Bumping is hard edition
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"Ember?"
"Where are you?"
>The only answer you get is your own voice echoing from the darkness of the cave, making you feel slightly anxious.
>You try to stand up but the moment you put weight on your arm the pain flares up again, making you clench your fists
>It's not as bad as it was before, but still it's nowhere near pleasant.
>You take a look at your arm and find that while bloodied, no new blood seems to be seeping from the wound.
>In fact, you don't seem to be finding any wound on your arm at all.
>You carefully probe the spot where you remember the wound to be with your finger and find that your arm feels absolutely normal aside from the sticky feeling of your own blood.
>Even when pressing down on your arm with a little more force it doesn't seem to hurt but you find that at the spot you were wounded your skin feels sort of uneven.
>What the fuck.
>You really don't like the way it feels, but with your blood covering your arm you can't really see what's wrong with your skin.
>>27721360
>For a moment you consider wiping off your blood on Ember's rug until you remember that it's actually quite valuable.
>However, when you actually look at it you find that the once white rug multiple red stains from where your blood spilled onto it.
>Also the bottle of wine Ember and you were drinking from earlier has tipped over, leaving another huge stain near one of the corners.
>Figuring that the rug is ruined anyways you quickly the blood off of your arm and find that where once you had a wound you now have a pretty big scar.
>You're glad that you probably don't have skin cancer or anything like that, but still it is a strange feeling to suddenly have your body altered like that.
>The scar is in the shape of three big, parallel gashes which sort of makes sense if you consider that it was Ember's claw that hurt you there.
>Which reminds you:
>Where has Ember gone anyways?
>Again you look around, finding nothing.
>However, this time you can hear a faint splashing sound coming from the lake.
>Curious you stand up, taking cautious steps towards the origin of the sound.
>>27721365
>Once you get near the edge of the lake, sudden movement catches your attention.
>Now that you know where to look, you think you can actually see Ember there, leaning down over the edge of the lake.
>When you get near her Ember's head pops up.
>Your eyee meet and even in the half-dark you can see that her eyes are slightly reddened.
>You want to say something to her, but Ember's head quickly disappears behind the ledge again, cutting you off.
>After a second Ember reemerges from behind the ledge, apparently having splashed water on her face.
>"I go-"
>Ember coughs, trying to make her voice sound normal.
>"I got some of your blood into my eyes, so I had to clean them together with my claws."
>Ember's speaking very softly, and while her face is turned toward you her eyes are looking off to the side.
"Well, uhh, thanks for patching me up after you- after what happened."
>"No problem."
>Ember turns away from you, still cowering on the brim of the lake.
>You continue to awkwardly stand there in silence for a few seconds, not knowing how to continue from this.
"So, uh, at least I now have this badass scar to show off, so it's not all bad I guess."
>Ember doesn't react, and you're beginning to feel nervous.
"Though unfortunately I ended up getting your rug all dirty in the process."
>Suddenly Ember jumps up from her cowering position, whirling around to you with anger in her eyes.
>"Who cares about that stupid rug!?"
>You continue to just stand there, stunned by Ember's sudden outburst.
>After a moment though Ember's eyes soften and she slumps her shoulders.
>"I'm sorry, okay?"
>"I'm sorry I hurt your arm, and I'm sorry I panicked and botched the healing spell."
>The dragoness hangs her head, looking utterly miserable.
>You snap out of your daze and do what you should have done from the start: You step up to Ember and give her a big, warm hug.
>>27721384
more
Hey, we're back. Didn't expect another. I'm writing a PiE story featuring Ember as I said last thread. Would you care if I posted it here?
>>27722447
Go for it.
>>27722447
>>27722487
Will post when I get to my computer.
I love Princess Ember
>>27722821
Apparently Twilight 'loves' her a lot too.
Posting what I had written, will work on an update when I can.
>Your name is Anonymous.
>You've lived a pretty successful life so far.
>Graduated University, licensed engineer, and a nice house on 52 acres of land.
>It's surprising how you've made it this far.
>Seriously. The first half of your high school years were terrible. Could hardly get anything higher than c's and b's.
>Good thing you picked yourself back up for the second half, or you'd probably be living the trailer life in some backwater town.
>The fact that you got that scholarship still amazes you to this day.
