/mlpol/ - My Little Politics

Oh fuck me, accidentally clicked post before OP was finish. Can mods please add "Sufficiently Weaponized Edition" to Subject?

>>202061
Well, after "Thread" of course

I like No Edition Edition already.

>>202064
Reeeeeeeee

If I could request one more correction, please change "Anonfilly Sufficiently Weaponized Edition" to "Anonfilly Thread - Sufficiently Weaponized Edition" to keep with form.

Threadly reminder filly is not for sexual

>>202083

Filly is always for sexual

>>202084
No U. Haha! Got'em

>>202085

Then how come I never get laid?

>>202086
>You are filly
>Tries to to get into bed with hot momfu Twi
>Gets in only to be suffocatingly snuggled
>Tries to get into RD's pants
>Scotoloo vagblocks you and tells you to get your own
>Glimmer reacts to your moves towards her as sign that you need help
>Pinkie leads you into your room before running away crying and mumbling to herself that she is dispicable
>Left virgin forever

>>202091
That's actually a really interesting concept.
>Be filly
>Keep making sexual advances on mares
>Twilight becomes very worried about you, puts you in therapy
What would you tell the therapist, fillies?

>>202094
Lone is Danish, and I think Placeholder is German.

>>202096
>Lone is Danish
What he is? Well, that explains things... Poor guy.

>>202100
>>202096
God dammit, you make a few posts under a Danish IP and you’re that one Danish writefag forever.

New filly from the wonderful Patachu! Aka Silver Spoon. We miss your writing you faggot.

>>202199
Get off your ass and write moar Raz.

>>202096
That german is an impostor. I entered the writing competition to show who that I'm the only pony with the right to hold the name 'Placeholder'.

>>202213
Run. Like. Hell.

>>202215
It's not molestation if you let her.

>>202083
Anon is adult, he's therefore perfectly legal.

>>202220
Yes it is, that's what statutory rape is

>>202213
Still more safe than meeting EQG ponk

>>202306
That's just because ponies are generally less fear-inducing than hoo-mans.

>>202265
This

>>202306
Fucking jews be gone.

neuro fillies

OP filly is so tiny that I couldn't see.

>>202400
No u

>>202401
Pictured: Anonfilly misbehaving on a field trip to a planetarium.

Still hurt

>>202432
Oof
That stings.

>>202432
>check the drawthread
What is their fucking problem?

>>202432
Fuck...

>>202435
/mlp/ is dead, 4chan is dead, anyone with any self respect left years ago. The only people that are left on /mlp/ are the shitposters puppeting the decaying corpse pretending there's anyone left to view their low effort bait. Oh, and people who just can't let go and deliberately keep going back to hurt themselves.

>>202438
>Oh, and people who just can't let go and deliberately keep going back to hurt themselves.
I just want some peace, remember the good moments. After years on /mlp/ I can't help it and return

>>202435
The draw thread is nothing but constant mlpg and nyx shitposting. It's one of the most cancerous generals on the board.

>>202444
Trips confirm.

>>202455
dubs confirm trips confirm

Lab experiments! Fun for all small horse!

Time for a recap:

Pastebin Part 1: https://pastebin.com/JReEqH6G
Pastebin Part 2: https://pastebin.com/CuNuktSQ

>You are a cute green filly who used to be a human.
>Since arriving in Equestria, you've been on a number of adventures.
>These have run the gamut from running from changelings and tracking down clones through the swamps, to a near endless time loop.
>Your most recent shenanigans, however, have involved a rather perverted friend of yours stealth torturing your clitoris with her hoof while seated at a table with a bunch of other friends.
>This probably might not have happened had you not told her how horny she made you when she kissed you.
>In retrospect, perhaps not all of your decisions in this world thus far have been good ones.
>You've been debating taking her up on an offer to sneak away to her shack in the middle of the Everfree Forest to have sex and smoke weed.
>Normal things that good fillies get into all the time.
>And for some reason you can't help but remember the fact that the Elements of Harmony were stolen not too long back.
>You are currently walking home from Sugarcube Corner to get dinner.

>>202466
Didn't we ask twi to sic the guards on that thieving cunt? We should probably ask how that went.
[1d100 = 96]

>>202435
Boy that's some extreme levels of autistic unjustified hatred.

how to do rolling for story?
Ive some massive amounts of autism to devote to writing here if theres some interest, heres what ive wrote so far
https://pastebin.com/edit/h5FR9sDi
ignore flag, I had a vpn on earlier and flag wont change. Trust me, im a native English speaker with experience in writing

>>202540
thanks anon, didnt catch that

>>202538
You can roll for a story by typing something like [1d100 = 57]
(first is number of dice, second is max value)

I'm interesting in more, yeah

>>202540
Take off the 'edit' part
https://pastebin.com/h5FR9sDi

>>202538
>>202550
Guess they broke code tags.
It's: [{num}d{num}]

>>202538
Rolling is done by [xdxxx] replacing the x's with the desired numbers, modifiers can be added by doing [xdxxx+xx], for example

[1d100 = 88]

[1d100+83 = 96]

You are now aware that 83 is just a sideways OwO

>>202463
That doesn't look like fun

>>202463
Is filly trying to create the Ultimate Bio-Weapon™? She should try the G-Virus instead.

>>202550
>>202554
thanks bigly, now im still in a bit of a bind here
Im not too interested in having a couple paragraphs worth of text to read every so often, so I figure large updates are the way to go. in turn that would mean little input into the story, which would kinda defeat the purpose. What do you fillies think I should do?

>>202568
Unless you really want to do a CYOA, I would do without rolls. Nothing wrong with a good old-fashioned green

>>202555
Trips confirm, injecting Hydrochloric acid probably isn't fun.
>>202562
Nah, looks like filly is trying to kill herself.

Filly is learnding

>>202668
They need the cutie marks.

>>202675
From an earlier thread
It's also on derpibooru

Imagine
>be filly in a world wbere nopony knows what sex is
>get called a genius for inventing masturbation and sex
>reenact impossible fetish porn irl

>>202797
"How the fuck did you all reproduce before?"
>"...Magic?"

The haunting image of Ajna is still burned into your mind. Fucking cunt, what the hell does she want with the Elements anyways?

"Hey Twilight, did you remember to report to Celestia about the elements being stolen?"

>"Yeah... I did it while you were doing your homework."

"Did you ever get a response back?"

>"No... although I've been out all day pretty much, so maybe?"

Realizing that you both want to see what all has happened from this, you and Twilight both race home as fast as possible. When you arrive home, you immediately head down into your room to look for Spike. He is snuggled up on the bed like a cute puppy... if puppies had scales and could breathe fire. Alas, there is no parchment next to him.

Twilight runs back upstairs and calls out to her mother.

>"Mom, did Spike burp out any letters from the princess while we were gone?"

<"No, and come up for dinner, the both of you. The stir fry's going to get cold."

It appears that the Princess has been too busy to respond to a matter you would think would be of grave importance... or something has happened.

I thought I uploaded that last night. Apparently I did not and it was just sitting in the reply window.

Lewd filly

>>202820
Freckle filly cutest mayor

>>202822
That looks painful

>>202820
That's a QT filly

>>202820
>fang
That's a batfilly unicorn Anon!

>>202827
>Bat-unicorn filly
Cringe, almost as bad as deviantArt oc's

>>202820
I demand a recount, there must've been some mistake
She didn't won for the qt crown, but merely for mayor

>>202816
Go up and eat
[1d100 = 20]

>>202839
>Cringe, almost as bad as deviantArt oc's
>He says while being in a thread that focuses on Anon turning into a cute oc filly
Come on now.

