No.152654[Last 50 Posts]
>Spoonfeed me. What's this thread about?
This thread typically consists of Anon gone filly, as he's thrust into a new life as a cute little pony.>What's to be expected?
Fillies, cuteness, Anon-tier shenanigans, bitchy Twilight, desires to be the little filly, etc..
>Any archive of photos or stories?
>I'm a contributor.
Great! For writers, just notify All Nighter Fgt, so you can have your green to the Doc. For artists, animators, or any other content makers, you can store your fillies in the Dropbox for future viewing pleasure.
>I don't like this thread because of reasons.
You'll never know how it is unless you try a dose of filly.
Old-mare Thread: >>148439
At least up the saturation if you're gonna do that..
Those recolors look like Spics.
No u, I didn't make that filly.
She's just going through a phase though, don't make fun of her!
Anyone try making a filly plush?
"Twilight, this is stupid."
>"Anon, shut up and sit still. I didn't spend the last eight hours of my day meticulously drawing these magical runes for you to ruin them with your little butt and lack of patience"
>how about your willingness?
>ever since Purple Smart decided that turning you into a filly was a good idea you have been her little test subject
"Whatever, lets just get this over with."
>There's a big box of cookies she left out that is calling your name, and she has yet to realize her error in doing so
>their chocolate goodness will be yours as soon as she fails at whatever spell she is attempting
>"Alright, now all I have to do is concentrate"
>Twilight closes her eyes and her horn proceeds to glow brightly
>the small mountains of books that had been piled up around the spell circle begin to rise and twist about at high speeds
>Pages start to fly out surrounding you inside your chalk drawn cookieless prison
>a few pages smack you in the face as they fly by and soon you are wrapped up in a vortex of horsewords
"Uh, Twilight is this supposed to be happening? Twilight? hello?!"
>you cant see or hear anything besides the white and black flashes of pages and words
>and with a sudden magical 'boom' it all starts to end
— meanwhile in our universe —
>you are anonymous
>and you are spending your Sunday evening on a Saudi Arabian Ice Hockey Forum beginning to read about the little green shit living in Equestria with Twiggy
>as far as your sundays go, this is exciting.
>oh look, there's someone posting green words!
>better call him a faggot and demand more
>as your fingers type out the words the web page begins replicating itself like an old windows error message after clicking "okay"
"what the fuck? this is some odd shit for a mobilefag"
>the pages continue replicating until they lift up out of your screen and begin to circle around you
"SHIT this is just like like the first part of the green!"
>exactly like the first part
>but you only own digital copies of books because you are a plebeian
>once you too are wrapped up in literal pop ups you feel yourself being lifted up and there is a sudden 'boom'
— back to the better universe we actually WANT to read about—
>your dizzy as fuck and feel like you have just been thrown out of a moving car
>you try to stand up but you lose your balance and fall flat on your ass
>fucking writefags they had to have something to do with this
>"well, that wasn't supposed to happen…"
>wait, who the fuck said that?
>you open your eyes and feel like your a lot closer to the ground than you normally are when you sit
>you try to make out where the voice came from and as your eyes focus you feel your heart skip a beat
>no fucking way.
"Twilight? Holy crap, is this real?"
>your dizziness leaves you completely and you try once more to stand up only to fall again
>you look down to your legs which have been replaced by pony legs
"Wait a second… I'm a fucking pony?!"
>that's not all you see when you look down though
"a girl pony!?"
>you roll to your side and try standing up on all fours
>this time you succeed is standing up
>congratulations! you've learned to stand up!
>another voice speaks up
>"Oh wow, whatever this stupid spell was supposed to do Twilight, you must have fucked it up to get this out of it"
>you turn you head to the direction of the second voice
>and look down
>yup, its the little green faggot.
>she looks up at you with her adorable green eyes
>and after a short moment of awkwardness of you looking at what you secretly wanted to be yourself she realizes what you are
>she quickly turns to Twilight and points a hoof at you
>"What the fuck Twilight why do they get to be an adult when I'm stuck being a filly?!"
>Twilight looks at her then to you then back to the filly then back to you
>you give her a wave with your hoof
>now its her turn to understand what shes done
>"Nope, I'm done with this for today. Magic is over, i'll figure it out tomorrow."
>Twilight quickly steps out of the room leaving it in a ramshackle mess of notes pages and books all strewn about leaving just you and… Anon? in the room
>she looks at you again with a scrunched up nose and puffed out chest
"That's really adorable"
>"this is some horseshit."
>she starts to circle you in examination like a knee high shark circling a boat
"what do you mean? This is awesome, and heck you got to be a human for a while when you first got here."
>her examination ends with her stopping in front of you
>"yeah, and I'm going to make Twilights life shit until she changes me back. But why are you so happy to be a she horse?"
"What, don't think there are any girls on the internet faggot?"
>"Not on the shitty board we're from."
>you try to hold back a grin and some of your long black mane covers your face
>you brush it aside
"yeah about that."
"I got off that ride in favor of a more comfy one."
>she looks at you confused as you get yourself down to eye level with her
"but since I'm here and were both mares. Wanna get sexual?"
>the filly gives you a deadpan stare
>"That's pretty gay fam."
"a little bit."
>"alright but we have to do it in Twilight's bed."
Not bad. Interesting idea
Been getting that for a while, need to refresh some times for them to open properly
Apparently you need to stay in the page for it to not fail on first try or something
catalog is just a swarm of broken images unless i stay in the tab while it loads all of them, >image is example on how it ends here if left mid-load
jesus christ, that's already better than any lewd ive ever fuckin made
thanks, m8. That means a lot to me.
Das a leg for practice, methinks.
Yeah, it's on a sketchbook. I have the urge to draw tonight.
That's a noice lewd. Think you'll ever make a full version someday?
Holy shit I hope you continue this.
N-no homo, though>>152757
It's just some practice sketches, but I hope to do some more in the future…
Unf, how about a little ponut action? I don't think we even have any pics of that yet.
First for continuation.>>151696
"Yeah, give me a second…">Reaching into your saddlebags, you find what you're looking for after a few minutes.
"Take a look.">She takes a look at it, her expression remaining static.>"That doesn't surprise me…"
"What doesn't?">"That I'm wanted dead. I don't really remember-"
"Oh fuck. You're not telling me you have amnesia, are you?">"I-I don't know what that is…"
"Sorry, just start from the beginning of everything.">"Alright… it was just about a year ago, or at least that's what I think. Ms. Thorn came into my room and told me that I was going to have a daddy again, said for me to get ready. She took me to the showers and started to scrub me down… some of it felt kind of funny, but I didn't want to make her angry so I stayed quiet. After she put a bow in my hair, she took me to the front office."
"Go on…">"The stallion who was waiting for me didn't even look at me, he was just reading the newspaper. When he set it down, he just said one thing.">Be the pegasus.>Be flashback.>"The papers, don't tell me you're getting sloppy.">"Why of course not. The furnace is just-">"Useless. I'll do it myself, give them to me.">Ms. Bitterthorn carefully handed over a file.>You recognize your name on it, though you didn't hear it much anymore.>Always 'You' or 'Filly.'>None of that matters now though, you're sure this stallion will be a great father!>Trotting over to him, you nuzzle your face into his fur, trying to make a good first impression.>He recoils from your touch.>"Haven't you taught them not to do that?!">"S-sir you can't just-">"I do whatever the hell I want to with what we're paying you all. Come here…">He actually takes a look at your file.>"…Peanut Buttercup.">You feel yourself moving towards him almost in a daze, his horn glowing lightly.>"I need you to repeat after me."
"O-okay…">"I do not matter."
"I-I do not matter…">"Nothing I do will ever amount to anything and I shouldn't expect it to.">"I-I won't do…">"Say it correctly, dammit!">Taking the newspaper and rolling it up, he swats your bottom firmly, prompting a startled yelp.
"N-nothing I do w-will ever amount to anything, and I-I shouldn't expect it to…">"Good.">There was a bright flash and you were in a dark grey room.>"Extend your left wing.">Gulping, you do as you are told.>You bite into the satchel containing what little belongings you own to keep from screaming as you feel a crushing pain in your wing.>Now lying on the floor panting, you look up at the unicorn stallion with pleading eyes.>"My name is not important, but yours is even less so.">Producing a metal apparatus from somewhere on his person, you give out another small yelp as your internally mangled wing is given a small tag, reading simply '0094.'>Grinning at you as he ignites the manilla folder he holds in his magical grip, he leaves the room and shuts the door, the whirring of a lock clearly audible.>A small dog-bed, bowl of water, and bowl of dry oats materialize out of nowhere soon after.>Be the filly.>The poor pegasus in front of you has long sense broken down into tears at her explanation, her sobs making her words incomprehensible at this point.>Stroking her mane lightly you hold a hoof up to her lips, silencing her.
"Shh… take your time. I don't need to know it all at once.">She gives you a small smile that melts your heart, however obviously forced.>"Y-you'll come back to visit me, won't you?">Input action.
(I may need to start creating a second paste soon, or use an alternative site, maybe github, as I am approaching the 512 KB limit)
>You are Anon Filly, a cute, green, psychically-endowed filly who used to be a human.>A few weeks ago, you were dragged into Equestria in your sleep, and since then, you've been getting into all sorts of shenanigans with Twilight and her family.>Right now, you're in a bit of a pickle, however.>Every time you wake up, it's still Monday, and Twilight is still hung over.>Even worse, you're not the only one in a time loop - Pinkie Pie seems to have joined you for the ride!^"So instead of saying it's a pickle, you could say you're in a doozie off a pickle barrel kumquat!">Pinkie, get out of my recap.^"Make me!">I'll put you in that time loop with Anon.^"But I already AM in that time loop…">Yes, and why do you think that is?
