/mlpol/ - My Little Politics

>>123247
First for fillet.

>>123249
Oh, IDs are back.

>>123250
OP is a faggot.

>>123251
Indeed

>>123250
I don't see any IDs...

>>123257
He changed it, hence why someone created >>123254 before that.

>>123259
Thread gone, thank you mods

Now back to filly

This is a filly.

alright since it's a new thread
POST A PIC OF HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT FILLY

>>123274
Did filly died?

>>123271
>POST A PIC OF HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT FILLY
I would, but YOU ALREADY POSTED IT!

>>123278
Maybe. It's up to interpretation.

New update, first for content! More stuff is happening, and I hope it is plenty enjoyable! Also, here's the pastebin for all those who don't have it.
https://pastebin.com/J4G5FWzM

>you wake up to your alarm, still feeling a little bad
>you go about your morning routine in the same way you have since you got here, thinking about what went wrong and possible ways to fix it
>during your shower, you run through possible arguments as you try to figure out the best way to go about things
>however, it all relies on whether Luna comes back again at some point
>that's where it all falls apart
>there's no way for you to tell if she will or not, so you're pretty much in the dark on this
>after you're done, you head downstairs and get your breakfast
>when you get there, you're greeted by Twilight who's making coffee
>"Good morning, Anon. How was your sleep?"
>she's invested in your life here a fair amount, you might as well tell her
"Well, I may or may not have managed to scare Luna so badly she messed up her bed. Understandably, she wasn't too happy about it and I'm not sure what's going to happen now. Other than that, I slept fine."
>Twilight takes in everything you just told her with a look of mild concentration on her face
>"Do you mind if I give you some advice?"
"Go ahead, I'm not sure what to do at this point."
>"If you haven't already, apologize. After that, let her do what she feels is necessary. If it comes down to it, she'll see one way or another that you really care about this. Luna may not have many friends, but the ones she does have, she isn't willing to let go this easily."
>Twilight's reassurance makes you feel a bit better
>hopefully you'll be able to patch things up tonight, and if not, maybe sometime afterwards
"Thanks, Twi. Now, you mind giving me some of that coffee when it's done?"
>"Sure. I'm glad I could help."

TIMESKIP!

>as usual, math is boring as hell
>it's still not interesting in the slightest since you know all this shit
>you can't fall asleep either, because of the coffee
>so you just stare aimlessly at the ceiling
>"Alright, who can tell me what the answer is for problem C on the worksheet? How about you, Anonymous?"
>Cheerilee called on you for an answer
>you didn't even do the worksheet
>not one to be beaten by some childish math problem though, you look down at the problem and find the answer within moments
"24."
>it's a very unenthusiastic reply, but it's correct
>"Thank you. The answer to problem C is 24, and from that we can tell..."
>Cheerilee's voice fades back into the background as you resume staring at the ceiling
>you stay like this, just blankly staring upwards, until the recess bell rings
>as you get up, you hear Cheerilee from behind you
>"Anonymous, before you leave I'd like to talk with you."
>is this where she tells you that you're in danger of failing because you've done absolutely nothing but fall asleep and play on your phone?
>whatever, you've heard it all through high school and you still passed with good grades
>well, you didn't fail
>either way, she's the teacher
>so you get up and walk over to her
>after all the other students have left, she starts talking
>"Anonymous, I can't help but notice that you're acting extra bored today. Is something wrong?"
>oh
>child psychology time
"Well, My night wasn't too great and now I'm just a bit irritated that I can't fall back asleep."
>she doesn't seem too sure on how to respond to that
>"I'm sorry that your night wasn't restful, but you just reminded me of another question."
>oh boy
>here it comes
>"Why aren't you applying yourself? It's clear that you know the material, so why not just do the work that goes with it? From what I've seen, it wouldn't take you more than a few minutes."
>oh, it's this conversation
"It's been a problem I've had for most of my life. I don't see the point in redoing what I've already done, and it's caused me some problems. Despite that, I still have done nothing to fix it."
>she seems very confused at that answer
>like it's something she's never heard before
>probably because she's never had to teach a 22-year old basic algebra
"Can I go now?"
>"You can go."
>as you walk outside, you hear her sigh
>probably questioning your life choices
>when you get outside, you see Emerald sitting on the bench waiting
>"Hi Anonymous, what was that about?"

>>123288

>you hop up on the bench next to her before you reply
"She asked about me being more apathetic than usual, and I told her the reason."
>"Oh. Well, I hope whatever it is isn't too much of a problem."
"It's not, Twilight already helped me out this morning. Of course, it didn't help that I ended up drinking coffee before I came here. It wouldn't have been as suspicious if I could've fallen asleep."
>and that's when you remember what you asked Twilight yesterday
"Oh, that reminds me! I asked her, and Twilight said it's okay for you to come over after school today."
>she smiles the biggest smile you've seen her have
>"Thanks, Anonymous! I can't wait, it's going to be so cool to go over to a friend's house!"
>wait, what?
"Have you never been to a friend's house before?"
>she drops the smile for a slightly frustrated sadface
>"No, I never even had any friends at home other than my siblings."
>wow, that must suck
"Then I suggest you prepare for shenanigans like you've never seen before!"
>you two spend the rest of recess just sitting and enjoying the scenery
>when the bell rings, you two head back inside to your seats
>science is a bit more interesting today since today's lesson involves magic
>Newton would probably be rolling in his grave if he existed here
>yeah, the laws of physics are very different here
>if that wasn't obvious enough from the fact that two gods are needed to change the time of day
>oh well, the lesson soon devolves into stuff that still holds true back home and you go right back to not paying attention
>when history comes, you go back to full alert
>it's not an interesting lesson, much to your disappointment
>it's just about the period in between Luna's exile and her return
>it's very boring and only briefly goes over the creation of Germaneigh
>you wouldn't be surprised if this was one of the more covered topics on the test because of that
>after you fight off caffeine-crash induced sleep for a while, you're brought back to the real world by the lunch bell
>you grab your food and meet up with Emerald on the way to the bench
"What did your sister pack for you today?"
>"A sandwich. Hers aren't as good as mom's, though. What about you?"
>when you sit down, you look inside your brown paper bag
>it's a sandwich too
"You're not gonna believe this, but it's a sandwich!"
>your mild sarcasm gets a giggle out of her
>"It's almost like sandwiches aren't uncommon!"
>you two both laugh at this as you pull out and eat your food
>it's a PB&J
>it's alright, but you wish it had a different kind of jelly
>other than that, your food is good
"So, what do you want to do first when we get to the castle?"
>"Why not show me around? I'm sure it'll be confusing to get around at first, and I don't like getting lost."
>that makes sense, you spent the better part of three days just learning how to find your room
"Alright, I can do that. Anything else?"
>"After that, I'm fine with anything you want to do."
>you two spend the rest of lunch talking about what you're going to get up to at the castle later today
>when you get back inside, you finish the writing assignment as soon as you're given it
>now, back to writing your green!
>why do you keep forgetting where you leave off?
>just remember, already!
>after thinking for about a minute, you finally remember where you left off
>right, you just got home on Sunday
>you better write fast, you're starting to lag behind on the events
>you manage to get all the way to Monday morning when the bell rings
>cool, now it's the weekend!
>you walk out with Emerald after grabbing your things, and go back to the castle
>when you walk in the door, you announce your return
"We're back!"

>>123290

>Twilight comes in from another room as soon as she hears this
>"Welcome home, Anon! This must be Emerald?"
>"That's me! Nice to meet you, Princess Twilight!"
>Twilight blushes at this
>"Just Twilight is fine, please."
>"Oh, alright. Thanks for letting me come over to hang out with Anonymous!"
>"It's my pleasure, you're one of the first friends Anon's made here. Anyway, I'll get out of your manes and let you go. Have fun!"
>Twilight leaves the room, leaving you two to get down to business
"And now I'll show you the places I know by memory!"
>you lead her off in the direction of the first room
>when you get there, you give a brief description
"This is the kitchen, it's pretty much just a kitchen. Nothing too special."
>after that, you take her to the next room
"And this is the living room. I don't know if it's actually called that, but it's where we all spend the majority of our time when not doing something important."
>"What kind of important things go on?"
"You know, eating, sleeping, Twilight getting called on some mission, the usual."
>one of those isn't usual for a filly to deal with, but with Twilight, nothing's ever completely normal
>at least not so far
>"Oh, okay. Where next?"
>you move towards the next room with Emerald following happily
>when you get there, you stop right outside at first
"Now I want you to remember the location of this room, it will be invaluable to you while you're here."
>you open the door showing her what it is
"It's the bathroom. There are probably others, but this is the only one I can help you find."
>she concentrates on this room for a few seconds
>"Alright, I think I've got it."
"On to the final location!"
>this walk is shorter than the rest, but it's also the most important room to show her
"And for the grand finale, this is my room!"
>you open the door in a flourish, being as flashy as possible for maximum dramatic effect
>it's not as messy as you remember, Twilight must have touched up this room a bit
>your bed's also made
>thanks, Twilight!
"So, how do you like it?"
>she walks in and looks around
>"It's nice, you sure have a lot of books."
>oh, right
>your wall of uninteresting books
>you join her inside your room
"They're actually Twilight's, I wasn't able to bring much from home."
>"Oh, then what did you get to bring from home?"
>you don't want to lie, but you can't tell the full truth
"Some clothes and a stuffed animal."
>"Heh, at least you got to bring stuff from home! Mom pretty much just took me to the train station and told me where I was going."
"Alright, you win the pity contest... For now."
>you flash her a grin and she laughs before jumping on to your bed
>"Anyway, what do you want to do now?"
>you've got a few ideas

>you flash her a grin and she laughs before jumping on to your bed
>"Anyway, what do you want to do now?"
>you've got a few ideas

That's certainly an...interesting...choice of lines to leave off at.

