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2013-03-12 07:19 9015969 Alpha Anonymous in Equestria Thread 637 (1362008775860.png 600x600 268kB)
New Year Edition Previously on AiE: >>8985606 Forum: http://theanonsofequestria.freeforu ms.org/index.php Active list: http://pastebin.com/mVG33ERX Master list: http://pastebin.com/xGf9RcL9 Completed Stories list: http://pastebin.com/QZ4PDe7g Pie Club: http://pastebin.com/v8cMpK0Q Thread archives up to Thread 352: https://www.dropbox.com/sh/wcmx6hd2 fkcfy1q/jloKD7pJTX >rope 's thread archive, 353 and up: http://pastebin.com/Qg2dwzq0 Wiki: http://anoninequestria.wikia.com/wi ki/Anon_in_ Equestria_Wiki

0 min later 9015989 Anonymous
Shit threads, go die.

1 min later 9015995 Anonymous
Thirst

1 min later 9016000 Anonymous
>>9015969 Trip friends in Equestria.

1 min later 9016011 Equitech (1357157586654.jpg 454x287 42kB)
Parking. Like a glove.

2 min later 9016026 Anonymous
>>9015969 You didn't add the Skype info, fag.

2 min later 9016034 Anonymous
Threadly reminder that Anonymous doesn't like threadly reminders.

3 min later 9016053 lovelymuffins Magic school 3 (132622931001.gif 480x410 295kB)
>Tuesday. >Sleep came easy once you got something in your stomach. >But waking up, that's something else. >The sun assaults your eyelids causing you to stir. >In an attempt to roll away from the suns burning glare, you roll off the bed. >Legs still on the bed, you curse a bit as you adjust yourself and stand up. >While doing your normal morning routine of cleaning up and eating, you found yourself using magic without realizing it. >Such as turning the hot or cold water up or down to adjust it. >And to hover a piece of bread while you spread jam on the other. >It was when you were spinning a butter knife around with magic like you do with small objects between your fingers that you caught onto it. >You didn't stop using magic but you tried to push it farther. >But your clock said you had little time to really practice with school coming up soon. >So grabbing your bag and devouring the last of your breakfast, you rushed to the door. >Placing your hand on the doorknob, a knock is heard from the other side. >Odd, but convenient. >Opening it you find a startled purple unicorn. >”Oh! Good morning Anonymous!” she says with a forced smile, clearly still startled. “Morning Twilight, come to walk with me to school?” >”Yes,” Her smile becoming less forced. “Well then lets head out.” >Closing your door, you lock it, sliding the key into your pants pocket. >Twilight looks at you funny before you gesture for her to walk down first.

3 min later 9016059 Alpha (1362609748656.gif 272x174 1622kB)
Parking >>9016026 Godammit. To enter the Skype chats add account: anoninequestriaskype

3 min later 9016062 Brew (twilight131.png 505x505 239kB)
Parking before muffins pos- FUCK! I proofed his shit while unleashing the kraken so I apologize for any fuck-ups. Writing soon!

4 min later 9016071 lovelymuffins Magic school (132622957674.png 831x962 183kB)
>>9016053 “You sleep okay? Hope your parents didn't get on your case too hard.” >”Yeah, I hope you don't mind but I came up with some more questions,” Her horn glows as a small stack of papers come out of her saddlebag. “No, not at all,” you sigh, grabbing them and putting them in your bag. >”I also want to apologize for my father.” “For what?” >”Well, uh- calling you a giant monkey.” “I'm not offended Twilight, it's fine. I remember something from my world about how us humans evolved from monkeys, it's fine.” >”You evolved from monkeys?” “I don't know, I was just getting into high school before I arrived in this crazy world so I'm not entirely sure.” >Crossing the street Twilight and you can see the school as you approach it. >It's a rather large school with any kind of class you could think of. >It had general learning for ponies of all ages. >Some special classes for, say, if you want to learn to cook something new. >It even had college for those ponies wanting more knowledge after finishing school. >And you can't forget the library, that fucker is HUGE. >Not like 'huge' huge, we are talking Mclargehuge with a side of supersize huge fries... >Man you miss fast food from your world. >Maybe you could make a business here selling greasy easy to make food... >Or you could gaze at the field as many ponies do various activities. >Unicorns are putting up ropes for Pegasi to do tricks through. >Some even lit on fire... >You even see what looks like football being played. >Walking up the stairs a cool breeze blows by as you open the door for Twilight. >Following her inside both of you rush to your classes.

4 min later 9016081 Anonymous (91079044069de154e2bdf4dd1fd8b05d-capri-sun-rebel.jpg 600x450 38kB)
>>9015989 You'll never stop AiE, we're rebels man.

5 min later 9016103 lovelymuffins Magic school (132623276347.jpg 350x600 48kB)
>>9016071 >Both of you find Mrs. Snowflake sitting at her desk greeting students as they file in. “Good morning Mrs. Snowflake,” both Twilight and you greeting her. >Class passes very uneventful. >You spend the entire time reading your book on a nice little chapter you found called “Magic stamina and you.” >It was a very enlightening read. >Nothing like learning if you strain yourself too hard you could put yourself in the hospital for months! >But after that chapter you found yourself looking at the table of contents. >Prestidigitation >Magic lights and sounds, throwing your voice or making illusions! >The entire chapter held your attention until Twilight pulled you from the book. >”Anonymous! Equestria to Anonymous!” her hoof waves in your face. “Huh wha!?” >”Class is over,” she giggles “You're almost like me when it comes to books.” >Shaking your head and rubbing your eyes, you pack your things up. “Truth be told, I hate reading.” >Twilight adopts a horrified look, almost like you just took a dump on her cat right in front of her. >”Oh... you looked so interested.” “Cause it's about magic, magic is interesting to me, something my world didn't have. I just want to learn everything I can about it, hell I want to cast spells just because I can!” >”Well,” Mrs. Snowflake walking up to you and Twilight, “Why don't you go outside and 'cast something' then?” she giggles. “Well fine, maybe I will!” you reply back jokingly. >Twilight and you leave the classroom and out of the school into the sunny afternoon day. >You watch several fillies and colts getting picked up by what looks like their parents or caretakers.

7 min later 9016123 lovelymuffins Magic school (132651686875.jpg 686x700 248kB)
>>9016103 >”So what do you have planned for today?” Twilight beginning to walk down the stairs. “Not sure, been reading this chapter on... prest-...prestidigitation?” opening the book you check to see if you said it right. “Magic lights and sounds.” >”Oh those are very easy, do you want help like with the fire?” “Maybe, but I still need to find a way to keep from lighting my thumb on fire.” >”Thumb?” >Holding your thumb out she lets out an “oh.” >”So all of your, um- fingers was it?” “Yes.” >”All of your fingers have names?” “Uh sure.” >You begin going over each finger for Twilight just because you had a feeling she was going to ask. >You will never know if she was going to ask or not but as you grow near your house you ask a question. “So hey, if you want to help me I would really appreciate it, I only have a couple of months to pass magic school.” >”I would love to help, but only a couple of months? That shouldn't be an issue with the special program you are in. But why only a couple months?” >You take the lead up the stairs and to your apartment. “I can't just up and leave forever, my parents need help around the winter time.” >”Oooh what do they do?” “My sister, Mom and me sell various things, Father hunts to feed us or get us leather to make something with it, I just sell. My stomach can't stand that kinds stuff.” >Twilight's face turns to utter disgust. >”I-I guess life is different in the griffon kingdom,” you can hear the effort she is putting forth to keep herself from thinking about it. “Very different, much different where I'm from and here by the looks of it.” >Unlocking your door you let Twilight in first before you walk in. >”What was your home like if you don't mind me asking... or if you can remember?”

8 min later 9016144 lovelymuffins MY TWILIGHT FOLDER IS HUGE YET I CANT FIND THE RIGHT PICTURE (1349325307912.png 1280x1186 256kB)
>>9016123 “I remember pretty well, didn't I tell you how I arrived in this crazy world?” >Twilight shakes her head as she floats her saddle bag onto the ground. “I was just walking to my first day of high-school, well not very first but for 10th grade. It was a normal day, I had just left the house. Down the road a bit I tripped over something and landed in a river. Naturally I freaked out because there was no river where I lived and this weird bird thing was pulling me out of the water immediately.” >”Oh my gosh,” she gasps. “It was pretty scary but I also got very lucky, it was around winter in this world when I arrived and I was dressed for summer. The griffons that pulled me out quickly started trying to figure out what I was, it was when I screamed for help they wrapped me up in a blanket... mostly to shut me up as they tied it around me.” >Twilight gasps. “After calming down and them trying to talk to me I started talking, eventually it led to them adopting me. That’s the short version of it anyway.” >”So you were just walking to school?” “Yep.” >”And after they pulled you from the water they adopted you...” “Well not right away, I was making a long story short by leaving out the weeks of me crying and freaking out at every little thing, they watched over me until I just accepted this is where I am.” >You shake off the memories of your arrival. “But anyway, magic.” >”Yes! What would you like to learn?” >Giving it some thought you come up with one. “Fire, it's nice being able to make fire but catching my thumb on fire isn't exactly fun.” >”Hmm, can you cast the fire spell a few times?”

9 min later 9016171 lovelymuffins Magic school (132677751918.png 800x800 170kB)
>>9016144 “Uh sure.” Sitting down you place your elbow on the table while Twilight watches with her horn glowing. >Gathering the elements, you create the small shield layer on your finger and thumb. >Snapping your fingers, you feel the elements ignite and take flame, engulfing your thumb. >Small panic, you wave your hand around. “Ow.” >”Hmmm,” Is Twilight’s only response as you begin to suck on your thumb. >Why does that even make it feel better? >Moving your attention to Twilight you see two thin purple shields floating in front of her. >After watching a bit, you feel some of the elements shift as she strikes both shields together in front of her, causing a flame. >Quickly she grasps it with her magic, feeding it energy to stay lit. >”I think I know what to do.” “Pease enwighten me,” you say, still thumb-in-mouth. >Twilight shakes her head. >”My idea is that you use basic levitation to control and move the elements and small shields away from your thumb.” >Quirking an eyebrow you think about what she is saying. >Slowly it sinks in. “So if I....” >Making the two thin shield layers on your fingers, you slowly drift them away.

10 min later 9016192 lovelymuffins DUPE FILE? THAT BLACK PERSON! (132623278558.jpg 622x633 49kB)
>>9016171 >Moving your fingers around, the shields respond with the movement. >Happy with this, you gather the elements. >All the while Twilight is watching your hand, not the spell you are casting. >Your hand begins to glow a much brighter color of gray as you push your magic farther. >Gathering the elements, you ready yourself. >Quickly snapping your fingers, the shields react, causing a flame to erupt. >This snaps Twilight out of her little trance with your fingers as the fire dies down. >Cheering you make a mental note to feed it energy next time. >But you stopped when her hoof touches your hand. >”Wait, I have to see something,” The curiosity is very clear in her voice. >You had no idea pony hooves were so soft. >”Can you start writing something?” She hovers a quill over to you. “Can I have a pencil instead, I'm awful with quills.” >Quickly she changes the quill for a pencil. >Putting one in your hand, you get ready to write something. “Anything in particular I should write?” >”Just write, with magic!” she quickly adds. >Listening to her request, you float the pencil out a bit before you begin to write. >Choosing to write the alphabet you go to town. A B C D E >It's fairly easy. >But you had to stop when Twilight started putting a pencil in your hand. >Confused, you look at her but she only nods back. >”Keep going,” her expression filled with excitement. F G >”I was right!” >Twilight's outburst startling you causes the pencils to fly in different directions.

12 min later 9016211 lovelymuffins Magic school (1347874746858.gif 1128x960 56kB)
>>9016192 >The pencil in your magical grip flew out the open window. >The one in your hand flew into Twilight's mane. >Her response to it is just giggling as she picks it out of her mane and puts it on the table. “Right about what?” >”Look at what you wrote.” “huh?” >Looking down you see what you wrote of the alphabet. >Below it, you find two letters off the paper and onto the table. “Okay... so I wrote on the table...” >”Yes, with your hand while you were writing with your magic.” >Looking at the letters harder you attempt to understand what she is getting at. “Yeah I don't get it.” >”Ugh! What I'm saying is you can control magic physically.” >Putting a bit of thought into it you kinda understand but.... “What does it mean?” >”Well,” She starts while picking up the magic book and flipping through it. >”You have a more precise control over spells you cast, let's take... hmmm,” She continues to flip through it. >”Ah here it is,” Sliding the book over to you, “Light, a basic spell. Should be much easier then fire.” >Grabbing the book you give it a quick skim and nod your head. >You just read this in class. >It does seem fairly simple, almost like fire but less elements and more focused on the casters' energy.

13 min later 9016225 lovelymuffins Magic school (1362442306947.png 939x850 166kB)
>>9016211 >Gathering the energy and elements, you create a small yellow light with a gray center. >Its brightness reminds you of light-bulbs back home if you stared directly at them. >”Now move it with magic and not your hand.” ”Okay.” >Focusing on the light you manage to make it move very slowly. >”Now can you make another light in your other hand?” “Shouldn't be too hard...” >A little effort you make another light in your left hand. >”Now move that light physically...” >Your first instinct is to grasp it and move it but you refrain from that. >Moving your hand slowly the light follows, almost drawn to where you are giving it energy. “This is so much easier...” >”Anonymous, I have a question.” >Giving Twilight your attention, you put out both lights. “What's up?” >”Well, you can cast spells with your hands but what about the rest of your body? Unicorns use their horns to focus magic, but you can use your hands.” “Oh you mean magic like with my mind? Oh yeah it's how I found out about magic in the first place.” >Focusing on the pencil you move your hands away as you pick it up. >Straining a bit, you spin it around. “It's just a lot harder, when I'm closer to it it becomes easier.” >”Hm, interesting...” >You wait for her to say something else or clue you in on what shes thinking. >She gives no such sign as she opens the book and flips to another page. >”Just wondering, but what other spells do you know?”

13 min later 9016227 WNrite
Parking. Posting later tonight.

14 min later 9016245 lovelymuffins Magic school
>>9016225 “Uhh.... besides levitation; fire, light and shields? Does feeling things out with magic count?” >”Nooooo...” she says almost disappointed. >”That’s all you know?” “Yes, unless you count me removing my thumb from my hand.” >Her attention snaps to you as you do the stupid trick. >Her response is just a sigh with a small smile. >”That’s not magic...” “True, but it is in my world, illusions and tricking the mind is what we had for magic in my world.” >”So everything you know is what I taught you?” “Yes, I have learned more these past two days then I have since learning about magic.” >You want to say Twilight's smile is that she's impressed but something tells you that’s not what it means as she looks around. >Picking up the book, you move to the table of contents to see what spells interest you next. >Sooth aches and pains >Sleep spells. >Potion brewing >Magic runes. >Teleportation. >Transformation. >Elemental magic. >The list goes on! “So what chapter should I read next?” >Twilight shakes her head, snapping out of her thoughts. >”What do you want to learn?” “I want to learn everything, but I have noticed something missing from all the books I have taken a look at.” >Her ears perk up curiously “I can't find anything like combat magic, such as throwing fireballs or bringing lightning down to strike.” >”They don't teach that kind of magic in school, and most of the spells like that are locked in Starswirl the Bearded's personal library.” “Oh... Why not? You would think since that changeling attack on you ponies they would teach at least some kinda magic to defend yourself.” >”Combat magic is taught to the guards, magic school is about magic it elf, the science of magic.” “Is that why there's only 3 grades for magic school? Sorry 4 if you count kindergarten.” >”Yes, Kindergarten is required for unicorns who wish to enter Celestia's school for gifted ponies.”

15 min later 9016263 lovelymuffins Magic school (134240129175.png 900x823 395kB)
>>9016245 “So magic school's kindergarten is required for unicorns for Celestia's school? What about Pegasus?” >”Pegasi have their own school which is taught by some of the Wonderbolts.” “And umm, ones with no wings or horn?” >”Earth ponies have a kindergarten that all Pegasus or unicorns can attend also.” “So earth ponies don't have a special school?” >”Yes, but some unicorns can't use magic, some even have to wait until they get their cutie marks before their magic becomes active. Pegasi can have trouble flying, their school helps young pegasi learn to fly, and all the schools come together in the end.” “So magic school will be teaching me the science of magic giving me the tools to understand it... Guess it's not that bad.” >”Why, what were you expecting?” Twilight tilting her head slightly. “I'm not sure really, was kinda hoping to just have a spell book thrown at me so I could study that. Science sounds fun too, but I do have a question.” >”What is it?” “After Magic school, can I somehow join the guards just to learn magic?” >”I'm not sure... I can ask my brother, he's captain of the guard.” “You don't have to do that, let's wait until I pass Magic school.” >Twilight nods her head with a smile. “So I guess the best thing I can ask is what did you do while you were in magic school? Any books you can point out? Tips? Pointers?” >”Hmmm,” Twilight's hoof taps her chin. >”I was planning on going back to Ponyville for the weekend to visit my friends and check on my library, I may have some books that interest you.” “I would like that. So you have your own personal library?” >”Oh no, I live and work in one in Ponyville.” “You live in a library?” >”Yes,” She smiles. >You're unsure how to feel or respond to this.

16 min later 9016284 lovelymuffins Magic school (132636104138.png 464x499 149kB)
>>9016263 “So.... until then what should I read or do? Anything I should read to prepare myself for the next grade?” >”Hmm,” Twilight taps her hoof on her chin. >”Well it might be best for you to find something that interests you.” Stopping she looks outside. >”It's getting late, I need to go before my dad calls for the guard.” >Looking out the window you can see the sun slowly dipping down. “Wow, still feels like we just started, do you need me to walk you home or?” >”Oh no, I will be fine, thank you.” >Getting up, you walk her out. “Of course, goodnight Twilight.” >Twilight smiles at you before walking out the door. >You watch her leave until she's out of view. >Closing the door you let out a sigh. “Pretty disappointing... can't learn to hurl fireballs...yet” “Guess I'll have to learn myself or enlist in the guards...” >Tidying up a bit, you continue talking to yourself. “Could I join the guards though? Twilight's brother is captain but...” >Pulling out your wallet, you open it and look at the ID card you were forced to have. >It's more of a passport, but you're considered a griffon when it comes to legal papers... >Do they hire griffons? >Pushing thoughts aside you reach behind the ID and pull out an old school ID. >You smirk at the younger and much fatter version of yourself. “God you had no idea what was going to happen that day. You think it turned out okay....” >Putting the items away you decide to hit the hay early.

17 min later 9016298 lovelymuffins Magic school (132636098133.png 310x476 113kB)
>>9016284 Friday >Your head pops off the pillow. >In a daze, you take a quick glance at the clock through blurry eyes. >”Anonymous!” Twilight barging into your room. “We're going to be late for school!” >Not being able to make out what the clock says you curse to yourself as you get out of bed. >Just had to start studying late those past few days. >Was it worth it? >Maybe. >Grabbing a towel and clothes, you book it to the bathroom. >Jumping into the shower, you forgot to turn the hot water up in your rush. >Cursing, you throw up a shield to deflect the freezing cold water until it heats up >After your battle with the shower and throwing clothes on, you rush out of the bathroom and glance at the clock . >7:45.... “Late? We still have 15 minutes until class starts...” you scowl at Twilight. >”But if we don't leave early we could be tardy...” >Her reason feels forced. >You can't help but wonder if it's that colt that sits in front of her. >Just the other day he brought in a note of some kind... covered in snot. >You're not sure if Twilight read it or not but you do know she teleported it away when he wasn't looking. >And man can that kid blow snot bubbles! >He's going to grow up and be a snotmancer! >His parents will be so proud!

19 min later 9016344 lovelymuffins magic school
>>9016298 >”Are you ready to go?” Twilight asks bringing you back from your thoughts. “Yeah, lets go,” still irritated by her rude awakening. >Gathering your stuff, you wonder how she got in. >You lock the door every night, did you forget to lock it? >Trying to open the door you find it still locked... “How did you get in here?” >”Oh... ehehe,” Her horn glows before bursting into a bright light. >Rubbing your eyes you notice she's gone. >You witnessed her teleporting objects... you knew that was a thing but... >A knock at your door pulls your attention. >She can teleport herself? >What is she doing in Magic kindergarten? >Opening the door she smiles with a tint of pink in her cheeks. “What are you doing in magic kindergarten?” >Her expression takes a turn for the worse as she starts stuttering and carries a more embarrassed look. >”I-I-I W-well you s-s-see.” >Watching her try and come up with words is painful as you watch her kick her hooves on the ground or try and look up at you. >Taking a look at the clock, you decide now is not the time for this, if this is embarrassing for her then fine. >With a sigh, you get down on one knee and lift her head slightly to look at you. “It's fine, you don't have to talk about it. Lets get going before we really are late,” you give her a reassuring smile. >She smiles back with a nod.

20 min later 9016366 lovelymuffins magic school
>>9016344 >Standing up, both of you set out to school. >You find it odd she's doing a... 'refresher' course was it? >You don't remember what Mrs. Snowflake said but you find it hard to believe it's a refresher course if she's embarrassed about it. >But you toss those thoughts aside as you reach the school. >Twilight's mood picks back up quickly as both of you make small talk. >But the small talk must end when you arrive to class, just before the bell rings. >”Alright class settle down,” Mrs. Snowflake says while passing out papers stapled together. >”We are having a test today to see how well you have been doing, also to see if Anonymous and Twilight pass.” >A few of the fillies and colts look back at you and Twilight confused, more so Twilight. >The classroom goes silent as everyone begins their test. >The test is very simple, you were warned by Mrs. Snowflake it would be simple but... >Most of these questions are just general questions. >If pony A is floating 3 apples and pony B takes 1 apple, how many apples is Pony A floating? >Well pony B should go get bent and get its own apples. >But other then that, the test was very simple and seemed more like a distraction so Mrs. Snowflake could have some quiet time to grade papers.

21 min later 9016386 lovelymuffins Magic school (132623043999.png 368x385 94kB)
>>9016366 >Passing the test forward, you feel sorry for Twilight. >The snotmancer got a hold of hers. >Twilight squirms at her desk as the tests are passed forward. >Fillies and colts who see the test make a comment about how it's all gross >This only causes Twilight to shudder a bit. >After all, the tests are up front, Mrs. Snowflake comes out from behind her desk. >”Alright class, you may go out to recess early. Anonymous, Twilight, can you stay?” >Both of you nod as the class books it outside. >Mrs. Snowflake chuckles as she brings the tests back. >”Eh... here Twilight,” She says hovering the paper just above the desk, “You pass.” >Twilight takes it in her magical grasp and floats it to the garbage. >All with a smile! >”Anonymous, I'm sure you noticed most of the questions had nothing to do with magic?” “Oh yeah I noticed.” >”Good, now then you passed this test but after giving it some thought and talking with your future teachers, we decided another test may be more appropriate.” “Alright, well what is it?” >Her horn glows as a small book flies from her desk over to her. >Opening it, she puts it on your desk. >”You only need to cast one of these three spells. If you can cast more, then that's great, it's meant to test what you know and what you're capable of doing now...” “Okay...” Pulling the book toward you. >First spell. >Light. >Easy enough.

22 min later 9016406 lovelymuffins Magic school (132676243114.jpg 327x298 13kB)
>>9016386 >You gather the energy for light and make one. >”Very good, I know the second one was giving you trouble.” >Taking a look, it's fire. >Two thin shield layers and the elements, followed by a small energy source, you have a small fire in your hand. >”Oh my! But how?” her horn glows as she scans the spell. >”Two thin shields rubbing against each other, how cleaver,” She looks over at Twilight who just smiles. >Third spell. >Transformation. >Oh boy... >Reading the instructions on how to cast it you find yourself wondering if you should try it. >It requires quite a lot of elements, which if casted wrong could end badly... >Reading it a few more times, you push the book toward her. “I might be able to... but I would rather wait until I feel more confident in my abilities...” >”There’s nothing wrong with that, we are still trying to gauge your magical abilities. Normally we would use a Dragon egg but with the recent shortage we need to find other methods.” >”You mean Anonymous hasn't taken the entry exam yet?” Twilight speaking up. >”No he hasn't, it's not his fault though, with so many new students and dragons haven't returned from their-” Mrs. Snowflake clears her throat, “Mating Ritual.” “Uhhh... Entry exam? Dragons and dragon eggs?” >Thoughts begin racing through your head. >'Do I have to slay a dragon?!' >'I haven't even met one yet!' >'Do I... Do I have to mate with one?' >'Oh god!-' >Twilight interrupts your inner monologue >”Dragon eggs react to magic, studies have shown they always react the same so some dragons trade away their eggs for bits or treasure... or to keep the eggs safe.” “Interesting... How do dragon eggs react if I may ask?” >”Twilight would be best to tell you, hers hatched.” >Twilight's response is just a light blush.

23 min later 9016424 lovelymuffins Magic school (132676234004.png 458x476 312kB)
>>9016406 “So dragon eggs hatching isn't normal?” >”It's very rare, dragon eggs have a special property where they show your magical ability in a very raw form.” “I don't think I understand...” >”That’s alright, most don't until they take the test.” “So the test isn't required?” >”Only if we have eggs, if we don't then...” Mrs. Snowflake sighs, “We hope our students will choose not to push themselves like you have just shown.” >Mrs. Snowflake looks at the clock real quick before turning back. >”I need to go check on the fillies, you two are free to leave early, it was wonderful to have both of you in my class.” >Mrs. Snowflake wastes no time in trotting out the door. >Turning to Twilight you smile. “Well then, what now?” you say gathering stuff and standing up. >”I'm not sure, I'm going back to Ponyville for the weekend to check up on the library and make sure Spike is okay.” >Both of you walk out of the class room. “Spike?” >”Oh, he's my number one assistant!” “Number one? Wouldn't that mean you have more?” >”Well, there is Owlowiscious, my pet Owl, but he's more of my study buddy when Spike's sleeping.” >Sounds like this Spike guy is getting pulled around by the chain, poor guy. >Opening the door, both of you walk out into the sunny day. >”Hey, you should come to Ponyville with me and meet my friends.” “I would love to, but I don't have the bits, sorry. Mom and Dad only gave me enough to survive on and I don't want to spend it all, last thing I need to do is starve.” >Twilight looks disappointed but also like she's thinking up a plan. >”Well that’s okay, maybe next time?” “If I have enough, of course.” >Twilight smiles at you as you reach your place. “So, you leaving today?”

25 min later 9016461 lovelymuffins DONE
>>9016424 >”Yes, and I'll be back Sunday night.” “Guess I will see you at school next week, have a good weekend Twilight.” >”You too Anonymous,” She waves a hoof as you begin your walk up the stairs to your apartment room. >Guess you have to entertain yourself for the weekend. >Shouldn't be too hard. And thats it. Pastebin here http://pastebin.com/PUnZxshA Feedback would be great. Also fuck parking with one post, park with a story Next chapter should be out shortly... as in a day or two

30 min later 9016558 Bolding (mlfw704_tumblr_ln7gfb2TgR1qaha6c.png 500x500 89kB)
>>9016461 I saw a shooting star tonight. I wished for something entertaining tonight.[/spoiler ] My wish came true. I'm scared.

31 min later 9016577 Anonymous
>>9016558 Shin pls

34 min later 9016618 lovelymuffins
>>9016558 Don't be scared. just embrace it. Also relax and let me slip it in your butt

44 min later 9016799 Anonymous (Kingly_Spaghetti.gif 300x166 325kB)
>>9016558 >I saw a shooting star tonight. Did you attempt to give it a handful of spaghetti?

