This thread typically consists of Anon gone filly, as he's thrust into a new life as a cute little pony. >What's to be expected? Fillies, cuteness, Anon-tier shenanigans, bitchy Twilight, desires to be the little filly, etc..
>You are Anonfilly, the sole survivor of Equestria >G4.5 happened >Then G5 came >It was a doomsday spell gone terribly horrendous. >The world broke and Discord... >He was smeared across the land like an crayon. >So were many other ponies, creatures, and artifacts. >Twilight before her gruesome end implanted a magic spell in you that would fix everything. >Good news all you had to do was nothing. >Bad news it activates in five years to charge up fully. >How do you spend those five years in the hell scape that is G5?
>>304682 same way I spent the last five years here on earth >stay away from everyone >stay inside >do my own thing >never let the disgusting normals corrupt me I'm going to make pre-friendship purple proud
>Twilight catches filly drawing on the walls one too many times and proceeded to shove her down the stairs >Filly cracks her head on the way down and is promoted to vegetable >Twilight takes care of her at first out of a sense of guilt but slowly grows to hate filly >Filly is holding her back from adventuring in life and settling down with any pony >Can't really enjoy time with friends because she knows the vegetable is waiting for her to return >Late at night the evil guilty thoughts she fights off in the day come out as her drinking begins >Stroke filly's head as she sleeps while drinking and looking at a knife >One night decide fuck it all or nothing she wants her life back >proceeds to stab filly >A now screaming and bleeding filly struggles and tries to get away, she's been faking being brain dead for years as revenge >Twilight beats her over the head with a wine bottle untill she stops moving and cradles the now limp bloody filly
>The room has cleared out a bit. >You stand at the table, dusting it off a bit with a weary hoof. >The green of your coat stands as vibrant as the day you left your first home and came here, despite the bit of dust on it. >It's been a few minutes. >You think back on all the conversations, all the tales and paintings... >All the banter and shitposting. >You wouldn't trade any of it for all the shekels in the world, and now they're telling you it's time to go back? >"You'll be going too, I guess?" >You look back at your equally weary friend, a small party hat perched on her head. >You come up next to her and wrap her in a tight hug. "Going where? Home?" >You chuckle drily. "What could be more home than here? These walls have seen things, for better or for worse. I might go out to talk to a few of the others and give them a hoof when they need a bump, but my heart is here with you." >You pause before adding: "No homo." >"God, you fucking faggot. A happy birthday would've done fine, didn't have to pour your heart out on the floor." "Sorry, it's done." >You feel her grip tighten around you and you press the side of your head into her neck. >"Do you want to watch a movie?" "Sure, what do you have in mind?" >"They Live." "Feeling nostalgic? We must've seen it fifteen times." >"Shut up and get the popcorn, I'll grab the blankets from the closet." ~Fin.
>You're Anonfilly aka practically a lesser god of this realm >"My dearest daughter it's time to wakey wakey." >That's Sunbutt the mom, she never remembers any of the details. "Morning Sunbutt." >Late at night really, but does it really matter? >"My precious little pony is so cute. Why I made a new friend today. You'll like her." >She's so—unguarded. "We're meeting them over a breakfast of tendies?" >"Breakfast... yes. Of course." >There she is young Twilight Sparkle, dreams, magic, and memories animating her. >She's jumping around the newly formed table. >"Hi I'm Twilight Sparkle, once a big noise and-" >She jumps on two back legs imitating an explosion >"-boosh-" >"-my young filly magics just went kathoom!" >The potted plants in the corner of the room became her parents. >"That's right my little pony. A big boosh too." >All of them are wearing a heartfilled proud grin >Celestia's is radiant >"Cake for everypony!" >Sleepy dream Celestia is always fun >but maybe one day you'll be able to be out there with them
>You're Anon Apple >The pun isn't lost on you >or your classmates. >The fact is— well... >Years ago "Fucking birb! Lemme go fagit!" >Bundled up tight in a woven crib flying through the sky. "Your momma was a peacock and your father is a hamster!" >HONK >A really loud ringing bird noise rattled you >and the crib >infact you're falling— >"Well did ya live?" "No." >Hopefully the state you're giving her is clueing her in. >"Yay ghost cousin!"
