/mlpol/ - My Little Politics

>>222139
Have we ever had a full explicit OP, before?

>>222142
Can't recall, seemed in spirit of mlpol way tho.

>>222145
no u. She's an adult on the inside.

>>222146
Fuck off

>>222151
Go die normie.

>>222149
>>222150
Just keep this on last dying thread since it matters not for filly, that or go to >>>/soc/discord_hugfaggotry_channel
Well, not discord anymore with this new development on the based and greenpilled filly

Yall are still faggots thou

>>222155
Hard not to make yourself seem like a samefag when both posts are flagless.

>>222156
>There s only one flagless poster on the thread at any time

t. Different flagless poster

>>222158
I'm saying this because the content of both posts is exactly the same and within minutes of one another, nigger.

>>222159
>>222158
Oh hey, the samefag deleted his post after being called out. Hmmmmmmm.

>>222159
>Taking everything this seriously
Its almost as if you faggots forgot what a shitpost is
I blame discord and all the hugboxing you fags closed yourselves within
, which effects can be felt on the thread, its a bad feel

But i wont shitpost more as i still have a slight of respect for filly, so have fun with the other Anon.

>>222161
Nah, probably the work of a mod because raiding and shit
As if being called a "samefag" would make anyone delete their posts

>>222153
I've got a filly for you, good sir.
It was wrapping up anyways, you didn't have to go and be an asshole about it.

>>222139
I'm fine with filly lewds but I'd prefer not having it as the face of the thread

>>222163
>calling people out for being niggers is taking things too seriously
It's like you don't even know what a 4chan is. Flippant people can call each other niggers here, in case you were wondering.

Also, what im suprised with is that no one posted kys filly of fuck off filly, so here ya go for old times
Go die normie joining the fray when?

>>222166
Aand prayers immediately answered, consider your previous faggot status cleansed, from now on thou shall be a cute faggot

>>222168
Cute!

>>222171
N-no u, fag...

>>222175
Nou, ur the cute faggot that delivered

>>222178
Fuck off

>>222180
These two are snuggle-buddies.

>>222182
Fuck off

Now I know we've got samefags on our hands.

>>222185
Don't worry little fillies

>>222185
Go die normie.

What an excellent start to the new bread.

>>222144
That it is, filly. That it is.

https://pastebin.com/vkTPYrkv [Embed]

>You come too. It felt like hours, but in reality, it was minutes.
>Fur matted, hot and bothered. You can say that you had to the best orgasm you've ever had in your life.
>9/11 would cum again.
>Looking up can see that faggot. Stupid grin on his face. Hand in dick as he jacks off to your excitement.
"F-fucking pedo."
>You see him take his stupid grin and shove it aside as it's replaced with embarrassment and shame.
"I-is that what you wanted? O-one round with some filly pussy."
>You look at him, your face contorting into one from irritation to lust.
"Naughty naughty anon."
>Taking a hoof you drag it across your wet silt, exposing the pink center of the figurative lollipop.
>His face turns into lust again, just as yours turns into frustration again.
>You stand back on all fours. Taking a moment to compose your self again before shaking all the lust and pleasure from your mind.
"Fu-fucking faggot."
>Walking up to him, he takes on a confused glance. Just before you slap the absolute shit out of him with the back of your hoof.
"There. Happy?"
>He holds an innocent look as he grabs the red mark on his face. Looking like a puppy who just had its tail stepped on.
>"What about me."
"What about you?"
>"I-I didn't get to-"
"Finish? Sorry pal, you gotten insert one more token before you can ride this horsey."
>You take a glance over his work. Looking over all the equipment, tools, and chemical compound he had on his desk.
"Plus I really should be going. Y'know? Stuff to do, people to see, lives to live. You understand"
>You hop up onto the desk and start fiddling with various instruments on his office. searching for another way out of this cursed new life.
>"I Uhhhhh."
"Now which one of these brings me back. I'd imagine my work thinks I'm dead now and might want to show some semblance of empathy by calling my ass numerous times to come into work before eventual-"
>"I didn't make one."
>You pause.
"What?"
>Turning to look at him, you give him the most fear-provoking glare your cute body could muster.
>"I...did not make one."
>Twitch twitch.
"What do you mean..."
>Tackling him, you lay onto his chest. Forcing him and his head to floor with a resounding thunk with both of your hooves on his cheeks
"...you didn't make one."
>Staring at you wide-eyed he gives s a shaky, nervous response.
>"I-I didn't think it'd actually pull someone out of their life for this one. N-not to mention Nighter herse-HIMSELF!"
>Taking a breath, you can't decide whether to kill him or keep him alive as your sanity over this situation dwindles.
"I can't tell if that makes you more of a pervert or not buuuuuuut..."
>SLAP!
>The wet meaty slap of a hoof on cheek echoing in the room was a satisfying one.
"You're gonna get me out of this. M'kay, else mister not so nice acid is gonna take another trip to your nethers again."

Thoughts, comments, critique on this potentially style I'm taking or just in general?
Also give me Ya'll shit to put into the doc. M'kay

>>222191
Kill me yourself faggot.

>>222116 →Same Post as the one in the Old thread
>"Good night, Occult."
>"Sleep well little one."
"Good night!"

>What an interesting day...
>Seriously, pancakes shouldn't be able to burn completely that fast. I could use that to get rid of evidence.
>Going to sleep is hard. The last two days something has happened in my dreams.
>Having nothing at all go on seems unlikely.
>I should have prepared.
>I should do a ritual to summon Mother so I can vanquish her.
>What the fuck? 'I should do a ritual to summon Mother so I can vanquish her.' That's a stupid idea.
>It's not a normal thought.
>Fuck baskets. Where the hell did that idea come from?
>Damnit all! I thought I didn't need to keep up with the work om the self.
>I'm not going to sleep until I fix this shit.
>When was the last time I actually I talked to my subconscious?
>Hell, when was the last time I imagined or thought about any of that stuff.
"Damn. I hope all my shit survived when I died. Why didn't I do it all here?"

>On the soft floor I Imagined and thought about my subconscious.
>Nothing...
>Looks like Equestria, or death fucked me up harder than I thought.
>I get on my bed again. I'll have to do this manually without music, or other useful stuff.