48 min later 9016899 Anonymous
>>9016799 The way the people here think he probably tried to put his dick in it.

48 min later 9016909 Anonymous
Any action Anon stories lying around?

49 min later 9016921 Dru
Whats up with the Shin reference? I dont get it since everyone talks about stuff and they say shin to it?

50 min later 9016956 Anonymous
>>9016921 shin pls

50 min later 9016959 Bolding
>>9016921 It's because a lot of AiE writers are overweight, so they have bad shins.

50 min later 9016964 Gadget
>>9016921 Ignore it. It's cancer for the thread and there is no chemo.

51 min later 9016990 Shinobi
>>9016921 Shitposting, nothing more. Just ignore it.

52 min later 9016998 Wizardbot (casterbot.png 284x307 53kB)
>>9016461 Nice spell mechanics. I'm looking forward to the next chapter.

52 min later 9017016 Anonymous
>>9016956 >>9016959 >>9016964 >>9016990 Shin pls stop shitposting

53 min later 9017025 Anonymous (trixie_brows.gif 200x200 33kB)
>>9016964 >implying stories aren't the cure for the cancer that is killing AiE gudjit pl0x pic related

1 hours later 9017203 Wizardbot (wizardlyrobo.png 611x404 388kB)
>>9017016 why are you trolling? Why not do something productive like writing more delicious magic and/or robot related fiction for me to consume.

1 hours later 9017267 Vhatug (story1272.gif 600x450 133kB)
>>9016921 Shin was a writer, and legend tier attention whore. He would Anonfag to praise his own stories and use scripts to add masses of hits on his pastebin, tell outrageous lies to garner sympathy (Such as having the nerves in his hands eaten by a flesh eating virus and needed a speech to text program and his roommate killing a crackhead who broke in, his roommate was suing him for something.). Eventually, he admitted it, disappeared, and came back as Artful Lounger, and continued writing and singing his own praises. Eventually he admitted to being shin and kicked up more drama. To calm everyone, he promised he'd learned his lesson only name changed to test his writing skill without the baggage of being shin, and said he was satisfied he'd gotten his money's worth on a creative writing class and was going to rewrite his original stories such as Ladies MAnon. He posts 1 reworked chapter of Serve and Protect, says he's going to do LM next, then drops an apology saying it was all a (poorly constructed) social experiment by some company studying people's reactions to compulsive liars, and that the guy usually playing shin does hope he can return some day. Thing is, he's actually a pretty good writer, so if he could drop the shit, people would have loved him.

1 hours later 9017269 Anonymous
>>9017203 >You are a magical android >You're just chilling at your favourite neighbourhood 01010010011011110110001001101111011 00011011000010110011001100101 >Suddenly there's a blinding white light...

1 hours later 9017303 Anonymous (When+I+see+celebrity+gossip+magazines_e49fd0_3609818.jpg 497x352 35kB)
ok i dont pop into theseoften but i has question i remember the was a guy called rape train and he got his pastebin hacked did he make a new one

1 hours later 9017345 Anonymous (Celestia_does_in_fact_like_bananas.png 500x274 95kB)
>>9017269 >Suddenly there's a blinding white light... >2012+1 >not a burning white temporal rift Get on our level.

1 hours later 9017388 An Irish Nomad
Parking.

1 hours later 9017393 Anonymous
>>9017303 He was shit and shin'd his work on FiMFic to make his stuff popular. Move on.

1 hours later 9017465 Anonymous
>>9017345 ... shit. All these assumptions i'd made regarding the rest of my story assumed merely photonic magical interference. With time magic involved, the premise is shot to pieces.

1 hours later 9017567 Anonymous
>>9017393 just curiouse like i said dont pop in here alot so i dunno what happend

1 hours later 9017592 Anonymous
>>9017393 did notice they seamed like white knights tho

1 hours later 9017873 Anonymous
>>9017567 He's in the masterlist here. Also, he's posting in this thread right now - >>9003368

2 hours later 9018642 Anonymous (QuXdF.gif 480x270 1972kB)
You know what I haven't read in a while? A good Pinkie story. All of them makes her look like a fucking 8 year-old in a sugar rush. Surely there has to be one where it's well written and not make her quotes like this: HIMYNAMEISPINKIEANDILIKETOPARTYWHAT SYOURNAMEMYNAMEISPINKIEBUTISAIDTHAT ALREADY I know writing Pinkie is hard, but that shit is hard to read. Are there authors out there that actually uses adjectives, descriptive words, and similes instead of not using the space bar?

2 hours later 9018656 FreeBeer Random Oneshot (ROLLITFAGGOT.jpg 1200x2500 448kB)
Pony - 71 - Dr.Whooves Genre - 24 - Philosphy Anon's Peronsonality - 11 - Bisexual Anon 2000 characters >Space. The final frontier. >You are the doctor's companion. Namely his tenth form ponified. >How does doctors work? >How could something so innoculous cause so much harm? "Dr.Whooves?" >"Yes?" "How could all of those ponies look so innocent, but be the cause of my planet's demise? >"I don't know anon?" "Why was it the pony version of the common cold?" >He looked up, staring you with his oversized eyes. >So many years were locked inside. >"I still don't know." >The doctor started to get a bit antsy. >"Why don't you join me to give the stars a look over?" "Doctor?" >"Yes." "What does it feel like to be alone? By yourself?" >"I'm still figuring that out, quite frankly." >The doctor gives a pause. >"I guess that's why I've got you." >Both of you stare into the starry void. >"Space. The final frontier." >You still remain mute. >"Who do you like better? Kirk or Picard?" "Kirk." >"Why?" "Because he believed in using his fists." >"You're a fist person?" >You facepalm. "Are you trying to hit on me, doctor?" >He isn't even phased with that comment. >"Perhaps. Would you rather I wouldn't?" "No." >What does it mean to be the last of your kind? >Well, the doctor was no help at all. >"I am so tired, Anon. What is the point?" "Point?" >"The point of adventuring?" "To have fun, I guess." >"And that is your answer!" The doctor became so excited, you did a double take. "Answer to what?" >"What is?" >He's just fucking with you. Fucking double nigger. >"You just gave me the answer on how it feels to be alone!" "Having fun?" >"Well, if you're by yourself, there's no reason to hold back." >He was right. During your last few outings, you've been quite a sourpuss. >Maybe you need a change of pace. "I guess I won't hold back, then." >You and the doctor swap bedroom eyes. >And then you were no longer alone. >Space. The final frontier.

2 hours later 9018682 Anonymous
>>9018656 I'm going to try this but I am also probably not going to finish.

2 hours later 9018870 Anonymous (Twilight_Sparkle_thinks_youre_stupid_but_is_too_polite_to_say_so.jpg 631x564 112kB)
>>9018642 >A good Pinkie story. All of them makes her look like a fucking 8 year-old in a sugar rush. ...not to be a smartass, but that's probably because it's how she actually behaves in the show, almost all the time. Anything else would be OOC for her.

2 hours later 9018909 Anonymous
>>9018642 Pale pls go

2 hours later 9018926 Anonymous
>>9018870 I don't really care if they depict her like that or OOC, but when all her quotes does not have punctuation, or even spaces between words, that's when I stop reading. It just seems to me that the author decided 'fuck it'. If they can't write Pinkie properly, they should just leave her out of their stories, I don't care if she pops up once in a while, but if a whole chapter is dedicated to Pinkie being like this, ugh.

2 hours later 9018952 Anonymous
Hey can anyone suggest anyways on getting over writers block? Shit's killing me.

2 hours later 9018963 Anonymous
>>9018952 Don't write. Sleep ~12 hours. You should have pen and paper ready when you wake up. Write your dream. Then make it pony related.

2 hours later 9018968 WNrite Can't Help But Wait (post 1 section 2.png 900x1125 168kB)
Here's the last section of chapter two of Can't Help But Wait! Probably not the best of my work, but I liked some of it, and that's the most important part. >A few days pass and you find yourself at Twilights in the same boring routine that you always are, you telling her about the weekend and asking about hers. >”Wait, so Rainbow Dash can’t spend time with you because Soarin doesn’t want her to?” she asks, her eyes just peeking over the paper at you. “Yah! That’s so crazy, isn’t it? He totally doesn’t deserve her.” >”Then who does?” “Me, of course.” You beam a smile at her. >She rolls her eyes and goes back to reading the paper. >”So you really like going out to the bars with Dash almost every night?” “Heck yah! It’s so much fun, never going to know what’s going to happen.” >She lets out a small humph at this and goes silent again. >Trying to break the odd tension, you start to talk again. “So, what are we working on today?” >”Well, Celestia and the other researchers want me to look into something having to do with spell residue.” >Nodding to show you’re listening, you focus on what she’s saying making sure you get it strait. >Realizing you’re actually focusing on what she’s saying, she continues. >”They think there’s a residue that all spells leave telling the person who knows what to look for what spell has been used on that object, both animate and inanimate.” “That’s pretty cool, maybe it could tell us how I got here.” >She sets the paper down quickly, an excited look on her face. >”I didn’t even think about it! We have to get started right away! It would be so fascinating to find out how you got here!”

3 hours later 9018975 Anonymous
>>9018963 My dreams are rather retarded and never really make any sense, but I will try next time I go to bed. Thank you for the suggestion.

3 hours later 9018980 Anonymous
>>9018952 Listen to Devo. A song like "Gates of Steel" has great advice for any aspiring writer. TWIST AWAY THE GATES OF STEEL UNLOCK THE SECRET VOICE GIVE IN TO ANCIENT NOISE Twist away the gates of steel, Anon. And let the story flow out of you.

3 hours later 9018988 WNrite (post 2 section 2.jpg 361x400 28kB)
>>9018968 >She grabs you with her telekinetic power and pulls you toward the basement door. >There’s no way you’re getting out of her grab. “Whoa there, need to go that quickly?” >She’s almost galloping down the stairs. >”Think of all the things we could do if we found out how you were teleported here. It could mean so much for the magic users.” The tubes and beakers beginning to fly all around. >In her whirlwind of action all day, Twilight didn’t even realize the time and the two of you skip lunch, you not wanting to get in the way of her work. >One thing you really don’t want to do is stay too late. “Hey Twilight? I think it’s about time we should head upstairs.” >She looks over at the clock on the wall, placing all the items floating in the air down as you set the two things you have down as well. >”Oh my gosh Anonymous! I didn’t even notice what time it was. I’m so so sorry!” she says flustered. >The two of you clean up and head upstairs. >”Hey Anon, did you maybe want to stick around and watch some TV or something?” she asks sheepishly. “I could make some dinner for the two of us since I kind of owe you for skipping lunch.” “Yah, sure. That’s fine.” You say, sliding onto the couch.

3 hours later 9018999 WNrite (post 3 section 2.jpg 900x506 40kB)
>>9018988 >After diner, the two of you just chill out and watch some documentary together. >”Hey Anon, I was thinking…” Twilight says as she turns her attention from the TV to you. “Hmmm?” >”Did you maybe want to go to the bar with me on Saturday.” She asks through a shaky voice. >This catches your attention. “You? Go to a bar?” you stifling a laugh. >”What are you laughing at!” she asks, glaring at you. “Dunno, just don’t really see you as the type to go to a bar. You seem like you’d fit in at a club a little more.” >She looks at you a little confused. >“Don’t you normally go to the bar? You don’t have to switch where you go just for me.” A light blush creeping up on her face. “Nah, it’s no problem. You’d probably have more fun at a club anyways. I don’t mind switching it up every once in a while.” >She smiles at you, “I can’t wait, it’s going to be so fun!” “Yah. We could even invite the other girls to go too. I’m sure they’d be up for it.” >”Oh sure…” her voice a ton a little less elated. “It’ll be awesome and we really haven’t done anything as a group in a while. Plus, Dashie’ll be there so it’ll be great no matter what.” >She tries to keep a happy attitude at hearing that, but you can tell something is off. Oh well. >The two of you spend the rest of the night talking to each other about where you’re going to go.

3 hours later 9019028 WNrite Can't Help But Wait
>>9018999 >The next couple of days go by in a whirlwind as the two of you work hard on finding out info on tracing magic. >Finally, the weekend! >You find yourself at the club with the girls in your own little booth. As usual, Rarity is dressed up, but something that caught you by surprise is the fact that Twilight is as well. >Really odd that she’s been acting so strangely lately. Whatever, tonight isn’t about worrying, it’s about fun! >Best thing right now is that you’re sitting next to Dash and Pinkie, party extraordinaire. “Hell yah! Twilight actually came out with us! Drinks on me to celebrate!” you say, scooting your way out of the booth. >You run up and grab two bottles of Applejack Daniels from the bartender along with some glasses. >Returning, it seems like the girls shuffled the seating arrangements a little, an open spot between Twilight and Rainbow instead of Pinkie. >Oh well, whatever. >You slide back in after setting the glasses and bottles on the table. “Who’s ready for an awesome night!” you say, starting to pour out some shots. >”Oh oh, me me me!” Pinkie shouts jumping up and down in place. >You shoot the shit with the ponies for a while, finding out what they’ve been up to for the past couple of weeks while lining up shot after shot for everyone, yourself included. >After a little while, the music volume is turned up and you can see Pinkie fidgeting in her seat. >She suddenly bursts up. >”Let’s get our groove thang on!” she says, dashing towards the dance floor. >You, Dash, Applejack, and Twilight just shake your heads and get up and head towards the dance floor, Fluttershy stay back and Rarity tending to her as per the usual.

3 hours later 9019044 WNrite Can't Help But Wait (post 5 section 2.png 900x675 122kB)
>>9019028 >You hear Pinkie Pie yelling from the crowded dance floor, flying everywhere. >”Buck yah!” >A song changes over and Dash disappears somewhere in the crowd. >You try to look for her but can’t see her and suddenly feel something bumping against you and hear someone yelling. >”Oh man Anon! This is an awesome song!” >Wow, you don’t think you’ve ever seen Twilight like this. >Her face has a blush on it and she’s just going wild, her hooves shaking all over and slowly pushing the two of you into the crowd. >The liquor starts to hit you as you feel a little lighter and warmer, kinda not caring as you start to do whatever it is you call dancing. >At points, the ponies are so pack together that you and Twilight are practically grinding on each other, but you could care less. >You could swear Twilight was pushing into you, but it’s just got to be the liquor. >Plus it really is pretty packed. >After a few songs, you squeeze your way out and go to sit down for a minute at the table, both Fluttershy and Rarity there to keep you company.

3 hours later 9019062 WNrite Can't Help But Wait
>>9019044 >You pour yourself another drink. >”So Anonymous, having fun out there with Twilight?” Rarity asks, beaming a smile at you. “Didn’t know she was such a party mare. She’s out there shaking it harder than Pinkie.” >”Oh! Uhm, yah, Twilight can sure go crazy when she lets loose.” Fluttershy adds meekly. >”Fluttershy was just telling me she thought the dress I made for Twilight was really pretty.” Rarity says, a small pause before continuing. >”What do you think Anonymous, isn’t it nice?” she leans in waiting for an answer. >You swirl your drink in your hands and look out to the dancefloor, stifling a laugh when you see how Twilight is dancing. “Yah, I suppose it’s pretty cute. Why’s she wearing it though? Looking to get some stallions attention tonight?” you take another sip of the whiskey. >”Well, I guess you could say that.” Rarity giggles. >You look over at Fluttershy and see her blushing slightly. >Rarity reaches over and snatches the drink out of your hand, pushing you out of the booth. >”Hurry up and get back out there and have some fun Anonymous, it looks like Twilight could use a dance partner.” >The true meanings of what she was going for go right over your head and you just equate it to Twilight needing a ‘wingman’. “Yah, yah. If you see Rainbow, point her in our direction.” You shout as you walk away from the table. >You head back out on the dance floor once again, shaking your ass off with Twilight.

3 hours later 9019092 Anonymous
>>9019062 Don't stop, this is relevant to my interests.

3 hours later 9019098 WNrite Can't Help But Wait (post 7 section 2.png 1168x1172 29kB)
>>9019062 >Time passes by quickly and you find yourself on the way out of the club and towards Twilights for an ‘after party’. >Really, the after party just consists of you, Rainbow, Twilight, and Pinkie, the other two heading home. >Your all seated around Twilights kitchen table, playing some card game beyond horribly wrong, drinking even more of whatever Twilight has around her house. >”Yo Anon, me an Pinks are gonna get outa here.” Rainbow says, laying her hand down on the table. “Gotta get up a little early tomorrow for some practicing.” She says through slurs. >”Yay! Dashy, you gotta show me some sweet moves that you’re developing. I wanna see em’.” Pinkie leans on Dash in a sort of hug. >Twilight is just hunched over the table, staring blankly at the wood. “I’ll walk you two home.” You say, hoping to just spend more time with Rainbow. >When you try to get up, you feel a force keeping you seated and see a glowing purple aura around you. >”Doesn’t look like Twi wants you to leave Anon.” Rainbow says laughing. >You try to break through it and can’t. “What’s up Twi?” you ask. >No reply. >”Well, whatever. We’re gonna get outa here. See you guys tomorrow.” Dash says as she gets up and helps lead Pinkie home. >The aura is still around you. “What’s up Twi, why you holding me here?” you ask again. >She still doesn’t say anything. >You relax and as soon as you do, you feel the pressure lift off of you and you look at her. >She’s looking right at you, staring you in the eyes. There are a few strands of her mane running in front of her face. >”A-Anon, I think I…” she looks up at you. “Think you what?” you sit there, waiting for an answer.

3 hours later 9019131 WNrite Can't Help But Wait (post 8 section 2.png 4000x4022 500kB)
>>9019098 >”I think I’m going to” a hoof raises to her mouth and you understand instantly. >You grab her up into a cradling position and run her to the bathroom, moving her into a comfortable position at the toilet. >She leans over and just begins to spew. >You reach in and pull all the hair that might get hit out of the way and rub her back as she just sits there for a little, occasionally puking into the toilet. >After you think she’s all done, you move your hand from her back. >”T-Thanks Anon…” she looks at you trying to smile. >You can’t help but laugh a little at how cute she looks right now. >Oh well. You grab a washcloth, wetting it, and bringing it to her face to help clean up any little remnants of sick. “Feeling a little better now?” you stroke her mane. >She just nods. >You get up, stumbling a little. You really didn’t really notice how drunk you were. >You can feel yourself getting really groggy. “Hey Twi, mind if I crash here tonight?” >”Of course I don’t mind.” She nods at you. “Ok, I’ll just go crash on the couch then. See you in the morning.” >On your way downstairs, you grab a blanket from the closet and as soon as you hit the couch and cover up, you fall asleep.

3 hours later 9019154 WNrite Can't Help But Wait (post 9 section 2.png 587x544 159kB)
>>9019131 >The morning comes, the light shining in your face and making you wake up. >Your chest feels a little heavy and you look down to see Twilight sprawled out on top of you. >You can see her body move up and down in a rhythm as she breaths in and out. >Her forelegs are stretched around you, hugging herself into you. >Looking at her face, there’s a small smile across it. Almost makes you want to ‘Daw’. >Why is she sleeping on top of you? >Whatever, doesn’t matter. You close your eyes and fall back asleep just wanting a little more rest.

3 hours later 9019185 WNrite
>>9018968 >>9018988 >>9018999 >>9019028 >>9019044 >>9019062 >>9019098 >>9019131 >>9019154 All done with Chapter Two now. Where to go next, we'll have to wait and see. Not sure on what I'm going to update next. Chapter one: http://pastebin.com/Ur1p5n7L Chapter two: http://pastebin.com/zP7PLba2 I fucked up and forgot a few pictures and titles here and there, but who really cares. Any feedback or questions/comments welcome.

3 hours later 9019212 Anonymous
>>9016461 Ah, neat update you did there. I got a few minor complains, though. Mostly it's the dialog from Anon. His sentences can sometimes get overly long and somewhat convulted. A few also read kinda odd. See >>9016144 for that. >The griffons that pulled me out quickly started trying to figure out what I was, it was when I screamed for help they wrapped me up in a blanket... mostly to shut me up as they tied it around me. >After calming down and them trying to talk to me I started talking, eventually it led to them adopting me. As a rule of thumb you should always write out single digit numbers as words. I'd also hoped for more details on how Anon casts the light spell beyond "gathers energy in a ball" considering how much effort went into making fire work. How his hands relate to magic is also an interesting angle. More on that, please. In short improve your overall writing style and you are set.

3 hours later 9019233 Anonymous
So does anybody know what happened to Lunaguy?

3 hours later 9019291 Anonymous
>>9019233 Car accident.

3 hours later 9019301 Anonymous
>>9019291 Shit, seriously?

3 hours later 9019312 Anonymous
>>9019185 That was enjoyable.

3 hours later 9019328 Anonymous
>>9019291 For real? I hope nothing too serious.

3 hours later 9019373 Anonymous
>>9019328 >>9019301 Come on guys. I was joking. He was actually shot in the head during a robbery.

3 hours later 9019388 Anonymous
>>9019373 It's no laughing matter, fellow Anon. I still want to find out what happens with that Changeling business

3 hours later 9019434 Anonymous
Late reminder that even if the reminder isn't the first post we still miss OneTrip and wish he manage to get some time to finish his stories.

3 hours later 9019446 Anonymous
>>9019434 Here here, my friend.

4 hours later 9019649 lovelymuffins (133574388406.jpg 904x630 278kB)
>>9019212 Thank you for the feedback I'll see what I can do about the light, The reason I didn't go into much detail is because I see it as a simpler spell compared to fire but I guess I will pull something out of my ass for basic light

6 hours later 9020771 Anonymous
DED THREAD RIP IN PEACE AIE

6 hours later 9020817 Anonymous
>>9020771 >school >work >sleep >life >hiatus Negative Nancy pls write happy stories

6 hours later 9020832 Anonymous
>>9020817 >"ANONYMOUS WUT YOU DOING?" TWILIGHT ASKED "BEING DED TWILIGHT" >AND THEN YOU WAS DED

6 hours later 9020843 Anonymous
>>9020832 F- pls go

6 hours later 9020855 Anonymous
>>9020843 ok

6 hours later 9020867 Anonymous (mass-effect-20070613115039155.jpg 800x1791 196kB)
New writing challenge: Krogan Anon in Equestria >angry about how peaceful everything is >challenges all the ponies to fight him constantly >runs off into the Everfree forest to kill timber wolves for fun on a daily basis >gets lit on fire by a dragon, laughs about it >you get the picture

6 hours later 9020891 Anonymous
>>9020867 As a one-shot yeah but you pretty much just wrote the damn thing.

6 hours later 9020906 Anonymous
The Thrilling Adventures of Tech Support Anon in Equestria. Genre: Action [ISP] customer service, how can I help? >umm...hi Hello >I'm just calling...sorry Is there a problem? >No..no..I just got the letter..umm..everything's set up fine.. So, what can I help you with? >umm...nothing... Nothing at all? >The paper that came with it said to...call you... Call me? >Sorry...it said to call customer service...umm Well, you only need to call this number if there's a problem you need help with >....oh...sorry That's ok...are you sure there's nothing I can do whilst i'm here >....nothing Okay then, thanks for calling >....bye-bye Good Bye >*hangs up*

6 hours later 9020937 Anonymous
i got an idea for a story... anons dad was a dick... he was an abusive husband, and after knocking his wife up, watching her belly get ruined, and her snatch becomeing almost unuseable, he names his son something horrible tinkerbell faggotass cuntdestroyer when tink came to the age where he realized how fucked his name was, his mom tought him the word anonymous, and suggest he go by that nick name instead. and so anon did this is back story anon falls into equestria, twilight/applejack/celestia hound him for lieing because anon is a alias he uses, and he refuses to tell them his real name, it escalstes could be a oneshot, or a multi chapter arc. though if you go celestia, no prison till you speak shit i have been reading recently, also... if its twilight or applejack, have them doubt everything he says because the spell/intuition screamed liar at his name.

6 hours later 9020957 Anonymous
>>9020937 Just leave.

6 hours later 9020958 Anonymous
>>9020937 >this is back story That's exactly the problem with your story. Anon isn't supposed to have a back story.

6 hours later 9020964 Anonymous
oh fuck got another idea anon has a problem he has no idea if anyone or anything around him is real. how can they prove they are real how can he prove he is real how can he prove these are really his thoughts and anon tells this theory to twilight, knowing full well she cant help and this is the start of twilights latests mental break down

6 hours later 9020971 Anonymous
>>9020958 i cant think of a single... not a fucking SINGLE story that is worth mentioning that doesn't have some amount of a backstory.

6 hours later 9020996 Anonymous
>>9020964 Reminds me of Nether's figment of your Instrument story. Isn't Anon essentially crazy in that? Or so sleep deprived he thinks he's crazy? Something like that, I think.

6 hours later 9021001 Anonymous
How are these threads still alive? And do Mandroid and PaleNarrator still write?

6 hours later 9021004 Anonymous
>>9020906 Holy Shit, I am dying of laughter because I think there people who would do that

6 hours later 9021011 Anonymous
>>9021001 >How are these threads still alive? Reasons. >Pale It's been a while, but he says he's just got some IRL going on or something like that. >Mandroid Yup.

7 hours later 9021039 Anonymous
>>9020996 ponies blink into our world and can only deal with anon, and in their world only see anon he is somewhat sleep deprived at this point in the story, but not confiremd crazy or whatever the hell is going on yet. mine its really a simple question, how do i know that i exist, that anon asks... a simple question that cant be answered. sure some people can just think, i think there for i am, but others think beyond that.

7 hours later 9021086 Anonymous
>>9021039 Am I but a dream of the dreamer? Are my thoughts my own?

7 hours later 9021104 Anonymous
>>9021086 And then the entire thing went meta.

7 hours later 9021122 Anonymous
>>9021086 how can i prove others really exist and are not just manifestations of my own subconscious? i mean having thoughts like that are normal enough in our world, normal to the point that everyone with enough intelligence has thought it at one point or another. but an anon... who got shit out into a pastel pony fun land? he must be questioning his own existence and everyone around him every day, and finaly unloads it on twilight, someone who he things is the most intelligent pony in ponyville, anon has no malice in doing this, but this is a new question that twilight hasn't encountered yet... and as far as i know, is one you can not answer but just accept it as a reality, for anon, while he was in his own world, these thoughts never bothered him more than a few nights a year where he couldn't sleep, but in pony land.... they eat at him every day.

7 hours later 9021349 Anonymous
Technicolor, you gonna write about Applebloom next? She's the only CMC left...

8 hours later 9021364 IceMan (Derpy.gif 281x274 226kB)
Parking. Expect Mad Science: Chapter 6 up later today or tomorrow. Lurking. Pastebin: http://pastebin.com/u/-IceMan-

8 hours later 9021365 Anonymous
>>9021349 God dammit anon, he said AFTER RD's butt-lovin'. But then he's got filly vinyl first. (pretty sure atleast)

8 hours later 9021540 Anonymous
>>9021365 >RD butt lovin >Filly Vinyl YYEEEAAAAAHHHH After reading your comment, my first thought was of AB saying "but ah want it NOW!" >Aether's Spin the Bottle turned Anon x RD x VS >Nether's DE is Anon x RD x VS >Fit's cruise story has Anon x RD with Vinyl gettin the dick >Technicolor is writing Anon x RD followed by Filly Vinyl I'm starting to notice a pattern... Technicolor, you know what you must do. Anon x filly RD anal x filly VS Or anon x RD x filly vinyl Whichever.

8 hours later 9021586 Anonymous
Can someone explain to me what the whole "Alpha, Beta, Meta" shit is supposed to mean? I've kind of figured it out, I think, but I'd like to know for sure.

