>>42603322
My vote was for AnonLoli but that can be the next OP

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>>42603338
I'll try to remember that for the next one.

>>42603322
Is that Scootaloo?

>>42603366
Yeah, I think so.

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>>42603322
CONQUER THE CUTE AND FUNNY!

>>42603366
Scootus Looticus

>>42603322
I would marry my Scoots Spartan wife

>>42603388
Wouldn't that be rgre? Cause she'd be the spartan instead of u?

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>>42603375
>Ugly western cartoon face and nose

>>42603439
I feel like that's the point here? Surely this is like, captain diversity.. here to stop our fun

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More 80s Scoots!

>>42603538
I don’t like that this looks like the ultra loser Pokehidden art style

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>>42603583
Sadly I couldn't find any art of Scoots on 80s attire. Well none that were humanized anyways

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Little girls with big chests!

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>>42603322
Too many clothes on

>>42604979
SEX

>>42605119
Anon, she is underage-

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>>42604887
Mauling tiny bodies with massive mammaries.

>>42604979
I need to make an 80s green at some point

>>42604887
i choose to believe this depicts giant pillows she's stuffed into... ... no, any top that size is immediately in a world i don't wanna be in..

>>42605136
i see hips, i think you're wrong. she is at-age.

>>42605732
Laws say no, biology says yes

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>>42605886
>Laws
Rookie Office Cadance's penal code dicktates that love takes precedence over law.
You're right, NAI often uses show style by default but that ish is expensive, dawg!

>>42605930
we need more ruffly-skirt polices.

>>42605930
hehehehehehe. penal.

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>>42603439
Also
>brown
>cripple

>>42605982
i said that already

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>>42604979
More 80s lolis!

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>>42606108

>>42606191
>>42606108
SO CUTE

>>42606108
>>42606191
So tubular, bro!

>>42605136
SEX SEX SEX SEX

>>42606191
I wonder what kid Anon would look like in the 80s. We've never had shota here before right?

>>42606459
Haven't tried in a long time, the mods have historically not liked it though.
Only a few shota!non greens were ever made.

>>42606459
Hmm? You mean like art? Not really, sometimes people age Anon down for greens. Technically Anon is you, but he's also me. He's all of us, a collective of the /mlp/ mind.

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>>42606459
Here's Kid Anon though.

>>42604979
>>42606108
>>42606191

>be Apple Bloom
>bored at home
>phone rings
>AJ yells up the stairs that it's for you
>run all the way down to the kitchen because there is only one phone in the house
>it's Scootaloo
>she wants to meet up at the mall
>tell her sure
>hang up
>ask AJ to drive you to the mall
>she doesn't want to
>go ask Big Mac
>he doesn't want to either
>keep whining until finally he agrees
>Big Mac drives you all the way from the farm to the mall in his 4x4 pickup with the big tires and the hi-beam lights on the roof
>blasting Def Leppard the whole way
>tell him to pick you up at 9 before they close
"Eeeeyup"
>drives off
>go inside, look for Scoot
>find her at the food court eating one of those big pretzels
>decide to grab an Orange Julius and some TCBY frozen yogurt
"...so then she was all like, no WAY, and I was all like, WAAAY, and then she was all like, NO. WAY. But I was all like, WAAAAAY..."
>Scoot keeps going on and on about some bullshit that happened at school or something
>you can't even follow what she's saying
>ever since she heard "Valley Girl" on the radio last week she's been talking this way
>it kind of gets on your nerves but whatever
>she'll grow out of it soon, you hope
>interrupt her because you finally can't take it anymore
>suggest going to Sam Goody to look at cassette tapes
>Scoot thinks that would be totally rad
>in Sam Goody now
>browsing through the racks
>pretend to be looking for the new Motley Crue but actually you're looking for the new Bryan Adams
>suddenly Scoot nudges your shoulder
"Hey, look, it's your boyfriend..."
>you look up
"Oh, crap."
>it's that weird guy Anon
>he's always following you around even though he's like 25
>you try to hide behind a cardboard cutout of Cyndi Lauper
>but it's too late, he's already seen you
>he comes up, starts talking
>says he made you another mixtape
>say thank you, put it in your pocket
>he says you should listen to it right away because he worked really hard on it
>tell him you don't have your Walkman so you can't
>he points to the giant Walkman clipped to the pocket of your jeans and the headphones around your neck
>tell him it's broken and you're just wearing it as a fashion accessory
>if that's true, he wonders, then why does he hear New Kids on the Block coming out of your headphones right now
>blush
>tell him it's his imagination
>besides, you wouldn't be listening to New Kids on the Block anyway
>he says whatever, just be sure to listen to his tape later
>finally leaves
>Scoot immediately starts teasing you
>she wants you to put the tape in and play it
>tell her no way
>it's probably just a bunch of Oingo Boingo songs like the last one he made you
>she reminds you that "My Sharona" was also on there
>tell her that doesn't really make it better
>she keeps teasing you as you pay for your Bryan Adams tape and exit the store
>you're starting to get mad
>tell her that if she likes Anon so much then maybe she should go out with him

