Old thread:
>>26881624
Original prompt:
>"Captain Anon. Would you like to accompany me to the war room?"
Pastebins:
Prologue: http://pastebin.com/cdi26t7W
Act I: http://pastebin.com/f0SDaDcx
Act II: http://pastebin.com/nwmz5VLj
Act III (current): http://pastebin.com/Pt6gamRUcurrently at 73,500 words
More coming tonight.
>>27116699
>After the morning routine, you had some of the men accompanying you to get your things.
>Captain Thunder, as well as a dozen crystal ponies would be joining you.
>You had the men take the container for your armor, and the suitcase with your other items.
>But you carried the Frederick’s urn personally.
>You were ready to depart by sunrise, and after you saw the sun take its position in the sky, you went to say farewell to Flurry.
>Approaching her room, the poste guards stood at attention and saluted.
>You gave a couple of light taps on the door.
>No reply.
>You opened the door quietly and peeked inside.
>Just as you thought.
>Flurry was on her bed sleeping.
>She was curled up, resting her head on an alarm clock that rings when she need to raise or lower the sun or moon.
>Presumably she hasn’t been getting much sleep recently.
>It’s probably best to let her rest while she can.
“See you soon kiddo.”
>After whispering you closed the door, careful not to make any excess noise.
>With that you made your way for the train station.
>There wasn’t much to say for what came immediately afterwards.
>Either because there legitimately wasn’t, or you just didn’t care.
>Your departure from the capitol, although temporary, is something you desperately needed at this point.
>It’s going to be a nice break from constantly having to hold the hands of clueless bureaucrats.
>Soon you made your way through the city and arrived at the northbound train.
>Once more into the breach.
>…
I still disagree with having the ability to browse 4chan while banned.
>>27139577
Where did that come from? (not the position on being able to browse while banned but posting about it)
>>27140153
A sad, lonely man who's around longer than he thought he would be.
>>27140641
Still I don't see why he posted that in this thread.
>>27139458
Perfect to wake her up and express your true feelings to her. With a good rutting
>>27142255
I was wondering when you would show up
Do you know what this story needs? A good session of Flurry rutting Anon.
>>27143001
What like a futa Flurry?
>>27143504
>>27139577
Stop, i've been perm b& 7 times, it doesn't matter. Everybody on this site knows how to get a new IP anyway.
>>27143708
More of pegging man I see, don't worry I won't judge
>>27143726
b-but that's illegal
I'll be updating tomorrow afternoon, right now I'm looking at an all-nighter for a few papers
>>27146890
why make a new thread, post one single post of green, and then tell us you wont be posting any more until tomorrow?
do you need the attention from retards like this >>27147733 that badly?
>>27148544
Probably had more planned but instead he underestimated his irl work schedule, overestimated his writing speed in some combination. Plus he probably wanted it to be let people know about this one by having it linked in the previous thread. In practise it didn't turn out so good.
>>27146625
Luna looks like she celebrated 4/20
Bump from 9.
>>27149580
Celestia looks high as well
>>27139458
>After six or so hours on the train, you reached your stop.
>There wasn’t a station, but it was the closest place on the track that would get you to the Everfree forest.
>Your group then spent the next few hours hiking towards the forest.
>By ground you should reach your safe house tomorrow night.
>But as the sun was setting you made camp just on the outskirts of the forest.
>There shouldn’t be any trouble getting to your destination.
>After being ordered on more than a few trips to thin the creatures that populate the Everfree, the wildlife instinctively knows to flee at your sight and sent.
>For now you worked with your men to set up the tents, and a couple of the crystal ponies were sent off to get firewood.
>Right before last light, your group of fourteen sat around the fire.
>You spoke up to address the twelve crystal ponies.
“I’m sure you’re wondering why you were chosen to accompany me. Well listen up.”
>All eyes are on you.
“I spent some time going through battle records, and in the past months you have all served with great dignity. To that end, you’ll be reassigned to the garrison back in the Crystal Empire. The war’s over and you’ll be going home.”
>You wait as they exchange banter and gratitude at the statement.
“But for the time being, you’ll still be on active duty. I know that the army is entirely volunteers at this point, and with the war over you’ll be itching to return to your old lives. In the coming months we’ll be working on getting everyone who wants to retire back home. Of course, any of you are welcome to stay on should you want to.”
>With that stated you let the men have their own conversations as you turned to your thoughts.
>Logistics wise you want the military to have between two hundred fifty thousand and four hundred thousand during peace time.
>To that end, if not enough decide to stay active duty of their own choice, you’ll need to find an alternative.
More tonight hopefully
>>27149066
This. By next friday I've still got some thirty odd pages of essays to go (finished 20ish in the past few days).
>>27151654
>You haven’t decided what exactly to implement.
>A draft or service by requirement wouldn’t go over that well.
>Hopefully it won’t come down to anything like that.
>After all, the army only got so small because of a forced demilitarization.
>Around eighty percent of the active troops have served in wars before the most recent one.
>Maybe you’re just worrying too much.
>Captain Thunder nudges you, bringing you out of your thoughts.
>You glance over and he’s barely holding in laughter, nodding towards a pony on the other side of the fire.
>If you recall correctly, that’s Sergeant Vigilance.