8 hours later 9021626 Anonymous
>>9021586 Alpha: Your typical drunken fratboy who thinks he's tough because he yells the loudest. Often confused for "badass". Beta: Your normal, well adjusted man who has an IQ higher than 70 and doesn't resort to violence at the drop of the hat. Often confused for being weak. Meta: Pretty much being self aware; not related to the others at all.

8 hours later 9021661 Anonymous
>>9021626 Ah, thank you kindly.

8 hours later 9021693 TechnicolorShortie (1330216624024.jpg 310x310 13kB)
>>9021349 >>9021365 >>9021540 Oh god, what? Yeah, Apple Bloom is going to be coming when I can get to it. I'd feel kind of bad if AB got left out. Current AiE planned: Dash anal - In progress Filly Vinyl - No premise yet that allows for tender filly lovin and doesn't paint Anon or Vinyl in a bad way Roseluck - No premise yet Apple Bloom - Possible premise, unsure (listed in no particular order save for Dash which is 1.8k words so far) >Technicolor, you know what you must do. >those spoilers

8 hours later 9021902 Anonymous
>>9021693 I still say have a band camp story with anon as a councilor. She could be sad that she sucks at most traditional instruments so he introduces her to the music from his world. She gets a crush on him and BAM! Setup for pony poon obtained.

8 hours later 9022015 Anonymous
>tfw no one ever recommends you when someone asks for clop. You think in whining? Hell fucking no. If my clop isn't good enough, it's GONNA get good enough. I want you to get hard just as the mention of my name. I want scrapes and bruises on that cock from overuse. I want you to SCREAM my name when your spills out all of your face after reading one of my works. I'm going to do it, guys. I'm going to be the best clop author in the world.

9 hours later 9022035 Anonymous
>>9022015 So you wanna be the very best? How about you give us your pastebin link first?

9 hours later 9022054 Anonymous
>>9021902 That still sounds more like creepy band camp counselor taking advantage of filly vinyl. I do like that premise and think its a good one, save for the band camp counselor part. Maybe Anon Vinyl's parents >inb4 orphan knew anon and have him watch her while they're away; she tells him of her woes at school/band camp/whatever; then continue with your premise? Band camp counselor just seems like he'd do it more to take advantage of her than actually have feelings for her, which is what technicolor seems to want.

9 hours later 9022170 Anonymous
>>9022035 No, he's just shitposting. He could link back with any writers bin and essentially accuse them of shitposting or attention whoring right now. Besides, if he was writing to be the best rather than because he enjoys writing, I'm not so sure that's a good reason to write...

9 hours later 9022198 Anonymous
>>9016461 They have hot magic sex later right? Right?

9 hours later 9022214 Anonymous
If AchingScaphoid turns up tell him to update his pastebin, Long Distance ch2 aint on there

9 hours later 9022303 Shukaku20 (Riding the Sun.png 1000x1000 146kB)
Parking for the next hour. working on a Non-Canon Tattoo Anon oneshot. Finished a SombraxFemanon romance Drama prologue last(?) thread. Find it here http://pastebin.com/KMhjVPzc After the oneshot is done, would people like to see more Tattoo Anon, more Riding the Sun or some Black Crystal Heart?

9 hours later 9022331 Anonymous
>>9022035 B-but that would embarrass me!

9 hours later 9022337 Anonymous (1362168729464.jpg 1057x755 127kB)
>>9022303 Riding the Sun, I guess.

9 hours later 9022369 Anonymous
>>9017267 He's still here, and probably doing well for himself without the crazy shitposting. I dare you to tell me otherwise

9 hours later 9022389 Anonymous
>>9022303 Definitely Riding the Sun.

9 hours later 9022395 Anonymous
>>9022303 Riding the sun Celly d'awww is best d'awww

9 hours later 9022409 BigFriendlyNinja (ntybai.png 559x486 110kB)
>>9015969 im honored that my pic is used lol~

10 hours later 9022626 Anonymous
>>9022409 Good. Draw more. It's cute.

10 hours later 9022763 Aether Anon in Equestria 4 (1343266903802.jpg 188x207 10kB)
“Don’t worry I’m sure he’ll come around, eventually.” Lyra lets out a soft grunt before getting on her hind hooves. She places a comforting hoof on Eris’ shoulder. “We’ll get em.” Eris cranes her neck to face Lyra. “So, do I just go in there or what?” Lyra nods. “Now’s as good of time as any, might as well let him know you’re serious. I’m still surprised you’re willing to do this.” Eris merely shrugs in response. “If it’ll get him to stop getting so angry with me I’ll try just about anything. But, one thousand years of no consequences, it’s gonna be kinda hard to think about the repercussions when I haven’t cared in so long.” “Well, you spent the majority of that time as stone, so I’m sure that consequence will be fresh in your mind.” Eris’ eyes widen and nervous sweat seems to form upon her brow. Anxiety is clear upon her features. “That’s a very good point. I’m gonna go in there and tell him I’m all for the reforming thing. I do NOT want to end up in a stone prison again.” “Yeah you do that. Good luck.” “Thanks I’ll need it,” she places her claws upon the handle of the door and stops. She twists to look back at the little mint colored unicorn. “Wait, why are you being so cool?” Her smile turns sly, and then she snaps her talons. Lyra’s eyes open wide and her body seems to freeze in place. A single, tiny purple flame erupts from the center of her forehead. “Because chaos, how could I forget!” Eris snickers to herself before twisting your door’s knob. As soon as Eris enters your room and shuts the door Lyra starts moving again. She shakes her head and bats her eyes as though she’s been in a deep slumber.

10 hours later 9022801 Aether (1351643454891.png 1631x1455 230kB)
>>9022763 “Whoa, what happened?” When she feels something burning she turns her attention to her forehead. “And I’m on fire, weird.” She turns her gaze back to your door for a few moments. When it finally registers her eyes shoot open again and she screams. “I’M ON FIRE!” She makes a break for your swimming pool in order to douse the flame… As your door creaks open you sit up and face the direction the noise came from. She sighs to herself before walking into the room and closing the door behind herself. “Are you alright now?” You nod. You’re about to answer, but suddenly Lyra shouts about something in the hall. The sound of her galloping away from your door can be heard echoing throughout the entire apartment. She continues to scream until you believe she reaches the pool area. Then all is silent. “Is Lyra alright out there?” Eris takes a quick peek outside your door. “Yeah she’s fine. I can see her from here. She went swimming again.” “Ah, alright then, now where were we?” You hear Eris shut your door again. “I was asking you if you were alright.” “Of course, yes I’m alright. I don’t feel like choking you anymore.” You chuckle and she does in turn. “That’s good to hear, you were pretty uh red in the face there.” “Well of course, thankfully I can handle my anger better than I used to.” “I’m sure the fact that I can heal your eyes helps as well.” “That it does, but there’s a few things we need to discuss.” You invite her over by patting a spot of your bed. She readily accepts and takes her place next to you. “If it’s about Celestia, I’m gonna take the blame on that one. I’ll stick around and let her know the details. Besides, she should have realized I’d come back. After all, Discord never said that Screwball and I had to leave, just him.” You chuckle before shaking your head.

10 hours later 9022846 Aether (38ec7908c34694ba1c1bf0c8594b2f33.jpg 496x799 55kB)
>>9022801 “You know she’s gonna be angry about that Eris.” “Yeah I know, and she’ll have to deal with it.” “I hope you realize the ramifications that come with that state of mind.” Eris is silent for a few moments, when she takes a deep breath she continues. “She’ll probably make me leave after I fix your eyes.” “Indeed she will. Unless of course you make amends for what you’ve done.” “Listen, I’m sure Lyra already told you this, but I’ve been using my magic as I see fit for as long as I care to remember. I’m not just gonna turn over a new leaf overnight ya know?” You nod, letting her know you understand. “But if you put forth an effort, and let Celestia know that you won’t impulsively use your magic then I’m sure she’ll be lenient.” Eris chuckles before giving you skeptic glare. “What happened to all that talk about me ruining everything for you? Or how she’ll think you’re a liar?” You smirk before shrugging your shoulders. “Lyra instilled a bit of confidence in me. I’m just hoping Celestia stays as nice as she’s been… and maybe I overreacted a little bit. The more I think about it, the more it seems like it’d be silly to think all the ponies would hate me.” You can feel the sheets move about as Eris slithers closer to you. “Oh really, what makes you say that? After all you’re hanging around me.” “The ponies in Manehattan blew it out of proportion. They saw how I was acting, but despite that they thought I went to their city to cause trouble with you. I’m still not used to how skittish these ponies can be.” “Yeah I know what you mean. That’s why messing with them was so fun, I’d do whatever I could to see what’d get a rise out of them.” “And I’m sure whatever you tried worked, that reminds me. What did you do to Manehattan anyway?”

10 hours later 9022862 Aether (poor_unfortunate_ponies____by_jaquelinamyrose-d4jua43.png 700x1142 497kB)
>>9022846 “Same thing my dad did to Ponyville,” she uses her talons and claws in order to keep count, “Checkered pattern roads and sidewalks, fuzzy dice carriages, cotton candy clouds, ya know, harmless stuff.” She flashes you a toothy grin, forgetting that you can’t even see it. When she does her smile drops from her face immediately. “Still, it sucks about your eyes, if I knew you’d get hurt I wouldn’t have brought us there… I’m sorry.” You tense up when you feel her place her head upon your thigh, not because it was unwelcome, but because you couldn’t see it. Her eyes are seemingly void of happiness as she casts her gaze up to you. It takes you a few tries, but you manage to find her neck. When you place your hand upon it you trail a thumb along her soft coat and she sighs in contentment. “I just wish we didn’t have to wait for two more days.” As she mentions the time limit your thoughts seemingly fall upon a certain zebra that lives fairly close to where your new home will be erected. You recall the potion she gave you that helped purify your body of the corruption it was forced to intake. While it burned something fierce it did its job. It allowed that unicorn to teleport you to Lyra’s that day the Everfree animals attacked the town. If it worked then, it should work now. Upon realization you smile widely before looking down at Eris. “You know Eris, I don’t think we’ll have to wait that long.” She tilts her head in question. “We don’t? And why’s that?” “If Twilight or Fluttershy could take me to Zecora’s then I could flush your magic out of my system. She made a concoction that forced the damage Discord did out of my body. If I drank it again then you could fix me right up. After that I could just take some more.” Your smile widens, “Eris, there’s a loophole with your magic, and I’m about to take advantage of it.”

10 hours later 9022884 Aether (1351642995717.png 1600x2801 654kB)
>>9022862 Eris takes on a bored expression before looking your dresser’s way. “Ya know there’s another hole you should be taking advantage of.” She mutters under her breath. Your ears happen to catch the last bit of her statement. “What was that Eris?” “Nothing Anon, so do you want me to go grab Lyra or something?” You nod; when you do Eris reluctantly leaves her spot on your thigh and makes her way out of the room. “Alright then, get ready or whatever.” “Thank you,” you call out to her as she leaves. “Welcome,” while her voice may imitate cheer, her cold, calculating eyes show anything but. The thought of there being a brew out there that could remove her influence doesn’t sit well with her. In fact, as she makes her way to the pool area she starts going over various opportunities that would cause the apothecaries’ potion to fail. She suddenly stops when she makes it to the living room. This time, another head ache resurfaces. Eris sucks in air through her teeth before her claws take their respect places upon her temples. A low growl is emitted from her maw as she tries to rub away the throbbing torment. The pain is excruciating but it doesn’t last anywhere near as long as the one from yesterday When it subsides she shakes off the light headedness that comes after. When she feels as though she’s with it she takes a deep breath before heading into the pool area. Upon arrival she finds Lyra floating along on her back. She occasionally pokes the blackened dot on her head. Eris cringes when she realizes she forgot to disperse the flame, but at least Lyra acted quick and doused it. When Lyra glances over the entrance she finds Eris floating there sporting a smug grin. “Oh, hey Eris, what’s up?” Lyra turns over in the water, then she starts to paddle her way over. When she gets to the side Eris uses a little magic to get her out.

10 hours later 9022893 Anonymous
Kyonko, I am disappoint with that ending to fatanon. Not to say you have to continue, but god damn I was really looking forward to the whole romance part of the story. It's like you told us it was going to be romance, had a little bit of arguing, some small amount of feels, and then everyone was friends. It's almost as bad as Nether telling us that he may be done with the next chapter of DE. It's so damn wide open and kinda a bleh ending, leading to no satisfaction on the readers part. There was no real climax to your story, no point where I was thinking 'Oh god, what the hell is going to happen next'. Most writers compare stories to a hill or mountain, having an intro, setup, rising action, climax, and falling action with a somewhat nice resolution. It's more like you shaved 3/4ths, if not more, off the top of that hill/mountain and didn't really create much tension. It also makes me sad that the few remaining Rainbro/Rainbow writers are killing off their stories. And that everyone is making Dash three-ways and not some pure Dashie love , but how am I going to stop/complain about that? Oh wait, I just did.

10 hours later 9022903 Anonymous
>>9022884 By the way Aether, why waste your writing on a shit tier, fanon OC?

10 hours later 9022915 Aether (9980__lyra_discord_bonbon_discorded_ew-gay.png 900x765 136kB)
>>9022884 “He’s all for it Lyra. But, he let a little information slip. Something that I intend on ruining after it’s served its purpose.” Eris’ smirk turns sinister yet again. Lyra tilts her head to the side in question. “And what would that be?” “A certain potion made by your town’s zebra. After Anon drinks it I would like it to disappear. Then, I want you to tell that zebra that if she even thinks about making more then I’ll go into the Everfree myself and make her “forget” that potion even existed.” “What is it even used for anyway?” “It’s used to purge his body of chaos magic.” “But, if it does that, then doesn’t that mean that you’d be able to heal him anytime if he has enough of it?” Eris nods. “Then why cut him off from it? He ends up in a lot of risky positions Eris. What if he really gets hurt and you can’t help him? What then?” “I-I’ll figure something out,” Eris seems to be reassuring herself more than Lyra. The mint unicorn shakes her head before giving Eris a defiant glare. “That’s bullshit and you know it Eris. You can’t put Anon at risk like that, you said you cared about—“Eris didn’t appreciate Lyra’s outburst in the slightest. She bares her fangs like an angry animal before snapping her talons. Purple strands of light spring forth from the center of Lyra’s head and she freezes before she can finish. She visibly shakes and starts to whimper as those ribbons of light culminate to Eris’ open palm. “I do care and I can handle his injuries myself. I just hate the idea of something being able to stop me. I don’t want some uppity zebra to think she’s better than me.” When Eris tightens her grip upon the threads of light tightens Lyra lets out a high pitched yelp. “And I really don’t like it when a servant talks back to me. Understand?” Lyra nods, hoping it’ll make the pain go away. She breathes a sigh of relief when the light dissipates and the discomfort fades.

10 hours later 9022921 An Irish Nomad (1358557955488.jpg 300x340 20kB)
>>9018642 I'm hopefully going to portray Pinkie Pie in a more enthusiastic light, rather than a "lel so randumb'' way. >>9018952 In this order: rustle up a sandwich, go for a walk, rewatch your favourite episode, fap, then sleep and try again in the morning. >>9021693 >In progress >mfw I know you're keeping me updated already but it's fun to get hyped~ In other news I somehow got sidetracked from writing Pinkie Pie hospital escapades to Anon cumming on Rainbow Dash's face.

10 hours later 9022922 Vhatug (222830__UNOPT__safe_princess-luna_5101e7a17f123b40c2000003.png.png 1116x887 248kB)
>>9022303 Riding the fucking sun! We can always use cute ponies doing cute things.

10 hours later 9022931 Aether
>>9022903 Because every OC is considered a shit tier fanon OC. It wouldn't matter who I used.

10 hours later 9022941 Aether (1342072084713.png 368x341 38kB)
>>9022915 “That felt weird Eris,” Lyra rubs her head with a hoof for emphasis, “Like you were holding onto a piece of my brain or something.” “Did you learn your lesson?” “Yes.” Eris smiles at her answer. “That’s good. I shouldn’t have to do that again should I? You keep acting out like that I’m going to take away any ounce of freedom you have.” “Yeah, yeah I get it. But keep your cool around Celestia. She’s got a six sense when it comes to that kind of stuff.” “Noted, now, I’m going to leave Anon in your care. You’re going to take him to see that zebra. Or you’re going to hand him off to a pony that can.” Lyra salutes. “I got it boss, you can count on me!” “Good, now hurry up and get it done. I’d like to fix his eyes and be on my merry way as soon as possible.” She nods. “Understood,” and with that a still soaking Lyra tries to scramble out of the room only to be stopped by a force field of chaotic energy. “Dry yourself off first seriously you’re dripping water everywhere.” She turns back, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. “Of course, how silly of me,” she laughs nervously before casting a spell to dry her drenched body off. With that taken care of she makes her way to your room, intent on getting you to Zecora’s by any means necessary…

10 hours later 9022945 Anonymous
>>9022931 >>9022931 You could just NOT use an OC.

10 hours later 9022952 Anonymous
>>9022931 >Implying I wasn't talking about all your stories using shit background characters. I just happened to see you posting for this even worse, not in the show at all character. I can at least let it slide if they are in the background. Not saying that they have any character other than the fanon bullshit, but at least they appear in the show. >>9022945 Agreed. How the fuck do writers get away with this when Wuten did it he got shit on so hard?

10 hours later 9022956 JazzTeeth (rainbow_dash_by_tiaamaito-d4ynory.jpg 406x666 360kB)
This story is boring and not interesting at all. --- >You were fine with laying down on the grass and staring at clouds. >The sky was pretty around here. Everything was pretty. >A shadow blurred across the sky. Faster than the ponderous herds of cloud that ambled overhead. >The sky above began to clear away, slowly turning into a blanket of crystal blue. One little shadow zipped through the air. >You groan as the tiny assailent corralled away all clouds to some far off corner. All except one. >You take a deep breath and call out, disgruntled that the raised volume is taking you out of your hazy bliss. >"You can leave at least one for me!" >The streaking shape circles and buzzes in recognition. You know she can hear you, and you know she's just thinking of ways to be difficult. >That was one of two things you could count on her to be -difficult and lazy. >She perched herself on a cloud. A hoof flipped her spiky hair around as she looked at you with deliberation. Or what she thought was deliberation. It was more like a taunt. Almost everything she did was a taunt. >She put her hoof on her chin. "Why would I want to leave -anything- for you?" >"Because those clouds will just come back tomorrow anyway. One left up there isn't going to ruin anyone's day." "Don't care. It's my job, yeah? I got a rep to maintain." >"Cranky's arthritis is better maintained than your rep." "I'm gonna make this cloud rain on you." >You stick your tongue at her. She sticks her own. This was as mature an exchange the two of you are capable of.

10 hours later 9022981 Aether (images.jpg 245x206 7kB)
>>9022941 As Lyra heads back to your room a certain group of steel grey ponies are making their way through a cavern system that lies far below the surface streets of Manehattan. Though, their size has changed drastically. They were now much taller than the average pony. The only light that illuminates their way through the vast abyss is the sickening green light of their horns as they trek on. The further they trot on, the more the cavern system begins to change around them. Green threads of hardened slime glow along the sides. They line the walls like an intricate web, bathing the area in a sickly lime glow. The group to take a break from keeping their prolonged spells going. Their destination is soon revealed as they come across the source from the threads that line the walls. Each strand seems to be using a single sloppy, bubbling pool of glowing green goo that happens to be at the far end of an open chamber. When they stand naught but a few feet from it they dismiss their pony forms, they get into a straight line, and stand at attention. The leader of the group acknowledges the pool. “Your majesty, we come with our report,” His voice echoes throughout the area. As he finishes his statement a single, solitary glass orb rises from the pool. When it floats a foot above their heads an image is projected within it. A single, solitary green eye stares back at them. The sound of a grating female voice fills the cavern. “Well, what are you waiting for? You know I’m busy,” The eye angrily glares upon the group of insect ponies. The leader clears his throat before beginning. “We were able to get a count on the guard force the town has.” “Good work Commander Masquerade, with that knowledge I’ll be able to send enough drones to take over the city.” The eye looks between the five. “Do you have anything else?”

10 hours later 9022991 JazzTeeth (1341049609934.jpg 776x1030 151kB)
>>9022956 >"Come on, RD. Just...take a break that lasts as long as I want to lie here." She considers your suggestion. She did enjoy a healthy sized break. Her mouth makes a 'hmm' shape. "Depends. How long you planning on lying there?" >"Pretty long. Hours. Longer if you come down here and join me." She rolls upside down and stares at you with big eyes that love the game you're playing. "Why would I want to spend my break with you? I've made lists of way cooler things I can do other than hang out with you." >"Must be invisible then. Look, just don't move the cloud. If you shoo it out the way then I'm going to be laying out here in the sun for probably hours, and I'm too crazy-lazy to move. I'll get sunburnt." "You're talking to the last person in the world who cares." >"But I caaaaaaaaare!" You cross your arms and huff. "Fine. If you come down here for a while I'll tolerate you telling me about all the cool stuff you'd rather be doing ." You hear her laugh from way up there. "You are so bad at making something sound appealing." >She shakes her head and rolls off the cloud smoothly. Her wings are half open and she tumbles slowly through the air and towards the ground. The blue little pony wafts left and right like a falling feather. >Sun shines through the tips of her slim, but long wings. >She smiles as her wings wave open fully, catching a last draft of air that slows her descent to a crawl mere feet above you. She lands softly right below your breasts. >God, she's light.

10 hours later 9023003 Aether (tumblr_m45r0xmly31rvwsino2_1280.jpg 1215x1722 714kB)
>>9022981 “Two things my Queen, the first is that Anonymous the Human paid Manehattan a visit. He was accompanied by Eris the Draconequus.” The Queen can be heard grumbling irritably. “Were you able to capture the human? I assumed Duplicate would have been the one to do that.” Masquerade shakes his head. “Unfortunately the guard intervened. We had to retreat before we could. I was able to blind him, but that’s about it. It was a bit of a struggle, he had managed to make a hostage out of Ditto here and I acted accordingly.” The insect in question mutters his displeasure at being captured. “Then it’s safe to assume, that even in his weakened state, he’ll seek refuge in Ponyville. I’ll leave the capture to Dup then.” He nods in agreement, “Now, what was the third thing you wanted to tell me?” “Eris cast a spell upon the denizens of Manehattan. They fell into a deep slumber, when they did we were able to collect the love of almost a thousand ponies today. If we had the necessary amount of drones we would have been able to take Manehattan for ourselves.” The Queen cackles as she looks over them. “I noticed the five of you had a little growth spurt. When the time comes your unit will be joining me in Canterlot. Is there anything else?” Masquerade shakes his head, “Then let me end on this: your mission remains the same, but when my messenger makes her way to the city you are to drop what you’re doing and immediately proceed to Canterlot. Do I make myself clear?” They nod. “Good, you’re dismissed.” As soon as she utters these words the image dissipates and the orb drops back into the pool. Masquerade and the others look over each other for a few moments before going back the way they came…

10 hours later 9023024 Anonymous
>>9022952 Never really got AiE's double standard myself. Although Sonic Boom really did suck.

10 hours later 9023028 Aether (1342071441603.jpg 550x375 155kB)
>>9023003 “Hey Anon!” Lyra comes bursting through your doors. You leap out of your bed, shocked by the sudden intrusion. She watches with a smile as you stumble about in your blind state, ultimately ending up in the floor as you trip over an article of clothing. Her smile drops from her face when you clutch your elbow and curse. “Oh no, Anon I’m so sorry I forgot!” “Damn it Lyra you need to remember shit like me being blind!” You shout as you roll about on the floor. When the discomfort subsides you rub the affected area before sitting up. “What’d you need anyway, what’s going on?” “I’m here to bring you to Twilight’s. She’ll take you to Zecora’s. We’re gonna get you all fixed up. The sun should be getting ready to set in Ponyville though. No time for a shower.” You grimace, you’d have liked the chance to wash all the dust and such from your body, but it doesn’t look like that’s a possibility. But you’re willing to go without so you can get rid of the chaos in your body. At least you’ll have your sight back shortly after. Besides, you haven’t seen Zecora in a while, and admittedly you miss her. To think, she could have done so much in the week you weren’t with her. All of those uncharted areas now known, new plants and animals discovered, ah the possibilities are endless. You just hope you could contain your curiosity long enough for her to do her work. With a goal in mind you get to your feet. It takes a moment or two but you and Lyra figure out a fairly good way to act as a guide and follower. A quick spell that acts as a sort of leash connects your outstretched hand to her neck. In a way it reminds you of having a dog on a leash; you hope that Lyra doesn’t find this to be demeaning. With her as your guide she’s able to bring you out into the hallway.

10 hours later 9023035 JazzTeeth (1344560630839.jpg 1275x1725 474kB)
>>9022991 >She blows some hair out of your face. "Hey." >"Hey." Her wings tuck into her sides as you prop yourself up onto your elbows to get a better look at her. You noticed her ever-present scent of morning dew and just a bit of ozone. The fresh air smelled fresher when she was around. "I may have fibbed a bit." >"How so?" She nestled around on your stomach. "It's a wednesday. Nothing cool ever goes on during wednesdays. Worst day of the week." >"Terrible." You agreed. "They should get rid of it." The cloud stayed overhead, providing light shade. You lay back a bit and let your right arm slink up and over her shoulder where absentmindedly decided to stroke. "Busy day?" She scoffs. "I wish. But not really. There's jack-all to do up there. I almost feel bad that they're paying me to do this." >She giggles how a cat would if it could. "But not really." >She turns her head and noses around at your forearm. "I could just blow off everything and hang out here all day and nobody'd notice." >You measure out a "Hmm..." and scritch at the base of her wings. She closes her eyes and rests her head against you, making little fidgety sounds as you fingers work where she can't. "Sounds like a good idea. That cloud would stay there all day and I wouldn't have to move." She finds the presence of mind to mutter. "Yeah...sounds great...just chill around...no getting sunburnt for you." >She opens an eye halfay. "Having no fur must really suck for you. All you have is that sad excuse for a mane and those thingies on your eyes." >She pokes your eyebrows.

10 hours later 9023045 Aether (1342071099015.png 139x124 27kB)
>>9023028 As you’re about to turn towards the darkened part of it, you hear Eris make her way over. “Hey guys, uh, don’t let the ponies know I’m here alright? I’d rather them not know about me until after we get to talk to Celestia. I know I already did something brash and impulsive and I’d really like to think this one out.” You nod and smile her way. “Good you’re learning,” that earns you a playful punch on the shoulder. “Yeah, yeah. Now hurry up and get going. The faster you leave, the faster you get back here so I can fix you.” As you turn to face what is hopefully the way to Twilight’s neither you nor Lyra move towards it. “Is something wrong?” You turn your head down to where Lyra is. “It’s kinda dark…” she trails off, she doesn’t seem willing to walk through. Eris groans from behind you and you can hear the slap of her palm as it hits her face. With a quick snap of her talons you feel an invisible force shove you from behind. Like a sling shot you’re flung through the abyss and don’t stop until you suddenly hit the headboard. Lyra’s screaming can be heard from under your blankets as she comes rocketing up to you. She slams back first into your bed’s headboard before landing in a crumpled pile. She’s in a similar state of disorientation to you. “Buck, my back,” she whines while rubbing the aching area. “I guess Eris doesn’t have any patience,” you groan before turning her way, “I didn’t know you were scared of the dark.” “I’M NOT SCARED!” she cries, “I was just nervous, yeah nervous.” “Uh huh, sure, anyway we should be in Twilght’s basement right now. What do you see?” “I see a couple of beakers, some open books, a big rectangular table, stairs leading up, and some machine in the corner.” You don’t remember there being any sort of contraption in her basement before. “What does it look like?”

