>What is Flutterrape? Flutterrape is a collection of stories about ponies trying to have sex with Anon, the only human in Equestria. While the title implies that it is Fluttershy trying to rape Anon, others may follow in her hoofsteps and attempt their own versions of >rape. There are different versions of Flutterrape, but most are lighthearted stories about the ponies failing in their comical attempts to get into Anon’s pants. Just because your story has Anon in it, doesn't mean it fits in this thread. Check other threads (Pie, AiE, etc) about story content before posting.
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>>24930266 Thread Archive:
https://desustorage.org/mlp/search/subject/Flutterrape/ ////
>How do I start writing? Writing these stories is very easy. Write in the second person and preface your lines with ‘>’. This is what turns normal text into greentext.
Writing Guides:
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>>25051671 Welp... I was busy.
Sorry Neb, your story was short lived.
Anonymous
That 404 was sudden and unexpected
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>>25051949 Board is moving fast today.
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>>25051949 The board is abnormally active.
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Yeeeah, work that grill baby.
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Flutterpriest !!lXi7iPVG93z
>>25051671 Ahri is the best Champion in the game.
Nebulus !!2TWW04Vlsi2
I go to bed for 6 hours and the thread dies again.
Jesus, people, keep it together.
>>25051691 Eh, it's fine, not like it's gone forever or anything.
Still, it got 5 replies and someone even said it was one of their new favourites! I'd say that was a major success for something I wrote in 2 hours.
In the meantime, here's the pastebin link for anyone that didn't get the chance to read it:
http://pastebin.com/DH141AwG It's a Coco Pommel story, hope you like it (if you haven't already read it).
>>25051949 >>25051965 >>25051970 Fast boards are a good thing. That means there's more people around.
>>25053005 [INTENSE REBUTTAL] Ha. Re -butt- al. Anonymous
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>>25052144 Is there some sort of meaning behind this that I'm missing? Why does it appear at the start of each new thread?
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>>25055123 We've always had a strange tradition of the anons and writers christening each new thread with various types of posts. we've parked, claimed in the name of the champions and best characters, we've dedicated whole threads to the first pony posted, and even as far as into be like. But with a slow in traffic and change in regime, we're stuck with...that.
long Live Flutterrape! Anonymous
>>25054608 Aww glad you think so, Anon. It was a strange one to write.
Posting from work at risk of getting caught! WOO! Anonymous
>>25055223 Careful with that Neb, you never know what might cause you to lose your job.
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>>25055223 You're welcome.
I read your Anon/Luna story too, and it was great.
Some of the humor felt very reminiscent of early fandom stories, which is always a plus, to me.
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>>25055363 I didn't get fired. Neb lives to fight another day. >>25055123 I've been here for years and I still don't know where it's from.
I bet it was JC. Anonymous
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>>25058773 I blame everything I don't understand on JC. Makes dealing with the shit that happens around here a lot easier to handle. Next time a thread you like 404s prematurely, blame JC. Then blame Priest. Fucking Priest. Fapman !!q/8pd+yX2Hn
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>>25059602 >Then blame Priest. >Fucking Priest. Kek.
G'night.
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>>25057772 >filename Do it faggot.
Anonymous
>>25059602 So, who do we blame for Priest manifesting into existence? Anonymous
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Flutterpriest !!lXi7iPVG93z
>>25060813 I wouldn't be here if it weren't for this thread. And Swift. So. Anonymous
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>>25050525 Your comments are greatly appreciated and will not go unheard.
>is it weird that I find this Fluttershy sexy? There is no shame in it, Anon.
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>>25062880 So we should blame you regardless.
Got it.
Cadence a shit btw.
And I blame you for it. Less than 3 Anonymous
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I miss you fuckers more than I should. I miss writing for you, miss getting feedback and told where I was improving and what needed improving. I miss feeling remembered, bringing the laughs, feels, and boners... Sometimes all at the same time... I miss having fun here
Vinny !8izTHZdjao
My computer is down for upgrades, no rape adventures this week. Sorry guys.
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>>25065366 I know the feeling.
Dr. Absolute
>>25066056 Fuck, do-over.
FLUTTERSH-- GAHH!
>You are Anonymous >"I-*mwuh* love yo*mwugh*~!" >You WERE relaxing on a bench, feeding some ducks, as the lack of internet here gives little alternatives GET THE OFF OF ME!
>Until Fluttershy's decided to that the best way into a man's pants is to forcefully try and stick your tongue down his throat
>"Give mama some sugar!" >You're putting up a nice fight against the onslaught of PDA, all things considered GET.
>here's the windup OFF!
>You manage to toss flutterbustanut about a good 30 feet until she unceremoniously bounces a couple time off of the ground >She ambles back over to awkwardly apologize, but a familiar pink poner bounces onto the scene, defusing the entire situation >"Hiya, Anonnywonny! Hi Fluttershy!" >"Oh, hello, Pinkie." Hey, Pinko.
>"Whatcha doin'?" >"uh-uhm..." I'm considering a sex harassment suit.
>"What's wrong with your regular suit?" >You stare idly at Pinkie >"Aw, nevermind! Anyways, can I have a kiss, Nonny?" Sure.
>"Gh-WH-- HUH!?" >Fluttershy gapes with a fearful and confused expression on her face as you lean down and bring your face to Pinkie's, and plant one on her lips as she does to same to yours
>She's almost on the verge of tears at the sheer confuzzlement and percieved unfairness of what just transpired in front of her >"Mwah! Thanks, Nonny!" >Pinkie hops away as casually as she came, and you wave bye to her with a neutral expression on your face >"UHNG.. GH- AH. ANNNAHH--" >She's struggling to stifle to sobs of frustration What's the matter?
>"C-ccc.. Can aah~I hhhave a kissss..? N-Nonny..?" Hm... Nah. You've been pretty rude about just trying to take them from me, I don't think you deserve one. Pinkie was nice enough to ask.
>"HHHHHHH... EHHhhh.." >Big globs of tears are welling up in her eyes, and she bites her lower lip to try not to look like a crybaby in public You invaded my PERSONAL SPACE, Flubberwubber, that's like, almost as bad as littering.
>She's shivering with sadness Dr. Absolute
>>25066105 See you later, rape-a-roni.
>You strut off like a big-dick-G, and Flutterfoal flies off in the other direction at a blistering 4 miles an hour, bawling like an alley cat >You round the corner into an ACTUAL alley, where Pinkie is waiting for you, chuckling to herself You check that out?
>"PFF--I SAW THE WHOLE THING--HEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!" I know right!? That was hilarious, you see the way she just shut down for a second there?
>"YEAH! SHE THINKS WE WERE KISSING FOR REAL! HAHAHAHA! >Pinking is rolling on her back, holding her gut, laughing >"When do we tell her it was just a practical joke?" >She gets up and wipes a tear of joy from her eye Later, my partner in crime. But for now, let's go joke-fuck in the middle of Rarity's Boutique, Rarity and her customers will feel SO DUMB when we tell them that we're just pranking them.
>"Yeah! And it'll be funnier without a rubber!" Yeah!
>You two MUST be the best pranksters in Equestria end
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>>25066126 ... Pinkie is a fucking genius.
Also, for the thread, pic related
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>>25065366 Aww, don't worry, Anon. We'll always be here.
Whenever you get the chance, write us something. Doesn't have to be big. Could just be one or two posts long. Just remember to have fun doing it.
>>25065566 >Fluttershy is watching you build a computer. >She's staring intently at your hands as you work. >If she wasn't made of felt, she'd probably be sweating. >>25066126 Pfft, ponies are so stupid. I bet if Anon and Pinkie started having violent anal sex in front of the Mayor she wouldn't even realise they weren't actually doing that.
Nebulus !!2TWW04Vlsi2
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>>25066177 >"I love you -this- much!" "I dunno Dash, I've seen people love me more."
>"What?!" "Oh yeah, well see, Rarity is slightly taller than you and has longer legs, so her arms reach out a bit more. So like, you physically can't love me any more than Rarity."
>"That's not fair!" "Love's not fair, kiddo."
>"So if I'm short I won't ever find love?" "Not if there's tall people around."
>Dash bursts into tears and flies away, her short, stubby wings flapping as fast as they can. >You shake your head as she goes. "Poor Dash. Short people never win."
Tall people master race. What's that? How tall am I? Shut up, it's not important. Bump. Anonymous
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>>25066126 Wasn't expecting to laugh.
I laughed Anonymous
Why is this thread so dead?
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>>25068225 Because FR be lazy, yo.
STILL POSTING FROM WORK BABY. FUCK THE SYSTEM. Anonymous
>>25068225 The most active writers can't write, or at least dump every day, they'd burn themselves out. They got lives to live. One enough so that he seems to be hospitalized every other day because apparently he hates being careful.
We could all pitch in in some form. I'll do so by dropping a pic of the primary suspected rapist in question.
Be on the lookout.
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>>25068225 I'm currently stuck on the next chapter of my story, for some reason I can only think of ideas for the chapter after it...
Anonymous
>Day....you lost track since that horrible night. >You sit in some recycled school chair, with shaking hands around a cup of coffee. >You are Flutterpriest. >And you are currently struggling with PTSD. >And it's not the PTSD you think it is. It's Pink Trickster Stress Disorder. >One by one other victims pile into the room along with a guy who looks like that therapist from GTA V. >"Okay Everyone, it looks like we're all gathered..so I'd like to get this healing session started." >You gulp, and look at him with a thousand yard stare. >One guy starts freaking out. >"PEETZER?! DID YOU SAY PEETZER?!" >"NOOOOOO! NOT THE PEETZER!" >Various other patients try to hold you, and the other guys down, as shouts of peetzer emanate through the room. >"Please! Calm down! She's not here! She can't hurt you all.." >You start to settle, your heart going a mile a minute. >You are Flutterpriest, and this is day one of your therapy to get over the night Cadence and some other ponies tried to rape you.
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>>25068465 What a disgusting creature. Hide your dicks.
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>>25068820 >PEETZER ...I don't get it.
Anonymous
>>25069497 Only priest would get it, as he has PTSD
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>>25068820 >Circlejerking this hard The only way this could be worse is if Priest wrote this himself.
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Nebulus !!2TWW04Vlsi2
>>25071925 "Hello, Ponyville Help Desk?"
>"Hello!" "Hi. I got a small problem."
>"What seems to be the issue, sir?" >You lean back and pull back the curtains a bit. >A giant gaping vagina winks back at you. >Slowly let the curtains back down. "I got mares."
>"Mares? Sounds serious, if you'd like, I can direct you to a professional stallion who can help you with this problem." "Nah, I don't think you understand me, I mean there are mares literally all over the outside of my house."
>You pause to open the door to your basement. >Then immediately slam it shut and lock it when the ravenous mob downstairs tries to rush you. "Fuckers showed up like three hours ago and won't go away."
>"I understand." "Do you?"
>"...No?" "Oh."
>"Not to worry, sir, have you tried turning them on and off again?" "I think the main problem here comes from them being turned on and -unable- to be turned off."
>"I see. Have you tried reading the manual? Sometimes they have neat tips." "You're not a very helpful pony, you know?"
>"Now now, sir, just follow my instructions carefully and I'll be able to get you out of this mess." Nebulus !!2TWW04Vlsi2
>>25072253 "I'm beginning to regret calling."
>"No! Please don't hang up! If I lose another customer I'll get fired! please, mister..." >Take the phone away from your ear and sigh at the ceiling before putting it back. "Alright, waddya suggest."
>"Have you tried turning them off and on again?" "No, and I'm not going to."
>"Hrrm. Have you tried... asking them what they want?" "Finally, some fucking progress!"
>You go to a window and open it. "HEY ASSHOLES! WHAT DO YOU WANT?!"
>"YOUR DIIIIIICK!" "THANKS."
>Shut the window. "They want my dick."
>"I understand your frustration." "Kinky."
>"I recommend giving it to them." "That sounds counter-productive and dangerous."
>"You never know until you try, sir." "If I do this, and I get hurt, can I sue your employer?"
>"I think so, yes!" "Fantastic."
>Click. >You stare at the giant bag of money at the foot of your hospital bed, a tear of joy rolling down your bruised cheek. >A card reads ' Get well soon! ' on it. >Under that in small, hastily written and furious print: ' you shitblender. ' >Chuckle to yourself. >Suckers. Fucking help desks. Anonymous
>>25072263 >"Sorry Anon, I really thought it would help fix the mare-scalation" Anonymous
>>25072646 "That's alright Grey Bubblebutt."
>"So uh, wanna...go make bubbles?" "Not sure what that means, but yes."
>So you and Derpy go make "bubbles" >Turns out it's an innuendo for sex. >Who'd have thought? Nebulus !!2TWW04Vlsi2
>>25072787 "I don't know what I find more worrying."
>You shiver under the covers. "The fact that we just had sex."
>The grey mare next to you sighs happily. "Or that it was the best sex I've ever had."
>Derpy boops your nose and says "Honk!" >She then falls out of bed and land-swims towards the stairs. >You watch in silence as she tumbles down them. >Then hear her stumble to the front door, break it open, and walk out. >... >You shuffle uncomfortably. >"So, uhh..." >Glance over at the buffalo to your right. >He's still wearing the frilly bra and panties from last night. >"W-what do we do now?" "I'm... not sure."
>"I don't know if I'll ever get over this, I've brought shame to my tribe..." >Wrap an arm around him, giving the poor guy a pat on the shoulder. "One day at a time, friend. One day at a time."
What happens in that bed stays in that bed. Anonymous
>>25072894 >"I wonder if Anon and Buffy the Buffalohunter are still in my house..." Anonymous
>>25073160 >Meanwhile, you're still at Derpy's house. >Buffy is downstairs making sammiches. >You get this strange feeling that someone wants you to leave. >Ignore it when the buffalo comes in with snacks. >SCORE! Anonymous
>>25053005 That isn't how you spell
Sona .
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>>25069497 >... I don't get it. Blame JC, that's what we're doing now.
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>>25073279 >"SOMEONE IS HAVING SUPER KINKY BREAKFAST SEX AND IM NOT IN!" Anonymous
How many AgtE thread does there need to be on this board
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Nebulus !!2TWW04Vlsi2
>>25073380 >"Anon run!" "I'm running as fast as I can, Dash!"
>"Well run faster!" "I don't have four legs like you, asshole!"
>"It's coming! Hurry!" >You run full pelt down the road into Ponyville. >Behind you, the treeline of the Everfree Forest explodes, sending splinters and larger bits of jagged wood everywhere. >A machine unlike anything you've ever seen screams as it rampages towards the town. "This is all your fault, Dash!"
>"My fault?! How was I supposed to know about this?!" "Maybe you should be more aware before you press random buttons!"
>Just as you reach town, Pinkie Pie joins you. >"Hi guys! Whatcha runnin' from?" "Rainbow Dash's crazy relative just unleashed a war machine that's gonna destroy the town!"
>"Ooo! Sounds crazy!" >With a deafening thunder, the machine rams into the first house it comes across, a myriad of weapons reducing the abode to nothing. >You near the town centre, and find that you're trapped. >Spin around to face the metal juggernaut. >When it bulldozes into you and turns your body into a twisted pile of gore, you can only lament your final moments. >Pulverised by the most awful thing Rainbow Dash's family had ever created. >Autie Glenda's Terrible Engine. I dunno, Anon.
I can see the appeal, but this idea just doesn't resonate with me, sorry. I'm gonna stick with Flutterrape.
Flutterpriest !!lXi7iPVG93z
>>25070090 >>25069645 >>25069497 >>25068820 Aaaaaaaa.
I liked this. >>25073298 Get out. No please dont leave. But seriously, wtf man. Anonymous
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>>25073484 Scuttling Doom Engine is best Engine.
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>>25073527 B-but, Sona is breast waifu.
Ahri a slut.
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>>25073527 >No one but priest knows of his harrowing experience with Cadence >Priest will take the secret to the grave Anonymous
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>You felt wind, and a telltale blue blur went through your shower curtain. >Then you realized something snatched your bath towel, bearing yourself to the steamy elements. >You grabbed another towel to cover yourself, only for her to snatch that away. >"We don't have phones, remember?" >"Alright. But be gentle senpai. I've got practice in a few hours," Dash mocked in a high pitched tone. >You stomped over to your shower curtain, stripping it off its hooks and covering over absolutely nothing. >Dash flew from the tub at the last second and elbowed you in. >She poured the entire bottle of body wash all over her, and started your shower with her rubbing her soapy marehood against your face. >Her whole body acts as a scrub brush. Twisting and turning. Preventing you from getting a good grip to wrestle yourself in control. >Every time you try to climb out, she checks you back under. >Rainbow Dash is OP, you thought while the two of you got clean on the outside. >And the inside.
Anonymous
>>25068465 >One enough so that he seems to be hospitalized every other day because apparently he hates being careful. Is that just generalising the clumsy Australian, or did he somehow hurt himself again to better put himself in writing form?
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>>25077921 8/10 short and sweet
Smug fuck Dashie is great
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>A thud of a solid fist rang from your door. >It was from an abomination. >Not of a giant; strong and barbaric. >Nor of villainous mind. >It was that point many moons ago. >A kind spirit, with wings of down. A pony of harmony in physical form. >Purity which had a flaw. Liquor. >Two was all it took. >And gossip corrupts, undoing any of my past acts. >I was a man. >Now I am a liar. A vagabond, hiding in vain. >That woman-thing knocks again. I stay still. >As usual, it slips a card. >A day will pass or two and I will pick it up and scan it. >It was a ritual now. >But what it contains will always haunt my soul.
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>>25078497 >Fluttershy proudly trotting about town with the baby bump she managed to rape out of a drunken Anonymous >Taking every opportunity she can get to display the symbol of you two's "Love", even more so when it's born Anonymous
I was just browsing through the catalogue and noticed how out of place our OP image is.
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>>25078621 Hey! Neb is a brilliant artist and he has designed fantastic images for us to use! What other story general thread has custom made images by those lovable writers for the OP image?
Look at this other masterpiece! What general can even compare?!
Fapman !!q/8pd+yX2Hn
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>>25078640 >that pic It still makes me genuinely laugh.
Anonymous
>>25077922 >did he somehow hurt himself again to better put himself in writing form? Umm... not quite, but kind of? The last injury, as long as that took to figure out what it actually was, had an unexpected side effect, so... Yeah. My arse still hurts. Perfect to keep feeling while I do more Sunset since it was essentially based around a broken pelvis.
Unfortunately, I'm also going insane with my lack of activity that hurts me every other time, and somehow this is doing jack all for my ability to focus. I REALLY miss the gym.
Like, serious, instead of typing in this word document with the story of
(hah, like I'd spoil anything, but yes, I do mean the Sunset story) , I'm looking at a page to see if I can increase my focus, or at least get my brain active!
http://www.mensfitness.com/training/pro-tips/25-ways-make-your-brain-more-efficient Aside from laughing at #1, I do plenty of the others, so... Fucked if i know what how to concentrate.
Made worse by this essentially being a rewrite of what was already just about finished before I lost it. Motivation and focus are my big issues here. As well as stressing out from my how limited my movement is.
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>Be Anon >wake up. Triple S rank. It hits you. >Today is opposite day back on earth, like hell your gonna not celebrate it here. >backflip into your closet, narrowly tripping on an "Authentic" Dragon Dildo. >That thing showed up there after one of Ponko's parties you assume. >Strip naked and pull on the skin tight rubber bodysuit you had to blackmail Fashion horse into making. > You were never gonna burn the photos of her being inappropriate with that baguette. >Apply oil to the rubber suit and find and insert the enchanted prehensile cat tail buttplug into yer Hershey highway. Didnt even need to blackmail purplesmart to make it, just had to call her capabilities into question. >Think to yourself that this would all be extremely gay but that's the magic of opposite day! >Jump from your bedroom window and using your mighty butt-tail, you brachiate from tree limb ti limb untill you reach the abode of the yellow one. >Seems she is behind schedule. Good. >hang upside down from a tree near her front door thanks to the all-powerful Butt tail. >And now to wait.
