No.231233[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.
Some especially based faggot also recently compiled nearly every filly image ever created, which you can check out here: https://drive.google.com/open?id=1Bff9CRn8VVwgpxT6sU6cottQsQ3svXGI
Assess how well you fit into the filly hivemind: https://projects.fivethirtyeight.com/personality-quiz/?group=-LdS-38NvfIG9PHPrYB8>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: >>226394
Stay and enjoy the filly, friend.
Only thing worse than a namefag is a namefag who doesn't draw comics.
I can't listen to this song without thinking about how great it would be to be a filly in this scenario.
Is there something wrong with me?https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5bHimOJb-Xw
Taking draw requests.
Suck my metaphysical cock.
Filly trying to get others to acknowledge her metaphysical cock.
This kills the crab but filly.
an army of belligerent fillies taking over Equestria's equivalent of area 51
New thread means new recap. This story could rapidly change direction at any moment, so here's a summary thus far!
Pastebin Part 1: https://pastebin.com/JReEqH6G
Pastebin Part 2: https://pastebin.com/CuNuktSQ
Pastebin Part 3: https://pastebin.com/6NReU7EY
>Today's been a weird day>Actually, it's been a weird month or so, but today's especially been weird.>Not too long back, you woke up in Equestria in the body of a cute green filly>Turns out you weren't the only human who got that treatment, and after meeting up with some friends in the same boat as you, you eventually managed to break out and get back to Earth.>This was, of course, only the beginning of your troubles, as you're still ponies, and the transportation process destroyed the Elements of Harmony.>Naturally, this meant freeing Discord and Nightmare Moon, leaving Equestria royally fucked.>Today, however, you broke your existence to most of humanity on national news, and secured a ride to potentially meet some important folks in Washington DC.>That is, of course, until an airplane crashed into a hangar at the local airport.>Turns out it's very difficult to land a plane when you suddenly have hooves instead of hands.>It's also difficult to drive a car when you are much shorter than normal.>About a tenth of the population of Fargo, North Dakota (or perhaps the entire Earth's population, you're not quite sure) are now ponies.>More importantly, you now have the opportunity to speak with the one responsible - Discord - face to face.>He did it for the lulz.
oh allah, not more of this.
it's bad enough that you clog up this thread with your cyoa shit, you don't need to keep people informed likt it actually matters what the votes are. Everything is so inconsequential you might as well be asking us how we'd like sand to blow in the wind.
I request colors for that filly.
Alright, it's kind of no secret the contest failed.
I mean we got a good green out of it, but there weren't even four entries…
To not make it a fucking bitch to even meet the entry requirements, I'm going to lower the entry character count to 15000 instead of 24000.
Let me make very clear that this is characters, not words. Had a few people get confused about that.
Let me just repost the revised version so you don't have to chug your browser with the last thread, we'll have another go at this. I would've felt guilty spending that steam credit on myself anyways.
Don't disappoint me.
Here are the conditions:
>You must write a complete greentext. Any greentext, no matter how brilliantly written, must have a beginning and an end.
>Your greentext must be at least 15000 characters. For reference, that's four entire posts at exactly the character limit.
>Your greentext must be no longer than 50000 words. As much as I'd love more novel length works, save it for another time.
>Your greentext must be completed by the end of this thread.
>You must include a throwaway email in either your first and last post. DUE TO THE NATURE OF IT BEING POSSIBLE FOR ANYONE TO ASSUME YOUR IDENTITY AND POST THEIR OWN EMAIL AFTERWARDS, THIS FACTOR WILL ONLY BE NEGOTIABLE IF YOU HAVE USED A TRIPCODE TO WRITE YOUR GREEN.
>Your greentext must have been started after this post. Continuations will not be eligible.
>No colt Anon. (unless you're having someone get shot with it, heh.)
In return for meeting these conditions, you will be eligible to win no less than $20 worth of steam credit.
Other than the restrictions I've listed above, you are completely free to write whatever you want. That being said, I do have a few stupid ideas to get you started if you can't think of anything. (I would love it if you used one of these, please.)
>Fillies put on a school play, but it's "The Room" or "Manos: The Hands of Fate"
>Filly has a friend over for a sleepover, but things start to get a bit strange when strange whispers begin to come from the basement.
>You alone are "The Jailbait"; a man with the ability to turn from man to green filly to man at any time. You work for the Canterlot Police Department and solve crimes with this power.
>Saw, but all of the contestants are fillies.
>Anonfilly enters the room while Twilight is performing a delicate ritual and gets sent back in time to a land before ponies evolved. She must now fend off massive predators and try to figure out how to get back to Twilight in time for dinner.
>Twilight turns [Character from a show other than MLP] into a filly.
>Filly tries to hide/dispose of a body after she accidentally electrocutes Silver Spoon.
Oh right, and there still need to be four greens written.
You of all people should know that people can't just write on a dime. The (relative) lack of content isn't so much a result of a lack of interest, but the fact nearly all scenarios within the current scope of this topic have been done to death in the years this thread's been around. Putting a new face on an old prompt won't change that, gotta change the rules, expand the scope of filly so that there's new things to consider.
Perhaps anoncolt is wanted?
Same shit, different genitals. I don't think it would make any difference, and that's not what people are here for anyway. Most of these greens are predicated on the filly being with or around Twilight, so maybe ditching Twilight entirely for a change might stir something.
Apple Jack taking over and hosting the filly in the barn.
Introducing the filly to Celestia.
Maybe further afield than that, just a thought though, not like I'm gonna do anything about it.
I have a concept for something different, if I ever get the will to write it.
>>231338>Isn't so much a result of a lack of interest, but the fact nearly all scenarios within the current scope of this topic have been done to death in the years this thread's been around.
Yeah, no shit things have been exhausted. Why don't you stop whining about it and do something? I never required you to use my shitty prompts, maybe instead of just whining about this you could put in the effort?>You of all people should know that people can't just write on a dime.
I might have been able to pump out updates more frequently, but people just don't seem to be interested anymore. In hindsight I may have doomed myself on that, but it would be nice to get more than a single response per update. That's the only way that I can tell anybody is reading, and I feel a hell of a lot less motivated if I feel like I'm writing for just one guy.>>231341>maybe ditching Twilight entirely for a change might stir something.
It's been tried, they were just all abandoned. If you're looking for where most of the creative concepts are, dig through the early threads and cannibalize a dead green. >>231346>not like I'm gonna do anything about it.
Oh, okay then.>Pic relatedFucking Emus…
Holy shit, calm down mate, I was just airing an opinion, god damn.
Filly is actually at Area 51.
Storm area 51 and get your very own Filly!
You phrased it incorrectly then.>>231394
Stick your dick in a snapping turtle. This is the Anonfilly thread, not /dad/ or derpibooru.
>>231398>This is the Anonfilly thread, not /dad/ or derpi
I'm well aware, but filly & colt as well as futa filly are both perfectly on-topic for the Anonfilly thread
/dad/ has nothing to do with a regular distaff counterpart story or would it be considered a spear counterpart?
, and >filly manages to get the dick back
is a perfectly valid green prompt
If you're so insistent on the concept being good, you can write it. Oh wait, you've vehemently refused to greentext anything.
Oh, I'm not namefagging pointlessly. The name is a good way to establish a bit of authority.
Clever bit you did there, changing the title of that image, but you leave a veeery
distinct snail trail, Spice. (hue)
Let's take a good look, shall we?
Now keep your sperging about how much you love futas and anoncolts in the Pisscorp, and maybe I won't need to wreck your ass a second time; Harm.
(Also doesn't help your case that you're online currently.)
It's shit like this that makes me glad I'm not in the discord. What a fucking sperg. (Not you Lone)
>>231425>"The name is a good way to establish a bit of authority">"…stablish a bit of authority">In an anonymous imageboard
If fags want to talk about futas let them, just like there's piss and diaper talk and there are fags who don't like that confront it but mostly just let it be nowadays, you're not the thread so don't try and talk as if your opinion is law even if I agree with you about futa, as losing his dick is a big part of the filly being an annoying brat, or was a big part
>>231434>"…and there are fags who don't like that which confronted it but…"
Big typo there, this is what I meant
I never said my opinion was law, I'm just tired of this fag. If it were a one-time thing I would've have made a big deal out of it.>In an anonymous imageboard
Okay, you do have a point there. I've always just seen it as a bit of a risk/reward sort of thing, potentially put your reputation on the line to potentially boost your credibility.>>231438
>>231341>>231389>tfw anonfilly with different ponies has been almost my entire catalog of greens>tfw "all have been abandoned" when I'm just slow to update my longest running green
Well… I guess I can get enjoyment from when I see others have enjoyed it.>>231425
Being an ass while using a name is also a good way to ruin credibility and good will.
It's a tenuous tightrope one walks if one is going to try such things.
Yeah, not like I haven't fucked it up before. I'm pretty sure you all hate me anyways, so whatever. I have my promises to keep to the people who still care, so I guess I'll just be slowly updating my green until I finish it and fade into obscurity.
>>231425>Establish a bit of authority>On an anonymous image board
I'm sorry, but who the fuck put you in charge? Good work bringing pointless, unwarranted drama to the thread.
You may not have said your opinion was law, but your earlier post definitely acted like it
I regret drawing futa filly tbh.
I regret not sucking Filly's dick.
>>230976>Be Occult Façade>The fur, blanket, and mattress. That's all.>Her forelimbs encircling me. I still see, and feel the tear streaks compacting our fur.>I can't help, but feel happy?>No…>Relief…>And pride.
Embedded deep inside is humbleness.>At any moment he could fail.>We're actually capable of doing that.
Whenever that monster
stops being amused is when we'll be in trouble.>So what was in that box you left behind?
>Be Anonymous Shimmer (Soul #4)>Feels good to be truly alive.
Again.>Yes, again.>Campfire at night, the sound of wildlife in the distance. Nature surrounding us.>Marshmallow is on fire…
Again.>"Ah'm glad yah could make it this time, Sunset.">Still would prefer the computer, but time with friends is definitely worth it.
Hey, take a closer look at that other camp over there at that girl.
>Be The Book (Soul #2)>Nice that our soul isn't turning insideout, and thing to strangle us.
Focus on the only task we actually have at hand.>The observational data is a bit too clustered to make me think it's just chance.
Cutie marks, and how they shape Equestria society…>Also instances of the comedic effect is in action.
The tribal standoff, and hesitance to truly enslave others makes more sense now.>The theory is still rocky, but the mystery of why spontaneous food combustion is even possible still is up in the air.
Don't forget only 20% of the population causes 80% of those mishaps.>It's the Power Law creeping in everywhere.
>We're so damned bored.
We have to do something, or we'll go mad.>Being told to sit, and stay in this safe room is starting to chafe. Exercise doesn't actually do anything for the body in here. Meditation might start to deconstruct this world. Masterbation caries the same problem. Being too focused can also do it, and if we do nothing then everything will fail anyway!
Definitely a change in pace than our impromptu adventure.
>Be Occult Façade
"Well technically in a microbial biological sense it is asexual reproduction, producing a daughter…">Fancy's unamused look tells me everything I need to know.>She stresses the word so much that one might break a steel beam in an instant.>"Occult."
Don't fuck up the conversation we're a bit busy extinguishing an eldritch fire at the moment.>"Who exactly are you?"
"Uhh, ummm. Well I have the memories of just after seeing the pink, magenta, slime monster, but I also know partially first hand, and second han- hoof the memories from myself kinda…">"I've just had two ponies that trusted me disappear. One was most definitely an lovecoltian being! The other was another old alien stallion who has the knack for finding trouble that looks like a filly. She changed after that ritual, but…">The bed, blanket, sheet and limbs now feel constraining. Is that anger? Is that worry? Or something else?>She pulls back slightly. Oh. Oh!>That's a deep kiss.>She said she loved me…>I led her to think the Occult she said those words to died. Now is a good time for my real name.
"I remember your special words that night. I love you too Fancy Pants.">I am ANONYMOUS, and we are many.>Wait, did that activate a red flag that lead to our/his demise, and sacrifice?
Oka- woah! Deep breath now! Pay attention Casanova.>Breathing deeply suddenly her mouth is connected with mine.
Out through your nose because it sucks when is someone breathing down your throat.>Hey didn't Twilight say something similar? In the show?
Old memory, but yeah. We'll have to look into that.
After we finishing mending fences with Fancy Pants.
>Mending fences all morning long.
>Be Soul #5>Good news grass is edible, and we won't starve to death.>Tastes terrible, but figuring out locomotion, and how to use these damned hooves makes anything else hard.
Just have to move those specific muscles.>How exactly do I do that? The batshit crazy me doesn't have any experience doing anything in this body.
Ah, right good point. Relax a bit, or enter a hypnotic state. We'll get the body moving. That way you'll feel what goes on.>That's not a bad plan.
>Be Anonymous Shimmer (Soul #4)
The one with the blue hair.>The pinkish one, or the yellowish one?
Pink.>Is that a chess piece?
This world isn't the one we know. Just keep an ear to the ground.>"Psst, Anonymous why are you creeping over here leering at those fi-girls?">Fucking. Sunset. Too silent for her own good.
"Potential problem for later.">I'm turn on the animal channel about equines.
That's a bit too mean.>Sigh. I've been too on edge after that… encounter.
We can't stay in the past. You know the problems that causes.>We'll prepare.
>Be Occult Façade>Wow, one thing to experience it second hand, hoof, another to actually do it.
She's more… excitable now.>Oral skills don't fail me n-
"Ah.">Can't believe I flinched when her clit winked.
It bopped us right in the snoot we are fucking saving that to treasure for a very long time.>Her smile is worth it.
>Be Soul #3>Paralyzed from torso. Can't move my limbs.>"Yes. That's our daughter officer."
"Who are you pe-ponies?!">"You don't remember us sweetie?">Any idea what's going on?
No. No memory of them at all.>You don't think they are trying to steal foals right?
The temporary extra hospital guard has a bag now on her. This doesn't look too hot.
"Sorry, ma'am I can't remember strangers I haven't met yet. Hey! Fellas-">Is that a needl-
>We're in a hole in the wall. Both as the establishment, the situation, and quite literally. Stomach facing the ground as we are on a plank of wood. A well sanded one.>"Rise, and shine for your new life. You're about to become a real mare now.">Tail is attached to a rope connected to the wall.
Sorry Lone, been hashing out the main greentext for a while.
I'll try to write something for it. I can't say much for quality, but I'll try.Taking the Power Law into consideration… well only (You), that means everyone, can break the cycle. 20% of Anons produce 80% of the content. This statistic is unverified. You too can become the 20%.
Then become a colt instead. faggot.
But that's not how becoming the filly works. As much as I might like it to be different…
Don't be greedy, you can't have the best of both worlds. So become a filly and have a pussy, or become a colt and have a dick. Not both.
Looking foward to the next installment.>>231330>Twilight turns [Character from a show other than MLP] into a filly.Imagine, if you will Aku (from Samurai Jack).
As a powerless filly. It's technically an Anonfilly story, for the tropes this specific character crosses, but in a different way. Shapeshifting is nothing new, neither is genderbending for Aku. But a being with immense power, and immortality losing both is shocking. While being able to be actually hurt by anything. Not just by the sword.
The comical character interactions with nearly all characters should be considered.The true knife wrenchingly painful twist is that he/she succeeds in the end. The world view of nearly all the characters are shattered. The betrayal after so long and so deep a relationship hurts.
It's up to the author how the ending actually ends, because Aku actually did succeed in controlling the world, multiple worlds. He is older than most beings in Equestria, but he's on limited time, due to being mortal.>>231492
Why not both, and double the problems?
I mean, I'd just want the horsecock, whether I could choose or not.
what the fuck I want an akufilly story now
Anon, I don't think you understand. That's just flat out not how it works.
If you're a dude you become the filly, and if you're a chick >inb4 ">implying women on the internet"
you become the colt.
Please refer to this helpful infographic if you still don't understand.
>>231499>dictating the rules of a fictional scenario as fact.
>>231501>Brushing thread beggings aside because "Muh choices"
Did you also know that filly is a filly?
Nothing slows down filly. Just keep accelerating until you can phase right through it.
I can't speak for Lone but coddling and comforting doesn't really help me. Just makes me silently wonder what it is that compels that person/those people to do it. Why they choose me specifically. What I did to earn it. Why they won't just leave me to my solitude or offer something actually substantial in improving me or my life. Whether I really deserve said substantial improvement or karma has nothing good in store for a wretch like me.
Looks to me like the bottom middle one is filly.
That being said, >diaperfags
Well, I for one don't consider myself able to sufficiently provide substantial assistance to anybody in such need
, and I greatly enjoy being comforted.
Pinkie Pie was a clearly better comic relief, if you were being honest with yourself. Unfortunately, now that Discord's here, you're kind of forced into a corner. You have no idea whether you'll be able to make it back to Equestria by any other means, so using whatever favor he's offering to get there seems like the best option. You look towards your friends.
"You guys have anything you want to do before leaving? I was thinking about catching up on the show a bit so we can figure out some strategies."
They look fairly dumbfounded. "You're kidding, right?" asks Twilight. "We just got here, none of us have had any chances to meet up with our loved ones… and also, you're going to just trust an unreformed Discord at his word?"
Discord does a backstroke through the air, sloshing it around like it was somehow a liquid instead of a gas. "What's there to be distrusted," he muses. "I'm bored and could use a game. You all want to stop me and fix everything, so what's a single wish from a rival? Well, within reason of course. Like I said, I can't die."
I find it hard to enjoy being comforted. Whenever I let myself get comforted or relaxed, something bad happens. Or I just get more neurotic and self conscious than usual and end up pushing them away.
"We're going back, and that's that, Diana. It was a mistake for us to leave to begin with, and we're fixing it before we do anything else."
(to Discord now) "Bring all six of us back to equestria, restore the elements and help us deal with Nightmare Moon and Chrysalis. Do that and we'll give you all the fun and games you want."
when negotiating, start high and work your way down to what you really want. In order to deal with everything, we only need the elements and to be back innaquestria. by taking on the extra two conditions, we have bargaining room.
Still sounds stupid to me. But I'm just some minwage faggot.
Sorry for all the fucking drama, ugh…
Have a song that always makes me think of filly when I listen to it.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=drjwLGW1xfc
and I'm just a dumbass in community college parroting stuff he heard on this site. We're all disappointments in our own ways.
It couldn't hurt to at least give Diana some measure of closure, right? I mean, I personally doubt that we'll solve the humankind-into-ponykind issue simply by fixing Equestria.Plus even with us returning, we still wouldn't have a plan to figure how to get around the lack-of-Elements issue.
>>231555>Filly gets stuck taking care of Twilight>She no longer has the time to have playdates with any other fillies>Constant diaper changes in the middle of the night destroy her sleep schedule>Starts falling asleep in class, grades don't drop because filly but she starts to get teased about it mercilessly>No income, has to get a part-time job working at a grocery store where everyone treats her like shit>Filly's second childhood is effectively utterly ruined
To Twilight "Discord is an ass, reformed or unreformed, but at least he's consistent in that way. He'll probably get us back to Equestria just fine, but we'd be on our own from there. Like he said, he can't fix the elements. Even if he's not being entirely honest about that, it follows that a being of pure chaos wouldn't be able to perfectly repair or re-create items imbued with magical harmony. You had a chance to call your family, and you passed on it. Come to think of it, Discord could probably take us right to anyone that we want to see. Or the front door of where they are, if you don't want to suddenly appear in front of them. No plane needed. Like I said, if you have anything you want to do before we go back to Equestria, this is the time to do it." To Blossom "Hannah, you said you miss your mom, right? Do you want to see her before leaving? Or would it be too painful to see her in-person, and then have to leave again?"
