Because there's more than one global conflict in the history books.
America, you're still forbidden from entering, you guys always arrive late or manage to screw something up.
>>27584200
Is this new WWI general, General?
>>27585356
As much as I like the topic, I hope not.Shouldn't we allow them burgers into our club? Maybe we could have more green flowing then.
>>27566344
November 25, 1917
It has been a few days since I last did this, but there hasn’t been too much to write about. It’s been raining all week, which has been lovely. I have just been taking pictures of nearly unchanging trenches without a care in the world. I haven’t heard an aircraft’s engine in days, and it feels great! Maybe if I’m lucky it’ll keep raining until they have to end the war! Well that is the hope anyway. But they say this won’t last forever, and even if it did, they’d just start fighting on boats. Anon tells me there are great steel ships at sea that do battle with one another with guns that fire shells the size of me. It’s incredible, but with the human’s proclivity for creating new means of fighting each other, I don’t doubt him.
Without any way to fly in this weather the pilots have been taking turns teaching the recruits. I’ve made it a regular thing, to join their classes. Most don’t seem to mind, since I have no other duties around base other than to spy on the enemy in the morning. The lessons have been boring at times, highlighted by brief moments of true interest. The theory and lectures are the most boring parts to me, and it would seem the class agrees when I see them staring into space as a pilot talks about the best way to angle yourself compared to the sun. But the interesting parts, at least to me, are when we get to interact with the instructors. Mock dog fights, question and answer, and stories are the best. I also like listening to the various aircraft descriptions. What makes our Sopwith Camel’s better than the German Albatrosses, why their new triplane is a thing to recon with, and the easiest ways to identify between the different fighters they have. All very useful if you ask me.
>>27586397
It was during one of Freddie’s monologues that I realized what I should get him. He was wearing an old scarf, nothing special about it, just some multicolor rag. Well I don’t know why he’d still be wearing it, but I knew what I had to get him. Later that day I flew into town. Aside from the normal gawking stares, it’s actually kind of nice to be away from base during the day. So much less noise. Too bad this town is a good fifteen kilometers away or I think me and the boys would be there a lot more often. I think I may be a minor celebrity there. I was asked for my autograph a few times. Anyway I commissioned the same tailor who did my jacket and pants to make a nice scarf for him. I wanted it to be the Union Jack, and rather large and thick, so that it would be sure to keep him warm this winter. It should be ready by tomorrow, which is good luck since we’ll be leaving this aerodrome in about two days.
The packing process is difficult. I haven’t acquired much in my time in this world. A few trinkets, my flight jacket, pants, this journal. I have very little… But my memories here are what makes it so difficult. I really have grown fond of this aerodrome, how far away it is from the nearest town, the little forest that’s just a hop skip and a jump away. I’ll miss the fallow fields that surround us, and how calm it can be in the early mornings when there’s no planes in the skies, and everyone else is still asleep. When no one else is around I almost feel like I’m back in Equestria. But I’ll never be, and this was the closest I ever got to that. I wonder if there is any place for me after the war?
>>27586405
>You turn toward her to speak.
>But she knows what you’re about to say.
>”Yes, yes, I know I’ll always have a place with you after the war. I mean, will I have anything to do besides be a freak show?”
>You nod solemnly.
“Well what makes you think you have to do anything once this is all settled and done?”
>She stops her trotting, and looks toward you.
>”If I do nothing then I’m a burden, and a burden is not what I want to be.”
“If you’re so determined to do something, I’m sure there’s a place for you. Just look at yourself, you’re a bloody flying horse. Do you know how many uses we’ve had for flying horses in mythology?”
>She tosses you a smirk.
>”And how many of those uses involve being ridden?”
>You look up to the tent ceiling.
“Most…” You concede.
>”If you haven’t noticed I’m a bit small to ride, Anon.”
“Oh I wouldn’t say so.” You remark absent mindedly.
>Indignation, as well as a minor blush spread hot across her face as she turns from you.
“You know, give the kids a ride on a flying horse.”
>You give her a cheeky grin as she glares back to you.
>You go back to lazily looking at the top of the tent.
“I don’t know what you were thinking Gale.”
>”Oh I bet I know what you were thinking!”
>You hear her flutter off the ground, and feel her hovering next to you.
>The force of her wings having blown her journal closed and across the table.
“And what would that be?”
>You look toward her, and are met with her muzzle shoved against your lips.
>The kiss is intense to say the least, and somewhat awkward as she tries to maintain a stable hover with her face planted against yours.
>>27586410
>It breaks sooner than you would have like.
>She backs off a bit, staring into your eyes.
>”So did I guess right?”
>Your smile’s returned.
“Ay, I think you guessed close enough.”
>”Close enough?”
>She raises an eyebrow.