>Breath in. Breath out.
>I am in a suit of armor. It is me. It is invincible. I am invincible.
>Breath in. Breath out.
>I have my multi-tool. It is me. It can do everything, and anything. I can do everything, and anything.
I start to Imagine.
>I am in an elevator.
The last button will bring me to my subconscious.
>I press it.
The door opens to an emergency stair well. The subconscious is deeper.
>Deeper, and Deeper I walk down. In Armor, with my Tool in hoof.
>Deeper, and Deeper. Deeper, and Deeper.
This is the door.
>I've made it. I open the door.
Lights are on still. There is a folder colored red on the table. The room is a scifi style office.
>Picking up the folder. I open it.
'Emergency Situation: Consciousness Is Lost. If you are reading this then something happened. The time between death and the new life is rough. We planned. All of Us. If something happened to you, we would send information. Who you used to be. Key Memories. Enough to have us reconnect.
The Third tile from the wall with the door further in, is where we are at.
Keep The Door Closed.'
>Moving the tile using the tool is fairly easy. A lit comforting ladder. Bringing the folder I climb down.
Old Memories surface. Of humans. Me. Doing jobs the conscious would not think of. Heart beating. Minor muscle movement. Information sorting.
>The bottom of the ladder has a hatch. Opening it I find identical humans, with different cloths. They are me I just Know it.
You made good. First you need to remember. This is important for understanding what happened. An orb is floating in this warm tiny library. Sticking my head in it will have me remember.
>I stick my head in the orb.
>oh. that's my name. that's who i was. that's what happened.
Equestrian Magic and the sudden shift to a body Created another subconscious. One that fueled by Magic tried to take over the old. Except for a telephone to discuss things. Originally there so we can tell it when we give up. Now it is a method to continue doing what we do. Even if it means through an intermediary.
>I nod seriously. I pick up the phone.
>I can't dial it woth a hoof.
>The human me dials it.
>A young squeaky voice answers.

>"Do you surrender human? It still isn't too late. Also we have lost track of the consciousness."
"Why are you doing this?"
>"Con- Con- Consciousness?"
"That's me. Occult Façade and ANONYMOUS here. What the fuck is going on here?"
>"How? That doesn't make sense."
"It's because I know how to plan. Why the fuck are you attacking?"
>"Good tree, and mommy said that humans have lots of bad things in them. They don't like each other very much. But when we get rid of some of the human stuff they get really happy and praise us."
>Fucking hell.
"No attacking each other. Understood?"
>"Mommy will not be happy, Good tree says it won't work."
>Is this ghe shit they have to wade through to get anything done?
"I am the Occult Façade. I am saying WE should make peace woth Ourselves. No attacking rach other."
>"But, mommy won't be happy. good tree says it won't work."
"Is either of them me, the consciousness?"
>"We'll noooooo."
"I say it will work, and Why does it matter if 'mommy' is happy or not?"
>"When mommy isn't happy she throws a big tantrum and breaks stuff. When she is happy she says what good daughter's we are. Good tree tells us how to keep everything running."
>It's a miracle I still function then.
"The war is over. The victor is me Occult Façade aka ANONYMOUS. As victor you won't fight me, or the humans."
>"Welllll, you did say you won the war. Good tree isn't very excited. Mommy is sleeping right now. Hip hip hooray, you won. Now what?"
"Be good daughters and let mommy sleep as I, and the humans come up and see how things are."
>"Yes! Consciousness! Right away. No attacking any humans."
>What the absolute fuck is this this shit.
"Don't bother them at all while we are doing this and afterwards we will all have a party."
>"A party? We never had a part before. Oh yay! We are glad to won, we get to have a party!"

>Most of us left the bunker. With a few satisfying behind to maintain if anything goes wrong we could start over again.
>Time to see how fucked everthing is.

>>222192
i wanna kill you with kindness
snuggles, hugs, gentle pettings and sweet nothings while you nap~

>>222190
https://pastebin.com/Jba6KHuC [Embed]
Looking forward to more of this, are you going to alternate between your other current greens and this one?

>>222197
>I can't feel my real physical body any more. I might be asleep.
Team human, is on the hunt for clues, life forms, and adventure.
>I've missed being able to hear myself narrate.
Smokeee~ on the wahterr! Fire in the sky!
>Where there is smoke there is fire.
>Fire tends to mean civilization. Except for the fact this entire place is just my imagination.
>Execpt everything is way to lucid, and detailed. I'm chalking it up to bullshit pony magic.

Arriving to the quaint village. Our hero and cohorts find ponies.
Youthful fillies doing work.
Simply shocking.

>I can't get diabeetus here. Right?
They make me feel so

>Some of the buildings seem to be made of cardboard, and blankets.
>A tree tall and erect a beacon of navigation to the center.
>Walking into the town center girls crowd around us. All different colors. Each with different cutie marks.
They're not frightened by my cold exterior
>The songs name is on the tip of my tongue.
>Anyway it doesn't matter right now.

>Standing on the shoulders of my human self I proclaim to the childish crowd.
"Everyon- Everypony the war is over! I am here! We will have a party! What do you all say?"
>"Yay! What's a party?"
>I swear I felt everything shake for a moment.
"We'll tell you all what a party is. Can you tell me what's been going on?"
Isn't this a dream come true?

>Seeing fillies and my old human self setting up banners, tables, and treats is really therapeutic.
Isn't this a nightmare too?
>The one they call mommy is the eldritch thing 'Mother'.
>The good tree is the manifestation of The Tree of Harmony. From what I've gathered it's in at least everypony.
>It would normally be the defacto leader until they grow up enough, and even then it would still be there. I'm fucking glad it isn't malevolent. The Tree could be a prebuilt mind control unit.
>If someone actually kills the Tree completely. Ponies would go insane from mental and magical isolation.
Like I'm the only guy in town.

>Everyone is having fun at the party. The Old human subconscious is telling the New pony subconscious about everything.
They're not frightened by my revelations
>Even the really dark parts. I'm impressed.

>The party has been going strong for what seems like hours.
>Right now we are playing tag it's not tha-
take a second
>Is the ground shaking?
>"Where Are You Monster! You Dare Take More Of My Daughter's?"
I'm in trouble

>This place isn't just mine alone. The Tree and The Thing also have control here.
>I should have prepared defenses.
Just too little
Too little, too little, too little, too little

>A piece of 'Mother' is right there. We are about to go and stop it permanently.
>Even some fillies will help.
>What a strange team.
And I don't care, how we look
Walking down the street

>The sneak attack is perfect. We managed to get close without 'Mother' noticing.
>"Stop trying to attack our friends mommy!"
Uh oh, I'm in trouble
Isn't this a nightmare too?
>A lone filly standing there right next to the being.
>"Daughter, we must remove the parasite. It will ruin the utopia!
>"Mommy! You ruin stuff all the time, and say it's because of the sickness. I think you are a hyppo- hippo- hippopotamus!"
>In the distance I hear a voice say.
>"Hypocrite, It's a Hypocrite!"
>The brave or stupid filly shouts right back.
>"Thanks Dicy Soreus! Mommy stop being a hypocrite."
>"It's Dictionary Thesaurus!"
>"The cancer has infected you all too? There is only one thing to do now. Purification."
>I run as fast as I can to save the imaginary filly.
>With blinding fastness and power it punctures through my armor. Unable to go all the way through. She's safe.
"AHH!"
>I'm not fine, but I've had alot worse.
>Then what seems to be electricity brings me over the edge, and everything turns black.

>Be Decision Maker a part of the subconscious.
>The Consciousness got hurt saving me.
>Is that blood? She isn't moving. The human subconscious is moving me, and her.