>>231572>All of the Green.>Twilight's parents finally see what the fuck is up.>Spike was on a trip to the Crystal Empire, or Dragonlands or some shit.>Equestria Mail failed/they only just got it.>They take her off filly's hands.
You could end it here with an unsatisfying ending. But…>Twilights friends are no longer too busy for filly.>They don't like filly.>Find out Twilight disappeared.>They don't quite trust filly.>Failed interrogation.>One or a couple of them heads to Canterlot. For personal reasons.>Tensions are high, and rising.>Breaking point event.>Due to the above event either Filly snaps, or the other ponies snap.>Filly has a bad time.>Twilight comes back when everypony is at their lowest moment.>That'sNotFriendship.png
Skip to we learned our lesson everything is all hunky dory now. If you want the ending to be predictable.>This bit is where the inversion of the inversion happens.>There is now a reason why Twilight will stick with filly. Filly at this point in time is on the edge. In both body, and mind.>Rebuilding ARC. All the characters should grow as people. The interpersonal conflict should in theory expose, and highlight their flaws.>They either deal with it, or try to work on a way to prevent that.>Fillyfication part 2 electric boogaloo.>Filly once again has to take care of another turned pony.>This part should show what changes the ponies made. Good, or Bad. The Consequences of what those choices mean.>Either end it with a message, cliffhanger, or a sequel.
Something like that.
I-I don't suppose you're going to write it yourself?
>>231500Filly kart stats:
Speed [ 1d5 = 2 ]
Acceleration [ 1d5 = 3 ]
Grip [ 1d5 = 5 ]
Turbo/nitro [ 1d5 = 4 ]
Anyone feel free to use it. I don't have enough time atm to write. I'll be more time constrained when next fall school cycle begins, too. Plus more than two greentexts at a time other than one shots, and even then…
>Spd II>Acc III>Grp IIIII>Ntr IIII
Not bad, agile and nimble, but when you need it to go for it it just says no and keeps at cruising pace, lazing around just like filly
—————-->Be Anon>Twilight subscribes you to take part in the Ponyville derby race>You hate being forced to do kids shit against your will>But cant say you re not looking forward to this>There's one week to go and Twilight has already built you a cart>It looks great, but you dont think Twilight knows anything about aerodynamics>Or anypony else from what you saw…>Blocky, positive cambered wheels, and a huge wing>No, really, that thing must be a full sized table in the back>Checking inside, you see that there s barely space for you to go in>Much less for her, if she wanted to test anything>Which means its one of those untested projects of hers>You shiver after thinking on the last potion's effects>Also there s a big red button….>Which does nothing after pressing>Meh, not like you could do much now>Or could you?
>Its race day>Aand Scootaloo totally got this>Her kart looks like something straight out of an old f1 race>Good thing karts dont have an engine>You dont want to know what purple would ve put in yours since its already so bulky>Magic powers the wheels of each vehicle so its not like its needed anyway>At least you re not Dinky>You fear for the filly who hits her on the edges of her literal box>You get to the registration box and see that you will start almost in the back of the pack>You know they wanted to put you in dead last though>Being signed in by the princess herself would mean that she d put all her knowledge for you to win>If only they know how bad this kart looks to be…>4th to last isnt too bad though, but you dont think you can win this>Twilight gives you a hug as you start to push your kart to your position>Getting to your grid spot you notice snips ahead of you and snails right behind>And you just know you re going to have a bad time…
Rolling for event 1, 2 and 3, writing as we go[ 1d20 = 6 ][ 1d20 = 15 ][ 1d20 = 19 ]
>>231663Grid position 16/20>Arriving at the grid, you take a deep breath to get on the groove>But both Snips and Snails come at you trying to get a taste of filly>Either they re masochists or just like bitchy mares>Probably both, considering Trixie>But after she downgraded her act of being the best at everything, both of them orbited straight towards you>Y-you re not bitchy though right?>Getting back at the real world you see that both of them are already in from of you, waiting for a response>You give them your trademarked fuck off and turn around to get in your car>You swear if this was RGRE these guys would be the equivalent of thots>Worse of all is how they think they re so smart, "whispering" behind you as if you couldnt hear it>You cant help but cringe at the remarks, as both of them move to their own karts>You…you seem to be stuck upside down…>Only now you remember how tight was the space for you around>No way you could manoeuvre there, but you didnt think your tush would be stuck outside like this>You squeak a silent help, but hear the first beep, telling everyone to get off the track>Its going to start and you re showing your tush to the world>OH NO>Frantically shaking, you try to remove yourself and sit down properly>Another beep rolls and you hear a pop, indicating that you re free>But you re outside the kart and the race is about to start>Do you even need to turn it on or som->Pinkie's party cannon rings in the distance, and the whizz of magic can be heard all around you>This is almost like electric racing>But without time to look around, you jump on top of the hood to fall down in your seat>Only to find the hole is too small for your tush indeed>It had to be a frame fit bodywork didnt it?>Fucking purple, why!?>As if she finally noticed your troubles, you see the purple sparkles of Twilight's magic envelop you>And with a pop, you re inside of the kart>Expecting it to be tight, you're surprised to see that it has enough room for your upper body to move>Looking at her, she tilts her head to the side twice, indicating that you should go already>Fuck, right, the race>Everyone already launched, so its just you sitting back here>You dont see anything to turn on the magic, so you just step on the pedal>It launches surprisingly smoothly>Fucking magic shit…Position 20/20
>The first corner is a lone experience>You ve fallen too far back with the start fiasco, but you hope the changes you made work well>A swirling S section is the first test of them, where you have enough speed>Putting the wheel axles upside down meant that the positive camber became negative, no doubt exponentially improving the grip>Its not as tight mounted either, since you re a filly and cant do magic like purple to tighten the screws>But that also means there may be more body roll…>Yet, you decide to go for it and not release the gas>And surprisingly… your kart grips, without even kicking the back out>It did so well, in fact, that you felt like you were going to be thrown out>You mark on your mind a reminder to thank purple for the hole>You almost fail to notice the 5 car pile on the side, containing Snips, Snails and a few poor souls>Those unlucky enough to be in the range of their shenanigans are already giving up>But the two trouble makers are trying to take their car back into the race>After the shock of the amount of grip, you take a deep breath and try to focus>There's a long race ahead>And perhaps, your tune may just give you a chance to catch back upPosition 15/17
>Pushing hard didnt seem to wield many results>You were just too far back>But you did catch up with Dinky>Poor girl is having a hard time with her kart>When you were catching up with her you saw it do almost everything in corners>Small left corner? Drift time>Bumped a pebble? Time to stay on two wheels>Need to break? How about a front flip?>Well, it didnt do it in the last one, but you swear it could if she rammed on those breaks>After a lot of fighting you finally caught up>You…are not sure how you are going to pas cleanly…>She's using all the way from one hay bale to the other to control her->You dont know what came into you, but as you come into a tight right hander, you move to the outside lane>Dinky didnt even move to defend, so when she breaks, you find yourself under her kart>If she releases the break now her kart will no doubt fall right into your head>But you re too deep into this to move>There s just no way to leave now without damage, and you re committed into making this work>A quick glance up sees the rough edge of her box coming down on you>But, with her kart being sideways, trying to turn, it misses you and just scratches the side of your car>Thus, using the grip of your car, you blast past her in the outside, not giving her any chance of coming back>Yet, there's still a lot of ground to cover…Position 14/17
Event 4, 5 next[ 1d20 = 13 ][ 1d20 = 6 ]
Not sure how many more will do as it may get stale, dont know how deep into racing should go either as im not sure how many people likes racing but will try to make at least one more post after this one
Also not spell checking, as its already taking a bit to "do it live" per se, so I'm sorry for glaring errors
And if anyone's curious about Dinky's kart stats i thought as something like this,
So if not for the 19, it d be a hard time overtaking her fairly
>>231673Position 14/17>Last corner comes around>Besides Dinky, there is no sign of anyone yet>Well, you can see Silver Spoon and you're definetly getting closer>But as the grid straight comes around, you find that you have no speed>Slowly, you see Silver Spoon and whoever's ahead of her pulling away>With a couple of expletives you look around inside>Only to find the red button>There's a purple bar that wasnt there before…>In the blink of an eye, you shoot your hoof forward to press it>You noticed something shining down there as you drove>And while its not full, it does have more than half bar in the tank>Just how did you forget about this!>As soon you hold it down the kart pulls you back>You quickly gain speed and start to catch up with the competitors ahead>But before the straight is done the charge is depleted>You start losing speed, getting back to what you were doing at the start>But its still enough to have gained ground before the first corner comes around once morePosition 14/17
>You dont even lift when the first corner rolls around>Having gained enough confidence, you try to push your kart to its limits>The tight confines of the kart keeps your filly body steady as well>And, as result of that, you catch up with Silver Spoon quickly she may as well have stopped>Taking an alternative line, you easily sweep by Silver Spoon on the S>Twist, who was ahead of her, also had no chance as you overtake her right after>You're feel like a dare devil which nothing can stop its charge>You close your eyes and let out an "Awooo", a massive grin filling your face>But as soon you open up your eyes, you see Snips car right in front of yours>The bulky frame of your kart takes the impact well, only having to correct its direction while losing some time>The same cant be said for Snips>His kart spirals out of control, tumbling on the grass before going out of your vision
"He'll be fine…" - you say to yourself>But you cant help but shrink inside of your cockpit, in hopes that no one saw it…Position 14/16
>Laps two and three goes by quickly, without much more happening>The kart is shaking a bit, but besides that its holding nicely>And while you re not doing many more daring turns, compared to the others you've passed, you re still doing well>Almost like you re racing against kids>Heh…>No wait, now you feel bad>Though you are a kid in their eyes so whatever, blame purple>Being alone in the track for so long, you decide to try drifting a corner>As soon the back stepped out, the whole kart tried to do a barrel roll with its grip>You grip your wheel as best as you can, and swear to not do it again>On the good side, you may still get yourself to a good place>Focusing on the track, you dont know how many fillies you've passed by, but there mustnt be many more ahead>Maybe you can still win!>You giggle at that, noticing that you're losing focus>So, with a shake of your head, you get back to trying to catch up the racers aheadPosition 9/15
You know how this works by now[ 1d20 = 12 ][ 1d20 = 5 ][ 1d20 = 15 ]
>>231683Position 9/15>4th lap rolls by>You're tired>The group ahead of the last one are too far ahead and you never seem to catch up>And to make matters worse, a few pegasi have gathered a few clouds and are placing them above the track>You really hope they dont do this>Its only around the middle of the lap where you finally get to the next kart>Easily you overtake Rumble in the same hairpin that you went for Dinky>But he surprisingly puts up a fight, and pass right back over thanks to your low top speed>You grin evil-y, finally meeting someone to match>You know you can take him on the corners>And the next ledge has 3 tightening right corners, ending on a left turn>So pulling to his left, you brake late and get side by side>He looks at you surprised, not expecting you to be there>You, in turn, scream at him with your smuggest grin
"Alright colt, lets see how much of a man you are!">Wheel to wheel, you take the right corner by his side>You probably could ve passed him if you went right over, but you want some action>So, true to your words, you squeeze him to the limit of the track>After the end of the second corner, he barely has any room left in the road>You squeeze him for all that he is worth, staying side by side the entire way>But at the middle of the last right turn, his rear wheel steps out>Sliding straight into yours>With your kart shaking as it was, you couldnt react fast enough as you go for a spin in the dirt road>If it was the cobble part, you d have rolled over without a doubt…>Rumble, thanks to hitting you, is fine and takes the left turn alone>Yet, you two manage to lock eyes once more>The look of shock on his eyes was delicious>The things you d do to that co->Eww, gay, fuck this shit>You use a bit of the boost to get back to the race, grunting in annoyance>It doesnt take long before you catch him again>But this time you elect to zip past his kart>Fuck this filly body…Position 8/15
>You were getting to the last corner to open your last lap when a rumble rolls around>Not Rumble, a rumble>You were unable to concentrate ever since the accident>Almost as if a fog was filling your senses>Thankfully someone decided to throw water at you to help you focus>Or rather, rain>Yep, last lap rain>Fucking great>But if it started as you went to the last corner, then you must be close to the first place>Looking ahead, you see only two karts ahead of you on the pit straight though>And both of them are slowing down>Well, you think they are at least>Your kart isnt really great at straights and both of them are going this slow…>You pass them without even using the boost>Something is uUP!>As soon you get past, a roadblock fills your vision>You dont have time to swerve as you T-bone Diamond Tiara's kart full speed>She ded>Or so you thought, her kart didnt even bend in the end>Thank god for magical kart structures>What s not good is how you flew into the air from that>Doing a full front flip, you once more list to thank Twilight for the size of your kart hole>The kart lands on its back before coming forward harshly, crashing down on its weakened axle>And since it was not as tight as Twilight first made it to be, it came right off taking with it its two front wheels>Internally, you clap to whoever thought making it rain in a kids race was a good idea>Externally though…well>Body: shaking, locked in place, check>Eyes: forcibly closed shut, unable to open even when standing, check>Hooves: gripping the wheel and pointlessly pressing turbo as if it'd help any>Yep, just fine>You try to relax after finishing the checkup and realizing you're still alive>You stay inside your kart though, just in case…Position ??/14?
>A few minutes later Cherilee appears beside your kart>She looks you over, touches your head and then looked inside>After seeing that you're fine, she says that its alright to get out, before rushing to what you assume are the other wrecks behind>Of course, when you said you decided to stay inside you even forgot that couldnt even leave in the first place>Which is quickly reminded as your rear gets stuck when you try to get up>You swear you're not fat…>Blame purple>Talking about the devil, she teleports beside you and pulls you up for a hug>Even with her alicorn strength, she cant release you>But she hugs you either way, glad that you're fine>Dropping you, she goes back with Cherilee to check on the other fillies>Trying to sit back down, you find your self stuck in place>Twilight seems to actually have bound you with her pulling>Fucking purple>Your kart is not directed at any other racer, so you have no idea whats going on>All you can do is wait for Twilight to remember to teleport you out…>Turning your head, you're surprised to see Rumble approaching>Your eyes bulge, surprised, as your heart starts hammering>T-this is fucking gay, stop>"Hey">That is all he says>Hey>You wish you were in a more dignified position, instead of presenting yourself to the world behind>Remembering that only makes you blush harder
"Hi" - you say, not trusting yourself to speak
>All you want to do is screech and tell him to fuck off like Snips and Snails
>This shouldnt be too hard
>"So you need any help or-"
"I swear if you touch me you'll need a hoof implant to fix and replace what i'll do to your leg"
>"Okay, okay, geez"
>Why is he still here…and smiling…
>"I just wanted to say sorry for spinning you out, you know, when you pushed me to my limits…?"
"Whatever, we're cool"
>"Thanks, just, it was so scary but so much fun…"
>You tuned him out, losing yourself on his face
>The way his cute snoot moved as he talked
>The way his hair flowed under the low drizzle, the rain slowly stopping
>You need Twilight to find a fix for you, pronto!
>>231697>Getting back from your daydream you find yourself smiling, and shake your head to take off the dumb face and free your thoughts>"…so congrats on the first place, we-we will talk later okay?">Before you can say anything he had already ran away>Not like anything would've come out, as you re stunned from what you heard>You..you cant believe it>Talk later? Did you just mindlessly agree on some kind of date with a colt?
"REEEEEEEEEEEE">After venting out, Twilight finally seemed to remember about you>"Sorry Anon, I had my plate full helping other fillies and forgot to take you out of there"
"Fuck you">"Love you too">With that she too went away>You sit down and absently rub your flanks, hurting from being pressed down so much and glad to finally be free>Y-you're not fat>Unless pony plots are how fat is stored on ponies, not bellies>Its only then that something makes itself know on your brain from the earlier conversation
"F-first?">And for the first time, you look at the kart-nage behind>Scootaloo must've made a strong move as the rain came down, as her kart is tangled with another>But for the rest, its just a pile of pony karts>Besides yours, which flew right over>Someone must've hit your rear to launch you like that>Giving you the track position and the win>You cant bring yourself to smile though>Because no matter what happened today, one thing is certain on your mind>Perhaps you should walk and exercise outside more…>Even if you are definitely not fat
>Only three words.
>That's all she ever says.
"What are going to do chief?"
>"Our jobs. Lock 'er up."
>Day in, and day out the filly stalked after the other green fillies, hewmans, and the occasional colt.
>It isn't easy being law enforcement. So close to bad guys, and danger.
>Especially in a place like ponyville.
>What! A-and th-thats not true. Right. She just says it like it's nothing.
>The so called anonymous herd was called that for multiple reasons. Files filled with words,and phrases that would make you sick.
>The shadows, and behind coats in the closet could be an orgy, or worse. At any moment a cry could sometimes be heard.
>Dear Celestia the collectables, enchanted comics, and l-lewd material they have.
>They seem to always be in estrous.
>Wet, and hard respectively. I don't know how they are able to get anything done.
>Everything is fine.
>"Now I understand the appeal of having a dick Anon."
>"Ahh! Shu-oh! Shut u- AHH! Shut up, and rut me harder!"
>"Kill Yourself Pedophile!"
>"Suck my dick faggot!"
>"How about you asphyxiate on her semen."
>"I brought the futa plushy. Oh, hey miss guard would you like the second turn?"
>No bickering, and no death threats. Just for a moment for me.
>This is pretty fun to watch.
>They actually brought feathers into the cell.
>My job is to specifically keep her from escaping, and making sure she is fine.
>"This change isn't as bad as I thought it would be."
>"Hey, you've been pretty chill with us how about you come and fuck my sister?"
>"hah Ped- hahahohohaa."
>Spite isn't a good motivator, but I am starting to feel an itch. I've been wondering what a human penis looked like.
"Sure thing, after my shift is over."
Just like clockwork, I've still got the touch.
>All the green fillies with "?" "?" = <Pic attached> have been sent to a special rehab center>We've also recovered a few orange ones and a unique aqua variant>She keeps screaming something about pearl, but we dont know what that means>Perhaps its the place where can find more like her>Either way, they have been classified as a danger to pony community and must stay in lockdown at all times>The best pony minds of Equestria have been called to research how they came to be>But none can find out why, when or what their cutie mark means>Twilight herself seemed apprehensive during her visit and refused to partake in the research>We are unsure if her reaction is from her being the princess of friendship along with these fillies unruly nature>Or because these fillies almost buried her alive under a green mantle of fur whilst calling her mom>Our lastest attempt of research was a trial to see how well a single of them could behave alone>A single filly has been sent out to live with ponies during a set time>But even alone, she had to swiftly be recovered, for harmony sake>We are planning on picking another, better mannered filly for a second run>Perhaps our research will find better intel this time around>May Celestia's sun guide us all>End of report
Date: March 6, ███
Interviewee: Green Earth Filly Number 27
Interviewer: Dr. Bright Lights
Dr. Bright Lights: Good Morning Number 27.
Green Earth Filly Number 27: That isn't my name.
Dr. Bright Lights: Then what is it?
Green Earth Filly Number 27: █████████.
Dr. Bright Lights: Alright then, █████████. Can you tell me anything about how you got here?
Green Earth Filly Number 27: They put me under, it was just a minor procedure. In the following days, the snippets I got when I was barely conscious painted a picture. Doctor, do you know what it's like to die? To fade out into evanescence, so peaceful, only to be thrust back in right as you're just starting to completely fade?
