This thread typically consists of Anon gone Filly, Now he must venture into his new world of being a cute little filly… for the most part. >What's to be expected? Fillies, Cuteness, Anon-Tier shenanigans, Bitchy Twilight, desires to be the little filly, etc.. >Any Archive of Photos or Stories? Dropbox (Photos): https://www.dropbox.com/sh/h46ituoalc71wp9/AACmTe3H8s10ArK3-5Q_3juqa?dl=0 Stories: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1a4t08j9QfWYnKlivtEHxvvuxHddJy29JOPXuJeQijMY/ >I'm a contributor. Great! For writers, just let Fauvra or President Clop know, so they add it to the doc. For Artist, Animators, and any other, Store them in the Dropbox for future viewing pleasure. >I don't like this thread because of reasons. You'll never know how it is unless you try a dose of filly.
>>107288 Haven't you been following the space broadcast? In cast #872 you find out that it was just sparkling grape juice with a tracking ingredient Twilight planeted that also simulated inebriation.
from /trash/ thread man it already feels more like home >show up in horseland, scared and confused >in the middle of some fucking field, you look around yourself >"hey, faggot!" >you turn to your side, and just over a hill, there's a group of green little fillies, just like you >one waves you over with a smile on her face, and you hesitantly walk towards their picnic blanket >the second you sit on it, she passes a plate over to you >the other fillies glance and smile at you, but are mostly sticking to their own conversations >"glad you could make it, my dude." >she points at the plate >"smuggled bologna sandwich, stick with us and there'll be more where that came from." >a few other fillies grin and nod >but for some reason, their optimism doesn't make you wary or anything >immediately you just feel more… >comfortable. >one filly jumps and hugs another, then a third joins in >"CUDDLEPILE!" >before you know it, all the fillies are hugging each other and cuddling >and before you can process the scene before you, the filly who waved you over grabs your hoof, pulls you into her embrace, and joins the group >you're quickly enveloped in warmth and the softest fluff you've ever had the pleasure of feeling >a few more hooves hug around you, warming your once dead heart and gracing your face with a big smile >you don't know any of these fillies, but you quickly feel safe with them, and hope that this feeling never ends >the filly hugging you catches your smile, and develops one of her own >she squeezes you just a little bit more >"welcome home, brother." >you find yourself brushing your cheek against her chest fluff, and you swear a few of the other fillies beside you are purring >content sighs leave a few of them, but one thing remains the same >they all have a big smile on their face >a happy tear leaves your eye, and you settle down into the pile "i'm home…"
>>107291 >>107291 That may be so, but in the Taiwanese short-wave radio broadcast, the creator confirmed that that due to the filly's lack of magic, the tracking ingredient was broken down differently by her stomach, thus producing amounts of ethanol neccesary for the filly to experience legitimate intoxication. I can do this all night
>>107303 Are you sure you translated the stone tablets correctly? If I recall, there's a rare error in tablet 6 line 37. Makes your tablet worth a fortune, at the cost of the correct information.
>>107303 In the manga it was revealed that the stone tablets were placed there by Discord. All of the information about fillies destiny and alcohol metabolism was made up.
>>107309 My info is also confirmed by the messages in the cosmic background radiation. >>107306 Yeah, I got the emerald edition ones in the original language After 20 years learning it, I'm pretty sure my source is reliable. Anon Filly can't get drunk, and never grows up
>>107309 Forgive me if I have somehow missed a crucial piece of lore, but I thought that Discord was created by the filly when she went back in time in the Japan-only-release of the movie.
When I have the chance to look at Jupiter I'll analyze the moons' positions and cloud patterns to decrypt the 42069th edition greentext for us all to read. Then we can put all these questions to rest.
Pastebin: https://pastebin.com/JReEqH6G >You are Anon, a 27 year old Texan nobody who works at Value Village >Just kidding, you're a filly now! >You wake up in Canterlot Castle 10 years before the return of Luna >After some failed attempts to molest Celestia, you get sent to live with Twilight and family until a better home can be found for your orphaned ass >But not everything here is all peachy >Twilight Sparkle is actually a former human, just like you >Not only that, but there are other former humans, including Lyra (who used to be a Seattle busker), Blossomforth (who used to be a 12 year old, and is now living in Ponyville), and Fizzlepop Berrytwist (who was dropped out of a weather balloon by Twilight for being a communist) >Your school is full of some rather wonderful ponies, but also a few bullies who threatened you with knives (but you stood up to them) >Your memories of your first day in Equestria are partially replaced with Twilight's because her mom erased them. The reason? To make the family forget about an event where Cadence got banned from the house because she was caught having sex with Shining Armor >Also, Velvet was probably replaced by a changeling >You are currently in Canterlot Castle, after having run away from home with Twilight and ratting on the changeling to Celestia >Before you stands a scale model of the castle made out of bubble wrap and cardboard boxes.
You know, technically they're not banned on /mlpol/… you could start them up again.
Also, fucking hell. My university's quarterback shot himself today. I'd say "may he be in Equestria", but his big thing this fall was pulling us out of a 21 point deficit against the Boise State Broncos in the fourth quarter, and winning in triple overtime. He slaughtered those horses.
>>107345 >You are filly >Newest princess in Equestria >The Princess of Friendship a replacement to that other guy because she never did anything >You do not plan on sharing a fate with your predecessor so you develop a plan >Nopony should ever have to go through the crushing loneliness you once felt >So you form the Ministry of Cuddles >You recruit cuddlesluts to work for you >They are ready at a moment's notice to help any suspected loners >They will stop at nothing to fulfill their mission to cuddle the loneliness away >Many cases have led to broken doors and non-consensual cuddling >In the end though, without fail, the missions are always successful >National happiness has risen by 4000% in three months >You are showered with praise and ponies treat you like a god >After a long day of hard work, you're ready for bed >You retreat to your bedroom >On your massive bed lay dozens of ponies in one huge cuddlepile >Out in the streets, one may hear rumors of the fabled Cuddle Sanctuary >It exists. In your bedroom. >Every night you come here to end your day >Jumping up and gently gliding to the middle of the pile >Snuggling close to the ponies nearby >A content sigh escapes your lips >All is good in life
>>107352 Babby is NOT for >rape. Besides, everyone knows that the thing to do is to start out with a cute little anonfilly and then make your own babby together.
>>107353 >Besides, everyone knows that the thing to do is to start out with a cute little anonfilly and then make your own babby together. this makes me see that pic differently man, and imagine that shit? have an anonbabby, but it's actually another anon >the second she's able to speak >"those were the gayest 2 years of my life, what is with you faggots?"
>Be anon filly >by some miracle, you won a bet against all four princesses securing you one guaranteed wish, no questions asked. Make me a princess, and I want ALL the cool attachments too! >now it is time to execute your master plan >every pony within a 3-mile radius is >raped into submission while ponies as far out as 10 miles report feeling violated in some way >every pony that tries to stop you is baited into failing miserably >the entire planet begins to rotate as fausticorn spins in her grave, having committed suicide the instant you attained your powers >a proper day/night cycle is established, putting Celestia and Luna out of power >your newfound abilities drive a massive wedge in between almost every common pony, putting Twilight and Cadance out of power too >Day 38 of being a "princess", equestria has been reduced to a frenzy of >rape, bait, and general shitposting >you think to yourself one thought: Was it worth it? >in the end you come to one answer Yes, it was.
You stand before the front gates of your model castle. It is a fine piece of art and worthy of a hard morning's work. Unfortunately, it is flawed in that it lacks pillows, but you were unable to obtain these without raiding a few bedrooms that you aren't so certain Celestia would appreciate you raiding. Beyond this, it lacks subjects. You report to Twilight the need for subjects, and she agrees.
The two of you run into the hallways searching for guards and other servants.
"Avast ye knaves, we require underlings for the superior Fort Bubblewrap!" >"All hail the glory of Fort Bubblewrap!"
Though you are largely ignored by the few guards wandering around the castle, you manage to catch the attention of one elderly stallion - a janitor. He seems tired from his work and offers to play in your fort as your squire.
>>107372 Bait the janitor into the moat. As he drowns look out into the city, shed a single tear, and whisper “no more scruffies” into the quiet of the night. [ 1d100 = 95 ]
>end up inna questria >as one of the first anons, you get chosen to be part of candy ass' new love initiative thing >pretty much you touch a heart rock, it tells you the lonely pone you're most likely to fall in love with, and it sends her a DM via email magic and shit >instant waifu, pretty dope tbh >get hype and imagine who you'll get >finally your turn >get some pone called emerald clover >wait >she's also a filly >lovehorse says the rock only chooses mares "whose mental-capabilities- yadda yadda yadda" >basically she says if she's chosen, she's legal >and also no backsies >get a chariot to some orphanage >herewego.jpg >go in and give your princess letter to the head orphanage lady >gives you a weird ass look >you just shrug >taken over to a filly's room >"Clover, you have a visitor." >slowly you see one of the fillies stir >a big, messy black mane shifts around, and the green filly sits up slowly, looking around with a tired gaze >her sparkling green eyes quickly find and lock right onto yours >the lady explains why you're here, but it doesn't seem to reach her at all >she's just staring at you, eyes wide in shock and confusion >finally after a few firm calls, the lady gets her attention >"Clover, I'd like you to grab your things, this fine gentlecolt is here to take you." >the last bit of that sentence puts some images in your head >oh fuck don't do that >she sits and looks between you both for a minute, before slowly slinking out of bed and- >-oh my god those hips >she sits down as she sticks her head into a nearby dresser >OH MY GOD THOSE HIPS >you try to look away >christ save you, you shouldn't be thinking about fillies this way >but she's legal >-FUCK it doesn't matter, you must stay pure! >-but it's not earth anymore- >PURE! >you can't help it and look anyways >both cutie marks with the view you're getting, a question mark on both of her flanks >her round, perfectly squeezable flanks- >FUCK >blinking a few times, you notice the lady noticing you noticing her hips >she quickly looks away from you >what you don't notice is the filly walking towards you, items in tow >on her back is a toothbrush, a brush brush, and… a suit? >much bigger than her, almost your size >weird >"Ready to go?" >she looks up at you again, then at the pone lady >"Y…yes, ma'am." >her voice is soft, and oddly a lot less squeaky than you thought it would be >sounds almost like a teen would, but she's clearly a filly >she just sounds… >well, more mature. >you follow pone lady, do paperwork, and leave the place with her. >then you just look at each other "S-so, uh… nice to meet y-you." >she just stares at you blankly >then she blinks >"Real smooth, faggot." >you freeze >did you just hear that right? >"I know why you're here, I got the gay letter." >a frown immediately graces her face >"Now, I don't fucking know what kind of shit is going down in that goddamn frozen meth kingdom over there, but I can tell you right now that THIS- this match shit, isn't happening. I'm not a fucking queer, I love horse snatch, and I'm not taking any dick just because some shitty fucking art project decided that one thing in common means we should bone, you got that?" >your mouth moves, but nothing comes out >"Oh, and don't think I didn't fucking notice you looking at my ass earlier, you goddamn nigger. This shit is for ME to enjoy, so you can fuck off and get whatever kind of damn perverted thoughts you had in that melon of yours and fucking forget them, capisci?" >you dumbly nod, unable to get any other words out >"Good, now take me to whatever home you have and shit. You just signed the adoption papers, so my well being is on your fuckin' head now." >she starts to walk, and you can only stand there for a moment >"…TODAY, FAGGOT!" >slowly your brain starts, and you catch up with the little filly >what the fuck have you gotten yourself into? i actually didn't mean for this to be so long, but somebody should take the general idea of this prompt n shit, i wanna see the feels and conflict and comfy times all these stories about twiggles and horse kids, but nothing about anon and anonfilly?
I want to live my life with anon. I want to spend every waking moment with her. Holding her in my arms, petting her fur and stroking her mane. Idly playing with her little hoovsies as she sits in my lap. Cuddling. Snuggling like we've both always wanted to. Just being together. Just sitting next to each other in front of the fire even. Basking in her warmth. Comforted by her presence. Strengthened by her love.
I want to be with her. I want to love her like I've always wanted to love. I want to be loved like I've always needed to be loved. Nothing would make me more free than to be completely dependent on the little filly, and I know she would feel the same. I want to give her my soul, as she gives me hers. I want to fuck her. I want to please her. To lavish her little body in so much attention. I want to taste her. Smell her. Feel her. Hear her. I want to please her. Make her cum. I want to cum inside her.
I want to marry her. Dedicate myself to her. Support her. Breed her. I want to hold her close as my seed takes. I want to fill her fertile womb. I want to make her a mother. The mother of my child. My princess. My goddess; creator of life. My little angel. And together, we will have a wonderful, beautiful family. All from my wonderful, beautiful filly.
>>107457 >Ywn carefully check the labels for every item you buy for babby, making sure that they don't contain any potentially detrimental toxic chemicals
>>107460 I think Equestria would be a lot safer for things like that, but it's good to be careful. Also, babby is still an Anon, so she should have some idea of what's safe to put in her mouth.
Like do you people actually unironically want to be turned into a child cartoon pony so you can be fucked or "bred" by people from /mlpol/ or you yourself fuck an /mlpol/ user that has been turned into a little filly? Do you realize how ridiculous that is This is by far the most degenerate thread on /mlpol/ I mean it combines fucking pedophilia, transformation, beastiality and/or xenophilia and whatever other fetshes you might have and Tbh I gagged a lil bit upon discovering this thread Please consider psychiatric help and reevaluate your life of you unironically browse this general and look at anon filly pictures
>>107460 >>107467 >Be Babby >Still getting used to Babby things >Twilight is taking care of you at the castle >She's spent the day preparing your room >Taking her damn time with it, too >After an eternity, she finally brings you to your room >And that's when you see it >Fucking padding everywhere >No corner left uncovered >Soft carpet floor >No small things in sight >A god damn crib >Does she think you're stupid enough to leap off your bed like a suicide jumper? >You aren't that depressed >"So, what do you think?" >You turn and give her a look of pure hatred >She's taken aback >"D-did I forget something?" >Fucking Purple
>>107493 no u, i edited that like 2 times to make it less like a mare FINE, is THIS to your filly standards? >>107495 yeah, she isn't. she's an entertainer.
>>107503 The picture is clearly a callback to Season 4 episode 5, In which the filly had to go undercover to discover Little League's true intentions towards human Anon, the meeting place being a strip club.
when i cuddle my filly plush, i get fuzzy feelings that no other pone has ever given me i have no doubt that she's truly my waifu if so, when did you faggots figure out that filly was the one for you?
>>107539 When Scruffy started kicking her ou, only then i noticed how much i cared about her, not in a sexual way thpugh since ponies arent for sexual Wish i had noticed how much i cared sooner though, she acute
>Be me >Phonefagging writefagging >Battery dies, over 4k chars written >Internally REEEing intensifies >Boot phone back up on charger and reopen last tabs >Everything written is also loaded back up Fuck, i love firefox mobile now
>>107524 Maybe orange filly is the original from this dimension and then the green filly got teleported by black magic or something, screw it here s a prequel
———————————- >You wake up to see your front hooves sprawled in the floor >The castle walls spinning all around, even though you re laying down >And a headache like no other before >Even when you got drunk in this filly body, which was the most washed you ever gotten, it still wasnt this bad >Just what the fuck did purple do to you this time? >With a grunt you try to get up >Your body refuses any cooperation and you slide back down to your previous position >"..A..n….r…e.e?" >You think you heard something but it sounds so far away you- >"ANON!" "Gah! It wasnt my fault, Rainbow Dash dared me to..oh its just you purple" >Even after holding your head away from the ground for so little time your neck doesnt feel like staying straight >So you lay it back down to try and lessen the pain >"Again Anon? I told you to not go pranking with Rainbow, somepony will end up hurt if you two keep going like that" >You dont even acknowledge her as her voice only worsened your headache >"Sigh, come, lets get that green paint off your fur" >Now that got your attention… "Paint? Are you high or something?" >"Im not on the mood for your jokes today Anon, just get up and come with me" "Fuck off" >"Why you little-" - She spoke while levitating your body to her >But something made her stop mid air, almost dropping you to the ground >"W-what is this Anon? This isnt…your entire aura is different" >You re just happy the she picked you up again after that magic relapse >You feel like you re in bad enough shape already even without another fall >Wait what was that about wrong aura again? >A spell washes past you and you re left with a sensation of being violated >"This isnt paint… the green fur is real, and the green eyes, the different aura…" "What the fuck are you on about?" >At this time it was obvious that she wasnt talking to you, looking straight ahead instead >"But she talks just like Orange Hornet, unless…" >The castle front door blows open as an orange filly comes running with toilet paper stuck on her fur >"S-sorry purple, Pinkie Pie just didnt let me go, i didnt want to be late again i swear!" >The running filly then opened her eyes just in time to not crash into you, coming to a stop almost perfectly to your side >The silence was so thick you could feel it >For once, surprisingly, Twilight was the first to recover from it all >"You know what? No. Im not dealing with this today. Buck you Anon, im going to drink a milkshake and i want an explanation for this when im back" >With that she angrily walked outside and slammed the door behind her >"Who the fuck are you?" "Shut up" >"Make me faggot, what the fuck are you doing on my castle?" "Oh so you are a pimp with a castle now? I bet that with a name like that you- argh" >You headache came back full force with the arguing, forcing you to cover your ears with your hooves >"You better be more careful with that edge cunt" "Just shut up you filthy slut" >"No u!" >You two just kept staring each other angrily for a while waiting for the other to say another witty remark >Finally your headache started to relent, so you took your forehooves off your head and tried to get up again >"So are you a changeling or what? Pretty sure you missed the colours by a mile fam" "Har har, funny, i could say the same to you fag, too bad you took the wrong..name….as well…" >It only then that dawns on you how Twilight actually knew Orange Hornet but not you nor your REAL fake name >Well its not like Green Hornet is too far from that but still- >"1488" >The orange filly clone states while closing in on you, a curious eyebrow raised and cutting off your thoughts >You re both also the same size so maube you could take her on if a fight happened >Whenever your body got better that is, your footing wasnt that firm yet >"Answer me faggot, 1488" "What the fuck do you want me to tell you? Idiot!" >"Nope, not another anon, definetly a malfunctioning changeling…" >The orange filly said that very low to herself, yet you still managed to hear part of it >But before you could say anything she headbutted you back into the ground >Seeing that she was serious you quickly blurted out the first thing that came to mind that could answer that, before she could strike again "I want to cum inside Rainbow Dash" >… >She just stood still, locking her orange eyes on yours with defiance >"Meh, close enough, lets go to my room, the walls have ears" >She said, walking off to the stairs "Fuck you, you re not my boss" >"Its not like you have a choice, unless you want to be punished by purple when she gets back" That made you roll back on your belly and stare at her >She already had a hoof on the first step but had stopped to see whatever you would do >Considering how suspicious she was of you yet, you decided it was better to play along "Ugh fine, but im not following orders around" >"My castle, my rules, now lets go before Starlight comes around" >With that both fillies headed to the guest bedroom ———————————- >So why cant i write it? Im not a /pol/ack, only thing i know of /mlpol/ is from the actual fusion way back in april, so i wouldnt be able to actually do orange filly justice This is a much bigger prequel than i explected tbh, but hopefully its not way too shit
>>107586 It was petty good. Only one obvious spelling mistake. Orange as a /pol/ack that likes mlp or at least that was my impression was a good choice. If you continue consider taking advantage of the fact that this is a different dimension. In example, turning some of the characters into outlandish caricatures of what they are in the show. Just my 2 cents though.
