/mlpol/ - My Little Politics

First for filly

Punished filly.

snow for snowy filly

>>96988
>Blue hat
Barbarian. Next people are going to say "Happy Holidays" instead of "Merry Christmas".

Here enjoy my art again

>>96999
Trips confirm that Purplesmart is no longer allowed to hug Anonfilly.

Filly likes her tail

Filly reporting in

>>97004
Ho w does one become the filly

>>97007
Everyone's a filly but you

>>97011
Rood

>>97011
filly here, can confirm

>>97002
And I like her hooves

>>97019
You like your own hooves? Dude, what if Twilight or any other pony were to walk in on you praising your own hooves?

>>97020
I do. She can watch

>>97011
>>97014
Yeah, me too

>>97029
wrong thread

>>97033
1000 hours in gimp

>>97038
There's this one

>>97038
MAGA Little League when?

>>97048
I got you famalam

>>97051
we need moar of these two
where's the writefag, damn it?

>>97000
Welcome home, filly.

>>97073
but /mlp/ is filly's home
and she probably won't be home in time for Christmas

>>97078
Why would you make me feel this.

>>97078
>Not being a strong independent filly who don't need no cuck board

Filly is finally free
Embrace it anon

EMBRACE IT

>>97078
it's time to move out of your parents house anon, they treat you like shit anyway. We have our own board here it's a little small but it's comfortable

>>97078
This is superior home for filly.

>>97078
There aren't enough homesick Anonfilly pics.

I wish for filly to pee in my mouth.

>>97105
this thread needs more rare fillies

>>97107
Fuck off
I miss fuck off and kys filly

>>97113
but if you introduce more, then they cause inflation and disturb the filly economy.
do you really want that?
>>97114
this. life ain't the same without them.

>>97117
Don't forget pee filly and dogposter filly.

>>97118
They'll find their way home eventually. The last I saw of them was in a /qa/ thread a while back, so they might be a while.

>>97119
Ksy and fuck off, that is.

>>97117
No, now is the time to push rares, we need this bubble to grow!

decided to try my hand at green

>this wasn't your bed
>unless your shitty excuse for a mattress magically became decent
>if only
>but something else is off
>you just cant put your finger on it
>eh, cant be fucked
>you decide to get up and inspect your surroundings
>this place is pretty nice
>but whoever lives here clearly has a thing for birds
>birdhouses hanging from the roof, and nests in the rafters
>other than that, this place is pretty nice
>in a word, quaint
>as you're ruminating about the bedroom, you hear someone coming up the stairs
>instinctively, you shrink back into the sheets
>a yellow pegasus with light pink hair comes up from the staircase humming a cute little tune
>yeah no
>this gay shit ends now
>you go to pinch yourself
>but just end up bumping your arm
>oh no
>you go to look under the covers
>and what you see makes you scream

>>97130
>yellow horse says something
>but you're too busy to notice
>your currently verifying that what you just saw was real
>and so far, everything was (unfortunately) coming back positive
>you had hooves, green fur, a black tail
>and your man-bits were missing
>you refrain from looking further into the last point
>you'd like to believe you still have your masculinity
>that scream you let out is giving you your doubts
>guys can scream like that too, right?
>you're suddenly pulled out of your panic by the yellow horse next to you
>"excuse me, but did you lose something?"
>you just sort of stare at her blankly for a few seconds as you process what she said
>you still hadn't finished processing it when you replied
"why am I a horse?"

>>97131
>she gives you a confused look
>"why wouldn't you be?"
"because last I remember I was a human being, and now I'm this"
>you gesture to yourself
>and she looks just as confused as before
>this is getting you legit annoyed
>i can't be that hard to understand
>"okay, well maybe you would like to talk about it over breakfast."
>you let out a sigh
"sure"
>at least this will give you time to talk things out

i do plan on continuing

>>97132
oh yeah, and any criticism would be appreciated

>>97132
Nice, always glad to see new green.

>>97133
Well, capitalizing each sentence might help readability. Not much to say story wise since it's only the beginning.

>>97118
In the absence of dogposter filly, babby will be taking over.

>>97135
I can't have sex with that! Cute though.

>>97133
wouldn't the whole hooves and fur thing been realized sooner what with tactile senses and whatnot?

>>97136
but if you also became a babu you could into cuddles

>>97133
Reminds me, I have some work to post on my own green I kinda abandoned on /trash/. I could start posting from the beginning, or from when I last left off, whichever you all would prefer.

>>97138
Is there anything cuter than a little filly with a foal? That's the sweetest shit I ever did see.

>>97139
Go ahead and repost it, there's plenty of room.

