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Welcome to the Thread! Kinderquestria/Anon in pone prison focuses on the world and adventures of naive child like ponies and the misadventures and shenanigans of Anon that results in him going to prison! To get a good handle on how things are done around here I implore you to check out our new and improved one stop shop of kinder greens and prompts here >> https://ponepaste.org/7630

>>42302819
fpbp

>>42302819
>>42302882
>samefagging
thanks for the delicious (you)s though

>>42302815 (OP)
STOP HARRASING THE MARE LIKE THAT YOU MONSTER!!!

>>42303364
if pony keeps dying she's gonna get the spray again

>>42303299
Give Muffinkarp a Muffinstone and she evolves into Gyaraderp

>>42303548
>Dying
You need to get arresred for the murder of the purest things in this universe you scum!

>>42302815 (OP)
Wanted to try my hand at a Kinderquestria short green. Hope yall enjoy.

>Anon, the local human, is walking through town square on his way to Twilight Sparkle's Treebrary.
>They had come to the agreement that they would meet up once a week since his arrival a month ago.
>All is well until he hears something interesting.
>An argument between two ponies.
>Curiosity peaked, Anon redirects his aim to listen in, and perhaps try to help if possible.
>Roseluck raises her voice. "...Admit it, Berry, you took my balloon!"
>Berry Punch visibly recoils. "No, I didn't! I saw it float away!"
>Roseluck narrows her eyes. "Liar liar tail on fire! I saw how jealous you were! It was clear as day when I walked away from Hot Air's balloon stand and you didn't!"
>Berry Punch stomps a hoof. "It wasn't fair! I got there before you did!"
>Roseluck perks up. "Ha! So you admit it!"
>Berry Punch freezes.
>Roseluck smirks with victory as her nose points higher and higher with pride. She sticks out her tongue to solidify her point.
>Berry stammers.
>Her face blushes with embarrassment and anger. "Y-you- You stupid head!"
>Roseluck gasps loudly.
>She's stunned.
>She stands there as if she just witnessed her house exploding.
>Her legs begin trembling. "I- You- Wha-"
>Berry Punch takes a step forward aggressively. Her face now warped into a grin. "Ha-ha! Dummy! Fart smeller! Flank scratcher!"
>Each insult punctuated with a step closer, earning a tiny flinch from Roseluck with each one.
>Roseluck begins to tear up with overwhelming emotion.
>She snaps.
>"I'M TELLING MAYOR MARE!" She screams as she gallops away.
>Berry Punch's smug grin vanishes immediately.
>Her ears pin back as her tail sags. Her mouth hangs open in horror.
>Her body trembles, muscles binding like a spring waiting for the trigger from her brain.
>She begins galloping after Roseluck.
>"WAIT WAIT WAIT DON'T TELL DON'T TELL I'LL GIVE IT BACK!"
>Roseluck yells behind her as she continues galloping away, eyes full of tears. "I DON'T WANT IT ANYMORE!"
>Ponies watch through windows and from behind market stalls. Their faces all some mix of horror and heartbreak.
>Anon stands there in the middle of the street, expression blank.
"Good Lord." Anon mumbles to himself. "Yall really do have the emotional fortitude of a wet paper bag."
>A nearby stallion gives him a stern look. "That’s very insensitive, sir. Roseluck is hurting."
>Anon looks around at the rest of the market square. Nopony says anything, but the sheer weight of their disappointed stares begins to press down on him like a dozen velvet pillows.
He sighs and rubs his temples. "Alright, alright, jeez."
>Anon mumbles to himself as he continues walking down the road.

>>42303948
so bad

>>42303948
I like this please continue

>>42304208
Loira you lil shed, you toucha my spaghet

>>42302815 (OP)
Shame it died

>>42304827
yeh but it happens

pre bed cookie

>SCP-065 Mother Nature
>Containment Class: Safe
>Destructive Potential: Entity-dependent; zero to lots
>Disruptive Potential: Entity-dependent; zero to potentially societal collapse

>Special Containment Protocols:
>As SCP-065 is incapable of directed action, containment and rehabilitation of malicious sub-entities is sufficient to prevent physical harm.
>SCP-065 is tentatively classed as an infohazard due to potential damage to harmony if left utterly unchecked; agents working with SCP-064s are to be briefed on a need-to-know basis.
>Your clearance level is: ONE. You're barely qualified to read this entry, so just keep it secret.

>Description:
>SCP-065 refers to SCP-064 (and assumedly all other entities from their plane of origin) and their self-professed relationship to an ancient demon known to ponykind as Nature(1).
>1. The prevailing theory among academics is that SCP-064's ancestry involved dating a Greater Demon of Everfree, making his species kind of like those hot half-Nightmare ponies you can be in O&O

>Initial Containment Incident:
>MTF Hoopdy Loopers requisitioned SCP-064-A to assist with a routine sweep of the Everfree Forest
>The team encountered a big dog under attack by a manticore; commander followed protocol and ordered an Ostrich Maneuver
>4 of the 5 enlisted agents obeyed, withdrawing into their armor and chanting the litany of ignoring reality(2)
>The fifth agent, PFC Bubble Bath, was unable to comply as SCP-064-A had already removed her from the group and enacted a plan to save the distressed animal.
>The unauthorized maneuver was successful to the point of necessitating an oopsie team with a Big-class forever box for the manticore
>The dog was moderately injured and taken to an abandoned cottage for treatment. He has been classified as SCP-064-D(3) and has already proven useful as a compliance incentive for SCP-064-A.

>2. "LA LA LA LA CAN'T HEAR YOU"
>3. Sightings of other large canines have given cause for Declaration of Unique Problemness; potential classification under SCP-509 pending

(Christ the board is fast right now)

>>42305408
>SCP-064-A developed a bandage across his nose in the manticore altercation
>SCP-064-D sustained multiple severe ouchies including cross-hatch marks on 20% of its body
>Despite the life-threatening damage, both entities remained able to walk unassisted. Reclassification to keter was denied on the grounds of not making them mad.

>Transcript:
BB: "Well, guess I'm AWOL now. It was fun having a job for a week."

064: "What?"

BB: "I mean I disobeyed a direct order, violated a level zero containment protocol- that's the big one, really, you know the Everfree HATES ponies messing with it?"

064: "I don't get you guys- you cry over spilled milk (LITERALLY) but your armed goons won't save an actual fucking dog from a-

>Bubble Bath audibly winces at the class seven swear

BB: "The Everfree has really dumb and mean rules- it doesn't let ponies interfere, and- oh there's a town here, we really can't go there right now, that would be a Big Containment Breach. There's an old cottage by the brook, we use it as a hideout sometimes so it should be fine. I mean it's not like I can be fired twice."

064: "Look, tell your commander I made you do it. You don't even have to make anything up, just tell them I-"

BB: "I couldn't do that! They'll cut your puddings down to four a day! Besides, it was my idea to bring you and I was the one holding your leash."

064: "And you weigh like nothing to me, I don't know what you thought that leash was going to do. Wait, I think this is the place?"

BB: "It's locked? Why is it locked!? If it's locked it won't look like a spooky abandoned house!"

>>42305477
>(knocking of hoofynails on rickety old door)

BB: "SCP- I mean ROYAL- no PONICE uhhh JUST OPEN THE DOOR"

>The door opens slightly; a teenaged pegasus peeks out

FS: "EEP! H-hello?"

BB, whispering: "We gotta act cool, don't let the civvie know what's up-"
"Yeah, we're just three travelers, we heard this place was-"

FS: "Um, I'm not really running a business- in fact I don't really own this house- sorry, please don't tell on me, I just fell out of Cloudsdale and I'm scared of heights and nopony was using this and- OH DEAR"

>SCP-064-D forces entry to the cottage, consuming an entire shelf of cheese crackers. The scratch marks fade amid the distinct sound of recovering HP.

FS: "What happened? Did he pick a fight with a longhaired cat?"

BB: "Uhhhhh we just found him like-"

FS: "Oh, you don't have to worry, I can just ask him-"

>Approximately five minutes pass, punctuated with barking and "uh huh" from FS

FS: "Oookay so we're all doomed because you decided to break the rules in the most terrifying and unpony place in Equestria. I'll go upstairs and cry now, if that's ok?"

064: "What is she on about?"

BB: "There's places where everything- weather, animal feedings, even... oopsies... happen all on their own."

064: "You mean like natural."

BB: "Yeah, exactly, that's impossible so there must be some big thing directing it- like Nature. Since Nature obviously wanted the dog boxed, and you stopped that, now I guess we wait here for the great and terrible reprisal. Want a muffin?"

064: "That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard."

BB: "Yeah, we doomed all of ponykind to save one animal."

064: "No, I mean we're part of nature too. Stands to reason if we want to save the animal, then nature wants it saved."

>Following this revelation, Bubble Bath's eyes turned in opposite directions and have yet to realign; if the condition cannot be repaired, she is to be honorably discharged with an amnestic tea party.
>Fluttershy has been marked as a pony of interest by royal command; given her shyness, it is unlikely that she will pose an information security risk, not that we'd be allowed to do anything about it.

pre bed

>>42305480
KEK based green you can say derpy's mind has been blown

>>42305992
>Kinderponies think Anon is suicidal when they hear him mention wanting a blowjob

>>42306263
kek

Peetzer

>>42303722
stealth kid wizard post

>>42303948
please continue we always love new kinder greens
>>42303957
objectively false

>>42307893
soul post moar

>>42307893
>Wake up after playing house
>Sudden urge to do taxes
>Panic.mp4
>Get the box of tests
>Struggle with the stupid wrapper
>Finally get the blindbag open
>Hear the hiss of collapsing quantum waveform
>It's a baby pony
"Anon, I'm pregnant-"
>"Hi pregnant, I'm-"
>He slaps his hand over his mouth
"SEE!?"

>>42307968
KEK

>>42309114
Marble is activate

>>42303948
>>42304062
>>42307740

>Twilight looks up from her notes, ears rotating towards the sound of the front door being opened.
>"Oh! Good morning, Anon! You're just in time. I just finished preparing today's lesson on Equestrian fauna."
>Anon walks across the living room and lets himself fall on the couch, letting out a sigh.
>Twilight furrows her brow. "Something wrong, Anon?"
>Anon straightens up and looks at Twilight with slightly narrowed eyes.
"Twilight? What the hell is wrong the ponies in this town?"
>Twilight stammers back in her arm chair, blinking a few times from shock.
>"...What?"
"I just watched Roseluck cry because Berry Punch called her a 'stupid head'."
>Twilight gasps, hooves racing upwards to her mouth. "That's terrible!"
Anon narrows his eyes further. "No, Twilight. That's Tuesday."
>Twilight blinks.
"Stupid head? Fart smeller? Crying over a lost balloon?" Anon raises his arms. "Come on, Twilight, this is the kind of stuff you hear on the playground behind a schoolhouse, not from grown mature adults."
>Twilight's ears slowly droop downward, matching her softening expression.
>She closes her eyes and breathes in. She breathes out, opening her eyes again.
>"Anon. I understand that you come from a different world with a different culture, and I respect that, but things here in Equestria work differently. Ponies thrive on connection, and having anything that threatens a relationship is /very/ stressful."
Anon's face softens, sighing through his nose. "Alright."
>Twilight's ears slowly raise again. "Thank you, Anon." She reaches out and places a hoof on his hand. "I know it must be strange for you, but I also know that you'll adapt."
Anon rolls his eyes. "Yeah. A thousand years from now."
Twilight smiles. "Regardless. Please don't swear. I don't like hearing 'H-E-Double-Hockey-sticks'."
Anon opens and closes his mouth. "'H-E-Double-Hockey-sticks'?"
>Twilight nods earnestly, her face completely serious. "Yes. I'd prefer if you didnt say... /that word/. It's very harsh."
>Anon sits up, leaning in slightly.
"Twilight. I watched you disintegrate that manticore's kneecaps with a single thought."
>"That was self defense, and you were in danger."
"...But 'hell' is where you draw the line?"
>Twilight tilts her head. "I'm not saying I don't have standards, Anon. I'm saying that there is never a situation where saying hurtful things is required."
Anon pinches the bridge of his nose. "Fine. Forget it. Let's just get to the fauna already."
>Twilight's smile returns. Her horn lights up as the stack of flashcards hovers from the tables and slaps the table a few times to straighten out.
>"Let's begin."