>>42606708
>Scoot makes a face
"Eeeeew, like, gag me with a spoon..."
>you're sorely tempted to grant her request
>but you threw away your spoon when you finished your TCBY yogurt
>try to change the subject by suggesting the two of you go to the arcade
>Scoot is in favor of this
>as you're walking there she starts bragging about how she just got a brand-new Atari 2600 for her birthday
>god damn it
>you already spent the whole school day listening to her yap about this
>but you don't mind it so long as she's not talking about you and Anon any more
>besides, you know that getting that Atari was a pretty big deal for her
>her family is, like, totally poor
>god damn it
>now she's even got your inner monologue talking like a valley girl
>her family is poor, you correct yourself
>meanwhile, you reach the arcade
>and she keeps talking
>and talking
>you're on your fourth game of Ms. Pac Man by now
>and Scoot still won't shut up about how she can fucking play Pong whenever she wants to and it won't even cost a quarter
>finally she suggests you sleep over at her house tonight so the two of you can play it
>as annoyed as you've been with Scoot today you can't help but agree
>you've always been curious what her house is like
>and besides, you really do want to play her Atari
>the two of you leave the arcade and go back to the food court
>there's a pay phone here, you can call Big Mac and tell him you won't need a ride
>get to the phone, realize you spent your last quarter on Ms. Pac Man
>Scoot doesn't have any money either
>big surprise there
>you go to the fountain to see if anyone threw any quarters in there
>it's all pennies though
>Scoot suggests just grabbing 25 of those and trading them for a quarter at Orange Julius
>but it sounds like too much trouble
>besides, the last time you went fishing around in the fountain you got caught by the security guard
>god damn it
>looks like you have no choice
>the two of you wander around the mall until you bump into Anon again
>tell him you need a quarter so you can call your brother
>he offers to give you a ride home instead
>tell him no thanks
>you just need a quarter
>he asks if you've had a chance to listen to the tape yet
>you tell him no, not yet
>your Walkman is out of batteries
>meanwhile "The Right Stuff" can clearly be heard coming out of your headphones
>anyway you have to flirt with him a little but eventually he gives you some money
>he reminds you to listen to the tape, he wants to know what you think of it
>says goodbye and walks off
>you can feel your whole body burning red
>Scoot is doubled over laughing
>tell her to cram it
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry. So how much did he give you, anyway?"
>look at the bill he handed you
>holy shit, it's like twenty bucks
>Scoot immediately suggests seeing a movie
>tell her you need to call your brother first
>she reminds you that you need to break the bill and get change anyway
>you can't dispute the logic of this
>so the two of you go to the movie theater