>>123291
>>123294
Forgot replies.

>>123294
truth be told, I just got distracted and decided that there would cut it for the day.

>>123291
If I could choose, I would play never have I ever with her

>>123272
METHAL BOXEZ

>>123280
>Lifeless eyes
>pooled blood
butterflies landing on body because she assuredly has not moved in a while
Clearly, filly is just taking a nap

We didn't do a lot last thread, but it's time for a recap nonetheless!

Pastebin: https://pastebin.com/JReEqH6G

>You are Anon, a cute green Earth pony filly with the ability to see the future.
>One week ago, you were a human, living on Earth.
>You had friends, family, a job - albeit as a stock boy for Value Village.
>Then one day you went to sleep and woke up in Canterlot, a full decade before Princess Luna is supposed to return, in a filly body that you still aren't completely used to.
>You've made a few friends, including some ponies who are in the same boat as you - humans who got whisked away to this magical world and just want to find a way back home.
>One of those ex-human friends is Twilight Sparkle, with whom you've been staying while you're in Equestria.
>Over the past few days, you've run into a heap of trouble.
>First you had to stand up to some knife wielding fillies trying to demand your lunch.
>Then you had to deal with changelings who wiped out parts of your memory and tried to replace Twilight Velvet to spy on Princess Cadance.
>And now you're all the way down in Ponyville because those same changelings put a hit on your adoptive family's head.
>But hey, life's not bad. On your first day here, you've already managed to make friends with Applejack, Rarity, and Cheerilee.
>Supposedly there's another filly here in Ponyville that used to be human, but you haven't met her yet; making friends takes precedence.
>Right now, you are hanging out in your tree home, drinking Mayan-style hot chocolate with Applejack, as Twilight has just emerged from the basement to show off her newest accomplishment - making Spike be able to send letters to Celestia.

Alright, I suppose I should come up with an update now. Sorry if my updates have been sparse and we haven't made a lot of progress on the plot. I've had a few assignments eat at me lately.

Also, where's that Anon who always wants filly to pee in his mouth? We've already had a Placeholder update and he's not here.

>>123312
I want filly to pee in that Anon's mouth.

>>123314
I want filly to BRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPP

>>123314
>>123315
I want filly to call you both fagets

>>123316
no u

You clap your hooves at the sight of Twilight's latest accomplishment. Having a lifeline back to Celestia could be very helpful, considering your circumstances.

"Not bad Twi. Think you could get him to burn my homework too?"

She shakes her head.

>"He's still a baby. Breathing fire like that takes a lot out of him. I probably shouldn't make him do this more than once every day or so."

Applejack still looks a bit shocked as she stares on at Spike.

>"You have a... dragon... in your house?"

"Yeah, that's Spike. He's a baby dragon. Sleeps a lot, eats marbles from time to time, but overall a cute little guy."

>"Well I suppose he doesn't look too harmful."

Twilight sits down next to you, on the clearly-still-lava floor. Apparently unicorns are immune to lava or something. Either that or she's fucking hacking.

>"So what are you two up to? I heard a loud thump a couple of minutes ago."

"Oh you know, chilling. The floor is lava, by the way."

>"And I have a lava walking spell. Well, actually I haven't tested it yet. I probably should, but I'd need a guinea pig. Speaking of which, I also need to test my cloud walking spell. Would you mind being a test dummy for that sometime? You won't be in any danger of falling or anything. We can get a pegasus to bring a cloud low to the ground."

>>123291
Every writefag must have their filly play 'The Floor is Lava' at least once.
Bonus points for going overboard and turning it into an imaginative sequence. [1d100 = 27]

>>123288
>>123290
>>123291
Nice! Though, it's a tad incredible that the time between Luna's exile and her return would be largely devoid of significance and interest. It's like a history class brushing over the time between the Norman Conquest and 9/11 as if nothing important happened.

Also, is "The Sun and the Rose" canon in this fanfic? It would add some depth if another human similarly came into Equestria hundreds of years ago, and it would take only a few Pastebin edits.

>>123318
Ask if you can ride a cloud like Goku or Samurai Jack's father. If AJ gets curious, story time!
[1d100 = 44]

i want to breed a filly and help bring more anonfillies into our big gay family
imagine how confusing that shit would be though, having a daughter/father/mother that is actually your peer too

>>123322
Now that's a filly...

>>123322
those Double Dubs speak the truth.
Now all we need is art of Anonmare, human male anon, and their anonfilly in a family photo.

>>123325
drawfags get to work

>>123325
And also Anonbabby.

i'm glad this thread still lives. was pissed when it got banned by the faggot mods on 4chan.

>>123332
Welcome to mlpol
There's cookies and punch by the door
No juice though, we burned that

Commence wall of text

>Be Starlight Glimmer
>You stood afore the Friendship castle doors, eager to have some fun
>Anon was apparently out of the castle for the day, so Twilight had invited you over for 'a good time'
>Ever since the last date things had slowly escalated between the two of you- privately, of course
>The things she could do with her horn
>wetcrotch.jpeg
>She was also very... kinky
>The most obvious being her MILF fetish
>But not banging a milf like any normal pony
>Being the milf
>Didn't really matter though, it was just a little foreplay
>You rap the doors twice with a hoof, and Twilight audibly teleported into the foyer
>But instead of immediately opening the door, you heard her positioning herself for your arrival
>The door swung open, and Twilight stood wearing an apron, leaning against the wall on her back hooves in a position she imagined was seductive.
>"Oh my, you're here so early. Why, I haven't even started dinner yet." she said in a sultry tone
>She'd been very specific about the time.
"Well *ach-hem *" you coughed, playing along, "you could always buy your foal pizza"
>"That'll work. Anon looooves pizza.", still in that porn-star voice
>This was honestly the weirdest foreplay you'd ever been a part of.
>Weirder than the mare with the 'capitalist-converting-commie-with-sex' one
>Twilight moves aside and back onto four legs, walking towards the staircase
>"I just need to finish a couple of chores before I'm... ready."
>You walked up the staircase to the third floor, watching Twilight's butt shake with every step
>theasswasfat.png
>You reached the hallway where her bedroom was, but instead of going straight to her room, she stopped at the door to Anon's room (???)
>"I just need to clean up my filly's things." she said in that breathy 'seductive' voice, swinging open the door
>Peering inside, the floor was scattered with toys that had obviously been placed there intentionally by Twilight, too equidistant and too randomized
>She bent over, grabbing each toy individually and putting it in a toy chest at an excruciating slow pace
"Here, I'll help." you volunteered, eager to get to the lewd
>"Oh, I'd love some... help around the house, it's so hard being a single mother." she replied over her shoulder, emphasizing the last word and slightly wagging her hips
>You bent over to pick up some sort of toy, but didn't pay attention to your hooves while doing so.
>Your forward-left hoof landed on some sort of ball, and slid out towards your hind legs
>To make matters worse, in attempting to recover from the loss in balance, your right foreleg stretched forward, landing on another rubber ball, which also shot backwards
>'How many of these things did Anon have?' was your last thought as you rapidly fell forward, banging your forehead against the surprisingly-sharp corner of said toy chest with a *thunk!*
>You could hear Twilight rapidly spin on the soft carpet
>"Glimmer? Glimmer, are you okay?" she worriedly asked in her normal voice
>You roll onto your back, feeling a warm liquid trail down your face, right below your horn. Through your dizziness you manage to feel a significant amount of pain
"I- I think I need to go to the hospital."
>Twilight sighed in both dissapointment and resignation
>"Alright, I'll teleport us in."