>”…But the cake was already eaten!”
>The others begin openly laughing at him.
>”What’s so funny, that one used to spook the jitters right out of me an’ then some.”
>Another pony, Lieutenant Blues, speaks up.
>”That wouldn’t scare my two year old foal.”
>”Well if you’re such a great story teller then feel free to speak up.” Vigilance shoots back.
>At this point Thunder’s laughter has started to die down, and he wipes a tear from his eye.
>Thunder then asks of the group:
>”Ghost stories, really?”
>Corporal Canon replies while pointing into the forest.
>”Well given our location it seems appropriate.”
>”Quit tempting fate, man!” Corporal Cannon (Not to be confused with Corporal Canon) interjects.
“Enough!”
>You lean forwards while the entire camp goes silent.
>In your experience, Equestrian horror stories are tame by a fifth grade human’s standards.
“What say we listen to a real horror story?”
>There is a sigh of relief as the ponies realize they aren’t getting chewed out.
“I’m going to preface this. There’s a reason I don’t talk very much about my life before coming to Equestria, and this is that reason.”
>You’re literally just improving at this point.
>>27151677
>improving
Do you mean improvising?
>>27152279
Improv-ing (as in improv theatre)
>>27152377
Yeah, improvisation. Improving means getting better.
>>27152738
The slang term for the act of doing 'improv' is 'improving' pronounced as an -ing after improv, differently than improving (getting better). Like how a bass guitar is pronounced differently than a bass (fish).
>>27152869
I stand corrected.
>>27152869
Man homographs can be such a pain
B.U.M.P.
>>27153753
>>27152976
I'll be changing it to 'improvising' in the pastebin. Sorry bout the confusion.
>>27155249
I was right! Woo!!!
Okay, I'm done being an ass.
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Sorry, fell asleep while working
>>27152377
>>27152869
(That was me on phone)
>>27155353
I'm only changing it so that if anyone reads it on the pastebin they understand what I meant. It didn't occur that improv-ing was spelt the same as improving until it was pointed out.
>>27157806
Anons Retirementplan:
Step 1. Anon teaches pone how to enrich uranium using his human knowledge
Step 2. Anon leads the construction of an immense underground hq/bunker,military base inside Canterlot Mountain
Step 3. Pone use their magic to develop and construct a fast breeder type reactor in record time, as the heart of Canterlot Mountain Base, using it to power the hq's light and ventilation and the nuclear enrichment facilities, as well as the waste heatoutput to heat the hq and a big part of the city making it profitable
Step 4. Pone enrich the plutonium and get the bomb
Step 5. Stick it to the top of an ICBM and Anon retires aware that pone now are save
Step 6. Pone make their new superiority known to all their enemies by blowing up the next one stupid enough to attack after anon's gone, but blame the explosion on their advances in magic so noone tries to recreate them
Step 7. Anon visits the Crystal Empire again and gets old pounding horsepussy multiple times a day while resting asured that nothing can threaten them now
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Why has this story not gotten any fanart yet? You'd think it would have at least a few by now.
>>27160917
There was one sketch that someone made in a previous thread.
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>>27161830
yeah and someone was working on a vector version
>>27163245
Too bad they're dead now
bumping the bump
>>27164964
All who draws fanart of this story dies. How they die is a mystery.
>>27166882
Rut Flurry anon gets them I sware
>>27168533
Nothing out of the usual here
>>27166882
They are attacked by flying wacoms
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>tfw no substantial update in days.
>tfw too hooked on the story to leave.
>tfw it'll be worth it soon.
hooray my ban is up
Last Bump was 4 hoirs ago... this is the enddays. It was an honor bumping with you faggots.
>>27175843
We're not dead yet!
>>27175844
its called night time
>>27175843
>>27176379
That stretch of time is when most of north america is asleep meaning 4chan isn't as active so threads last a lot longer than usual
Keeping the dream alive
Hey ThingFag, are you alive?
>>27177907
bumipo
It's been a while. Everything ok?
>>27181044
I'm sure everythings fine, just life and other random bollocks getting in the way.
>page 9
>>27178640
not kill
>>27181044
Life's not been pulling any punches, spent weekend drowning sorrows in alcohol. Updates tomorrow when not hungover
>>27182673
Good to know you're still alive
>>27182673
Writting about Flurry being passionately Rutted by uncle Anon would help with the hangover.
>>27182673
WRITING ABOUT INVADING THE EAST
>>27183905
Gotta admire your determination if nothing else
>>27182673
I can hardly wait for more
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>>27182673
Looking forward to reading the next act. Get better soon.
>>27182673
Wow that must be some hangover
>>27191982
Yesterday and Saturday were drinking days, today was the hangover. It's mostly gone now, and I'll be workign for a while.
>>27151677
>…
“But we never found my friend or his cousin. Then, around three months later we heard about a hiker in the area that had gone missing. I was prepping to head back north, but I was dragged here before I could finish the hunt for good.”
>The fire has died down greatly at this point, and the faces around it are barely illuminated.
“As far as I know, at least one is still stalking those woods to this day.”
>Thus bringing generic Wendigo story to a close.
>You really got into the story telling part though, this is the first time you’ve really been able to inspect the men.
>Vigilance has his hooves over his ears.