Dr. Bright Lights: I can't say I do. Is that why you attempted suicide with your plastic spork?
Green Earth Filly Number 27: No, you dumb fuck. I did that to get your attention, so you'd give me an interview.
Dr. Bright Lights: You did something that would cause you to be deemed mentally unfit when all of our other interview candidates showed little to no apparent damage?
Green Earth Filly Number 27: It worked, didn't it?
Dr. Bright Lights: Now about this whole death thing, beyond the vei-
Green Earth Filly Number 27: He's coming. That's all you need from me.
Dr. Bright Lights: Who's-At this point, SCP-████ terminated Dr. Lights. Despite being spattered with viscera, Interviewee did not seem fazed. Post-incident testing with █-Block psyonic barriers revealed no integrity loss over the past [Data Expunged] they have been operational. Filly Number 27 is currently undergoing classification testing for SCP status.
This is good shit, thanks for the surprise green Hue. Happy you're writing more often.
I wrote a mock ~SCP entry in my main green
From the archives of the Tolerate, Befriend, Love Foundation
Item #: TBL-51-LLY
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: TBL-511-LY is to be primarily housed in [REDACTED] under the care of [REDACTED]. TBL-51-LLY must wear a restrictive magical collar (Hereby referred to 51-LLY-1) magically sealed around her neck at all times. 51-LLY-1 is used to automatically implement Containment Protocol Compassion-1, releasing an incapacitating electrical shock to 51-LLY whenever thoughts regarding extradimensional awareness or acts of betrayal are detected. Non-Foundation ponies are to be told that TBL-51-LLY-1 is worn to prevent and minimize epileptic seizures, as strong electrical feedback causes spasms in TBL-51-LLY; this is supported by medical evidence published by the Foundation to ensure secrecy. As of 2/25/854, TBL-51-LLY-1 has been modified to release electricity sub-epidermally, removing any chance of electrocution to herself or others. Failure of TBL-51-LLY-1 could result in a BK-Class Foundation Reveal event, and thus must be checked weekly.
TBL-51-LLY must be regularly supervised by ponies of Class-2 mental stability or higher, excluding schooltime and designated playdates. TBL-51-LLY has frequently shown great prowess in acts of deception and manipulation, and is not to be bargained with under any circumstances. Discussions regarding politics, ethics, and personal issues are to be avoided at all costs, as TBL-51-LLY frequently used these topics to confound and disbalance ponies, forcing them to re-examine their worldview and themselves, giving her ample opportunity to escape or manipulate further.
However, TBL-51-LLY has shown to also be vulnerable to both strategic and emotional manipulation, which is to be exclusively applied by Princess Twilight Sparkle upon containment failure or under reasonable cause. Additionally, TBL-51-LLY has shown mild fear of large bodies of water after Incident 51-LLY-E.
Addendum: TBL-51-LLY is not to interact with [REDACTED] or her family outside of a strictly controlled environment under any circumstances, for both her own benefit and the prevention of a CK-Class Restructure of Equestria event.
Princess Sparkle is exclusively authorized to use any means necessary to punish or control TBL-51-LLY. Any attempts to harm TBL-51-LLY not authorized by Princess Sparkle or a majority vote of the P-5 Council are to be met with deadly force.
Description: TBL-51-LLY is an extradimensional being summoned by [REDACTED] on 10/2/854, incarnated as a notably small and extremely cute green filly with a black mane and tail, aged around nine years old. TBL-51-LLY's biology is identical that of a typical filly, both internally and externally.
Her personality and mind remain intact from her prior existence; thus, TBL-51-LLY has exceptional prowess in the fields of math, language, and sciences due to experience in her false form. However, memory leakage is occurring at a logarithmic rate, having nearly stabilized as of this writing; 'core memories', such as that of loved ones or frequent locales, have degraded to a point near inaccessible.
Anon frequently uses terminology and phrases unknown to any sentient organisms found in Equestria, undoubtedly from her prior existence in Universe 34R-7H. Upon asking TBL-51-LLY about her word choice, she usually responds "Lurk moar faget", assuming Princess Twilight Sparkle and a bar of soap are not present. Otherwise, TBL-51-LLY's response is "Google it"." What 'Google' is is unknown, but a link between it and the mathematical term 'googol' is suspected.
Additionally, TBL-51-LLY is emotionally unstable and will frequently alternate between desires for independence and self-sufficiency, and the need for comfort and love. This is likely due to internal conflict, wherein her adult mind fights against the natural instincts of a child; it is also possible that this stems from a lack of attention from her caretakers in her original dimension.
TBL-51-LLY represents a significant threat to Equestrian society should Operation Nurture return no result, but the likelihood of such an outcome is calculated to be less than point one percent. Regardless, TBL-51-LLY is not to be underestimated nor ignored.
Isn't this the third time you've posted this?
Crouching filly, hidden QT
Was bored and sick today, decided to start a pony game by dropping a horse in existing Unity stuff.
It's more "awkward teenage mare" than filly due to slapping mare animation's on a filly model, but eh.
V0.01 here : https://mega.nz/#!8FMFgACT!jPo2MYAgByJnq9YSxd_Wiwr-sUHWQI4gtiHW6MSRs6Q
V0.02 should bring the lootboxes and battle royal mode.
She may be a grumpy green faget, but she's a cute
grumpy green faget!
>>231883>That last pic
>Filly is out in a forest>Camping out with two other fillies>They need a break after everything they went through so far>Its late at night and all of them are getting ready to lay down, snuggling for warmth>Suddently the ground starts shaking>Booming steps and trees snapping follow>Before long, a wall of green starts closing on them>The black hair and shining eyes on the moonlight dont lie>Its a gigantic filly, bigger than anything they've seen before, arriving to crash the party>If the three fillies werent tight together before, they sure are now>Stopping right above them, she looks down with a big smile>"I hope you werent planning to start without me">Laying down, she spins to get on her back, crushing a few trees on the other side>The three fillies look at each other in fear, but ultimately move to climb on the giant filly>Tucking in the warm chest fluff, they find themselves much comfier than what the forest ground would provide>And before long, they drift off to sleep
>Be giant filly>Thrown away by purple after outgrowing a house, no one ever got close to you again>Not being good with words, every filly you come by just runs away at your request to snuggle along>But these three accepted to give you the company>You happily close your forelegs above them in a hug>It was a good night
I knew that this smelled familiar. I remember reading it at least once.
You're a cute fag, but maybe repost some of your older one-shots from /mlp/?
Y'know, I agree with that idea. Might as well refresh our memories with some oldie-but-a-goodie stuff from pre-/mlpol/.
I wish for Anon to pee into my filly mouth
>7 posts in the last 24 hours
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The filly can't be forced, and the thread is kind of a therapy, sooner than later the poners will come back, cos' the filly is like a vice.
I has too much unfinished product. Enough that it could be a decent story, but I'm not skilled enough to actually make it into one. Where the end result would be might have the right structure, but all the important bits are wrong.
I can't quite nail exactly how characters should behave, and it's irritating me.
In a loop of generating (, or stealing, or modifying it into) a new idea, then making it into a snippet, before losing the soul of the work. Just out of reach, yet what it could be would…
"Diana, we're going back, and that's that. It was a mistake for us to leave to begin with and we're fixing it before we do anything else."
Twilight raises her eyelids at you. "And you trust Discord of all beings to help you do all of this?"
"He's an ass, reformed or unreformed, but at least he's consistent in that way."
"Yes…" she adds, pausing to think about how to word things correctly, "and given that we can consistently consider him to be an ass, you expect that any favor you ask of him will be interpreted in a way that will most reflect your desires and not the most twisted possible version of the wording?"
You hadn't quite thought about that. Naturally, if Discord is going to be a genie, he's going to be an asshole genie, and that's not going to help you much. Moreover, he did emphasize a single wish. This gives you an idea, but you'll have to test the waters a bit. You walk up to Discord and ask, "could you bring all six of us back to Equestria, restore the elements, and help us deal with Nightmare Moon and Chrysalis?"
Discord pulls out a pair of black glasses and turns blue. His voice suddenly becomes that of Robin Williams instead of John De Lancie. "Look, kid. I know you're just a filly, but do you honestly mean to tell me you don't know how to count to one?"
Various Unfinished Green. Feel free to develop them if you wish.
>Be Twilight Sparkle
>The scheduled weather for Canterlot today mades this important moment exciting to try this long awaited experiment! The lists, and checklists, plans, and preperations, everything is perfect.
>Everything must be perfect.
>A note from him.
>Going out to get a present for…
>But, today is a once in a hundred years chance for this exponent. I'll need to do this without Spike.
>Checklist! I'll need more checklists!
>Couple days later: Night of the Summer Solstice.
>"Twilight, your inner turmoil is understandable, but to deny the help of your new friends is foolish."
"They're not my friends."
>"My nephew said the same thing when he traveled with them."
>The Elements of Harmony book. Where is it?
"Did you see Nightmare Moon?"
>"Enternal night is pretty bad, dude…"
>"Indeed, I've seen similar catastrophe myself."
"It's not here- are you making tea?"
>"There is always time for tea."
>The overweight filly sitting on the floor with two teapots. Pouring- Spilling hot water into the other pot.
(Iroh is a filly)
>"In the beginning there was Evil!"
>"Heed these words traveler. Of The Shogun of Sorrows."
>A meer whisper now.
>Something changed like someone turned on the light. Did he do it?
>It's getting fuzzy-
>"Aku! You have to eat your vegetables."
"I am Aku! The shapeshifting master of…"
>"If you don't you won't grow up big or strong."
>"I'm sorry, what has happened to you nopony should have to go through."
>The purple equine of friendship. In her castle.
>The Master of the Universe reduced to this. My future self failed, but in the end the future is still Aku.
>This worm, did save me from being sealed. She can have a painless death…
>A deep sigh is allowed to escape.
"Twilight, I'll entrust my care unto you. You are after all your teacher's student."
>But she also made me mortal. I will use her for establishing my full power. Even her student with her modicum of energy as well.
>No, being mortal isn't a challenge for one such as I. The magic I had once wielded isn't easily accessible with this form.
>I am Aku.
>"Say aahhh. Here comes the hot air balloon."
>Death would be too kind.
>The Tree. The Creature. The Bearers. The Artifacts. Many fools.
>They are not the Samurai. Nor do they have true gods to turn to.
>"Here comes the choo-choo train."
>Her Friends, and Family will be made to endure they shall have no rest.
>Her teacher will carry her burdens as she watches her sister in tandem.
>"Here- oh time for a change."
>This traitorous body. I will conquer this as I have done countless times for worlds.
>"We're about to see my friends."
>Finally the faces of the heros.
"I can't wait to meet them."
>"Tell me more about what you had to face as a ruler."
"A madman with a- cursed blade seeking my destruction, and all that I have built."
>"Oh no. What did you do?"
"First I flung him far into the future where my benevolent rule is law. Yet, that was also the first mistake."
>Latched on every word that I say. As expected.
"I knew I had time to grow, and enlighten others. Far more than I would have otherwise. The cost was that I had made the madman unaging."
>A small gasp of shock.
"I had put many long years into my rule. He ripped, and ruptured the very fabric that made it. Beings latched on to his poisoned word. Even took my daughter who I had only just learned her identity."
>"Did you win?"
"No. Before the final blow was struck you saved me."
"Twilight, had our positions be reversed I would have done all I could have to help you, and your friends. I know you would have done the same for me. You still are doing everything you can. I appreciate you."
>The seeds have been planted. Sun horse is young, but not stupid. Her student…
>We're here. Time to meet her friends.
>The darkness I had dominion over is still untouched by my hand.
>Loyalty; Rainbow Dash.
>Laughter; Pinkie Pie.
"What gifts did you bring for Aku my min-friends?"
"Spike, tell Starlight I'm in the lab."
>"Emissions, or explosions come from the lab. Will do Twilight!"
>I know he said it quiet enough, but I'm not that bad right?
>Feeling the rhythm slipping by.
>My divine instruments are with me. Within me.
>Drum beat sure, and true. There is my friend.
>"Are you okay?"
>I am the Mighty Patapon. Lord of the Patapons.
>Pata Pon Don Chaka
>I have Two Eyes what demonic trickery is this!
>No offense Worm. You are my dearest ally, and best friend.
>A purple beast lay before me large, and furry.
>Pon Pon Chaka Chaka
>Energy fills this strange body. Looking for the being who spoke to me. Soon I must make my choice.
>Cold stone floor surrounded by metal, lit, and unlit miniature false torches of strangers hues.
>"It's okay. Everything is going to okay. I am Twilight Sparkle. Who are you?"
>It spoke kindly, with worry. Hatless creature, or not I am no monster. No demon.
"I'm Lord Patapon."
>She should have said something by now. No sense of rhythm, a novice. Good, at least she has no tainted flow.
"God of Patapons."
>Chaka Pon Chaka Pon
>Energy ebbing away confused as I.
>How can this be?
>How? They reached the end of the world.
>I had gazed into IT, and IT gazed into me.
"Will they find IT without me?"
>Pata Pon Pata Pon
>Time halts, locking my mortal shell.
>Pata Pon Pata Pon
>Pata Pon Pata Pon
>A being that is intelligent without the need of any kind of headware.
>Absolutely bizarre. Worm, has a pass due to the inherent divinity.
>Frozen in an excited wiggle. Red with Fever.
>Still does not explain the Pon E.
>I cannot remain motionless forever.
>Pata Pon Pata Pon
>Rhythm compels me forward.
Short update to my main green before a big one
>You stood afore the City Hall, which housed a sign notifying the meeting for the "Foals with Special Needs Coalition"
"Do I have to go to the retard meeting?"
>"Anon! Don't use that type of language! They other foals are just… special. Like you." Twilight chided
>You thought to make a snide remark about "also being ex-humans", but you discarded it when your collar began to warm
>…Wait, like you?
>Twilight opens the door to the meeting hall, and nudges you inside using her head
>"C'mon, go make some friends." she tells you before heading to the corner with the other moms watching their brainlet offspring
>You glance over the room, looking for potential friends
>Largely groups of two or three foals, some standing and others sitting
>You note that many had some form of tic, such as having to clap their hooves every ten seconds or shaking their heads
>In one corner a colt wearing a helmet was muttering to himself with his mom closeby
>Yep, this was definitely a tard meeting
>A couple of fillies were by the little concessions table, eating pony-Costco cookies
>You decide to try and join them, they seemed fairly well-adjusted
>You awkwardly shuffle towards them, standing halfway between in and out of their two-person party
>Eventually the white-coated and blue-maned Earth pony stops talking about trains and turns to you
>"Do you- you- you need something?" she asks, stuttering midway through the sentence
>The other one remains silent, brown mane and tail two-toning her cream fur and wings
"I- um- was wondering if I could join you guys?"
>You had a bit of stage fright between two fillies staring at you in addition to Twilight's oversized eyes peering into the back of your skull
>"PENIS!" the cream one randomly yells out
>"PETRIFICATION!" she adds
"Is she, uh…?"
>"Oh, Cloud Chaser has Trot's Syndrome. She can't control-"
>"PERJURY!" she yells oncemore
>"She can't control it" the white one says, both fillies ignoring the outbursts, "the words are basically random, but it's almost always alliterative and often starts with a swear"
>You turn to look at the momfus, and most seemed used to it. One of them was talking to Twilight, surely explaining her daughter's condition
>Although you noticed her expression sour at what the other mare said
>They weren't talking about you, were they?
>"Do you know a lot about trains??" the earth pony blurts out, and you notice how she blinks with her left eye more than her right
>Twilight thought you would fit in here?
>Wait, what if you were retarded and everypony was just being nice?
>>232103>Be Twilight>You stood at the back of the room with your fellow moms (and two dads)>Anon was doing so well interacting with her kind>Other 'special' foals, not ex-humans or anything>You tried to connect each parent to their foal, but genetics in Equestria was incredibly inconsistent, so you just guessed based on which foal they were watching>You munched on your fifth sugar cookie, wondering if it had been made by Pinkie>Maybe you could make friends with the other parents>The gray mare next to you leaned over, asking a question she clearly didn't want overheard>"So, what does your foal have?">What kind of question was THAT?
"Oh, um, high-functioning autism">"Ah, one of the normal ones. It must be nice having it so easy" she said, deriding you for having a child with 46 chromosomes >She shuffled away to talk with the other parental tard wranglers>If she only knew.
>>232104>Be Anon>You and the retard club had moved from individual groups into unified exercises>Currently, you were playing a bastardized version of"Musical Chairs">"I like me! I like me! I'm as good as I can be! With a smile and a wave and a happy melody, I'm as good as-" all the foals said in unison, with different levels of enthusiasm>Fluttershy, apparently the leader of the 'Foals with Special Needs Coalition' , pulled the stylus from the record, and the music stopped>The foals all rushed to the nearest chair, which outnumbered the foals by approximately 1.5 to 1>"Hooray! Everypony's a winner!" Fluttershy exclaimed softly>You could feel the more well-adjusted foals groaning internally at being bottlenecked by the padded helmets>You mentally prepare yourself for another round of 'Positive Self-Affirmation Chairs', but the record would not spin again >"Alright foals, now we're gonna talk about something we did recently, and how it made us feel" >She then turned to a seemingly normal colt>"Misty Step, you go first">Based on his bored facial response, he ALWAYS went first>But nopony could ever say no to Fluttershy, she was just too nice>She was pretty much perfect for this job>Kind, patient, compassionate>She'd make the perfect mom>Hmm…
"Well, bargaining for more's out the window. Just take us back to equestria then, and we'll get to you once every other problem that's sprang up has been dealt with."
>>232105>"BITCH TIDDIES!" Cloud Chaser shouted, her Trot's Syndrome acting out again>"Well, this week I bought a new hat. That was fun." Misty Step said nonchalantly>"BRAIN! BURY!">"That's very nice. Ah, would you like to go next?" Fluttershy asked the next counterclockwise foal>"I like- I like Fetlock Fantasy!" the orange-colored colt blurted out, "my favorite is seven. I like seven, it's a good number">"That's very nice White Tooth." Fluttershy remarked>You noted how she avoided any sort of physical contact with any of your fellow handicapped autists>A shame, she'd be an excellent snuggler>This activity continued for the next three minutes, up until she reached you>"And how have you been Anon?" she said with a cheerful but nonthreatening smile
"Oh, I, uh… I had a music recital, but I was bad, but it still made my mom proud, so that was nice">Fuck, you used the m-word again>This also reminded you that you couldn't drop the z-word anymore, now that you weren't allowed to see Aryanne anymore>Fluttershy came to the white earth filly you had been talking to earlier>"Gentle Breeze, have you done anything interesting?">"I rode the train to Canterlot. And back, so I got to ride it TWO times.">"Oh, that's lovel-">"It was a steam-operated locomotive with steel pistons cast-iron wagonway plates, and a single crankshaft, with four commercial cars and riding on edge rails" she spat out quickly, as only an autist can do>Flutters just smiled at that, but not in the let's-get-this-over-with Twiggles would do when she was annoyed
First we finish what we started here, only then we go back
but the sooner we get back to equestria, the sooner we can get the elements back. The sooner we get the elements back, the sooner we can deal with discord. The sooner we deal with discord, the sooner everything here will clear up.
And how will we deal with Discord while in another planet? Surely you dont think he's coming along with us
AND to get back to Earth to deal with him we d need to lose the elements again, so that point is moot
I'm assuming he'd go wherever we go, seeing as he seeks challenge that only we can give. Also, once discord is returned to stone or reformed, he'll either revert everything himself or it'll all dissipate once he's out of the picture
If its a challenge he wants, he could give it to us here on Earth, else he may as well just have fun with the humans after throwing us over if the wish is open-ended, since he s playing as a genie. Why not give us the elements here if he can give them back in Equestria?