>>123337
>Be Twilight
>Sitting in Glimmer's hospital room
>Both of you were snootle-deep in books, not wanting to talk or even look at each other out of embarrassment
>Pussyblocked by bouncy balls
>You knew those were gonna bite you in the flank someday
>Just as you reached the chapter wherein Felix Faust challenges Lightheart to a wizards' duel, the curtain was dressed aside, a familiar nurse looking at a clipboard
>"Okay, so it says here that she suffered dermal damage and a concussion after hitting the corner of a chest" Redheart said, "And you've obviously been bandaged below your horn, so it seems your primary treatment has been applied. Do you have any headaches? Any other symptoms"
>"Just a little headache. Nothing to worry about." Glimmer answered nonchalantly
>"Alright, well I'm gonna discharge you Ms. Glimmer. I recommend reapplying those bandages every three hours, or when they show signs of deterioration. And if your headache gets worse, or you show any more symptoms, come straight back here. Got it?"
"Yes Nurse. Redheart" you answered, eager to get home."
>Maybe, just maybe, there was a chance for lewd if you sent Anon to Button's house
>Nurse Redheart pulled out a wheelchair from the hall, pushing it next to Glimmer's bed
>"Now I know you don't need this, but hospital policy states that all patients must be wheeled outside."
"I understand. Are you ready Glimmer?"
>"Yep. Let's get going."

>>123338
>Be Anon
>You slammed open the door to the Friendship Castle, tired after a long day of doing nothing
>Button couldn't play because his mom had to go to work early since it was a Friday
>You had a backup plan with Snips, you just had to tell Twilight where you were going
>She wouldn't say no to you making friends
"TWIIIILIGHT! I'M HOME!"
>...
>No response. Maybe she was on a friendship quest
>You trot over to the kitchen, eager to dive into a plate of freshly-baked cookies
>Purple was going to make some today; she had told you so while you were snout-deep in your Chocolate Frosted Hay Bombs
>You hop onto a stool and peer over the counter
>There were a couple of pans with unbaked cookie dough scooped out into spheres
>No cookies???? This was foal abuse!
"TWIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILIIIIIIIGHT!!"
>You heard a muffled response
>"Where....you...need...hurry.....upstairs!"
>You gallop up the stairs, ready to confront your abuser
>NO choccy-chip cookies? What an outrage!
"Hey! Where are you???"
>"In the guest room!" you heard a voice echo
>Eventually you reach the guest room (damn huge crystal den) and swing open the door to see GlimGlam laying on the bed, with Twilight replacing some sort of gauze on her forehead
>You decide to take initiative
"...Twilight, what is wrong with you?"
>The verbal attack registered no response from the collar, as expected
>She turned her head, a very displeased expression taking over her face
>"Excuse me???"
"You promised cookies. The only thing keeping me going today was the thought of biting into fresh, chocolately cookies when I came home."
>Glimmer looked out the window, suddenly enraptured by Ponyville's architecture
"This is basically the Holocaust. Except I don't deserve this."
>Twilight tilted her head in confusion
>They didn't have a Holocaust? What did they do with the griffins?
>"Anon, I'm sorry, I had to go to the hospital. I know I made a promise; I'll make it up to you."
"...Choccy milkshakes?"
>She rubbed the top of your head with a hoof
>"Chocolate milkshakes. Now I need you out of the house, I'm giving Starlight a... friendship lesson. Hopefully."
>You were fine with that.
>Time to initiate the next step of your master plan

>>123339

>Be Anonfilly
>Under a bright sun, you stood in Ponyville town square, mounted with a heavy saddlebag
>In the left pouches, your combined savings for being paid to go to school by purple
>In the right, ~one hundred bouncy balls
>After a few moments enjoying the breeze, your partner arrived, hoofsteps clopping against the dirt road, foreshadowing a dangerous assignment rife with peril, but with the promise of great reward
>"Hi Anon." Snips said in that pre-pubescent whine
"...Hey."
>You had made contact with the operative
>"You ready to play?"
"Yep. Let's get going."
>The two of you turned towards the shadow looming over you
>Ponyville Pub

>>123340
>Be Snips
>Anon was dragging you on some 'secret-ageent mission'
>She was okay, but you were only being nice to her because she was handicapped
>"Okay, take the ordinance." she murmured in a harsh accent through a brown bag bursting with balls
>Celestia she was even doing voices
>You used your mouth to grab the bag out of her mouth
>"Go in."
"Mm-fmmm?" you stuttered
>Repositioning the bag in your mouth, you managed to speak out of the side of your mouth
"Why am I doing this?"
>"The owner's lazy, he'll put off work as long as possible."
"...What has that got to do with anything?"
>"That's only for us who see the big picture to understand. You just do your mission and exit Area Zero."
>You take the package and swing open the door to the pub

>The large room was filled with tables, and a long bar sat against the side wall, stereotypical arrangement and amenities around
>The barkeep looks over at you, giving a smirk
>"Kid, I hope you have ID"
"Imm justfm needfm to use teh bffmroom. Inna ffhurry!!" you said, feigning agitation
>"Oh. Okay. It's just over there." he said, pointing towards the corner with a rag-covered hoof
>You head into the bathroom and shut the door with great haste
>You wait a few moments and flush the toilet, slamming open the door
>As you head towards the door, you 'trip', spilling two dozen colorfu; and indeed bouncy balls spill over the floor
"Oh buck! I- I gotta go! I'll come back for these later!" You yelled, blitzing out of the room as instructed
>As you exited the bar into the warm sunlight, you turned your head to find your 'new friend'
>Anon was leaning against the wall next to you, pretending to be cool
>"Did you accomplish your mission?"
"Yeah."
>"Good. UNATCO has no further directives. You have permission to go."
"...Go where?"
>"...I dunno. Go home? Play with some other friend?"
"Uh... alright."
>Anon clacked her hooves together
>"Now for the second act."
>Were all autistic foals like this?
>Whatever, now you can play with Snails

>>123335
more of a welcome back, but thank you.

>>123341
>Be Tipsy Tab
>You leaned against the counter, reading the Foal Free News
>Fuckin' Diamond Tiara being a shithead again
>Reformed by ass
>The balls still laid on the floor, already forgotten
>When they'd first been spilled, you'd figured you'd let the colt pick them up. It was HIS fault they were there
>Maybe right before busy hours you'd pick them up if he didn't show
>You heard a *ting-a-ling* and turned to the door, sighing upon seeing another stupid foal coming in
>Green coat, black mane. Definitely a cute.
>No pedo though.
"Kid, do you even know what this place is?" you asked out of annoyance
>"I need to use the potty!" she asked
"Over there by the dartboard."
>She ran across the room, and then you knew you'd fucked up
>She slipped on a couple of the bouncy balls, careening over and hitting her head violently against the ground
"Buckbuckbuckbuckbuck" you exclaimed worriedly, moving out from behind the counter and next to the filly's side
>You couldn't afford a lawsuit!
>She could sure for tens of thousands. Maybe more!
"Kid? Y-you alright?"
>Maybe she was fine. Maybe she wouldn't be able to recognize brain damage.
>"I-I don't feel good. My head hurts."
>Shit
>"Yeah... I was gonna go to the music shop today, but I remembered I need a hundred more bits. Maybe- maybe I'll just go to the hospital instead."
"No!"
>She looked at you quizzically
"I- I mean, I'm feeling generous today. Why don't you take a hundred bits from me? Anything to support a young musician."
>You rushed back to behind the counter and opened up the till
>You had just enough to cover the bribe
>You return with a hoofful of bits, placing them by her side
>The fily began scooping them into her saddlebag, rolling back onto her feet when she was done
"D-dya still want to use the bathroom?" you asked
>"N-no, I don't need to pee anymore."
>She limped over to the exit
>"Buh-bye mister." were her last words before shutting the door behind her
>You plop down into a barside stool
"I need a drink."