>Blues is visibly trembling.
>Canon and Cannon are hugging each other (they split as soon as they notice you watching).
>And the others are nervously eyeing the Everfree.
>”So uhh- sir?” Lieutenant Blues asks. “These Wendingo things don’t exist in Equestria, right?”
“Wendigo.” You correct the pronunciation. “And as far as I know, they don’t… Just don’t take a bite out of Vigilance to test it though.”
>He blinks while staring at you with a look of disgust.
“It’s a joke.”
(split up due to character limit)
>>27192648
>At least three of the ponies had to throw up while you described the creatures, how they’re made, and how they look.
>Five of them threw up and one of them passed out while you describe how you ‘watched’ one eat somebody.
>Overall, you consider this a victory.
“Now get some sleep, we leave bright and early tomorrow.”
>They stay sitting near the fire.
“Hey people, that’s an ORDER!”
>Your final word echoes three or four times as your men filter off to their own tents, leaving Captain Thunder behind.
>”All made up?” He whispers.
“Absolutely. Well, they do exist in certain Mythologies, but that’s all they are- stories.”
>”Weird how the name is so similar to the Windigo spirits.”
“You’d be amazed with how many names are similar between our worlds. Anyway, I’ll be turning in.”
>You then went to your own tents.
>Quietly, you chuckle to yourself.
>They won’t be getting much rest.
>Poor fools.
>You lie down and close your eyes.
>The sleeping bag you’ve got is a welcome change to the overly comfortable beds you’ve been sleeping in recently.
>Should be falling asleep quickly tonight.
>But you hear an ear-piercing scream/wail that seems to come from every direction.
>And your eyes shoot open.
>>27192657
>A moment later you storm out of your tent.
>Might as well get some enjoyment out of it.
“Alright, who’s the wise guy? Front and center people!”
>Upon hearing your voice, the men start to slowly come out of their tents.
“Get the lead out!”
>They quickly form a line and stand at attention.
>You begin pacing back and forth in front of them.
“Now, I’ll admit, the scream had me going for the slightest moment. If whoever did it steps forward now, punishment will be merciful.”
>They stand silently.
“I do not mind a prank; but when I give an order to get rest, you get rest. AM I UNDERSTOOD?”
>”Yes Sir!”
“Really, sounds like your Drill Sergeants must have skipped the day they deal with insubordination. I gave an order to sleep, and one of you illegitimate donkey-descended numpty brains decided to play the wise guy.”
>You clear your throat and prepare for another round of insults.
>But are unable to keep a straight face, and you start laughing.
“Haha, looks like my Drill Marshal spooked you more than the story or scream. Really though, good effort on your part. Very convincing. But, I’ll just get it out with to spare you guys the nightmares: Wendigos aren’t real. It was all just a story.”
>The men start looking between themselves.
>They seem convinced that none of them did it.
>You do a head count.
>Twelve, and you make thirteen.
“Where’s Private Red Shirt?”
>You turn to his tent; the main flap is still down.
“Congratulations Private, you won my admiration, now come out and apologize to your poor comrades.”
>No reply.
That's all for tonight (this might seem out of place- but it will all come together)
>>27193069
“Private! Front and center!”
>You approach his tent and flip open the flap.
>Your man is nowhere to be seen.
>But there is a considerable amount of blood.
>The far side of the tent has a gaping hole ripped into it.
>And you can see another tear.
>Five cuts spaced a bit larger than your own hand could make.
“Very funny, and pretty convincing.”
>You leave the tent behind and yell out.
“Alright soldier, you’ve had your fun. But that tent’s coming out of your paycheck. Get back here now, Wendigo’s might not be real, but there are plenty of other monsters in the Everfree.”
>Still no reply.
“No more games Private- get your flank back here ASAP!”
>”Uhh Sir?”
>Thunder speaks up and you turn to face him.
>”You were certain that those things weren’t real, right?”
“Oh don’t give me that, you were the only one that didn’t buy into it.”
>”No but…”
“But what?”
>He nods behind you twice.
>The others in the line follow suit.
“Very mature. Sure, I’ll indulge you.”
>You pivot on your heel.
>It’s dark, but the moon and stars are giving you a decent visibility.
>Throughout all of your time in Equestria, you’ve always taken their legends and myth with a grain of salt.
>At least until you’ve seen it for yourself.
>And right now you’re looking at a dark silhouette about a hundred feet away.
>Humanoid, standing on two legs, but hunched over.
>If it was standing fully upright, you’d guess it to be twelve feet high.
>It’s body and limbs are rather thin- almost malnourished looking.
>And noticeable claws.
>There is some movement in its head as a near identical wail starts to echo around you.
>And then the creature leaps off to its right, moving quick enough that you lose track of it.
>>27193089
based writefriend has returned!
>>27193089
Alright you're back
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>>27193089
"All these mythological creatures exist in equestria, surely evil can't lurk in the mysterious ever free forest where myths thought even myths in the pony world live"
>>27193089
Kind of makes me think of Predator or Aliens
bump
>>27193089
>Your initial thought is that it’s a dream.
>You sharply inhale, trying to wake yourself up.
>But nothing happens.
>This is all wrong.
>Firstly it showed up right after you finished telling a story about them.
>Second- they don’t exist.