So no, always assume the worst
what challenges would he find on earth that he wouldn't find better in equestria? humans don't have magic, so he'd be completely unopposed. he'd get bored even more quickly here than innaquestria seeing as how here, there's not even that much that could
hope to challenge him. Sure, we could bust out the nukes, but that would be an absolute last-ditch effort, and he could probably just cartoon-physics facetank it before wiping some depleted uranium dust off of his face and continuing as if nothing happened. At least in equestria, we have a chance of getting back the elements if we can make it to the element tree. If we stay here, we're worse than useless given our lack of limbs and helpful information about discord. Besides, even if we do get to the president and tell Trump all this, he'd probably tell us to go back to equestria anyway so that we could get back the one thing capable of stopping discord.
Alright, I'm here with more textual diarrhea for you all!
>Where we last left Anon and Twilight, they made it to Canterlot Castle and helped take care of the final setup before the ceremony
>Anonymous then ended up conversing with Luna again during his sleep, learning more about how dreams work and the very basics of chess
>Anon's suitcase and stuff is still MIA, but new information about that will be revealed today!
>New updates coming every (other) Saturday (if all goes according to plan), so stay tuned!
>You wake up the next morning to Twilight rousing you herself, for once>"Wake up, Anon; you need to start getting ready if you don't want to miss anything."
"Alright, I'm coming.">You roll out of bed with more dexterity than usual, this time not having such a hard landing>After that, it's just routine to get yourself presentable>Routine and Twilight fussing with your mane>Something something 'polite company' and all that>Once all that's dealt with, Twilight straightens herself out one last time before checking you again, deeming you acceptable, and leading the way out
"Okay, so where to first?">"First, we're going to talk to Celestia again. She'll be telling you whether you're watching from the balcony or from backstage, and she'll be telling me what my cues are for the ceremony."
"Cool, so then what?">"Then we wait for Luna and Chrysalis to show up so they can get their orders, and I'm not entirely sure after that. Luckily, a lot of time has been freed up from the schedule since all the setup was taken care of ahead of schedule yesterday, so we'll have time to get you some food.">At the mere mention of food, your abdomen is roused from its own slumber to voice approval
"Nice. Any idea what happens after all that, though?">Twilight glances at you for a few moments from the corner of her eye>"Okay, stop me if this sounds familiar: I'll be going along with everyone else to be part of the ceremony while you'll either be going to the balcony or backstage to watch it happen.">You stay silent for a minute as you contemplate how you managed to miss that
"… Of course.">You remain quiet through the remainder of the walk to think about what you said more than you should>After a few minutes of walking through halls, you and Twilight find Celestia sitting at a table with Luna and Chrysalis close by and a few guards flanking both of them>The three of them seem to be having a somewhat one-sided conversation with Celestia doing most of the talking>As you get closer, you start hearing bits and pieces of what's being said>"… which is when, Chrysalis, you come forward and say the apology statement that you prepared. After that, press questions, and then it's over. Got it?">They both nod before looking down at two pieces of paper that were slid in front of them, which is when Twilight finally closes the gap>"Good morning, Princess. Did we miss too much?">"No, not too much. Just look over this paper and you'll find what you need to do. In the meantime, I'm going to make one last check of the area to make sure everything is 100% ready.">With that, Celestia leaves the room>Twilight stares after her and sighs lightly before looking at the paper she was given>You're somewhat unsure of what to do in the present moment, so you just kinda stand there until she finishes reading>"Well, at least I'm not just standing there and smiling this time.">After finishing reading the paper, Twilight teleports it somewhere and turns back to you>"I didn't see anything in there about you, so I guess that question's still up in the air."
"Darn. Anything I should know on there, at least?">Twilight brings the paper back from the aether to scan it again before returning it from whence it came>"It's just a list of what happens in what order. I still stand around for most of the time, but at least I get to take control of the press questioning."
"That's something, at least.">Twilight nods in silent agreement before making her way over to the table with the other important individuals and you follow close behind>She pulls out two chairs and you both claim one before she starts talking>"So, what are you two going to be doing?"
>>232116>"I'm standing at Celestia's side and looking regal until it's time to sign the fake document.">"And I'm standing next to her until it's time for Celestia to stop using the microphone.">Chrysalis gestures towards Luna in her sentence>"Okay, so I'm not the only one. That's comforting."
"So we're all just standing around, then? Cool.">"Pretty much. Any idea when Celestia's coming back?">"Not sure. Why do you ask?">"I'd like to use the restroom but I'm not sure if she'd think I was trying to destroy her precious kingdom if I wasn't here when she got back.">"I'll tell her where you went, just take my guards with you and it should be fine.">Chrysalis does exactly that and leaves the room, only for Celestia to enter shortly after>Celestia takes a brief moment to scan the room, looking for its missing occupants before voicing her concerns>"Okay, where's Chrysalis? Am I going to have to send out a guard party to track her down?">"Relax, she left to use the restroom. I had my guards follow her just in case too, so there's no need to flip out.">Celestia closes her eyes before taking a few deep breaths and continuing on>"I trust you both know what you're doing for the ceremony?">She asks, looking between Luna and Twilight>Luna simply nods, but Twilight also asks a certain question>"What will Anon be doing during all this?">Celestia turns to you for a moment before returning her gaze to Twilight>"Whatever she feels comfortable doing, as long as it doesn't interfere with any of what's being shown to the press.">That's a big help
"So does that mean it's cool if I watch from backstage, or wherever?">Celestia nods to you before teleporting out of the room in a flash of yellow for unknown reasons, just in time for Chrysalis to return>"So, she's still gone?">"You just missed her.">"Mmhm. Well, what do we do now? Any new instructions she has for all of us, or is it still just being props on stage?">"Nothing new, she just checked in to make sure we knew what we were doing for the third time."
"I got confirmation that I can watch from wherever I want, so that's cool.">"That's nice, I assume you'll be staying close to the action?"
"As close as I can get, hopefully.">"Then I'll be sure to keep things civil for you.">Chrysalis giggles to herself at that comment while Twilight and Luna give her side eye>"You both know I'm in no position to be causing trouble anyway, lighten up! Also, none of you answered my question about what we're doing until everything starts.">"I would've told you if I had an answer, but I'm pretty sure we're all in the dark on that.">"I'm going to grab something from the kitchen, either of you want anything?">Chrysalis and Luna both accept, and Twilight leaves the room to return later with food
>Be Spike>It's been a while since Twilight and Anonymous left for Canterlot>You've already taken care of the list for this trip, so now you're free to do whatever>Well, you would be if there wasn't a knock at the door>You make your way up from your room to it and answer>Before you stands a gray cross-eyed pegasus in a uniform and bearing a green suit case>"This was left on the train to Canterlot and the address said to bring it back here. Does this look familiar, Mr. Dragon?">You step out to get a closer look at it and read the name tag connected to the handle>Anonymous>If found, please deliver to the Friendship Castle in Ponyville
"Yeah, the owner of this case lives here. Thanks for dropping it by!">"It's no problem, I hope there was nothing important in it. Anyway, have a nice day!">You wave as she flies off before dragging the case inside and closing the door>You then start the process of getting it to Anonymous's room before encountering a major problem>Wheels don't like going up stairs>Hmmm….>You've got two options:>A, you can drag it up behind you>B, you can carry it up>Carrying would be more difficult, but it would also be faster>Dragging it would be slower, but it would also be safer>Seeing as you've got a plate of reheated pizza waiting for you, you decide to make it quick>You pick up the suit case with both arms and start climbing the stairs>The only problem you have is that you can't quite see where you're stepping, but that shouldn't->And right when you think that, you trip and drop everything>Darn>As if that wasn't enough, the suitcase then falls back down and spills its contents when it gets back to the bottom of the stairs>Now not only is your shin hurt, but also your pride>This is what happens when past Spike tries to cut corners, present Spike always has to clean up the mess>So that's what you do>You set about putting Anonymous's belongings back in the case, but you can't stop yourself from looking at some of the stranger items>two white fabric tubes and a blue thing that looks like pants, but it's too big to be pants>Huh>You take it all and put it back as best you can before getting the job done right this time, but you can't stop thinking about what you found>What would that stuff even be for?>Why did she need them with her for the trip?>All these questions and more, answered probably when Anonymous gets back>Maybe not even then, since she may not like that you saw what she packed>Oh well, questions for future Spike to figure out and for present Spike to write down until then
And as always, tell me what sucked and what didn't so that I can make better quality stuff in the future for you all.
Anyone have a list of mythological, or historical figures you want to see as a filly (or a colt respectively)?
1. Adolf Hitler
2. Wernher Von Braun
3. Jesus Christ
4. Diogenes of Sinope
5. Sigmund Freud
Thise are the most like filly I can think of.
1. Tony Randall
2. George Lincoln Rockwell
3. Francis E. Dec
4. Friedrich Nietzsche
5. Max Stirner
Gotta be this, to be perfectly honest. He was one of us, maybe the first.
I'll also vote for Diogenes, and Marvin Heemeyer as well.
Maybe G.G. Allin.
Remade filly by Frankensteining with other assets, the "official" model was not playing nice with community stuff.
She gained wings in the process, but that probably not gonna stay unless flying get added for some reason.
Added fancyness like wobbly mane/tail and blinking.
Added LipSync, in anticipation of the Pony Voice Preservation Project getting their AI ready one day.
Added back the power bar thing from the demo scene, in case someone is *really* bored
Use F5/F6/F7 to customize your donutsteel OC's mane/tail/coat.
Use F9 to make her say some voiceclips.
V0.02 here : https://mega.nz/#!tANTmISZ!0iRXjEJPPflmASVNecWIZWNeBLfLjnXMYxxRms8EsFU
Yoooo! Real shit it'd be funny to raid VRChat with these models.
Simeultaeneously funny and cute.
Rather than Tony Randall, Felix Unger in specific.
hypochondriac filly when?
A nice little green. Thanks for sharing!
The little reflections in her eyes is a nice touch.
Pretty sure VRChat already has an Anonfilly model tho.
Really now? I'm curious.
I like a lot of these concepts, finishing the Aku one would probably make a fine entry to the contest.>>232103
W-wew, looking forward to it.>>232115
Not bad, the only real problem I've ever had with your green is that everyone is so goddamn civil. Takes a lot of tension out of things that could be suspenseful.
Shitty default sfm model.
not even rigged to your person, default quadruped walk animation when you're moving and that's it, since it doesn't have a humanoid skeleton.
Thank you, immunity filly. You are a good filly.
She's shit. Wrong filly.
To be fair to him, Boring Man does look like a barrel of fun, but I don't see how it can even be applied to filly. At all.
nigga i can tell you didn't even open the link of the post i replied to
open up your eyes
I'm moved. Thanks.
I didn't say it as a graphical masterpiece, just that it looked fun. In terms of mechanics it looks like an old Flash game like Raze, which I genuinely used to love.
Since when is there a pink filly? If we get enough, can we form a Megafilly?
Pink is cooler than ugly greens.
Thanks for the green!
Holy shit that's fluffy>>231905
I wish for filly to pee in my bed
Cute little archer
What class/job is filly?>>232327
Lol good shit
I love it. Thanks poner.
Okay, so what's the plan of action here? Are we going back to Equestria, or are we going to put that wish on hold until you can finish whatever the fuck it was you wanted to do on Earth? What are we telling/asking Discord?
I say hold, but im the original anon who argued for that so
What sucked: how long it took to come out
What didn't: everything else
I say put the wish on hold, and huddle up with the rest of the group to get their opinions on what to do. I'd say do it away from discord, but I know he's probably going to eavesdrop anyway, and asking him not to could be considered a wish. I also think filly should insist on catching up on the important bits of the show before returning to Equestria. "We may not even need to rely on Discord to get us back." If Diana is willing, maybe use the wish to visit her family in person, then use something in the house/apartment to watch the show while she catches up with them. Though that would be considered a gamble with the wish from their perspective.
>>231484>Be The Book (Soul #2)>Hey, if microbes reproduce into only daughters. According to feminism, we could end plagues with the patriarchy.
What the fuck.>Hear me out, since horizontal gene spreading is part of how bacteria become resistant fast. If you stop the homos you stop the bugs.
… Have a point for the innuendo, and the pun.>So imagine- wait sigh let's switch topics this…
This sucks, but it could be worse.>Topic?
Homeopathic water, what does it mean if that is actually real.>We will never be able to get the shit out of our water ever.>"We have something for you.">The previously locked door opened it's one of the ponies from when we went through the operation.
"Oh thank go-odness! I'm going to lose my damned mind in here without ANYTHING! Even creating something small would distabilize everything. No deep, or lingering topic analysis either.">"Wha? Oh. Oooohhh."
They actually forgot about us for a little bit…>I'm kinda peeved about that.
Hey, that's resentment. Take Notice. Is it just a minor complaint, and, or did we get taken advantage of?>She steps in to the safe room. A desk, chair, and finished paperwork are also inside with me.>Paperwork in the corner, safe, as the desk, and chair were arranged in such that it made an makeshift tent. The latest, and hopefully final iteration.>Damn it all, I don't know if I should trust them completely now.
>Be Anonymous Shimmer (Soul #4)>There's a real fucking problem here.
On one hand, if what we are remembering is correct.>That doesn't fit with Luna being the principal.
Alternative world must also be taken into consideration. Don't forget about the brothers either.>"Whatcha thinkin' about Anonymous?"
"Oh, you know the usual…"
"Is there a club meeting today?">Applebloom, and the crusaders nod.
"Cool, I'll try to be there at about the same time I normally do.">Certainly more crusades this time…>We didn't start a cult right?
>Flim, and Flam they are as thick as thieves.>Almost as morally dubious.
They didn't perfect their skill as scam artists yet.>Snake-oil sales men that do have a knack for making useful stuff.
Just have to appeal to greed, and long term profits.>Capitalism here we go. Try to curb short-term ill gotten gains. Attempt to nurture more good deeds into existence.>The pawn shop filled with various stuff. It's spotless in here. The potential for being a positive change for the community is almost tangible.
"Hello, Bosses. What's on today's agenda?">"It's quite elementary dear-">"-employee of ours-">"-today is one of technology!">"What my brother of mine said is true.">"Indeed brother. We need someone to-">"-man the chash register, and-">"-maintain, the shop, -">"-but don't stress yourself too much.">"Of course little miss, as per the agreement we'll run -">"-the future business ideas through -">"-your pretty little head first. Right brother?">"Exactly brother."
"Perfect. Remember long term friendly relations can last a life time. A steady flow of revenue into the far future.">"We're getting better about -">"-that little miss Shimmer.">Making my way to the stool to drop off the school bag.
Remember, vibrant energy.
"Welcome, to Flim Flam Brothers' Everything-Under-the-Sun Emporium! How can I help you today miss?">"I've heard from a friend that you have a taffy machine?"
"I believe we do. By any chance what was the name of your friend? We're offering a discount for special loyal customers, and their friends. It's 10% off of everything for a friend, and your friend also receives a five bit discount for your patronage.">"Really? Lyra Heartstrings. Miss?"
"Anonymous Shimmer, one moment just checking if she has the membership.">Ah the wonders of modern technology.
"She does indeed, miss?">"Bon bon."
"She does have the membership. I think we also have several different confectionery machines in the back as well."
>"Your saying if I get the membership the discount doesn't apply to myself."
"That's correct. You do however get 5 bits discount for a friend of yours the comes here, and they get 10% off of their purchase.">"How much was the membership again?">Ah South Korea the party loot box. How nefarious, and community building it is.
Certainly does lines the pockets. Plus membership fees are classic for 'free' money.>It's a great deal, but hard to properly maximize the effect unless you always buy stuff from a pawn shop. Careful planning, and coordination needed too.
"The starting membership is at…"
>Be Occult Façade>"Occult, we have a charity auction to attend to after the cloud derby."
"Full formal wear?">"With a little extra this time. Hmmm… Yes, I think a blue ribbon is appropriate this time.">Just a nice normal day of politicking, and make believe.
"Any specific goal in mind during this?">"Try to make friends, or at least acquaintances. Generally be a good influence, and stay safe.">In a moment of insight I see her well hidden worry.>"Please, be safe."
"I will to the best of my ability."
Don't forget a charming smile, or the little motions of pointy expression.>Damn, I need to re-practice that.
>Be Soul #3>"This is what you've got? Nothing else available?">"Look here, we're the only business like this in the area.">"I'll contact your distributor for better deal.">"We do it ourselves, that's why each product is in better condition than other markets.">A hoof strokes my flank.>"The closest dealer on a budget operates from Los Pegasus. Their stuff isn't fresh. We, do both at a premium. We don't do in house training."
>Hours this guy kept extracting information from this slave trader.
Putting together the information, the guy is->"That's it buddy! I don't know anymore. Normally I'd charge you a steep fee, but if those ponies you have there are in good condition…">"Hey, they aren't for sale at least not for that price. I have more merchandise in the San Pony Hotel!">"Wha- Urk."
Sounds like a fight.
>>232358>Don't forget a charming smile, or the little motions of pony expression.
Pony, not pointy. Sorry about that.
Still better than diaperposting
Not really, diaperfaggotry has been here since almost the very beginning. I'd rather some harmless fetish fuel than some normie parading around filly's corpse because 'lol it's funny when a pony swears'
Soon we'll have an adventuring party of fillies to raid Purple's kitchen!
Looks to be the same filly, actually. Unless two unicorn fillies decided to dress up the same.
Okay, so…one single screencap got you to request art of Boring Filly?
"Hmm? Oh that wasn't a wish, I was just asking if it was possible. Testing the waters and all. Honestly, I think I'll hold on to this favor for a while, since I'm not quite sure how I want to word things, and we've got some stuff to deal with here first"
Discord shrugs. "Fair enough. When you need me, just call out my name to the heavens. In the mean time, I think I'll find some other planet to mess with."
Your heart sinks a little. You're not quite sure if what he just implied is a good thing or a bad thing. On one hand, he's not screwing with Earth or Equestria anymore. On the other hand, some other alien race is going to get shafted. Hopefully, it's at least one that you wouldn't have wanted to meet with in the future.
As Discord disappears, you turn to your friends for advice, bringing them in for a huddle. "So what do we do? We can't make the Elements work again, though we could possibly bring them back to Equestria to try and get them repaired. We could also just ask for something mundane, like being able to visit Diana's family."
Twilight shakes her head. "Don't waste powerful reality-bending magic on something that can be fixed with a plane ticket and maybe some searching online."
"We could wish for all of the humans who had been turned into ponies to be returned to their human forms," Daring suggests. She pauses a moment before adding, "Might want to phrase it carefully though, so it includes us. I'm not quite sure if we were turned into ponies, given that we're inside another existing pony's body."
The idea of being able to just continue on without thinking about what happens in Equestria is tempting, but you've made a few friends there, and you don't feel like losing them just yet. In fact, being able to see Cheerilee again might just be worth not being able to come back to Earth. It wouldn't be fair to the rest of your friends though, so you hold back on calling out for Discord right away.
"What about superpowers?" Coco chimes in. "If we were bestowed with the right powers, we could fix everything ourselves."
"Yeah, but try to think of what kind of power would do that," Lyra adds. "If you just ask for magic, Discord could make all of us unicorns and leave it at that. And if we try to be more specific, he might consider it multiple wishes and reject it depending on how it's worded."