>Even though you've done so much in life, you still waste your time on 4chan, browsing /mlp/.
>How did you even get into the show?
>It's been so long, you can hardly remember.
>Turning to your computer, a quick google search reminds you.
>Those threads on /b/, and /co/.
>You cringe inside as you remember the autism of the early days.
>Ugh. It still hurts.
>You push that thought aside, and look back to your computer.
>You've just opened a thread, a prompt you skimmed past months ago that just reappeared.
>Looking it over, it simply states two options.
>You could go to Equestria, the land of promise, but at the cost of being a total cuck. All of its inhabitants would have no genitals whatsoever, and any attempt to engage in sexual activities would result in immediate banishment from Equestria.
>>27723404
>Or, your favorite character, your waifu, whatever you'd want to call it, could be transported from their world into yours.
>(S)he would be cold, bruised, and in need of care, but in time they would warm up to you. (S)he would have no idea why they were brought here, but you could tell him/her if you so chose to.
>The catch?
>Nobody besides you must ever know of their existence. Failure to stay true to this would result in your guest being ripped from your world, and returned to theirs.
>Normally you wouldn't post in threads like these since the recent Scruffening 2.0, but this thread has been up for a while now.
>Who would you pick, and what option, though?
>You never went crazy over a certain character in particular.
>Well not until recently.
>Ever since they aired that episode, 'Gauntlet of Fire', there's been a certain character you just fucking adore.
>Princess Ember.
>There's just something about her character you just can't get over.
>Her tsundere attitude, her looks...
>Hell, everything about her is amazing.
>But what option would you pick?
>Surely there wouldn't be any point in option one, unless you want to be friendzoned for eternity.
>Option two it is then.
>Pulling up the post form, you list that you'd take Ember with option two.
>A second later, the post is in the thread, joining the hundreds of others.
>Gee, that sure got the stimulators pumping.
>Welp, off to the catalog.
>You click off the tab and return to the catalog.
>>27723409
>Twenty minutes of faggotry later, the power goes out.
>Everything.
"What the fuck?"
>You turn around in your chair, looking around the room.
>You can't see.
>Well, faggot, this is what happens when you shitpost at night.
>You pull your lighter from your pocket to try and illuminate your surroundings.
>Nothing out of the ordinary.
>You've got a flashlight in the kitchen, so it would make sense to head there.
>With a combination of feeling your way and the lighter, you make it to the kitchen.
>Opening one of the drawers, you grab the flashlight, and put the lighter away.
>You scan the room once more.
>Again, nothing out of the ordinary.
>Maybe you should check the brea-
>In an instant the house is bathed in a show of light and chaos as all of the appliances and lights begin to flicker on wildly, causing certain objects to shake and fall.
>The hell?
>Earthquakes, here?!
>You're in fucking Ohio!
>Regardless, you aren't about to question the nature of this madness.
>Throughout the destruction you book it to the basement.
>Upon reaching it, you slam the door and head down the stairs.
>You made sure to grab a radio, your phone, and some food.
>As you reach the basement floor, the shaking stops, and you're greeted by a shadowy figure with a bag at his feet.
>>27723415
>You can't make it out clearly, but he's just standing there.
>You shine the flashlight towards the figure, and are able to get a better view of him.
>He's wearing a trench coat and a fedora, and he's got a katana sheathed on his hip.
>Softly, he whispers "Ayy lmao."
>The fuck?
"W-what the hell? Who are you?"
>Looking up from the ground, he only says "Name's Anonymous, correct?"
>You take a step back at this.
"How do you know my name?"
>Before he can reply, you turn around and reach for that old bat you've got on the wall.
>However, you didn't notice that he teleported behind you.
>As you try to swing, the bat is thrown from your hands with a swipe of his finger.
>Instinctively, jump back at this, but hit the wall and fall to the floor like a fucking idiot.
>Your head hits the bat's shelf on your way down.
>He smiles at this.
>"You posted in the thread, correct?"
"..."
>The man frowns, and unsheathes his katana, putting it against your throat.
>"Answer me, kid."
"I-I've posted in many threads... what do you want with me?!"
>He looks back at the bag.
>"You know the rules, right?"
>What?
>Your head hurts too much to know anything right now.
"R-rules? What rules?"