>>42606717
>spend some time arguing about which movie to see
>Scoot really wants to see A Nightmare on Elm Street
>but you don't like those kinds of movies
>plus The Karate Kid is playing and you really, really want to see it
>you've been madly in love with Ralph Macchio ever since you saw the preview
>but you don't want to explain that to Scootaloo because she'll tease you about it
>so you give her some half-assed excuse about how it's because you want to learn karate
>she doesn't buy it for a second
>immediately starts giving you shit about Ralph Macchio
>you blush
>then she starts giving you shit about Anon again
>you blush harder
>she wonders who would win if Ralph Macchio and Anon ever got into a fight over you
>which is stupid
>obviously Ralph Macchio would win because he knows karate
>and Anon is a jerk, he's not even cute or anything
>even though it was kind of nice of him to give you the $20
>anyway, you restrain the urge to use your karate moves on Scootaloo
>you tell her that if she'll shut the hell up already, you'll agree to watch A Nightmare on Elm Street with her
>you figure the ticket guy probably won't let you guys into that movie without an adult anyway
>then you can go see Ralph Macchio instead
>but the ticket guy doesn't even give a shit, he just sells you the tickets
>doesn't ask for an ID or anything
>god damn it
>oh well, at least they have popcorn and stuff in here, you're getting hungry again
>get yourself a popcorn and a soda and a pack of Twizzlers
>Scootaloo gets nachos, a soda and a hot dog
>you've already spent like half your money but whatever
>as long as you have a quarter left over that's all that matters
>anyway, you watch the movie
>it's actually not as scary as you thought it would be
>you're actually kind of enjoying it
>you look over and notice that Scootaloo looks really scared, though
>she jumps at all the scary parts and keeps trying to cover her eyes while holding her food
>at one point Freddy Krueger makes her jump so hard she spills soda on the old guy sitting in the row ahead
>he seems annoyed
>by the time you're walking out of the theater she's recovered herself and keeps trying to laugh it off, but you're not having it
>you've finally got something you can give her shit about and you're not going to cut her any slack
>you flap your elbows like wings and make chicken noises at her
>she gets flustered and turns bright red
>she tries to turn it back around on you and starts in about Anon again
>but you just turn it back around on her
>you wonder out loud if Anon likes eating chicken
>the conversation gets pretty raunchy from there
>by the end of it you're both laughing hysterically
>the other people in the crowd keep giving both of you dirty looks
>you realize that you were both probably making a lot of noise during the movie

>>42606717
wasnt TCBY kind of a late 90s thing?

anyway lovin this.

>>42606804
>also, you notice the guy that Scoot spilled her soda on complaining to the manager on your way out
>you overhear him saying something about how kids your age shouldn't even be watching a movie like that in the first place
>you feel kind of bad for the ticket guy
>he's probably going to get in trouble for letting you in
>but you're having way too much fun to feel bad about it for long
>eventually you both end up back in the food court eating more frozen yogurt
>you suddenly notice that the food court is nearly empty and some of the restaurants have those metal grate thingies pulled down
>you cut Scootaloo off in the middle of her sentence and ask her what time it is
>she looks at her cheap off-brand digital wristwatch
"Oh crap, it's 9:15 already!"
>you realize you still have like 4 dollar bills left in your pocket plus several quarters, but you completely forgot to call Big Mac
>you and Scoot go running through the mall to the exit
>sure enough Big Mac is sitting outside in his truck
>he looks mad
>he looks even madder after you explain that you are staying at Scootaloo's tonight and didn't actually need a ride
>you meant to call him but you forgot, you explain
>he doesn't say anything, he just drives off
>you can hear his Def Leppard tape fading into the distance
>you turn to see Scoot giving you a funny look
"Why did you tell him to leave, anyway? He could have just given us a ride to my house."
"Wait, isn't someone comin' to pick you up?"
"No, I just walked here."
"Oh."
>Scoot rolls her eyes
"Smooth move, Ex-Lax."
>by the time you finally get to Scoot's house, it's almost ten
>but she's been going on and on about her Atari 2600 the entire time
>you're getting pretty excited about an entire night of Pong, and you're both pretty hopped up on sugar by this point
>neither one of you is especially tired
>however, when you see Scootaloo's house you stop walking
"Uh, is this really where you live, Scoot?"
>you're looking at a beat up old house with ghetto bars on the windows and a rusted El Camino in the lawn
"Yeah, what of it?"
>Scoot seems a little defensive so you don't push it
>but you've driven past this house with your sister many times before
>you never knew anyone actually lived in it
>you always assumed it was abandoned
>or maybe a crack house or something
>when you were little you thought it was haunted
>anyway, Scoot opens the door
"I'm home!"
>a woman who sounds drunk shouts something unintelligible in response
>it turns out that Scoot lives with her two aunts
>you're not sure where her parents are and you're not sure if it would be polite to ask
>so you don't say anything about it
>but her house is...an experience
>there's furniture from just about every decade except the current one
>all of it in pretty bad shape
>most of the wallpaper is gone
>the whole place smells like cigarette smoke
>plus they've got like 20 cats
>surprisingly though, they also have a brand new color TV
>cable even
>one of her aunts is watching WWF on it