>Maybe you’d be a believer if they existed in Equestrian myths and legends, but they don’t.
>And you know these woods.
>You’ve spent many months thinning out the beasts that live in the Everfree, and not once have you ever encountered anything even remotely similar to a Wendigo.
>”Sir, what do we do?”
>Then again, there is still a lot to this world that even the ponies don’t know much about.
>”Sir!”
>You’ve been unable to locate any targets in the darkness.
>And everything is quiet.
>Too quiet.
>No sounds of wild life, only the wind and the panic of your men.
>”SIR!”
>Your men.
“Arm yourselves, and then get more wood on the fire and break out the torches. We’re being hunted.”
>With that order, you draw your sword.
>The men start to scramble around camp, desperately trying to get the fire roaring once more.
>Alright, if this really is what it looks like, then you’ll need flames to kill it.
>You’ve no flares, or flame throwers.
>Or any unicorns that can summon magical fires.
>But some of the men are lighting lanterns.
“Captain, how much oil are we carrying?”
>The pegasi flies over to you.
>”Not much.”
“Enough for a Molotov?”
>”Maybe.”
“Then get to working on that.”
>After Thunder went off, you went to grab a torch, grasping it in your free hand.
>All you could do is watch the forest for any changes.
>As your men shuffled around you, the campsite grew brighter with each passing minute.
>But the forest remained still.
>Wind passing through leaves.
>Hoof steps and weapons being drawn.
>Fires crackling.
>But no animals.
>>27201355
>…
>Based on the position of the moon, your group has been back to back at camp for an hour or so.
>No more sightings or attacks, but the silence has remained.
>It’s still out there.
>Your men have caught on to the lack of sound as well.
>For most of the time they’ve been silent as well, waiting for an attack.
>But you won’t be able to keep this up forever, because eventually you’ll be needing rest.
>Theoretically the creature hunts at night, but you have no idea what’s legend and what’s fact.
>All you know is that it’s almost twice your size and incredibly fast.
>And that it’s killed one of your men.
>Who was alone in his tent.
>That explains it!
>You’re being hunted.
>It’s waiting for an opportunity to strike.
>After all: it’s still thirteen against one.
>And the thirteen are tightly grouped in a defendable location.
“Captain.”
>You whisper over to Thunder, and he approaches.
“I’ve got to draw it out, be ready for my word.”
>”Sir, do you think that’s a good idea?”
“I’ve never encountered anything in this forest that I’ve been unable to kill, and tonight is no different. It wants us to wait and let us make mistakes in our exhaustion.”
>On one hand, you’re literally adhering to horror clichés.
>You’re the jock who thinks he can deal with the killer.
>But on the other hand, you’re yet to find a creature or individual that could best you.
>Ponies, yaks, griffons, minotaurs, packs of timber wolves, manticores, chimeras, hydras, and even dragons have fallen before you.
>You are the single most destructive organism that’s ever lived in this world.
>But…
>Pride goeth before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall.
>Conscious of that, you hand your torch to the Captain.
>And start forward into the darkness.
>>27201358
back tomorrow
>>27201364
NOOOOOO!!!
Okay, I'll wait.
>>27201358
>>And start forward into the darkness.
Hyped for innawoods anon
>>27201358
Man I'm really loving this
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>>27207655
>>27206796
Were these bumps really necessary?
>>27208508
Bump
>>27208508
could have been a mobile issue
I made this one on my phone >>27207645
weird how someone bumped it immediately after
Sorry guys, I've got another all-nighter ahead of me- so no updates tonight. (but there's a slight chance there'll be some from the wee hours of the morning)
>>27209450
It's okay, life comes first.
Try not to kill yourself, that would make me scribble out one of the few remaining things on my 'reasons to not die' list.
>before wageslaving bump
>>27211908
>Coffee break bump
>>27212897
Fag break bump
>>27213537
Afternoon slacking bump
>>27214386
Sitting on the sofa monging out bump
>>27215185
Watching the NFL Draft during happy hour bump
>>27215380
How about Tunsil? What an idiot...
Almost as much of an idiot as one who wouldn't rut Flurry.
>>27215926
>Tunsil
Well, he finally got picked. But I think he did it in purpose to get on a better team. Costed him millions though
>rutting flurry
Haha nah, gotta keep our new waifu pure
>>27201358
>You stop at an even twenty paces.
>Slowly, your eyes start to adjust to the change in light.
>With your back to the camp, you can only make out the silhouettes of the local flora.
>Scanning to each side, you see no sign of life.
>But you know that it’s watching you.
>You can feel it.
>A pair of cold eyes sizing you up, waiting for just the right moment to strike.
>But it’s hesitating.
>It doesn’t know what to make of you.
>You sheath your blade, but keep your hand on the grip.
>And then you close your eyes.
>And listen.
>On your six, you hear no spoken word from the camp.
>Your men are waiting just as diligently.
>The crackle of the fires is far away.
>No movement or sounds from any wildlife.
>The wind blowing through an endless sea of brush.
>And a branch snapping.
>High to your three o’clock.
>In a single fluid motion you draw your sword and turn to the disturbance.
>And open your eyes.
>You see a large mass landing onto the ground maybe six feet away from you.
>Taller that you and disfigured, but distinctly human.