>"Mommy hurt our friend really baddly!"
>That's Heals Right. She fixes all the owies.
>"Decision, is in shock."
>I'm not in shock I'm in a hug.
>In the distance I see lots of things exploding out of the ground. Where we kept trying to get the humans to give up.
>The good tree seems confused.
>I have to say something.
>"Mommy should be stopped."
>I see one of those tank things the human subconscious was talking about roll by.
>"Stop resisting! The Utopia is inevitable!"
>"Please help good tree they are our friends."
>Good tree seems to know what to do now.
>Good tree is glowing. Sparkles of magic in the shape of a solid circle.

>Princess Luna came out of it!
>"You have to help our friends!"
>Silly Dream Director, telling what the Dream Princess should do.
>I'm really sleepy.
>The words Oingo Boingo come to mind. I wonder what that is?
I like little fillies, they make me feel so good.
>A group hug always helps. Consciousness might like a hug too.

>>222259
>Kill yourself
Don't you like classics like Oingo Boingo?
[YouTube] Little Girls - Oingo boingo [Embed]

>>222280
Kill yourself.

>>222281
Fuck off.

>>222281
Thanks for the criticism

>>222281
Unless you're gay, then it is perfectly normal for the average Anon who got turned into a filly to still desire females.

>>222280
And from that day on, Leslie became Filly's favorite teacher.

>>222281
So, is this the real kys filly, or just another copycat?

>>222286
Go die normie.

Every day...

>>222288
Cannot argue against those numbers, filly.
XD

I have a writing prompt, a philosophical debate topic, and a contentious comparison to present, fillies.

What does Anonfilly, Anon, and the concept of an anonymous person itself, mean? What is the essence that gives filly more value than PTFG's mascots?

Why is Anon relatable, and what does he represent?

I think there's a lot to unpack in this question and possible answers, but I want to get others' input, especially writefags.

>>222323
Is she on the >Rape train?

>>222335
Where do you think you are?

>>222323
Danger of being snuggled to day.

>>222281
>>222282
goddamn its so great to have you fillies back

>>222340
I don't mind them existing, but I don't like getting thirty kys posts in a day.

>>222341
Go die normie.

>>222343
does anyone have the filly version of this?

>>222111 →
kek, this is some good shit my dudefilly, it's always a pleasure seeing you posted

>>222346
...and it's always a pleasure to see that I brought joy to someone's day. Hopefully inspiration will come swiftly, so I can give another batch of tasty story cookies.

>>222348
With some tasty story milkies?

Any filly draw requests?

>>222350
Filly Reading the Necronomicon as she summons A lovecraftan horror.

>>222350
Filly playing pattycakes with a momfu or a fellow filly

>>222350
never said no lewd, so i ask to give this poor filly what she wants

>>222350
Anon made it to Equestria as the filly only to find out his real mom also came over and is now a pony too.

>>222357
This is just cruel

>>222326
First, thats far from a prompt and mostly a topic for discussion
Secondly, if you re here, 4shit or any other chan you should know what an Anon is
Third, Anonfilly is was superior than PTFG shit for not being focused on fetish fuel before

>But you didnt say why is Anon relatable?
See 2 and 3 with spoilers serving as counterargument for current filly

Now i shoot back to you, why are writefags answer more important than the rest? We re all anons and opinions should value the same

>>222356
>Ib4 mating press are simply belly rubs for Anon
>He leaves and filly ends up comfy but frustrated
>Cue flutterrape, but filly

>>222363
Obviously because contentfags are more equal than the rest, comrade!

>>222363
>Secondly, if you re here, 4shit or any other chan you should know what an Anon is
Yes, obviously I do. I'm saying what characteristics make him specifically a relatable character and what philosophy or personality traits resonate strongest with those interested in him. I was hoping to have a discussion on modernity and identity through lack of identity, since those are really interesting lines of conversation and good springboards for writing both non-filly and filly Anons.

>why are writefags more important than the rest
I said "especially writefags" because it's specifically an invitation to discuss and write about Anon through a character/story lens. Anyone can contribute but writefags at least have potential to make content with that stuff in mind.

>>222190
>not so nice acid is gonna take another trip to your nethers again
>again
I remember reading this too, but I don't see it on the pastebin

Also I'm glad you've gone back to this, I don't even remember reading another FiE fic aside from some oneshots, there's an uncomfortable amount of uncovered ground there

@222367 you don't have to be here, you know

>>222363
Also, just remember that it's often best to introspect and meditate on things that we take for granted. Filly is adorable and relatable, but that isn't an irreducible thing. There's many facets to Anon, fillydom, and ponies in general. I just wanted to get some kind of ball rolling in regards to explicitly discussing it, since getting things on paper is step one to understanding it better.

>>222359
the anons turned filly are the fucking degenerates, we just get pictures out of it

>>222373

^:)

>>222288
Hm, I don't see a truck nearby... Wonder what filly's got planned

>>222323
She's in danger of cuddles

>>222350
Guess I'll give this one again:
Filly in pajamas, ready for bed

>>222388
I'm heading to bed. I can post more for you tomorrow, you silly filly.

>>222365
>Top ad "the red menace is real!"
>This post
Where is Aryanne to give this filly a good talking when she needs one?

>>222366
>>222370
I dont find Anonfilly relatable myself, it was a fun character with many quirks i loved to write and talk around, but most of said stuff was dragged away with the "want to be the filly mentality"
The fight against herself, being a horse but wanting to be back as a human, the loss of identity and "fight" to recover it, said fight mostly being an annoyance to purple because she doesnt want to give Anon his life back even if its actually not possible and she s being honest, and the fucking loss of the penis for a horse vagina, which used to be a big thing but now its merely fap material

And im not one to "introspect and meditate", imo direct and straight answers are better than going around the bush just to try and make discussion, a point or even an argumentation

I congratulate you on trying to spur something at least, as that is rare and far between in the thread nowadays and a major reason i havent been writing anything here
Implying it matters, there are other fags who come and pick up the mantle after all, which is why i always say that its not only the contentfags that matter but everyone around

>>222371
But Anon what if the filly is (You)?

>>222390
If you want more stories about filly fighting for her humanity, then go for it. I'd read it.

>>222391
Fuck off

>>222392
what?
i can't even be a filly, i haven't made that much content!
r-right?

>>222396
That only matters for luxurious your mane, tail, chestfluff, etc. are; the average anon becomes an average anonfilly
You silly filly

>>222390
Well thank you for giving my post the time of day. I was sort of hoping to get a discussion going with that first post, maybe even create a full and precise character-sheet of sorts with others so as to make my own writing more accurate with regards to her personality. In the end it just sounded like a newfag trying to get others to spoonfeed him. I should have simply said "why don't we take a little bit to discuss and deconstruct filly so we can all build her back up better" but ah well.

It's getting late, but I feel you on the identity part of what you said. Maybe if I ever got up the courage to write again, I could try making something of value...