10 hours later 9023057 Anonymous
>>9022945 >>9022952 >How the fuck do writers get away with this Wow, great question, Anon. How DO writers get away with the awful indignity of writing about whatever the fuck they want even though it still falls within AiE's two simple rules. It's so fucking great we have people like you to hang around and tell writers what they can and cannot put up here while contributing nothing of your own. Never mind the fact that BG ponies are basically the exact same thing as OC's in that they are a made-up personality super-imposed over an otherwise blank template, we should cheer on Lyra, Bon Bon, Octavia, Vinyl, and other fan produced OC-uhh, I mean BG pony-stories while collectively booing and hissing at anything that a writer here comes up with on their own. Hear, hear, Anon!! Yes, I fucking mad

10 hours later 9023063 JazzTeeth (1347333207329.png 1026x900 146kB)
>>9023035 >"Yup. Makes me look scary." She laughs sleepily. "Nobody is scared of something with their tits in the wrong place. You look like you're gonna flop over any second. I have no idea how you walk." >You put your hand over her face and move it around. "I have sharp teeth." You show off your less-than intimidating canines. "They are scary." You snap at her. She is not impressed at all. You try once more for luck. >She bounces up and kisses you once on the lips. There's a jolt of electricity in the back of your head. "You are so stupid. >She nuzzles around your lips and cheeks. Your arms come up around her and you pull her closer to you. The smell of open air becomes stronger. "Folks say I yack alot, and I do. But wow...you. Just you. Say the dumbest things sometimes." >"I try my best." "You should win a prize." >"You already took them all. I can't compete with a professional like you." She picks her head up and gives a smile peppered with cockiness. "No one can compete with me." >You run your fingers through her mane. She glows from the feel of your sifting fingers and nails tracing carefully over her scalp. It was like petting a cute girl and a big dog at the same time. It rocksed. "Fact of life. Just the best. Born this way. Didn't ask for it. Destiny and all that good stuff." >She never shuts up. But you like it that way. You loved hearing her talk. Her voice was like warm sand blowing in the wind. It made you think of the beach and warm breezes and lots of sunshine. You like the sun. >You like her.

10 hours later 9023076 Aether (1350109860725.jpg 960x885 103kB)
>>9023045 “Uh, I dunno, but it looks like it has things you put on your head?” She tilts her head in confusion while looking over this strange device. Unfortunately you can’t see it. “Will it stop us from going up the stairs?” “Nope, not at all.” “Alright then, let’s just ignore it. Twilight will probably tell me what it is later. For now let’s get this over with.” With the magical link still intact Lyra helps you get out of your bed and to the stairs. You count each creak as you step your way up and to the door. In the end you lose count and curse internally. You aren’t the best at being blind. When the door squeaks open you remember to duck on your way out. When Lyra leads you out you stand there for a few moments in silence. You don’t hear the sounds of books being shuffled around, nor do you hear Spike as he munches away on gems. Neither seems to be home, but if what Lyra says is true then Twilight and Spike might be at any moment. You shouldn’t have to wait long. Suddenly, you hear a door open up nearby. It appears as though you didn’t have to wait very long. “Spike, we’re here. Could you set them by the shelves please? We’ll sort them out tomorrow.” Judging by the sound of Twilight, she probably got another shipment of books at the post office. Even after a month has passed she’s still doesn’t have all her books back. Those wolves destroyed every tome she owned. Thankfully she didn’t lose it a second time, instead she cried her eyes out until you and the others were able to comfort her. She’s taking it well now, at least you believe so. The sound of spike grunting can be heard as he shuffles into the library. With a low grunt he sets the package of what you believe to be books down. After a low, resounding thud graces your ears you’re shocked. You didn’t expect her to get so many books at once.

10 hours later 9023087 Anonymous
>>9023057 OoC=/=OC

10 hours later 9023089 Aether (1345629160838.jpg 640x480 98kB)
>>9023076 “Hey Twilight, got another shipment of books?” “Yeah, Derpy couldn’t carry them herself so Spike and I…” she trails off before looking your way, “Anon, what happened and why is Lyra with you? I thought she was on vacation?” While taking into account what Eris said, you find yourself unable to lie to the first friend you made in when you came to Equestria. You tell her everything, about Eris’ return, going to Manehattan, being attacked by the bug ponies, and of course the spell used to wipe their memories. You leave out no detail; at least you don’t believe you do. As you expected, Twilight was quite angry when you told her about it. More so at Eris getting you hurt, and causing such a problem in Manehattan. Oddly enough she wasn’t mad that she came back. Just like Eris said she wasn’t a part of the deal Discord made. Celestia never made it clear that none of them were supposed to return. She still considered it a dirty underhanded trick nonetheless. After she finished her little rant you ask Twilight if she could bring you to Zecora’s. As Lyra already told you, Twilight informs you that Celestia was starting to set the sun. If you wanted to get there, then going now would be the best idea. At least then it’d still be light by the time they got there. Lyra seemed like she wanted to go, but she wanted to let Bon-Bon know she made it back to Ponyville in one piece. You respected her decision, after she released you from the little spell she had on you she too her leave. You and Twilight followed right behind her. Spike was left in charge of cleaning up the library, after that he’d be free to do as he pleased for the night. After wishing the two of you good luck he shuts the door behind you. With your goal set, Twilight leads you through the surprisingly empty streets and over to Fluttershy’s Cottage.

10 hours later 9023097 JazzTeeth (1333765709935.png.jpg 1021x572 67kB)
>>9023063 >You've fallen asleep with her lying beside or on top of you. She would just chat away about nothing in particular. Sometimes you paid attention. Most times you didn't. It was soothing all the same. >"Must be lonely at the top." >Her muzzle nooked into your neck. Little tingles crawled around you as she explored without thought. You hugged her a little tighter. She felt warm. "'S not that bad. You can see everything from up there." Her head popped up again. "Let's me keep an eye on you." >"Are you spying on me?" She makes a non-commital head nod. "Totally." >"How did you get so pervy?" She scooches back a little bit. "Well you don't help. I mean you do have these awesome things." >She plops her head on your tits. "I mean, they are sooooo freaking soft." >She makes an almost drunken laugh. You just roll your eyes as she shoves her head between your breasts and presses her hooves agains them, hugging them like they were the softest kittens in the world. >She had a major boob fetish that borderlined on obsession. You're certain that if you ever fall asleep around her with a marker you'd wake up with the word "Rainbow's -Don't Touch" written all over your tatties. >They were pretty great... >You're lying out in a field in broad daylight while a blue horse girl snuggles on your chest-butt. Someone might see you, but you couldn't give two shits. You bite your lip and close your eyes as she indulges herself. >But she probably doesn't need to get *that* distracted, as much as you wouldn't mind. You grab her along the sides and hoist her off your chest. You groans and waves her hooves uselessly as you pry her away from her objects of affection.

10 hours later 9023103 Aether (418479_407390569324951_636413392_n.jpg 392x422 24kB)
>>9023089 The walk is anything but silent. As you move you ask her how she and her friends have been doing since you’ve been gone. Pinkie’s been going about her business as normal. As it turns out she’s preparing a party on Friday. It’s to help usher in the first day of spring. Pinkie came by the Treebrary asking for you. She really wanted you to be at the party when she threw it. You honestly can’t figure out why she would, to you, the first day of spring doesn’t hold any meaning other than warmer weather, pollen, and humidity. You remember Macintosh telling you about it, but all you remember him telling you was that if you were male, you might not want to be around that day. It’s unfortunate that you have no idea what he means by that. “Hey Twilight?” You two stop and she turns to face you. “Yes, what is it Anon?” “What’s the big deal with the first day of spring anyway? Back on Earth the only thing it really meant was that we lose an hour of sleep.” Twilight tilts her head curiously. “What do you mean by that?” “Every year around that time we set our clocks ahead an hour; something to do with the Earth shifting its position in space or something I don’t know.” You end with a shrug. Twilight’s frown seems to deepen by your lack of knowledge. “It sounds very interesting Anon, but that’s not something I can add to the info you’ve helped me collect. I wish you could actually tell me about it.” She does nothing to mask her disappointment. “What can I say, I wasn’t the smartest human.” She loudly groans before the two of you set off yet again. The subject then moves on to Applejack. As you expected Twilight wasn’t happy with how you left her yesterday. She, along with the other girls, helped her out by taking care of the remaining apple trees. After that Applejack explained about what happened between you and her. How you were trying to do what the girls did, but unlike them she readily cast you away.

10 hours later 9023124 Anonymous (THAT! Is an awesome post.png 278x400 130kB)
>>9023024 >>9022952 It's not about them being OC's, the only double standard here is the one you two just made up. It's about execution, not chosen characters. Wuten did a terrible job, that's why it's shit on. >>9023057 >mfw

10 hours later 9023128 Aether (1348183298866.jpg 698x599 54kB)
>>9023103 You didn’t find it surprising that she felt guilty for how she acted, and how she wanted to make it up to you. Your response was to scoff and laugh it off, that earned you a very dirty look you couldn’t even see from Twilight. Though, you could feel her displeasure that much was obvious. You let Twilight know that you had no intention of making amends with Applejack a second time. As far as you were concerned you were sticking by her telling you that you weren’t welcome there anymore. It didn’t matter to you if she was angry and sleep deprived, you had already dealt with that rape incident. Twilight insists that you give the apple farmer another chance, and you readily refuse. You wanted nothing to do with her and that wasn’t changing any time soon. Every other member of her family was still okay in your book, just not her. Despite Twilight’s constant prodding you don’t budge and inch in your decision. When Fluttershy’s Cottage comes into view she finally gives up on her endeavors. The sound of various animals moving about, or eating their meals can be heard as Twilight carefully leads you around them. You assume that it must be dinner time for Fluttershy’s animal friends. Your suspicions are proven true when you hear your guide call out to her. “Good afternoon Fluttershy!” Twilight greets as you and her make your way through. “Oh, h-hi Twilight, what brings you out here? Is everything alright…” she trails off a she looks over your dusty, blind self. What happens next is quite the surprise. Fluttershy lets out a small squeak of pure shock before zipping over to you. “Oh my goodness Anon, what happened?! How did you get hurt, are you okay, is there anything I can do to help?”

10 hours later 9023139 JazzTeeth (xxmioxx lineart rainbow_dash sketch.jpg 435x480 104kB)
>>9023097 "Nooo, c'mon." >"Not while you're on duty." She huffs and her wings droop down across your arms. She tries to give you puppy-dog eyes, but you know she's too evil for that. "This was your idea in the first place." >"And you actually listened to me. All your fault." She beats her wings at you in aggravation. As mcuh as you wanted to start some shenanigans you knew she did have an actual job-job to do. "Ugh. Guess it is. Fine, you got me this time." >"Ha." You lift your legs up into the air and place her on the bottom of your feet. You stick your hands behind you head and smile at a pointless victory. "I'm tricky. Don't forget that." "I forget useless stuff really fast." >She gives you a 'say something' look. You lower your left leg and balance her on one foot. >It is ridiculous how light she is. She goes limp on you. >"Are you off tomorrow?" "Nah. Day after." >"Damn." "That's what I said." >You look at each other with enough melodrama to win an oscar before breaking out into snickers. >You felt a little breeze pick up. Her ear twitched in response and her wings splayed open, tilting up and down along with the wind, waving a little left....a little right. Your leg moved side to side as the wind nudged her around. >The cloud above started to drift away. Sunlight touched the both of you. >Screw you, cloud.

10 hours later 9023148 Anonymous
>>9023057 >Pretending I don't write all the time. Nigga please.

10 hours later 9023152 Aether (1351025401209.png 900x882 145kB)
>>9023128 “Fluttershy, there isn’t anyth—“Before you can answer any of her questions she starts to take away the cloth you’ve got around your head. Upon removing it she gasps when you open your eye sockets to reveal the blackened remains. “Oh no, you’re blind! What are we going to do?!” She turns to Twilight and gets a little too close; to the point that their snouts are touching and scrunching up. “Can you do anything to help him?” Twilight points towards the Everfree path. “Yes, we were just on our way to Zecora’s. Long story short she can make a potion that’ll help him.” Fluttershy breathes a sigh of relief before wiping the sweat from her brow. “Oh thank goodness!” You find it relieving that the pony that caused you so much strife during your first week is now acting like you’d hope your mother would have acted. “You poor dear, if there’s anything you need please come see me right away… um, if that’s okay with you?” You swear you can feel the kindness radiating off of her. Your grin hopefully reassures her. “Thanks Fluttershy, I’ll keep that in mind,” before you and Twilight leave Fluttershy is sure to give you a hug before you go. “Oh, be careful! Watch out for timber wolves!” She waves goodbye to the two of you as you walk down the solitary dirt path and out of sight.

10 hours later 9023159 JazzTeeth (1324220627944.jpg 800x1142 403kB)
>>9023139 >She opened her eyes again and looked at you for a little while. Her tomboyish features were wavering between contentedness and annoyance that she actually had responsibilities. She noticed a few more clouds huddling in the distance. "Guess I have to get back to work, huh?" >"Probably. You got a rep and all that, right?" She grunted an affirmation and stretched her legs out. "Best rep ever." >She opened her wings fully and gave a good flap, leaping off your foot and backflipping into the air. You lowered your leg and sat upright. "See you later?" "I guess. Don't do anything exciting without me, yeah?" >"I'll try my best." "Cool. See you 'round." >She pauses for a moment longer than she should. Her magenta eyes look at you while a soft smile grows on her face. Then she looks at you boobs real quick and the smile gets a bit bigger. But she looks at you in the eyes again. >Then it was back to the sky with her. >You fall back to the ground as she tows away the cloud. You want to smile like an idiot for a few seconds. It feels nice. >You gather enough strength and stand up with begrudging determination. "Oh crap!" >You jump around at scratch at your back. Some ants found there way down there. "Crap! Crap! Crap!" >You run out of the field to avoid death-by-insects, but manage to take some of Rainbow's warm glowing feeling with you.

11 hours later 9023177 Anonymous (tumblr_me8ejrEWAN1r0o0gdo1_500.png 500x392 136kB)
>>9023057 To add to it, I did say I thought that using background characters with fanon was pretty much just as bad. The only redeeming quality in using them is the fact that they at least 'APPEAR' in the show and aren't just completely fan made. How would you feel if I pretended this nice OC was a character in the world of pone? Even if I were to do it well, so many people would go 'Using an OC? You faggot'. Don't fucking tell me AiE doesn't pull this bullshit.

11 hours later 9023194 JazzTeeth (full_size_dash-(n1322167000509).png 1000x1179 195kB)
>>9023159 >http://pastebin.com/ccSupjHY And that's all. On the pasty for your convenience and future viewing pleasure. Just something fun. Just something sweet. Thanks for taking the time to red it.

11 hours later 9023198 Aether (1356584699089.png 1249x1708 1406kB)
>>9023152 And here's the end to this chapter. Any comments, questions, or feedback is appreciated. Paste is here:http://pastebin.com/tyayiHmF

11 hours later 9023223 Anonymous
People accept background characters because they're FROM the show. They have appearances, they're documented, they're given backstory and fanon, so people grow attached to them, even if they're on screen for one second with no lines. With OCs, there's none of that.

11 hours later 9023248 Anonymous
>>9023223 >they're given backstory and fanon THIS IS WHAT AN OC DOES. An OC is GIVEN backstory and it's own personality, how your shitty mind differs this from a background pony aside from time on the show, I'll never know.

11 hours later 9023257 Anonymous
>>9023223 >With OCs, there's none of that. Unless they're written well. There's not many examples of that but they do exist.

11 hours later 9023261 Anonymous
>>9023223 So? As long as they're believable, I don't give a single shit.

11 hours later 9023272 Anonymous
>>9023257 Name some then.

11 hours later 9023279 Anonymous
>>9023261 I'm not saying OCs are bad, I'm stating why they're unaccepted.

11 hours later 9023305 Anonymous
>>9023272 Jazzteeth's End of the Universe, Sorc Anon's Fool Moon, Aether's Living the Good Life, Sherm's MLA had plenty of OC's and everyone jizzed over it. Betty Spaghetti's Spaghetti Sparkle had some OC's. Do I need to keep going? I can if you want.

11 hours later 9023311 Anonymous
>>9023272 Regardless of him naming any oc's (good or not) you're just going to say they're all shit. You're the reason why oc's are hated. Blindly following the crowd of "no your oc is bad pls go"

11 hours later 9023312 Anonymous
>>9023223 I really don't agree with you, but I still feel something like 'Eris' is beyond shit tier. Are you fucking kidding me guys? Even Lyra with a human fetish is retarded. Not to say I can't handle it occasionally, but for the most part it's still just fucking stupid.

11 hours later 9023325 Anonymous
>>9023305 Sure, name good ones that don't get the benefit of nostalgia goggles.

11 hours later 9023336 Anonymous
>>9023325 Hiding behind an excuse? Cool I can dig it. Let me get up some more.

11 hours later 9023338 Anonymous
>>9023312 >Even Lyra with a human fetish is retarded. >...for the most part it's still just fucking stupid. That's because it IS stupid. A single fucking pic of her sitting in a wierd position on a bench and somehow she wants to have fucking hands. The people who like this yet scream "OC ARE BAD PLS GO" Are fucking stupid pricks.

11 hours later 9023343 Anonymous
>>9023325 Crim's Gloomwing and OneFuck's griffins.

11 hours later 9023359 Anonymous
>>9023325 How about Gloom Wing in Crimson Devil's story? Or Ditto from Heshie's story?

11 hours later 9023360 Anonymous (do the shiggy diggy.gif 450x387 539kB)
>People forgetting that all Anons are OCs

11 hours later 9023370 Anonymous
>>9023338 Lets keep going then. We have Berry Punch being drunk all the damn time, Lyra and Bon Bon shipping out the ass, and countless others. I think I would rather take a shitty OoC story than a pretend OC-fest.

11 hours later 9023390 Anonymous
>>9023360 For the most part, Anon being there is more of an Alternate Universe and most writers tend to roll with a 'put yourself in Anon's shoes' sort of story line. Sure, you could give me a few examples of things where it isn't like that, but for the most part they're written like that.

11 hours later 9023409 Anonymous
>>9023343 >>9023359 Gloomwing is good NOF's griffins are good Ditto was shit.

11 hours later 9023419 Anonymous
>>9023194 >JazzTeeth is posting >nobody else is celebrating Their loss. Champagne!

11 hours later 9023421 Anonymous
>>9023370 If you're against oc's yet still accept these, you're a fucking retard.

11 hours later 9023445 Anonymous
>>9023421 I was just giving more examples of shit, not saying I agree with them. I got a reply of someone saying that that one is stupid and I assumed he had some fanon that he was all 'OMG' about.

11 hours later 9023454 Anonymous
I think most people hate OC's (or even BG ponies) because they've seen so many terrible ones pop up around the internet. However, this bias keeps you from seeing the good ones that occasionally do crop up After all, no one should watch FiM because it's a little girl's show, and we all know most of those are shit, right?

11 hours later 9023459 Anonymous
>>9023421 see >>9023087 Can we get back to stories instead of shitting up the thread, now?

11 hours later 9023462 Nether
>>9022893 >may be done with the next chapter of DE Done with that story, yes. It's funny you mention the three way thing... >most writers compare their stories to a hill/mountain A hill or mountain? Those are points. The story is the journey, I think. >Rainbro/Rainbow writers are killing off their stories. I also told you I had stories planned for after DE. Anon x RD is one of them. Anon x Rarity, Anon x Twilight, Anon x Tavi, Anon x Vinyl... So many things I want to write, dear anonymous. So many things.

11 hours later 9023477 Anonymous
>>9023409 >Gloomwing is good Agreed >NOF's griffins are good I want to agree, but the story needs to develop more before I can. They're believable so far though. >Ditto was shit. This x5

11 hours later 9023492 Anonymous
>>9023198 It was good, looking forward to the next part.

11 hours later 9023500 Anonymous
>>9023459 No, because they're NOT OoC, THEY DON'T FUCKING HAVE CHARACTERS IN THE FIRST PLACE! They are essentially OC's that have premade art.

11 hours later 9023505 Anonymous (1342071267646.png 588x592 62kB)
>Lovelymuffins, WNwrite, post stories. >Jazzteeth and Aether update side by side. >Potential for silver tier thread >Ruined by shit posting and people pointlessly arguing about OC's Thanks AiE!

11 hours later 9023514 Anonymous
>>9023505 You're welcome.

11 hours later 9023519 Anonymous
>>9023505 What did you think was going to happen?

11 hours later 9023541 Anonymous
>>9023505 Sorry bro, I just hate to see Aether waste his potential on non-show characters. I also totally read Jazzteeth, and while I'm really strongly against pushing RD into lesbo forever, I still smiled.

11 hours later 9023558 Anonymous
>>9023541 >Sorry bro, I just hate to see Aether waste his potential on non-show characters. >I also totally read Jazzteeth Jazzteeth's most popular story has OCs

11 hours later 9023572 Anonymous Being polite makes things better
>>9023541 >I just hate to see Aether waste his potential on non-show characters. Get the fuck out please.

11 hours later 9023574 Anonymous
>>9023558 I don't read all his shit, I was saying I read what he posted today. It's like you ignored what was after the comma just to pretend that I was contradicting myself.

11 hours later 9023626 Anonymous
>>9023541 >I just hate to see Aether waste his potential Just...no...you don't get to say what "wasted potential" means to Aether or any writer. If he's doing what he likes, writing about what he wants to write about, then it's not a waste. You just don't like the subject matter, and that's completely fine, but don't be so arrogant as to state that what you don't like is a waste.

11 hours later 9023627 Anonymous
>>9023572 No, I really do. I enjoyed Applerape and really liked his Rainbro confessions.

11 hours later 9023673 Anonymous
>>9023194 >mfw no soft chest butt to lure blue horse girls out of the sky

11 hours later 9023703 Anonymous
>>9023673 >mfw we both have no faces

11 hours later 9023725 Anonymous
>>9023626 Ok, fine. Let me re-word that for you then. I would rather see his talent placed into a field that I enjoy a lot more rather than one that rustles my jimmies.

11 hours later 9023768 Anonymous
>>9023194 Femanon and dash. I like it.

11 hours later 9023783 Vhatug Anon and an Explanation for the existance of Horrible OC's (no.jpg 500x333 21kB)
>mfw when everyone has a problem with OC's for some reason. >>9023177 >Day pony creator in Equestria. >Bow in hand and other weapons attached, you're heading into the Everfree to do your biweekly hunting. >Because it's cheaper than buying it. >As you turn a corner on one of your trails, you hear talking and laughing. >Cautiously, you skulk around the path and spy the source. >In a small clearing of fleshly stomped down grass, a bunch of fillies and colts are sitting on logs and talking. >Beer bottles are strewn about and they're dancing, singing, talking, and smoking whatever it is horses smoke. >And HOLY SHIT do they look rediculous, but more importantly, they're SCARING THE DAMN ANIMALS AWAY! >Standing tall, you step into the clearing and let out a loud "AHEM!" >They stop and stare at you. "Just what are you kids doing here?" >They don't answer, instead, a stallion you take to be their leader steps forward. >"KNEEL MORTAL!" >You don't, obviously, you simply stare at the goofy sight. >A stallion in his teens with his fur died a red rarely seen in ponies with black zebra stripes, red slitted contacts, spiked mane and tail dyed neon pink, wings preened and fluffed to look spiky, a bobby pin holding the tip of an ear down to make it look bitten, and his mom's entire jewelry box on his legs. >His friends don't look much better. >"You stand now before Lord Bloodclot and his cadre of follower slaves!" "Real interesting kid, I need you brats to clear out, you're scaring the animals off." >"Lord Bloodclot and his bi harem do not fear you, for we tamed the Everfree itself!" he shouts as he rears back. "You're hardly 100 feet in kid." >"You will address me as Lord, not kid, or I will curse your soul mortal!" "Mmmhmm. You know those logs you're sitting on are sleeping timberwolves, right?" >They all jump back with a loud shriek before it catches in their throat. "Yeah, and it's almost time for them to hunt. But go ahead and stay, you'll save them the trouble."

11 hours later 9023790 Vhatug
>>9023783 >All trembling with fear, the pegasi fly off, leaving the others to run as they cry for help. >You can't help but laugh, "Silly kids, afraid of logs." you say as you head deeper in to find something to eat.

11 hours later 9023849 Anonymous
>>9023194 I should reply to this I guess. I really don't look too much at lesbian Dash fics because they're so rampant outside of these threads, but you made me smile.

12 hours later 9024247 Anonymous (glorious.jpg 734x404 73kB)
>>9023194

12 hours later 9024363 Shukaku20
Dropping Non-Canon Tattoo Anon oneshot. Day Royal pain in the ass in Equestria >On a whim, Celestia decided to get you to come to the Grand Galoping Gala. >Of course, it was done under the guize of you being the only human, but you knew the truth. >She was bored, and she wanted to see how all the snooty nobles would act to a giant monkey that can give talents. >Rarity demanded to make your suit, and who were you to say no? >Two hundred bits later and you had a swank black suit and accompanying red tie ect... >Element of Generosity my foot. >In an act of foresight, you brought your Tattooing gear with you, which lead you to your current situation. >"And that is why I deserve such a noble tattoo," Blueblood says, striking a 'noble' pose. "That may be pushing the limit of the rules, so I will have to check with Celestia." >"I'm sure she would rather not be bothered at this time, but if you must..." >His snooty voice grates on your ears, and you take the opportunity to leave to talk to Sunbutt. >Grabbing what must be your fifth drink of the night, you casualy sip it as you climb the steps to where Celestia sits. "Hey Sunny, I gots a propsishion for ya," you slur, the prior drinks starting to catch up with you. "Prince Blueballs wants me ta give him a dragon shlaying tattoo, he shais he's done it already, but thats bullcrap." "I'm thinkin I give him a tattoo, but not quite what he wants." >Celestia's smile matches yours, both equally evil. >"Permission granted. You may tattoo beyond the rules this one time," she says, her voice loud enough to carry partly into the party, and into Bluebloods ears. >You can both see him smile and trot in place, some sort of cheap victory dance. >"Make it bad." Celestia whipsers, before motioning you away.

12 hours later 9024374 Shukaku20
>>9024363 >Weaving through the crowds, you meet up with Blueblood again, and he doesn't even try to conceal his smile. >"Well, shall we take this somewhere more private?" "Go ahead, I've got to pick up my tools." >Finishing off your glass, you head straight for your temporary room, pick up the bag of supplies, and go to Bluebloods chambers. >He is waiting impatiently with a rather annoyed glare but you remain unperturbed. >"Hurry up, I want this done before the party is over." >With a snort, you follow him inside, and he lays down on a lounger. >"Well, get started." >Pulling out a needle, you not very gently poke it into his flank and pump in the medicine. "Time to have some fun." >A black cartridge is the first loaded, and instead of drawing on his flank, you start on his face. >Not wanting to risk your personal appearance being released, you focus on drawing a stallions cock on his left cheek, the tip pointing towards his mouth. >Flipping around to the other side, you draw a second, before putting away the spent cartridge. "What colors would do best...?" >"Go with light grey for one, and dark grey for the other." >Almost falling over Blueblood, you spin to see Celestia, a pink tinge on her cheeks and a wine glass floating beside her. >"Come on, trusht me, itt'l be a riot." "Whatever you say, Sunbutt." >Digging through your bag, you find a light grey cartridge first, and work on his right cheek, the one you are facing. >While you work, Celestia starts digging through your bag, until she comes up with a white inkwell. >"You cant forget the besht part!" "But it won't show up, whats the point?"