I need to practice on other parts of the body, and at different angles, but I think I'll save that for tomorrow.
My god Anon, you're a fuckin' gift from Filly Jesus.
That's pretty good, Anon. Hope you do more.
I swear, I was in no way aroused by this
You sure, Anon? Are you saying you wouldn't
want to have your filly ponut pounded? What are you, gay?
I would watch with lurid fascination while another filly got their ponut pounded, and make a farce of not liking or being intrigued by it. Xp
Well then, you could watch me, because I'm
getting my ponut pounded as the filly.
That would be degenerate>totally isn't looking
just remember to keep a straight face and be holding a clipboard so you can say it''s for science.
All right, y’all know the drill.
Either fade in obscurity or list off items that are needed in the doc or Dropbox.
Sorry If I haven’t posted anything in the past couple days. I’ll try to get back on it. Though which one do you all want prioritized. Depressed, stranger-danger filly, or No Hablo Inglés filly?
No Hablo Ingles
Also, who wants to continue our write-athon?
You'll never be rid of me! I'll be baaaaaaaaack!>fades
I'm sorry, I'll need to know the full story before that, my life might be in danger for saving your flank here. Any idea how many or who would be out wanting to kill you, or why? [ 1d100 = 67 ]
Despite the fact that I love what you've done with my concept, I'd like to see more of Stranger Danger.
Oh, nice, thanks mate.
>>152789>You are filly>Some fucked up magic shit transported you to Pony land>You seem to be on the outskirts of Ponyville>With nothing else to do, you wander towards the settlement>All kinds of ponies are walking around you as you make your way through the town.>You need to figure out how you're gonna survive here.>Being a filly, you probably need a guardian to make it here, even though you're not really a child.>And what do you know, somepony came up to you to ask where your parents are.>Turns up, you don't have parents.>The community kidnaps you and puts you up for auction.>Not that kind of auction goddammit.>There are many ponies in ponyville who would like to take care of you.>But the one who eventually ends up as your guardian is..
>Mayor Mare.>She feels having a smiling filly on all of her campaign promotions will increase her ratings as well as community morale.>This effectively makes you Ponyville's new mascot.>Soon, you're attending meetings and events with your new horse mom and being privately tutored on politics, public speaking and economics.>There is also the media following you around everywhere you go and analyzing every message you send via the carrier pigeon network.>This is not really the life you envisioned when you dreamed of being the filly, but it has its perks.>Maybe it was time to change things up a bit and put your position to good use.
>As the now daughter of a semi-influential politician, various groups begin to take a keen interest in you.>One day while waiting in the schoolyard for your mother who you assume was kept late by extra paperwork, a bag was thrown over your head.>After a few minutes of struggling, you feel a pain in your head and black out.>You wake up in a dark room, the only illumination being a small torch on the wall.>"Look nice and pretty for the camera sweet thing, I need your ransom photo to look nice.">Confused, you look around to see a metal door opening and a large muscular stallion walk in, a mare trailing him with a camera.>He grins as the mare closes and locks the door behind her, setting down the camera and taking out a small black club.>The stallion takes the club and you begin to whimper as your small form is hit over and over again with the blunt wooden object.>The click of a camera can distinctly be heard.>"I've got it, leave the little shit in there. I think our order is here.">As the thin wooden door slams shut, you notice the glow of the torch once again through the tears in your eyes.>…
>Seeing the embers dance didnt help your bruises, but helped distract you from what was happening and the pain>No longer was this the Equestria you remembered, you needed to treat it more like if you were on Earth>Thus you couldnt be taking ponies kindness for granted, trust no one…>Though, Ponyville had been nice overall…>Okay, maybe some, but not ALL ponies>But you re sure going to be more picky on who you open yourself to>You try to think on some way out>But the room you re in doesnt even have any windows>Wait, you didnt hear any click from the door>Maybe they didnt lock it!>With renewed vigor you get up quickly and move to check>Well, not quite>As soon as you get on all fours your front leg gives way and you fall on your face>The way it bent meant that it was clearly broken>That answers why it doesnt hurt as much>Pain comes back fully as your focus is brought back to reality and your injuries>You definetly didnt took a moment to cry>Collecting yourself back up, you start making your way to the door>…
>As you hobble over to the door, you hear voices outside>"no way we're gonna reach her">"just break her legs! That'll teach her!">"no! we need her alive.">You shudder as you recoil from the door.>Though it was the only way of escape for you.>You decide to try play it smart.>You wait for at least six hours>The others should be asleep right now>So you push the door, which surprisingly gives in.>Idiots didn't lock it>Soon you see why, as a stallion snores in a chair right next to the door>They chose a shitty guard and you're surely going to take advantage of the situation>You sneak past the sleeping guard as you try to push open the door to outside.>It doesn't give..
>You manage to hobble your way next to the guard>As you suspected, a ring of keys sat on a hook on his belt>Using the utmost precision (and ignoring the pain in your legs), you manage to gently slide the ring off of his belt>It took many tries to get that door open>You didn't even bother putting the rings back on, they'd be coming for you before he woke up>So you just laid them on the flooor>The rest of the building was fairly deserted, with only the occasional pony walking down the hall>At one point you had to hide under a cardboard box in fear of being found>Eventually you found a door leading outside, into a metropolitan area
>Crying out into the now-dark area, you try to draw the attention of anypony who will listen.>However, none come.>As you slowly hobble down the street, you are almost run down by a carriage with the only comment being 'fucking kids these days'>You're not going to recieve any aide here…>Wait!>You do remember one thing, your guardian's phone number.>If you can just find out where you are and call her…>You trudge on painfully with renewed vigor.
>>152819>Most of the buildings around you are warehouses and stores that have long since closed for the night.>After a few blocks, you find a lone payphone.>You manage to fight through the pain of your broken arm (leg?) and pick up the receiver.>Silence. No dial tone. Nothing.>It has probably been out of service for years as you realize nobody (creature) uses payphones in this day and age.>The culmination of your pain and emotional stress reach a breaking point as you finally burst into tears.>"You look like you've seen better days, kid."
>You freeze on the spot>Even your tears seem to freeze>Slowly turning back to a hooded figure>The tip of a horn making itself known in the dim light>But most of the body is hidden, and all you can see is her bright purple eyes>Sure, she may seem friendly and she hasnt put a bag on your head yet>But it feels like the best time to use the new trust system>Which means "night + hooded pony = RUN FOR YOUR LIFE FILLY">You start to limp away, new tears forming in the panic, but her magic aura grabs your back leg>"Wait, I wont hurt you">Slowly she starts dragging you towards her, not giving you a chance to answer
>You claw the ground as she's dragging you backwards>She's not giving up with her strong magic grasp>You try your hardest to fight against the magical force>In the end however, you inevitably end up face to face to the purple wizard>It is Twilight Sparkle>You try to struggle away from her grasp but it is not effective>"No, please, I want to help you, I CAN help you, please.">Purple got you in a firm magical grasp so you've not really in a position to escape.>"I can figure out who's chasing you">"I can help you find safety again"
>You gasp in pain as your vision fades in and out>Or is that you blinking?>You can't really tell, you just feel extremely woozy; you'd have fallen over if you weren't being firmly held>A coppery taste in your mouth, swollen cheeks and possible loose teeth discourage a reply even if you could think of what to say>Twilight swears under her breath as she gives you a once-over>The grinding of teeth from her direction is quite audible>All sense of up and down is lost as you are jostled onto her back, fresh spasms of pain finally knocking your beleaguered form out>…
No Hablo Ingles is the one with discord, right? I'd love more of that (especially with Fluttershy/Anon comfy)
I sort of see Anonfilly as Pinkies helper. I feel a high energy job is where she will be, that or working in the gift shop in Canterlot. I assume she will never grow up so I don't see her in a Big Pony job.
Foal prostitute. She's self-employed
>Day 4563 in Equestria
>…I think. I don't know how long I was knocked out when book horse fucked up.
>TL:DR, Now a little filly, and an alicorn. Celestia dragged my green ass back to the castle.
>When Twilight fucks up, she REALLY fucks up.
>At the moment, I was sitting on a balcony, looking down on Canterlot.
>I wondered if hocking a loogie onto a guard was a crime, and if I could even pull it off from this height.
>Before too long, my pondering was interrupted by an audible gurgle from my stomach.
"Holy crap. How the fuck did I get hungry enough for that to happ… oh wait. Seems like it always happens to hungry ponies."
>Getting to my hooves, I stumble my way toward the castle kitchens.
>After a journey in which I only got accosted by overeager staff three times, I found myself right outside the kitchens.
>I considered how to operate the doorknob with hooves, since I had no intention of putting it in my mouth.
>Who knows what the hell could be on it?
>I reached for it, only for it to retreat away from me as the door opened.
>A very large, very blue alicorn paused in exiting the kitchens, a bowl of ice cream floating beside her.
>I stared. As did she.
>"Sisteeeeeer..! Why is there a little filly in the castle, and why is she an alicorn?"
>As Luna called for her sister, I found myself thankful I wasn't at ground zero for all-caps Canter-lock voice.
"Yo. Three pony moon. How ya been?"
>She paused, raising a brow before turning her head toward the ceiling.
>"…and why does she apparently know who I am?"
"I hate to break it to ya, Luna, but you're a princess. I think all of Equestria knows who you are."
>A flat look is turned in my direction.
>"Do not assume, just because you have attained alicornhood that you may address me so informally on our first meeting, young filly."
>I looked around, then beckoned her closer. As she obliged, I put a hoof over her leaned down neck.
"Like I've ever given two shits about that crap. Besides… we've met before, just not like this."
>She frowns, starting to open her mouth to object, only for me to put a hoof over it.