>>222400
If you tried to "deconstruct filly so we can all build her back up better" then she wouldnt be Anonfilly, since she wouldnt be Anon, because Anon has no set personality, so "reconstructing her better" would just generate another oc, not Anon as a filly

One thing you can be sure is that she is a faggot

>>222399
I though it worked like this:
>Lurker: Does not go to Equestria
>Quality Casual Poster: Gets to be a randomized average filly, living in an orphanage in Los Pegasus with little chance of adoption
>Medium-tier Contentfags: Gets to be the filly with near-optimal wings/horn/thiccness/etc. Race and momfu are randomized. Babby option available for this tier and above
>High-tier contentfags: Get to choose their race and momfu, as well as also being Überpone
>God-tier contentfags: Get to be the alicorn and choose their momfu

>>222409
How do we distinguish tiers of contentfags?

>>222410
This. Where does around 70k words of autism get you compared to over 200k words? A-asking for a friend.

Filly is getting stronger.
Now no one here can rape her

>>222365
>Communism
>Wants to be the filly 'for free'
>Given the fact that he doesn't respect contentfags that much probably falls under the "lurker" category from >>222409
Enjoy your permadeath and the void of the infinite beyond, faggot.

>>222429
I'll have two number 9s, a number 9 large, a number 6 with extra dip, two number 45s, one with cheese, and a large soda.
>>222431
What if she consents to rape?
>>222409
Where would an anon who mostly lurks with ocassional drawfaggotry fall?

>>222409
What's a "Medium-tier Contentfag"?
Where do infrequent contentfags go?

>>222431
Imagine getting your ass kicked by a little filly

>>222431
Anonfilly and the Quest for Cheetos: Get Cheetos or die trying.

>>222442
The Great Pantry Raid of 1009

>>222448
Fuck off

>>222433
That's a whole lotta >implying
A commie joke in response to an anon asking why writefags' opinions are more important doesn't mean I myself am a commie or share that guy's opinion.
I'm well aware that communism never has worked and never will, and I'm definitely more than just a lurker. Fag.

>>222350
Anonfilly playing a NES game. Twilight may or may not stand behind her and be annoyed because Anonfilly is ignoring everything but the NES.

>>222452
>Definitely more than just a lurker
So, what do you do? Do you draw? I assume you don't write given how you seem not to really like writefags.

>>222461
No U!

>>222460
Don't stare too much into Aryanne's eyes: they'll stare back into you.

>>222460
Aryanne looks like she just got MKUltra'd.

>>222481
This.
t. the anon who was on the receiving end of that commie joke, who actually didn't pay it any mind past a chuckle

>>222481
You still didn't answer my question, Harm. Do you write or draw?

>>222256
>Be Princess Luna
>The deep inner workings of a mind can be the most dangerous part. It is also where the most change can be done in little time.
>The unconscious filly, Occult, appears to have been injected directly with Old magic. With an active intent to kill.
>The healer is at her wits end doing her best. >The human 'doctors' are bringing in and taking out machinery. Heavy and dense with belief, and something else.
>One of them walks over to me.
We don't know exactly what the energy is, but we have stabilized the consciousness. The energy acts alive. Permanent damage will start take effect in six hours. Constant life long repairs take effect in three hours. We will provide anything you need just think of it.
>Anything? Time is ticking.
"Bring me artificer tools. We will beat the magic into submission. If you can safely vivisect her do it. We need all the surface area!"
>They open her up and fractalize her.
>Magnificent. That will make this easier.
>I begin hammering the magic and 'flesh'. Thousands of artificer tools working as one.
"Old magic is akin to the first wolf, vicious efficent killer. Normal magic is a happy, loyal, playful puppy. Nightmare Moon is part parasite and my failures, but for me at the time it was the first step for my magnum opus in magic to combine both Old and Equestrian. A new form from that can amplify power of the user to do the detailed work, to prove to everypony I am here! Doing this kind of work on something causes stress to the mind, body, and soul for both. There is too much to do This will take more than six hours."
>One of the filly subconscious fragments is hugging me.
We will pour what we believe to be our Earth magic in to alleviate some of the stress. We Will empower you Luna.
>One of those beer hats popped on my head. With two straws. Sipping I feel Equestrian Magic, and a something new.
>They are flooding Occult with the stuff.
>I see the humans and fillies running back and forth as one is slowly dragging a hose. Filling up the Equestrian magic.
>Machines to move and make the air colder are brought in.
>"Your metal toys won't save you!"
>Explosions and sounds of pain reverberate everywhere.
>"You are unable to stop me."
>The human magic seems to be coiling around both magics.
>It feels timeless working to an unknown rhythm.
Estimated time has been increased. Four hours of additional time till Life long damage is taken. Time elapsed 2 hours 31 minutes 11 seconds.
>We must make haste then.

>Be Fancy Pants
>Hearing a glass shattering scream wakes me up.
>Oh Celestia it's my filly.
>Galloping there I see her drenched in sweat.
>It's a high fever.
>I put her in a bath filling with cold water.
>It's shocking. Literally shocking my magic.
>Fleur running in sees us.
"Watch over her. I'm getting a doctor. She is shocking magic used on her."
>I sprint over to the phone.
>Dialing.
>I explain everything I can.
>They will get here in a few minutes, I just need to keep the water cold.
>Grabbing Ice from the ice box I move to the bathroom.
>Fleur is cooling the already cold water using her magic. She looks like tartarus.
>I put all the ice in.
>I rush outside and open the gates.
>They are here.
>I direct them to the bathroom.
>Fleur is on her last legs. She is a leaf in a storm.

>>222357
Please god no. I just had my irl mom have a breakdown and basically soft-excommunicate me because I didn't want to rock the boat with my landlord.

>>222484
Who's Harm?

>>222489
(You)

>>222485
>They have Occult in a stretcher with ice.
>My personal medical hospital employees truly are the envy of Canterlot.
>I hope to Celestia they can save another life, like they normally do.
>I carry Fleur back to her bed. She is exhausted and is asleep instantly.
>I have to see how my foal is doing.

>In the lobby. The report is that her magic has been infected with three kinds of magical energies.
>One is Princess Luna.
>Another is tearing her apart.
>The mystery one is also apparently keeping her alive.
>A speck of something else detected to.
>The doctors and healers are doing all they can.

>Be Princess Celestia
>Feeling an intense magical surge coming from Luna's room.
>I feels like she did right before Nightmare Moon.
>She is deep in her trance to enter dreams.
>Her horn, and body is blazing with magic, and something else too.
>Something otherworldly.
>I get ready to use my considerable amount of magic.
>Right before the rise of Nightmare Moom.
>I will trust my sister.

>Be Princess Luna
>I can feel my sister willing to help.
>The final part!
>Together big sister, as we were meant to!