12 hours later 9024387 Shukaku20
>>9024374 >"Exactly. He won't see it, but it will be there, so he will always be a cumguzzler." >You look her in the eye, before the two of you crack massive smiles. "Arright, I can do that." >It takes another light grey and two dark grey before the cocks are done, and you take the white and load it. "Time for the piece-de-resistance." >"Whats that mean?" >With a quick crack of your knuckles, you pick up your pen. "Something about a finishing thing or something I dunno its from another language." >"Huh..." >Depressing the button, it hums to life, more energetic than normal thanks to the most powerful magical being sitting right next to the battery. >There is no difference in color as you draw, but thanks to the excess ink reflecting light, you can see where you've drawn. "So, what're we gonna do with him? If we just leave him here, nothings gonna happen." >"I got a plan for that too." >As you finish, you look at a clock, only to realize you never noted the original time. "Shit, I do't know how long the stuffs gonna last... Do we give him another shot?" >"Do it. It gives us extra time for fun stuff." >Pulling out a second dose, you squeeze half of it into him. "That'll give us an hour at least. So what was this fun..." >Turning, you see Celestia, or rather, her flank waving at you, and she gives you a half lidded look. >"Come on, he can't have all the fun." "I dunno if I'd call what he's gonna have happen fun, but with you, yeah, this'll be fun." >"Lets ake care of him firsht though." >Swaying slightly, Celestia focuses oh him, before with a surge of magic, he is teleported away. "Were'dja send him?" >"The guard baraksh, they need some fun sometimsh." >For the next two hours, two sets of screams can be heard all throughout the castle, one of pleasure, the other of horror. >Today was a good for troop morale day.

12 hours later 9024409 Shukaku20
>>9024387 Yeah, its bad, but funny. Anyway, now onto Cutelestia!

12 hours later 9024517 Anonymous
>>9024409 Drawing dicks on faces is always funny. Drawing horsecocks on faces is even better. Now more cutelestia.

12 hours later 9024538 Anonymous
>>9024387 I laughed out loudly.

12 hours later 9024594 Anonymous (1331667022174.png 370x370 17kB)
>>9024409 Good one, mate. I couldn't stop grinning over here. Now see to that cutelestia.

13 hours later 9024982 Anonymous
>>9023325 Does it have to be OC protagonists? Can't it include villains as well? Frankly, Sombra is essentially an ascended OC donut steel. 3dark5me.

13 hours later 9025044 Anonymous
>>9023477 >Gloomwing is good. Gloomwing is OK. It's improved though over the last few stories. That is all.

13 hours later 9025223 Susan
SUMONE GIB MEM SUEME PROTMPTS, IM BOARD N I NED SOMTIENGN TO DO

13 hours later 9025232 Anonymous
I know one of you plays KSP. Don't you think rocket shenanigans would be amazing in Equestria? Vid for reference. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x81x OVso10w

13 hours later 9025241 Anonymous
>>9025223 Get lost.

13 hours later 9025246 Anonymous
>>9025223 How about you don't write your posts like an autistic /v/tard and write something instead?

13 hours later 9025266 Anonymous
>>9025223 >>>/b/

13 hours later 9025284 Anonymous
>>9025223 Anon writes an Equish to English guide.

13 hours later 9025294 Anonymous
>>9025232 Kerban in Equestria would be cool, but I don't think anyone here actually plays KSP.

13 hours later 9025298 Anonymous (1360486722209.gif 474x379 482kB)
>>9025223

13 hours later 9025301 Anonymous
>>9025260 >I'm still going to make more Do you have a paste? Not gonna get a constant viewing if you don't paste it.

13 hours later 9025303 Susan
Looks like you guys haven't read my stories. Anyhow, I'm taking requests/prompts whatever !

13 hours later 9025326 Anonymous
>>9025303 >Looks like you guys haven't read my stories. And with an attitude like that, I won't. Bye.

13 hours later 9025342 Anonymous
>>9025223 Shin pls

13 hours later 9025343 Anonymous
Are we being raided?

13 hours later 9025358 Anonymous
>>9025343 yes by /v/

13 hours later 9025360 Anonymous
>>9025326 this >>9025343 what are you talking about?

13 hours later 9025371 Anonymous
>>9025303 I honestly don't think anyone here would want to with you being annoying and all. Go back to flutterrape.

13 hours later 9025378 Anonymous
>>9025343 Nah, it's just Shin.

13 hours later 9025389 Anonymous
>>9025360 I think he's talking about >>9025223

13 hours later 9025392 Anonymous
>>9025371 >Go back to flutterrape. Hey, don't dump that on us. Send it to PiE or something.

13 hours later 9025397 Susan
>>9025326 Just ask one of the triplers... T-they'll tell you a-about my story..

13 hours later 9025459 Susan
WHY ARE YOU PEOPLE OUTCASTING ME, I'M ONE OF YOU! JUST ASK VOID OR BOLDING OR ANY OF THE SKYPE PEOPLE THEY ALL KNOW WHO I AM

13 hours later 9025462 Master
>>9025301 I guess I'll make an account now.

13 hours later 9025471 Anone Moose
>>9025392 Hey, fuck you man. Give that thing to Fluffy Pony or Dark Equestria.

13 hours later 9025482 Anonymous
>>9025459 >HURR DURR GIBE ME ATTENTION PLOX Shin, pls Welcome to my filter. Enjoy your stay. 4/10 I replied

13 hours later 9025487 Anonymous
>>9025459 Being in skype =/= someone we want here.

13 hours later 9025503 Anonymous
>>9025471 Just throw it back to /v/ or /b/ already.

13 hours later 9025508 Anone Moose
>>9025459 [12:30:26 PM] Bolding-kun: Susan is like fruitcake. [12:30:35 PM] Bolding-kun: You give it to someone you don't like.

13 hours later 9025526 Anonymous (1362903548532.png 425x463 160kB)
>>9025303 I checked the archives. "Susan" shows nothing other than trolling and fail. Pastebin or GTFO.

13 hours later 9025544 Vhatug
>>9025471 >Fluffy Pony >Dark Equestria I DON'T KNOW WHICH THREAD IS WORSE! >>9025508 Is it weird if I like fruitcake?

13 hours later 9025564 Anonymous
>>9025544 Still doesn't change the fact that someone gave it to you because they hate you.

13 hours later 9025573 NotOneFuck (indiefix_ksp1.jpg 700x400 94kB)
I think we need some green chemo. To hell with homework, dedicating today to writing. >>9025232 >KSP Are you me? >”Anon? Are you sure this is a good idea?” >You glance away from the remote controls of your prototype rocket to meet the concerned, violet orbs of Twilight’s >”Twi, don’t get your tail a bunch, this is going to be so sweet!” Rainbow speaks up from your other side. “Trust me on this, I wouldn’t be doing it if I wasn’t sure it was safe,” you say with your fingers crossed behind your back. “Besides, that’s exactly why I built a prototype that is remote-controlled, no one inside to get hurt.” you tell her, raising the laptop-like controls to her face. >You turn back to the multistage rocket sitting innocently on the launchpad you had built right outside Everfree. You had done this more times than you care to count, it’ll all turn out well... probably. >”That reminds me,” Twilight starts, “just where did you get the time or the materials to build all of this?” she asks with an accusing tone, waving a hoof at the sophisticated launchpad setup you had made for the rocket as well as the spacecraft itself. >Nosey pony isn’t she? “Kerban secret.” you reply without missing a beat. >”But-” “Twilight, aren’t you the one who originally wanted to go to space? We need to do safety testing beforehand, plus it’s not that great of an idea to question the guy who’s going to take you, now is it?”

13 hours later 9025585 Anonymous
>implying shin >implying Susan isn't legitimate

13 hours later 9025600 Master
http://pastebin.com/u/MasterAtNothi ng There we go. Did I post my shitty story at a bad time?...

13 hours later 9025616 Anonymous
>>9025585 I honestly don't care who they are as long as they stop shitting up the thread and fuck off.

13 hours later 9025630 NotOneFuck (crazy5g.jpg 800x599 70kB)
>>9025573 >That shuts her up, but you can still see she is brimming with questions. Sucks to be her, since you’re not going to answer any of them. >”So, are you ready yet? Is this thing going to fly?” Rainbow asks impatiently with a few antsy flutters of her wings. Seems shes already at the end of her rope from Twilight and you arguing. “Yes, everything’s been checked and I think we’re ready for launch.” You say with a smile. >That smile falls once you remember that you forgot to add some support struts to the bottom portion of the rocket. Oh well, you’ve done crazier shit and gotten away with it, so why wouldn’t it work now? >Time to start the countdown. >You type in a few commands onto the remote controls and disable the lock on the rocket. Another few button presses readies the whole rig. >With a final look at the rocket, you press the ignition button, making the counter on the controls light up. 10 >Nothing happens. 9 >A low rumble sounds throughout the area. 8 >It gets louder. 7 >The thrusters begin to light up. 6 >The ground begins to rumble from the force the mechanical beast is beginning to exert. 5 >It’s so loud that you’re tempted to cover your ears. Twilight and Rainbow have already done so. 4 >Trickles of smoke leave the thrusters, which are now glowing brightly . 3 >The solid fuel engines are fully prepared. 2 >Here it goes... 1! >>9025600 Nah, just a troll attack. It happens.

13 hours later 9025649 Anonymous
>>9025600 Seems like it, but don't be discouraged lack of acknowledgement I for one would like to see more.

13 hours later 9025662 Susan
http://pastebin.com/u/SusanTheGreat

13 hours later 9025676 NotOneFuck
>>9025630 >In a deafening roar of mechanical power and an enormous torrent of smoke, the huge spacecraft slowly begins to rise off the ground on gouts of white flame. >The ascent is slow, but begins to accelerate ever so slightly. >Then, one of the lower thrusters snaps off the rocket and explodes in a brilliant flash, unbalancing the enormous construct. >It wobbles dangerously as it continues to rise, this is nothing you can’t handle... it’s all good. >Another breaks off. >On the controls, warning messages flare to life in large red words saying that the SAS guidance system is failing. >The spacecraft begins to tilt, until it turns far enough to be right on a collision course... with you. >Well shit. “Girls... I think we might need to run!” you yell over the sound of the rocket. >They waste no time. >Twilight lights up her horn and teleports away in a hurry as Rainbow bites the back of your shirt and slings your diminutive form onto her back and takes off. >You hang on to her for dear life as she flies as fast as she can, almost hitting sonic speeds. >She lands just outside town where Twilight blinks back into existence in a purple bubble. >The three of you watch as the rocket plows into the ground at supersonic speed, kicking up enormous cloud of dust as it explodes into a mountain sized fireball. >A shockwave from the blast almost knocks all three of you back as the smell of burnt foliage, molten metal, and high-octane rocket fuel wash over all of you. >For a moment all of you are silent, taking in the carnage that just occurred in front of you. Then Rainbow turns to you. >”That thing was going pretty fast... do you think you can strap one of those thruster doo-hickeys to me?” >By kerban, you love this place. This would be so cool, definitely going on my to do list.

13 hours later 9025712 Anonymous (1338835701317.jpg 320x312 20kB)
>>9025662 can I request you kill yourself?

13 hours later 9025728 Master
>>9025649 R-really!? I-I'll start now! Also. Does netherpony still post.? He was sorta the first AiE I read, but I been gone for awhile. I'm out of the loop

13 hours later 9025752 Anonymous
>>9025728 He posted in this very thread

13 hours later 9025754 Anonymous
>>9025728 Yeah, but he goes by Nether now, for whatever reason.

13 hours later 9025755 Anonymous
>>9025676 More griffins when?

13 hours later 9025789 Susan
>>9025712 I don't even know what i've done wrong. I've been visiting the AiE threads for about 3 months now. I'm just really bad at writing, so I only write bad stories to make myself look good. I swear I'm not a troll and I'm not sure why everybody hates me.

13 hours later 9025838 Master
>>9023462 >>9025728 Oh..I'll be damned. I am blind.

13 hours later 9025861 Anonymous (spoiler-mlp.png 100x100 10kB)
>>9025789 get better come back and stop shitting up the threads or better yet don't come back you've pretty much blown it here

13 hours later 9025874 Anonymous (1361914241126.png 498x750 576kB)
>>9025662 >This took no effort. >Ignore confirmed troll. Get out.

13 hours later 9025885 IntoTheVoid
>>9025508 Hah. >>9025459 >JUST ASK VOID Just because I acknowledged your existence doesn't mean I don't hold more hatred for you than I do for Shin. >>9025728 Yeah, he's still around. >>9025600 Adding to the lists.

13 hours later 9025902 Anonymous
>>9025600 >Did I post my shitty story at a bad time?... HAHAHAHA.... yes but there is nothing you could have done about that

13 hours later 9025916 Anonymous
>>9025789 You're like Shinobi but without any stories to make up for your shit.

13 hours later 9025926 IntoTheVoid
>>9025600 Also, you'll need to make sure you're list are set on public.

13 hours later 9025944 Susan
The only reason I'm so bad is because I never have any ideas. Also, fuck all ya'll niggas, I'm staying .

13 hours later 9025956 Anonymous
I've talked to Susan a couple times over Skype. He reminds me of >pic related

13 hours later 9025972 Anonymous (image.jpg 370x500 57kB)
>>9025956 Fuck phones

13 hours later 9026025 Master
>>9025926 I think I fixed it. Thanks.

13 hours later 9026035 Anonymous
>>9025944 And then "Susan" was added to everyone's Ignore list. The End.

13 hours later 9026099 Nether
>>9025728 I do indeed still write and post and all that jazz; just not as often as I'd like nowadays due to work and the like. Good to see some fresh blood!

14 hours later 9026116 Susan
>>902635 Aw, shoot. The only time I try to write for real and i'm shot down within a matter of minutes. I know this would happen ;_;

14 hours later 9026253 Master
>>9026099 Thanks for the welcome. I was lurking when you first started writing, but had to stop reading because of IRL stuff. You're my favorite Nether -chan~ <3 .

14 hours later 9026361 AntiJazz
First attempt at a one-shot: >Day dunderbutt in Equestria >Get up >You realise upon awakening that you are afloat in the middle of the ocean! >You think to yourself, "What in the heck is all this?" >This is indeed the worst day you've had in a while >You sit up in your bed >The frame of your bed is floating along with the mattress >How is this even possible lel >Lucky for you, you can't be fucked to store your partly-eaten food without leaving your comfortable abode >So you lift up the sheets to reveal a multitude of pizza boxes and half-empty mountain dew containers >You get so excited you accidently cast yourself overboard >SHOO BEE DOO SHOO SHOO BEE DOO How was that.

14 hours later 9026383 Anonymous
Well AiE, I went out of my way to write a story for the anniversary on a whim and I have to say it was a rather enjoyable, if somewhat exhausting experience. So I thought I may have another crack at this whole thing, but I find myself short of a good source of inspiration to form a cohesive narrative line. As such I ask you, after that initial idea how do you manage to keep the ball rolling to make it form an actual story rather than a few broken sentences?

14 hours later 9026393 Anonymous
>>9026361 >lel This wasn't needed and makes you look stupid. It also had NOTHING to do with equestria, try again. Or go away, either works.

14 hours later 9026439 Anonymous
>>9026099 >>9023462 please do Anon x Rarity, Anon x Twilight or Anon x Tavi first, all three of those aren't done enough.

14 hours later 9026577 AntiJazz
>>9026393 >first attempt Please be gentle.

14 hours later 9026958 Wuten
>>9025789 >I don't even know what i've done wrong. >>9025459 >>9025223 See that shit there? Bad. Don't do that. At least not like that.

14 hours later 9027000 Maverick127
>>9026958 ^ that.

14 hours later 9027052 Maverick127 (hejibits036.png 415x237 5kB)
>>9027000 also trips

14 hours later 9027058 Anonymous
>>9026577 >Please be gentle. I was. My point about it not being an AiE unless it's used as a start still stands. But seeing as you said it's a oneshot, I don't think it can be called an an Aie at all.

14 hours later 9027087 Anonymous (1361483449348.png 900x1200 402kB)
>>9026958 I find it deplorable that this needed to be explained but there's your answer

14 hours later 9027327 Nether
>>9026439 I've been leaning towards marshmallow or Tavi first, followed by Purplesmart. I don't plan shit too much, so we'll see what happens. Again, none of this is happening till after I finish DE. >>9026383 Personally, I just kinda write. Right before I started doing so, I'd marathon'd seasons one and two if that helps. I don't know how else to describe it. >>9026253 Oh my

14 hours later 9027349 ZeldaStep (21_04_52_775_97318__UNOPT__safe_vinyl_scratch_octavia_species_swap_artist_cruelseptember_wolf.jpg 900x484 27kB)
>>9026439 >implying there are nearly enough Vinyl stories Anon please. Though I do think Rarity would be nice, I'm starting to really like her. Tavi is fine too. But not Twi.

15 hours later 9027405 TechnicolorShortie (1329921887245.gif 400x380 939kB)
>>9026253 >Nether-chan~

15 hours later 9027468 FreeBeer Oneshot Challenge - Daisy's Apocalypse Blues (Daisy_is_pony_up_front.png 666x720 489kB)
Pony - 97 - Daisy Genre - 8 - Bromance Anon's Peronsonality - 21 - Fatherly/Motherly Anon 2000 characters >"Oh my god, it's happening!" >Daisy starts screaming, but your hand silences muffles the sound. "What is it?" >"Tomorrow's going to be apocolypse 2012! The world is going to end!" >Fucking Rose. >She always starts this shit, and Lily is dumb enough to go along with it. "Daisy?" >"Anon! You have to help me! We need to stockpile food NOW!" "Relax, l'il Daisy. Just stop for a second." >You lift her up and start hugging. She squeezes back fiercely. "Who predicted the apocolypse this time?" >"Rose." >You sigh, drawing from your vast resevoirs of patience. "But where did Rose get this from?" >"I-I-It was the Neighyans." >Daisy was actually quite the historian. >"It's all over Anon!" >Sadly, it just fed her paranoia. >Best to defeat ignorance with logic. "And how did the Neighyans perish?" >"Crysal Fur invaded them." >You calmly bridge the gap of logic with your deep soothing voice. "So why didn't the Neighyans use their prediction to stop Crystal Fur?" >Another hug mixed with some mane petting removed some of the tension inside Daisy's body. "Remember. If there's an apocolypse, I'll always be here for you." >"Yeah, that is a bit silly." Daisy's voice was still a bit shaky. >Singing a chord, you continue petting her mane. "L'il Daisy. Pretty Filly. Don't let those blues get you down." Some wetness fell on your shoulder. Daisy sniffed, "Thanks, Anon." >You lift her chin up. "No problem. Now, if Rose tells you anything different, just say to her what I just said to you." >Daisy walks off as if nothing had happened. >You look down the road, and nod at Shining Armor. He nods back. >No words were exchanged other than you giving thanks for Armor's advice. >Whispering to yourself as if from an oath, "Daisy would thank you too if she knew." >You start walking away, thinking, >'She really should talk with Twilight more...'

15 hours later 9027514 Susan
>>9026958 Alright, Sorry. I'll stop being an annoying faggot. I thought we were friends Wuten what the fuck you dick , I'm joking, i love you buddy

15 hours later 9027588 Anonymous
>>9027468 Not bad, not bad. I smiled.

15 hours later 9027610 Anonymous (get_out.gif 300x152 1711kB)
>>9027514

15 hours later 9027647 Anonymous (nothingStopsTheMail.png 800x600 67kB)
>>9027327 Somewhat, I rolled through by getting a basic idea from looking at a picture and just fleshing out the details from there, I suppose you might say I am having issue with getting a sufficiently creative idea, which would lend itself well to a story. While there is little to be done about a writer lacking in creativity aside from strong alcohols deployed with a liberal abandon, how those ideas could be brought about before then is perhaps something that could be improved upon.

15 hours later 9028120 Enderman
>>9022015 http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=8ZdzY9 TGu1c

15 hours later 9028268 Anonymous
Request Anon can't get over how cute the ponies are. He shows it like he would to a normal pony (Petting, ear scratches etc) and frequently comments on it. Every mare he meets can't get enough of it, but... he does it to stallions too, and every one of them feel emasculated by it, even if they like it.

15 hours later 9028326 Anonymous
>>9028268 I like this. I really, really like this. I'd like to see this written as well.

15 hours later 9028340 ZeldaStep (1362541496874.png 450x450 58kB)
>>9028268 As long as this ends in gay clop, then I second this request. Unless best pone is involved, then I automatically second this.

15 hours later 9028391 Anonymous
>>9028268 This looks like a job for Vhatug.

16 hours later 9028896 Bastinator Soft Diplomacy: Chapter 4 (Back.jpg 513x590 165kB)
>The seats buckle and shake as the train churns across the snowy landscape. >You hold tight onto your seat, fingers digging into the armrest as you do your best to keep calm. >Even so there’s that sickening feeling in your belly that’s telling you that the bathroom is a minimum of fifty hoof-lengths away as of Equestrian Safety Standards. >Figuring that at your speed you move at about fifteen hoof-lengths a second you have about three seconds to make it to the bathroom with another second to assume the proper purge position. >Another sudden shake hits you right in the gut forcing your head back in your seat. >”Can’t take a little rocky ride?” the mare across from you chortles at your displeasure. >No matter how tight you close your eyes it doesn’t remove that intestinal distress that’s rocking your world right now. >”Aww he’s just got some motion sickness is all,” another passenger tries to calm you down, “You best hit that there privy sugar.” >You shake your head and take a few deep breathes. “I’m fine…” >She gets out her seat and hands you a paper bag, “At least take this.” >You thank her and take a few hits with the bag. >”Poor thing,” the green maned mare woefully remarks before returning to her seat. >Your companion rolls her eyes as your breathing begins to slow thanks to your gift. >She checks her watch and sighs defeatedly, “The travel time itself is not in the Empire’s favor. I can feel my bones locking up as it is.” >Ms. Harshwhinny, a real piece of work if you’ve ever seen one. >She always has that look as though she’s looking down on everybody else. >You were a bit excited when you got to visit the Crystal Empire, but… with the Equestria Games Inspector. >She’s the p0nified version of Gilda, just without the violence and drinking. >Then again, she could be packing more than a few gallons in that floral suitcase of hers.

16 hours later 9028910 Bastinator Soft Diplomacy: Chapter 4
>>9028896 >”I get how you feel sister,” the mare responds massaging her foreleg, “I need to stretch these old bones.” >She smiles at you and stretches a hoof across the aisle, “I’m Ms. Peachbottom.” >You quickly shake her hand until you’re sure the food in your stomach is going to stay there. “Anon ma’am. Pleasure.” >She does a double take on the two of you, “So what brings you two to the Crystal Empire.” >”Business,” Ms. Harshwhinny replies coldly. >Be likeable Anon, that’s a politician’s key tool. “A-and you ma’am?” >”Oh I’ve been all around Equestria, and when this Crystal Empire popped back up I just had to come and see.” >Her smile spreads to you and you can’t help but share in her joy. >”I’ve been looking forward to this trip for months, thankfully I had enough saved up for one last trip.” “Last trip?” >She nods, “Last. I can’t keep doing this forever. I need to settle down back in Mustangia with my folks. They can’t have me running off on a whim whenever a new frontier opens back up.” >You don’t know why but you feel comfortable around her. “Where else have you gone, if you don’t mind me asking that is?” >”Not at all hun. It’s nice to see somep0ny who’s up for a chat.” “Well, I’m more of a listener than a talker really,” you laugh nervously and look down. >”Really? I’d never have guessed,” she chuckles sarcastically and you find yourself joining her. >Your internal distress melts away as you listen to Ms. Peachbottom’s ventures to the corners of the land. >You’ve read all about these locations, the sands of Saddle Arabia, the rich architecture of Damarescus, the works. >And when she spoke of her time in Aviaris your eyes near shot out of your head. >”You’ve never been?” >You shake your head, “Well it’s not for the faint of heart, but if you do go be sure to keep a firm back and sharp eye. You’ll need it hun.” >You have the second part at least.

16 hours later 9028930 Bastinator Soft Diplomacy: Chapter 4
>>9028910 >In fact you’re so enthralled with her that you hardly notice the transition from the frost to vibrant green lands. >”Would you look at that,” she gazes out the window, “That’s darn right pretty I reckon.” >You make out the towering crystalline structure just above the hills; your eyes might actually fall out this time. “That’s… gorgeous.” >A dull humph comes from your partner, “Spruced up no doubt.” >Because it’d look like shit if she wasn’t coming. The cunt… >”Ooooh I can’t wait to get a closer look, how about you honey?” >God just look at that shine to it, it’s almost blinding to look at and that’s from miles off. >If the entire city’s like that… you regret not bringing eye protection. >”You still alright in the noggin there?” “Huh?” >Ms. Peachbottom giggles, “You aren’t used to be talked to like that are ya? You ain’t got a thing to worry about, I don’t bite much.” “P0nies aren’t exactly lining up to talk to me, and those who do… well I already said how I- Wait what was that last part?” >”I wondered how long it’d take ya to notice that.” >The train screeches to a halt and you hold onto your seat before helping Ms. Peachbottom with her things. >”Aww, you don’t need to do all that for me deary.” “M-my pleasure ma’am.” >You hoist her luggage out of its compartment, your heart skipping a beat when you spot a rip in the flower motif. “I- I’m so sorry, I didn’t know-“ >She waves a hoof, “That’s quite alright. It’ll give me something to remember you by.” >She’s such a sweetheart, though you hoped she’d remember something better. >”Help me to the door?” “Yes, of-of course,” you hoist the luggage back up, “You’re alright here, right Ms. Harshwhinny?” >”Oh just splendid,” she struggles to grab hold of her bag. >She looks like she’s having more than a lot of trouble. “Maybe I could-“

16 hours later 9028948 Bastinator Soft Diplomacy: Chapter 4
>>9028930 >”Did I ask for your help?” she snaps with a glare, “Go help your new friend.” “Ok…” you sulk away, “I’m- Sorry…” >You wait in line to exit the car. >”Flankhole.” >She’s about to get off the train and you place her bag down. >You look back to your companion and can almost feel the seething rage she’s channeling. “I should- probably help her with her bags.” >”I think that’d be best hun.” >A crash comes from Harshwhinny’s section and you freeze in place. >”Want to give her a few moments?” >You chance a glance, her eyes more than a little set on you, fire burning bright. >”She’s giving you the eye ain’t she?” >Just don’t move. Her vision is based on movement. “Yeah… I really should help her.” >Ms. Peachbottom extends a hoof, “It was nice knowing you Anon.” >You give her a hearty shake take a step back. “I wish you a good visit.” >”ANON…” Harshwhinny growls. >Oh shit you moved! “Until next time.” >”ANON!” >Shit shit shit! >You grab hold of her bag and ease it out, “If I see a single tear, I’ll make sure you’re scrubbing toilets for the rest of your life.” >At least you’ll be experienced at it. >Dang- This thing- is heavy. Finally managing to get the thing out turns out to be more effort than you thought. >Before you can even set it down she snatches it out of your grasp and inspects it, the most minute of details clear for her. >This is her job after all. She rolls her eyes and shoves it back into your arms, “You got lucky.” >Ms. Harshwhinny looks out the train, most of the passengers having departed by now, “Let’s go then. Try not to be too excited.” >For what? She’s just here to inspect the city for the games right? >Can’t think there’d be p0nies jumping to greet her, that… witch. >You step off the train car which swiftly makes its departure down the line, leaving you both in the dust.