>>107570 but i'm shit with stories, 'tis just a prompt for some glorious writefag to swoop in for and i still haven't finished the one green i was doing and anything other than a one shot turns my writing into fucking trash real quick
>>107595 nigga thats what i always do then either it becomes so shit that everyone loses interest in it, or people still stick with it until I lose interest in it
>>107591 I know how you feel… Decided to try namefagging for once, I'll keep it to the story unless it's neccesary otherwise though. Posts marked with a 'What do?' are standard CYOA format, and posts not marked with one indicates I'm currently working on the next section, or will work on it at some point. With all that out of the way, enjoy. >The main lesson consists of the conflict from that one Hearth's Warming episode, excepting the fact that it goes more into political relations than the episode did. >It interests you just enough to get you to put down the book and listen in for a bit. >Not to mention the fact that you don't want to fail one of the few subjects you don't have as much of a natural edge in. >Despite still being horrible at writing with your mouth, the rest of the day passes uneventfully, and you soon find yourself waiting for Twilight once again. >League left as soon as the bell rang, and Sweetie cited a prior engagement with Rarity. >"Hey, faggot." "No you." >"Is that all you say?" "No. You." >At least her lackey had already left. >Come to think of it, it was just the two of you out here now… >Apparently she notices this as well as she slams her hoof into your cheek. >Hard. >You lose your balance and fall over onto your back, thanking your lucky stars she didn't aim for the ribs. >"Pathetic. I can see why a moron like you would just wander off into the Everfree alone." >Don't retaliate. >"I never thought Twilight's daughter would be such a weakling." >She's just trying to piss you off so she can get you suspended. "Ha. As if. I'm no daughter of that bitc-" >She slams her hoof into your other cheek. >She stood over you, smiling menacingly. >"You really shouldn't talk that way about the Princess of Friendship." >Despite the pain in your ribs and in your mouth, you laugh. "Is that really all you have? Basic psychological tactics and a few thrown punches? Look kid, I can read you like a book. You're trying to piss me off so that I'll fight back. Once that's said and done, you'll go home and cry to your parents about me, and get me suspended. While I appreciate the effort, you aren't saying anything I haven't heard a thousand times before from pe- ponies of a much higher caliber than you are. Go home, kid. You're not going to get shit done here today." >She looks at you, obvously trying to hide the stunned look in her eyes. "Your type are a dime a dozen. At least you were lucky enough to be born into wealth, that should give you a good four years after we finish school before your parents boot you out and you have to work at the local McDon- Hayburger." >Damn these ponies and their term twisting. >You wrap your forelegs behind your head, fully exposing the bandages you had partially covered. >Big mistake. >She throws a punch which you just barely manage to dodge, it connecting with your side as opposed to your ribs. >Hurts like a bitch, but it's better than the alternative. >You get into a standing position as quickly as possible, managing to avoid being knocked back over. >No way you were letting your ribs get fucked up twice in one week. >You glance back, seeing your assailant not far behind you. >You whimper a bit despite yourself, not sure how the fuck you're going to get out of this one. >What do?
>>107598 There is a planned plot point involving the filly attempting to kill purple. I haven't yet decided whether I want to do an AU portion where it goes through, and AU portion where it doesn't go through, probably the latter considering the overwhelming majority that wanted her dead. Regardless, the filly will likely start gathering the neccesary materials to do so soon, I just pushed it to the backburner for a bit in favor of filly shenanigans. Keep in mind that if Purple does save the filly here, it would make her less likely to go through with her plan, so choose wisely based on what you want to happen.
>>107603 Nothing is concrete yet. Keep in mind I'm trying to do a hybrid clusterfuck between a CYOA and a traditional green, so most of the shit I have 'planned' is subject to change. Please don't leave me.
>>107597 >>107600 Yea lets wait for purple, cant wait to see DT being screwed over by OOC Twiggles, she may be an abusive mom, but she s our mom I bet she wants dibs on the filly agression
>>107600 In any case, remember this: Guns beat shields. Kinetic shields and energy shields are seperate things. Guns would go straight through a magic (energy) shield.
Rolled 42 >>107607 Also rollin since i forgot on my post
>>107598 >>107604 >>107609 >>107611 Watch a real filly should roll you faggots, also if over 80 i better get a drawfag to draw a pic of filly(ies) rolling some dice please
>>107590 Yea it was a /mlpol/ filly, but like i said i need to lurk more to know the culture, memes and stuff to actually write her better, glad it was good enough to be noticeable at least >Implying it wasnt just the "1488"
Anyway what s the name for mlpolfags? Like >/mlp/ = nor/mlp/eople >/pol/ = /pol/ack /mlpol/ = "nor/mlpol/ack" ?
>>107592 Thanks, I have an idea that i ll be more comfortable than shooting on the dark with orange filly but hope someone picks that up If not maybe i ll get back to it someday Probably not
>>107618 Ugh… just read that, and I've already typed out the next update. Tell you what, your flag is pretty rare. You can redeem that role at another time, if you so choose to.
>>107597 >There don't seem to be any ponies around that you could seek out for help so you just begin to run frantically, calling Diamond a cunt over your shoulder and zigzagging a bit, though you're not sure how effective that is. >You greatly overestimated your stamina, and begin to slow considerably after a little while, while DT maintains a steady pace. >After a jog through about half of Ponyville, you collapse. >A shadow moves towards you. >"Pathetic." >"What the fuck are you doing to my daughter?!" >"Ms. Sparkle I-" >"Princess Sparkle, you little shit. If I see you near Clover again, well, let's just say that it wouldn't be my first time experimenting on a minor." >She gulps and runs off. >"H-hey, Anon. Were you a good filly today?" >You immediately wrap her in a hug, forgetting just for a moment about all of the pain she's caused you in the last few days. >She smiles, returning the gesture. >Do you really want to kill her? >(What do?)
>suddenly an anonfilly shows up in your room >after a reality check and a few questions, you find out she was an anon who just an heroed >wary of you and your advances, you already notice her tearing up how would you help her to become happy?
>>107625 If she just offed herself, she needs comfort more than anything. Bring her over to your bed and Cuddle the fuck out of her until she lets out all of her pent up sadness.
>>107622 Well, it works just like you described as a energy shield, but unlike it being pretty much non existant to matter like it implied on your post it repels stuff. What would be the point to energy shields if even some measly pistol shots could simply go through without a problem?
Also i think that magic shields being nothing more than an AoE repelant doenst sound too far off tbh
>>107625 Grab her by the p- chest fluff and tell her that there s no god here, only I, then share some montain dew with her Meanwhile hide anything that she could use to kys
>>107629 I was more referring to how impossibly fast you would have to react to put up a shield in that situation.
Anyways, with that sort of thing surface area is a huge factor. You can make a shield that can stop a car at highway speed, but a rifle round has, per square inch, more kinetic energy behind it.
>>107621 Feel free to suggest things for the filly to do after she wakes up, no need to roll though. I'm going to leave off here for the night and let you all ponder the implications of offing 'OOC' Twilight. Yes, it's an alternate universe. You can stop calling her that, she was never meant to be in-character. "Y-yes." >Damn filly emotions, you're starting to tear up. >You just let it happen as you bury your face in her chest and begin to sob. >Sure, she's an abusive cunt who kidnapped you from your world for her studies, but if she hadn't been there, you would be dead right now. >"Shh… shh… let it all out. I'm here now." >And she's all you have now. "S-she knocked me over, a-and then she t-tried to b-break my ribs again…" >"I'll see to it that she's taken care of." She gently lifts you with her magic, carefully lying you down belly-up on her back. >Could this be all she wants, just a filly to take care of? >No… you'd be crazy if you conformed to this! >Aaaaaah! >You can't fucking decide! >You feel yourself slowly drifting off to the rhythmic movements of Twilight's back. >Your last thought before slipping into a deep sleep is that you never thought you'd ride a pony Non-sexually. >…
The old pony, as it turns out, was a pretty fun guy, and you manage to kill a few more hours playing as "princesses and squire" in Fort Bubblewrap with him before you inevitably get bored and betray him. As he stands guard at the Fort's gate, you conspire with your co-princess Twilight to cast him into the moat, where he is eaten alive by alligators. He screams in terror as the nefarious reptiles - made from green pillows that you snagged from another room - sink their teeth into his soft pony flesh.
Speaking of reptiles, you realize that you may have left Spike back at home. Your heart almost seizes as you worry about whether or not he might be okay. These fears are soon alleviated, however as you see Princess Cadence walk into the room with Spike slumped across her back. >"So… how are you girls doing?"
Rolled 66 >>107631 But muzzles are also larger than a nose, unless she was friggin cat sized or maybe even then If you did type that with your nose then good job thou
>>107633 Well on the first panel it says that shields are invisible to humans so i always supposed that it was already cast right then, only being more focused on a side on second panel when it says to "imeddiately summon on opposing direction"
About the size of the magic shield wouldnt be just the surface area, since it d give constant deceleration on the bullet, therefore being more effetive than a energy shield. Still its power is certainly just guess work because magic n shiz
>>107635 Boop OOC Twilight to cure her from the OOC syndrome because she s being quite OOC Also Twilight is pretty darn OOC there m8 >pic
>>107632 >You try and >Rape the filly >But being >Raped is her fetish >But if she s enjoying and allowing it then it isnt >Rape, much less your >Rape fetish >And if you re not doing it then she cant satisfy her fetish either >Tfw perfect for each other yet the worst for each other needs
>>107586 Shoulda gone with a different name for filly. Like Orange Peel. That way she could go by OP all the time, what with being a humongous faggot and all.
>>107619 Clearly that picture is both fake and gay. Ponies aren't even that big, how am I supposed to believe any of it if they can't even get that right?
>>107647 >Live alone >Can no longer work for a living or appear in public at all for fear of abduction by shady government types >Run out of internet >Run out of power >Run out of water >Run out of food >Die before the first three even become a problem
Die, I guess is what I'd do, what happens to my now filly corpse isn't my problem after that.
>>107641 >If you did type that with your nose then good job thou That swiping shit would come in really handy. >Still its power is certainly just guess work because magic n shiz What is this? An anon being reasonable?
>>107651 >tfw moved out of the dorms and into my own apartment, and have a rather chill housemate Honestly, the bigger thing to be of concern for me would be establishing legal personhood of my new self, and explaining to certain authorities when I replace my IDs that yes, I am the person pictured here, even though I look completely different.
I'd probably have to start off with emails to the Nonhuman Rights Project and SETI, along with a few senators… and then creating a temporary fix by creating a corporation and legally establishing myself as both owner and property of said corporation.
>>107647 Walk out into the middle of a crowded city so that there's too many witnesses for the government to disappear me. Once they arrive though, go with them willingly; I'm sure they'd be more interested in bloodwork, DNA sequencing, and CAT-scans than dissection.
>You slowly trudged home, Twilight's wing blocking the wind, and just a little tired from your long day >"Did you have fun with your friend? You weren't mean, were you?" she asked "Mmmhmmm. And no, I was a perfect little filly" >You moved a little and walked closer to Twiggles, eager to share some warmth on this unusually cold night. >"That's wonderful. His mom wasn't mean to you?" >loadedquestion.png "Naw, I love her, she's super-nice and makes great spaghetti." >You heard Twilight grumble to herself >Wait, was she JEALOUS? >"W-well, of course she's not as nice to you as she is to Button, mothers love their foals more than anypony else ever could. Don't feel bad about being less important to her." >Nice try Purple, years of ignoring (((Their))) propaganda made you immune to memetic attack >"Don't worry, you have your own mama to love you." she paused for a bit to nuzzle you, and walked on >Wait, why the fuck didn't she just teleport both of you home? >Probably wanted more physical contact
>>107656 >Be Twilight >You neared home, Nonny shivering at your side >She was so cute >Maybe Anon shouldn't spend more time with Button, at least at his house >You didn't want her getting too close to Tender Heart >You didn't want her finding another mother figure. She was YOUR filly, nopony else could have her >Maybe if you and Glimmer became a couple you'd be willing to share a bit >You'd be the alpha mom, of course >You opened the door to the Friendship Catle, appreciating the draft of warm air that greeted you >But how to seperate Nonny from Button without another Aryanne scenario? >… >Maybe… maybe you could manipulate Tender into being mean to Anon to spoil any potential relationship between the two >You could work on that later. Your filly was chilly. >With a little magic, a fire burst out in the fireplace, and Nonny scooched over to it, eager for the warmth "Alright Sweetie, I'm gonna make you some hot soup, then you need a bath." >Anon made a sad moaning noise >Fillies. >You levitated a pot under the sink spout, and listened to the water pour into it >Fwwwwwoooooooooooossshhhh……….. >You were sure that she had already eaten, but Anon usually had a second dinner anyway >You took this moment to appreciate your life >You had friends, family, and a filly >Life was great. >You lifted the pot onto the stove and lit the magical fire, pouring ingredients into the water >Powdered broth, noodles, carrot slices, and lots of salt >Anon LOVED salt. >Quite unhealthy, really.