>>97121
>>97129
spoiler that shit

>>97141
Neato.
>Be the filly
>Be late night binge-reading (lack of vidya is pain.)
>Purple bitch has a lot of books, but often forgets to feed you.
>Fuck her, you're a grown ass-man.
>Tip-hoof out into the hallway and take a look around Fort Amphetamine.
>Crystalclear.pdf
>You know the sad fuck keeps some Bon & Jerrys around here.
>Never shares any with you, fat bitch.
>You open the refrigerator
>Nope.png
>Right, you normally keep ice cream in the freezer.
>GeniusdeductionWatson.nc
>Open freezer
>There it is.
>Frozen bliss.
>You waste no time tearing off the seal and digging in, fuck even getting a spoon.
>The chocolate gets all over your face, with a little bit getting in your mane.
>But finally the ice cream if finished.
>You turn around to leave.
>Spergle is standing there, looking rather pissed.
"Anon! I can't believe you!"
>You look down at the floor, hoping your cute filly shame will deter any potential punishment
>Of course the nerd put a magical seal on the fucking ice cream.
"Anon, I am very tired. Go directly to bed, and I will deal with you in the morning."
>No way she'll remember anything this late at night.
>You walk back to bed.
>Probably done reading for the night, just going to enjoy this sugar high and then crash.
>Not like you're doing anything tomorrow, anyways.
>After a few minutes of giddy laughter, your energy completely runs out and you fall asleep.

>>97144
"Wake up, Anon."
>She doesn't sound angry.
>Good.
"Mmph."
"You're going to be late for school."
>Niggawot.jpg
"What?"
>You open your eyes fully.
"You heard correctly. If you're going to act like a little filly, then you should at least get the education of one."
>Oh no.
"Twilight, I have a degree."
"Mhmm. Let's see it then."
>She's got you there.
"This isn't fair!"
"Life isn't fair, Anon. Now you can either get up now like a good filly and eat your cereal, or I can teleport you to school and you can be hungry until lunch."
>Ugh.
"Fine."
>You get up, rather angrily.
"Fine… but I'm not going to enjoy it!"
>She giggles.
"So precious."
>Fuck that.
>You run downstairs and scarf down your cereal as fast as you possibly can.
>Gottagofast.tism
>You look out the window.
>There's a good five inches of snow.
"Um, Twilight?"
>"Yeah?"
"It's snowing."
>"I noticed."
"Isn't school cancelled?"
>Success.mp4
>"What the heck are you talking about, Anon?"
>Wot
"You know, if the buses can't…"
>You trail off.
>There are no buses.
>There's no reason to cancel school because of a little snow.
>You're fucked.
"Anon, are you finished eating?"
"Yeah?"
"Great."
>She forces a lunch bag into your mouth, puts a pencil behind your ear, and sends you off.

>>97146
>She hasn't teleported you before, and you do not enjoy the feeling.
>Maybe it's a bit better if you're the user of the spell?
>Nevertheless, you promptly vomit all over the freshly fallen snow outside of the school.
>Nobody is even in the schoolyard yet.
>Looking over at the clocktower, you realize it's only 5:45.
>Based on your short time here as a human, you know that school lets out around 2:30, and runs for about 7 hours.
"Fuck!"
>Well, at least you know you've still got it when it comes to math.
>Now if you could only survive the next hour and 45 minutes without a sufficient winter coat.
>Do ponies even grow out their hair in the winter?
>You know foxes and hares grow entirely new coats of fur.
>Well, arctic ones anyways.
>Ponyville isn't exactly the coldest place in Equestria, but it feels pretty cold right now.
>You curl up under the awning, hoping it will provide some sort of protection from the elements.
>It's a bad idea to fall asleep in a snowstorm, but what else is there to do?
>Plus this isn't even really that much of a storm.
>You're fine, poner.
>Your eyelids grow heavy as you realize that you didn't really get all that much sleep last night.
>Well, at least not enough for this filly body.
>Just a quick nap….
>You awaken to somebody shaking your shoulder with their magic.
>You instinctively bitch slap the air where you think your assailant might be.
>Whitepeg.gif
>"Hey!"

>>97147
>Oh, it's just another filly.
"Hey. Sorry, you startled me."
>"It's fine. Class is about to start, just though you might want to know."
>You open your eyes and look up at the clocktower.
>7:28.
"Thanks. What's your name, kid?"
>"You can call me Sweetie. Oh, there was another reason why I came over…"
>Oh no.
>You were hounded enough for sex when you were human.
>No way you were fucking another filly.
"Hahah… well, seeya later."
>You quickly get up and trot inside.
>All of the desks have names printed on the fronts of them.
>Teacher probably couldn't remember your names otherwise, though.
>Toomanypones.png
>You find the second to last empty seat, the only one without a name on it.
>Guess she didn't have time.
>You sit down, pulling out the book you had stashed in your mane.
>Necromancy and Other Naughty Magic for Beginners.
>Too bad you were an Earth Pony.
>A lot of this looked really fun.
>"Alright, alright. Class, quiet down. We have a new student with us today."
>You look around with the others, no way you're getting up in front of the class.
>"You… the green one. Come up here."
>God dammit.
>You trot slowly up to the front of the classroom.
>"Can you introduce yourself?"
>You sigh deeply.

