/mlpol/ - My Little Politics

>>271048 →
>What about reviews of older content?
I like the way you think. Anything you want me to start with?

>>271057
I have absolutely no idea.

>>271057
Assfaggot's or eatcrabs (that's the one with glimmer, right?)

Anyway, I bring rushed filly because I wanted to make something for the thread but didn't really have the time and was too lazy to puyt in much effort. Do not praise this. Then you are praising me at my %20 when I can do much more when I really try.

>>271062
Oh

>>271063
Hmmmmm. Still looks like a qt to me.

>>271064

Thanks. Yeah, also think now that I'm being to harsh and use a dumb mentality. Afterall, it is better to have medicore content than none at all and we cannot improve wiothout failing so.I set an unecessarily high bar for my content again.

Anyway, >pic is something I'll be working on for this thread.

>>271062
>eatcrabs
that one sucks

As promised in the last thread, I finally arrive again after a long fucking time of pissing off elsewhere to finally drop more than a one-off! The first of my two stories off hiatus is the one featuring Anon and Thingpone AKA Astra Biologis. Where we last left the cast, Anon learned that Pinkie's a thing too and they were getting ready to go back to Twilight's castle to get Astra officially registered as a citizen. With this, Astra officially begins its journey of full assimilation into pony society! Let's see how the first day goes, shall we?

>After a short walk lead by Pinkie, you all are at Twilight's front door and Pinkie's knocking
>Quite fervently, too
>However, after about four seconds of sustained knocking, she stops to wait with you two
>And then, another four-ish seconds later, Twilight opens the door!
>"Good morning everyone, I trust Pinkie filled you in on what's already done and what's left?"
"Yeah, let's get that all done with; the faster it's done, the faster Astra can properly settle in here."
>"And the faster we get away from the pink one."
>In response to that, Pinkie immediately leaps to Astra's side before putting a hoof over its shoulder
>"Aww, don't worry! I'll miss you too, but just remember that we'll only be across town from each other. No need to get so upset over it!"
>Understandably, Astra begins a low growl that only ceases when Pinkie moves away
>More pleasantries happen between Twilight and Pinkie, but you tune them out as the party moves back into Twilight's castle
>After a while navigating the familiar hallways, you make it to Twilight's office
>Once inside, Twilight takes a seat at her desk in the center of the room and begins leafing through a stack of papers before her
>"Just a moment, Astra, I'm just pulling all the papers you need to sign to formalize things."
>After making it through the entire stack, Twilight holds a few papers in her telekinetic grasp and beckons Astra over
>"Sign these and you'll be officially registered as an Equestrian citizen and thus a legal entity, have full custody over Anon for the remainder of his years of 'foalhood,' and also have a place to live in Ponyville. Also, you'll be officially employed as a clerk here at my castle."
>"And what does that entail?"
>"Nothing too much, just sorting documents and bringing necessary things to my attention. Nothing too hard or time consuming, since I fully intend on using some of the time you're here to help you adjust further."
>"Of course you do..."
>Astra sneers at this, but nonetheless extends a tentacle to sign the papers
>"Now where am I supposed to sign these?"
>"Just flip through and sign wherever you see an empty line with an X before it."
>Astra proceeds to sprout a few more tentacles after hearing this, using them all to sign every paper at once wherever they need signing
>"Is there anything remaining that is required, or are we free to leave now?"
>"That's about it, all that's left is for me to show you around town and where you and Anon live now."
>"Then let us finish these engagements so that we may resume our solitude."
"I'll be there too, you know."
>"Yes, but you have proven that you are capable of interaction without annoyance. We accept your presence."
>It's a start
>"Then without further ado, let's go get you orientated and situated!"
>Twilight takes the lead on the way back to the entryway with all of you following behind, and this lead extends all the way to the tour of the town
>All the major spots are covered
>The market district, town hall, the school, even Pinkie's house and place of work in case any emergencies happen
>A few meet-ups with some ponies that are out at this hour happen with Astra being largely silent and letting Twilight handle all the introductions
>You catch Astra in the process of planning a few assimilations, but you quickly shoot them down with a simple 'Don't.'

>>271078
A moment please, some technical difficulties due to zalgo no longer being allowed.

>>271078
Alright, zalgo text has been "fixed". Not to self-promote, but check the pastebin if you want to see the full effect of it. Resume!

>After a little while longer, you realize that Astra actually hasn't been paying the slightest bit of attention to any of the landmarks it's being shown
>Remember, we have access to the collective knowledge of all the beings we assimilate, even your own. This tour is nearly pointless, all we require is the knowledge of where we will be staying.
Yeah, I probably should've remembered that and brought it up.
>Mistakes are made. Do not dwell, but rather envision the future where this experience will save you time through not repeating the error.
Quite inspirational, but what made you mention all that here?
>Counting seconds doesn't pass time as well as conversation.
Fair point. So, if you want to talk more, how about you start thinking about how you want our house decorated?
>Astra goes quiet for a few moments, concentrating on its own thoughts briefly
>Despite all that, you get an answer remarkably quickly
>Decorations are but trivial distractions of the mind. We require none, nor have any preference towards what is used. You may do as you wish with that.
Is there really nothing that you care about having around the house besides the essentials?
>To use another of your phrases, we could not care less.
Alright, feel free to cut in whenever during the decoration process if you change your mind.
>Acknowledged.
>"... And this is where you two will be living!"
>You snap your focus off of Astra as Twilight exclaims this and reorient it to where she's gesturing
>A humble two-story house, typical in both size and style to the usual Ponyville building
>Uh, how did you get here again?
>We kept note of that, do not worry.
>As the words flow into your mind, you also receive a mental package with it
>Upon your realization that this has happened, the package immediately opens and you are bestowed with the knowledge of just where in the town you are in relation to everywhere else you visited
Thanks!
>You are welcome.
>Now that all that's out of the way, you turn your attention back to Twilight
>"You two feel free to get to know your new home, and Anon, I'll teleport your stuff to whichever room you choose for your bedroom."
"Alright, thanks! Astra?"
>"Yes?"
"Still no input about the decorations?"
>"None."
"Alright. I'll let you make that decision when you're up to it, and until then I'll handle it."
>With all that decided, you lead the way into the empty house to start looking around
>It's a cozy little building, despite its two-story framework
>The lower floor is divided between a living area, a kitchen and a bathroom while the upper floor is divided between a hallway, two bedrooms and another bathroom with a stairwell connecting the two floors
>Upon reaching this upper floor, you inspect the layouts of both rooms to see which fits you better
>Astra follows you up here, with Twilight and Pinkie following behind 'her'
>While you're thinking about this, you shoot Astra a question
"Pretty sure I know the answer, but do you care what room I choose?"
>"We do not. Choose whichever you would rather take and we will accept the other."
"Alrighty, I'll take the right one. Twilight?"
>"Sure thing, just let me get over there."
>Twilight comes forward from behind Astra, the latter physically flattening itself against the wall to avoid touching the other, and steps into the doorway of the room you chose
>After a flash of magenta, you peer in from behind her to see all of your stuff now inside the room!
>Dank, and it all fits well!
>You take a brief look at your belongings before deciding that they're all in the right place and going back out into the house
>The others you came here with also clear out of the upper floor, but before you join them, you decide to peek into the other room
>All that's there is a wall mount for a lamp
>Literally nothing else
>Now burdened with this knowledge, you return back to the ground floor with everyone else
>Upon finding them in the kitchen with Twilight making sure Astra knows how everything works, you bring this up
"I just noticed that there's nothing in the other room upstairs. No bed, wardrobe, nothing. Not sure if this is a problem, but just thought I should bring it up."
>"We see no probl-"
>"OH NO! Where are you going to sleep!? Where are you going to put all your cool things that you get from your friends in the future!? Don't worry Astra, your old pals Pinkie and Twilight are gonna fix this right up!"
>"There. Is. No. PROBLEM."