>A dirty white skin that bears dozens of bumps and cuts.
>You can see almost its entire skeleton pressing outwards against its skin.
>Elongated arms, with an equally stretched out hand; each finger tipped with a five inch claw.
>The feet are rough, bare, and well worn.
>Remains of some ragged clothing are left on its main body.
>And the head.
>Whatever hair it had has long since fallen out, but you can see the slightest fuzz growing on its head and upper chest.
>The eyes are wide open, and it looks like its irises have glazed over in an incredibly pale blue hue.
>Skin on its nose is starting to fall off, and you can see the bone that used to be underneath it.
>The teeth have grown by maybe an inch or two; they taper off into sharp points.
>It also looks like it has eaten its upper and lower lips, as well as some of the cheeks.
>And it’s just standing there.
>Hunched, but standing.
>Watching you.
>>27216865
>That makes sense.
“Ha!”
>It’s head cocks to the left, and it inhales through what’s left of its nose.
“Really Discord, you didn’t have anything better to do?”
>It takes a step towards you.
“You had your fun, but it’s over. Where’s my man?”
>As it exhales, the odor of rotting flesh overtakes you.
>This isn’t right.
>You catch a glimpse of some red fur sticking between some of its teeth.
>And what looks to be fresher blood on its claws.
>Killing isn’t Discord’s style.
>And the way it’s studying you.
>Like it recognizes a similar body shape.
>Or it’s ideal food.
“Oh.”
>You lunge backwards as the beast screeches and swings at you with its claw.
>You almost out of its range, but you feel four distinct claws tear into the black t-shirt you were wearing.
>They were almost perfectly sharp, perfect for skinning.
>You swing your sword to hack at the creature’s side.
>And all of your momentum is halted as the blade impacts its skin, not even leaving a scratch.
>>27210125It's okay random Anon, I won't be going anywhere anytime soon
>>27215380
cheers for the bumps
>>27216870
>”SIR!”
>Hearing Captain Thunder yell out, you take action.
>You roll backwards, just below another swing from the creature.
>Just as you regain your footing, you see a bright object impact the figure.
>Glass breaks and oil coats the Wendigo’s right side, leaving it to let out another shriek.
>But with this one, you can hear the pain and fear in it’s tone.
>Now’s your window.
>Closing the short distance between you and your target, you place grasp your sword’s grip woth both hands.
>Charging over the scattered flames that have blossomed on the ground, you duck under a flailing arm.
>And bring the full force of your blade down into the creature’s burning neck.
>You then get out of the burning mess, patting some flames off of your shoulder.
>As you turn, you see that the head is now resting a few feet from its slumped over body.
>The area was a slight clearing, so there shouldn’t be a brush fire.
>With that you turn and start heading back to camp.
>Your men have already started cheering.
“Nice throw Captain.”
>”You know, this isn’t exactly what I was envisioning when I signed on.”
“It neve-“
>A familiar ear piercing shriek echoes on the wind, cutting you off.
>But this one is different, almost vengeful.
>Before it can finish, a second scream joins it.
>And a third distinct wail is added in.
>All before a much deeper bellow dwarfs the previous noises.
>>27216889
This might be it for tonight, but I'll be working for a bit longer
>>27216917
Until Dawn reference?
>bump
anon vs a pack of skinwalkers edition
>Before wageslaving bump #2
TGIF edition
>>27219278
>coffee break bump #2
>>27220039
>lunch break bump
Cheat day edition
>>27220490
that looks delicious
>>27139445
"But I'm not a captain. I'm not even part of this army. As you can see, I'm in jail."
>"I know."
"Who even are you? I haven't seen you around here."
>"I'm Princess Flurry."
"Princess who?"
>"Don't worry about it. You just need to come with me."
"Why though?"
>"Because we're at war, in case you didn't know. The dragons are overpowering us at every turn."
"What do you want me to do about it?"
>"You're a human. All of Twilight's old files say your race was quite adept at war. Your physiology also shows great potential for combat."
"My race. Not me. I'm not a war hero, Blurry."
>"Flurry."
"Whatever. I can't help you."
>"You can't right now, but you will."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
>"I mean you've just been volunteered to take part in a special experiment."
"Excuse me?"
>"Our alchemists believe they've finally found a formula to enhance one's own physical abilities to something...godly. A super soldier, if you will."
"Wow wow wow, go back. I've been volunteered? I never heard anything about that."
>"Look here, convict. You're currently serving 3 consecutive life sentences. You help us out here, and we'll set you free."
"Help you how? What the fuck are you even talking about?"
>"We're going to pump you full of experimental juice, teach you to fight, and throw you at a bunch of dragons."
>You stare blankly at the pony.
>"Anonymous?"
>Pump you full of experimental juice...
>"Anon?"
>Teach you to fight...
>"Are you in there?"
>And throw you at a bunch of dragons.
>"Twilight's notes didn't say anything about retardation."
"My name isn't Anonymous."
>"What's that?"
"My name. It isn't Anonymous."
>"Then who are you?"
"I'm Captain Equestria."
>>27221655
Go on...
>>27221655
I'm in.
>>27220490
>gainz bump
Cheat day was a mistake edition
>>27216917
what the hell
where did this come from
>>27224236
Where did what come from?