>>202850
Oh, (You)!

>>202816
Spam Celestia with a few more messages over the day. One in snail mail for good measure. [1d100 = 11]

>>202816
Ask Mommy if we can have good filly tendies tomorrow. [1d100 = 48]

>>202846
>Spit take in the window
Kek

>>202816
CENTCOMM is down! Stock up on canned food, get ready to board up the windows, etc.
Basically win everyone over to become preppers.
[1d100 = 62]

>>202668
Pic related

>>202769
>implying most pictures in Equestria don't contain nudity

>>202820
What would Anonfilly do in her first day of office?

>>202822
Saw this as the latest contribution to the "squash soup" tag. We need more of that, less of banal content.

>>202846
And in turn, that pony's hero is Silver Star

>>202817
Quality

>>202817
10 million IQ

>>202817
At least it was still there

Clearly something must have happened. Thus, you run upstairs and do the logical thing anyone would do in this situation, and start screaming like a lunatic.

"Central command is down! Everypony stock up on canned food and get ready to board up the windows, we're all gonna die!"

As you emerge from your room, you get a few odd stares from your family members, followed by Shining Armor bursting into laughter.

>>"Good one, Anon."

It's obvious none of them are going to take you seriously, even if you start raving about it like some sort of paranoid schizophrenic. Knowing that there is absolutely nothing you can do to help the poor fools, you sit down at the table for dinner. If they will not be stocking up on food, you will need to fill up your belly as much as possible for the coming apocalypse. A plate of stir fry is promptly placed in front of you.

As you take your first bite, you hear Twilight start giggling. She didn't poison your food, did she? Now you're even more paranoid!

"What's so funny?"

>"Hmm? Oh, it's just that it's ironic. You're worried about stocking up on food when you're in a farming town. Why would we ever need to stock up?"

"Well what if Ponyville faces a nuclear attack with the elements gone?"

The other ponies at the table look to each other trying to figure out what the heck you are talking about. It seems "nuclear" isn't in the Equish vocabulary. Twilight, meanwhile, waves a dismissive hoof.

>"In which case, assuming we weren't immediately burned to a crisp, the more important question would be why you'd want to board up the windows and stay in a tree, which would be sucking up the fallout-laced ground water. If the house did not itself wither away, its walls would become an irradiated deathtrap. In fact, any situation for which stocking up on canned food seems like a good solution would suggest that staying even one second longer in this tree would be a bad situation. If the food outside is unsafe, then so is the tree we are inhabiting."

>>202896
finish your food then head down to the fuck shack where daring is
[1d100 = 23]

>>202896
I vote we still spam letters to Tia, given the fact that we still have no word about the magical fucking s u p e r w e a p o n s we lost.
[1d100 = 28]

>>202896
She's right!
This is no time to panic, this is the time to build a panic room! One with lead walls.
Start by collecting everyone's lead.
[1d100 = 31]

I wish for filly to pee in my mouth.

>>202904
good thing I have to use the bathroom

>>202896
She's right. Go out the back and follow pic related [1d100 = 83]

>>202876
First thing she'd do is make timeout illegal

Last night as Filly mayor went to bed she was attacked by the Booping Bandit
she was unavailable for questioning and authorities have reported that the criminal is still at large.

We pray for her in this troubling time

>>202910
That draw has a lot more potential.
I encourage you to take it further poner.
Anonfilly demands it.

>>202911
any ideas what to draw?

>>202913
Draw mayor filly personally executing the booping bandit by making sure that filly gets no dessert for a week.

>>202914
Mayor Filly will have to catch her first

>>202896
>>202900
This. Figure out a way to confirm Celestia knows of the situation. [1d100 = 32]

>>202913
Anonfilly being carried (and terrified) by a speeding, grinning Rainbow Dash.

>>202876
Build a wall.

>>202913
Draw the filly tempting pinkie pie.

>>202976
You're as subtle as a train wreck, holy fuck, almost tempted to join just to shitpost and be sure to be banned from that safe space
Seriously just fuck off with your shitty fetish general already

>>202974
And you too, stop killing the thread with the discord. Is the thread current state not enough for you?
>Implying the thread can become more kill than it already is
>Ib4 I'm proven wrong and it dies even further

>>202974
>>202978
>Ponis invited you to join
Ironic, considering the huge shitstorm he started about the discord before

Reminder that Lone15 also deserves (you)s

>>202904
>>202905
A perfect match

>>202876
Raise allowance for all the fillies

>>202910
>>202923
Oh shit, someone better catch that madfilly
What kind of punishment is she looking at?

>>202913
How about Anonfilly as an adult mare? Or Pinkie Pie putting sunscreen on Filly's back while they're at a beach.

>>202998
Second sounds cute

>>202978
The discord isn't some demonic entity hellbent on destroying the thread, anon. I'm in there, and I'm still as much a part of the thread as I've ever been, and no less a part of the thread than (You).
We're all in the same boat here, and fighting each other will only make things worse for all of us, as evidenced by the huge shitstorm before.
If anything's killing the thread, it's the fact that it's moved to a mostly dead board that 4chan mods actively try to censor the existence of. Sure, it isn't what we used to have, but it's better than having been stamped out by the 4chan mods then and there, and we've got to make the most of it together.

PTFG fag can absolutely fuck right off though.

>>202978
PTFG is less of a fetish general than this thread is.

>>203005
>PTFG is less of a fetish general than this thread is.
Here's your (You), and there's the exit. PTFG is the third door on your right, directly opposite from the body horror fetish room.

When you were brought to equestria you somehow ended up as the babby; no one wanted to look after you atleast until another filly came along. she raised as her own, teaching you how to be the filly, she even called you her little Nonny although even though she cared for you, you hated the way this other anon babied you and treating you as less than equal, you didn't understand these feelings but they were always there.

When you decided that you wanted to look after a babby you thought it was going to be fun and games, it'll be easy you said, atleast for the first 6 years, that was until she hurt you in a way no-one would expect, she stole from you broke your stuff and worst of all, told you she hated you and wished that she'd died rather than lived as your child. It broke your heart to see her like this and deep down you knew she didn't mean any of it.

That night stricken with guilt she ran away regretting what she had said too only filly who cared about her too scared to admit she was wrong.

Nonny did try to come back to you once but when she got to your home she found it empty, that didnt stop her though; after some digging she found your new home and when she arrived, well she saw you with a new little babby. It broke her heart to know how much she had hurt you although you had forgiven her many years ago in the end, with tears streaming down her face she ran away again this time for good

I tried to write, any tips on how I can do to improve

>>203008
Not bad, gave me a feel. Thanks for the story!

For tips:
The perspective change from the first to second paragraph is not very clear and a little confusing
I would avoid semicolons and use periods to start with. Some of the commas should be periods as well, like the one in
>she found it empty, that didnt stop her though
Watch out for verb tense. This "treating" should be "treated"
>babied you and treating you as less than equal

Anon28, a quite lovely chap, came to PTFG's Discord and asked us to shill some more on this thread. So yeah, everyone should come to PTFG and have some fun fantasizing about getting turned into ponies!

>>202438
>look mom, I'm so very special, not like those normies on 4chin, muh secret club
At least 90% of /mlpol/ still visits 4chan all the fucking time.