>>107657 >In just a few minutes, a warm pot of soup had been cooked "Anon! Dinner!" >"Can I eat it in here??" you heard her voice echo in "You sit down at the table right now young filly!" >You used a ladle to scoop soup into a bowl, and slid it onto the table. A glass of water followed soon after >Anon pulled the chair out and hopped onto it, sitting on her haunches >"Th-thank you." "I'm sorry, what was that?" you asked with a smirk >"I said THANKS, I'm not gonna say it again." >She promptly began scooping up soup and eating it with a regular rhythm >You pulled out a chair on the opposite side and twisted it around, sitting on it, your head resting on your hooves which were nestled on top of the chair's back >It was half a minute before Nonny responded >"Uh… d'ya need something Purple?" "No, I just like to watch you eat. It makes me feel happy." >So you sat in silence, watching her scoop and eat the dinner YOU had provided, until her bowl was empty "Do you want more sweetie?" >"…Naw. I'm good." "Okay, go clean your dishes, and I'll start the bath >You teleported to the upstairs bathroom (this shit was convenient) >You turned on the bathtub, plugging the drain when the temperature rose to comfy levels >After a few moments, the water had filled to a satisfactory degree "Anon!! Your bath is ready!!" >You hear her yell something unintelligible, followed by a scampering noise as she climbed the stairs at a jogging pace >She walked into the bathroom shyly, still not comfortable living in your home "Here, let me take the collar off." >Anon edged closer to you and leaned her head down, exposing her neck to you >It was unecessary, it was magically sealed >With just a thought, the collar expanded, and Nonny shook her head, the collar falling onto the floor with a *clunk* "C'mon, get in." >She slowly trotted to the bathtub edge, penetrating the surface of the warm water with a hoof >Satisfied with the temperature, she slid into the tub, careful not to disturb the water >She sat there a minute before noticing your continued existence >"Uh… you okay there Purple?" "…I told you to call me Mommy." >"Can you go? I'm trying to bathe here." >… >"*sigh* MOMMY, can you please leave?" "Why? It's not like you're wearing any less than you were before." >"Well I'd feel better if you left." "But then who would wash you, silly filly?" >"I can wash myself." she said with dejection, as if she already knew what was gonna happen next "Well, I say you can't." You moved closer >"…Let's just get this over with." >You held a shampoo container between your hooves and sprayed it over her head, and proceeded to rub it through her mane >She tried not to coo as the soap was lathered into her scalp >Soon you had finished that part of her body "Come on, time for your tail." >You loved this part >Seeing her so vulnerable, so exposed >It was proof she trusted you >Well, not willingly, but still >You poured more soap into your hooves, and rubbed it into her tail generously, using her plot as a backboard >Eventually your filly had been scrubbed from mane to hoof, and hopped out of the soapy tub >You unplugged the tub with your magic, grabbing a towel from the counter >You scooped up your daughter in the towel, and sat down, cradling her in your hooves, her head peeking out from inside the linen fabric "Anon?" >"Y-yeah?" "I love you." >… "Say it." >… >"I love you, Twilight" she answered in a begrudging tone >Well, it was a start
>>107658 >Be Anonfilly, the next morning, sitting at the breakfast table >The Crystal Meth Castle had like four tables dedicated to eating >Anyway, you had just finished up a hearty, healthy breakfast of Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bombs™ >And, lo and behold, Twilight came out of the stairwell to the basement >You personally knew there was a prison cell down there "Hey Pur- Twilight", you put on your prettiest smile, "Can I go to Button's house?" >He was a pretty cool colt, plus he had some vidya >"Mmmm…" you could see her mulling it over, "Nope. You and I are having fun today" >Fuck. >Somehow you knew it wouldn't be 'fun' for you >Be Anon >You sat in a clean, well-furnished bookstore smack dab in the middle of Canterlot's famous Prominẽ Boulevard, the shop probably older than most governments >It was surprisingly modern on the inside; clean tables, new carpet and of course, shelves of books on the walls that reminded you a bit too much of home. >Smelled like coffee, of course >The chair you sat in was comfy, the cushions covered with some kind of denim padding; alongside it sat shopping bags full of leg-high stockings, bedsheets, and fancy chocolates (the only store you'd enjoyed visiting.) >Your tum-tum was still full of free samples >The table in front of you was littered with dozens of books you'd shot down >"Origins of Equiish Linguistics", its cover without image or illustration; "Rock On!", featuring a bored-looking earth pony on the cover -presumably the author-; and "Achievements and Inventions of Zebras" (an incredibly small tome) >Jesus purple, find something I would like >"Are you SURE you don't want any nonfiction??" she yelled from behind a bookcase. "Yes, Twilight! I already hate this life enough." >She peers out from behind a bookshelf, giving you an icy stare and speaking in a harsh whisper >"Anon! Don't say things like that!" >You grumble noncommittaly >You weren't a suicidefag anyway >"How about this one?" Twilight asked, floating over a small, pink book from the 'Self-Help' section >You grabbed it in your hooves and looked down >"How to Make Friends." with a smiling colt and filly standing next to each other, obviously friends and/or fuckbuddies "…I don't need this." you said, throwing the book gently down at your (metaphorical) feet >"Well, I just thought that maybe you'd like to brush up and learn some pony mannerisms, and try to expand your horizons a bit." "But I've already got two friends." >"But wouldn't you like MORE?" she asked with a smile "Not really." >She turned down to look at a low shelf, hiding her disappointment >Although… more friends meant more time outside the Castle >You paused "Well…" >Her face looked up back at you "Will you buy their birthday presents?" >"Sure!" she brightened noticeably "Done." >The two of you shook hooves, and in but a moment you were standing out on the sidewalk, another bag added to the floating mass
>>107692 >implying ponk wouldn't just show off her collection of socks and stockings before giving her some fluffy pink ones that hug her thighs nicely with the extra length, then have a sock/stocking party with all the fillies and colts from her school >>107698 australia quit ruining everything
>>107721 Since it is a flat color edit, he was probably able to simply scale the color layer to the dimensions of the new picture. Since there was no complicated shading or anything, no detail was lost.
>>107721 GIMP 2 here First I edit colors->levels to make the darks darker and the lights ligter. Then I add a seprate white layer for color below the sketch and change the color blending mode (above the layer opacity slider) of the sketch layer to multiply. Now you can just add color to the blank layer and it goes under the outlines. I use the magic wand to select an area on the sketch and then select->grow the selection so it overlaps the outlines and allows you to do the bulk of the coloring with bucket fill.
>>107726 >I use the magic wand to select an area on the sketch and then select->grow the selection so it overlaps the outlines and allows you to do the bulk of the coloring with bucket fill. The grow selection thing is a fucking godsend. I use it to clean up transparent edits. Select transparent, grow by a few pixels, color to alpha. Helps get rid of those shitty white artefacts on black outlines.
holy fuck i just had a short dream that i was a filly back in school, and i had a project to make a video for some shit. you had to have a partner, and i was going around deciding why most of the pones available were shit. for some reason bulk biceps was one, and my thing was just that he had practically no fur and real dry skin. but despite that, he offered to help me find a partner that i could record the thing with. also i was able to stop time for some reason, and i did so to look at some porn that was posted on a school bulletin.
"Eh, not bad. You?" >"Oh, you know. The usual. Wake up to Celestia knocking on my door telling me I'm not allowed to leave the castle or contact Shiny and the family as a matter of national security. The usual."
You almost forgot that she lived in the castle. She spends so much time around Shining and Twilight it's almost as if she's part of the family. >"Spent most of the day just reading a trashy rom-com to pass the time until Celestia comes back. Got hungry and decided to drop in on the kitchen, and you know, I find the most interesting tidbit of information from our chef… a little green filly threw up all over his floor. Which leaves me with just one question… do you two know what the heck is going on?"
(had to start all over again because of a misplaced backspace… got everything lost) >be me >outside, looking at the trees covered with snow >thinking, meditating about stuff >standing on a bench in the park with a "Magic Of Physics" book >i'm just bored, it's winter, got nothing to do. >it's a book i recovered from the remains of what used to be the Ponyville's Library >now there's just a huge tree all in glass and polished rock and no library, it all belongs to Princess Twilight >but i dont'care >notice somepony exiting the castle >not paying attention much, still in my thoughts >notice something… look further >a green earth pone with an interrogation mark CM >shit that's this pony we used to talk about earlier, she's still here >we used to have her in class, she didn't last for a long time here >she usually hangs with the mane six but no one really knows where she's from. >DiamondTiara came up with all kind of rumors. Borderline paranoia. >Her paranoia contaminates everypony's brain. Like she would be a changeling or some kind of ET, or spy. or not even a pony. >I want to think rationally. I don't believe in no conspiracy, only facts. >still looking at this filly trotting. >hide my face behind the book >act like I don't pay attention >she's heading inthe city >looking there and there, like she's trying to act normal and all smiling. >it's true her behavior looks more of a colt than a filly, which I always found strange. >there's indeed something strange with this filly >i'm also pretty weird myself. >I'm fascinated by everything strange. I want to know, not to imagine things. >maybe I should try first to know where she lives. >reminds me of that black filly alicorn who Twilight used to keep. >she definitively prepared her succession, classic in Monarchies. >But an earth pony? why? >decide to go and start investigating, or know more, like on a mission for her Royal Majesty >need some soundtrack in my head https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vRAQZcD_-ZY >raise glasses and wait for Anon to take some distance "All units; this is Double Sierra, target on the move, heading sector 2-0-4, engaging pursuit of the subject, over." >And I'm now roleplaying as a spy. or secret agent of some kind, that will be interesting to know what this filly's doing here and who she is with. >get up from my position and engage the pursuit. >stalk her from a safe distance, so she can't see or notice me or anypony else. >other ponies go with their everyday stuff. moving snow away from their part of the streets… >Anon's trotting faster, yet not much skilled, almost gliding on the ice like a young filly. >she's slowing down. gonna look back. >I'm rushing behind wood stairs next to a building, holding my breath so she won't see me. >she feels like someone's looking at her, looking around >and turned right, on a small street. I'm following her. >a few meters later, nopony. a dark street, with wet pavements as I expected I could track her hoofsteps on the snow. >go further in, look around, nopony.
>>107766 >left or right? i imagine she turned left. let's go. >okay that's a no issue path… HQ, I've lost visual contact. I say again, lost visual contact with target. >hear something behind me >turn back "Ah!" Anon:"Ah indeed!" "You scared me!" Anon:"Oh really?" "Just enough to make me shout a well known onomatopea. Hello! Oh, I know you!" Anon:"Sure, you've been stalking me from the park, I wonder why" >deny everything "er excuse me, I'm looking for an electronics shop, I have a computer and it's got two fried transistors, I got told it was in this street" >Anon looks at me all weirded out Anon:"A computer? You… You don't have a computer, Twilight did the right thing warning me about fillies like you, you're a creep." >okay change of plans "Well, yeah I might have been a bit curious about you" Anon:"Why? What do you want… SilverSpoon, that's right?" "Well, you look interesting, smart and I was a bit shy or wanted to look like a creep or something but now I can ask you if you want, would you…" >Anon makes a grumpy face, kind of furious and confused at me as I remember I got a few bits on my saddlebag "Would you care for an ice cream or a muffin or something?I'm inviting you, I just had the bits for parts to fix and" >Anon looks surprised Anon:"what's the trap?" "Why would there be a trap? If you don't want it's okay I can understand." >look around at the old buildings and closed shops "visibly it was here but it's closed. ah well, okay I better get home, sorry for making you feel like, I was stalking you or something" >Move away slowly, looking uninterested. Anon:"Wait, you know, I don't really mind at all after all." >She's coming on my direction. Score! I can't believe this trick works on fillies the same way it works with colts. >smile "No need to introduce you the sugarcube corner, right" Anon:"I'm kind of hungry so yeah. That's fine for me." >We're walking together, chatting and talking "You know, don't listen to what other says." Anon:"Aha? What do they say?" "Oh when they talk about me they claim I'm a bully, a weirdo, some kind of future evil scientist, things like that." Anon:"Hah, I thought they were talking shit about me. oh I thought they were talking about me…" "Occasionally, it's been a while we haven't seen you in class but since you're studying with Twilight, we don't ask questions." >Must keep getting familiar with her, she's interesting. If I gain her trust I will be able to know everything. And that will definitively piss off DiamondTiara and every other filly. >Excellent strategy. >we're entering the Sugarcube Corner, and I'm ordering for her. >Pinkie's acting all weird, all's fine. I'm ordering a chocolate milkshake, she's ordering a few crepes.
"So where are you from, exactly?" Anon:"A small town, called um, Springfield, it's in Oregon. For personal reasons I'm just keeping the rest for myself."
Rolled 76 >>107765 Motion to Twilight to get her to explain everything. Go along with whatever she comes up with. If Twilight wants you to explain, attempt >rape on Cadence.
>>107778 Because of its suggestiveness, the eggplant emoji is often used in sexting. The eggplant emoji has become so associated with the penis that people even use the word eggplant as a stand in, or euphemism for, the word penis.
>>107787 man i wish skitter would draw moar filly i like how much he drew in our time of need when the shit was going down, but moar routine fillies would be great and he still needs to make a lewd filly
>>107776 Because that's how I roll, insolent vermin! Also adding the same > on every line is becoming pointless and repetitive if not discomforting.
>>107785 Anonfilly would digivolve into Anonmon, imagine a two legged creature, with claws, but a bit like a dragon, no fur, and with all kind of mystic powers. Why not male also? all green but no face, because anonmon doesn't need to see, he can sense digital information, and hack into it.
>>107768 >shit did I said that out loud? >Anon stares at me with her milkshake, and some electronic piano music playing in the background Anon:"Ponymon?" "Yeah, it's a fiction of course, about characters created in a computer simulation becoming sentient, evolving and figthing, and there's some fillies called "tamers" they're kind of hackers. >Anon's rolling her eyes Anon:"Aren't you some kind of weeaboo or furry to watch this anime?" >I have no idea what she meant. "Absolutely! You too?" >Anon smiles gently, looks a bit embarrassed. Anon:"Well..I'm into ponies. A bit too much into ponies. Also since we're talking about stuff, I've always been wondering, where do you live?" "Just a few streets away outside the city before the forest. And you? You told me you're only here temporarily because your parents are busy but you've been here for a long time!" Anon:"It's a long, and complex story, I'm just helping Twilight with you know, books and…magic and stuff so I live in a room she offers to me while I'm here. Wanna visit it?" >hide your smile Silver "Sure, why not?" >We're trotting out of the Sugarcube corner, a tempest of snow is hitting. >We reach destination anyways. There's a nice fireplace in the hall, >I'm following her, we're climbing a few floors >indeed that's a complete apartment she managed to install in the ceiling of a house "I really like it, that's… that's original!" Anon:"Glad you like it. So let's be honest to eachother. You're spying me or get Spike to give you info?" "You're mistaken Anon. I don't do that." >Anon's trotting and getting on her bed. I'm finally able to see her completely exposed. >She seems exhausted. >I'm doing the same and jump on the bed too. "Anon, I wanted to ask, are you really a pony?" >Anon turns her head Anon:"Of course not, I'm a human trapped in a filly's body." >take a few seconds to assimilate this info "A human?" Anon:"A male human, about 25 years old." >looks at her again "Did Twilight turn you into a pony?" >she stays silent, I take this as a yes "so what happened to.. Oh sweet Celestia this means you no longer have a penis… but can you have fillies?" Anon:"I don't want to find out! Spike shoved his cocklet inside of me a few days ago when I was asleep, knocked out and drunk!"
>>107836 Honestly i ve given up correcting burguers about that so sorry if i didnt say anything earlier Fror some reason it feels like all of you 'murkans feel odly inclined to call her Cadence for some reason
>>107836 >>107839 >tfw I've been spelling her name wrong in all my greens for as long as I can remember >tfw I've been writing stories since season 2 was new next you're going to tell me its berenstain bears instead of berenstein.
"Uhh Twi, can you…" >"Right. Well, to make a long story short, mom's a changeling who infiltrated the family to get to you. She's been wiping memories to cover her tracks and keep you around."
Cadance's eyes widen at the revelation. After a few seconds, however, her shock turns to worry.
<"Shiny!" >"Is fine. Okay, I'll grant that I kind of used him to keep my room protected from mom in the middle of the night after she found out I was on to her. But he has plausible deniability. In fact, I didn't even tell him that mom's a changeling"
<"And you just left him in there with a monster!?" >"We had to jump out the window to sneak out of the house. Couldn't clue Shiny into what was going on without jeopardizing our own safety. He'll be fine. Worst thing that'll happen is she'll wipe a day out of his memory. If she turns violent, he's so good with those shield spells he could just put up a magic bubble and go to sleep in it.
Cadance starts to tear up.
<"I don't… I don't want him to get hurt…" >>"Well Honey, you won't have to."
Everyone in the room turns their focus to the door. Shining Armor has just entered the room.
>>107871 I'm surprised that 4chan has never really been hacked, to be honest. Or, at least, not to any notable degree. I can't imagine that it's because it's well designed, maybe nobody wants to put in the effort.
>>107836 Hasbro has been known to use both spellings, but the show literally uses Cadence. Which makes more sense because Mi Amore Cadenza. Not Cadanza.
You pull Twilight to the side of the room, away from Cadance and Shining, who waste no time jumping back into their usual affections.
"Hey Twi, what are the chances that this isn't the real Shiny?" >"Honestly, probably low. I could ask if you're concerned though"
"Please…"
Twilight turns her attention to her brother, who is now having his neck nuzzled up on by a very pleased Cadance. >"Hey Shiny, do you remember last night, when…" >>"My memory wasn't erased, and you're not getting out of doing the dishes just because there really was a monster in the house." >"Oh, so you DO know what went on?" >>"The guards broke down the front door, dragged our 'mom' out of the house kicking and screaming, and demanded Dad and I come in for questioning. I just got out of a three hour long interrogation. I am exhausted, though I think I may have also just scored a letter of rec to get into West Hoof." >"So you're taking advantage of a bad situation?" >>"You know it." >"Congrats!"
Cadance gives Shiny a sudden kiss on his cheeks.
<"I knew you could do it sweetie. Although if you needed an in, I could always pull some strings." >>"Hey. I'm gonna get those Lieutenant bars all on my own."
<"Whatever you say, Shiny… Anyways, now that we're all together again… you all wanna do anything?"