"Shh sh sh shh… Maybe the gala from a couple of years ago will jog your memory. It's a bit foggy, but I think I remember something about the taste of blueberries…"
>She blinks a couple of times before her face starts turning purple.
>"I… I don't… what? H-how..? Who..?"
"Blame Twilight. Got turned into this."
>Her eyes widen even more as I hear the tone of gold-shod hooves approaching.
>"Ahh, there you are. Sister, dear, I've got some wonderful news! Anonymous will be--"
>After blurting her response, she took off at a gallop before exploding into a puff of shadows.
>Her ice cream started to fall, only for it too to vanish into shadows.
>The princess of the sun stared in the direction of her sister's hasty departure.
>"Not exactly the way I planned on letting her know, but you can't win them all, I guess."
>She then turned her smile back on me.
>"And what were you two up to?"
"Ehh. Nothin', really. Just crossed paths."
>My stomach chose this moment to let out an even louder rumble.
>"Oho, that was a good one. Let's get you something to eat. Growing fillies need plenty of nutrition."
"Grown man, Celery!"
>Her hoof poked me right on the nose.
>My entire face felt like it was collapsing in on itself.
>Huh. So that's what it feels like.
>"Not anymore, Anonymous. Since you're not a human anymore, your dietary needs and tastes have likely changed a bit, so what better time than now for an impromptu lesson?"
>I turn to awkwardly run away, only for her to preempt my escape by picking me up with her magic again.
>I cross my arms (…forelegs?) and grump as hard as I can.
"This is fucking bullshit."
>"Language, dearie. And yes, life isn't fair. Now let's get you some food."
>She deposits me on her back and strolls into the kitchen, a head of lettuce already floating toward a bowl as she goes.
>In an impressive display of magical dexterity, she chops up the lettuce, carrots, tomatoes, and onions all at the same time, while oil and vinegar are shaken into a salad dressing.
>In no time at all, I'm on a stool by a counter, with a bowl of salad in front of me.
"You really don't have to do this, you know."
>"Oh, but it's my pleasure!"
>She speared some of the leaves on a fork, then started floating it toward me.
"I can feed myself, dammit."
>She tisks and shakes her head.
>"Now now, you said it yourself, didn't you? Something about not wanting to eat like an animal? Well, until you learn to use your horn, you'll just have to deal with me feeding you."
"Like hell, I will."
>"Now, don't be like that. It's quite good. Open wide for the pegasus, Anon. It's coming in for a landing. Nyeowww…"
>She makes swooping motions with the fork.
"That's pretty damn morbid, Celefblblfbfmf."
>She took the opportunity of my open mouth to stuff the forkful of salad in as I was talking.
>"Mmmm, now isn't that good? Yum yum."
>A glare was her reply.
>Though, after a bit of evaluation, it did taste okay.
>With a hmph, I idly chewed, then swallowed.
>She already had another forkful ready and waiting as she smiled expectantly at me.
"You'd better not be getting off on this or something weird."
>With that grumble, I begrudgingly accepted the next bite.
>"Nothing of the sort. Now, good fillies who finish everything get dessert."
>I made a mental note to get her back for this.
>…but I still finished the salad.
>Because hey. Dessert.
Thinking of shifting away from linear story here to a more episodic style, maybe. That way I can jump from story idea to story idea, without the slog through the slow bits between. Thoughts?
Episodic is the most efficient write method, and it'll mean less of a headache for you too.
Just as long as I don't work for Valve, right?
As long as the episodic content doesn't have an overarching plot that you wind up never resolving because you got bored of writing sequels, it'll be fine.
"Or maybe, just maybe, it's not unrelated. I don't think it's come to chance that the one day I do something completely fucked up is the one day I get time looped."
^"So what're you gonna do to break the loop? I thought you said you tried to make amends already."
"I'm not gonna make amends. I'm gonna do it again and accept the consequences for once."
^"Did you not face any consequences before? Seems a bit silly if you really did something THAT bad."
"I faced some, but nothing long term because the time loop erased everyone's memory."
^"So say you do it again, and it doesn't break the time loop. Then you'll have caused a pony to suffer a second time, and you'll still not suffer any long term consequences. Well, mostly. I'd know, and I'd probably not want to hang around with you anymore if you became a monster like that. But I don't think you are that bad, you just make a few mistakes sometimes, like everypony does. And right now, as your friend, I want to let you know that I think you're about to make a mistake. Do you value me as a friend, Nonny?"
You're right, how about we discuss life with poetry before things loop again and I try something else?[ 1d100 = 53 ]
pank then hold her in a toght snuggle session until the next loop, whisper in her ears "please dont leave me" while crying
Surely being told that by the most friendly pony in the world would make Anon rethink on his actions, well until the next voice took over that is[ 1d100 = 76 ](USER WAS GIVEN MANY HUGS FOR THIS POST)
She has a a balloon, let's go search the everfree for that filly like we're meant to. [ 1d100 = 20 ]
*Toght -> tight
Also finally a nice roll for myself, was starting to think that i should simply be the booster pad for others
You just got bantz'd by a scruffy.
Scruffies give love too
Cute stuff, I'm looking forward to more.
H-hugs are nice, like your dubs, checked>>152990>Scruffies>Giving love
Taking in consideration this here Filly ptsd from its interactions with the janny from its older home, im not sure how she d deal with thisPls be gentle(USER WAS CARESSED LOVINGLY MANY TIMES FOR THIS POST, CUZ ANONFILLY DID NOTHIGN WRONG AND DESERVES LOVE JUST LIKE EVERYONE)
Sure, if it means it'd feel easier for you.
It won't be forgotten. Although this one is a nice step away from strictly Twilight and abuse stuff for me, towards more interesting characters like Discord Plus things are gonna start getting 'fun' real fast in both stories with me doing what I do best to fillies and seemingly normal characters
Fuck you, I lost my job.
That's a pretty SFW pic, it was only hidden for the punchline. Do you work for Mormons?
Such drama>"You were my sister Anon. I loved you!"
Your pics are very good tho. Even your sketches. Remaining nameless is an inconvenience for the many
people who enjoy your content but in the end I can understand it, being kinda the same way myself. You do you I guess.
>>153172>just a bunch of filly pics, nothing much.
Bullshit, you've got a great art style! I love the way you draw ponies.
However, only a couple of your images have been uploaded, and I feel like that's A mistake. At the very least, give us a name to tag your art with when we upload them.
I have to agree. Either you're decent at cleaning images, or you're decent at drawing them. In either case, ur decent. Deal
God i wish that were me.
Pinkie's words make you quickly reflect on what you had just said. Did you really just decide you were going to make the same mistake again? Where the hell did that come from? You now feel even less in control of your life than you did before. Overcome by a sudden feeling of grief, you throw your hooves around your pink friend, shedding tears as you nuzzle your face into her chest fluff.
"Pinkie, please don't leave me. I- I've made a lot of mistakes, and I feel like I'm going to make a lot more. I feel like I'm a puppet in somepony's twisted game, and I don't know if I can be helped."
As you speak, Pinkie says nothing, merely stroking your mane with her hoof. When you finally go silent, she gives you a soft giggle and wipes away your tears, revealing to you her very bright and angelic smile.^"You're silly, Nonny. Of course I'll never leave you. It's cause I know you'll never leave me."
"But what if I do? What if one day, I just completely snap and betray all of my friends just because forces unknown have compelled me to? Not that I expect you to understand, but…"^"But I do understand. And you still don't have to worry. Nonny, can you try to use your psychic powers for me?"
"Did I tell you about those? I don't remember… you know what, never mind, it doesn't matter. I can't. This stupid loop is blocking out my vision. All I get is static. I guess whoever put me in this situation doesn't want me cheating my way out of it."
She places her hooves on your temples.^"Try now."
You focus once more on your psychic powers, and for once, you get a single vision. You are sitting in the castle of the two sisters, meditating with a necklace around your neck. The necklace is a deep red and bears your cutie mark. For once, you recognize it for what it is: The Element of Loyalty, and you are its bearer.^"This is your destiny. As long as you accept it, it will accept you, and help you when you're feeling weak."
She then wraps her hooves around you, and for a brief moment, you feel as if you are being held by a guardian angel. You start to wonder whether Pinkie Pie was sent from the heavens to watch over you. She probably isn't, but damn if she doesn't feel like it. A few last words slip into your conscious ears as you drift off to sleep in her embrace:^"If you need me again tomorrow, same time, same place. Hey, that rhymes!"
You're not sure what it was supposed to rhyme with, but when you open your eyes again, you find yourself in your bed again.
>"Fuck me, remind me not to drink when I have research in the morning."
…Anonfilly…is the Element of Loyalty…
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE[ 1d100 = 54 ]
I'm gonna hazard a guess and say this is you as well? https://derpibooru.org/1748389
Agreed. That was a gay choice.>>153192
"The master of my life is a pussy faggot who made me the element of loyalty and has in previous cases absolved all consequences for our negative actions, so I very much doubt I'll be able to hurt any of you."[ 1d100 = 84 ]
Ok, I would've figured Laughter if anything.
. Or make new Elements, at least.
I won't roll, 'cause at this point, I don't even know what we're supposed to be doing.
yes where did you even dig them up
You know I made you guys the Element of Loyalty back when you were still in Canterlot, right?
I stumbled across it while browsing for porn. The art style looked familiar.
Doesn't really matter when, it's a poor choice, imo.
>>153203>>153207>Anonfilly>Laughter>Or making up whatever new element
Personally i think using the elements harmony as is, is the best possible scenario, and loyalty is the one that fits filly the best as well
I swear i cant help but cringe whenever an writer tries to create a new element of harmony, either only for the main char of the green or its whole gang, just, no, make whatever but the elements are just those six, there s no element of autism.