2/?

>>42309813
>An hour later, and Anon's chin rests against the palm of his hand, elbow digging in the arm of the sofa. One ankle crossed over the other.
>Anon looks at the flash cards through half-lidded eyes.
>Twilight has been explaining the various types of dangerous creatures one can find in the Everfree forest.
>Not that Anon really cares. It's not like he's gonna go back in there any time soon.
>Anon is bored.
>"...and one of the more nefarious pack animals found in the Everfree is a faggot of timberwolves, commonly found in the..."
>Anon is no longer bored.
"Woah, woah, woah. Run that back. A /what/?"
>Twilight blinks as she's taken out of her teaching mode. "A faggot of timberwolves. Plural."
>Anon stares at Twilight for a long moment.
>The silence is palpable, only broken by the sounds of the clock on the wall ticking away.
"Twilight." He finally says. "Do you not know what that word means?"
>Twilight blinks again. "Of course I do. It's an old Ponish word for a bundle of sticks. In fact, a faggot of timberwolves refers to a loosely organized hunting pack, often composed of younger males seeking to establish their own territory away from the dominant pack leader."
>Anon blinks.
>The corners of his mouth twitches as he fights the urge to laugh.
>Should he tell her?
>Or should he keep quiet to prevent the world's smartest heart attack?
>"Anon, why are you staring?"
>Anon shakes his head, clearing his thoughts.
"N-nothing. Sorry. You can continue."
>Twilight furrows her brow. "Uh-huh."
>As if on cue, the front door bursts open.
>Applejack and her sister Apple Bloom skid to a stop in the center of the living room, faces covered in sweat, ears pinned back.
>"Twilight! There ya are! Quick! Ah need yer help, fast!"
>Twilight and Anon sit up straight, flash cards forgotten entirely.
>"What happened? Is everything alright?" Twilight asks.
>"No!" Applejack shouts. "A faggot of timberwolves just gobbled up Winona! They took my bitch, Twi!"
>Apple Bloom catches her breath enough to finally speak. Her tiny chest heaves desperately.
>"That faggot ate granny's pussy too! Little Mittens is gone! They busted through the fence an' chased her into the cellar!"

3/?

>>42309817
>Anon loses it.
>His sides are gone.
>He holds his stomach as he falls off of the couch, legs kicking like a foal.
>Applejack turns to look at Anon, eyes narrow. "What in the hay's wrong with /him/?"
>Twilight looks at Anon, then back to Applejack.
>"I don't know!" She turns to face anon again. "Anon! What in Equestria is so funny?! This is serious! Lives could be in danger, and you're laughing!"
Anon wipes a tear from his eye, and waves his hands in front of his face, cheeks red. "No, no, no! You don't get it!" Applejack narrows her eyes further. "It's a human thing! Some of the words you said-"
>"Consarn it!" Applejack cuts in, stomping a hoof. "We ain't got time for this! Come on, Twi!"
>Twilight gives a serious nod and follows as they all gallop back out of the library, door slamming shut behind them.
>A few minutes later, and Anon has finally composed himself enough to get up off of the floor.
"Oooh shit. That was fuckin' funny." He mutters to himself.
>A moment passes.
He sighs. "That was pretty stupid though, I should say something when they get back."
>Anon stands up from the floor and makes his way to the door.
>Wiping the last tear from his cheek, he opens the handle and steps out.
>Anon begins the journey back home, passing by the same ponies who glared at him earlier, now a crowd full of forgiving smiles.
>Mayor Mare stands proudly, her gaze shifting between Roseluck and Berry Punch as they share a new balloon together.
>Roseluck smiles wide as Berry Punch holds the string in her teeth, watching the balloon sway back and forth gently in the wind, occasionally bouncing against her mane.
>Anon can't help but smile as he walks past, hands in his pockets.

4/? I'm still writing, will return again another day

>>42309821
nice green bro

>>42309821
haven't laughed so loudly at a green before. keep going.

>>42309821
Fucking phenomenal, I'm quite enjoying your balanced interpretation of kinderquestria. It's a type of kinderquestria I would genuinely enjoy living in. please feel free to write and dumb as much green as you want as you make it we greatly appreciate it here as we're typically in a perpetual green drought. also do you have a pone paste? if you don't I'll gladly archive your green for you.

>>42309813
>>42309817
>>42309821
>>42309821
I'm losing my shit here, keep it up

>>42309956
>>42310014
>>42310096
Glad yall enjoy it. This is my first green of Kinderquestria like I said, and I'm thoroughly enjoying it as well. I've always written pone as more human like, with believable emotions, decisions, and pacing, yet writing them as if they were G-rated is tremendous amount of fun too. I should write more.

>>42310037
No, I do not have a pone paste. I should though. I only ever uploaded as guest or let someone else post my junk. I'm a very new writefag. I have a bunch of stories that I've written over the years but never published anywhere. I'm always going back and redoing them with the skills that I've learned, both from myself and reading other author's fics. I still feel like I have a ways to go before I reach the same levels as other anons like PK. Also yes, ponies that are written adorably is a world I would totally enjoy living in as well. We should be neighbors.

What did she do this time

>>42310633
Part one of an elaborate scheme to obtain the oat

>>42310633
>>42310867
Part two: oat prescription (this relies on Pinkie Pie being able to pass for a doctor)

>>42311493
I need this

>>42309821
>Leaves and clouds of dust fly into the air as Twilight, Applejack, and Apple Bloom gallop down the road to Sweet Apple Acres. Hooves slam down on the dirt like drum beats.
>"Help me! Help me!" A frail old voice cries from the farm house.
>Applejack gallops faster.
>"Hold on, Granny! We're ah comin'!"
>The fence gate slams open, swinging wide all the way until it crashes into the fence, wobbling as it bounces off.
>The three ponies feel their hearts threatening to jump out of their dry mouths as they race towards the farm house.
>The front door bursts open, revealing a very uncertain Big Mac riding a timberwolf out of the house and into the sunlight.
>A small fuzzy tail pokes out of the corner of the beast's mouth like a string of unnoticed spaghetti.
>"Applejack!" Granny Smith calls out as she hobbles out of the house as fast as she can. "Git yer brother to quit ridin' wood and focus on my pussy for once!"
>"Ah'm on it, Granny!" Applejack shouts as she changes course, pulling her hat down further.
>Big Mac struggles to tame the beast as his legs wrap around it's neck and body, bouncing up and down as the timberwolf tries to kick him off while sprinting.
>"Enope! Enope! Enope!"
>"Granny, are you okay?!" Apple Bloom wheezes out as she collapses onto the porch deck.
>Granny winces as she presses her hip back into place with a surprisingly loud pop. "No, I am not, youngin! Not until little Mittens is safe again! Now quit yer slackin' and git to savin'!"
>Apple Bloom huffs and puffs. "But Granny, I-"
>"No buts, missy!"
>Apple Bloom groans as she wobbles back up and gallops behind Twilight towards the barn.
>Big Mac falls off of the timberwolf, rolling and tumbling through the grass, eventually crashing into a stack of cider barrels like bowling pins.
>The dust settles, revealing a pair of red colored hind legs poking out of the top of the pile.
>"Enooope..."

5/?

>>42311786
>The mid-morning sun shines beautifully down upon Ponyville, rays filtering through tree leaves and reflecting off of windows.
>Ponies call out sales from Market Avenue.
>Foals trot from here to there, laughing and playing in and around the fountain, splashing reluctant parents.
>A grey pegasus presses her snout up against a fogged up window of Sugarcube Corner, one eye locked onto the display muffins for the past forty-five minutes.
>Anon breathes in the fresh air as he walks along.
>Fragrances of baked goods, flowers, and perfumes kiss the insides of his nose.
"Faggot. Huhuh."
>Anon smiles as he still finds himself repeating the comedy gold that Twilight and the Apple sisters delivered a little while ago.
"Pussy. Huhuh."
>"Yoo-hoo!~"
>Anon's ear twitches. He stops walking.
>A particularly posh accent sing-songs from across the square, hush voice nearly covered by the ambient sounds of pony conversation.
>"Anonymous!~"
>He lifts his hand above his brow and squints his eyes as he scans his head left to right.
>"Over here, darling!" Rarity calls again, smiling and waving.
>A Harpsichord begins playing from the music store down the street.
"Ah! Hey, Rarity!" Anon calls back cheerily as he redirects his walking.
>Rarity sits comfortably under the shade of a parasol umbrella at an out-door lunch table. A glass of ice cold lemonade hovers carefully in her blue magic. A soft yellow sunhat rests on her head, tilted at exactly the correct angle to /compliment/ her mane, not /cover/ it.
>"Anon! It is so good to see you!" She cheers, hooves clip-clopping together before resting on the table again. "Tell me! How was your weekly visit with Twilight this morning?"
>Anon sits down in the too-small wooden chair across from her.
>It was terrible.
"It was great!"

6/?

>>42311792
>WHIP-CRACK!
>"AIN'T NO FAGGOTS ALLOWED ON MAH FARM!" Applejack shouts as she swings her lasso above her head again, voice echoing off the inner walls of the barn. Her hat tilts back confidently, revealing a pair of focused green eyes.
>"YEAH!" Apple Bloom chimes in, her hooves wrapped around a thrashing wooden tail as she hangs on for dear life. "ESPECIALLY NONE THAT TRY'TA EAT MAH GRANNY'S PUSSY OVER A FRESH LOAD!"
>WHIP-CRACK!
>The timberwolf howls in fright as it scampers off of the stack of recently packed apple crates.
>A small black and white blur jumps out of the beast's gaping maw and sprints out of the barn, jumping off of Big Mac's sore head like a spring board.
>"Mittens! Wait!" Twilight shouts after the fleeing cat, her focus currently occupied on a pair of other timberwolves chasing Winona around in the dusty loft above.
>Winona yelps as a row of wooden fangs clashes down right behind her tail.
>She leaps instinctively, crashing into a drum of apple oil, spilling it everywhere.
>The two timberwolves slip on the slick and crash into the railing head first, the wooden bars locking their necks in place.
>Twilight jumps out from behind a crate, her forelegs wrapping around Winona tightly like a springed trap. Apple oil soaks into both of their fur coats.
>Winona, still frightened from seeing the inside of a wooden stomach moments prior, wriggles herself free again and sprints away.
>"Dang it! This bitch is too slippery!" Twilight cries, stomping a hoof. "I- I can't get a good enough grip!"
>Below, Applejack finishes tying off the rope wrapped around the now upside-down timberwolf's legs.
>Apple Bloom stuffs an oversized apple in its mouth like a roast pig.
>Applejack spits out the end of the rope and looks up at the loft. "You can't keep lettin' bitches get away like that, Twi! Winona's a wild one! You gotta git'er to simmer down first!"
>Twilight nods once, determined to not let Winona get herself hurt again.
>Her horn charges up, legs spreading wide, posture rock steady.

7/?