>>107935 Voting this, if we can talk to it alone we should tell it that Chrysalis' plan will inevitably fail and that it will one become a gay rainbow beetle. [ 1d100 = 6 ]
>>107925 >"Anon, dinner's ready!" >You drop the book you were reading and make your way to the kitchen >Hope it's something good this time, swear to god if it's that vegetable soup again you're gonna.. >You reach the kitchen door as a smell hits your nose >Carrots and lettuce and stuff >You grimace at the implications "I-is that vegetable soup again?" >"Yep, a growing filly needs to have a healthy diet to grow big and strong!" >You stare into infinity for a moment as you contemplate what your life has become >A life dictated by this utter lunatic >It's time to rebel once more "I'm not eating that" >"Oh yes you will. Come on, it's not that bad." "I'd rather go hungry, byee~" >You turn to leave as purple glow envelops your chest and moves you towards the table. >"Young filly, you WILL behave and eat that soup right now or I will have to punish you.. again." >You're dropped on the chair in front of the bowl as you glare daggers at purple >You slowly lift your hoof towards the spoon, without breaking eye contact with her >She's smiling at you expectantly >With a swift motion, you sweep the hoof across the table shoving the tableware and the soup to the floor "Fuck you, I want hayfries" >Twilight is still staring at you with that same smile on her face >This lasts for an uncomfortable few seconds >Finally though, you're picked up by magic and brought face to face with her >"Bad fillies don't get hayfries." she says in a surprisingly neutral tone, that fucked smile still on her face >"Good fillies eat their vegetables." >She levitates a fresh carrot from the countertop, holding it in front of your face "Gee fine, I'll eat the damn carrot" >"Not just yet.." >Her smile takes on a more wicked quality >"It needs.. seasoning.. of sorts." >Her voice sounds quite uncanny, you're starting to regret all of this >You're turned around in her magic and deposited on your belly on the table, your hind legs hanging off the end "Hey, what the hell, I-" >You're interrupted as magic lifts your tail and you realize something horrible is about to happen "No, no! No! NOoOooOEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" >The carrot is forced into your filly snatch with a slow, deliberate move >You can't see Twilight's face and you're not sure you want to >You think she might be enjoying this a little too much >The carrot starts moving in and out as your juices start to lubricate its movement >Little by little, it starts to penetrate deeper and with each movement you try to suppress making a squeak >Can't show her any reaction, that's what she wants >There's nothing you can do but try to control your frantic breathing >As you calm a bit, you realize something >This is actually starting to feel really good >It's not so bad anymore, hell, you could go on for a while >But alas, as if she was reading your mind, the carrot immediately leaves your cunt for good >You're turned back around to see Twilight inspecting the carrot with acute fascination >She sniffs it and.. Takes a tiny bite out of the end as you stare at her in disbelief >"Hmmmm, exquisite." >Her eyes are lost in happy thought as she ponders the carrot >"But it is not for me." >Fucking hell this psychopath >You knew on some level how this was going to end but you didn't want to believe it >She's making you eat a carrot she just molested you with >A carrot drenched in your juices >"Open wiiide!" she practically chirps >You know it's gonna happen one way or the other so.. >Submitting, you reluctantly open your mouth and close your eyes, getting ready for what's coming >Soon you feel it going into your mouth and tapping into your teeth >You chomp down on the carrot, chewing as quickly as possible >A carrot mixed with your filly juices really doesn't taste that good >You finish the mouthful and peek at what's remaining >One more mouthful, which soon makes its way to your mouth >You can see Twilight watching intently >Fucking filly fiddler >Nothing you can do about it so you soldier on through the last mouthful >As you're finished, Twi checks your mouth to make sure you really ate it >Satisfied, she puts you back on the ground and taps your flank to get you moving >"That's all you're gonna get, now go to your room and think about what you've done." >Think you do >After the initial shock, that carrot actually started feeling quite good before it was cruelly removed from your slit >You'd never admit it to that perverted purple lunatic though >But yeah, you really need to find something to replicate that feeling >You're not even upset anymore, having realized just how good shoving objects into your cunt can feel >Not a bad day
>>107871 And repair everything Hiro did: - fire ALL the staff for censoring facts and banning all the good stuff - ban ALL Getblue shills and other SJWs who are fucking injecting lies into /pol/ - delete /lgbt/ and replace it with /raid/
>>107978 >be living with another filly in twi's castle >wake up and go downstairs >filly slides a mug over to you >"made ya coffee." >notice her watching you "…you didn't cum in it, did you?" >"'course not, what kind of faggot do you take me for?" >pause for a moment, then take a sip >it's got an odd, sweet taste to it >almost like a mint or someth- >"-PFFFT, HAHAHA, HOLY SHIT!" "what?" >"i fucking lied, i so came in that!" >stare at the coffee >eh, whatever >continue drinking it >the minty-ness is a nice touch >hfw
and why yes, i did just add a shitty blush to this pic, because i couldn't find anything else like it and then deleted my post to erase the blush in her fuckin mane too
>>108018 >pones are flavored based on their cutie mark, as it's around the same time they can go into heat >anonfillies, like their cutie marks, all have mystery flavors >the second a new filly pops up, they get their snatch licked to get their new nickname >it's a different flavor every time, but it's always sweet what would your preferred filly taste like? i'd take a maple syrup flavored filly
>>108020 >New anonfilly pops up in Twilight's castle >All the other fillies do their ritual and taste her(his) flank >Shit taste like meat >It've been 4 months since any of the fillies have eaten meat >Some says screams could still be heard in that castle to this day
>>108020 >Ywn be the filly with the best tasting snatch, that all the other fillies line up to taste >Ywn be the filly with the worst tasting snatch, that nobody gives any attention to
>>108026 >spoiler what would you have to have to be that filly? and i could only think there would be acquired tastes, not bad ones >ywn have cranberry filly all to yourself because the other faggots only care about that one filly's apple pie cum
>>108013 >>108014 >Ywn partner up with another filly during a filly orgy >Ywn scissor eachother, mixing your juices together >Ywn take turns licking eachother's snatch, tasting the new flavor combination
>>108093 >ywn create your own company, selling AF® brand Filly Fuel®, a soda mixed with filly juices in a wide variety of flavors >ywn get paid to fuck and cuddle other anonfillies daily
>>108099 >one flavor stands amongst the most popular out of all the others >as such, it's in high demand, shipments wanted even going as far as yakyakistan >the poor filly has to fuck and be fucked daily in order to meet the quota >even staying hydrated and well fed, it's hard to keep up with the demand >and the other fillies are sure it's just going to get worse from here
Reminder that filly is up for voting on the main mulp team for those who havent voted yet Lets help our home board choose our next season memes here https://boards.4chan.org/mlp/thread/31753950
>>107935 this, but can we tone down the suggestion >>107937 made? I don't want this thing to be hit with crippling depression when it realizes we were right, no one deserves to be some gay rainbow beetle and know it, with some exceptions. [ 1d100 = 97 ]
>>107805 Just imagine we were in the sugarcube corner and had a few useless conversations that would be too boring and got on a ponymon-related conversation! as simple as that! Won’t blah pointlessly, there can be moments, or scenes in a story where time is skipped.
>>107802 →try to imagine the scene >Spike banging another species Twilight transformed into a pony, of the opposite sex. “Hmm, Soo, did you like it?” Anon: “Come on, of course not, I mean, it was like something sliding in me, another dude’s cock!” “I think that’s hot. Dragons penises have a certain aesthetic aspect that can be quite pleasant to see. How does yours looks like?” Anon: “M..my human cock? Hm.” >Anon’s wrapping his vagina around her clitoris Anon: “A bit like this, uncut, no sheath and a pair of testicles, not as big as horses’s. >I like the way she’s playing with her genitals >she doesn’t seems to feel any pleasure, looking sad, or bored “I have one like this too, maybe not as big as yours. Perhaps we should try something you and me!” Anon: “myeah, you’re kind of cute..” “And you’re my kind of filly, let’s never tell anypony!” Anon: “I’m gonna burn in hell but why not.” >she’s rolling on her bed and crawls over me >Anon’s sniffing my belly and advances further, her front hooves on my sides, standing over me. >her clit’s fully erect caressing the base of my tail, slowly rubbing against my vulva, she’s putting it inside of me like an alicorn would impale a revolutionary. >she still looks frustrated in a way, maybe for haven’t been able to fuck for several weeks now. >I like it. She’s stimulating my clit and vagina just right, maybe not ramming in deep, that’s logical, she might take her time. >She knows how to fuck, for sure. “Anon! I have an idea! Get your pussy on my face and let me do.” >Anon just agreed to switch positions >I’m starting to lick her clit delicately, then blow it gently, using my tongue all over it. >That smell and taste has nothing like what disgusts me with other vaginas, and I recall trying a 69 with DiamondTiara once. >I’m just blowing her and she starts moaning, grabs my legs and start licking my pussy back >She’s putting her tongue inside all the way. Ah, so much deeper than her clit could reach. >!!! Gspot. She touched it. >suckling harder. >gotta hold and control myself. We just started and I don’t wanna cum all over >Also she’s kind of moist, a trail of urine and secretions is flowing all over her hip. >I keep going and feel her twitching more. Anon: “That’s bullshit I kept squirting.” “Hm? It’s fine, don’t worry, keep going!” Anon: “okay” >she goes on ramming my butt “wanna dock instead?” Anon: “wanna what?” >change of position again, lean over her and pushes her clit against mines, rubbing it inside my labia Anon: “Oh that gay shit” >give her a kiss >finally drop my load on her pussy >hold her tight, she’s panting, clearly enjoying it. >feel her clit pulsating and her heartbeat on me. “Anon, it’s so different than with another filly. Did you knew My first time was with DiamondTiara? Well she’s terrible in comparison.” Anon: “I take it as a compliment” >I feel exhausted >It's snowing outside, and raining even more, freezing, and we're sweating here, wet, with a fireplace the other side of the room Anon calls her "Apartment" >I'm resting on her for a few more minutes like this.
>>108132 “Anon. There’s something I fear about Twilight, it’s how she might treat you like a potential, substitute daughter.” >Anon blinks as she’s browsing her saddlebag for some paper wrap Anon: “A substitute daugther?” “She did things like that earlier. She found a filly, Nyx once, and kind of have had adopted her, Treated her like her child. Later we used to study on her library. She tested a spell on DiamondTiara, an age regression spell” >Anon’s lighting up the stick of paper and inhales the smoke from it. I’ve seen some ponies doing that. Anon: “Hmpf… Go on” “Well DiamondTiara added herself one extra year and she ended inside Twilight Sparkle’s uterus, Twilight had to rebirth her about a couple of weeks later, the age regression spell she tested on that filly lasted for three weeks!” >Anon’s coughing. “What” “That’s all I know so far” Anon: “It’s true she’s pretty fucky. Wanna try?” “What’s this?” Anon: “Grass I picked in the forest. It’s just the best I ever got.” >breathe it in >feels weird “Anon… What kind of plant did you use?” >She’s kind of blunt, grabs my vagina again, caressing me. Anon: “Your zebra friend told me to try rolling a joint with these, I don’t even know how they’re called. That’s stronger than weed for sure.” >Feels pretty good and comfortable in there. I feel like making one with the bed. Anon: “That zebra’s kind of crazy too.” “Zebras are strange. But she knows the spirits of the ancestors that lies in the woods. I imagine her howling at the moon, but for cocks, and get only cervine dicks. Or dragons. Or stallions disguised as dragons.” Anon: “Hahahaha, shit. Yeah, ponies are weird.” >really feel like weighing twice my weight “Anon, is the house moving?” Anon: “It’s not supposed to” “Anon, are you sure? I feel like…” Anon: “Oh, there Silver.” >Smoke more of her joint >Can really feel concentrated and aware “Anon this isn’t a house, I feel like being on a boat” Anon: “Negative this is a spaceship. Control engines, one, two, three four, cryo, check, presurizaion check. Houston this is Artemis, we’re coming home” “Anon, who is Houston?” Anon: “ The control base on Earth.” >she’s picking some kind of small black mirror displaying some pictures. “Anon I don’t wanna leave yet, my parents and everypony will be worried” Anon: “Don’t worry” >I feel even more dizzy and not sure if I’m dreaming or antything. Anon’s pressing all kind of switched and buttons. Anon : “3, 2 1, ignition, go!” >I’m suddenly feeling like crushed in the bed, or regardless where I really am. >she drugged me and took me on some kind of rocket >it’s shaking. I’m looking from the window above me the sky getting darker and darker, and I’m feeling even more crushed, trying to breathe. >the sound is making me deaf. I’m trying to scream but no success. >we’re in space. Earth is nothing but a glowing ball. The sun is making me blind, but quickly after there’s an incredible view on the stars. >we really made it away from Earth’s gravitation. We’re going faster and faster but finally I’m weightless. “Anon what have you done.” Anon: “Hhaha, oh, I just kidnapped a specimen from a strange equine world all as planned. Even in bonus I got dragon DNA inside of me. And probably stolen some magic stuff, but the most magic of all is this superweed. Now we’re heading into the closest supermassive blackhole. Engaging thermonuclear propulsion.” “Blackholes? You believe in blackholes?” “It’s been proven by scientist humans and detected decades and decades ago! >We’re going even deeper in space >I’m gazing at the stars, as we’re reaching a fair percent of the speed of light >now every second becomes hours, days, weeks, months, seasons, years on Earth. >I’m staring at the darkness of space. Stars moving slowly but this just gives an hint about our surrealistic speed. >Anon’s leaving her seat, picks her finished joint, and gets closer to the airlock “What are you doing Anon?” >alarms everywhre >she’s opening the airlock. Provoking a brutal decompression. Temperatures falls from 25C down to –250C, voiding all the oxygen. >I’m going to die. >she’s closing it Anon: “Don’t want to set this place on fire..” >how Anon: “Oh you’re still tripping, sorry.” “Tripping?” Anon: “I have a bunch of other videos on my phone, that’s the only thing I got to bring from my real self, but without intrernet or 4g this thing is a brick.” >She’s holding her mirror and boops it with her snout Anon: “Had to keep a pic of you, you’re too cute” >I was just on drugs. We’re still in Anon’s home and not in space “Anon I’ll stay here tonight if you don’t mind okay?” Anon: “No problem”
Statistically surveys show that traumatic experience in childhood(for example:child sexual abuse, early experience with traumatic accidents, absent of one or two biological parents, etc.) can lead to unnormal sexual attractions(for example:gay, pedophilia, bestiality, transvestic fetishism, fetishism of 2d, mommy issue, fetishism of magic, fetishism of a fantasy world, etc.). I was wondering if there are anyone here, had a traumatic experience?
Every pony in the room turns to you, showing looks of confusion and disgust. >"Are you out of your mind? That thing tried to break into our room while we were sleeping and you just want to waltz up and talk to it?"
Twilight had a point. That thing was legitimately dangerous. Though it was no doubt subdued, you would surely be safer staying the hell away from it.
"Call it a little morbid curiosity. You could say I have more balls than brains these days, and I literally do not have any balls." >"Are you absolutely sure about this?"
"Sure as I'll ever be."
Shining steps forward with a look of determination in his eyes. >>"Well if you're going, I'm going too. I need some closure with her, and you sure as hell shouldn't be going alone."
"Suit yourself."
You leave the room with Shining by your side. The castle is rather large and difficult to navigate, but fortunately your escort just came back from the interrogation chamber and knows exactly where to find it. Eventually, you reach a room guarded by two heavily armored ponies, each armed with sharp hoof blades, and one with wing blades to top it off.
>>108142 Yeah, kinda. I'm all kinds of fucked up when it comes to fetishes, but I'm fairly well-rounded otherwise. I don't think my experiences are the cause though, I think a lot of my fetishes come from being open-minded(and having friends into weird shit) more than from past experiences.
>>108142 Nothing that I can think of… I've just always been fucked. Kid you not, the first masturbatory memory I have is of me jacking off during nap time in kindergarten to the feeling of really needing to take a piss.
>>108142 Nothing really like that. Although until the time I was about 11 my family lived out in this little home off the beaten path and away from anyone else. It was a nice house on a nice property, and I loved it, but I never had any neighbors or friends to play with outside of school. I wonder how much that stunted my growth socially, but also sexually. There was never really any other kids there for that kind of sexual play that you need to develop an attitude on the subject. And no, I never did get to fug my sister :(.
Looking at things, it's pretty obvious it has impacted me. I'm not a social butterfly by any means, but I get along and converse just fine with people and such, but the big thing is that I've never really had sex. I've had experiences, but no real sex. I'm not even that ugly. Not good looking, but I could easily score like the nerdier chicks if we were just going by looks. 23, just moved into college dorms. But I'm not socialized for it at all. I don't know how to play the game, and I can't even begin to fathom the normie's view on the subject. I'm just so far outside of the loop.
>>108182 >I've had experiences, but no real sex. I'm not even that ugly. Not good looking, but I could easily score like the nerdier chicks if we were just going by looks. 23, just moved into college dorms. But I'm not socialized for it at all. I don't know how to play the game, and I can't even begin to fathom the normie's view on the subject. I'm just so far outside of the loop. I know that feel, bro. I don't even try…
>>108182 >I could easily score like the nerdier chicks >tfw oblivious to a nerd crushing on me for 2 years >once taken me to a date, which I assume was between friends >mfw I found out from her friends I could've get rid of my virginity card >too late, she moved out of town >she was a pretty good nerd too
I have actually played the oblivious anime trope in my life. I couldn't be more dissapointed in myself if I tried.
>>108212 >>which I assume was between friends >I assume >assume Anon, this is why you ask instead of just assuming things Even if you feel like asking about it would be awkward, not asking about it and assuming the wrong thing is even more awkward and even if it was what you assumed, you could easily laugh it off, especially if the two of you were good friends
>>108218 Well, I'm keeping that secret till the end of times. She got a Chad boyfriend when she moved so while we're still good friend, I'm afraid I'll die out of embarrassment if come clean about that particular accident. I'll still like to hold off on using that rope hanging in my bedroom.
>>108221 Well you could always read on the Forbidden Book of Tulpamancy.
>>108232 shit's fake, mate whatever you wanna believe, a tulpa is still part of YOUR mind, scary shit would never happen unless you actively tried to make it that way.
>>108235 Well, I'm the kind of guy that would try so hard to actively avoid fucking myself up that I end up fucking myself up just because of how much it's permeating my conscience.
>>108239 you can't fuck up talking to yourself, anon. that's literally all it is. the only difference is that you put a form to that part of yourself, and if you wanna get shiggy diggy, a personality and a home and all that shit.