>>123343
>Be Anonfilly
>You waddled in the Music Emporium, saddlebags empty of balls but full of bits
>A mare with a gray coat and black mane sat behind a counter, looking bored but pleased as she jotted musical notes down on a piece of paper
>She had a classy red velvet vest on, with a name tag reading "Octavia"
>She probably sucked lots of Cocktavia in college
>"Welcome to the Music Emporium, what's your tune?" she said, face brightening at your arrival
"I want an instrument."
>"Well, you're rather forward. What kind would you like?"
"..I want something really loud, and preferably easy to play."
>"Well, I wouldn't say any instrument is 'easy' to play...
>LMAO music majors think their field is hard
>"But I think brass would be a good place to start." she said, leaving from behind the counter
>You followed her into a corner of the shop filled with tubas, saxophones, trumpets, and similar instruments
>However, these instruments were modified for pony use. They were mostly attached to a harness on the barrel of the horse, with the mouthpiece suspended in front of the mouth with a brass bar. The bulk of the instrument was on the body to maintain balace. The buttons were controlled by attachments to the legs wherein small movements would open and close valves
>no_half_life_3_triggered.jpg
"Which one would you reccomend for loudness? I want everyb- everypony to hear me."
>"Well, I'd say either the trumpet, tuba, or saxophone fill your needs best, at least in brass. But don't isolate yourself in here, look at every type-"
>No, everyone knew brass was loudest
>But should you go with a loud or deep tone?
>You decided on deep
"I'd like a tuba, please."

>>123344
>"Are you sure you don't want to even TRY it first?" Ocatavia asked as you returned to the front of the store
"No, I'm good."
>"And you don't want to consider a nice viola, or-"
"I've already decided, quit trying to sell me up a more expensive instument."
>She huffed at that
>"Well, we have a 30-day return policy, so if you aren't satisfied, please remember to bring it back before then."
"Okay." you answered, nodding your head
>"Now, for your lesson plans, we have-"
"Oh, I'm not gonna need lessons." you interrupted, eager to leave
>"Are you sure? Because everypony-"
"Just ring me up, okay?"
>She seemed annoyed, probably due to your dismissal of her trade
>With a ding and many bits being filled inside a cash register, the transaction was complete
>Let the nightmare begin

>>123345
Thank you based ASSFAGGOT

>>123344
>>123345
Genius, I love this. Interesting interpretation that Octavia runs a music store.

>>123272
I need to make more 40k fillies

>>123352
Know of any good MLP/40K crossover fics?

>>123355
No, but now I want to go find one...

>>123344
>or saxophone... at least in brass
>saxophone
>brass
THE SAXOPHONE IS A FUCKING WOODWIND INSTRUMENT!
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

>>123377
Correct about what?

>>123388
Eh, I've heard saxophones called brass in normal conversation since they're made of brass and make extremely similar noises, unlike, say, an ocarina

>>123390
Well obviously, the people who you've heard refer to the saxophone as a brass instrument are people who don't fucking know their shit!

>>123388
Can confirm, the saxophone is a woodwind because it has a reed.
Reply "STOP" to unsubscribe from AnCap's music facts

>>123399
>Unironically being Ancap
LMAO have fun being overridden by muslims

>>123389
Brass being easy.

>>123399
I replied to one of those one time after like two years.
The number had been given to someone else. I think they were really confused.

>>123345
i will be your filly if you keep up this glorious green

>>123344
>brass
>saxophone

Also 0/10 not getting a jazz drumkit

>>123388
>>123392
>>123399
>>123454
Vinyl helped Octavia rearrange the store this morning, and she put the sax in brass because "they looked the same". Anon came in before Cocktavia noticed the mistake.

WHAT DO DRAW
ill try to do 3 again

>>123459
Alright, according to our lovely writefags League is blue and the Sax is a brass instrument.

>>123343
>"Reformed by ass"

...Okay, I'm not sure I want to know what that entails, but okay.

>>123460
Filly and Velvet being EXTREME™.

>>123460
Sensual, genuine, beautiful love.

>>123460
Some of our writefags as fillies being the autists that they are.

>>123469
>'Reformed my ass'
Although I certainly want to see the alternative

>>123463
She's actually teal

>>123461
Stop being a faggot

>>123460
Filly and babby playing together

Or this: >>123473

>>123473
I like this one

>>123460
>>123479
seconding this

I wrote something just to do something. I didn't even get to the jokes that I planned to make in this crackfic. You don't need to read this shit.

>be anon
>You sit at your computer and shitpost on /pol/ back when bane posting was a thing and there weren't any disgusting asianwaifu threads for racemixers.
>Suddenly a great light came out of that screen.
>It blinded you and you tried to cover your eyes with your hands.
>When you removed your hands again the light had disappeared and so had your room.
>You were now sitting on some cloud and above you stars covered the night sky.
>You looked around and found a large pony with red mane standing in front of you.
"Hello, I am that oc pony Fausticorn. How do you do, Anon?"
>You were a bit shocked by all this but the writefag didn't want to write that for this crackfic.
"So did you bring me here or what, faget?"

"Yes, that I did and I suspect that you want to know why dear Anon?" She gave you a warm smile.

"No, I want you to bring me back home."

"Oh, shut up Anon, You are not supposed to have a character in this story. This entire story is a just a dumb joke. Caught that.

"What? No! Get me back to life where I am locked up in my room with my blinds closed like neet." I wish I didn't have any knowledge about this.

>Sighing, Fausticorny smacked you in the face because why not. "Oh, who cares about you. If you do what I want you to, you will back in no time."

"Wait, what? I am brought here to fulfill a goal and then I can go home." Is this original? "Shit, that is great man. So what is this stupid mission?"

"Eger ah? Well, you see season eight is about to start." What? That doesn't make sense. Earlier it was stated that- "And I would like to play the main villain for both the season starter and the finale. You see the mane six will now have a counterpart called the furry six and they will rejoice over the joys of multiculture and stuff."

What do you call a man's greatest achievement, that being a high caliber pistol that instead of killing the person shot instantaneously removes their vagina?
A Magnum-no-puss.

>>123494
Shit, forgot to spoiler this filly-based content.

>>123490
>when bane posting was a thing
I still like it.

>>123496
No one cared who filly was until she put on the mask.

>>123473
Im not autistic, you are, REEEEEEEEEE
Oh hey, a bit

>>123460
A clueless filly trying to use earth pony magic as if it was some kind of superpower and Twilight facehoofing

>>123501
"THIS ISN'T EVEN MY FINAL FORM!

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"

>>123503
and then filly achieves her final form, but she just becomes cuter and nothing else changes

>>123536
Heh... the point is that the filly is antagonized no matter what.
>>123535
This

>>123536
didn't think of that

>>123536
>and he doesn't even post it
i never knew i could be such a faggot

>>123565
well, excuse me for not knowing where every image I have or don't have on file is.

>>123568
>He's doesn't know what he has and where he has it by memory
What are you doing here?

For the first time in a while, I feel genuinely good about an update. Maybe it's the happy fillies, but keep in mind I'm not flawless. Any and all criticism is welcome and greatly appreciated.
>>122934 →
"It doesn't smell like anything other than coffee, but that's not really indicative of anything. There's a good chance she's bluffing, which is why I'm willing to take the risk for your sake."
>"I'm not gonna let you do that. I'm not going to live with emotional trauma because my best friend killed herself in front of me. If you're doing this, I'm doing this."
"League-"
>She gives you a small smile.
>"You know there's no stopping me."
>You let out a long sigh.
"Yes, I know. On three, then?"
>"One."
"Two."
>"Three!"
>The two of you grab the mugs and tip as much of the now lukewarm liquid into your mouth as possible, swallowing.
>It tastes just like coffee, but there's not telling if Twi can transmute the liquid remotely.
>Okay, you don't know the first thing about magic, but that seems within reason.
>The two of you finish off your cups soon after.
>"Alright, thanks. The door is unlocked. Go play or something."
"Yes!"
>You're not home free yet, but it's incredibly unlikely that she's going to kill you today.
>You've served her purpose, and now you can fuck off in peace.
>League still looks a bit traumatized.
"H-hey... do you want to talk things over over a milkshake or something?"
>If you keep this up you're going to get booted off to /trash/ again, but it seems necessary.
>After all, you could have died back there.
>Come to think of it, the whole situation seemed a bit off.
>If you recall correctly, it was the flip-side of the coin that dealt the deep organic damage.
>Sure, drinking a strong acid would still kill you, but her wording...
>Same with the CO2.
>Potentially dangerous, but a bit off-kilter.
>It probably doesn't matter that much.
>Right now all that matters is that League is alright.
>Well, physically.
>Seeing the Princess of Friendship™ like that was bound to leave a few mental scars.
>"A-alright. Where to?"
>It would probably be best to not antagonize Ponk any more.
"Do you know of any other places besides Sugarcube corner?"
>"There's this place over near the creek where my mom used to take me, they have pretty good pastries."
"Alright, lead the way!"
>...
>You saved the mood!
>League is currently trying to cool off a mug of hot chocolate while you try to figure out how to cut an Éclair with >hooves.
>After your seventh attempt to grasp the fork, you just give up and accept your fate of getting cream all over your face.
>You're able to lick the area around your mouth clean, but you'll need help with the rest of it.
>As League settles into a rhythm of alternatively blowing and slurping, you lean back in the shitty wooden chair provided.
>You're not sure you want to wrap League into the whole reasoning behind your chemical needs, that would make her an accessory to murder.
>As she gets down to the bitter slurry of cocoa and water at the bottom, she looks up at you.
>"So, what now?"
>What do you do?