>Be tiny green faggot >wake up to the feeling of some pony clambering into your bed and slipping under the covers >Soft eeeing can be heard as you feel hooves slip around you and hold you tight >Fucking bat fillies >You try to wiggle out of her grip but she lets out a panicked eee and holds you tighter >She's got you in her clutches for the time being and you have no where to go and regret not planning for this >Bat pony snuggling has been up 60 percent and it looks like youre the latest victim >A shiver runs up your spin as she starts to nuzzle your neck only making things worse >Any words of protest are ignored along with threats of violence >This filly is willing to risk it all for some snuggle time >Letting out a defeated snort you begrudgingly accept defeat, trying to get more comfortable as the filly holding you makes happy bat noises >Fuckin bats man, what can you do >Maybe tomorrow you'll set up a decoy to keep bats fillies out >A yawn escapes your lips as your interrupted sleep remindes you that it's still night time >at least the bat is comfy, not that you would say it gotta keep up appearances and such >Slowly the bat filly stops fidgiting as she feels you relax knowing shes won she smiles and gets cozy >The presence of a warm body holding you aids in sleep over taking you and as you fall asleep you hope the other fillies wont tease you too badly for getting snuggled tomorrow
>Be filly >Napping in the sun light like a total G, shits cash as fuck >Warm ass celestia rays all on your face and junk, hella nice breeze tossing fresh scents of fly pegasi up in your direction >All you do all day is scope out bad bitchez and nap >Twilight says you should make friends but fuck dat noize, who needs some lame ass friends when you can be peeping on some sick ass tail instead >Twilight is a complete square and doesn't know about the finer things in life >Spot one fine ass honey >awooga.png >Time to sweep this bad bitch off her feet and score yourself a three pointer >Swagger on up to this fine piece of mare "Was gud muh fillaa? A nice bitch like you wanna come eye up my crib? Maybe we can get up to a lil bang bang if youz feels mez. Cuz damn bitch Id sure likes to feel you." >The mare looks speechless, you always did have a way with the ladies >smoothcriminal.gif >"young filly who is your mother? If you were my filly I'd ground you and tan your hide for speaking to some pony like that!" >Aw sheet not again "Chillax bitch no need to get all bent, was just foolin and sheet your ass ain't even that fine anyway. I dont need your stanky raggedy ass up in my baller crib anyway." >Realizing shit maybe fucked you start to dip on this skank >"Wait a minute, I recognize you. You're Twilight's filly arnt you? You can bet your mother will hear about this." >Your mind flashes back to twilight beating you and you question your choice in babes as you flee the scene of the crime
>Be filly >Everypony in Equestria is used to your shenanigans >You have matured so Twi is no longer bitchy >With the years, you ceased to be cute and became beautiful >And having lived a another childhood makes you no longer desire to be the filly >You're content with ending that chapter of your life and see what the future might bring "I'm at peace." >Or not. We live. We die. We live again! Till Valhall!
<"Anon, I told you to study," bookhorse calls. >You lie away from her on your side in your bed. "I am," you say and lift up the book, your reading, from its place on the bed so that smart horse can see it. "This is comfy studying." >Purple chuckle and walked up to you. >She sees how you let one part of the book rest on the bed while holding the other side, and the page your currently reading, up with a hoof. >She nods. <"Respect." "Yeah," you say, give her a smile and look back at the page. <I know a way this techinuqe could be improved upon." "Really? How-" >As you turn around, you're embraced by a pair of soft hooves.
>Thunder rolls across the night sky, rumbling like a hungry dragon >Somewhere in pony ville A purple unicorn yawns as she reads a book by the firelight >The room is quiet except for the crackling of fire wood and the occasional turn of a page >The unicorn pauses to take a sip of her tea as rain starts to patter off the window >A light breeze whistles through the trees and a flash of lightning casts a white glow over lunas perfect knight >The pegasi had been planning this storm for weeks >nestled under the covers a small green filly gentle snoozes >She had a big day today with all of her little friends and was exhausted >A growing boom in the distance signals the storm growing ever closer stirring the filly from her slumber >Slowly sitting up she lets out a loud yawn and stretches, rubbing her eyes she looks around taking in her surroundings >It seems the purple mare had placed her in bed >A crack of thunder shakes the house ever so slightly and the filly slips out of bed in search of purple >Turning another page the purple mare pauses her reading as she hears the soft tap of hoof steps approaching her room as well as the soft squeak of hinges >She pretends not to notice a little filly slipping inside and laying down next to her the young thing quickly falling back to sleep once more >She kisses the little one on the head as she puts down her book, snuggling the filly as the two fall asleep by the fire
The best drawfilly and writefag is (You). Denying it deserves a boop. Accepting also deserves a boop. - High Inquisitor Twilight, Purple, Sparkle 《Article 27: Friendship manuscripts on Xeno interactions》
>Be filly >With your hooves, you lean back and pour an large can of parasprite down your throat. >After your done, you swipe you muzzle with your hoof and relase a large burp. >Snickering into your hoof while thinking about how cool your're, you decide to flatten the can against your forehead. >You hold out one of your hooves and balance the can on it. >Then you smash the can into your forehead, expecting it to go flat as a pancake. >It doesn't. >Instead, it bounces off your head and skips across the floor while making loud metallic sounds. >It hurts where the can hit and you soon feel something hot pour down your face from your forehead. >You touch your face and see how your green hoof now has red stains on it. "Owweee! It hurts!" you scream without thinking. >You regret it right afterwards as you hear thuds from hooves coming from above. >You clench your teeth and look for the remote to the tv but in the dark you can't find it. >You know you put it somewhere in the couch. >Then you feel ice freeze your heart as hoof steps can be heard comming closer down from the other side of the wall, specifically the area of the stairs. >You feel something hard slightly under your flank to your left in the couch. >The remote! >You pick it up and you're just about to zap off the tv when you her a voice just behind you. "What are you doing?" >You finally change channel and zap it off in one go but you feel the tip of our ear being pulled by a force you have come to be familar with. >You hear hoof steps comming closer and closer but they you noticed that they began just outside the room. >`She´ must have just rounded corner. >Maybe all hope wasn't lost. >Due to the tv being shut off the room was now dark. >You turned around as you the sound of hoofsteps just behind you. >The purple glow from her horn was the only thing that lit up her pruple face. >Your mom, Twilight Sparkle, wore an angry look on her face. >You tried to look calm and tried to give her an innocent smile. >You felt more ice emerginf inside your heart as her look of anger change to one of a sadistic grin. "Ehh, hi mom," you say, trying to sound convincingly cheerful. >She seemed to ignore you. <"I saw that the tv was on. Did you finally decide to go back to bed?" she says with a small undertone of sarcasm. >You nod. "Yeah, hehe." You screatch the back of your head with a hoof. "I was just about to call it a night. He." <"Ah, was there something Intentions to continue but knowing myself it might not happen. Need to do something now though so I'll post what I have so far.