>>108232 Don't worry, just create a Jackie Chan tulpa as a failsafe. Unless he turns on you, in which case you're fucked beyond all hope. >be anon >found an old book called "The Art of Tulpamancy" >create anon filly >it've been 2 months >the anon fillies is getting out of hand >the original filly somehow read the book while you were sleeping >how the fuck your own subconscious read while you were sleeping, you have no idea >now the are 30 anon fillies in your house >it've been 7 months since you found the book >they have founded the SFQA >Senatus Filliaque Anonymus >they have grown to a population of 1800 >they now flock the streets as the house is now too crowded >somehow they can interact with the world, but nobody seems to notice >2 years have gone by >there have been a civil war in the SFQA >the accusation of the senate being corrupt have led to the population dying their coat orange and declared themselves the Imperial Filly Empire led by the original filly herself >the people also seems to start to notice the nation of fillies after a couple of picture starts popping up in various forums >unfortunately, there is already a population of 17,000+ in the nation, as the fillies have occupied entire cities >this is it >you're gonna get killed by your own subconsious >the news of a nation runned by fillies have been spread worldwide >the government have completely shut down shitting themselves at such a catastrophe and have given the fillies the province for the fillies to live in and recognizing them as a city-state >you've found out why it take so long for the humans to see them, but you realized only people who believe in the existence of the fillies can see that they exist >but none of that matters now, as you're tied to a cross dying slowly >a group of fillies have somehow recognize you as a god, and want you to show your power by killing you jesus style and hoping you'll comeback >the cops and human authorities tried to get you out, but due to intefering with a religious process, they have threaten to declare a holy war against the human, so they back up not wanting a small country worth of magical ponies to fight against. >you're visited by one filly in your slow death >that filly >THE filly >you recognize her >the one filly that started this all >the one you created >and she smile as you burn in the heat of summer. >"Long live the king" said the filly as she turn and left >if only you had created a jackie chan tulpa to guard the book
So I write this green, thought it was gonna be short green about the danger of tulpa without jackie chan, but I somehow came up with this.
>>108243 Ever had an imaginary friend as a kid? perhaps you are playing alone or playing with toys and you imagine them being alive or other things being around you like fighting a dragon with a stick and you can almost see it?
>>108265 I always have a certain autistic bit about me that end up with me writing entire books when I intend to write a small paragraph. Great for greens, but make it really hard to write small comments, which end up with me not posting it.
It's the only reason I never actually postFun fact, I actually search up latin grammar rules to make the SFQA. Turn out either google don't know the word for filly in latin, or there is no word
>>108269 I believe they were just called Foals, since a Filly by definition is a young female horse under 4 years of age that has not been bred. one it has been bred or reaches the age of 5 its called a mare. so language wise its pretty specific
"Hey Shiny, you're good with guards, right? Think you could talk to them?" >>"I suppose I could…"
Shining puts on his best unflinching, stoic warrior face and approaches the guards, looking them straight in the eye. >>"We'd like to speak to the monster that replaced my mother. Get some closure."
The pegasus guard shrugs. >"We can open the door so you can talk to her, but we can't let you enter the room itself. She may be magically restrained, but we can't risk a security breach." >>"That should be fine."
They open the door, and you see what appears to be a half bruised Twilight Velvet. She has chains around all four of her hooves, each tied to an opposite corner of the far wall, which keep her from moving any further than the interrogation table that sits in the middle of the room. Around her horn is a black ring that you suppose is some sort of inhibitor. Best not to test it.
<"Have you come to rub salt in my wounds you vile little wretch?"
"Yes I have you fucking faggot!"
You emphasize the last words as strongly as you can. In response, she spits in your face. It's a rather sticky spit that you're rather sure will be difficult to wash out of your hair.
>>108273 This bitch spit on us? Well, we've got this chunk of nasty green mucous sitting at the back of our throat with her name on it. You know, the kind that seems to fill up your entire mouth after you've hocked it up. [ 1d100 = 32 ]
>>108273 So is it an actual she, like in the same style as a mammal, or is it a crazy insect thing like it should be? Important distinction I think. Anyway, fuck this bitch. Don't spit at me, you whore. What the fuck you finna try, you succubus whore?
>>108142 Nothing traumatic, but always seemed neglected by my mother. Mommy issues are probably the reason I'm into diapers, breastfeeding, and fetus regression
>>108287 C, insects have 2 genders. If we are going by how hives work then changelings would actually be female. Males only exist to breed during a swarm then die right after.
>>108273 Tell it to have some dignity and show its real face. [ 1d100 = 71 ]
Posting this since the thread is in the slow hours. Probably the last one I post unless people actually want to keep track of how the move here is doing for the thread. Again no IP/ID count as desuarchive does not have that info.
Speaking of which, is it possible to still display the UID count at the bottom of the page while UIDs are hidden?
>>108142 My parents divorced when I was in middle school. Might have something to do with the fetishes I was getting into at the time. Furry/fantasy stuff, diapers and piss
>>108317 >I coloured a thing by Coinpo recently >He was pretty bummed out about it >But I think the thread was more happy to get it than he was sad to have it made >The total happiness in the word increased
>>108318 >>108319 Yes, but one is objectively gayer than the other. If you are truly a dude that is the little filly then wanting to have sex with mares is natural. You have a genetically hardwired mind that wants to fuck fillies. So even though you are having sex as a female with another female, you are just acting out your heterosexuality with what tools you got at the moment. On the other hand, wanting to suck dicks is counter to what the standard male mind wants. So if you want to suck dicks as the little filly, despite it being physically natural you are ultra gay.
Oh it is on. You hawk up the thickest loogie from the back of your throat and spit it back at the bug monster. Once again, she spits back. The two of you go for a few more rounds before Shining puts up a shield between the two of you. >>"Will you two cut that shit out? I came here because I legitimately wanted to talk to her. I thought you did too, but it looks like you just want to fight with her."
A wide smile graces the fake Velvet's face.
<"Oh I'm pretty sure the little filly just loves my body fluids. Did you think that was honey you were eating yesterday?"
You lick your lips and flutter your eyes at the fake Velvet in your best attempt to seduce her.
"Oh yes, and I'm sure you'd love mine as well"
Her smile cracks wider and her eyes turn a bright emerald green. It's hard not to get lost in their beauty, so much that you feel compelled to step forward towards them, but in front of you, Shining's hoof is blocking the way. You can hear him yelling at her, but the words are muffled. In amongst the shouting, you can hear her soothing voice.
<"Come closer, little filly, and I'll show you something that tastes really good. You've never been with a mature mare before, have you?"
>>108406 Fug. The temptation is there. But I feel like we must resist. She just wants to use us. I-it's not real. She's just fucking with us. Bad touch. Gotta… gotta say no. [ 1d100 = 37 ]
>>108411 The changeling has no magic so all she has is her words, filly knows this and sees through the attempt at manipulation but is still curious at what the changeling is going for. Let's see where it leads us but do our best to stay aware of the situation, basically.
>>108416 Yeah it does a little, but so far it seems like she's just communicating with us. That's what the filly would probably feel like during the situation anyways. Whatever happens, I've rolled already so it's up to the writer now.
The changeling's every words are like a drug, coursing through your veins. You aren't sure how you're managing to resist her, but you nonetheless enter a sort of meditative trance, focusing on her eyes as you plant your hooves into the ground like a tree.
"I bet you'd love that, wouldn't you? A lick… a taste… from such a cute little filly. It's too bad though."
Her voice softens even more, almost lulling you to sleep.
<"What's so bad? A naughty little filly finally getting to indulge herself in what she wants? I can see it in your eyes, the way you've been looking at almost every pony in the house with lustful eyes. I can almost smell your fantasies. Wouldn't you like your first time to be with a mare who can show you the ropes?"
Those words dug deep. While you were technically 27 back on Earth, your luck with women wasn't that great. You were almost hoping things might be different here.
"You have no idea how much I want that. But there's a problem. A big problem."
<"I don't see any problems."
"The problem, Miss Velvet, is that you…"
You feel your blood boil, and the effects of the changeling pheromones are purged from your body at once. You can finally make out Shining's words. >>"You have to tell me. What did you do with my real mother. At least tell me this much."
<"Your ignorance is all too cute."
"ARE NOT A REAL MARE!"
The room falls quiet. Shining puts his hoof down and turns his attention to you. >>"Are you okay? You don't look so good."
>>108453 Yeah tell Shiny to watch out and tell Velvet that traps are gay. Better to leave the rest of the talking to the others while you just listen. [ 1d100 = 25 ]
"Yeah, I'm fine. Pretty sure she just tried to mind control me. Probably wanted to lay eggs in my brain or something."
Shining wipes some of the bug spit off of your face. >>"Actually, I was referring to your face. It looks a little reddened, and you're missing some fur. I don't think that's any ordinary spit."
You put your hoof to your face. There really is some fur missing, and it kind of stings to touch. Crazy bug bitch. >>"I think we should get out of here. She's not gonna tell me anything, and I don't think it'll be helpful for you to be getting into any more fights. Maybe you should see a nurse."
>>108470 "She" needs some good parting words about "her" future as a faggot deer. Then lets see the nurse. Also at some point we need to fuck with a guard. Maybe not now but later. We are jailbait, right?
"Yeah, I think you're right. Just give me a few more seconds though."
Shining groans, but doesn't stop you as you turn to Velvet once more.
"Your kind will attempt multiple times in the next decade or so to attack Equestria, and you will fail each time. The end result will be that every last one of you, save for your queen, will be turned into a neon-colored faggot bug pony. You will sit in circles talking about your feelings, and become incapable of defending yourself against even the most basic of external threats. You will become softer than even the ponies you feed off of now. And there's nothing you can do about it, you putrid, disgusting maggot."
She aims to spit at you once more, but you slam the door behind you as fast as you can.
Shining gives you that look again. >>"You are, without a doubt, the most unpredictable filly I have ever met. It's like your brain is some sort of wormhole to another dimension. No wonder your cutie mark is a question mark."
I was honestly considering giving filly a different cutie mark, for some of the talents she's been developing. But I guess things like rhyming for her is like potion making for Apple Bloom.
>>107635 >You wake up feeling oddly comfortable. >Your wet mane is covering your eyes. >Huh, wouldn't have thought you'd sleep through her bathing you. >You can feel something warm next to you, and come to think of it, all around you. >Twisting your neck slightly, you can see that Twilight is snuggled up next to you, her feathery wings having a similar effect to a down sleeping bag. >Goddamn you miss camping. >She notices you stirring. >"Hey, sleep alright, Clover?" >You'll let it slide this once. "Yeah… how long was I out?" >She glances at the clock on the wall. "About two hours." She nuzzles your chestfloof. >You really shouldn't, but you're going to let bygones be bygones for the moment for the sake of cuddles. >After all, Purple is really comfy. >You return the favor, though she has considerably less of the aforementioned. >You know this isn't right. >Not that this is that bad, stay out of trouble, have the fun childhood your awkward self never had… >There really isn't an easy answer to this, but you think you can at least rule out murder for the time being. >You become so lost in your own thoughts that you fail to notice Purple pulling out a book until you hear the sound of pages turning. >"So, I felt a bit bad about donating your books to the Canterlot library, and decided to retrieve a few of them. Anything in particular you'd like for me to read to you?" >What do?
>>108497 Oh fuck. Guess you're legal now. That's how it works, right? Still, there's time to celebrate later. Deal with burning face first. [ 1d100 = 35 ]
Rolled 66 >>108497 That's nice, but don't you have a face with acid or something on it? Let us get that checked out first before we celebrate our cutie mark.
You crane your head to see if you can look at your flank, and sure enough, Shining was right. On each of your flanks was a black question mark, suggesting you have a special talent of… honestly, you have no idea.
"Huh, so I have a cutie mark now… Does that mean I'm legal?" >>"Legal? For what?"
"You know, screwing around."
Shining applies his hoof to his face.
"14, Anon. What the hell, just because you have a cutie mark doesn't mean you're not still a filly."
Well there goes that theory.
The two of you continue on throughout the castle once more, this time looking for the nurse's office. Along the way, you manage to find a mirror along one of the walls, and decide to take a look at your face. It's not too bad, but you definitely are missing some fur, and the skin beneath it looks to be beet red, suggesting a first or maybe second degree burn. That has to be some nasty spit. Did she actually put that in your sandwich, or was she just fucking with you?
Soon enough, you arrive in front of a white door with the word "Nurse" embellished on a sign. Definitely the place you're looking for. You open the door to find a very pretty blonde mare greeting you.
>>108527 Well, guess we'll just have to stick with fucking other foals. Or not. We aren't the ones who are gonna get in trouble. Wouldn't want to do that to some poor pony though.
Just some sub-pony changeling savage. What else would you expect out of one of those animals though, am I right?
>>108500 >You ponder her question for a moment. "Anything works, I'm not all that picky." >"Alright. 'Gil's All Fright Diner,' here we go!" >Hoo boy, you're not sure she's going to enjoy that one. >Ah, screw it. Let her figure out the context as she goes. >"In the middle of nowhere, along a quiet stretch of road, the diner dreampt of the hungry dead. And of two men. Well, not men exactly…" >It's been a while since you've read this one, and that certainly adds to the enjoyment of it. It's a campy book, but it's worth a good laugh, and the story isn't half bad either. >Plus with your close proximity to Twilight, you get to feel her cringe every time a sexual euphemism of some sort is made. >Surprisingly, she manages to wrap up about half the book before closing it. >She doesn't bookmark it, so you can only assume she's gotten enough out of it, or has a good enough memory to remember where she left off. >Judging by her apprehension to all of the sexual jokes, you're banking on the former. >Regardless, it was rather nice to have her read to you. >You could get used to this, if only she acted like this most of the time. >She interrupts your thoughts by slowly shifting out of your bed. "Noooo…" >"Sorry, I just figured I'd start cooking dinner. Anything strike your fancy?" >What do?
>>108539 I know… I mean, soy chicken tenders do exist. I'm not sure if they'd have been made in Equestria due to the general populace's fanon disgust at the prospect of meat, even in imitation.
>>108527 Alright lads, this will be a multi-phase operation. First, we're going to notice her cutie mark. Then we'll go in for the kill saying "I've got a bad case of lovin' you!". Surely this will work. We can improvise a third phase as it happens. If that fails too badly we can fall back on the changeling goop making us a bit out of it or something but we must keep trying. We're going to wreck this horse's vagina if it kills us.
>>108531 >>108542I sort of straight copied your suggestion, I couldn't think of a better way to phrase it. "Hmm… yes. Beef tenderloin, medium rare. Served with broccoli, mashed potatoes, a side of Bearnaise sauce, and a glass of Rosé." >"Okay, really." >Shit. "Um… tendies?" >"Anon, what the Tartarus are these 'tendies' you're always talking about?" >You grin evilly. "You see back where I'm from, chickens aren't treated as living creatures, they're treated as simply living, breathing ingredients in the great tendy machine." >"Okay, go on." "When a chicken has reached sufficient mass, aided by growth hormones, it is herded along with thousands of its brethren into a 'tendy artery.' These arteries, aided by the power of the internal combustion engine, carry the chickens to the glorious, efficient tendy machine." >"And what does this machine do?" She looks quite concerned at this point. "Worry not, a swift rotating blade ends the misery of all but a few unlucky fowl. For those unlucky enough to recieve the sweet embrace of death-" >"Okay, okay! I get it! Your world is a horrible, cruel, place!" "Quite the contrary, you didn't let me finish. The ends certainly justify the means, for of the blood and bones of the unimportant fallen come the sweet, succulent nuggets of joy known only as 'tendies.'" >Well, not known only as, but for narrative purposes you'll leave that out. >"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that, for your sake. I have some soy nuggets if that's alright." "Alright…" >The Owl is seemingly asleep, for its prescence doesn't grace the dining room with it's judging, cold, eyes. >You've never really been one to admire birds of prey. >You can respect their tactics and brutal efficiency, but something about those talons and sharp beaks never quite set well with you. >As the last of your pseudotendies are completed, you dig in, begrudgingly. >Tofu is nowhere as good as meat, PETA be damned. >So many inconsistencies… >The gelatin was kosher, but meat isn't? >Normally that would set alright with you, but in a world where the cattle are able to speak in the same manner as equines like yourself… >No, not like yourself. >You are human, aren't you? >Wiping the crumbs off of your lips, you sigh. >Nothing will ever be the same, and it's all your own damn fault. >Lost in thought, you fail to notice the magical aura until it has already enveloped you. >You kick your hooves pointlessly as Twilight giggles. >"You know you're pretty cute when you aren't acting like an ass, Anon." "I-I'm not cute!" >You pout a bit. >"Sure you aren't. Come on." >She carries you over to her bedroom, laughing a bit. >You allow yourself to be carried, not like you have much choice in the matter. >Purple sets you down on your ass, climbing onto the bed after you. >She lays down, exposing her lactating teats. >You're not even going to ask what spell she dug up to activate them. >"Come on, Clover. Aren't you still a bit hungry?" >What do? Going to leave with that for the night, I'm starting to make horrible spelling mistakes which is one of the telltale signs that I should probably sleep.
Before you can answer her question, you find your eyes wandering to the very fit thighs of the blonde bombshell before you, and more importantly, her cutie mark. Hello Nurse! This mare's cutie mark was a heart with… is that a swastika? Are there actual Nazis here, or is this universe just trying to fuck with you?
"Doctor doctor, give me the news, cause I've got a bad case of loving you!"
The mare blushes, but only for a little bit.
<"I must insist you let me know vat caused zis so I can prepare a proper… erm, treatment." >>"She got into a spit fight with a changeling, Nurse Aryanne."
Aryanne. Such a pretty name. You'll have to take this mare out somewhere special when you're not being inspected. Wait, Shining just implied you got into a spit fight. Now she's going to think you're some scrappy degenerate, right?
