>You have two options:-
>Option one:
>You are sent to Equestria.
>You are the only one of your kind and is easily accepted into Equestrian society.
>You can become friends with all the ponies you've ever wanted to, and live an easy life.
>The catch is, sex does not exist.
>You will still have your junk, but the ponies will not have anything.
>You cannot convince them to do anything sexual, because if you do, you will be sent back to earth.
>Option two:
>Your favorite pony is sent to you, scared and tired.
>She will be affected by the reality-jump for a while, but in time she will grow on you.
>Sex exists, and she will fall in love with you eventually.
>No one but you can know of her existence in this world.
>If even one other person finds out, she will be taken away never to be seen again.
>She won't know that the reason she can't see her friends anymore is because you made a choice.
>You can choose to tell her of your actions one day; but that is purely your decision.
>What is your choice /mlp/?
Option 2: The Sun Has Risen by Trixiefap
http://pastebin.com/cKiN3jBA
Option 2: Birds of a Feather by Clarissa
http://pastebin.com/AJRrzdZ9
Option 2: (Untitled Luna story) by anontheterrible
http://pastebin.com/6b7i1Yc3
Option 2 1/2: (Untitled) by ss2
(No pastebin)
Option 2: Suddenly, Fluttershy (Remake) & When The Stars Align by Nehem
http://pastebin.com/pfFM3x4d
http://pastebin.com/0wy4izUk
Option 2: (Untitled Big Mac story) by Fronk
(No pastebin)
Option 2: A Mistake and a Correction by nope
http://pastebin.com/medAQjM6
Option 2: (Random pone story with no title) by norefunds
(No pastebin)
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porn when?
>>27400507
Oh, we're a general now
S-should I be scared?
>>27400560
>>27400507
>>all option 2
absolute selfish faggotry of course.
Option 1 no contest.
Why?
You said all this applies to Equestria.
Nothing about the other lands or species.
Griffon pussy and Mino tits, here I come!
>>27400507
Option 1, because I wouldn't notice any difference in my sex life, but the world would be 20% more pastel-colored.
That said, thanks to the based writefags for their takes on option #2 and to Anon for collecting them in one place.
I was asleep, but realized that I didn't post an update tonight. I'll just drop some of the extra story I had written.
>>27397404
>You could have told her that.
>Though that probably would have earned you another bitten hand. Or at least a very skittish alicorn.
>”Where am I? Why can’t I use my magic?”
>Though you hate lying, it might be a good idea not to acknowledge that you know what she’s talking about.
“Well for starters, you’re in my house. In the grand ol’ USA on planet Earth to be precise. As for your second question, I’m willing to bet that you’re lacking a few tools. A magic wand perhaps?”
>Not quite lying, but not exactly being too courteous. Hey, at least you aren’t going down the path of existential crises today.
>The agitated alicorn looks up at you, a hint of annoyance in her eye.
>”USA? I’ve never seen that on any maps before… Also, I’m not talking about that kind of magic. I mean the kind that comes from my horn!”
>You look at her, a mock look of realization on your face.
“Oh, alright. That doesn’t exist here. The most we got here is tricks and illusions that look like they’re impossible feats that defy the laws of physics.”
>Running your hand through your hair, you continue.
“Did you say where you’re from?”
>Twilight responds as she starts taking in her surroundings.
>”I’m from Ponyville, a city in Equestria.”
“Can’t say that’s a place on our maps either. Well, it is, but something tells me you aren’t from around there.”
>All is silent for a while before she asks another question.
>”How did I get here? Do you know what’s going on, like was it something you did?”
>You stifle a laugh before answering.
“If I did have something to do with it, I don’t think I’d be telling you so; especially when you have a maw that powerful.”
>She casts an embarrassed look to her side.
>”Sorry about that, I just kinda…”
>You wave your hand dismissively.
“Forget about it. I’m more insulted that you’d accuse me of bringing you here, actually.”
>>27401781
>Well, you may very well have with your post on that thread.
>She tenses up a bit, not catching your poor attempt at humor.
>”I was just asking!”
>This time you do laugh.
“I’m just foolin’ with ya, relax. Feel free to ask me anything, or if you want, look around my house.”
>Seeing your dumbass smile, the pony starts to relax again.
>”Well, I may have a few questions.”
“I don’t blame you; I would, too. Go ahead, I’ll try to answer as best I can.”
>>27400507
Can I still masturbate in Equestria?
>>27400410
"Whoa, hey, heheh. I'm not trying to insult anyone, alright? It's just been a god awful night and I'm having trouble taking everything in at once."
>Her face shows a very brief sign of regret before returning to her icy cold glare.
"Why don't we...agree to this truce for a little bit longer, and get ourselves bandaged up? I'm still not sure if I have a crack in my skull from earlier or not. And, no offence intended at all, but...it seems like I'm not the only one who's having a rough go of things."
>She pretends to scoff at this but you can clearly see the pain in her eyes as she does so.
>"As if a princess of Equestria would need assistance from the likes of you."
"Alright, 'YOUR HIGHNESS' sorry this mere simple peasant is not fit to stitch up the royal hindquarters."
>You are a fucking idiot, you know already, but you pour sarcasm into this comment anyways.
>She clearly notices, and surprisingly enough, doesn't vaporize you on the spot.
>You scoot back from her mini crater and slowly get to your feet.
>She takes a precautionary step backwards when she sees how tall you are by comparison.
>You don't really know why, she could blow you away at any second if she wanted to.
>You look towards the bathroom door currently being blocked by a giant blue pony wing and look back to your new 'guest'.
>She takes the hint and takes another step back, folding her wings back.
>You move slowly past her trying not to seem any more threatening than she already perceived you to be.
>As you slip by and into the bathroom, you stumble a bit and catch yourself on the wall with your bad arm.
"Gyahmmmmmm...mama mia..."
>You don't even know why you tried to play that off.
>Fuck that hurt and now there is a bloody hand print on the wall.
>You stumble over to the sink and stare into the mirror, trying to figure out if you are gonna die before you manage to reach a hospital.
>"If you are indeed innocent of my kidnapping, then why are we in your abode?"
>>27402042
"That is a great question."
>You answer tiredly.
>Why is she here?
>Why is she real?
>Are there some kind of portals to an actual Equestria?
>Would the show continue on if she was just completely gone?
>Would it ever be addressed?
>What would /mlp/ say if I-...wait a second.
>You freeze up as your mind flashes back to the last thing you remember before getting knocked the fuck out.
>That stupid little writing prompt.
>What was it? Something about two options with ponies and something stupid with rules.
>You want to figure it out, but it'll just show up in the archives even if it disappears, so you put it to the side for the moment.
>Right now you need to pull out a few pieces of glass and check if your skull is still intact.
>As the minutes pass by and you progress more and more with your sloppy self doctoring, you notice that Luna has been watching you the entire time.
>Barely watching.
>She is clearly exhausted but too stubborn to show her weakness.
>Your heart throbs for her and her predicament.
>She is kind of a bitch and loud and kind of murderous, but she is still one of the ponies you fell for years ago.
>She hurts but doesn't trust you to help her.
>But that isn't going to stop you from trying.
>You manage to get some bandages around the gash in your forehead one handed.
>Even trying to move your other arm is all but impossible.
>What the fuck is with this shoulder man?
>You turn to the large blue equine trying her damnedest not to fall asleep standing up.
"Hey, uh...look given these completely messed up circumstances, I understand if you don't trust me at all, but you should really get patched up."
>You hold out your hand with the bandages to her.
>She looks at you searching for any sign of betrayal or ill intent for a moment before magic envelopes the supplies in your hand and levitate towards her.
>>27402126
>"Forgive me if I find it hard to believe someone who so shamelessly attacks me in mine own castle and takes me to an unkown realm without my permission is now offering me aid."
>You huff angrily.
"I did NOT attack you. The last thing I remember was screwing around on my computer and turning around to find some creepy...something standing in my hallway and offering a pack of smokes or something. And then I think I shot em, and then I got hit in the head. Then I wake up to find some small talking pony hanging out in my fucking room blaming me for something that I didn't actually do!"
>"Then you admit it! You were the one that attacked me with that flash of light!"
>The fuck is this bitch on about?
>She has her wings outstretched again and you wonder how the fuck she can do that standing at that angle in the hallway before your eyes finally skim over to where she is mentioning.
>Just beneath her right wing is a long mark where a projectile had narrowly missed doing a whole lot more damage.
>Well fuck me.
"That's not...that can't...then why were you in my hallway in the first place? Why were you even in my house? And what was with the garbage about a choice?"
>"Enough!"
>She doesn't quite yell like earlier but it is sharp and loud enough to get the point across.
>"I did no such thing. And I certainly did not come her of my own free will."
>She looks around at your wrecked home as she says this showing some slight disgust.
>"I was finishing with my royal duties and was preparing for bed when you, or some other creature attacked me! I was then grabbed and thrown into a magical field before being attacked again by you and hitting the wall in your...bedroom."
>Okay princess goody goody, it's not THAT bad in there...
>Well it wasn't before that weird little earthquake hit and fucked up everything.
>You nearly jump out of your skin when you hear Kyubey howling somewhere in your living room.
>OH FUCK YOU FORGOT ABOUT YOUR FUCKING CAT.
Fuck this too tired for moar.
So I'm gonna clarify two things.
First, Pastebin:
*ding* http://pastebin.com/tUxDzp77
Two, the story's name actually is Option 2 1/2. I'm not good with names.
>>27401786
>>27402191
Also, keep it up you two.
Bump for greens
bimp
>not bumping the thread
>>27401787
Sorry anon. They will have to chop your dick off to prevent you from spreading any STDs
I'll try to put something out here in a bit if anyone wants it. Let me just stop being lazy.
>>27400507
Option 1
>>27403817
>>27403836
>option 2
>literally drag poor pony into living hell called Earth
>hold her confined in 4 walls most of the time
>with a slight chance of becoming laboratory rat or worse
>option 1
>literally escape living hell called Earth for fucking uthopia
>you can take chances with at least 4 more sentient species
Sorry I haven't been posting any updates! I've been very busy (lazy).
Imma (try to) get a lot out tonight, stay tuned.
>>27403965
>you can take chances with at least 4 more sentient species
I didn't even think of that before taking option 1
[Recap]
>You power up the old printer, and plug it in.
>You ensure it has print paper, and open Google.
>Now, you have two options.
>The Wonderbolts logo, or Spitfire's Cutie Mark?
>You really didn't want to put a Wonderbolts logo on your car until she saw it was fast enough.
>Oh it was, you just wanted approval.
>Her cutie mark wouldn't be as bad, but you still wanted approval.
>On top of the questions.
>OH GOD THE QUESTIONS.
>She's probably pissed.
>She *had* a kickass career afterall, and she's basically noone now.
>In this world, anyway.
>Oh God.
>Don't think about the reprocussions of your actions.
>DON'T THINK ABOUT THE REPROCUSSIONS OF YOUR ACTIONS.
>You stare at the screen blankly, thinking about the reprocussions of your actions.
"Man, shit is fucked."
>It was just some dumb thread, how were you to know?
"How can this possibly be my fault. I mean it is, but not entirely."
>Maybe you should try getting some sleep after all.
>Thank god this shitshow happened on a friday night- er, saturday morning.
>Yet again, you check the time on the screen.
>5:21 AM
>The sound of at least a couple hours rest was very appealing now.