Keep it up Reuben and go meet ponkonce more, also bring purpul[ 1d100 = 33 ]
I would note that I based my decision partially on the associated pillars with each of the elements. Loyalty corresponds to Bravery, and my perception of the kind of pony Anon would be was cast when you guys decided to stand up to those bullies on your first day of school in Canterlot.
>"There now, isn't that better?">"Glabba…flim flob">"Now now, no fussing. You're in no position.">There you were, standing outside the bedroom door tapping your leg like a rabbit as you waiting for this happy moment to evaporate.>Come on hurry up! Looking at your watch, if she'd be finished with her now. You might just have enough time to get the tea out and have some light conversation about both of your's day.>Well, your day. You mostly led these conversations.>And as for the dainty little sandwiches: To hell with them. There'd be no time.>"…and I'll just leave the shade open just a bit so you don't get afraid.">Making attempts at signaling her to 'hurry the hell up' your incessant tapping gets progressively louder and louder till you eventually let out a loud pouty stomp before stopping altogether.>Slolwy backing out of the room, Fluttershy gently shuts the door to the room. Before snapping a glare at you.>To which, shocked you. Afterall, what had you done to deserve such a look?>"You know things would go a lot smoother for her if you just showed just a little compassion for her.">You step back, shocked at the accusations.
"Her? Pssh, she's fine. And I DO care, I mean. Deviants don't particularly take poor little fillies to hospitals when they need help, do they?">She closed in as she pointed sharply at you with her anger.>Anger, and Fluttershy. Not two words you think of together very often, is it?>"They do, when they only care what others think of them.">Confused, you shrug.
"I don't know wha-">"Cheerilee told me what happened today.">That conniving little…>"And at first I didn't want to believe it.">She pokes at your chest as you fearful began making a step-by-step retre>at.>"But seeing that poor thing with those injuries. As well with how you've been acting and treating her, it became easy to believe."
"I-I did, I m-mean I t-trie-">She pokes become more sharp and forceful as she continues to make her point.>"I mean, to think I had faith in you to be alone with her was obviously a mistake on my part too. As it seems like I can't.">Trust…you?>She doesn't trust you anymore?>No, no of course not. Just not with fillies.>Yes, she'll take care of it, and both of you will be back to having good times together.>But she seems, so –Angry¬– at you.>Well she’d have to forgive you. Cause, she wouldn’t give up on you.>Yeah, that’s right.>She wouldn’t, right?>Even if she did, you could always get it back.
>Ugh, morning. Ugh, your head.>Peaking your head out slight from the covers reveals the morning light that played with the specs of dust in the room. Adding an antique but beautiful glint to the new day.>You’d enjoy it.>If you didn’t have a headache.>And were a filly.>And were under the care of Discord.>Though, it couldn’t be all bad, you were now under the supervision of Fluttershy too seeing how whipped Discord is when under the gaze of Fluttershy.>Now that you had her. Maybe you could get closer to understanding the obscene language and getting out of this body.>But first, Morning rituals.>Alright, let's start the day.>What to do first?As much as how some of you'd like to have Flutters/Anon cuddles. Keep in mind, you are a stranger to her and some else's child to her as well. Seeing as people don't randomly cuddle with someone's lost child, you're all gonna have to 'work' for that.
Of fucking course I forget to namefag.
Sneak into her room and c->spoiler text
Well, you're probably pretty hungry. Maybe try to get one of them to make you breakfast?
Do so annoyingly, but in a cute sort of way.[ 1d100 = 76 ]
Leave a note for Pinkie and take the first train to Canterlot. Try not to get run over while sneaking onboard.[ 1d100 = 94 ]
>>153207>Dash is autistic >Anon is autistic
Seems like a perfect fit to me.
First things first a shower/bath would probably be nice. See if you can grasp a loofah or a bar of soap with your teeth, take it to buttershy and see if she takes the hint.[ 1d100 = 21 ]
u-unfnow I wanna see Twiggles filling the filly's fillybits too
Perhaps, but in the context of it all, it's just another drop in the bucket…
If people are alive, good time RIGHT NOW to raid /pol/
The mods have been dead for almost 2 hours now.
Threads are starting to kill - mods woke up.
They were asleep nearly 3 hours straight, the dicks almost took over /pol/
Nah, it'd sound more like "Hrrk, grrrrrrrrk…"
Ignoring Twilight for perhaps the fifth time in a row, you look around for some paper and something to write with. Not finding anything immediately, you decide to tear off a piece of your unfinished homework sheet. You probably won't need it where you're going.
Headed to Canterlot this loop to see if I can figure out what the hell's going on.
Lots of love,
You fold it up and bind it with a paperclip before passing it to Twilight.
"Do me a favor and give that to Pinkie Pie if you see her in the park today while you're out testing your flight spell. Be a good courier, and don't read it."
>"And since when am I your courier?"
"Since none of this matters anyway. I'm gonna be off to do something crazy, and will be back tomorrow when you wake up."
Without another word, you run out the door. You kind of wish you had gotten breakfast first, but you're not sure if you're going to have time, and it's not as if you can die from starvation anyway. Nonetheless, you make your way to the train station on an empty stomach. If it takes as much time to get to Canterlot as it did to make it to Ponyville, you figure you'll have an hour to mess around before time resets itself. Or it won't, because you'll have gone outside of some spell radius. Never hurts to try, right?
Unfortunately, you don't have any money for the train. As luck would have it, however, security is trash. There's just one guy whose job it is to make sure there aren't any stow aways, and he just left for donuts. Ponyville is too honest for him to give a shit about his job of keeping ponies honest. You sneak in through the back and take a seat. Luckily, you know that there's no one to check your ticket once you're already on the train.
After about 15 minutes of waiting, the train starts moving, and you're off in the general direction of Canterlot. You're not quite sure what your plan for this is, but you've got several hours to figure it out. Another ten minutes later, however, and you are no closer to figuring out a good plan. The closest you can think of is to bug Celestia about it and see if she can fix your problem, but you still aren't sure of how to grab an audience within an hour, or how to convince her of what's going on. Plus, it could possibly take over an hour for her to cast whatever spell she'd need to break your time loop, which would cause you to run out of time. You know nothing about how magic works, and you're just sort of winging this entire thing.
And as you contemplate all of this, a certain purple spook places her hooves around your eyes from behind, having completely sneaked up on you.
>"Oh Anon, guess who…"
"Purple, if you keep this up, I'm going to start reminding you about the CIA's meme warfare division from now until the end of time." [ 1d100 = 77 ]
The mare of my dreams? [ 1d100 = 23 ]
Look at the bright side: your roll added to my roll makes 100.
Pennywise, is that you?
A Glow-In-The-Dark CIA Nigger? [ 1d100 = 96 ]
I feel bad for you.
Anon should be proud: not only is he large enough to have Filly literally be wrapped around his dick, but he's got an erection so powerful he can lift her up using ONLY his dick.
Damn, now I want a donut.
Can't help but feel a bit bad for anonfilly given the aftermath she is about to experience if that is a jelly filled donut>or perhaps I should feel bad for Purple who would have to clean up and give anonflly a bath>on second thought I think anonfilly would enjoy it if it was jelly filled
Cream-filled long johns are better.But I'd still eat Filly's donut.
God I wish that were me.
>>153582It's the least of my problems, tbh.>>153585
>>153548>filly can't pull the yoke
Shameful, filly lost most of her body strength and can't pull a simple control yoke.
It's like being so weak you can't turn a steering wheel that has power steering
Either that or flip on autopilot
Or let someone more qualified use it.
It's a pity suicidal fillies are flying our planes nowadays.
Stroganoff is actually palatable to me. It's not that
What the fuck even is this thread
Like do you people actually unironically want to be turned into a child cartoon pony so you can be fucked or "bred" by people from /mlpol/ or you yourself fuck an /mlpol/ user that has been turned into a little filly? Do you realize how ridiculous that is
This is by far the most degenerate general on /mlpol/ I mean it combines fucking pedophilia, transformation, beastiality and/or xenophilia and whatever other fetshes you might have and Tbh I gagged a lil bit upon discovering this thread
Please consider psychiatric help and reevaluate your life of you unironically browse this general and look at anon filly pictures
Now the thread can begin
Might just be my stroganoff, then.
Anyways, carry on!
"Pennywise, is that you?"
She uses her hooves to playfully move your jaw around and mouth out her next few words.
>"We all float down here."
"No, but really, what are you doing here, you glow-in-the-dark CIA nigger?"
>"I could ask you the same thing. Something about hearing, 'none of this matters anyway' piqued my curiosity. Since you're not particularly concerned about leaving everyone behind at the drop of a hat, why should I? Now tell me, why exactly are we headed to Canterlot of all places? I don't suppose you plan on betraying us all to the changelings, do you? Because you don't seem the type. If it's something more innocuous, I might be willing to help."
Actually, yeah, a visit to the changelings sounds great.[ 1d100 = 3 ]
explain everything to her and add on the fact that Chrysalis gives you a boner[ 1d100 = 58 ]
Explain to her that we're in a time loop, it's not like she'll remember tomorrow anyway, and she should count that as a blessing since she doesn't have to remember multiple hangovers. [ 1d100 = 40 ]
Sorry about another unexpected long break, I had to deal with family and then my computer came down with Blue-Screen-of-Death syndrome and I had to do some very tedious trial and error before getting it fixed today.