<"A changeling? But isn't their venom neurotoxic? Tell me filly, have you experienced any hallucinations?"
>>108552 This sort of thing is why I act out. Forgetting the fact I'm a grown ass man I'm still too old for that. Use that as opening to bargain to make both of your less of a hell.
>>108557 >I- I don't know… How would I, I guess, if this stuff is really that bad? I just hope you're real. Maybe it's time to play sad scared filly? Or not, I dunno. Sure hoping we are still in reality right now, though. [ 1d100 = 37 ]
"Umm… I don't know. Are you actually an angel? Cause that's what you look to me right now. Might need some proof that you aren't a hallucination."
<"An angel? Tell me filly, describe to me vat I look like."
"Well, you've got the most beautiful blonde hair, white fur…"
<"Zus far zus good"
"A cutie mark with a swastika inscribed inside of a heart…"
<"Is zat vat it is called? I always thought it was some sort of windmill… vich makes little sense because vat does a windmill have to do with being a nurse?"
And with that, any chances of her being secretly a human have gone out the window. Unless she's just very secretive. But then again, every ex-human you've met thus far has been a filly, and she's a full grown mare…
"And the flanks of an alicorn."
She nods her head upon hearing this.
<"Okay, okay, I know ze problem. You are not having hallucinations. But ze venom has produced an aphrodisiac effect. We may have to monitor you to make sure zat it does not get worse."
She places a soft hoof on your face where the burn is. It stings a little, but her well-groomed fur would be worth any pain, even choking on Zyklon-B.
>>108575 Are we talking like Anonfilly being made to eat her vegetables, or Anonfilly being hung upside down with nipple clamps in Twilight's sex dungeon?
>>108590 Filly is not for sexual! This is my second attempt at censoring, now you can enjoy eating the filly in 8-bit! Totally SFW too, so you can share this gift to your friends at work!
>>108592 nice try malaysia, but I already have plenty of porn and have no need for your cheap edits. Also, I'm not too partial to eating living things, or sharing with coworkers^:).
>>108552 You're gddamn gonna suckle those titties, its delicious AND nutritious, plus tits. And the innate bonding means she'll be nicer to you . Plus, if you refuse she'll prob turn you into Anonbabby, at least whenever she wants to nurse you.
>>108740 >>108742 this not to mention that the people who are upset about Anonfilly not getting sacked *cough*/mlp/mods*cough* will whine about it no matter what else happens
>>108751 Nope, they forgot Horsefucker in the initial poll, so there's a runoff vote with Horsefucker and the 3 that were closest to getting sacked, and Anonfilly was the closest out of those 3
>>108750 Cause she is you. She is just as defective and ignorant and lonely as you are. And you aren't a bad person at heart. Just like everyone else you want to feel like you belong; you want to be loved and you want to love others. So does filly. But unlike you, she is cute and lovable. She's not just a female, but a pony, and a filly even. The ultimate embodiment of sweetness and innocence. Of beauty. You want to protect filly's smile because, deep down, underneath all the social awkwardness, all the loneliness, all the crushing isolation, you are still human. You are still a man. You still want to protect, and defend, and nurture. You still want something to LOVE. It is in your nature.
And even if she did call you a faggot, she would not mean it. Not really. Because just like you, she would be happy beyond words to have someone to love her, and care for her, and someone to love. You aren't gay. You are a hopeless romantic. A man in desperate need to fulfill his purpose and live his life to its fullest. Would that one day, we all find our fillies. We all find that happiness.
Filly is an angel. But recall that angels ae beyond our grasp.
<"Zat is good. Changeling venom has a cocktail of effects, one of vich is an anesthetic. Another of vich is to make you more susceptible to suggestion. Could you please smack yourself in ze face with your hoof?"
"Why?"
<"Excellent. Zat has worn off too. Looks like all we have to do is treat ze burn."
She walks over to a counter and pulls out a jar from one of the drawers. It is filled with a sort of clear jelly. She applies some to her hoof and rubs it over your face.
<"Zis is just aloe. It will make ze burn heal faster and reduce ze stinging. You should need need much more, but let me know if you start experiencing more hallucinations, or if zhe stinging gets worse."
The aloe was nice and cool, and it had the softness of Nurse Aryanne's hoof to boot. Somehow, you get the feeling you may end up asking for more later.
>>108824 fucking shitposters everywhere you go, shit like this fucking roster pick it's as if the whole goddamn board is against anonfilly, can't post a single fucking picture without somebody crying or screeching about it. so everyone there can go fuck themselves.
>>108829 yeah, that stuff sucks m8. unfortunately, I'm pretty sure it's only going to get worse over there for anonfilly, now that they've managed to completely purge it. At least you got out in time to a place that isn't that shit, and that those fags are even gayer because they agree with the already gay mods.
>>108835 There was a tie on the medal poll vote, and there was a tie on the internal tiebreaker After some discussion, the managers decided to go with sacking Anonfilly because The Burdened got more votes in the initial poll
>>108843 This is actually a good way of handling a tie like that. The bad thing was that they only ran this poll for 4 hours, when the last poll ran for 24 hours. This was also the poll for medals, not just the sack vote, so it doesn't really make sense.
>>108284 Okay, but don't repeat this to anyone Anon. >A while ago, we used to be studying and reading in Twilight's library from times to times. >Twilight was busy with her experiments in magic. Changing things, creating blackholes with her magic. >And one day we were in the library, and DiamondTiara was grumpy about something. >Twilight asked her to stop working on what she was doing and wanted DiamondTiara to volunteer for an experience. She asked her age. >Diamond Tiara replied 13, she lied. She was 12 in reality. >Twilight adjusted the power of her spell that was supposed to turn DiamondTiara into a foal again as a joke, as she tested it on plants prior to a pony, >but instead the spell turned Diamond in the fetal state and had some kind of emergency procedure, the spell automatically teleported her into Twilight's uterus. >I didn't witness the scene in details neither Spike but I just found Twilight unconscious and Spike in autist mode, not knowing what to do. >Twilight explained to me what happened and I shouldn't worry about my friend moments later. >DiamondTiara spent two weeks inside of her and only a few ponies knew the truth. For the rest of the city DiamondTiara got kidnapped. >In the meantime Twilight was very limited in her moves and Diamond, well, had no other communication means than bucking into Twi's ovaries from times to times, and wait and do nothing when Twilight had the duty to use magic to get rid of some kind of tentacle monster in the Everfree. >Also used to be a while other ponies knew Twilight wasn't able to fight as usual or anything. >So later, she re-birthed DiamondTiara by a regular, mammalian reproduction standard. >Yet this isn't the weirdest thing Twilight did, usually she grows fluffy ponies in her uterus. (Inferior race of small critters) >Most of the time, Twilight doesn't cut their umbilical cord so they don't die immediately when she performs all kind of experiences on these. >I feared she would do the same thing with DiamondTiara, if she was in this kind of days, but actually took rather care of her. >Breastfed her, and everything. >She kept her for a few more days waiting for DiamondTiara to go back to her normal age, with all kind of checkups, and claimed she retrieved her. >Even after this she did kind of consider DT like her own daughter, creating some kind of jealousy between her and Spike. >Twilight promised DT to try and teach her magic since she's got a bit of unicorn blood in her, kept doing some tests on her, but nothing really came out.
That's all Anon, the whole story is a bit long of course but I don't have it around here.
>>108823 >>108829 I totally get you Anon, and it's all 4chan. You may complain about Derpibooru mods, but they don't really have an influence on the community. 4chan staff wants to shape the community and make every board noob and normie friendly. Hence this.
>>108738 You can't vote on 4chan, no one will listen to you, just laugh at it.
Move over, this shithole is dead, Anon.
>>108870 >Anonfilly stares at me "she does this kind of stuff a lot with Spike usually." >One day Twilight even borrowed one of his testes for a while after being a bit too focused on Rarity. >She did it completely illegally without consent thinking that would calm down his hormonal surges. >Twilight also had the great idea to just implement his testis inside of her, to also check if some testosterone would increase her physical abilities. >She used to perform this on him as he was asleep. >Spike understood something was wrong a few days later, so she had to transplant it back into his body with some spell. >Anon:"Everything she does, all of that shit, it's just like, just for her right? There's no goal or mission or thing I could do, this isn't a game!" "Nope, it's Twilight. She does science and stuff."
Guys i just found this from a reliable source telling its from the Anonfilly series finale Looks like he gets to be a human again but what happened to purple? She looks so heartbroken Is it worth it leaving her side to be human again or keep our bound as mother and filly? Fuck i cant decide, i dont want to crush a pony's hearth
>>108959 Hmm… that's a tricky one. Though Anon's antics throughout the series would suggest his apprehension to the situation, I doubt him being turned back into a human was what either of them wanted. All in all, it's a sombre note to end an otherwise lighthearted manga. Well, at least we still have the Japanese canon, maybe they'll take a different approach.
>>108970 This reminds me of that one Futurama episode where Nixon won by like one vote? (can't recall, it's been a while) and Leela, Fry, and Bender are just sitting around and all casually recount that they didn't vote.
>>108972 That's the one. I just didn't want to have to play a part in removing any of those old players. They've been along on the ride forever, and I felt like them getting sacked was kinda shitty. I blame the newfags. I guess I shoulda done it for filly, though. Instead I failed my waifu.
>>108970 >mfw I put down anonfilly and the burdened to stay because I was sure the burdened was gonna get sacked, but when I changed my mind and went to change my vote to sack the burdened, the poll closed before I could submit the changes
Is it though? Like… imagine Anon gets turned into a filly by some crazy villain, and Twi+friends end up working together to try to find a way to turn him back. They ultimately fail, but throughout the story he gradually ends up being able to accept being the filly with their help.
>>108981 In all seriousness, I've considered writing one like that after I conclude my main green, but I don't know how it would be recieved. If you want to beat me to it though, go right ahead.
Oh, uh… Go home or something I guess. I mean, what else to do? We're all check out by the doctor and stuff. What now? I mean, what about Twi's mom and the rest of the family? Also, be a good filly more often, lolipops are rad. And we gotta get to know that mare a little better too. Wew.
>>108990 Just give it a shot, you never know until you try it out. I did write semi-often for about a year before starting my green, but it isn't a requirement.
I mean it could work without input (once I have an idea of what the hell I want to happen next) but I try to allow you guys as many opportunities to make decisions as possible.
>4cc hold a poll for who to sack >4 hours >Anonfilly and Burdened tied >pick Burdened because managers apparently don't want new memes in the team
1st off, why the fuck do was the managers so impatient they can't wait 24 hours? I wasn't even awake at the time. 2nd, how bland are this people that they would rather have that old ass meme than something new? I get it, Burdened is a great core player, but they can always put him back in when the filly drama ended.
Also, looked into the archive to read on the roster threads. Holy shit the newfaggotry is astounding. Not only do the newfags act like they know shit about the board, they don't even hide how new they are.
Man, it really feels like Anonfilly has been stuck in a string of bad luck for the past 2 months. Can we get some more heartwarming filly art, cuz this shit is depressing.
>>109005 I'd kinda like to see an edit of that pic and the other version without the abuse stuff and with the top holding on to the bottom's flank with both hooves
>>109014 Yea, I'd fall in love immediately. Though babby really should be nursing instead. >tfw you want to have kids, but you can't even get a broad
Parents don't really crush their babies in bed, do they? I mean how often does that actually happen? Is it actually a big deal, or just kinda like getting struck by lightning? You can't expect me to believe that people never slept with their kids ever. Like we've been putting them in cribs since before history? I gotta reckon that sleeping with the kid is more natural than not, not to mention I'd much prefer to be cuddled up with my little angel than leave her to cry out for her parent's love in a crib.
Demanding that babies be torn from their parents like that is probably just some form of jewish subversion to psycologically damage the goyim when they are most helpless and vulnerable anyway.
The lollipop was bittersweet. Bitter, because you knew it meant you would have to leave the cute nurse so she could attend to her other work, but sweet, both literally and because it was a gift from her. Nonetheless, you cherished every second it lasted in your mouth as you walked out of the nurse's office. Though your instincts told you that now would be a good time to head home, you found yourself quickly reminded that the "home" situation had a few issues right now. Instead, you returned to the room with Twilight, Cadance, and the fort, having nothing better to do. As you enter the room, you find them together with Celestia, sharing a few cups of tea. >"Whoa, Anon, what happened to your face?"
"Bug mom's a crazy bitch. That's what's happened."
Cadance gives you a little glare
<"Could you tone down the language, Anon?"
"As I have been told, changeling spit contains a hallucinogen, an aphrodisiac, and anesthetic, and whatever corrosive chemical melted off a giant chunk of fur on my face. I think I'm entitled to at least one curse word."
You catch Princess Celestia eying your new flank.
<<"Seems like you have quite a few stories to tell us. How about you talk about them over some tea?"
>>109024 Definately gotta drop the bomb-ass tea line. Probably gotta throw in a cheaky one liner about Celestia looking at your butt too. Blame it on the bug if we get in trouble.
Anyway, I'm not sure when the mark happened, I really like your nurse, but who cares. What about Velvet and Nightlight and stuff?
>>109029 >Definately gotta drop the bomb-ass tea line. Probably gotta throw in a cheaky one liner about Celestia looking at your butt too. This [ 1d100 = 18 ]
>>109014 >ywn hear her laugh as she plays with her toys >swn smile every time she sees you >swn nestle herself deep into your arms as you cradle her >ywn fall asleep curled up with her every night
>>108913 Oh well, it will require another fetish/unbirthing/preg stories thread for this kind of stuff, cause that would be off-topic.
>>108913 Oh well, it will require another fetish/unbirthing/preg stories thread for this kind of stuff, cause that would be off-topic. >Anon's sitting on her room >Anon:"So whatever I do Twilight will use me as a child substitute? "Yep" >"Why can't she like, get her own biological children, like, get a stallion to impregnate her, and, let the nature do its job, get married, and" "Here's all the problem, she don't want to, she would only want to clone herself and avoid bad genes from a stallion, so she prefers to have other ponies's fillies. She don't wanna share parenthood with a stallion, she wants her very own clone, preferably a female. The only other pony she would want to get impregnated by is certainly Princess Celestia. She used to write her experiences with her as a student in Canterlot, and how it's like to fuck with an alicorn on a journal, the sexual stuff they experienced, and how she dreamed about bearing Celestia's child. Celestia herself kind of had the same behavior, since there's no more alicorn stallions, she used Twilight a bit more than her simple student, and at some point Twilight became one of them and reproduces the same behavior with most fillies she see a potential into. It happened with Sweetie Belle, Nyx, Diamond Tiara, You, Rumble. She don't really like me because I'm into technology and not magic, accusing me of following the path of Industria, but let it be. My computer can store all of Equestria's book on a single tape and this alone makes her jealous" >Anon's silent for a couple of seconds >"She's fucking crazy, how is this even legal? Ah yeah, Alicorn. Also she's the only unicorn around who knows the spell to turn me back into a proud cis white male human. She used to pretend it's also for my safety and we DID roleplay as a mom and daughter, it was fucked up. This is fucked up, I do have a father and a mother, this has to stop!" >Anon's even more worried >"Jesus fucking Christ, my fate is now depending of a deranged unicorn with mommy issues" "Celestia choosen her as her special student for that personality she had." >Anon's trying to change her mind, trotting in circles. >"Okay, I'm kind of fucked from now. I need to find a way out from this world. there might be a portal or something. I should also think of something else. Ah yes SilverSpoon, you really /do/ have a computer? I just wonder what kind of specs it got" "The central processing unit have two deffective transistors in the cache buffer, it's not operational, or I could use a dirty trick, using a checksum bit and use the same registers unit! Anon I must go home immediately! Follow me!" >We're leaving Anon's home, rushing in the streets. He picked his saddlebag, and I pick my glasses. "I'll offer you a hot chocolate or a coffee when we get home, but you're a genius!" >It stopped snowing, as shopkeepers in the town are throwing all the snow away from the roads. >"I bet DiamondTiara can just whine to get her dad to buy a new computer. I'm pretty skilled with that technology you know. I even have a bootable LinuxMint on USB with me, that might help" "Anon, a new computer costs approx 100,000 Bits, if she had one she would better not break it,mine has been retrieved from the Royal Institute of Science Mathematics, befoire they built a bigger one. >"That's your house?" "Yes. Apparently mom isn't here." >We're trotting up the stairs, to the attic. "Since this is an old factory, this home is connected to the electricity, but the voltage is not always the same and I think this is the reason why MOS-1 occasionally breaks, I should use a technique to get a stable current, maybe using vacuum tubes or lemon juice.