>You did have one last trick up you sleeve, to relieve your boredom, but it would be irrisponsable.
>Going out for a few pulls in the Vette, at 5 in the morning.
>A favorite passtime of yours.
>However, at the moment, you were playing host to an unconcious fictional cartoon horse.
>So leaving the house without gaining her trust, and setting some ground rules first, would be a bad idea.
"ARGHH! FUCK YOU OP YOU DOUBLE-NIGGER!"
>You realized that screaming obsceneties in the middle of the night, with a sleeping captain of a pro flying team in the next room, who could easily beat your ass if she pleased, was not a particularly good idea.
>But it's too late.
>The damage has been done.
>If there is any.
>You creep over to the spare room, and crack the door just enough to look insise.
>Spitfire is still sound asleep.
>>27404423
i wouldnt take option 2 just because living with knowledge that you made pony suffer is too much of a burden and my guilt will gnaw on me constantly
>>27404442
>Maybe one day, you'll find a way out of this mess.
>But for now, all you can do is hope that this pony doesn't kill you.
>What was she, basically the pony equivalent of the highest ranking officer in the Air Force?
>Fuck, dude.
>This has the potential to be a complete shitshow.
>6:14 AM
"Enough. I'm gonna take a snooze."
>You lay back on your bed.
>Here's hoping you wake up in the morning.
>The house staying intact would be good, too.
>The storm rages on outside, and soon you drift into an uneasy rest.
>
>The sound of rain.
>You crack one eye, half expecting to see Spitfire ready to kill you, or a Spitfire-shaped hole in your roof.
>Neither.
>With your 2 greatest fears out of the way, you sit up in bed.
>The clock read 9:21 AM
>You look out the window.
>The forest is bright with morning light, but the sky is grey, and rain continues to fall.
"Damn weather..."
>You sit up, and stretch.
>Oh God 3 hours of sleep doesn't feel fantastic.
>Whatever, we have priorities here.
>Pone with potential for lots of anger.
>You push your door open, and creep down the hallway.
>Spitfire's door is still shut.
>You crack it open.
>She WAS sleeping all curled up, cute n shit.
>Now, she's laying spread eagle on her back, wings stretched out, and all limbs extended.
>Ok then...
>Goddamn, you are hungry.
>You duck back into your room and grab your phone from the desk.
>Creeping out to the kitchen, you notice the door to the garage is still open.
>That explains why it's so damn cold in here.
>You close it, and then head over to the fridge.
>You grab some milk, and a bowl.
>Good ol' cereal.
>You sit there at the island counter, eating your breakfast, and ten thousand thoughts revolving about your head.
>You lunch on your cereal, contemplating existence.
>The sound of a door creaking.
>Just play it cool.
>You casually glance down the hallway, and see Spitfire poking her head out of the room.
"You're finally awake."
>>27404446
>She just continues to stare at you, her expression is hard to read.
"Are you hungry? Or hurt at all?"
>She slowly protrudes from the room, and begins walking down the hallway.
>Never breaking eye contact.
>"I'm.. I'm fine."
>She smiles to herself, and glances to the floor.
>"Well, not really."
"How can I be of assistance?"
>Now, she's standing in the end of the hallway, at the entrance to the kitchen.
>She seems to have slackened out a bit, knowing that any potential hostiles aren't actually hostile.
>"Could you tell me where I am?"
"My house, in the state of Connecticut, in the country of the United States of America (the best one,) in planet Earth.
>"I don't know any of those."
"Oh."
>Of course she didn't.
>You had decided to start off playing dumb, and reveal stuff later, under safer circumstances.
>Her ears droop a bit, and she leans against the wall.
"Well, where are you from?"
>"The city of Cloudsdale. It's near Canterlot."
>"I'm guessing you've never heard of them?"
>You have.
"I haven't."
>She's looking more and more dejected by the second.
"So, from what I can deter, you might not be on the same planet. Universe, even."
>"..Maybe."
"What's your name?"
>"Spitfire."
"That's a cool name. It's actually the name of a fighter plane in this world."
>"What's a fighter-plane?"
"I guess I should start by explaining what a normal plane is first."
"Basically; as you can see, we Humans, don't have wings, like you."
>You turn, and show her your wingless back.
>You face her again, and show her your hands.
"But we do have these."
>You wiggle your fingers a bit.
"About a hundred years ago, our world underwent an era known as the Industrial Revolution."
>She continues to listen, blinking slowly.
"Basically, in that era, we invented a ton of machines to do work for us, and make our lives easier."
"One of the issues that had plagued is for so long, and intrigued us, was flight. We could not fly."
>>27404449
>She nodded her head, still listening.
"So, we invented a flying machine. It was called an airplane, or just a plane."
"The earliest ones had bodies made of wood, with fabric stretched over it. Today, most planes are made of metal."
>You went on.
"As you know, sometimes countries can have disagreements."
>"Sure."
"And so, one day, someone invented this thing called the cannon. You know those right?"
>"Yeah."
"Well, basically, Humans created small, handheld, easily reloadable versions to kill each other with, and one day, someone has the bright idea of strapping them to a plane."
>"I think I get it now."
"Yeah."
>You pull out your phone.
>She backs up several paces.
"Don't worry, this isn't a hand cannon. We call those guns now, by the way."
>"What is it?"
"I'll explain later. But for now, let's just call it magic."
>You bring up google, and search up the Wright Brothers' plane.
>You show her the screen.
"This is basically the first plane ever."
>"It looks weird."
"It WAS weird. For some reason, the tail was in the front."
>"That doesn't make sense."
"I know right? Well, in modern planes, it's in the rear."
>"Why does it have two sets of wings? Don't they hit each other when they flap?"
"Well, our planes' wings create lift by being dragged forward, not flapping like a bird. See those things?"
>You zoom in on one of the propellers.
"Those are called propellers. An engine spins them, and they push air back, pushing the plane forward."
"Once it's going fast enough, the lift by the wings overpowers gravity, and it flies. Most modern planes only have 2 wings."
>You return to google, and bring up a picture of a Spitfire.
"This is the fighter plane I was talking about. The one that shares your name."
"That's a spitfire?"
>>27400507
#1
Why?
>Gonna goto Equestria
>Have lots of nonsexual fun from simple activities and easy life, adventures, that kind of stuff
>Still can masturbate
>Can cuddle pony and other creatures
>Can try to pursue sex with something other than ponies of Equestria
>If somehow I dont like it there, I have an easy way back to Earth
>>27400507
>You cannot convince them to do anything sexual, because if you do, you will be sent back to earth.
>convince them to do anything sexual
>convince
Where do you think you are?
>>27402191
Sooo turns out that my irl cat died last night. Not to happy about that. I'll keep writing because at this point it's cathartic in a way. Fuck I wish I could drink today...
>You barge past Luna without give her much thought.
>She flutters her wings and takes a few steps backwards.
>Your little ball of hatred and hunger is probably freaking the fuck out about tonight and you need to help her.
>You run into the living room, checking all around before diving down to your hands an-
"OWFUCK!"
>You say before almost fully collapsing on your aching arm.
>GOD.
>DAMN.
>IT.
>You are basically lying down with your face on the wood floor looking underneath your couch.
>You are greeted by a pair of questioning eyes that slowly turn back to her old bored expression when Kyubey realizes it's only you.
"Heeeey girlie! You almost gave me a heart attack!"
>She begins licking her paw as if she is ignoring you.
"Nope! Wrong answer. Come here."
>You wrap your arm back behind her and slowly nudge her out towards you, her claws useless on the hardwood.
>You pick her up with your good arm and walk towards the kitchen which is still a giant mess.
>As you keep walking towards the kitchen, the Princess of the moon slowly comes into the living room to observe you.
>You manage to dig out Kyubey's food dish, and find her a nice can of wet food since this has likely been a stressful night for her as well.
>You put her on the counter where she simply watches Luna in the living room until she is satisfied that the newcomer is going to keep their distance.
>"Your story still does not satisfy. You claim to have no knowledge of the attack..."
"Well I DID shoot at the giant angry cloud in my hallway."
>Her brow scrunches as she thinks.
>"This creature...did it possibly have glowing red eyes?"
>You pause for a moment and think about it.
>When you turn to look at her, your face gives her her answer before you can verbalize it.
"Wh-"
>There is a sudden sharp knock on your door.
>>27404710
Oh shit. I'm sorry, man.
>>27404710
Shit always sucks, dude.
>>27404710
>After your previous train of thought, your first instinct is to find your shotgun and put a few slugs through the door.
>That is until you see the flashing red and blue lights from your window.
>SHIT NIGGA, IT'S THE ONE-TIME!
"Okay. Uuuuumm...hey Lu- uh...you, horse princess whatever. So I'm gonna need you to just...stay over in the bathroom..."
>You leave the kitchen and approach the beaten and broken princess who looks to be almost falling asleep when you start trying to push her into the bathroom.
>"What are you- unhand me at once! How dare you presume to-"
>You keep forcing her to walk towards the door.
"Look you just gotta hide! Please! The people of this world are not gonna take to kindly to seeing something like you-"
>"Your insults are growing tiresome-"
"It's not an insult, it's the truth of my world. And my world is not a very happy place, so please, for your sake just...stay in here!"
>With that you shove her into your bathroom and slam the door before running back to the living room.
>There is another loud knock followed by the fuzz announcing their presence.
>You throw open the door and greet the officer with a large grin.
>You probably look insane.
"Hello officer! Uhh...what uh...what seems to be the problem?"
>He looks you up and down a couple of times probably trying to decide if he should taze your ass or not.
>"...good morning sir. We were getting a few noise complaints from this address from a few of your neighbors. Some of em said they heard a gunshot and yelling? Everything alright in here?"
>May RNJesus have mercy on this next speech check.
"Gunshot? Naaahhhh that was just my lighting fixture. Damn lightbulb died on me, and I tried to fix it. Brought the whole thing right down on top of me. Hehehe...b-but it's fine now, everything is fine. Just a little bump is all."
>Fuck you sound like a spazz.
>The officer looks around your partially destroyed living room over your shoulder.
>He looks at the bandages on your head once again.
>>27404955
>"Sir, are you or anyone else in the house under the influence of any illegal drugs?"
"Nope! Just me. I know, the place hasn't been cleaned up in a while. Had a few friends over last week, never got around to cleaning everything up."
>There is a banging on the bathroom door behind you.
>The officer looks at you quizzically.
"...it's the cat. She kinda lost her shit when the lights came down. Had to toss her in the bathroom to keep her from clawing my eyes out."
>As you say this, Kyubey comes trotting into the living room and meows angrily at you.
>You forgot to open her can of food for her and she has clearly taken this as a personal offence.
>There is another banging on your bathroom door a bit louder this time.
"Heh. I mean the...other cat."
>SPEECH CHECK FAILED
>"Sir I'm gonna need to take a look around"
>You are not about to give this guy anymore probably cause than he already has and so you slowly open the door as your heart skips a few beats.
>You steadily step back a few feet, remembering that you still left your fucking pistol lying on the ground.
>You manage to block the cops view and as he walks further in, you gently kick it behind a fallen poster.
>The officer walks towards your bathroom door.
>You are kind of freaking the fuck out as you jump in front of him.
>He reaches for his tazer at this.
>"Wait! Wait wait wait, it's just...she is super temperamental right now and-"
>"Sir back away from the door."