“Don’t think too hard about it now.”
>She flies closer to your face, and pokes a hoof to your nose.
>”You want to rut me? Don’t you Anon?”
“You know you have such a way with words Gale.”
>You return the gesture by booping her nose.
“And what if I do?”
>Her demeanor suddenly has a much sultrier tone, as she eases herself down to the ground.
>”Then I’d ask you why you were still on that chair in those clothes.”
>You feel a sudden wash of heat spread through your body as you realize where this is going.
>You can’t say you haven’t thought about it when you’ve kissed her.
>But still, she is a magic little pony… What would happen to you if others found out you lusted for a sentient beast?
>Did you really care…
>And she’s not a beast like some common horse… she’s a person… a person you have fallen in love with.
>This was what you wanted, and this was what she wanted too… So it shall be.
*Author’s Note* Yes, I’ve gone there. But come on, you knew it was coming for a while now. Also I should mention that there will probably be an NSFW scene for this in a separate pastebin, since I do love writing steamy porn. I’ll keep the main story to kissing, cuddling, and non-graphic allusions to sex since I don’t want to spend a hundred lines in the main story writing essentially porn. Anyway on with the show!
>>27586416
>A while later the two of you are cuddling naked in her cot enjoying the afterglow of a remarkable experience.
>You can feel that she’s still awake, the way she turns herself in your arm.
>And you’re not quite ready for the embrace of slumber yet either.
“So you’ll really miss this place eh?”
>She shifts a bit rolling to face you.
>”Are you telling me you won’t?”
“A little, but it’ll be nice being closer to a larger town.”
>”But that’s why I like it here. We’re so far away, it’s so quiet… most of the time.”
“But wouldn’t you like being in town more?”
>”No. I don’t like it. All the eyes on me, and the attention… At least here most are used to me, and I to them. At the new aerodrome it’ll be so different, so many new people to get used to.”
“I can’t say I’m looking forward to it either.”
>”At least you’re human.”
“Ay, a human who prefers sleeping with a magic little horse over a cot all to myself… It’s not like the guys here don’t give me enough shit.”
>She kisses your cheek.
>”And what about it? At least you’ve got someone to sleep with eh.”
“You’re right, but that will only give them more reason to dislike me.”
>”Then we’ve just got to stick together, you, me, our friends from here… And I’m sure not everyone from that base will be awful.”
>You kiss her nose.
“Thanks for the reassurance Gale. Now lets get to sleep eh?”
>You punctuate your sentence with a yawn.
>She rolls into you some more.
>Soon you and her have drifted into a peaceful sleep in each other’s embrace.
Well that's all for tonight. May or may not get around to writing what I promised in the authors note tomorrow. Depends on how I feel.
The pastebin has been updated at http://pastebin.com/XCJapptj
Well I don't know how much longer I'll keep on writing this green. I've played out most of what I wanted to tell with it. Not much left now. Maybe a Christmas scene?
>>27586426
I wish to see her reacting to the end of the war is she'd still be here to witness it. I don't mind the lewdness, because as you said it will be in different pastebin and it won't ruin the mood for me. I just hope you won't stick some important plot parts, memories or things like these between the human on pony action. Again, good read, I'm happy for Anon and Gale, so job well done, friend.
And here we go again.
dont worry everyone FREEDOM is here!
>>27587440
Only took you lot three threads to force yourselves back into this. Alright, fine, you can stay, but God help you if you start acting like we should be grateful you arrived late.
>>27587980
He haven't even done anything, just appeared to yell "freedom".
>>27588001
He'll be back, he forgot to clap.
>>27588001
Besides, bring me an American that knows shite about the Great War, I'll be impressed.
>>27588033
>Great War
Had something to do with some Serbian asshole getting plugged
Then, because Europeans are retarded, they all started killing eachother for no reason and USA saves the day
>>27588272
Swing and a miss.
>>27588272
>Yank civs with substandard training and not enough equipment
>saving anything
>>27588665
>can't even hunt down one guy in Mexico
>get invaded in the same century
>>27588612
>Britbong
delet urself
>>27588719
Can't. Having too much fun with this.
Battle of the Bump
The Americans helped win WW1 the same way the Russians helped win WW2. Overwhelming numbers against a worn down enemy.
On a side note, The Red Baron is a superb movie that y'all should watch. Currently seeding a torrent for it in 1080 and 5.1 surround sound.
>>27589870
Except Russians actually did a good deal of wearing the Germans down. Americans just sorta arrived at exhausted France and it's exhausted allies and then helped to finish off the exhausted enemy.And I am happy they helped in both wars, more or less. Good job burgers, I don't have to speak German partially because of you. It's just all of the dickwaving that triggers me a bit.
>>27589908
The dickwaving is for the express purpose of triggering non-burgers.