>>109063 >"What's Moss one?" "My computer's software, it stands for Mainframe Operating System. Here it is, It's not a big one but don't judge by the book, it's a lot for a nerd like me, I even write and test programs with professional ponies, or even challenge their programming by finding exploits in their code." >the whole room looks like a retro computing museum with reel-to-reel tape recorders, TV monitors, and all kind of rack units the size of a fridge or dishwasher. There's a couple of CRT televisions on the floor with teddy bears and toys on it. >picks a screwdriver and start fucking with the components of the central processing unit, a large circuit board with an array of integrated circuits. >Anon looks fascinated, he certainly never saw anything like this "there, see this thing is what does all the processing. Under this one you have a floor dedicated to arithmetics and logic, and all the rest is memory. This monster can has Sixty-four millions of bits of live memory! There's the input-output controller board, that communicates with peripherials, the storage, the graphics terminal, the text terminal, a printer, and even communications with other computers! There, this should do the trick" >Anon's chuckling "When your parents will check the power bill…" "The power what?" >"This machine! I bet it drains like what, over 2,000 watts of power?" "a what? It has a peak about one horsepower per hour of electricity, I dunno…" >"Wew, Someone pays for it, right?" "For what? Electricity? Not anymore, The installation was here since almost one century, that's our home now" >"Not really, oh, Explain." "Well, you saw that water mill over the river? It's not for grains, That house produces power for all of Ponyville, it's very old, but as long there's water flowing, there's no reason to like, buy more water. It literally falls from the sky, and this small house converts the stream into electric force with an alternator. We could all have a computer at home if we wanted, also it kind of warms up the house without any smoke. And would save a lot of trees." >"So electricity, electrical power that you use in your lamps and computer and all, all of this is free in Ponyville? Tell me more." >this is a trick question. Or there's something Anon don't get. "Heh, yes it's free, so does water, grass, air, sunlight… Just ask Mayor Mare a permit for digging a trench or interconnect your home, you will need electric cables which cost about 4 to 8 Bits per linear metre, pay a contribution when ther's maintenance of the powermill, what most ponies do themselves and you're done." >"Okay okay now what if someone owned the powerplant and wanted to sell the power? What if the powerplant, mill, generator was on a private property?" "The rivers here are already the Property of Equestria, and Celestia defends them like the lands for all of us. But I get your point. I can agree some pony sells things that grow on their property, apples, beets, carrots, etc. Farming is a hard job and needs to be rewarded. Or even sell some kind of miracle bottled source water from a sacred source, or wood, for the fireplace, somepony had to cut and bring to your house, but electricity? Anon, if the village purchased and even if we finance the occasional maintenance of the powermill, or windmills, that's nothing. Once it's built, it produces several horsepowers of electricity, more than we will ever need, just add some oil in the gears of the turbine, check if all's fine, take the leaves away from the grid to avoid it to clutter, and as long the river flows, as long there's rain falling from the sky, or wind on the hills, that will never change. How exactly would you buy, or sell electricity?" >And he came with the most crazy idea. >"Like, Install a power meter that records your usage, so someone who needs power for a factory will pay more than someone who just listen to a radio or lit a bulb.. I dunno" "Okay Anon, who would set the prices?" >"The government, regulation agencies working with electric companies to provide electricity to every home and have a safe installation, everyone having access to an equal quality of service." "That sounds like socialism to me. That's highly illegal. Imagine if I had to pay to allow this monster to communicate with my roof antenna to Canterlot using high frequency transmissions, how would I get a bill for that? 'This is your radio-signal billing company; you have transmitted about TWENTY GIGA-byte of DATA last month on your reserved frequency! you owe us Fifteen Bits !' Also that would mean no pony would use long range communications, or magic. That sounds like a system against freedom, and that will prevent entrepreneurship. You better learn a programming language and use technology, that's always been a rewarding and honest job." >Anon's sweating. "Actually…" "Anon don't even repeat this to Celestia if you ever meet her, or any pony, you might end on the Moon or give some Griff a terrible idea. >Anon: "I… okay. " >close the chassis, perform a pre-init test. >Anon's looking at me working on the guts of my machine, letting a "Whew"escape. "How fast does it gets?" "The clock crystal allows it to reach twenty million cycles per second." >turns on the terminal's monitor >there's a humming noise from the motors of the storage units "Hold on your flanks…" >Turn on the machine, The terminal's speaker beeps, indicating the machine is operational. it's loading the IPL to communicate with the hardware, and loads the MOS in one second. "Perfect! I'm giving you the privilege to test it Anon!"
>>109064 >Anon looks confused. "I'm not familiar with this kind of hardware, but okay… here goes nothing." types in stuff like 'startx' 'sudpo' 'dior' >It's clear Anon have a lot to learn about computers. He barely managed to make the tape twitch. >"You haven't got like a mouse or GUI yet for this thing?" >laugh out loud "Oh Anon we better don't want a mouse to get stuck in this thing, or any insect or spiders. But I like this word. Next time there's a glitch, we'll blame it on a computer mouse in the circuits! Hey I'm going to show you a computer program I'm working on." >rolls back one of the tape units, and replace it with another one. >types 'load $0013;F72C' "This is a universe simulation program, it takes in consideration every parameter, force, phenomenon and known laws of physics to simulate like, a magic spell." >Anon seemed perplex "You'll need more than eight gigabytes.. er MEGA-bytes of RAM for this" "I have gigabytes in tape storage, I don't even need all of this." >Anon's staring at the video terminal displaying three, four, eleven dimensional simulations of the universe, in a shimmering explosion of colors, while the command terminal develops the software logic. >"What kind of sorcery is this" "Just a lot, lot of calculus. Kind of more impressive than your Magical Pocket Photo Frame thing." >"Oh you mean my phone? Yeah. you know what? I'll need this program. Actually scratch this I'll need you, in my world" "I'm working on it. Just trying to first understand how you got there. Hold on." >enters a few more parameters >Anon: "How can you even type on a keyboard so fast with hooves? Oh sorry I'm not bugging you." >In reference on how he's using his 'Sam's Hung' device "That would be harder with my snout. There we go, this configuration creates a mini wormhole, you remember how you came here Anon?" Anon: "no, noope I really admit I'm quite lost" "I know for sure Celestia holds something similar in Canterlot. That's what I got from the magic books I gathered and stored all in this database, and here's how it works" >lot of mathematical, calculus gibberish, about space, time, event horizon, strings… "Only universes with similar mathematical laws can be connected, if you fail, you enter in a perpendicular universe where logic, time, gravity does not makes sense, you can end into a teapot riding a christmas tree against an army of transsexual beavers, and things beyond your imagination or all kind of computer simulations could predict." >Anon:"Sounds cool, where do I sign?" "You don't, HE finds you." >Anon's frowning again >" Oh you mean Discord, right? That's my only option here?" "Well he's kind of powerful and would never say no to something that would challenge Twilight's magic." >"nope. Nope we already met." "Oh nice, do tell!"
I'm the guy who made the post in the current 4cc thread that mentioned the Discord without thinking about the potential ramifications of it, and I probably hate myself even more than >>108975 Is there any way at all to fix my massive blunder?
>>109129 who cares at this point, anonfilly isn't part of 4chan anymore. those guys can suck each other off in their own gay bath house, it's none of our concern. we have a better place, with more horse pussy and fluffy fillies, so why are you even down there talking to those filthy peasants?
>>109131 because I'm not a part of /mlpol/ If mulp mods stopped being fags, I'd leave this place and never look back Just because some of you guys hate 4chan doesn't mean everybody here does
>>109131 >Who cares? I care, /mlp/ is my home and I want back REEEEEE I-I mean, mods here are nice too, wouldnt mind browsing here more often…even if everytime i think or notice something on the site spaghetti coding I need to get back and take a breathe, because boi…
Also if someone ends up screencapping this, dont forget these ZOOMED WORDS
>>109140 It's time for you to find a better home than /mlp/ and 4chan.
4chan is no longer a decent site for information and news. The /mlp/ community have been replaced. Mods controls /mlp/, SJWs who have no interest in the development of the community.
On all levels and especially /mlp/, 4chan is a place that does influence anons and pushes a dumbing down technique in order to cater to more normies. All of the staff consists of politically oriented SJWs. So fuck 4chan. They fucked everything that made the core of this community. You want original content? They tell you to fuck off, and you kneel. You want to stay on 4chan to think there's nothing else? Holy shit, you have /mlpol/, 8ch.net/pone/ and many other pony-related imageboards.
4chan's /pol/ is also dominated by shills from Getblue media, and censors all kind of REAL shit going on.
>>109138 /mlp/ mods will never stop being fags. Get this in your head. Buttly, Vacbob, Aerolite hate this community. They hate you. Trust me I used to be a mod there. They even considered Purple Tinker to become a janitor.
What the hell are you thinking? What the fuck are you going to do with a "poll"?
>>109144 This, 4chan is becoming more and more of a dumpster fire everyday. Its been going on like this for about 2 years now, And it doesn't seem like its gonna get any better anytime soon.
>>109148 Mootles has left 4chan to a bunch of power-hungry mods. You can whine and call Derpibooru staff being biased and SJWs, has Derpibooru mods banned anyone for their political opinions?
Not once. Derpibooru allows Aryanne and even things that makes fun of SJWs, they respect freedom of speech, MLPOL respects freedom of speech.
8chan respects freedom of speech, Lulz.net, ran by a far left activist, Cho0b, respects and defend altfurries and altbronies.
Inkbunny, ran by a left, centrist, and democrat guy, hires also altfurry and altbrony people, they defend artists rights.
4chan censors you just like every mainstream social network ( Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr ) does because it's the advertisers that controls it now. Left wing advertisers.
Sorry for this derailing, enjoy your Anonfilly thread.
Sorry also to everyone I have banned, for Aryanne greens, Anon in Industria stories, posting lewds, posting anthro ,semi anthros, for banning artists who created their own threads, For banning people like Pencils for making a comics featuring a guy that triggered feminazis on /mlp/… or making fun of terrible people inthe fandom. This won't get better.
>>109146 >>109151 >>109153 Of course it's real, we had several threads about it. 4chan is fucked, that's why 8chan, endchan and /mlpol/ exists. We need an exit door and this site is a big one, and /mlpol/ is here to stay.
>>109156 >>109157 Who I am? I am Anonymous. I'm you. I'm an oldfag. I saw the emergence of 4chan and the Anonymous culture, the birth of the Internet hate machine. I've seen raids and Anon acting like a force of the internet, a natural predator to the shit going on. I saw this movement becoming popular, too popular even it got intoxicated. I saw the birth and the death of a movement. I saw creatives, furfags and /co/mrades both falling in love for a shitty girls cartoon that would have never become so popular without us. I never wanted to care, to stay distant, I've seen things, memes and behaviors no one can understand, the worst and the best, what makes us Anonymous. Everything we have accomplished by the past, the new generation of 4channers and armchair activists are shitting on it. It can't go on like this.
Just keep in mind this shit is global. It affects every site. You know how Moot gave up 4chan right? You know what was the turning point of all this? 2012, Gamergate.
>>109170 https://derpibooru.org/pages/rules "#0 Be excellent to each other This is the most important rule. MLP:FiM is about sharing, friendship, and understanding. Don’t drag the site down into flamewars and angst – keep it constructive and positive." I can agree with this. Be civilized. What most antifa/SJW can't.
>>109179 It's depressing really but I'll still be watching once winter starts. Doubt we will ever see filly again on 4CC besides snekfilly on the mlpol team.
Forgot horsefucker in the first roster poll, posted the second one with him, filly, JCT, and FYM on it and filly got kill. Second poll was only open short while so maybe not everyone got to vote, a few "I messed up my vote"s, nobody even noticed horsefucker was gone through the entire first poll so they should have just eliminated him, etc.
Drama. Filly is feeling shorted after getting b& and now this. And of course there are plenty of people there to spit on her, too. It's just /mlp/'s 4ccg vs anonfilly.
I'm a little bit butthurt about it myself, but I did decide not to vote, so ya know… Kinda my own fault anyway. I wouldn't care at all actually, but the newfags went and got rid of a couple of the classics, and now they are all defending The Burdened like they even get the reference or give a fuck. Whatever it started as, it's just turned into /4ccg/ vs filly, and that kinda pisses me off. Just a little.
somehow lost a few things along the way, so take 2
>>109218 4CC make a roster poll on who should be in, but leave out one player (horsefucker)
2nd poll was for medals (best players) and they tack on a poll on who should go from the 3 bottom players who made the cut + horsefucker. Vote was only up for 4 hours, while the previous poll was 24hours, meaning many people didn't get a chance to vote. Anonfilly and The Burdened tie and the 4CC managers decide that The Burdened wins due to 1st poll results
Now it ends in screeching from several sides >People genuinely upset that they didn't get to vote >People saying if you were not online in that 4 hour window you are not a ~true 4CC fan~ and shouldn't get a vote anyway >People upset that Anonfilly was kill over a dusty old meme >Smug posting over [thier player] making the cut >Accusations of off-site rigging attempts by Anonfilly fans
That is my take on it but I've only had time to skim over the thread.
>>109225 >the second one with him, filly, JCT, and FYM on it It was Horsefucker, Anonfilly, Burdened, and Only on the Hub. JCT and FYM were already out.
>>109231 Yea, I wonder if they'd all just cuck out, too? Probably. I mean what are they gonna do, move to another site to do all their discussion and such? Look how frothing at the mouth they are about anonfilly being "an off-site brigade" or whatever. If the 4cc got kicked off of 4chan, their heads would explode.
Funny enough, we're in a good position to survive a hing like that since we already have our own site, but I don't know if the rest of them could. What are they gonna do, create 36 different websites?
>>109235 I know you're angry, but don't start generalizing everyone who follows the 4cc. The people in that thread are the ones most invested in the issue: those who really wanted filly, and those who hated filly. And a lot of people who just like shitposting.
>>109238 What, really? Like /4ccg/ and all them are these cool, level-headed adults that aren't just as autistic? If you say so. I don't think they'd make it. Not like it even matters, I guess, since this is all hypothetical at this point anyway.
>>109240 Saying that you shouldn't generalize does not mean I am claiming everyone is good. There are quite a few bad apples, but there are also people who genuinely care. Don't throw them under the bus.
>>109299 I don't think the cutie mark would go there, since that's the front of her thigh. It would be further right and tilted closer to being perpendicular to the viewer.
>>109312 >>109314 It's a lot better now. If you want to keep playing with it you can try a tiny bit bigger and moved to the right, and see if that looks better or worse.
I need to practice perspective more, but I've been too busy to draw.
>>109315 Didnt even notice how small the CM had become after meddling with it so much until you pointed that up >Try make it a tiny bit bigger >The /gd/ inside me revs up about dem logos I couldnt stop it… Here s a final version unless there s something glaring bad
You sit down at a makeshift table made of cardboard boxes leftover from creating your castle, alongside the princesses, Twilight, and Shining Armor. Why no one thought to have this in a different room is beyond you, but far be it from Celestia to not think to have a tea party spontaneously in any venue, even if it is a filly playroom full of boxes, bubble wrap, and various toys.
The tea you are served is pretty hot, so you let it cool down for a few minutes before taking a sip. As you do, you find it to have a somewhat funky, but nonetheless enjoyable flavor. It's pretty sweet too.
"Damn Celestia, this is some bomb ass tea. What'd you put in it?"
<<"Oh you like it? Really, it's just Earl Gray. I didn't sweeten it much."
"Well it tastes pretty amazing."
You hear a clink as Twilight's cup is placed upon its porcelain coaster. >"Anon, you said earlier that the changeling spit contains an aphrodisiac, right?"
"Well yeah…" >"Aphrodisiacs work by increasing your body's production of sex hormones. Those hormones are tied to a number of other functions in your body, including your olfactory senses. So you will probably find things smell and taste a bit different than normal."
"Huh."
The rest of the ponies in the room give Twilight blank stares. >"What? I like to branch out in my studies."
She leans over to you and whispers quietly into your ear. >"Masters of Science in Psychology, Magna Cum Laude."
>>109367 >Verb >incutit >third-person singular present active indicative of incutiō >Verb >incutiō (present infinitive incutere, perfect active incussī, supine incussum); third conjugation iō-variant >1. I strike on or against >2. I inspire with, inflict, excite
Trying to say you flunked hard or something? I don't into Latin.
Magna -> Great Cum -> And/Together With Laude -> Praise
We take the grammatical structure and substitute Laude (praise) for Verecundiam (shame), and get "Magna Cum Verecundiam", which Google Translate considers as "With a great sense of shame". Close enough.
Google translate can't do grammar. I've used it before to help me in some Chinese classes during my undergrad, but primarily as a dictionary and a grammar checker. Anything more and you're asking too much of it.
High Schools don't tend to teach much beyond Spanish/French/German, which are a bit easier for Google Translate. Latin has weird grammar. Asian languages also have weird grammar.