"I will it's ju-"
>"I said back away!"
>Fucking pig.
>You step very easily to the side, allowing him room to grab the handle and throw the door open all while keeping his tazer aimed at your chest.
>He looks around for a moment before looking back at you.
>"Was someone in here or not?"
"Uuuuhh..."
>"Don't fuck with me. It's been a real long night and I won't hesitate to drop your ass and drag you out in cuffs."
>You don't really understand what he means.
I have some stuff to deal with for today. Keep writing writefriends!
>>27405154
Shoot the pig
>Page 9
>not bumping the thread
>not writing green
>>27405927
>do not scream at hoomon, hoomon will scream back.
shit, been drinking a lot. might not to right in this conditon tonight
I'll try tho
>>27405154
Also keep it up. You doing good.
>>27406017
Write some lewd things
>>27405154
Writing from phone. On break and manager is being a nigger.
>The threat, you understood clearly.
>What you don't get is why you are not currently being dragged off into custody for harboring an illegal alien and Luna is not being shot at.
>Your mind reels as you try to figure out an appropriate response.
"...uhh like I said, it's just me here. Me and the cat. Well I'm...not sure where the other one is, she probably hopped out the window."
>"..."
"..."
>"...you have a nice morning"
>He holsters his tazer and begins walking to your front door.
>>27406195
MOAR
>>27406195
Moar
>>27406195
Damn, I really like this. Can't wait to see more. Just keep on doing what you've been doing.
>>27406895
ORAM
>>27406195
>YOUFUCKINGWOTM80.gif
>He continues to walk while you stand there completely dumbfounded.
>Did she actually jump out the window and leave?
>Did she teleport away?
>Is there some crazy awesome invisibility magic she can use that no one knows about?
>As the cop leaves and pulls the door closed behind him, you hear him muttering something about "fucking stoners".
"Fucking cops..."
>You mutter back
>You hear something bump into your bathroom wall and slide down heavily.
>You launch yourself into the bathroom and frantically start looking around.
>...You gotta be kidding.
>You look to your left where the bathtub is, curtains drawn.
>This does take away your hopes for the most epic game of freeze tag with an invisible being, but pony in the shower?
>That sorta even things out.
>You tactically over to the tub and ever so gently pull the curtain back.
>This...is not nearly as adorable as you initially pictured.
>In fact, the sight just breaks your heart.
Here's a mildish cliffhanger until later.
Bumparooni
>>27407145
>Cliffhanger
[RECAP OF LAST PART]
"Pinkie always seems to miss the point on a lot, doesn't she?"
>"Uh huh, she does."
>You finish your complaint to Fluttershy as quietly as possible before driving attention back to Pinkieclops, Master of All Things Absolutely Goddamn Annoying.
>She pulls a cake presumably out of her ass and puts it down on the table. Thankfully that doesn't seem to be the case as it actually looks pretty good.
>You immediately start cutting a slice, but are disappointed to find out that confetti flies out of the cake.
"Shiiit. I was actually excited for this cake, too."
>"What're you talking about, silly? It's still there!"
"No, no. You're missing the goddamn point you pink... Okay, so you see the confetti?"
>She nods excitedly.
"All right, now look at the cake."
>She sticks her eye really close to the cake to see your point.
>"What's wrong?"
"It's coming of of the fucking cake!"
>"Ooooooooh that! Don't worry, you can eat it!"
>You stare blankly at her for what felt like an hour, but was most likely a few seconds.
"Excuse me, but I need to go. This shit is too complicated for me. I'm twenty-seven goddamn years old, Pinkie! That's not even close to being too old yet but I'll be damned if you aren't physically changing that!"
>The room goes silent. Not a sound, not even from the little Mariachi Bug-Band in the corner. Just kidding, it's just Gummy in a hat.
>Fluttershy is simply staring at the both of you, while Pinkie's smile falters slightly.
>Shit.
"Uh, P-Pinkie I'm sorry. I'm just not into parties. I haven't had one since I was 22, and that wasn't even for my birthday."
>"Kayge, it's f-fine. I just get carried away is all. See?"
>Pinkie Pie throws water on her face to emphasize her point.
>"Woooo!"
>...
>Pinkie Pie stored the remaining cake and sent it back with you and Fluttershy.
"Fluttershy, I feel guilty for yelling at her. And I rarely feel guilty."
>"Don't. You're just not used to this."
>You keep walking back to the cabin.
"I'm sorry, Ponka."
>>27407859
He's back.
>>27407862
Yep.
>>27407859
>You are laying down that night, still in that bed Fluttershy let you sleep in.
>It's apparently a guest room for other people. Ponies.
>You felt bad about making Ponka sad, but she would always tell you she was fine when asked, so... not much could be done.
>Fluttershy never mentioned who the pony was. And whenever asked, just dodged the question like it ain't no shit.
>That book was quiet, no one from the other side saying anything. Did they have a book, too?
>You tossed and turned, unable to get back to sleep. The clock said it was almost 11.
>Shit sucks, yo.
>The owls outside keep hooting away.
"Goddamn owls hooting like they fuckin' own the place. I'll show those fuckers who's boss."
>Just as you are about to hobble over to the window and give those owls a beating so bad that Little Timmy 5 miles down will wake up in a cold sweat, that sonuvabitchin' book starts glowing.
>Fuck.
>You firmly grasp the book, pulling it over to you in a flash of light.
>Well, you wish it were that cool looking.
>>"Uh, hey there. How was your day? Or night?"
/Well, I met some people. Ponies. Whatever./
>>"Who'd you meet?"
/Applejack and Pinkie. I'm sure you know who they are, yes?/
>>"Of course. They're my friends, too!"
/It was tiring. Applejack made me recite Wikipedia, though no complaints here./
>>"That sounds... interesting."
>You don't know how to break the ice... if there was anyway to break 5 fucking feet of it.
>>"Listen, I need you to do ME a favor now."
/Hit me, fgt./
>>"uh... Okay. Anyway, you know that library? Go there and give your book to Twilight Sparkle. Tell her what happened. Maybe she'll know something about it's magic."
/Huh, why didn't I think of that?/
>>"Because you are a person who calls themselves Destroyer of Worlds and swears every other sentence."
/Hey, I'm trying to get better at this!/
>>"Either way, it's late. Your cat keeps wanting to lay down on the couch with me."
/Yeah, he does that./
>>"Goodnight, Kayge."
/Goodnight./
>>27407866
Did I mention this takes place in the middle of s4? I didn't give enough of a shit about s5 to watch it.
Page 10 bump
I want be sent to Equestria...but i want marry Twilight more ...so i must choose Option two
I've ended up wasting all of today not creating content.
If anyone is actually reading my stuff, would you care to tell me stuff you like? Don't like? Anything that needs to be improved?
>>27409368
Were you planning on sticking with this new Twilight story or was you ever going back to the Flutter one? Either one is fine, I was just curious.
I like them both, faggot.
>>27392037
My Little Pony, My Little Pony….
Aah, aah, aah, aaaah…
>You've watched this show all the way through several times.
>But no matter how much you mindlessly view this cartoon that you've somehow grown addicted to, you'll never get used to this intro song.
>The songs are fine in the show, This Day Aria was pretty damn good.
>Flutterbutter's solo in Cutie Mark Chronicles was diabeetus-tier sweet.
>The main theme?
>No, you usually mute it because you're a pussy.
>But you forgot to this time.
>Celestia's fucking face holy shit look at her face
>You can't tell if she's just shocked, or if there was a hint of actual disgust in there.
>But probably not, look who we're dealing with.
“...You alright there?”
>She lightly shakes her head, blinking in confusion.
>”Oh, nothing. It's just… rather elementary, don't you think?”
>Leaning back on the couch, you shrug.
“I mean, it's not like it was made for the general masses, at least at first. The demographic was little girls.”
>”So I see...”
>The intro finally ends, and the episode begins.
>And then another.
>Here goes another.
>You and Celestia start to marathon the first season, the clock ticking by more and more as you look at it less and less.
>Overall, she seemed rather jubilant at the fact many of the factors that included her knowledge were spot on.
>She just kept watching, all the way to A Bird in the Hoof.
>That one was interesting.
>It let her see exactly how Fluttershy took Philomena and tried to cure him, and everytime she popped up on screen in that sad end-of-cycle state, Celestia brightened up and she even told you a story about her.
>Turns out, Philomena did pranks like she did to butterhorse quite a bit.
>Including one time where the eponymous phoenix used the light of one of the palace torches to create a gigantic silhouette that made it look like a dragon was attacking the inner sanctum when Luna first woke up.
>Even Princesses have accidents, apparently.
>>27409394
>You were rolling at that story all the way to the end of the episode.
>Once the credits rolled for it, you paused the stream to take a quick break.
“Oh man, that really took the energy out of me. You got to tell me more stories, shit.”
>Celly
>”I'm sure to remember that when there's time. Oh, I haven't been able to sit still for this long in ages.”
>To drive the point home, she gets herself up and stretches her legs in a polite manner, and while you stealth-creep dat plot, you see the clock in your peripheral vision.
>It's been nearly 4 hours, and it's about 9 p.m.
>Thankfully during the summer, it's only now starting to sunset.
>”It will be odd not to have to perform my spell, anymore.”
>It's like she reads your mind.
“You mean moving the sun?”
>”Indeed… I wonder how Luna is doing. I had to raise and lower both celestial bodies myself during her time away. I hope that she fares well...”
>Man, even after all that time, her mind was still on it.
>You're pretty sure that she hasn't realized that a lot of other ponies have probably gotten taken from Equestria too, unless the OP singled you out.
>That'd be a fucking ride, can other owners of pones see your pones without consequences?
>You make a mental note to check the thread again, whether it's on your phone or your computer.
>With that set, you're not about to tell Celestia that her sister's probably getting assraped by some weird cave troll in his mom's basement.
>Hopefully she can't read minds for real.
“I'm sure she'll be fine. The rest of the Elements are probably finding a way to get you back as we speak. Hell, it'll probably just be a matter of time before they rip open a portal and get you back in there.”
>Her shining violet eyes look back into yours, a smile beneath their glow.
“Thank you. I doubt I'll ever have that chance… But it's nice to hear someone is still positive.”
>>27409401
>Before you can say anything else, her lips part, and a loud yawn emanates from her gut.
>That one picture from the yearbook with the Chinese kid's name Dam Son pops into your head.
>”Aauuuuu…. I do believe I'm ready for slumber. ...”
>She looks at you probably thinking where was she going to sleep, but you were more interested at why she wants to sleep at 9 p.m.
>Don't only old people sleep at that- oh.
>Fuck.
>”If I might bother you for a moment-”
“Nah, nah. The bedroom's got the only real bed, and not saying anything towards your general body image in any shape, form, or fashion, but I don't think the couch would work out.”
>Celestia's face grows concern at this statement.
>”I don't want to remove you from your own bed, I'm already imposing.”
>She worries a lot, doesn't she?
>You guess with her kind of occupation, that's kind of a requirement.
>Gonna have to break that mold, too.
“Hey, don't worry about me. I've slept on this couch a lot, and that chair. I have some pretty damn annoying insomnia episodes and sometimes the bed doesn't cut it for sleep, so I have plenty of experience out here. Besides, it can't be imposing if you live here, right?”
>”...I suppose you do have a point.”
>You're just ready to fucking jump in those sheets the instant she wakes up.