The story?
The current scene?
That I haven't had a lot of time to update recently?
Something else?
>Coffee bump
Too lazy to snap a pic because weekend edition
>>27227042
>morning run bump
This faggot is a pleb for going outside edition
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>>27229253
>Enjoying some degeneracy while trying to "adult" bump
2 more applications to go edition
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>page 10
>page 9
>Saturday night GTA bump
Game keeps crashing edition
>>27237369
Cheers for the service Anon
>>27216889
>…
“Hold!”
>The men tracking behind you stop, waiting intently on your words as you study the surroundings.
>You’ve arrived at a river after hours of pursuit.
>The birds are chirping in the morning light.
“We’ve got wildlife. Take stock and rest up, you’ve got two hours before we’re setting out.”
>You do a quick head count.
>Captain Thunder, Lieutenant Blues, Sargent Vigilance, Corporal Canon, and Corporal Cannon.
>The others are presumed KIA.
>You remove your backpack from your shoulders.
>After you set it on the river bank, you rip off what’s left of your tattered shirt.
>Good thing you didn’t change out of your boots, because you’ve been running almost since you killed the first Wendigo.
>There were three others like it, and larger one.
>The alpha, bull, prime, or whatever it’s called was easily around fifteen feet high.
>And that’s not counting the antlers.
>It’s head looked like a bloody deer’s skull, and a fur had grown over the top half of its torso.
>Anyway, after you killed the first one the rest of the pack set on the camp.
>You all only had a couple moments to grab gear.
>Then came the hours of retreating.
>Your other men were picked off one by one.
>Some tripped, some were separated from the group, some were ambushed, but at the end of the night you’ve lost the majority of the soldier you entered these woods with.
>But they’ve faced losses too.
>As you were retreating, you managed to beat one to death with a torch.
>It was the smallest of the group- only a foot or two taller than yourself, but you still got one.
>Unfortunately, the others learned from that.
>They know that you’re the strongest of their pray.
>You think that’s why they didn’t make any more direct attempts against you.
>They’re saving you for last.
>But the beasts only let you flee deeper into the Everfree forest.
>You have a general idea of your location, but for the most part you’re lost.
>>27237775
>Wilderness can change a lot in a couple of years.
>But you do know one thing:
>You won’t be able to get out of the Everfree before nightfall, and they’ll be back.
>Six against three.
>You look towards your men.
>Thunder is currently working to get a fire going.
>Blues is just standing where he stopped, giving a thousand-yard stare into the distance.
>Vigilance is scanning the forest, unready to leave his guard down.
>Cannon is sitting on an old log, raving about the situation as Canon tries to calm him down.
>”I mean this is it! What are we supposed to do?”
>”Come on buddy, we’ve been through worse.”
>”No we haven’t!”
>”Well after today we’ll be able to say that.”
>You place your fingers in your mouth and let out a shrill whistle.
“Alright, listen up!”
>Cannon goes quiet, and Blues is snapped back to reality.
>The others turn their heads as well.
“I know we’ve just been through a lot, but we’re not out of it yet. This isn’t what any of you signed on for, but it’s what we’ve been thrust into. Now, I’ve got a safe house in the area, and based on our rough location, we should be able to reach it before night fall. But if any of us are going to survive this, I need each and every one of you working to the best of your abilities.”
>You pause for a moment.
“I know you’re afraid, but I’m going to do everything in my power to keep you alive. We’ve got two of them already, all we need to do is get to the safe house and get properly armed. Now rest up, you’ve got two hours.”
>>27237787
>With that, you went to check what was still in your pack.
>No spare clothes, they were in your suit case.
>A waterproof case of matches.
>Set of stainless steel pots for cooking and boiling water.
>A canteen, still full.
>A flask of high proof vodka.
>Some rope.
>A few rolls of gauze.
>One run-of-the-mill hatchet.
>A full tang bowie knife with a ten inch blade.
>If that isn’t enough length, then you have a twenty inch blade on your machete.
>Should none of those suit your needs then, you’ve got kukri and its fifteen inches of hacking power.
>You start untangling the various sheathes and harnesses for your gear.
>As the bag is emptied, you’ve noticed something.
>Frederick’s urn was left at camp.
>You whisper under your breath:
“I’ll come back for you buddy.”
>”You say something sir?”
>Thunder asks, looking up from a pile of wood and kindling.
“Nothing. Here, catch.”
>You toss the match case over to him.
>”Thanks, left mine at camp.”
>But you’ve already gone back to equipping yourself.
>Thanks to the Wendigos and the forest’s brush, you’ll be going shirtless until further notice.
>At least it’s summer.
>You’ve got the bowie knife strapped over your pants on your right thigh.
>Your sword is still on your left hip, and you strapped the hatchet’s sheathe to your right.
>A pair of harnesses are over your upper torso now:
>Under your left arm is the kukri, and the machete rests on the right side of your back.
>You’ve put your flask in your left pocket.
>Finally you put the canteen’s strap over your left shoulder, and let it hang on your right side.
>You gave the pots over to Captain Thunder so he can start boiling river water.
>The rope and gauze you tossed over to Vigilance, who added it to his sparse load.
>With gear sorted out, you set on the next task: food.