>>97149
"You can call me Nonny."
>"Nonny. What is that shorthoof for?"
>Er…
>Best she doesn't know your super cool OC origin story until after you recapture all of the Chaos Emeralds.
"It's not shorthand for anything. My real name is Green… Clover"
>Nailed it.
>"Well okay then, Clover."
"Can I sit down?"
>"I was just about to ask you to. Class, open your Equestrian History books to page 154…."
>School went as you expected.
>Math was relatively easy, thank god for the Base 10 system.
>Equestrian History was difficult without the prior knowledge your classmates had, but it was designed for ponies 'your' age, and was managable.
>Nothing about that Earth pony genocide you read about a while back, but then again the Japanese internment camps….
>Oh yeah, and writing was a thing they taught. You were really bad at it.
>You're now sitting on a bench eating your sandwich, admiring your cute little legs.
>Purple sure can make a decent sandwich, you have to admit.
>Diamond came over a few minutes ago, but after you countered her petty insults with a few "no u's" she fucked off, leaving you in peace.
>You considered trying a different approach to your first childhood and playing with the other children, but you didn't know any of them well enough.
>Oh yeah, and the horse from this morning was sitting next to you.
>"I can't believe they made us go to school in this weather."
"Tell me about it. Diesel gelling is no joke."
>She gave you a strange look. "What's diesel gelling?"
"Nevermind. Your grandchildren will understand."
>She changed the subject. "So… any colts catch your eye?"
>Gay.
"Not particularly… say, where are those other two you're always with?"

>>97151
>"I don't know… they haven't been to school for a few days. I assume they caught something on the class camping trip we had a few weeks ago."
"That has to suck. Was anyb- anypony sick?"
>"I don't think so. It's a bit odd."
>Detective vision activated.
"Hmm… what did they feed you all?"
>"If I recall, hayburgers and the like. No potential for disease there, I think."
>You recall something about wheat-borne illnesses from an article you read a while back, but it seemed unlikely considering the mass cultivation of grains in Equestria and the subsequent care regulations surely put in place.
"Guess not." You started on your yogurt cup. Bacteria really were fickle things.
"Where did they take you camping?"
>"In the Everfree."
"Jesus, isn't that dangerous?"
>Oh, right. These ponies have actual gods.
>She gives you a strange look. "Not really. We had Twilight, after all."
>So THAT's where she went when you were able to get away with raiding her alcohol cabinet that one time.
"Were they attacked by any of the forest's inhabitants, to your knowledge?"
>"I don't believe. And if they were, they would have told Cheerilee."
>Very odd indeed.
>You'd need time to think this one over.
>Fuck the medical professionals, you had this!
>"Yeah… I miss them. As soon as they get back, we're going to find you a cutie mark, Nonny!"
>That was unexpected, but kind.
>Maybe she would make a decent friend after all.
>Not that you cared all that much about your ass. It was plowable enough, with or without tats.
>It was then that Cheerilee called you back inside for another three and a half hours of Learning!™
Later that afternoon…
>"Anon!"
>Oh, right.
>Purple didn't know your nickname.
>You give Sweetie a 'moms, amirite?' look before trotting over to her.
>"So… how was your first day?"

>>97152
>No ears listening.
"I would shoot up this school in a heartbeat if you had invented guns yet."
>She laughs, unfamiliar with your terminology.
>Great.
>"So, I guess you need a name, don't you?"
"Kinda put me on the spot with that one. Cheerilee thinks my name is Green Clover."
>"That works well enough, if a bit redundant…."
"Are you implying I should tell her something else?"
>"Too late now, it seems. It just makes me look bad, ya'know. I had so many great puns planned for you!"
>You shudder.
"Glad I beat you to it, then."
>"Oh come on. Wouldn't you have liked to be 'Frigid Fault?'"
>Ouch.
"You can't seriously be this anal about a pint of ice cream."
>"Oh but I am. Truth be told, I WAS looking for an excuse to get you out into the world. Having you do the same things you always did as a human would be… scientifically unyielding."
>You sigh.
"Isn't turning me into a fucking horse dashing all of your chances of this study ever being taken seriously? Now, I may only have a high school experience when it comes to the Life Sciences, but I'm pretty sure that goes against the scientific method."
>She scowled.
>"Language, young lady."
>You stick up your hoof, before realizing you lack the digits neccesary for an obscene gesture. You settle for a 'forearm jerk,' but neglect the fact that you need at least three legs to walk on and fall to the ground.
>Ouch, that really fucking hurt.
>"Come on, get up."
"I have a name, you know!"
>"Clover, get up."
"My name is Anonymous!" You screech.
>Purple looks around, clearly worried.
>It doesn't appear that anyone took heed to your outburst.
>Shit.
>Purple drags you to your feet with her magic, a bit forcefully.
>"You. Are. Now. Green. Clover."
>She's snorting at this point.
>With a pop, you find yourself back in the castle.

Rolled 84
>>97154
I dont give a fuck that this aint a COYA, roll for "Invent Black Powder"

>>97154
I mean, >>97155 DID get dubs and a high roll…

>>97155
Well, fuck.
Soon, Anon.
Soon.