>>203018
shut the fuck up Shepard
that isnt what happened at all
t. PTFG member

>203020
Call me 10% then, 4cucked fag

>>203018
Well, if he said that...
Surely you can't believe that'd change anything

Fuck Discord, fuck /ptfg/ and Fuck (You)
Especially (You)

>>203004
>The discord isn't some demonic entity hellbent on destroying the thread
>It just takes all filly discussion, sketch ideas and the little back and forths between Anons
>You can still get your content later here, but you can also be a VIP filly if you become a namefag in our circlejerk
No. I was hoping everyone would ditch Discord like it was agreed on during the scruffy rampage, but as soon someone linked this newer one for all to move in I knew it was only downhill from there. Can't keep blaming that "it's just a small board" forever and think that its all fine.
There's 110-ish fags there right? Well, how many IP are there on the last thread? Surely should be around 130-150, at least with the dinamic IPs and VPNs, but do you think we have half of that considering it took 22 days to get to 700 posts? If everyone posted once a day it shouldn't take a week even, or if the discussion was on the thread itself which would make more posts with even less IPs
So no, you can keep lying to yourself as much as you want, but in the end most of the fags don't care about the thread anymore thanks to the Discord. Being the exception doesn't change the whole.

And Discord has been discussed here to death as well, no point on going on any further, but if you want do go on, defend that namefagging circlejerk as much as you want, but I won't post about it and derail the thread any longer.

>>203036
>gives a full reply
>"but I won't post about it and derail the thread any longer."
Whatever, I'll bite.
The general discussion in the server usually isn't anything that would be fit to post in the filly thread (such as blogposting, for instance), and whenever discussion that is fit to post in the thread comes up, somebody goes to the thread and makes a post about it.
As for content, the onus is on the contentfags to post their content in the thread, and they get reprimanded whenever they don't. The server doesn't claim to be a place for VIP access to content, and we can all agree that it ought to not be one.
For the point about the rate of posting, it's plainly obvious that the thread is much slower. However, it can't be empirically proven what the exact cause of that is one way or another. It may well be possible that people have left the thread, but it's equally possible that some of those same people are completely inactive on discord and never bothered to leave the server. Furthermore, there are no people I know of who became inactive in the thread because of the server, but there is one person I know who left the thread and the server due to all the fighting about it in the thread.
I believe that what causes servers to kill threads is this very sort of schism within the thread, and I want this thread to not die just as much as the next guy. If the thread truly is dwindling in number of active posters, a schism of any sort would just tear that number down further. I know you said you won't post about it and derail the thread any longer, but a derail isn't near as bad as total annihilation as long as we're able to get somewhere productive with meta discussion, and that meta discussion can be spaced out if you wish.

Sorry about the wall of text. Have a filly for your troubles.

>>203083
Just don't post unsolicited links to the discord and there won't be any problems.

>>202990
It's kind of complicated why I even posted the link here in the first place. I really should've deleted it after the guy from the thread I intended to invite had joined, but deleting shit on mobile doesn't work that well, so... rest assured it won't happen again. I'm sorry.
>>202991
Not when I'm doing fuck all I don't. That being said, have something I made for my editor as a Christmas gift and forgot to post anywhere. You get two settings: mood-ruining brightness and dark to the point where everything is indistinguishable from anything else. SL at its finest.

>>203143
"I attack the darkness!"

>>203143
what the hell did they put into 914

>>203150
Horrible things! Things you don't even want to imagine! I tried to draw 106 but fucked it up.

I need to stop making promises relating to consistency.
>>203157
Of course.
>>201491 →
"Yeah, my back has been bothering me for a while and I'm not sure if I'm good, I haven't been active..."
>You can see her warily glance at Twilight.
>"When did this start?"
>"Not too long ago, she fell and severed the connection between her neck and her head. Managed to patch her up though."
>Fluttershy just stares at her in awe.
>"H-how did you manage-"
>"I came here for your care, not to share trade secrets. Besides, they wouldn't let me know anyways."
>"Of course."
>"In any case, she hasn't been moving around for quite some time on account of her the paralysis."
>"I could have figured that by the way you had her set up in bed."
>You feel your cheeks redden.
>"Yeah, yeah. Hasn't been moving, possible muscular atrophy, I'll let you do your thing."
>"Of course."
>She keeps glancing over at Purple as if she wants her to leave, but she's either too autistic to get the memo or can't be assed to move.
>Eventually she just sighs quietly and scoops you up with her snout.
>You're set down on another rug as you watch Fluttershy get out all manner of equipment.
>Yoga balls, yoga mats, barbells...
>You didn't even know they had yoga in Equestria.
>Guess that makes you the fool, Yellowquiet looks like she was the heavyweight champion.
>Thatshowmafiaworks.png
>She starts out with a few incredibly difficult stretches.
>You're humiliated by how easy they should be, and it doesn't help that Fluttershy's usual silence can easily be interpreted as cold disapproval.
>Eventually she moves on from the stretching to a strip of rubber tied in a loop.
>You try with all your might to push it apart, but barely anything comes of it.
>...
>The light outside is fading.
>You're coated in sweat from head to hoof.
>"That's it, come to me. I know you can do it."
>You stare at your forehoof, willing it to move.
>"Nonny, what did I say about movement?"
"L-let it come naturally."
>"That's right, now look at me."
"Okay."
>You see something of genuine compassion in her eyes.
>It's a relief to say the least after all this time.
>You take a step.
>And then another.
>You're wobbly as hell, and slow.
>But you're able to pull it off.
>You rub your cheek up against Fluttershy's chest before toppling over.
>The both of you take a moment to share a laugh.
>It's been a grueling day, but you actually feel like you're closer to being back on track.
>You sigh in relief as you're lifted up once again, happy to have the burden taken off of your weary legs.
>"I'd recommend not letting her go back to school until Wednesday. Here's her regimen, I expect you to follow it to a T. Not too much sugar, lots of protein."
>"Alright, sure. One issue though..."
>"Oh?"
>"Um, what day is it?"
>"It's Monday night."
>"Oh, of course."
>"Mhm. I'd suggest taking the poor little thing home now, she's quite exhausted."
>"Of course... thank you for your help again."
>"My pleasure. Sorry, feeding all the animals just gets so expensive-"
>"I'll see if I can get you some sort of government aid for that."
>"You'd do that?"
>"Sure. Nepotism at its finest, right?"
>You doze off before you hear the response.
>...
>"Anon?"
"Wha?"
>"We're home. I asked you what you wanted for dinner."
>Input action.

>>203159
Steak. Failing that, some kind of eggs. Gotta get that protein somehow.
[1d100 = 88]

>>202896

She's right... if war were to break out, the tree would be useless, and possibly become harmful. The family clearly needs a fallout shelter. As soon as you finish your dinner, you set about searching the house for a shovel. Unfortunately, you're pretty sure there isn't one, so you call out to the rest of the family in mid-search.

"Hey, do we have a shovel in the house?"

>>"What in Equestria do you need a shovel for? To clear the snow out from around the house?"

"I need to dig a trench so I can build a fallout shelter."

>>"What's a fallout shelter?"

Cute. The stallion who's studying to attend military school doesn't know what a fallout shelter is.

"It's something we'll need when war breaks out."

>>"Wait, war? What? Is this one of your psychic predictions or are you messing with me? I haven't heard anything from Cadance about a war, and she's supposed to be getting updates from Celestia on anything serious happening with the Kingdom.

"Even though she's a teenager?"

>>"Hey, an alicorn is still an alicorn."

"Whatever. Do we have a shovel in the house?"

>>"Pretty sure we don't. Maybe ask to borrow one from one of your friends?"

Oh hey, how would you guys feel about a random "Q&A with filly" subplot during one of her dreams?

>>203174
CANDYASS is higher on the priority list than the literal psychic that also is supposed to be the element of loyalty? Let's go pester her to write to Celestia. Either she does so and we get a response finally, or she doesn't and we still pester her for being a nigger.
[1d100 = 89]

>>203175
Might as well. Not like we can break the filly any more than we already have.