>You swear you're not a perv. Not a big one.
“Of course, and if it makes you feel better, I'll get a new couch that's got a foldout. Now let me show you to your new quarters, my majesty.”
>As you say this, you make your way into the hall, and give a bowing wave to really sell it.
>Too bad that wave points to crusting foam and staining ash, BUT YOU'RE NOT EVER GONNA HAVE THIS CHANCE AGAIN.
>And boy howdy, was it worth it, because you got a really good laugh out of her.
>”Oohohmhm!, alright. Lead the way.”
>You step around the foam, and hear crackling behind you as if a hoof didn't have the same grace.
>>27409375
I'll be working on both of them. I'll probably switch between the two whenever my creativity lowers for one. Or I might switch between them on a schedule. Whichever one seems to work, really.
>>27409394
All right, so it's real late and that picture made me nearly burst out laughing for some reason.
>>27409411
>Yeah, probably need to get that cleaned up soon.
>You open the door and just as you expected, you come into your sleeping quarters that the Princess of the world would be fit to spend the night in.
>You know, with all the dirty clothes strewn around, three or four mostly-eaten dinnerplates on a TV tray, hoof beat on the compuuuuuuuuu-
>You close the door behind you with a resounding thud.
>”Oof! Anonymous!”
>Oh god you shut it in her face.
>You slammed a door into Sunhorse's face.
“Oh go- fu- sorry, sorry, just uuh, just give me a second, forgot it was so disshevelled!”
>”I understand your predicament, but the hallway-”
>You're tuning her out at this point, going over to your laptop to get to your browser settings, clear your browser history, uninstall your browser, delete system32, and take a fire axe to your harddrive.
>Alright, just the first two, but you've made the point of making sure that she never sees what was just on your screen in a million years.
>Even though she'll probably still alive by then, if she hasn't been seen.
>If she's not seen...
>As you look at the delete history option, this fact sinks into your mind like cement in a river.
>She's immortal.
>You're not.
>Not even withstanding the fact that it'd be horrible for her to live out your death if the option 2 was serious about the love thing, what is she going to do after you've become too old or die?
>How could she not be seen with living eyes for… eternity?
>It's obvious that she can't stay in these four walls, either.
>That's imprisonment no matter how much you shake your ignorant stick at it.
>What the hell have you done?
>You've ensured her death by choosing her.
>You find yourself staring at the computer screen, mouse over the button for an undetermined amount of time, before her voice finally snaps you out of it.
>”-open the door, I'm coming in. Anonymous, answer, please!”
>It's been almost seven minutes.
“Sorry!”
>>27409420
>”Are you alright?”
“Y-yeah, fine, just come in...”
>You click the button and close the lid of the laptop at the same time she swings the door open.
>Standing up, you unplug your computer and place it in the nearby dresser drawer, your motions looking rather empty.
>Celestia takes a look around for a second.
>”… I'm just a tad bit confused, what was cleaned?”
“Er, sorry, sorry...”
>You wordlessly start grabbing your shirts and pants, throwing them in the hamper rather forcefully.
>You forget for a moment that Sunhorse was in the room, and her voice startles you.
>”I've never seen contemplation like that without something being amiss. What is wrong, Anonymous?”
>Who is she, Zecora now?
>You clear off the bed enough so it looks like a bed, and you stack the pillows up for her.
“Nothing.”
>When you look up after fluffing, her gaze almost pierces into your soul.
>Jesus, with a look like that she probably never had to interrogate in her life.
“Okay, okay. I just got a little bummed out after… thinking about all of this. I know you said not to worry, but I can't help knowing that it's my fault. I don't want to put anything else on your mind either.”
>For some reason, the confession didn't really help the way she was staring at you.
>”All emotions exist for a reason. Worry and concern are two sides of the same coin, Anonymous, and they are a part of the wealth that is what we are. But as you said, we will make the best of it.”
>Her gaze finally softens when you nod, and she smiles again, walking up to you and the bed.
>As her magic pulls the covers back, you feel wet, hot mare lips wink on your cheek.
>Not that kind, but soon.jpg
>Her kiss quite literally sends shivers down your spine and feelings you didn't know existed surging through your body as she gracefully climbs into your bed.
>”Thank you for everything today, Anonymous. I wish you a peaceful slumber.”
“C-call me Anon...”
>>27409431
>As you drift towards the door, you can't take your eyes off her.
>”Hmhm, goodnight, Anon.”
>You routinely flip off the light and close the door, still staring at the crack between the door and frame where she was.
>And just like that, she's asleep.
>Leaving you to pick up the pieces of the transpired events.
>You thought you'd either be getting crushed in a sea of depression, or fucking jumping for joy at that kiss.
>Looks like the highly varying emotions have made you come full circle, and you're pretty neutral.
>But you still have to find a way to fix this situation, or at least make it better.
>As you step back around to the livingroom, you feel like you need to do something.
>After all the supernatural shit that went down, you having had a one-in-a-million impossible event that no other human would ever see, and you took that opportunity and sat on the couch watching TV with it.
>Feeling wired and wide-awake, there was absolutely no way you were getting to sleep tonight.
>Not unless you did something to help it come on.
>So you grab your keys and wallet, and scribble a quick note to place on the front door should Celestia get up before you get back:The line after the violet eyes a few posts ago is Celestia speaking, not Anon, srry
>>27409435
Dear Princess Celestia,
went to the store, be back later
-Anon
>After looking at your masterful work of scribing art, you tape it up on the front door, and head out.
>Closing the door lightly behind you, you head off in the briskly cool night and get in your car, clipping your seatbelt in and pulling out your phone.
>Since you were in the writing mood, you pull up Kirby's phone number and throw him a quick text.
--
Yo sorry about today. Just haven't felt too great lately and have had some problems with attention, accidentally dropped a lightsaber on the ground and lit up the whole hall. I need to clean up the mess, can you skip tomorrow and come back on Friday?
--
>Send.
>Oh god, fucking random ass autocorrect.
Lighter*
>No immediate text, but this is Kirby we're talking about.
>You'd be surprised if he even saw it tonight.
>Ah well, either way.
>The keys turn in your ignition, and you pull out of the driveway, taking off for the store.
>…
Not as much as before, but hey, still some. Comments and critique always appreciated!
>>27407831
Lol sorry man.
>>27407145
>Luna is in your bathtub alright.
>She is breathing heavily and she doesn't look to be waking up anytime soon.
>Her mane is a mess and there is still some dried blood here and there.
>Even though she has already applied first aid to the most vital areas, she still has several smaller cuts and nicks everywhere.
>Whatever attacked her before she landed in your world did a number on her for sure.
>Not to beat a dead horse, but she just looks like shit.
>You want to help her, and you will, but first, you need to clean some shit up.
>You leave for your spare room, a simple little area that you were originally going to turn into an office area.
>You shake some of the dust off of the sheets and make sure that there is no broken glass or anything.
>This part of the house seems to not have been effected quite as much as your poor bedroom did.
>When it is cleaned up enough, you pull the sheets back and head back towards the bathroom.
>Your arm is still fucked up...this is going to be an experience.
>You are not ripped by any means.
>In fact, you are getting pretty weak with such a sedentary lifestyle.
>But dammit, this is your chance to show you aren't an evil fuck.
>You muster up what little strength you have left in you, and manage to get at least half of her up and out of the tub.
>You were not expecting this much weight...
>You manage to get her out and onto your lap.
>From there you drag both her and yourself to the spare bedroom a few feet from the bathroom.
>A few feet fucking kills.
>When you get her in, it is a whole new struggle trying to get her up and onto the bed.
>You start with her head first, propping her up against the bed.
>From there...well there isn't really any other option.
>You begin pushing her up by dat phat a$$.
>Phuck. Phat.
>>27409401
>>>you're not about to tell Celestia that her sister's probably getting assraped by some weird cave troll in his mom's basement.
...well not yet anyways.
>>27409439
>>27409492
i've just imagined thoose two anons encounter themselves with their waifusit was great and feely
>>27409492
>This is a serious matter though, so you tell your boner to fuck off for a moment.
>When she is at least mostly up and on the bed, you pull the sheets up over her.
>She looks far more peaceful now.
>You hope she is at least somewhat more comfortable anyways.
>You look down at the poor mare whose life you may or may not have been responsible for ruining.
>Without giving it much thought, you lean down and give her a light kiss on her head just above her horn.
>Realizing how god damn retarded you are, you quickly retreat and freeze up hoping to any holy entity out there that she doesn't wake up and kill you now.
>She remains where she is, and it...looks as if she has a slight smile on her face as she snoozes.
"Heh. Sweet dreams my little pony. Wow that sounded far more gay than I thought it would."
>You walk back out of the room, killing the light, but not shutting the door quite yet.
>It has got to be late by now.
>You haven't even checked the clock.
>You go back into the kitchen to give Kyubey her promised meal.
>Little shit sat there and whined at you the whole time you were trying to drag around a 80 ton horse.
>But you still love her all the same.fuck guys I miss my cat. :,(
>You give her a quick scratch behind the ears and look up at your microwave clock.
>It reads 05:42
>You frown at the time and yawn heavily.
>You need to get some sleep yourself, but the image of the red eyes in your hallway just won't go away.
>>27409601
moar
>>27409601
>You go back to your room after reacquiring your pistol from behind the poster.
>You find your shotty in its usual corner, and load it up with buckshot which has fallen off your dresser and scattered all over the place.
>You thought about grabbing your big ass FAL but after remembering that you are still in a residential area and a .308 will probably not stop at the wall, you decide against it.
>You room is a disaster and you don't plan on dealing with it tonight.
>Besides, you have a princess in peril to protect.
>You walk back out to the living room with your home defender personal arsenal™ and flop down on the couch.
>You know that if the smokey fucker does come back, you probably won't do a damn thing to it regardless of how much firepower you have with you.
>Still, it makes you feel a bit better knowing you have it as an option.
>Kyubey hops up onto your stomach, where she curls up and begins preparing for a nap herself.
>It's pretty damn adorable, but sleep is more important right now.
>Sleep takes over in an instant...
I am about to pass out myself. Tell me about how it is so far. I know there is nol-lewdyet, but I like the buildup to much to skip the fun details.
Also
>>27409510I did the same honestly. It's a pretty fun idea if not an absolute bitch to coordinate.
>>27409636
Feels more like a quality skeleton of green than actual green.which means it has a lot of potentail
We wait
>>27409636
Gud/10
More please.
>>27409601
Sorry for your cat bro
>>27409439
WHO SAID YOU COULD STOP WRITING, FUCKER?
Option 1 obviously
Die wacht am thread
>>27412177
The guard on the thread!
>>27412488
The cry resounds like thunder's peal,
Like crashing waves and clang of steel:
The Rhine, the Rhine, our German Rhine,
Who will defend our stream, divine?
I can't waiting for more of anontheterrible and trixiefap
>>27407866
>It's fucking morning. The goddamn sun is shining through that asshole of an open window into your shitty glasses-needing-eyes.
>And you were tired as all fuck.
>The bed sheets were at least 20 grades of tangled, and the pillow was near your feet.
>You had a weird dream, one that legitimately terrified you. A hell of a lot more than most ones.
>This was about a really, really big fat man. You couldn't move from the bed or scream, and he just stood in the window, staring.
>Ugh. Gives you the shivers.