>>42311800
>"And they just left you there? Alone?" Rarity puzzles.
>Anon shrugs, sipping on a fresh glass of lemonade of his own.
"Yeah, but I mean, it's not a big deal. I guess they needed all hooves on deck at the farm today."
>Rarity furrows her brow.
>"Applejack and her sister urgently asked for /Twilight's/ help moving barrels, but not yours?"
"...Right."
>Rarity hums, tapping a hoof to her chin.
>"Huh. How odd of them. Typically she asks for /your/ help around the farm, not Twilight's."
>Anon puts on a smile.
>Rarity closes her eyes and smiles, placing a hoof on her chest. "Well, I for one, am so glad that she was finally coaxed out of that quiet old library of hers!" She leans forward slightly and raises an eyebrow. "It's about time somepony dragged her out of that lonely place."
>Anon exhales.
"Tell me about it. That purple faggot never has any time for-"
>Anon slaps a hand over his mouth.
>Rarity blinks and tilts her head.
>An amused smile slowly pulls on the corners of her lips.
>A dainty chuckle escapes.
>"Still thinking about fauna, are we? Twilight's teaching methods most certainly /do/ have a way of sticking into your mind like that, do they not?"
>Anon sweats loudly.
"Uhh, heh, yeah. I meant to say filly."
>Rarity swats a dismissive hoof, smile softening.
>"Oh, don't you worry, Anon. I won't tell Twilight you mistook her for a horrible beast." Anon chokes. She leans in across the table, hoof covering her mouth conspiratorially and stage whispers. "I once called Sweetie Belle 'Sweet Bottom' after spending all morning with Pinkie Pie. Oh! I was so embarrassed, I just /had/ to take her out for ice cream!"
Anon forces a laugh. "Oh yeah, that's pretty embarrassing haha. Wow would you look at the time, I aught to get going, I'll catch you later."
>Rarity blinks. "Oh! Certainly!" She smirks. "Can't forget about all the different types of faggots now, can we?"
>Anon snorts.
"Yup! Lots of homework to do!"
>Rarity stands up as well. "Very well. Thanks for catching up with me, darling, I had a most pleasant time."
Anon struggles to contain his laughter as he walks away. "You too, Rarity!"
>In the background, Berry Punch clip-clops her hooves as Roseluck takes her turn holding the string in her teeth.

8/? got some more done, will pick up again later

>>42311807
based as fuck, im enjoying the fuck out of this.

>>42311807
you're a comedic genius, anon

pre bed ball

>>42311800
Dubs confirm apple oil but what the fuck is apple oil?

>>42312708
oil made from apples. it's used for a lot of things, ranging from cooking to skin care

>>42302815 (OP)
i think all mares should get the Bad Mare Spray, cus it'd be unfair for only bad mares to get it

>>42313072
>Carl Cutiemarx and Trotsky

equestria has fallen, billions must be booped

>>42313988
Boop

>>42311807
this was the best green text to read after a long day of work
thanks anon!

>>42305480
noice

pre bed boop

>>42314837
Go ahead, you can't rape the willing

Pre-bed pantsing

>>42311807
>The hot afternoon sun hanging above has passed its mid point.
>The wooden wheels squeak softly as Applejack's cart tows behind her down the dirt road.
>Beads of water slowly drip from the back of the cart and onto the hot gravel below.
>Sweet Apple Acres shrinks and Ponyville grows.
>"Whoo-whee!" Applejack cheers one last time. "Thank ya kindly for yer help today again, Twilight! I don't think we coulda' saved Winona and Mittens without'chya!"
>Winona barks in agreement, tail wagging happily behind her.
>"Yeah!" Apple Bloom chimes in, bouncing along next to the cart. "That fancy magic o'yours sure did the trick! How'd you know Winona would stop for a cold treat?"
>"I didn't." Twilight replies flatly. Her teeth chattering under a pair of narrowed eyes and a furrowed brow.
>Applejack chuckles. "Welp! Turns out all a bitch in heat needed was somethin' hard and tasty to suck on, huh, Twilight!"
>Winona barks twice as she turns her attention back to licking Twilight's horn again.
>Applejack and Apple Bloom share a laugh, while Twilight scowls like a pouting popsicle stick.
>The borrowed scarf wrapped neatly around her neck doing absolutely nothing to help melt the block of ice her entire body is stuck frozen in.
>"That is the last time I use /that/ spell again."
>Applejack turns her head back, her smirk not letting up just yet. "Oh don't you fret now, Twi! Ah'm sure Winona will get yall outa there /lickety-split/!"
>Apple Bloom squeak-giggles as she hops up into the cart, splashing in the accumulated puddle.
>Twilight lets out a feral snort. She'd cross her forelegs if she could.
>"Must be refreshing in there!" Apple Bloom says, sitting on the edge of the cart now, legs kicking. "You'd best remember how that feels when summer starts next week!"
>Twilight cranes her head over and somehow scowls harder.
>"Maybe I /should/ cast that spell again." Her cold tone of voice only accentuated by her body temperature.
>Apple Bloom's smile vanishes as she swallows a lump in her throat. A nervous chuckle escapes her lips. "Uhhh, hehe, no, I think yer right about not doin' it again."
>Twilight's frown slowly reverses.
>Applejack holds a hoof over her mouth to keep from laughing again.
>Twilight levitates Winona off of her ice block for the seventeenth time. She blows her soggy mane off of her eyes with an upturned snort.

9/?

>>42315272
>"When Spike gets me out of this, I'm finding Anon."
>Applejack turns around with a raised eyebrow. "What in Equestria for? You know how that boy is. Always actin' a fool'n'all, laughin' at strange words'n such." She takes a long look at Twilight and sighs. "Even if it /is/ a mite inconvenient at times."
>"Yeah," Apple Bloom agrees. "That tall feller's jus' silly sometimes. He told me he jus' gets a kick outa seein' a pony talk. Somethin' to do with the animals over on Earth bein' dumb."
>Applejack gasps. "Apple Bloom! Watch yer mouth!"
>Apple Bloom frantically waves her forelegs. "No, AJ, I meant dumb as in can't talk! Like that white unicorn dj with them high-dollar sunglasses!"
>Applejack narrows her eyes for a brief moment, then turns back forward.
>Twilight levitates Winona off of her ice block for the eighteenth time. She blows her soggy mane off of her eyes with an upturned snort.
>"This is different. I don't know how yet, but I know it's different."
>"Ya think he's lyin'?"
>"No, but he's not exactly being /truthful/, either, and It's my intention to get him to tell me what it is."
>Applejack and Apple Bloom share an uncertain look.

10/?

>>42315276
"I am definitely not telling Twilight."
>Anon's smile stretches wide as new ideas flood his mind.
>How many other words can he try without getting yelled at?
"Let's see. Faggot. Bitch. Pussy. Ass. Cripple. I'm not too good at this. /Maybe/ retard-"
>A squeal of delight from a very happy mare cuts through his thoughts.
>"Oh, thank you, Lyra! You're the best!" Bon Bon cheers as she hugs the mint green unicorn. A small wrapped present sits on the ground between them.
>A pair of foals gallop by, laughing. "Tag! You're it!"
>A grey pegasus carries a wicker basket full of muffins by the handle in her teeth.
>Anon slows his pace.
>His wicked grin sobers off.
>He sighs, face softening.
"Ugh... Maybe I shouldn't."
>Roseluck and Berry Punch trot by giggling as they each carry a balloon string in their teeth. A stark difference to how they were less than a few hours ago.
>Anon blinks.
>His smile returns.
"Baaah, they'll get over it."
>Oh the things he could get away with in Ponyville.
>The shopping list in his hand flutters in the breeze as he walks down Market Avenue, shoes skipping along the cobblestone.
>Eggs.
>Milk.
>Cheese.
>Bread.
>One (1) good deed.
>A brown unicorn stallion smiles as Anon approaches his stand. Crates full of eggs sit delicately on the counter.
"Good afternoon, sir!" Anon cheers. "One dozen please."
>The stallion smiles as he levitates a carton onto the counter. "Will that be all, Mister Anonymous?"
"Yes'sir! Thanks, faggot!" Anon replies with a smile, flicking a bit onto the counter with one hand and grabbing the carton with the other before stepping away.
>The stallion blinks. "Alright then, see you tomorrow, Anonymous!"
>He watches Anon skip happily down the road.
>He looks down at the bit sitting on his counter, reflecting the mid-afternoon sun.
>"Faggot?" He repeats quietly to himself, gaze shifting back upwards. He looks down one end of the street. Then the other, hoping to see if anypony else might've heard, perhaps offering an explanation. He shrugs.
>"Must be hard having to learn a new world's language in only a month. Poor Anon."

11/?

>>42315277
>Birds chirp and sing as they flitter from rafter to rafter.
>Mice and bunnies chase eachother across the rug and into a hole in the wall.
>Fluttershy gently lowers a plate of cookies and tea onto the coffee table, the doily below lit perfectly by the orange light filtering through the living room window.
>Spike instantly grabs two of the largest cookies from the plate and shoves them into his mouth.
>"Ah-ah-ah, darling! Not so fast, you'll choke." Rarity nags, earning a soft giggle from Fluttershy.
>"Oopsh. Shorree, Rariree." He bashfully muffles through a mouthful of cookie.
>Fluttershy giggles again. "I'm glad you enjoy them, Spike."
>Spike and Fluttershy beam.
>Rarity cozies up on the sofa, tea and cookie held in her magic.
>"Thank you for joining me in visiting Fluttershy today, Spikey!" She says fondly. "Catching up with Anon earlier simply made me want to do the same again with even /more/ friends!"
>Spike swallows. He blushes. "Oh, I should be thanking you, Rarity! It's nice to get out of the library from time to time. Especially if Twilight was needed at Sweet Apple Acres today like you said." He lays down on the sofa next to her, arms behind his head. "Moving barrels around does /not/ sound like fun."
>Rarity's ear twitches and rotates towards the open window behind her.
>"...No, but he's not exactly being /truthful/, either, and It's my intention to get him to tell me what it is."
>"Why, that sounds like Twilight now!" Rarity announces, one eye brow raised thoughtfully. "Though, it doesn't sound like she's quite as happy as we are."
>Spike raises an eyebrow as well and stands up, walking to the window. "See? Told ya. No fun moving barrels."
>He pushes the glass open the rest of the way and pokes his head out. He instantly bursts into laughter the moment he sees her. He falls on his back, pointing a claw at the window.
>"Ahahah! No way! That's hilarious! Twilight froze herself again!"
>Fluttershy and Rarity gasp and share a look before poking their heads out of the window also.
>They freeze.
>"Oh my..."
>"Twilight! Darling! Are you alright?!" Rarity calls out.
>Applejack stops walking. Twilight cranes her head over and looks at Fluttershy's cottage.
>Twilight levitates Winona off of her ice block for the nineteenth time. She blows her soggy mane off of her eyes with an upturned snort.
>"Yes, I'm fine! Have you seen Spike? I need his help. Again."
>Spike pokes his head out of the window again between Fluttershy and Rarity, still giggling to himself. Rarity slaps the back of his head with a rolled up newspaper.
>"Ow! Right here, Twilight!"
>Twilight lets out a loud sigh of relief. "Oh, thank Celestia."

12/?

>>42315278
>A moment later, Spike, Rarity, and Fluttershy walk out of the front door and over to Applejack's cart.
>Spike takes a long look at the tragic trio.
>Applejack shifts the weight of the heavy cart from one pair of legs to the other.
>Apple Bloom lays on her back in the puddle of cold water.
>Twilight levitates Winona off of her ice block for the twentieth time. She blows her soggy mane off of her eyes with an upturned snort.
>"Should I even ask what happened this time?"
>They all crane their heads over with a look.
>Winona barks, tail wagging happily as ever.

13/?