>>271080

>Through the course of this interaction, Pinkie collapsed onto Astra while Astra turned most of its biomass into a pseudopod designed specifically to wrench itself free of Pinkie's grasp
>After a few more seconds of Pinkie somehow staying firmly wrapped around Astra's neck while Astra tries continually to break free, Twilight steps in and magically pulls them apart
>"We have never needed to express gratitude before, but there is a first for everything. Thank you, Twilight Sparkle."
>"Aw, why the breakup?"
>Twilight sighs and turns to Pinkie with a serious expression
>"Did you not feel Astra pushing against you to get away from you? Not to mention that you kind of cut... Her? It? Whatever, you interrupted Astra as they were responding. Maybe you should try giving them just a bit of space?"
>Upon hearing this, Pinkie's eyes widen as the realization strikes her
>"Ohhh! I'm really super duper sorry, Astra. I didn't consider that you might not be as friendly as a regular pony yet, so I must have been too close for comfort! Starting now, I'll give you some more space."
>You feel some relief coming from Astra's vicinity, but not much
>"However much space you think we need, double it at the very least."
>Pinkie looks down from her current position to observe the current space between her and Astra and steps back accordingly
>"Double it again."
>Pinkie again looks down, judges the distance, and moves
>"One more time."
>Pinkie backs up the remaining distance she can, now standing on the staircase
>"This is about as far as I can go right now, is this fine?"
>"Mmmmmm... I lied, one more time."
>Pinkie concernedly looks behind her, seeing nothing but the wall
>"I, uh... I don't think I can go any farther back."
>"You can if you leave this building."
>This is where Twilight steps in again
>"Astra, at least let us help you get situated here with Anon before shooing us out please."
>"Oh, I'm not shooing you out. Just the pink one."
>Twilight sighs, Astra pulls a masterful pokerface, and you feel a wave of smugness fall over you from Astra's direction
>"She's not going until I am, so please at least try to manage it until then?"
>Astra releases a slightly growly sigh before capitulating
>"Fine, what else is there for you to do here?"
>"I know you've already expressed your desire to the contrary, but it's going to seem weird if this house doesn't at least look like it's lived in by more than one pony, so we're going to need to furnish it."
>"We will allow you to do this if you provide us a good reason."
>"Well, what if a pony who doesn't know about you were to come here? I know that Anon's brought friends back to the castle before, so they'd be pretty confused if it didn't seem like his new caretaker didn't even live in this house with him."
>"Would those 'friends' have any reason to go through what is supposed to be our spaces in this building?"
>"While they shouldn't, it's a simple fact here that foals will do what they aren't supposed to. It's also fairly well-known that foals are bad at keeping secrets, so if one of them happened to see this and bring it to the attention of another adult either on purpose or by accident... I'm sure you could guess the problem that would arise."
>"So not only are we to assimilate into this world, but we're also to mask our true self even while within our own sanctum?"
>"As much as you may not like it, that's probably what's best to make your integration go as quickly as possible."
>Astra raises an eyebrow at Twilight, who sighs and continues with her explanation
>"Look at it this way, if the other ponies get used to you being a pony and you get used to having the pony mindset at the same time, it'll probably go over a lot easier with both you and everypony around you when you finally make the big reveal that you're actually a shapeshifting parasitic alien hivemind."
>"Fine. I can tell that you wish to strip our dignity from us further, so we'll simply let you and ignore it."
>"Would it help you if you thought of it more as a way of solidifying your infiltration into this world's population?"
>"Only slightly."
>"It's a start. Anon, want to come with us to help out, or would you rather stay here and get your room in order?"
>Twilight and Astra both look to you when this question is asked, but Astra has a bit more to give than an expectant look
>Come, provide us with a buffer from these two.
Alright, but I'm not going to be able to be a buffer forever. Eventually you'll have to figure it out yourself, so just remember that.
>We shall burn that bridge when we get to it, now come!
What's the magic word?
>... Please?
There we go, now let's go!
"I'll come, I can get my room in order on my own time."

>>271081

>"Alright, let's go!"
>With that, Twilight leads the way down the stairs and out to the outside world, with everyone else following behind somewhere
>After a few trips to a few places to pick some furnishings for the house with you doing most of the choosing while Astra deflects it all to you, you all return back to your new home to get it all in place
>By the time it's all over, the day's almost completely spent
>So many hours with so many stops made...
>It's a good thing that Twilight was footing the bill, otherwise the actual haul would've been far less and thus far less convincing
>Well, according to her argument
>Something tells you Twilight had other reasons for it, but you're not complaining
>Now, there's space for you to lay around all around the house instead of just in your room and Astra has all sorts of places to hide for when Pinkie shows up!
>"Alright, do you two want us to help get everything organized and set up in a way you want, or can you both handle it from here?"
>"We are quite fine with handling everything, you may leave."
>"Are you sure? There's a lot here to move, we can help get it all done a lot quicker."
>"There is no need for assistance, we can both handle it from here."
>"Alright, if you insist. Come on, Pinkie, let's go home."
>Twilight and Pinkie start heading for the door, but Twi stops short as she remembers to say something
>"Oh yeah, Astra, remember to be up and ready by 9 tomorrow, that's when your job starts!"
>"Yes, yes, we will be ready. Please leave."
>"Alright, we're going, don't worry!"
>Twilight gives an exasperated sigh as she pushes Pinkie out the door with her, closing it afterwards
"So, how are we doing this?"
>"We have no preferences. We will help you do what you need to make things look as you wish them to, but we have no input on this matter either."
"Okay, but I meant more what would you rather do in terms of getting everything set up? Move furniture, hang pictures, what?"
>"Again, we have no preferences. Whatever you require of us, we will do."
>You never quite realized how frustrating your own indecisiveness was to everyone aroud you until now
"Fine, uh... Hang pictures, I guess. You know how to do that, right?"
>"If you know, then we know."
"Good, you do that and I'll see how far I can get with moving furniture."
>Astra nods before immediately sprouting numerous tendrils and using them simultaneously to pick up both pictures and hangers and mount them on the walls
>Meanwhile, you get to work pushing a couch and find it surprisingly easy
"Hey, did you turning me into this also make me stronger?"
>"Yes and no. While your relative strength is still the same, your body is now capable of using its full potential to exert force while also reallocating unused musculature to areas where it is needed most."
"Neat!"
>"'Neat' indeed. However, this does come at the cost of you no longer being able to grow stronger through traditional means. In order to increase your own strength further, you must attain more biomass and absorb it."
>And there's the catch...
>Well, maybe
"Does it have to be living biomass?"
>"While technically no, you will gain far less strength from biomass that is already dead due to you not being able to assimilate living cells and instead having to process dead cells back into living ones."
>Okay, that's a breath of fresh air
"So one more question: can it be biomass attained from plants as well as animals?"
>"Yes. Plants can also yield strength if processed correctly, but it will yield less than other animals even if those animals are dead."
"Then let me guess, eating dead plant matter will actually cause me to lose strength?"
>"No, but you will not get stronger either. You may as well absorb nothing if you choose to absorb dead plant matter."
>Well, looks like you might as well not even bother eating anymore then
>Unless it's for fun
"Okay, I lied, I have one more question. Is there anything else I should know about the kinds of biomass I consume?"
>Astra pauses briefly in its tasks, considering your question for a moment
>"Animal biomass yields strength and intelligence due to assimilated muscle fibers and neurons, plant biomass yields endurance and durability from assimilated chloroplasts and cell walls."
>So everything gives something...
"And I'm guessing the same rules for living versus dead apply to plant matter as well?"
>"Correct. You learn more every day, soon you will be a master of your own body. Then, we can begin your true ascension."
"I'm still not assimilating anything unless it's willing and I give it back its body."
>"You will, in time."

>>271082

>Yeah, that's what you think
>Who does it think you are, your mom?
>Oh yeah, that's the whole reason why you live with that thing
>You finish pushing the furniture to your desired places soon after you finish questioning your new existence further and decide to check on Astra's job
>When you look around, you find every wall barren!
>Where did all the pictures go?
>Then, when you get back to the living area, you see it
>One solid block of pictures, all clustered right in with each other haphazardly on one wall
>Bruh
>Well, time to teach Astra a lesson in interior decoration
"Hey, you mind coming in here?"
>After a few moments, something halfway between a pony and a shambling mound enters the room
>"Yes?"
"When I said to hang the pictures, I didn't mean to hang them all in the same area. You gotta spread them out, give every room a bit of attention so that it all looks better instead of..."
>You turn back to the eyesore
"Instead of this."
>"Then further specifications should've been made."
"You can see the inside of my head and you have every piece of knowledge I do, there had to be something in there that was telling you this was a bad idea."
>"There was, it was ignored by the collective."
"Protip, sometimes that nagging feeling's actually right. Now, do you mind helping me take all this down and spread it out properly? And just in case you need further clarification here too, pictures don't go in the bathrooms. Every wall other than the four in my room are also fair game, got it?"
>"Do not worry, we were not planning on messing with you twice."
>Wait a fucking second!
>You halt in place, several tentacles holding pictures in the air around you
"So you were messing with me?"
>"What of it?"
>Astra's pokerface is as flawless as ever, but you can feel the mirth radiating off it from here
"Wow, with a guardian like you, who needs a real parent..."
>"Do not be so upset, it was merely in jest."
"Yeah, yeah, hang the pictures please."
>Without another spoken word, you and Astra set back to your task, quickly correcting the problem and getting everything sorted back out
>There, now this house looks more lived in!
>While you're admiring your combined handiwork, Astra goes back to its own room without further interruption
>That seems like a good idea, you also decide to go up to your own room too
>Not to relax yet, you still need to put things into reasonable places first
>However, once all your things are properly in order, you settle into your chair to read a book you're partly through
>After it's finished, you decide to check the clock
>It's four in the morning
>And you didn't even tell Astra goodnight!
>Well, you can still say good morning
>Good thing sleep's optional too, otherwise you'd be hating yourself tomorrow
>It is still summer though, so you could've gotten away with it for another month if you needed
>Not like you need to, but you could've
>Oh well, there's plenty of books you can still look at and besides, if you really run out of things to do then you can always go bug Pinkie, now that you know she's probably up at this time too
>You instinctively get up, thinking to go get something to drink now that you're up, but remember that it's still physically impossible for you to be either hungry or thirsty now
>Huh...
>Then what do?
>Uh...
>Read more?
>Eh, sure
>You place the book you were reading back on the shelf you have and grab a different one off it, cracking open the front cover to check out what's inside
>And this is how things continue for the rest of the night, all the way up until the sun rises and it becomes acceptable for you to go outside

>>271083
And that's it for now, the other story's still in production as I type this, so the next chapter of that should be out sometime either this week or next. As always, like, comment, subscribe, tell me I wrote like shit, tell me my writing made you bust a nut, whatever you feel is appropriate. also please tell me if the no-name thing was supposed to only be a gag or if I'm actually supposed to be completely anon from now on, I legit don't know.

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>>271084
It's great! I like thing pones interactions and how Anon deals with it.
Whatever you feel like doing friend. I know that I had to do something and that's what I did. Others continued the green, but I'm not sure if it'll stick. Even if it's supposed to stick. I'm not sure. I always recommend doing what feels/is right.

>>271084
I took as sort of a gag, name or no name it won't change anything when delivering, just for fags namefagging without content really

Also beeg green, nice, and since you mentioned, post the paste fag
Will read it later

>>271083
Hey Anon, good job from the Anon who suggested the prompt. You're still doing well.