For the next few minutes, the lot of you start thinking about what kind of powers you could wish for to fix everything. Nothing really comes to mind, however. Finally, a somewhat drunk Alex stumbles over to your group and suggests, "Why don't you just wish none of this shit ever happened?"
"Oh come on," Twilight sardonically replies, "that would obviously lead to a time parad- Hrm… Maybe. If we never went to Equestria, we never bring Discord back, and we never make the wish… but we don't need to make the wish because we're already there. I'm not quite sure if that would cause problems."
You sigh. This seems far too easy, and when you think about it too much, you don't like the outcomes. "If we do that," you add, tapping into your psychic vision a little to try and imagine the alternate universe, "we never stop the changelings from replacing Twilight Velvet. The changelings will then invade Canterlot much earlier than anticipated, and succeed. The resulting chaos awakens Discord, who proceeds to once again terrorize both of our worlds. He will give one of us a wish again, and due to us not remembering the events of this reality - as they never happened - we wish to have been able to stop it. That resulting wish created this world and GODDAMMIT IT WAS ME. FUCK!"
Wish for the ability to negate any part of anything you want.
GOLD EXPERIENCE REQUIEM
You aren't allowed to wish for more wishes or the same source of wishes, right?
Luckily there's a workaround.
Wish for a Ring of Three Wishes, then wish for three Genie Lamps, then more Rings, then more Lamps, repeat ad infinitum.
Infinite wishes baby.
Ask for a Deck of Many Things and the Aum staff, and give the latter to Diana so she can resurrect/teleport you if something goes wrong. The negative effects of DomT dissipate if you die- not if you become dead. Draw until you pull the Fates and use it to rewrite the past. Maybe grab a few Vizier cards for later use.
This. Let's utterly break this fucking campaign.
>>232436+3 ring of wishes
Created by the grand master lord god emperor of chaos, this ring increases the potency of any wish requested by its user, granting more of what may be implicitly wanted but not actively wished for
Breaks after use
I w-wet myself again…
And why are you telling me this? Don't you keep saying you're a grown man?
Well? Why are you still here? Go clean yourself.
Filly:>"Why did they have to pick me to watch the lil' shit?"
Space filly a cute!
The sound of the toilet scares me…
Horses are 60% water
Why the fuck would you do that Anon? Joycons are fragile, you might break them
I'll make sure she gets what she deserves.
I wish to be the comfy filly
Babby having her afternoon nap
With all these fillies of such wide variety, I've always wondered: has a single filly truly reached self actualization through her transformation? Or do the only truly happy fillies just end up living as fillies forever instead of growing up?
TL;DR Probably not. Eventually they might go crazy, or wither away. Get /fit/, get /lit/ become /üb/
It's not simply the transformation of the flesh that self-actualization occurs.
It is the transformation of the total self. To be all that you can be.
Then, it is to become more than that.
Where it spills through the world enriching it for the better.
The problem is three fold.
The green adorably cute pony bodies has replaced who they were.
Possibly forever young.
Does the body fit the mind, or does the mind fit the body? I think the answer is both
Regaining youth, losing age old pain, and a potential to try again better this time. The problem, and the solution is who the filly used to be. At any moment in your life (You) can radically change who (You) are. The web of interactions others know who you used to be are no longer quite true.
What I'm failing to try to say is that fillies can have a childhood, or achieve independence, or do what they want. They arn't quite pony, and they arn't quite human either.
To be a filly is a state of disconnect. From the world, from yourself, and from old habits. It is the belly of the whale, and the return to the mundane.
Happiness, I'd argue eventually they can't, at least not without preparation. Eventualy the degradation of the all who they are will eat away at them. Leaving husks that can regrow to attempt again. There is no meaning to be found in the youth on it's own. According to Nietzsche the übermensch it's the self creation of meaning, of what has meaningful value.
It is possible to do so as a filly that never grows up. For regular momfus the old age will break then. For immortal ones (and regular ones) given enough time, and chances they can snap, or break.
One could become more pony-like, and more feminine (masculine for the grills) to fit the body, but can come at the expense of who they used to be.
A synthesis of old, and new.
Semi unrelated tangent.In general, when one lines who they are with their soul self (the highest, applicable potential self, plus mystical stuff) the body will fit, and make changes to do so while having it's own demands that it askes to be fulfilled.
The mind, and all the divided, and connected personalities also have their demands as well.
Huh, so fillies could just be like Liches without Phylacteries…
If you hurt a filly, does she retain damage?
If you kill a filly, does she respawn?
What are the limitations of the filly immortality?
>>232520>Fillies are the key to being the fountain of youth.>At the cost of being driven insane.>>232521
Hmm, If that's all true…>Fillies used as murder boner psycho bait.>Fillies used as live vivisection, or target practice, or 'suicide' deliverers of cuteness.>Fillies creating a new market for pony flesh, and fleshy super 'realistic' ona-holes.
If there are no limitations the horrific possibilities are endless!
>Be Princess Celestia>Centuries old enemy has shown up.>Again.>And Again.>Enough is enough time to send in the fillies.
>Be The Age old foe #4>Are those fillies falling from the sky?>A red smear covers everything as a hole suddenly appears.>"Stop missing faggot!">"Fuck you!">What i-
>Be Princess Celestia>The price has never been higher.>As agreed a shipment of tendies has increased per week.>Snuggles, and … boops for a successful mission.>I should never have used the elements on them back then…
I like this.>Far future Equestria.>Largely a land of peace, but not completely.>Manned spaceships sit in orbit of the lands, fillies sitting ready at a moment's notice to act as ammunition for the onboard kinetic bombardment cannon.>Red alert.>A gaggle of very bored fillies wearing diapers, strap-ons, bdsm suits, etc. lazily climb into the doom cannon.>Airlock opens. Death is painful and messy, but swift enough.>Fillies back in their rooms shitposting and fucking each other within five minutes while their frozen corpses gain kinetic momentum to obliterate some cult that has been deemed a threat to Equestrian security.>Tendies for dinner tonight, fillies don't even give a second thought to the fact that they just used their own bodies as high-caliber ammunition.
More fucking words… I'm going to try to make this a nightly thing again if I can. Earn back some fucking (You)s after being such a piece of human garbage.>>230740>Be Little League.>It's safe to say Twilight isn't coming back.>You really don't know what you were thinking trusting her.>She beat the crap out of your friend.>She set you up in an experiment where you were made to believe you could have died.>You look over at the last line on the console, your own.>No response.>It stopped responding after you started prying.>Can't say you blame it.>You're a failure.>You couldn't even save your friend from effectively dying.>The thought of suicide crosses your mind, but something tells you to push it away.>The console…>Well, you can't exactly be->"League.">You jump to your hooves.
"W-who's there?">You ready your bat.>Nothing.>A horrible smell comes from the air vent.>You back up against the wall.>Brown fluid drips through the metal grate.>The liquid already on the ground begins to slide towards you.>It smells like death.>You don't want that, actually.>With a strange hiss, the door gets about 3/4 of the way closed before you can lodge your withers in it.>You pry the heavy metal door open enough to get through with your withers and launch yourself through, bat in mouth.>Your bat falls to the ground.>The hallway has darkened almost completely, you can't see anything beyond the little bit of light seeping under the door.>Shadows flicker, you can determine that the puddle moves closer.>Whatever that liquid is, it'll slide right through that crack.>You get up, reaching out with a hoof in the dark to retrieve your only means of defense.>Wet.>Your hoof is wet.>Stupid horse.>You scream, shaking it for everything you're worth.>It stings.>You panic, hitting it against the wall, trying desperately to get that shit off.>Nothing, it just gets worse.>Now or never.>You'll die if it doesn't come off.>You close your eyes, giving you hoof a light tap with your bat to try to lull yourself into a bit of a false sense of security.>You hit it with your bat as hard as you can.>You can feel the bone snap.>Your guttural scream echoes through the hallway.>The stinging has numbed slightly, but you're guessing that's only because of a nerve ending severing.>You hit it again.>And again.>You lose track of time, but you know you have to amputate this hoof with what's at your disposal no matter the cost.>Finally, with a crack, your shattered bone pierces the skin well enough and your hoof comes off with a sickening crunch.>You've kept moving in a crawling position as you hit it to stay out of range of the liquid, and your movements have done well so far.>You wipe the tears out of your eyes and the snot off of your nose and get to your hooves as best you can, accidentally putting pressure on your bloody mess of a gnarled broken stump as you do so.>Your back leg touches the floor behind you as you break into an abridged gallop.>It's slick with blood, tiny fragments of bone pierce into the soft frog.>You run.>You know you're in no condition to, but it's do or die.>You want to rest and find something to stop the bleeding, but that means death.>You don't want to die.>Your tears fall on the ground.>You bite down harder on the bat in your mouth, adrenaline pumping through your every fiber of being.>You don't want to die.>You feel lightheaded.>You spit up bile on yourself as you move.>You don't want to die.>You're not far enough from the fluid, just a little bit longer of running…>You don't w->…>Be Green Clover.>You've got Twilight wrapped around you and a full teat in your mouth.>Just as you get ready to nip it, she vanishes.
"O-okay, not like I was hungry…">Be Little League.>…>"It's time to go."
"Where?">"Nopony knows. Follow me."
"Who are you?">"That isn't important."
"Do you know Anonymous?">"No."
"Why should I follow you?">"Because it's natural.">You stop.
"I'm sorry, I don't mean to be rude.">"No apology can forgive such bastardizations."
"Why is any of this how it is?">"No."
"What?">"Take it.">You open your eyes.>It's form is enough to make you throw up.>And so you would, but you can't.>Run.>And so you do.>Your eyes shoot open.>Your hoof hurts.>"Sorry. You died back there, I shouldn't have let you come."
"You would've died then.">"Hm."
"You hate me, don't you?">"Yes."
"Why?">"That's none of your business."
"Why bring me back?">"The authorities."
"You could take them.">"I try not to kill ponies unless I have no other choice. You're also important to Anon, I look out for her.""You.">"I keep her alive. You keep her happy. You hate me, I hate you. We both love Anon. I can respect you for that.">You look around.
"Where am I?">"Magespace."
"What?">"A hollow place I discovered shortly after ascending. I use it to store rare components and practice dangerous spells. Because of that, the concentration of ambient magic is 51 Swirls higher than that of the material plane."
"And you trust me with it?">"You remove that IV in your foreleg or leave the hospital bed without telling me, and I'll blow your fucking brains out on the floor and only partially reconstruct them. I'll make you live the rest of your life as a Celestia-damned retard if you fuck with my stash."
"Yeah… I don't know what I expected.">"Just use this bell if you need to piss or shit. I'm not changing a bedpan.">She sets a small hotel-desk bell down beside you.>"Ring that if you need me."
"Can I get a book?">A flash later, and 'Accounting for Mudponies: Abacus Basics' is sitting by your side.>"Have fun!"
"No wait you freaking butthole-">She's already gone.
>>232530>Be Green Clover.>You've come to love this experience.>The sensation of being completely vulnerable, wrapped snugly…>Gently suckling on those hemispheres, drawing the warm nectar of the gods out of them…>What's a god?>Who cares, it's great.>Makes you feel fuller than any other meal your mom has tried to serve you.>As a mixture of drool and milk runs down from your lips and mixes into your thick green coat, you know there's nothing that could possibly be said here.>As you close your eyes, the world seems to slip away.>It's just you and momma, nothing else matters.>"You want me to read you a story? Two nips for yes, one nip for no.">You gently move your head away from the drained left teat, carefully giving the already-wet tip of the mammary two small and careful bites.>She lets out a sound that surprisingly doesn't sound pained and you hear the sounds of levitation.>"Tonight: 'The Very Hungry Parasprite' for your. Ears. Only.">She gives your belly a little poke to enunciate each word, the fits of giggles she causes to erupt from you resulting in a two splurts of fresh milk running down from your nostrils.>One sensitive ear pressed up against your mother's barrel, you listen to the vibrations passing through her body with one ear and the actual story with the other.>Though to your credit, you're much more focused on feeding than you are listening.>The story is a great backdrop, but you are quite hungry.>As your tongue bathes the soft flesh of the structure, you feel yourself catching yourself from falling asleep.>But why?>You feel safe here.>And so you shut your eyes, letting the escapades of the parasprites eating all of the pancakes in the village rock you to dreamland…
Still trying random MLP shit in Unity :
I realized you could call Derpibooru's API from it, and thus search & download pics dynamically.
So if someone ever want to do an MLP game whose levels are entirely painted with random pics of a particular fetish/pone, that's actually doable.
Yeah, that one is a disappointment.
I was aiming for a very floppy horsedong dangling left and right while running, but even after tweaking the settings for ages the best result is … meh. Thankfully it's not a NSFW-centric project so I can just hide it back on the shelf forever.
I will probably need to rewrite my own extension for wobbly clothe/mane/tail/tentacle/etc anyway, the one I'm using for now has some weird jitter/position reset every few seconds that annoy me to no end.
It's a report>>232559>Wacky Races, but with different Anonfillies
Since you asked for old green, I'll post some while I finish the next update
>Carefully adding ingredients to the pasta sauce; onions and garlic poured in carefully measured quantities
>The last time you messed up the sauce Octavia had to punish you
>You deserved it; good fillies wouldn't screw up so much
>A few minutes later and you heard a slamming door
>Oh, she was home. Maybe she had a good day and wouldn't hit you?
>You liked it when she was nice. Once she cuddled with you.
>You rushed out to the door, and she handed you her violin case and bag. You carefully took them to her room, placing the case gently on her table
>You rushed back to the kitchen. Octavia didn't like waiting.
>"What's that smell?"
"Oh, I made the sauce just the way you like, and-"
>Then you smelt it too. Something burning.
>Your heart dropped into your stomach as you rushed to the oven, pulling out a tray of burned garlic bread.
>You just stared at the blackened bread for a moment, before setting the tray on the counter.
>You turned to Octavia but kept your head pointed down, hoof instinctively pawing the floor
>"Anon, why do you make me do this?" Octavia mused in a neutral tone
>She pulled a small trash bag out of a nearby compartment
"I- I'm sorry, it's my fault, but I'll do better! I-I'll make more, it'll be ready in ten minutes! I promise!"
>No mercy or anger on her face, just a cold determination as she pulled you close
>The world went dark as the bag was pulled over your head, drawstring tightened around your neck
>You hooves left the ground as she held you up, bag growing tighter around your face
>In the inky blackness you gasped for air, but you were running out fast
>You flailed your limbs out as your attempts to breathe sucked the bag into your mouth
>As you went limp, consciousness beginning to fade, the bag was lifted off your head
>You immediately began gasping and wheezing as you filled your lungs with air
>You just stood there for a full minute, catching your breath
>Look up and realize Octavia's not there
>She's sitting at the table, waiting for you to serve her
>Your punishment was over and you had learned your lesson
>You'd be a good filly and bring her dinner
>You managed to balance a plate of spaghetti on your head and lay it on the table before her
>"Your flat head is good for something" she had said when you first realized you could do this
>Vinyl had been home then; Octavia was always nicer when she was around
>But now she was on some tour for another couple of weeks
>You wished she would come home early
>So you just sat on the floor, watching Octavia eat
>You weren't allowed to eat until she was done
>Her mood seemed to improve when she was done; she must've liked the sauce
"M-mom, I was think-"
>"Don't call me that.". She didn't even look at you.
"Well, we're doing a play in school, and I was hoping you could… come?"
>"Hmph. Maybe if it was a recital." She had always made her disdain for your lack of musical talent known.
>You tried really hard to learn, but your new hooves made things difficult
>That was a maybe, and maybe was still pretty good
>While you ate and washed the dishes, you let yourself slip into a happy fantasy where she sat in the first row and told you how proud she was when it was over
>"I'm going to bed." she announced after you had finished cleaning the sink. Maybe tonight wouldn't be so bad
>Suddenly you heard a yell and knew you were wrong
>You knew your place and rushed to her room; tardiness would only worsen your punishment
>You walked in and realized you had failed to make her bed this morning; you had been in a rush to get to school
>Cherilee had asked about your bruises, and you told her you had fallen down the stairs
>It seemed like such a minor thing, but Octavia wouldn't punish you unless you deserved it
>Her hoof contacted your right eye in a left hook
>"WHY DO YOU KEEP MAKING ME DO THIS?"
>You just curled up on the floor, hooves trying to protect your head
>"QUIT BEING SUCH A SCREWUP, ANON!"
>You started crying, hoping she would stop
"I-I'll be a good filly, I promise, just let me make it up-"
>"Hmph. You'd better." she said without emotion, rolling onto her bed.
>You slowly limped into your room and thought about how bad you'd been today
>You curled onto your bed and vowed to do better tomorrow
>"Dad? Who's that stallion that comes to our house when I'm at school? I see him when I get home sometimes, do you know him?"
>"Mommy, why doesn't Daddy like me? He never wants to talk or play with me, he's says he's busy but I know it's because he doesn't want to spend time with me."
>"Mommy keeps telling me about how lazy you are Dad, but I think she's wrong. You work very hard, searching for jobs every day. Why, I don't think you're a 'sofacrashing bum' at all"
>"Y'know Mom, dad's been buying a lot of his grown-up drinks lately. They cost a LOT, is that why adults like them so much? Because they're so expensive?. Hey, since you're the princess, doesn't that mean you make the money? So it's really your money he's wasting- I mean spending on his habit"
"Mom?" you asked quietly
>"What is it sweetie?"
"Why do you and dad keep fighting?"
>She freezes, obviously unaware that their yelling could echo through the house
>Sitting downstairs, painting a picture
>Today was definitely the day
>Mom and Dad were in the office room, but they weren't yelling
>You added small details to your drawing, waiting
>Mom eventually opened the door, looking at you with a somber expression
>"Anon? Can we talk to you for a second?"
"…Am I in trouble?"
>"Oh, no, it's nothing you did. We just need to talk about what's happening"
>You piqued up, putting on your happiest face and jumped off your stool, drawing in hoof
>'Now Anon, the first thing we want to emphasize is that we both love you SO much." Purple started
>"And that none of this-" Flash gestured around him, "is your fault."
>You unroll your paper and place it on the table, its visage visible to all
>It was a crudley-drawn image of the three of you standing next to a big castle
"It's alright, as long as we work together as a family everything will be okay."
>The two of them gave saddened looks at each other
>TFW you engineered arguments that led to your adoptive parents' divorce, just so you could get double the presents on Hearthswarmings and birthdays
>Sitting in the bushes outside of the Friendship Castle
>You check your watch
>12:30; Twilight should have finished her nightly checkup (and possible feeding) of Anonbabby a half-hour ago
>You were good to go
>You took one of the keys Twilight had left with you 'in case of an emergency', and slithered over to the window outside Anonbabby's room
>Thankfully, Twilight had made the nursery on the ground floor, in fear of her unicorn offspring unlocking the crib latch, exiting through the baby-locked door, crawling down the hall and falling down the staircase to a premature death
>The neverending worry she had over her child was cute though
>Anyway, it was time for vengeance
>Anonbabby had INTENTIONALLY shat on your carpet the last time Twilight visited your place
>That diaper didn't come off by accident
>So it was your job to mete out justice
>You unlocked the window, and raising your legs through, silently slithered
>Wait, would Twilight have some magical way of detecting the window opening?
