/mlpol/ - My Little Politics

>>182302
I call dibs to be the first filly to pick the candies from the shared basket

Held off on an update because I was expecting a new thread to be created any minute, but then you guys decided to wait. Oh well, recap time!

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

>Be Anon Filly.
>One of seven humans who have been turned into horses by forces unknown.
>All of which have taken over the bodies of existing ponies, who have been thrust into the astral plane, doomed to watch you try to save the world.
>Well, except for the pony whose body you took over.
>Fucking bitch stole the Elements of Harmony to make herself corporeal.
>Led you on a wild goose chase in the middle of the swamp only to find out she's headed in the opposite direction - back to her home in Manehatten.
>You'll show her though, you know Princess Celestia, and you're totally gonna tell on her.
>You just need to get home first.
>Right now, you have stopped for lunch - an owl that Daring Do decided out of nowhere to kill, and Twilight intends to cook.
>This probably won't be good for your digestion, but fuck it, food's food.

Filly is boopsturbating and there's nothing you can do about it.

>>182315
Oh yeah? She can't boop herself if I boop her first.

You point your hoof at the strange-looking bird that Twilight has mounted on a stick, with a look of confusion and surprise about your face.

"Okay, two questions. One, what's a tarragon? Two... that's an owl? What the fuck?"

Twilight pulls up a second sprig of tarragon and levitates it over to your nose. It certainly smells like something you might find in a well-stocked spice cabinet.

>"That's tarragon. It's an aromatic herb. Goes well with chicken and turkey, will probably work for owl as well. If you're gonna cook poultry, you might as well do it right. Especially when it's an animal that isn't that common precisely because it's an apex predator."

Her tone gets a little more annoyed towards the end as she glares over in Daring's direction.

>"Anyways, yes, it's still an owl. Birds look a little weird when you pull out their feathers and internal organs. It's looking a little bit thinner than it was before though, so I'm thinking about stuffing it with mushrooms."

"Do you actually know what mushrooms here are edible?"

>"Yeah, the yellow ones that look like..."

Daring pipes up to speak over her as she starts digging up a firepit.

>"They're called chanterelles. They look kinda like a whore's used up cunt, but golden. Remember to wash it first in case it's covered in ants. Also, don't pick anything that glows in the dark. Those are jack o' lanterns, and they'll actually make you sick. Well, they'll make a human sick. Don't know about horses."

Twilight rolls her eyes, still rather annoyed by the ex con.

>"Yeah, what she said. Anyways, do you think you could forage some up while we get the fire going?"

>>182318
"Shame, I was interested in watching the CIA go up against an outback ex con in wilderness survival skills." [1d100 = 82]

>>182318
Go foraging but also look for Psilocybin mushrooms [1d100 = 58]

Need an excuse to shoehorn Twilynanas into a story. What happens to filly when Twilynanas occurs?

>>182325
>twilynanas
Wat.

>>182315
No Boop November!

>>182307
Shit. L-leave some good stuff for the rest of us, okay?

>>182302
Any other fillies here doing the /mlp/ Secret Santa?

>>182326

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LrL86ztu2CY

Twilynanas.

>>182331
tl;dw?

>>182334
I think he's referring to 19:01 in the video.

>>182325
Ok, what if the pudding has crystal meth in it, and the fil-oh wait

>>182318
Anonfilly doesn't like mushrooms and Twilight is actually asking her to scrounge around in the dirt with her mouth like a dog.
[1d100 = 64]

>>182135 →
>>182136 →
Not bad, but that is seriously out of character for Sweetie Belle. When has she ever been so mean? Also, would she even know the word autistic?

>>182348
No, it's more like a pig sniffing out truffles.

Is there filly art of that somewhere?

>>182334

>tl;dw
It's a new episode of My Little Pony. What the fuck do you mean you're not gonna watch it? Do you even watch the show?

>>182315
>implying
she wants a fucking boop, she'll get one

>>182329
I'm still on the fence about it
I've never done this sort of thing before, so I'm super nervous about a bunch of stuff

>>182362
just do it you faggot
i'm a 3 year vetera, nothing's gone wrong yet
and today's the last day of sign ups

>>182362
I've never tried it before, but I know someone who got a choice Luna plush out of it.

>>182329
I feel like /mlpol/ should try to do one. We've probably got just enough people for it to be fun.

>>182329
>>182362
Been doing it since the first year. Always lots of autistic fun.

>>182362
I'm nervous too. But I figured, why not? Have some fun this season.

Hurry up though, window is closing. Join in the fun, Anon.

>>182381
No u

>>182355
I’ll confess
I don’t watch the show
I came from /pol/ to call you guys faggots
I stayed because it’s honestly pretty damn cute

Now all my friends think I am a horsefucker... and I don’t regret anything
What has this board done to me

>>182387
>spoiler
Your mistake for showing your power level my dude

>>182387
what it does to anyone who dares lurk in our domain, anon
one of us
ONE OF US

>>182387
ONE OF US

>>182331
TL;DW?

>Hape is a fundamental aspect of design

Teacher handed this worksheet out in my graphics design class today. Got me thinking about how fillies would try to teach courses.

>>182387
ONE OF US
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>>182405
>2018
>Going into graphic design
Don't expect to ever afford a filly plush

>>182407
That's assuming I put all my eggs into one basket. My actual main plan is software development.

>>182387
ONE OF US!

>>182387
G O O B L E
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Another incessant reminder for all of you to give me your shit for the Doc and Dropbox now, or forever be lost to the void.

>Be Twilight
>It's Nightmare Night, and you have just finished getting all of the fillies dressed up in their costumes
>Rarity agreed to help out with the costumes, and you are happy with the results
>Some skeletons, a ghost, a werewolf...
>And a cute pumpkin costume for the Babby
>...She wasn't too happy about that at first, but she put up with it
"Alright, is everypony ready?"
>They all shout out at once
>"Yeah!"
"Good! Lets get going."
>You levitate the Babby up and into your chest carrier, strapping her in
>The other fillies grab their buckets and wait eagerly
>You open the door, and the fillies take off into the night
"Hey! Wait up!"

>...