>>271195
Yessir! Paste is https://pastebin.com/gS6rBb9A

>>271094
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>>271229
I'll just wait to see what others do for the name thing then. Also, thanks for the feedback, my dudes!

Eh here's some 16x16 fillies

>>271254
It's much more amusing thinking of it as a portal to the unknown.

>>271503
how does harvey consistently break horse skeletons but make the fillies so cute?

>"Ma'am? Your comments on the verdict?"
"Go suck a fat load."
>The steps to the highest court house ruled Twilight Sparkle the supreme victor in your struggle for emancipation.
>The reason why?
>She was too important to be judged.
>Too much of a keystone in society.
>Speaking of the bitch
>"Greeny isn't this great? We will be together"
>"Forever!"
>Everywhere on this fucking globe will find you for Sparkle.
>On THIS Globe!
>Of fucking course!
"Y-yeah, I-I have to pee now."
>She sighs.
>"Should have installed the catheter, go before you make another mess."
>Luckily the Castle is fairly close and the guards are...
>they just move ponies away from the conflict.
>Stealthing in, to the forbidden trove of dangerous items and pseudo-human history is the gold mine you see it.
>Mirrors.
"So long and thanks for all the fish."
>Entering one at random the spiraling shapes and colors and senses blur and blind and-

>Waking up you see Discord leaning over you.
>He's in a super hero outfit.
"Captain Goodguy?"

>>271490
I want to see this continued, good job making me feel such intense want from one of Nigel's crappy prompts.

>>271508
Because you touch yourself at night.

If you touch it, do you become the filly?

>>271577
yes

>>271554
Some might consider that a worse fate. The ignorance yet well meaningness.
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>>271554
Well done.

>>271592
>Filly pile
Is this some sort of discord meme?

>>271601
>discord
You are a very silly filly, not knowing what a fillypile is

>>271601
Silly filly, the filly pile is where the fillies belong

I wanna know how many fillies we have here
https://www.strawpoll.me/20292695

>>271607
What a strange way for you to come out as gei

>>271607
Should I poll as what I'd rather most or how I'm most well known by?

>"Your hands are so soft Anon, what kind of lotion do you use?"
"Filly cum."

>>271634
Based and filly-pilled

>>271644
Filly c, can't talk?

>>271644
This is holy war.

>>271644
Practical problem is now solved

>>271607
It's been 10 hours and so far of the time of this post it's up to 21.

>>271644
I laughed more at the pic than the green itself, never was a fan of dog sized ponies, but that pic, my sides

>>271659
Fuck you, I was just recovering
Top kek

>>271634
"Who's a good filly?"
>"Not me"
"Who's a good filly?"
>"Fuck off fag"
>Anon kneels down and pinches both of filly cheeks with his fingers
"You are~"
>"N-no u"
>Releasing her cheeks, Anon starts caressing the fur on her face
>Feeling the individual strands as one hand slowly moves to scratch her ears
>Anonfilly can't hold her facade as she smiles and blushes at the attention
>"I never noticed human hands were so soft"
"Are they?"
>"Yea, they feel so good-"
>She opens her eye, shocked at something
>Pushing the hand from her ear away, she pulls it to be in front of her face
>Anon is left with his other hand holding her face,caressing her cheek as she scrunches at the other limb
>"I-I mean, what the fuck are you using on those f-fag?"
>Anon can't help but giggle at her tsunderish behaviour
>But out of the blue she prepares to spit on the gripped hand she was staring at
>Anon tried to pull it away, but it was too late and her grip too strong
"What the fuck was that for?"
>"Don't hide it, you see this?! The spit didn't make your hand any less shiny!"
"Seriously fag, I'm not using anything, gee"
>Anonfilly just kept scrunching at Anon, waiting for him to revel his lies
>Anon in other hand couldn't help but grin, as he remembered something
"Although...my hands have been smelling a whole lot like you, see?"
>Booping her snoot, he left his hand on her face so she could sniff it
>But instead she just scrunched and turned away
>"Of course, you just messed with my fur and ears, what else you want it to smell like?"
"You took a bath not even 10 minutes ago"
>"I'm a horse"
"What does that has to do with anything"
>"I don't know, maybe the leather or fur retaining the smell and-"
"With how hard you like to be rubbed and scrubbed?"
>"REEEEEEEE"
>Another boop shuts her up and turns her face into another deep scrunch
"Besides, you know very well what kinda smell this is"
>Opening her eyes in surprise, she dropped on her haunches and scooted some distance away
>"N-no way, I heard about horse cum being used for women hair and stuff but...wasn't it from stallion's?"
"Cmon, it's not that bad"
>Panicking, the filly started rubbing her face
>"It's not that bad? You fucking faggot been scrubbing that shit all over me!"
"You weren't complaining all the times they worked their magic back on your rump"
>Anonfilly tried to scrub it even harder as her face almost turned into a tomato
>"Just...go wash that shit before it gets worse man"
"What did I tell you about the bath?"
>"But it's still there, ew, gross"
"Cmon, come over here, I know how much you like hair brushing afterwards"
>That got her to freeze in place
>Slowly looking at him, she saw him moving to loom over her, arms wide open and ready to grab his target
>"No! Get away from me!"
"Here, comes the brushie brushie"
>Anonfilly promptly got on her hooves and ran away
>Not losing a beat, Anon ran after her, giggling at her screams
>"Fuck off, REEEEEEEEE"

>>271667
All is right in the world.
Filly fragrence, the only product you need for all your problems.

>>271054
>Be Orange
>You've been in Equestria for a few years now, Greenie only showed up about a month ago.
>Fucker still seems about the same age as you some reason, lucky bastard didn't have to deal with Twilight's sippy cup bullshit.
>In any case, after begging Twilight for weeks you've both been allowed to take a camping trip off into the forest.
>Not the Everfree of course, you think they're called the Whitetail woods?
>You don't particularly care.
>In any case, it's a good place to flex your outdoorsy muscles and show off to the little green faggot.
>Fucker grew up in Kansas, while you're...
>You don't remember your state of origin, but it had a lot of mountains and forests.
>Some things fade during the transition for every filly.
>But you show her how to pitch a tent and start a fire with nothing but dry sticks, and she's ecstatic.
>Breaking out the s'more makings, you figure it's a good time to start telling scary stories.
"Were you a /x/ lurker?"
>"Nah, shit never really interested me. Most of the tales were fake and gay."
>You raise an eyebrow.
"Wanna hear one that isn't fake and gay?"
>She giggles.
>"If you say so faggot, I'm quite the lie detector though."
>You grin as you extinguish a marshmallow with two graham crackers, a bit of chocolate stuck to the left one.
"Alright. It was a night not that different from tonight-"
>"Booo."
"Shut up, give it a chance. Warm, summer night. Out in woods like these, not particularly far from civilization but far enough to where you'd run into others fairly infrequently. "
>You pass her the s'more you just made, she hasn't quite mastered the art herself and you have limited marshmallows.
"I've got my german shepherd and my Mosin, so everything's right as rain and I'm hoping to bring in a nice buck I can turn into venison. I had this shitty little tent that couldn't have been much larger than the one we're sharing now, but keep in mind I was a grown-ass man over six feet tall at the time. Mengele, my dog, was sleeping outside."
>You toast your marshmallow to the yellowing point, perfect all around and then spread it evenly on one side of the graham cracker with the stick, putting the chocolate in the center.
>"Damn, you're fucking good at that. Why didn't you make mine like that?"
"Give a man a fish and he'll eat for a day. Anyways, I turn in and unzip the tent a bit so I can feel Mengele pressed up against me. She'd usually get the scent on something long before I did, and when she did she'd take off! So, my Mosin is already loaded of course."
>"Mhmm."
>Her mouth is full, otherwise such dismissive speech would be quite rude.
"I'm in the sort of dreamlike half sleep when I feel vibrations running through my side. Mengele was growling, and what a fucking growl it was. I gently stroke down her back and she just gives me this pitiful look. Now, keep in mind that this dog has chased down black bears and come out without a scratch on her. She was clever as a fox, strong as and ox and just about the best animal friend a man could ask for. So, obviously I'm immediately awake."
>"I gotta take a leak."
"Come on you faggot, now?"
>"Unless you want me to piss all over the ground next to where we're going to sleep, yes. Now."
"Fucking... fine."
>You're a bit peeved, but she comes back within five minutes and you resume.
"She's scared shitless, and seeing her in that state I'm practically scared shitless by proxy. I don't notice anything is wrong yet, but that nose of her's must have picked up something nasty. At this point I'm guessing anything from grizzly to a fucking stealth tank, but after a little while I start to smell death."
>"Very fucking original, smelling death."
"Shut up you zigger, your fucking flat ass doesn't know shit. Yes, smelling death. For uncultured Kansasfags, the scent of decay and enzymes left behind by decomposers is very distinct. So, Mengele is trying to get into my fucking tent at this point and I figure I can take whatever this thing is. I've got a loaded gun and a dog that rips the throats out of deer, so I just put on my boots and stand up as she curls up on my sleeping bag, trembling like a freezing kid."
>The light of the fire reflects something moving in the woods and you whip around, only to see a curious raccoon near your bag of marshmallows.
>You look it in the eyes and hiss, picking up the bag and resting it on your dock.
>It scampers off.
"The first noticeable aspect was that everything in the immediate vicinity went silent."
>"Real fuckin-"
"Crickets started falling out of the trees. Moths that had come near the dim light of my bug-zapper dropped dead feet away from the electricity. A frog just went limp and sort of deflated, blood leaking into the soil. At this point, my ears begin to ring a bit. Mengele is practically catatonic, so I say fuck it, strap my rifle on my back, and scoop her up like a big gay baby. I fucking ran that heavy-ass dog six miles back to the car where we slept. Come morning, I went back to the site. All of my stuff was still there, but everything, and I mean everything organic had shriveled up. The cotton in my tent. The trees nearby. It was a goddamn forest of decay."
>"What do you think it was?"
"Hell if I know. Ayy? Government experiment? Your guess is as good as mine. Mengele was never quite the same, though...."
>"I think you're full of shit."
>You grin.
"Wanna bet?"
>"Sure."
"How much?"
>"Twenty bits."
>You pull out a pocket knife and cut away a bit of orange hair with the scissors, revealing pink skin.
>And, more importantly, a sort of birth mark.
>"So you've got a birth mark. What of it?"
"I say Mengele was never the same, but neither was I. Three days after that trip, I collapsed and died; ending up here. The odd thing about it was that I could see everything that happened to me, even when I was dead. Them opening up my body. It looked like a fucking mud puddle. That bit of skin is a marker, an indicator of my death. Ask Twilight. She'll tell you."
>"I don't have one of those, you're full of shit."