>>97137
my thought was that your mind still assumes everything is still there, so it ends up like a phantom limb type situation

>>97154
Pretty good so far, I like it. Thanks for sharing

>>97121
for fuck's sake hahahaha. Haven't seen that in so long.

>>97154
>You get up off of the cold amethyst floor, straightening the pencil on your ear.
>Truth be told, you like the look.
>Purple is nowhere in sight, and you're in your room.
>You check the door.
>Locked, of course.
>You try to kick it in, but even with your earth pony strength, it doesn't give in.
>"Did you really think you could get away with nearly destroying my reputation in public?"
>Teleportation was spooky.
"Well… yes."
>She still looks very angry.
>"I have half the mind to wipe your memories here and now, but I'm letting you off with a warning. If you convince anypony that you are Anonymous, I won't be so lenient."
>You gulp.
>"Have I made myself clear, Clover?"
"Y-yes, mom."
>She smiles.
>"Dinner will be ready in fifteen."
>As she teleports out, you hear a lock click.
>Damn, she's even dumber than you thought.
>You tip-hoof out into the hallway, making your way to her main laboratory.
>The door is open, but you still scan the area for any purple shimmers, which you noticed briefly before digging into the food of doom.
>You see them on the hinges, but getting up on your hind legs you're able to avoid jostling the door from it's slightly ajar position.
>Weirdscience.mp4
>The laboratory equipment consists of stereotypically large beakers, graduated cylinders, pipettes, vials of assorted chemicals, and the like.
>You look around in wonder, your small size making this assortment even more impressive.
>You casually walk over to one of the tables.
>No. Fucking. Way.
>It's a ball mill!
>You remember spending hours with Grandpa Anon in his makeshift lab working with one of these.
>Crazy bastard only trusted black powder guns.
>You still remember the formula. 20S, 30C, 150KN…
>…
>You grab the mill and a hoof-full of media and book it back to your room, hiding it under your bed.
>"Clover! Dinner!"
>Sonicspeed.wav
>Purple smiles at you as you hop into a seat.

>>97172
>It's a ball mill!
>You still remember the formula. 20S, 30C, 150KN…
Fuck. Yes. Let's do this!
/mlk/ intensifies

>>97175
Hate to keep you all waiting, but I'm probably going to turn in for the night.

>>97176
That's fine. What you have so far is great! It's hard to write when tired, get some rest.

The CYOA continues! Unless of course, you guys think it's really boring and should stop.

————

You struggle to think up the name of a book from Equestria, but only one comes to mind. "Uhh… I guess I'm a fan of the Daring Do series…"

>"Daring Do? Don't think I've heard of it. Sounds like the name of a comic book."

And of course she hasn't. Daring Do won't be around for at least another few years. You play it cool regardless. "Nah. It's an up and coming series of short novels about an adventurous mare who rescues ancient treasure from baddies trying to steal it." You leave out the part about it being an ongoing autobiography… for now.

>"Sounds interesting. I'll check it out in the library when I next get a break from my studies."

Damnit.

Around this time, Cadence comes into the room and sits down next to the two of you.

>"So… pizza's in the oven. It'll be out in about 15 minutes. How've you two been getting along?"

>>97183
I've been enjoying the CYOA so far, at the very least.

>>97183
I think it looks like good fun. I haven't rolled yet as I want to get a feel for it first, and not come out sounding like a raving lunatic throwing dices and yelling nonsense.

>>97187

Feel free to do just that. Thus far, everything's been either casual conversation with Twi and the family, or a failed attempt to rape either Twi or Princess Celestia. I'm the kind of guy who likes to twist your actions against you like some sort of malignant genie in a lamp, but since you're a filly, everything just turns out adorable instead of fucking you over (unless you really are trying to screw this filly over).

Rolled 36
>>97183
Well, not as well as you and Shining, but we're doing ok.

Rolled 69
>>97183
Read some magical sciency shit, Portal your way into >>97172's universe and kidnap the other filly

>>97195
Actually thats fucking retarded

You drag Twilight into an awkward hug.

"Well we're not as peachy as you and Shiny, but I'd say we're doing okay"

Cadence glares at you for a few seconds before jumping back into her usual chipper demeanor. You get the feeling that she may need a drink or two if you keep pushing her buttons.

>"Anything I can get for you in the mean time?"

You think for a second about what to do next. Things are getting boring and you don't want to just play more games of chess. You ARE in Twilight's house, so that can only mean one thing…

"Say Twilight, you have books on magic, don't you? How about you show me some?"

>"I've got plenty… I don't know if you'd be able to understand them, and I certainly don't think you'd be able to cast any of them without a horn, but I wouldn't mind someone to study with me!"

She runs up to her room, and in a minute, returns bolting down the stairs with a massive textbook titled, "A Beginner's Book of Spells." You pour through the Table of Contents looking for anything involving interdimensional travel, only to find… nothing. Not even anything on teleportation. Well that's a disappointment.

What will you do now?

>>97209
WINGARDIUM LEVIOSAAAAAAH

Rolled 40
>>97217
I just realised i forgot to roll

Rolled 7
>>97209
Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn!