It's funny to watch a british person get their panties in a knot and rant about how they hate the USA and all you have to do is post some FREEDUM meme to trigger them harder.
I've never actually met a non-american who hasn't hated the country... I'm not sure how to deal with not being hated.
>>27590128
Well, you can always just shitpost some more. This is a valid option here.
>>27590157
Correct, yuropoor.
Better learn that arabic so that Eurabia doesn't behead you :^]
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:^]
>nobody got the "took you three" joke
You guys disappoint me sometimes.
>>27590258
I'm more concerned about your greens than the jokes, bong.
>>27590271
Cool your jets, shit hasn't exactly calmed down around here, and it takes time to come up with greens to continue without sounding half assed.
>>27590304
Acknowledged.
>>27567707
>the odd dreams of talking equines seem to continue as the battle rages on
>half the time, it would be you in the trenches fighting
>the other, it'd be Digger fighting
>she's a damn good fighter
>even with only three legs
>you write them all down somewhere
>would make for interesting reading and storytelling later
>maybe something your daughter would like
>seems Digger has taken the same idea in her dreamworld
>you still have no idea how the hell a horse with hooves can write
>truly, these are strange times to live
>you figure it best not to tell the others
>besides, last thing you need is for them making fun of you for it
>one night comes along
>you're busy scribbling something down when something calls to you
>LITERALLY calls to you
>you think you see a brilliant flash nearby
>no boom
>no ground shaking
>quickly, you head off to investigate, rifle in tow
>you leave Digger guarding your empty bunk
>you head off quickly and quietly
>hoping it's not more Turks attacking from the rear
>you get to a small alcove
>brilliant illuminescent woman
>looks like she was made of the Sun or something
>can't get a good look
>keep your eyes shielded the entire time
>figure turns to you
>she seems to smile
>almost like a mother would to her child
>see her lips move
>can't hear shite
>assume she's addressing you as she walks closer
>she stops in front of you
>she looks down at your front pocket
>"... you have come alone then? Where have you left her?"
>pronoun game, have to ask who she meant
>"Your companion that you have within your breast pocket. Why has she not come with you?"
>you're thoroughly confused
>you wonder what she would want with the old stuffed toy your daughter gave you
>she seems to know what you're thinking
>"A man of few words... I like that..."
>she doesn't appear to be touching the ground
>"I shall be here in another week. Be sure to bring your companion next time."
>more brilliant flash
>just a sentry with a torch (flashlight)
>the fuck just happened
>>27588272
/Great War
>>27584200
>america you're not allowed
alrighty then We'll go and take all the logistics that supported the victory effort for the past two global conflicts with us.
>>27592031
Someone's mad. That argument was hours ago, time to move on.
>>27590858
The intrigue grows...
some soviet pony?
>>27593426
This one?
>>27590858
>still a bit confused
>sentry asks what you were doing out there
>you tell him about the brilliant light you wandered out to see
>seems he was headed this way for the exact same reason
>nothing out of the ordinary for him
>no toys for good luck on his person
>you put the event behind you
>a day or two later, your turn back at the front
>the corpses seemed to have been piled higher
>pretty much using corpses as barriers at this point
>someone muttered something about the gates of hell looking like this
>someone else on about how God abandoned humanity
>you're not exactly faithful
>but you don't entirely agree with the statement
>you see the end of the week huddled up in a dry dusty trench
>Digger, as ever, in your breast pocket
>there's a man half buried where you hide
>you're grateful his face is out of sight
>you've begun to grow whiskers
>don't much care for mustaches
>have to anyway, Army orders
>another night
>you open your eyes a bit as you stir awake
>there's a woman in the trenches
>and she's not a nurse either
>she's dressed rather elegantly, like Helen of Troy
>crown atop her head
>outfit immaculate
>she looks down at the bodies and men that line the trench
>"No wonder you think I've abandoned you."
>she seems distraught, sad
>"Believe me, I'm doing what I can to keep an eye on all of you."
>you're starting to question reality
>you wonder if you probably lost your mind, and this is what all soldiers do after they go through hell
>"I can assure you, you're quite sane."
>there's that mind reading trick again
>"I try to have an ear wherever I can, silent one. You're wondering about those reoccuring dreams of Equestria, I assume."
>Equestria what now
>"The one of the sentient horses as you so put."
>you're now definitely sure you've gone mad
>you start pondering whether or not you should wake someone else up
>"No need for that, I assure you."
>you start to wonder who this lady is
>"Well, let's go."
>go where?
>you and her are swallowed by light
>>27593426
Wrong war. If you want some cheeki breeki, ask for tsarists.
>>27594153
Very interesting m8. I'm looking forward to more updates. Do you have a pastebin for future reference?
Masturbation!