>>42315279
"Nice hat, faggot!"
>"Oh! Thank you!"
"Cute bow, faggot!"
>"Gee, thanks!"
"Best bread in town! Great job as always, faggot!"
>"You're too kind!"
"Oh, new colognes available?"
>"Sure is, just received shipment this morning. Care to sample some?"
"Why not? Lay it on me, faggot!"
>Shopping bags full, Anon makes his way out of Market Avenue and back en route through the town square.
>His chest puffed out proudly underneath a /very/ amused smile.
>Anon passes by a park bench where a mare is knitting.
"Looking comfy, faggot." Finger guns pointing.
>"Mmm-hmm!" She hums, eyes still focused on her scarf.
>Anon lets out a content sigh, followed by one last quiet chuckle.
"Today was good."
>Two colts and a filly race past, one of them tripping and falling, scraping a knee.
>"Shoot! You okay, faggot?" One asks.
>"Yeah, I'm okay!" The other responds, bouncing back up again.
>Anon's smile twitches.
>His shoulders begin to fall.
>"Hey, what's that word mean anyway?" A nearby stallion asks his marefriend.
>She shrugs. "Something to do with trees I think." She points a hoof at Anon. "Anonymous says it to everypony."
>The stallion begins to smile. "Faggot... Hey, that's kinda fun to say!"
>Anon swallows.
>Another pony trots by, smiling.
>"Faggot! Faggot! Faggot!" Each word accentuated with every hoof step.
>Anon stops walking completely.
>He slowly turns around in full circles.
>Ponies everywhere begin saying it.
>Laughing it.
>Repeating it.
>The foals splashing in the fountain are now chanting it like a new anthem to sing.
>"FAG-GOT! FAG-GOT! FAG-GOT!"
>Anon's smile is long gone.
>He swallows again.
"Uh oh."
>A stallion jumps onto a crate and shouts his new favorite word at the top of his voice.
>"FAGGOT!!!"
>The word echoes across the entire square, bouncing off of storefronts, earning shouts and cheers in response.
>The door to Sugarcube Corner bursts open, revealing Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie, eyes narrowed and legs spread wide and steady.
>Rainbow Dash gallops out first.
>"WHAT?"! TIMBERWOLVES IN PONYVILLE?!"
>She rockets into the sky, poofing through a few clouds along the way.
>Rainbow lands on the bell tower atop Town Hall and yanks on the rope with her teeth.
>GONG! GONG! GONG! GONG!
>She cups her forehooves over her mouth and shouts as loud as she can.
>"TIIMBERWOOOOLVES! EVERYPONY! TAKE SHELTEEEER!"
>The laughter dies in an instant.
>A moment passes.
>Screams violently tear through Ponyville as ponies scramble in panic.
>One of Anon's paper bags rips from the handle. His spaghetti spills out onto the cobblestone.

14/?

>>42315281
>Spike catches his breath before blowing the last flame.
>The ice melts away instantly under the green inferno, water trickling away into the nearby brook.
>The last of the ice still frozen around Twilight's tail shatters as she slaps it down on a nearby rock.
>She shivers one final time.
>"Now that you mention it, Twilight, his behavior earlier today /did/ seem quite odd, even for him." Rarity speaks up from under the shade of a nearby tree, her hoof on her chin thoughtfully. "He nearly lost all composure during a casual conversation."
>Twilight narrows her eyes. "When /specifically/ did he lose composure?"
>Rarity stammers. "Oh, well, I shouldn't say, I /did/ make a promise-"
>Twilight takes a step. "Rarity."
>Rarity lets out a scoff. "Oh alright! No need to be so pushy. We were discussing our mornings when-"
>"He said faggot, didn't he?"
>Rarity sighs. "Yes."
>Twilight's scowl only grows sharper. Of course he did. She knew something was off the moment he asked her to repeat herself this morning.
>Twilight stomps a hoof. "I knew it!"
>Applejack steps forward, while Fluttershy slowly backs away, not enjoying the dropping mood.
>"N-now, hold on, Twi, ah'm sure there's an explanation for all-"
>GONG! GONG! GONG! GONG!
>Seven heads instantly turn to the Town Hall bell tower just visible over the horizon.
>Steam begins rising from Twilight's coat. A feral snort escapes her nostrils. Her hoof scrapes the dirt.

15/?

>>42315283
>Anon's shopping bags lay forgotten on the ground by his ankles as he runs his fingers through his hair.
>Ponies continue darting from one place to another, some accidentally crashing into one another, while others dive behind cover.
>The occasional mare faints dramatically right on the cobblestone, either to be dragged away or left behind.
>Pinkie Pie desperately hands out cupcakes from a box labeled 'Emergencies only'.
>Roseluck and Berry Punch scream, their balloons floating away forgotten.
"This is bad." Anon mutters to himself. "This is really bad."
>Anon is startled by a loud FWOMF behind him.
>He wheels around, heart pounding.
>"Anon! There you are!" Rainbow yells, wings flared wide. "Didn't you hear me? Timberwolves are coming!"
>Anon takes a step back, hands held out in front of him, eyes wide with fear.
>Rainbow's defensive posture softens slightly. She looks at him from bottom to top, head tilted. "Anon? Are you feeling okay? You don't look so good."
>Anon shakes his head, slowly backing away before bolting.
>"H-hey! Wait a minute!" Rainbow calls after him. She stomps a hoof and turns to Pinkie.
>"Pinkie! Quick! I- I think Anon needs help!"
>Anon's legs pump like pistons as he flees through town, bumping into ponies along the way, nearly tripping a few times.
>"Nonny! Stop!" Pinkie calls after him, concern written heavily across her face.
>He doesn't hear.
>Faces blur as Anon races by, desperate to get home.
>"EVERYPONY STOOOOOP!!!"
>He does hear that one perfectly clear.
>Ponies quickly skid to a halt, heads turning and peeking above cover.
>Shouts and screams slowly fade away to more calm voices.
>"THERE ARE NO TIMBERWOLVES!!!" Twilight shouts at the top of her voice.
>Confused murmurs begin rippling through the crowd.
>Applejack and the others finally catch up to Twilight.
>"That's... Enough... Galloping... For me..." Apple Bloom wheezes out one final time before collapsing besides Rarity, tongue lolled out in defeat. Rarity levitates the poor filly onto her back.
>"Where. Is. Anon." Twilight growls as she scans the crowd.
>A mare points a hoof in a direction.
>Twilight doesn't wait. She teleports a few times across the crowd.
>"Why didn't she do that when she was frozen?" Spike mumbles to himself. "It's not easy breathing that much fire, you know."
>Rarity smacks him on the back of the head with a rolled up newspaper.
>Rainbow and Pinkie skid to a stop behind Anon as he stands perfectly still.
>Twilight stands directly in front of Anon. She breathes deep and heavy as her coat visibly steams.

16/?

>>42315287
>The crowd hushes around them.
>"Anonymous." Twilight growls through clenched teeth. "You are /going/ to explain /why in Equestria/ you find a group of timberwolves /funny enough/ to incite a panic over it!"
Anon stammers, words tumbling out of his mouth in broken pieces. "I- Well- It-"
>"Now!" Twilight shouts, horn glowing with magic.
>Ponies cover their mouths with hooves.
>Anon looks around at the crowd surrounding them. He sighs.
"The word faggot has a double meaning on Earth. It's a pretty strong swear word in modern English."

17/?

>>42315289
>The ponies stand there frozen.
>All too shocked to move. To believe.
>The lack of sound is crushing.
>"...what?"
>Twilight breaks the silence, but only barely.
>Anon winces.
>His eyes scan the crowd. Wide eyes stare back at him by the dozens. Some mouths hang open, others stay closed, lips pressed into firm lines. Some ears perked, others laid back.
>He breathes in. Then breathes out.
"It's a slur." He elaborates quietly.
>A few ponies faint.
>Twilight blinks again.
"It's a slur." He repeats. His voice shrinking. "For homosexuals."
>Anon can hear the sniffles rippling through the crowd.
>Anon closes his eyes and turns his head away.
"I'm sorry. I should've told you when I had the chance."
>A long, uncomfortable moment passes.
>"Yer darn right ya shoulda' told us!" Applejack steps forward with narrowed eyes. "Lettin' us make fools outa' ourselves like we're some kinda' cartoon." Her voice wavering slightly.
>Anon opens his mouth then closes it again.
>Twilight finally steps forward. Her ears pinned flat to her skull. A shaky hoof raises towards Anon before dropping to the dirt again.
>"Anon..." She whispers. "W-why?" She sniffles. "Why would you say those things? Why let /us/ say those things? Ponies thrive on connection. Don't you remember?"
>Anon exhales a shaky breath, fingers running through his hair.
>Fluttershy whimpers.
>Spike covers his mouth with a hand.
>Rarity faints.
>Apple Bloom falls down with her.
>Rainbow's wings twitch.
>Pinkie stares, her expression too blank to read.
>He opens his mouth again, but the sound of hooves walking over stops him.
>"Anonymous," Mayor Mare begins reluctantly. "I hate to do this. I really do. But in light of your recent actions, I am sentencing you to time in Ponyville Detention Center."
>A few gasps echo through the crowd.
>She continues. "You are hereby charged with willful misuse of terminology, incitement of public hysteria, reckless endangerment of community innocence, and crimes against conversational decency."
>Anon's blood turns cold. He swallows hard.
>He looks at Twilight and the others for help. For anything.
>None of them are able to keep their gaze.
"I-"
>Anon is cut off again by the sounds of armored hooves walking towards him.
>He turns around to see a pair of Royal Guards stepping up to him.
>"Please come with us, sir." One says, his stoicism wavering.
>Anon looks at the crowd again, then back at the guards.
>Anon silently curses before bowing his head.
>He nods slowly.
"Alright."
>The second Royal Guard steps besides Anon and leads him away.
>Anon can't help but look at the faces as he passes by.
>Each frown burned in his memory like a bad aftertaste.

18/? got a lot done today, almost done. should be finished by tomorrow or the next day

>>42315291
I adore this entire story.

>>42315291
An absolute fucking masterpiece! definitely one of the best greens I have read in a while in my opinion. reminds me of an anonfilly pic I drew a while back >picrel.

>>42315291
Just woke up to check the thread and >10 more posts
Holy shit Balloonon

>>42315629
Crisp despite its age. You can really feel the imminent ass-beating on the filler's face.

>>42315291
>Lettin' us make fools outa' ourselves like we're some kinda' cartoon
rofl

>>42315862
A very good meta joke

>>42315629
Great comic, Anon, I love your art style! I'm glad you are enjoying my green as much as you are. I challenge you to draw your favorite scene when I'm finished writing. :)

>>42315291
another day after work another perfect update
thanks a fuck ton anon i love it!

>>42316456
oh hell yeah brother, and if you like my shit my tag is artist:scandianon on your pony booru of choice. I drew that pic about a year ago and my style has shifted since then, not too drastically but noticeably different. I started drawing here on the board in /bale/ and been drawing 2 years and roughly 3 months. >picrel is more representative of my more current work, I like to experiment and shift around a fuck ton stylistically.

>>42316542
Go ahead and kick me, it won't unpet you

>>42316753
you don't understand she's gonna bite the shit out of you

>>42316773
I'll just pet her tongue, I can't lose

>>42316816
based retard

>>42315291
Wow, Mayor Mare can just summarily sentence? I think she deserves a swift kick in the buns on principle.

>>42315629
Oh, her ass is doomed, which in kinderpone land translates to at least an hour sitting on the time out chair.

>>42318250
Just hop the chair around

>>42318919
to this day i still don't know what this quote is referencing

>>42318961
most likely an infomercial for a kitchen knife set

>>42318919
Knives cut, not bruise silly

>>42319426
>he's never had the displeasure of using a really dull knife to cut tomatoes
consider yourself lucky

>>42315291
>The iron cell door opens with a long squeak, its hinges clearly unused for quite some time.
>"I hope you learn something from this, /Anonymous/." One of the guards says. "I really do."
>Anon wordlessly enters the cell, steps across the small room, and sits on the cold hard bench.
>He doesn't even watch as the door closes again with a hard metalic rattle. The locking mechanism clunks into place.
>The two guards linger for a moment, looking into the cell with clear dissapointment written on their faces.
>They had come to grow fond of Anon this past month. Now they can't help but think of what it must take to have a mind like his. One with so much potential, wasted on /this/.
>Anonymous. The alien who was lost and found, now lost once again.
>They only hope he finds a way back from this.
>They turn and leave, metal shoes clinking on the stone floor as they walk through the hallways, eventually exiting through a door.
>Anon buries his face in his hands and sighs through his nose.
>He sits there for a long while, not daring to even move.
>The events of today replays in his mind, like a movie he doesn't want to watch.
>Watching how delicate these ponies are and how little it takes to make them happy. And how little it takes to upset them.
>Sitting with Twilight, who only wanted to help him understand more about this strange new world.
>He laughed instead of learned.
>Hurt instead of helped.
>Stayed quiet when he should've spoken up.
>Taken the opportunities that were provided to him before things escalated beyond his control.
>But at least it was funny though, /right Anon?/
>Anon sighs again.
"I should've just told her at the start." He mutters. "Now I've gone and thrown away the only second chance I had."
>Anon lifts his face from his hands and notices how dark it is in the room now.
>The fading sun shines its last rays through the small barred window in the room, a reminder that the day is over now.
>What's done is done.