Rolled 29
>>97209
Ask Twilight if she wants to play hide and seek. Use opportunity to go to her room and look for better books.

>>97209
>>97247
This
[ 1d100 = 84 ]

Also I want to suggest that we use the other rolling system from now on. You just type [ 1 d 100 ] without spaces and it will roll in the post. No need for email stuff (which is saved and causes accidental rolling). It also shows exactly what you rolled, so it's harder to be sneaky and change the roll.

Rolled 1
>>97251
>It also shows exactly what you rolled, so it's harder to be sneaky and change the roll.
What are you talking about?

>>97251
>too lazy to hover the mouse over the name field to see what number the put in
It really doesn't matter

Rolled 8
>>97209
Ask where the bathroom is and sneak into Shining's room. That zigga's gotta have some playcolt in there somewhere.

>>97209
[ 1d100 = 68 ]
Go with the flow.

>>97209
[ 1d100 ]
I hope I did that right
>>97270
better idea, search for a dildo (he's obv. closet gay, just in it for alicorn political power)

>>97172
Sorry for the wait on the update. This one was a bit of a break in my normal formula, as always, I'm open to criticism.

>Looks like she's willing to put the past behind her.
>Sucks for her that you aren't.
"Spaghetti, huh?"
>"Yep. You enjoy pasta, don't you?"
>Half of you wants to be a cunt and reject it, but the other half is drooling over the beautiful dish of Italian Cuisine laid out in front of you. The second half wins and you dig in, stuffing your face into the vast dish.
>She went all out tonight.
>"Wow, Anon. You were pretty hungry."
"Guess so. Can I head back to my room, now?"
>"You're forgetting something."
>Oh no.
>You're not going to thank her.
"I don't believe I am. I'll see you tomorrow."
>You get up to leave.
>Her aura envelopes you, warm but firm.
>You struggle in vain.
>"Say it, Clover."
"No."
>She grins, and the field begins to constrict your chest.
>"Thank me."
>It's becoming more difficult to breathe, now.
"No."
>You won't let her force you into thanking her for throwing away your old life.
>She tightens her grip even further.
>"This is ridiculous. You would rather me kill you than just utter a simple phrase?"
"We both know you won't do that. After all, your little 'studies' on me are oh so important."
>She holds back a bit, letting you catch your breath for a second before plunging you back into your personal hell.
>"Why do you have to be so difficult?!"
"Because you're being a horrible pony."
>She screams in frustration. "You will give me the respect I deserve as your mother, or so help me, there will cease to be an Anon!"
>With the last of your strength you look her dead in the eye.
"You'll never be my mother."
>The black spots in the corner of your vision creep closer to the center as you begin to feel light-headed.
>A small smile forms on your lips as you slip into unconsciousness.
>Sleep tight, Poner.

>>97293
F

This is anonfilly. She is a faggot gender-swapped slut.

>>97293
rip filly

>>97293
>dat paragraph
My ancestors are smiling at me, imperial. Can you say the same?

>>97293
F

>>97296
>>97308
>>97309
>>97310
Hate to disappoint, but filly has some fight left in her.

>Your dreams are clearer than conscience.
>People you once knew brush past you as you make your way up a mountain.
>As you ascend, your hooves making it more difficult than the practiced ease you had when you were bipedal, you begin to recognize details.
>The twin peaks of the adjacent mountains.
>The crude metal bars put in place to keep foolish tourists from plummeting to their deaths.
>Sneaker tracks in the mud, left rather recently.
>You take all of these in as you ascend, bringing yourself closer and closer to your destination.
>Finally, a Hemlock split in two by the elements marks your arrival.
>The summit.
>There was a light drizzle, so you were the only one there that day.
>You pulled out your mp3 player, and put on some music.
>That day, you were there to do only one thing.
>Forget.
>You sadly watch yourself, sitting on a ledge.
>You know what comes next.
>Nobody would have expected flash flooding with such a light drizzle at hand.
>The darker cumulonimbus clouds had rolled in without even so much as a thunderclap to serve as warning.
>By the time you heard the torrential downpour and the flowing of water, it was already too late.
>You sadly watch yourself plummet, disappearing in a flash of purple just before you would have reached terminal velocity.
>Almost as if it was all planned.
>You trot over to the ledge, the water having no impact on your ability as you are only a spectator.
>A crumpled form materialized.
>Right where you would have fallen.
>It's just a dream. It's just a dream. It's just a dream.
>You look around.
>There it is.
>Right in one of the low branches of the tree, sits your mp3 player.
>It's still playing, about halfway through https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dKJfJMMsqX4.
>Your favorite song to listen to when moping.
>A bit of math reveals the time on the player to be correct, about 22 seconds after your slip.
>You hate Twilight, but would your mind really conjure this afterthought just to fuck with you?
>You need to find out, and you'd rather not waste any more time dreaming.
>Closing your eyes, you take the leap yourself.
>With a jolt, your eyes shoot open.