>You make sure the bed is neat before you grab your crutches and the book, heading into the main room of the cabin. You aren't a fucking Neanderthal.
>Fluttershy isn't in the room. She must still asleep. You feed Angel before you grab some bread and toast it.
>As you head out, you leave a note explaining to Flutters why you left without asking, apologizing for being what you could only describe as, "A lying sack of piss."
>...
>The walk back to central Ponyville is long, just like before. It was cloudy out, but it didn't feel like it would rain. The pegasi must've had mercy today.
>Way less ponies stare this time around, and the few who do are still kind enough to point to the library.
>It looks... really unusual from the outside. When it's not animated in Flash it's a lot more realistic looking, still having that soildness to it however.
>You take a deep breath, trying to compose yourself enough to meet who was still a princess.
>knockknockitsknuckles
>About 5 seconds later the door opens, revealing a small baby dragon.
>Goddammit, it's Spike.
>He isn't that surprised by your appearance. A frown is plastered on his face.
>"So, I guess you're the human ponies have been talking about, huh?"
>Wow, that news ran faster than shit after a night of a frozen burrito dinner.
"Yeah, what about it?"
>"I don't know what kind of freak dragon you are, but I don't want any of this right now. So beat it!"
>He slams the door in your face.
Anyone like the story so far?
>>27413733
Get the fuck out you option 1 cancer
>>27413793
Thanks, but it's option 2 1/2.
>>27413804
Get the fuck out tumor
>>27413793
>>27413825
NIgga. Don't go hating on something just because it isn't the same option as the rest. There are two for a reason.
>>27413804
Explain me what does it means
>>27413838
We don't want cheating bastards so gtfo
Well, Mind Break is great, so I pick 2. Here comes Lyra.
>>27413877
Write you fag
>>27413733
Get out
>>27413844
At this point, it is a mixture of option 1 and 2, where both you get sent to Equestria, and a pony gets sent to Earth.
>>27413909
>>27413909
Get the fuck out from my thread you scum
>>27413945
Not particularly interested in doing so. Sorry.
>>27413909
This is not the right thread you fag
>>27414003
No rules on making a third option for one story. Not that I saw at least.
>>27413981
>>27413909
>>27414019
Get the fuck out
>>27400507
probably option 1
>>27414019
Out
>>27414019
Get outNamefag
>>27414019
>>27414032
>>27414050
>>27414066
>>27414085
Let's just get something straightened out here. What's so bad about what I did that I need to leave because of it?
>>27414019
The story's great, ss2. Keep on writing, I'm interested to hear about what will happen with the pone in Anon's house. Will there be any conflicts between Anon and Spike?
>tl;dr, good story, keep on writing
>>27414019
>>27414136
You should do option 1 or 2
>>27414145
Kys
>when a writefag chooses option 1
>when a writefag chooses option 2 but his favorite pony is shit
>>27414154
>>27413920
>>27413945
>>27413825
>>27413868
>>27413906
>>27413987
>>27414003
>>27414032
>>27414050
>>27414066
>>27414085
Oh boy, samefagging. What a wonderful world.
>>27414182
Kys please, you will be an hero
>>27414176
>>27414197
samefag
>>27400507
Option 2:
>You broke the news to her upon arrival
>"I can't believe you would make such a deal! You took me away from my home! Friends! Family! What is wrong with you?!"
"I just wanted to meet you."
>"That's it? You stole me away from my world for that? I c-c-can't see my loved ones anymore for s-such a stupid, selfish reason?!"
>She breaks into tears
"I'm sorry."
>"Don't you dare! I don't even want to hear it! I can't believe I have to be caged and alone like this! Because of you!"
"You don't have to be."
>"Don't pretend I'm going to want company from my captor!"
"You can go back home."
>"B-But I- what? Y-You said-"
"I know what I said. You can't be seen by anyone other than me, or I lose you."
>Her eyes widen at this
>Bending down, you give your waifu a hug
"I love you."
>She's stunned silent
"I'm sorry I made you go through this. It was selfish, I know. I just wanted to see you, let you know how I felt. I know this is ultimately useless knowledge to you, but I just wanted a moment of happiness."
>"...Why didn't you just pick the other option? Come to Equestria yourself to do all this?"
"Uh, you really think I would risk hopping worlds with such boundaries and convince you to, well... I wouldn't do that to you."
>"That... definitely does sound like the poorer choice."
1/2
>>27414197
Mate, we don't need your shit here. Before you say anything 'bout me being >>27414145 or >>27414235, I ain't.
Now why don't you run along and leave the writefriends to do their things?
Better yet, why are you here if you don't like Anon getting sent to Equestria? You do realize that you have the ability to not read those posts, right?
Ah, but again, I am feeding the troll. There's no point, but might as well say what I was going to anyway.
>>27414136
Keep writing, man. A samefag can't bring you down. The story is good.
>>27414254
>You get up and open the front door
"We'll never see each other again after this."
>"Anonymous-"
"I had one wish. It was the best I could ever ask for."
>It takes her a moment to get up after that
>She strides over and places a hoof on your leg, smiling
>"I'm sorry, and thank you."
"For what? I should be the one apologizing and thanking you."
>"I'm sorry for ruining your moment of happiness. I should have listened all the way through instead of going off like that."
"It's not your fault. It's understandable. I'm not upset- well, I am that I made you feel that way, but-"
>"And thank you for letting me know how loved I am, even across space and time."
>You scratch your neck and look away
>She giggles
>"You're such an awkward fellow."
"Yeah. Yeah I am."
>"Goodbye, Anonymous."
"Goodbye,_______"
>She takes a step onto your porch
>A neighbor walking his dog happened to be passing by and spotted the two of you
>In barely a flash, she's gone
>"Hey, w-was that a pony next to you just then?"
>A tear makes its way down your cheek
"No. Just a happy memory."
2/2THUS ENDS THIS AUTISM
>>27414256
>Samefag
>cheating
KYS
>>27414253
Hey, buddy. You really believe I'm those Anons? Think what you want, but this image says otherwise.
>>27414301
The other two then
>>27414301
KEK I SAW THAT BLACK EDIT KYS
>>27414296
>>27414314
>>27414197
>>27414145
>>27414352
Samefag, kill yourself
>>27400507
i say 2
What the fuck is happening here?
>>27414139
>>27414256
Means a lot you two, thanks.
>>27414270
Inb4 your waifu is teleported to Hell where she will get assraped by satan
i have an idea
stop arguing about samefags and cheaters
noone gives a shit
you're all a royal waste of space and oxygen, fuck off
>>27414390
Write moar you fag
>>27414363
Some guy thinks I'm samefagging him.
My posts:
>>27414301
>>27414256
>>27414182
>>27414139
When this is posted I will make an image.I use the Tomorrow theme instead of Yotsuba B, it's easier on the eyes.
>>27414409
And here it is.Sorry for the spam, I just hate people shitting on option one, especially if it's the same guy.
I will stop now because this >>27414352 guy is really getting on my nerves.
Good day to you all, especially to you writefriends for riding this wave.
>>27414385
>tfw your waifu is transported from hell to literal hell
>tfw it's nicer there
>Satan even has a bigger cock than you
Yeah, ok.
>>27401786
>Twilight’s first question is a fairly simple one.
>”What did you mean earlier? About magic not existing, I mean. There are no ways here for anyone to cast spells?”
>You stop to choose your words carefully.
>Just as before, you can’t reveal how much you know.
“Well, I mean just what I said. Magic in the sense of being able to cast spells is just something we don’t have.”
>The next question is in the same vein as the last one.
>”What about other kinds of magic? Does your kind have some form of inner magic that helps you in your life?”
>You shake your head.
”Nope, none. Nada, zilch, zero.”
>Her mouth falls agape, surprise obvious on her face.
>”That’s so hard to imagine… A world with no magic…”
>Seeing a nearby window, she walks over and stands on her hind legs, keeping herself balanced using the windowsill.
>You give her a few minutes to take in the revelation before deciding to urge her to ask her next question.
“Anything else?”
>Maybe you’re not being sensitive enough right now, but you’ve always been one to get down to business.
>Her eyes look downwards, seemingly pondering her next question.
>”Do you know how I got here?”
>You simply shake your head.
“Not at all. I just came home and saw a sack on my doorstep. I took it inside and low and behold, there you were. Do you remember the last thing that happened before you got here?”
>Settling back down on all fours, she responds with a downtrodden look.
>”Not at all… One minute I was just tending my own business, the next, I’m here.”
>So, no leads there, then.
“I guess it’s time for a question of my own. From the sounds of it, you’re a long ways away from home. Possibly not even from this reality. Do you know of any spells or magic or something that can help you get back?”
>You really don’t know what the thread meant about the rule of being seen by another human besides yourself.
>It sounded pretty fucking ominous, if you were to be asked.
>Something like “She’ll be taken away, never to be seen again.”
>>27414827
>Yeah, that’s never good sounding.
>Again, that’s just assuming that you aren’t just tripping out really bad.
>Once again, Twilight shakes her head, looking as down as before.
>“Not even a bit. The only rare occurrence that we’ve actually had the ability to travel dimensions, they were through certain objects imbued with magic. I’ve never had the chance to see one, and they were all made by wizards past my time.”
>The reality of her predicament suddenly dawns on her and her pupils begin to shrink as panic sets in.
>”Oh no… I just realized…”
>You give her a questioning look.
>”If I can’t get home immediately, then that means I’m stuck here..! And if I’m stuck here that means I don’t have a place to stay… I’m going to be in an unfamiliar world with nowhere to go-!”
>She starts pacing back and forth while biting at one of the feathers of her wings, considering the bad possibilities of this alien world.
>You try to interrupt.
“Hold up there starbutt. I may hear a lot of things, but one thing I didn’t hear is me telling you that you couldn’t stay here for a while.”
>It shouldn’t be too hard to keep this pony a secret, really.
>Your parents’ old house here has a nice fence around it to deter any peepshows, and your yard is nice and big for if she wants to get out for some air.
>Raising her head back up to meet your eyes, you can see a bit of relief on her face.
>”Really? Are you sure you’re fine with that?”
>You shrug with a nod.
“I’m fine with it as long as you are. I mean, it’s just a lone male and female sharing the same house, how bad could it be?”
>Twilight gives a light giggle, luckily picking up on your humor.
>”Thank you, I appreciate you doing this. You really didn’t have to.”
>Well, you might have brought her here, so the least you could do is give her a place to stay, right?
“It’s no problem, really. You’re in a bit of a dirty situation, and I’ve got the resources to help.”
>You look closer at her.
>>27414836
“Speaking of dirty… I don’t mean to be insulting, but I think you’ve definitely had cleaner days. You wanna go clean yourself up? Bathroom’s right around the corner.”
>The alicorn looks down at her matted coat, what looks to be splotches of dirt and maybe even some grass stains littering it all over.
>Her mane doesn’t seem to be any better either, with twigs and more dirt scattered throughout.
>A look of minor disgust appears on her face.
>”I think I’d like that.”
I think I'll start working on the other story for a bit, now.
>>27413733
>That little shit.
>This crime against your ego can't go unpunished. There will be Hell to pay.
>You knock twice as hard as last time, punctuating it with a phrase.
"The fuck did you just say you little dragon shit?!"
>Spike opens the door in an angry fashion.
>"I said BEAT IT!"
"And I say you go pull your head out of your tiny little ass before I use my foot to do it for you, shitnugget!"