This, be honest. Twi might be able to help [ 1d100 = 41 ]
That was not >Hape
, that was just a normal hug. Where s the surprise, the struggle, the abuse of personal space…
I want my money back!Though it was pank so I guess she would always be willing to go for some hugs at any time.>>153595
Everyone s being too nice to purpul, so here s a curveball if the roll allows
"Might be willing to help, hah, if only you hadnt put me in this time loop in the first place it would ve been helpful enough"
Dont forget the unintentional horse snort[ 1d100 = 45 ]>>153599
Welcome back to the land of the living
Next loop, have a conversation with Twiggles, write it down word for word, and every loop rewrite it, hand it to twilight and go through the exact same conversation. Should speed things up so we dont have to convince her of a time loop every loop
Forgot roll [ 1d100 = 13 ]
I've been playing with Ren'py to try and learn how to make visual novels. I turned Fauvra's story into a kinetic novel. You can play it without download here:https://gamejolt.com/games/CMCAnonFilly/346632
just hit play before it gets taken down for copywrite by teh j00s. Enjoy!
Damn, this is pretty great, Anon!
"That depends. How familiar are you with Groundhog Day scenarios? Because I'm stuck in one right now, and the only way to get out of it is (hopefully) in Canterlot." [ 1d100 = 63 ]
Also, I just had a thought: wouldn't the Element of Loyalty still be stuck in the void by the Everfree Castle while waiting for the Element of Magic to find all of the other Element Bearers?
Yeah something like this. I was thinking we should ask her to tell us something about herself that we have no way of knowing yet so she knows something's up when we spill it in future loops. Explain first tho >>153597 [ 1d100 = 50 ]
Write moar first, faggot.
Dead fillies don't get content made for them.
Stop using my name reeeeeeeeeee
/int/ fillies unite!
We stealing names now?
Its not really stealing if all the fillies are equal and the same afterallI-is Starlight proud of me yet?
Yes it is me, the real Fauvra.
I have returned from the dead.
Good to see you back.
Confirmed Reuben impersonator, I don't think Reuben has more than fifteen fillies in his folder
Nice. Looking forward to a full-length adaptation of the Feral Filly fic soon…
"You know, I wasn't planning on betraying you all for the changelings, but now that you mention it, I'm starting to have second thoughts. That Chrysalis, unf. She gives me such a boner."
>"So you haven't lost your masculinity. Experiencing some sort of phantom limb syndrome? Or phantom dick, as it may be?"
"Nah, I'm jut razzing you. Although maybe I will want to have sex with a changeling when this is all done with. Fulfill any fetish you want, and make you forget about the shame the next day if what we experienced back in Canterlot is indicative of all of them."
>"Shit, that does sound almost enticing enough to forget that I'm married. Almost. So anyways, what the hell ARE you doing headed to Canterlot?"
"Well… are you familiar with the plot of the movie Groundhog Day?"
>"Time loop, right?"
>"How many loops has it been so far?"
"This would be the seventh."
>"And what did I say to you when you first told this to me?"
>"Oh don't tell me you didn't bother asking me first."
"Okay, I won't tell you."
>"I am actually a bit offended right now."
"To be fair, I spent a decent amount of time just fucking around when I realized I was in a time loop. Now I'm ACTUALLY trying to solve this problem, and I've got a hunch that the solution is going to be in Canterlot. And by hunch, I don't mean it's my psychic powers telling me that, since they don't work right now. Only time I managed to get them to function properly was last loop, when Pinkie did the equivalent of blowing on the proverbial game cartridge and showed me being the Element of Loyalty. By the way, Pinkie's looping too."
>"Well, that's a bit to take in. So… what HAVE you tried thus far to end the loop, and what makes you think the solution is in Canterlot?"
Well, convincing you was easy. If killing ourselves counts, exactly one thing. We're gonna go talk to Sunhorse about it I guess, since she knew Starswirl and stuff and has all his books. [ 1d100 = 57 ]
Well, correcting some small, harmless, not even worth mentioning mistakes from the original loop didn't work. Suicide, while an interesting experience, thankfully yielded no results. Now it's time to see what Sunbutt has to say. [ 1d100 = 50 ]
Killing ourselves, apologizing for misdeeds that may or may not have been related to this, telling some asshat with a strange sense of humor to give us a do-over… Anything I'm missing?[ 1d100 = 15 ]
"First, I WAS going to go through the list of Groundhog Day tropes until I came across the one that got me stuck after I was done fucking around, but Pinkie got to me first. Second…well, I honestly don't know. Hell, I don't even think it's in Canterlot, but asking the resident pretty pony princess (who happens to be the last pony to actually see the damn thing) sounds like a good start." [ 1d100 = 60 ]
I don't see a weapon on her, so I don't think she'll be around long enough to enjoy her new barding.Good shit, though.
"Tried killing myself and that's about it. I have half the mind to off myself in front of you next loop to see what happens. Y'know assuming this loop doesn't pan out."[ 1d100 = 15 ]
It might be on her other side.
Hooves are weapons.
Well, against radroaches, maybe even mole rats. Raiders and deathclaws/hellhounds will just laugh at you, though.
That is cute beyond comprehension.
Actually no u, you're either not going, or you're not going without me! Wherever you end up, I will
be there, and I will
We need a filly making this face.
Just accept it, m80Whew, actually feels close to something the real Lone would type
How dare you steal my name! I worked (not) very hard on that! You didn't even get the capital F right!
Anon, are you ok?
If you were turned into a filly, then who would you like to be your adoptive mom the most?
Derpy a best, plus i d get a lil/big sis as bonus
Celestia. Princess Anon would be funny as hell.
Alright, time to remind you all that the Discord exists if you want it.https://discord.gg/yMwf6W
It's just that Discord sucks ass.
Reminder that this is the Discord to join if you want to be the little pony, https://discord.gg/tfAjenN
Oh right. I should get back to writing.
>Another day in Equestria.>After fucking up another spell, I found myself to be the latest pony sporting the latest in alicorn fashion.>Celestia had dragged me off to Canterlot.>Life in the castle was slowly becoming a bit more tolerable.>The maids seemed to have gotten over their tendency to assault me with cuddles.>Mostly.>Celestia assured me that she was still working to take care of the legal matters that would make me technically exist to the legal system, but she always followed it up with that weird cryptic smile.>Meh. Probably nothing.>I was in the middle of trying to figure out a way to use my new hooves to use some flatware when the telltale hum of magic accompanied the door opening.>A mob of servants and guards descended upon me before I could react.
"Agh! Watch where you put that thing! Ow! Where'd you learn to use a comb? What the fuck is going on??">"The princess has ordered us to make you ready and to escort you to the balcony for an announcement to the public.">Apparently this involved massive levels of brushing.>Then I saw a makeup kit and dress approaching.
"I'm not havin' any part of that.">My protests and attempt at escape was thwarted by the many ponies fussing over my mane and tail.>A flurry of activity later, and I wobbled, head spinning.
"I… I feel so used…">"Now now, no fainting. You veel ruin ze dress!">Some prissy unicorn held up a mirror.>My mane glistened.>My coat shone.>They somehow made my eyelashes look huge.>Everything in general had a sparkliness to it.
"I look like a total fag.">I started trying to remove the dress at least, but a couple of guards grabbed me and started dragging me along before I could get a good start.>"No time. The announcement will happen shortly."
"What announcement? What the fuck is going on?">"Nopony knows. So, just smile and nod, and keep quiet, for Celestia's sake.">After a winding trip down halls I hadn't been down before, I spotted the royal sisters standing beside a pair of double doors.>"Ah, and here she is now.">Celestia smiled a little too wide for my liking.
"What's going on, and why do I look like a total fruit?">"Oh, it's wonderful, Anonymous. I've finally finished everything needed. There were a few… complications… but I've managed to find a way to fix your troubles."
"I guess that's good?">She continued before I could ask more.>"All that remains is to make a teensy little announcement. Oh, and if anypony asks, your name is Emerald Dawn."
"Wait, what?">Before I could get more detail, she opened the doors and marched out onto a balcony overlooking a crowd of ponies below.>A veritable wall of cheering hit me as the two stood and waved.>"Thank you, everypony! I'm so glad you could make it.">The crowd quieted down, apart from someone that shouted how much they loved the princesses.>Hah, what a loser.>"These past few days, our castle has had a most special guest. A remarkable and wonderful filly. She has suffered much hardship in her life and has come through it stronger and wiser.">Well, that certainly sounded like a load of horse shit.>"She was drawn to my attention when she accomplished some very impressive deeds, and has only grown on me since she has been here.">A servant gave me a nudge from behind.>I gave them a scowl, then started walking out as they made 'shoo shoo' motions.>"So, without further ado, allow me to introduce you to… Emerald Dawn!">I could hear Luna murmur under her breath, "I still think Shaded Clover would've been a better name..">They parted a little, revealing a tiny little ramp up to a pedestal.>Supposing it was for me, I wandered my way on up.
"… Holy crap, that's a lot of ponies…">I felt a jab in my back, and reflexively I jerked straighter, wings snapping wide of their own accord.>Another round of cheering and stomping hooves washed over me.>Eventually, Celestia rose a hoof to speak again.>"As I mentioned, this poor, poor filly has suffered such great hardships. Her parents and extended family had a tragic accident at a family reunion, and she had nopony to take care of her.">Who would believe that?>"So, in recognition of her accomplishments in becoming an alicorn, and since this poor orphan and I have grown so close…">She steps closer and wraps a wing around me, giving me a smile for a moment before continuing.>"…I hereby announce that I will be adopting Emerald Dawn as my very own daughter!">Wat.
"What the f-">My objections were drowned out by the cheering.>I snapped my head in Celestia's direction.>"Smile, Anon. The crowd is watching," she quietly asided to me.>A look the other way showed Luna was just as caught off-guard as I was.>"Sister, you can't be-">"OBVIOUSLY," continued sunbutt, "Emerald Dawn is still a bit young to serve as a princess to our great nation, so until the time comes when she is old enough to be coronated and take on her royal mantle and duties, I shall do my best to be a loving mother to her. I may not be a replacement for what she has lost, but I shall strive to do my best!">With that, she abruptly pulled me into a rib creaking hug.>Sounds of the crowd exploded once again.>With a final wave, our little group was led off the balcony.