>>271683
>Quick as a whip on a nigger, you tackle her and shave off a bit of green hair in the exact same spot.
>Yours is brown, gnarled and twisted.
>Hers is red, fashioned into a tiny screaming face.
"So you burned to death."
>She looks away from you.
>"I was cleaning the factory's main furnace when one of my co-workers neglected to check the maintenance logs and turned it on. I got out, but there was nothing they could really do. I practically cooked meat."
"I'm really sorry."
>"It's oka-"
"That you just lost twenty fucking bits! Faggot."
>She looks like she's going to cry, but she just stifles the tears and storms off.
>Little faggot deserves it for doubting you.
>Cryptids are fucking real.
>...
>In fact, because of that you'd probably better keep an eye on her out here...
>You follow her at a distance of about twenty yards, silently moving through the earth.
>Keeping the campfire in your peripherals.
"Come back."
>She jumps, then turns around.
>"Fuck off, you asshole."
"I didn't ask for any sort of sympathy. We died horribly, and that's why we're here. And if you got lost in these woods, I can fucking guarantee you'd die horribly."
>"W-what do you mean?"
"Just come back. Momma orange is gonna teach you everything you need to know about forests...."
End.

>>271683
>>271685
Well I'm spooped. I definitely want Orange filly on any camping trip with me.

03:26:05-03:28:55
https://archive.org/details/theghostshow_202003/TGS0170.mp4

>>271700
>03:26:05-03:28:55
Here it is.

>>271717
Angry filly a cute, is law

>>271607
Final results: There is 22 of us here
6 pegasus fillies
4 unicorn fillies
4 earth fillies
5 pretty pretty princesses
and 3 who are not fillies what are you even doing here

>>271722
>and 3 who are not fillies what are you even doing here
Enjoying the fillies.

>>271683
>>271685
Really, really nice. I'm not an /x/ lurker so what cryptid was that?

>>271707
Kek

>>271716
>horse
Filly.

>>271725
Doesn't have a name, this one was based off a bunch of different ones I've read about with a little of my own fears mixed in. I'm guessing it worked out alright?

>>271722
Surely I'm not the only filly who thinks a poll like that is fukking gay and didnt do it

>>271763
What's with the weird colored eyes?

>>271766
Teal filly.

>>271751
Nah, it just means you’re a cute gay little filly

>>271707
>Aninfilly
>Sticker spam
Sucks how the fag went full jew, but absolutely based work Anon, top kek

>>271770
All Anonfilly eyes have the eye colour similar to their coat though, green/green, orange/orange, bitassembly only didn't do that for his because he pointed something about contrast in pixel images, but that pic just feels like random ocs

I have heard of a version in which anonfilly is a woman and is a colt but I have not been lucky to find a story someone could help me

>>271785
Its mostly the concept I think, in which Anons become Anonfilly and Femanons become Anoncolt
Don't remember it having greens only pics, but would be nice to be proven wrong

>>271785
>anonfilly
>is a colt
Sorry buddy, wrong general. This isn't the place for that gay shit.

>>271795
2020 never forget.

>Be Anonfilly.
>Life has been okay since you were made filly.
>Twilight is taking care of you while Luna looks for a fix.
>You dare not tell anypony why Luna turned you into a filly... lewd horse.
>Twilight said she had something she thought you'd like.
>Some place called T.O Salad house.
>As you walk in you see... is that a-?
"Human?"
>Twilight giggles a bit.
>"Yes and no Anon, they're like a human you know, but they evolved from minotaurs, and from my analysis, are commonly much shorter than a human like you evolved to be. I thought you'd like this." She says and pats your back with a smile.
>A bunch of really good looking women walk around the restaurant and one takes notice of you two.
>She's pretty ripped and well endowed, very proud of it if her attire is anything to go by.
>"Welcome to the T.O saladhouse! Follow me." She says leading the two of you to a table.
>As she does you can't help but notice alot of mares here... not alot of stallions, say for Caramel.
>You get to the table and the woman walks off to lead another set to a seat.
>Another tastefully muscular woman with a slightly smaller but not by much set on her.
>She has a slight blush as you look her up and down.
>"W-Welcome to the Taurman Outback Saladhouse. Here's your menus." She says setting them infront of both of you. "Ask about the strip salad I will break your spine."
>Twilight chuckles.
>"Oh that won't be necessary. I'll just have a regular Celestia Salad."
"W-What's the strip salad?"
>Her blush grows a bit.
>"A bit young... but."
>She lifts you by your front hoofs and places your muzzle in between her breast.
>Your eyes go wide as she does and you feel her arms wrap around your back and-
>*C-Crack!"
"AH~"
>You moan out into the woman's brest and you feel you're rear leg kick.
>You're limply laid on your seat.
>"Your salad will be ready soon."
>You hear a giggle.
>"Knew you'd like this place."

>>271823
D'awwww

>>271823
n-no u!

>>271811
Wew. Unfucking my spine, AND having a steak? With ponies all around? I'm in.
>>271823
I drew you a picture about how much I like this, unfortunately it got mixed in with the shitposting folder. U R a Cue Tea

https://pastebin.com/GNP9EePY

>Be Occult Facade
"Your faithful uhhh..."
>"Pony!"
>Whoever the teal anon is they need a pay raise.
>I'm not- really used to being the center of attention. Having everyone hear the status check of the pony slave thing isn't really all that comfortable.
>But we are all adults here.
"Pony, Occult Facade."
>Fancy Pants despite her discomfort with some of the crude language used, quickly became more comfortable.
>Reflecting in how I look as well.
>Her writing truly is quite a sight to see.
Especially for mortal means, as the sights in... we won't say the name, praise unto her, but it is good enough.
>Ah, more memories being cleared for release?
Yep, now if you don't mind.
>"For a no name background waifu you fucked up, at least you have the momfu incest thing going on."
>Somewhere in a cardboard box a certain filly's senses were going off. A scowl marrs her face as she shouts her battle cry.
>Thank goodness the walls are sound proof, and resists spying.
>The lush interior, with the gaggle of fillies, and a grown mare trying to keep composure is interrupted with Celestia politely breaking in.
>"Ah! My little sunshine you're here as well. Perfect."
Uhhh deadline came the letter wasn't sent.
>Oh fuck.

>Be Anonymous Shimmer
>Green fuzzy fur felt great between my fingers.
"Hold still I'm rubbing your belly."
>"Nooo, seriously I have to go use the bathroom!"
>This is an awesomely lucid dream.
>No creeping horrors under the thin reality yet, and no memories being butchered.
>"Anonymous! Let the filly go use the bathroom. You'll have plenty of time to go snuggle with yourself later."
>Even dream Sunset is here.
"Sure, sure. Alright, but let me enjoy this for a little longer before you start the tentacle stuff."
>Fat chance I'm going to let this lucid moment slip by me. Subconsious what's the estimated time till the horror shows up?
Busy.
>Always busy when I'm awake or when terrible deeds are to go down.
>The green filly version of me, looks back at me.
>Yep pretty sure I'm asleep still.
>I keep rubbing the fuzzy belly even more.
>"Nooooo."
>This.
>This is nice.

>Be Soul #1
We hunger!
"I am hungry."
Don't fuck with us now we're about to have everything we could have ever wished for!
>Nurse knocks on the heavy metal door.
>"D-doctor? We're out of food for the patient."
No food?
There will be! Soon.
>She has a nice rump.
>The buzzing intercom blares out again.
>"Ten minutes."
>"N-no! Please! Doctor!"
>"Ten."
>"Minutes."
Fucking shit this is going downhill fast. Stuff your mouth with the sheets. We can at least last ten minutes.
Not food. Memory of words. Gulag and food. We. Hunger!
We get all the food, we just have to wait a little.
>Burning and agonizing time passes.
>Watching Nurse rub on the door water on her cheeks.
>"Nurse we regret to inform you about clause thirty-seven. The cause is from 'freak accidents of nature'."
>"Nooo! Just let me out!"
>When did we get so close?

>>269296 →
Top Five Care Tips!
>Personalized Confused Patient Management Strategy Documentation
>Form #73-219A

Please help the patient to fill in the spaces below. If the patient is unable or non-compliant, fill in the answers for them as best as you are able. Each point should be in the form of an 'I' statement.

Hi, my name is -Patient Name-, but I prefer to be called -Green-

1. I have short term memory loss so I may forget where I am and what I’m doing, please reorient and give reassurance

2. I startle easily so be sure to introduce yourself and tell me what you’re doing before you touch me

3. I like to talk about nursing, sometimes I like to pretend I’m a nurse too!

4. I won’t tell you if I’m in pain so look for non-verbal signs of distress

5. I can mobilise independently but I require supervision and assistance with all ADLs

>>271873
Filly looks like she's looking up instead of towards the other filly, any chance of a fix?