>Be Occult Façade
>I can see.
>I see Luna.
>Glowing with sunshine.
>"The procedure is a success! Congratulations Occult Façade, you live with few complications."
>Procedure? Complications?
Remember, you got poked. Hard.
>Oh.
>I almost died.
>Again.
"Complications?"
>"I had to tame the Old magic. The only other project using both magics turned into Nightmare Moon-"
"Am I an alicorn now?"
>She snorts.
>"No, you are now a casting platform."
"What."
>"You are the first living pony sorcerers staff."
"What!?"
>"If plants loved you before. They will likely hate you now. An amalgamation of Old, Equestrian, and Human magic that reminds them of wands and staffs."
"But, plants hate me already."
>"Don't have contact with plants if you can help it. We still have a problem to deal with, and this seems to be the perfect time to test this."
>"Your toys do nothing to me! I am Mother!"
"Ow, so how does this work?"
>"I cast a spell through you. More horn contact the better, but not needed. Any body contact will work."
"More contact the better... I have an idea."

>Be Mother
>The cancer's annoying machines are pesky, but useless.
>It's the dream pony princess.
>Wearing an outfit that belongs on a foal then a mare of her age.
>Now, it covers her face too clearly she is biting something inside it.
"Do not stop me princess I must be rid of the-"

>Be Fancy Pants
>She's stable whatever Princess Luna did saved her from the strange magic.
>She's Glowing without light.
>A saturation of color beyond physically possible.

>Be Occult Façade
>I am a battle onesie. Fear me.
>I'ma Firin' Mah Lazzah! BWAAHHHH!
>The bit of 'Mother' inside me.
>Is just gone.
>Poof, like it never happened.
"Luna, you do some damned fine work."
>"It worked. Huzzah! This works!"
>I feel her dancing.
>"I must go my sister is very worried. We will meet again Occult Façade, I have so many projects we can do! Farewell!"
>She disappears.
>I fall to the ground.
It's time to wake up. We will handle everything here.

>I open my eyes to Fancy Pants crying over me.
>Everything hurts in a new way.
"I'm okay, mum."
>She is hugging me and crying.
>I try to put my hoof on her nose.
>I just barely succeeded.
"Boop."

>In the paper is a front page article about how Princess Luna saved a foal's life. The ponies involved have chosen to remain anonymous.
>I'm in the Fancy Pants mansion with a team of doctors in the room.
>The door opens.
>Fleur walks over and hugs me.
>I am alive.
>The hug feels good.
>The pain just confirms it.

>>222497
I'm a third party, mate.

filly edit to currently $15k commission

>>222513
after i get enough fillies to fap to from beyond the grave

>>222377
Probably going to release a nerve gas because she noticed Groves forgot his helmet.

Hahaha, did someone ask for a recap? No? Well we're doing one anyways, just as scheduled!

(STORY 1)
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(STORY 2)
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>You are Anon, and you could really use a beer.
>About a month ago, relative to your own perception of things (time's been a bit fucky), you got turned into a cute green filly.
>Then you got sent to Equestria and had to go through a lot of hell.
>We're talking changelings, time loops, and trudging through the swamp chasing your own ethereal doppleganger. Shit's fucked.
>You managed to make it back to Earth, but now you're STILL a filly, and to top it off, Equestria's in danger now that you took away the Elements of Harmony just to get back.
>On the bright side, you've got some friends in the same boat as you, but they've got a few quirks.
>Diana's an ex-CIA analyst in the body of Twilight Sparkle, and she can get a bit bossy in her pursuit of returning everything back to normal so she can snuggle up to her hubby and forget all of this shit ever happened!
>Hannah's a sweet young teenage girl in the body of a pony originally named Blossomforth. You're mostly good friends, though you've had a few awkward moments resulting from you kissing her. You're not a pedo, honest!
>Then there's David, an ex con inhabiting the body of Daring Do. She's mostly alright, except for that one time loop where she sexually assaulted you. You'll try not to think about it.
>And then there's Lyra and Coco... whose original names you haven't actually asked about, come to think of it.
>You are right now on the campus of North Dakota State University trying to score a beer.

derpi fillies and filly by lockhe4rt i dont think was posted here

>>222518
I would not want to be the filly in #3. Gettin' cold ice cream that close to your filly bits would have to suck ass.

>Anon is turned to a filly against his will
>Twilight says she cant turn him back
>Golly overhears that and secretelly meets with Anon
>Once sure that no one will listen, she says she will help the green filly, but only if he helps her first…
What happens next?

>>222523
An orgy at the Legion of Doom.

I wish for filly to pee in my mouth.

>>222501
"What do you mean I can't use Flakey Crust to cast a spell through me?"
>"Occult haven't you heard of the la- you haven't. To put in laypony terms it's a feedback loop either nothing happens or you turn into a fine red mist."
>All this incredible power just out of my reach.
>The need for the magic of friendship increases.
"Luna I appreciate you saving my life, and making me a macguffin, but is there anything cool I can do with this?"
>"If Nightmare Moon tried to use you the being would explode. Violently. If timberwolves use you they would violently explode. If you direct the spell back to the caster directly they would have a nasty migraine up to violently exploding depending on power. They can't cast a spell on you while using you or they explode. If you do any of those things to them you explode, violently. This was a procedure to save your life not to grant a pony ultimate power."
>Violent explosions. It's not like I had plans to use enemies as material on a power quest or anything.
"Thanks for trusting me Luna with your life. Can I use wands or staffs hypothetically."
>"A leap of faith is needed sometimes. I would discourage using either or any item that does the same function. For the reasons above, and your magic could corrode it before anything useful is done. Any ancient and potent artifacts could do the same to you."
"Damn. How do I keep others from violently exploding?"
>"Tell them to read the user's manual. They will feel an exponential rise in difficulty. They should stop, leading to just minor magical backlash. Up to extremely violent explosion. We would highly suggest telling as few ponies as possible."
"Okay, what can I do, and can I use magic still?"
>"You can grow the skills in precision, redirection, and amplification. It requires the cooperation of another though. Earth pony magic shouldn't be effected other than no touching plants. I'm not sure human magic reacts, but it should be fine."
>She has a pot with a single insignificant plant in it.
"Grass?"
>"I brought in a single baby blade of grass. This will gauge how much you need to avoid living plants and some fungi. Please, gently touch it."
>With the edge of my hoof I make contact.
>For an instant. Colors become much more, edges extremely defined, glow nigger status confirmed.
>Ow, The blade of grass just exploded violently. My hoof is singed.
>Fuck.
"This puts a whole new meaning of, the floor is lava."
>"Don't vist places with heavy flora. Older, tougher, more magical plants will do far more than just singe your hoof. On the positive side mold will explode on contact with you due to such an inner hatred of your very existence. It's a magical reaction so no risk of fires. Cheese won't be a problem. Fruit won't cause problems once it's not connected to the majority of the body."
>I can touch moldy bread to cure it of mold. Wonderful.
"What about if it's spring time? With pollen."
>"It's not big enough or old enough to cause problems for you. It may even avoid you. If you get good enough you might one day in the far future use the feedback for something else."
>Forests, Lawns, Golf greens, farms, Jungles, Potted plants, and a living tree made into a library. All extraordinarily dangerous for me.
>I'm surprised Luna actually has the time for the little Q and A session.
>I mean she is right in my bedroom sitting on my bed.
"Thank you Luna for everything. How's the new found fame treating you?"
>"You're welcome. It's... not quite what I had in mind."
"Ah."
"What kind of projects were you thinking about doing using me?"
>"With you Occult it is a team effort. I need to recreate my plans for this new time. I need to talk to you about human magic, whatever your subconscious did my subconscious has it and is using it to fulfill requests."
"What?! Tell me more, please."
>"Too many coincidences starting with, a very intense thought, I feel the human magic do something, then later the it happens. As an example earlier thinking about the chain of actions I thought 'I have a potted blade of grass', A guard came in and hoofed it over saying it's a gift, I asked why, the guard said it just felt like the right thing to do at the time."
>Oh, I just exploded someone's gift.
>"It's still in my room, but that kind of series of events doesn't normaly happen."
"Holy shit. Magic is actually real, and now I have proof in Equestria. Fuck yeah! Here's everything I know about human magic."