>Tonight has been exhausting
>You've just spent the last few hours leading all of the fillies around town trick-or-treating
>Well, "leading" is stretching it
>Half the fillies couldn't wait to get to the next house and kept running ahead
>The only way you could keep them from completely leaving your sight was to threaten to keep their candy from them
>Worked like a charm
>As you approach the castle, you can hear the fillies still grumbling about having to go home
>You open the door, and they pour into the hall
>Several fillies dump out their buckets on the ground and begin sorting through the candy
>"Ugh, fucking candy corn"
>"Dibs!"
>"Hands off, faggot!"
>"We don't have hands anymore, faggot!"
>"Fuck you!"
>Well, this won't end well
"Girls, watch the language."
>They look at you with a slight look of worry
>"Sorry."
>Huh, no complaints
>Must still be scared of your threats from earlier
>As the fillies begin trading candy, you look down at the Babby in your carrier
>She looks like she's about to fall asleep, clearly tired from the night
"Lets go get you changed and down for the night, okay?"
>She scrunches at you, and babbles a protest
>You shake your head and look back at the rest
"You fillies be good, I'll be right back. Don't eat too much candy before bed, okay?"
>"Okay."
>You walk down the hall to the nursery, leaving the rest to their candy trading

>...

>Be a filly
"Is she gone?"
>The lookout filly peeks around the corner of the hallway and turns back, nodding her head
"Fuck yeah, lets eat!"
>You all begin cramming candy into your mouthes as fast as you can
>One filly speaks up
>"Uh... don't you think we should listen to Twi and save some for later?"
"Starbutt's probably going to ration our candy anyway, might as well eat what we can before she has the chance."
>"Yeah, 10 pieces of candy says she makes a fucking schedule for us too."
>You all giggle
>"I guess that makes sense..."
>The other filly joins in
>You probably burn through half your candy before Twilight comes back

>...

>Be Twilight
>Babby is all cleaned up and tucked into her crib
>Thankfully she was too tired to put up much of a fight this time
>You know it must be embarrassing given her situation, but you can't understand why she makes it so hard on you
>It is in her own best interest...
>You quietly shut the door to the nursery and turn back down the hall
>Time to get all the other fillies ready for bed
>You round the corner, and your jaw drops
>Hundreds of wrappers litter the floor around them
"Fillies!"
>They jump and look up at you in shock
>"Aw, crap..."
>"You were supposed to be watching, dumbass!"
>"What? You never told me to do that!"
"Quiet, all of you!"
>They stop arguing and look back at you
>Using your magic, you put all of their candy back in their buckets and take the buckets away from them
>They groan
"I'm going to be keeping these locked up. If you all are good, I'll give you a little bit each day."
"I should have come up with a schedule from the start..."
>"Told you"
>A filly smacks the one who spoke up
>You glare at her
"Now, go take your costumes off and get ready for bed."
>They grumble as they get up and walk down the hall toward their room
>You teleport away with the candy into another room in the castle
>You set the buckets down in the corner of the room
>This room is locked, so none of them will be able to get in
>...You hope
>After double checking the lock, you teleport back to the hallway
>You listen as you walk toward their room
>Surprisingly, you don't hear anything
>You open the door
>There's a pile of costumes on one side of the room
>...And a pile of fillies on the other side
>Seems they were so tired they didn't even make it into bed
>You take a moment to watch them, all curled up with each other
>They really are cute when they're not fighting or shouting expletives
>You smile, and close the door slowly
>You'll talk with them more in the morning
>For now, you leave them to their rest
>You could really use some, too

>>182460
oh yeah https://pastebin.com/4kQ2hdG8

>>182461
The fuck is candy corn anyways?

>>182471
Tee hee hoddle hah, you know what i meant
What does it taste like, texture, etc.

>>182474
>taste
Sweet, almost like white chocolate.
>texture
Mushy.

>>182469
It's basically sugar and confectionery wax.
I love it

>>182476
>>182480
Please brush and floss after every time you consume them, that shit is highly corrosive to teeth.
also don't be a pleb, candy pumpkins > candy corn

>>182482
Even candy vag?

>>182318

"Shame, I was interested in watching the CIA go up against an outback ex con in wilderness survival skills."

>"Yeah, this isn't a competition right now, this is lunch. Unless you'd rather go hungry until we get back on the train..."

"I'd rather not, but I'm gonna be honest, I don't really like mushrooms and don't really feel like scrounging around in the dirt with my mouth flike a dog."

She tosses you her saddlebags.

>"Pick them up with your hooves, put them in here. You can have a slice of the owl without any mushrooms on it, but you're not getting any more than anyone else, okay?"

"...fine."

Begrudgingly, you set about foraging again, still taking Blossom with you, if only to give yourself someone to talk to. She doesn't have so much of a problem with picking up mushrooms with her mouth, although she stops as you start adding a few "extras" that Twilight didn't ask for. You're not quite sure what they look like, but you're pretty sure if you add a wide variety of mushrooms to the bag, one of them might be psilocybin.

>"Are you sure you should be shoving those in the bag with the others?"

"Eh, it'll be fine. I'm gonna check with Daring if any of these are good."

With your bag filled up, you make your way to a creek to wash the mushrooms off. Blossom carries a few extra chanterelles in her mouth "just in case", despite your notes that it would be unnecessary. Once cleaned, you bring your haul back to camp and present them to Daring.

"So Daring, are any of these mushrooms, uh, 'magic', if you catch my drift?"

She picks one up and scratches it lightly with her hoof, watching the bruised fungus change color to black before her eyes.

>"This mushroom will cause renal failure. You will die very, very slowly. It would probably be healthier to swallow a few shards of broken glass, to be honest."

"Okay, and the others?"

>"Well, all of those mushrooms have spent time rubbing against one another in the bag, so I'd consider the whole batch to be poisoned. Good job!"

"I'm pretty sure a mushroom can't make another mushroom poisonous just by touching it."

>"Maybe, maybe not. I'm not taking any chances. Neither should Twi if she knows what's good for her."

Blossom places down her chanterelles in a separate pile.

>"I still got some!"

Twilight lifts up Blossom's mushrooms with her magic, inspects them, and then promptly stuffs them into the owl. She begins roasting it slowly over the newly-created fire, rotating the stick constantly to make sure all sides get cooked evenly.

>"That'll do guys. Lunch'll be served soon. I hope you all have an appetite."

>>182487

Yeah, I'll change that in the pastebin. Typos happen.

>>182490
No problem, just pointing it out in case you missed it

>>182486
Might as well eat. We also haven't had the voices in the filly's head berate each other in a while, so let's try to bring her one step closer to insanity. Bad voices. Bad. Just listen to Purple and Daring next time. [1d100 = 92]

>>182486
Start hitting yourself over the head for repeating a needlessly naughty and destructive childhood.
[1d100 = 60]

>>182497
>>182527
>Driving the filly to insanity with mere shitposts that happens to be the voices inside her head
The mind is a fragile thing... I pray for any future victims unfortunate enough to be subject to the same fate.