19/?

>>42319667
>Anon doesn't know how long it's been.
>The crickets outside the dark window have spent their time chirping away just like they did yesterday, and how they will again tomorrow.
>The bricks in the walls are interestingly clean.
>Anon would've expected there to be more carvings. But of course there aren't, because damaging property is illegal.
>Even the stone bench below Anon's back is flatter and smoother than he expected as well. He would've thought that a random stone slab is addequite enough for a jail cell. Of course that isn't true, because that would then run the risk of making ponies uncomfortable.
>Anon bounces the provided small rubber stress ball against the floor, off the wall, and back to himself.
>Must suck to not have hands.
>Hands.
>Anon could probably reach through the bars of the door and unlatch the mechanism. He never heard the sounds of keys jingling.
>Obviously, keys aren't a common item among the rest of Ponyville, why would the exist here?
>What happens when a unicorn when they get put in jail?
>Do they really use those rings that Twilight talked about, or would those be considered too constricting?
>Are there special wing-cuffs for pegasi?
>Do ponies typically follow police orders often enough for things like those to be relevant?
>Metal hoofsteps echo through the hallways, likely another change in rotation.
>The mechanism to Anon's door unlatches.
>Anon quickly sits up and looks to the entrance of the cell.
>The same two guards from before stand there with soft smiles on their faces.
>"Sentence served, buddy!" One cheers. "Would you like a juice box or chocolate milk?"
>The other guard holds out a plate of treats in his teeth.
>Anon looks at the guards, then at the plate.
"What."
>"Time's up. Your hour is done. You're free to go." The guard elaborates. He gestures to the plate. "We also have cookies, muffins, apples, whatever you fancy."
>Anon blinks.
>An hour?
>Anon had just spent the day swearing at ponies, lying to his friends, and caused a town-wide panic.
"That's it?"
>The guard's smile fades away quickly. "Oh, uh, well, if you don't like what we have, I'm sure we can run down to Sugarcube Corner and-"
"No, no, I mean the sentence."
>The guard's smile returns again, a little bashful this time. "It's a bit much, we know. You /did/ stir things up /quite a bit/."
>He studies Anon's expression for a moment longer, noticing how it hasn't moved or reacted. "Are you alright Anon? Would you like a blanket?"
>Anon blinks again. He shakes his head, clearing his thoughts.
"N-no, that's alright. I'm okay."

20/?

>>42319670
>Anon stands at the front desk to detention center, quill in hand.
>He stares down at the form that was presented to him by the slightly overweight mare behind the desk.
>He reads the printed text.
"'Did you learn your lesson, yes or no'?"
>The guards and the receptionist all nod.
>"Name, today's date, and how many lesson(s) were learned."
>The quill in Anon's hand twirls in his fingers for a moment.
>Anon shrugs, dips the quill in the provided ink pot and signs away.
>Anonymous
>July 3rd
>YES [x] 'Swearing is not a polite thing to do.'
"Alright, is that all you need from me?"
>The receptionist smiles. "Yes sir! Enjoy your weekend, Anon!"
>They all stand tall and happy.
>Anon feels the corners of his lips finally tugging upwards.
>He grabs another cookie from the plate and gives a quick two fingered salute as he turns around and pushes the double doors open and walks out into the night.
>He looks up at the stars and smiles.
"Oh the things I could get away with in Ponyville."

21/?

>>42319672
>The dirt shuffles under Anon's shoes as he approaches his cabin.
>The crickets chirp softly as he walks past, hands in his pockets.
>The wood porch creaks and groans as he steps up and to the door.
>He pushes the door open with a sigh.
>"SURPRISE!!!"
>Pinkie Pie bounces as the lights flick on.
>Anon stands in his doorway frozen as Twilight and the rest of her friends stand in the center of his living room, pointed party hats on their heads and party horns in mouths.
>Roseluck, Derpy Hooves, Lyra, Bon Bon, and several others put the last few finishing touches up on the balloons and decorations.
>Apple Bloom and her friends chase each other around a table decorated with plates of pie and cookies.
>Berry Punch stands a little too closely to the punch bowl.
>Above them all is a shiny glitter covered banner that reads 'Welcome Home, Anonymous!'.
>Signatures from Twilight and the rest decorate the spaces between and around the text. Doodles of Anon surrounded by happy ponies dance and play in the corners.
>Twilight steps forward first, a gentle smile on her face.
>"We know you made a mistake." She begins plainly. "But you owned up to it. That matters here in Equestria."
>"A /whole lot/." Applejack adds with a sure nod. "Ain't a soul alive I ever met that don't make mistakes."
>"And, darling, If we cast /every/ pony who ever said something uncouth, there wouldn't be a Ponyville. We are /most glad/ to have you here with us."
>Roseluck steps over with a balloon string in her teeth, offering it to Anon.
>Derpy holds out a muffin.
>Anon scans the room.
>Not one face is even remotely negative.
>His throat tightens.
>His eyes sting, but he doesn't hold it back.
>He kneels down and holds out his arms.
>Pinkie can't hold it anymore. She lunges forward and latches to his head, legs wrapping around back tightly. His nose stuffed deep in her cotton candy scented fur.
>Fluttershy follows after and presses up against his side.
>Then Rainbow Dash.
>Then the others.
>In the middle of it all, Anon just smiles.
>What a bunch of faggots.

>His faggots.

22/22 Thank you very much for reading and enjoying this with me. I had absolutely zero intention of continuing this story after the first post, and I thank (You) for convincing me to do so. I will be posting a slightly edited version of this story to Ponepaste under a different title as it stopped being about balloons in the second post. I will post that link here when I upload it.

:)

>>42319680
The ending is so heart warming, a one big lovely faggot family, awesome work anon <3

>>42319680
Very nice read, thanks anon.

>>42319680
Thanks for the good read Anon! Specially the end

>>42319680
hell yeah brother good fucking shit right here, based for expanding and finishing this green!

I can't help but feel that the concept of kinderponies are kind of like G3 ponies.

>>42319680
I adore this story. I really do. You are an amazing faggot.

Thirsty mare

>>42320846
Even G1 ponies were a lot more simple-minded and innocent compared to G4.

>>42321193
Dashie no that's apple oil!

>>42319680
great green anon
you should post more often here!

>>42321751
I should, and i do plan to. Like I said above a few days ago, I'm a newfag when it comes to writing. I started a couple years ago and slowly but surely trained myself based on other author's works and trial and error from my own stuff. I've written a lot that I've never published. Im always going back and rewriting them and coming up with new stuff. I have a small handful of large scale stories in the works currently. If you're interested in seeing what else I have to offer right now, I wrote the story in /shy/ where Anon helps Fluttershy in Winter Wrap Up, along with the one from the last /sun/ where Anon comforts Celestia. Thanks for reading and enjoying, Anon.

>>42321796
>Moar incoming
And there was much rejoicing

>>42321796
please write more! I really like your style.you write great for a fucking newfag

Pre-bed

>>42322391
submissive and snugglable

>>42302911
Twilight's going to have conniptions when she sees how close the food is to the book

>>42324293
Twily if you leave them in the floor they're more likely to get accidentally damaged

filly found a bug

Would pony video games involve fantasy violence or would weird stuff like Death Stranding or city-builders be the norm?

Would Horsedeo Kirinjima be considered a bold visionary pervert for saying that sometimes you just have to bonk enemies?

>>42324892
that's definitely a bug, yes.

>>42326193
But I already have a soft pony

>>42327290
>Ponko with her last Ponopoly hotel, about to extend the game for a few more days

>>42327309
>"Pinkie we're playing Risk"

>>42321796
WAIT WAIT WAIT
you're THE anon who wrote the comforting celestia during a mental breakdown green?
dude i fucking loved that green too!

>>42329227
Yes sir. I'm glad you enjoyed that one too. Its probably my favorite short green that I wrote. Not a lot of Anons saw it, but i also posted it to ponepaste not long after I put it in /sun/ with some minor tweaks. I changed some dialog where I thought it fell short. All i need now is a drawfren to make a real thumbnail for it instead of that Ai generated one I used for the thread. Perhaps someday.
https://ponepaste.org/11137
Celestia is bestlestia :)

>>42330074
Flutters no you'll be up all night!

What has Blue Fast beheld?

10

>>42330242
>Anon teaching her long division

>>42331837
>Humans sweat drugs under stress

all ponies deserve at least 1 hour of belly rubs a day from anon

>>42332263
on god

>>42332753
Celestia is the perfect height to use as a mobile petting table, yes

>>42333450
>She falls asleep 5 minutes later

Prebbed Swibblestab

>>42334343
Would high five/10

>>42334814
Thief! Jail for Dashie! Jail for Dashie for 1,000 seconds!

Anons first day in Equestria isn't going too hot.

>>42335313
What did he do?

>>42335352
He was saying cuss words all day! Didn't you read the green?

>>42319670
anon's sentence was a bit harsh for a first time offender. Who knew the Equestrian justice system was so corrupt

>>42335718
I hear you can get out of a ticket if you buy a ticket to the policemare's 3rd grade piano recital

BREAKING NEWS:
Ponies are cute

>>42336653
finally, news from a trustable source

>>42336653
Since when can chickens read newspapers?

>>42336998
Since turtles learned to fly

>>42337549
I have two hands, I can just pretend to give neck scratches only to lift the mask with one hand and boop with the other.

What the hell my flaggotry got turned off and I didn't notice

>>42336998
they are smarter than they appear

>>42338531
they are smarter than they appear
they smart they appear
they smart they are pear

mother of god, the pears are planning an attack

why the long face?

>>42339279

Stop horsing around, Dash, this is serious.

>>42303948
https://ponepaste.org/11193
This green is now polished and archived on Ponepaste! Thanks for reading and enjoying!

>>42318961
>>42318978
It's the old "Ginsu knives" commercial, a classic that's probably been parodied and quoted like a million times.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6wzULnlHr8w
For those who don't cook, a knife needs to be pretty sharp to slice through a tomato cleanly without any sawing, and cutting through a can would destroy the edge on most knives. The blade has to be much, MUCH harder than the metal of the can for the edge to survive intact.

>>42339495
Why y'all need such fancee knives, Anon? I find it might suspicious.

>>42319672
>"'Did you learn your lesson, yes or no'?
>>YES [x] 'Swearing is not a polite thing to do.'
I started to think he genuinely had right here, but then
>>He looks up at the stars and smiles.
>"Oh the things I could get away with in Ponyville."
He says, AGAIN. I about died laughing! Good job with this one

>>42339512
I dunno, apple horse. They were very nice knives for less than half the price of other very nice knives?
I suppose you all just kick the apples into neat slices for pie or something, huh?

>>42339467
You should really get a name for ponepaste purposes, anon

>>42340111
Gonna drop her off at the Library of Congress and see what happens

>>42340562
Would

>>42340705
Same

>>42339597
You really think I should? Not to say I'm right, but the reason I don't and just upload as guest is because I just dont care about online identity. I made a thing and I wanna share it. The upload button is dopamine enough for me. I suppose it would make archiving cleaner and more organized, but is that really the only advantage?

>>42341053
not just that but it makes it way easier for people to find your shit in the first place, people might decide they like your writing enough to want to check out more of it. with an account it makes it very easy for people to find your stuff since its all in one centralized and organised location. think of it less as an online identity and more a central hub to post horse words on that everyone can access with your account being merely a label for organization and ease of finding sake.

>>42341347
This. First thing I did was click on the name, thinking "hey, let's see what other stories he's written" and then immediately realized the name I just clicked was "Guest" so it was just every anonymous post sent to ponepaste, which was not a useful thing to get.

>>42341347
>>42341621
Oops. I suppose that's true, isn't it. What do you suggest I do about the previous uploads I posted as guest? How should I make it easier to let other anons see what else I uploaded there?