>>123570
something important, now go back to feeding the emus before Ruben gets to nuking you all.

>>123572
>Ruben
>Somebody referred to me as Pon15
Why must AllNighter be such a cruel mistress?!

>>123572
fug, I guess my "e" key didn't register there...

>>123314
I don't know why I did this, it doesn't even work with a cut off hoof.

>>123576
Not sure what ya were going for there, and considering the filly colours another colour other than black could work better too
Id say white is usually a good one for 4th wall breaking images

>>123576
If it was expanded a little to show the entirety of her hoof, the 4th wall effect would be more prominent.

>>123580
I mean, it's not like Purple being a menace to other ponies and society in general is anything new...

>>123280
I hate to tell you this.

But she's as dead as a Google Chrome tab once there's no more RAM to eat.

>>123571
Calling it now, there was a tracker of something in the coffee

>>123588
something else important, you'll see soon.

>>123573
Because if I can't be an abused filly.
Then I'll dish out my abuse on everybody else.

Or something else similarly edgy, I dunno, I have no context on what's going on right now.

>>123470
>>123472
>>123473
well i failed you dudes
i'm too high for this, i couldn't decide on anything i was doing or do it well

if you want to waste 4 minutes and 15 seconds of your life, here are the timelapses of the first two requests i thought were gonna look cool

anyways i'll do em tomorrow, shit'll be much easier. too much cheeto dust on me right now anyways

>>123592
The fuck is wrong with your post?

>>123593
i thought that was just me
what the fuck man

>>123592
B O R K E D
O
R
K
E
D

>>123594
and i forgot about the spoiler
alright tablet time's canceled anons, i gotta kms

>>123596
but you were doing so well!

>>123596
No kmsing yourself until filly.

>>123592
Quit smoking dope around your computer, the fumes are making the site high.

>>123599
Sorry

And now you get to see what I was doing, my Australian friend! Anon and Emerald have just started their weekend shenanigans, starting inside the Friendship Castle™.

"We could do a lot of things, like... 'The floor is lava', I could ask Twilight about a board game, I've got a deck of cards around here somewhere, or something else. Any input on any of these?"
>"What's 'the floor is lava'?"
>does she really not know?
>dang, she must not have ever been around another foal for more than a few minutes
"It's a simple game where we try to make it to some specific place without touching the ground, and anything else is fair game. I've never played it myself because my mom would yell at me for climbing on the furniture, but it could be pretty fun."
>it's true, your mom never let you play it with other kids
>she was always just a bit overprotective
>it's not even like you would've gotten hurt!
>well, badly enough to care
>well, badly enough to warrant a trip to the hospital
>come to think of it, she may have been partly right
>but that was back when you didn't have an extra pair of legs to balance on
>you'll be fine!
>"Do you think Twilight would mind?"
>Twilight can't mind if she doesn't even know it's happening
"Nah, she'll be fine with it as long as we don't get in her way."
>Emerald stands up on your bed
>"Alright, I'm in!"
"Okay, so before we start, I'm going to say where the safe zone is."
>where should the safe zone be?
>well, where would be a nice place to cool off after spending some undefined amount of time above a massive lava lake?
>somewhere with refreshments, obviously
"The safe zone is the kitchen. If we make it there, we win. If not, we die."
>you hop up on to your own bed next to Emerald
"And the game starts now!"
>just like that, the crystal floor heats up unimaginably fast, nearly exploding into liquid glass
>"How do we get to the kitchen from here? There's plenty of objects to get to the door with, but I didn't see much in the halls."
"Don't worry, I have an idea. All we need to do is successfully bring a blanket from this bed to the door, and we'll hopefully be able to make it there."
>together, you both quickly pull a sheet off your bed
>"I have an idea on how we can move it, hold still."
>you hold as still as you can while Emerald wraps the blanket around you before tying it in a loose knot
"You're a genius! Now, all we have to do is make it to the bookshelf and I can make us a path to the door."
>you two start looking around to find a good way to get to the shelf without touching the now fluid floor of Twilight's castle
>eventually, you see it
"The window sill! It's just wide enough for us to cross, and it leads within jumping distance of the bookshelf!"
>"Okay, I'll go first to test it out. Cover me if I fall, okay?"
>you grab a pillow and wait near the foot of your bed
>Emerald puts a hoof on to the sill to test it, and it holds
>soon, she's completely on it
>she makes it about halfway before starting to lose her balance
>"Anon, I'm falling! Help!"
>you toss the pillow underneath her, giving her somewhere to land if she can't get back up
>however, she regains her balance shortly
>"Never mind, I guess. I'm almost to the shelf, you can come across when I'm there."
>after a few more steps, she makes the jump to the shelf and catches it
>it looked like a less-than-comfortable landing, but it worked
"Alright, I'm coming across too. Let's hope I can make it."
>you step on to the ledge, the weight of the blanket tied around you making it much harder to balance
>you can hear the edge of it sizzle as it dips into the white-hot pool below
>it's a miracle that these things don't catch on fire
>Twilight must have heat-proofed everything after the Tree Library exploded that one time
>whatever it is, it's probably going to save both of your lives
>after a few cautious steps, you make it to the opposite edge of the sill
"Move over, I need to jump!"
>Emerald scoots over about a foot, giving you more than enough room
>you hope
>you jump as hard as you can...

>>123601

>and slam face first into a book
>you manage to hold on to your purchase, though
>you're still alive
>this was a triumph!
>but you can't make any notes about success until you're in the kitchen
>and that's still a long way and multiple floors off
"Step one complete. Now we need to start pulling books off and putting them down, that'll give us a path. It might not be the most stable, but it's a path."
>Emerald nods and starts pulling books off the shelf, letting them fall to the floor
>not being a stranger to making a mess, you also begin throwing books to the floor
>after a few minutes and enough books to make a sizeable pile, you drop off the shelf
>the blanket coils up on top of the scorching fluid near you, but that's not your focus
>you start moving books carefully, eventually managing to make a square island
"Okay, it's safe for you to come down now."
>Emerald jumps down, landing safely on top of your improvised platform
>"It looks like we have enough books, we should start making the path before any of these catch fire. I'm amazed that the blanket hasn't though, it should hold up well on the way to the kitchen."
>you two start moving the excess books into a stepping-stone like path, all the way to the door
>after it gets long enough, you cross the lake of not-exactly-lava to the door
"Cool, step 2 is complete. The hard part's over, now we just ride the blanket to freedom!"
>you open the door as Emerald crosses the path behind you
>"Here, I'll take the blanket off of you and you put it down in front of us."
>she makes quick work of the knot, and you throw the blanket over the melted crystal in front of you
>after you two watch to make sure it doesn't catch on fire or sink, you both hop on
>"Now how do we get to the kitchen?"
"It's simple. The blanket is flexible, so we can move it by pushing off the liquid underneath us since it seems to be more dense than us."
>after this explanation, you two quickly get into a rhythm of stretching and crumpling the blanket to move you two across the river of shining liquid crystal
>it's so smooth, it almost looks solid
>you both know better, though
>one wrong step, and you two are reduced to ash and vapor in seconds
>the progress isn't very fast, but it's manageable and you make it to the staircase faster than you thought
>now comes a more difficult part
"This is gonna be tougher, but I know we can do this. Scrunch up the blanket behind us, and I'll handle the rest."
>Emerald gathers up the blanket behind you both and gathers it up in between you two
>"Be careful, Anon. I don't know how these lava stairs will react to you."
"Don't worry, I'll be fine!"
>you'll be fine, it's pulling a blanket down a flight of stairs
>how much could go wrong?
>you gather up the front of the blanket in your mouth, preparing to start your journey
>as you take the first step, the blanket goes taut underneath you
>this was not expected
>quickly, you're starting to fall!
>get some footing, or you're going to hit the fluid death below you!
>you flail wildly and manage to get yourself tangled in the blanket before ultimately falling out of it and down the stairs
>you're ded
>no success 4u
>but you've got more pressing matters
>now that the floor's returned, you're falling down the stairs
>this hurts
>you're also gaining speed, and haven't gotten your legs back under you
>oh hold on
>is that a wall coming up?
>as your head hits a very solid object at full speed, you realize that was, in fact, a wall
>Emerald appears to have given up on the game as well, since she's now standing next to you without the blanket
>"Anon, are you alright? That looks like it hurt!"
>the sharp throbbing on top of your head says you aren't, but you don't want to worry her
"I'm pretty sure I'm fine, that gave me one massive headache though."
>she becomes relieved, dropping the worried look on her face
>"That's good, but maybe we shouldn't keep going. I don't want you to fall again."
>that seems reasonable
"I'm still in the mood for a drink, though. I'll lead you to the kitchen."
>you keep going down the stairs, ignoring the pain
>you two get all the way to the bottom before Emerald yells out
>"You're bleeding!"
>guess you're not fine
"Okay, this is probably manageable. Let's go get Twilight, she'll know what to do."
>what she says next scares you
>"It's getting bigger, and it doesn't look like it's stopping!"
>okay, you're going to have to get help for this
"TWILIGHT!"
>a purple flash appears in front of you
>"What's wrong?"
>"Anonymous fell down the stairs and hit her head, it looks like she's bleeding pretty badly!"
>"Let me see. Anon, turn around."
>Twilight's calm demeanor is helping you not freak out, but you're still kinda rattled
>"I see what you mean, but it doesn't look too bad. I'll go grab something to help, you two just go to the kitchen and wait for me."
>you two make your way down to the kitchen as Twilight teleports away again
>after you two get there, you sit down in a nearby chair and Emerald takes the one next to it
>you also start to feel the warm trickle of blood down the back of your neck
>let's hope Twilight gets here soon