>>97314
>You're lying in a hospital bed, of course.
>You manage to resist shouting 'I'm healed!'
>Sweetie is sitting next to you, stroking your mane, and crying softly.
>She notices your eyes opening, and brings you into a tight hug.
"Ow! My ribs!"
>She immediately loosens her grip, wiping her face of tears.
>"I can't believe you went into the Everfree alone, you idiot!"
>Oh, so that's the cover story.
>Attacked by some sort of serpent, and saved by Twilit Spickle, the Knight in Shining Armor.
>Well, maybe it was the other way around.
>Oh great, and she's crying again.
>"I don't want to lose you too…"
>Too?
>OH.
>Oh no.
>Your death, that would have been acceptable.
>Though your 23 years had their fair share of ups and downs, you were happy.
>But those two…
>Okay, let's not jump to conclusions.
>But the CMC…
>No.
>This just… wasn't right.
>You think back to Twilight, smiling over your groggy form.
>"Life isn't fair, Anon."

>>97319
And I think I'll end tonight's writing session on that note.

>>97293

Fucking… Twilight needs help.

>>97319
can anon escape from sadistic purple and find a way to exact revenge? Tune in when >>97320 writes the next installment!

>>97328

I think at this point, first degree murder is justifiable.

Maybe get some poisonous substance from Zecora, play the "I'm a good little filly" card and make Twi-mom pancakes, slip in the substance… and skip town once she starts foaming at the mouth.

sadistic filly against purple when

>>97331
Agreed, this bitch put us in the hospital! it's justified for us to at least do the same to her.

>>97334

>hospital
I'm thinking about a more permanent solution for her.

>>97335
yes, show her the true power of a human mind on the offensive.

>>97331
I also remembered something, we still have the supplies to make gunpowder. Let's set up something a little bit more hands-on than just some zigger's suspicious substances.

>>97336

Only one creature is a more adept killer than the human: mosquitoes. But we let them live, begrudgingly.

>>97337

Think those chemistry supplies will have the right compounds to make potassium cyanide?

>>97338
nah, I'm thinking something more along the lines of "borrowing" a certain pony's party cannon and modifying it for our own purposes.

>>97340

An element of stealth is necessary here. Any toe to toe fighting with Twilight and we risk her going Nova. A bomb under her bed while she's asleep seems reasonable, as does poisoning her chocolate milk (assuming she doesn't spill it). Firing a cannon directly at her probably won't succeed.

>>97343
how about a split between our ideas: use the cannon on her while she's asleep.

>>97345

Yanderism is a mental illness.

>>97344
Hrm… maybe. Although it's a bit unwieldly. We could craft a pipe shotgun. Very simple, shells aren't too difficult to make either…

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2OoBwLVXpFc

Must whistle actual traditional American music while manufacturing this device.

https://vocaroo.com/i/s03dbvveiZ26


Extra: https://vocaroo.com/i/s05GamgnTjql

Voice request thread:
https://boards.4chan.org/mlp/thread/31592047

>>97331
Mouth foaming? We have a ball mill, make Ricin you fucking idiot. They probably havent discovered it so it'll look like death via disease no matter how much autopsy they do

>>97352
but does the average anon know how to make ricin?

>>97353
Well then raid Apple's farm and make Cyanide out of the apple seeds

>>97354
that's #rude

>>97354
>/mlpol/
>generals
nice edit, pasta's a bit underdone though.

>>97355
okay, that's a solid plan of action should plan gunpowder not work.

>>97351
N-no homo!

the second one is actually sad. I feel so bad, I just wanna hug the little filly close and make it all ok. That's not gay, right?

>>97351
The return of the why boner

>>97355
Pretty sure there isn't sufficient cyanide in apple seeds to make into a decent poison. At worst, we'd make her sick. In any case, potassium cyanide, which is the stuff that will make for an effective poison pill, will indeed give that foaming at the mouth effect.

I have no idea how we'd get potassium cyanide though. I figured either Zecora might have something similar, or it might be in Twi's lab.

>>97359
Gunpowder should always work. The question is, how much time does it give you to get the fuck out of town?

>>97370
it depends on how many others hear it and how many may actually care what the sound is. Theoretically, the only thing we'd have to worry about is spike finding the corpse before we're halfway to anywhere else.

>>97371

Well, if we're going for a cannon or a bomb, it'll be heard by the whole town. If we go for a simple bullet, it'll be heard by whomever the neighbors are. Depends how much powder is used.

Incidentally, I love how

>Be the filly
has become
>Plot to murder Princess Twilight Sparkle

>>97372
this bitch has nearly killed us, the murder is justified at this point. But yeah, let's go for something more manageable like a shotgun. No pellets though, that'll be harder to clean up.

Honestly, now that I think about things, wouldn't it just make the most sense to stab her in the throat in her sleep?

>>97374
but that's not fun, plus it doesn't give us a chance to show off just how capable we are before she meets the entire populations of gens 1 through 3.5.

>>97375

I suppose. If one has to be grandiose and show off one's humanity, explosives or chemical warfare makes the most sense. If one wants to maximize one's chance of success, nothing beats a good old throat knife. Maybe a shotgun to the head in her sleep would make the best compromise.