>Spike breathes fire at you as you hold out a hand in defense. Surely people were looking at this, right?
>It wasn't very hot though, as it didn't even burn the hair on your arm.
"Ha! Take that you son of a bitch!"
>He slams the door once more before locking it.
>Wait it was unlocked?
>Oh right, Library.
>Soon enough you cool off to the point where you can knock politely.
"Okay, look. I just need to see Twilight about something, so can you please let me in?"
>Spike sighs angrily from the other side of the door before opening it.
>"Buddy, let me lay to you straight. I don't know who told you to come here, but Twilight's not here. She disappeared not too long ago. If you need something, go... I don't know, anywhere but here."
>The fuck?
"Uh, so why did I get a message from somebody asking me to see Twilight for them, dragon shit?"
>"I dunno, why did you?"
>You fucking hate this shithead of a dragon.
>You show Spike your book.
"Listen. I need to see somebody for this shit! I've got this book, and-"
>Spike grabs hold of the book, and looks at it inquisitively, before giving you the go ahead to come inside.
>And by gives you the go ahead, shitlord here just pulls you inside. By the leg.
>And it would be your injured one, too.
>"Where'd you get that book?"
"Wait, you mean you know this book?"
>To be honest, nothing really surprised you much at this point.
>"That piece of garbage you call a book is what Twilight disappeared with!"
>Nothing is ever simple, is it?
>>27415136
>Aw shit. This just made more sense. And in turn got more complicated.
"So that explains why she was telling me to go here."
>"What are you talking about?"
"This book. It's magic or something. I got one in the mail before I signed my name and *POOF* I'm in this world now!"
"The same must've happened with Twilight. But how...?"
>Spike's face would have priceless to you if you didn't understand why he was making it. He must have been just as confused.
>"So your saying Twilight is... she's... what is even going on anymore!?"
>You wish you had the answer.
"Look, Spike."
>"How do you know my name?"
"Long story. Anyway, I need you to write the princesses. Get them in here some how. They might be able to sort all this shit out."
>Spike, ignoring your blatant dance around the subject of your knowledge of MLP, runs off to get a quill and some parchment.
>...
"Okay, read that aloud. I want to make sure it's good."
>Spike clears his throat.
>"Dear Princess, I know I said I didn't have anything on the part of Twilight's disappearance, but we've just got some new info. Some big info! It would take too long to explain here. Please come to Ponyville, ASAP! From, Spike."
>That pretty much sums it up.
"Good, now send it out."
>Spike rolls it up into a cylinder, before breathing fire onto it.
>It catches fire, said fire turning into a wisp-like line that flies through the window.
>And goddamn it was hotter than Satan's hairy red asshole.
>You slump down into a chair, though almost immediately Spike begins to heave.
>You're a bit puzzled.
"Uh, Spike? You need some help there, buddy?"
>Out of nowhere he burps up fire. Near your face. Thank fuck it wasn't as hot as sending the letter.
>"I HATE that part so much...!"
"You think I enjoyed that?!"
>Another scroll falls to the ground, and you pick it up.
>Opening it reveals a short reply.
>>"Luna and I will be there shortly."
>Signed, Princess Celestia.
>>27415148
And with that post, this story has officially reached 40k characters. About 7 1/2 thousand words.
>>27415201
It's great. I am really enjoying this story so far.
>>27414856
I am enjoying this
For anybody reading what I write, Should I
A. Work on one story in particular?
B. Work on them both?
C. Fuck off entirely?
>>27415402
Well, definitely not C, your stories are great. I don't really have a say in the matter, but I suggest that you write what you want. Your stories are interesting and I don't care what they are as long as I get to read more of your work.
>>27415402
A: do option 1 with Cadence
>>27415494
Actually I meant between the two I'm already doing. I can only do so many seperate stories at a time. Thanks for the suggestion, though!
>>27415521
>>27415519
K then
>>27415494
I love infidelity
>>27415422
Do trixie
>>27415494
>>27415539
We've got ourselves a samefag here, folks.
Do us a favor and get the fuck out. Or at least remove your damn name if you aren't going to provide any content for the thread.
>>27415931
I wanted to post it in another thread you idiot
>>27415935
>This damage control
You've been found out. Just give it up and stop posting.
>>27415954
Nope, you.
I already knew someone would have done this btw.
>>27415644
I wish I could but I have literally zero talent as a writer. Perhaps you should ask a real writefriendaka not me
>>27415997
JUST DO IT EVERYONE HAS A START
>>27415984
>Argument literally reduced to no u
Thought so.
>>27416657
It was Page 10 jesus christ
Page 7 bump
>>27416008
This, I thought I was terrible at writing. Wrote some one shot green as either a joke or bait for other writers, but people ended up wanting me to continue. I'm not wring currently because I'm busy lately and I'm slow to write. Maybe I'll be back soon, bonus points if you know who I am.
>>27392922
>You’ve walked out of the bedroom, deciding to give the occupant some time to wake up and get herself together
>The kitchen smells of fresh cooking, something you have always enjoyed, an opposite you draw with some members of your family.
>They’d always insist on venting it out. You’d insisted that they were in need of a psychological evaluation.
>You arrive at the table shortly, and prepare for the meal ahead.
>Opening up the butter, you scrape some off with the knife and smear some on your pancake.
>For yours, you pour some syrup over the top and begin digging in.
>It isn’t long until you hear the strange new sound of hooves clopping on your tiled floor.
>You hope like hell this isn’t going to lead to scratches.
>Seeing this cartoon character walk through your kitchen is still one of the most surreal things you’ve experienced so far.
>You smile at her.
“Didn’t have any trouble finding the place, I hope.”
>Fluttershy shakes her head, wearing a soft smile of her own.
>”Oh no, not at all.”
>When she reaches the table, you scoot out a seat for her.
>What? These seats are big, heavy, AND hard to move across the floor, even for you. She’s smaller than them. You aren’t reaching maximum fedora tippidge just yet.
>After fluttering up to the chair, you move her in closer to the table.
“I wasn’t too sure what all you might like on yours. I might have some whipped cream in the fridge, or some strawberries I could still chop up. I’m kind of boring when it comes to food.”
>Well, at least in comparison to some of the stuff you’ve seen in the show. You’d like to at least consider yourself not bland in taste.
>”Oh, that’s okay, I couldn’t ask for more than you’ve already given. Thank you for the food, it smells great!”
>You offer a shrug.
“It was nothing, really.”
>No, really, it was nothing. Just add water to the powder, mix, then cook.
>They probably don’t have the all in one mix in Equestria, though.
>>27417048
>After putting some butter of her own onto her serving, Fluttershy begins to reach towards the bottle of syrup, only to be stopped by the shortness of her own front arm.
>You kind of just let it happen, chewing on a bite of your food before you realize that she could probably use some help.
>Quickly, you lean over and pass the bottle to her.
>She takes it with an embarrassed smile and a faint blush.
>Once her flapjack is covered with syrup, her next action surprises you just a bit.
>She goes headfirst into the plate, then back up, emerging with a piece of the food in her mouth.
>Right. Ponies. Hooves.
>Minutes pass as the only sound in the room is that of chewing, and the occasional clank of silverware.
>Now would be a great time to strike up a conversation.
“So… How’s about we get to know each other a little better?”
>An apprehensive look is cast your way, the food in her mouth swallowed like a large pill with no water.
“Here, I’ll start. My name is Anonymous. You can just call me Anon for short, though. I like to relax at home on quiet evenings after a long day of work, though I also enjoy the occasional outing with friends whenever we’re in the same place.”
>Gee, sounded like you just sat up a dating profile there, bro.
>Whatever.
>You list off a few of your interests, along with your job.
“So, that’s about it for me. What about you?”
>Hesitantly swallowing, the butter colored pony speaks.
>”W-well… My name is Fluttershy. I like to interact and take care of… animals…”
>Her sentence trails off at the last word, but you can still hear it.
“Interesting. Do you have any pets?”
>”W-well, I have a bunny. His name is Angel…”
>You faintly remember that white puffball. If you aren’t wrong, that rabbit’s name betrayed its personality.
“Any others?”
>Almost as if composing a list in her head, she looks down at her plate, only a small bit of the once large pancake remaining.
>Then she lists off what animals she takes care of.
>>27417052
>They range all the way from mice to bears.
>In all your life, you’ve never heard one living being list off as many different creatures as she has just now.
>”But I just take care of them, they’re not really pets. They’re my furry little friends! I take care of them until they can find a good, loving home.”
>She’s much more opened up, now.
“That’s good to hear that you care for them like that.”
>The pony nods and points at her rear end.
>”In fact, that’s what my cutie mark symbolizes.”
>Your eyes fall to the three butterflies on her flank.
“Cutie mark, eh? Can’t say I’ve heard of those before. What’s that all about?”
>She goes on to summarize how each pony earns one specific to them whenever they find their special talent.
>Honestly, you kind of zoned out seeing as you already know about all that.
>Then, she goes on to tell you how she got hers.
>Again, something you know about, but it’s still interesting to hear it be told to you first hand.
>You try not to laugh at the fact that she opened her story up the exact same way as she did in that one episode.
>Which also leads to her telling you about the rest of her friends and how they got theirs.
>Though these were much shorter summaries, seeing as they weren’t her own.
>After the discussion, you take the empty plates from the table and over to the sink.
>Returning to the table, you find your guest staring down at her hooves, much more downtrodden than a moment ago.
>Something tells you that you know what’s going on here.
Ayy, I actually got two different updates out in one night.
Comments and criticism are greatly appreciated.
>>27416999
>trips
Give me the thread of your green
>>27417060
Something is in the air, and it's not industrial gas or the Sting of shit.
>>27417393
Stink*
>>27417393
>>27417406
Oh, but it IS the stink of shit...I call it my writing :^)
>>27417464
Kek. Moar
I want moar luna and moar celeestia
>>27417720
Speaking of which, not going to be able to write today or tomorrow, but I have a 3 day weekend coming up, and if I have enough of a drive I might be able to writeall the way to the end
but yeah stay tuned later for sunhorse, whoever's wanting it
>>27417742
>Ending this early the ride
Before you do it, give us a good clop.
>>27417773
fuck off namefag
>>27417810
This
>>27417773
>>27417810
>>27415984
Seriously. It's people like these twats that are driving some of the good writers away.
>>27417824
Then i remove my name
>>27417894
It is much appreciated, friend
I WANT GREEN
>>27418180
ME TOO
>>27410024
Fair enough. I'll keep going and see what happens.
Fuck guys sorry I had a shit day at work, came home, got high as a kite, and played vidya. Totally forgot I could just write my frustrations away. I'm here for a bit now though.
>>27409636
>The light of the sun, a magnificent orange and red hue, comes cascading into your living room.
>It's glorious rays paint the canvas of the sky outside, creating a wondrous piece of art that would leave the greatest minds of the Renaissance absolutely flabbergasted.
>These very glorious rays spread slowly into your face, featuring you as it's next greatest masterpiece.
>You wake to it's workings, groggily attempting to gain your bearings.
>As you yawn and open your eyes fully, the sun continues it's slow journey into the sky, flooding the room with more of it's splendorous light.
>You walk to the window and close the fucking curtains.
>Those shouldn't even be open.
>You hate sunlight fucking up your vision of the TV when you actually watch it.
>It's 7:00 a.m. and you feel as if you got knocked out by Bruce Lee last night.