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>>25079814 >It is not long before Bannanahush opens her door. and as she does you strike. >"YOOOOOOOOO!" you bellow with all your might. >she seems startled by your wondrous visage. >"U-um A-anon, wh... what?" is all she can whimper before your swing off of the tree limb and pounce directly onto your tormentor. >You pin her down and begin to rub your entire body (as best you can, what with being the larger one) to ensure an even coating of oil. >"oh my." she says as her face begins to redden and other suspect fluids are brought into the mix. >By now you have her trapped between all four of your limbs, gently prodding at her forehead with your butt-tail. "So, is...whatever the hell this is your fetish?" you coo right into her ear. Anonymous
>>25079851 >Just as you ask, her fluid production kicks into overdrive and begins to soak into the ground. >"O-oh Anon...This isn't my fetish. My fetish is yo- >"Ah." you say blankly and hastily untangle yourself from your subdued rapist. >As you stand Yellowquiet starts to sob "B-but why?" >You look at here with an emotionless gaze and retort "You know the game. See you tomorrow." >And with that you whip your hips to the side in order to bring the butt-tail across her tear-streaked face. >Task completed you begin to rhythmically contract your butt-muscles in order to get the tail to begin the needed bobbing motion before you start sprinting with your arms straight out. >Liftoff is swift as you can hear nothing but the mournful sobs of >Fucking Fluttershy. Anonymous
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>>25079792 That sucks. It's not as easy to laugh at when you can't even get a story out of it, or even crack your own jokes at.
Get better, then be more careful.
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>>25079792 Stay safe man. I await your story but as I've said before your health and well-being are more important. It's nice that you're taking the time to write the Sunset sequel instead of working on your other story ideas.
Might I suggest you work on some of those instead? It might help with your motivation problem, since it seems to me forcing yourself to write the Sunset story isn't helping you much.
Anonymous
I wish I still loved you faggots like I did last year
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>>25081854 You can still love us, Anon.
You just need to remember the good old days.
What you absolutely mustn't do is listen to this song lamenting the rise and fall of the pony fandom.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zyz_doKbdU8 Anonymous
Fapman !!q/8pd+yX2Hn
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Ha Ha Ha Ha Stayin' alive. Stayin' alive.
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>>25085211 You sly son of a bitch. Love that song.
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>If you were to follow Pinkie Pie throughout her day, it would be impossible. >The limitless mare would tire you. Outpace you. >No matter how many ponies she visited, there was one human that puzzled her. >And every day she would come at 10 sharp to see Anonymous open the door at his secluded home and greet the open fields with, >There was no noise. If anon was talking to an invisible mare, even as quiet as Fluttershy, she would have to speak. >Pinkie decided that a week of this was enough. Time to take matters in her own hands. >And on the next day, she brought Fluttershy to witness this absurdity. >The same accusations and open air kick was revealed, much to Fluttershy's concern. >Fluttershy was confused. Her eyes drifted, trying to recall anything, but she looked at Pinkie for guidance. "I don't know. Maybe he is crazy." >So the two mares called for the mental ward, and they examined Anon. >Even in Equestria, Anonymous couldn't make any friends. So he created some. >Pinkie swore to visit Anon every day. >And on one of those days, she caught him muttering "fucking Fluttershy," once more. This time in a straitjacket. >And then for the first time in a long while, his eyes focused and stared down Pinkie. >Fluttershy was concerned at first. But she quickly learned to cope. She had other friends to comfort her. >But Pinkie could not give up. After all, she had Mr. Turnip, Rocky, Sir Lintsalot, and Madame Le Flour to look after. >They could always use an extra friend. >Pinkie smiled.
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Sugar Rump Bump!
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>>25087421 >"So, whaddaya think? Pretty hot, huh?" >You stare incredulously at the spectacle before you >Two gigantic, dark blue mountains of flesh, each adorned with a suitable gargantuan, puffy nipple forced to poke out in either direction by the weight of the very same titanic mammaries they're attached to >And atop it all, one rainbow-maned horse, linked at the groin to the both of the 10-foot-tall, bean-bag-looking mounds, beaming with pride over her highly above-average endowments, eagerly awaiting your response Well, Rainbow, I uhhh..
>"I figured since you didn't respond well to my PERFECT skills of romance and seduction--" You pushed me in some mud at a playground and made fun of me in front of your friends!
>"And you didn't so much as call me back! It became so obvious of what you didn't like:" You, grinding against me in the cider line every year?
>"Flat-crotched fillies! So I got a potion from Zecora and convinced Twilight to 'tweak' it just a liitle bit. Surely, you want this full-grown, full-uddered mare, now. " >She crooks her eyebrow and feebly attempts to wag her new accessories seductively, but due to their size, she just ends up jiggling on top of them, making her look like she's wiggling on top of two giant servings of jello. ...
>"Touch them. Kiss them. Suck them. You know you want to." >You begin to amble back into your house, trying your hardest to think of something else >"Anon! W-wait!" >Dashie attempts to fly after you, but pathetically buzzes barely an inch off the ground before being brought back down to earth by her huge, mammalian anchors >The force of bouncing down onto the ground forces spurts of milk to jettison wayward, coating and blinding random, innocent civilians >"WAIIIT!" >She struggles further toward you, eventually causing the orbs to roll over, burying her in her own breasts >"MMMPRRPH!!" >You continue home >You lock all the doors and windows >Living here is a trip Anonymous
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>>25089935 >mfw I could picture all of this in my head >mfw mammalian anchors Anonymous
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>>25089935 ... Suck her teats, dammit.
Anonymous
Urge to drop crotch-tit queen rising...
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>>25091651 I could, but someone'll probably chuck a shit if an actual crotch-tit were seen... I could re-post that Milky story I have, but otherwise...
Anonymous
>>25092225 Crotch tits... Oh how I miss thee.
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>>25092529 As do I, brother, as do I...
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>>25092225 Cute little pony fits are muh fetish. Could you imagine fluttershy in cahoots with milky?
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So halloween is coming, and again we wonder.He never will
Anonymous
>>25095418 Which Luna story?
You mean
Selene? Anonymous
Anonymous
Anonymous
>>25096385 >They call me Anon. Anon Gump. >Mamma always said don't fuck horses. >But deez ain't no horses. Deys ponies. >And mamma ain't here, is she? Anon Gump. The lighthearted story of one special Anon in Equestria.
>"Run Anon! Run!" >So that's what I did. >I ran. >"Anon! Where are you going?!" "I gotta find Bubba!"
>"Her name is Lyra you doltz!" Let this story warm your heart, as you follow the extraordinary life of this special man.
"And that's all I gots to say about that."
Anonymous
Anon being placed under royal guard protection ain't gonna stop Pinkie from gettin' that D.
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>>25097397 They stand no chance.
Anonymous
>>25096616 "My momma always said life is like a box-a chowclates. Ya never know what you're gonna get."
>... >"What... does that even mean, Anon? You can quite clearly see what's in the box! It says so on the side!" >You tilt the box slightly. >' Contains: Strawberry Swirls, Honeycombers, Double-Fudge, Dark Nights, and Orange Blooms! ' >... "Oh."
>Twilight shakes her head. >"Sometimes I worry about you, Anon." "I know... hey, d'ya wanna know about my friend Lieutenant Dan?"
>"Is he another one of your zany companions from a past life?" "Yyyup."
>"Then no, no I don't." "Oh..."
Then Anon got raped. It was tragic.
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>>25098151 Poor Anon, getting raped tragically and shit.
Lucky fucker better count his blessings. Anonymous
>Anon noticed he was right in the middle of the barrel of a wave, and like a bullet, he sought to propel himself through. >In his excitement, he tumbled over, khaki shorts and all. >Shining Armor was focused on Cadence and the wave. >Anonymous looked like an otter eating sour grapes yet he managed to scuttle onto the board, eager to try again, denying Cadence's watchful eyes. >Not even the best surfers can survive the feelings of scorn. He tipped into the ocean as his heart sunk. >Shining soon catches up while Anon waits for a wave. Their boards meet. >"Hey, Anon. Notice anyone eyeing you up?" >"My wife, man." >Anon eyed a huge wave, but his floral shirt held him back. Shining was using his magic, and he could feel a roughness in his magical aura. >Living with his little sister made him aware of these things. >"Do you even notice anything at all?" >Shining's magic nearly lifted Anon from his board. "Why didn't you tell me this before? How do I know you two didn't do it?" >Anon pointed a shaking, accusatory finger back at his aggressor.
Anonymous
>>25098472 >Shining's eyes looked beyond for a second before his brow softened and left Anon to bob up from the ocean. >His hoof traced the zig zag pattern on his board. Then he looked at his wife, Cadence, and sighed. >Anon felt another tug of magic as he was placed back on his board. >"Sorry. It's just... things got difficult. She doesn't even talk to me anymore." Anon's body loosened, and he turned with his back to the board, allowing the sun's rays to pierce his body and soul.
"Maybe you've got a problem that you can talk to a shrink about. There's counselors you can talk to." He smiled, but let himself drift away.
"I mean, half the reason I'm here is because of Cadence."
>Shining looked back, expecting a mustache and evil grin come from his wife. Or an evil bug doppelganger. >But it was her. Sunbathing. "The other half is your little sister. Gonna catch me some waves. If you wanna mope around a bit, feel free."
>Shining looked at himself. >Was it his mane? Or his coat of hair? Maybe his white coat wasn't white enough? >Twily must know. Or at least know what's up with his wife. >Has their everspring come straight to fall doldrums in their relationship? >Shining slapped a hoof over the water surface, hoping for divine inspiration. >Why anon? >He looked up again. There was Anon, that huge gremlin wiping out again. >Cadence stopped sunbathing to watch. >Keeping the heat of rage in your body hurt. He couldn't stand to watch one more second without a tear coming down his eye. Look at what you done to Shining, Flutterpriest. Anonymous
>>25098544 >3rd person narration Am I the only one bothered by this?
Anonymous
>>25098862 If it reads well and is easy to understand I tend to not give a shit. If it gets the story across whats the issue other than elitists being a bunch of shits?
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>>25098862 I don't mind 3rd narration, and it is rare to see it here. It wouldn't hurt to have more it, have a wider variety y'know?
Don't let it take you out the story, Anon.
Anonymous
>>25098911 Why bother even writing in greentext instead of prose then?
Anonymous
>>25099095 Maybe it's from the perspective of someone that just happens to be there watching and not being acknowledged...
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>>25099833 That makes it much more interesting
Anonymous
Vinny !8izTHZdjao
Got the upgrades all done and set in place for my
computer.So I did a little celebration image.
Enjoy~
Anonymous
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>>25103034 Sure it's as if I have anything else better to do.
Anonymous
>>25103034 >Mayor Mare holds her face in her hooves, while her political companions try their hardest to hold a straight face ...Are there any questions RELATED to the recent town deficit?
>Town hall, despite its fullness to the brink of fire safety laws, is deathly silent, save for the occasional coughing in the background >Fluttershy continues to stand at the microphone before the podium >"I have a deficit of love, could I have a-a nice s-stimulus package...?" >You sigh sharply away from your own mic ...Next question.
>No one in the town meeting rises up to succeed Fluttershy's position in questioning the municipal government Ponies, come on! If we don't do something quick to ameliorate the town's fiduciary problems, we're all gonna go bankrupt!
>"I'll be okay with having no money, as long as I have you.." AND COULD SOMEONE PLEASE REMOVE HER FROM THE MICROPHONE!?
>"Eep!" >She buzzes off from the mic, and then a single stallion walks up to the mic Finally, a real question or suggestion, what is it, sir?
>"How much would you charge to buck that yellow filly that was just up here? >You can only stare straight ahead at him >Why did have to choose politics? >Mother always said to get into computer programming, but noooo you said, you didn't want to assist Skynet. >Just then, another hoof rose in the crowded room. >"I'll be ok with you raising my taxes if you rut her here and now!" W-wha-- I've never--!
>another hoof rose >"Yeah, me too!" >"And me! Plus I'll give you everything in my piggy bank!" >Pretty soon, the entire room was packed with voices agreeing to raise their own taxes so long as you came on down and had sex with Fluttershy in front of everyone >The townsponies made a circle of room around her, hooting for you to fuck her >You look at the Mayor and make a confused expression >She stares back, blankfaced, and hands you a note >It's a doodle of a male symbol poking through the circle of a female symbol, and then an equal sign directing towards "$$$" 1/2
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>>25104323 >Your rage almost burns a hole in the paper >They've all begun chanting "Buck for bits" over and over again >Mayor Mare slowly shoves you out of your chair, despite your objections >You're pushed into the crowd's hooves who carry you to the same hole in the group that Fluttershy's in >She's beet red, trying not to let on that this is the happiest moment of her life >This fucking insane >"BUCK FOR BITS! BUCK FOR BITS!" >Yellowquiet looks up to you coyly, her eyes half-lidded, looking kind of smug >She almost regally turns and lays her front half down, and raises her rear in the air toward you >You take one more look back at the Mayor from where you're standing >She's enjoying congratulatory drinks with her small-time government fuckbuddies >Fucking shit >You turn your attention back to the large small horse ass before you, in pristine condition >At least she keeps herself clean >Her cunt is glistening with its own slick I guess..
>The room goes silent as you place one hand on Shy's flank, eliciting a gasp from her If it's for the town...
>You unzip your slacks I'll.. Uh.
>You place your other hand upon her backside >The crowd explodes with cheers and exclamations as bits are thrown into the air Anonymous
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>>25104365 MOAR! Roar Details!
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>>25104365 Bumpin' for great justice
Anonymous
While I was venting my frustrations with the inaccurate penises of some things in another thread (
>>25103765 ), an Anon in there started the fire to give me an idea.
NUDGE!
Through means of alcohol, Anon hooks up with Gilda through some angry and drunk sex. He regrets it the next morning of course... she does not. She remembers it all. And it's quite literally the best she's had... because all she's ever been with were other Gryphons. It's a fairly painful experience, male gryphons having the back halves, dicks included, of lions and such. Barbed dicks. Not the best to have pulled out of you. Probably explains why a lot gryphon's are such bitches, their sex life is terrible.
Anon on the other hand... That dick is smooth and pleasurable as fuck. Gilda wants another go because sex without the painful ending is pretty amazing. Through various attempts ranged with aggression, demanding and tsunderness with some attempts to be nice, she makes every attempt to try and get him back to bed she can. When her attempts to be nice are failing, she's just gonna have to revert back to that good ol' Gryphon aggression to get what she wants.
Anonymous
Yeah, yeah, here's the nsfw version - https://derpibooru.org/1003895 Anonymous
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>>25104365 Is there more to this? That ending didn't feel like an ending.
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>>25105012 Oh my I'm all kinds of hot and bothered.
Flutterpriest !!lXi7iPVG93z
Well. That was an episode.Implying Cadance has to be the one pregnant. Implying it's shining's kid. Implying I'm desperately trying to cling to headcanon.
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>>25108941 Want a margarita with that salt, priest?
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>>25105807 >you are terrorist Anon >Derpy says "Do you have a package for me?" "Yes, I do. It ticks. It clicks. It goes kablooie."
>She gets nervous. "Is it your dick?" "Nope. Does it tick? Does it click?"
>"A clockwork dildo then?" "It doesn't go kablooie."
>"Oh. Uh..." "Allah snackbar!"
>You inserted the package within. >And when the timer goes out. >"Kablooie!" >Derpy scrunched, waiting for the big moment that never came. >Then suddenly streamers came out her butt. Streamers everywhere. >Anon was infuriated, twirling his mustache repeatedly. >"Damn you kommando Pinkie. Stop ruining my shit!" And then Pinkie jumped out of nowhere and did a tactical strike. On Anon's dick. For freedom. I did this in literally ten minutes. Pony butts. Fapman !!q/8pd+yX2Hn
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>Pony butts.
Nebulus !!2TWW04Vlsi2
>>25108941 Princess Skyla is coming. Embrace entropy. >>25104365 Heh.
Nice one, Anon.
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>>25110782 i never saw this
Anonymous
>>25108941 Is being cuckolded your fetish, Priest? Anonymous
Flutterpriest !!lXi7iPVG93z
>>25112630 No. Very no. Stahp Yellerquiet. Anonymous
>>25113528 So does that mean you're looking for a new waifu now? Flutterpriest !!lXi7iPVG93z
>>25113564 I-I dunno. I mean. You used to be. Then she kinda came between us. It's been a long time since then. Things have changed since then. J-just give me some time. Anonymous
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>>25113590 Princesses are overrated anyway. Now, a queen on the other hoof... Anonymous
>>25113590 >not knowing the true nature of a waifu ascends that of mere canon It's the same as looking at a pure waifu's shadow on the cave wall.
All you need to do is exit your cave and behold your waifu's true splendor, pleb.
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>>25113670 I got a bit too serious, didn't I?
Fuck.
Well,
ur waifu a shit anyway waifu war now Anonymous
>>25112630 ...Can you really get chucked by a married woman? Wasn't it the other way around?
Anonymous
>>25114974 Depends on how strong she is
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>>25115035 Haah Hahaha!!
........I don't get it... Anonymous
Anonymous
>>25115376 He said chucked instead of cucked
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>>25116172 How the fuck did I not notice that. I feel stupid.
Anonymous
>>25114974 >>25115035 >>25116172 Autocorrect failed me in a winning way. This is what happens when I try rushing posts on a break.
Still though, question still stands. Is it really cucking him if she was already in a loving marriage?
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>>25116375 All it really means is that Priest has to come to terms with the fact that because of who his waifu is, he is in a worse position than the Twifags when EQG happened and that pretty much went nowhere, so technically he always was, what with that marriage and all. But now it really hits them harder with the inclusion of this latest episode.
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This episode reminded me I have a Cadance story half done that I was doing last year, then put on pause to do Straya Day 2, then forgot about it...
Anonymous
>>25113590 You stay the fuck away from her. You had your chamce and you gave her up to chase a married mare.
Anonymous
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>>25051671 is this working
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>>25113590 Mr.Priest... like wow, gee motherfucking wiz!
I agree with this guy
>>25117821 Dear old Fluttershy deserves better then a buster like you. Leading on an innocent soul just to show her something she will never be. A princess. Could you drop your standards a little harder please for her? She doesn't need this kind of treatment from you, don't you come crawling back now, the damage is done.
Dr. Absolute
>>25120428 Yes, hello Seattle, this is Dr. Frasier Absolute. I'm listening.
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>>25120699 Mmmmhmm. Don't you dare to come back after you done did what you did. If you even look at this fine ass mare, I'ma have to smack some sense into you.
Anonymous
>>25120741 Haven't seen that show in forever. Has anyone ever used it for a story? Anon is a culturally enriched gentleman, who lives with his more or less brother (maybe just close bond, or even adopted? who fucking cares at this point?) and their shenanigans as they try to live life among the filthy casuals and imbecile mares who torment them for the dick.
After typing that out, it sounds just as bland as the show could get. This was a bad idea and I apologize for the inconvenience. It was a long night. Anonymous
>>25122347 Basically the best sort of concept coming close to that would probably be along the lines of Doctor's Orders from Hawkeye. Can get the psychiatric advice and stuff, but to not be bland, there's gotta be some shit happening around it as well.
Anonymous
>>25122382 Damn college people. Being too smart. They're no fun! Anon and Twilight can go be nerds with MoonDancer, but I wanna have fun damn it!
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>>25122425 I have no idea what you're on about.
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anonpencil
>>25122347 This could be done, except Rarity keeps throwing herself at him because she thinks he's the only one culturally and financially acceptable enough to give herself to sexually.
Anon is not amused and tries to talk her through it, keeps telling her that he's listening.
She drugs his sherry and tries to rape him (maybe succeeds).
In the morning, she makes him a tossed salad and scrambled eggs.
...no, I never watched Frasier obsessively for years, I don't know WHAT you're talking about...
Anonymous
>>25124976 We need more rarara stories. I understand your frustration.
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HEY WAKE UP YE CUNT
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>>25127903 Moisturising Rape?
Cum is good for the mane, or vaginal fluids are (supposedly) good for Anons hair (if he has any).
Anonymous
>You were one of the few selected to be a live audience. Being a princess had its perks. >Applejack was sweating. All the cameras were on her. >Rarity was in a sparkling dress, smiling. She stood next to a huge game board with the letters "R_PE" in display. >Applejack's voice was now muzzled by her hat, hiding her scrunch. "Can I buy a vowel?" >Your student played the host. Twilight nodded. >"I'hll buy an 'O'" >"I'm sorry Applejack, It's Rainbow's turn." >Applejack slammed her hat on the floor. "This game's stupid." >Rainbow rose up on her hind legs and pointed at the board. "It's RIPE." >Twilight nodded her head. "I'm sorry. But that's incorrect." She opened her mouth to speak. >Fluttershy, the last contender, interrupted, "IT'S RAPE. RAPE. I WIN." >She lifted her hooves up in a rare display of exuberance, before she felt the weight of all the collective stares from everyone in the studio. > >Fluttershy sank down below the podium. >"Um, sorry," she whispered. >Twilight said, "That's correct. Now, what has Fluttershy won?" >Luna's booming voice came from the announcer's studio. No microphone required. >The curtains started to slide away. >Fluttershy's wings flew open with excitement.. >Forgetting her previous embarrassment and discontent from her competitors, she leaned in front of the podium. >The curtains flew back only to reveal... >Pinkie pie pushing herself against a naked Anonymous, tied up against a spare Wheel of fortune wheel. >The lights dimmed and one focused on her making sloppy seconds out of Fluttershy's prize. >Pinkie scrunched. "Surprise," was all she could say before Fluttershy flew straight for her. >A disgruntled Twilight levitated a card in front of the camera, saying "Technical difficulties. Please stand by." as the other four went in a barrel roll, wrestling to see who came out on top.