>>123602
>it's an apprehensive wait, but soon enough Twilight joins you both
>she's also got a vial of a pink fluid with her
>"This is going to sting a bit, but hold still and don't touch your head until it doesn't hurt anymore."
>without any more warning, she opens the vial and pours it right on top of your head wound
>this doesn't just sting
>it burns
>you must be visibly wincing, because Emerald pipes up
>"What was that you put on her? It looks like it really hurts, considering she didn't even react to the fall."
>"It's an experimental healing agent I've been working on, but it's nearly out of final testing. I'm confident enough that it'll work on her, so I wouldn't worry too much."
>sure enough, the pain begins to dull
>after another few seconds, the pain's completely gone
>you reach up to where the pain had been mere moments before to find it completely smooth
>there's still some blood, though
>it'll wash out though, so it's not that big of a problem
>"All better?"
"Yeah, thanks Twilight."
>"Okay, now I want to know what you two were doing that Anon fell down the stairs."
"We were playing 'the floor is lava'."
>"Yeah, and we were trying to take a blanket down the stairs, which is when Anonymous fell."
>Twilight becomes disappointed quickly after hearing this
>"Has nopony ever told either of you that this game isn't a good idea? You're likely to get hurt or break something, as shown by your head."
>that last part was directed at you, obviously
>"You two should really do something else. I'll even go grab the board games for you, just don't do that again."
>this is where you decide to be a smartass
"But then what happens if the floor does become lava?"
>Twilight replies almost instantly
>"Then your body will spontaneously combust due to the ambient heat, and you'll have about a minute and a half before you pass out from the pain and another two before you die completely. On the off-chance that it behaves similarly to the rules of that game, then wait for me and I'll cast a fire-resistance spell on you and you can probably just walk to safety."
>you and Emerald are both stunned into silence at the blunt description she gave
>"My point being, all you're doing is putting yourselves in an unnecessary position that isn't likely to help you but is very likely to hurt you."
>oh, so that was her point
"Point taken."
>"I don't think I'm going to play 'the floor is lava' anytime soon, then."
>Twilight teleports away again, leaving you two to wait while she finds a board game

>>123603
Twilight Buzzkillington, man.

>>123599
i wouldnt doubt it

>>123318

You pose a hoof to your chin, contemplating Twilight's proposition. You're not sure how dangerous being a magical guinea pig is, but she probably wouldn't be offering it to you if she wasn't at least reasonably sure you wouldn't be harmed. This brings things down to just one question: how awesome will it be?

"Twi, if you're going to have me cloud walking, I have to ask... can I ride around on the cloud like Goku?

>"Umm... maybe? I don't know all the rules about how your body is supposed to interact with it. Maybe you could ride it around like some sort of hoverboard, kind of like in Back to the Future?"

Applejack is starting to look a little confused.

>"Goku? Back to the Future?"

"A comic book character, and another unrelated comic."

Technically not lies on both accounts. But only technically. Not that you're sure if it matters. You're not even sure if Applejack even counts as the Element of Honesty at this point, or if she'll ever be an Element of Harmony at all given how much you've allowed the universe's plot to change by now. Or maybe there's an infinite number of universes, making there be an infinite number of Equestrias, only one of which contains the show, and one of which being... wherever the hell you are now.

>"Comic book, huh? You got any favorites?"

>>123608
Dragonball Z
[1d100 = 13]

>>123608
Be noncommittal. "One does not simply choose a favorite comic, I like them all. How about you?" [1d100 = 55]

>>123611
Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't being noncommittal usually a tell that you're simply LARPing?

>>123608
Power Ponies
[1d100 = 20]

>>123603
Looks like Princess Buzzkill ruins another good time.

>>123608
I would say either Doctor Strange or the web comic Haunter [1d100 = 1]

>>123619
At least you tried.

>>123620
Maybe I'll get boosted with a natural 100. Who knows

>>123608
You're into obscure older comics like Witzend.
[1d100 = 3]

>>123571
Nothing like mental trauma for the sake of psychological research! I wonder how many test groups Twilight has.

You really shouldn't burn charcoal in the woods without prior preparation at least. Think of a way to get some sulphur. Sweetie Belle must be feeling lonely too so check on her.
[1d100 = 11]

>>123602
>>123603
And this is why having smooth stone (or some variant thereof) floors indoors is a bad idea, besides having cold feet/hooves in winter.

>>123473
>>123592
How would you guys draw our writefags?

ASSFAGGOT is princess of the autists due to 80k+ words.

>>123589
This

>>123608
William Shatner's TekWorld.

>>123624
a great magician never reveals his secrets
i mean, i'm not a magician or great, but still

since i cant post there anyways, and id likely get ree'd at and banned again.

what more can i say?
you make me feel gay

i wanna pet and fug you
love and hug true

no homo, okay?

>>123629
There once was a filly of green.
She used to own a rather big peen.
But after a purple alicorn,
cast a spell with her horn,
She's now stuck here, flicking her bean.

>>123629
I want to show you my dick
Get maybe a lick
I don’t pump and dump
Just bring me that rump
Our time won’t be quick

Anonfilly doesn't have to be drgenerate. Write about filly living a good life using "her" adult maturity.

>>123636
gay

>>123636
But…but that takes actual standards and creativity!

>>123636
>Anonfilly doesn't have to be drgenerate
Boring

>>123648
Peganonfilly in the ongoing peganon/earthanon green seems far from degenerate and that green is far from boring.

>>123623
Rude.

There once was a cute little filly
Whose antics were a little bit silly
But when Twilight came to ask
Why she got into her flask
She told her, "I miss my willy!"

>>123654
Keep in mind that the main character isn't her, though. The MC is Earthfilly, queen of fruit-based masturbation.

On impuls I drew something.

>>123666
>satan draws big ass spider
yeah that makes sense.

>>123666
Is this a callback to LoTR?

>>123669

>Be Little league
>You wander with Anonfilly through the barren land of 4chan.
>The ground is dry and consist of mostly rocks. Nothing could grew here.
>Black smoke is covering the area with the stench of shit shitposting.
>As you encountered a group of reddit shills that had their hideout in the nearby board /pol/, you try to mimic their shambling gait in your proceedings so that you are not discovered. You post something about how Muslims just needs to be converted to our liberal ways of life and continue on forward towards your goal.
>You look ahead to your crater of lava that once was /mlp/ or as it was known the mountain of fire.
>Next to it was a great large tower and ontop of it was the great eye of the faggot mods.
>Anon is carrying the post of ultimate enlightenment which she intends to post on mount boop.
>It read, "De mods r fagets, get off my board REEEEEE!!!!!!!"
>Suddenly on your way up the mountain Anon collapsed.

"Do you remember /mlp/ back in the day?"

"No, League. I can't the recall the sound of keks nor the feeling of happiness. There is no escape, for me, from the ban hammer of faggotry."

"Then let's tell'em once and for all. I can't post it for you but I can post you! Come on!"

>>123668
What is wrong with spiders?:^D

>>123691
nothing if they arent pointy and fucking murderous
id rather cuddle a fillyspider

>>123692
Most spiders are bros. They kill mosquitoes, flys, and other pests.

>>123666
>Attack
>Boop
>Magic
>Defend
>Items

>>123692
Damn that's cute

>>123688
Who would the rest of the fellowship be?