16 hours later 9028957 evets (1362633686700.png 900x1000 389kB)
>>9028912 Super soon? >>9028340 Gay clop is best clop....thirding request.....

16 hours later 9028962 Bastinator Soft Diplomacy: Chapter 4
>>9028948 >She taps her hoof and checks her watch as you admire the small crystalline details on the station. >That book wasn’t lying when they said how engrained it was with their culture; even the track rails have a sparkling glow to them. “Wow, this place is-“ >”Disappointing.” “Wha- What do you mean?” >”Take a look. You see a welcoming party? You see anyp0ny here to greet us? No. THAT is disappointing.” >She’s just a games inspector, not the p0nified pope after all. Or is she? >”How could they think I’d even consider letting the Equestria Games be hosted here if there isn’t even a proper welcoming committee? Ugh…” >Just tune her out and she’ll stop rambling. >She pushes your leg angrily, “Are you even listening to me? What’s your problem?” >Your problem? You don’t have a problem. “I just… It doesn’t matter.” >She shakes her head and looks to the outskirts of the city, “How you ever got where you are is beyond me.” >Luck. A few metric tons of it to be exact. >”Even if they are late I’m not sticking around to find out. Come on.” >She leaves her bag behind for you to carry. >You sigh and follow her lead, luggage in tow. >”And be careful with that, it’s worth more than you are.” “O-ok.” >Crossing Sombra’s Arch, the historical name for the two obelisks that signify your official entrance to the Crystal Empire, was a bit eerie, but when you laid your eyes on the city itself in all its glory… >Not even Canterlot compares, and you hide to make a quick adjustment when you saw the castle then. >Thankfully you’ve been conditioned for such things by now, but it certainly does get the blood flowing. >”You’re not going to cry are you?” “What? N-no. I would never…” >”Whatever you say,” she trots on, the significance of this place seemingly absent to her. >King Sombra himself had strode through this arch during his rule. >Hell, he’d even been the one who designed it.

16 hours later 9028993 Bastinator Soft Diplomacy: Chapter 4
>>9028962 >You grab hold of the heated obelisk, the crystal throbbing underneath your grip. >They said that he even stored a part of his soul inside them as a symbol for his immortality. >You quickly pull your hand away at the thought. >Better not chance it. >The last thing you’d like is to be possessed by a pissed off King. >… It does sound kind of cool though. >”Anon!” “Sorry…” >Tagging behind her gives you time to admire the faint twirls engraved into the homes as you make your way to the tower in the center of the city. >The homes are truly unlike anything you’ve seen so far in your time here. >While the eastern cities resemble some of the more modern buildings you grew up with and the westerlies resemble some older rustic structures you’ve seen, these don’t seem to follow any style you’ve seen. >At first glance it seems sharp and chaotic, but when you take into account just where you are it makes sense, the frame resembling the flow of a natural growing crystal. >From a bird’s-eye-view this must look like a shining field of rocks, a painful step for any mythical giants that may be lurking in the sky. >You shudder at the thought; it must be what it feels like to step on a Lego in the dark. >You cup your eyes, the road polished to the point where the sun might as well be having a staring contest with your face. >This can’t be good for your skin, but god forbid if you want to put on sunscreen. >Gilda almost flipped shit when you tried to pack some, and Ms. Harshwhinny would be a tad more vocal you’d expect. >The last thing you need is to drive that stick up her butt that much further. >So you just need to stick it out. >”Map.” “Map? I don’t have-“ >”One, of course you don’t. Why would I expect competence out of you?” >She doesn’t need to be so rude about it. “I thought… you know, we were going to the tower.”

16 hours later 9029010 Bastinator Soft Diplomacy: Chapter 4
>>9028993 >”Try this next time. When you start to think, slap yourself in the face. That’ll get the point across.” >She raises her hoof threateningly after a few seconds, “Now go fetch me a map.” >You have to take a stand sometime Anon. You can’t just let people roll right over you. “Go ge- get your o-o-own map.” >The air stands still as she turns, “What did you say?” >Oh god what have you done? >She stares coldly and you immediately feel any amount of confidence you had melt away. >”Set down my bag. Good. Now go and- Eye’s up and head straight!” >You’re forced to look her in the eye as she scolds you. >”I saw a vendor down that alley. He’s likely to have a city map on him. You think you can handle that?” >You nod quickly, “Good. Try not to get lost on the way.” >Shuffling off you hide behind a corner and take a row of hits of your paper bag. “Never… again…” >You suddenly realize that a handful of crystal p0nies are giving you some strange looks. >They too sparkle like the rest of the city much as a crystal would, their curiosity proven with their sustained looks. >You take a few more hits and finally compose yourself, brushing off your shirt and taking a deep breath. >The p0ny behind the stall sports a warming smile as you move up to him, “Welcome. How can I help you?” “Umm, do you have any maps by chance? If you don’t that’s ok…” >”I’ll see if I have any in the wagon. One second.” >He seems a nice sort of fellow. You feel a tug at your pant leg, a small filly down there looking up at you. >You smile nervously, “What are you supposed to be?” >”Barren!” his mother comes over, “That’s not an appropriate question to ask strangers. I’m sorry about him, he’s never seen anyone like you before.” “It’s alright. No offense taken.” >The mare shoos him along as you wait for the merchant, “So what brings somep0ny like you here?”

16 hours later 9029024 TexAnon (image.jpg 500x274 30kB)
Forgot my spoilers . soon.

16 hours later 9029036 Bastinator Soft Diplomacy: Chapter 4
>>9029010 “Oh you know… This and that,” you turn back to the stall. >You don’t want to be rude, but you just want to get your map and get back before she gets pissy. >”Pardon my questioning. I tend not to be this intrusive, but…” she steps closer, “You wouldn’t happen to be here about the Equestrian Games by chance, would you?” >Okay, what is so important about these games? >You nod tentatively as the stallion comes back with your map, “Sorry about that. That’ll be five bits sir.” >He looks over your shoulder for a few seconds, “Oh…. Buuut for somep0ny like you there’s no charge.” >A salesp0ny doesn’t just go from five bits to nil. You look back, the mare whistling suspiciously and looking off into the sky. >She told him didn’t she? You don’t know how, but she did. >You thank him for the map before turning back to the growing crowd of p0nies around you. “Ummm…” >”Welcome!” they shout in unison, stallions, colts and mares alike. >Dumbfounded is certainly a word to describe how you feel right now, that and overwhelmed. >Just stay down breakfast, I beg of you. >You almost think your peptalk worked before they got closer and you felt the pressure spike in your gut. >You’re backed against the wall by a swarm of the equines, frantically searching for an exit if your life depended on it. >The lead mare steps forward, “We never thought to meet the judge himself, could we-“ “Sorry, have to go!” you run down the wall on your left. >”Wait!” they scream after you, “We just wanted to talk!” “Have… to keep… breakfast…” >You come to a T in the alley and look both ways. >Shit you’re already tired. You should hit the track more often. >You can’t outrun them for long and you’re not thrilled with being subject to a horde of smurfs. >Where could you… >Anon, you’ve done it again. >Peeking out from the lid of the trash bin you make out the oncoming swarm you’ve tried to avoid.

16 hours later 9029053 Bastinator Soft Diplomacy: Chapter 4
>>9029036 >”Why’d you have to do all that,” one the p0nies speaks up, “He just wanted to look around. Now you made him run off.” >”I’m sorry, okay? I just- This is important to my little colt so…” >”Hey it’s alright, we all understand. Next time though, try not to scare him off.” >The group splits up and you sigh in relief, only now realizing the not-so-pleasant stench of week-old lasagna. >Still, this beats unclogging the toilets back in Canterlot. >You’ll never forget when the old guard captain had put laxatives in his men’s food. >Weeks it took you to clean up that mess, and months to work off the smell. >You’d rather end up in this dump, literally. >By the looks of this map you can make it back to Ms. Harshwhinny without a hitch as long… “Ugh…” you groan grabbing your stomach amidst the trash. >Between the train ride and you’re ‘tour’ here this place your primed to go off at any moment. >The garbage doesn’t help. >”Darn whippersnappers! Stay out of my trash bins!” >Oh no. >The peeved p0ny knocks your bin right onto its side… before it begins to roll. >Please, please no. >Alas, it continues to roll down the slope, only managing to pick up speed the further it goes along. >It’s your first week all over again. >The bin comes to a gut-wrenching halt, the lid rolling off into the middle of the street allowing your exit. “Please, no more…” >You crawl out the garbage pool, hands sticky with what you hope is cream of soup. >Working in a locker room is enough for you to know the cold musky truth. >Leaning over the curb you’re all too tired to fight it now and proceed to purge all over the shiny crystal roadway. >Over the sound of your spewing innards you can hear the gasps of several crystal p0nies who happen to be watching the train wreck. >Gave them a good show you did, now all you need is your old boss and this’d be nigh nostalgic.

16 hours later 9029071 Bastinator Soft Diplomacy: Chapter 4
>>9029053 >That smug grin and coffee mug… And to think this is the supposed greener pastures. >At least it’s just used tissues you’re rolling in this time. >You fish the soaked map out of your pocket. >Squash soup… Who’d have thunk? >”Where…. In … EQUESTRIA HAVE YOU BEEN!?” >You pull yourself back over to your slavemaster who immediately berates you for your tardiness. >She’s not looking too hot either with being soaked in water and all. “What happened to you?” you ask softly. >”Oh I’ll tell you. I was splashed not once, but TWICE while you were gone. Where were you? Chatting it up with the locals?” >She must’ve seen the mob looking for you. >”I tried to ask for directions, but noooooo. They were too busy looking for the Tall, Handsome, Kind Equestria Games Inspector,” she emphasizes dramatically. “The- They said I was handsome?” >”Quiet! I’m just… Dear Celestia what is that stench?” >You sniff your sleeve and immediately regret it. “Week old tuna fish, crusty socks and a bad batch of spring rolls.” >”Your sarcasm’s showing,” she scoffs. “But it wasn- Ok…” >”Do you at least have that map? I swear…” >You hold up the map, Ms. Harshwhinny’s eyes shrinking into nonexistence. >No earplug can protect you. >She pushes you through the door where a pleasant aroma of mint greets you. >Well, she doesn’t exactly push you. It’s more of a forceful glare than anything, but it gets the job done. >”Finally!” she sighs in exasperation, “I could use a good time to balance things out.” >As could you, but… a spa? Really? >It could help de-grimify you, but the rest really isn’t necessary. >Oh how good a hot shower would feel right now without the nozzle snapping off and turning into a fire hose. >One of the spa clerks comes to greet you with a smile, “How can I help you two today?” >”How can’t you?” she sighs.

16 hours later 9029106 Bastinator Soft Diplomacy: Chapter 4
>>9029071 >”That bad of a day? I’m sorry, but I know a good hooficure and massage will bring a smile back on that face.” >”That sounds just splendid,” Ms. Harshwhinny finally seems to relax. >The spa clerk looks to you and you can tell she’s trying her best not to curl her nose at the stench of elderly horse leftovers, “And you sir?” “I’ll just take a shower if you don’t mind,” you reply looking longingly towards the curtained holy land. >”Actually, we’re doing a two for one special for the deluxe treatment so if you two would like…” >Please say no. Please say no. Please say- >”Absolutely.” >You tried to debate, but that’s hard to do when you only get three words out before you start stuttering like Radio. >They at least do you the favor of letting you take a shower first. >The second the water hits your face you know you’ve died and gone to heaven. >This is definitely what you needed. It feels like its peeling back layers of gunk and makes your skin feel all that more sensitive. >You’re reluctant to get out, but you can almost hear your companion’s annoyed shouts wrecking the pipes that provide this blissful paradise. >Wait a bumbling minute… You don’t have a fresh pair of… *gulp* >You uneasily wrap your towel around as much of you as you can and exit the washroom. >”How was your shower?” the spa attendant asks with noticeably less fear of your stench. “Delightful, thank you ma’am,” you blush, not entirely comfortable standing in front of her as unclothed as you are. >”Whoop, looks like you missed a spot,” she points. >Oh god damn- Wait a second. >She has to hold her chest she’s laughing so hard, “I’m sorry I couldn’t help myself.” >You tame the fire quick enough before you do something rash and just smile innocently. “Good one ma’am. Never heard that one.” >Except for the thirty-five other occurances. >”Now, how about hooficure?” “What?”

16 hours later 9029122 Bastinator Soft Diplomacy: Chapter 4
>>9029106 >Your fingers dig into the doorframe as a brigade of spa p0nies pull back on your towel. >”It’s part of the package sir. I- uhn… insist.” >All of your Nope is insufficient to display just how Nope you feel right now. “I’ll pay full price, please just no.” >Your muscles strain at the combined strength of their tugs. You didn’t know they were this strong. >God, if you’re up there, send an angel to save me from this evil. *rriing* >Another p0ny enters the spa and… “Peachbottom?” >”Anon?” >Her entrance manages to loosen your grip enough for them to yank you back, your towel at least. >You stumble forward in your naked glory and headfirst into what you pray to be the mud bath. >Thank god. You breach the mud and your eyes are met by Peachbottom and a whole bunch of angry p0nies. >”Having fun?” Peachbottom giggles. “You wouldn’t be interested in the Deluxe Special would you?” >You emerge from your second shower all the more refreshed knowing that you’re not going to get swarmed anymore. >”Thanks again hun,” you hear her call from behind the curtain. “No pr-problem.” >You find your old clothes in the laundry room and slip them on, the faint sparkle to them quite noticeable though you’re unsure if it’s their choice of detergent or just crystal magic. >You’re thankful for their courtesy either way. >They still have that fresh clothes smell to them, also known as Lowes. >You even feel lighter, though that might be the overcharge you paid for severance of your contract. >It just goes to show you to always read the fine print… >You’re still going to click over the Terms and Conditions though. >”I can fix this. I can fix this,” you hear the bumbling of a p0ny as you walk back out. >Don’t complain, you’ll get a severance fee. >By this time Ms. Harshwhinny and Peachbottom have reached the closing portion of their experience. >That looks pretty good actua- whoo…

16 hours later 9029124 Vhatug (136145__UNOPT__.jpg 1200x950 217kB)
>>9028391 Bish, I've already got Gilda, Lyranonshy, possibly a Brass Knuckles (r63 Iron Will) oneshot, and that encased Twilycorn thing if I can get past that wall. >>9028912 >>9029024 Yesssss!

16 hours later 9029142 Bastinator Soft Diplomacy: Chapter 4
>>9029122 >A hoof presses into your back at just the right place and boy does it feel good. >”Sorry darling, I can fix it, I can fix it…” “A-anytime.” >”And the prince, where to start with him. That stallion had me blushing something fierce.” >The two of them look to be having quite a swell time, and by the sound of it Peachbottom’s had a heck of one in the city. >”Of course it was too good to be true, turns out they were looking for some other p0ny all along, but that was the most darn tootin reception I’ve ever received, bar-none.” “Sounds great.” >Ms. Harshwhinny groans at the sound of your remark, “Oh he’s back…” >Laying on the bitch pretty fierce isn’t she? >Deep breathes Anon, keep it cool. “How are, you know, you two doing? Enjoying yourselves?” >”What does it look like?” >”Oh yes we are, I can’t thank ya enough for this.” “My p-pleasure ma’am.” >”Are you still here? Go fetch our bags or do something useful.” “But they’re right-“ >”Are you back-talking?” she leans up. “N-no ma’am. Right away ma’am.” >You scurry off like a frightened dog with its tail between its legs. >This day couldn’t get any worse. *ring* >”Wonderful news! Look, Princess Cadence better than new.” >Right on cue Ms. Harshwhinny shoots up, the cucumbers on her eyes popping off, “Princess Cadence?!” >You think you just peed a little. >You keep hidden while Ms. Harshwhinny begins to rail on her, but your curiosity gets the best of you. >T-Twilight? Oh boy, she was in charge of the reception? This, this is rich. >The princess’s star pupil and she fucked up big time. >Don’t you try and take the blame for this Pegasus, just stay back and let nature run it’s course. >No, don’t pull the sympathy car- Wait, is that a cinnamon bun? >They have cinnamon buns here? >What sort of trickery is this? You wander around the city in fear and there were cinnamon buns wrapped in sugary goodness?

16 hours later 9029160 Bastinator Soft Diplomacy: Chapter 4
>>9029142 >You could just crawl over and bury your face in that beautiful steaming brown pile of… >Wait, no no no. Don’t you dare grow a heart now. You’re Ms. Harshwhinny, not the Grinch. >Let Twilight fail for once. Please, oh please. >”…which in my expert opinion, amounts to the first ever unvarnished, unrehearsed and unbiased appraisal of a potential host for the Equestria Games. Which can only mean one thing…” >Cue momentous speech. “The next host for the Equestria Games is… the Crystal Empire! Congratulations crystal ponies.” >The roar of cheers is almost enough to drown out your own thoughts. “Crystal Empire speeches only take place every other Saturday following the-“ >”Shh…” Ms. Peachbottom hushs at you, “Just look at that sky.” “But the records clearly… Colorful…” >Okay that’s pretty impressive. >She manages to calm you down by the time you reach the train station. “You’re not coming?” >”Naww I’m thinking about sticking around here a while longer. This place is something else.” >You’re bummed out that she won’t be there for the trip back to Canterlot, but if she’s going to be happy here then that’s alright by you. >You stop just before you get on the train, “Something wrong?” “It’s just… I’ve read all about the Equestria Games back since it’s founding. I know the current records and previous champions for the last decade.” >”So what’s the matter?” >You sigh and lean against the train car. “I don’t know why it’s so important to them. Why did that Pegasus care so much? Why was this all such a big deal?” >You shake your head. Why did Celestia send you here in the first place? >”Why ain’t it important to you?” “But that’s- I never-“ >”Now now don’t try and argue with me honey. Just tell me, why ain’t it so special to you?” “Well, I’m not from around here so I don’t…” >That was it. That was her point.

16 hours later 9029332 Bastinator Soft Diplomacy: Chapter 4 (13345324252335.jpg 1200x627 763kB)
>>9029160 >”And now you go it hun.” “T-thank you Ms. Peachbottom. For your words and kindness.” >She goes in for a surprise hug leaving you speechless, “You take care in the city now. A fragile thing like you needs some caretaking.” >Your fingertips finally make their way around her, hugging her right on back. >”All aboard!” >She breaks off with a smile as you fix your shirt. “Well… that’s my ride.” >”Be safe now,” she waves as you back into the train car. >You spy Twilight and her friends through the window on the adjacent car. >A smile almost creeps up on your face as well. >She’s not a bad p0ny and you wish her harm because she did the one thing you never could. >You could read a hundred books on her, but that doesn’t mean you’d ever really understand her. >Books can’t teach you everything. They don’t hold all the answers. >Maybe… Perhaps you could talk to her. Get to know her for who she is. >Maybe then you’ll understand… >Twilight looks your way and grins. >”Anon! Where’s my bag?” >Maybe another time… http://pastebin.com/5txip9aR About damn time I finished this fucking chapter but there it is. Took over two weeks fro me to crank out, but it's a load off. Feedback and shit is appreciated but whatevs. Probably going to delve into some Discord next chapter however it could go anyway right now. Fast little poll for those who read my stuff. http://www.easypolls.net/poll.html? p=513fb015e4b0b3dfeaf57308

16 hours later 9029487 Anonymous
>>9029332 Why's Anon a complete bitch in this?

16 hours later 9029547 Shukaku20
>>9029332 was it just me, or was this chapter hard to follow?

16 hours later 9029552 Anonymous
>>9029332 You're timeskips in this story are very confusing. I was having trouble understanding what was going on.

16 hours later 9029607 Anonymous
>>9029332 I have no idea what's going on in this story.

16 hours later 9029732 AnonAirman (1340535453577.gif 300x150 474kB)
Uh...guys?...GUYS??? I just watched the last episode of Season 3 (yeah, I was kinda behind)... What the hell did I just watch? I...

16 hours later 9029753 Anonymous
>>9029732 A musical that should have been extended over two episodes.

16 hours later 9029758 Anonymous
>>9029732 >What did I just watch? The death of the show.

16 hours later 9029763 Shukaku20
>>9029732 something that doesn't exist.

16 hours later 9029819 An Irish Nomad
>>9029732 A lacklustre end to a lacklustre season.

16 hours later 9029832 Anonymous
>>9029332 I'm not quite sure how I feel about this. I can see why you set out the chapter in the way you did. And the ending was pretty good. But 1. The skips in time ought to be clarified a bit more. It was a bit hard to follow from time to time. 2. Anon was too much of a push-over. You corrected that with the 'go get me a map' thing but I would've liked to see Anon get a tad more feisty. I'm glad you updated though, I thought you were gone for a bit.

16 hours later 9029924 Anonymous (1.png 443x443 100kB)
Has anyone ever done one with the browser ponies?

16 hours later 9029947 Anonymous
>>9029924 I remember reading the start of one. A pretty good one at that. Don't know if it was here that I read it though.

16 hours later 9030006 Anonymous
>>9029924 It's not browser ponies but I've got angry /v/irgin anon and leddit pony clop in the pipeline.

17 hours later 9030179 Anonymous
>>9029924 there's one being written right now >>9005829

17 hours later 9030231 Anonymous
>>9029332 Good to see you around, man. I could follow everything just fine except for the spa scene. (And then only a tiny bit, around the mud bath part.) Also, I'm hoping for some more character development. (Anon needs SQUATZ. Iron Will? Snowflake? OC? )

17 hours later 9030293 Susan
>>9025956 who r u

17 hours later 9030295 Anonymous
Tinychat moved again >> /lf161

17 hours later 9030323 Anonymous
>>9030295 Literally no one cares.

17 hours later 9030632 AnonAirman (1340220347678.png 1024x977 154kB)
>>9029819 >>9029763 >>9029758 >>9029753 Well guys, who's responsible?

17 hours later 9030734 Anonymous
>>9030632 The jews at the top of Hasbro.

17 hours later 9030745 Maverick127 (gigi-french-silver-mirror-7543-p (1).jpg 800x800 247kB)
>>9030632

17 hours later 9030761 Bastinator (1331768888921.jpg 1024x576 72kB)
>>9029487 Because he is? That's just how I made him. >>9029547 >>9029552 I'm sorry if it was confusing as that obviously wasn't my intention. I do the timeskips so I don't have to bog y'all down with too much fluff, and that's a risk I have to take. So once again, my apologies. I'll try and do better next time. >>9029607 In a sentence, Anon is working to be a diplomat of sorts under Celestia. In two sentences, she's trying to get him out of his shell. >>9029832 Yeah, sorry about the timeskips. It's easy to fuck up. As far as him being a push-over, that's going to be addressed later on. Like you said, that scene showed that he was trying to make a stand, and that is exactly where I'm going. I didn't want to pile it all up in one chapter, but have it progress along. >>9030231 The spa scene was definitely confusing with the timeskips as previously addressed, which, once again, I apologize for. If I do write more timeskips I'll attempt to have it flow. Character development is coming. I definitely don't plan him to be a beta faggot forever. Gilda's going to be a definite player in it with the griffon situation, and I do plan to use Iron Will and Discord to a lesser degree, possibly Twilight as well though I'm unsure how I want her involved. Thanks for the feedback y'all. Off to writing.

17 hours later 9030801 AnonAirman
>>9030734 Those Bastards! >>9030745 Well, goodbye world. I'm sorry.

17 hours later 9030816 An Irish Nomad (I wonder who is behind this post!.png 501x553 9kB)
>>9030632 Who else?

17 hours later 9030821 Maverick127
parking in this thread has given me the erge to write again bad things happen i write.

17 hours later 9030853 Anonymous
> >>9005829 I bet Aether or Wuten is in here

17 hours later 9030862 Anonymous
>>9030853 are

17 hours later 9030864 Shukaku20
>>9030761 just a thought, but an interesting way you could take Twilight would be for her to start getting jealous over how much more attention Celestia is paying to him, and less to her. She becomes sort of passive agressive, but this helps him come out of his shell more. Like I said, just a thought.

17 hours later 9030883 Anonymous
>>9030816 Damn happy merchant...I though he was our greatest ally?!

17 hours later 9030921 Anonymous
>>9030862 Nav pls Prostitute Anon

17 hours later 9030983 Anonymous
>>9030921 Shin pls pls go

17 hours later 9030985 Wuten (1337796772806.gif 320x200 1988kB)
>>9030853 Curses, foiled again! Curiosity did get the better of me, I'll admit. Lurking and seeing where it goes...

17 hours later 9030993 Anonymous (mlfw3115-5997bddace5f3af39e6ee75d1fc215aa.png 805x696 216kB)
>>9030921 >tfw Nav will never write for AiE because FiMFic has consumed his life

17 hours later 9031022 Anonymous
>>9030993 What is Nav's FiMFic account?

17 hours later 9031029 Anonymous
>>9031022 Whatmustido

17 hours later 9031158 Anonymous
With the powers inside of me, I summon PONYGONE! TO FINISH FORGOTTEN ANON!

17 hours later 9031208 Anonymous
>>9031158 Ponygone pls

17 hours later 9031258 Anonymous
>>9031158 >>9031208 Shin, pls ...We lost PoGo to the RP weeks ago.

17 hours later 9031556 PonyGone (2355497581186.jpg 800x552 163kB)
>>9031158 >>9031208 >>9031258 Shade, Daring, or Vlax, pls stop >Forgotten Anon I'll get on that some other time. I am working on another AiE thing right now.

17 hours later 9031615 WNrite
>>9027647 My only tip is to take a look at a story you like with a concept that can be fleshed out and twist it into what you want. This is the only way my uncreative ass can write stories.

18 hours later 9031731 Anonymous
>>9031556 Oscura x Eris x Anon maid/master clop. Do it faggot!

18 hours later 9031752 evets
>>9031556 That better be futa sombra!

18 hours later 9031755 Anonymous
>>9031615 >My only tip is to take a look at a story you like with a concept that can be fleshed out and twist it into what you want. I believe that's called "Fanfiction."

18 hours later 9031846 Anonymous (tinything.jpg 907x769 96kB)
>>9030295 Does that serve some purpose?

18 hours later 9032036 Anonymous
>>9031846 Holy shit it does. It keeps that bullshit from spewing into the threads

18 hours later 9032067 High Lord Eris Fag
>>9031731 I wouldn't be opposed to the idea of this being done.

18 hours later 9032156 Anonymous
How about a rvb based AiE? Placed after season 6. Anon finds a barely working alpha and he fixes it. That all I got.

18 hours later 9032238 Anonymous
>>9032036 Because we all know that has handled so well...

18 hours later 9032613 WNrite
>>9031755 Sorry. It sounded a lot bettee in my head.

18 hours later 9032891 Fillydelphian (Octavia-my-little-pony-friendship-is-magic-30364982-853-936.jpg 853x936 123kB)
Evening, friendoids. How's things?

18 hours later 9033001 Anonymous
>>9032891 Could be worse all things considered. You? Any plans for Table For Two?

19 hours later 9033081 TexAnon Tex can't rename images on his phone but if he could he would call this one (Tex breaking the law) (image.jpg 1600x1236 696kB)
>>9032891 Slow bro. I find the hardest part of wrapping up a chapter is getting up to take a shit and forgetting what it was I was doing when I'm done.

