Thread for everything musical donkey related.
Octavia storydump http://pastebin.com/dMGiu2Rv
This one?
>>27811740
All of them.
>>27811740
>arab
How appropriate for our favourite Britbongistani horse.
>semi-anthro
ruined
>>27811797
It's pretty hot tbhh
>>27811797
You must hate a nice chunk of the show, namely Pinkie.
>>27811713
This picture would be perfect if she had a belly button.
>>27811872
or any of the pie family, as i recall the young pie girls dancing
>>27812117
She's a big girl
>>27811713
Those are some great child-bearing hips right there.
>>27811797
>implying she doesn't want to emulate the superior dragon species, or humans
>>27812418
How about someAMERICANS JUGS
https://67.media.tumblr.com/37cdc6f62efa4325865c3e4cf3b63d85/tumblr_o8wskxqoxD1qcfhs3o3_r1_1280.jpg
>>27812505
I'd rather have the hips desu
>>27812563
>why_not_both.jif
>>27812612
>not small boobs, big hips
>>27812651
>he thinks that's a big ass
>>27812661
now now we don't want to reach negro tier ;v)
>>27812793
Too bad that gif posted isn't even ample. It's just a regular ass.
>>27811713
"Why didn't you tell me you were a donkey?"
"I couldn't Vinyl. I had to keep it a secret. No donkey has ever been allowed to perform in the Canterlot Philharmonic. But... this doesn't affect our relationship, does it?"
"Actually Tavi, I think it's kinda kinky."
"Of course you would Vinyl."
>>27812814
No, that is definitely larger than average.
>>27812661
>not a big ass
There are upper limits in physical reality until it loses shape
>>27812651
>not wanting some cans feeding your many little (you)s
They'll embiggen during preggers, surely
>>27812949
>>27812950
Have fun being vanilla? Honestly, that's just a bland and boring normal ass. Nothing big about it.
>>27812975
have you ever seen a real girl naked?
>>27813002
I should be asking you that.
>>27813008
most of them aren't as well proportioned as that dude
>>27813033
>most of them
I really don't how, wait. Never mind. I just remembered what board I was on.
>>27812885
(Background porn music plays)
>>27812885
I've always guessed calling a pony a donkey would be an insult. One of Pinkie's song refered to a donkey and she apologized with "no offense", indicating it could be seen as demeaning.
tl;dr - don't call mares burras.
I do not like this pony.
>>27813352
fag
page 10
>>27813323
Certainly Rarity reacted poorly to being called a mule.
>>27814622
>referring to a pony as a non-pony of any species is considered insulting
>implications to pony mentality
>crossbreeds are seen as inferior, as well
high quality head canon
I feel like this burra would be a good lay.
>>27812651
this man gets it
>>27812325
It doesn't matter how big she is, what matters is her plan.
>>27811713
Are no hooves allowed?
>based Earth pony breeding stock
[dreamy sigh]
pastebin.com/AZErYFq0
pastebin.com/mbQcvx2V
Maybe i'll write more
>"Hey, 'Tavi? where are you?".
>You, the light gray pone, don't hear that.
>You roll on the floor and close your eyes.
>Your cello is resting right on the left.
>It's like leaning on the floor.
>You look for your bow, but you can't find it anywhere.
"Hey! You thief! Give me back my bow!"
>"You tried to stab a nurse with that! You should be gratefull we don't take your cello too..."
"Without the bow the cello is useless..."
>"We know, but we do thet for you. Also there's a pony who wants to see you"
"Who is she?"
>"Hi 'Tavi!"
>You turn torwards the voice.
"You had to help me! They wants to kill me!"
>"Don't worry... they won't!"
"They stole my bow! And my bowtie!"
>"That's because you tried to stab a nurse with your bow and to strangle the doctor with your bowtie!"
"But he is evil"
>"How can you say that?"
"He just wants to have sex with me!"
>"I'm sure he doesn't"
"So why he did me put of my clothes?"
>"'Tavi, you don't need clothes."
"But..."
>"Maybe you need to rest... Why don't you lie on the bed and sleep?"
"No! I can't!"
>"Why is that?"
"Can't you see you are on the bed now?"
>"No, Tavi, I'm not..."
"SO WHO IS SHE?"
>"The bed is empty... Maybe you need to take that medicine..."
"I don't want! I know it's GHB!"
>"It's not..."
---bump
>>27816254
>Now she has left.
>You are alone.
>You miss your cello.
>Well the cello is here, you are hugging it.