Nebulus !!2TWW04Vlsi2
>>25129200 >"Welcome to Blind Rape! The television show that teaches kids about boundaries and why they're a fictional concept created by the weak!" >The host flashes a grin. >"Trixie shall be your host for this evening, as she is the most fabulous and beloved of all ponies~" >The crowd cheers at this. >A purple alicorn at the front row scowls. >"Now, let us begin! We'll start by meeting today's victims!" >The ' spotlight ' shines on you. >Squint in annoyance at it. >"Tell Trixie your name, disgusting monster from beyond this mortal realm!" "Anonymous."
>"Revolting! And what sort of mare are you looking for, Anonymous?" "I'm not. I was dragged here against my will."
>"Those are the rules of the game, Anonymous~" >She moves onto the next guest. >"Tell Trixie everything about yourself!" >The timid mare next to you whimpers under the ' spotlight '. >"M-my name is Fluttershy... I'm an animal expert a-and I'm looking for love... C-can you stop shining that light on me?" >Trixie throws back her head and laughs, the flashlight in her hoof pushed against Fluttershy's eyeball. >"Trixie enjoys your obvious suffering! You win!" >"Wh-what?" "What."
>Confetti falls from the ceiling. >A disco ball also falls, and the string suspending it snaps, causing it to crash onto another contestant. >Berry Punch stares dumbly at her shattered limbs. >Then blacks out. >From the alcohol, not blood loss or shock. Nebulus !!2TWW04Vlsi2
>>25129559 >Fluttershy stops freaking out for a second to poke Trixie, who is still stood in front of her laughing and waving her flashlight around in celebration. >"Um, Trixie? What do I win?" >Trixie stops guffawing. >"Stupid pony, you win... uhh..." >She scrunches up her face. >Then puts a hoof to her ear. >"What to you -mean- we didn't have it in the budget for a prize?!..." >... >"No I don't have any spare bits on me! I spent them all on this stupid outfit!" >... >"Ugh, I'll improvise then!" >... >"Oh go fuck yourself, Rudolph." >Trixie flashes Fluttershy a smile. >"You win... ANONYMOUS!" >Fluttershy bursts into tears. >"I-I'm so h-happy!" >She immediately assaults you. >The crowd cheers as you're molested on live television while Berry Punch slowly bleeds to death and Trixie gets into a shitflinging contest with her producer. >Meanwhile, in Canterlot. >Luna nods in approval at the bloodshed and misery on display. >Celestia stares in absolute horror. >Her sister nudges her. >"I daresay, Celestia, that this might just be better than the gladitorial arenas!" >She smiles happily as you try to drag yourself off the set, Fluttershy riding your ass the whole time. >"Ahh, television. What a marvellous concept." Inspired by actual events. Nice story by the way, Anon. Made me giggle like mad. Anonymous
Anonymous
>>25130315 Baby don't hurt me
Anonymous
>>25129200 Pervert
>>25129559 Pervert.
All y'all're fucking perverts. Get Jesus in your lives!
Anonymous
>>25131720 If I'm gonna have any mythical good being in my life, it'll be Zordon.
Anonymous
>>25131775 >Not worshiping Lord Zed Get out of here you filth.
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>>25125902 ...
My frustration is more with Frasier, less with Rarara.
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>>25129574 T-t-thanks.
Your take on it was better. Because your wordplay was more fluid, it revealed a more character and you actually edited your stuff. Mine was more cluttered.. Work sucks. Else I'd stick around longer tonight. Keep the thread alive.
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>>25136090 I got it covered...
Nebulus !!2TWW04Vlsi2
>>25136090 >you actually edited your stuff. You greatly overestimate my writing process.
>Wake up.>Crawl onto PC. >Do nothing but browse the internet for 6 hours. >Think of a story idea. >Ingest helium and bleach. >Open Notepad/Quick-Reply >Write down whatever I can think of. >Stare at it for 10 minutes. >Post. >Regret later. To be fair, it's worked out pretty well for the last 2-3 years.
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>>25133261 I want to blow a load all of that belly.
Anonymous
>>25136494 Different Anon here, and you Nebby actually inspired me to write some shit a long ass time ago.
>>Post. >>Regret later. Maybe some of your writing process rubbed off on me
a shame you didn't just rub me off instead Anonymous
>>25136090 >"Anon, if ya want out of tha hole, all ya gotta do is fuck me." "... Fine."
>Three years later. >"Anon, c'mon, this has gone on too long!" >Your messenger comes out of the shadows, wearing her miner's cap. >"Anon's in sector D-12, digging out a hole home for the Smithsons. I can take a message if you want." >Applejack groans, walking off. >Once she is gone, the CMC (now the Legally Fuckable Mares), run up to the hole. >They lower in a homemade lunch, a newspaper, and clothes. >Your assistant smiles and nods. >"Thank you. Anon'll be sure to add two percent of the profit to your 'we wanna be rich' accounts." >They grin and run off. >Your assistant collects the things and begins her trek through Antopia! >A large underground town that has been thriving for two and eleven twelfths years. >The cities main exports are dirt, good investment advice, and not fucking Applejack. >The latter is even in the town anthem. >Which you sing daily. "Ohhh, Antopia. How dusty she may be."
>Your voice echoes, the townspeople joining, even some cotizens of Ponyville. "Built like ants, mining more everydaaay."
>It reaches the ponies above. "But still if it's this, or fucking Applejack, I say NNNNAAAAAAAAY! I shall live underground, hear my own sound, and cheer hip hip hip hoo RAAAAY! Antopia, I'd rather love here than fuck Apple... JAAAAAAAAACK!"
>There are cheers and hoof claps. >You thought of the lyrics yourself. Anonymous
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>>25137158 That song was straight out of The Lord of the rings.
excellent work, Anon.
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Nebulus !!2TWW04Vlsi2
>>25136583 Aww, that makes me feel warm and fuzzy, Anon.
Being gay is a sin, Anon. The best kind of sin. Fapman !!q/8pd+yX2Hn
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>>25140261 Aren't you gay irl, neb?
Anonymous
>>25142080 He did leave a guy at the alter, so he either is gay or was.
Nebulus !!2TWW04Vlsi2
>>25142080 >>25142179 Knock it off, this isn't becoming a thing.
P-please. >>25133261 >' U want sum fuk? ' >Read the message again, slowly. >Sound it out aloud. >Glare at it. >You raise your head and glower at Rainbow Dash. >She bounces her eyebrows at you. >"Offer's on the table, hot stuff." >Look at her message again. " 'U'? Are you fucking kidding me? It's three letters, Rainbow Dash."
>She blinks a few times. >"...Huh?" "Literally three letters. The fact that you're able to speak means that you must have some kind of higher brain function, so use it to write the other two god damn letters. Are you pretending to be retarded because you think it's cute? Is that it? Do you think you're cute Rainbow? Are you a cutie pa-fucking-tootie?"
>Dash doesn't know what to say. >"I-I'm sorry!" "Write it again."
>"Wh--" "WRITE IT AGAIN."
>Drag her over to your writing desk, giving her a piece of parchment and a quill. "First of all, despite the question mark, the sentence is more of a statement than a question. If you want to make a request of someone, some fucking respect is in order, so start off with 'Would you like'."
>Rainbow slowly writes down 'wud you like'. >Stare at her. >She looks back fearfully. "Tell me you're fucking with me."
>The mare sets down her quill. >"I-I never learned how to spell 'would'! It's a really weird word!" Nebulus !!2TWW04Vlsi2
>>25142923 "A weird word that's FIVE LETTERS LONG. I'm not asking you to spell dodecahedron, for Christ's sake, I'm asking you to spell 'would'."
>She writes down 'wood'. >Slap her. "W-O-U-L-D."
>The mare, now trying to fight back tears, writes it down. "Now, 'sum fuk' sounds like something an uncultured piece of primodial ooze would say, and since you're capable of self-concious thought, I like to think you're slightly more able than that."
>Dash stares at her page, trying not to let her breaths shudder too much. "Try 'to have sex'."
>She writes it down. "Oh, no spelling errors, good job, I was afraid you'd struggle with 'to'."
>Dash shudders. "Now finish it off with a question mark."
>She does so. "There! Much better, now read it out."
>"W-would you l-like to have sex?" "No. Now fuck off."
>Rainbow Dash flies dejectedly out your front door. >Watch her go with a scowl. >... "God I am so hard right now."
Oh Rainbow Dash. You're such an awful pony. Anonymous
>>25142936 Yeah, Dash is just the worst.
But she is kinda cute though. For a cunt. Anonymous
>>25142936 If derpy has taught me anything, it's that retards are hot.
Anonymous
>>25142936 It's funny because nebulus is using incorrect grammar himself while writing about anon correcting Dash on her grammar!
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If you keep going down the path your on...
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>>25146248 Oi oi, go back to /vg/ with that.
Anonymous
>>25146323 buddy.
pal.
let's talk this out.
I'll even write a story about it pls just let me sanspost :^( Anonymous
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>nothing but bumps for hours
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>>25149299 You can change that
at the moment, I'm personally having trouble making anything out of a certain idea
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>>25149316 I have a certain idea I just don't want to write it.
And the cycle continues...
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>"I want bumps , Anon."
Cog
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>>25151422 I dont know why, but I really like your image
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"No, ma. Let me be NEET. Reeeee," you muttered under your pillow as a hand came out, bitch slapping your alarm clock into submission.>Your backup alarm, started making sounds from the ceiling. >The last traces of a dream involving shitposting back on Earth faded and you awoke to your new reality. >As you laid on your back, you saw a bed nailed on the ceiling. >"Hey, Anon! Boy am I glad to see you, lover~" said Pinkie. >Pinkie's hoof stretched down and poked you in the nose. "Boop!" >It was like this every day. >You should have never gone to Las Pegasus and played that drinking game with Dash. >It took two minutes to get to the bathroom, but it felt like forever. >All the while, Pinkie was bouncing on the ceiling, staking a claim on her half of the house. >"Are you always so slow? Come on! There's a whole day waiting for us, you grump-a-dump." >She said this while you were shitting, and reading the Daily Ponyville News. >Showering was... interesting to an outsider. To you, it was a mundane reminder that Pinkie can warp even the reality of ordinary objects. >Her showerhead sprayed upward, to Newton's chagrin. >You got out of the topsy turvy shower, smelling like lollypops and helium. >Shaving was difficult, especially when Pinkie screamed out a throaty high note as she continued washing herself. You cut yourself twice. >Breakfast was a herculean task of focus. One distraction could mean roofies in your cereal, or a syringe in your bagel. >Pinkie was bouncing off the walls, being cuccoo for Coco Puffs. >You went off to a day in the office. >Pinkie walked out the door, up the side of the house, and trotted down a tightrope to safety. >She yelled, "Don't stay too long at work, lover. I have a surprise for you later. A sexy one." That should be it for my Ponka Pone ideas. I guess the images say that I should do Rarara next. Fine.
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>>25152769 Also, if I'm not implying hard enough, she's doing this upside down the whole time. Sorry if I didn't make it explicit enough. Nebulus !!2TWW04Vlsi2
>>25143183 She's absolutely awful.
Cute as hell while sleeping. Just wanna poke her chubby lil' belly. >>25143291 A quote so inspiring I turned it into a wallpaper. Take it and leave, you filthy animal.
>>25143410 Are you imblying I have bad grammer? >>25146248 >>25146401 * You feel your sins crawling on your back. >>25152769 >Ex-wife Penk. Huh, don't think this has ever been explored. I'd read more if it was posted.
HINT. HINT. Anonymous
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>>25153212 You know when you put it in a wallpaper like that... it certainly seems more majestic than I originally planned.
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>>25153212 Sure Nebaroonie.
>It was budget day. >Truly, a man's real strength is in his habits. >No hayburger. No booze. And none of that NEET shit you did by taking sick days. You're an adult now. >Something light, like a pink confetti snowflake fell on your nose. "Pinkie. Don't you even think of starting a party."
>You didn't even bother looking at her. Just from your sixth sense, you could tell she has a dumb smile on her face. >"Silly, anon. Think of it as a morale boost for the ponies who saved Equestria a gorillion times." >You looked up from your desk to see Pinkie stuffing her party cannons with glowsticks. "I'm not paying alimony so you can get drunk on weak-ass cider with your friends."
>"Oh, we're not getting drunk." >She disappears, replaced by the sound of duct tape. >"You are." >Your arms and back stiffen, as she tapes a broom to your head and arms. >She then places a beer funnel on your mouth just as the doorbell impatiently rings. >"Oooo. Dashie's here." >You groggily gain your senses, eyes slowly focusing on Pinkie's friends stretched out on a few upside down sofas. >Pinkie on the other hand, was sitting on an ice block, breathing heavily. >"Sleeping like a itty bitty angel." "Why am I naked?"
>"Anon. You know the answer." She chows down another hayburger, letting the wrapper fall down among the junk pile that was now on your side of the house. "Fuck. Why do I always have to deal with your bullshit."
>"Well, it's like a tax for not loving me." Pinkie shakes her mane. >Out comes a box, which she opens to reveal a ruby ring. "Speaking of which, this is mined straight from the family rock farm." >Pinkie shoves the box right at your face, screaming "LOVE ME." >The rest of her friends have already woken up; removing their antigrav enchantments and sneaking out of the home. >Naked, with an upside down pony screaming in your face, you picked up a broom and start sweeping. >"I SAID LOVE ME." >Fuck Pinkie. She deserves the silent treatment. Anonymous
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>>25155214 I do say simply marvelous, MARVELOUS.
Now only if there was more to lieu and behold upon...
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"Hey, Fluttershy?">"Yes Mr.Sexy Anon?" >"Always~" >"Excuse me Anon, but how can you look at a dick the wrong way?" >"W-what do you mean?" >Fluttershy looks at you awkwardly shifting her eyes. >"I-Is that some sort of Alicorn thing? B-because I can't really do-" >"N-No! Anon please! I want to rape you! I want you to be inside of me till dawn! I'll...I'll! Come up with something!" >Fluttershy rushes over to the kitchen drawer and pulls out the biggest knife. >Now your better half tells you should probably stop her. >But the other half is also yelling much louder inside of you saying to let it happen. >Just as Fluttershy is about to slice her eyes in a horrific manner. >A light bulb appears above Fluttershy's head. >"I've got an idea!" >"Oh Anon, you're such a tease! I'll be right back don't move!" >Fluttershy goes off to do whatever.
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>>25156529 >Several minutes go by. >You thought she probably ended up in the hospital trying to execute her plan. >Then a knock on the door. >You get up to answer it. >Big fuckin deal it's the pink and yellow whore. "Back so soon?"
>"I hope I wasn't gone too long, I'd hate for you to lose your boner when you get to doing it~" >You scratch your nose lost in your own thoughts. "Uh-huh..."
>"Anyway feast your eyes on this!" >She holds up an open case. >In it contained two, small domes with heart shapes on them. "Fuck are those?"
>"Heart shape pupils contact lenses! Rarity and Twilight helped make them!" "Oh that's nice. So, putt'em on."
>Fluttershy squirms trying to put the first one in. "What's the matter, afraid you might poke your eye out?
>"No! I just-I-" "No balls."
>"W--What?" "You've got no balls, can't even put a contact lens in."
>Fluttershy puffs out her cheeks and stands firm to put in the contact. >She ends up pushing it in too far and it cause her to recoil in pain. >Fucking Fluttershy. Anonymous
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>>25156542 Hehehee, oh that Fluttershy~
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>>25157972 shid anon. gib me the digg! :DDDDDD
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>>25159518 I literally crashed cloudflare servers in my country with that picture.
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>>25155214 these are fun
fuckin' anon, pretending not to love pinkie's shenanigans >>25156542 don't be so hard on her, it's a doozy the first time you gotta put one in Anonymous
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>>25155214 Hah!
That was extremely confusing. But good job anyway. Anonymous
>>25131775 >>25131994 >Not obeying our only true god, Khorne HERETICS, TASTE MY STEEL!
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>>25142936 >"Good. Now write it out a hundred times, and if it's not done by morning I'll clip your clit off." Anonymous
>>25161425 >"HAnon, e-eez kayh-awss hyour fetish?" >Raise your bolter to meet her face. "No."
*Blam*
Chaos worshipers calling others Heretics. What is this warp coming to?" Anonymous
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>>25162138 >Chaos turning on Chaos. Doesn't seem like anything out of the ordinary.
I love you chaotic folk. Eris a best, Discord a cuck and Tzeentch is the shit. I still can't sleep. Not going to bed til 9:30AM, the fuck is wrong with me Anonymous
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>>25162971 God I love this image.
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>>25157460 >An empty wine bottle poked its head from the top of a trash bin. >It glistened red from the newly installed fireplace, matching the colour of the leftover fabric from Rarity's new dress. >She struggled, her crimson dress scratched and ripped as she fought to stay on top of a certain human whose suit was also in tatters. "How many times do I have to say, no means no, Rarity." He fought to get the words out between blows from Rarity's frustrated hoof.
>Her mascara stained cheeks and the occasional sniffle contrasted with the tactful manoeuvring she sought to remain in control. >"You tasteless swine! I give, give, give and you just keep on taking." >Your brute strength was still held in check by pushing it off to the side with magic, causing you to twist. >Rarity then jabbed your defenceless ribs, mounting up the damage. >You didn't have enough air to yell, much less talk. >She planted a kiss on your lips, sealing off any last vestige of resistance. >Her tongue was clumsy and desperate with alcohol. Nothing like the tactful strokes of her hooves. >The sound of shimmering magic was followed by the unzipping of your suit pants, the handle of which had a diamond embedded in the middle. >A magnifying glass would reveal the etched words on it hidden to the naked eye: Property of Rarity >She was always one for detail work. >Your liquor tainted mind bewitched the senses, giving Rarity full access to your pleading cock. >The empty wine bottle finally slid into the trash bin with a clink. >The massaging motions from her moist insides invited your dick in, guiding your head to the barrier of her womb, kissing it. >Further sounds of aimless lust came from both ends of Rarity, drooling with juices. >The faceless mannequins stood idly. Crackles came from the fire, revealing giant, pony shaped shadows from the silent, voyeuristic crowd. >Rarity's powder could no longer hide the colour of a she devil's cheeks. 1/2
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>>25163651 >She stares at her prey, and takes another taste. >You roll your eyes, removing yourself from your body. >Rarity controls your body like a puppet, positioning it as she wants as your mind wafts up into the air, almost above the scene whlie your body sank deeper into the red blankets. >It was like a near death experience. >She moaned, and you felt the tingles of shameful pleasure escape from your body and into hers. >The night was still young. Rarity would not be satisfied until she got what she felt was hers. With interest. Anonymous
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>>25163651 >Your liquor tainted mind bewitched the senses Shit son, that's some elegant writing right there.
>>25163682 That was great! Almost makes me want to write a Rarity story. Haven't written one in such a long time.
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>>25167316 If you remove that green hand it becomes a horsecock
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>>25166827 I can't deal with this.
I can't deal with this.
I can't deal with this.
Fuck.
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>>25166827 We feelsrape now?
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If you could bring back any writefag, who would you save?
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>>25166827 Why?
Why? Fuck >>25170714 I would say slasher, but he still appears on occasion. I would love if Akame could finish Branded, but we might as well consider it lost to the ages. I would love if Collar would finish Tough Love, but same sorta story there, I just know where he's at. I recently talked with Project on Fimfic. Great guy. I hope he posts something there. I'd love to resurrect Theseus, but he's off doing some super awesome things in his real life. I admire him. I suppose, If there was an author I'd just love to see write again, it'd be Swift. I dunno if that'll ever happen though. Cog
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>>25170714 >who would you save? Myself...
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>>25170714 Clever Dick.