>But all rations that you could have eaten were left behind.
>Thankfully, there’s a fire going.
>…
Character limit continues to fight against me, anyway, the next post will be the last for the night.
>>27237800
>You stood on the water’s edge with a sharpened stick.
>Waiting.
>Too small.
>Too far away.
>Small.
>Perfect.
>Must be nearing to feet in length.
>That’s right.
>Just stay there.
>You strike downwards.
>And your aim was true.
>Catfish for breakfast.
>…
>>27237815
>Your knife was a bit cumbersome for gutting fish, but you made due.
>More than one questioning look was sent your way as you were cooking it over the fire, but you men have better things to do than be picky about their CO’s diet.
>And you have more important things to be worrying about.
>Like where your safe house actually is.
>You ran mostly westward.
>And your camp was set up so that you would be equally as far south and east from the safe house’s coordinates.
>You should be due south of it, give or take a few degrees.
>But, those few degrees could be the difference of being stuck in the middle of the Everfree or inside of an armory come nightfall.
>Your life, and those of these five survivors, depends on your ability to lead them to safety.
>But something else is bothering you.
>The Wendigos.
>The fact that an earth centric myth has been encountered in Equestria, (for the first time, right after you told their tale,) is unsettling.
>Wendigos are the product of human cannibalism, and the ones you’ve encountered all seem rather human.
>Aside from the big one, but like you told the others:
>’Some peoples said that they grow ever more bestial as they devour more flesh.’
>Anyway, their presence here could mean that there are… or rather, were more humans here.
>Or it could be that some sort of creature or pony is using a form of magic to turn into or summon fears into reality.
>The tale, although tame by your standards, absolutely terrified most of your men.
>You’re not sure if that kind of magic exists here, but a MID unicorn could have literally weaponized your men’s fear.
>Either way, the Wendigos are tangible threats that have to be dealt with.
>And you might be the only hope for these five ponies.
>>27237832
looking good b0ss
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>page 9
>before cadet workout bump
Just fuck my shit up now senpai edition
>>27243628
>thank Celestia the workout is over bump
Time to head home and get comfy edition
>>27246207
Emergency bump
Heading into finals week, studying and still got some finishing touches for essays.
Updates may be sparse the next few days, but come Thursday night I'm free and will be devoting a lot of time to the story
>page 8
>>27224794
sorry I had to stay in the er for a few days
the whole 'evil monster in the woods' thing, though I haven't read anything since I've got back so I'll roll with it and get up to date
>>27247360
I still think it's weird and random and out of place, but I'll let you finish before i giive my full drunken opinion on it.
>page 9
>>27247360
Hope you do well on your finals
>liquid lunch bump
Fuck 1pm's meeting edition
>page 9
ah damn
hospital ice cream bump
ooooooogaaaaa boooogggaaaaa bump
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>10
>Before bed bump
too drunk to kill myself bump
>>27265370
Why kill yourself though?
>>27265393
too drunk
>>27265403
Thats no reason to kill yourself mate
>page 9
>10
Flurry still needs a good rutting.
>>27272785
and you need to kill yourself
>page 9
Be updating either tonight or tomorrow
>>27274456
woohoo
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>page 8
RIP Thingfag
2016-2016
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>before gym bump
Alright, I'll be working now. updates soon.
>>27286947
addendum to that. I'm working now, but my laptop's mouse pad is busted, that makes things problematic to copy and paste (it has a touch screen, but it only allows single clicking/tapping, so I can't hilight more than a single line of greentext at a time). So there will be a content dump tomorrow morning after I can go get a mouse (don't have one on hand right now).
>>27287382
A CONVENIENT EXCUSE!
You can't tap and hold to select text? That, or you may be able to use the keyboard and hold control or something and use the arrow keys to select
>>27287401
Holding just works as a right mouse click, it's not set up to work fully as a tablet. (It's cheap and I didn't care for touch screens.)
(But I realized that shift + arrows lets me select text)
updates will be coming tonight.
>>27237832
>…
>At least twelve hours have passed.
>You think that you’re the last one left.
>It seems like you took the group on a path to far to the west.
>As night fell so did your numbers.
>Currently you’re sitting on the ground, leaning against a tree.
>The three beasts cornered you on the bank at the top of a waterfall.
>So you jumped.
>But not before the big one cut in to your gut.
>Not deep enough to do any serious damage, but the blood loss will slow you down.
>At least you managed to toss the gauze into one of your pockets.
>First went Vigilance, he stopped because he thought he heard something in the night.
>Then a claw dragged him into the brush.
>His pack was torn open and you took what you could.
>Reaching into your pocket you retrieve your flask.
>You started by taking a hefty gulp for yourself.
>After that you pored some of the vodka on your open wounds.
>It stung, but after decades of injuries you’ve gotten used to it.
>Second was Canon, he tripped and slipped down a steep incline as you were traversing past it.
>Third was Cannon, he went down to rescue his friend.
>By the time your group went around and down to meet up with them, there was only a clearing full of blood.
>You start unraveling the gauze and start wrapping them around your lower torso.
>They’re still a bit damp from your dive into the river, but it’ll have to do.
>You have just enough to give a decent covering around the wounds.
>Then you tie it up and lean against the tree again.