>Fillies want to draw
>But there s no paper anywhere in the castle and purple wont buy any supplies either
>So they just start painting in the walls
>A filly close to the window see Twilight coming back with groceries
>Warning everyone about it, all fillies rush to a bedroom
>The bedroom of one of the fillies, where a cuddle pile was going to happen this night
>A scream can be heard coming from downstairs as the last filly makes her way in
>The door needs to be locked, stat
>During a quick discussion they decide that there s no way out
>Purple is a friggin alicorn, so nothing is going to stop her from breaking her way in
>Nothing but themselves
>Surely she wouldnt go as far as hurting her own fillies would she?
>A courageous filly is the first to rush to the door, laying down by it
>Soon all fillies follow suit and a great pile locks the door
>As if having a magnet, they hear angry hoofsteps on the corridor
>Somehow purple knew exactly which door she needed to get to
>But pushing the door only met with a wall of fillies
"G-go away purple, we re having some comfy here"
>"Oh yea, can somepony explain the "comfy" from downstairs?"
"It was the orange filly!"
"Hey Im here too, also it was the blue one"
"Im innocent and its teal. Teal! REEEEEEE!"
>The door started shaking, as purple put more pressure on pushing it open
>And for a moment, the fillies were scared that Twilight would throw caution to the wind
>Dealing with them as if they were just another furniture, no doubt hurting some from the pile
>But as soon it started, it stopped
>Countless fillies sighed, finally being safe from the purple menace
>But a groan from outside showed them that they were not safe yet
>It was then that the door was pushed open once more
>Bumping into the pile, it opened just enough for a purple spark to make its way thru
>Each filly it passed by filled said filly it caressed with fear
>It kept floating around the pile, going from filly to filly as if searching for something
>More groans could be heard from outside the door, as the spark kept going from one place to another
>But at last, it found its way out into an open space by the outer wall
>And after doing some circles, a flash soon followed
>"You re in so much trouble missies"
"Oh fuck run!"
>High pitched screams filled the room, the fillies being quick to ditch the pile
>Like quicksand, all fillies slid out like a sea of green with little orange dots
>And in no time the ground was soon indiscernible from their fur
>Twilight couldnt help but magic herself in place, to not be swept out by it all
>Turning her head away, she lifted a wing over it to protect herself
>And seeing the opportunity one of the fillies moved to open the door
>But as soon her hoof touched the handle, it burned
>"No one is getting out until we talk!"
>Panic soon filled the room
>Some unifillies laid themselves on the ground, trying to think on a way to use their magic to escape
>Some pegafillies started flying, trying to find their way out in the air
>Some Erf-fillies started kicking the walls, trying to find a hollow area
>But all around, chaos reigned as most of them just kept running around an annoyed Twilight
>"Celestia have mercy…"

>>182623
STOP BEING MEAN TO TWILIGHT!

>>182631
as soon as she stops making us wear diapers.

>>182635
All the time or only at night?

>>182637
All the time

>>182635
I have a solution. Stop being a baby.

>>182639
But im a man, shes keeping me here against my will!

>>182644
That would imply you weren't already potty trained, or that your memory was entirely wiped when you were turned into the Babby.

>>182645
>turned into babby
that would imply she didnt turn you into anon egg.

>>182645
The new body could be what's causing it.
Or Twilight selectively removed just that part of your memory.

>>182645
Well i can imagine potty training is far different as a filly than as a human, with how the backlegs bend, the tail, diferent toilet design for the body and all that

>>182649
Well yeah, I mean look at that filly. She's gonna piss all over her tail if she tries to go like that.

>>182655
Toilets are hard

>>182658
>>182655
but anon would know. so he wants to piss on himself.

>>182659
So you're saying he's a pissfag?

>>182652
Well, keep in mind she's quoting Faust there.

>>182659
Maybe she's playing dumb to keep up the filly act

>>182660
yes

>>182663
>Luft and Anon playing doctor
"What is it Dr. Gaas?"
>"Anon, it's serious. I'm afraid you're..."
"Give it to me straight, doc!"
>"Terminally gay."

>>182664
kek

Lone is my favorite writefag.

>>182664
MOAR!!

>>182664
made me laugh.
>>182666
Are you sure it is not Eatcarbs, Satan?

>>182668
Yes.

>>182670
Kek

so, we doing these now?

>>182670
>>182674
Why is this even a meme?

>>182686
Because laughing at normalfags is fun.

>>182670
lmao
>>182674
Don't fall for this shitpost Reubes, we all love you.

>>182722
Reuben master race!

>>182723
Reuben is delicious. I mean both of them.

>>182725
L-Lewd!!

>>182670
>>182674
Am I too late to hop on the shitty meme train?

>>182739
10/10

>>182739
Good meme

>>182739
>Bottom Text.png
nice

>>182486

You ought to be mad about having your hard work thrown out just because you thought you might like to try psychedelics, but somehow, you're not. Despite the outcome, you still have meat. And even though you know you're going to have a stomach ache later on, it's still food.

The owl tastes a bit gamey when it's finally removed from the fire, but the herbs make it into some pretty decent fair. You savor every bite, thanking the heavens that one of your party members is someone's mom, even if she's not your own. Having someone who can cook -- and really cook -- makes everything worth it.

Just as you're starting to feel comfortable about all of this, the voices start popping into your head again. Maybe you should hit yourself in the head. Like really hard. You're a dumb filly who keeps making the same naughty mistakes you made in your childhood. Why can't you just be good and listen to the purple one next time?

Gaaaaah, why can't they just shut up? You don't want this. There's only a little bit of owl left and you stopped savoring it to think about those stupid nonsense voices! You try to clear you mind, if only for a few minutes, so you can enjoy the last of the meat. You probably won't be getting anything more like this in months.

And as you finish it up and start packing everything up to get back on the road, the voices come back. They tell you you're a slut, who would fuck anything that moves just to satisfy your immense sexual curiosity from being put into a female body. Lesbian sex, straight sex, impregnation, rape, doesn't matter. Fuck, you might just start licking another pony's dirty hooves one of these days, wouldn't you?

"Fuck off!"