>>203207
Is that a challenge?

>>203222
Your digits say yes.

>>203222
PURPLE NO! Filly is not for tipping.

Filly has been learning some weird stuff lately.

>>203263
Not weird, just a necessity.

Anonfilly is the big pony now.

>>203271
>become babby
>still an alicorn
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Fuck yeah, my hard drive is actually agreeing with me for once. My filly folder is saved!

>>203267
>"I can't believe that filly is fucking dead! To arms brothers!"
And that's how the 500 war happened, the war where purple had to fight for 500 years against 500 fillies, who only stopped fighting after they were put down by purple or died because of accidents. Equestria was never the same afterwards.
Anonfilly never aged during the war, somehow...damn purple witchcraft

500 hundred war filly, not colorized >>203263

>>203296
filly is not ded
she's just been tipped onto her face

>>203309
V E R Y

D
E
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>>203159
>>"I could have figured that by the way you had her set up in bed."
Wew

"I don't mind, as long as it's got protein and doesn't taste like shit" [1d100 = 16]

>>203292
Kek
>Inb4 Twilight makes another Poke-Filly and has them fight it out

>>203294
Nice! Hard drive failure is awful

>>203309
She's exhausted, and passed out on the spot

>>203174

This conversation has led you to a sudden realization - Candyass of all ponies is more important to Celestia than you. You, who have psychic powers and are supposed to be the Element of Loyalty! Okay, so technically you never told her yourself that you are the Element of Loyalty, so maybe she could be forgiven for that part, but surely being a psychic counts for something, right? Or maybe she figures if you're psychic, you should already know? Dammit, you need answers!

You march into the living room to find Cadance, having an after-dinner cup of tea and reading what appears to be a magazine.

"Hey Cadance, do you get security briefs from Celestia?"

Cadance looks a bit surprised as she puts down her cup.

<"Well that's a bit sudden. Yes, I suppose I would if there were something going on in the kingdom... Why ask?"

"Twi sent a message to her via Spike earlier this morning about the Elements of Harmony having gone missing. We haven't gotten a message back and I was wondering if we might get a response faster if you sent something to her."

<"Wait, the Elements are missing? And you didn't think to tell *me* this?"

"I mean, Celestia is kind of higher up on the chain for dealing with these things."

<"Well yeah, but finding out these kinds of things is... kind of something you should share with the family. How in the world do you know this anyway, another vision?"

"Actually... astral projection, kind of. But the vision let me know I have a clone running around. It's a long story. Anyways, can you get a message to Celestia with any greater priority than Spike?"

<"I guess I could try."

Cadance heads up the stairs and rifles through her bag next to her bed to pull out a piece of stationary, upon which she hastily writes out a note and casts a spell on. It disappears in a flash of cyan light. She then heads back downstairs to get back to her tea.

<"Well, if she's going to give us a response, it should be pretty soo-"

Her sentence is cut off as a flash of yellow light, yielding a note scribbled out on a torn off piece of the very stationary that was just sent. As you read the text upon it, you can almost hear Celestia's voice in your head:

<<<"All's under control. Expect response tomorrow. Have patience, fillies."

>>203271
I'm not reading anyone to sleep with theoretical physics books except myself, she'd better be fine with recaps of videogame plots.

>>203159
I want a taste of revenge, although a hayburger would be pretty good
[1d100 = 69]

Alright, Mr. Lone the 15th, I have completed your request. It is the single longest piece of green I've written to be posted at once at 21,000+ characters, and I hope it will have been worth the wait. Unfortunately, as of now, I need to sleep to make the alarm I set, so I won't be able to post it tonight; tomorrow for sure, though.

>>203358
>Candyass apparently has a premium membership to the Celestia Messaging System
"Oh." [1d100 = 30]

>>203359
Kek, guess Spike passed on responsibility too. Poor Anon

>>203463
I want to believe that Anonfilly learned more than a thing or two from being a filly herself who got taken care of by Twilight. So while she may look hesitant, Anonfilly (or mare?) eventually accepts that the roles have changed and she's now the one one who has to look after a filly.

>>203487
She's a bit younger than a filly. Anon's going to need to learn a little more

>>203358
Send another message:
"Dear Celestia,
Death to the Diarchy, Power to the Poletariat.
You'res unfaithfully, Candyass."

>>203507
Forgot roll [1d100 = 33]

>>203358
"That last response seems a bit suspicious. Is there any way to get verification that it was actually her?"
[1d100 = 71]

More hours sunk into sketch.io.
>>203371
Is cool mate. We all have shitty sleep habits, I assume...
>>203159
"Steak?"
>You realize your mistake as soon as the word leaves your mouth and begin to apologize profusely.
>"It's fine, I'm sure it just comes naturally. Don't do that at a fancy restaurant though, I'd be stoned."
>You can't tell how much she's exaggerating that statement.
"Eggs?"
>"I knew there was something I was forgetting, in fact we have almost nothing here."
"How about a Hayburger then? They're open late, right?"
>You can see a bit of saliva run down the inside of her cheek when she next opens her mouth.
>"Yes, that would be... alright."
>The two of you go back outside, Twilight glancing warily at the castle as she locks it.
>"It's barely even worth it to patch the roof, they can get in any time they want and it gets fucking freezing regardless..."
"Oh yeah, I have something I'd like to ask you."
>"And what would that be?"
"Why is gelatin alright but steak isn't? Don't you have to kill the cows to make that too?"
>"Well, cattle are generally treated as property here. That being said, they do have some rights. Griffons are the only species that have been known to kill them for meat, we just take the freshly deceased and harvest the necessary bits. The rest is generally left to decompose in controlled environments, there are quite a few fungi that are medicinally beneficial."
"Huh."
>"We're not savages."
"I don't know, if I didn't know-"
>"Shut your trap."
"Y-you're a savage tickle monster..."
>"Yeah. That's what I thought."
>You arrive within a few minutes, Twilight finding the cleanest booth possible.
>You even see her horn emitting some light on the seats, no doubt on the ultraviolet spectrum.
>You slide off of her back and weakly scooch your butt over a bit so you can see the menu.
>Your head just barely peaks over the table.
"Is the 'Grown Cyclone' any good?"
>"Celestia, yes. It's what I always get."
"Are there any sizes?"
>"Negative. I'll certainly eat the rest of yours if you can't finish it though, no worries."
>A bored looking colt comes over.
>"Welcome to Hayburger, home of 'The Hayburger.' Can I take your order?"
>"Two cyclones, a large water and..."
>Twilight looks over at you.
"Um... what drinks do ya have, mister?"
>You can see him daww a bit.
>"Sure thing kiddo. Water, two different flavors of milkshake, root beer, soft cider, Agent Orange™-"
"Root beer!"
>"Sure thing. I'll get that out to you two in a jiffy."
>"So... I get the feeling you have a lot on your mind."
"I want to taste revenge."
>"That's a given. I mean, do you want to ask me anything while we wait? Place is dead right now, we could talk about most anything without prying ears or being bothered..."
>Input action.

>>203519
"I may just be paranoid, but I'd still prefer to save it for a not-so-public location."
[1d100 = 92]

>>203519
As promised the day before, here is the full story. I did my best to give you something good, and I hope that after 9001 years in development, it will have been worth the wait! I present to you...