>The neckbearded faggot unleashes a screech that could pierce the heavens.
>"The rules! You get your waifu, but you have to keep her secret! I'm not asking you again, kiddo, do you know what I'm talking about?"
>Oh for God's sake.
>That thread.
>Fucking hell, how could he have known about that?
>>27723425
"Yes, y-yes I do. Your point?"
>He sheathes his katana, and points to the bag on the other side of the room.
>"I'm assuming you know what's in that bag. You break the rules, she's gone. Forever. Got it?"
>You're so confused right now.
>Better try to keep him from doing something.
"Of course, yes. I totally know. Mhm!"
>He squints his eyes, and teleports back to the bag.
>"Very well then. I shall make my departure. Try not to disappoint?"
>He tips his fedora, and lets out another screech, twice as terrifying as before.
>That's a fucking war cry.
>He teleports out of your residence, leaving you in the darkness of the basement.
>What the hell was all that about?
>Did you did a do?
>You attempt to stand, nearly falling again as you do so.
>As you regain your balance, your vision slowly creeps to the bag on the other side of the room.
>That guy couldn't have been serious.
>Surely he's pulling something.
>You walk over to the bag.
>It's nearly the size of a man.
>Fuck it. Let's see what's inside.
>Preparing for the worst, you undo the rope closing the bag, and open it up.
>Your heart skips a beat when you see its contents.
>>27723437
>The man wasn't lying.
>He fucking did it.
>Before you lies a certain blue dragon, who seems to be out cold.
>You are both ecstatic and terrified right now.
>Sure, Ember's right here before you, but how are you going to do it?
>How are you going to be able to keep this dragon happy while contained within your property?
>Sure, you've got over fifty acres of land, but there are always these rednecks that come in to hunt, even if you've labelled the area for no hunting.
>Maybe you could follow the Trump doctrine, and build a wall.
>You've got the money.
>You can dwell on that later, right now you've got something to attend to.
>Putting that thought in the back of your head, you look back to Ember.
>Picking her up, you carefully begin to take her upstairs, into your bedroom.
>When you exit the basement, you begin to take in the destruction.
>Did he need to do all of that to get your attention?
>Fucking hell, he could've just come upstairs and made a deal out of it there.
>Oh well, no point in crying over spilled milk. This can be cleaned in a matter of hours.
>You continue your journey to the bedroom, and upon reaching it, you carefully place Ember in your bed.
>You look her over once more, observing her condition.
>Cuts and bruises in various places, light bleeding. Nothing you can't handle.
>As happy as you may be right now, how will she react when she wakes up?
>Surely she won't be in the happiest of moods.
>Perhaps if you have some food ready that could help?
>Bandages first. Then food.
>You leave the room, going for your first-aid kit you've got in the attic.
>It takes you a minute to get there, wading through the clutter.
>Eventually though, you reach the pull-down ladder and make your way upstairs.
>Looking around, you spot the kit on the wall, and grab it.
>>27723443
>You return to the bedroom moments later, and open the kit.
>Let's see, bandages, cold-pack, alcohol. Yep, all that you need.
>Damn, that's a nasty gash she's got on her arm.
>You douse the alcohol on a rag, preparing to clean the wound.
>You hope this doesn't wake her up.
>If it does, well you can expect a couple cuts and bruises yourself.
>You lightly dab the wound with the rag, causing Ember to stir a bit.
>After a couple seconds, however, she seems to lie still again,
>Wew, that could have ended badly.
>You take the bandages, and carefully but firmly wrap it around the wound.
>You repeat these actions with the rest of her cuts.
>Surprisingly, she didn't wake.
>You cover her up with the blankets, and go to the kitchen.
>Now that you've got that taken care of, you can start work on food.
>What would she eat, though?
>Sure, her teeth make her seem like a carnivore, but in the show dragons eat gems.
>Hopefully she doesn't eat your watch when you sleep.
>Perhaps you could try a steak? Nothing can go wrong with steak.
>One hour and thirty minutes later
>Damn, if it weren't for Ember you could eat this all yourself.
>Nonetheless food's done, the house is cleaned, and you should probably check on your guest.
>You walk to the bedroom, with her plate of food in hand.
>Opening the door, you're greeted by the sight of absolute chaos.