>>109393 that explains it a bit better, but I wonder why they're not having as much success with other languages? I guess this is what happens when you fire all the smart people for diversity hires…
Alright, I decided to try my hand at writing. Criticism is welcomed, as this is pretty much my first real attempt at a greentext story. pls no bulli ^:) >be anon >shitposting again tonight, because what else would you do >at least it gives you a break from work and college >this goes on for a few hours >nothing that new has happened in politics >NK is still playing chicken with the rest of the world >at least the syria situation's still going well >the writefags have delivered on more greentexts >you submit a few rsponses, but none roll over 50 >dice are fucking rigged >you check the time, it’s about 3AM >it’s not like you wanted sleep anyway >sign off for the night, going straight to bed >didn’t even bother to take off your pants, you can do that later >you snuggle up to your plush of (favorite pony) and bid her goodnight >yes you do, you fucking autist >. . . >your dreams are… eventful, to say the least >you fall through a portal into a laboratory somewhere >it’s bright, and because of that you don’t get a good look at the being controlling it >they’re distressed by the sound of their voice, though >you feel yourself change, getting smaller and losing feeling in your hands and feet >weirdest dream you’ve ever had >. . . >you don’t want to get out of bed >your alarm hasn’t gone off yet >your bed’s all soft and warm >but you don’t feel tired >like you actually got enough sleep >why? >decide after some internal debate to get up and go about your business >the first thing you notice is how bright it is “Oh shit, I’m late!” >then it hits you >this isn’t your room >it’s all crystalline >the furniture’s weird >your computer is nowhere to be found >and there’s a purple horse sitting in a chair nearby “Where the hell am I?” >”Good, you’re awake. You’re currently inside my castle, and I’m sorry for accidentally bringing you here. I didn’t expect there to be someone on the other side of that portal when I opened it.” “Wait, so then-“ >you look down at yourself >you’re much smaller >you have no hands >you’re green >you’re also a girl now “Oh god, that wasn’t a dream!” >”No, I’m afraid it wasn’t. You probably have quite a few questions, and I’m willing to answer them. You’ll find your stuff in the drawer next to your bed, and you can use this room for as long as you’re here. In the meantime, I’ll find you some food; you’re probably hungry.” >and purple walks out of the room with that last statement >you look around better, getting an idea of what’s in here >there’s a chair in the far right corner >your bed’s in the other right corner >the back wall’s a massive bookshelf covered in books >right next to your bed is a table with a drawer, probably where your stuff is >the door’s near the back left corner >what to do now? >wait, what is my stuff? >should probably check >it's your clothes and your plush >IdontknowwhatIexpected.png >something heavy is in one of your pockets >it's your phone >at least you have something to try to pass time with >but it's dead "Note to self, ask purple about a way to charge this." >not much else to do here, so you decide to go and explore a bit
>>109405 >eventually find purple in what looks to be a kitchen "Hey, Twilight, about those questions." >"Hm? Oh, ye- wait, how do you already know my name?" >Twilight looks fairly confused, but you decide to continue anyway "That's a long story. Anyway, what happened to me last night?" >she apparently decides to not press further into that question >"Follow me, spike can handle the rest of this when he gets back from running errands." >Twilight leads you further into the castle, and it's quite a walk >eventually you get to a room that looks like it was meant for interrogation >there's a table in the middle with two chairs opposite each other >"Please, sit. I hope you don't mind, but I'd also like to ask you a few questions for as long as you're here. Don't worry, I'll still answer everything you ask, it's just not often that you encounter an alien." >you find it weird to be called an alien, but you shrug it off >you take the seat on the left as she takes the one on the right "Alright, I guess. Ladies first?" >Twilight giggles slightly at this, which is when you remember that you've been turned into a girl >However, she becomes more serious as she teleports a clipboard and pen onto the table in front of her >"Please state your name and age for the record." "Anonymous, 22 years old." >she notes this information down quickly and continues >"Alright Anonymous, for every question I ask I'll be happy to answer one in return. First off, where did you come from?" "The United States of America. Now, why am I here?" >she notes down your response and you see her write nearby "What is an America? Inquire further." >"An experiment I was running involving improved teleportation spells ended up opening a rift directly underneath you, and the portal destabilized before you could be put back." >half of it goes completely over your head, but an answer's an answer >"What species do you belong to?" "I'm a human. Why did you turn me into this?" >she notes down the answer you gave and you again notice her penning a response reading "Possible relation to mirror, ask Shimmer." >"I turned you into a pony so as to not draw unneeded attention to your existence here." >who would be giving the unneeded attention? what makes it unneeded, more importantly? >"What is your species's greatest achievement?" "Probably landing people on the moon, but we did that a long time ago." >this answer seems to genuinely stun twilight >she notes this down along with two secondary questions this time, "Possible spacefaring species? Is this even feasible, if so what would it take? Ask Luna." >she regains her composure and waits for your question "Why am I now about 10 years younger and a girl?" >"The transformation spell I used wasn't tuned towards your exact physical makeup, so this is what was generated. And before you ask, I will be able to undo it when it's time for you to go back." >this answer makes you a little less uneasy about your situation, but you still don't like it >"Does your species possess magic in any way, shape or form?" >this question's easy "No, not unless you count slight of hand." >This again appears to puzzle her as she writes this down, adding "Lack of magic intriguing, inquire further. What is 'slight of hand'?" to her notes. >you waste no time after she stops writing, immediately asking your most burning question "When will I be able to go home?" >Twilight puts her hoof to her chin and appears to be thinking fairly hard >She eventually comes up with an answer, but it's not one you like >"I'm not quite sure. The spells I used to open that portal required quite a few rare and valuable items to work properly, and they only had a one-time use." >This puts a severe dent in whatever hope you had >butwaitthere'smore.mp3 >"I'm not even sure if the portal that's opened will lead back to where you came from, either. I didn't even expect the portal to open, much less probe into another universe. You could be here for a very long while, or you could be back home in a month." >At this you break into tears >Twilight seems at first unsure of what to do >after about a second, she moves to your side and gives you a hug >"Don't worry, I'll make sure that you get back and that you're as comfortable and happy as possible while you're here." >holy shit she's soft >like, memories of your favorite childhood blanket levels of soft >and warm too >unfortunately this doesn't stop your crying, but you at least manage to get enough control to reply "What about my family, what about everyone that cares?" >Twilight hesitates for a second as you turn to look at her >"Don't worry, it'll be fine. I'm going to make sure of it." >again, this doesn't help much, but she seems to be genuinely trying >after another few minutes you manage to get control of your emotions again >a few seconds later she breaks the silence >"I think that's enough questions for now, why don't we see how spike's handling your food?" >you instantly go from a look of infathomable sadness to one of surprise, apprehension, and general fear "Spike?" >"He's a dragon and my assistant, but don't worry. He's only a baby, he won't bite that hard!" >Twilight laughs to herself at that last comment as she opens the door for you >she doesn't know that you're not worried by the fact he's a dragon >she doesn't know that you're worried about the fact that he's a fuckup when left to his own devices >you walk out of the room, and follow Twilight back to the kitchen >back to whatever monstrosity Spike has in store for you
Natural Language Processing/Computational Linguistics is a number of hard problems rolled into one. Spanish, French, and German are very easy to translate to English and vice versa, because they use the same grammatical structure with a few minor tweaks (in French, for instance, adjectives come after nouns except in the case of beauty, age, goodness, or size). In Chinese, tense doesn't really exist. You can add a particle "le" to the end of a verb to indicate a completed action, but that doesn't necessarily imply that the phrase is in the past tense. You could also be talking about an action being completed in the future, or currently being completed.
A lot of languages are strongly dependent on context, which can be eaten away in your translation, especially when you are trying to make a tool that translates any language into any other language. Hell, that requirement alone creates a new engineering problem, since it means you either have to write and maintain O(n^2) different language translators, or you have to create the human language equivalent of QEMU. What does QEMU do that's interesting? It can run any instruction set on any other instruction set by first compiling it to an intermediary format and then recompiling it into the host's native machine code format. But QEMU doesn't have to care as much about context, it just needs to know what memory locations are mutated at what time, and what those map to between the source and target architectures. Language translation is all about context.
Making matters worse, the best tool for the job is really just statistical analysis and linear algebra. NLP generally tends to accomplish a lot of tasks with the same tools we use in machine learning and artificial intelligence. In the case of Google Translate, that tool is neural networks (in particular, LSTMs). So what you have is a program that looks at a BUNCH of translations, analyzes them, and generates a function that can do translation. The generated function isn't exactly something a human can easily debug, it's just a bunch of weights that allow it to accurately take in one input, perform some matrix operations, and spit out a semi-reasonable translation. Does there exist some finite sequence of IEEE double precision floating point numbers that can be used to transform any sentence in any language to any other language perfectly every single time? I don't know, but probably not.
Machine Learning is hard, and it's not as if Google has tossed out all of their good talent (just the ones who don't mesh well with the other cogs). I'd say a good chunk of the best machine learning scholars are on their payroll, and it's still not enough to perfect a universal translator.
The university where I did my Bachelor's and Master's had about half of its Computer Science faculty specialized in some field of machine learning. At least two of my professors were working on a project to translate ancient Sumerian tablets, which we don't even have a good dictionary on. My current PhD research focuses on using machine learning/NLP techniques to try and detect attacks on the power grid. I know quite a bit about this subject, but it's not enough.
>>109406 Quite good. I'd advise that you slow down a bit, especially during the cuddly scenes. I like that Twilight is loving and not manipulative like SOME GREENS. While landing on the moon is cool, I'd argue that computers/the internet is more important. Or vaccinations, genetic modification, etc. Also, it's "sleight of hand".
>>109434 >Master's In what? CS I guess? Also they just need to hire Reed Richards, he has a universal translator that works with aliens humanity had never even SEEN before.
>>109434 interesting. Seems like something that is technically feasible, but well outside of our current grasp where technology is concerned. At least that's what I managed to pull out of all that text.
>>109434 >My current PhD research focuses on using machine learning/NLP techniques to try and detect attacks on the power grid. You make me feel like a child, 21 and just now taking Calc 1…
>>109459 Sciences are for nerds anyway. Join the kool kids klub and get a degree in history or english, then you can make a mediocre living for yourself substitute teaching.
>>109460 >What's your major? Right now I'm working towards CS. Not to sure about anything beyond that right now. I was cripplingly lazy in High School and my first year of College, so that did things to my GPA that I'm just now recovering from. Other than that, I'm more concerned about my English Comp class than Calc right now.
>>109481 fug, right. the lack of non-filly here is practically shitposting, so here's the filly i've been scratching together won't look much better when it's cleaned up anyways
So… interesting story. I pulled a 5 on my AP Calc test, which allows it to count for college credit. My university did not allow for the credits to be transferred over, however. As my fortune (or misfortune) would have it, however, I screwed up the paperwork for getting into that university (lost the paperwork in my room, thought I sent it out, told them I lost it in the mail), however, and so spent a quarter at a local community college and re-applied to get into that university during Winter quarter. At the community college, I WAS allowed to count the AP class as both Calc 1 and Calc 2, and used them to take Calc 3, which was multivariable calculus. The next quarter, when I went into the university proper, the Calc 3 class was counted as transferred over, and made me not have to take Calc 1 and Calc 2. However, since I did not end up taking as many math credits as a normal Computer Science student, I had to instead take another math class to count towards the minimum credit requirement.
>>109406 Looks good man. Like the other anon said, you should slow down a bit. Take the time to go through filly's emotions and feels and work on making her more believable. Right now she seems to come to a conclusion, immediately accept it and move on. I'm sure I'd be scared and confused as all hell in her situation. Otherwise it's a promising start and I'm looking forward for more.
>>109521 I want to be the pegasus filly. I also want to be bred as the pegasus filly. I also need to organize my shit, so that I can find the picture that I was originally looking for.
>>109549 I want to be a pegasus filly and snuggle with an earth pone filly and a unicorn filly speaking of pegafilly, how's that writefag with the pegafilly and earth filly green doing?
>>109066 >Another haunting memory emerges in the mind of Anon, as he recalls the last time he met Discord, asking him for help, Discord actually don't give a fuck a1bout Helping Anon or any pony, and yet another thing came out of Twilight's uterus. Unexpected, this time.
>>108552 Hang on, instead of murder if she wrongs us again, why dont we just Truman Show the shit out of her? We know enough of her life to explain it back to her in context as the show, and having her go slowly mad at the realisation she exists purely for the entertainment of little girls sounds fun
>>109623 But Granny Smith has lived since yhe foundation of Ponyville I mean sure she s an erf pone, but still…
Also funnily enough i was just thinking, what if Anon became a filly because 20-30 y/o is actually about just before teen years? Old enough to have a CM but not young enough to be a toddler, which, linking to the previous idea that i wasnt even thinking at the time, would mean that Equestrian ponies live 2-3 times longer than humans do Meaning that twilight didnt age-reverse Anon at all and it d be funnier for purple to call him imature even though he is already an adult
>>109620 Not gonna lie, Anonmare a semen demon, unf
Just think what would happen if after years of "growing up" the forefer filly spell by purple lost its power and anon finally grew into a mare, years of repressed heat crashed at once. The crazy bitch would >Rape a whole city
>>109733 As far i remember it was hundreds on both, i dont have any citations to prove though so if you could point me where i could find it Maybe on the apple family episode? I m shooting on the dark here
Ifni remember correctly it is the one where Applebloom is embarrassed by Granny Smith and she recounts being there when Ponyville was founded. Might have been a different episode where it says how old Ponyville is and people made the connection.
>>109736 It was the one where Granny Smith spoke about the history of Zap Apples in season 1, so it trumps all other instances of ponyville's age as being retcons.
i think my love for this filly is quickly getting unhealthy. >phone wallpapers all of her >more images of her than my reaction folder >passwords with her name in them >account images are almost always of her and more recently >havent gone a single night or nap without cuddling my plush >feel the need to tuck her in before i leave anywhere, because i dont like the thought of her just standing until i get back >take her while i do things around the house, like making breakfast >bring her to watch things with my family, because i dont want her to miss out or feel alone without me like holy shit, what is happening to me?
>>109744 >bring her to watch things with my family, because i dont want her to miss out or feel alone without me Holy shit anon, contain your spaghetti.
>>109745 my spaghetti has long since been spilled at this point for this pic, me mum had walked in and didn't even glance at the set up i don't know if it's because she's used to my autism, or was just too disappointed to acknowledge it
>>109749 yes, because i'm a poorfag and i've had them for years. why else do you think i'm still living with my mom? and lifesize plush before a gun can't wait to end up like that one guy who always talked about being married to twilight and shit
I hate that fictional women made by men are so much more loveable than actual women. Words can't describe what it's like to look at a modern "Shitty Bitch" and understand exactly what bullshit she does, says, and thinks, and why she's like this. I don't know if I'm going to spend my life waiting for a decent woman I'll never meet, or if I'll subject myself to a miserable marriage with an unlikable cunt who'll remove my ability to enjoy my life in return for removing her ability to fuck random strangers at the bar and get away with it.
>>109754 >step 1: find your true waifu, your reason to get up in the morning >step 2: get horse to experience intimacy and affection >step 3: connect with your fellow faggots, get IRL niggas to spill spaghetti and talk horses with >step 4: live happily and get rich, to live comfortably from then on >step 5: wait for pone AI or advanced VR to be created >step 6: you now have the funds and time to have her, and can live the rest of your life in paradise
>>109757 Sometime in the future, when genetic engineering has advanced far enough, some mad scientist is going to illegally create a race of sapient ponies. Will it be considered "removing yourself from the gene pool" if you can fuck your living, breathing waifu?
>>109754 Don't worry you will eventually become so jaded that you realise it literally doesn't matter. It happens shortly after you realise your friends don't care and would rather you stopped bumming them out other it.
Or that the crushing loneliness just becomes the norm and you end up living with it and can't remember what it's like to have intimate contact with another human being. It's all you've known for so long. Like a devil on your shoulder who you are now on well past first name basis with.
>>109763 Anon, it's been rigged on both sides… The votes for anonfilly are only 34 less than the total number of voters in the initial roster poll, while the votes for the burdened are 16 over that number Also, the thread's calmed down by now and is actually getting somewhere I only need to wait for one or two more responses from MagicBlue before I can make sure everything's been clarified, and maybe make sure there's no hard feelings once everything's resolved
>>109778 Why do we need new threads? We have the last 50 posts feature and it takes a while for threads to fall off the board. It makes no sense to be in such a rush for new threads.
Fucking Christ that's insane. Plushies take weeks to make, so it's important to take good care of them. I have difficulties keeping my plush's fur from getting discolored because the oils from my skin rub off on her in my sleep. Doesn't matter if you shower every day, you can never be clean enough for a plushie with light colored fur. Getting any positive change requires a lot of scrubbing with either oxy clean or a detergent without fabric softener (fabric softener destroys minky fabric).
What sort of self loathing lunatic would ruin their own plush?
>>109701 I-I guess I could be the filly… It's not like I'd have a problem with it, really. Guess it'd be pretty cool. It's just that I want the filly, more than I want to be her. I want to pleasure her. Make her squirm. Indulge myself in her beautiful little body. I want my fill of filly.
>>109810 That it hardly matters at this point, /mlp/ has been invaded and occupied by outsiders, I went into the Pixelcanvas thread the other day and they were seriously discussing removing the /mlpol/ stuff to appease the ancoms. There's nothing left on /mlp/, not even its userbase.
>>109816 Wouldn't surprise me… people are always abusing retarded legal loopholes. I'll probably never have children with another woman directly, so that's the most involved I'm gonna get. Ideally lawyers wouldn't be pieces of shit, but I'm starting to think the Chinese were right to kill sharks for food.
>>109802 oh my fucking christ that's a man with too much degeneracy to deal with, i'm just a faggot with too much autism and terrible social skills- i think i'll be fine now. and what kind of faggot who "loves" their plush would let them get fucking double-teamed and messed up like that? only tender lovings and vanilla things for my filly
So… there is an anon, who I shall henceforth call 1-800-FILLIES. He starts threads at 800+ replies regardless of whether or not there is a need for it. If I start typing up another update, is he going to start a new thread halfway through that update?
If you guys want to keep threads for longer, then you need to come up with a new guideline so people aren't demotivated to post because they're waiting for the next thread.
Higher post count? Or maybe when the thread reaches a certain page? Threads die on 11, so how about page 8? Gives plenty of time for people to notice and move over.
Of course, it's always up for change if people have suggestions.
I'm going to bed so I'll read through replies sometime tomorrow.
Page 8 seems like a good metric. Means when it's on page 7, I can finish up reading any stories I need, update the pastebin, and produce a new recap for the next thread.
>>109527 That's absurd, I would want to make filly feel good too. But I want to be abused as a filly into severe clinical depression bordering on suicide.