>>271877
QT

>>271883
"Don't vorry, hooves growback!"
"No zey don't."

>>271882
Every other version I know the fag was looking at the target, even in the original as well, what are you on about?

>>271884
>Being man turned ponies, fillies don't have any magic and make for the perfect infiltrators
>Since all detection spells work on magic signatures and all that
>But ever since learning about that, Fransciska started to silently grab fillies to experiment on
>If only she could apply this same magic hiding skills to all her pony fellows
>Yet it doesn't seem that they are willing to collaborate
>Always saying that they don't know what she's talking about or downright lying and acting surprised at the supposed revelation
>Almost like they don't want to help fight for the larger cause
>But she won't tire until she gets to the bottom of how they do this
>No matter how many fillies she may need to discard after she accidentally breaks them
>For Equestria!

>>271883
Wouldn't that be an amp-QT?

>>271607
Up to 24 Anon's now that has taken the poll.
Chicken wing poner has taken the lead with seven Anons.
Why not everything poner is at five Anons.
Classic filly is at four Anons.
Horny poner is at four Anons.
And finally another four Anonymous people.
Plus it's only been two days and some may not have seen the poll yet. Friends may yet to still tally up.

>>271883
now with color

>>271877
>I like to talk about nursing
Excelle-
>sometimes I like to pretend I’m a nurse too!
Fuckin hell

>>271918
Poor Clover

MIIIIIINE DIAAAAAMONDS

I wish for filly to pee in my mouth.

>>271967
I'm gonna spit in the filly's mouth

>>271970
are you gonna kiss the filly on the mouth?
that's kinda gay

>>271973
It’s okay, we’re all fillies here, it’s not gay unless the horsepussies touch

>>271326
Nice to see filly getting her nutrients

sorry, I'm out, AFK 90% of the time these days and the busy on weekends, I hardly manage to finish my greens :<

>resumed from the last episode
>Decepticons have detected a source of energon on our world
>they have decided to acquire it to take control of the world and start over again

>Anon and a few fillies have decided to start a hacker organization
>they're installed on an ancient lumber factory
>The situation has become critical for all, since robots are everywhere, the little technology ponies have created are now in the control of Decepticons.

>Twilight and her friends have been overwhelmed and magic seems to do nothing on them. like, pissing in a violin.
>Anon's still disappearing from times to times.
>He's finally putting Twilight in the confidence that him and a few of his classmates are involved into something big.
>Twilight is certain Anon is losing his mind pretending he's behind the MILF_FUCKERS_COMPANY, an organization that even triggered some ministers at Canterlot, that yet managed to limit data the autobots could have controlled about that source of Energon.

>He's convincing her to follow him.
>They're trotting in the streets of ponyville, it's raining so she's kind of using a shield. Anon's going with a hoodie.
>Approaching that old building with the ruined, rusty sign with a vintage illustration of a stallion that say «Let's go hackin'»
>Twilight is impressed by the fact all of the governments are looking for that secret organization, as ponies have little to no infrastructure or intelligence agency specialized in networks
>«You're kidding me... It was there in plain sight? How do you even ... have a way to connect to»
>Anon:«telephone lines to the whole region heading to Canterlot are passing next in the street. We don't even pay for accessing it, all of this is illegal of course.»
>They're getting in the building by the rear door. It looks abandoned and dusty as always.
>Anon's welcoming her inside, cranks on the light. It's messy, there's old computers, newer ones all retrieved from various places. Walls are filled with printed pages, drawings, plans.

>Twilight: «For how long have you been ... hiding this from me?»
>Anon: «I always told you. You always ignored it.»
>Twilight: «And you pretend despite everything your solution is better? Than our armies?»
>Anon doesn't says a word.
>She's looking, observing at all the things we have accumulated, stolen books, software...
>Twilight: «You know you are researched. Canterlot believes the MFC is more some kind of secret society that's acting behind all of this, including this invasion to install a new world order.»
>Anon's grinning. «That could be true. They're right. either it's us, either it's the machines. Machines are visible, they are hardly hiding. We really re invisible. You know me now. You're one of us. »
>Twilight's thinking a moment to think and understand the situation
>she's looking at Anon again «Okay. Let's imagine I can trust you. What do you want, what do you need?»
>Anon: «Just a hardware access to one of these robots. You have captured one, right?»
>Twilight: «The army did. They are interrogating him. You... want to hack one of these?»
>Anon's looking up the ceiling «Before she disappeared, Silverspoon wrote a worm that slowed them down, it's not if I can do it. it's we must do it.»
>Twilight: «I think I can do this. We'll need to get organized, they won't let you touch the specimen. Just promise me...»
>Anon's thinking more «Twilight you're a cunt but we're all down in this shit» but only replied «I do, it will work. I'm just packing some hardware and disks, »
>she's looking at the books «Isn't that dark magic?»
>Anon start packing his items «Yes, Diamond Tiara kind of borrowed some a while ago.»
>«I thought these have been lost in the ponyville's library»
>Anon:«consider this a mandatory preservation act. It's been useful to us, by the logic it has»
>she's looking at him «You're not horned but at lest you're the lesser of evils there.»
>Anon: «no such thing as good or evil now. Only victory or defeat.»

>far away from there
>in a highly controlled underground base, unicorns and other armed members of the NLR guard in the desert
>underground, tunnels, offices, and blast doors, with controls and armed stallions everywhere.
>Two unarmed stallions, in civilian suit, peacefully walks, discussing, being saluted and granted access.
>They both look mischievous and powerful unicorns.«unprecedented opportunity, that's how I see it.»
>the other one is looking by a window and they are stopping in front of it. «From now we have a status that surpasses every political group of this planet. Even Celestia.»
>the older one is also contemplating. «This anarchist organization, coders, hackers. Whoever they are they might hate us, what's beautiful is that we get them to work for us.»
>the gray stallion's looking at him. «The hacker known as Anonymous? What do we know about him exactly?»
>«It doesn't matter. What's important is that they know nothing about us.»
>panning over the large bunker, ll with concrete with CCFL lighting
>«We may possess the necessary tools, but what we do not have is Anon's unadulterated focused... rage. He's not reasoning like everypony, I like this. He's what providence brought us.»
>he's looking at the window. «Have I told you to my great grandfather an inspirational quote?»
>The other pony is looking at the older one «Occasionally, sir.»
>«Control. It's the ability to give the world something, and take it back. That's control.»

>Panning through the window where the two ponies are discussing, in that very bunker, all kind of equipment, cryogenic tubes, and a [Vienradzis Corporation] logo on various locations, scientists in pressurized suits working, doing controls, checking flickering computers in a haze of carbonic ice smoke, doing measurements around a device on some kind of crate. a cube. The allspark, standing there. Perhaps an artificial one. Its presence here is a mystery.

Grrrüüüüün ist unser Anon,
Frrroooooh das junge Pferd...

>>271992
I needed this green. Thanks.

>>271994
>>272031
So many good fillies today.
>>271992
I'm enjoying the story. Thank you.

>It's a beautiful normal day as a filly.
>Under the evening sky that Luna carefully brushed.
>"Fucking pony’s are the most disturbing fucking creatures to ever walk this goddamn planet."
>A griffon slurred drunkenly.
>"Glad to know."
>What a chad shitposter. Posting pony pussy is the pony porn areas keeping it alive.
>"No really you goyshit’s are the most disgusting animal’s to ever walk the earth."
>Dropping the package of translated looted horseness down.
"You would be beneath animals, a pox upon the earth, but if that's the cross you really want to die on I won't stop you."
>The griff stumbles onto another. Bringing them into this as well.
>"It's funny coming from a cursed seed like yours."
>Top quality friendship wheel pony. Splayed for all to see.
>Griffon though wasn't done yet.
>Turning directly to you.
>"Who gonna kill me huh bitch you gentile fucks no my people run the shithole you live in."
>Spinning around to the other one in this happenstance it continues.
>"Hahahaha I’m cursed you jerk off too cartoon pony’s."
>Dropping more of the work.
"You're killing yourself. Stop it. Being a martyr for those that play with your life? That's a straight crucifixion right there."
>Something changed. It may have been the alcohol, the lewd material, or the strange words spoken. But this is what happened next.
>"Alright I’m sorry just been drinking I’ll leave but I want to ask you something are you Jewish to cause I just want to know if I’m speaking too a brother or a goyshit."
>Thinking about what to say, there is so much that could be said.
>Dropping the last few pages and wrapping up the pony pussy comic down.
>Attention fully on the griffon.
>No words spoken.
>"Okay sorry I’ll leave."
>Applejack tastefully winks.

Based on this interaction and these Anons.
>>272019 →
>>272026 →
>>272028 →
>>272040 →
Special thanks for everything.
>>223714 →

>>272049
Horsepussy is the answer.

"Well League, it's a sign of the times, you know. If the Canterlot Police isn't able to keep the goddamn ziggers from breaking into my house and taking my mom's jewelry and all of my expensive anime figurines, then I will."

>>272118
10/10 would arm filly again.

also it's movie night finishing part two of Stardust Crusaders OVA: The Movie
https://cytu.be/r/The_MLPOL_Drive-in

>>272172
Based filly.

Is Writefag Roulette still hanging around?

This will never be you. Welcome to hell.

https://event.pony.town/
Special online convention pt server is active and online

>>272186
I see.
Where can I purchase a subscription to death?

>>272195
To answer your question, no. To add on to that answer, I'd rather not ever do that unless parkour is just a stand-in for the act of placing my penis inside and thrusting vigorously.

>>272188
Enjoy your glorified chat room, I'm gonna jerk off and sleep.

>>272188
You have to sign in with a social media account.
No-No.