>The blankets have been torn to shreds, there's trash everywhere, and most of your personal possessions are now in a pile on your bed.
>What the hell?
>Is she...?
>Taking a step inside, you scan the room for Ember.
>Odd, no sight of he-
"Gah!"
>Before you could even realize what happened you're knocked onto the ground by something.
>"Who are you?! Where am I?! You better start talking before somebody gets hurt!"
>>27723462
That's all I had written. Feedback and criticism is welcome and encouraged. Will read over anything and everything you all post.
More tomorrow, maybe later tonight if you're lucky.
>>27723472
Interesting. Looking forward to more.
>>27721360
Daily reminder
>>27724525
Daily reminder that that guy wasted his time making that?
>>27725565
This entire fucking board can be applied to that picture, you know.
>>27725679
whole website you mean
Are there girly things that Ember secretly enjoys?
>>27725718
The whole internet you mean
Stop making lizard threads.
>>27726255
>>27723472
M O A R
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Holy fuck emberfags are cancerous, kill yourselves.
>>27728439
>didnt sage
kek
>>27728439
>staying in one thread
>dedicated to a character on the show
>just like any other character general like /nst/ or /sun/
>cancerous
What the hell is wrong with you?
Bump. Working on an update to my story.
>>27729898
>>27723462
>You're left speechless for a moment.
>You should have expected this you fucking idiot.
>Leaving her unattended for that long?
>Might as well hav-
>"I said SPEAK!!"
>She shakes you by your shoulders before slapping you across the face.
>Ouch!
>Fuck it, you aren't taking this shit.
>Using whatever force you can muster, you push Ember off of you, sending her back a couple feet.
>Standing up, you expect her to make a comeback, but rather, she just stands there, glaring at you like you just killed her son.
>You take this opportunity to speak.
"Listen, j-just listen to me! If you calm down, I can tell you everything you want to know!"
>She just looks at you for a moment before she says anything.
>"And why should I do that? So you could stab me in the back? Yeah, not taking it."
>Damnit.
>She's a cute, but she's stubborn.
>Although, she's got a right to be.
>She doesn't know where the hell she is, and is talking to something that didn't exist in her world.
"Do I look like I want to hurt you? If I wanted that you'd already be dead. I found you in my basement, banged and bruised."
>Her expression changes from anger to curiosity at this.
>Only slightly though. Seems she thinks you're lying.
>"Elaborate."
"Of course. As I said before, you were in my basement. You were covered in cuts and bruises, so I brought you up here. I patched you up, and made you some food. You like steak?"
>Looking down to the ground, you see that somehow the steak survived the fall. The plate landed perfectly.
>"S-steak? You have steak?"
>She's eyeing that fucking meat.
>You know what to do man.
"Yeah, if you still want it go for it."
>You nudge it with your foot, sending it sliding towards the dragon.
>She picks up the plate, and sniffs the steak.
>"How do I know this isn't poisoned?"
>>27731049
>Fucking hell man.
>Maybe...
>It would certainly be risky.
>Operation: Taste Test engaged.
"Well, maybe if I tore off a piece and ate it, that would prove it?"
>She pulls the plate closer to her body, before looking back at you.
>"Fine."
>She tears off a chunk with her claws, and slides it back over on the plate.
>You pick it up, and eat that motherfucker.
>Shit's damn good.
"See? Harmless. Do you believe me now?"
>"Hmph."
>For the last time, you send the plate her way.
>She takes it once more, and at first, nibbles it.
>Seconds later the entire fucking thing is gone.
>Holy shit.
"Do you... uh... want more?"
>"More?"
>Now's your chance.
"Tell you what. You put those claws away, and sit down with me for a chat? It would certainly help me explain our situation here."
>She seems to think about it for a moment.
>"Okay. Deal. But if you so much as try ANYTHING, don't expect to get far."
>Fuck yes.
>You were expecting her to put up more of a fight.
"That's fine. Just follow me, and I'll show you where you can rest your feet."
>You lead Ember into your kitchen, and show her where she can sit.
>On a barstool at the island.
>You sit opposite of her, and motion towards the other plate of steak.
"That was originally going to be mine, but feel free to help yourself. I can make more if I really want to."
>Without a word she takes the plate, and begins to devour the meat.
>It's sorta making you a bit uncomfortable.
