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>Wake up in Anontown.
>Make conversation with Anon, Anon and Anon on the way to work.
>You can't tell anyone apart, but it hasn't stopped certain groups from making their own identifiers.
>Mainly, the waifufags.
>Many have taken to decorating their saddlebags with the cutie marks of their Best Pony, but some have taken it a step further.
>Two unicorns once walked into the local bar both wearing a cape and magician hat and declared a magic duel to claim the title of "Great and Powerful." Magic's still banned indoors thanks to them.
>A bunch of Dashfags in the early days actually banded together to create the local weather team, which was a stormy disaster at first since not one of them actually mastered flight yet.
>Recently, there was talk of a Nightmare Moon cult that kidnapped and sacrificed some random non-Anon who strolled into town one day, but Moonfags wouldn't go that far, right?
>Right?
>Finish up things with your quartet, laughing it off as you go off on your own down a secluded path.
>While trotting, hear a rustling in the bushes off to the side.
>Obviously can't be anything good, so you back up. Or at least, you try.
>Bump into somepony that wasn't there before, and before you can turn around to see them- a green hoof is around your neck.
>Panic mode instincts kick in, but bucking your assailant off is an intense struggle.
>So much that you don't even register the cloaked Anonpone walking out of the bushes, until there's a knife levitated up to your throat.
>Oh fuck.
>Stop struggling and open your mouth to try to plead, but their voice cuts you off before you even begin.
>"Sun. Or Moon."
>Double fuck.
>>42338737
>Wake up in Anontown.
>Make conversation with Anon, Anon and Anon on the way to work.
>You can't tell anyone apart, but it hasn't stopped certain groups from making their own identifiers.
>Mainly, the waifufags.
>Many have taken to decorating their saddlebags with the cutie marks of their Best Pony, but some have taken it a step further.
>Two unicorns once walked into the local bar both wearing a cape and magician hat and declared a magic duel to claim the title of "Great and Powerful." Magic's still banned indoors thanks to them.
>A bunch of Dashfags in the early days actually banded together to create the local weather team, which was a stormy disaster at first since not one of them actually mastered flight yet.
>Recently, there was talk of a Nightmare Moon cult that kidnapped and sacrificed some random non-Anon who strolled into town one day, but Moonfags wouldn't go that far, right?
>Right?
>Finish up things with your quartet, laughing it off as you go off on your own down a secluded path.
>While trotting, hear a rustling in the bushes off to the side.
>Obviously can't be anything good, so you back up. Or at least, you try.
>Bump into somepony that wasn't there before, and before you can turn around to see them- a green hoof is around your neck.
>Panic mode instincts kick in, but bucking your assailant off is an intense struggle.
>So much that you don't even register the cloaked Anonpone walking out of the bushes, until there's a knife levitated up to your throat.
>Oh fuck.
>Stop struggling and open your mouth to try to plead, but their voice cuts you off before you even begin.
>"Sun. Or Moon."
>Double fuck.
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