"What the fuck, Celestia?">"Language, dear."
"No, really. What the hell is this?">Luna nodded in agreement. "I must admit, sister. I too am puzzled by this.">"Well, there was quite a bit of red tape around the issue, and the simplest way to cut through it all was to draw up the papers and adopt you myself. If any complications arise, I'll deal with them myself."
"Still pretty messed up, Sunbutt.">She smiled a little too cheerfully.>"Now now. Is that any way to speak to your mother? Now, come along, Emerald. There's still much to be done, including presentations, public greetings, newspaper interviews and photographers…"
"Luna! Help!">And with that, my entire week was destroyed by being dragged around alongside fusion flanks everywhere she went.
Also, note to self. A second image to serve as a bypass doesn't work here.
On some chans, you can repost an image in the same thread if you have other pictures in your post, too.
Guess it doesn't work that way here. Had to change a single pixel of it, and was too lazy to remove the bypass attempt.
"Well, I was considering going through the list of all of the typical groundhog day tropes until I found one that worked, but Pinkie got to me first. Otherwise, I've just been fucking around until now."
>"Lovely. So nothing substantial?"
"I mean… killing myself doesn't work, and neither does apologizing for a tiny, completely irrelevant, not even worth mentioning mistake that I made in the first loop."
>"I absolutely believe every word of what you just said there. But go on."
"Anyway, I'm figuring Canterlot might be a good start. I don't necessarily think the solution is going to be there, but speaking with Celestia could make this easier."
>"And of course you're going to be reaching her right at the end of the day, when she's got the most work piled up on her from meeting with so many dignitaries. All while neglecting the fact that I already have a faster means of bidirectional communication with her through Spike… who is not here with us on this many hour train trip, because how the hell was I supposed to know you wanted to talk with her?"
"Hadn't thought of that."
>"Well, maybe next time you should. Maybe tell me if something crazy is going on with you. I know it's a bit of a stretch to believe in a time loop, but I can honestly suspend my disbelief just a bit with you. You know what it's like to be a human and get zapped into another world, and I can't even imagine what it's like to get random psychic visions out of nowhere. And granted, you make a lot of mistakes - I don't know what the hell you did that first loop, but I'm certain you feel sorry about it. But you know, I feel like I can trust you just a bit. You're one of the few people I can consider a real friend on this world."
A wave of guilt starts to wash over you as you realize that the very trust Twilight is placing into you now is the same trust that you violated on your first loop by fucking with Cadance. You feel like you could cry.
We feel like crying? Lets do that. Let's confess and apologize.[ 1d100 = 71 ]
Finals are killing my creativity and there hasnt been enough creative prompts as of late itt, so kinda have to come explicitly for yall to pls gib ideas
And before you even ask, its to write, not draw, im not the other based +6 epic grade huefilly, just the common low grade one who can only boop as skill
…and there s an idea, Twilight trying to catch them all, fillies being used in arenas while the adults use their experience to train and fight others with fillies
To fillies, a game of who can pin the other down first, to adults, a money making scheme
What do yall think? Though im not sure it d be good as an one shot myself but eh, maybe a small semi-tied series of one shots? Or even finnaly try something bigger other than one shots…Opinions?
Wont be able to write until at least two weeks from now, but would be nice get ideas on the backburner or start plotting something for pokefilly
Time to boost >>153876
Also ask about the note for Pinkie and if we cant abuse Twilight status as the princess apprentice to get to talk with Celestia quicker and not waste time
Jump out the window and suicide.[ 1d100 = 79 ]
Anonfilly has to help the Mane 6 round up Discord. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0RtPuuOFdjo
Not this.[ 1d100 = 74 ]
Kill time on the train by pleasuring stallions in the bathroom. Any thoughts of guilt will be washed away by the gay. [ 1d100 = 50 ]
Negative. Then we just end up with AllNighter's concept but a shittier writefag.
Boostang[ 1d100 = 26 ]
These are trips.>>153886
I boost with them, take my power.
to Australia[ 1d100 = 95 ]
Boosting this >>153876[ 1d100 = 11 ]
I wonder if there is a mod on to banish him to Emuland.
There should be, I'm pretty sure that would count as a critical success!
>>153900>he thinks that a certain currency keeps its value between different sites or even different boards of the same site
learn to economics, you absolute meme.
>>153901>He thinks he can apply economics to a system that is intrinsically based upon chance
learn to image board, you absolute shitpost.
Alright, I have been out-shitposted. I can't think of a better comeback, so I concede for now
Wonderful!Glad you didn't take this too seriously either, there might yet be hope for humanity.
I'm not going to beat >>153876 >>153880 >>153882
but I damn well am going to try.
Use the power of feels to try to access some sort of vision as to how to get an audience with Celestia. Upon failure, try not to cry, but cry anyways. [ 1d100 = 88 ]
Well, I got close, and got 88s, so I'm happy.
The war changed the filly in ways irreversible.
i love your green so far, didn't think to respond the first time but i hope you continue this
That is one lewd filly.
I wonder who the lucky bastard is who seduced her.
That s a small Big Mac considering filly's size then, that or she s a big mare
Clearly they are the same age, and this was back when they were both hormonal foals just starting puberty.
First heat, etc, etc.
You could certainly choose worse genes to be breed with.
I like to imagine that filly's about to sit down on Twilight hard, shoving her up her vagina. The when she's deep in there Anon will seal her vagina and Twiggles will be trapped there.
Holy shit, did Nootaz draw that one?
Noice. 'Bout time we get a Filly from him.
Alright, I think I'll be able to put out regularly after this. Sorry for the wait.>>152767>You'll have to think that one over…
"Sorry, I have to digest everything you've told me. I can't promise you I can be seen with you after you get out of this shithole, but I'll be damned if I can't find a way to help you…">"Okay, thanks anyways… you never did tell me your name, I want to have something other than 'Green Savior,' if you will."
"Heh. Not only do you flatter me, but you're also rather close. My name is Green Clover, I really wish we could've met in better circumstances than this…">"These are the best I've had in months. The ponies here are really kind, the bed is warm and I was allowed to bathe. I-I used to dream about baths when I was…">You continue to stroke her mane lightly, careful not to be intrusive with your touch>At first she shied away from the contact, but over time she has begun to lean towards you ever so slightly.>You know now that what you said a few minutes ago was a lie.>There was no way you could bring yourself to leave this filly.>Be Peanut.>After a few minutes of coaxing, Clover was able to get you to tell her more.>Well, a few minutes of ear rubs, really…>The day after you first arrived was when all of the discomfort really began.>You were fed a meal of dried oats and led out into a large room.>You weren't alone in there, you were greeted by the faces of twenty fillies and colts.>Every pegasus had at least one wing tucked into their side like you did.>Of all of the faces, yours seemed to be the only one bearing an expression of confusion.>Everyone else held either a blank expression, a horrified one, or a wide-toothed grin.>You later learned that those ponies were to be avoided at all costs.>Some seemed to be capable of forming coherent sentences, others simply screeched loudly when interacted with.>All bit.>On the first day, you were optimistic.>Maybe not all of the ponies would treat you like your new father did.>Holding your muzzle high, you listened quietly to instructions given by the stallion that led you, wincing at the pain in your wing every once in a while.>As you were led out of the common area and down a poorly-lit hallway you came to a locked door which the stallion soon opened with a set of keys.>This room became your life.>Your wing was set after a few days, a powerful binding spell keeping you from using it, or as an extension injure yourself.>Bathing was a privilege you were only granted once when a bad bout of colic caused you to nearly rupture your intestines.>Clover gave you a puzzled look at that, almost like she didn't know about the dangers of colic.>In order to avoid your matted fur infecting the wound, they decided to pressure-wash you before hooking you up to the IV drips.>Even though the procedure was rather painless under anesthesia, that was just the first hoop to jump through.>They needed your blood, you have no idea why.>They would drain you until you felt woozy enough to pass out, pouring water down your throat bit by bit through a sippy cup afterwards.>You almost became excited for those days actually, you received double your normal helping of oats.>You learned not to vomit. They would just scream at you for that, so you took up humming.>They were simple tunes, but Clover still asked to listen to them.>She seemed almost entranced by you, a green snake in your proverbial basket, you weilding the flute.>…>Well it was based off of the swaying motions, but that sounded a lot better.>Over time as Clover's expressions shift from concern to anger to disgust and back again, you feel the warmth of everything starting to take you as you slowly slip out of consciousness.>…>Be the filly.>You almost want to vomit at this point as well.>Damn this wormcake of a planet…>Carefully pulling the hood back over Peanut's mane, you move slowly over to League's bed.>As she stirs, you pull over a spare stool.>"Hey, what took you so F-wording long?">Input action.
>>154003>filly will never gently touch your cock with her frog while you hold hooves
speaking of, i remembered who the last confirmed colt is
so we have moozua, fedorashy, and the last is santa pone, for this piece
thats been the global rule though
guys into fillies, grills into colts
i only mention it cause im not a horsecock craving faggot, but whatever you say, lockhe4rt senpai
Stop pretending to be a colt to make things less gay for you, filly.
15 Minutes, down.
Stop spamming our board
It was just a link in the OP, mate.
If anything goes awry we just ban some shitters, no biggie.
what's with all these fillies
Did you guys get kicked from /trash/ cause the mods thought that Anonfilly was loli?
I haven't been following the drama of this place up close since you all got /trash/ed, but I always thought the situation you all were in was crazy. Going through the /trash/ catalog makes it seem like loli and shota are a big no there.