I miss his input on stories, he was really insightful.
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>>25170714 >Who would you save? As many as I could >>25171009 >3 subject shorts >Once the blood of this thread >Now gone >>25171226 It's not too late. You're still here.
>>25172151 Lost potential
>>25172982 I miss him too, but he's done with pone... forever...
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>>25170714 >who would you save I would save Brownee because he's clearly pushing his luck and could die any day now.
im joking, but please stay healthy Heinrich In all seriousness though, I'd save any writefag that hasn't ended any of their stories yet. Akame tops that list for me, but there's a lot of others. Otherwise, I'll not save anyone, they're free to give up on pone rape as they please. Anonymous
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Fapman !!q/8pd+yX2Hn
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If Fluttershy came to me and asked, if eating ass was my fetish i would simply go down and do it. But the joke would be on her I only eat ass ironically.
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>"Where is the green captain?"
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>>25178527 >"There will be some in no time, I can feel it in my buttocks!" Anonymous
Your favorite writer a shit.
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>>25170714 I'd love to bring back Raritan.
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Lasagna !!/ntJkCEXGld
>>25172151 Da fuck is this? when did people start knowing who I am?
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>>25180338 Since you didn't shut up.
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>>25179971 Don't you talk shit about them! I love that faggot!
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>>25180338 Please come back it us. I don't care about the avatarfagging, just come back home.
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>>25180338 I wrote a story with you as the main character, remember? No matter how long ago that was, we've never forgotten you.
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>>25181216 >Writefags come home Please?...
Lasagna !!/ntJkCEXGld
>>25180399 didn't you retire?
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>>25181942 Says you. Never see your prancing fairy ass unless there's welfare and koolaid fucking faggot.
I kept your space in bed warm. In case you ever want to come
Inside back
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So I wrote this over a year ago and just went back and completely changed it. It's still meh tier though.>Day Sunny-D in Equestria >You are Anonymous, the greatest human in all of equestria >though technically you are also the worst human considering you are the only human >but, in a way, you are the greatest human ever, you have set the highest human records in equestria >most weight lifted by a human (28.3 pounds) >fastest mile ran by a human (43.5 minutes) >Best looking human (3/10) >you get the idea >so it's really no wonder that fluttershy wants the Searing Primate Phallus >and why she bothers you everyday with guesses of your fetish. >what a creep, stepping past personal boundaries with no regard for what you feel about it >if only Celestia liked you as much >her golden incandescent aura is so alluring that no sane man wouldn't love her >some day, she will be yours >it has become obvious to you that the way into White-Princesses heart was by discovering her fetish, and using it agains- >to find her fetish, and help her have a fun time. >So every day, you wake up and feverishly work to discover what it may be >She, being a classy pony, will not submit easily to such crude behaviour >it was "too lewd!" according to her >you never give up however. >The only good trait you were known for on earth was persistence. >luckily it came with you to this world. Along with a bit of tenacity >The time for Celestia to raise the sun was near, then you would surely earn her love. >Your other 57 attempts failed, but there is still hope to succeed for as long as you can breathe
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>>25182415 >You are Princess Celestia, the most beautiful and regal pony. Aren't your wings pretty? >Everyday you wake up, shit, shower, style your mane, and then deal with the pest Anonymous >Technically humans are an endangered species, so you can't just get rid of him the easy way >you've gone through great effort to turn his attention away. >Money, fame, and even a love/lust spell for him was cast on that zoophile fluttershy >but you are not sure he will ever understand you don't love him. >Lucky for you however, the 50-70 years he has left on this planet are but a second in your lifespan >Nonetheless, it is annoying to constantly hear such... such inappropriate words. >As you are just finishing the suns rise, here he comes. Sauntering over to you with such bravado it's almost attractive >Almost. >Not really, at all. >as he makes his way to you its obvious his bravado was nothing more than a facade >you can see the nervousness in his eyes as he gets closer So, Anonymous the Human, what is it today?
>"please, just call me Anon" Fine whatever. just tell me what your business is with me today, Anon.
>"Celestia, I'm here to uhh... win your heart." ugghh, trying yet again. Well, hurry up with today's guess. I am very busy you know.
>"Is your fetish to piss all over somebody else?" What? No no no... Of course not, I would never be interested in something so vile.
I mean, to even think of such a thing is... uhh It would be... not good?
>"Oh, Really? You don't sound confident." The green fool says. Hah! Hahaha, good one Anonymous but I am the very definition of confidence and composure. R-Right? Aren't I so super confident? heheh
>"I've got you this time, haven't I? You want somebody to let you piss on them." >the jigs up now, somebody figured it out >he didn't truly know at first, but now you've lost your cool and he caught on to his own truth 2/3
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>>25182454 >Celestia is looking nervous now, and you think a little bit aroused >A little more cajoling is all it should take for her primal desires to take over >and then... >the mere thought of that pleasure should be indescribable to a mortal mind Just give in my Princess. I can see how you actually feel about my accusation. I can see the desire within you.
>"You... Shut up! Stop talking at once, by my tiaras authority!" Oh no, we both want this one to happen and I know it. Let me bask in your gentle fountain.
>her face scrunches and her ears flop a bit, you notice her rear legs trembling minutely >"eeehhn... ahh... fine." >with a POP you're in her bathroom >"If you speak of this at any point I will kill you. I may just kill you anyways, to tartarus with preservation laws." I'm willing to take much greater risks than that for you. Please, let us begin.
>she rolls her eyes and turns away >Celestia's breathing deepens as her tail is lifting, the magical flow being sent upwards and away from her pleasure port >And then it finally begins >a light trickle at first, then a steady stream of yellowish liquid >the pressure continues to rise and near your face >after leaning forwards you can feel it's divine warmth >the scent in wonderous, not unlike asparagus >more and more is hitting you every second, slowly pushing you away from the source >you can see by watching her rear end that she is nor shaking and shivering like a Parkinson's patient >her vibrations increase exponentially, as does her liquid golds speed 3/4
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>>25182498 >the strength of it is overpowering, pressing you to the wall with a great force >you open your mouth to speak and instead all you can manage is a faint rwlwharrgarbleblaga
>you snap your mouth shut after so much liquid enters to almost drown you then and there >the power of her bladder juice is like a firehose now >the pain on your face and chest is likewise growing, bones fracture and skin is tearing >and then it recedes, the tsunami of horse piss comes to an end >your eyes barely function at this point, blurred with a yellow tint but you see Celestia turns to face you >"ahh... thank you for that Anonymous, it has been millennia since I last drained myself. And I'm sure you had a good time as well. A shame it was your last." >with that she turns and leaves, blowing out the candles and locking the door on her way out >You've been left for dead, unable to move and barely conscious all because you got what you wanted >even now your heart is stuttering, your breath is fading away >on the bright side of things >at least you aren't >Fucking Fluttershy 4/4
Criticism appreciated, no matter how harsh.
I wrote some other shit even linger ago that I might go through and fix, if you lads are interested.
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>>25182533 man, that was fucking gross, I liked it, please fix up those old things and post them
>criticism I liked that you used post limit to change PoV the second time, but it was still jarring, even if it worked, I use spaces, or just the good ol' >you are anon
and this isn't a huge deal, but I think you picked the wrong princess as well, Celestia is a very relaxed ruler, while Luna is the stricter one who is more concerned with her standing, I get that the joke wouldn't have worked if it was any other pony than Celestia, but I think her personality should've maybe been tweaked a bit, maybe have her indulge in Anon's absurd attempts at finding her "fetish" and then have her get short with him once he does
but hey, that's just like my opinion man, I had a good laugh at this regardless
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>>25182533 Half of your sentences are missing capitalization and periods, looks tacky.
Also, fix your Celestia dialogue. She's supposed to be the most regal/divine horse in ponyland, but here she's talking like a gruff teenage man. Calling Fluttershy a zoophile seems out of place, and I don't think Celestia is the type to grunt or groan out her complaints.
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>>25183299 said, try to work on your PoV swapping, the only reason it worked this time was because the first line immediately said "Celestia", if it weren't for that I would've still thought we were reading from her perspective.
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>>25163682 oh, sexy rape, that was great, loved the way it was written
>>25180021 I think he's still around, just not writing... much Anonymous
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>>25184543 >Implying Celestia didn't do that as an excuse for Anon to grope her butt. Anonymous
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>Be Ghost Anon. >Twilight killed you and now you spend your days filling her mane with ghost jizz. >Spike can see you and your work. >Poor guy can't give his sister/mom a hug anymore. >Although, you did accidentally give him a new fetish. >Rarity wakes up with hot glue in her mane every once and a while now. >Boy makes you proud sometimes.
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Hey, I was wondering if anyone knew where to find the flutterrape story(ies?) of Fluttershy eating ponies because she thinks that's Anon's fetish?
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>>25186733 ... That... That was a thing here? Jesus, I thought I was an old fag.
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>>25187406 Sounds familiar. For some reason the one I'm thinking of isn't even related. It's where Fluttershy has a baby, kills it, and grinds it into ground meat to make Anon a burger.
Good times. Good times.
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>>25188256 Those lips still worry me
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byompTHAT'S A TRIPLE. THAT'S A TRIPLE LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.
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>>25188454 I care more about the other pair
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>>25191722 Only pair you need to care about.
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>>25192201 You people seriously aren't helping my Ponk addiction. Between Penk and Twilight, I can't seem to write about any other pony.
Stop being butts. Anonymous
>>25192460 See, I'm the opposite. Love Twilight, can't write her sexually. At best, she stays the best friend type of character. I can only fuel it for everyone else.
And weirdly, those I write sexually I tend to not care about, so... Hm.
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>>25193413 I'm afraid I can't stop, Anon.
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>>25194279 Well you leave me no other choice
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>>25196153 Now I wanna see Anon trying to escape Fluttershy's bear-style massage.
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>>25192488 I swear I've seen this exact comment here before. Same picture and everything. I think I'm losing my mind.
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>>25197458 Mmmmnah, you probably aren't. I feel like I'd probably have said it a good 4 or 5 times by now previously. Probably attached to some sort of Twilight pic.
I don't know why I do that...
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>Fluttershy go to your house >Do the monkey dance >Don't get the sex >Sad day for Fluttershy >Fuck Flut
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>>25198396 Maybe she can ask Wess for a proper monkey dance.
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The pie family needs their own spinoff.
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>>25203019 Big Mac needs his own spinoff.
First Cheerilee and now Limestone Pie. Guy's been busy playing the strong, silent type to his advantage.
Or in this thread, maybe to his disadvantage...
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>>25203624 Are you a tard? That was Flutterguy's voice Cheerilee fainted to.
Who is voiced by a Black guy Anonymous
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>>25204685 But she thought it was Big Mac's.
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>>25204685 She fainted to the harmonic sound of Coon voice. Not cracka peter new. She likes the nigger cock. If that nigga was to come up and start humming at her pinkish ass she'd maregasm right there.
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>>25204685 It's been a year since I've seen it. Chill.
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>>25206921 >Mental Note:Give Rarity a bonus, that rock costume was a great success! Anonymous
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>>25208096 Jesus that site is undermaintained. Most of the links either lead to nowhere or are dead.
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Emotionally manipulative Marble Pie or Spirit crushing Limestone Pie when?
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Hey! Get off page 10 you! You're not supposed to be here!
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>>25210459 I said get off page 10!
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>>25210459 >>25211299 Go to bed Seth, let us die in our sleep...
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>>25212157 Well, I have 14 thousand words that I've put together for the finale of Adopting Fluttershy.
Who wants it? It's roughly 40 posts.
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>>25213005 Im gonna have to do alot of reading when I wake up.
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http://pastebin.com/P2r4vZab >Maybe you shouldn’t but… >Her gentle grasp on your hand gets your attention, and those mesmerizing blue eyes with a lopsided smile that appears to suit her is the only thing that is the center of your attention. >She moves closer to wrap the bandage around you. >What she’s unaware of is that you’re currently inhaling in her pink hair that is relatively the scent of honeysuckle. >Her hands move around your back, being very cautious on bringing them back around to finish up by binding them together. >”Is that better?” She asks when “Yes, it is.”
>”So, ehm, enjoying our high school?” "It's not bad. The teachers can be — hold up, this is some sort of trick, isn’t it?”
>”What do you mean? I just wanted to know if you’re fine with the school.“ Fluttershy genuinely sounds bemused by your assumption. >You’re not completely sure if she’s capable of lying, but how she reacted did sound authentic to your suspicion. >It’s best on not to ruin the moment, since she is at least trying to talk. >Then again, you unnoticeably did talk to her the other times, but this is somewhat different. >Okay, maybe not, but you’re still being kept here against your will, and that’s something to remember. >Hours filled with various conversations passed by. >Some was small talk, others was getting to know each other. >When Fluttershy isn’t hanging out with the group or at the shelter, she spends some time with Rarity by going to various places in the mall, or just by sipping some tea in each other’s house. >When it isn’t with Rarity, it’s Rainbow Dash that yanks her into things, such as cheering her on in one of her games or making sure that she is still kept in shape by recording her practices. Anonymous
>>25214414 >”It’s good that I have them, but we don’t really do on what I want on most of the time.” >You would throw out a harsh insult, preferably on how she smells after attending the animals. >But after that pleasant aroma her hair casts out, you withdraw the idea. “What do you want to do?”
>She smiles at your curiosity. >”Just, going outdoors or seeing new places. I haven’t gone out much, except the rallies Rainbow pushes me to go for and the same hair salon that Rarity takes me every few weeks.” “It sounds like it gets dreadful over time.”
>”It’s fine, really. But when it’s all that they wanted to do, it tends to get weary for me.” “You haven’t tried to talk to them about it?”
>”I tried, but as usual they would brush it off and pretend it never happened.” >You would ask if they ever were curious about what she did, but that seems unlikely. >She covers her mouth with her left hand as she yawns. >”It’s been great talking with you for the evening, but I should head home.” ”I still can’t believe that this is my new lifestyle for now on.”
>She approaches you and crouches, putting a hand over your left shoulder. >”It won’t be like this forever,” She moves her hand higher. It slides over your neck and stops when it is over your cheek. ”Unless, if there is a problem with me taking care of you, then you already know about it.” >You may have the idea, but it’s an unpleasing thought to where you could end up as the last guy who was with her. “If you were going to kill me, then make it quick.”
>She backs her hand away from you, startled by your ideal fate. >”What?! N-no! I mean that we would be here for some time.” >You just shut your mouth and think if she really wants to keep you or even has the slightest thought of killing you. >She gives you a quick peck on the lips before getting up. Anonymous
>>25214501 >”Just relax. Before you know it, we’ll be out of here as a happy couple.” >Fluttershy leaves Angel with you and heads for the door. “In your own twisted fantasy that’ll happen.”
>She stops in her tracks, keeping her head in the same direction. >”This is reality, Anon. Learn to face what is a possibility and a liability.” >Fluttershy resumes her way out, refusing to look back. “I should keep my big mouth shut.”
>You hear some light coughing from below you. >Angel has his paws crossed and is tapping one of them on the ground. “Come on, you’ve had problems with her.”
>He shakes his head. “What about her? Does she ever had it bad at home?”
>He seems to shrug at your question. >That’s strange, but it could mean anything. “I’m talking to a fuzzy bunny. Maybe I have finally lost it.”
>He shakes his head and resumes his foot tapping. “Whatever you say. You may want to get comfy, because we’re going to be in here for a while.”
>He hops over you and stands on your chest. >Angel uses his ears as a substitute to slapping you with hands by tilting his head forward and shaking it. “Hey! Cut it out!”
>He does, giving you an unsettling glare when setting his head upright. “At least you will get out of here alive.”
>He arches his head forward when hopping off your chest. >Angel curls right beside you and starts to snooze off. >You’re not so optimistic on getting out of here, but not so cheery on being with a psycho. >Decisions, decisions… >Maybe you’ll come to one when you sleep it over. Busy, but yeah, it's something. I'll get more out in the next few days or so.
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>>25213005 Yeah, maybe it'll breath life into this thread for a bit.
>>25214520 Sweet nice update
Meki_
>Day sick in equestria >Wake up to the pale sun, quite boring. >You're sick as shit, so you don't feel like getting up today. >You hear a slight knock downstairs. >It gets steadily higher-pitched the longer you wait. >... >"Okay!" >You'd rather be sick than >Fucking Fluttershy
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>>25214756 10/10
An exciting journey on an emotional roller coaster.
I laughed. I cried. I ejaculated on the screen 3 times.
This may just be the greatest saga to come along in this thread since the days of old.
tepkok Anonymous
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>>25214756 Good shit man, what an engaging read, why haven't you published a book yet?
Anonymous
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>You Are Anon. >You're in the backyard of a client pony. >You are at the point of lawn care that's your absolute favorite. >The leaf blower! >Aw yeah blowing away the leaves like it's no body's business. >Gonna make a God damn whirlwind of doom for all those yellow and orange leaves. >"Hello there Anon, I love it when you get all sweaty from working out doors~" >You turn up to see Fluttershy hovering over the fence. >You try to blow her away with the leaf blower. >She just glides right back down. >"Looks like you're playing more than actually working Anon." >"Oh really? Playing with a leaf blower? I'm sorry Anon but that seems a bit childish." >"*Gasp* Oh I'm so sorry Anon! I-I didn't know you and your blower were so, um...close?" >What Fluttershy doesn't know or rather will never know, is that a leaf blower gives the most intense and radical of all blow jobs ever. >"But wait Anon, I've got a question, what makes your blower so special? Is it your fetish?" >You roll your eyes at her dumb question. >Fluttershy's eyes grow wide with amazment. >She puts a hoof to her chin and thinks for a moment. >"Well okay Anon, I-I'm sure I'll figure something out!"
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>>25216014 >After your hard day of work you pack of your lawn equipment and start to head home. >But before you leave Fluttershy lands beside you. "I'm done for today, Fluttershy. What is it now."
>"Well Anon I'd think you'd be pleased to know I figured out how to give really good blow jobs now." >You raise an eye brow and smirk. "Oh yeah, how?"
>Fluttershy puffs her cheeks and blows on your groin with such force it rips your pants off. >You stare at your underwear and then to her dumb founded at this. "H-how the fuck?"
>Fluttershy giggles at your astonishment. >"It's rather simple once I got it down, I basically concentrated my fearful screams into a blowing motion, and since my screams can shatter glass I'd figured it'd be just enough force to give a really mean blow job!" >You could only continue to stare at the retarded logic behind all this. >"Oh but Anon, you still seem a bit sweaty, why don't I cool you off a bit more~" >Fluttershy begins to puff up her cheeks again. >Before she could let go her air you pull out your leaf blower again and blow her away from yourself. >Fucking Fluttershy. Flutterpriest !!lXi7iPVG93z
Alright. Here we go. The finale.
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http://pastebin.com/gzxyXnkV Before I get started, I do want a little feedback on this. This part is -EXTREMELY- dialogue heavy. The reason this is so, is for a massive format change. You'll see why, but it's to continue playing the "Found footage" motif. I read some court transcripts and audio transcripts that were sent into court to prepare for this. So, what I've written isn't too far off from the truth. But I flubbed in some descriptions of the characters in order to provide more imagery for the reader.
Also, since we're right at the very end of the thread, I'm going to post the links at the beginning of the next thread too. Just in case people miss it.
Alrigth Enough delaying. 40 posts. Let's go.
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>>25216050 Day 54 - Tuesday Morning
>The journal was taken. >It was under my pillow. >Why didn't I wake up? Day 54 - Tuesday Afternoon.
>I didn't let Shy to go to school. >I told her that Daddy wanted her to be home for awhile. >I didn't go to work. >I just can't think of what to do next. >I don't feel safe here anymore. Day 54 - Tuesday Evening
>We have to move. >There's no other choice. >Manehattan seems nice. >Canterlot seems nicer, but way more expensive. >I'm sure there are better job markets anyway. >There's gotta be some job somewhere that needs an office drone or something. >I told Shy we begin packing tomorrow, but I've already started tonight. >It's not like I have a lot of things I care about. >I don't even own the house. >Plus, it saves on moving costs. >Nothing I'm doing is getting Shy to smile. >Goodnight, Jo- >Uh. >Thanks, Notebook. Day 55 - Wednesday Morning
>Manehattan it is. >It's closer to Cloudsdale, which has a great pegasus school. >Higher pegasus population would mean better flight training for Shy. >I can get us on a train, and I called a job service there that has a job lined up for me to begin working this weekend. >We just need out of this town. >I can't do this anymore. Day 55 - Wednesday Afternoon.