>Well, too late now
>You stealth forward at an excruciatingly slow pace, eventually reaching the crib
>The base of the bed only sat about eighteen inches off the ground, and the bars another eighteen
>Pony babbies were smol
>Anonbabby was sleeping peacefully- pefect
>You lowered the gate, and reached down and slowly, carefully, pulled her diaper off and moved it towards her chest, to deflect any possible suspicion
>She didn't wake up, thank god
>Two seconds of crying and Purple would teleport in here, ready for changing, cuddling, or combat
>Now for the hard part
>In preparation of your vengeance you'd only eaten soup and crackers for the past couple of days
>You managed to position your ass over the baby, and let out a stream of semisolid shit onto her
>'Mmmmmrph' you heard the sleeping Anon mutter in annoyance
>It had cascaded over her legs, cheast, and most of all, face, your gooey excrement soaked into her fur and the fabric of the crib mattress
>Your work complete, you pulled your pants up, shimmied back out the window, re-locked it, and headed back home
>You woke up early in the morning (you never needed much sleep), and after a big breakfast of vegetarian tendies, headed outside
>As you walked to Twilight's castle to check up on your victim, you heard a *pop* and some screeching coming from the next street over
>You ran across, suspecting what was happening
>The doors to the hospital were wide open, slowly shutting on their own
>You ducked inside to see Purple running into the emergency room, with much crying echoing through the halls
>You chased after Purple, eager to see your handiwork
"I'm a friend, she knows me." you answered, still walking towards the rooms in glee
>Dumb mare didn't even argue
>Here in Happy-Happy Land, everypony trusted everypony
>You ducked into the treatment hall and heard a panicking Twilight holding a screaming Anonbabby over her shoulder, pleading with a doctor inside one of the operating rooms
>"And when I came downstairs she was sleeping in her own feces, it was EVERYWHERE, I don't know how the diaper came off! I cleaned her up, but she's still crying and her eyes are red! I think she has an infection, what do we do??"
>You sat down in a chair outside where you could watch, but decided not to say anything
>Dr. Stethoscope used one of those optometrist scopes, the flashlight shining brightly into a very pissed Anonbabby's eyes while he peered through the glass
>"Yep, that's a serious infection of conjunctivitis" he answered in a deep African accent
>He pulled an eyedropper and open beaker, filling the latter with a solution from a bottle on a high shelf
>Now miss, I'm gonna need you to keep your baby's eyes open while I apply this medication" the doctor said
>Twilight laid Anonbabby down on the paper-coated bed, the latter wailing like a banshee
>"Just look at mommy, okay? Look at mommy… look at mommy…" Twilight hushed
>Dr. Stethoscope used the dropper twice in succession, and the crying grew an octave higher as the saline solution entered babby's eyes
>Twilight put Anonbabby back over her shoulder and made soothing noises, and the crying slowly shrank down to minor sniffling
>"We're gonna need to reapply that every thirty minutes for the next four hours." Stethoscope said, turning over
>"Now I recommend you read this." he answered in a displeased manner, handing her a pamphlet
>From your angle you could make out the title
>'Taking Proper Care of your Foals:'
>"A Guide for Negligent Parents"
>You could FEEL Twilight's heart break
>That's what you get for making everyone go to your stupid district rezoning meeting, bitch
>You are Anon
>You'd been ecstatic when you'd managed to open a portal to Equestria by rolling 1111111111
>It opened between your room and a cave in the Everfree, guaranteeing no pony would ever find it
>Nobody would check your house or miss you
>You had grabbed a survival kit, complete with freedom-powered gun , and jumped through
>Couple of timberwolves tried to make you a meal, but they were no match for a .22
>And ofc you hadn't told anybody
>You didn't want to compete for the monkeydick fetishists
>nopussi so far tho
>Worst of all, Twilight had 'accidently' turned you into the little green filly
>To an outsider, it would seem innocent enough
>But /mlp/ had warned you about this
>You couldn't use your gun to defend yourself since /nofingers/
>Twilight was supposedly rushing to find a cure, but you knew she was lying
>It was only a matter of time until you were beaten, brainwashed, raped, or diapered, if Anonfilly threads were right
>And you'd seen too many digits for them to be wrong
>You tried to hover around Glimmer and the CMC as much as possible, staying in the streets or populated stores, resturaunts
>You'd never enjoyed school before, but now you knew you were safe there
>Playdates with the CMC as much as possible
>But some nights you were alone with her
>And your door didn't have a lock
>So you sat up in bed, trying to stay awake as long as possible
>Damn filly body couldnt get past 11:30
>You shirked when Purple tried to touch you, and smelt the food she made before eating it
>You couldn't go home because you weren't a human, which would make life near-impossible
>w/o fingers you couldn't play vidya or shitpost anyway
>Every day was a symphony of fear
>You are Twilight
>Still feeling guilty about transforming Anon
>You'd have a cure ready in a week, two tops
>But Anon wasn't adjusting well
>She always tried to stay in public as much as possible, instead of being alone with you
>She seemed so SCARED all of the time, avoiding physical contact with you and hiding in her room
>She didn't sleep well either; every day she seemed tired
>What was she so afraid of?
>Anon had also become far more irritable
>He had been such a nice guy before, very charming
>Ever since he'd turned into a filly his mood hovered between grumpy and livid
>It seemed that the closer you tried to get to her, the more extreme her emotions would become
>She had hurled the most vicious insults at you a couple of times, and while frustration was understandable, the things she said were not
>But you couldn't punish her. Not when she looked so frightened when you came near to scold her
>Whatever this problem was, you'd have to deal with it before you'd change her back.
>You truly cared about Anon, but you weren't sure if it was as a friend or daughter
>Maybe both, but either way you'd help her in her time of need
A few more ideas for wishes pop into your head. Building off of Coco's suggestion of superpowers, you could wish for the ability to negate anything. You're not sure if that's too vague though, and what all it could entail. Negate your transformation and everyone else's? Useful. Negate previous actions? Maybe not. Time travel and undoing actions seems to clearly be off the table, lest you end up right where you are yet again.
You could always try and wish for more wishes in some roundabout way, like a ring of three wishes from D&D. That could have problems too, however. What if the items don't work the way you think they should work? If you wished for a ring of three wishes, how would you know how to activate it? Would it even grant the wishes you asked for it? After all, when you think about it, a wishing fountain will allow you to make an infinite amount of wishes at it just by throwing in a penny… and none of them have any guarantee of coming true.
It's around this point that Twilight notices you spacing out. "Why don't we hold off on the wishing for now?" she offers. "We can catch our trip to DC and maybe think about it when we've had some time to cool off? Unless you have anything else you'd rather be doing while we're in Fargo."
tabling one last wish idea before we do something else, we have discord bring us back to equestria at the exact place and moment we left
That's…a pretty good idea. Wonder if we could get him to throw in letting the group keep their memories, instead of wiping everything past the point they left. Wording could be something like "Take us back to the exact place and time we left Equestria, without wiping our memories."(don't say this out loud just yet, or discord may just pop up and say "You're wish is my command!").>>232619
"Is the private jet fine after all? Or will we have to fly pleb class on a commercial plane?"
>Weary skin drooping.
>Fags still getting demolished in vidya.
"What did you say!"
>Foals hammer the old fortress of what used to be Aryan superiority. Crumbling with loving hugs. A little more pain is just fine.
>Kill to Death Ratio maintained.
>"Sorry, grandma you know how busy it is."
"I know dear. I did help raise your father after all."
>I ain't a faggot, but I fucking miss my husband…
>The others passed on sooner than I can.
>Have to hold the line so these newfags can stop being limp-hoofed cock suckers.
>"Great-grams! Tell us a story!"
"Dear, how long has it been since the last…"
>Body is getting dusty. Irritating my eye like that.
>"Fifty years to the day."
>I did it. Those writefags owe me five bits.
>Story time first…
>A month has passed in a blink. All my business is in order. Except for one thing.
>Breaking out the new audio and video recording shit I send a few messages out to someponies. I have enough time for this.
>Purple… hasn't been taking the decline of her friends well.
>Cantdance still does the lovey dovey stuff.
>Her demon spawn is in orbit somewhere, or was it traveling around the world?
>Sunbutt is off doing something. Coming back every three years to make sure the country hasn't exploded yet.
>Moonmare has been found in dance clubs around the world. Doing gaming as a side gig. Still a dream watcher.
>Spike. Well not much to say there. He'll be around for a while still.
>Scoot's daughter might want this last video.
>Glimmer isn't dead? What! Kek, he'll be rolling in his grave when I tell him… Oh wait, that message was automated. Free life insurance. Spam.
>Now the personal crap is out of the way.
>Where's the voice distorter?!
>Ahh. Still chafes like old times. I'll send it to all my contacts.
>Auto-play in another fifty-ish years. Perfect. That'll leave them guessing then, but for now.
>I better get ready.
>"It's been fifty years since you heard from us!"
>Ponies, and creatures pause in horror.
>They still lived.
>Oh Twilight! Oh Celestia! Oh Luna! They still live!
>"Brace yourselves this ride never ends!"
>That's when the screaming started.
>It's been a very long time since I've fully suited up.
>Let's see what new protectors will rise up. See if that magic tree stops being a birch… after all these years they got me. Some of them were too fond of puns-
>"Stop right there Im-el-pole!"
>"I can't let you do this. The future is so bright. Global peace is here!"
"I don't think you quite understand. This isn't your fight old mare-"
>She nearly shot me with a beam. Celestia, such high hopes then she just blasts me. At least she learned to stop monologues.
>"Old mare? Really?"
"You forgot the double slash."
>I booped her on the schnoz.
>Pandemonium continues. I don't have all that much time left with this thing on.
"Stand aside Purple Smart."
>"Damn it An-"
"Omae Wa Mou Shindeiru."
>One flaw of Twilight's being too book smart.
>Booped. She has gotten a habit of speaking with whatever language she get's a question, or a statement from. Might just be the bureaucracy getting to her.
>Where are the chosen heroes…
>A green, and purple dragon is coming to face me.
>Bone still ache from what Cadence, and her kid did.
"Come down here so I can kick your ass!"
>Warning extreme temperatures detected.
"Well you done messed up son. Remember football?"
>Feels like my heart's on fire. Skin raw. Body crying in pain, and determined joy. I understand their rush now.
"-and hurt you."
>The container is holding me together. Just long enough.
>The crystal tree castle starts to glow, and shine like an out of place discoball.
>Those fags certainly did take their sweet time.
>Five necklaces, and a tiara. On my last legs.
>Can't even see them clearly.
>An eldritch not-white glow emanates from them. Into the air.
>Is it sweat, or blood in my eye?
>Don't even know their names.
>Rainbow of doom draws nearer.
>The world will be in good hands.
>This is it.
>"Took you long enough to get here."
"You fags owe me five bits."
>The non-homosexual bro hug was not gay at all.
>Not even the group hug part, or the song and dance.
I don't quite understand this, but I think it makes me sad…
Never mind, just reread it.
Good green, this is a nice bittersweet.
I was thinking it would work less like our minds being put into our past bodies, but more our present bodies and minds being brought back to that place and time after our past selves already set these other events in motion
Filly is dead, and perpetual lurkers like you killed her.
It could be worse, we might have turned out like the bat pony thread on /mlp/
Pardon me for not keeping up with that place, what happened?
>>232736>>232740>>232748>>232749>Filly is dead
Most likely like filly is taking a break.
Dead, and corpse constantly being resurrected with bumps, EQD tier posting and increasingly sparkly and flamboyant OCs.
Nah, that's just a regular alicorn.
Where's her decaying flesh and wicked cool magical swag?>>232755
Gib degenerate as fuck draw ideas. Nothing explicit, but I have hours to kill where I'd otherwise be bored out of my skull.
>>232760>degenerate as fuck>Nothing explicit
Anonfilly and Anoncolt holding each other's hooves
>>232760>extremely degenerate>no explicit
Purple standing in filly's doorway and staring soullessly at her while filly sits in a neckbeard nest doing nothing but playing a barebones dota rip that she programmed herself on a toaster or something
Basically just clarifying that I won't do straight up porn.
Anything fetish-y that would look like nothing if someone looked over my shoulder is fine.
that may be, but I like to keep the definition of degeneracy at not just being weird in sexual terms, but also with being a general disappointment. Also, it would be something I don't think we see enough of in terms of filly art.
Some breastfeeding art would be great That's not sexual, r-right?
Maid outfit filly. Nurse filly. School uniform filly. Filly getting put in stockings.
A group of retard Anonfillies riding the short bus to school
You got it backwards, it's Anonfilly.
Twilight telling Anon she's a good girl for wetting herself
Kill yourself pedophile(USER WAS BANNED FOR THIS POST)
That first filly looks so snug
Okay qt, and you hug yourself and think about hòw you spend your time telling others to kys you silly little filly
I would give that filly headpats in exchange for a cookie.
Adorable lil' baker filly
"So, just to be clear of the plans, was a private jet fine after all? Or are we going to fly pleb class on a commercial plane?"
"The plan… is still a private flight," Alex manages to slur out. "Don't want to deal with airport security and ponies. Might not be a problem given the circumstances, but they might be in chaos right now. So yeah…"
"Alright, that works. I guess let's head out."
You make your way out of the bar and through the city. By the looks of things, the number of ponies outside hasn't changed. It's still around 1 in 10, although you note that many of them are more clustered together. For every 50 humans you see walking about in the now slightly less chaotic streets of Fargo, you see 5 or 6 ponies clustered together. And they're always walking too. You never see a pony behind the wheel of a car. Maybe it's because their faces no longer match their driver's licenses, or maybe it's the simple fact that their hind legs don't quite reach the pedals of the cars, and none of the unicorns have learned to use magic yet. A few pegasi are seen trying to fly, though they aren't very good at it.
As you walk, you try to think up a few more ideas for wishes. An odd other idea for a time travel wish emerges, so you offer it to Twilight. "What if we just wish to be returned to the exact place and time we were at before we used the Elements to return to Earth?"
She nods as she hears your suggestion, slightly contented by the idea. "That would seem like the best idea we have thus far, although there are some possible caveats to consider."
"Well it's time travel, after all. Either we possibly create a paradox by destroying the possibility of us making the wish in the first place for us to travel back in time, or time travel works by depositing us in a separate universe. In which case… wouldn't we just be dooming this one?"
"I, um… maybe?"
"And if we are going to doom this timeline… why are we bothering with saving Equestria?"
You misunderstood what I meant when I said what I did. I meant that the past us would've already gone back to earth, present us would just appear in front of Celestia Terminator-style just as the portal was closing or something.
You want to return to Equestria the immediate moment after you doomed it?
yes, I believe we could still find a way to fix it with what we know and have (assuming we still have the remains of the elements with us).
So how is time traveling with broken elements more useful than just traveling to Equestria?
gives us a slight time advantage
discord would only just be waking up, NMM would only just be returning, and the changelings would be a longer way off from their goals
also, it would give us a spare moment to apologize to Celestia for purposefully screwing her over,
Okay, but a lot of that time advantage would be eaten up by the fact that the location you were at was not exactly ground zero of where Discord and NMM would be attacking.
but we would also have the immediate ear of Celestia and the foreknowledge of everything to come. If she's willing to work with us (and possibly outside her comfort zone of leadership), we could lock down the discord situation by not allowing the chaos that broke him free to happen if we were to mobilize enough suppression forces to seek out and remove any and all changeling infiltrators. Also, assuming Celestia is just as capable of transforming at will as her sister is, then the potential power boost would be more than enough to deal with NMM without using the elements. This situation is still fixable, even if it requires briefly turning equestria into the normie-level understanding of the third reich.
I think you misunderstand something. Discord was not freed because of chaos in the same manner as he was in the show. Discord, as well as NMM, were both freed at the same time as a result of the Elements shattering.
Information gathering for now does sound like a good idea.
Here's my thoughts.Since the Elements shattered the journey is for bonds of friendship with the others. Increasing the friendship stat until the option to [d]woo them all[/d] combine forces into the orbital friendship beam.
This. As tempting going immediately back might be, we still don't have the Elements, and I don't think a transdimensional wormhole and a shitton of villians can be fixed with just any ol' magic.
I love you and your art Scotch no homo>>232943>tfw
Here ya go.>>232849
I think I'll do this one next, another long car ride tomorrow.>>232773
that's a bit too sexual.Maybe later…
>>232358>Be Soul #5>Why did I have to be a herd animal to survive in this place alone.
There wasn't much of a choice. Either that, or being used as an omelette garnish.>Yep, the alternative would have been worse.
>Be Soul #1>Equestria. Even as a mini girl horse foal things are looking up.>"Where are your parents?">A cloaked figure obviously deformed, but completely covered. A lone bag hanging from the form. Defensively holding onto it.>A masculine voice with some disdain, and consideration.
Definitely in a hurry.
"Well-">The equally busy street didn't give either of us time to react.>A cloaked figure stole his very important bag.>"Thief!"
>Be Soul #6
"Once I make a duplicate of this I'll submit it for analysis. Feels great to speak normally.">She's still hugging me. Careful to not let the tablet break.>A loud knock reverberates.>"Twilight, We have had a most troubling premonition."
>"You too princess?">"Indeed Sir Spike, and I have a feeling that more ponies might have this as well.">Hard to remember that. Those little details.
I think monsters that called us their queen, and mother would be notable.>Oh! That's right. They tried to fuck us, too. I think.>"Princess Luna I need see- check on my friends.">"Twilight? Princesses? Tea is ready.">Several ponies barge into the building.>"I'll make some more tea."
>Is that Discord?
What in the world.
>Be Anonymous Shimmer (Soul #4)
Nice thing about having an economy not corrupted makes business flourish.>Also being ethical is a viable business model.
Just have to be careful of some Griffon banks.>Having the interest rate not be so minuscule certainly makes the future be bright.>Still a long way to go for watching the shop.
>"-phone game developers!">"Yay!">Should have paid more attention.>In the clubhouse. Something isn't quite right, but everything is normal.
I don't know how this will end in sap, leaves, and a mess, but it will.>Software development hell here we come.
"What even is this sh-stuff?"
"That- I- Fu- Fine."
Ohhhh it's the partially physical analogue to magic.>That doesn't even make sense.
It's in the hardware.>"Anon just take a look at the diagram. It really does help."
Don't do it. It'll lock us out of using everything.
"I'll be fine just need to think about it for a moment.">"Don't get too lost in there."
>What depraved mind came up with this!>Quantum time bound frequencies…
It's the crystals, and materials. Some are harmonic; Some are discordant; Some are neutral; Some exhibit and amplify negative traits, and thoughts.>It's fucking nature. Of course it's fucking nature.>"Anon… yah're done mumblin'?"
"Yeah. I just had an existential crisis for a moment.">Scootaloo speaks her words of wisdom.>"Been having allot of those lately."
Nth dimensional wave, and thoughtforms->Hold on. Thoughtforms?
Our theory is that here there is a plane of thoughts, and plane of souls. The specific materials tap into those dimensions.>You arn't saying what I think you're saying right?
From what it looks like everything fits.>Machine spirits, psykers, and false gods.>"She has that look again.">Sweetie Belle is holding a dictionary like her holy book.
"I'm fine. Just need to build my own system."
Pfft, just build it our ass. We have a perfectly good computer in here.>The dancing flower in the clubhouse always seemed to calm us down.>Wha- Ah gotcha. Have to use our brain.
"Sorry, was being stupid. What are we doing right now?">"Making the engine."
>"Anonymous. That's our last apple."
"I almost have physics programmed.">"Chanting 'Newt', 'Plank', 'Ton', and 'forces' with other things is starting to be irritating."
>"It works. Not sure what you did, but it works."
Well, we cheated. It's a knock off of a perceived reality that simplifies things, as needed. Running the engine at maximum quality would make any hardware move at a crawl.>Hunh.>Sap is now leaking from the screen and from my ears.