>>123665
Nice

>>123665
I didn't even notice that it was a loop. Man awesome.

>>123699
Or audio.

>>123697
>Attack
>Boop
>Magic
>Defend
>Items
Is this the actions the filly should take?

>Who would the rest of the fellowship be?
Twilight ascended so gandalf maybe?

>>123692
>ywn hug fillyspider in her web
>ywn fall asleep cuddling in a silk cocoon together
why live

>>123688
I love how even though you're our only Swede, you only namefag when you're working on your main story. It's admirable. Some people should take a fucking hint and be like this guy.

continuing from
>>123166 →
because i'm slow, it's hard to type with hooves.
>>123166 →
>Diamond: "Silver, you're the one who's going to be in control. This vehicle have even have lights on the front like a few others I found here, allowing us to drive by night."
"it's quite ingenious! Anon, I recognize your species have wise ideas sometimes. Are you sure you don't wanna drive it?"
>Diamond: "Nah, I'm going to lay on the backseat and have some rest, cause I need some."
>Anon's looking at our new ride
>Anon:"I'm going to drive. I know you won't follow any speed limits or kill us all on this thing."
"Anon, it's Diamond Tiara's car."
>Diamond:"Yes it is, and SilverSpoon know where we must go. "
>she's squeezing her flank between the front seats as Anon tries not to look, blushing, as usual.
"I did manage to convert the coordinates Princess Luna left for us for the portal back to Equestria. and good new, it's only a few thousands kilometres from here, i'm just going to use this machine's satellite guidance computer system to locate it and follow the most adequate route"
>Anon: "You mean, you know how to use a GPS?"
"Human technology is relatively basic, compared to the few trucks we have in Equestria, trains and others you only have a few switches and commands, look at this lever! It's all automatic!"
>Anon: "Those are the brakes; not the gearbox!"
"I know, that's my point! This one is the speed ranges"
>Anon looks confused, doesn't seems to understand the marvel between the technicity of his own vehicle,(yet brags about his silly pocket *computer*, which calculator is barely able to perform a dozen of floating point operations per second, with only basic arithmetic functions.)

>Anyways I'm the only one of the team who's not completely knocked so I'm driving.
>The sky is getting darker and darker as the night completely falls, the front lights illuminates the desert, the commands and controls are illuminating the cockpit. Anon and DiamondTiara are asleep.. She's becoming more and more ponesque every hour, and myself I look like something between a pony and a human, and humans aren't falling for it, some called us furries, or mutants...
>the positioning system only draws a straight line in the middle of nowhere
>a line, a road, something ridiculous but this road exists, just like this surrealistic place.
>We're on a higher altitude and this time, the nights are indeed, very cold.
>I'm stopping from times to times, it might be gravitation but my hindlegs have hooves again, I haven't noticed, but it isn't really a problem since there's only two pedals on this vehicle.
>I just wish we had one like that in Equestria, not just the carts we play racing with.
>contemplate this world, that place looks like the surface of the Moon, with a clear, dark sky, every star shining...
>go back inside. It's much warmer.
>lower my own seat the same way Anon did, almost on horizontal position
>maybe I shouldn't but... he'll sleep better without pants on.
>I'm just exposing his lower body, contemplating his genitalia, even if I've seen them earlier.
>Anon:"what are you doing?"
>shit
>ignore and keep observing
"Ï think you're cute!" I whispered. "I was wondering if you'd feel like sleeping together"
>Anon:"What? No nono... er. ..."
>He's looking around
"We're in the middle of nowhere."
>Anon's getting a hard on. "Alright then"
>take my glasses and shirt off and come closer, all over him, sniggling.
>Anon:"You're weird."
"hush."
>grab his erect penis and slides it between my vulva, take his shirt off and throw it on the pilot seat, all that with the moon as the only light source.

"'night nonny"
>at some point he did put his cock inside me for the rest of the night, we're too tired to even fuck. last thing I see in the night before closing my eyes is the clock on the control panel.
>It's 3:12 AM. I've been in control for 7 hours straight.

>>123696
>This
I hate it when I overhear people talking about how x animal is 'disgusting,' and then suddenly I'm the asshole for screaming at some retards on a crowded train.
Nobody's going to realize this is a fucking joke, so here you go.

>>123716
Thanks alot that meant a lot to me. Although there is another swede who also has visit these threads, I am the only one who has posted on this new thread so far. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PvwYP_oOtCw
I don't want to be pretentious so I take measures to not be that. But somethimes I do feel my fingers twitch for attention, which I don't get so much irl.It is also conveinient since I am very likly to fuck up and then I can just blame it on the other swede ;D.

>>123717
>>123719
Wow, really good! Anon's still a pervert though (despite the fact that he got >raped by a filly)

>>123725
>Gets praise for not namefaging
>indirectly namefags
>I don't want to be pretentious
This is going great for me.

i just wanna say that i love all you faggots, and there's nothing better to me than being able to post in this thread with you queers

no homo though

>>123739
I love you too anon, no homo.

>>123726
well like Anon said, if they died there, on a place far, far away frome Equestria's laws and morals, what would be the point of not experimenting anything? There's just some few things that aren't going as they planned.

>a ray of light wakes me up.
>everyone's sleeping in here, and for me, I did slept quite well.

>looking by the window
>it's 7:14 AM
>I can sleep for longer
>Diamond Tiara's got four hooves again. and a horn, still. That doesn't change. She's panting. Maybe she's dreaming.
>mines aren't back, neither a 10/10 vision, but on the close-up I can see details nopony could beat me to, I consider this more like a superpower than an issue.
>put back my glasses.
>Diamond's not doing well. She's squealing, likely having a nightmare.
>Diamond:"Leave her alone! Sompony... Please... Help! no! NO!"
"Diamond! you're fine, we're here!"
>I'm caressing her as I move to the pilot's seat.
"Wake up Tiara!"
>She opens her eyes
>Diamond:"Silver... I've... Discord.. He... With humans, he's..."
"You just had a nightmare, don't worry. Heh, you're a pony again! I wonder for how long I'll stay like this."
>Diamond:"It was just too weird. Is anon still asleep?"
>Anon:"Nah."
>He's scratching his balls
>Anon:"Why have I got only 4 fingers per hand now? I'm all green and furry again! I thought I was fixed!"
"and ears, and a tail, and hooves, it's just Discord's spell isn't lasting. Let's go find some food and some fuel. There's no grass growing on these lands."
>Anon:"this is terrifying...Where are we?"
"In Idaho, near Three creeks. I adjusted our trajetory as you know, we must both locate the portal for our way back in Equestria, AND Discord"
>Anon:"Alright, just wanted to be sure.
>As I'm consulting the car's satellite-assisted navigation computer, we're spotting a column of police and army cars on a distant road
"let's avoid rotting here."
>I'm starting the car and we're heading to the location of the portal. However it seems there's a few cars waiting on a line.
>Anon: "The whole road looks blocked."
>Soldiers have established a checkpoint
"damn it. Computer! I require alternate routes!"
>There's helicopters patrolling over the stopped vehicles.
>We're going the other direction, taking the other road.
"Diamond, if we're getting caught, I hope we'll be able to count on your magic!"
>Diamond:"I'm very limited you know. In terms of performance and everything..."
>Anon:"You're not when you're angry. Like when you smashed that cop's car! But please don't do it again, we'll get in trouble, also don't ever kill a human."
>Diamond:"I'll try not to but if I have to, well I'm gonna kill human."
>Anon:"No. If you kill a human, humans will kill you."
>Diamond:"Even if it's a police human being a threat? Even if they are pointing their gun at me or you or any of us, we have to kill him, eliminate the threat."
>Anon:"You really wanna get in trouble, do you?"
>a few kilometres again, another barricade, fewer people, just some sheriff cars.
>brake
>go the other direction
>there, a few black vans are coming the other way
"all crew units, detected seven targets, three at 11, four on our 6, let's control for hostiles. This is not a drill."
>there's an helicopter closing in
>Anon:"holy guacafuckingmole... That's the FBI, they're looking for us! I knew it."
>Diamond:"How many are they?"
"Estimation of the forces, about one section, with air support."
>Anon:"Wait til they bring in the hummers and the army here, just drop me here, I'll explain everything."
>Diamond:"I have diamonds and gold, we can still pay them if needed."
"Don't be too generous"
>Diamond:"I'm not generous, I invest in someting, I buy them more than their king or whoever pays them. That's the difference, I expect something from them. There's no generosity, only ponies who buy others."
>Anon:"maybe in Equestria, but this is America."
>Diamond:"you think your species is really that different?"
>the black trucks have stopped and one uy with a loudspeakers goes out of it
>guy : "Hello! You over there! Whoever you are, we don't want to harm you! We come in peace! If you go further, you will have trouble, we desire to communicate! Do you understand? We will not harm you!"
"Something tells me he's lying."
>Anon us worried:"shit shit they are here for us..."
"yes, and they all have rifles pointing at us."
>Diamond:"At least one difference, Royal Guards would have insulted us, taunted us and asked us to surrender like the miserable shits we are, but we won't."
"If we don't make it alive, I just want you to know... that you always been kind of a pain in the arse, but a supportable friend, Diamond. And Anon, I always wanted you to know you're so defeatist, but that almost make you cute. You can still be saved."
>Diamond:"I love you too, yeah, but I'm going to get us out of here because you can drive this thing now, and I do the magic. okay?"