>I have tickets for tomorrow morning's train, it was the first ones I could get. >It's done. >Tomorrow, We're gone. [hr]
This is the conclusion of -Exhibit B-, evidence found in the case of Ponyville v Anonymous The Human
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>>25216060 The following is a condensed police report, made on [Day 55] at 9:17 PM.
>Police forces were sent to the home of Anonymous the Human in light of presented evidence of Felony charges of Foal Abuse, Sexual Exploitation of a Minor, and Sexual Assault of a Minor, which was disclosed by source who chose to not disclose their name. The human answered the door in an aggrivated state. When asked to accompany teams to the station, he refused to comply. Anonymous disclosed his intent to leave the town of Ponyville and the team forcefully detained and arrested him. Two officers were sent into the home to recover the filly, Fluttershy, who went missing just over a month ago. She was found on Anonymous's bed, 'tucked in for a bed.' A baseball bat was observed next to the bed and was not moved. The filly was taken from the home from a black eye and refused to speak in above a whisper. Her eyes were glued to the ground until we informed that we were taking her away from Anonymous. At this, she became distraught. Currently, Anonymous has been placed into holding and Fluttershy is being temporarily held at the Orphanage that she was originally admitted to. This is the conclusion of -Exhibit C-, evidence found in the case of Ponyville v Anonymous The Human
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The following is a voice transcript taken from a Ponyville Police tape recorder on [Day 55] at 11:32 PM.
Anonymous: "You can't keep me here. I didn't do anything."
>Silence goes on. Sound of hoofsteps in room. >Guard: "Oh, I'm sure. Just like everypony else." Anonymous: "I would -never- do anything to my little girl."
>Guard: "A Jury will be the judge of that. Until then, we're recording everything you say to try and get every drip of evidence we can get on you." Anonymous: "Evidence? What EVIDENCE? There can't be EVIDENCE of something I didn't do!"
>A throaty chuckle from the guard. >Guard: "Don't worry, you'll get a lawyer. At least you won't get completely butchered in court." Flutterpriest !!lXi7iPVG93z
>>25216064 >Guard(quietly muffled): "Not that you deserve it." Anonymous: "What was that?"
>Guard: "I didn't say anything." >Silence in the room. >More hoofsteps. >Guard: "Just be patient. Your lawyer will be here soon." >Silence in the room goes on for several minutes. The silence is only broken by a deep cough, likely from the guard, a quiet sniffle and quiet curse words. [hr]
The following is a voice transcript taken from the tape recorder of Robin Wrong on [Day 56] at 06:45 PM.
>Robin: "Is... Is this working? I hope so. " >The ruffling of fabric and quiet settling. >Robin: "Okay. You can do this." >Hoofsteps for roughly two minutes, then a door opening. >Guard: "So looked who decided to show up." >Robin: "I'm here for my client." >Guard: "Psh. Take him. I'm sure the town would do worse to him than what we're allowed to do in here." >A pair of hoofsteps for 10 seconds, followed by a rustle of keys. >Guard: "Your savior is here, human." >Silence. >Robin: "Anon? I was appointed to be your attorney. If you'd follow me, I think we should take a trip to my office and we can discuss how to proceed with your case." Anonymous(Quietly): "Alright."
>A cluster of footsteps and hoofsteps. >Guard: "Sign this please." >The scratches of pen on paper. >Robin: "Alright, let's get you out of here." >Hoofsteps accompanied with footsteps for several minutes. >Robin: "It sure is nice weather today, huh?" >Hoofsteps and footsteps continue. A clearing of the throat is heard. After a minute, a door is heard opening. >Robin: "Step on in. We can get down to business." Anonymous: "Please."
>The door closes and a latch is heard clicking. Assumed to be the locking of the door. >Robin: "First door on the left." Anonymous: "This is your house."
>Robin: "Ponyville doesn't do many trials." >Silence. Footsteps, followed by hoofsteps. A door closes. >Robin: "Alright." >Rustling of fabric. Anonymous: "More tape recorders?"
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>>25216074 >Robin: "Yeah. An idea I lifted from the police. They try to take all the evidence they can, so I try to counter them with the same logic." Anonymous: "Has it ever worked yet?"
>Silence. Anonymous: "Great."
>Robin: "Well, you never know. Anything could happen. Let me change the tape and we can begin." [hr]
The following is a voice transcript taken from the tape recorder of Robin Wrong on [Day 56] at 07:02 PM.
>Robin: "There. Now, tell me what you know." Anonymous: "What I know? I know that Cheerilee was breaking into my house the last two nights, trying to steal my journal. And she succeeded. The police wouldn't believe me, then next thing I know, they're arresting ME!"
>A Short Pause. >Robin: "What else?" Anonymous: "I know all these police keep calling me sick and twisted. Apparently I'm being tried for..."
>Robin: "Rape and Sexual Assault on a Minor." >Anonymous groans. Anonymous: "Would -never- touch her."
>Robin: "I know. That's why I'm making you my client." Anonymous: "Why? We've never even met before."
>Silence. >Robin: "If I had a kid, especially one I adopted if I couldn't have kids... There's no way I could have done something like that. And, I don't think anypony else in this world would either." >Silence >Robin: "So, I suppose I'm banking that there's some hope still in this world." Anonymous: "Have you ever taken a case like this before?"
>Robin sighs. >Robin: "No. Honestly, the worst we get into around these parts is maybe a bad trade, an uncollected debt or a fight that got out of control. These sort of crimes... just don't happen here." Anonymous: "So, it's cause I'm human?"
>Robin: "Well, yes, but-" Anonymous: "Isn't there some sort of law against race discrimination? I mean, There's at least three different kinds of ponies, and all sorts of animals that can talk."
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>>25216084 >Robin: "Well, yes. There are laws, but if a pony has a bad feeling or believes something false against somepony else, then that label sticks with them. We recently had a similar issue with a zebra not too long ago." Anonymous: "So, the whole town thinks I'm some sort of molester, and there's nothing I can do about it? Is that what you're saying?"
>Robin: "Now, Anon." Anonymous: "Oh, cut the bullshit. How screwed am I? Do we have any chance of winning this thing?"
>Robin: "Well, it's slim. We have to put some sort of reasonable doubt into the jury and ensure we can explain away the evidence." Anonymous: "What evidence do they have?"
>Robin: "Well, they have a baseball bat by your bed, and photos of Fluttershy with a black eye." Anonymous: "She's being BULLIED!"
>Robin: "Is there anypony that can vouch for that?" >Anonymous groans and clicks his tongue. Anonymous: "Rarity. The white unicorn filly with a purple mane."
>Robin: "Good. We can use her as a witness. Anypony else?" Anonymous: "Well, she had another friend, Applejack, but she's off in Manehattan right now."
>Robin: "Shoot. We probably don't have any time for her to come then... they want to have this trial done in a day." Anonymous: "A DAY?!"
>Silence >Robin: "I appealed to-" Anonymous: "You've got to be kidding me-"
>Robin: "Since nothing like this ever-" Anonymous: "This type of shit would NEVER go down on-"
>Robin: "I HAD TO FIGHT JUST TO GET YOU A TRIAL." >Silence. >Robin: "They were going to try and sentence you on the spot, but I fought to get you a fair trial." >Silence Anonymous: "Thank you."
>Robin: "Don't thank me yet. They have your Journal." >Silence. >Robin: "Now, if there is -anything- in that Journal that could compromise this case, you need to tell me. Right now." >Silence. Anonymous: "I didn't learn until very, very recently that fillies mature so quickly. On Earth, children take a lot longer to mature... so I just thought, she was.."
>Robin: "Was what?" 5/40
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>>25216092 >Robin: "I'm sure... Ugh. Well, that's not great. Wings are certainly a sensitive part of a pegasus... but, did you touch or violate her." Anonymous: "On my life, I swear. No. I would never, ever touch or hurt her."
>Robin: "Good. Anything else I should know?" Anonymous: "Uhm. She ran away once. A month ago, I think. Something like that. Yeah. I was on a date with Cheerilee when that happened."
>Robin: "A date with Cheerilee?" Anonymous: "Yeah, she's a long story."
>Robin: "Well, I need to hear it, if she's going to be testifying against you." >Silence. Anonymous: "Of course, of fucking course. That's how they got the Journal."
>Robin: "Except, the police claim the Journal was right on your bed." Anonymous: "What? There's no way."
>Robin: "That's where they found it." >Silence Anonymous: "Wait wait wait. But, I said as much in my notebook. After the Journal got stolen, I began writing in a notebook."
>Robin: "There weren't any notebooks found at your home. At least, none deemed worthy of evidence for them." Anonymous: "Then we have to go get it."
>Robin: "I'm afraid we can't really afford to let you go anywhere right now, Anon. The whole town has it out for you." Anonymous: "...so I get to sit here and do nothing."
>Robin: "Well, at this point, yes. There isn't much we can do." Anonymous: "And the trial is when?"
>Robin: "Two days." Anonymous: "So, we have two days to prepare a case."
>Robin: "Well, there's one other option." Anonymous: "What?"
>Robin: "You won't like it, but it's available to you." >Silence. >Robin: "120 hours of community service, 3 months in jail and loss of custody to Fluttershy." Anonymous: "Not an option. I'm not going to lose her."
>Robin: "Well, it's settled. Let's get to work." Day 58 - The Trial
>This is Ariel Fontt and this is my first time doing court transcribing. >Mayor Mare asked me to come into the court room and write down everything that happens and everypony's reactions to the case. 6/40
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>>25216092 Anonymous: "I dunno. Younger than she was. I helped her in the bath once."
>Silence >Robin: "Well, it's not... abnormal. Maybe a little old for her but-" Anonymous: "I cleaned her wings. I'm pretty sure she used carrots to take care of her... urges. I can't tell you how wrong I felt after I read in a parenting book that they were too old for all of that."
>Robin: "I'm sure... Ugh. Well, that's not great. Wings are certainly a sensitive part of a pegasus... but, did you touch or violate her." Anonymous: "On my life, I swear. No. I would never, ever touch or hurt her."
>Robin: "Good. Anything else I should know?" Anonymous: "Uhm. She ran away once. A month ago, I think. Something like that. Yeah. I was on a date with Cheerilee when that happened."
>Robin: "A date with Cheerilee?" Anonymous: "Yeah, she's a long story."
>Robin: "Well, I need to hear it, if she's going to be testifying against you." >Silence. Anonymous: "Of course, of fucking course. That's how they got the Journal."
>Robin: "Except, the police claim the Journal was right on your bed." Anonymous: "What? There's no way."
>Robin: "That's where they found it." >Silence Anonymous: "Wait wait wait. But, I said as much in my notebook. After the Journal got stolen, I began writing in a notebook."
>Robin: "There weren't any notebooks found at your home. At least, none deemed worthy of evidence for them." Anonymous: "Then we have to go get it."
>Robin: "I'm afraid we can't really afford to let you go anywhere right now, Anon. The whole town has it out for you." Anonymous: "...so I get to sit here and do nothing."
>Robin: "Well, at this point, yes. There isn't much we can do." Anonymous: "And the trial is when?"
>Robin: "Two days." Anonymous: "So, we have two days to prepare a case."
>Robin: "Well, there's one other option." Anonymous: "What?"
>Robin: "You won't like it, but it's available to you." >Silence. 6/40
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>>25216112 >Robin: "120 hours of community service, 3 months in jail and loss of custody to Fluttershy." Anonymous: "Not an option. I'm not going to lose her."
>Robin: "Well, it's settled. Let's get to work." Day 58 - The Trial
>This is Ariel Fontt and this is my first time doing court transcribing. >Mayor Mare asked me to come into the court room and write down everything that happens and everypony's reactions to the case. >So, I suppose that's sort of like writing s a story! I'm so excited. >But, she wants me to write as if I don't exist. >Wait- >Ponies packed themselves into the court room today for the highly anticipated and controversial case of Anonymous vs Ponyville. >Right now everypony is simply waiting for 8:00 AM, when Mayor Mare will take the stand and begin judgment of the case. >Ponyville isn't big enough to have their own dedicated judge pony, so the role was automatically delegated to the town's leader as per Celestia's decree. >A police pony guards the door where Mayor will enter. >At precisely 8AM, The plaintiff stands up straight, as if he heard something. >"All rise for the Honorable Mayor Mare," he says. >The entire courtroom does as it's asked and Mayor mare enters. >She moves to her chair and turns to the full room, and pauses. >"Please be seated," she calls to the room. >All of the ponies sit, as she looks over her town. >It's as if every citizen of Ponyville attended today's trial. >"Now, before we begin, I understand that many of you in presence today may have never attended a court case before. So, I will make this very clear right now, especially with the sensitive nature of this case. There will be no interruptions by the audience. Anypony who does, for any reason, will be immediately escorted out of the building and moved to a holding cell. If anypony in attendance feels that cannot heed this warning, I invite you to leave now." >None of the ponies in the room move, and somepony in the back coughs. 7/40
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>>25216116 >"This will be your only warning. If anypony in attendance interrupts this case, for any reason, they will be held in contempt of court. One last chance." >Two ponies in the back rise from their seats and make their way out of the room, while two standing mares take their vacated seats. >"Very Well. Please bring in the Defendant," the Mayor asks. >The two large doors in the back of the room open, and down the middle aisle walks the tall monkey-like human, Anonymous, and his lawyer Robin Wrong. >Grumbles come from the ponies sitting in their seats as they make their way to the front of the room. >Anonymous, further referred to as Anon, keeps his head forward, and focused on what's in front of him. >He wears a stern expression and there doesn't seem to be any sort of guilt or nervousness on his face. >Moving past the swinging gate into the actual court-area, Anon stands directly in front of Mayor Mare as she shuffles through some papers. >A quiet moment passes as Mayor reads a sheet of paper in front of her. >"Forgive me, it's been such a long time that we've done of these that I'm rusty on the process," Mayor Mare says while looking at the human. >Anon squints his eyes, but says nothing. >Mayor Mare clears her throat and sits up straight. >"Will the defendant state their name?" "Anonymous, the Human, of Earth."
>"Anonymous, you have broken the rules of the land and have been summoned here to be tried of the following crimes: Two counts Rape of a minor, Assault and Battery of a young filly, Two counts of Foal Neglect and Abuse. How do you plead to these crimes?" >Without any hesitation, Anon replies. "Not guilty."
>"By declaring not guilty, you understand that you will be tried for your crimes by the Town Prosecutor and may be subject to the maximum penalty for those crimes." "Yes, your honor."
>Mayor Mare looks at Anonymous carefully, a look of suspicion in her face. >"You understand that we wish to hold this trial immediately." 8/40
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>>25216124 "Yes, your honor," Anon replies.