>I Never Asked For This

>Be Anonymous
>You're walking home from college
>Not walking home really, just walking to the bus stop
>Be also wearing headphones and carrying papers
>disasterwaitingtohappen.png
>Be a clumsy motherfucker
>Drop all your paper everywhere
>fuck.jpg
>Check time
>Still got a minute before the bus gets here, you can pick it up
>Picking_up_papers.exe in progress, please wait
>Program has been aborted unexpectedly, this error will be reported to the manufacturer for future reference
>Unable to contact manufacturer, data has been stored until contact is restored
>Unable to store data, data storage has received critical damage and can no longer be accessed
>Multiple critical errors are occurring
>Anonymous.exe must now shut down
>Thank you for choosing Humanity, we hope your life was a good one!
>... So you got hit by a car, head first
>Not your brightest move, all things considered
>Probably the dumbest one, actually
>...
>.....
>.......
>Well, what now?
>Heaven, hell, purgatory, where do you go?
>Or do you just exist in a state of almost-nonexistence until your soul dissolves into energy or the universe ends, whichever comes first?
>Wherever you're going, you're about to find out
>You're not sure how, but you feel something pulling you
>You're not sure where either, but you have the distinct answer that you'll figure that out soon
>Eventually the nothingness surrounding you gives way to something as you begin to gradually regain feeling everywhere
>The first thing you can really feel is a dull throbbing in your head, almost like some of the trauma somehow carried over
>The next thing you can feel is grass under you
>Then, you start to hear things
>Birds chirping, wind blowing, people sounds in the distance
>Did you get revived by paramedics?
>Wouldn't you hear more commotion if you did?
>Also, it felt like more than a few minutes that you were stuck in that void
>Eventually, your other senses come back
>With this, you can now take full stock of your surroundings
>You open your eyes to reveal that you're lying on your stomach in a field bordering both a forest and what looks to be a small medieval town
>You're not sure where you are, but it doesn't look like any afterlife you've heard of
>You attempt to stand up, but immediately fall over
>How did you forget how to stand?
>Well, you did just get creamed by a car...
>Okay then, take two
>You manage to get back onto two legs, but you don't stay there for long and topple over backwards
>This is when the realization hits you
>You're no longer human
>This would've hit you harder, but you just died
>You're just happy that your existence doesn't end there
>Not happy exactly, but you're certainly not disappointed
>Still, could you not have at least retained the ability to walk on two legs?
>You audibly sigh in disappointment after processing all this
>You also take this opportunity to take stock of what exactly you are
>You've got hooves, green fur, a black tail, and no clothes
>Okay, it's pretty obvious you're a pony
>This isn't so bad
>Now that you've established what you are as well, it's time to establish the where
>Given what you know of show lore, the forest along with the tiny city on a far-off mountain suggest the town to be Ponyville
>You take a few uncertain steps towards there, eventually working out how to walk using this body
>After you get into town, you find that it's about what you expected
>Ponies going about their daily lives,
>And they're all bigger than you, too!
>What are you, a child?
>Well, it can't be all bad
>At least you have some time to adjust before having to be productive
>You're not going to turn that down, but being a foal is certainly going to hinder your ability to get going quickly
>Maybe you could become somepony's apprentice in exchange for room and board?
>Questions for later, for now you're more occupied with exploring your surroundings
>Some of the ponies shoot you glances as you pass, but nothing too noticeable or deliberate
>Some glances almost carry a welcoming warmth to them, but you usually return one of simple acknowledgement or a polite nod
>Why does it seem like so many of them know you already, though?
>You don't know any of them!
>Eventually, you find out the reason
>You see Princess Twilight leading around a pile of other green and black fillies
>Most of them have cutie marks that are either some form of punctuation or letter
>Twilight never had any fillies in the show, so what the hell is going on?
>As you stare on in wonder of why all of these near-identical fillies are clustered near Twi, one of them notices you
>Soon after, more and more begin to notice you until even the princess turns to look
>After noticing you, they all seem to stop in their tracks and look around at eachother until one of them walks over to you
>This one holds a clearly kind expression as it approaches you, but all you can do is look on with continued confusion
>As you wait out the filly's approach, the answer to who they all are hits you
>Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.mp4

>>203523

>After a pretty awkward staredown as the pony approaches you, it reaches you and begins talking
>"Hey, I can bet you're pretty confused right now, but don't worry; You're not the first this has happened to, and you're probably not the last."
"So you all got here by dying too?"
>"Yeah. Never in quite the same way and not in order of when we died, but we all died."
>At least the mommy issues general died off IRL
>Too bad you have to deal with this cancer for the foreseeable future, though
>"If you're interested in any of that, then feel free to ask once we're all back at the castle."
>With that, the green filly begins walking back towards the pile
>You, however, stay firmly put
>The filly only notices this fact after getting about halfway back
>Upon noticing this, she turns around to face you again
>"Well, are you coming, or what?"
"Nah."
>"... Why not?"
"I'd rather take my chances than catch the gay."
>This causes the filly to raise an eyebrow
>"And you haven't already by mere virtue of being here as you are now?"
"I never asked for this."
>"Nigga what? Why would you be here if you hadn't been in the threads before?"
"No idea, but I'm certainly not happy to have to spend the rest of my life with the mommy fetishists."
>The filly sits and stares at you, face unmoving, for a solid ten seconds
>"Dude, it's either you come with us or you face the world on your own."
"That's what I was planning before, you all just made it a more enticing option."
>"You're a sad, strange little man; for that, you have my pity."
"Save it for someone who needs it, I don't associate with you nazis."
>"It's not our fault Mlpol's staff are actually decent people."
"Scruffy. Did. Nothing. Wrong."
>This last statement again causes the filly to pause and stare at you
>This time, however, no more retorts come
>Instead, she just gets up and starts walking back to the group
"What, is that it? Are you just giving up now?"
>The filly stops, only looking back at you from over her shoulder
>"You're just not worth the time. Good luck with that whole 'doing it on your own' thing, but don't be surprised if it falls apart. By the way, it's supposed to rain tonight."
>What does the rain have to do with anything?
>Oh well, you shrug off this encounter and go off to continue exploring the town
>
>A few hours later...
>
>Be Anonymous
>You're sitting under a tree with rain pouring down around you, trying your hardest to keep dry
>Things didn't go as planned
>Things went nowhere near as planned
>Turns out that a lot of ponies saw what happened earlier, and it didn't paint you in the most favorable of lights
>As you sit under this tree shivering, you start to re-evaluate your prior actions
>Maybe you should've taken advantage of that offer?
>Maybe, but is it worth your dignity?
>Fuck no
>But if you did, you wouldn't be wet, cold and hungry right now
>You sigh outwardly and grit your teeth as a gust of wind brings even more water through the maze of branches above you to cascade down upon you
>This is definitely hell
>Just as you finish that thought, you see something round a corner near you
>Rather, someone
>Two someones, actually
>A purple dragon holding an umbrella and a green filly with him
>The dragon is the first to see you and points you out to the filly almost immediately
>They both then rush over to you, thankfully bringing the umbrella over you once they get there
>"So, how's it going?"
"Let's cut to the chase; why are you here?"
>"Because I'm not an asshole. It was pretty clear from how you were acting that you had no idea what you were doing, you just needed to see that yourself."
"And what makes you think I had no idea what I was doing?"
>"You were wandering the town pretty aimlessly and you clearly didn't take the rain into consideration."
"So I made some mistakes. What of it?"
>"You know, neither Spike nor myself have to be out here right now. If you don't want to come back with us, we'll just leave you to this."
>You begin debating this internally for some time, only stopping when you see them start to leave
"Wait!"
>"So, you're coming with?"
"If there were any other options, then I would've taken all of them first."
>"Okay, tsundere, just follow us and we'll be at the castle in a few minutes."
"Just Anonymous is fine."
>"You and everypony else that showed up, you gotta get creative with your name now."
"Well, do you have any examples?"
>"The writefags all took their screen names, but some anons took names like Green Hornet to sound normal and other more eccentric ones took names like, and I'm not even kidding here, Dick Kickem."
"Huh... That doesn't help at all."
>"Yeah, I know what you're saying. I got here pretty late too, so I had to think pretty hard to come up with mine."
>Almost no proper reference for a good name?
>Fantastic
"What even is your name?"
>"It's Jade Smith."
"Jade Smith? What, do you think mirrors aren't real because we have no eyes?"
>You smirk at your own comment, but Jade does too
>"How can we be sure they are, though?"
>She's probably in the middle of the name spectrum
>Well, at least you can have a happy medium too
>If you can find it, that is
>This'll definitely take some thought
>Hmmm
>How about...
>Maybe...
>... You know, that might actually work
>It seems just cheeky enough for your situation and your previous relation to all of these fillies