19 hours later 9033099 Fillydelphian
>>9033001 It's going well. next week

19 hours later 9033131 Anonymous
>>9033081 TO THE MOON!

19 hours later 9033187 Maverick127
>>9032891 i'm slowly coming to the conclusion that my story is getting pretty darn generic, and doesn't really have a unique thing going for it so yeah about average

19 hours later 9033489 evets (131321513789-Carrot_Top_Derpy_Rev.png 2338x1700 1352kB)
>>9033187 Generic is fine...as long as its a fun read....plus its practice.

20 hours later 9035192 >rope busybusybusybusybusybusybusybustybusybusybusybusy (ok, I guess.jpg 461x339 30kB)
>>9033099 >Next week. It continues!

20 hours later 9035270 Anonymous
>>9032891 New closer to home when?

20 hours later 9035294 Fillydelphian (132674647414.png 693x665 221kB)
>>9035270 Tonite if I can muster the concentration to actually finish the chapter.

20 hours later 9035854 Anonymous (YesItLooksLikeThis.jpg 650x425 115kB)
The second half of this thread looks like Haiti

21 hours later 9035951 TexAnon
>>9035294 That feel. I'm sitting on 3.7k words and I'm so close to finishing.

21 hours later 9036315 Vhatug (162455__UNOPT__.png 931x820 215kB)
>>9035951 I've taken to cutting off my internet so I won't be distracted. I've realized I'll try to search something on impulse every few minutes, which would lead to me forgetting writing for an hour.

21 hours later 9036453 Anonymous
>>9035854 Some nigga was gunna do a Ciaphas Cain story. I know this is an AiE thread, however it was a writer from here. Anyone got a link if the story ever got wrote?

21 hours later 9036457 Anonymous Helen Keller in Equestria Chapter 1 (screen1.png 312x217 1kB)
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21 hours later 9036523 Anonymous
>>9036457 Masterpiece 12/10 Would read again Would masturbate to Would make required reading in schools Pack it up everyone, AiE is over, we can't top this.

21 hours later 9036570 OKLAHOMA
>>9036457 I cant wait for Ch2! Got a pastebin?

21 hours later 9036586 Anonymous
>>9036523 Am currently working on adapting this into a game. Its almost complete.

21 hours later 9036634 Bastinator
>>9036457 Not AiE fuck off. It was brilliant.

21 hours later 9036782 IntoTheVoid (121115232653.jpg 640x480 57kB)
>>9036457 I love you, please make love to me sensually.

21 hours later 9037085 Gemini
Has megaman in equestria been done well before?

21 hours later 9037151 Anonymous
>>9037085 It's not AiE, so if it has been done it hasn't been done here.

21 hours later 9037220 Gemini
>>9037151 I meant an anon who can like, absorb powers and shit. That was my fault haha, i didn't elaborate.

21 hours later 9037259 Anonymous
>>9036457 Ehh...I've read better

21 hours later 9037270 Anonymous
>>9037220 Doesn't Megaman/Kirby/everything else absorb powers by killing the other person? I don't imagine the ponies would enjoy that.

21 hours later 9037275 PonyGone
>>9037085 I may or may not be interested in that...

21 hours later 9037323 Anonymous
>>9037085 >>9037220 Susan pls go

21 hours later 9037336 Gemini
>>9037275 POGO! ARE YOU FEELING THE LOVE ?

21 hours later 9037342 Brew
>>9037085 >>9037220 I once started a fic based [mostly] on MegaMan, where he has a suit kinda more like an Iron Man suit, but it can absorb abilities of other suits like MegaMan but I only did an intro and first chapter, so it's kinda short. It was a long time ago just to try out something new and see how I liked it. http://pastebin.com/6MrL2u4a http://pastebin.com/C5Fekf7x If people liked the premise enough I wouldn't be against continuing it or something.

21 hours later 9037388 PonyGone
>>9037336 You know it >>9036457 Beautiful. >>9032891 Alright, working on my AiE thingy.

21 hours later 9037393 Gemini
>>9037323 Duracell, pls stop harrassing me ;_;

21 hours later 9037400 Anonymous
>>9037220 >>9037270 What if someone made a megaman style clop where after fucking a pony anon gains some sort of sexual ability of theirs?

21 hours later 9037439 Anonymous
>>9037400 Someone already did that, but it wasn't just sexual abilities. Anon ended up being able to do magic, he almost grew wings, and he eventually fucked Eris and could do pretty much anything.

21 hours later 9037486 Brew
>>9037400 >after fucking a pony anon gains some sort of sexual ability of theirs? Man, that sure sounds EXACTLY like one of my stories. Except he doesn't take sexual abilities, but other properties and magical abilities. Then other shit happens. :3 >>9037439 Yep, that's the one. OP Mary Sue barely begins to explain it. It started off pretty good, but... well, I'll leave it at that. I'll be re-writing it eventually, no more OP or crazy dumb shit. More comedy, slice-of-life, clop, etc.

22 hours later 9037495 Anonymous
>>9037439 Link?

22 hours later 9037551 Anonymous
>>9037495 http://pastebin.com/nd9XGvPy More here: http://pastebin.com/u/Brewny

22 hours later 9037553 Gemini
>>9037486 pastubinu pls

22 hours later 9037562 Brew
>>9037495 http://pastebin.com/nd9XGvPy That's the first chapter, rest is on that bin. Like I said here >>9037486 , it starts off pretty good but it eventually goes down hill. I didn't plan anything as I was writing it, it was just something I wanted to have fun with. And I did, for a while anyway, but not planning anything was my downfall. Read it if you want, but don't get your hopes up. The clop is incredibly short and uninteresting too so don't go in just for that.

22 hours later 9037582 Brew
>>9037553 See >>9037551 >>9037562

22 hours later 9038010 Murphy
I have an idea here that I will never ever write probably. Anon is a medival-y time prisoner of war, battered from his recent capture by an enemy kingdom. He is a wise sort of fellow, and makes light of his situation, though he knows he will most likely die a gruesome death. Mous is a recently dubbed knight, charged with watching Anon to make sure 'E DOESN'T LEAVE. Mous has a bit of a soft spot for his prisoner, though he is a dutiful servant of the king and refuses any preferential treatment towards him. By whatever means you deem suitable, they arrive in Equestria- fun times and/or feels abound! Also, I'm parking.

22 hours later 9038437 Anonymous
Anon x Slender pony Anon visits Everfree/Whitetail woods and sees a pony with no face, taller than Celestia, and in a suit. It ignores Anonymous and Anon couldn't find it. Anon goes back to the village and tells the mane six what he saw. Twilight then tells ANon about the story of Slender pony. Writer can take it where he wants. Anon is immune to Slender Pony. Maybe some tentacle sex?

22 hours later 9038638 Anone Moose
>>9038010 Mous still keeps true to his duty and makes sure Anon doesn't get far from him. Ponies think that Mous is a stalker. I'm still waiting on the stories I have requested from you.

22 hours later 9038704 evets (still awesome.png 700x407 125kB)
>>9038638 Still don't see any Leo's...

22 hours later 9038725 Anonymous
>>9038704 >implying moose writes

22 hours later 9038742 TexAnon (image.jpg 1136x636 92kB)
>>9036315 No tears. Only story now. Act 1 here: http://pastebin.com/4UQgnC2z Act 2 incoming.

22 hours later 9038782 TexAnon
>>9038742 Lips wide shut act 2 >After you finish cleaning up the princess, she dries off in the bathroom and you make your way over to the window. >Bracing yourself for the suns unforgiving light, you draw back the curtains and are honestly surprised at what you see. >It's not surprising in a breath taking way mind you, more like unexpected/possibly unwelcome. >In place of the infernal sun and endless blue sky is a roof. Made of dirt. >Who the fuck builds a hotel underground? >Looking down below, your vision is met with more buildings and busy streets with carts of goods being pulled by lumbering bipedal dogs. >It's looks like the downtown area from the big cities back on earth. >Except underground. "Hey Celestia, you think you can tell me where we are? Besides underground?" >She trots up beside you and joins you in looking out the window, trying to figure things out. >"Well Anonymous, I say we must be in the Diamond Dogs capital city. Seeing as how we have this jewel I was hoping we would've tried getting further away in our stupor, but clearly tequila is not brain food." "Says you. How do you know this is the capital though?" >Pointing a hoof out towards the distance, you make out a rather large clearing surrounded by high gates with a small building in the center of it. >"Do you see that building over there?"

22 hours later 9038801 Anonymous
/r/ing the pastebin or a repost of the story with filly celestia and soon a with anon as their caretaker.

22 hours later 9038811 TexAnon
>>9038782 "Yeah, what of it?" >"That's where king has built his castle." "Really? In that puny little dog house? Hehe dog house." >"That is merely the entrance, he built his castle into the ground like those who came before him. While not as politically minded as other groups, the diamond dogs are industrious race. What would take my little ponies decades to dig and build, they can accomplish in a mere fraction of that. And at half the cost." >Something about that explanation seems familiar to you but you disregard it in favor of the matters at hand. "Okay so from what we know so far, the two of us got completely wasted, robbed a royal distillery, as well as the crown jewel and then we ended up in hotel within buttfucking distance of the crime scene?" >"That sounds about right, but it begs the question of how or why we we're so far gone in the first place. I doubt we robbed them sober and I can only recall bits and pieces of things that feel as if they happened weeks ago, nothing to indicate how this mess started in the first place." >That's actually a really good point. >You might be stupid but not suicidal enough to attempt something like this. "Well, we're not gonna get anywhere just lounging around up here. We need to get back home and just put this shit behind us." >"Agreed. There is good news and bad news to this plan." "*sigh* Let's hear the bad news first." >"Bad news is I can't teleport us out due to a magic barrier that protects the city and keeps the roof from caving in. It was a gift we gave the Diamond Dogs as a show of good faith." "Okay. So what's the good news?"

22 hours later 9038845 TexAnon
>>9038811 >"Good news is, I know our way out and back home. However..." "Woah, hold on. Don't you however me. You said 'bad news, good news'. You can't just throw on more bad news like some kind of fucking sandwich and ask me to eat it. 'Oh the BLT was amazing but you burnt the shit out of the toast.' Fuck that noise!" to bring the point home, you walk over to a nearby coffee table and flip that shit over like a bad anime reference. >"Are you quite finished?" "Yeah... So you were saying?" >"I know our way home, however, we'll have to pass a checkpoint inspection to leave. They'll also most likely conduct a background check on you." "So? It's not like I'm a citizen of... Equestria... right." you point at her flank, "Don't suppose there's any room in there for me?" you say jokingly. >She giggles in response, "No, I'm afraid I'm quite occupied at the moment." "Oh well, fuck it. We'll burn that bridge once we get to it. Doesn't seem like anyone is even aware of what we did so hopefully we'll be able to just strut right out." >"I hope so Anonymous. Right now that's our only option." >A search of the drawers reveals the two of you only checked in with the clothes on your backs so you opt to trash your bloody shirt and make do with out it. "Let's get moving Celly, the sooner we get out of here the better." >Opening the door, you fail to notice the passed out body laying outside and promptly trip over it. >Sitting yourself back up you look at the offender and- wait. Is that? "Fluttershy?" >The yellow mare lifts her head off the floor as her eyes lazily scan for the source of your voice. >F:"Huh-wha? A-anon? What are you doing in my house?" she wipes a bit of drool off her mouth with a wingtip. She suddenly perks up, "Did I finally guess your fetish?"

22 hours later 9038877 TexAnon
>>9038845 >Her toothy smile once melted your heart, but after months of fetish guessing stemming from a game of twenty questions gone rogue, fluttershy now is more of a nuisance than a neighbor. "No Fluttershy, if you had guessed it, then I don't think you'd be passed out on this side of the door." you say monotonously. >"Oh." her head droops a little. "Well there's always next time we have a Pinkie Party?" >Whose clues? Blues clues! "Wait, you actually know how we got here?" >"You mean, you don't remember? After everyp0ny got through the eighth or ninth bowl of her special punch, they... That is to say we, um. All started acting a little crazy." >Ok, not so different from a typical Pinkie Party so far. >"After that you and the princess were arguing over who has the best taste in liquor. I had no idea she even drank like you do. Then suddenly the two of you storm out of sugarcube corner with the princess saying something about getting the good stuff from this place she's been to before." >So that's how you and Celly got here. "Then why are you here?" >"Oh! Well I decided to follow you in case you got into trouble but the princess is a much faster flyer than me even with you slumped over her back so by the time I caught up, the two of you were already walking into this hotel with a bunch of bottles. Then when you noticed me, you asked me to come have a few drinks so I did. You said you were gonna walk me home though... Why am I here?" >Oh god, she's using the sad eyes on you. >Damn these pones, right in the feels. >You were probably just being an asshole again last night and locked her out. >So truth or cover story?

22 hours later 9038903 TexAnon
>>9038877 "I must've passed out while we headed through the door since I woke up on this side." >You're one smooth criminal. >Why didn't you trip over her after the heist though? Probably did, you just don't remember and she was probably still unconscious enough to not notice. >Oh well, that informations blacked out anyway. >"Oh my, that's such a shame." Hook, line and sinker. "We could still go back to my place now that we're both up though~" >Fucking Fluttershy. "Would if I could kid, but I'm under royal decree to escort the Princess back to Canterlot. If you want you can tag along and then we'll take the train back to P0nyville." >"Ok! I mean, that would um... be nice." "Didja catch all that Celly?" >PC:"I did, and it would be no bother to help out an element of harmony return home. I should think that with an element bearer and you by my side, we shouldn't have much trouble getting home." >FS:"Do you really think we'll have trouble getting back?" she asks lowering her head. "Nah, if this city is anything like the place it reminds me of back home than- well it's just a good thing we're in a group." >This seems to reassure Flutters and so the three of you make your way down to the lobby where you return the key and head out into the streets. >FS:"So Anon, if you don't mind me asking. Um, what happened to your shirt?" She asks eyeing you in all your glory. >She was bound to bring it up eventually.

22 hours later 9038938 TexAnon
>>9038903 "It got ruined by last nights events and that's all I'm gonna say on the subject. Besides," you tighten your abs and pecs while striking a pose, "I don't hear anyone complaining." >Celly nods in approval while flutters looks like she's about to faint, or orgasm. Probably both. >It doesn't help your situation when you tease her like this but she's harmless and you gotta admit you enjoy the attention. >Strutting your stuff like you've got Saturday night fever, you all continue down the road heading towards the border of the city. >As your walk progresses, Fluttershy seems quite taken in by all the sights despite her usual demeanor and is leading the way while Celestia stays by your side and occasionally bumps you with her rump. >PC:"Oh Anonymous~" "Yeees princess?" >"I think I could take a little break. Say in one of these alleys? Preferably one with low street visibility." >You know this game. "I'm not sure Fluttershy would enjoy being cramped up in such a dark, unassuming place." >"Who said she was coming with us?" she quirks an eyebrow at you while wearing a sly grin. "I don't know..." >The princess lifts her head up towards you ear and begins nickering suggestively. >You're not sure how she makes it sound suggestive but it seems to work so you decide to go along with it. >Looking ahead, Fluttershys eyes are glued to the window of a pet store so it should be safe to assume that she'll sit there for a while until someone snaps her out of it.

22 hours later 9038963 Anone Moose
>>9038704 >>9038725 ... TIME TO REPOST WHAT I PUT IN PiE. "You think you want more Leo? So do I! It was a blast writing that shit, but I can't seem to into it. I want to re watch the show to see if the rekindles my love for the show... but I need to find time for that. I will try to do a Leo PiE oneshot after that, then the Zodiac Knights story. The one where anon is in the Lion costume ."

22 hours later 9038976 TexAnon
>>9038938 "Lead the way." >Quickly ducking into a side alley, between two large buildings, there are no doors on either side and at the end of the alley is a large brick wall with barbed wire running across the top. >The two of you probably won't be the first or last ones to use this alley but you're pretty sure you'll be the first ones to use it consensually and not for monetary gain. >The fact that the only lights down here come from street lamps and the buildings themselves means that even the princesses auroral mane and brilliant white coat are fairly hidden in the shadows. >Wasting no time, Celestia rears up and braces he forehooves against the wall and moves her tail to the side. >Despite being ready to bust out of your own pants yourself, you decide it's best to prep that princess plot for it's eminent pounding. >Taking a knee behind her, you grab hold of her ass cheeks and ignoring her sutured snatch you lean in and begin to run the tip of your tongue around her ring. >She writhes in your grip as you begin pressing forward to insert your tongue as far as you can. >Wriggling your tongue all around to ensure there's a good coating of saliva, you can feel the heat emanating from her nethers. >Satisfied with your work, you retake your standing position and begin undoing your belt and pants. >Releasing the demon from his silky prison, you take hold of it and rub the tip across the soft fur of Celestias rounded ass. >Each strand of fur caresses your throbbing head as it passes by, sending shocks of pleasure throughout your body. >The princess however is getting impatient and she tries to sit herself down on your lap.

22 hours later 9039021 TexAnon
>>9038976 >After playfully maneuvering yourself away a few times you see her lift her self up getting ready for a big slam so you rear back prepared to meet her blow. >As soon as she comes down you thrust forward and in an incredible display of marksmanship, your dick finds her anus and with the force of the collision, you are immediately hilted inside her and she yelps in surprise. >A quiet "Eep!" calls for both of your attention and you turn to see Fluttershy hiding behind a stack of empty boxes. >FS:"Oh! Um, don't mind me?" she grins sheepishly before hiding behind her mane. "Uh, Celly? What do you wanna do about this?" >Even in the dark you see a sparkle in her eye before she grins widely. >"I want her to watch." >Boner approaching critical levels of hardness. >FS:"Can I really? Oh thank you princess I-" >"But, you can only look. He's my stallion for the time being." >"Oh... Okay. Is it alright with you Anon?" >She's pleading with her eyes and since she won't be an active audience, it's making it hard to say no. "I just know I'm gonna regret this but, fine Fluttershy, you can watch." >She takes in a huge breath of air, "Yay." >HNNGH >With one hand clutching your chest and the other Celestias ass, you begin rocking your hips back and forth in hopes of getting your heart started again. >She grunts and groans as you make her rectum conform to THE THICKNESS.

22 hours later 9039074 TexAnon
>>9039021 >FS:"Um, princess, what's it feel like in the butt? If you don't mind me asking that is." >Panting to catch her breath, Celestia cranes her neck to face Fluttershy. >"It's like having a dick up your ass my dear. Now please, we're trying to NOT get caught with his pants down. If you're a good little audience member, perhaps I will reward you." >Not like you have a say or anything apparently. You're just a dick with legs to these ponies. "Eh, it's a living." >Celly rocks her hips back and you take your cue to continue. >It's slow going at first as she threatens to squeeze the life out of Anon jr. but the two of you press on and soon pick up a good speed. >Fluttershy watches on with undivided attention. Three hooves on the ground and one gliding back and forth between her hind legs. >That blush cutting its way across her face is actually pretty hot. The way her body heaves ever so slightly as she tries to control her panting breath. You feel your blood run hotter as you become even harder. >"Oh~ I knew you'd get into this sooner or later." Celly certainly appreciates it. >Good. Because right now the only thing on your mind is the pleasure wrapped around your aching cock. There's also the odd sense of pride you're feeling as Flutters watches you defile her precious pony princess. >It's a feeling you want more of so without warning you slap your hands on Celestias ass with a good amount of force before gripping tight and pounding her ass even harder.

23 hours later 9039103 TexAnon
>>9039074 >Both she and flutters gasp in surprise at your outburst but neither seem that eager to stop you. >Despite being sewn shut, it's obvious that Celestias juices are seeping out of her vagina as you can now hear a moist slap every time your ball sack makes contact with it. >Fluttershy has moved herself underneath both you and Celestia and continues to pleasure herself as you pound away and the princesses juices drip on her awaiting tongue. >"Fluttershy, while you're down there, why don't you taste it directly?" >"My p-pleasure princess..." Fluttershy's excited but her voice is barely above a whisper as she keeps herself on the edge of an orgasm. >Repositioning herself, Flutters runs her long tongue over Celestias snatch, occasionally flicking her tongue against your sack. >You allow it and moments after the two of started your combined assault, Celestia let's out a high pitched whinny before her knees buckle and she slips off your cock and comes tumbling down onto Fluttershy. >Despite the crash it seems your group hasn't attracted any attention. >FS:"Ow... Um Princess, are you okay? If so, can you please get off me? That is, if you wouldn't mind." >Celestia rolls lazily off of Flutters and is laying on her back while bathing in her afterglow. >Fluttershy is now more terrified than aroused having almost been done in by a cake fed flank and shivers as though she just saw her life flash before her eyes. >You bet a good half of it was blurred by her mane.

23 hours later 9039148 TexAnon
>>9039103 >Even though the ladies finished first, you've still got a bone to pick with them. Or pick them with. >Fuck it, you're too horny for wordplay. Now is the the time for butt play. >There we go. >You kneel in front of the princess as she continues to lie down, hooves in the air. >Spreading her hind legs, you lean forward and begin running your hands along her sides and up towards her face, which you turn towards yourself. "Oh Celly," your voice rumbles from your throat, in a strained attempt to hide the primal instinct behind it. >"Yes? You wonderful stallion." "I didn't get to FINISH!" >You lower your hands to her throat and give it a sudden squeeze. >She begins to choke and you see fear in her bright, shining purple eyes until you begin prodding around her nethers and she catches on to your true intent. >Her lusty smile is met with your predatory grin once you're properly aligned and easing your grip so she can get in a good breath of air, you slam yourself as hard as you can inside her. >Keeping one hand on her throat you use the other to stabilize yourself on the ground so as not to crush her windpipe under your weight. >Suddenly a glow emanates from her horn and before you can question it, a loud "Eep!" reminds you of Fluttershys presence. >Turning to look at her, a solid mass of magic glows brightly from behind her and before she can get a good look at it, it forces itself into her vagina and she falls forward letting out a soft moan.

23 hours later 9039175 TexAnon
>>9039148 "What did you do to her?" You ask Celestia as you let her get enough air to speak. >"Keep going and you'll find out." >You're not one for surprises but this should at least be interesting. >Eyes on Shy you bury yourself in the princess and as you do, so does the glow of her magic disappear inside the pegasus pony. >So that's what's goin on. >As you build back your rhythm, Fluttershy moans with each thrust and inhales sharply on the release, her breath synching up with Celestias where instead of exhaling with each penetration, she breathes deep. >Fluttershy crawls over weakly and locks eyes with Celestia. >Their faces come together and stop just before their lips meet. >It looks like they're taking in each others breaths and their already blushing faces darken another shade as they pant into each others mouths. >You're not sure why but just seeing this moment of passion play out before you gets you harder than you've been in quite some time. >You grab Fluttershys tail and pull her flank towards your face where you can watch as the phantom phallus matches your ministrations. >Not a bad view, considering how beautifully pink she is on the inside. Similar in color to her mane but more lively. >You almost expect it to offer you a cupcake. >What you're interested in however lies above. >Her adorable little yellow doughnut. >Moving your head down, you give her a couple of exploratory licks which she flinches away from, but she soon surrenders and tries her best to remain still for you.

23 hours later 9039232 TexAnon
>>9039175 >Thinking it might be gay to come in contact with a magical representation of your own cock, you trail your tongue up the sides of her vagina to get a taste of her mare juice. >The flavor is incredible, definitely some bitter lemon but with a twist. Giving it a sweet kick. >Almost like... "Pink lemonade?" >She turns your way slightly, "That's what I've been told." >You look at her incredulously. >She lowers her head a bit and a few strands of her mane fall across her face as her blush intensifies and she gets a sweet little smile. >"I'm not that innocent." And with that she leans back in and nuzzles the princesses face tenderly. >Yer body cannae take it any more captain. >Gritting your teeth and slapping both hands firmly onto Celestias ass, your muscles tense up as you commit yourself to blowing your load as deep and hard as possible. >The outside world melts away and all there is is you and these mares. >You violently thrust yourself into Cellys ass over and over, faster and faster, harder and harder. >Her horn glows brighter as she transmits the feeling to Fluttershy who has fallen off to her side and is swimming in ecstasy. >The princess moves her head towards you, her body shaken by each piston like pounding. >Just as your lips are about to meet, her eyes roll into the back of her head as she cries out in bliss and her horn glows a brighter golden hue before it flashes in a blinding display of intensity.

23 hours later 9039265 TexAnon
>>9039232 >Meanwhile you've begun to fire off shot after shot of thick, sticky cum into her spamming rectum that tries to squeeze you for everything you're worth. >The combined force of your climaxes almost drowns out Fluttershys cry of agony. >Catching on that last bit of sensory information, you catch yourself from falling over on top of Celestia. >Your eyes are still blurry from the flash and you can't hear anything besides the princesses ragged breathing and your own. >A strange smell helps you find the yellow and pink blur a full twenty feet forward from where she had been just moments ago. >Aside from the stank of good sex, you pick up the foul odor of burnt hair and something else. >It's a familiar scent that brings back memories of home. >Of fresh cut grass, cool breezes fighting the warmth of the sun, moms apple pie and... "Steak?" >Lifting yourself up to both feet, you stumble down the alleyway towards Fluttershy as your vision clears and the smell becomes stronger. >You almost wish you had just passed out. >Splayed out on her back lies an unconscious Fluttershy. >The area around her once pristine pony pussy is devoid of hair and looks as though it was violated with a flammenwerfer by Angry Nazis. >Every instinct yells at you to run, consequences be damned. >But you know better. "Celestia! Celestia get the flying fuck up!!!" >The princess stirs and rolls over onto her side, "What is it?" "It's Flutters! That spell of yours fucked her up six ways til Sunday. We gotta get her to a hospital!"

23 hours later 9039288 Dick Lover 22 Gajit is so kawaii~~! (tumblr_mdsxf4vMnV1ryetdm.gif 400x225 558kB)
>>9038012 >Commence Shitstorm

23 hours later 9039302 Anonymous
>>9039288 Why is John so popular in these threads?

23 hours later 9039318 TexAnon
>>9039265 >She hastily rises to her hooves and after getting her bearings straight stumbles over to where you and Fluttershy are. >"Oh sweet sister of mine. I caused that? The spell was only supposed to emulate the feeling." "How'd it feel to possibly cause that!?!" >"W-well, it felt like fireworks going off inside me." "Which means that's what went off inside of her... Fuck." >"I didn't mean it literally! What are we going to do Anonymous?" "Like I said, we need to get her to a hospital." >Lifting Fluttershys limp body off the floor, you drape her over Celestias back and start heading back to street where it seems that no one took notice of your little sexcapade. >"I can't just fly out of here and scan the area for a hospital. We need to find a way to hide at least my identity and hers." "Yeah, yeah I got it." >Scanning the immediate area, your eyes come across a short little diamond dog reminiscent of shih-tzu who is leaning against the wall next to a rickshaw wearing some kind of hooded robe. "The fuck is a Rickshaw doing here? Fuck it. Celly I got a plan, wait here and get ready to move when I say." >Not waiting for a response, you bolt across the street in half naked glory. >The stomping of your boots on the ground snaps the small dog from his slumber but its far too late to stop you. >You jump high into the air, with both legs pointed straight at the dog and flying drop kick his ass. >Or at least you would've if he wasn't 3 feet tall. >Luckily however, you crash into the wall above him and fall straight down on the frightened dog. >Dusting yourself off, you snatch the robe off the dog and put it on which fits you like a hoodie.

23 hours later 9039334 Shade (tumblr_ma77g3FUR61ruy98mo1_500.gif 500x281 854kB)
>>9039302 Cause Jon is best pony >>9039288 >pic related

23 hours later 9039335 Anonymous
>>9039288 >Implying writers outside AiE is worth a shitstorm.