>Why do you feel like fucking hell?
>You can't quite remember as you flop back down ont-
"GOD FUCKING SHIT ASS CUNT WHORE!!!"
>You hit your fucked up shoulder into the sofa and end up falling over onto the ground instead.
>What in the niggly wiggly FUCK is wrong with your shoulder???
>There is a disturbance in the force.
>You hear someone gasp and a shuffling of bed sheets.
>You reach for your shotgun that you conveniently knocked over with you as you fell to the ground and luckily had not gone off in the process.
>Before your hand touches the gun, your memory comes back from the night before.
>It is a painful process as you also remember your head injury.
>You sit there frozen for a moment before slowly turning your head towards the door.
>Just as a bluish cloud of magic covers the knob and it squeaks lightly as it turns.
>>27400507
I'd say 1.
>>27418422
>The door opens and your eyes get a little wider as you put the final pieces of the story together in your head and you realize it was not a dream at all.
>A pair of huge blue eyes peer wearily into the living room and focus in on you.
>She stares at you for a moment, contemplating.
>You simply stare back as if you are frozen in that position still reaching for your gun.
>"...tch. And I was truly hoping it was all a simple foalish dream."
>With that, she turns back to her room closing the door behind her with her magic.
>That went well.
> You manage to get yourself situated and head to the kitchen.
>You need caffeine, pain killers, and alcohol preferably mixed together.
>You slap some of that good shit into your machine.
>You buy the gourmet expensive stuff because when you drink it, you wanna taste it.
> But you know whats on your mind right now?
>It AIN'T the coffee in your kitchen.
>It's the blue horse in your bedroom.10 points to whoever knows this movie.
>You pour yourself some coffee and mix in some Irish cream.
>You grab some painkillers from your bathroom cabinet on your way to your room.
>You have a little bit of researching to do.
>Your room looks like hell, and you can clearly see a bit of blood and hair stuck to where the glass cover hit you.
>Your computer, for some reason, survived the quake.
>Your monitor is cracked on the side, but still usable.
>For the next couple of hours, you browse for the thread from the night before.
>It isn't too difficult to find in the archives, and you read through it thoroughly.
>You look for another thread like it in the catalog, refreshing every few moments and rechecking.
>You are about to post a similar one to see if you can attract the attention of the OP or even anyone else who may have been effected by it in a similar way, but decide this might only cause even more damage than is possibly already done.
>>27409439
BTW Trixiefap, I'm loving your shit so far. You inspire me to stop being such a lazy faggot and keep writing.
>>27418581
>You gain nothing really from the thread other than the ramblings of a few anons and the rules themselves, which you quickly copy and paste into a word document for later.
>You also get rid of any and all evidence of your pony porn stash, which you totally do not have, and sit back with a huff.
>Well shit.
>This looks like it's the real deal.
>You swivel back around to the hallway and look to the door where a sleeping pony lay.
>You feel pretty shitty of course.
>This is technically your fault.
>You were the dumbass who just had to post in that thread.
>But what about that freaky evil fuck?
>Were they the real reason for this?
>Why would they do this?
>Are they some weird villain that literally bent space time between earth and a bunch of ideas of writers?
>Why the FUCK would they post all of this on a stupid image board on the internet?
>This train of thought hurts your head even more, and you decide to get more coffee.
>As you are walking back to the kitchen for round 3, the secondary bedroom door slowly opens up again and Luna takes a few steps out before seeing you approaching.
>That same deep look, somewhere between anger and contemplation.
>It's pretty unsettling.
"Good morning..."
>You try to sound as nice as you possibly can.
>Her look doesn't change.
"I brewed some coffee. It's really good. Would you like any?"
>Nothing.
"...okay well uh...I'm gonna go grab some more. You are welcome to join me."
>You say as you continue walking.
>"...why?"
>You stop mid stride.
"Why what?"
>"Why are you treating me so? Have you not imprisoned me? Are you truly that unafraid of my power that you do not even attempt restraining me?"
>Well that sounds kinda hot but...
>>27418701
"Well, no and yes. I didn't ACTUALLY take you away, and I have a pretty good idea of what you are capable of. What good would it do even if I tried? Anything I could possibly do would be useless to stop you."
>"Then you truly are a simpleton! For what purpose did thou summon us here if thou canst even defend thineself from us?"
"I didn't frickin summon you here, either."
>You sorta did but don't want to admit that right now.
>"Thine attitude and language is disgraceful in the face of a princess"
"Yes well it's been a horribly long time since I held council with a princess. Forgive me if my manners are not up to par. Also, this is my kingdom sweetheart."
>You really should stop being such a grumpy fuck in front of your pony waifu.
>"S-SWEETHEART?!?! How DARE you!"
>Ugh.
>Okay, damage control dude, she's had it FAR worse than you have.
>You breathe deeply and close your eyes for a moment before turning to her, your hand behind your neck.
"Okay. I'm sorry. I really truly am and I apologize. I'm kind of not really good at socializing with...well anyone. You've gone through hell and I'm being kind of a di-...uh...jerk. Well a lot of a jerk. I'm still trying to process everything that's happened, and it's stressing me the hell out cause none of it makes any sense. And you don't trust me at all and I understand that completely, I wouldn't if I were in your position. And I really don't wanna piss you off because you're you, and you're amazing and beaut-...um...awesome. I mean you are awesome."
>The fuck did that just come from?
>You hope she didn't notice, but as you look back into her eyes, you see her eyes widen for a moment and a very small blush forming.
>"Thou...you are...forgiven. For now."
>You can work with that.
"Well...I am starving right now. I need to get something into me to make up for all this blood I've lost."
>You continue walking back and bump into the corner on your way like a fucking idiot.
>With your bad arm of course.
"FUCKING SHIT!"
Well shit. I fell asleep some time around 8 last night. Didn't even get a chance to work on my backlog.
>>27418801
>You blurt out, dropping your coffee mug.
>It shatters on the floor sending pieces of it everywhere.
>"Are thou alright?"
>She actually sounds a bit worried for you.
"Gah...no. Not at all. My shoulder...it's..."
>She approaches you from behind.
>You feel a strange sensation and see a blue haze covering your vision.
"...wha-huh?"
>You say looking around you for a moment in confusion.
>You feel your arm being moved and it is NOT pleasant.
"...ow ow ow OW OW OW FUCKING OW OW O-"
*CLUNK*
>Wut
>That hurt like a mother fucker, but you suddenly have heightened mobility in your bum arm.
>Bum arm has evolved into...useful limb!
"What the...what was that...?"
>"It was dislocated. I can't imagine the discomfort you had. Was it like that for long?"
>How in the hell does she know that?
>Clearly she was right, but you never expected her to know exactly what to do about it.
"Yea it happened last night. How did you do that?"
>"Your form is similar to that of the minotaurs in my realm. I have witnessed the very same injury many times in the past during their festivals. They tend to become very...difficult when intoxicated."
>You imagine a bunch of Iron Will's getting together at a bar and getting into a drunken brawl for a moment and cringe at the thought.
"That was incredible. It feels worlds better. Thank you!"
>"T'was a simple task..."
>She looks away from you at your praise.
>Her horn glows once again as she magics together your coffee cup and it comes floating back to you in one piece again.
>My god, how many times that little trick would have been helpful in the past.
"You know, for someone who doesn't trust me at all, you sure know how to help a guy out."
>"It is simply a repayment of your favors! Look no further into it."
>You let that slide for now.
>You've finally got her talking in a normal tone to you for the most part, let's not blow it.
"Well it's very much appreciated."
>>27418896
>You continue on to your kitchen where you begin digging out what fruits you have.
>Can't go full bacon in front of an herbivore.
>Especially one with extreme magical abilities.
>"We do still have a few questions if thou will hear us."
"Of course."
>"You say this is a separate realm from Equestria. Where is this Earth?"
"Solar system, somewhere in the Milky Way galaxy. Couldn't tell you from there, didn't really get too much into astrophysics."
>The look on her face shows that she has no idea what you are talking about.
"Uh...it's kinda hard to explain this but...I sorta know where your "realm" is."
>She looks to you hopefully.
>Now was probably not the best time to bring this up but you are a fucktard and there is no taking it back now.
>"Where?"
>She asks you, her voice full of hope.
>You cringe back a bit and try to decide how to best unfuck this situation you just made.
"Um...it's...a little easier if I just show you. It's a little complicated. Have something to eat first, you had a rough night."
>You say taking a large bite out of an apple you grabbed.
>She looks at you incredulously before her stomach rumbles loudly.
>She blushes heavily and hovers an apple of her own over to herself, thanking you for your generosity in the process.
>You walk over to the couch where you spent all of last night, moving your shotgun out of the way.
"This is gonna sound completely crazy, and it is. It's some new level, totally bonkers, weirder than any magic you have ever heard of until now, nutty story."
>She comes around the other side of the couch and looks to you as you speak.
"I...we...humans...know of your kind. But not in the way you might think. There are ponies in this, uh, realm, but they are nothing like the ponies you know. They are not sapient beings. And there is no pegasi or unicorns or alicorns. As far as what you are used to...well, you are supposed to be a thing of fiction."
>She takes in your words and her face scrunches up as she analyzes it all.
>>27418985
>She waits for you to continue.
"As far as the rest of Earth is concerned, there have never been any known beings like you outside of fairy tales. One such fairy tale, one that has only recently came to light, actually speaks of a few ponies that you actually know of. Which is what makes this so strange. This is a world that has not been around for that long, and you being real and being here...well it just defies everything. We aren't even supposed to have real magic here which makes everything you can do all the more incredible."
>She is looking more and more confused as you speak.
>The mention of no magic in this world makes her shake her head as if it has to be a lie, but when she realizes you are being completely serious, she looks afraid.
>You feel a sinking feeling in your chest.
>She's endured more than enough and this is weighing pretty heavily on her.
"I-it's not all bad though! The story that it portrays to our world. It's changed thousands of peoples lives for the better!"
>SPEECH CHECK FAILED
>"...we are nothing but entertainment to you?"
"Well it's a bit more complicated than that, but."
>"Is this a trick? Another insult?! Dost thou really take me for some kind of foolish little pony?!?!"
>Why do you suck at this so much?
"NO! It's not-that's not-...I just want to help, okay? This is seriously screwed up and I want to fix it, but I don't know how to and right now, I'm just trying to make you feel better. I'm only telling you the truth of what I know."
>She considers this for a moment and her wings are folded back once more.
>"Fine. Show us this story."
LATER! WATCHING PONIES WITH A PONY!
What could possibly go wrong with an emotionally unstable magical being???
Goodmorningpeople. Sleep.
>>27419039
Whatever he does, he better not show her the S1 openers.
option one has the significant benefits of:
-not tearing my favorite pone away from her friends
-not creating a secret that must be kept from everyone
For me, option one has no drawbacks. I could live in a peaceful world where i can't have sex for a few reasons, foremost being that magic would be real. The OP said nothing about any pones not falling in love with me (just no sex). The OP also said nothing about cuddling, and i've read Tantric Derpy.
(Tantric Derpy: http://pastebin.com/kTGvAGqD)
I live out in the country, on over 34 acres of land. At least I'd be able to let Luna go outside, I feel bad for anybody choosing option 2 while living in a city or town
bomp
bump again
son of a bitch, bump
Anyone alive?