>>203524

"Sage Report."
>"Hm?"
"That's what my new name is."
>"You're in luck, that's available."
>Fantastic, all according to plan
>What's the plan, though?
>Eh, you'll get to that later
>For now, the castle is within sight!
>The doors of the castle are opened when you all arrive, greeting you with a warm gust from inside
>You also smell what you think is pasta!
>This causes your stomach to audibly growl, but you don't care at this point
>You all head inside the castle lobby before the other two stop
>"Spike, can you tell Twilight about the new arrival? I'll help her get dry and get some food."
>"Sure thing!"
>With that, the first two words you've heard Spike say since meeting him signal his departure
>"Alright, if you'll follow me to the bathroom..."
>You do as you're told, and soon you both reach a bathroom
>Jade waves you inside, but remains at the door herself
>"Towel's on the rack. I'll be waiting here, but feel free to ask for help if you need it."
>Pfft, how hard could it be to dry off?
>Please disregard the last time you underestimated a task
>You pull the towel off the rack and on to yourself fairly easily, but this is where things get a bit more difficult
>It's pretty challenging to get any actual work done when all you have to work with is your mouth, maybe you will need help
"Hey, uh..."
>"It's fine, nobody knew how to do it at first."
>Jade takes the towel from you and begins to work you over from head to tail, spending extra time on your mane to get all the water out
>It's a rough job, but definitely thorough
>During this time, you also take the opportunity to further re-evaluate your past decisions
>Were your actions a bit harsher than was needed at the time?
>Probably, but you still stick by it
>You're here for as long as it'll take you to get situated somewhere else
>You should still be polite to your hosts, though
>Yeah, you'll stick around and play nice for as long as it takes
>It doesn't matter that it could take a long time, all the better for you to get a firm grip on life
>It's at around this point on your train of thought that the drying finishes
>When Jade pulls away and puts up the towel, you decide to look in the mirror
>Yep, all your fur is messed up and poofy
>As a side note, you also see a distinct lack of horns or wings on you
>Oh well, at least you're dry and warming up
>"So, how about some food now?"
"Fuck. Yes."
>"I hope you like spaghetti, that's what tonight was."
>You're down for some pasta
"Show me where it's at, I'll suck down noodles harder than you suck dicks."
>Jade stares at you, again raising an eyebrow
>"No u; the kitchen is this way."
>She starts walking away again and you follow, already imagining the noodles that await you
>When you both find your way to the kitchen, you see a large pot on the counter
>While you're staring at it and wondering how to get to it, Jade pulls up a chair, climbs up onto the counter, moves over a bowl, and spoons out a decent portion of spagoot
>"It's pretty cold by now, but it should still taste good. Feel free to eat it at the counter, I'm sure no one will care."
>Wasting no more time, you do as she suggested and take a seat in front of the bowl and dig in
>You don't bother asking for a fork, it would only slow you down
>The first bowl is gone within seconds, yet you're still hungry
>Luckily, there's a good bit of pasta left and Jade says to take as much as you need
>When all's said and done, you killed 3 bowls of pasta to both of your surprise
>"Alright, now that you're full, I'll show you around."
"Cool, where are you showing me?"
>"Just the important places. Where everypony hangs out, a few bathrooms, the library, where you'll be staying... You know."
"And will I have to share this place?"
>"Yes."
>You sigh audibly at this news
"Who am I sharing it with?"
>"With me; there's a spare bed in that room that nopony's using yet."
>You could've been sharing a room with one of the hardcore faggots instead of this guy
"That's not so bad, I guess."
>"Well, I'm glad you're finally starting to warm up to us."
"It helps that you haven't been an obvious faggot yet."
>"Then I've got a few friends that you may want to meet after we're done with this."
>Jade then beckons you out of the kitchen and into a hall, presumably towards your first stop
>As it turns out, the first stop is the library
>A few bathrooms are pointed out along the way though, so you make sure to note their locations
>The library is exactly what you expect, a huge room lined floor-to-ceiling with countless books
>"This is the library, you can read almost any book you could think of here and a few you couldn't, thanks to Twilight's collecting. I mainly come here when I want some peace and quiet, but it can be used for any purpose that any other library is used for. Standard library rules apply here, though, so remember to keep quiet and not get anything on the books."
>The next stop, a few bathrooms later, is your new room
>"And this is our room. The bed on the left is yours, since I don't think you want to share one with me."
"Gee, what made you think that?"
>"Could it be that you called us all faggots when we first met?"
"You know, that would do it."
>"All jokes aside though, nobody likes to share a bed except for the exact people you think posted in the filly threads back home. You're not weird."
>Guess stereotypes hold true even here...
>"Anyway, the last major stop is just around the corner!"