>And then stare into the dark forest.
>Fourth was Blues, as you were running he stopped dead in his tracks.
>He had a break down and kept screaming to ‘get them off.’
>When you turned back at him, they swooped in and dragged him away.
>After that you were sure that you were getting close.
>Fifth was Thunder, he flew up and over the tree line to scout ahead.
>There was heavy movement in the canopy above your head and you didn’t see anything, but he never came back.
>And then there was one.
>>27287472
>thingfag returns
OH SHIT
TIME FOR BOOZE
>page 10
>>27287472
>You entered this forest with thirteen men.
>You promised all of them that they would be going home.
>You said that they’d be seeing their families soon.
>Now they’re gone, each and every one of them.
>You said that you’d protect them.
>You told them they’d be safe.
>You vowed to get them to safety.
>Now they’re gone, each and every one of them.
>Now you’re sitting in the dirt holding a wound.
>Just waiting for death to take you.
>You never expected it would be like this.
>The vision you’ve always had was that death would come to you and you’d face it on your feet.
>Not on the ground and struggling to stay conscious from exhaustion and blood loss.
>And you always thought that it would be for something.
>And that you wouldn’t die in the middle of the woods without any witnesses.
>This is just pitiful.
>You reach down and grab the flask, taking another swig before closing it and putting it back into your pocket.
>It’s a shame about Thunder.
>He was a good man.
>But his wife will have it worse; someday some ponies will knock on her door.
>They’ll say how he’s missing in action and they’ll still be looking for him.
>That she shouldn’t lose hope.
>But she’ll know the truth.
>Her husband will be gone and she’ll never have the closure she deserves.
>All of the men’s families will go on like that.
>Wives, parents, siblings, children, and all of their other loved ones will never know what happened.
More tomorrow
>>27288061
>And what will they say about you?
>You can imagine the speculation now.
>Are you dead, or just in hiding?
>Maybe they’ll think you’ve gone back to your own world.
>But here you are.
>Not with a bang, but a whimper.
>An old man that’s too tired to continue.
>What about Flurry?
>She’s a strong girl, and you’ve raised her well.
>You know that she’ll be able to rise to the occasion.
>She will grow to be the Princess she needs to be.
>But, losing you at a time like this might push her over the edge.
>You fish the flask back out of your pocket.
>What’s even the point?
>You keep fighting because at any given time you’re too valuable to die.
>But no matter what you do there’s always another issue to pop up after the task at hand’s been solved.
>You put the mouth of the flask to your lips and down the remainder of it.
>A shame you spilled so much onto your wound.
>You keep telling yourself that you’re too necessary to be out of the picture.
>But it’s a big world, and someone else will surely be able to keep it from being destroyed.
>And anyways, you’re tired.
>What’s taking them so long?
>You’re here; alone and ready.
>Ready for your peace.
>You close your eyes and wait for the inevitable.
>But slowly drift off to sleep, no longer able to keep yourself conscious.
tonight is fast
>>27288106
This whole bit was such a strange change of pace, is it just a dream or something?
>>27288369
If so then what was the point?
>>27288995
Oh shit this whole time I thought we were going to invade the east.
I think the east is invading.
>before new episode /mlp/ shitstorm bump
>>27290143
episode day
>page 8
>page 9
>page 10
>page 8
>page 9
> page 8
>mfw getting bored of just bumping with just >>27302062
>page 9
>before bed bump
>>27288106
On one hand I need closure.
On the other hand, even an abrupt death can be poetic.
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i'm worried about anon.
How the fuck does he get out of this one, if at all.
>>27306750
Sexy little pose for Uncle Anon.
Its time for him to claim what is his. Rut her!
Sorry, family shit took me away. Working later today.
>>27310987
(this isn't the ending)
>>27312190
>based ThingFag has returned
>this isn't the ending
My day has been made
>>27312190
That's ok family comes first
>before lunch bump
>>27314423
>afternoon slacking bump
>>27312684
>day
Posts night horse. k
>>27315800
Fug, not well meme'd on my part. Here's a rare sunhorse
>do not steel
page 9
>during gym bump
>you wake up to something working your pants
>cracking your eyes open you see the windingo
>too tired to fight it off
>it extends its bloody claw over your manhood
>it jerks you off while smiling
>mutter "gay"
>It looks into your eyes and says "come on mate aren't you curious? "
>why boner rising
>suddenly windigo is kicked
>be windigo
>just kicked awake by other windigo
>"What the fuck, bob?"
>"nigga, you were moaning in your sleep and rubbing yourself"
>"Oi, I'm gonna get dat dick!"
>being windigo is suffering
Yo ThingFag. Considering the shit that's happened so far, will Anon's relationship with Amber Dawn come up? I'm guessing she was probably a plot device, but she seems like a reason for Anon to stop fighting. Thoughts?
>>27317762
10/10
>>27317784
Everything is written for a reason, and I haven't forgotten them.
That being said the next bit will need to be put out at one time to keep things cohesive, so expect somewhat if a dump tomorrow.
>last day of overwatch beta bump
thorasantesis bump
i got a fuckin needle in my back and i feel like shit
>>27318901
i'll be waiting
i was bumping now because i feel like i'm gonna pass out
polite sage
urgh. One more day, I guess.