>But you can't play it.
>For now you're just rupping it against your mare body.
>Then you just abandon your cello which just fell on the ground doing a musical sound.
>You turn against the door and shout
"Hey ya wankers let me out!"
>A nurse approach you.
>"What it's now?"
"Why I'm here?"
>"You are keeping saying thing that have no sense and tried to kill me it's that enough?"
"No. Why should i had dont sucj things?"
>"I don't know... maybe because you are psycohtic?"
"I'm not!"
>"No one of you admit that easily..."
"But i'm a famous cellist! I can't stay here! I want to play my beloved cello!"
>"You want your bow back?"
"Yes!"
>"You know we just can't give you back that, right?"
"Why is that?"
>"You broke it... You try to stab me on the flank, but it just crack in two pieces..."
"Oh... Can you buy another one for me?"
>"That shit is expensive! forget it!"
"I can give you money! I'm rich!"
>"You're not."
"Am I not?"
>"Well as far I know you were, but when you quit playing you have lost all your money to cure your self."
"I-i quitted playing? That's not true... It can't..."
---bump
>>27812814
>regular
Yeah, naw.
>>27816260
Yeah, yeah.
>>27816256
>"Yes, you quitted."
"But why i did that? I love playing!"
>"The newspapers said that you tried to suicide before a concert because you were too ansious..."
"I don't remember that..."
>"They found you in your room while you where trying to cut your femoral artery"
"I found hard to believe..."
>"You could ask at your friend the next time she will be here..."
"Has Vinyl tried to help me? Did she come to visit me?"
>"Who?"
"My friend, Vinyl!"
>"But your friend isn't called Vinyl..."
"I don't remember having other friends... Who is she?"
>"She said she was one of your colleague. Now she is the first cello."
"Oh... So let me recall everything"
>"What?"
"I'm a famous cellist, first cellist of the royal Orchestra. One day I'm apparently too ansious and i try to kill myself even if i'm not suicidal nor i have been ansious before. Then i got here and started to be cured for being psycohtic. Is that right?"
>"Yes!"
"And the only pony that comes here to visit me isn't my friend Vinyl but the mare who stole my place at the Orchestra after I quitted? That's strange..."
>"Are you paranoid, too?"
"I just wanted to point that out..."
>"You just did it!"
"Can you do me a favor?"
>"I'm not buying you a new bow..."
"I just want you to find my friend Vinyl. Also don't let that mare, my 'friend' to come here. Please!"
>"I'll see what i can do."
---bump
>>27816365
>The day after you try to rest on the bed. You feel better then yesterday and the doctor is surprised you don't think he wants to have sex with you.
>You wait patiently for the nurse.
>At the end you find out that this is her free day.
>So you had to wait another day.
>You look for your cello on the ground.
>You pick it up with respect and you see it's all scratched.
>You make the string vibrates at the passage of your hoof and you hear that it's not tuned
>You start to tune it patiently even if that instrument it's no more a good one.
>It's scratched, it's dirty and one of the key is broken.
>Instead of the key there's a pencil.
>You tune that string, too.
>Now you need a bow.
>You look around.
>With using a lot of your strenght you broke one of the little table's leg.
>The table fall on the ground whit a loud noise.
>Then you cut a piece of your sheet and use it to cover a little portion of the broken table's leg.
>Then you grab part of your tail and pull.
>Really hard.
>The pain is telling you to stop, but you don't care this time.
>Eventually some fo the horsehair come off you tail.
>You tie them at the leg helping yourself with the sheet.
>Then you try your homemade bow.
>The sound is awful, but you can recall yourself playing.
>You starts crying while playing.
>You remember how you were happy before.
>How you were happy while playing and talking with your friend Vinyl.
---bump
>>27816404
>When the nurse finally comes back you realize you had play for like 24 hours.
>Then she tells you something strange:
>"I went to look for your friend yesterday"
"And?"
>"I found her, but..."
"But?"
>"She told that she doesn't want to talk to you anymore. I'm sorry..."
"Why she doesn't want?"
>"She told me that you said bad things about her."
"I couldn't have done this!"
>"I'm sorry... I tried to tell her what happened to you even the thing you said to me yesterday, but she didn't listen..."
"I'll tell to you if that mare who said she is my friend ever will comes here don't let her in or i'll beat the shit out or her. is that right?"
>"I-i won't let her in..."
"Good!"
>"The other nurse had told me you rip your own tail to make a new bow."