You said that one out loud, didn't you? You haven't been talking at all for about 20 minutes, and out of nowhere, you shouted this at the top of your lungs. Your friends are all staring at you, somewhat concerned. Twilight is the first to break the silence.

>"Anon, are you alright?"

>>182753
Stare blankly at Twilight while making dial-up noises. [1d100 = 6]

>>182753
[1d100 = 77]

[1d20 = 17]
>>182753
piss your diaper

>>182755
Boosting.
[1d100 = 49]

>>182753
Tell her that you miss your mom [1d100 = 64]

>>182753
Also, it's "fare", not fair

>>182753
Rolling to restore Anon's sanity. If we're going to kill some commies and BTFO a faggot impersonating us, then we need every last brain cell we can hold on to. said restoration should come in the form of a mental pep talk from one voice that's louder than the others.
[1d100 = 16]

>be the filly
>Shining Armor just gote done raiding your lab
>having legal guardians is nice, but they could be less pushy
>he said he should get rid of anything connecting the lab to methamphetamine
>clean slate, i guess
>but really, did he have to throw out all your precurser?
>cunt
>"so, where do you want to go for dinner?"
>you resist the urge to start reeeing for tendies
"dunno, pizza?"
>"oooh, pizza sounds good
>fucking peetzer poner
>in ageement, you go out to the local pizza parlor
>after you all arrive, you place your orders
>you never understood how ponies knead dough with hooves
>the waiter comes back with your pizzas
>nothin but vegetables & cheese
>its a good thing you actually like vegetarian pizza
>as you dig in, you notice a certain orange pony glaring at you from a corner booth
>son of a bitch
>he nods in the direction of the restroom, probably hinting to meet you there
>you painstakingly resist the urge to explain out loud from across the room how retarded that is, so you motion towards the door
>he nods confirmingly
>you finish up your dinner and tell Shining that you want to get some fresh air
>"sure thing, dont be too long and we'll meet you back at the castle"
>you head across the street and head into an ajacent alley
>you wait for a few minutes, and Crystal meets you there
>"i have several questions, first and foremost being why in tartarus are you eating pizza with the feds?"
"Long story, but-"
>"no i want to hear it"
"That 'fed' is my legal uncle, and now my guardian. Yes, that means he lives at the castle, yes that means we can't cook there anymore, and no, i'm not a rat."
>"i guess that makes sense, but what are we gonna do to cook? I have a basement where i can set up a lab, but you'll need to smuggle out precurser"
"oh it gets better. That dick decided that it would be appropriate to take all my methylamine and Phenylacetone and pour it out the window"
>"you are joking."
"Dont worry, i have a plan. I'll swing by your place after school and explain"
>"this better be good or i'm skipping town and i suggest you do too"
>you both leave

>after an uneventful day at school, you swing by a drugstore to pick up a few things before heading to Crystal Clear's place
>you knock on the door, and he lets you in leading you to the kitchen
>you both sit at a dining table and you put your rather heavy bag down
>"so, do you have a few gallons of P2P in that bag, or a miracle?"
>you reach into the bag and retieve a box of cold medicine, placing it on the table
>"what, you got the flu or something?"
"This is the answer to our problem"
>"unless you know somepony that lives out in the boonies who want to trade cold medicine for methylamine, i'm not seeing it
"We are not going to need Methylamine. We are going to use a substitution on the pseudoephedrine in these cold pills with red phosphorous and iodine and preform a acid/base reduction to purify it into Methamphetamine"
>he's in shock
>"..so no p2p"
"No p2p"
>"you're telling me we can make actual meth, out of cold pills?"
"yep."
>"YESS BITCH! humph, so, what's the plan of attack?"
"We're gonna need a heating pad, round bottom boiling flasks, bekers, and a shit load of cold pills, iodine crystals, and matchbooks"
>"matchbooks?"
"For Red phospherous, unless you've got a pyrotechnic's permit and can buy it over the counter"
>"right, well i've got all the glassware, and i'm assuming that you have supplies in that bag"
"you assue correctly. Well? Cmon lets get started"
>you both head into the basement and set up a lab with the missmatched glassware Crys has
>all adequite, exept for having to substitute a boiling flask with a rather large erlenmeyer flask
>he says it wont crack, and you feel safe in assuming so
>you get to work

>>182781
Reposting because i fucked up the formatting
>one meth cooking montage that would get the writer arrested if he described it here later
>you look at the tray of pure glass meth before you
>"so this stuff should be just as strong as the p2p stuff, right?
"Actually, it's even stronger. By using pseudoephedrine we eliminate the L-Methamphetamine from being synthesized"
>"L-Meth?"
"There are two types of meth, L-Meth and N-Meth. N-Meth is much stronger than L-Meth, so you want to produce as much of that over the L-Meth as possible"
>"how do you know so much about this?"
>you best shut up before you hint that you're not from equestria
"Twilight kept very maticulous notes. She wrote that it might be possible to synthesize meth from ephedrine but wrote it off as useless since the p2p cook worked fine"
>"so we're the only ones to know about this method, right?"
"As far as i know"
>"sweet celestia, we can make as much as we want, while everyone else fights over methylamine!"
"We have the methods here to become kingpins, you and me, ruling the steeets"
>"the feds would catch up to us if we flaunt our wealth though"
"Absolutely, the nail that stands tall gets hammered down"
>"yeah, i'll weigh this up and bag it. I'll see you tomorrow at Cane's place"
"Yeah, bye"
>you leave and head straight home
>reaching your front door you head inside
"I'm Home!"
>you see shining armor and candence sitting on a couch nearby
>"you took a while, young mare. What took you so long"
>you look at a clock and see that its 5:30
>fuck where were you for 2 hours
>extra curricular?
>yeah that'll work
>but what?
>chemistry tutoring?
>no thats way too toungue in cheek
>wait
>music tutoring
>that'll work
"I signed up for music tutoring"
>"wow! What instrument?"
>maybe not a good idea
>but, good thing you can already play
"Guitar"
>"Guitar? Without magic? How do you work the frets though?
>"hey, if Octavia can work strings with hooves i'm sure my little filly can too"
"Look, i'm tired, can i go to my room now?"
>"sure, but i want you to practice at home if you want to get good. I'll take you guitar shopping if you like"
"No thanks, there's already a guitar in my room, the previous owner left it"
>"right, i remember anon."
>"he was weird."
>you head to your room
>you weren't lying about the guitar
>its one of the only things you have from earth
>you were innawoods when you fell through the portal to equestria twilight made
>so you had everything on your back at the time
>one acoustic guitar, one khukuri, a rucksack containing 6 MRE's and 400 rounds of .223 for your AR15, said AR15, a walkman, and a cassette copy of Wish You Were Here by Pink Floyd.
>good thing you were always anal about analog music
>no MP3s in equestria