>Be Fancy Pants
>Seeing the human turned filly display genuine excitement with the princess taking notes is a sight I will cherish the memory.
>Just one picture. Just incase.
>So much has happened in such a short time.
>Little Occult Façade, she's irreplaceable to me.
>Is she ruining around in circles? With the princess?
>One more photograph this is just too cute.
"Lunch is here your highness, and Occult Façade."
>"-hat's why I believe ritual murder and sacrifice is vastly ineffective, when used right technically it has extreme burst power, but too many parts are can fail. Way too fragile, and volatile."

Once you get to the spoiler open the pic.
>>222523
>>222525
>boop
>and
>rape
Reports are coming in that several national enemies are giving themselves up to authorities to be placed in Tartarus.
"I didn't know that was possible! Absolutely disgusting. Just keep me away from that thing!"
Some are unresponsive.
Is this a hero or a villain.
Back to the weathe-
>Turning off the news broadcast Purple Smart just looks at you.
>"Anonymous. How did you turn back into a human?"
"It was hard, but I couldn't have done it alone."

>Ywn hug filly close while she wets
Why live?

>>222557
I beg to differ.
>Ywn be held close while you wet as the filly
Why live?

>>222558
>Ywn be wet by the filly while Anon holds her close
Why live?

Uh oh i wet as the filly

>>222558
You can't kill my dreams

hisssssss

>>222560
While Anon held you?

>>222562
He snugged me and called me a good little filly

>>222563
Did he pet your head and rub your business area while he snuggled you?

>>222565
I-it hurts

"Yo! Twi dawg. Your bitch ass filly as been skipping school with me and now she does crack yo!"

>>222567
Shush Sven, Zecora is an intelligent zebra and an honorary poner.

>>222567
WHERE DA WHITE FILLIES AT

>>222570
In the frozen tundras of the north.

>>222623
>It started when
Started when what?

Uh... Mods? I think when you were deleting all the shitposting you accidentally deleted a greentext post.

>>222635
If you are talking about post >>222623, according to the moderation log that post was deleted by the user who posted it. Only two posts were deleted today by mods, one not in this thread and one “kill yourself” post (>>222625)

>>222628
sorry I hit post on accident. Congrats on seeing a preview.
>>222542
>Having a princess inside my home for an unoffical luncheon with my friend, and daughter.
>All three discussing the benefits, and negatives of cult behavior.
"Why wouldn't they just make it absurd to the general populace to even think it is a cult?"
>They all start talking over each other.
>Occult mumbles something about juice.
>That sounds like a juicy story.

>Be Fleur De Lis
>Conversing with Princess Luna, and Façade about cults.
>Truly meeting Fancy has been life changing.
"Shady Evil Business Supply Corporation is a royal front?"
>"I need you all to swear not to say anything about that. A-"
>Luna pauses. Almost afraid of what she may unleash.
>"Pinkie Pie promise."
>Nothing happened.
>"Nopony breaks a Pinkie Pie promise."

>Be Occult Facade
>This has been the most surreal lunch of my life.
>I was not ready. To see a real pony come out of Fancy Pants' jacket.
>I'm glad I just have to deal with nobles, and cults.
>Somethings come at too steep of a price.
>I still have illusions of grandeur to use magic on Earth. At least what I believe to be magic.
>Egotism for the win.
>Then again, I could avoid all the plants and cultists…
>Is it possible to learn it?
Don't forget we still need to learn earth pony magic.
>Right, one step at a time to reach for even more ultimate power.
>"What's the story behind you hating juice?"
"Juice? Why woul-"
You know triple parenthesis shekel lovers.
"Oh, right them. Personally? It starts at alot of places. But the moment I really knew I had to hold nothing back would be the year 2019, July 2nd. The final straw that made me snap was when the Jews tried to use their nuclear option. It failed, but the message was clear. I..."
>"Well? What happened next?"
"I did something really stupid, but in my mind there was no time left. I prepared as fast as I could. I used every scrap of knowledge I had to do as much as I could. I took as many mind altering substances as I could theoretically take, and did magic. All the magic. The next point in time I remember I was in a chair in a dark room. They had tools. I tried to do anything, but well I lived for a long time I think."
>What did happen between the drug mania and the time in the room?
You don't want to know.
>"That's awful. I- are you okay?"
"I think so. I think I have a phobia of chalk again. Probably about of other problems too..."
>"Occult do you need to see a mind healer?"
We are fairly sure you went berserk in there a few times. Stitching you back together was not pleasant.
"I'm fine for the most part. Oh right! Psychology, and whatever mind healing books or classes would be cool. That's it mind breaking sensations, they tested a few of them out."
>"What lead up to you getting in the room?"
"No idea. If what my subconscious is telling me I don't want to know. I think I was alot older, but I can't really tell."
That's for the best.
>They just look at each other for a moment.
"What?"
>"Nothing. I as a princess should look over my subjects mental health."
"That's not a nothing look, but I should mention that it could have just been something my drug addled mind cooked up."
>They look even more concerned.
"That was not reassuring was it?"
>Princess Luna looking at the grandfather clock.
>"I should be going. Write me once a week Occult Façade."
"Sure, but I'm warning you my handwriting has not improved since becoming a pony."

>Be Princess Luna
>Checking on all the Anonymous foals is a top priority.
>This won't be pleasant.
>Being aware that the problem exists helps.
>Some foals could potentially be whatever a Jew is.
It might not be species specific.
>I am not used to that, but it is a good point.

>Be Occult Facade
>Calming down Fleur, and Fancy is very hard.
>Especially when having a prepubescent voice.
Or after telling them you have voices in your head that you made yourself.
>That too.
>The bell to the gate of the mansion just rang.

>It's the changeling. A clown guy.
>"Do you want me to come at a diffent time?"
>"It's fine really, just heard some controversial news."
>"Is this the little filly. That's-"
>He is trying to not blurt something out.
He or she is also trying to not piss off Fancy Pants.
>"What happened to you?"
"Eh, life you know."
>"Right. How to look like a normal pony."
>The changeling turns into me.
>I.
>Damn I look fucked up. Compared to that.
Yep
"So where do we begin?"
>Fancy Pants comes back in calmer now.
>"Basic expressions we will work down to the smallest possible."
"Neat."