>>97376
That sounds like it would work. Cock the gun right next to her head, pull the trigger, and say a few parting words before leaving as fast as humanly possible.

>>97377

Remember to say the words AFTER she's dead.

>>97378
of course, any openings and there's no doubt she'd turn the gun on usor worse.

small edit

>>97293
holy shit, rip anon. killed by psycho purple.

>>97382
nah, just hospitalized. Got any ideas on how we can kill purple in revenge? so far the consensus is on "shotgun her while she sleeps".

>>97358
now that is a CRUNCHY jpeg

>>97365
holy shit, how bad are y'all at recoloring? that one only really needed to be color shifted, whoever made it made things harder on themselves than needed to be.

>>97385
most of it's done quickly in MSpaint, to my knowledge. Our artfags try, but they aren't masters yet.

>>97383
Don't hurt her, she loves you (in a twisted way). Make her pancakes and say sorry.

>>97387
laced with cyanide or ricin? cyanide's too boring and we don't know how to make ricin.

>>97388

Ricin is a byproduct of making castor oil. Heat up beans, mash, and filter. The stuff that is not the castor oil contains some Ricin in it.

>>97389

Fucking want.

>>97390
Okay, some anon knows and that makes the ricin option back on the table.

Also hey, turns out ingesting Ricin is the least effective way to die from it. Injecting on the other hand…

Potassium Cyanide's a bit more difficult to produce on our own… but it is commonly used for gilding and buffing jewelry. It could probably be filched from a local jeweler. In fact, Rarity might even have some…

Also – cherry pits, crushed well, DO contain enough cyanide to kill a person, perhaps a pony too.

fuck and i missed a color
SMOLDIX WHY NO FILLY

>>97398
considering the pixel-perfect measurements some autist did on the measurements of a pony, the average one's about the size of a 12-year-old in terms of mass, if my conversions are correct.
don't ask me for the proof, it was in an image I saw years before I had this computer. The basics were for measuring human heights vs. door frames, then using the human measurements off the EqG box art to find the conversion for purple, and from there, everyone else.

>>97400

Right, so assuming they're not made of dark matter, they should require less poison than a human to kill…

>>97401
now where do we find a cherry to grind?

>>97400
I think they are miniature horse size.
>Pic
So, yeah, human child size.

>>97400
you mean these?
https://derpibooru.org/825615
https://derpibooru.org/1054800

>>97404
different image, same idea.

>>97371
Was Spike even mentioned? Maybe he is already had an accident in the Eveefree?

>>97406
he hasn't been mentioned, but no reason to not be safe about it.

Actually, fuck the cherries. Better idea. Can there be any excuse as to why antifreeze might exist in some form in Ponyville?

>>97408
probably not, they have no concept of any sort of combustion engine unless that one crystal train's hiding something we don't know about.

>>97404
where did they get 8ft from for a random giant candy cane thing in the background?

i forgot you could post multiple images
at least this other one was easier to color
just dont zoom into the first and it's okay

>>97411
I think the specific height is mentioned in the episode they appear

>>97381
>>97389
>>97399
>>97412
Neat, thanks

>>97351
>>97430
Holy shit there are grills here?

>>97376
If we want to REALLY show off human inginuity we could always steal some enriched Uranium and Nuclear Boyscout her

>>97389
Gay

If Anonfilly and Anoncolt got together, who would be the top?

>>97453
>not wanting to be with anoncolt as the filly
wow, get a load of this faggot

>>97454
In all seriousness, I'd rather be the colt, if I actually had a choice. Allows me to keep just a little bit of my identity left.

>>97436
If you want to poison someone with radioactive materials, Polonium 210 is where you'd go. IIRC, it can be found in nature. Enriched uranium requires a refinery, which Equestria most certainly won't have. The only thing it'd be good for is straight up making a nuclear bomb, which would kill all of Ponyville, blind a few people in Canterlot who were looking in the general direction, and also be very very difficult to manufacture.

Reminder: Anonfilly is canon!

The most recently uploaded video for the /mlp/odcast talks about the situation with the anonfilly threads for the first 15 minutes
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wICNbrjXpcY
Do you think that we should try going back to /mlp/ and making a thread there or should we wait a while longer?
>inb4 Anonfilly gets home just in time for Christmas thanks to a Christmas miracle

>>97493
if you want to try, go ahead. if the situation's still hostile, then you're still welcome here.

>>97494
there was already an attempt, thread saying "anonfilly is canon" and posting >>97484
already taken down

>>97496
then you're all still welcome here, I'm fairly certain.

>>97496
I'm not talking about that type of thread
I'm talking about the normal type of thread
("Anonfilly Thread: [Pic Related] Edition" with the OP copypasta)
Has that been tried yet?
also, where is the deleted thread you're talking about? I can't seem to find it on desuarchive

>>97499
https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/31595844/
well if this one got bombarded by fags and taken down, i really doubt a real one wouldnt.

>>97450
Bad filly! Go to your room and think about… Oh.