"I didn't rip all my tail, see? Only a little bit."
>"They told me you are a good player even if it's alot you didn't practice."
"Oh, thank you..."
>"Maybe I'll buy you a bow if I'll ever find money!"
"Thanks..."
---bump
>>27816433
>You see? The world is not an happy place if you are famous for something. Just consider the little mare know as Octavia Melody. What do you think it just happened? You don't need to be Mr Sherlock "sniff it all" Holmes to find that out. Just consider that if putted under pression a lot of people can having suicidal behaviour. Also we know that the now-frist cellist has narcisistic problems and assumes litium salt. It was just easy for her putting some of the salt in Octavia's water. One collateral effect of the salt is suicidal behaviour and psychosis. If the doctors doesn't know about this they just make a diagnosis of schizophrenia or SPD or STPD or something like that. So when the mare goes to visit Octavia she just had to give her a little more of lithium salt and she will be out for another time. For a mind like her it shouldn't have be difficult to spread the fact that Octavia said bad things about Vinyl. Also how do a mute difend herself? She just dropped her ex-friend even if she needed help.
>But this is only an hypotesis. What if Octavia is really crazy and the mare is just shocked because she was here when Octavia tryed to commit suicide and only wanted to help?
>A real rule in life and investigation is to observe the fact but never ever make assumption or deduction without evidence. And for evidence i mean real evidence. We don't know how this story will end. What we can say is that the only way Octavia can have her job back is to find out what happened to her. But now she is in a hospital. So she just can't. Life is sad. And i can't think why here should me different
>Now excuse me while i trascend the plan of existence and reach the past, so i can find out what happened.
>I won't tell you what happened, because you shouldn't even know what i told you. But i think this is a little help for understanding the reality and your life.
>Goodbye little Tavi,>August
---bump
useless pastebin soon
>>27816494
http://pastebin.com/jFc24K4gprotip it's shit
>>27812885
"Do something for me Tavi."
"What?"
"I want to hear you bray."
"Vinyl, please."
"Come on. Just once. I want to hear it."
"Look, just because I'm actually a donkey doesn't mean-"
"Please? Hmmm?"
"You aren't going to let this go, are you? Fine. Hee haw. Happy now?"
"Oh Tavi, that turns me on."
"You're incorrigible."
boop the pone
>>27816762
*boop*
>>27816930
*boop*
>>27816625
five minutes in paint
>>27817289
boop
>>27817741
poob
>>27818135
pood
doot
>>27818768
poot
https://derpibooru.org/159760
Does it ever bother any of you fags that she has a Treble Clef for a cutie mark, and yet she plays a bass instrument?
It bothers me.
A lot.
>>27821949
The cello can play bass and treble
>>27822123
>You are now Octavia at a playground
>You stare at Vinyl, an unamused expression plastered all over your face
>"You want to do, what now?" You ask in a flat voice, already knowing that your marefriend had her heart dead set on some mischief
>"Aw c'mon Octy! Just let me go down the slide, just once!" Vinyl pleads, her eyes beaming underneath her purple glasses
>"Oh, fine, I suppose." You sigh walking to the end of the orange slide, and looking up at Vinyl on the top, a grin plastered on her face
>"Woo-fucking-hoo!" She woots as she throws herself into the slide, reguardless of the colt walking up the stair behind her
>You hear Vinyl shooting down the, bouncing and banging, until the end, when it abruptly stopped
>"Fuck, shit, damn!" Vinyl echos from inside the slide, her back hooves sticking out, almost comically
>You give a deep sigh
>She was stuck
>"Told you" You saw with a smug grin, moving your hooves to help dislodge the unicorn
That was a short one, anything else Anon wants me to write about?
>>27822331
Holy typos. Oh well, I'm tired.
>>27811713
>>27821949
Maybe she learned how to play Violin first, or piano. The whole cello thing could be a relatively recent development in her life.
See >>27811765
Also >>27821963 is the truth.
>>27822886
post your height, thread
>>27823757
6'1''
>>27823757
5'10" manlet checking in.
>>27821949
IT'S A CHELLER
CUNT
>>27822860
>>27817462
really like her hips
>>27815805
If I untune her instrument would she die?
>>27823757
6'1" reporting
5'11"
>>27823757
5'11" here
>>27823757
5'10" here
>>27823757
6'0"QT BURRO
>>27823757
5'10"
9´11´´
>>27823757
6'7"
>>27826448
Pics or it's not true
>>27826448
Same, unfortunately