>>203525

"Fantastic. Any more bathrooms?"
>"Nah, just fun time."
>True to Jade's words, the room was around the corner
>However, there were still a few extra doors that needed to be passed before ending up at the right one
>As you approach the room, you begin hearing sounds
>Sounds that you would hear from an average con
>Laughter, conversations, messing around, that whole sort of thing
>What do you know, the room is filled with fillies doing that whole sort of thing!
>Some are sitting and reading books in comfy-looking chairs, others are playing party games together, and you even see a group in a corner playing DnD at a folding table
>There are also a few scattered groups participating in mostly idle talk, too
>"This is the lounge. Everypony hangs out here after everything important is done for the day, and we all usually stay here until Twilight tells us to go to sleep."
"So, uh... This is probably going to be a stupid question, but what do you all do for fun around here?"
>"Whatever you want to do, you'll probably be able to do it. Within reason, of course; there's an unspoken rule that we all behave ourselves and save lewd shit for the bedrooms."
"So that kind of thing does happen?"
>"Like I said, only the exact kind of fillies you insulted do that, and not all of us are that."
"Relax, I'm just shitposting at this point. I may not like this situation, but I'm not an asshole either."
>Okay, you might be an asshole, but that doesn't need to be said
>Not out loud, at least
>Let's leave the introspection to the intro... something
>That sounded better in your...
>Actually, scratch that it didn't sound good at all
>Point is, you're not a complete dick
"Anyway, you mentioned having some 'normal' friends?"
>"Yeah, they're over here. I'll introduce you!"
>Jade hurries over to a corner of the crystalline room, where you see two other fillies in the middle of a conversation
>Seeing as first impressions don't really matter anymore, you follow her over at a slower pace
>When you get in range of the conversation, it peters off and they all turn towards you
>"... but she seems pretty cool now, so go easy on her."
"Or don't, I can take a hit or two."
>"Speak of the devil! Anyway, Clover, Green, meet Sage Report."
>The filly on the left reaches out a hoof to shake and introduces herself when you accept
>"I'm Clover Fields, nice to meet you."
>After this interaction, the second one follows suit
>"And I'm Green Hills. What brought you here?"
"Turns out trees aren't the best shelter for rain."
>"Nah, I mean what brought you to Equestria."
>You pull away a slight bit in confusion before asking your own apprehensive question
"Why would you like to know this?"
>"You don't have to answer if it's too personal, I just think it says a lot about who you are. For example, I died in the 2035 civil war by jumping on a grenade, if that means anything to you.
>"And I died of old age."
>Old age?
"What year was it!?"
>Clover goes silent in contemplation for a few seconds before answering
>"Sometime in the 2090's, I don't remember the exact date, though."
>Damn, they weren't kidding about the different times meaning jack shit
>"I was offed in the middle of a bank robbery because I was taunting the robbers."
>"So, how about you?"
"I... I was hit by a car while trying to pick up stuff I dropped."
>"That sucks, mate. What did you drop?"
>You tell them the whole story, which leads into a conversation about what you all did for a living
>Jade was a biochemist, Clover was a freelance programmer, and Green worked for a PMC
>This leads to some banter about who had the better job (you were allowed to participate because you were studying to be a structural engineer), but it all stays friendly
>After a while and a few stories of Green getting to shoot nigs in Africa, Twilight comes into the room and shoos you all back out into the hall
>From here, it's another short walk to your room with Jade
>Once the lights are off and you both are under the covers, she says something to you
>"Get a good rest, tomorrow's a Monday."
"You're not telling me we have to go to school tomorrow, are you?"
>"Nah, but Twilight still makes us get up and learn stuff."
"Like what?"
>"Just stuff that we can actually use here. Unicorns learn magic, pegasi learn the intricacies of weather control, and earth ponies learn about agriculture."
"She does this all herself?"
>"Nah, she gets Rainbow Dash and Applejack to help out with it."
"Alright, I guess that means I'm going into farming. How wonderful is it that I can use none of what I know for that?"
>"It sucks, but at least you didn't make it all the way through college before getting bashed by that sedan. Besides, if the material ever gets tough or confusing, you can ask me about it and I'll help you out."
"Thanks, dude. 'Night!"
>"See you tomorrow morning."
>With that, you both close your eyes and begin to drift
>Before your freefall from consciousness begins, though, you experience one last thought
>Maybe it wasn't a complete mistake you were put here
>You never asked for this, but you're still pretty alright with it

>>203526
And as always, everyone can feel free to tell me how much I suck and how I can get better!

>>203526
Just realized I fucked the formatting... Remember, there are some things that even computer-based spelling programs don't catch.

>>203528
I like that this is your version of celebration. You work harder.
Also, I think it is well done... For a german.

>>203532
I assure you, the only time I've ever set foot outside America is to go laugh at canadians.

>>203519
"I'm sorry did he just say Agent Orange?" [1d100 = 65]

>>203535
Outrageous.

>>203535
"Alright, Spike, this has been fun and all, but we should get her changed back now. I'm getting hungry and those tendies aren't going to cook themselves."
"What do you mean 'permanent'?"

>>203544
Now the filly is the one who cooks the tendies.

got a green filly with my green

>>203523
>>203524
>>203525
>>203526
Hm. It’s not bad, but I was kind of hoping you’d focus a bit more on the aspects of contempt for the thread though. One of the biggest problems I have with your writing is that conflict is usually resolved a bit unrealistically, quickly, or just in a slightly unsatisfying manner. I mean we’ve all seen the anti-filly fags back on /mlp/. The process of getting one of those autists to enjoy filly wouldn’t be as easy as just talking to them. Maybe it would’ve worked better if your MC had died a lot later in life, it’s generally a lot easier to look far back and laugh something off like Sage did if it happened a while ago; but I’m going to have to assume it hasn’t been that long since she past lurked given that he was a student as uni when he died. Also I did specify in the prompt that a lurker was taking care of her, which I sort of generally assumed you would take as an Anon (human), given that fillies aren’t exactly the best fit as caretakers. I suppose you did technically fulfill what I asked for in that regard, but I kind of wanted to push you out of your comfort zone a bit considering you do the kid friend thing without much variation in most if not all of the greens you write for us.
Despite all that I just said I don’t think it was poorly written, I just think it could use a few things reworked; and you should generally also take most of what I say with a grain of salt. Love ya faggot, no homo.

>>203519
>>203521
This. Or at least have Twilight cast a protective bubble to stop that. [1d100 = 51]

>>203526
Not bad, I liked it. Seems like it could be a nice intro to a story if the conflict were dragged out longer

>>203544
It looks like Twilight's going to get changed either way

>>202913
One filly one jar.

>>203632
Apologies, I guess I misunderstood parts of the prompt. I'll keep all that criticism in mind, though, it's all good. Sorry I didn't quite get Sage's character to the point you would've liked too, I'm actually a /pol/ native and that whole thing was pretty unknown to me until you all showed up here.

>>203358

You're not so sure that the pony who responded actually was Celestia. The response came back pretty fast, and it was a Haiku of all things. Was this some sort of magical auto responder? Or maybe a secretary? Or worse, what if she's been captured and the response came from her captor? It's really hard to tell the state of national security in a potential emergency when you're all the way in a middle of nowhere town and not being walking distance to the absolute monarch.

You grab a piece of paper of your own and scribble out on a piece of paper, "how do we know it's you? -Anon." You pass the note to Cadance and ask her to send it. She rolls her eyes and sighs.

<"I'm not the mail service, you know."

"Just send it."

In an instant, the letter poofs away, and a few seconds later, a response appears. This time, it's not a letter at all, but a half eaten piece of cake.

>>203702
Yep, that would do it. Send one last letter as an apology.
[1d100 = 74]

>>203703
Send the cake, too.

>>203705
It would be extremely painful

>>203707
"Perhaps I am wondering why someone would change ones diaper before wiping my ass."

Filly: tell me whats wrong with the picture edition

>>203724
Did you do this man? Its animation is really smooth.

>>203729
Nope, it was WitchTaunter

We need more thingpone and filly

>>203723
Cute

>Vista

Is there an Anonfilly version of this pic?

>Twilight: "I've turned Anon into a filly!"
>Anonfilly is screaming while staring at her hooves or whatever
>Celestia or a random pony: "Why?"

>>203791
no
so you should make it
earn that fillydom

Is the beautiful bastard that made this still here?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0bITo8Q6OiU

>>203805
Fuck... that hurt

>>203818
Was it a good pain or a bad pain?

>>203826
A bad pain

>>203827
Was it because it was low-quality or because it genuinely gave you feels?

>>203829
It gave me the feels

>>203830
I'm so sorry for your loss.

>>203832
Oof

>>203805
Can someone save this as an mp4 and post it? It should be mirrored in case it gets taken down for some reason

>>203519
Ask if this secret society is a rebel group attempting a coup or simply a government agency that really likes exacting its will. After all, if it wanted to destabilize and take over the principality it probably would have now at this rate.
[1d100 = 12]

>>203523
>>203524
>>203525
>>203526
I like how you advance the story pretty quickly. Though, if there are different time periods and regions then different accents and ways of speaking are great for character. Mark Twain is hugely famous mainly because of his mastery of that.

>>203702
Send her a danish or whatever pastry is on hand as tribute.
[1d100 = 94]

>>203743
That makes my skin crawl, but in a good way.