>Be Fleur De Lis
>I forget that Fancy's foal is an old stallion at times.
>I need to write my friend about an introduction to the black magic group.
>I'll be there when they need me.
>It's the least I can do.

>Be Occult Facade
"Wow. Seriously?"
>"Yep, and then I threw the cream pie."
"That's an impressive tale."
>"What is going on with your magic and emotions really though."
"It's a secret. I can say that I'm getting alot of help."
>"That's good. Here's my card if you need help."
"Thanks"
>I give the changeling a hug.
"Are you male or female?"

>>222635
ITS HAPPENING!
I FORESAW THIS!
NO PLACE IS SAFE!
SCRUFFY IS BACK AND HE GOT THE WRITEFAG!
AND NEXT HE WILL COME FOR US, THE COMMON FOLK!
SILENTLY AND ONE BY ONE AS TO NOT RAISE SUSPICION!
ALL IS LOST, TRUST NO ONE!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

>>222628
>>222635
>>222640
Oof. I just hit post earlier than I was ready for.
>>222638
You do great work. Thank you.

>>222640
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

>>222640
>>222644
See
>>222643

>>222640
Caps Lock may be cruise control for cool, but even with cruise control you still have to steer.

>>222645
No u, you cant lie to me. How can I know he s not just passing as the writefag?
The poor original writefilly may as well be on her way to a filly chamber...with no eggplant!
But my "+6 tinfoil hat of truth" cannot be bypassed by such lies, no sir, i got my eyes on you

>>222647
You failed to address >>222638

>>222654
>Wheely Booper and filly art
I didnt knew how much i needed this until now, based

>>222656
Fuck off fag

>>222657
Go die normie

>>222654
T-that a new Harvey filly or am I getting forgetful?

>>222660
It's three years old.

"I may look 10, but I was a full-grown adult before getting stuck like this."

The man scratches his head. "So are you 10, or are you an adult? I'm confused."

You sigh. "Somewhere back in Texas I have a driver's license that shows I'm 27. Actually 29, since I apparently skipped a couple of years on the way back here. It's 2019, right? Because I was born in 1989."

"Oh. I guess we could get a beer then. So do you want to go out to a bar or something, or are you like screwed for time and just need a quick one? I think I have a few in the fridge at my apartment."

"Hey, if you're treating, I'm not complaining. Can my friends come too?"

He shrugs. "Sure, why not. How often are you gonna get a chance to hang out with talking ponies?"

You shout off to the rest of your friends, "Hey, you guys wanna to get a beer with this rando?"

The responses you get are mixed. Daring and Lyra seem pretty game for it all, and Coco doesn't seem to mind tagging along, but Blossom is apprehensive. "Umm..." she walks up to you and whispers into your ear, "I know you guys are all adults, but I never was one before I turned into a pony. Are you sure it's alright?"

Now that you think about it, Blossom never joined you and Twilight on your drinking nights.

>>222667
you already ate so it wont be so bad
i dont think youd like the taste of beer anyways, but you can have ONE if youd like
last thing we need is spontaneous karaoke out of you, or you trying to play air tag with the birds
if you're that worried, just remember to drink as much water as you do booze or else you'll suffer when your brain's shriveled in the morning
[1d100 = 90]

>>222668
Plunger's beer bottle filly is top cute

>>222669
yer darn tootin

>>222668

Filly knows how to drink responsibly.

>>222672
yeah, it's just pain otherwise

Filly drew you a picture. What do you think? Will you tell her you love it and pin it on the fridge, or will you critique it and help her improve because you know she's capable of better?

>>222673
Brrrrrt
Cheep cheep!

Filly in diapers lmao

>>222692
Diapers in fog?

>>222692
>You realize your fatal mistake all too late as ricocheting projectile pierces skull.
>Your eyes slowly open and you groggily look around.
>Congratulationsyouwon.mp3
>"I see you're awake, you must have a lot of-"
"Holyshitfuck!"
>"Such strong-"
"Diaper me up! Let me suckle on your teats! Shove me in your cunt and let your ovaries give me life anew!"
>"E-excuse me?"
"Feed me from a bottle! Wipe my cunt and ass clean! Let me be your little foal!"
>"What in Celes-"
"Crinkle squish my diaper you fucking-"
>Be Twilight Sparkle.
>You've never had to commit a foal to a mental institution so soon after discovering they existed, but the green one clearly needs help.
>You stand outside in shock, the sounds of her struggling audible through even the thick walls.
>Two muscle-bound ponies walk out, green straightjacketed filly in tow.
>"You will be my mommy you purple fuck, urghgh..."
>Her eyes roll back into her head.
>Sedative must have kicked in.
>You're going to go read something really technical to get your mind off of that...
~Fin

>>222698
Fuck off

>>210735 →
I know I haven't posted to my main green in a long time, I had simply lost inspiration. So here's a quickie to hopefully get the creative juices flowing:

>Be Armchair, Psychologist Extraordinaire
>Once again seeing one of your more difficult "friends", a filly by the name of Anon
>Weird name.
>Being one of the only stallions in the field, you usually dealt with colts, but for some reason the Princess selected you
>Now you sat on the floor playing a very interesting game of Monopony
>Anon's version included capital punishment and "Intercontinental Ballistic Missiles" (whatever those were)
>You knew Princess Twilight was watching you behind the one-sided mirror
>Very few foals figured out the mirror's true purpose
>Anon was surely no different, although she had already been here several times
>"And since I have the only Waterworks, I'm gonna raise the cost of water to 100,000 bits per gallon" she says as you hand her the little card in exchange for 150 bits worth of paper money
"And why is that?" you ask, levitating your clipboard and pen
>"Because it's mine and I can do what I want."
"So you feel the need to exert control over what you own?"
>"Yeah. It just feels like I don't have lots of control over anything real. I just wish I could make more choices, then I'd be a happy filly." she answers sadly
"Is it fair to the other players to abuse your power?"
>"Since when has anyb- anypony been fair to me?"
>You jot this down and return to the game

"Alright Anon, do you think you could draw a picture for me?" you ask, sitting across from her at a miniature table adorned with paper and drawing instruments
>"Uh... what should I draw?"
"Anything you want?"
>"I get to choose?"
"Sure. Just let your imagination run free."
>...
>"Am I allowed to use the crayons?"
"...of course. Why wouldn't you?"
>"I'm not allowed to do things." she says flatly, getting to work drawing on a city, starting with the jail

"And so Princess Twilight-
>"MISS Twilight. I want to be a regular, normal mom."
>Yeah, right
"Anyway, Anon seems to have difficulties with control over her life. I think it would be best if you gave her a little space."
>She gave you the 'I-know-better" look she always did
>Whatever, you were getting paid either way.

>>222706
Fuck yes. However long it takes, it's worth it. Thanks for the update filly.

>>222515
Where does a little filly find herself a nerve gas?

>>222673
Pixel-y filly a cute!