>>182722
>fall for the shitpost
I'm not shitposting.
>wastes about a literal month of our time because he gets off to shitty anime plots
>arc that will obviously resolve in 'kill the commie because commies are bad lmao'
not that commies aren't fucking retarded, it's just a tired and predictable formula.
>can't actually into greentext or prose, writes in a disgusting amalgam of the two
>only has about thirty anonfilly images saved
>Came from 8chan where he did a cyoa to the same vein, will inevitably abandon us like his last story when he gets bored of the concept
>can't even get the concept right; sure it's a grown man in a filly's body, but the emotional connection you have with the characters is nonexistent because autists can't into emotions
>is apparently now the staple writefag everybody sucks the dick of after carbs decided Fallout was more fun than writing
t. someone who once saw promise in Reuben's shitty fic.

>>182782
This is getting interesting. Criminal filly trying to live with normal pones seems fun. Especially when the princess of the Crystal empire is taking care of filly who wants to build a crystal empire of her own. Keep it up.

>>182845
>arc that will obviously resolve in 'kill the commie because commies are bad lmao'
You seem to think it won't end in some kind of exorcism of the commie out of Fizzlepop like the actual demons commies are.

>>182845
sounds like you like communists.

>>182908
Nice, but why is filly's tongue covered with turmeric?

>>182912
What, don't you smoke weed every day too, or are you a poorfag?

Should probably let you all know that I might not be able to keep to a daily update schedule over the next couple of weeks, as I have qualifying exams for my PhD coming up, and I need to deal with both those and some homework assignments.

>>182845
>>182911

>wastes about a literal month of our time because he gets off to shitty anime plots
A fair point. I was not that proud of the time loop plot, and half of it was improvised. Yes, improvised, because my general approach to CYOA stories is the same approach I take to Game Mastering in tabletop RPGs, just on a slower scale. The idea to do a time loop came to me when I was wondering how to deal with the fact that Twilight was going to know about the fact that she was in a story. Then in the second loop, I came up with the exit condition. Then, after the loop terminated, I came up with the reason the loop occurred in the first place.

>arc that will obviously resolve in 'kill the commie because commies are bad lmao'
That would be one possible ending, but not the only one. You will be offered choices to turn the story in a different direction. If I had an absolute planned ending, this would not be a "Choose Your Own Adventure" story.

>can't actually into greentext or prose, writes in a disgusting amalgam of the two
Also a fair point. That said, I've been trying not to change style too much as the story progresses.

>only has about thirty anonfilly images saved
I have 116 AnonFilly images saved. I tend not to save a ton because I also tend to name each and every file instead of using something that's difficult to find, like "large.png"

>Came from 8chan where he did a cyoa to the same vein, will inevitably abandon us like his last story when he gets bored of the concept
Technically, the CYOA I wrote there came to a conclusion. I did not just abandon the story in the middle of nowhere. Barring some major changes in my life, I do not see myself abandoning this story until it has reached some sort of ending.

>can't even get the concept right; sure it's a grown man in a filly's body, but the emotional connection you have with the characters is nonexistent because autists can't into emotions
I'm not sure if you're suggesting that Filly isn't supposed to be having emotional connections because she's autistic, or that I'm bad at describing emotional connections because I'm autistic. If the former, you're a bit off in your understanding of autism. It doesn't make you incapable of feeling emotions or forming emotional bonds with others. It just makes you very bad at understanding other people's emotions from their body language, and expressing emotions in an appropriate manner.

>>182923

I'm not sure why I made that second quote in there to the "Radical" poster.

>>182923
it's the latter.

>>182925

Well I suppose that is true. I do what I can to entertain you guys, but I'm not going to pretend this is something I'm skilled at.

>>182913
no
mrajuano is bad drug

>>182932
Try the devil's grass anon. It will open worlds for you.

>>182753

You opt to make an "okay" sign with your forefinger and thumb, only to realize you don't actually have fingers. Clearly, an actual answer is necessary.

"I think I miss my mom."

Blossom almost instinctively tosses her hooves around you in a warm hug. Twilight looks like she's about to do the same, but then stops.

>"Wait, didn't your mom die in childbirth?"

"I- yeah. Doesn't mean I can't still miss her. I never got to know her. And now I'm in the middle of a swamp in the middle of Equestria without a mom I never got to meet. It fucking sucks."

She places a hoof over your shoulder.

>"It sucks for all of us. I miss my husband and my kids. Blossom I bet misses her parents. And Daring..."

You all turn to face the ex-con, who simply offers a shrug in response.

>"I guess I miss my penis."

This turns Twilight's face rather sour. As if she didn't have enough problems with Daring.

>"You're happy to be here, aren't you? Completely new life, no criminal record? Population's low enough that you can live out in the wilderness without being bothered except when you're needed to save the world?"

>"Pretty much."

>"...I'm planning to find a way to get back home. I don't know if it will send just me, some of us, or all of us. It will probably easiest to send all of us, since our fates are tied together. I don't care if you want to stay, but don't get in my way."

She turns back to you and seems to relax a bit, passing a gentle hoof along your cheek.

>"And as for you... I can't bring your mom back from the dead, but I will get you home. I don't care what it takes. But I can't do this alone. I know all of this sucks, but I guess sometimes you need to just soldier on. We'll make it through this, okay?"

>>182938
"Yes...yes we will. I just...I just need to clear my head while we continue on home. I'll be fine." [1d100 = 68]

>>182934
this. you'll become a nazboi.

>>182669
You know one space in name field is enough, right?

>>182953
are you sure?

>>182965
The guy who owns that one is cuter than the plush, no homo.

>>182975
at that point though, wouldn't it be faster to just perform a lobotomy?

>>182975
if i were the filly i wouldn't complain.

>>182965
>have a dream featuring filly plush last night
>picture of one gets posted next day
cute and slightly spooky filly

>>182931
That's a nice combination of fillies

>>182948
I want to have a ree-off with another filly

>>182938
Thanks, CIA [1d100 = 13]

>>183002
It doesn't have to be.

>>183002
Of course it's never over, this is the Mommy Issues General. It'll spark up again soon, maybe even now.