If I recall, people didn't like that you can't use names on /trash/ and decided to move here instead. It's also nice not needing to bump the thread every hour to keep it from dying.
>>154041>can't use names
No.>>154041>bump the thread every hour to keep it from dying
Either way, This site is a step up from the shithole 4chan has become.
/mlpol/: Home of the Anonfilly
Yes, but why are you wearing clothes?
Don't forget thread archival.
Kek. Good update>>154006
This is getting pretty dark>>153913>>153958>>153991>>154003>>154047>>154048
Lots of nice new art>>154044
It says input action at the bottom for a reason, ya'know.
Sorry, kinda had a weird talk with Twilight. [ 1d100 = 98 ]
I don't often know what to suggest for the CYOAs, sorry.
>>154052>Implying it never was darker than Michael Jordan>>154006
"I met a new friend here in the hospital. She was feeling pretty hurt and lonely so I had to spend some time."[ 1d100 = 48 ]
You briefly contemplate opening a window, jumping out, and killing yourself to avoid your current sense of shame. A number of variables make you realize that this is a bad idea. First of all, Equestria's trains are not like bullet trains, and it is quite possible that you might survive in your collision with the soft and muddy terrain outside. You would be bloodied up, and probably break all of the bones in your body, but there is a chance that you would not die. Secondly, and most importantly, you'd remember everything you are currently experiencing when you wake up the next morning, plus the additional guilt of having bailed on Twilight after she requested to be let in on your problems more often. Since this is obviously a bad idea, you quickly banish it to live in Australia, so some aboriginal can instead try it out.
Another idea you consider, for a slightly longer period of time, is to confess to Twilight just what all you did on that first loop, and to apologize once again profusely. Of course, you aren't sure if the loop you are on will be your last, and so you use this as an excuse for your moral cowardice. Perhaps someday you will tell her, but today might not be the best time to do so.
Instead, you decide to turn to your future sight again. You suppose you won't be able to use them to find the exact solution out of the time loop, but with Pinkie Pie re-activating them to show you your destiny, you find it worth a try to apply them to tertiary goals. Focusing on your psychic powers, you attempt to see a means to easily meet with Celestia. To your surprise, you obtain an answer: look for her in the palace kitchens, enjoying a slice of cake. Your vision cuts out after that, however. Perhaps you may not be able to see forever into the future, but knowing that you can at least obtain a glimpse is worth shedding a tear of joy.
Twilight looks at you, somewhat confused at the fact that you have tears in your eyes and a smile on your face, and you have been silent for the past ten minutes.
>"Is something the matter?"
Okay, NOW it's time to give Twilight your best hugging, while exclaiming your success, your deep appreciation for Twilight's existence and friendship, and firm disappointment in how Celestia can't stick to her diet. [ 1d100 = 30 ]
Fuck. Wasn't expecting that to work. We might have an actual chance this loop. Just hug the purple and try not to cry.
"Nothing you, fucking spook."[ 1d100 = 64 ]
Hug twiggles and tell her what you saw in your vision.[ 1d100 = 36 ]
>>154066>Break all the bones in your body>Not die
More proof Reuben knows jack shit about compound fractures.
Filly is a college dropout and doesn't know shit about compound fractures either.
You can certainly tell what the people want.
Well, you wouldn't die immediately, it would just be a prolonged, painful affair.>>154066
Say "Not a single thing" while continuing to grin like an idiot.[ 1d100 = 13 ]
And based on prior context, neither do you. Using lack of character knowledge as an excuse to cover up your own is a poor writing habit.
Drunk filly riding on a bouncy Pinkie Pie
Filly fucking with the royal gaurd the castle.
I can't deny that.>>154076
I don't think we've had a filly manning a lemonade stand/hug stand yet.
I'll fucking have him
Tearful filly standing over the broken pieces of her Buck Rogers action figure.>>154075
Just one word, "immediately," would have fixed the sentence. It's not worth getting on his case for that.
Tearful filly standing over the broken pieces of her Buck Rogers action figure.>>154075
Just one word, "immediately," would have fixed the sentence. It's not worth getting on his case for that.
Filly in a T-34 driving up to Canterlot Castle with a Gadsden flag on the back. View positioned behind the royal sisters
Filly on a field trip with her class, visiting the local fire department.
filly asking why she needs to eat all the eggs
filly playing vidya with anon
can always use more filly cuddling
filly with her filly
rebellious teen filly
filly drawing filly
filly stealing cookies like a faggot
a bunch of fillies in a car, driver saying, "get in faget, we're going anon hunting" or some shit
fillies holding hooves
bat filly and moth filly calling each other terrible ocs
fluffy filly with her white winter coat
comfy filly enjoying hot chocolate under a blanket
filly sneaking into karaoke bar drunk and singing linkin park songs
filly eating an eggplant, while anon looks on horrified
filly pushing over chocolate milk with twilight proudly watching
filly following zecora/zebra filly yelling "WE WUZ KANGS"
fluffy filly lying on her back with socks, waiting for belly rubs
filly in a cute schoolgirl dress
filly getting ear rubs/hoof massages/mane brushing/snootle booped/back pets
there was actually 1 idea i had before, but even after all that i couldnt remember it, fuck me
I second rebellious teen filly>"It's not a phase mom."
>>154120>filly asking why she needs to eat all the eggs
>>154120>can always use more filly cuddling>filly with her filly>filly stealing cookies like a faggot>bat filly and moth filly calling each other terrible ocs>fillies holding hooves>comfy filly enjoying hot chocolate under a blanket>fluffy filly lying on her back with socks, waiting for belly rubs>filly getting ear rubs/hoof massages/mane brushing/snootle booped/back pets
seconding these and if the bat filly and moth filly idea is drawn, I'd personally like to see each of them blushing and/or scrunching at each other
Filly having her hooves tickled and being embarrassed for laughing.
>>154120>filly asking why she needs to eat all the eggs
Fuck it, I'm seconding just from how absurd that line is.>>154140
I'm okay with this.
Anonfilly making a silly drawing of Cheerilee, and now has to sit through detention.
I am also okay with this.
Pinkie really should have stopped tickling you when you laughed so hard you started crying while trying to tell her to stop.
Anon overhearing other fillies, maybe the CMC, talking about My Big Human and how they want to go to America and have Elon Musk use science to turn them all into men.
Stealing this request, no offense.
Anonfilly overhearing other fillies, maybe the CMC, talking about that one human who ended up in Equestria, and what a hero he was to all Equestrians as he saved many with his bravery. Anonfilly can only smile as she once was that human they're talking about, yet she can never tell them for reasons.
Is assfaggot still here? He hasn't updated in a while
I wonder if CounrtyRoads and the writefag for the story with earth filly and pegafilly are hanging around; it's been a while since we've had content/updates from either of them
I also miss Killiangel - he hasn't been around since a while before the exodus from /mlp/…
Last I saw CountryRoads was maybe a month ago? I remember because he was having a bit of trouble getting onto the site using mobile, but he eventually did it.
Yeah, I think it was about a month or two ago since CountryRoads was last here with his name on, and I can't remember how long it's been since the writefag I mentioned has posted an update
It has been quite a while for each of them though, so it would be nice if they could just check in and let us know they're still here, even if they aren't able to deliver content at the moment
It's always nice to have more fillies in the thread, either way.
Why can't you just appreciate the content we're getting for once?
Tell that to Lone.
Erf-filly is still alive.
That's all I'm saying.
That's a tiny filly.
A big shoutout to all the content creators who are still here. You're what got me through seasons 5-8.
kill yourself, shill
This is one half of the reason why we hate you PTF(A)G(S).
Anonfilly already existed in several PTFG stories before that comic.
PTFG shill fuck off.
thats not anonfilly you massive cocksucking faggot, that was just the idea
dont be comparing a concept to its finished product when they're completely different.
Kiki's Fillivery Service?
For some reason, you feel so overcome by joy that you can't help but throw your arms around Twilight, and tackle her to the ground in your embrace.
"Absolutely nothing, you fucking spook."
She returns the hug and smiles, with a look in her eye that shows she knows you're hiding something.
>"I'm going to believe that for all of about two seconds."
"Okay, okay, maybe it's not entirely nothing. I got a vision, finally. I saw Celestia eating cake in the kitchen. Probably the best place to bug her."
>"That's a start. So, powers are back?"
"Somewhat. Pretty sure I can't use it to cheese the whole time loop thing to pull a solution out of nowhere."
>"Well, we can't always get what we want, can we? I guess that'll have us heading to Canterlot anyways?"
With a general idea of what to do when you reach Canterlot, and why you're heading there in the first place, you and Twilight spend the next several hours doing whatever you can to kill the boredom. In your rush to catch the train, you had neglected to bring a lunch, and Twilight in turn had neglected to bring a book (not that she had any clue that she might need one). Thus, you content yourselves with the only games you can think of that only require eyes, a brain, and the ability to talk.
Things like "I spy" and "20 questions" end up getting boring after a few hours, but you at least manage to spice things up with a good old game of "punch pony". There's no such thing as a Volkswagen Beetle in Equestria, but you do occasionally see ponies out in the countryside, and the wide variety of their coat colors make them a suitable alternative. The rest of the ponies on the train were of course off limits for naming new pony colors, but it was perfectly legitimate to use obscure color names to ensure more punches got thrown over the course of the day.
"Punch pony mauve" are the last words you hear from the game as the train begins its ascent up the mountain which hosts Canterlot. It doesn't take too much longer to reach the city, but the number of ponies you see within the mountain passes themselves is greatly diminished, in no small part to the large number of dark tunnels that cut directly through the mountain. You're pretty sure that this isn't a very efficient way to design a railroad, but then again, building a metropolis on top of a very steep mountain overlooking flatland doesn't seem like the wisest idea either, especially when many of your enemies can fly, negating its defensive utilities.