>>42341641
you could make a paste down that links to them like how the pone paste link in the op does

What keeps her up at night?
How do Anon's feet smell if they don't have a nose?

>>42341641
Could always reupload 'em. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

>>42342387
Oh no, it'll vacuum all of Ponyville until it's The Crater Formerly Known as Ponyville!

>>42314837
is it a shadow, or anon’s sweating a lot

>>42339597
>>42341652
https://ponepaste.org/11195 inb4 >namefag
>>42342219
https://ponepaste.org/11194 I reuploaded the green I wrote in /shy/. One anon pointed out that the official archive post wasn't updated, so I did that myself.

>>42342551
It's fine, it's the only acceptable kind of namefag: the one who delivers good stuff, and needs a name so people can find it.

>>42342387
very brave of her to not fly away yet

>>42342551
based as fuck, will add your shit to the paste down at some point. I look forward to more greens from (you)

>>42342968
She got so scared she forgot how to fly after it vacuumed a feather

>>42343685
omg twilight would never
>>42343908
My hackles are raised and I don't know why

>>42343995
It's the devious face

>>42344200
That devious face will get a devious lick (I'll steal that cookie)

>>42344855
Wait til she finds out grapefruit has no grapes and barely counts as a fruit

nosy little ponies

>>42344855
It'll blow her mind when she finds out that pineapples grow on a bush and not on a tree.

>>42314251
The boop has de-stabilized the derp. How fix?

>>42345317
Apply muffin directly to forehead

pre bed boop

>>42345280
same artist btw

>>42345466
I honestly find it more offensive that people feel the need to shove identity politics culture war bullshit into the show about friendly talking pastel ungulates, to use them as mouth pieces for their opinions that no one fucking asked for. more so than anything being honest, and while I have my gripes with tranny shit I apply my belief consistently. It's incredibly distasteful and unoriginal, I just wish people who did that shit would fuck off and get their own fucking characters to draw. Pony should be an escape from IRL political bullshit not be fucking infested with it like a goddamn plague. I do personally believe somethings are better left being apolitical but god knows brain rotted retards can't help themselves to "own the chuds/suhoybois", it's all so tiresome.

>>42302815 (OP)
>Equestria has Rape laws.
>Yes, you heard correctly, sunshine and rainbows-land has rape laws.
>here's the thing- rape in Equestria is defined in hyper strict and simultaneously wide sweeping terms.
>effectively, any unsolicited contact can be held as rape in a court of law.
>Further, how egregious it is becomes defined on type of contact.
>The most serious rape related crimes are;
>Unconsensual hugging
>Unconsensual Kisses
>Unconsensual cuddling.
>Unconsensual Tickling
>Unconsensual Hoof Holding.
>All of these and a few more, fall generally under the 'BAD Touch' law.
>The penalties, for these, by Equestrian standards, are quite severe.
>Harshest of these is a life long placement on the Offender Registry.
>The softer rape crimes can be boiled down to one: Grooming.
>Equestrians, being weird animals, are extremely cautious and finicky over hygiene.
>Unsolicited mane brushing between a parent and child is fine, but is taken as a romantic/friendship gesture between two strangers or related adults.
>The boundary between romance and friendship, for Equestrians, is exceedingly blurry.
>Now, the issue here, is that while the Equestrian Rape laws are hyper specific about types of touching not allowed....
>None of them cover anything to do with actual sex.
>Unconsensual sex is unheard of for Equestria.

>>42346204
>Unconsensual hugging
So Pinkie Pie is like, a master criminal then, right?

>>42346204
>it's not impossible for this to happen, but extremely unlikely and very rare.
>you wouldn't know this though.
>Because you are a small, cute, unicorn, named Twilight Sparkle.
>Long ago you were sent to Ponyville to study friendship.
>Somehow, along the way, your studies have landed you as a temporary legal guardian for a large bipedal creature named;
>Anonymous.
>See, Anonymous, your charge- by law he's not a citizen, or even any kind of concrete being.
>under technical definition, he's effectively an animal.
>You also personally consider him as such!
>Now, as mentioned earlier, the issue with these laws being both hyper specific and also sweeping, is that ANY contact not asked for, can be legally rape.
>Now why are we here, with you, in your home, Twilight Sparkle?
>Because you are talking to Anonymous, your ward!
>Because...
Now, I know this is very hard, Anonymous...but I need you to be very brave for me..
>don't cry don't cry don't cry
And show me on the doll how Miss Fluttershy touched you.
>You must prepare him to testify against your friend, Fluttershy, in court.
>Because she RAPED him.
>Repeatedly.
>Alot.
>Anonymous looks at you baffled, you tilt your head slightly, a gentle smile, trying to be reassuring.
It's OK, I won't judge you, I promise.

>>42346235
KEK flutterrape? In kinderquestria? Lmao will be very interesting to see where you take it, lots of room for majorly hearty keks.

>>42346651
Poner pet gets petted

>>42346907
By a giant floating yaoi hand no less

>>42347686
She saw the yaoi hand

>>42347686
Why is she suffering?
Besides the yaoi hands, which will be dealt with swiftly...

>>42347843
Fire the yaoi paddle! Spank the yaoi hands!

Pre bed

>>42349387
But... why?

>>42349447
anti bon bon discrimination

wonder what happened

>>42350695
Booping without a license

>>42351225
how devious

>>42351791

Like someone just dropped an anvil on my head. Oh, wait, that's exactly what happened. Who the hell lets a pegasus deliver an anvil all on her own?

poni qt

>>42352524
that's extremely redundant

>>42351791
Tooth hurts, slept maybe 4 hours

>>42353409
Jail for Celestia for one thousand years

>>42354628
He wishes that were Rarity

>>42354628
The fillies are Concerned

>>42355149
That colander is NOT regulation armor

>>42355364
That's not a colander, it's a "deerbooper" hat, like the one Sherlock Pones wears in the novels.

>>42346235
>"Twilight, what are you talking about?"
>he takes the doll from you gently, looking at bewildered.
Oh, Anon..
>you fight back a sniffle, be brave, twilight. Be brave.
This doll- see, when two ponies really like each other sometimes...sometimes they...they hug! Or- or they cuddle and...
>you clear your throat
But some ponies...they try to do those things with others they really shouldnt- like
>sniff sniff
Li-li-liiihhuuukkkeee yyyuuuoooo!!!
>you bawl
It's OK, Anon! It's ok! Twilight is gonna fix everything for you, my brave, strong little creature!
>shots running down your nose
D-doooo I have consent to touch you?
>"Um...i...what..Twilight I don't understand what's happening.."
DOOO I HAVE CONSENT TO TOUH HUH HUUUCH YOUUUUU...
>"Yes! OK, yes!"
>you wrap your hooves around him, not noticing you're getting unicorn snot all over his suit.
>"Uh...there, there...." he says, trying to comfort you.
Oh, Anon...you poor, sweet, simple thing....
>You hug him so tight he starts to wheeze.
>"cant...breathe..."
Don't you worry your fuzzy little head, Anon! I'll make sure that SICKO never hurts an innocent beast like you ever again...even if she's my friend...
>you sigh
Do I have consent to touch your head?
>"why do you keep..."
Do I have consent to touch your head?
>you say louder.
>"oh christ don't yell! Yes, yes you may."
>you rub the top of his head.

>>42355424
>you pull away, giving him your best, most nicest of smiles.
Now, why don't you show me on the doll how miss Fluttershy touched you?
>"were still doing that?"
>you nod
>"I feel so uncomfortable it is insane, alright give me the doll."
>he takes it gingerly from you, by snatching it to himself like it was the last doll on earth.
>he looks at the doll, then at you.
>you look at him.
>he looks back at you.
>silence.
>you point at the doll with your nose.
You can do it buddy!
>you whisper sharply.
>he gestures to the nose.
She BOOPED YOU?!
>Celestia herself couldn't stop the tears, which pee freely from your eyes.
----
>days pass.
>still twilight.
>meeting with your four friends.
Hi girls...
>"heeyyyy Twilight! You ummm. You look seriously bummed, dude," rainbow dash's brows knit together, "do I have consent to hug you?"
>you nod meekly.
>"I would like to ask for permission as well, darling.."
>"an' me too!"
>"and I don't want consent!!!!"
>you snortle.
Oh Pinkie, you big kinder!
>Pinkie says nothing and just smiles.
Yes, girls, you all have consent.
>hugs commence.
Do i have consent to give you all nose kisses?
>a resounding yes sees you nuzzle your nose against all four girls.
Twilight, dear," Rarity comes closer, " may I have consent to rub your back?"
You have my complete consent, Rarity!
>Applejack joins soon after.
"Twilight', " she whistles "would yall consent to me holdin' her hoof durin' this tryingly sore time..?"
Of course, applejack, I consent enthusiastically.
>rainbow dash looks at the ground and kicks her hoof.
I consent, Rainbow.
>"Awh sweet!"
>she zooms in to kiss your cheek.
>the consent wheel goes on for three hours before any actual talking gets done.
>"soooo.." Rarity hums, "Did....did you...you know...."
>You don't sniffle this time when it gets brought up, because you're a brave little unicorn, and you have a very tasty juice box.
Yes,
>you whimper
I did...oh Celestia, Rarity, it was awful!
>"oh you poor poor dear, please you must tell us what happened!"
He...he got... oh girls it's all true, Fluttershy RAPED him!
>"it just can't be true, fluttershy...she wouldn't!" Rainbow Dash shivers.
But she did, Rainbow...she raped Anon...she...she BOOPED him.
>you all gasp, because you get surprised again as well by this.
>"well she had consent, didn't she.. ?"
No, applejack, she didn't! She didn't ask AT ALL!

>>42355470
>you suck down your juice angrily.
She booped him- she CUDDLED him, she HUGGED him! She did everything! Even the manehattan double hug! She had the ladder and everything.
>you lean forward, head buzzing with anxiety.
Girls, he showed me EVERYTHING on that poor doll. He was definitely touched.
>"well...well... well maybe he said..maybe he made her THINK he WANTED to be touched, huh!" Rainbow dash yells, voice quivering.
>"Maybe he teased her and- and it was totally fine because really he was enthusiastically consenting by NOT saying anything!"
>"Nope!" Pinkie chirps, "she TOTALLY raped him, Dash!"
>"Twilight...?"
I'm afraid it's true, he didn't enthusiastically consent at all...besides he's an animal, Rainbow. He CANT consent non verbally- he can barely consent verbally. We can't just hug animals like we do ponies, that's rape!
>"well...well yeah but..but..."
I'm sorry, Rainbow Dash, but Fluttershy did it. She raped Anon, he didn't even understand you need to ask consent....she took advantage of him and STOLE his precious innocence. Well be lucky if he ever feels safe being hugged ever again.
>"Twilight, y'know what might help some?"
What?
>"well," applejack hoofs at the ground, looking away from you, "I was thinkin'...I mean..well, shucks, this is a might bit awkward but big Mac was raped a terrible amount."
No...big Mac? You're kidding.
>"Eeeenope," she shakes her head, "got hugged right infront of everypony by miss cheerilee."
Oh...but that was with the potion and really you can't blame the crusaders for-
>"no...this was...this was after..."
Oh applejack...
>You're crying.
>then applejack starts crying.
>which makes rarity start crying.
>and that makes rainbow dash cry, but she wants to be cool so she turns away and trys to out all her focus on this little plastic skateboard she bought and like to make do little tricks with her hooves.
>and pinkie....
>Pinkie just laughs.
>she must be taking it the hardest of you all.
>eventually you all calm down again.
>applejack helps you sign up Anon for a rape survivor group.

>>42355487
KEK fucking hell my sides, pinkie pie must be aware of how silly this shit is or is she a kinder rapist aswell?

>>42355424
>>42355470
GEG, reminds me of the videos where the barber asked for consent to touch client's head, or something.