I, too, want my diaper changed by a loving momfu.

>>183047
Kek, that face.

Who are the two ponies speaking?

>>183049
Purple and Ponk

>>183050
Ah, nice. Kinky Pinkie.

Good luck explaining that one.

>>183047
what a fagfilly
at least she doesnt need to explain much

>>183074
As it should be.
Fillies' cuteness are derived from a non sexual attraction, like our natural predisposition to pet and care.

>>183074
>Days go by
>You've tried not to eat anything, but the apples just looked so tasty
>You have no anus but you must shit
>Consult purplesmart
>She's very confused
>Tells you that your pooper should appear naturally when you have to shit
>Nope.png
>Something about the transformation fucked up the mechanics of it
>Rushed to Hospital
>Twilight holds your hoof as you're put under
>Wake up
>Twilight looks down at you with a smile
>You can see there are tears in her eyes
>"Well, they were able to fix you Nonny."
>Fuck yeah
>Reach down to touch bits
>Twilight stops you
>"You're still healing, sweetie."
>Aight
>Give it a few days
>Catheter in, hurriedly notify a nurse whenever you have to shit
>New muscles have little control
>Finally, you're allowed to go home
>Catheter removed, Twiggles lets you ride on her back.
>Enjoying the mane in your breeze when you feel something wet beneath you
>Fuuuuuuuu
"S-sorry..."
>She sighs deeply
>"Don't worry honey, it's not your fault."
>Leaves you sitting on the toilet while she goes off to run some errands
>You watch as the clear water slowly becomes yellow
>At least you can shit normally
>The self-cleaning anuses were a lie though
>A few hours go by before you hear the front door open
>"Alright, just stay where you are Anon."
>You do
>Twiggles walks in, tells you to close your eyes
>Audiblecrinkling.wav
>"I'm so sorry."

>>183077
Damn. Maybe her control will improve over time?

>>183082
That was the implication

>>183076
Or just because ponies in general are cute. I wouldn't want one as a pet, though.

>>183118
I think he means this kind of petting.

>>183118
This. If I got one of you fags as a filly, I wouldn't fucking put a collar on you or anything like that. Unless you wanted me to

>>183122
This

>>183122
Collars and other neck wear(?) are actually really cute.

>>182938

"Yes... yes we will. I just... I just need to clear my head while we continue on home. I'll be fine."

>"Alright, good. We only have a few more hours to travel, so let's keep moving."

Without much more to say, you continue on your journey, with Daring leading the way, and Blossom walking close beside you to keep an eye on you. It doesn't take long before the effects of eating meat start to kick in, and your stomach starts to scream at you. You don't end up throwing up like last time, but part of you wants to. Blossom does, however, and you can tell this is definitely not something she's used to. She ends up snacking on flowers over the course of the day to settle her stomach, which you still can't get yourself to see as normal.

Something you find peculiar is how little Daring and Twilight have been affected by their meal. Daring you can somewhat understand, since she lives in the wilderness and regularly hunted, but just how often was Twilight getting meat from the castle kitchens back in Canterlot? Or maybe she's just really good at not showing pain. You're not sure.

Between stomach cramps and trying to suppress stupid voices in your head, the walk back to Dodge feels a lot longer than just a few hours. As the scenery becomes dryer and more forest-like, however, time feels like it's sped up back to normal. You manage to make it back to the city right around sundown.

Twilight notes that the train back to Ponyville doesn't leave until morning, and recommends checking into a hotel before doing anything crazy in town. You make your way to the nearest, cheapest hotel, and as soon as you enter the lobby, you find yourself met with a surprisingly familiar face - Mama Velvet. She does not seem pleased.

<<"You fillies are in so much trouble right now."

>>183192
Now THIS is why I follow your story. Gib more Velvet drama.

>>183192
"No we're not."
rolling to bluff: [1d20 = 8]

rolling to actually try: [1d100 = 39]

>>183192
I thought we were forgetting something when we went off on an adventure. [1d100 = 68]

>>183192
"Nice to see you too, Mom." [1d100 = 7]

>>183192
"We're sorry! Running away from home was a terrible idea."
[1d100 = 56]

>>182782
hope to see you continuing this mate, is good shit

>>183221
>>183222
You're making good progress!

>>183222
>First image
You motherfucker, you got me.

The fuck happend with Woofr's fics? Anybody can find Pink on Green?

>>182845
>>182923
>>182925
>>182927

>Be the filly
>Yes is in Equestria
>Has Twi as momfu
>Lives a peaceful and cheerful life as the object of all the mares doting.
>Suddenly, a new filly comes to Equestria. Specifically to Twilight's castle.
>Of course, she also gets adopted to Twi.
>She tells me that her name is Reuben. I recognize the name. That forsaken name.
>This writefag hogged all the (you)s back when I was posting on /mlpol/. Well, him and everyone else with any talent.
>I smile sadistically as I conjure up a ball of dark energy.
”I would be careful if I were I., This is my paradise. I better stay away from my momfu if you know what is best for you.”
>To my shock she smiles back at me.
>A blinding blast sends my whole body through all the walls in the house. The walls barely slow down my momentum and I continue to fly. I smash into the ground just outside of the everfree forest.
>But just before impact blue lightning spin around my front hooves. A transparent blue surface reminiscent of a window with blue tint appears beneath me and shields me from the brutal landing.
>As I step up out of the crater and exit the pillar of smoke, I see Rueben standing in front of me.
>Her mane waves to the side and slightly upwards yet there is no wind.
>Rolling around her hoof in the air, Reuben's hoof is encapsulated by the same blue lightning as mine.
”How?” I hiss out between breaths.
”Haven't I figured it out yet. The more (you)s a contentfag has gained before coming here, the more powerful they get.”
Dammit!
>She angles her head to the side as she looks at me.
”You didn't tell me your name. You must be a content flag to have these powers.”
”It would just be a waste of your time.” In my mind, I shoot finger guns.
”Suit yourself.” Reuben flicks her hoof, the blue light makes a cracking noise and a bright explosion of light flares.
>While I shut my eyes for the light, temporarily blinded, My stomach is assaulted by two tiny soft hooves or rather they should have been. Two metal bats pierced into my stomach emptying its lungs like a fat person sitting down on a ballon.
>I barely have time to throw a protective spell on me as I bounce away across the field like a skipping stone across a lake.
>At first I think that I'm seeing double because I have hit my head but soon the blurry images merge together into the super Saiyan filly attacking me, well maybe a bit of self-defense was in the mix, who stands in the direction that I'm are tumbling towards in high speed.
>The earth beneath her is ripped open like Anon opening a package of spaghetti with dirt and grass flying everywhere as she stomps her hooves into the ground to thoroughly cement her position. Her weight is shifted onto her front hooves as her back legs are lifted into the air. With what should have been untrained and soft abs she contorts her legs to her stomach and locks them in position. She vibrates as magical energies swirl around her hind legs. Getting ready to fire.
>In desperation, I swipe my hoof in the air and fire exits my hoof like people out of burning building.
>It is futile. My attempt at changing direction is too late thought of and I only managed to throw on another protective charm before this world's version of a double kick by [insert strong pokemon here] of the highest level slams my ribcage.
>The buck causes a sonic boom and somewhere RD looks down at her nether regions and feels ashamed.
>The air tries desperately not to get squashed as I am launched into the air.
>I spin around several times and each time the sun draws a line across my eyes where it blinds me. Afterward, my vision seems to have a filter on of purple transparent lines.
>BOOOOOOM MUTHERFUCKER!! ! Is the sound that the crystal tree walls make when I tear through it like your average Anon tears through... Nevermind.
>I black out temporarily and when I come to, I find myself in the playroom that only exists because Pinkie demanded that there were supposed to be one in the castle.