>>97450
Never leave your filly unattended

>>97508
If that is Fluttershy's cottage then Ponyville is going to smell like burning shit for weeks

Rolled 21
I want to _____ filly.

>>97530
I want to forget about dice rolls in the email field with filly.

Rolled 61
>>97530
>>97531
I want to roll dice with filly

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wICNbrjXpcY
>anonfilly on youtube channel
WHAT A FAGGOT
I had a nice kek

>>97530
I want to cuddle filly.

>>97531
[ 1d100 = 18 ]
Just use the in-post method

>>97530
>>97535
I want to cuddle filly as another filly

>>97547
Same
I'll be the other filly

>>97555
anon… that kinda gay

>>97557
But it's the entire point. Anonfilly is anon sexualizing itself via filly proxy.

>>97557
>not wanting to be gay with your fellow anon
what a faggot

>>97534
This is now the voice of filly.

>>97354
That filly voice is awful.

>>97534
I wish for filly to pee in my cereal.

>>97579
It is, I'm sorry, but it really is. She sounds like a fucking gremlin.

>>97575
>>97577
>>97580
>implying that all anonfillies have the exact same voice
>making filly cry by telling her how terrible her voice sounds
you should be ashamed of yourselves

>>97580
I thought the reading of that pasta was bad. Gotta agree with that. The rest was ok I thought. Not immediately attractive or anything, but it kinda grew on me. I think it's fitting. Filly isn't refined and beautiful like Diamond Cunt, or sickeningly cute like Sweetie Belle. She's kinda dirty, crass, angry, and abrasive. But she's still a cute filly, which I think sort of shows through at times in the voice acting.

>>97584
#rude

>>97578
>Cereal
>Not directly into your mouth
Faggot

When will we BE the filly?

>>97587
Excuse you, faggot.
>>97107
It was a reference to the audio content in said post. Don't you question me, you nigger.

>>97584
Do not make filly cry!
Filly is for hugs and cuddles!
(and also sexual if she wants to be for sexual)

>>97590
I see. Carry on.

Mouth is still better

>>97412
Does filly taste like watermelon?

>>97596
that, or mint

>>97596

i like to think all ponies belong to a xeno species that tastes like some kind of fruit or vegetable

>>97596
>>97598
>>97599
That's fucking dumb and so are you. Filly tastes like filly.

>>97596
>>97598
>>97599
>>97601
What part of filly are we tasting?

>>97601

its tastes like green edibles. the science is settled. dont be a revisionist.

>>97603
It's a bad meme from early fandom, just like memestrus and 'crotchtits'.

Filly taste like cuteness.

>>97319
I'm not going to reply to all of you, but know that I hear your suggestions.

>You pull Sweetie in closer, ignoring the various intravenous drips secured in your legs.
"I won't leave you."
>She smiles slightly, but you can still see the pain in her eyes.
>"Sweet of you, but a rather lofty promise."
>Fuck. No.
>Purple is standing at the door smiling.
>You glare at her, motioning for her to close the door.
>She shakes her head, cantering over to your side.
>"Sweetie, can I have some time alone with my daughter?"
>"S-sure, Ms. Sparkle."
>"Princess Sparkle."
>"S-sure, Princess Sparkle."
>She exits, leaving behind a chair with a clear imprint.
>She's been here for a long time.
>Twilight slowly slides the door shut with a click.
>"I'm here for your gratitude."
"Fuck off."
>"That's no way to speak to your mother."
"My real mother is back on Earth. You have no right to soil that fine title with your name."
>She frowns.
>"After rescuing you from that constrictor, I would expect a bit more hospitality."
>You draw out enough saliva from your dry mouth to spit in her face.
"And now that I'm here, where's your leverage? In fact, I'd love it if you'd do that again, here and now. Let everyone know the real reason why I'm here."
>Her lips turn up in a malicious grin.
>"And how are you going to say anything about it without memories to speak of?"
"…"
>"Say it."
"T-thank you."
>"Didn't quite catch that."
"Thank you!"

>>97609
hooray OP returns to answer our strategies!

>>97575
Requesting edit of this pic in which as anonfilly presses the button, a "shower"head over her activates.

"Press in case of degeneracy" – she gasses herself.

>>97596
Mint Chocolate Ice Cream

>>97619
what
when did this happen

>>97619
Let me help ya.

>>97609
Goddamn, Sparkle. You've gone so fucking evil that even the Elements of Harmony would say "Fuck reforming, just kill her!"

>>97625
>one I rather strongly dislike
no shit, it's a crazy psychopathic twilight, what IS there to like?

>>97624
Glim is for cuddles.

>>97626
She makes for a great villain. But I mean, strictly speaking, I'd rather chill with Chrysalis than an evil Twilight. With Chrysalis, her plans never feel like a personal affair. She has her wants, and if you're in her way, that's your problem. Evil Twilight doesn't want world domination though. She wants to spite you.

Fuck, now I want some green with Chrysalis-mom. I'd totally be her number one assistant as she plans to take over the world.

Rolled 1
>>97604
>crotchtits
>A meme
Nigga, how retarded are you?