>>272199
>Not having 7+ throwaways
You even trying bud?

>>272199
But lookit all these cuties! You missed the mango revolution!

>>272209
I'm not just here for cute shit, I could go to half the generals on /mlp/ for that. I expect a bit more from myself in my fillies, and I'd hope that you'd hold yourself to a similar standard too.

>>272303
Appreciated, you're not required to participate. Still, the invitation is there

>>272307
WOW, that's a lot of fillies.

>>272314
Theres even moar now. We have supporter status, and our own server. Come as you are, all are welcome

>>272118
Darker, slightly more aesthetic edition.

>>272326
It gives me Farcry 2 vibes from the color palette used.

>>272339
Click the spoilered words then the picture.
Ah, nice wholesome Purple time.
>... a cute little 'Fully' now
Nope not wholesome, not after that.

>Be the filly kind of Anon
>It's another beautiful day in the Everfree Forest
>You've gone in here to get something horrifying and mind-destroyingly disgusting to show to Anon - the one who got to keep his human body
>Fuck purple, she's still banned from cloning attempts
>But that is not the spite you are trying to feed today
>You're feeding your food-based spite against Anon who ate all the goddamn trout that he was got for you
>What did he expect to happen when you were left with tendie ingredients?
>Now he will rue the day he admittedly righteously kept your fish from you
>You just have to find something. A timberwolf? Cockatrice? Maybe even a chimera?
>First come, first chase you guess
>Probably should have made an actual plan on this
>Shut up me, you're not supposed to doubt the master plan
"Ah-ah-ACHOO!"
>That's one way to break yourself out of an internal argument early
>There's a lot of pollen here
>Probably because of the flowers, retard
>Damn they're blue, might keep some for myself later, love blue shit
>Something in the back of your mind says that maybe there's something wrong with them
>Eh, whatever, if it's not trying to kill me immediately it's probably harmless
>Unlike that chicken-lizard thing
>Jackpot
>You look away from the back of its head, being a statue is not a good way to get payback
>Or at least being a statue in the middle of the Everfree
>Getting off track here, need to get that thing to chase me back
"Oi, chicken lizard cunt thing fucker, follow me!"
>That should do it
>Turning around, you start to book it
>Judging by that sound of quick footsteps, it's almost as fast as you
>Did not count on that
>You dodge and weave through the trees, back to your house on the outskirts of Ponyville
>Anon won't know what hit him
>You break the treeline, and spot your house in the distance
>And you're also running out of breath, who knew that going from not running to running for a while tires you out
>Also you tingle a little bit all over
>Shit, did the whole stone-vision thing work even if you didn't look at it?
>You're just a little bit from the house, just have to ding-dong ditch to get him to see it
>You quickly look over your shoulder to make sure that the thing is following you
>You remember that this was a mistake after you make it
>Your last words escape as you're turned to stone
"Fuck you faggot."

>Be Anon
>The most glorious green guy known to this pony-infested land
>You just finished giving your morning hatred-fueled insults to the sun for flashing in your eyes in the morning
>How did nobody invent blackout curtains yet?
>Well, it's time to get up again, start another day, do the three S's.
>You're well into brewing your morning cup of coffee until you realize that your favorite little green clone horse never came out of her room
>You gently open her bedroom door...
"Hey faggot get up."
>But there was nobody there
>Maybe she's already up somewhere?
>It's not like this is common, but it has happened before
>Especially times like now, where she's mad at you for some retarded reason
>Like last night when you ate the fish that you got that night, no questions
>Tastes bad when you don't cook it right away
>Anyway she's you but a little filly, she's probably fine
>You finish musing to yourself as you finish making your coffee
>Black today, too lazy to fetch the cream
>But not too lazy to start to think of making more insults to Celestia's fiery load of fucking bullshit
>You're pretty sure that the dream you were having was awesome but you can't remember a thing about it
>Out the door you go, gotta make sure there's no barriers between that nuclear fusion reactor and your unmatched intellect of insults
"Fuck you, you great big ball of fuckwits!"
>Truly, beyond your time
"Your existence hurts my eyes! I wanted to sleep godda-"
>Your tirade is cut short when you notice a stone statue just a few feet from the door
>It's of Anonfilly, but with a giant fucking horsecock, with these blue flower petals stuck all over her
>You're pretty sure that fillies don't have those naturally
>Normally, you'd put this kind of thing off as a prank, but only Anonfilly does those kinds of pranks, and she is not nearly proficient enough with that horn to pull this off
>Well, her and Discord, but he's barred from talking to you or Anonfilly after that one incident with the quesadillas
>Twiggles did not get over her fear
>That leaves one more option: this is real somehow
>Guess you'll go get purple to fix this
>...but that can wait, you have more pressing matters
"Your celestial fuckshit cuntflicking fuck can eat a dick, sun!"

>>272346
What a filly.
>...but that can wait, you have more pressing matters
Well said.

>>272477
Pic unrelated?

>>272482
Yeah i dont have a lot of pone on this PC. would take too long to draw each image in context.
But would be fun!

>>272477
>They're running as far as they can from the fort like thieves.
>Anon's laughing but complains he can't see shit when even his eyes are invisible
>Twilight:«I can't believe you ate alien tech. And you shoved some parts... uh. »
>Anon : «If I knew at least, I had no idea what I was about to find, you almost shot me.»
>Twilight :«I've seen you escaping as soon I opened the door, don't worry. If I wanted to kill you I wouldn't have done all that.»
>Anon's becoming slightly visible:«When's the next train for Ponyville?»
>Twilight:«11:45. Just enough time for you to recover full opacity. I'm risking a lot doing this you know.»
>Anon: «Can't you just teleport us there? Cause I feel a bit naked being able to see my organs and skull»
>Twilight's laughing «Anon, you're always naked»
>Anon: «Jesus Twi, I was about to say thanks for helping me with that thing but you're still a cunt, that part was not planned... Hey I am a skeleton again!»
>Hours later they're back at the Milf Fuckers Company, examining the parts Twilight helped him to vomit and extract, checking the electronics reactions of these alien circuits.
>Anon's laughing «I could get Doom to run on this thing. I will get DooM to run on that thing!»
>I'm here, saying nothing. Me and Twilight aren't really friends. In fact I hate Anon for even breaking his own principles siding with her, but on the other hoof, we don't have a lot of choice.
>she's still asking me. «Have you really adapted these spells for... an electric computer»
>Just reply a «yeah» not even looking at her.
>Anon's asking me «Diamond, need you. »
>we're picking each one disc, inserting it simultaneously on each of the networked consoles, loading the two completing parts of the software
>one of the monitors starts displaying thousands of lines of code mixed with weird images bursting, flashing. it's almost uncanny
>Twilight's asking «What does it do?»
>me : «hacking. it's saying so on our door.»
>Anon:«it's bruteforcing a method to run instructions and determine the logic of the architecture of that system we try to get into, once it's done we can know how to program them. Since we can't fight them, we will just send them like, a code of self destruction.»
>the largest computer screen, an old large television, a window appears, starting to map some kind of instructions with botched, strange characters
>and that was faster than I thought.
>Twilight's worried. «So you mean, ...if you tried, you could get this machine to enter anypony's brain and take its control?»
>Anon:«Brains are not electronic, signals are different, it's analog»
>Me:«maybe it's already running in our heads and we don't know it.»
>Anon:«Payload, I'll just compile something to get anypony to be the administrator, using any of the inputs of the robot, may it be a radio signal, visual, audio, but ... I should go with a radio. You have WiFi on this laptop Diamond?»
>another word no one knows what he's talking about «I'm not that fucked up.»
>Anon:«okay I'm building a radio interface for that thing. simple serial thing now we know a bit how they work...»
>Twilight:«And you think you will just be able like to say hi mr robot, stay still I will tell you to stop destroying our world and desactivate you.»
>Anon : «that's the idea. Or use one to turn against the others.»
>Twilight: «Before you do that, I think Princess Luna knows more than she seems about these. Celestia too. They never really talked about it. Can we like, ... know more about these?»
>Anon: «if you insist. Yeah after all it's all yours.»
>Twi: «Now how do we get one of these alien robots to come in? We need to set a trap or something... see if it works»
>Anon: «that's your job okay? I'll have finished later now let me concentrating on that wiring.»

>Everfree Forest. hours later.
>Anon:«...You've witnessed, she said at the three pines at the entry of the road on the everfree. We're not late! And we're alone!»
>He's unpacking his portable computer from his backpack and turns it on.
>I'm doing the same with mine. «We should need a catchphrase or something epic to say.»
>Anon:«She's asking her friends to bring one around here. Not a big one, but that should be enough, we get one, trap him, send him back to his pals, infect them and then... they'll all be ours.»
>I'm thinking two minutes «Imagine if we had any of them just for us. Obeident servants ready to defend us, work for us... Instead of letting Twilight do what she wants with em. You don't owe her anything.»
>Anon: «I... I know, but.. .ah fuck, I dunno why but I feel like I can save Equestria this time.»

>Far away from there
>Mane 6 and a few of the Wonderbolts are fighting against a fighter jet similar to a F-22 with swept wings.
>Many are hit. and they eventually retreat. Rainbowdash is falling on the floor like a brick
>The jet is transforming into a robot, Starscream, landing on his two feets, smoking from every overheating joints and articulations.
>Starscream:«Is that all you got? Instead of fighting and dying you could be our servants and I'd keep you alive, as pets! Insignificant beings you are!»
>Twilight: «DAAAASH! you dared to hit my friend, fucking» *brap*
>she's firing a beam of energy at Starscream, eventually vitrifying the ground with his shadow in the middle.
>Starscream: «We're not here for you. We just came to retrieve something that belongs to us.»
>Twilight's not even listening. Repeating «I'll kill you» and giving all she's got.
>Starscream: «Instead of focusing on me why don't you go help your friends? You're not ready to fight.»
>Glimmer kept firing as well but is running in the forest, on an area away from the population, carrying something with her. «Haha, I.. have no idea what I am doing.. hahahaa»
>she ends up facing us, chased with a huge robot.
>Glimmer:«Anon!»
>Me: «Glimmer?»
>Anon:«Holy shit»
>I'm rolling, unpacking the computer, and smash the [enter] key heroically
>screen reads "ON LINE"

>>272494
Making transforming robits real one millennia at a time.
F for Starscream we hardly knew ye in this story.