>>183231
>But my peace doesn't last long as I faintly hear something that becomes louder and louder. It is the cursed: ”Akira,” orchestral soundtrack. The green menace hovers into the room.
>I instinctively try to cast a spell on her but as fast as my hooves get into motion I'm quickly shot down by a bolt of electricity. I hit a nearby bookshelf and boxes containing different board games falls down on my head after one another. For a moment I feel like Tom from Tom and Jerry and Donald duck's secret love child.
>Reuben steps forth and lifts up my chin. Our gazes meet. Due to all fillies looking the same in Equestria and that we both have the same color scheme her smile is something I have seen before. That power hungry look and megalomaniacal grin is something my unbias mirror tells me that I look like every morning.
”Remeber, I brought this on yourself. Any last words?”
>I try to come up with something clever to say. What would I have said if I were behind the safety of a computer screen?
”At least I am not as autistic as I.”
”Jealous much?”
>She continues to speak but my focus has drifted to a closed box that lays beside me.
>That's right. Autism!
>I grab the box, pull the top of it and pour its contents over Reuben like a shower.
”What are you doing?...”
>Then Reuben sees what it is. It is a 5000-piece jigsaw puzzle.
>At first she only stands still until the pupils in her eyes beings to move to the pieces. It is like something is dragging her eyes to the pieces. She tries to resist it but to no awhile. I even begin to put on a lewd dance show, because I am that evil, for her but she might as well be a nun.
>She finally, give in to temptation and starts to put together the puzzle.
>All according to keikaku.jpg
>I summon revolver and a pair of sunglasses as I walk up to the now fully occupied filly.
”I told I that I wasn't as autistic as you.”
>She looks up at I but I can see it in the empty look she gives I that her mind is still on the puzzle. I bet you thought that her empty look was about her giving up but no she is barely listening to me right now. Only people on the spectrum can understand. When someone talks to us when we are in the middle of something, we only pretend to listen.
”Yes?” she says absentmindedly.
>I aim the gun at her.
”That is why you and that puzzle are the same.
>Put on my glasses.
”Because you will both be left in pieces.”
>YEEEEAAAAAH!!!!!

What and why did I just write that? Oh, well. Anyway, I am just kidding obviously. I would never shot Reuben that revolver is reserved for someone else IYou know what I am saying;P Pew pew pew. Okay, I will stop with my black jokes. I feel a bit dirty because of them. "I feel somethings should not be taken lightly," he wrote on a chan. Anyway, Reuben, I think you're great to keep going with your project for so long and while I might not be your fattest fan I do enjoy your story from time to time. Have a good one.

>>183225
oh, I didn't make them
I just post what the faggots on discord don't

they are faggots, but at least they're productive faggots.

>>183231
>>183232
Oh Waste...
Not bad, I still miss your old stuff though. If you picked a concept and stuck it through instead of trying to do a billion different stories, I'm sure you would get plenty of (You)s. Any one of the premises you abandoned could've made a fine greentext. And you know what happens to dead writefags...

>>183231
>>183232
Cute. If we ever both make it to Equestria, I'll make sure you get your own room in Twilight's castle.

>>183233
Have you tried simply asking them to not be a faggot and post their content in the thread whenever they don't do so right away?
Because going behind their backs and posting their content in their place - and stealing their (You)s in the process - makes you even more of a colossal faggot, especially when the drawfags would otherwise post it themselves

>>183243
the 2 posts I made before were plenty old
on top of that, not only is there a notice at the top of every content-making channel that the thread still exists, lots of the people there don't even browse the thread.
they enjoy the filly culture over there, and the reactions of others are the (You)s that keep them satisfied.

>>183246
Most of the fillies from the first two were already posted last thread, and one of them is actually from the /mlp/ drawthread.
Virtually of the contentfags do in fact partake in this thread, and they will always post their content when given a slight nudge or reminder if they don't do so right away. Trying to deflect blame just makes (You) even more of a faggot, not less of one.

>>183246
>>183248
>Discord v. Thread Posting Drama
Here we go again.

>>183248
yes, some were, not all
I dont remember which ones, so I posted all of them
and yes, I'm aware the filly at the desk isn't made from them, faggot, what's that got to do with anything?

most of these aren't even from contentfags and just people who wanted to make a filly. some, like pics from smoldix and neuro, are pictures that they didn't seem fit to post.
you can fuck off and quit biting the hand that feeds you, but you do have a point.
these fillies need more pointing.

>>183254
>and quit biting the hand that feeds you
Isn't that also what you're doing in a different sense? Either way, I don't disagree that filly content should go in the thread, I just believe it would be best to have the producers of said content be the ones to put it there when possible, and due credit should be given to the source in every other case.

>>183256
no, I don't care for the (You)s, I didn't make them, mate
I don't get satisfaction from showing off things I didn't make.
but I agree with you there, it's a two-way street, and I haven't been doing my part.

>>183258
>I don't get satisfaction from showing off things I didn't make.
Fair enough, but by doing so you still prevent the ones who did make them from getting the satisfaction from showing off what they made

>>183261
well, like I said they get enough from the people there anyways, not a single pic gets ignored
but I understand that, and I'm glad you brought it back to my attention.