>"Then, it is what it is," she says setting her paper aside, a hint of disappointment in her tone. "Bring in the Prosecution." >From the back of the room, a tall, teal-green unicorn with a long black mane and dark horn-rimmed glasses trots into the court room, levitating a stack of papers along with her. >Mayor Mare continues to read her papers as the mare sits down at a table on the opposite side of the room as the defendant's. >The mayor looks up at the Prosecution. >"This is really long. I'm just going to sum it up, Ms. Turney, if you don't mind," Mayor asks. >"That's fine," she replies. >"Anna, do you feel prepared for today? Do we need to push this off any longer?" >"No, your Honor," Ms. Turney replies. "We feel we have everything we need to prove the Defendant of his crimes beyond a reasonable doubt." >"Has all of your evidence been submitted?" >"Yes, your Honor." >"Mr. Wrong, do you have all of your evidence submitted?" >"Yes, your honor," he replies. >"Anonymous, you may be seated. Please allow the jury to enter." >As the human takes a seat beside Mr. Wrong, twelve ponies walk side-by-side into the already crowded courtroom. >Each take a seat in a seating area behind m- the transcriber. >Mayor Mare turns to the jury and looks over them. >"The twelve of you have been chosen for this case because you have been considered the most neutral opinioned parties in town regarding the rather infamous nature of these events. I would like to take a moment to explain briefly what will happen. The two sides of the case are going to present what they believe happened as well as try to explain why the other side is incorrect. Given all of the information that will be presented in this case, it will be the task of you twelve to decide, beyond a reasonable doubt, if he is guilty or not guilty. This means, you can have absolutely zero doubt that the defendant did what he did in order to render a guilty verdict. Is that understood." Flutterpriest !!lXi7iPVG93z
>>25216132 >Quiet mutters and gentle nods come from the jury box. >Mayor looks back down at he papers and shuffles a few aside. >"We'll be here all day if we go through every single step. Do any involved mind if we move to opening statements?" >"Not at all," Robin answers. >"No, your honor." >"Very well, Robin, would you please begin?" Mayor Mare asks. >"With pleasure." >The defense rises and moves in front of the jury. >"Ladies and Gentlecolts of the jury. The case that you will be observing today is of the utmost importance to parents everywhere. Almost everypony has the dream of having a little one someday. It's not because it's easy, but it's because it's fulfilling. Bringing life into the world and guiding it is one of the most rewarding experiences that exists. Nopony should be at fault for wanting to partake in this part of the equestrian experience. The only thing that separates this case from the countless others, is the fact that the accused is a human. A rarity in this world. Possibly the only one. Had this been a griffin and a pony, no pony would have batted an eye. Had this been a donkey and a unicorn, nopony would have cared. But, for some reason, we stand here, scrutinizing every action that Anonymous has made. We've made stories. We've made rumors. But how much of it is fact, and how much of it is hearsay? Can you honestly tell me that every rumor you've ever heard is true?" >Robin takes a moment to calm himself and turns away. >"But, here we are. Placing charges on a man that is simply trying to do his best to be a good father, while a whole town has teamed up on him to convince the world that he's terrible. At the end of this trial, you will be asked to decide, beyond a reasonable doubt, if this man committed unspeakable acts against his daughter. Adopted, yes, but no less loved. Which means, if one of you. Any one of you. Have any doubt what-so-ever of Anon's guilt, you cannot name this man guilty." 10/40
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>>25216139 >He turns and inspects them carefully, then returns to his seat. >The prosecution makes a soft grunt, and Mayor mare turns her attention to her. >"Next." >"Thank you, your honor." >Ms. Tourney rises confidently from her seat and moves to the jury. >Anon sits up straight upon observing that Turney is carrying a book in the magic of her horn. >"Ladies and Gentlecolts, I welcome you today to a decision that must not be taken lightly. Things will be discussed in this courtroom that will make those with weak stomachs queasy, and you will be asked to decide if the defendant did or did not do it. However, we are faced with a problem. Even with testimony and all of the witnesses in the world, a few tears and a well-crafted story can strike doubt in even the most open-minded juries. So. How are we able to examine what the real source of the truth is? Thus, I have in my grasp, what we've called Exhibit A. This is the journal of the accused, which has been a written record of his actions since he adopted the victim, Fluttershy. Who he considers his daughter. There are acts described in this journal that has made me lie awake at night and may continue to haunt me, if this... human is allowed to go free. The defense will attempt to prove he is a kind man. A gentle man. However, let the written word be your proof. The decision is yours, but I hope you think carefully before letting a guilty man go free." >Robin rises at the word -guilty-, but Mayor Mare holds a hoof up. >"Ms. Turney, there is no proof presented yet that the accused is guilty." >"Oh, my mistake your honor. Shall I rectify that?" Turney says slyly. >Mayor looks over a few papers in front of her. >"Well, you are allowed to call witnesses first. You may call your first witness." >"Thank you, your honor. I would like to begin by calling the accused's neighbor to the stand, Miss Rosemary Flowers to the stand." >Anon looks to his lawyer, and then back to the door where Mayor Mare entered. 11/40
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>>25216147 >Through the door enters a light blue pegasus mare with a light brown mane that extends down to her back. >He trots carefully to the stand, while the plaintiff holds up a book for her to swear over. >Rosemary holds a hoof over it nervously. >"Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth, so help Celestia?" asks the Mayor. >"I swear," she responds. >The plaintiff moves away and Anna moves towards her witness with a smile. >"Could you please state your name for the court?" she asks. >"Rosemary Flowers." >"Thank you so much, Rosemary. Now, what is it that you do for a living?" >"Well, I help out down at the flower shop. Roseluck, their daughter, has been a handful for the owners lately, so I applied for their part-time position." >"Anything outside that?" >"Other than that? No. I retired a few years ago from the same flower shop and sold it to the current owners." >"I see, thank you for that. Now then, today we've asked you here to discuss your neighbor, Anonymous. Tell us, how did you meet Anonymous for the first time?" >"Well, when he first arrived in Equestria, he was quite a spectacle for the whole town. At first, we thought he was some sort of beast from the Everfree, but he turned out to be more docile than that. We were all concerned when he talked about consuming meat, but we seemed to chock it up to being more akin to a griffin than a pony." >"Thank you for the history lesson, but I mean, more specifically, you personally." >"Oh, heh. Sorry. Well, the first time I met Anonymous was later on his first day in Equestria. Mayor Mare gave him a house to rent out of, which happened to be directly next to my home." >"And how was your first impression of him?" >"Well, he seemed a little shaken. I suppose if I was transported to another world, I would be too. But he didn't seem bad." >"You say, 'seem bad'?" >"Well, yes," Rosemary added, looking a little uncomfortable. >"Did things get worse?" 12/40
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>>25216156 >"Well, not right at first. I noticed he seemed to say quite a large number of swears on a normal basis. He would also accidentally leave his windows open to his bedroom open quite often. I wasn't trying to snoop, but our windows just happen to line up." >"So, you are able to see into his room clearly?" >"Yes, that's right." >"Was there anything in there that you saw?" >Rosemary shifts in her seat and sighs. >"He'd pleasure himself. Quite often. Multiple times a day. At one point, I went to his home and asked him to be more mindful of his own privacy, and it seemed to resolve it for awhile." >"But, did you have the impression of him being a bad person?" >"No, but I did get the impression he was very... uhm. Unsatisfied? I suppose that's the most polite word." >"I see... unsatisfied. A polite word for horny?" >"I-I suppose so. Yes." >"I see. Now then, how does Fluttershy come into the picture?" >"Oh! Well, one day, he comes to me and begins asking me all sorts of questions about the Ponyville Orphanage. I answered all of the questions I could, and next thing I knew, he came home with a little yellow filly following behind him." >"I see. What was your impression of the filly?" >"She was a very quiet and shy little thing, but she was so happy to be around him. I'm sure with great reason, if she was just adopted." >"Surely. What orphan wouldn't want to be adopted?" Ms Turney asks. >"Objection. This line of question is irrelevant, your honor," Robin states. >"Withdrawn, your honor. My mistake," the prosecution states, walking away from the witness. "Tell me then, Rosemary, what happened the few weeks after Fluttershy entered Anon's home?" >"Well, it was quiet at first. The two stayed inside quite a lot, or I simply missed them going in or out. I didn't really take the time to try to spy. It would have felt wrong if I did. But, one day, he comes to me asking if I would watch her for the night while he went on a date. I agreed and babysat her for the night." Flutterpriest !!lXi7iPVG93z
>>25216165 >"Was there anything odd that you noticed that night?" >"Well, not really. Fluttershy was very, well, shy and quiet. But she loved to talk about animals. She could have spent the whole evening talking about animals if I allowed her to. She told me about Anon going on a date with Miss Cheerilee and I did my best not to pry too deep." >"I see. Did anything else happen that night?" >"I did find a carrot in Fluttershy's room as I began to put her to bed. I noticed it was covered in, well, fluids." >"What sort of fluids, Rosemary. Be specific," Turney drills. >Rosemary looked to her hooves and looked back to the prosecution. >"It made me gag, because it sort of smelled like, uhm, mare juices." >Turny smiled as murmuring filled the courtroom and Mayor Mare slammed her gavel for silence. >"What did you think when you saw this item, Miss Rosemary?" >"Uhm. I didn't know what to think. I suppose, I sort of... thought, maybe he was using the carrot on her to pleasure her." >"OBJECTION, your honor. There is no proof to support her claims," Robin adds. >"Your honor, the witness is merely stating her theory on what she thought was happening, she is not claiming it as fact," says Anna. >"Then it's hearsay, your honor!" >"I'm going to allow this, Mr. Wrong. Please continue," Mayor answers. >"Thank you, your honor. Now then, did you notice anything else about Fluttershy later on?" Turney asks. >"Well, at first, she was the same bright, eager young filly that I saw on day one. But the last few weeks? She's been quiet. Distant. I noticed she had a large bruise on her eye. She used to spend time with her friends a lot, but they stopped coming around. The poor little thing has just seemed sad. I wasn't sure what to do, so I called the police with what I thought." >"What did the police say?" asks Turney. >"That they were already watching Anonymous and Fluttershy based on a few other calls they had, so they added my notes to their file," she adds. 14/40
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>>25216173 >"I see. Now then, I'll get blunt for my last question. Do you think Anon had been performing sexual acts with his daughter?" >Rosemary shifts in her seat and looks over to Anon. >He gives her a stern look and his muscles are tense. >"Uhm. Uhm. I don't know. Yes. I think so. I mean I don't know for sure, but I think so." >"I see. Thank you for your time Miss Flowers." >Turney returns to her table and sits down, wearing an expression of pride and triumph. >Robin looks from her to Mayor Mare. >"Would you care to cross-examine the witness, Mr Wrong?" her honor asks. >"Yes, your honor," he says, rising to his hooves. >He trots to the witness, wearing a wide smile. >"Miss Flowers, I have just a few small questions, so I'm going to do my very best to keep it as brief as possible for you. First, I wanted to go back to the topic of the carrot, if you don't mind." >"Sure." >"Now, did you ever see Anonymous use this carrot on Fluttershy?" >"Well, No." >"Did you ever see Anonymous ever do anything TO Fluttershy?" >"Even though he had serious problems with closing his blinds, and you had a direct view into his bedroom?" >"Yes." >"Not once did you see them perform any sort of act together. >"No. I did not." >"I see. Thank you for clarifying that for me. Now then, I wanted to also touch back on the rest of that evening. What happened after you put Fluttershy to bed?" >"Well, I went back home. I figured I'd check on her in a few hours." >"Did you?" >"Well, no." >"What happened?" >"Well, I woke up a few hours later to a knock on my door. It was Anon, who began screaming at me that his child was missing." >"So, she ran away while under your care." >"Yes." >Rosemary looks to the floor and sighs. >"I made a terrible mistake. I never had any children of my own, and I... I'm still sorry about it. I'm very thankful that Anon forgave me." >"So, you -lost- Anonymous's daughter, and he still found it in his heart to forgive you?" >"Yes." 15/40
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>>25216184 >"And you believe that sort of person would rape his own daughter?" >"Uhm, well. I-I..." >Silence fills the court room. >"Answer the question." >"Objection! Badgering the witness!" calls Miss Turney. >"Withdrawn. No further questions, your honor," he says, walking back to his seat. >Rosemary looks from Anon to the prosecution, then to the judge. >"You're free to go for now, Rosemary. Thank you for your time," Mayor says. >"N-no problem," she says weakly. >Rosemary steps down from the platform and exits the same way she entered. >A few quiet minutes pass through the room as ponies shift in their seats and Anon whispers a few things to Robin. >"Had to be harsh" was about the only few things that was heard from Robin in response. >Miss Turney rose to her hooves and brought her attention back to the judge. >"The prosecution would like to call their next witness." >"You may proceed, Miss Turney," Mayor Mare replies. >"The prosecution would like to call Miss Cheerilee to the stand." >Anonymous's fingers curl around his palms, forming tiny balls and his face grows redder. >Robin places a hoof on Anon's fist. >The purple earth mare enters the courtroom from the same door that Rosemary entered from. >She takes the stand without even a glance at Anon. >After performing the same oath that Rosemary took, Turney moves up to inspect the witness. >"Would you please state your name for the court." >"Miss Cheerilee," she replies. >"Is that your full name?" >"Yes," she replies tersely. >"Thank you, Cheerilee. Now then, what is your profession?" >"I'm the current Ponyville school teacher." >"I'm surprised. You're quite young to be a teacher." >"I did get my teaching license early, and I've only had it for about a year. I moved to Ponyville when I heard the position of school teacher was open." >"I see, so, a somewhat new teacher." 16/40
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>>25216193 >"I'm not sure if I'd say that. Part of earning a teaching license involves doing part-time teaching and substitution for at least a year as well. So I have plenty of experience with children. Plus I came from a family with many brothers and sisters." >"So, you have worked with children a lot then?" Turney asks bluntly. >"Almost all my life," she replies. >"I see, then, how did you come to know the filly, Fluttershy?" >"She was admitted to my class after she was adopted from the human, Anonymous." >"Does the orphanage's children not go to the schoolhouse for classes?" >"No, they get self taught by the mares that run it. I only found that out after I took the school teacher position." >"So, this was the first time you met the filly." >"Yes it was." >"What was your impression of the little one?" >"She was very, very shy, but very bright. She loved to read and knew all the answers, but wouldn't participate in class. I tried calling on her involuntarily a few times, but she would only stutter and hide her head." >"Did this change as she got to know the students?" >"It's funny you mention that. After a conversation with Anonymous, who asked if I could get her more integrated with the students and help her learn to make friends, she became quite friendly with Applejack, the Apple Family's filly." >"The two became friendly then?" >"Yes! Very much. The two were nearly inseparable. It boosted Fluttershy's confidence. Her grades went up. She wasn't being picked on by the other students. She was just... so much happier." >"That's really warming to hear," Turney said. "What happened as time went by?" >"Well, it was peculiar. One of the other fillies of the school joined them, Rarity, and the three began to all plan their first sleepover." >"Sounds normal for children." >"Yes, they would be having it at Fluttershy's home. Anonymous's home." >"What happened after that?" 17/40
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>>25216202 >"Well, after that... the three began to drift apart. Their friendship seemed to hit a bit of a rough tide. Especially after the school field trip. Applejack asked me several times what Manehattan was like, and Rarity wouldn't even interact with them. I had just assumed at first that something happened at the sleepover that hurt their friendship, but after Applejack began to ask about moving away, I began to think it was more than that." >"Wait, are you saying that something at the sleepover caused a change in the fillies?" >"Definitely. Without a doubt. At very least, Fluttershy became quiet. Even more quiet than usual. Her grades began slipping very quickly. Her friends left her completely alone and she didn't want to interact with anypony. I was very worried." >"Well, did you do anything about this?" >"Well... I called the police." >"The police? Isn't that quite a large step?" >"Well, I didn't think so. And I'll explain why. I did a lot of my substitute teaching in some of the rougher parts of Manehattan. And all of these signs were usually cases of foal abuse. And, well. Based on my previous interactions with Anonymous, I had my suspicions." >"Suspicions?" >"Yes. See, whenever I interacted with Anonymous, there seemed to be two... sort of sides to him. Aggressive and defensive, or quiet and aloof. I was here in town when he first arrived you see. I talked to him a little on his first day and then quite a few times after he sent Fluttershy to school." >"How did these give you suspicions?" >"It just reminded me of Manehattan, is all. Plus, I remembered hearing a rumor about some underground things happening at the massage parlor he worked at." >"Objection! Speculation your honor," Robin calls. >"Your honor, this is relevant to Anonymous's character. Showing capability to perform the acts. This can be considered an expert witness," Turney replies. >"Overruled. The prosecution may continue," the judge answers. 18/40
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>>25216210 >"Was there anything else that struck you as odd, Miss Cheerilee?" Turney continues. >"Yes, actually. Before calling the police, I tried to approach Anonymous directly about Fluttershy's recent changes." >"Why did you do this? Couldn't it have been dangerous if he really was abusive?" >"Yes, it could have been dangerous, but I was more worried about Fluttershy, honestly. I didn't want to see her get hurt. When I approached him, he was having his neighbor give Fluttershy a flying lesson." >"Could you point out this neighbor, if they are here today?" >Cheerilee points to Miss Rosemary, who is now standing in the back of the courtroom, watching. >Her eyes grow wide and the crowd mutters in response. >"Then what happened?" Turney asks. >"He pulled me aside and yelled at me." >"I see. Did he threaten you?" >"No. Nothing I couldn't handle." >"I see. Well thank you so much for your time. No further questions, your honor." >Mayor Mare turns her head to Robin and nods her head. >Robin rises to his hooves and looks to Cheerilee, who's expression is serious and stern. >"That's quite a lot to take in, Miss Cheerilee. Quite a lot of deduction based on past professional experience there. It's rare we get quite such a helpful witness for either side of a case." >"I just care about the children," she replies. "I'd do it for anypony." >"I see. Then I'll make my questions quick. You mentioned meeting Anonymous on the first day he arrived in Ponyville." >"That's correct." >"Then, did you interact with him at all after that day and before he enrolled Fluttershy?" >Cheerilee sighs, but her expression remains serious." >"Yes." >"How so?" >"I attended the spa once a week, every week. Most weeks, I even had him as my masseuse. I'm sure the records there would have a more accurate number than I do." >"That's quite a lot. Did you develop feelings for him?" >"Yes. We even dated for a short period of time." >"Well, thank you. You saved me a few questions. When was this?" 19/40
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>>25216219 >"I think... Fluttershy's second week of school? Around that time." >"Well, isn't that sweet. So, what tore the two of you apart?" >"He decided he couldn't be a good father and a good boyfriend at the same time. So he called it off." >"I see... that must have hurt." >"It did," he answered, her voice wavering. >"Did you keep going to the massage parlor?" he asked. >"Yes. I did. It was a mistake. I made the mistake of trying to keep it all together. He quit his job because I wouldn't leave him alone. I got the picture. I felt guilty. Extremely guilty. So I decided I wouldn't interact with him anymore. I was going to keep my distance and just do my job as a teacher. I had to keep my personal life and professional life separate." >"I see. Now, I have one last question. Were you able to keep those lives separate?" >Silence in the courtroom. >"What do you mean?" she asks. >"Well, it's quite simple. You're mad at Anon. Feel the need for revenge, so you make things harder at school for Fluttershy. You -did- mention that their friendships began falling apart right around the time you held a class field trip to Manehattan." >Cheerilee stares at the stallion intently, her brow furrowing. >"Then," he continues. "With no friends to protect her, perhaps some bullies begin to pick on Fluttershy while you aren't looking. Or, maybe you are looking, but you look the other way." >"Are you accusing me of taking revenge at Anon, through Fluttershy?" Cheerilee asks. >"Your honor, Objections up the wall," Turney interjects. >"Wrong, you better have a darn good reason, or else I'm going to have to ask all of this be struck from the record. Do you have any proof to back this claim up?" The Mayor asks. 20/40
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>>25216233 >"Why, yes, your honor. If it would please the court to cross examine the evidence taken from Anonymous's house, the bat and examine the forensics taken to Fluttershy's eye. If you compare them, you'll notice the bat is much, much larger in diameter than the bruising on Fluttershy's face. It's much more akin to the size of, say a hoof?" Robin asks. >"Objection. The size of the bruising on Fluttershy's face also matches the size of Anonymous's closed hand. This line of question is going nowhere," Turney replies. >"Sustained. Do you have any other questions to the witness, Robin?" >The defense looks at the Judge in shock, then back to Anonymous, and then back to Cheerilee. >"I would never, ever take revenge at a child's parent, by hurting their child. That stands against every single principle I have as an educator," Cheerilee says. >Robin opens his mouth, then closes it and turns away. >"No further questions," he says with a sigh. >He sits down besides Anon, and looks to him with a weak expression. >"I'm sorry," he says quietly. >The sound of papers shift through the room as Mayor Mare looks to Anna Turney. >"Would you like a moment for recess, or would you like to call your final witness," Mayor Mare asks. >"I'm not getting any younger," she replies. "I'd like to get this done as soon as possible." >"Fair enough," Mayor Mare says. "I'd like to remind the court to remain silent during this testimony. I will have order in this room at all times." >Anon looks to Robin, shaking his head lightly. >"I'd like to call the filly, Fluttershy to the stand," the prosecution calls. >Escorted by a large guard, a small yellow filly enters the courtroom. >Her head is down and she takes the stand. >Anon's face becomes pale white and the crowd whispers to themselves. >Anna's entire demeanor changes, and the doors in the back of the room open, showing Cheerilee into the courtroom. >She walks up to the podium after Mayor Mare receives a weak nod from Fluttershy to the oath. Flutterpriest !!lXi7iPVG93z
>>25216240 >"Here, dear. I have a little microphone you can speak into instead of having to talk loud for everyone," Anna says, levitating a microphone in front of the filly."\ >"Uhm, thank you," she says, her voice being picked up in the speakers. >"Thank you so much for talking to me and the other grown ups today. It's very, very brave." >Fluttershy remains quiet and looks over to Anon. >Upon seeing her dad, she sits up a little straighter and smiles. >"T-thank you," Fluttershy replies. >"First, the Prosecution would like to draw attention to the brusing on the filly's eye, which still has not fully healed. She still has trouble keeping the eye fully open." >The legalmare clears her throat. >"Now then. I have a few questions for you about your Daddy, okay?" >"Okay." >"Tell me, how did you meet him?" >"He adopted me from the orphanage. He said he liked me very, very much." >Whispers and murmurs erupt from the back as Mayor Mare slams her gavel. >"I see. Now, did your Daddy ever get mad at you?" >Fluttershy got very quiet and looked down. >"Daddy grounded me once, for playing with the animals. He was very, very mad. He raised his voice and... and... I was so scared." >She becomes silent as Anon places his head in his hands and sighs. >"I'm sorry Fluttershy, I didn't mean to make you remember something so bad. I'll ask about something else. Can you tell me about your class field trip to Manehattan?" >"O-oh. It was a lot of fun. We went to the zoo! There was lot of animals there! Like Rhinos, and Toucans, and Penguins, and Tigers." >Tourney looked away and smiled to the jury. >"Looks like we have a budding Veterinarian right here." >Those in the attendance began to smile. >"I-is that bad?" Fluttershy asked. >"Not at all, dear. I was just interested if anything bad happened on the trip." >"Oh, uhm. No. I don't think so," she says. 22/40
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>>25216246 >"I see. Well, thank you, Fluttershy. I only have two more questions. Now, they are going to be very, very hard. So I'm going to need you to be a big girl and be brave for me, okay?" >"Okay," she answers. >"I have a little pegasus pony doll here," Turney says, levitating a small doll off her desk. "Now then, I want you to point, move or tell me any part of this doll that your Daddy could have touched you that you didn't like, or made you feel funny." >The entire courtroom went silent and stared at the small doll in the air. >Fluttershy took the doll and looked down at it. >She looked to her Dad, who was watching her. >She looked back to Turney. >"I don't want Daddy to get in trouble." >"This won't get Daddy in trouble my dear," she says. "We just need to know." >The filly looks back to Anonymous. >The human sighs, and nods to her. >Fluttershy turns the doll, and moves the wings. >The entire courtroom breaks into shouts of anger. >Stallions jump out of their seats and try to leap for Anonymous. >Robin pulls Anon out of their grasp and somepony in the back faints. >The guards in the room all convene on the rabid crowd and begin to escort ponies out of the room that began to pull punches. ---
>After 10 minutes, the room becomes calm again. >Fluttershy is still quietly shaking and keeps repeating "Sorry" over and over again. >"Thank you so much, dear," Turney said, re-approaching her witness. "You've done a very good job, but I need you to answer one last question." >Fluttershy remains quiet and keep looking to her Father. >"Objection your honor. The witness is in no shape for further questioning," Robin interjects. >"This is the most important testimony of the entire case, overruled," Mayor Mare says. "Turney, keep it to one question." >"Yes, your honor." >Anna paces the room, thinking carefully then stops directly in front of the bench. >"Alright dear, one last question," she says. "What were the carrots for?" 23/40
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>>25216257 >Fluttershy shivers, and then lets out a tiny squeak. >Another still, uncomfortable silence fills the room. >"I promise dear, this is my last question, and then I'm all done. What were the carrots for?" >The filly takes a deep breath then moves closer to the microphone. >"F-for making me feel good." >Somepony from the back rises to their hooves. >A rock across the room and it collides with Anonymous's head. >Anger and yelling breaks out as the the rock hits the floor, a trickle of blood on it. >Guards enter again and calm the crowd, escorting out the stallion who through the stone. ---
>10 more minutes later, the case resumes. >The filly has stopped crying, but hasn't stopped trembling. >Her ears are down and her hair completely covers her face. >The judge looks to Robin with a glare. >"I have three questions, your honor. That's it," he says. >"I trust that you will use your questions wisely, Robin," Mayor says. "If a riot starts in this courtroom, I will not be afraid to take further action." >"I will." >Robin rises to his feet, and approaches Fluttershy. >"Hi there, Fluttershy. My name's Robin. I'm here for your Daddy, and I'm trying to make sure he doesn't get in trouble or hurt. Okay?" >She nods with a sniffle. >"Now, I have three questions, and then you can leave, okay?" >Fluttershy continues to tremble. >"Do you love your Daddy?" he asks. >She sits up straighter and the trembling weakens. >"Y-yes. Very much. Very, very much." >She smiles and her ears begin to become more relaxed. >"He's the best Daddy in the whole world," she says. >"Has your Daddy ever hurt you?" he asks. >"No! Never. I've never seen him hurt anything. Not even flies. Except, there was once he killed a spider. But, I got mad, so we don't kill spiders anymore." >Anon chuckles and smiles, wiping a tear from his face. >"Yep," he says under his breath. >"Do you want to keep living with your Daddy?" Robin asks. 24/40
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>>25216263 >"Mhm! Very much," she says with a smile. "It's been lonely back at the orphanage. I like sleepovers, but I want to go home now." >Robin smiles and steps away. >"There we go. I'm happy to see that you're feeling better now, Fluttershy. No more questions." >The stallion returns to his table and sits down with a smile on his face as Fluttershy descends the stairs and waives at Anonymous on the way out. >"Bye, Daddy." >"Bye, Sweetheart," Anonymous chokes back, waiving. >Once the filly leaves. The prosecution stands. >"I have no further witnesses to call your honor," she says. >"Alright then," Mayor Mare says. "If it pleases the Defense, I believe should break for lunch." >"Your honor, with all due respect, we would like to call our first witness." >Mayor Mare groans. >"Fine, Fine. One witness." >"Thank you," Robin says, rising to his hooves. "The defense would like to call Granny Smith of the Apple Family to the stand." >Silence fills the courtroom. >A guard comes out of the door where all of the witnesses have walked out of so far and approaches Mayor Mare. >He mutters to her a few sentences and she nods. >"She will not be able to testify due to a family obligation," says Mayor Mare. >"WHAT?!" Robin yells. >The audience erupts into mutterings and chatter as the Mayor calls for order. >"She is not able to be called at this time, and this needs resolution today. You may either postpone for another day or continue with your... short, witness list." >Robin sits down, rubbing his head. >Anon rises from his seat, catching the judge's attention. "Excuse me your honor, why is she unavailable?"