>>272494
>ponified anonymous
This is great.

>Be Anonfilly.
>"What's up nerd?"
>You sigh.
"Hi aunt Gleaming..."
>Bucking muff munching dy-
>"Don't sound so excited to see me kid." She says putting a hoof on your wither and face blocking part of your veiw. "What ya' working on? Some nerd game?"
>You move your head forward a bit.
"No. It's a idea I have for a smaller cannon that guards could carry on their person and use at- hey!"
>You yelp as she crumbles up the paper you had and tosses it away.
>"No need, nothing will ever beat good old pike and magic, and it's boring."
"But it could launch a assortment if things to make combat magic unnecessary for the common po-"
>You stop as you're nudged in the side enough to make you stumble a bit.
>"Listen kid, the guard doesn't need any new fancy nerd stuff, we've worked the same way for thousands if years and it never failed us. I'm just trying to save you the effort. Why don't you go play some sports or something instead of making this ludicrous ideas. I mean, this!" She points to a design you have on the wall. "What is this even supposed to be? Some sort of, over designed armor?"
"It's layered armor, two inches of normal armor with two of a thick cloth with two inches of more armor a bit more cloth with another layer of armor on top. It could possibly stop a cross-"
>She tears it off the wall and shreds it with her magic.
>"It's useless. Infact, most of this is. Now, come on, imma convince the other guards to play some hoof ball."
>You just sit there in shock.
>That took you five weeks to design.
>"Hellooooo?"
>You were going to show it to mom.
>"Ugh, you're just like Twilight. Fine, you let me know when you stop being so obsessed with nerd stuff. Imma go play."
>You could have revolutionized armor, saved so many ponies should the time come.
>Mom would have been proud at the least...
>You try to pick up all the shredded peices and put them together, but it's just not possible.
>...

>>272516
Is that a hoof?

>>272524
Yes.

>>272526
That ChromaticsFilly confused the hell out of me.
Reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

>>272537
Something came to mind, but it didn't quite fit.

New filly, courtesy of new artist. Kinda reminds me of Lone's old art.

>>272554
yeah, I see it in the same hollow eyes not a criticism, I thought it worked with the general tone of the works. I wonder if this artist will also partake in the aboose side of things?

>>272542
>Something came to mind, but it didn't quite fit.
Not sure, but perhaps related to degenerate art.

>>272555
Oh fuck I still have a bunch of draw requests to do for you faggots
Soon(TM)

>>272508
just a headcannon about the origin of these transformers and all, i imagine things as I write, that's a fun practice.
>>272511
yep, I imagine him as a hacker doing a bit what he can with the rudimentary equestria's tech available to him.

>>272494
>The mane six are heading, Twilight and the help of other ponies from the wonderbolts are carrying Rainbowdash to the emergency unit on a nearby camp.
>she's severely wounded, others are being taken care of.
>Twilight's crying «It's all my fault; we attacked an enemy we don't fully understand. I wanted to fight instead... »
>hours are are passing.
>Twilight's worried «How's Rainbowdash?»
>a doctor is coming to her : «Your highness, rest assured we are doing the best we can. Her vertebral spine has been damaged, many fractures, muscular, she's strong, she will make it. But I'm honest with you, she will never fly again, or walk by her own...»
>Twilight's in tears, sobbing, this is the worst moment of her life.
>another member of the medical staff is interjecting «We can do everything we can but there are experimental treatments, nothing approved officially. All of this is confidential and for this we would need an high ranking permission. So I'm asking you if you are authorizing this?»
>Twilight is looking at him, confused, still physically and emotionally shocked «...Organ transplants?»
>an unicorn seen previously is coming. He's smiling. «Something more interesting. We just need this»
>Twilight : «Do anything you can, she would rather die than live crippled.»
>She's signing a document that authorizes them an experimental treatment forbidden by the laws.
>Twilight: «I hope I'm not making it any worse.»
>The grey unicorn smiles. «You have our promise. She will be back.»
>The doctors aren't saying anything but nods.
>There's an helicopter landing in front of the hospital, they're carrying Rainbowdash into it, taking her away, escorted by military ponies.
>Doctors are asking her to follow them as she need more exams.

>Moments later the helicopter lands on the complex
>Rainbowdash is still comatose, try to keep an eye open, with IVs and ECG monitoring her.
>doctors and scientists are surrounding her, doing blood samples and other exams, disinfecting her and taking her to a white room with ponies in sterile suit.
>they're placing her on a table, under the supervision of generals and obscure ponies behind a glass.
>She's still conscious and trying to say anything.
>some unicorn in a suit is unlocking a crate with six vials with a greenish glowing liquid and an injector. «proceeding phase one.»
>They're scanning her in real time with all kind of machines
>behind the glasses, the grey unicorn is talking with the ministry of defense «This is where things are getting interesting. The recent research on the enemy coupled with our decades of scientific works with the Cube helped us control and develop these nanomachines, entirely reprogrammable. They can do anything we want, anything we need.»
>General's worried «You are transforming a pony as one of these machines?»
>He's laughing «not at all. Not a machine. Machines can break. This is a biological supplement. Princess Sparkle herself overridden all laws for us.»
>ponies are behind computers, checking the vitals and spread of the substances in the veins of rainbowdash. «ready to initialize, phase two in 5. 4. 3. 2. 1. execute.»
>doctor's looking at the screen «ECG is abnormal, blood pressure increasing. She's not gonna make it!»
>inside Rainbowdash, nanomachines are starting to operate, doubling her tissues, muscular structure, nervous terminations.
>some ponies are stepping back as they observe the monitors
>she's convulsing, and doctors have a hard time keeping her under anesthesia.
>she's stopped moving.
>hours are passing.
>RD is alive, eyes closed, but she can hear ponies talking around her.
>She can see some kind of image from the sound alone, reflecting machines, walls, ceilings, like an extra sense, even magic.
>eyes closed, some crosshair and squares determining the position of ponies in the room, able to hear anyone talking «all functions are stable, that's indeed a miracle.» «we are now all jobless» «you're kidding» «...EEG signals indicates she's awake.» «can we still have control in case everything gone wrong?» «normally we should, she might need some weeks or reeducation and learning.»
>she's opening her eyes, slowly, the room is dark, it's the night, only some lights from monitors, she's not saying anything, only discovering she can see in the dark with some kind of thermal vision. on the corner or her vision an indicator [infrared + visible]
>quickly realizes she can change this just with her mind. [visible] [radar+visible] [threat identification] [health checkup - 100%] [damage map]
>Rainbowdash: «What ... what am I?»
>Doctor: «You'll have to discover it by yourself. You were dying. It was nasty to look at, not to mention all of your organs failing, blind and »
>Rainbowdash's jumping off the table, taking off all the sensors, IVs and metallic straps around her: «WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?» she's looking at herself.
>Doctor: «We gave you a second chance, you're not a robot or anything, don't worry. I'm gonna call this technology, Imaginos. Nanomachines have repaired your body like a second immune system, a zealous one. It will adapt to every single of your needs with time.»
>Rainbowdash is looking at her reflection on a large observation mirror around the room. «I'm still myself?»
>Doctor: «Your body is relatively the same with some extra. Consider this as a present. Now tell me. What is your soul screaming for?»
>Rainbowdash: «Revenge.»
>Doctor: «You're a weapon I'm glad to see escaping.»
>She's closing her eyes. «I gotta go.»
>Rainbowdash is looking at the mirror, rushing on it eyes closed, but her new senses are mapping a way to exit the bunker, accompanied by alarms of all kinds
>She's almost knocking several guards. running in the corridors, blasting doors on her way out.
>She's able to fly again, climbing, testing out her wings.

>>272576
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3iz2sfBKVwI
Nanomachines, filly.