>>183262
I'm glad you understand anon
Thanks for being civil qbout this

>>183263
new home, new attitude
besides, why not be nice to the fags you'll see one day again as the filly?

>>183239
Wow, thanks for those warm words. I think there are two reasons
why I never commit to my story ideas. 1) I come up with an idea and I must write it down. 2) I feel insecure about my ability to keep a long going narrative without it having more plotholes than swiss cheese. I also don't find it as fun as posting a new idea.
But I will try to keep going with the other story iIam writting right now.
>I'm sure you would get plenty of (You)s
You don't have to worry about that I am not malnourished with (you)s. I have yet to grow a big stomach for (you)s so I get easily satisfied with a small piece. Also, guys like you and I are not the ones that need (you)s the most. It is anons that are new or haven't been around for a while. To motivate them some. Wait, I haven't been around for a while. Give me at least six million of your (you)s.
>Spolier
I actually don't remember what happens to dead writefags. Do they go to Equestria?
Btw, I have an anonfilly story idea with you in it. Well, you are there anyway.
I have also decided to read your story now. I feel a bit guilty. I have not read yours and Placeholder's story. That is not your fault though. It is entirely on me since I never even gave it a chance. That is because well, I guess I was doing other things at the time.
>>183241
Hehe, thanks. Glad you liked it:D

>>183264
indeed

That exchange above just warms my heart
I can't wait to be fillies with all you adorable fagets

>>183231
Good green, but the fuck is wrong with your pronouns, sven?
>”I would be careful if I were I., This is my paradise. I better stay away from my momfu if you know what is best for you.”
if i were i? lulwut? Did you mean "if i were you?"

>>183282
>but the fuck is wrong with your pronouns, sven?
I will avoid obvious joke. Hehehe.

Hehe, ahh. I had hoped no-one would notice.Let's be honest here. I am writefag. I have an ego the size of the sun and I am thrilled you gave me attention even if its is bad;P When I wrote it, at times the habit of writting in second person seeped into the text. Afterwards, I simply did a "search and replace" for "you"s replace with "I"s. Later I realized that this might cause some problems so I went through it. Evidently not good enough.
>Did you mean "if i were you?"
Yes, exactly that.
>I better stay away from my momfu
I didn't actually see that. Oh, that so rich.
>Good green
Thanks.

>>183289
>at times the habit of writting in second person seeped into the text.
Isn't that the whole point of greentext over prose? That's why it starts with "Be X" as in you are x that things are happening to. Therefore things are happening to you the reader and the story is written in 2nd person to cement that fact

>>183289
Honestly, I kinda thought it was intentional, as if the one filly was taunting reuban by claming they're basically the same person.

>>183290
Yeah, it is. But in this fic the main filly were suppose to be me, sort of, but with that opening I see what you mean.
>>183298
That would be a unique idea for a future story.

>>183239
W-what happens to dead writefags? And/or drawfags for that matter?

>>183390
If they finished their story or were unable to do so due to extenuating circumstances, then they become the filly/babby/egg/whatever
If they failed to do so, then they never go to Equestria. Maybe if they lived a good Christian life?
Dunno what happens to those who never technically finished but wrote several different endings. Probably number one.

>>183418
maybe they still go because of being in the thread, but they just don't get the perks of being a contentfag?

>>183418
But what about one-shot fags?
Tecnically the green never finished since, on technicalities, those are just parcels of a bigger story, cut down for a quick trip into a single moment/event and stuff...

Im scared, hold me filies

>>183390
Nothing. You will never be the filly, Equestria isn't real, your dreams will remain unfulfilled and your disappointment is eternal.

>>183421
Do you know what happens after we die?

>>182782
Nice work, keep it up!

>>183421
Nah man, your afterlife (caused by a large influx of Dimethyltriptamine at the point of death) manifests itself into whatever you believe in.

>>182646
>>183418
>Unironically wanting to be an egg trapped in a cartoon pony's uterus
Why?

>>183192

"I thought we were forgetting something when we went off on an adventure. Sorry mama, I'll let you know before we leave next time."

<<"Next time? Do you plan to make a habit out of traveling halfway across Equestria in the middle of the week during the school year?"

"Maybe? I'm really not sure. Like right now I just want to go home, but I'm not too sure about the future."

<<"Says my psychic adoptive daughter. I guess I can forgive you though, because you are such a sweetie."

She wraps her hooves around you in a warm embrace, which you gladly accept, since it's much better than her being mad at you. In the middle of the hug, however, she points an accusatory hoof towards Twilight.

<<"YOU though... you know exactly how I feel about you going on adventures WITHOUT INVITING ME, young lady!"

Twilight does not seem to so much as flinch at her mother's raised tone. In fact, she makes a point of not even looking her mother in the eyes, but instead, lifts a hoof up and inspects it thoroughly as she provides her nonchalant answer.

>"Oh I'm sorry what kind of adventure was it you think we were going on?"

<<"I know what you're doing Twilight. Look me in the eyes."

>"Initiating eye contact with a pony who is angry with you will make you appear combative. I am deliberately avoiding eye contact because I do not want to argue with you. Now I believe I asked you a question."

<<"Combative? What do you think I am, some kind of abusive troll? I'm your mother!"

>"No, I'm saying I do not want to appear combative. You are the one who is angry and thus misinterpreting what I am saying. I understand that you are jealous because you want to go on adventures like you did when you were a kid. You also believe that because you are an adult, that you are more apt for protecting us from the dangers we might be facing, when based on certain recent events - namely you getting captured by changelings - I would think you would serve more as a liability than an asset."

<<"A lia... you know what? You're grounded missy!"

>"Oh yes, I will be spending all of my time indoors doing nothing but studying for Princess Celestia's personal assignments... like I always have."

<<"Are you asking for a more creative punishment? Because I can give you one. Just keep up that attitude."

>"Try me."

<<"Fine. You want to study, I'll let you study. At Anon's school."

>>183434
Looks like she has to stop reading dusty old books and make some friends. [1d100 = 37]

>>183434
"Welcome to public education, where the teachers are paid minimum wage and the only thing you learn is communist propaganda!"
[1d100 = 94]

>>183433
M O M M Y I S S U E S

>>183435
11/10

>>183433
Well, you'd eventually be born.

>>183434
"I thaught you were punishing her, not me!" [1d100 = 35]