>The Mayor smiles. >"She's picking up her grand daughter from the Manehattan train. Says Applejack was feeling homesick and wanted to come home." "I see, thank you," Anon says, and retakes his seat.
>"May the defense call for a recess with this recent development?" Robin asks. >"I'll grant the motion. I need to stretch my hooves anyway. We will call for a 30 minute recess." Flutterpriest !!lXi7iPVG93z
>>25216277 >With the bang of a gavel, the recess begins. ---
>With the bang of her gavel, Mayor Mare calls court back into session. >"Has the defense come to a decision?" >"Yes, your honor. We would like to proceed. The point of the testimony of Granny Smith was to display Anonymous's character." >"I see," she replies. "Then, you may call your next witness." >"We'd like to call our last witness, Anonymous the Human." >The crowd of ponies erupts into chatter and discussion. >Mayor Mare brings down the gavel, but even her shouts are not enough to quiet the ponies in the room. >Guards move into the crowd and begin to ask those in attendance to be quiet and be seated. >"I will evacuate this courtroom if I need to. I will not warn this room one more time." >Anonymous rises to his feet and takes the stand. >Sweat forms on his forehead as one pony from the back yells "Monster!" and is escorted out. >He ascends the stand and sits down. >The plaintiff approaches him with the book, and he swears his oath. >Robin approaches Anon with a serious look, and takes a deep breath. >"Please state your name for the record," he says. "Anonymous."
>He pauses. "Uh. The Human. I guess."
>"Thank you," Robin says. "Now then. I'm going to ask you about specific events and specific times, so, I'd like you to do your best to fill the gaps in-between, but try to keep it short." "Alright," Anon says.
>"Tell me about your first day in Equestria." "Well, I sorta just appeared. I don't remember much before that point, but when I arrived there were just so many ponies. I was immediately brought to City Hall where I met the Mayor. I got a house and a job... then... that's pretty much it. I met a lot of ponies."
>"Alright. Summarize the events up until you decided to adopt Fluttershy." 26/40
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>>25216283 "Well, I think that's kinda the point of why I adopted her. There was a whole lot of nothing. I worked. Came home. Read books. Went to bed. Then repeated it. I was a bit of a hermit. So I decided to adopt a filly. I figured I could at least try to make someone's life here a little better while I'm here."
>"So, you adopted a filly to try to make a child's life better." "Yes."
>"Not a a measure for personal fulfillment?" "Well, I won't deny that wasn't a factor. I wanted to feel like I was doing something with my life, but I feel like everyone would want that."
>"True, true. I don't blame you, I just want to make sure everyone here hears the whole truth," Robin says. "Now then, tell me about Cheerilee." "Well, Cheerilee was Fluttershy's teacher. I sorta... developed a bit of a crush on her. But I was nervous. I realized she was one of my patrons at the parlor, and that made it a little awkward. I asked her out on a date, and it went mostly well."
>"I feel like there is a 'but' coming on." "Well, yes. That night, Fluttershy decided it would be a good idea to fake falling asleep to her babysitter, Miss Rosemary, then go play with the animals in the Everfree."
>"Did you go to the Police?" "Yes, they filed a missing filly report, but I ended up finding her myself."
>"I see, that must have been a tough time." "Yes. I had to give my first punishment to Fluttershy, and... I realized I went a bit too overboard. I was still emotional regarding the event, so I raised my voice too high. I apologized profusely the next day. Later on, I allowed her to play with the animals, but it had to be in the yard and during the day."
>"I see. Now, I'm fuzzy on chronology, but tell me about Fluttershy's time at school." 27/41
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>>25216291 "Well, that's a mixed bag. After Fluttershy's 'forest sleepover' I decided to cut things off with Cheerilee. I wanted to focus on being the best dad I could be, and that meant putting her first. She didn't take it very well, but I'll explain that later. I asked her to try and make sure Fluttershy made friends in school, and next thing I knew, she was talking about a filly from the Apple family. I was just happy she made a friend."
>"Now, forgive me for being blunt, but we need to be blunt for a moment. Did you touch her wings before or after she made her friend, Applejack." "Uhm, I believe after. But, that's sounds way worse than it was."
>"Oh? Then inform me." "Well, see, you can check my library records, I've been checking out books on how to be a good parent. How-to parent books, foal development and stuff. If my memory serves me right, we were... at the lake? Something where she got her fur all dirty and she needed to get cleaned up. I had her take a bath, and I helped her get clean."
>Rumbles come from the crowd. "This was something normal in my world," Anon continues, "Adults would help their young get clean, because they can't get every single spot themselves. So, that's what I did. Only after reading my book did I learn that what I did was wrong. Really, really wrong. And I couldn't tell you how guilty I felt. After I read that, I actually tried to give her the talk about the birds and the bees, only to find out they taught her that at the orphanage. I felt silly, but still pretty guilty. I deeply regret what I did, but I didn't think I was doing anything wrong at the time. Parents do things that they regret all the time. I didn't think I'd have to go turn myself in for that."
>"I understand. You're right. All parents make mistakes sometimes. Now then, tell me about this sleepover." 28/41
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>>25216292 "Well, there wasn't much to it. I made food for all of them. They played games. I read a book. I sent them to bed. I went to bed. Made breakfast the next morning for all of them. That's it."
>"Nothing else." "Absolutely nothing else," Anon says firmly.
>"Tell me about a police report you sent a few weeks later. "Well, someone was breaking into my house, night after night, but wouldn't take anything. Then four days ago, my journal was stolen, and it stopped."
>"Somepony was breaking into your house, to steal your Journal?" "That's what I believe."
>"Why?" "Honestly, I have absolutely no idea. It's not like there was anything important in there. Just ramblings about my day to day business. I suppose, right now, that journal is my key alibi though."
>"That's correct, a key alibi that the prosecution never made available to us to review prior to this case, your honor." >Mayor Mare looks to Robin. >"It's a journal, he wrote it himself. He should know it inside and out. I doubt the defense would have needed to review it too thoroughly in order to build a truthful case." >"But, your honor-" >"Please continue questioning, Robin, so prosecution can have their turn," Mayor states. >Robin looks to Anon, thinking carefully. >He paces the room, and Anon looks to Ms. Turney, who levitates the book, while wearing a smile of victory. >"I. Uhm. N-... No further questions," he hesitantly says, and retakes his seat. >Mayor Mare turns her head to Turney, who smiles and rises from her seat. >"Anonymous. It's nice to actually speak to you. I've poured over this Journal for so long, that I almost didn't think it was the same person." >Anon looks at Anna and glares. "I don't know how you want me to answer that."
>"Well, I'm going to make it very, very easy for you to answer these next questions. All you have to tell me is 'Yes' or 'No'. Undestand?" "Yes."
>"Perfect! Off to a fantastic start then. Now, do you recognize this?" she asks, gesturing to the book. "Yes."
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>>25216299 >"Does this look like your journal?" "Yes."
>"Do you believe this is your journal? >Anonymous remains quiet. "I don't know."
>"Well, then let's crack this open. I'll read a section, and you tell me if you wrote this. Sound good?" "Yes."
>"Alright." >She opens the book and begins to pour over the pages. >"Here we go. Day 1: 'I decided to begin keeping a journal now that I've decided to make something of my life here in Equestria. I figured the best thing to do would be to adopt some filly that's less fortunate than I.'" "Yes."
>"Good. How about... Day 5: 'When Shy came out, she looked like she had a great day.I asked her about the arts and crafts project, and she said it wasn't done yet. Other than that, we read the paper together. She's been learning all sorts of words that way. Maybe soon, I'll have her read the good night story.'" "Yes," he said with a smile.
>"Fantastic. How about Day 13: 'I'm a bundle of stress right now, Journal. It's probably pathetic. Sincerely, it's probably is. Thank god you can't judge me. Or, at least I don't think a book can judge me.'" "Yes."
>"So, do you believe this is your journal?" "I believe so, yes."
>"I see. Shall we keep reading then?" "I don't think I have much choice, do I?"
>"Day 8: So, I had Shy take down the sheets with me. The stains seemed pretty much gone." "Yes, but that's out of context. She was having a bed wetting problem."
>"Oh really? Day 22: 'I think I did a really good job massaging and cleaning all of the lake junk out of her wings though. You could say I had a lot of practice.'" "Yes. I did. But once again I-"
>"OH! But that same day you put 'The thought crossed my mind that the pegusai that I work on at the massage parlor usually really enjoy when I work on their wings.'" "Yes."
>"So, tell me, what WAS the under the table dealings you did at the parlor." "OBJECTION! That is not relevant to the trial, your hon-"
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>>25216310 >"Withdrawn. Fine. Let's keep going forward in time. Day 24: 'Fluttershy made a friend today.'" "Yes."
>"You realize that contradicts with your previous statement, saying she was a friend with Applejack before you touched her wings the first time." "Excuse me? The first time?"
>"Oh, sorry, did I say that?" "I made a mistake once."
>"I think you're lying." "What?"
>"Let's keep reading, shall we? This is when it begins to get juicy. Day 24 - "Now that she has a friend, I have two little girls to play with." "Uhh. No."
>"Oh? You didn't write that? But you wrote everything else?" "Yes."
>"How about Day 25: 'Fluttershy ended up waking up and being ready for school half an hour early and waiting eagerly for her Apple friend.'" "Yes, I believe I wrote that."
>"So, just that ONE part of Day 24." "Yes."
>"Day 27: 'I gotta find some way to get her to put out.'" "What?! NO!"
>"Day 28: 'Once I got home, Fluttershy was all excited for the dinner with the Apples, and honestly I was too.'" "Yes," he said, anger rising in their face.
>"Same Day: 'Oh my God, Journal. They felt so good.'" "No."
>"Day 29: 'The book says fillies usually attain sexual maturity at 12 to 15 months of age, but some reach puberty as early as 9 to 10 months and others as late as 18. '" >Anonymous went silent, his breathing heavy and face red. >He looked as if he could attact Turney at any moment, but she stood firm, staring directly at him. "Yes."
>"SO YOU KNEW." "I learned it late. It was a mistake."
>"YES. OR. NO." "NO, I DID NOT KNOW."
>Turney flips through the pages viscously. >"Day 32: 'Fluttershy mentioned at dinner that she'd like to do a sleepover this coming weekend with the girls. I said that wouldn't be a problem at all.' " "Yes."
>"'Can you say Foursome, Journal?'" "I WOULD NEVER, HAVE EVER, TOUCHED FLUTTERSHY OR ANY OTHER FILLY!"
>"WHY CAN'T YOU JUST ADMIT IT?" >"OBJECTION, YOUR HONOR!" Robin screams as the room erupts into anger. 31/42
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>>25216321 >Mayor slams her gavel three times. >"I will have some order in this courtroom!" >Turney and Anonymous stare each other down as she flips towards the back of the book. >"Day 52: 'Fluttershy is depressed and reclusive. She doesn't even want to play with her animal friends. The filly isn't even talking to Angel. We're going to sleep in the same bed tonight.'" "Yes, she was having a rough-"
>"Day 53: 'Shy just left for school. I wish the swelling on her eye went down. Just gotta push through. This will get better.'" "Yes."
>"Day 51: 'I had to hit her to finally get what I wanted. That'll teach her to refuse me." "I WOULD -NEVER- HIT MY DAUGHTER."
>Silence fills the room. >"Well, either you're telling the truth, and this journal is fake. The journal found on the bed of your home. The journal that perfectly matches every witness testimony that was presented today. Or, you're lying to us under oath. Frankly. I don't care. But if You're hurting that young filly, I don't think it's worth letting you see the light of day." >"Your HONOR!" Robin yells. >"I withdraw my statement," Turney states. "I would -never- hurt my daughter."
>Only silence replies to Anonymous. >"I would never hurt Fluttershy." >Ponies in the audience look away from him. "I'd Never..."
>"I'd like to request a recess," calls Mr. Wrong. >Anonymous hangs his head in his hands as he stares at the ground. >He continues to mutter his last words over and over. >Mayor Mare sighs and looks over the court room of ponies who looks as if they may snap at any given moment. >"I'm going to grant that request. We will recess for one half-hour." >Mayor Mare brings down her gavel and Anon immediately rises from his seat. >Robin moves to get in Anon's way, but he tries to push past him. >He gives to the human, what looks like may be a tape recorder, which he snatches from Robin's hoof as he pushes past him. >Anon storms out of the court room, letting the doors swing behind him. ---
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>>25216332 >The time is 1:47 and the recess has ended, as all of the ponies re-enter the room. >Anon and Robin sit politely at their desk, Anon with his hands in his lap, and Robin staring down at his tape recorder. >The Plaintiff asks all ponies to rise as Mayor returns to her chair and instructs everypony to sit down. >Mayor Mare looks to the defendants with an expression of exhaustion. >"The defense has not registered any other witnesses or evidence to present. I believe, since this is the case, we may move to closing statements." >"Your honor, I do have one last piece of evidence," Robin replies, standing up. >"Objection," cries the prosecution. "We were not made aware of this evidence prior to trial, your honor, we have not prepared for-" >Mayor Mare raises a hoof to Ms. Turney and looks back to Robin. >"Mr. Wrong. The last time that you pulled this stunt, the evidence was completely irrelevant and you still lost your case," the Mayor said. >"I realize, your honor." >"Do you remember what I warned you?" she asked. >"If I wasted your time, anymore with irrelevant evidence or publicity stunts, that I would no longer be able to do law in Ponyville." >"Then you do. Good. Then, if I allow you to do this, then you realize the risk." >Wrong sighs and looks down to his tape recorder, then looks back to the judge. >"Yes, your honor." >"Well, I have no idea how this case could be changed in anyway, since all of the evidence fits to the prosecution's case, but I'll let you have your last chance. Go on. Make it quick." >Robin moves to the center of the court room and looks to the jury. 33/42
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>>25216342 >"Ladies and Gentlecolts of the jury. If you've watched me during these proceedings, you'll notice that I've been fiddling with my tape recorder the whole case. I have a bit of a fascination for the recorded medium. It's extremely hard to fake. It's even harder to create in a short period of time. This tape I'm about to play for you, was on record for the first twenty minutes of recess. I asked my client to take it with him as he traveled outside to calm himself during recess. I'm going to play this tape for you, and I would like for the guards to ensure that nopony leaves the courtroom while this is being played." >Robin presses the play button. A full transcript of the recording will be added and amended to audience reactions at a later date. ---
The following is a voice transcript taken from the tape recorder of Robin Wrong on [Day 58] at 01:17 PM.
>The click for the beginning of a new recording is heard. >Robin: "I'd like to request a recess." >Mumbles are heard in the background for a few moments. >Mayor Mare: "I'm going to grant that request, we will recess for one half-hour." >A gavel pounds. >Robin: "Anon, Anon come here." Anonymous: "Leave me alone."
>Robin: "Listen to me, this isn't over." Anonymous: "Listen. I just need a few moments to gather my bearings."
>Silence, except for court muttering. >Robin: "Fine. Just take this with you." >Rustle. Anonymous: "Whatever."
>Rustle and sounds of fabric. >Footsteps, a door creaking, and then more footsteps. >The murmur of the courtroom quiets. >Another creak of a door, and then the chirping of birds. >Anonymous takes a deep breath, but continues walking. Anonymous: "Fuck."
>A few seconds pass. Anonymous: "Goddamnit."
>The rustle of grass. >Anonymous's voice grows much quieter. Anonymous: "God fucking damnit."
>Labored, shallow breaths are heard, followed by deep breaths. >Anonymous sniffs his nose. Anonymous: "You fucked it up this time. You fucked it up something royally."
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>>25216351 >More deep breaths. Anonymous: "Great fucking job me. Great job. I should have KNOWN I would have fucked this up."
>Silence, the sound of grass rustling. Perhaps Anonymous is sitting? >A bird chirps close by. Anonymous: "I've ruined everything. I'll never have her back. I made a few stupid mistakes, and now she's gone. Hell, I'll be lucky if I ever see outside again."
>Silence. Anonymous: "Right when I thought I was beginning to get the hang of it, too. I thought I might actually be cut out to be a Dad, and now look at all this."
>A sigh. Anonymous: "What do I even do?"
>Silence. >A quiet rustle of grass. ---
>The jury and all parties in the court room remain still and silent. >A pin could be dropped in the room, and all could hear it with ease. ---
>???: "Well, if you really want options. I can give you one." >Prolonged Silence. Anonymous: "What do you want."
>???: "To be fair, you're actually great with kids." Anonymous: "What the fuck do you want, Cheerilee."
>Cheerilee: "There's no need to be rude, Anonymous. Especially to the pony who can make all of this go away." ---
>Murmurs fill the courtroom as eyes scan the room and line up on the school teacher, who sits in the front row. ---
>Cheerilee: "Oh please. Don't tell me you haven't added it up yet?" Anonymous: "You stole my diary, and replaced it with a different one."
>Cheerilee: "It's true." Anonymous: "How did you copy my handwriting?"
>Cheerilee: "Helping little ponies practice their handwriting every day makes it easy to mimic other handwriting styles. All I needed was a story that the town would believe." ---
>The entire room remains dead silent. ---
Anonymous: "Then where's the original?"
>Cheerilee: "Somewhere safe. Somewhere I can get it easily. If I turn that in, it sure makes the police look silly now doesn't it? It almost looks as if they planted evidence. Which would render the case invalid." >Silence. Anonymous: "What do you want?"
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>Cheerilee: "On, Anon... please don't tell me you're being serious." >Silence. >Cheerilee sighs. >Cheerilee: "The same thing I wanted from the beginning. The only thing I ever wanted since you moved in. The first time I finally saw the ability to take it was when you adopted that filly. You." >Silence. >Cheerilee: "Can't you see how much I've tried to do for you, Anon? I helped your daughter make friends. I gave her good grades. I made her belong. I boosted her confidence. I did this all for you. Even when you pushed me away I tried to do this for you to show how faithful and loyal I can be. I proved my love for you, Anon." >Silence. >Cheerilee: "Of course, when you pushed me away again, I had to show you just how MUCH I've done for you. I taught the Apple filly about Manehattan and her family's past. She became obsessed with the idea, just like all fillies do at that age. Then, I filled Rarity with ideas of fashion, high society and jewels. I knew that Fluttershy wouldn't share the same enjoyment, but I still took her to a zoo. Just for you, Anon. >Silence. >Cheerilee: "But I already knew what would happen. The inseparable trio got into a fight. The Applejack left and Rarity couldn't bear not being popular. So then you're little filly was all alone again. After calling on her a few times in class when I knew she didn't have the answer, that confidence was gone too. Not enough to be irrepairable, but enough to question herself. Enough for the other students to question her. The last thing to do was to send a fake letter to the Apples saying that Applejack wanted to come back home." >Cheerilee: "Not attack, my love. Remind." >Cheerilee: "I'm going to pretend you didn't say that. For your sake." >Silence. >Cheerilee: "So, don't tell me you aren't curious." >Silence.