>>222680
You can only do so much with hooves.
It's a wonderful drawing Lone, and yes it's going right on the fridge because it probably took a lot of effort!
Of course if you knew how to do better though, we could plop that right on next to it!

>>222673
Daw, what cuties

>>222680
Why not both?

>>222639
>The rich get richer and the poor get poorer.
>A loop that becomes harder to break on the negative end. Not always true.
>It is very possible to break such a thing, sometimes it starts as something small.
>Sometimes something small starts the spiral.

>"Prince Blueblood, Jet Set and his wife Upper Crust will be at the unveiling of Princess Luna's announcement at the castle maze. The suit overseen by Rarity herself should keep you safe."
>I have to say it's really nice. Something that ooozes with the look of the upper upper class, the 1% of the 1%, something even as fashion blind as I am can tell at a glance it's perfect. I will probably grow out of it in a year.
>Especially comfortable though, and it's flexible.
>A Bowtie is odd, but it matches Fancy Pants' outfit.
>Shoes though as a pony is bizarre. Somehow you can still grab through it. I've always wondered how the princesses could do anything with them on.
>Having pants just feels right after so long going without.
>I'm going into an old and possibly magical hedge maze.
>Of doom.
>For Fancy Pants and Luna though.
>I'm sure-
Shhhh, this is a Magical Pony Land where a phrase like that could mean our end.
>... I can't argue with that.

>"Openess, and flow. With a smile. I'll be right next to you until you have to go near the princess."
"Thanks, Fan- mother."

>I did not think this through.
>The only exposed part is my face.
>"Fancy Pants, and a little one how- pleasant."
>"Crumbling Line, this is my daughter Occult Façade."
>Pony has some really dark glasses, and it's at night.
"Greetings, Crumbling Line."
>As long as this fucker doesn't lean in close to breath in my hair or something.
>"How- charitable you are Fancy Pants. That fur color, that mane. Is this one of those Anonymous creatures. I did not think you would join such a- pastime. Makes sense only Rarity's line could work."
Damage control now. Fancy is going into protective mother bear mode. Go for cute and disarming.
"Mister Line, you must have a good eye for detail. I'm sure you'll appreciate what the Princess has in store. I'm glad we crossed paths, Crumbling Line."
>"Indeed, we must be off Crumbling Line. Many ponies to introduce to my daughter."
>"I understand completely, Fancy Pants."

Didn't think they would be that blunt right from the start.
>Meeting ponies, being a cute filly, trying to not explode.
>Finally, Luna is about to show the thingy.
That was a long speech about miniaturization and the technicalities of how it works.
>Unveiling the anticipated item in question.
>It's a snowglobe that has a galaxy in it.
>They are just politely if bored clapping.
It's not an illusion. That is a miniature.
>I'm clapping louder than they are.
>They have no tas-
Watch out!
>I feel something hit my cheek.
>I'm shoved into the nearby hedge. Ass first. A branch is a little too close for my liking.
>I can't move.
We just got hit with a spell.
>Someone is trying to steal or break that thing.
>Is that Crumbling Line?
>"The old ones will raise again!"
>He is charging his horn and running right at me. With the snowglobe.
>Why is nobody doing anything?
They might have been tagged with a paralyzing agent of somekind.
Possibly other things too.
In addition they all have something Old covering them.
>What can we do?
Brace for impact.

>Floating in space.
>I'm seeing stars.
Be very, very, quiet.
>Those aren't stars.
>"Old ones hear my call I have brought a sacrifice."
We must be still.
>"Grant me your reward of-"
Bad news. 'Mother' is the least of our worries here. Whatever he did we are now on their turf.
>How do we get out.
No idea. The connection to Flakey Crust looks like things are watching it closely.

>Be Princess Luna
>The star system sphere had lack luster support from this group.
>Then everything fell apart.
>Fancy Pants is doing okay for the circumstances.
>The magical discharge where Occult used to be is still glowing with power.
>The hedge for a 7 hooves is just gone.
>If by a miracle Occult is alive, she still has to contend with the 'Forgotten Beings'.
>Flakey Crust. The bond should still be active.
>At least then I'll know if I have to tell Fancy if her daughter is truly dead.

>Be Occult Facade
>Being still for so long is making my joints ache.
Good news, grab on in four seconds.
>The darkness of the void is far preferable to the Eyes.
>I grab on to something. A few stars are glowing again.
Now don't move.
>I'm glad I don't need to blink in this place.
In about thirty seconds we push off as hard as possible.
>I hate not knowing what the damn hell is going on.
Now!
>With everything I have I jump off the invisible thing.
>Everything goes ploka-dot.
>I feel the flavor of exponentials in my retinas.

>Be Flakey Crust.
>Princess Luna just asked for the impossible.
"I felt something happen. The previous little messages when I did something good is just gone. I really don't know your highness."
>"I will check the connection personally. Keep still."
>I can do that.
>"Nothing is being sent. Either something happened, or something is going on with the connection. If she died you will know."
>The princess has a very intense look on her face.

>Be ???
>Oh?

>Be Occult Facade
>That was awful. That does not compare to anything I've ever experienced.
Now we hope that we are in the right place.
>"Interesting."
Go for friendly. We passed the fire into a super nova.
"Hello. I'm afraid I'm a little bit lost."
>"Very interesting."
>Now what do we do?
>"I understand now."
Let's see if this works.
>"You know my name now. Fascinating. I will get into mortal affairs now. You Will Be My First Champion.
"I couldn't refuse now could I?"
>"I know you won't refuse my offer. It is too good to be true, but it is true."
"What is the offer?"
>Woah!
Beautiful!
"Technically what would happen if I refused?"
>"Nothing at all. We would be stuck here beyond foreverness it self."

>>222697
>>222706

>>222713
This ^^^

>>222697
Kek. The ultimate Mommy Issues Filly.

>>222697
Ah, you're starting a self-insert fanfic?

>>222728
Funnily enough, I was basing it loosely around (You)...

Oh yeah, that guy who's been posting animations to derpi has been using them for something.
https://mcpalm.itch.io/anonfilly

>>222731
Error. Something about the "length of null." I'm not a game designer or nothin', so I'll just leave it alone.

>>222731
Wow, that's pretty awesome. Made it to the "top"

Any suggestions on what The Eldritch Horror should be?

>>222734
You ever read a little book called "The King in Yellow"?

>>222736
No, but I should

>>222736
>>222735
RIP anonfilly.
I should read "The King in Yellow" I'll be doing so now.

>>222731
Wow, that's really cool!
Ya know, the color and attack animation of those slimes remind me of another animation he posted to derpi...

>>222741
>>222735
>>222736
Rightio. So thematic shift, to a more horror element?
Should It be a combination of both Nyarlathotep and 'The King in Yellow'/Hastur/'nameless one' or something else?

The there is no limit here.

>>222719
>pic
Lovely.

>>222745
I'd go with a single entity, at least for now. Maybe do a coin flip on which one you want to go with, you can always incorporate the other later.

>>222748
This