>>203723
>neck warts

>>203702

Yep, that's definitely her. Celestia, she who raises and lowers the sun, is well known to be a black hole when it comes to cake. No other pony would think to send a delicious and moist slice of chocolate cake with strawberry icing as proof of her identity. Clearly, you need to repay her with some sort of apology. Maybe a danish of some sort?

"Hey Cadance, do you think you could send a-"

<"I think the point has been made."

"But I want to send her an apology."

<"You know you have a dragon for this exact purpose."

"Yeah, but you're faster."

<"It takes the same amount of time to get a message to her through Spike as it does through me. The only reason you're getting messages back faster from me is because she treats it like she would a national crisis. It's not a system to be abused."

In retrospect, you don't even have any danishes in the house anyways. You could buy one from Sugarcube Corner, but that would involve walking out in the cold. Daring must be out of her mind to be flying home in this weather.

There's a knock at the door.

>>203854
"What!"
[1d100 = 91]

>>203743
>want a baby
>understanding
Running for the hills NOW.

>>203854
Open the door. Get on the floor. Everybody walk the dinosaur. [1d100 = 65]

>>203862
That filly looks like has smallpox on its face.

>>203863
maybe she has

the cooties

>>203854
Open the door and pretend to be a jehovah's witness [1d100 = 63]

>>203859
Boosting [1d100 = 71]

I couldn't resist.
>Be Anon, the man turned filly.
>It's a warm summery day and you're humming a tune to yourself as you trot along the dirt pathway out to your new friend's house.
>You're genuinely happy about one of your friends for once, Careful Twine may not have been one of the foals Twilight pushed you into a playdate with, but she was alright with you visiting her all the same.
>"Now Anon, I need you to be nice. If you're served something and it isn't tendies or macaroni, at least try it before you say you don't like it."
"A-alright mom..."
>"That's my good little filly."
>She ruffles your mane.
>You always pretend to hate it, but secretly you think it feels really nice.
>The two of you share a slight chuckle as she picks up the knocker and does a 'shave and a haircut.'
>You're glad some of the films are the same here.
>A tan mare with a red mane opens the door.
>"Oh, I had no idea Twine's little playmate was the Princess's daughter! Please, come on in Ms. Sparkle. Would you like a cup of tea?"
>"Well if you're offering I wouldn't be the type to turn it down."
>As the two mares chat, you see a shy face poking out from behind the mare's leg.
>"H-hi Anon..."
"Hey Twine, what do ya wanna play?"
>"How about 'Appleoosans and Buffalo?'"
"Sounds fun to me!"
>The two of you run off to grab some toy guns before heading outside.
>Be Twilight
>Wildflower is a lot of fun, you might invite her to one of your book club meetings soon.
>Oh who are you kidding, she'll decline just like all the rest.
>Still worth a shot.
>"I'm so glad Anon was able to break the ice with Twine, she hasn't opened up to anypony but me after her last foster home..."
>"You adopted her? She's the spitting image of you."
>"Yeah, my husband and I have been trying for ages, but we recently found out he's sterile."
>"Ah, that's a shame... I adopted mine too."
>"So that would explain the green coat and black mane! I didn't want to be rude and ask..."
>"No worries, most ponies don't. But yeah, my little bundle of joy has been in my care almost six years now. I adopted her when she was just a foal."
>"She must've been an adorable little thing."
>You unzip your purse, grinning.
>"Still is, but I have pictures!"
>Be Anon.
>You and Twine are absolutely wiped out.
>You lie down in a pile of leaves next to her, the both of you giggling softly.
>"Aha- Anon, I'm sorry."
"Heh- what for? You've done the best Chief Firewater impression I've ever heard, you're a crackshot with that plastic bow, and you kicked my butt! Don't be sorry for being a worthy adversary."
>She beams with pride, but then her expression falls.
>"No, I'm not sorry about that... I..."
"Twine, you can tell me anything. I can keep a secret better than anypony in this town."
>"No, it's silly. You'll laugh..."
>You put a foreleg around her whither.
"I promise I won't. Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye."

>>203902
>"O-okay... I... I really want a baby Anon."
>You daww a bit internally, but keep your mouth shut. You don't want to upset your new friend.
"There's nothing wrong with that, I'm sure you'll make a great parent. In fact, if you want our next game to involve babies, that's alright."
>"R-really? You're on board?"
"Of course, Twine. You're my best and only friend."
>"A-alright, here goes nothing..."
>You watch in confusion as her face visibly reddens.
>Is she trying to poop?
>Soon your confusion turns to horror as her tail starts to flow like a liquid, elongating itself and forming a pattern of ridges on itself.
>"T-this is my first time, I'm sorry if I do it wrong..."
>You lie there speechless as Twine's tail increases in length, taking pieces of her mass with it as it wraps around all four of your legs and finally holds up your dock.
>"W-which hole is the one for babies?"
>You're terrified, but even more terrified about what she might do to you if you don't answer her correctly.
"T-the bottom one."
>She gives you that same sweet grin, free of all malice as she plunges her tentacle deep into your ponut.
>You cry out in pain as the tight structure is all at once pushed apart beyond its capacity.
"N-no, my bottom."
>"S-sorry...
>You watch, petrified as even more mass comes off from her body.
>Soon you feel something else poking at the entrance to your foal hole.
"C-can't you just use the one?"
>"I have to guarantee my baby survives. I don't get more than three shots, and two of them are worth it on you!"
>That would almost be sweet if she weren't raping you currently.
>You prepare for the worst as the second tentacle plunges into your vagina.
>Despite yourself, you find yourself moaning in pleasure as the hundreds of tiny ridges stimulate you.
>While the tentacle in your vagina maintains steady rhythmic thrusts, the one in your ass is doing something else.
>It seems significantly shorter than it was before, which you don't take as that great of a sign.
>Sure enough, soon it stops moving at all and you see a lump passing through towards your butt.
>It's truly massive, you have no idea how it'll fit.
"C-can you make it smaller?"
>She looks at you with sadness.
>"That would give it lower chances of survival..."
>You shut up and prepare for the worst.
>The object is in a similar shape as an egg, so the first part isn't much more than a mild discomfort at this point
>Soon though your eyes widen as it's clear that something has to give.
>The egg doesn't give.
>You bite your tongue to keep from screaming as your little anus is completely torn to shreds.
>You whimper as you feel blood run down your crotch and drip onto the ground.
>"S-sorry..."
>You just stare silently into the trees.
>Some liquid splurts into your ruined anus, but you take barely any notice.
>The tentacle slides out.
>The tempo of the thing in your vag's thrusts increases.
>You eventually cry out in pain and pleasure as the second tentacle pushes its egg through your entrance, pushing your folds to the point of tearing and causing you to shoot fluids onto the leaves around you.
>Your first orgasm.
>Twine pulls out of you after that, but not before dripping some more fluid inside of you.
>You look down at the bulge in your abdomen in horror.
>A clear reminder that what you just experienced was not in fact a nightmare.
>Twine stands over you, back looking like a filly.
>"I'm sorry if that hurt... the fluids I put in afterwards should fix you up nicely."
>She nuzzles your cheek.
>"I'm so happy you were willing to let me have a baby!"
>You spend the rest of the day in a daze, barely even noticing when Twilight comes to take you home; promising Twine and her mother that you'll be back to play soon.
>You're given a bath and tucked in, but after you're sure everyone in the castle is asleep you go into the bathroom and light a lantern.
>Your ponut and foal hole are completely healed at this point, the only remaining evidence of your encounter with Twine being the sizable bulge in your belly.
>It's already gotten bigger.
>You don't know what will happen when it hatches, or matures, but you don't think you want to.
>You climb back into your bed, but no sleep comes.
~Fin