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>>25216368 >Cheerilee: "I can make all of this go away, you know. I can make this disappear. You can have your daughter back." >Silence. >Cheerilee: "You have to ask, Anon." >Silence. >Cheerilee: "Well in that case-" Anonymous: "What?"
>Cheerilee: "Ask politely, my love." Anonymous growls under his breath.
Anonymous: "What do I have to do?"
>Silence. >Anonymous: "Hon." >Cheerilee: "See, now was that so hard?" >Silence. >Cheerilee: "I'll make all of this go away, right here and now, if you ask me to marry you in the courtroom, in front of all of Ponyville. Then there will be no backing out. I'll give the evidence. You'll be free. We'll be married and we can live as one happy family. Then, you'll have your daughter back and a loving wife who will always take care of you. Who will always do what's best for you." >Silence. >Cheerilee: "It's just four words, Anon." >Silence. >Cheerilee: "We'll finally be together. Wasn't that what you wanted in the beginning?" >Cheerilee grunts. >Cheerilee: "Well, so be it. I will see you answer as soon as the recess is over. I just hope you choose wisely." >Grass rustles as hoofsteps trot off into the distance. >A nearby bird chirps as a call is sounded for 10 remaining minutes to the recess. Anonymous chokes for air and sniffles.
>A dragging sound is heard on the tape, then a clunk. Anonymous: "Hm?"
>Silence. Anonymous: "Oh god, the tape. Oh god.
Anonymous chuckles.
Anonymous: "Oh my god. Robin. You pushed record. You goddamn genius. I gotta get inside."
>The tape cuts off. ---
>The entire room remains silent, as the previous witness, Cheerilee, looks to be on the brink of tears. >Anonymous sits in his chair, looking straight forward. >The prosecution simply stares at Miss Cheerilee with her mouth agape. >Miss Cheerilee looks around the room, then stands up. >"Plaintiff, would you please place Miss Cheerilee in contempt of court," Mayor Mare says. 37/42
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>>25216377 >The school teacher steps out into the main aisle of the courtroom and looks back to the entrance doors. >She takes a step back, but stops as the official gallops towards her. >Cheerilee looks back at Anon, tears in her eyes, as the plaintiff grabs one of her hooves and pulls her towards the door where Mayor Mare was brought in. >The prosecution looks down at her papers and flips through them, scattering them on her table and placing a hoof to her face. >Once the door closes, marking the exit of Cheerilee and the Plaintiff, Mayor Mare clears her throat. >"Wrong, Turney. Come up please." >The two rise and approach the bench. >A few words are exchanged and a large smile grows on Wrong's face. >With a nod from Mayor Mare, the two return their tables and Robin places a hoof on Anon's shoulder. >Anna Tourney stands and looks to Mayor. >"Your Honor, the town of Ponyville would like to drop all charges on the Defendant. Clearly there has been a tampering of evidence and a large number of misconceptions regarding the character of the accused." >Mayor leans forward in her chair and smiles. >"I believe, what we've seen here today, is a large number of misconceptions added on top of poor circumstance. It's quite natural for anypony to jump to conclusions, especially when children are involved. Many ponies believe that they could raise a child better or differently than another. I believe, this is one of those cases. There's no point in hiding the elephant in the room. This town was distressed that a pony was being raised by a human. They felt is was unnatural. Wrong, even. So, the town... we've, looked for every opportunity to prove that Anonymous was not cut out to be a father. We've seen that the concerns we've witness and observed as a town have been a case of making stories, exaggerated rumors and jumping to conclusions." >Mayor Mare clears her throat as a few ponies in the back lower their heads. 38/42
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>>25216389 >"However, I do know there will be some that will argue that he still has made a mistake regarding touching his daughter's wings," she continues. "Well, I'm not going to say it's unforgivable, but we heard him attest to this with guilt. He was not aware of the cultural differences or the aging processes of ponies. He claimed to have a desire to change his ways. I'm inclined to say that if his -true- journal reflects his words of penance, I will overlook this." >The judge sighs and smiles. >"Believe it or not, I used to be a mother. My young ones have since moved away and are living well in Canterlot. I've done some things to my children that I'm not happy with. Things I've said, punishments I've assigned. But I did it all because I thought, at the time, that it was what was best for them. I didn't make the decisions lightly. I've seen the parents that do. I know how they act. I know how they treat their children and how some of these children will act. Perhaps... I'm being nieve, but I don't see that in the acc-... In Anon. I see a father just as I was as a mother. Caring. Concerned. Simply doing what they think is best for their child. As far as I'm concerned. I will accept the charges being dropped, and in addition, would like to give you the most heartfelt apology that Ponyville can offer." >Mayor Mare raises her gavel and slams it down. >A smile curls on Anonymous's face. >"Case dismissed. Now can somepony PLEASE bring this man his daughter?" she says. >The prosecution begins packing their papers together as Mayor Mare rises, and Anon looks around the courtroom. >His face grows red as he begins to chuckle. >A guard steps out of the courtroom for a few minutes as a few ponies beginning to clap their hooves together. >Anon stands and turns to face all of those in attendance, and there isn't a frowning face in the room. >The guard quickly steps back in, a tiny yellow pegasus with a long pink mane following him. 39/41
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>>25216398 >Anon pushes past his lawyer, who's grinning from ear to ear, and steps into the main aisle. >A smile curls on Fluttershy's face as she gallops to her dad. >The filly leaps into Anon's arms and he holds her tight. >Verdict of the case of Ponyville vs Anonymous the Human - Not Guilty. -----
Day 58 - Evening
>Hi, Journal. >Well, New Journal. >Journal 2.0. >I don't... quite know how to put today into words. >But, I'm laying in bed right now, with my little filly sleeping soundly, cuddling up close to me. >I'm not mad at her. >I'm not mad at anypony. >Except Cheerilee. >But, I hear she probably won't be out until Fluttershy is all grown up. >Maybe around that time, I'll move away and leave this place for Fluttershy to live in. >But, that's a plan for another day. >I'm sitting here, remembering all of the events of the last two months, and simply reminiscing on what I could have done better or worse. >Nothing I could have done would have prepared me for what has happened in these last 58 days. >However, I think it all, sort of, worked out. >The town now sees me differently. >Everypony seems to be a lot more open and kind to us now. >Especially after we left the court room. >I realize that Fluttershy and I aren't really the most... conventional family, but we love each other. >She's my little girl, and I'm her dad. >And speaking of all of that, I remember back to my very first entry in this Journal. >The afternoon after I adopted Fluttershy, I wrote "I can do this." >When I wrote it, I was doing my best to reassure myself that I could be a good father. >I thought that it meant that I wouldn't make any mistakes. >I thought that it meant I would be able to become a natural at all of this, and some magic day would come where being a parent would be easy. >Only now do I see how silly I was to think that. >The fact of the matter is, that I will make mistakes. >Everyone does. 40/41
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>>25216404 >It's how we react to those mistakes and learn from them to become better people is what makes us good or bad. >There isn't going to be a day where being a parent will be easier. >Some decisions might be more simple than others, but being a Dad is always going to be hard work. >I suppose the difference is that, now I fully realize that. >Back then, I thought that if I just pushed through it, it would all get easy. >And, that idea of it getting easier was what pushed me forward. >But, now I really understand. >It's never going to be easy. >One day, everything could be simple, and you're taking trips to the lake to relax, and the next you could be counting bits and trying to survive on old bread. >But, the one thing that will always remain the same is that I'm Fluttershy's father. >So, I know I'll make mistakes. >I know that there will be hard times ahead. >But, I'll take them a day at a time, prepare where I can and deal with it when the day comes. >And, because of that, I don't doubt myself about being good or bad anymore. >Sure, the future is uncertain, but I'm not going to let it eat me alive. >I'm Fluttershy's father. >I love her more than anything else in the world. >I would do anything for her. >And in my book, that's a good parent. >So, thank you, Journal. >Thank you for being there for me when I was at my lowest. >Thanks for helping me learn the lesson I needed to. >Tomorrow is a brand new day. >Quite literally, for you, a new chapter. >And, I can't wait to see what's in store for us. >Take it easy, Journal. >Good Night. 41/41
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http://pastebin.com/gzxyXnkV Feedback please. I wrote this in two days. 16 combined hours of effort. This was the ending I had an idea with from the first post. All the entries and subtext built up to this one court case. What did you guys think?
Also, I think the finale is also easy to read for those who didn't read the other 36k words. Thoughts?
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>>25216424 >Also, I think the finale is also easy to read for those who didn't read the other 36k words. Thoughts? It really was, I had never heard of this story until now but it was still quite good, what with the witnesses talking about Anons past and all of that.
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>>25216424 For one you broke my 4chanx, which itself is an unforgiveable offensebut i love you so it's fine, second of all, the story is great, did not expect Anon to adopt Fluttershy, and all that aside, I wasn't to interested in the begining of the story, due to it being written like a diary for the most part
Although that did change quickly.. still, great story.
I like it/10
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>>25216424 >Implying anyone read that fast >Implying anyone have read all of that >Implying anyone care to feedback You're as optimistic as newfags.
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>>25216424 so my favorite story of yours is over, and wow, you really did have it all thought out, i can see a lot of the little clues laid out throughout the story now
i saw some typos, and there's a couple things i don't like, but they're mostly nitpicks, so i'll abstain from mentioning them. i think most importantly you showed the readers
that even if the whole town is against him Anon will still do his best to be a good father and that's awesome
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>>25216424 Insane priest.
Really good, I was never too invested into adopting Fluttershy, reading a chapter here and there, but this final was great!
And I'm so happy theres a happy end, after reading 12 posts I couldn't have taken a bad one. Good thing you're not slasher.
But the tape recorder thing...feels a bit cliché, not the first time I read about a magically appearing tape in court trial.
That aside there weren't any big things I noticed, just a few little things like:
>Through the door enters a light blue pegasus mare with a light brown mane that extends down to her back. Since the writer is from ponyville she probably knows who that is.
Also a line break between monologues from Mr. Wrong and Ms. Tourney would be nice.
And again, great job!
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>>25057772 That is a horrifying concept. That ponies are just a figment of spikes imagination.
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>>25216424 >Feedback please. Well alrighty then.
So this has been a long time coming, hasn't it? Glad to see that it's finally come to a close, it was a lovely story and I'm a sucker for happy endings.
However, I think you dropped the ball with the introduction of Robin Wrong. Disregarding that he's never been introduced to us before this chapter, his whole existence seemed to be as a get-out-of-jail card. I feel like 'deus ex machina' is an overused phrase, but there's no denying that some form of it was present here.
The moment Robin was introduced and brought out his tape recorder, I thought to myself "That'll win the case". It's all very well having this sort of thing overcome a difficult situation, and I would be lying if I said I didn't feel immense satisfaction when Cheerilee got called out, but this whole finale lost any sort of dramatic tension with the knowledge of the recorder being there. It was obvious what it was intended to do, otherwise it wouldn't have been brought into the story at the last minute, and it saddens me that you decided to go for this route.
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>>25219370 Honestly, given all the evidence both for and against Anon - a masterstroke of misinterpretation, might I add, you should be very proud of yourself for all that subtext playing against him - you could have wrapped this story up in a much more realistic and less 'gimmicky' way. All the evidence to see Anon through the trial was there, as well as all the evidence against him. Had the recorder not been an element, I wouldn't have known what the ending could have been.
The whole finale was let down somewhat because of that one single feature. If Robin and his love of recorders had been introduced in an earlier chapter, and the hidden recording to get Cheerilee had been a crucial plot point of 'protect the recording until the trial then whip it out and shock the world', then it would have had a lot more dramatic tension.
As it stands, this was a solid ending to an endearing story let down by a last-minute maguffin that solved everything with no loose ends whatsoever.
If I was to be hyper-critical, I'd say that the way the recorder magically resolved everything and leading to a perfectly happy ending was almost too optimistic an end to this story. There's still the element of racism that's apparent all throughout the story, yet at the end everyone just seems to shrug and say "eh, we're over that now".
Still, that's just getting too deep into it. I enjoyed the whole story, I enjoyed the ending, and I eagerly await your next tale.
Good work, HoveringPope.
But seriously, there were so many typos in this it's insane. At one point you actually missed out a line of dialogue:>"Did you ever see Anonymous ever do anything TO Fluttershy?" >"Even though he had serious problems with closing his blinds, and you had a direct view into his bedroom?" Anonymous
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What is bump!?
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>>25219381 >>25219370 Nebulus, I love you man and would totally get into a bioware relationship with you, but I refuse to read all this editor-san
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>>25221949 >bioware relationship Sooo... you'd only fuck him right before going on some sort of super dangerous mission that may kill one or both of you?
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>>25223200 Yep. Then dump him and go the Tali route.
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>>25062880 Hey Flutterpriest, I'm a fan of your work on fimfiction. Good stuff.
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Flutterpriest !!lXi7iPVG93z
>>25224611 Oh wow! Thanks for coming out to tell me that. I appreciate it so much.
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>>25225683 Is Brownee still around? How's the butt and Sunset sequel coming along?
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>>25225683 >>25226507 I just realised I quoted a Priest post while I asked that by mistake. Phone is retarded.
But while I got your attention Priest, I finally just finished what you dumped. Great read. Maybe a little off for pretty much what Nebby already said, but I enjoyed it anyway, nothing big to complain about. Keep it up.
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>>25228855 digits confirmed
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>The sound of Little John's bark woke you up like a house alarm. >You slid off the couch and tried to regain your senses. "What's wrong, boy? Is it Fluttershy?" >He barked in reply before grabbing your sweater sleeve with his mouth, growling and pulling. >With his help, you got up. >Just then, you heard some wild pounding on the door. Then silence. >You looked for a makeshift weapon. A chair from the kitchen would have to do. >But the silence was broken by (who would be later known as) Big Mac jumping through the door, crashing it off it's hinges. >"EE-NOPE!" >He scrambled around the entrance and in a blur, set the door back and nailed it shut with plenty of boards from who knows where. >Then you realize that you could look down and see the basement. >This will not do. >An accusatory point from your finger only got a "ee-nope" as a reply. >He used the peep hole from your door to check for something. >You were about to show him the door when another strange figure crashed in through the side window of the living room. >"HMM-HMMM" >A strange grey mare shook off the shards of glass before scanning past you and focusing right on Big Mac. >She reminded you of the day when Fluttershy first came in. >That was the day you installed triple thick windows. Stood the test of time just until now. >Goes to show you how retard earth pony strength can open new windows in life. >And just to surprise you even more, Little John scrambled around the sofa and lunged straight for her, finally making use of his guard dog training. >This grey mare, (later known as Marble Pie), reminds you so much of Fluttershy, but you couldn't quite put your finger on it.
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>>25230659 >She's so scared of Little John actually doing his job, she leaps back from where she came with a "Nm-hmm." >"Ee-yup." Big Mac came down to the living room, stripping the boards and nailing them back to the entrance floor. >Or at least he would, if Fluttershy didn't fly from the same window. "Give me a big hug, Anon," she said, eyes focused, lips puckered for a kiss.
>Big Mac took action, leaping right in the way and holding one of the boards like a bat. >A whack and a whoosh later, and all that came of the event was a few more glass shards on your living room. >He walked back to the entrance, fixing the mess that was made. >You stood there for a second, trying to process everything. "So you're Winona's owner's big brother."
>He nodded, "Name's Big Mac." "Is this going to be a thing now?"
>"Ee-yup." >Fucking Marble Pie and Fluttershy. Anonymous
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>>25233017 That princess can eat my c
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>>25230680 We need more Marble Pie, and we need more Dog companions.
Man's best friend is sorely underrepresented in Equestria.
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I'd give Fluttershy's rump a H ump.
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>Day murder in Equestria >The only reason you call each day by name is because you've been here too long. >Seriously, you kept track to about... 480 or so. >Well, are you wondering why this day is named "murder?" >Turns out every pony REALLY wants to take your virginity. >Even if one even takes you on a date, it's serious party time. >And now for today. >You pretty much do you're SSS routine and finish it up with a few more dabs of paper for the day. >Waiting for the knocking, you grab your laptop and start writing early tonight. >... >Fluttershy is going pretty early. >... >Knock... Knock... >You fiddle with all 7 locks on your door and open it halfway. >It's not Fluttershy. >It's all the fucking mares in ponyville. >...
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>>25235759 Okay, 5 lines.
>You close the door as fast as you can. >Running down the stairs you slip and slide down your Pinkie Pie issued "Water Glider" >You grab the dusty machine just in case you're in this situation. "Fuck it, let's make some noise!"
>An ear-peircing sound was made from the machine, too bad your ears are too shit to hear it. >All the ponies start falling to the floor or flying away. >In a minute they are passed out. "Welp, time to start shovelin'"
Continue?
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>>25235814 If I get enough support on this i'll finish it (It's about 1/5 done)
So, whatever. Someone else is free to take the idea, I really don't fucking care. c:
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>>25236058 This isn't an idea, combined it's half a post worth of "lolrandom".
You need to write more if you want people to actually have an opinion on it.
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>Ever sense you were a little boy, Fluttershy would always try to molest and rape you as much as she could. >It's crazy that she sexually matured 6 SECONDS after birth. >That's what made you keep your virginity, even now. >Oh, Anon has fucked a lot of times, virginity actually stands for: >Violent >Intimidation >Recommended >Gratified >Internal >Never- >Identified >Tested >Y... Y stands for... >"You know covering up that you're scared of ponies is better than embarrassing yourself." >She grabs her hoof and places it on your chest. >"Is insults your fetish, Anon?" >"I knew it! You're playing along!" >You silently drag her outside your door. >Fluttershy squees in delight. >Fucking Fluttershy.
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hey, it's anonxlotus, anyone remember me? I don't blame you, it's been awhile, but the story is done, that's cool, right? so it got a bit longer than I thought it would, and it's 43 posts long, but it's the end that being said, there's not enough room to post it here, do you guys want me to just dump it anyway and crosspost from the next thread? should I just wait and maybe try and write something else or update the pastebin while that's goin' on? thoughts? if no one replies i'll just pick one myself tomorrow https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IbGi_eMYcbQ Nebulus !!2TWW04Vlsi2
>>25237831 Of course we remember you. You'll want to post it in the next thread, we're at 482 posts right now. Though on that note, someone will have to make the thread, I won't be able to. >Implying anyone would ignore you. Anonymous
>>25237831 Just wait till next thread, it's more convenient to read if it's all in one thread and it'll help give the fresh thread some starting life.
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>>25237845 >>25237863 k, maybe i'll get some fun one shots done in the meantime
yeah right, more like 'coming 2016 to a FR theater near you' Anonymous
>>25226507 Yeah im still around, yeah the butt still hurts for reasons that are kinda related and not related at the same time, and yeah the Sunset sequel is still happening, it's just I'd been getting all up in Starcraft 2 again because of the new expansion. Decided to replay through them and such.
Aaaand ya know, motivation to re-write a story I lost weighed against motivation to play a game I'm heavily looking forward to... myeah.
Although I got nothing happening tomorrow, I'll see if I can finish that story by then. I mean it's not that I don't not want to do it, it's just difficulty trying to remember how I did it. Somehow re-writing bits and pieces sounds a lot stupider than they were previously.
>>25237845 >Though on that note, someone will have to make the thread, I won't be able to. If 15 posts happen within the next 4 hours, I got it! Imma go watch grown men grab each other in their undies in the meantime.
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Welp, might as well help carry the thread to its grave.bump
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Looks like there'll be no new thread making for me. G'night everybody!
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>>25238301 You get 2k16 anon??
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Oh wow.
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>>25241321 fucking combo breaker
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>>25241331 Yeah I did that shit. Fight me. Anonymous
>>25241351 No thanks, I'm done kicking butts for the day
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>>25241380 You asked for that, Neb. You literally asked Anon to fite chu
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>>25241380 Don't worry bro, I've got some free time, I will fuck you up good.
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Alright, that's the thread effectively shitposted to death. Good job, team.FOR GOD'S SAKE DON'T LET THIS ONE DIE.
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>>25241467 >>25241467 There we are. Go wild.
But not too wild.