23 hours later 9039350 TexAnon
>>9039318 >Grabbing the handles of the rickshaw, you take off back towards the two ponies where Celestia floats Flutters into the seat and then hops in herself. >Throwing your hood up, Celestia uses every available blind to cover herself from view and once she's all settled up, you take off in a random direction. "Celly, please tell me you know how to get to a hospital from here." >"It's been some time since I visited and I'm not exactly an expert on these things, I normally put somep0ny else in charge of these matters." "Fantastic." >"No worries though! It seems that there are some maps here for tourists such as us." >Fluttershy stirs a bit and groans in pain. "Directions! Now!" >Leading you up and down several side streets and main roads you recall a song about girl directions before finally spotting a large building with a big red cross on the sign in front of it. "Finally." >"What do we now? We can't just waltz in and demand medical attention." "Push her out." >"What? We can't just leave her alone." "You got a better idea?" >The princess remains silent. "*sigh* Just stay here and get ready to move. I'll be right back." >Pulling around to the side of the building you set down the rickshaw, and carefully pull out Flutters unconscious form and cradle her in your arms.

23 hours later 9039500 TexAnon (image.jpg 333x187 26kB)
>>9039350 >Once you've walked back around the corner towards the front, you hold her tighter and whisper into her mane, "I'm so sorry this happened. You may have been troublesome at times, but you really didn't deserve this. Please just make it through this and I promise we'll take a real trip someday. Maybe not alone but hey, you never know right?" >The pony in your arms does little else than breath shallowly as you make your way inside. >Doctors and patients stop and stare at you two before you lay her down on an empty stretcher then bolt for the door as several of the dogs run towards the injured Pegasus and begin checking her vitals. >Coming back around the corner, you lower hour hood and take back control of the rickshaw which you haul out onto a busy street. >Silence overtakes the two of you for a while as you begin heading back towards the city gates. >"Will she be alright?" "I certainly hope so Celly." >"I never meant for th-" "I know. Lets just try to get out of here, then you can send some ponies to come pick her up and we'll go from there, k?" >"Very well then Anonymous. Carry on." >Hopefully that's the end of your troubles for now. And that's it for Act 2. Fun fact: this is the second longest thing I've written, being beaten by chapter 2 of my Eris clop by about 200 words. I wish I had this out sooner but at least I was able to provide you guys with some green. Paste link here: http://pastebin.com/JC5W2gbS Comments and all things of that sort if y'all don't mind terribly.

23 hours later 9039549 TexAnon (image.jpg 344x376 64kB)
>>9039500 Apparently gifs post as jpgs from my phone so have this instead.

23 hours later 9039686 Anonymous
>>9039549 Tex, that's nasty. The proportions in that pic are scary.

23 hours later 9039691 Fillydelphian (MoUfbJP.png 1280x853 289kB)
Alright, Close to Home Chapter 15 is completed. I'd like to post now, but it's a bit late. You guys want?

23 hours later 9039736 Anonymous
>>9039691 Don't ask, just do.

23 hours later 9039747 Anonymous (1357441128337.jpg 400x385 38kB)
>>9039500 >THE THICKNESS. >You bet a good half of it was blurred by her mane. >You almost expect it to offer you a cupcake. Lulz >"I'm not that innocent." Fek u All in all, good, even if the story parts were a little prompt. As in, this, then this, this. Still a very enjoyable read. I especially liked that her fetish guessing was less insane displays, and more just actually asking. And that he typically acted like he genuinely liked her usually.

23 hours later 9039764 Vhatug
>>9039747 Whoops, forgot trip. Enjoy the fan LOVE .

23 hours later 9039781 Gadget
>>9039288 But I've always had fun with my Trixiefag flamboyantry.

23 hours later 9039792 Anonymous
Late night reminder that crimson needs to write more anon x gloom wing. Also just puting it out there I had a weird dream where I was trapped in a mansion with all of the writefags (at least how I imagine they look like) and we had to solve a scooby doo type mystery. It ended with shin saying he was really working with the ghosts and proceeded to jump out a window and break his neck on a rock..... I think I Need to take a break from aie. Oh and if wuten is anything lik my subconscious thought hes like then he is a MASSIVE faggot.

23 hours later 9039815 Anonymous
>>9039792 sounds like wuten to me

23 hours later 9039825 Anonymous
>>9039792 Is it possible to ignore IPs?

23 hours later 9039945 Anonymous
>>9039691 Do it now!

23 hours later 9039974 evets (1360623197028.png 900x1080 283kB)
>>9038976 >Celestia rears up and braces he forehooves Only error that popped out to me. I liked it alot....till the horrifying fiery crotch explosion.. Still I'm sure she's all right. Just seemed really jarring. Came out of left field.... Still want more. Really enjoying it. Anal fun times are best fun times.

23 hours later 9039992 Anonymous
>>9039792 Seems legit

23 hours later 9039999 Anonymous
>>9039825 Aww are my reminders in the shitpost section of the thread getting nickra all in a twist?

23 hours later 9040028 Antioch
Hello, Gentlemen. Hows the AIE tonight?

23 hours later 9040029 TexAnon (image.jpg 417x500 64kB)
>>9039764 Now, now Vhatty. I'm sure that if there were enough girls in the barracks at the junior speedsters, at least a few of them would experiment (jailbait pone story? Not my forte but I know it's someone's). After all, she had to ask what anal felt like. As far as pacing goes, I did rush it a bit but I was almost done and the thread was in desperate need of green. >>9039686 I did not notice that until you brought it up. Have this. Now to work on REDACTED

23 hours later 9040035 Anonymous
>>9039999 I... I don't even...are you trying to call him something? What's a nickra

23 hours later 9040070 Anonymous
>>9039792 I can actually see shin doing that.

23 hours later 9040119 Anonymous
>>9040035 I think it's supposed to be nickers?

23 hours later 9040133 Anonymous (MURATAAAAAA.jpg 1456x1044 561kB)
>>9039974 >That ass

23 hours later 9040145 TexAnon (image.jpg 407x500 35kB)
>>9039974 >he Damn it. I thought I caught everything when I read it before posting. Oh well. BTW, I still got at least 1 or 2 chapter of BUTT fun before I finish this story. pic semi related.

23 hours later 9040207 Anonymous
>>9040119 That answers nothing.

23 hours later 9040216 evets (Butt of course.jpg 800x617 81kB)
>>9040145 Hell ya. Looking forward to that.

23 hours later 9040217 Anonymous
>>9040145 Is Anon gonna have to fuck a bitch? Literally?

23 hours later 9040234 Fillydelphian (133673286036.png 363x282 61kB)
>>9039736 >>9039945 Sorry to disappoint (assuming I disappoint), but I'm actually pretty damn tired. I think I'm gonna go to bed and post tomorrow evening.

23 hours later 9040236 Antioch
Posting part III of Idle Days (Redux) All that Preceded can be found here http://pastebin.com/u/Antioch >You Spot Fluttershy’s house from across the meadow and skip your way to it, gleefully humming as you frolic through the grassy field >Until… >Something snags on your toe, causing you to trip over and smash into the ground >Brushing yourself off in a rapid recover, you turn around to search for the culprit. >Was it a rock or root protruding out of the ground? >No, it was your Arch Nemesis; >Angel Bunny >He glares at you Silently. You stare him down and growl, curling your fists in response One of these days… >You start backing toward the cottage, keeping your eyes fixed on your mortal enemy as you move. Can’t give him another easy opportunity >pure hatred oozes from his eyes as he continues his glare >Once you’ve reached a safe distance, you resume skipping merrily toward the cottage >As you approach the backyard, you see your favorite lady in the whole wide world Fluttershy! >Fluttershy: “Anon?” >You spring toward her with your arms wide open >The both of you hug tightly on contact before you tell her you want to pick out a pet >she explodes with giddiness, Says she’s been waiting to hear that for ages and proceeds to sing >You sit down and enjoy her entertaining… >at first it’s cute >after 5 minutes, your still interested >after 10 minutes it’s still somewhat cute >after 15 minutes it gets to be a little tedious >after 20 minutes, it’s now annoying >after 25, You start thinking to Yourself; AH MY GAWD, HOW MUCH LONGER IS SHE GOING TO SING!?! >After 30 minutes, DID SHE COMPOSE AN ENTIRE FUCKING SYMPHONY AND SIT ON IT UNTILL I TOLD HER I WANTED A PET!?!

23 hours later 9040257 Antioch
>>9040236 >You Remain present in body, but your mind begins to wander >You start counting your teeth from being so bored: “26...27...28...29...29? I have 29 teeth? That can’t be right! I’ll count them again…1...2...3...4...” >A choking noise interrupts your counting >You Snap out of it and turn attention to Fluttershy >There is a bird lodged partway into her mouth >You rush over to her, wrap your arms around her ribs and start pumping >Heave! Heave! Heave! >She coughs and the bird dislodges, flying away thereafter What happened? >“I-I don’t know, birds always seem to be getting stuffed down my throat. I think they just like my voice. I’m sorry, I’ll start singing again…if you want” Ehh, that’s alright. I think I have it narrowed down. Generally, most humans have either dogs or cats as pets but I’m not sure which one I want… >You return to sitting down as you stroke your chin ponderously Hmm…Dog…Cat…Dog…Cat… >Fluttershy Approaches your side >“Anon” Not now, I’m trying to think >“But I have an answer” >Fluttershy plops a fox down in your lap >She has a bleach white coat, floppy ears, dark paws, a curly tail and crystal blue eyes >“She’s a domestic snow fox, you could think of her as a cross between a dog and a cat” >You hold the fox up to eye level to get a better look I like her, I shall call her…Roxy! >Spending the rest of the evening jotting down note for taking care of the fox, you leave as night time reaches and head home with your new pet following >As you’re nearly there you wonder to yourself Hmm, what all did I get done today… >Pulling your errand list out of your pocket, you skim through it Grocery shopping…Pick up that instrument from Octavia…dry cleaning…return those books to twilight…unplug the sink…I didn’t get any of that done! >You Chuckle before wadding the list into a ball and tossing it over your shoulder I don’t even remember what threw me off course in the first place

23 hours later 9040267 Antioch
>>9040257 >As you Approach the house, you See Pinkie still rambling with infatuation over the scribbles you left in the dirt Oh yeah… >You Step up to her >“…and I Knew right away medical school wasn’t for me!” Pinkie? >She continues rambling, unaware of your return >“Even though I have cousins who are doctors, I knew I needed to find my own path” >You Grab her and shake her back to reaity >She smiles >“Oh Hai, Anon!” Have you obsessing over that X all day? >“I guess so” You must be tired?” >“Me? Tired? Never!” >With absolutely no warning whatsoever, she falls asleep with all the speed of a heartbeat and collapses over like a tree. >Her head lands on your chest and takes the both of you down to the ground >She’s out cold and snoring softly >You try to throw her off, but it doesn’t do any good >Damn she’s heavy >You snarl at her loudly Pinkie, get of me! >Her sleep talking is the only response you’re given >“I..lull…layer…loaner…labremeggera blumatty…Snorkel!” >You try to slip out from underneath her but it still doesn’t do any good. looks like your going to be stuck here until she wakes up >As your Laying in the dirt sighing over your current predicament She yawns and spreads her foremost limbs >She wraps them around your body before she repositions her cheek against yours and nuzzles >Figuring this situation isn‘t that bad after all, you shrug and hug back Eh, screw it… >You nuzzle your cheek into her’s as you dose off in the dirt End of Part III

23 hours later 9040295 Anonymous
I really did these Luna or Celestia stories. Shit's cute, yo.

24 hours later 9040511 ionZ
truly this has been a busy week. but I updated something since, like, two weeks ago because I'm a lazy bogart! http://pastebin.com/u/ionZy and now to drop a fuckin text wall on you guys.

24 hours later 9040543 ionZ
>>9040511 4/? >Reaching a conclusion has always been your priority. You want to get to the bottom of this. We already know Barthomy is a prominent priest of a cult of "immortal god-killers", but we want to know why he was here, and moreover how? What were his motives? >You groan, removing your glasses and massaging the bridge of your nose. Anything to cool your mind from the barrage of self-posed queries. You examine your glasses for a moment; such a special thing. You made it yourself. It was your first big mystical enchanted item, after ascending to herald-of-the-gods-status. >They aren't anything special when looked at from a distance. Just a sleek, efficient, streamlined pair of sharp business-y frames on rail-thin glass, thick grey bevels made of silver line the borders of the black ivory frames. Very sharp. But there's also an inscription on the silver bevels, when you look closer... ah, yes, you remember now. "Let no man belong to another man, that cannot belong to -" >"Anon!" >Femanon's bratty inflection snaps you back into state. Yes. That's right. Equestria. Celestia. Luna. Pony empire. You're the ambassador of your world. And you have a dead cult priest on your hands from your world to explain to these goddess sisters. "I... have no idea." >You (along with everyone else) groan and sigh exasperatedly. That is, before Celestia cuts in hurriedly. >"The less that you know, Anon, the better. I urge you, again, if you would just please be on your way.." >She said that last part awfully nervous-like... before you can interject she continues >"Your presence here has already caused enough, ahem, damage to the community. They question what new, strange and curious creatures lay beyond the realms of their own homes. And that is very dangerous for them." >She accented very dangerous with a glare. But not an evil one, no, not a bad intention could be seen in her eyes. It was a protective glare, one that a lioness would give to any stranger trying to harm her cubs

24 hours later 9040551 ionZ
>>9040543 >You know, at first, you really hated her. She's the reason that you are where you are, yes, but her intentions have always been good. However, her good intentions backfired and singlehandedly wiped out half the populace of your home world and left the place itself a barren wreck for everybody else to clean up while she went off to play magical horses in fairy tale land. This is serious. >But now, really, you just pity her. You empathize with her good intentions and understand why she would do what she has to. Perhaps her own world is what she really needs. A world where she can regulate the lives of her subjects peacefully. And that world is being threatened right now. So not only do you feel like you have to get to the bottom of this whole mess, but now you feel just a tiny fraction of a bit responsible for the outcome of this whole mess. You hate that. You resent that. But you know it's the right thing to do. God damn the right thing to do. "Listen. Just level with me here, okay?" >This is it, your all or nothing speech. This is going to decide whether you stay here and solve the big mystery, or if you get back in your space-time-warping-log-cabin and go home empty handed. Either option really just sounds shitty, so... you decide to pick the lesser of two evils. "I'll be honest. I think it's in your best interest if I stay. I cannot leave here empty handed, Celestia." >"Anon, I canno-" but you cut that white-winged magical horse right the fuck off. "IF I GO, then my world dies with me." >She pauses, blinks, blinks again then furrows her brow quizzically. >"Anon, I don't understand..." "What did you read in the letter, Celestia?" >The letter. That's right. What DID she read? She pauses again. Guilt is written all over her face as she just looks at the ground in a mix of shame and anger. "Are you ashamed, because you would sooner condemn my whole race, or what remains of it, to total extinction before letting yours die?"

24 hours later 9040564 ionZ
>>9040551 >"I don't think I should have to answer that right now, I suppose." She's still staring at the ground, crown hung in shame. "You know earlier I might have berated you. But I honestly understand why, Celestia. That letter is written directly from my Employer, explaining that I have one year's time to find what I'm looking for, or else everything changes. They will start with a clean slate, Celestia. In a heart beat." >Your voice is calculating and wise, but steadily conveys urgency and a convincing tone. "I cannot allow that to happen. You know this." >Celestia, broken, finally meets your gaze. It's not defeat, it's not guilt, nor is it pain you see this time. This time it's respect. Perhaps only a kindle, but enough to begin the bonds of renewal. Perhaps you can begin to even forgive her. And you fucking hate that. >"Anon, what do you need?" she asks proudly. "I already stay in the forest outside your closest settlement. That's fine for now. Besides that I need access to your archives: residential, legislative, criminal records," >For the first time since you've been here, she laughs. A warm, motherly gail of laughter fills the room. "Anon, this isn't your world. We have archives. The regular kind." "Well.. yeah. Those will have to do." >You look at Femanon, who seems eager by your side. "Are you ready for your first adventure in a new world?" >"Staying in a magical p0ny land for a whole year? Count me in." She's actually eager, too. Good. We'll need that. "Horses, Femanon." "They're called p0nies, Anon." >Before they can continue into another episode Celestia begins laying down the ground rules. This involves the obvious right down to the scrutinizing. She seems to be especially vehement about interacting with her subjects personally. "The less they see you and the less you see them, the better. It will only make them more curious. They'll want to get involved. I can't risk that, not them. Not again."

24 hours later 9040570 ionZ
>>9040564 "Fine, fine. If one of them gets too close I'll throw something at it or shoo it away. Got it." >Luna finally cuts in, "They are our SUBJECTS! We will not tolerate throwing things at them as though they are stable cattle!" "IT WAS A JOKE, LUNA. HA HA. CALM DOWN." >You're waving your hands around to help her get the picture but Luna's personality just hasn't developed in the last thousand years, what can you say. >Femanon waves you off. "So does that mean we're done here? I'd personally like to get back to camp so we can start planning our first move. Still plenty of daylight left, though. Just wish we could see the sights!" >She's talking as if this is some vacation, honestly. But her enthusiasm is refreshing, at least. "Then by all means, my royal holiness," >You take a proper bow. Luna and Celestia look at each other with deadpan expressions, they are not amused. "May I be relieved of your grace and benevolence for only just long enough to solve the matter which plagues these lands?" >Celestia furrows her brow at you. "I already said you can stay. You have one year. Then I will take matters into my own hands. >You resume your proper posture. "And so will every other deity in existence, apparently." >And with that you and your bodyguard take swift the exit of the royal quarters. Before taking full leave you turn on your heels, maintaining your direction all the while. "I pray the next time I see you is in good tidings, your Highness." >Before Celestia can answer, you close the door and have begun your way into this new world. >Meanwhile, back in the quarters. >"Sister... I understand your generosity towards yet another human but.. we can handle this ourSELVES." >Luna seems hellbent on trying to keep any and all humans out of this, for some reason. >"Luna, he has no where else he can go. Perhaps I can use him, even if he doesn't know everything just yet. Something tells me it won't take long for him to find out."

24 hours later 9040629 ionZ
>>9040570 >"Humans are the most tenacious of beings. For some reason, I doubt the next time we see him will be in good tidings." She folds her wings and nods solemnly. "No. I'm almost sure of it." The only sound left is the fire crackling in the hearth behind them. >"So, I'm guessing it's a straight shot back to the everfree forest?" You and your bodyguard are cruising through the Main Hall of Canterlot Castle at this point. Every p0ny stares at you, some in awe and some in terror and confusion, it's understandable. At least that one royal guard was nice enough about giving your gear back. That would be a pain in the ass to be without, especially here. >Every corner you turn, every p0ny seems to stop what they're doing: nobility, earth p0nies, royal unicorns, lowly pegasi, and all the menagerie that manage to skip their way into Canterlot have a good look at you with blinking, curious eyes. You're used to the attention, Femanon isn't. Clack, clack, clack, your footsteps ring throughout the silent staring hallways. Out of time, out of step. And all you can do is just stare back. Two alien beings observing one another in passing, that's what's happening here. >Until Femanon finally breaks the silence, in only but a whisper: "Can't the royal guards just fly us back to where we came from?" >You have come before two great wooden doors. It seems Shining Armor has been left posted by the doors. You exchange greetings calmly, and he reminds you to stay out of sight as is per the orders of the princess of the sun. Word travels fast in Equestria. >Once the formalities are done, Shining Armor raises a hoof to signal the opening of the two great solid wooden doors that lead to the Canterlot courtyard, and from there Canterlot the city. "Good luck, Anon. Should you need shelter, I'm sure the Princess wouldn't mind your stay here. But I guess the Everfree is just as good, right?" You both laugh. What he said was actually funny to you.

24 hours later 9040647 ionZ
>>9040629 >The first sunlight to break through the opened doors blinds you. Wincing, you raise your great white robe sleeves to shield from the density of the sun before you cast a shade spell on your specs. Bam, instant sunglasses. You give Shining Armor a thumbs up. "If I find anything, your princess will be the first to know." >And then you pass through the great foyer of the main hall and out into the lush courtyard. It's bright, midday, very sunny. The light reflects off your great white robes spectacularly. Your robes are nothing special, really. White with blue bevels going from wrist to shoulder, great sleeves and cuffs and a parted torso. It turns into sort of a coat towards the lower waist, making it look more like a classical cape that stops at the back of the knees that any sort of priest might wear. >Your staff collides with the cobblestone aggravatingly, so you hold it horizontally by your side for a while. "I suppose they think flying is a bad idea." >You look up, to see several flying dots before the sun becomes too strong for your gaze. Your guess it pegasi dominate the skies above. "Too many chances of being spotted." >"And they think going by foot will be any easier on us?" Femanon hurries behind you, clutching her satchel while she rifles through its contents looking for something. "Maybe I have a spare invisibility thingy here..." "Perhaps if you're patient, they'll have something planned." >"Psst! This way!" ".. out for us." >Your ears seek out the hushed voice halfway through the courtyard. A royal guard has been waiting by a side gate, to which upon your recognition he opens. "Shining Armor called for a carriage to take you out to the border of the Everfree forest, your.. human-ship. But we can't go any further." "I understand." (that's all so far. yes, I know, WORDSWORDSWORDSWORDS. feel free to say whatever you like about it please.)

24 hours later 9040966 Equitech
>>9040647 >2100 words >long Do you even Tyko walls? Long updates for AiE can get up to ten times what you got. Don't even worry about it. Gonna read it in a sec.

24 hours later 9041015 ionZ
>>9040966 honestly i think i remember saying that before and getting that same response. i blame being up way too late and being way too high

24 hours later 9041077 Anonymous
>>9040966 I really need to do that for my next and final chapter. It would be a fun challenge to not post it in bits. Or, I could piss everyone in the thread off by re-posting my whole story for like a day straight.

24 hours later 9041118 Equitech
>>9041077 If the thread is dead, people don't mind. In my early days I reposted like six chapters of MLR and included the update at the time, took up like a quarter of the thread, didn't get too much flak for it; but the thread was really dead. Just post the long update and if you want, a summary of the story so far or something. That is usually pretty good.

24 hours later 9041227 Equitech
>>9041015 >>9040647 Well I'm curious to see where this goes, seems like Anon an Anonette have their work cut out for them. >You're waving your hands around to help her get the picture but Luna's personality just hasn't developed in the last thousand years, what can you say. You've previously indicated how Anon didn't know that much about the pones (calling them horses and such), so how does he know about Luna and her banishment as well as her personality?

24 hours later 9041249 Anonymous
>>9041118 Ok, you asked for it. When the day comes where I do post my whole story at one time, I will point to you and say that you encouraged it. I have a feeling that I will be done writing after I finish it, other than the occasional oneshots.

24 hours later 9041286 Equitech
>>9041249 >When the day comes where I do post my whole story at one time, I will point to you and say that you encouraged it Whoa there tiger. Pls don't do a whole repost like that, it might piss off a lot of people who could be waiting to post.

24 hours later 9041335 Anonymous
>>9041286 Heh, even if it did it wouldn't matter at that point. Disappearing act and all afterword.

25 hours later 9041385 Equitech
>>9041335 Just sayan man. Just 'cause I did it doesn't mean you should do it. Long updates are fine all around though.

25 hours later 9041424 Vhatug (263886__UNOPT__safe_twilight-sparkle_animated_plot_princess-cadance.gif.gif 245x138 74kB)
>>9040029 Oh, experimental lezzie shenanigans you say? Well, that's certainly better. The slight rush is forgivable, just try to avoid it next time. >>9040145 unf >>9040217 I'm alright with this. >>9040295 Shukaku best saddle up Celly again soon.

25 hours later 9041540 ionZ
>>9041227 i was referring to anon's 1k track record. he becomes informed properly later on

25 hours later 9041544 Zuul (Wuten_Points.jpg 496x372 106kB)
Is there a new tinychat room?

25 hours later 9041607 Equitech
>>9041540 Ah, sorry. I didn't interpret it that way; to me it was just formulated in a way that it implied Anon actually knew Luna somehow. >>9041544 Yeah, but miro is still there. lf161 I think, but I wouldn't bother.

25 hours later 9041652 ionZ
>>9041607 well, i mean, he does. can i ask if im fleshing out my character well? can you accurately tell me who Anon is and what he does? haha

25 hours later 9041657 Anonymous
>>9041544 Who the fuck are you?

25 hours later 9041664 Anonymous
>>9041607 Why the hell is miro still hanging around? That guy hasn't been here in forever. Or has it just turned into a regular chat room now? That's assuming he doesn't come here and shitpost every fucking day under Anon.

25 hours later 9041682 Zuul (1348344021390.jpg 380x750 58kB)
>>9041657

25 hours later 9041694 Anonymous
>>9041664 There are no Anon's. There are no writers. There is only Miro. Now and forever.

25 hours later 9041747 Equitech
>>9041652 At this point, I can tell you accurately what I think is going on, but you seem to be on another level or something. Regardless, it's working out, keep calm and write on. >>9041664 I popped in the chatrooms a few times and after a while I'd just be ctrl+c/ctrl+p "miro pls gew". Yeah I don't know man.

25 hours later 9041785 Anone Moose Something that will never be done.
>It's been about two years since Nightmare Moon defeated Celestia, and the eternal night began. >Everyone was at a loss from this, but the Apples...it hit them the hardest. >Without the sun, their apples can't grow. And without the apples, their talents meant nothing. >The first few months weren't that bad. They had a stockpile of apples saved up, and were still able to sell their product. >But their apples didn’t last. They soon rotted, and became unusable. >That’s when things took a turn for the worst. >In this time, Ponyville has fallen from it’s grace. >Greed had taken over from the scarce supplies, and taxes had been hiked up. >That’s when they started to feel it. >You had tried to help them as much as you could, but all you could wasn’t enough. >They were soon unable to pay the property taxes and lost their home. >Applejack’s friends tried to help, especially Rarity. >She was kind, and generous... that lead to her letting the wrong group stay at her home. >The thought about it makes you shudder, she was so badly beaten... >It was a closed casket funeral. >They thugs that did it got away scot free... almost, at least. >You found them with ease and made sure they paid for their crimes. >They were found a few days later, in a shallow grave. >No one ever found out who did it, nor did anyone care, hell, AJ and her friends were enthralled that they got their comeuppance. >To be able to see AJ’s smile after all that was, well... a treat.

25 hours later 9041804 ionZ
>>9041747 thank you very much, equitech-sama.

25 hours later 9041859 Equitech
>>9041804 Gonna try anyway, we'll see how bad the dissonance is. Anon is a punkish motherfucker that's been around for a thousandish years and hasn't let it turn him (mentally) into an old fart. Nay, he's a shrap little dude and he gets shit done, usually. Fun chemistry with the skyrimlydia-ish Anonette.

25 hours later 9042049 ionZ
>>9041859 this is very good feedback. thank you. :)

25 hours later 9042051 An Irish Nomad
New thread >>9042046 >>9042046 >>9042046

25 hours later 9042064 Equitech
>>9042049 No prob, you can also tell me what you would have said to answer your own question. I'm curious now.

25 hours later 9042065 Anonymous
>>9033081 Like the arse of a female mandrill in estrus, the Princess turns pink when sexually aroused.

25 hours later 9042113 Anonymous (nickering_seductively.jpg 500x375 47kB)
>>9038938 >The princess lifts her head up towards you ear and begins nickering suggestively. Lawl.

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