>>42355397
You don't deerboop with a hat, you deerboop with an automatic NERF gun

>>42356532
There are many anons who would pay even more for a certified Twilicked burg

>>42356965
That muffin is too small, someone get her a bigger muffin
>>42357306
Do not the filler
>>42357739
mfw ponies have better water fountains than us

>>42355470
>the tears, which pee freely from your eyes.
My sides. Also this Equestria seems very hug-averse, it rustles my jimmies that hugs take that much prior setup, it ain't right I tell ya

>>42357739
Is that water turning into wine, the closer it gets to Berry?

>>42319680
A finished green? That's almost unheard of these days.

>>42321796
What's your ponepaste? I'd love to check out your other stuff.

>>42358457
I do believe so yes

>>42358466
I'm glad you enjoyed it, Anon! I was convinced to make one because of the reply chains with Scandianon and others.
>>42342551 linked here.
It's a brand new account, so I don't really have anything you probably haven't read already, but I am actively adding more unlisted greens that I am currently polishing for public release. Keep an eye out for some more greens soon.

:)

>>42356161
Yes, but you WEAR the hat while you do it, it's traditional!

>>42358457
Man I need a mare with Jesus Juice Power
>>42358824
You won't be so smug when I take your burger king crown

>>42358542
>>42359192
Truly, Berry is a goddess.

>Page 5 in an hour
Never gonna solve the case of the booped marecenary at this rate

>>42359686
>the pool is also legally a princess and takes over whenever the sisters are out for ice cream

>>42359686
Pictured: The queen pregnant with the princesses

Boop

>>42360297
My good man, booping is a serious crime!
Are you out of your mind? Confessing to such a thing...

>>42360304
I'll fucking do it again, and I'll cuddle them too!

>>42360415
You fucker.

>>42360421
Lutefisk! Don'cha know! Third thing!

>>42361159
she spins

>>42361782
She Spin
She frin (of the other mane six)
But most importantly, her sanity go down the drin

pre bed

>>42363074
>Two hands
>Won't pet both
This is a kinder horror movie

>Get out of my house, you stupid fricken-
>I'll make the orange one into fried chicken!

Why not indulge in how soft and huggable she is?

>>42363964
would

Oh to be with ponies three, camping near the everfree

>>42358042
>Twig with berries
>McDonald's fry
At least the baby will have food when it hatches!

>>42364672
That's what's important

>>42364671
What if Swibble got flung with them by holding onto the sling for just a second too long after losing her footing?

Pre-bed

>>42365838
sleep well

Boop

>>42364267
would... hug, right?

>>42366891
I would do many things to her, all affectionate and none lewd

>>42366891
yeh I'm not a filly fiddler, might raspberry the fuck out her tummy though.

>>42368231
bump...da-rump...a-rump...de-rumpa...rump...

Boop

>>42368265
Pone of Wisdom??

Some help this poor starving mare, that's not nearly enough burg!

>>42355487
I cant believe Anon got raped. Poor Anon...

>>42369773
Emergency Flutter Containment

>>42370610
Would save and pet

>>42330242
He talked about eating meat.

Y'know, I was reading Kinderquestia stories on ponepaste and I came up with an idea. Anon wakes up in Kinderquestia as anon filly. He plays along, trying his best to be a regular filly. Albeit one that's very smart and calm of anything thanks to his human brain. Overtime though, the filly persona starts to leak into his actual personality as he slowly becomes more and more pony like. Thinking more like they do. Forgetting more about his human past. As he adjusts more and more to life as a pony in Kinderquestria. Maybe it could end with showing anon years later as a full grown mare. Having fully become a pony fully mentally. Albeit a lot more mature and intelligent, as well as a bit strange. Which are what remains of her original personality pre kinderquestria.

>>42371248
>strange
I hear she eats the savories before the sweets

>>42371800
LMAO

>>42371171
Eating ham was fine, what ponies didn't get was why he hadn't eaten any for a year. Like, the ham tree is right over there.

>>42372220
Definitely something that would happen. lol

>>42373084
What if the entire reason pegasi live in clouds is so they can't bump their heads?

>>42371248
Anyone interested in potentially writing a story like that. I'd do it myself but I'm not a good enough writer to pull off a kinderquestria story.

>>42373402
I think it would be a great Psychological horror story. I wouldn't write it because I don't have the skill to write that kind of shit.

>>42373560
Psychological horror....
Actually maybe I could possibly do it.
I mean most of my writing experience had been attempts to make creepypastas when I was like 12-14. So I have a bit of experience there. Though I'm still far from a good writer, your comment has given me inspiration to try.

>>42373560
> You wake up in a field of bright green grass. A beautiful blue sky with the occasional soft fluffy cloud was high above you. It would be a beautiful sight, if it weren't for the fact that you have no idea how you got here. Last thing you remembered was going to sleep in your bed.
> You try to get up but end up stumbling and falling flat on your face. You finally notice that you no longer have hands or feet. Instead you have 4 green hooves. Panic begins to flood your body as you look down to get a better view of your body. Realizing that you're some kind of female quadrupedal hooved creature.
> This realization causes you to start screaming. Your voice shrill, high pitched, and feminine. Your vision getting blurry and heart pounding. Nearly fainting.
> Eventually you calm down and try to stand. Shakily standing up. You look around. Noticing a village in the distance. A few pastel blurs approaching from the direction of the village. The sound of clopping slowly getting louder.
> Before you know it, you're surrounded by colorful ponies who all look quite concerned. Some are regular looking ones like you. Some have wings. And some have horns. They're all a lot bigger than you.
> "What's wrong little filly?" A mint green unicorn asks. Gently nuzzling you. It feels quite comforting, as much as you hate to admit it. You also realize that you're most likely the pony equivalent of a child.
> "Wh-where am I?" You hesitantly ask. Looking up at the mint unicorn. Shivering nervously. You're still quite scared due to the fact you're in a foreign body, are a different gender, have no idea where you are, and are surrounded by strange pastel colored animals you've never seen before. So quite a lot to be concerned about.
> "You're in ponyville!" The mint unicorn shouts happily. "I'm Lyra, what's your name?"
> You pause. Unsure whether or not you should say your real name. You don't know if such a name would be considered normal or not here in horse land. Shrinking a little, you shake nervously.
> Lyra nuzzles you some more, sensing your nervousness. "If you're too scared to say it right now, you don't have to. I can happily wait until you've calmed down to hear it."
> You sigh with relief. Relaxing a little. You're then suddenly wrapped up by a pair of legs. Lyra hugging and cuddling you. Feeling emotionally exhausted from all that has happened, and feeling very comfortable in the hug, you start to fall asleep. Before you know it, you out cold.
> Eventually you wake up in a comfortable soft bed. Lyra and a cream colored mare with a blue and pink mane both cuddling you. It feels amazing to your filly body, but your human mind wishes to get up and find out more.
(1/?)
(It's getting late here and I'm getting tired, so I'm going to bed. Will continue tomorrow.)

>>42303948
i cant wait for more

>>42373656
>>42373907
You're really not half bad. You gotta remember like 95% of the green writers here are shitposting amateurs, man. Myself included.
Intentional or not, I think using a lot of short sentences kinda sells the idea that you're a kid? Like you're suddenly slow on the uptake and don't realize it?

>>42373907
> Eventually you slowly worm your way out of the grasp of the 2 mares. Walking around slowly. Both to not wake them, and also because you've yet to get the hang of walking on all fours.
> Slowly, you explore the house. It's simple but cozy, with 2 stories and a basement. You almost feel at ease. Almost. You're still somewhat nervous, unsurprisingly.
> Eventually you just decided to relax on a couch in the 1st story and think over your situation. You've woken up in a strange unknown land in an equally strange and alien body. It seems you're currently in the care of Lyra and the other mare for now. So at least food and shelter won't be an issue. But you'll have to figure out the culture and societal norms of this place if you want to blend in and not draw attention to yourself.
> Eventually the two mares wake up and come downstairs to the living room. They approach and sit on each of your sides, sandwiching you between them.
> "Glad you woke up!" Lyra says cheerfully. "This is Bon Bon. Me and her are going to take care of you now. According to princess Twilight Sparkle, she couldn't find any records on you. So we offered to adopt you. Congratulations, you're now our daughter!"
> Lyra and Bon Bon proceed to hug you tightly. Both nuzzling into you. You instinctively let out a squeak of happiness, much to the surprise of your human brain. Your filly side filling your mind with immense pleasure from the affection.
> Then Bon Bon speaks up. "So what should we call you sweetie?" She asks curiously.
> "Uhm..." You say, trying to come up with a name. You then look around for any ideas for what would be a fitting pony name. Looking down at your hooves, noting the green color of them. Then you notice a hornet passing by a nearby window and an idea comes to you. "Green Hornet." You say hesitantly.
> They both smile down at you. Causing you relax. Happily smiling back at them. So far, it seems that despite the situation you're in, you don't have much to worry about, fortunately.
> Eventually Bon Bon gets up. "I'm gonna go make dinner. Lyra dear, keep an eye on Hornet please." Lyra nods obediently in response.
> Lyra takes out a brush and begins to gently brush your mane. The sensation causes you to feel immense bliss and causes you to relax further. "So what do you like to do?"
> You're about to say browse the internet, but then realize that you don't know if the internet even exists here. "I like to read." You say instead.
> "You'll love the local library then." She responds happily. "It has all kinds of books about all kinds of things."
> "That sounds nice." You say calmly. Subconsciously letting out a small whinny as you continue to relax. Your human brain trying to resist the filly urge to nuzzle into Lyra.
(2/?)

>>42374928
Thanks. lol

>>42375086
> Bon Bon eventually finishes making dinner and you all go to the dinner table to eat. It's a delicious carrot stew which you happily slurp up. Only thing of note that happened during the entire dinner was the fact that you found out your hooves can hold things, which is useful.
> After dinner, Bon Bon picks you up by the scruff of your neck and brings you to the bathroom. She proceeds to gently bathe you, much to your embarrassment. But you don't resist.
> You're then tucked into bed by the two mares. Having been given your own bedroom. The bright light of the moon illuminating it.
> "Good night Hornet. Rest well. Tomorrow is your first day of school." Bon Bon says gently as she and Lyra exit the room.
> You freeze up. This news shocking you. Having not realized that since you're a child now, you'll have to go back to school. Tomorrow is going to be interesting to say the least.
(3/?)

>>42374002
I can't wait to post more. Im currently finishing up a short green about Rainbow Dash being Anon's roommate and learning how not to be a slob. >>42363075
In the meantime, it looks like we got a new Anonfilly green.

:)

>>42375111
And so begins the first day of school.
> You wake up. Sun shining down brightly into your room. Letting out a little yawn, you stretch and head downstairs. Greeting your 'new moms'.
> You eat some cereal for breakfast and are taken to school by Lyra. She drops you off in the school yard, where other foals run about and play with each other. "Have a good day Hornet!" She then waves bye and leaves.
> You look around. Observing the other foals as they play before sitting down in a corner near the entrance of the school and relaxing. Deciding to wait for someone to approach you instead of approaching someone.
> You decide to look through your saddle bag while you wait for school to start. It's full of the typical school supplies. Pulling out a notebook and pencil, you begin to sketch to your heart's content. Drawing pictures of your original world.
> After a bit of drawing, a trio of fillies approaches you. One is a regular pony like you, but instead of a green coat and black mane, she has a yellow coat and red mane. The other 2 are an orange pegasus and white unicorn. Before you know it, you're surrounded by them.
> "Hello! It's nice to meet you! What's your name?" The white one says. Her voice high pitched and squeaky.
> "G-Green Hornet." You say nervously before shaking your head. Getting confused by how nervous you are. You're a grown man, not an actual filly. You shouldn't be so nervous.
> "It's nice ta meet ya Hornet! I'm Applebloom! And ma friends here are Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo!" The yellow one then says.
> "And we're the cutie mark crusaders!" Scootaloo shouts happily. Gesturing to the marks of their rumps, which all look similar to each other. You just now really notice that all the ponies, asides from the younger foals, have markings on their flanks. Well technically you did see them before, but didn't really think about it until now. You then look at your own flank, noticing it's currently blank.
> "I wonder what your cutie mark will be." Sweetie Belle says curiously. But before this conversation continues the school belly rings and you all head inside.
(4/?)