>>27419039
>She watches you closely as you turn on your tv.
>You are glad the wall mounts for some reason didn't break off like the roof did.
>you bring up Netflix on the Xboner.
>Let's see here...seasons, episodes...what would be the best option?
>You decide that you should probably play something that she would recognize easily.
>She watches on the screen dumbfounded at the still pictures that scroll past.
>You come to a decision that makes enough sense.
>Luna Eclipsed.
>As the episode begins, you look to the princess that is currently about to watch herself.
"You uh...might wanna sit down for this."
>Without taking her eyes from the screen, she lowers herself back onto the couch next to you.
>As the episode plays out, you shift uncomfortably next to here watching for any reaction.
>She stays glued to the screen, unblinking as if in a trance for the duration.
>The episode ends and the credits begin rolling as that god forsaken song plays in the background.
>You pause before the countdown for the next episode begins.
>And now, we wait.
>The televisions spell is momentarily broken and Luna blinks rapidly a few times.
>She looks down and then slowly turns her head to you and stares for a long moment.
>"This is...this must be a trick of some sort. Some arcane magic. It was as if we were watching a memory!"
"There is no magic in this world. Even friendship is a pretty difficult thing to come by. Like I said, as far as we know, you...aren't even supposed to be real. But you being here in front of me changes a whole lot and brings up even more questions."
Gotta go nigs. Fucking work. Keep her alive for me, won't you?
>>27424407
Keep up the good work, I'll try to put something out while you are gone if anyone wants.
>>27424423
Huh, my name never went through. THis post was me.
>>27400507
>but in time she will grow on you
pony is a fungus confirmed
Madonna bump
I play too much XCOM. I'll try to actually write now.
>>27426118
I am waiting nig
>>27426118
And I got way too caught up on another project. I feel ya, man.
I WANT GREEN
>>27426863
And I want make green.
>>27427278
Is lewd coming?
WHERE THE FUCK ARE THE WRITEFAGS AT?
>>27427705
Fucking your mum
>>27427727
HILARIOUS AND ORIGINAL
>>27427705
Out to lunch. We're at a pizza place.
>>27427749
Nice
>>27427705
Working on it "write" now... heh... heh...
>>27427727
Actually got me to laugh
>>27427727
Shitty response, good pic
>>27427278
Pls moar
>>27427898
>When you triforce just right.
>>27417060
>Instinctively, you squat down at her side to meet her eyes.
“You’re worried, aren’t you?”
>Sullenly she nods her head.
>”I’m afraid… I might never get back… What if I never…”
>Her words falter a bit as she has trouble choking out the next sentence.
>”…See my friends, or my family again..?”
>Instant guilt.
>Just add water.
>You really don’t know what to do or say.
>This is possibly your own doing.
>Jesus Crispy Christ, all you were doing was being an idiot online!
>This is why you hate people that take stuff literally.
>You say something dumb that shouldn’t be taken seriously, then the next thing you know, they’ve managed to travel across dimensions, kidnap one of the inhabitants, and throw them through your window.
>Worst part about it? You weren’t even shitposting this time, so it’s not like retribution for anything you’ve done.
>Guess you should be thankful this didn’t turn out worse.
>The torrent of self-pity is driven away when you notice a single tear running down the face of the mare in the seat.
>”I hope they at least notice I’m gone…”
>A sense of minor shock hits you at that comment.
>For something like that to come out of her mouth, this whole situation must be taking a much bigger toll on her mind than you thought.
>What you’ve seen on the show tells you that with how strong their friendship is, a thought like this should never occur to her.
>It’s something you can’t just let go by unattended.
“Hey now, don’t give up already. You haven’t even been here twenty four hours yet. Your friends surely haven’t forgotten about you already; and if what you’ve told me about them is true, they never would. I mean, you have all of the perfect elements to make a great lasting friendship, and that’s hard to break.”
>By some miracle, your weak words of wisdom manage to strike a chord and you see the pony’s eyes light up a bit.
>>27428997
>”Elements… Oh my, that’s right!”
>What’s she blabbing about..?
>”I can’t believe I forgot… We held the Elements of Harmony for a reason..!”
>Oh right, the magical MacGuffins.
>You really didn’t mean to remind her of those, but hey, looks like luck was on your side today!
“As for getting you back, I see it this way: If something managed to bring you into this world, there’s definitely a method of travel. Most methods of travel have a way to go in reverse. We’ve just got to find it.”
>Much easier said than done, that’s for damn sure.
>She looks back up at you, eyes still glistening with leftover tears.
>Now however, you see something else in them. The signs of renewed hope shine through along with a smile.
>”You really think so..?”
>Scratching the back of your head, you respond.
“I’m not gonna lie. It’s going to be difficult, nearing on impossible. But I’ll do my best to help.”
>Her face doesn’t fall, and you aren’t sure whether to feel happy or guilty because of it.
>”I’m happy that you’re here to help… I-I can’t thank you enough.”
>Once more you see face light up with happiness when she speaks her next sentence.
>”Plus, my friends will be working to find me, too!”
>You didn’t think of that.
>A society that actually understands portals and magic is a lot better than a single man with an average day job.
>You smile.
“That’s very true! Heck, by the time you leave, you’ll be able to forget about me in a day or two!”
>Flashing a smile towards Fluttershy, you get a small giggle from her.
>Good, crisis averted for mow.
>Seeing the snow let up outside of your kitchen, you are reminded of the broken porthole in the other room.
>Better put a to-do list together for today.
Short update today because I suck.
As always, critique and comments are much appreciated.Like and Sucscribe
>>27429016
Give us clop before end this
>>27429016
Liked and Subscribed.
Okay, now that my game dev time is through, lets write some sh- what the fuck did I do all day?
>>27429088
Nigga, they just met. That's gonna be a while.
>>27429202
Please don't, your green is shit.
>>27429259
Giving reasons why it's shit would be better than just saying it's shit.
>>27429289
>no genitals
>>27429293
So basically because it's option 1? (even though it isn't) I mean, if it's genuinely shit, tell me why. I'd love to fix it.
>>27401405
This man thonks outside the box... To get into the box!
>>27429321
1: add genitals
2: Il mondo di oggi, non ho mai fatto, non è un problema di come sono andate le cose che non si può fare.
Add thoose and the story will be good
>>27429408
>2: Il mondo di oggi, non ho mai fatto, non è un problema di come sono andate le cose che non si può fare.
ayy
>>27429443
Italian?
>>27429459
Nah, you just made me chuckle really hard. More than it should have.
>>27429495
أنا سعيد لأنك ضحك :-)
>>27429408
for non italian speakers
>>27429673
T9 my little Tony :-)
I am expecting green gits
>>27429887
Me too.
Three days and one 3DS binge later I am here
Getting to work if this thread is still alive
>>27430295
Welcome back! Thread is still going.
Also, I gotta get around to playing MM3D now.
>>27430295
can't wait for dry anal
>>27430385
can't wait for virginity loss
>>27430385
Definitely do if you can. Won't harp about it here too much, but fuck me do they ever give MM some welcome polishes.
>>27430409
Dry not so much, anal though, maybe
If lewd stuff is even permissible
>>27430432
bring it on
>>27430432
give anon anal also
>>27430555
Trips demand this
>>27424407
>"I still must question how this realm works without any magic. How does your sun and moon rise if not with the help of an alicorn princess? How do your creatures survive the wilds? How do you keep balance and stability for your realm when threatened by outside forces?"
"That list will take a while. So I think I'll just show you Wikipedia later."
>"And for that matter, how did this device show us visions of my home if not through magic?"
>Her questions go on as you slowly rise to your feet, but they are hardly aimed at you anymore.
>"And if not for magic, how did I come here?"
>This one makes your mind wander.
>There isn't really a good scientific explanation for that.
"I guess it could have been the red eyed freak but we still haven't seen them around so it makes it kinda hard to ask."
>"We never had a chance to discuss that."
"Thank the pig for that."
>"You have large talking pigs as your constables? No wonder you did not want me to be seen."
"Not literally, it's just a joke."
>"He was...quite unpleasant I must admit. It was why I followed your advice to seek concealment."
"Yea. They're real fucks if they don't have their morning coffee and donuts."
>"Must you always use such vulgar language?"
"Right, sorry, whatever. Evil red eyed thingie. Friend of yours?"
>"I should hope not. There are not many who contain such a power to send us to another realm."
>Plenty of them have enough power to kick you and your sisters asses though.
"So you think it's something from your world? Because we don't have teleportation. And we definitely don't have interdimentional travel."
>"Nor we. Though I could name a few who would attempt."
"Might as well go down the list."
>"This sounds like something a pony I know would do."
"Yea. Me too."
>"..."
"I...kinda watched...like a lot of the show? And there is a lot of focus on the elements of harmony."
>"This concerns me greatly."
"You and Fox News."
Fuck I just can't focus. My writing sucks right now.
>>27431516
MOARRRRR
>>27431688
FINE JEEZ
>>27431516
>After a quick cleanup on the bandages and some more substantial food (pancakes, nothing fancy), you begin the long process of cleaning up your disaster of a house.
>Luna for the most part, lounges on the couch watching several more episodes.
>From what it looks like, the majority of the damage was centered around your room, the epicenter right where the red eyed thing stood.
>It's strange that it could somehow contain the carnage to such a small location, at least according to Luna.
>The shaking would indicate that the rupture in time-space was very unstable and if anything had gone wrong, the two realities would have effectively devoured each other.
>Sort of like two black holes colliding or something.
>She somehow shrugs this off with relative ease.
>Ancient bitches be crazy you guess.
>After several hours of work, you have hardly made much of a dent in everything.
>Luna is already about to tear into another season, completely transfixed on every detail. >She asks out loud several times how these 'writers' somehow know all about their lives in exact detail without having ever met them.
>Before you start an existential crises and potential gods, you instead opt to just shrug.
>You flop down on the couch with her, offering up a glass of lemonade.
>It's a pretty hot day out today, and you have your A/C running high.
>The new cuts and nicks on you do nothing to help out your cleaning process.
>She gladly takes it via magic, which still blows your mind to see in person.
>"You are quite generous. Thank you...er...?"
>Jesus fuck, you literally have not even introduced yourself since this whole mess began.
>You really are socially inept.
>You get back to your feet once more, putting your own drink down as you do.
"Anon E. Moose. Just Anon works. A pleasure to meet you in person."
>You give a low bow during your introduction which she chuckles at.
>She humors you regardless and gives a light bow of her own.
>>27431919
Awesome, moar please?
>>27430432
i fucking want moar
>>27432172
I want it too but that fag is occupied in licking balls :(
>>27431919
>it's getting cute
Ahhhhh shit
>>27430432
I fucking loved MM3D. Was a lot better than OOT 3D imo
since nobody is writing, i want to share this story.
once I met a very fat hooker on the corner of a street. I wanted to fuck someone and I asked her " how much?" She replied: " 100 usd". Ok, we have a deal. Come to my hotel I told her. as soon as we were in the bedroon, I tried to have anal sex with her. I tried to put my penis into her anus but something went wrong. I started feeling pain. wtf? Then I put my hand inside her anus to realise what was wrong inside it. I found an entire bicycle. It's true believe. I asked her: "how can you keep a bike inside you ass? She replied: " I could not find parking". It's a true story. I will
>>27432563
I will never fuck an hooker again. Now I am gay.*
>>27432172
Me too