>>272579
>it's the first time Discord remained so silent.
>Rainbowdash is looking at him, gaining back her spirits.
>Discord's coming close to her. «I disagree. You're not a monster.»
>Rainbowdash is regaining her hooves and recovering from her wounds. She's looking at him one second. «Watch over my friends. Tell them everything. I'm heading to their leader.»
>Discord: «A certain Megatron isn't it? They're establishing a base in Manehattan. What advice can I give if any? Don't go gentle, they are machines. They are manufactured for this. To harvest a world's resources and move on another world and they are about to put their hands on something that's precious to them. Something that gave you that power.They won't leave you one second of rest.»
>Rainbowdash nods at him, before taking off direction Manehattan

>In the meantime, Anon keeps decompiling and analysing the content of Starscream
>He's analyzing, trying to understand why and how many of these have been made.
«This is the relic of an agonizing world where a sentient species similar to humans took a long time, they sent machines on other planets. On other stars, barely a one way ticket some took to leave Earth. For hundreds and hundreds of years not a single evolved form of life have been found. They sent in machines to expand life across the galaxy. to fertilize planets that can host life. Eventually these planets created more of these machines, autonomous, and programmable, more complex, natural selection also applies to machines, which ends up into the ...machines that becomes independent or semi-sentient.»
>There's me, Glimmer, Silver, Sweetie Belle, Mutton Bash. We're all trying to understand more what these are and what's anon's species future, or rather, past.
>He's continuing. «That means a lot about the origins of humans. We might have been imported afterall. from other humans who wanted to send in life. Nothing is a coincidence. And these have developed from these machines sent to colonize the galaxy in the course of millions and million years. Some with a deep desire to rebel, being alone and going with the logic conclusion that all of this is absurd. And even undo the job, rebelling against their creators. That's how you get these machines that calls themselves transformers. at the image of their creators, who decided to rebel and destroy life. »

>Silver is concluding «So if I get it we are facing space migrants, they pillage resources and want to transform every habitable world into a lifeless machine. Overtime they are weakening and what they are looking for, by what I've found is this.»
>she's hitting the keyboard showing secret documents «this cube has been recreated from fragments uncovered hundreds of years ago, kept on some kind of temple of an antique civilization.»
>she's passing other pages «This device contains all the knowledge possible and imaginable about the universe, many thinks this is one genuine source of energy, it's really something big.»
>Glimmer's confused «What does it have to do with us?»
>Anon's being the Anonymous he always wanted to be. «There are secret societies who want to use these robots as an opportunity to implement their rulership, and topple the governments of Equestria, Germaneigh, Prance, Ponyland. There, it's said. One of them who is at the top of this organization is no more no less that Starswirl the bearded's descendant. High class of unicorn who through history wanted to bring revolutions in Equestria, topple the power. Strange huh? They are essentially ain international military contractor Things like that.»
>Glimmer :«This is just a conspiracy theory, just a cult of unicorns detaining a power like this they would have never...»
>Anon:«it was bait. Alone this device is useless, but the technology can create an army that will bring control. What they want.»
>Glimmer:«Sweet Celestia! We can't trust anyone!»
>hearing this from Glimmer. «You're saying this. That ideal is the path you kind of followed a few years ago. You exactly know how it works, don't act surprised!»
>Anon's shrugging and I keep going
>« letting highly, overpowered ponies to rule the world, will do anything to bring a revolt, a war, a crisis, and come with the perfect solution to bring in control, and erase us!»
>Sweetie Belle:«well, okay, now we know all this what should we do?»
>Anon:«Undermine their operation, now we have connected the dots we need to contact trustworthy ponies at Canterlot»
>Glimmer's frowning as she's reading the bunch of evidence Anon has printed, with dates and operations.
«And get shot, and eliminated by secret services. That's your plan?»
>Anon: «Fucks sake Starlight I'm trying to find ideas!»
>Glimmer:«Anon, you three, you shouldn't even being here, I'll bring everything I have to Celestia in person, agreed? Your name won't be mentioned and no one will believe you anyways. Not even Twilight, and myself I hardly do.»
>she's grabbing all the evidence Anon printed on listing paper, with names, addresses, links, and the info extracted from the head of Starscream. «Once this thing is resolved, and I am confident it will be, I'll be pleased to have a conversation, in the meantime avoid getting your friends in trouble. That thing almost killed us.»
>She's leaving, like that. «And clean up that mess, what an idea to even rent a clubhouse like this...»

>Silver's being sarcastic: «wow the ambience, the friendship and all, it's wonderful!»
>Anon: «Let's see the good side of things. We have a robot. All ours!»
>Anon's moving a bunch of books on front of a TV and some camera, all plugged in around electronics boards and a small metallic sphere and connectors.«Let's ask what our buddy has to say about it!»
>Some kind of Max Headroom CGI head is on the TV, basically Starscream's remains of an electronic brain, disembodied.
>Starscream:«My rage for your species at this moment is heading to infinite. I'm also processing many methods to make you all suffer to death.»
>Silver: «oki!» puts a sticker on the TV that read [No touch. Bites.]

>>272588
>puts a sticker on the TV that read [No touch. Bites.]
The best safety sticker.

>>272172
>filly's momfu drags her to a BLM meeting
kek

>>272593
>>272603
Fuck off Nigel, these prompts are shit.

>>272605
It’s more than nothing. Sometimes they work to get me started. Unsuck that cock and have some of that forbidden f-word fun

>>272603
>'play' 'pranks'
>things have quickly gotten out of hand
"S-stop League. The Guards are commming~♡!"
>So very much out of hand.
>The wood grain burns so good as the trusty baseball bat turned slapdash dildo rams in with a holy fever.
>They open the door seeing the filly acting like nothing is wrong.
>"Ey, yah right twat 'ear dis wanka fookin' aboot makin' ice outta splooge. Gonna give yah a right talkin' to yah cunt."
"Ahhh~♡ s-sure!♡"
>"Fookin' foals these days can't even keep et in private anymore."
>The stockade for public humiliation and retribution is open with a feggit inside it.
>Little League dutifully using her bat, and helping other ponies help themselves.
"C-c-can't believe you talked me into thHISSS!♡"
>Twilight's disappointed look disappears as it's her turn at the trouble maker.
>"Honestly Anon, all you had to do was ask if this is what you really wanted."
>The one problem with the Necklace is that loud sounds weren't blocked.
>Which is why you were found, and why Little League can still do this under everyone's nose.
"GAHHH♡~ HARDER!"

>>272603
>Be Anon
>Multiclassed into unicorn ages ago
>Things aren't all bad
>Magic is as good as fingers most of the time
>Sometimes better
>Peeing sucks, you miss Little Anon
>You're like twelve in pony years
>But you did manipulate a situation to get your hooves on a sweet necklace
>Manticore didn't even look at you
>This necklace has turned out to be your childish prank generating piece of magic
>It turns you invisible and it makes a forcefield
>One or the other, it doesn't do both
>Would defeat the purpose or some shit she said, stupid Mo- stupid Twiggles
>Anyway, on to current times with current events
>Specifically sneaking up on Ponk
>She's been impossible to prank, it's like she knows all
>But not today
>Clean road, invisibility, a minor muffling spell that was totally worth the two week training course by the Purple Bore
>And the most important element, a bucket of ink
>You just have to wait for her to stop at something
>Your crimes will be untraceable
>It will be glorious!
>"Oooh! A lucky bit!"
>Oh it is, Pinkie, just not lucky for you
>She stops for just a second
>itsshowtime.magic
>A quick run over and-!
>Something happened, and it takes you a second to fully process it
>Or a full minute because now you are both visible and covered in ink
>She had suddenly rolled out of the way, and you tripped on the bit she found
>This made you lose consideration on your muffling spell and yell out
>Sending your bucket of ink flying upwards out of your mouth
>The handle of which caught on your necklace, flying off of your neck with it
>The bucket landing on you and the necklace landing in font of you
>"Hehehe! Gotcha Nonny!" you hear the pink menace giggle behind you
"HOW! HOW DO YOU ALWAYS KNOW?!"
>"Twitch-a-twitch! C'mon Nonny, you should know by now!"
>Defeated again
>You give up
>Time to find an easier target to pull pranks on
>One that isn't a low functioning version of an all-seeing god-pony
>Maybe Lyra
>...after you clean yourself up
>Mom- TWILIGHT is gonna be pissed when she sees you

>>272612
Can somebody translate because I feel like I’n having a stroke reading this

>>272668
The jist is that Anon goes on a lewd spree in public invisible with Little League.
Her actions catch up to her as the guards apprehend the lewd pony.
Little League decides the fun isn't over yet, and keeps the lewd sensations going.
Being placed in a stockade ponies have their way with Anon.
Little League helps.
Purple Poner decides to have some fun as well.
Happy ending.

>>272675
don't go trying to shit up the thread, faggot
>dicksword drama should stay on >dicksword

>>272677
Okay discord tranny.

>>272681
Discord is gay.

I wish I could be with a cute poni waifu.

>>272685
That's a weird way to spell momfu.
All jesting aside lucid dreams, and being the best you can be on this Earth.
Where there's a will there's a way.

>>272687
not my favorite way to go out, I'd give it a 6/10

>Be Celestia.
>You walk down the walkway of your throne as guards salute you from your left and right.
>You stop as you notice something.
>A little green filly in guards armor.
>You smile.
>How cute.
>You go off of your normal track to visit the little cutie.
"Aren't you just the sweetest little thing?"
>You tickle it's little chin as it keeps a hard look.
>You smile and use a wing tip to tickle her side making her twitch a bit.
>Good enough for you.
"Ehm, what guard brought their filly to work?"
>Not a one moves.
"You're not in trouble, I just want to compliment you on such a good young filly."
>Still, nothing.
"I would even offer to let her come more often, could teach her some possible improvements, it would look nice on future job applications."
>...
>You're really confused.
>Most guards understand you're not cruel.
>Suddenly your thoughts are broken by a mare with a lump on her head rushing in.
>"Has anypony seen my armo- Princess!" She stops mid sentence and throws a salute.
>You laugh.
"At ease. I was just talking about your little filly, she must want to be like mom so she borrowed your gear for a bit. She's very nice, you should be proud."
>The guard seems a bit nervous but nods.
>"T-Thank you princess, but I don't have a filly."
>You look at her surprised.
"Then who is-"
>The filly is gone.
"Wah- where?"
>You look around and see no filly.
>Huh...
"Guard, how did you get that lump on your head?"
>She's confused.
>"What lum- ow!" She feels the top of her head and cowers at the pain. "I... I don't know? I just woke up in the hall without my armor. I figured I just fell asleep."
>You frown.
"I believe a filly knocked you out miss."
>She thinks for a bit before a blush goes across her face.
>You need to find that filly.
>She'd make a good guard.

>>272691
Would infiltrate the throne room of sunbutt the wise for the keks.
>>272690
Just winter emergency rations.
>>272688
Digits confirm. Is cute.

>>272691
Nice. Got a bit of promise in that green for more, but dunno how much. Nice as stand alone, though.

>>272719
I keep that filly.