>>42375212
Inside the classroom.
> Your teacher is a regular pony (you really need to find out what exactly they're called) whose coat is a dark purplish pink and mane a mix of 2 different shades of light pink.
> The foals refer to her as 'Miss Cheerilee'. You note that down mentally as you sit down. Sitting in a corner in the back row.
> Nearby are the crusaders. They all wave at you. You awkwardly wave back.
> "Alright class, I'd like to introduce a new student." All the foals turn to look at you, causing you to shrink back a bit. The teacher gesturing for you to come up. Which you hesitantly do so.
> "Class, meet Green Hornet." Cheerilee says. "Hello Green Hornet." The class says in unison. Cheerilee turning to look at you.
> "H-hello, it's nice to meet you all." You hesitantly say. Quite nervous. Feeling embarrassed that you're acting like this, you're supposed to be a grown man. You shouldn't be acting like a filly. Even if you're in the body of one.
> You sit back down and try to make yourself look smaller. Wanting to avoid as much attention as possible. Unfortunately it's not very effective.
> Before you know it, it's already recess. Having spent most of the time doodling in your notebook. Having easily finished the work your teacher gave you within a matter of minutes.
> Deciding you should probably play with some of the foals to avoid standing out, you approach the crusaders. They're playing tag. And luckily for you, they're more than happy to have you join. Much to your surprise, you end up enjoying playing with them immensely.
> Before you know it, recess is over and it's time to head back inside. The rest of the school day going by just as quickly. Although the crusaders offer to take you to their clubhouse and hangout, you're feeling quite tired and just want to relax a little. So you head back to Lyra's and Bon Bon's house.
(5/?)

>>42375406
Back at 'home'.
> You wave to Lyra who's laying down on the couch as you enter. Heading up to your room and laying down on your bed. Looking around your room, you notice that there's some new things. A toy chest with a few toys in it. A package of crayons. And a painting hanging on a wall that depicts ponyville at sunset.
> You decide to draw as you relax. Making a few sketches of the sights you've seen so far since since ending up in this world. Eventually falling asleep and taking a nap.
> Eventually you're waken up by Lyra. "Dinner time.~" She says happily. You follow her down to the dinner table. Bon Bon waving at you two as you enter and sit down.
> "So how was school today? You make any friends?" Bon Bon asks innocently. Taking a bite out of a baked potato.
> "It was good I guess. Made friends with a trio of fillies called the cutie mark crusaders. Besides that, it wasn't very eventful. Spent most of my time drawing. The school work the teacher handed out was pretty easy."
> Lyra chuckles. "Looks like our little girl is a genius, honey." She says as she turns to look at her partner.
> Bon Bon simply smiles and giggles in response.
> After dinner, the rest of the night goes by quickly. You get bathed, have dessert, snuggle with Lyra and Bon Bon for a bit, brush your teeth, and then go to bed.
(6/?)

>>42375471
A couple of months later.
> You trot down the street with your fellow fillies. Humming happily. Heading towards a candy store. You don't have any bits, but luckily one of your moms is the owner of the store. All the other foals are jealous of that.
> You and the crusaders happily ask your mom for some candy. And she happily oblidges. Absolutely spoiling you and your friends.
> You and the crusaders then head out to the crusader's clubhouse. Today you're going to try figuring out what your cutie mark could potentially be. Since you're currently still a blank flank.
> As you walk along the road with your friends, you pull out your notebook and look through it. As you do, you suddenly pause. Looking at some of the first drawings you drew in it. Drawings of your original world. A feeling of dread and horror filling you.
> You realize how you've barely even thought about your original world after only a couple of weeks. How you've already started to see yourself as a filly. How you're already seeing Lyra and Bon Bon as your moms and their house as your home. How you're already starting to forget some things about your original world. And worse of all, how your personality is starting to change. Becoming as infantile as all the other ponies that call this world home.
> Your friends notice that you suddenly stopped. As well as the look of dread on your face. Looks of concern starting to form on their faces.
> "What's wrong Hornet?" Applebloom asks with concern.
> "I-it's nothing..." You lie. It doesn't look like any of them actually believe you, but they don't push the topic.
> You continue to follow them to the clubhouse. Still excited to find your cutie mark, but not as excited as before. The dread caused by the fact you're starting to change mentally still lingers in your mind.
> Eventually you all arrive at the clubhouse and head inside.
(7/?)

>>42375538
In the clubhouse.
> "So what is it you like to do, Hornet?" Sweetie Belle asks curiously. Scooting up a little towards you.
> "Well I like to read, draw, make music with my mom Lyra, I play the trumpet and she plays the lyre, and help my mom Bon Bon make sweets." You reply. Eating a gummy made by your mom.
> "Maybe your talent is illustrating and writing books?" Scootaloo suggests. Handing you some paper and a pencil.
> "That's a great idea Scootaloo!" Applebloom shouts. Complimenting the pegasus. Causing Scootaloo to blush a little.
> You happily begin to write and draw. Finding that you enjoy it immensely. Before you know it, you finish and have a small book's worth of pages. Stapling it together and and handing the book to the crusaders.
> They slowly read through the book before turning to look at you. All three smiling at you.
> "This is really good!" Scootaloo says. Her wings flapping a little.
> "Yeah!" Applebloom and Sweetie Belle say in unison.
> The praise makes your cheeks flush. A glow now coming from your flanks. Before you know it, the glow has died down and a cutie mark us staring you in the face. An open book with a pencil writing a question mark on it.
> You jump up with joy and hug the crusaders tightly. The trio hugging back happily. You can't wait to show your moms that you got your cutie mark.
(8/?)

>>42375591
A couple of days later.
> You're writing another book. You've been doing that a lot lately. That and also illustrating them.
> Outside you hear screams and commotion. Curiously you head outside to see what the fuss is. Especially since it makes it hard to focus on the book you're writing.
> Outside you see some ponies running away from a manticore. But you're not too concerned. This world is quite tame compared to your previous world. Without a single bit of hesitation, you pickup a nearby newspaper off the ground and bap the creature on the snoot. "No! Bad manticore! Bad!"
> The creature proceeds to turn tail and run. The other ponies staring at you in awe. You causally shrug and turn to head back inside. But before you get the chance to, you're sweeped up by the crowd and are carried away. The crowd shouting and cheering. Pinkie Pie already setting up a party to celebrate your 'heroic deed'.
> You sigh. Today is going to be a long day.
(9/?)

>>42375614
Years later.
> You're a grown mare now. You can barely remember your old life now, but you hardly care about that nowadays. You've more or less settled into the world. You're a successful author, and a 'hero'. Although your heroic deeds have just been bapping any villain or monster causing trouble you come across with a rolled up newspaper.
> Whenever you're not writing, you help your mom Bon Bon with her shop as a side job.
> Life is good. Sure somethings you do other ponies consider odd. Such as how you prefer salty and savory things over sweets. How you don't really care if you're insulted. You've heard far worse when you were human. How most things that scared other ponies didn't phase you in the slightest. How you had a darker sense of humor compared others. But despite that, they still accept you.
> Taking a sip of coffee, you stretch and head outside. You felt like visiting your mom's today.
The end.
(10/10)

>>42375650
nice green anon, here's a (you)

>>42375669
Thanks!

>>42375650
Good shit, I like it.

>>42375688
Glad you did!

>>42375688
That is the most horrifying numget I've ever laid my eyes upon

>>42376757
Shh, that's secret horse knowledge for subduing a birdhorse

>>42377230
The fact that Bonkles is a dead franchise must never escape containment. Billions would cry.

Twiggy needs sriracha

>>42377661
Da consumer.

>>42377239
> Bionicles is dead. Billions must cry.

>>42378768
I think I would cry if a mare offered me a hug...

>>42378804
Real

>>42375650
Nice.

>>42379890
>Horse sighted
>Uppies inbound

>>42379904
hell yeah based

Do one of you have the greentext image where anon asked Celestia if she's ever farted really hard because her butt itched I can't find it

>>42380199
im seconding this as ive never heard of it before and now im curious

>>42380231
I remember at the end he turns to Twilight and proclaims that she owes him 10 bits or something

>>42379502
Glad you like it!

>>42380287
That's a lot of money- does Twilight need an intervention for gambling?

>>42310187
>No, I do not have a pone paste. I should though
I agree, I am liking what I am seeing and don't want it to fall through the cracks.

>>42302815 (OP)
Tell me you're clinically depressed without telling me you're too chicken shit to kill yourself.
Tell me your dad beat you without telling me you're mentally retarded.

>>42371248
That is just snuff with extra steps. If you take away someones body and mind what is left. Nothing. You have just killed them in a convoluted manner.

>>42381130
Snoof?

>>42381130
No.

>>42380512
>>42342551

>>42381736
Fluttershy you don't need to be so shy, it's just a box of tea, you can have it

Anonfilly/Anonmare in Kinderquestria is underrated. lol
Just trying to blend in with the goofy horses while having the brain of regular anon.

>>42382884
Woona sandwich.

>>42382884
Chez, or honey?

>>42383046
>Chez
Do you mean cheese?

>>42383135
No, Chez. It's Fancee, like the Princess.

>Whores have sex for money
>Kinderponies know about sex but just for procreation
>A whore is therefore a professional mom, a compliment

>>42346132
And you get so triggered everytime a single flag is shown that you're infinitely more annoying.

>>42384691
Pardon? You are aware that there's more than one S1 Luna flaggot on the board right?

>>42385159

Is she going to eat that?

>>42385189
You know she will

>>42385886
Security level: ABSOLUTE

prebbed

pre bed moon

>>42387188
I doubt those packaged chips were made with love

PINKIE SAID THE FUCK WORD

>>42388013
Her punishment: Having Dyx ride her.

>>42388314
Honestly a fate worse than death

>>42388555
Yeah. Just ask Tirek.

>>42375650
Made a ponepaste.
https://ponepaste.org/11228

>>42342551
>>42389631
added to the pastedown

>>42390174
It's 3am and for some reason I assumed limestone was pronounced like minestrone the soup

>>42390174
Typical limestone behavior.

>>42391375
Scritcha da rumpus

Boop

>>42391955
:3

little shit

>>42393417
>Chopping it makes 2 lvl 1 sticks
>Can't burn it, not allowed to have a lighter
>Guardsmare class can't tame beavers
>Only get basic paladin spells, Summon Termites is a drood spell
She really is fucked, huh?

>>42393417
>>42393694
bravest guardmare in kinderquestria by the way

Esoteric mathematics

Got dam board fast today

>>42394896
yeah I've been noticing it running faster during the days and slower at night.

>SCP-745
>Containment Class: Euclid
>Risk Assessment: Pending

>Special Containment Protocols:
>SCP-745 is to be kept in a standard indoor containment backyard.
>All standard amenities shall be provided except the standard swingset will be replaced with an alternate playground unit

>Description:
>SCP-745 outwardly appears to be a normal earth pony, approximately 8 years of age
>SCP-745's anomalous properties engage when using a swingset. In such an event, SCP-745 will claim to be able to go all the way around.
>Despite the impossibility of such an event, observers will insist they saw her do it, and ignore video evidence to the contrary.

>>42395414
Adorable Apul at her forest oven

>>42395962
You could say its an apple-cute instead of a barbecue

>>42396006
>implying ponies grill barbie dolls

>>42396163
Now I want someonr to draw that.

>>42396197
*someone

Filly crown

>>42395195
Peak poner intelligence.

>>42397031
>*licks her*

pre bed boop

>>42397368
Scootaloo deserves her own ultralight plane

>>42397886
Cute

>>42397886
>Rage baby
Is that like a rage zombie but instead of turning you into one of them you get roped into babysitting?

>>42397886
My friend says I do that every time I get furious at cars

>>42398904
The face of a mare who's worked 14 consecutive night shifts

>>42398904
Most sane pony behavior.

>>42399114
There can't be a cute mare store, slavery is illegal

>>42399361
Tell that to /spg/.

>>42399363
I'd rather not go there, it's probably sticky and weird-smelling