>>123739
same, Anon!

Concept credit from Discord. No telling when I'll continue this if at all, I'd rather not stray too far from my main story for the time being. Enjoy and tell me if you like the concept.
>The floor is cold, and the small blanket provided barely helps.
>Your patchy fur also provides little to no protection.
>You chose to cover yourself instead of the bottom of the cage, so the metal bars dig into your side.
>Normally it wouldn't bother you but tonight she left the door open exposing you to the elements.
>It was your own fault, you shouldn't have called her 'mom.'
>Spike's old bed was a privilege, after all.
>Today had been rough.
>Well, the last six months had been.
>She was testing a new round of potions for everything from burns to resetting bones.
>You look down at your legs, riddled with hundreds of scars.
>The potions only accelerated and improved the natural healing process, they didn't make the scar tissue any less prominant.
>When you first started noticing the scars, you knew she'd never let you go.
>At least not as yourself.
>If you were lucky, she'd wipe your mind and send you off to some orphanage.
>With that many scars, foal services would be on her ass faster than a shitty writefag on a prompt.
>You've started talking to yourself to stave off the pangs of loneliness.
>You haven't been able to visualize a form yet, but any companion is welcome.
>'So, rough day?'
'Yeah, she fucked up another of the chemical burn potions. My hoof was half gone before she decided it was worth using anesthesia.'
>It almost scares you how casually that came out sounding.
>'You need to get out of here. You realize she's only pretending to be attached to you so you won't try to escape.'
>When Twilight finishes up testing a potion on you, she'll go out with a bunch of shareholders and celebrate.
>If you're a good filly and don't touch anything while she's gone, she'll play a board game with you and let you sleep in the bed with her.
>Every time you consider just taking a swig of whatever she pours on your fur, you think of those nights, your head buried in the soft down on her wings...
>'You're losing it.'
'I don't know what you're talking about.'
>Oh, right. It can access your thoughts just as well as you can.
>And you're not crazy.
>Twilight just...
>Wow.
>You pull the blanket up over your ears to try to block out the voice.
>It doesn't work.
>You don't know why you expected it to.
>It never does.
>You think back to the first days.
>Back then, you would cry when she started her tests.
>It wasn't even that bad, just rubbing shampoo in your eyes and observing the effects.
>Your left eye is still a bit cloudy to this day, not that you need to see much anyways.
>But her words still stuck with you.
>"Someday you'll be out of here. Until then, I need you to bite the bullet and be silent. I can't write with that racket you're making."
>And silent you were.
>You hadn't spoken in almost a year if your estimate is correct.
>You pull the blanket over your body, trying to visualize Twilight's massive purple wings.
>Over the rustling of your covering, you hear something that almost sounds like sobbing.
>No, it couldn't possibly-
>Your ears perk up and swivel around.
>It is.
>You feel excited for the first time in a while.
>Maybe it's another filly!
>The diet of tasteless nutrient broth Twilight feeds you isn't rich in mana like most other foods are, but you know the spell Twilight uses to lock you in every night.
>Now if you could just...
>Your horn sparks a few times, trying to draw from the mana pool in your appendix.
>After a few tries, you finally get it right and the door is pushed open by your panting muzzle.
>If you had expected that kind of challenge, you wouldn't have attempted it in the first place.
>Forcing yourself up onto your hooves, you walk onto the laboratory floor.
>Everything is kept spotless; every beaker without a fleck of residue and every burner without a spot of soot.
>The tables tower over you, so you can only gawk in awe at the beauty of it all from your position on the ground.
>You inch closer to the noise.
>No point in being afraid now.
>Okay, maybe a little.
>You peek your head around the corner to see a cage about your size with another green filly in it.
>You dare not move, hoping that she doesn't notice you as you attempt to slow your breathing as much as possible.
>The sobbing quiets down to soft sniffles, and then just snorts as she tries to swallow the excess mucous.
>"Next time you try to hide, make sure your mane isn't falling out all over the floor in front of you."

>>123739
You too, anon

>>123739
Totally, no homo. I'd do so many sexual things to your little body if you were the filly. You don't even fucking know.

>>123608

"A favorite comic? Pssh. There's too many good ones to have a favorite. Power Ponies is probably up among my top favorites though. You got a favorite?"

>"Uh, well... I haven't really read that many."

Of course you don't read that much, Applejack.

"Well, if there's a comic book shop in Ponyville, maybe we could introduce you to some later?"

>"Might be nice, I suppose."

Applejack takes another long sip of her cocoa, eventually finishing it off. This is followed by another awkward but comforting silence that lasts a few minutes. She stares into her empty mug and sighs.

>"I'm gonna have to head home soon. Granny gets mad if I don't get my chores finished before nightfall."

You smile and give her a warm hug.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow then?"

>"Sure. And hey, it was nice meeting you and your family today."

Twilight extends a hoof forward to shake Applejack's hoof.

>"Nice meeting you too, Applejack."

Applejack accepts the hoofshake.

>"Aw, thank you. Twi was it? And... wait a second. I don't recall telling you my name."

>>123720
But how do i get to be the berserker filly?

>>123762
you know that you don't have to post the censored version nor hide it under a spoiler here, right?

>>123762
yeah, I'll even give you a couple versions I have saved.

>>123764
I was refraining from posting the colored, uncensored version myself so that he could delete his post and post it himself, but now you posted that as a reply to his post and not what he was replying to and you posted it next to a /pone/-tier recolor and now everything's fucked and it's all your fault

>>123760
Make up some excuse about how Twilight has been studying your psychic abilities and the possibility of replicating them with her magic. Obviously she's had some success.
[1d100 = 64]

The shirt you re using as you read this post is your filly colour hue
If not using any shirt right now, then consider the colour of the last shirt that was used
What colour are you?
>Tfw im fucking teal

>>123769
I wonder who s the original green filly...

For some reason this last line didnt go on that post

>>123769
Navy blue work shirt.

You would be able to say I was literally marked by Luna.

>>123769
Gray. Like a rock.

>>123786
Same.

But I get a Illudium Q-36 Explosive Space Modulator, so that's nice

>>123781
You know, I actually have a similar black t-shirt with Neil deGrasse Tyson on it. Except it's a parody of Mike Tyson's Punch-Out using that ancient, Memebase-era "Watch Out We've Got a Badass Here" meme Neil started by accident.

>>123788
I get barney.

>>123769
>>123786
>>123788
Also gray

>>123769
Black shirt with the punisher's skull, does that mean I get an extra badass cutie mark?

>>123769
Whatever is on the shirt is your cutie mark. If there's nothing, tough shit. You're hanging out with the CMC.

>>123797
And that's another shirt I own. Fuck, my wardrobe isn't that big.

>>123798
Welp I'm a grey filly that's gonna destroy Earth while living on Mars...

>>123769
light gray with a comical line on it
pretty basic, I know...

>>123798
>Tfw i hate stamped shirts
>Will forever be a blank flank because of that
Can i at least keep the question mark?

>>123811
Should be doing homework right now, but I figured I'd try to come up with some canon if you all agree. T-shirts with printed lines get the talents of the approximate meaning of the T-shirt. Blank shirts get question marks, and the same with images as before.
>>123781
Have fun being the edgy atheist filly.

>>123818
great, then this means I doesn't afraid of anything except for spiders. Pretty useless talent.

>>123769
>Light grey
>No cutie mark
Does this mean I wouldn't be able to slut it up for all the stallions?

>>123824
Refer to
>>123818

>>123824
No, you just got to find the right stallions.

>>123834
I wouldn't last a day as the filly without getting knocked up.

>>123834
I don't know whether pedos would be rarer or more common in Equestria. It might be a similar situation to priests where the refrain from normal sex causes them to diddle pickles, but Equestria is a slightly less explicit world...

>>123846
Have some restraint, man. You'd still be a male at heart.

>>123861
This. At least wait until you can't handle it anymore to give in to these urges to say you at least tried to not be a faggot.