When you step off the train, you find that Canterlot looks just like it did when you left it only a few weeks ago, but somehow you get the eerie feeling as if you shouldn't be there. You aren't sure why, however, as this feeling is coming from your gut, and not your ESP. Of course, it could just be general nervousness combined with having skipped lunch.
What do you do?
Do the smart thing and remain wary of whatever could prove threatening as we make our way to Celestia.[ 1d100 = 33 ]
Fuck that was a good movie. BRB, gonna harass Select.
Gut feelings tend to be accurate, but usually only if someone else shares the same feeling. Quickly confirm or deny your suspicions with Purple before acting accordingly on your way up to Canterlot proper. [ 1d100 = 33 ]
>>154235>>154239>both rolls 33
>Finally grt this site to work, sorta>Wonder if I'm too dead to come back>Anon's say they welcome content makers>Internal debate over if I even count anymore
Fuck it. Its been twenty minutes herehttps://pastebin.com/aKP25Jn7
Can I atleast get cuddles if its good?
I like cuddles
RNGsus wants us to be safe, then.
Welcome back, I thought you were kill.
Yes please, never enough League.
I can probably combine these two, assuming no one comes out and rolls a 100 to make filly jump off of the mountain.>>154237
A dude who runs movie night on the filly Discord. It's pretty cool if you like to hang out with your fellow fillies and watch funny movies.
You absolute madman, don't jinx it!
Jump off the mountain.[ 1d100 = 6 ]
Oh yeah, forgot to elaborate. Fuck yes it's good.
Boosting this [ 1d100 = 72 ]
I'm banishing both of you to Australia. [ 1d100 = 38 ]
Fuck off, we're full. [ 1d100 = 5 ]
RNGsus says Australia still has plenty of room![ 1d100 = 88 ]
Well, if the ghost of the Fuhrer says so.
I'm not sure, I just type the stuff and He makes it happen. Praise!
Let me try. Praise! [ 1d100 = 21 ]
Bad ideas get banished to Australia. We've already banished "jumping out of a moving train", what more is "jumping off of Canterlot Mountain"?
Nah, you're doing it wrong; you have to invoke His name when you roll or else it doesn't work. Example: RNGsus wills that I roll above 50.[ 1d100 = 47 ]
…and it looks like I've lost favor.
So close, and yet so far. You now have to dress up in cute clothing and pretend to be a filly for a full day.[ 1d100 = 19 ]
No I don't.[ 1d100 = 62 ]
PTFG shill changes the source to his thread instead of the one it originated from. >mfw
so then change it back!
Wow, what a faggot.
It might be worth looking into if they do this shit often.
Knowing those faggots, it's only a matter of time.
Rip all of the anonfilly pics in the "not anonfilly" thread.>>154275>>154278
Updated source to the archive.
Of all the people the niggers in the UK could knife, they don't knife the absolute shitheel of the lot.
You all suck at rolling[ 1d100 = 50 ]
says the fag who rolled in two different ways! RNGsus only blesses the PURE of heart and mind![ 1d100 = 93 ]
My images keep getting deleted, but imnot getting B&, Anyone wanna help me out?
They left the ded filly pic, kek.
They must be having fun, if im not banned yet.
This battle going on right now is awesome.
Any bans yet? I'm shocked the thread is still up.
This has been going for over an hour with no bans? Either there are zero mods or something fucky is going on. Is scruffy letting the thread live so he can save all these fillypics?
someone take over for me plz, ive been at this for almost 3 hrs.
And this is why Twilight shouldnt allow Starlight to take Anon with her to the sleepover at Trixie's
Fucking lel, imagine being this
traumatised by a fictional character.
They're so bitter about being left behind while we went away to the cool board.
Of course, they want to be seen as cool bronies who'll "Never get off the wild ride", which to them, means never leaving 4chan no matter how Jewed it gets.
That wouldn't explain why they initiated the Exodus though.
Maybe they wanted you gone from their precious circlejerk. But didn't realize fewer members means less content.
Now they're mad because we are having more fun than them.
I heard the >ithurts generalfags were kicked off the site when someone said "Hey, Ithurts is just like Anonfilly, why only ban one", where did they go?
I think they moved to /trash/ for a while before disappearing.
They kept going until last month when the Silver Spoon story finished. Another green started up but wasn't active enough to sustain the thread by itself.>>154362
This has been going on for nearly seven hours. If it were some bitchy mod bans would have been instant, and if it was an angry janitor maybe half an hour. The only thing that makes sense at this point is a bot or a jani that secretly likes filly.
Goddamn this Celestia would drive me up the wall. Filly deserves some respect.
Even after being turned into a filly, mares still treat Anon like a piece of meat.
At least he knows its just funposting
Cant blame him for doing his job
4 F R E E
But i still wish we could still go back home, not that im not thankfull for /mlpol/, but it just isnt the same without all the fun shitposting
Rolling for a thing, dont mind this [ 1d100 = 27 ]
So what does this mean? That the janitor doesn't really mind Anonfilly, but the moderator forces him to delete it when the mod is not around to do it himself?
Probably doesn't mean anything besides there's one janitor that remembers what fun is.
Maybe the janitor know the times of the butthurt mod and just delete the thread and play "delete the filly"
before 0 fun mod appear
What do you mean filly version of that? There's absolutely nothing that says Anonfilly can't hold hooves with another pony.
I posted it in a previous Anonfilly thread, and someone did an edit to change the hooves' outline from black to green.
Ooh, okay. Then I kinda get what you meant.>someone did an edit to change the hooves' outline from black to green.
Gotta admit, I'm a little bit confused right now. I mean, black, green; what's the difference so long as it's Anonfilly?
Just saying that>>154378
is black, while>>154396
is also kinda black. So what would really change much by making one pic green while the other is black?
If her mark is on the plot, she's ready for the cock.
Doesn't rhyme reee!
If there's a mark on her rump, she's ready to bump.
I want to cuddle up with another anonfilly to stay warm on a cold day
What the fuck. pls tell me you just colorswapped someone else's art.
Looks like a swap of one of the Cake twins
Yeah, it's a shitty 2-hour recolor of an old derpi pic of Pumpkin Cake.
Gotta love how the mod only deletes the Anon Filly image, leaving everything else up.
A thought emerges in your head: in your unique situation you could try out many ways to die and tell what each one is like. Right now, you could make the absolutely insane decision to jump off the mountain that Canterlot is built upon. It's pretty deep, and you get the feeling that more than one unicorn has taken a flip off the edge of the city.
This idea, like your idea to jump out of a moving train, is immediately banished to Australia. You're not sure why you thought of it. Maybe this is what your gut feeling was warning you about, and you should definitely tell Twilight.
"Twi, you're the psych expert. Is it considered normal to be regularly contemplating suicide if you know you won't face consequences from it?"
>"Humans are incredibly curious, and I do not think you would be the only person to consider dying multiple times just to know what it's like. That said, I wouldn't recommend giving into your curiosity, especially if this is the first time we're having this conversation."
You stay silent for a few minutes into your walk towards the castle, and then decide to speak up again.
"Is it normal that I've been getting a really bad vibe about Canterlot right now? Like it's not my psychic powers, this just feels wrong."
She rolls her eyes and smiles.
>"It's because you've never done what you're doing right now before. You've stepped out of the safety of Ponyville and run off without thinking. You feel anxious, right? Like how you'd feel when you move out of your parents' house and everything just feels… kinda wrong?"
As you approach the gates of the castle, you begin to miss your father. You never really moved out of the house, and you allowed Twilight's family become like a surrogate to you. For some reason, you feel so alone, and it is suffocating.
man up and go do what's necessary![ 1d100 = 86 ]
Hurry up if you can.[ 1d100 = 61 ]
"This is gonna sound so stupid and childish…err…'foalish'…but…can you promise to not leave?" [ 1d100 = 18 ]
Go to the gardens and pray to Discord for guidance before going to look for Celestia. [ 1d100 = 51 ]
Attempted anal sex without lube?
"Twilight, we've been doing this for fourteen hours. Can I please go to bed?"
All persons have within them the power to change the conditions of their lives. Higher vibrations consume and transform lower ones; thus, each of us can change the energies in our lives by understanding the Universal Laws and applying the principles in such a way as to effect change.
In his book, "The Science Of Getting Rich", author Wallace D. Wattles talks about the Law of Perpetual Transmutation. Simply put, energy from the formless realm is constantly flowing into the material world and taking form. This energy is limitless and inexhaustible. As old forms are exhausted, they give way for new forms to emerge from the invisible hidden energy of the universe.
The energy of the Universe is always moving and transmuting into and out of form. This law of nature further tells us that energy is always in a state of motion. It will take one form, move to another form, but it's always in motion and never standing still. This law relates to the universe and our consciousness through the realization that everything seen and unseen is constantly changing. We can harness this energy and transform it into whatever form we desire, we should then realize that the energy that is with us at the moment can be focused toward good and then the things around us and within us will change for the better. The energy is flowing into our consciousness constantly, we transform this energy into whatever we choose through our focus of attention at the moment. The formless energy is amenable to being shaped by our minds.
Through learning this law, we see that change is all there is. People say "I like things just the way they are", but they are just advertising their ignorance to this important law. We must see that we are either growing or dying. Everything is always changing. Do not resist the change, if a person does then they will be going against the law and will pay. Therefore combine this with the Law of Non-Resistance.
So, we see that resisting change is resisting growing, and those people go backwards and preventing learning and continual improvement and growth with the universe. Use this law for your benefit in the way of shaping the formless that is flowing to and through you at all times into good 'causes'. Continue to improve all aspects of your life and continual grow with the changing times.
So I don't die getting rammed all the way through by a tentacle.
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gay, wheres the fun in that?