Also we need to wake up. Someone is at the shop door.>What?
>I was asleep on the counter at The Film Flam brothers shop. Only been a minute or two.
Sorry to wake you from the needed rest, but we have work to do.>Damn. Dreams have been getting more real every time. Computers still work like normal right?
They do. The dream logic was something else.>Better than nightmares.
"Welcome, to the Flim Flam Brothers' Everything-Under-the-Sun Emporium! How can I help you today?"
If the dreams are real enough maybe we can fight the nightmares.
>Be Occult Façade>Heading to the wonderbolts cloud derby, then to a bidding spree.>Make friends, and influence the future generation.
Posture is correct. Body language should be just fine.
>"Lady Pants right this way.">This is pretty impressive. Not as much as the princesses castle, but definitely worth seeing.>To the VIP box here we go.
>Be Forbidden Knowledge (Pony Subconscious)>A stereotypical therapist's office with the weird long couch, chair thing. The furniture is actually quite nice.
"I'm not comfortable with the ethical ramifications!">"Mhmmm."
"Occult Facade is dead! We left her to die!">"I- right, I shouldn't get into why we believe we didn't die. What could any of us have done?"
"I…">He's hugging me.>"We believe that ourselves to be a…">"hmm, that we have a higher form of the soul of us. Where we are immortalized, remembered no matter what. Something untouchable by anything. A higher version of us that looks out for us. A personalized after after life for everyone of us."
"A god. You think you are all a god?">"Eh, more or less. We think it expands to practicality everyone, and everything, but the nitty gritty sums it up.">No way.
"Is that why you're fine with what she did?">"Well, partially it's also like a ship of Theseus the meta structure of us that makes it us. Just the memories alone makes us who we are. We liken it to time travel as well. If we miss a few parts that sucks, but we will get better.">Theseus?
"What if it's no longer boat shaped? Like it turns into a house?">"We believe that as long as it has the 'essence' or the meta-ness of ourselves it still counts."
"Then what is that essence?">"We have no idea."
"Assuming everything to be just the material world.">"That's quite a bit to unpack. Memories, Body, Mind, and Sou- Core beliefs.">"Obviously we lost our body, but we're still us. Even if we lost more biological, or even electronical aspects of us if we get turned into a robot, or a cyborg at some point. Us the subconscious, and conscious are impacted by this greatly.">"If we lost our mind, meaning conscious, and subconscious, we would be heavily damaged, but still us.">"Losing our memories, would be the same. Almost entirely wiping the slate clean.">"Losing our core beliefs would be a hard hit to take. We think we could get it back, but it could be difficult."
"What if you lost everything?">"Then there isn't anything to worry about.">"But, assuming we lost everything, but one.">"Only the body, a new man, or a new filly could possibly take our place. Unless parts of the purely biological subconsious remembers. The DNA, and RNA with neural connections could possibly rekindle us. Still assuming that this is only a material, and not spiritual stuff.">"Only the memories, we would reform. Same with the mind, and core beliefs."
"Still, I do think we left her to die.">"Then we have to everything we can to honor her sacrifice. The world is a wonderful, and wonderfully cruel place."
"I- then what do I do?">"Do what you want with it. Accept it for what it is, but it's in the past. We have to move forward the consequences for not doing so can be worse then the fear of an unknown future, or present.">"You have ultimate freedom. The choice is yours."
"Anything?">"And everything that you can possibly choose."
"Hunh. Isn't it time for lunch?">He looks at the clock moves the hands, then nods.>"I'm feeling up for a wedge salad right about now. What do you think you want?"
"Do you have the books? About…">"Yeah I'll show you on the way."
Rules are simple. One line of text, next fag in line gets to fuck up the story in their own unique way.
Let's try and not let it die really quickly this time.
>"Anon, that's the last straw. Go to your room and think about what you did."
>>233059>Bane Daki>piss jug>Clock with the 3 AM time>bags under Twilight's eyes
It's the little details that make this great>>233083>All this trippy plane shit
You should work for Wizards of the Coast
I'll definitely look into that.
fucking kek>ywn be forced to have a group of retarded pony friends as the filly
why even live?
"But I got my Z-word pass from Zecora, it's okay to say it!"
I wanna feed the slow filly her mashed peas and give her lots of snuggles.
>Eric Harris becomes the filly
What happens now?
"I still get to keep mine though, right? Taking it away would be insulting her culture…
Arrest you for racism.
You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law…
You can't arrest shit, I'm a foreign dignitary on behalf of Humanity!
I'm taking this as a declaration of war, wait until Donald Trump and Vladimir Putin hear about this!
Just asking to make sure, but if the gang found out that the mane 6 could harness friendship/harmony power without the elements(from watching the show) would it be possible for them to do it themselves? Or have you decided that's not how it will work in this story's version of Equestria?
Eh, I think that might be a perfectly legitimate path to victory.
Twisted Metal: Cheers
"Alright, so, what if we wished to be returned to Equetria the moment after we left it? We wouldn't create any alternate timelines, or cause any paradoxes. All the pieces would be where they need to be for time to flow as it did before. There is still the problem of not having the elements, but something tells me we may not necessarily need them."may I suggest that Filly watches Totally Legit Recap to catch up?
You have good taste in classic Playstation IPs. Did you ever play Twisted Metal on PS3 when the PS Store was still a thing?
No, I didn't. I had a friend who played the original, but I've watched a lot of the cutscenes from the PS3 one.
You take a moment to think about the best retort to her comment, only to realize you hadn't quite been describing the wish as it had first popped into your head. Before you lose it again, you immediately offer your revised idea. "Okay, so say we wished to return to Equestria the moment AFTER we left it. There's no new alternate timelines, no paradoxes, no nothing."
"And two apocalyptic threats to deal with," Twilight interrupts.
"Right. And that's going to be the hard problem to deal with, especially with no Elements. Something tells me we won't need them though."
"Okay, and what's your plan to take down Discord and Nightmare Moon with no Elements? I'm willing to trust your psychic visions, but assuming this is just a hunch of yours, it isn't very assuring."
Your ears droop a little bit. "You're not entirely opposed to the idea, are you?"
She shakes her head. "No. But maybe we should craft a plan BEFORE we do any time traveling? After all, if this is our plan, it wouldn't even matter if we were to, say, wait a decade before saving the world. Hell, we could live out most of our natural lives, then go back and save Equestria."
Very nice, it must've taken a while to make it>>233307>"Alright, you get one phone call. Who's it gonna be?">>233418
W-what're they gonna do there?
We should probably not push it so far back. The god of chaos is notoriously fickle, so there's no telling if there will come a day when he decides to withdraw the promise of that free wish.
Hey, why don't we try introducing the gang to the show when we get the chance? Perhaps some of the episodes might give Twilight inspiration for new spells and the like?
thank you very much, filly
i am stranded my guys, phone and bike are broken. stuck in cumberland, bye guys, it's been fun. lol
someone please say something in the discord, am
Get in a fucking bus, faggot.
If you have access to shitpost you have access to a taxi, or a cab.
If all else fails call upon the pony spirits to guide you.
taking a bus, then.
You'd best not be dead.
I think >>233415
can help you>>233519>Twilight rules over Ponyville as an evil queen>Swarms of mindflayers surround the Friendship Castle, protecting it>Cherilee figures out that she can sneak in if she uses the retard fillies as a shield to hide from their psychic detection>She assassinates Twilight, comes outside to see the retards all roleplaying different movies and killing the mindflayers, none of whom knows what's going on
Anonfilly is top cute
>>233751>babby Twi is even smoller than babby Anonfilly
Ha, instead of going up her fun hole, Purple tears her anus apart irreparably.
But what if the sky was purple?what if the sky was Purple?
I think you fucked up that formatting big time, bro.
When sizes are compared.. just wow!
R for respect.
Yep, guess you've gotta pull the trigger now.
Looks fine on my machine.
Did you not get what I meant by my post?
"You're right, we've got time to think this through. Though we probably shouldn't keep Discord waiting for a decade or more. De-aging might not come included with the time travel, and who knows if the offer could have some kind of arbitrary expiry date. Now that we have time, I'm curious if you've decided to visit your family while you're still on Earth."
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I dont think he did, I m not sure I want to know the end of the tale eitherGuessing ya meant something like >image but with Anonfilly, if so then sign me in for the breastfeeding session
Worth itHow else will we test it for the NASAFilly moon launch project?
Anon is a pedophile for wanting to be breastfed? I'm pretty sure adolescents can't breastfeed, dude.
I don't think I will. Maybe you should instead?
at least say it in a more interesting way, for example:
>go commit deathpacito
>go commit oxygen-not-reach-lungs
there are 101 ways to say that that are so much more interesting than just the two word 'kill yourself.' Get some quality banter before trying again.
You realise it's in all likelihood a bot, right?
Oh hey, I didn't know this VPN was french!
It's neglected to respond to your post and >>233823
. If it were a bot, it would respond to every post other than itself in order, or otherwise follow some consistent response strategy. This is an individual who is typing out each response manually because he's a homo.
It depends on how well it's put together, remember that one a ways back that would rapidly switch through VPNs? Maybe it misses posts when one VPN gets banned and it changes to another. I just can't fathom a living, breathing human being browsing a thread he doesn't like for hours on end, just to type out a tiny selection of phrases to a bunch of people. Then again, there was pixelcanvas.
It's a guy.
I won't tell you how I know and you don't have to believe me, but it is.
That's just depressing.
kys-filly is a QT Pa-2T!
>Filly tells Twilight to kill herself
>She does it
>>233806>All tendie factories shut down as Anons discover new alternative energy source>>233824
Been a while since we've seen you.
You taking draw requests?
the shit out of her until she smiled
So I can call you a faggot for this prompt.>What do you do with her?
Call you a faggot for this prompt.
to see if the paradox will destroy the universe>what do
probably hug if the universe still exists
To have another me around.>What do.
To take over the world! Possibly get content finished too.
In b4 I find out that, no this doesn't make a duplicate. I'm just stuck as a filly unable to do anything. As the heat stroke sets in the fur unable to release enough heat I die slowly of dehydration.
Unless cartoon physics works.
Man, if I could do this, I could actually make some of the stuff that's too big a scope for me to make by myself in a timely manner. …but it would be another mouth to feed.
But could you really draw twice as fast with a double who has no idea what to do with hooves and a mouth instead of fingers?
Oh no… this isn't some sort of unbirthing fetish thing is it?
>>233940>Another mouth to feed.
Also it's another source of revenue with possibilities. Voice acting, Art, porn star
, day trading, stay at home and hope no one finds you kind of stuff. Always pay the tax man. (Depending on the situation)
If filly version of you has earth pony magic give 'em a potted plant to use their spoopy pony shit on. When you give yourself a blank look use memes to coax it out of 'em. (Unless they have the horn of magic power then it's all about creating a portal to Equestria / whatever magic bullshit.)
Well if it wasn't, it is now!
You're supposed to select a contentfag tho…..
"Alright, you're right on that one. We shouldn't wait too long though. Discord might come back and withdraw his promise on a free wish, and we don't even know if we'd de-age in that time travel process."
She shrugs. "Okay, that's fair. Plus there's always the problem if one of us dies, so let's not go for more than a few years."
Blossom looks at you with the most adorable, pleading eyes. "Do you guys think, since we're going to be time traveling anyways, that we could get a chance to see our families first before we go back?"
It's hard to resist that look. You place a calming hoof on her shoulder. "Hey, we're probably going to be visiting Diana's family. We could probably meet yours too."
You look over to the rest of your friends. "Anyone else got family they want to visit before we potentially go back to Equestria for good?"
Daring immediately shakes her head. "I'm pretty sure I burned those bridges mate. Think we could go to Disneyland though? I've always wanted to go to Disneyland."
"I'm seconding Disneyland!" Coco calls out. "It wasn't around when I was a kid, and now I've got the chance again." Blossom and Lyra follow soon after, both demanding to visit Disneyland before saving the world.
Vist friends, and family. Bring 'em along too if they want.To the place where wishes come true.
getting a friend that I can confide in unconditionally and won't have to worry about judging me>what would I do?
probably the same daily shit, just now with help
Is Twilight a Ulitharid?
I have to know. Did she dip?
Stop posting your fucking filly plush pics from Bronycon god damnit you're making me jealous
The more important question: Did she double-dip?
Filly now has a taste for flesh. You'll never be safe again.
"Hey, Alex. Could a trip to DidneyLand be considered a business expense? Like 'Missing persons reunited with their families take a trip to DisneyLand, before returning to the planet that needs them.' Sound like an ok headline? We could even cap it off by using that wish from Discord to literally make it 'The place where wishes come true.' "
(Didney is intentional on my part)>>233967 I see you, cheeky dude/filly
Fucking sideways again aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Learn how to rotate a fucking photo.>>234516
Motion blur sucks enough in video games, we don't need it in drawings too.
>all this bitching
And you guys are the reason that the general is dead
Who's the reason?
The faggot bitching about new content
Beautiful work poner.
They deserve to be finished with love, artistic love if you know what I mean.
Thank you for to show them.
Kill yourself fag
gaf flesruoy llik
I wasn't bitching about new content, just that you fucks don't know how to rotate.
It's because the website strips rotation data, you mongoloid. We can't do shit about it on mobile
It's fucking easy, just find a fag with a laptop and send the images to him over skype or something on your phones. I'm sure at least one of you brought one.
Thats a lot of steps, my guy. You could rotate it from your PC right now. Also,>skype
What is this, ebaums world in 2008?
We can send them over MySpace. Would that work?
S E N D F I L L Y T H R O U G H C A R R I E R P I G E O N
>>234563>not rotating the entire monitor instead
Better than the shithole that is Discord, fuck you.
Let me upload them to my Usenet server
>>234570>Discord>Not real life
Get a life, faggot
Discord made this content faggot, piss off.
DISCORD IM HOWLING AT THE MOON
DISCORD, IM HOWLING AT THE MOON
You first, homo
Hey anon how come your momfu lets you have 2 kill yourselves?
Y'know, all the artfags here got together to make shitty content tonight cause of discord, right? We're also collecting 'kill yourselves' tonight.
I got four Woo! Did I win something?
I think that's bingo
Golly, there sure is a lot of discord in this thread tonight…
This isn't content, it's garbage.
Better than your garbage excuse for a life
Where’s your content then ?
I can't believe kill yourself filly has been replaced by a bot.
Now I kind of want to see a drawing of Discord picking up filly and rotating her 90 degrees.
Kill me yourself, you coward.
Your salt makes our party even better
Keep salting things up, fag
You are a dumb robot you faget, love u no homo
I kind of want to see something of filly faxing Twilight pictures of herself asking her to rotate them.
It's kinda depressing this guy actually doesn't have anything better to do than to tell actual content fags posting filly to an hero. Golly gee Guys
Thats an academy record
Hey KYSanon, what do you think about Israel's ability and willingness to use nuclear weapons?
I wonder if Atlas needs more volunteers to keep the site clean while Americans sleep.
Kill me yourself.
If you were organizing a meetup of fillyfags at BC, you niggers should have said something in the thread about it. Stop pretending that you're being righteous and making lots of important content when it's just pencil drawings that nobody will ever post again anyways.
Nobody here mentioned going. Only post about it is someone saying they're jealous. Probably would have got no response, or just told to fuck off about mentioning it since most arent there. Also, >gatekeeping content
I'm not trying to gatekeep anything, it just happens that pencil drawings don't often get used for reactions.
And it wouldn't have been told to fuck off if you didn't do it like a faggot, but since you'll constantly defend a platform run by furfags that doesn't even want you, I doubt you're capable of doing that in a way that wouldn't result in you being told to fuck off.
Nah, just insulting people and driving them away? Good for thread activity
Hey man, I get you dont like discord, I dont either, but everyone meeting up is either to achieve through it since its a more personal thing, less random/anonymous , im sorry you are upset you arent here but saying that fillies art isnt real content is just mean, people put effort in and for once theres no cyoa post to overshadow it so rather than wasting our time arguing over nothing can we just agree that discord is shit, but has its uses sometimes, art is art and that we are all filliesvat the end of the day
This, also i loved redcrow T H I C C paper drawings, wish he drew more
>>234651>If I didn't pretend the >> is there or post it, and I'll give a (You)>None of my little contribuitions got any
Its alright, Im just a faceless nameless (You)less friendless filly anyway,..
I..i gonna just go to the Everfree and post hoof written paper things on walls and trees, hopefully i get a curious filly to cuddle
Running on an altered state of mind right now. Tomorrow I'll look closer through the thread.
I like all of the fillys, so you are my fren, fren
>>234653>Tfw no one got the slenderman(filly) reference>>234660I do have a forest around me but it was mostly for the reference>>234657>>234658
And its fine, its just (You)s, yall need it more than meI just want a fuzzy filly buddy to cuddle and keep the cold away>>234659
Where is snek filly? [SFS] is almost in session already
Thank you, I spent a lot of time on some of those.Though a personalized (You) would be a bit nicer of a gift in the future…
FINISH THEM! Please.
They are too cute to leave them like that.
What the fuck does this have to do with filly?
The ones I worked on were finished. I'm not at the con.
I try to lurk, because there isn't much for me to say that hasn't already been said.
I'll give it a shot though.>>234667>Tfw no one got the slenderman(filly) reference
Completely slid past my mind last night.
>Spoiler Number 2
One day friend… one day that will happen…
"Alright, alright, I'll think about it."
This seems to shut your friends up for a while. You try to make your way closer towards the airport, all the while thinking of just how many ways your friends might delay your return to Equestria. Maybe it's because you were never too attached to your dad and your brothers, but for whatever reason you can't help but yearn to leave this Earth once more, and you're not even sure if you'll want to come back. Though you obviously can't deny your friends their rights to see their family, you begin to wonder if there might be a way to combine their wishes into one. An answer comes to you almost immediately.
You look up to Alex, who appears to be on the phone. When he got on the phone, you're not sure, but he seems to be talking with what seems like an executive about the flight timing. A few minutes later he hangs up and informs you all that the flight should be departing at its scheduled time, as the jet isn't even in the hangar in the first place. Unless the airport completely shuts down (which, judging by the fact that there is now much less smoke coming from the area, may not be the case), you could stand to get out of Fargo as soon as possible.
When Alex is done delivering the news, you offer a question to him. "Hey Alex, could a trip to Disneyland be considered a business expense? Like say for some sort of 'Missing persons reunited with their families at Disneyland' kind of story? Hell, we could even top it off by using the wish from Discord to literally make it 'The place where wishes come true.'"
He shrugs. "Maybe. I'm not an accountant. That said, you're talking to the wrong journalists if you want something sensational like that. If you want a company that literally makes their own news, try CNN or Fox. If you'd like, I could introduce you to one of their executives, who might be able to hook you up with a deal."
Just answer, no need to make youself known as unnessesarily smary
What is filly wearing? And very good job mate
Pink bandages. It's an image based on Lone15's green made by Plunger, got uploaded to derpi a while ago which is probably how he found it.
“I’m sorry filly, it’s been confirmed you’re gay and autism, I’m afraid it’s terminal.”