>>27731056
"Do you uh... want a fork?"
>She stops where she sits and looks you dead in the eye.
>"Enough with the gimmicks. Why am I here?"
>Well shit.
>You were expecting this question, but not this soon.
>Telling her about the thread certainly wouldn't be a good idea.
>There'll be another time.
"Again, no idea. You were in a bag in my basement. How and why you were there? Not of my knowledge."
>"I was thinking you'd say something like that."
>"Surely you can answer this. Who and what are you? Where am I?"
>Easy.
"Just call me Anon. My full name is Anonymous. I'm what you could call a human being, or simply human. You probably didn't see any of us back where you're from. As for where you are, you're in my house, as you know, which is in the state of Ohio, part of the United States of America, located on planet Earth."
>She blinks in confusion.
>"I'm sorry, what? That doesn't make sense, those places don't exist. And neither do you."
"Well, where do you think you should be?"
>"Certainly not in the 'United States of America'. I don't even live on a planet named 'Earth'."
"Perhaps you traveled beyond dimensions?"
>"Do you take me for a fool?"
>You just look at her, shaking your head.
"Believe what you want, I'm just trying to help you here. I don't know where you came from, but you're here now. I don't know what else to say about it."
>She just glares at you again.
"Look, I don't know what I did to wrong you, but I promise to do everything in my power to help you get through this."
>She scoffs.
>"Really now? I can handle myself. I might as well just walk out of here no-"
>Oh fuck.
>Damage control initiative Beta-23 activated.
"NO, no, don't do that!"
>"And why not?"
>>27731065
>You're bad with reasoning.
>Time to lie your way out of this.
"M-my people wouldn't react to your presence as kindly as I have. If so much as one other person were to ever see you, who knows what would happen!"
>She gives you that glare once more.
>"I think I'd like to take my chances, thanks."
"Nonono, wait!"
>As she gets closer to the door you stand up to get in front of her.
>You're nearly there, when suddenly...
>*BANG*
>Holy shit!
"Get down!"
>Ember fucking jumps at the noise, and by reaction does what you said.
>"What's happening?!"
"Just stay low! Don't go outside, I'll figure out what's going on!"
>You crawl over to one of the windows, and take a look.
>At the edge of the treeline you can make out a figure in camouflage.
>He's got orange spots on him, and he's carrying a gun.
>He seems to be walking towards something...
>After a couple seconds, he stops, holsters his weapon, and picks up a dead coyote.
>It's one of those fucking rednecks!
>The piece of white trash screams out in satisfaction, and slumps the animal over his back, carrying it away.
>After he disappears into the woods, you look to see where Ember is.
>You're a little more than surprised when you see her looking over your shoulder.
"See what I mean? That idiot just killed an animal with the press of a button. I can only imagine what would happen to you.."
>She just stares forward in shock.
>>27731079
>"Your people are barbaric."
>She isn't wrong.
>Well not entirely.
>You stand up as you state your response.
"Some of us. Others would say most. While there are those of us that act like that, they're certainly outnumbered. Humans as a race do try to keep order, there are certainly an odd bunch of people who like to be exceptions. The best thing to do is just cope with it and stick it out"
>"So why do you want to help me? Why do you act like this when it seems as though the rest of your race would do me harm?"
>Well Anon? Why?
>Because she's your waifu?
>Nah. Terrible response.
"Because I'm not like them."
>She sits there for a moment, taking into consideration what you've said.
>"I... I think I'd like a couple minutes to myself, if you wouldn't mind."
>Okay. Simple enough.
>Wouldn't hurt give her a minute to catch up with herself.
"Fair enough. I'll be back in ten minutes."
>As you begin to leave the room, you hear her faintly say "...Ember."
>You turn around.
"Excuse me? Something wrong?"
>"Ember. M-my name is Ember."
>Fuck.
>You can hardly hold in all the HNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNG at this point.
>>27731091
wew.
Took longer than expected. Kept scratching shit because I didn't think I was writing Ember well. Any pointers with this would certainly be appreciated. Will work on this again ASAP.
And as per usual, paste updated, errors being fixed.
http://pastebin.com/hJKBCUGb
>>27731102
Loved the update, you did Ember well.
>>27731600
Dubs confirm.
I FOUND A CUTE