I was about to say >inb4 pile topples and fillies start fighting eachother over who's fault it was
but this is better
Looks like I really fucked up this time. I wish I could say that wasn't something I'm familiar with. To anyone still reading, try to enjoy.>>232531>You are the one and only foal abuse poster filly.>Of course, you always have been. Or at least you've always been you.>Why have you been thinking like that recently?>Where the fuck were you…>Right, you're wet, muddy and miserable standing next to a pony who not even two hours ago wanted to toss you into a tree because you wouldn't talk to her.>Fucking yanderes…>You almost want to just ditch her, but like always you're nothing without somebody who can take care of your ass.>And nobody's good at it.>Sorry, nopony.>You've had it up to the tips of your short little fucking ears with this piece of shit world.>"Alright, we're here. Let's just go back to your place, get a nice shower and chill-"
"No.">"That was the plan, wasn't it?"
"I need to check up on something, everything feels… just a bit off-kilter here.">"Oh fuck you, I want a hot shower."
"You'll still be going after me, it's my goddamn house. It'll go easier with two ponies anyways.">"Fine, what the fuck do you want to do?">You simply point.>…>"What are we-"
"Shh.">"I thought you wanted my-"
"You can help by shushing.">You gaze through the drizzle at the door to the castle.>Nothing has happened after thirty minutes.>"We should jus-">The door opens.>A frazzled looking Twilight walks out.>Wings are filled with broken and out of place feathers, mane and tail look more like something a bird would fancy a nest than what a pony would realistically keep, pretty standard for Defcon 1 Twilight..>Her horn glows constantly as she walks off in the opposite direction of the bush you're sitting in, her mouth moving.>Is she talking to herself?
"I think that's all I'll get for now. Time to head home.">"Fuck yeah.">You hear Lyra cry out in agony.>You quickly turn to her to see that there's a hole in her ear.>Fuck.>"Why the fuck is Lyra Heartstrings hiding in my bushes with my foal who I-">Twilight's voice stops.>"C-clover, your leg…"
"Anon. Pleased to meet you.">"Celestia no…"
"I'll tell you what I know if you'll grab my friend some freaking gauze, Jesus…">Lyra whimpers.>"A-and a shower would be nice after that.">…>Bathing is a pain in the ass with your handicap, but damn does it feel nice to be fluffed up again.>You're currently playing with your mane, sitting on one of the comfiest sofas in the house.>The only thing that could make this better would be a mug of hot chocolate, but beggars can't be choosers.>"So, you don't know me at all?">You've modified your story a bit so you don't end up in the exact same situation.
"Nope, I pretty much just landed here in Equestria looking like this. Well, not this Equestria.">You look at Twilight for a second, as if pondering.
"I saw you on the television in the orphanage from time to time.">She smiles, and you pause to let her self-esteem gain momentum-
"Where I'm from, you looked a lot skinnier.">Only to pull the rug out from under it Looney Tunes style.>You can see the flash of anger in her eyes, but her voice betrays it.>"I'll… excuse your lack of manners since you were raised in such circumstances.">You nod, even though that makes no sense based on what you've told her of the truth.>She knows this isn't your first rodeo with childhood.>There's silence for a bit.>"Your leg-"
"I don't talk about the leg.">"Really, because to me it seems like you're hiding something from me, young mare.">There's that tone again.>Right before something goes down, she start speaking like that.
"Couldn't be set, had to be removed.">"Some sort of primitive Equestria you were in?"
"No ma'am.">You hear her voice inside your head.>'Are you really sure you want to hide things from me? It wouldn't be hard to just… take a look around in here.'>You can at least tell she's bluffing on that.>Your Twilight would've done that long ago if she was capable of it.>Scan you regularly, punish you for every single unseen crime…>The drinking you did with League alone would've had you getting a new fucking liver, you have no doubts that she would readily explode the thing inside of you just to prove a point about how underage drinking is bad.
"What reason would I have to hide anything from you? Look away.">You keep your thoughts quiet and reserved until you can feel the pressure leave your head.
"Who's this foal of yours you're looking for?">"She looks just like you, minus the… burns and missing leg. Are you sure you didn't set off a bomb or something?">Fuckfuckfuck.>You chuckle nervously.
"I'm a dumb fuck, fell on a radiator.">"Language. That must've been some radiator."
"I say fell, but it was more like chained and forced into.">"And I'm supposed to believe that?"
"And I'm supposed to believe you wouldn't break a filly's rib-">A magical choke-hold tightens around your neck.>"I knew it.">She holds down for a good fifteen seconds before letting go.>You cough and gasp for Oxygen, feeling her eyes piercing your skull.>"So you're the reason I lost my perfect little angel."
"The only way a filly could be perfect for you is if she were-">You lock eyes with her.
"You fucking didn't.">"I did, and the only thing stopping me from doing it to you is that information in your skull."
"And the fact that you don't want to deal with having me take off this fucking crutch every time you want me to suck your tits.">"Oh hey! Killer shower, Princess.">The two of you look at Lyra simultaneously. >"I've never felt anything like that, so many different types of shampoo too.">Silence.>"And all the rubber ducks! You have some sort of fetish or-">"I think I might just beat the shit out of the both of you. Might be cathartic."
>>235338>Be Anonymous.>Wet.>Blood?>No, water.>Shallow?>No, deep.>Dirty?>No, clean.>Safe to open your eyes.>Lights.>Other ponies.>Ponies.>Her.>Her.>He->"Anon.">Hard.>Blood.>Speak.>Throat stuck.>Something taps eye.>Flutter it open.>Dark.>Note.>'No sounds until you've recovered.'>Exit?>No, warmth.>On your face.>Not light.>Body warmth.>Return favor with hoof.>…>Back in bed.>Bubble of silence works two ways.>Comfy pillows.>Fall asleep.>Wet the bed.>Twilight isn't fazed, just replaces the sheets.>You can't apologize, but the shame on your face says all it needs to.>Least that's what the note says.>No pancakes, but lots of soup.>Some if it even tastes a bit meaty.>Shows you her methods finally.>It's a cookbook forwarded by Treehugger.>'Gaia's Plate: Recipes for Making Everything From Scratch.">You read through a lot of it.>Really interesting stuff, where to find good substitutes for wheat, how to grind flour, where yeast grows naturally…>Eventually, your plugs are removed and you're allowed to hear again.>There are a few issues with your ear, but nothing that's a major hindrance.>Thank god.>"Anon, I found something I think you might want to see at the lab.">Within a flash, you're there.>A hulking behemoth of a machine stands before you.>Pipes and wires run into every instrument within a mile, valves filled with something clear that isn't water.
"Don't tell me you're going to turn that thing on.">"I won't be able to for quite some time, but in theory…">She flips through a binder full of yellowed parchment.>"That should be able to take you back to your old world."
That's because Lyra Plush is whispering to her she's cute.
Ah, the wonders of friendship, and networking.Keep it up. Soon filly and friends will find a wild President, and the meeting with their friends and family.>>235059>Spoiler>comeinsidefilly was super effective.>>235077
Lubricating the engine of the school system for ease of passage, and a chance for better opportunities later.>>235239Hunh. Learn something new every day…>>235246>The other green filly in the too big doctors coat states with conviction.>>235302>>235303>A swarm of fillies disturbed by their natural predator, Twilighikus-Sparkleous.>>235334
There are bigger problems filly's ass is sideways. Anon is doing her a disservice for not telling her that her butt's abomination needs to be rect-al-ified. Good job. There is room for improvement, and I look forward toward seeing it.>>235338
Mission Failed we'll get 'em next time.>>235339
Huzza! Better teleportation get. Hopefully Twilight will travel somewhere with greener pastures.Still looking foward to the next installment.>>235351
Filly accidentally tried the taste of man meat when it was time to eat tendies. The lust for human flesh, and blood too tempting for the meme hardened shit poster.
I'm still reading, trying to follow along
Filly should not be mean to babby
Filly should be nice to babby
>Twinet has destroyed almost all of ponykind.
>The pony that will destroy Twinet is anonfilly.
>Twinet sends a unit back in time encased in green flesh, resembling Anon.
>Fluttershy, the to-be mother of anonfilly must skip town and resist the violent urges she has to >rape Anon with the assistance of an aging Sandbar.
Are you Sarah Connor?
Wow, really. But how old is that meme then?
Older than u, fetus filly.
I'm surprised more Red Fillies haven't come here to the thread.
How long until we have an Atom Filly?
I saw that>>235812
>>233082>>233083>Be Flakey Crust>They have a chance at redemption.>Like me.>I hope I made the right choice.>I had to have…>What we did together wasn't helping all of Equestria…>Right?
>Be Soul #3>My flank still stings, but the whole situation could have been much worse off.>Thankfully they were royal investigators.>I'm here with one of them riding back to the hospital.>The other… former slaves are heading there as well for checkup then treatment if necessary.>Seeing the glazed looks on some of them…>"Have anypony looking forward to your return?"
"No- Actually, the gorgon cult survivors might.">"It's good that you have somepony.">He smiles fondly.>"You truly did save us alot of trouble."
"Really?">"Yeah…">A stabbing sensation coming from my neck.>"We don't let our gods sacrifices flee."
>Be Soul #1>We're running together. I'm a changed man pony thing.
A regular good ol' samaritan now.>"Thief! Catch them!">A thick accent. He repeats the cry in Spanish.>He pauses for a moment in thought, but still running after the other cloaked pony.>"It's my family's only heirloom!">His mishapen form moving grotesquely.>Few ponies attempt to slow down the thief, but proves fruitless with the flexible, and athletic purse stealer.>A chase right into an abandoned ally way. In a bad side of town.>I honestly shouldn't be left here alone…>The thief's cloak falls off revealing a pegasus with pink eyes, and light gold fur. About to fly off.>The cloak of the stranger a weird cat monster thing.>"Stop right there Daring Doo."
Oh! Damn.>A hand from his tail grips me by the neck.
"Urk.">"Ahuizotl.">"The bag if you will.">The strangulation is only a 4/10 on the Homer scale.>Fucking hooves! Trying, and failing to free myself, cause irreparable damage, or do anything at all. Utterly useless right now.
Full points! He gets full points damnit! Shutting down higher thinking! We'll see you if we make it, or on the other side.
>Be The Book (Soul #2)>"I'm sorry."
"It's understandable, but still."
>Be Occult Façade>Oh fuck.
What? I know the one we bet on isn't winning yet, but that shouldn't be cause for concern.>The report for the princesses!
Fucking son of a bit- foal incoming.
>Be The Book (Soul #2)
"I have to say, this isn't bad.">"A connoisseur of fine cigars?"
"No, I've never smoked a cigar before, but having no real risk at all here is an opportunity I might not have again. I'm sure this is the best one I'll ever have."
Ah, right… about that…>"Risk? Never mind that. I've been working with my duplicates.">I savor the smoke. Strangely, familiar for some reason.>The comfortably warm, yet open office soothes the soul.
We would only go insane after a year maximum in here confined.>Luckily this connects to a new, and improved safehouse.>Luna pours what they call salt whiskey into a glass. The maid outfit fits her. I'm sure it's for her experimentation, or identification.>Luna grasps the drink out of the other Luna's magic. A small nod sent, and received.>"I must say I was hesitant to do so after… multiple previous incidents.">Looking at a pony sipping from a glass looks bizarre, and natural at the same time.>"The amount of free time I, we, have both in here, and outside has grown ever steeper. The rumors that I have used arcane means to become one with the paperwork is amusingly almost true.">An undetectable grimace, from the relaxed attitude, shifts the tone.>"We have to find all of your soul."
"The sounds good, but why?">"They are also targets of… it. If it's tendencies, that I gathered from Occult Façade doesn't contain too many faults. It's mainly focused on Occult's connection.
>Be Soul #1
"Gah gack.">"You're awake. Excellent!">Ahuizotl with a statue gem thing in one hand, and a bloodied knife in another.>"The heart and bone of a virgin.">On a hot stone slab. The sun ruthlessly beating down on us.>Like we're on a ziggurat, or something. Tied, and chained to a sacrificial altar.>Oh…
Ponies do have a heart shaped bone inside.>It's still beating. In his hand.>"I am victorious! Ahahaha!"
Fantastic news pony veins, and arteries are not only durable, but stretchy too.>Snap of a twig caught both of our attention. Uhh…
"If you're going to play with my heart at least take me on a date first, or are you too chicken to take on a real stallion?"
Beautiful, It's loaded with nonsense information, and a decision to choose from.>He pauses for a moment.>"Nice try.">Stabs my bone, and my heart in one movement.>He readies the ancient artifact to the protruding tip of the blade.>My screa- yells of pain mask Daring Doo's dynamic entrance.
>Be The Book (Soul #2)
"I take it Celestia is enjoying herself?">"She's playing with her little filly.">What?>"Her daughter."
"I don't know if that's any better.">"Spending wholesome family time together."
"Ohhh. Wait, Celestia has a daughter?">"She adopted an anonfilly. I think they are good for each other."
>Be Fancy Pants>Seeing her form connections to her peers just like I asked of her.>Hopefully Occult avoids trouble.
>"No way mud pony, Aunt Fancy Pants can't be your mom!">A more refined older voice speaks up.>"Undoubtedly let us show this lying ruffian the exit. Shall we?">May Celestia give me strength.>"I'm afraid I haven't heard of somepony of your… position. I do like to know everypony worth knowing before hoof. Who exactly are you?">A red filly with a question mark walks closer.>"Hey, Occult! Buddy friend pal chum amigo friend. Long time no see.">I'm sure the sticker assisted her.>"Ah! My dear friend how great it is to see you in good health.">Another filly comes closer. Chatting.>And another. Again, and again.>"Just who do you think you are forgetting about us!">"I'm terribly sorry about your condition. I am Occult Façade daughter of Fancy Pants. These are my friends. I'm sure one of your status should know of them."
Should I draw meme filly, cat filly, or mad scientist filly?
Mad scientist filly.
Have her diluting acid by pouring acid into water
Huh, wow, didn't expect to see my art still getting posted. Feels good.
I'll take a request to prove it's me, btw. Might take a little, still getting this new PC set up.
Wew looking foward to whatever you make next.Requesting a filly in a hot air balloon.
I'll stand by my earlier request, it's good to see you're still here!>>235853
>>236034>Anonymous knew many terrible truths about magical pony land.>Too many for a single pony.>"Anonymous! AHHH!">It's why your here with Cozy Glow. In the crystal castle next to the old tree library.>They did their best job.>You've been returning the favor tenfold.
>Be Anonymous>Just have to make her cum a few more times.>The eyes show that all resistance is gone.>Her soaking wet pony pussy keeps her tiny slit lubricated.>"Anon- Anonymous!">The fate of Equestria depends on me once again.
>She is barely conscious now.>Her low, and constant moans give a nice backdrop. Hopefully I won't be found fooling with a filly.>"AH!"
>Her shaking, and trembling body orgasms for the final time tonight.>"Anonymous…">Heavy breathing from both of us.>"Golly, Anonymous. I'm going to suck, and lick you till…">Presenting your house pussy to her she's taken aback.>"G-Gosh…"
>Celestia looks at you, and the report you've given.>"You did document everything right?">A statement that if it displeases her…>Well there is a reason why the maids, butlers, and some royal guards whisper Molestia in a hushed voice.
"What do you take me for Sun Butt? I have it right here.">"That's just perfect my little pony."
"Perfect. I have a train to catch…">"Discord…"
>Be Princess Celestia>Discord doesn't have these fun ideas that I can easily do all that often.>I can't wait to see the moment she finds out that this was a prank.
god damn thats pretty hot. where did you get your plushie?
figured youd be here
Filly's first mistake was putting down her name as filly.
Filly's second mistake is taking a history test.
Delivering 1 balloon filly. I'm trying something new with the head, what do you guys think?>>236035
I'll experiment and see what I can do about a cripple filly.
Balloon filly a cute!
Holy fuck that's cute, I'm glad to see more fillies out of you, faggot!
Those are some nice improvements, would squish cheeks/10
suicidefags don't go to Equestria
>>236260>sewn fillies surrounding Sews' filly
Whoa, did Neuro actually send these to them?
They were hand delivered at the con.
Oh, that's, that's cool..Lucky..
I'm really looking foward to whatever you decide to make next.>>236281>>236286>>236296
All of this.
All this convention talk really is depressing. The last official convention, for the last season, of a show whose fandom I gave away almost a decade of my life to. All those years and I have nothing to show for it, except for a plush that still hasn't been delivered after three months, and a couple greentexts.
Fuck I wish my whiskey didn't expire between drinking sessions or I'd have gone on a binge tonight.
You have the memories and the frens you made along the way,filly.
There still are other conventions, which to my knowledge aren't really any less "official" than Bronycon.
We've all still got each other, and as long as there are anons who are into MLP:FiM, the ride never ends. The show may come to an end, but as always, the fandom shall live on.
Unless you think BronyCon was secretly run by Hasbro, there are other cons that are no less official than they were and will continue for at least a few more years. Anyway, come to TrotCon.
Could you faggots shut up about bronycon? Makes it harder to forget when I have to see it in the thread too
Amen, Anon. The ride never ends.
… Is that a Bronycon 2019 reference?
Damn, I can't believe it is, but unintentionally. What the fuck.
At least I drew something.
Filly getting tendies
Namefags cuddling while wearing socks but forgetting to say no homo.
Here's a cursed thought: if a gay Anon was turned into a filly, would he/she automatically become the most straight filly, or would they just be as gay as any other filly?
I wanna see ya refine your padded poner style. Maybe a 2poofy4u padded filly with extra pomf another filly uses as a pillow?
I guess it depends on whether they still identify with manhood or not I guess.
>>236393>forgetting to say no homo.
Press (X) to doubt.I do like that draw request though…>>236395>Be Gay Anon.>Can't the butt-fucker with big stallion pene.>Have gross vagu.>Only upside is all the dickings from hawt horse cock.
>Be Twilight Sparkle
"Homononymous!? Are you bucking a stranger right now?">Honestly, the mostly normal filly of the group, and she's so…>"No?"
"Is it not a stranger?">"Yes?">Bucking… at least the others don't behave like that with just anyone…
"Who is it this time?">"Rarity's dad…">What the buck.>"and Flim…"
>"and Cozy's dad.">Three long parchment scrolls worth of names. Bucking Homo.>Opening the door she's in a pile of white goo surrounded by stallions pressed into the corners looking for a way out.>Blindfolded.>With Hoofcuffs.>"I can explain everything!"
>"Told you Twilight the homo would eventually go after the colts.">It pains me to say this.
"You were right.">The collective raised eye brow.
"Again.">"That wraps up this case of faggotry. Who's up for some cuddles?"
>Awww.>If only they didn't wear socks that might look like a normal family picture with that many foals.>One picture.
>"Twilight Sparkle, how do you plead?"
Every discordfag has been namefagging for the longest time, its already too late Anon
Im so sorry>>236344>>236346>Imagine having friends
Topkek. Thanks for that, Anon.
Discord has ruined this thread.
>>236403>Every contentfag has been namefagging for the longest time
Every time someone brings up Discord in this thread, I get the strangest urge to start singing.
God darnit I make new thread too soon because mods delete kys posts, but here is new bread>>236417>>236417>>236417
Delivering 1 cripple filly.
So, greens grant you fillydom, of course, but does making any filly content make you a filly too?
of course, you qt. That's a great filly, why don't you post it to the new thread?
and post your wonderful fillies there too
and yes, any content gives you fillydom, whether actually wanted not
but the more content you make, the more speshul snowflake privileges you get
see: momfu, race, physical attributes, etc…
Dibs on being the little unicorn filly with Celestia as momfu.
>>236449>participating in the thread about wanting to be the little filly allows you to become the little filly>any content you create gives you speshul snowflake privileges - the more you make, the more you get
this is objectively superior to your post
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The fuck kind of whisky expires? It's alcohol, it might oxidize a bit but if alcohol could go off we would still probably be hunter/gatherers