>>42606875
I remember it from when I was a kid in the 80s, and I don't think I've actually seen one since like 1992. According to their website the company still exists and has restaurants though, surprisingly. Might have to try and find one within driving distance.

>>42606877
anyway I think that's all I have in me for tonight but I will try to write some more tomorrow.

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>>42606877
don't stop bro

>>42606928
Aww... ok. Have a nice rest!

>>42604887
Vinly is my favorite oppai loli

>>42606877
Definitely been over to some friends' houses like that as a kid, shit was uncomfortable. This is a fun read though, excited for more.

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>>42606459
Something like this I'd imagine

>Everyone gay in Roman times
>Other soldiers see their Lieutenant Anonymous Max going to the bath with a 'boyish' looking younger soldier
>Discreetly follow behind them
>Leave a few minutes later looking let down
>"..I can't believe it was a girl."
Oh no did I just do a reverse trap thing, swear to bob I didn't mean to.

>>42608452
Reverse trap reminds of an idea with someone like Scoots though.
>Anon let's his guard down with Scoots going into somewhere like a men's locker room/public shower
>Doesn't think anything of Scoots coming with since this would be normal and not any kind of problem if Scoots were a boy
>Ends up naked in said place with a little girl who's very interested in him and his male parts

>>42608476
Hey I read a Chinese comic like that before, slutty little brown girl would sneak into mens rooms and bath houses for some oji-san D.

>>42606877
>anyway, Scoot introduces you to her two aunts
>they seem a little too interested in you and it makes you uncomfortable
>you're happy to get upstairs to Scoot's room and close the door
>Scoot's room is...interesting
>it's a complete mess of course, just like the rest of the house
>walls are covered with weird, incongruous posters
>a photo of Alice Cooper holding a rotting skull is hanging right next to Molly Ringwald in 16 Candles
>hilariously, she has what appears to be a shrine to Corey Haim taped to the mirror on her dressing table
>she quickly throws a jacket over it and scowls
>you suppress laughter
>Scoot points to the top bunk of her bunk bed
"Uh, you can sleep there tonight if you want"
>you look
>there's a giant pile of dirty clothes on top of it
>Scoot blushes
>grabs the clothes and throws them into a corner
>a cat that was sleeping under the the pile hisses at her and runs out the door
>you continue to suppress laughter
"Anyway, here's my Atari", she mutters
>she moves another pile of dirty clothes off of a TV
>it's smaller than the one downstairs
>but it's still a newer color model
>apparently TVs are the one thing this family is willing to spend money on
>you move in closer to examine the fabled Atari 2600
>it's frigging ColecoVision
>Scoot apparently doesn't know the difference
>also, she doesn't even have Pong
>you're not even sure if this thing can run Pong
>the only game she has is Donkey Kong, which came with the system
>apparently Scoot thinks this is what Pong is
>whatever though, it's a fun game
>actually better than Pong
>play it for a couple of hours
>Scoot's weird aunts keep popping in to "check" on the two of you
>they're starting to give you the creeps but whatever
>start to get hungry
>Scoot says there are some frozen pizzas you guys could heat up
>sounds great, head down to the kitchen
>heat up some pizzas
>they're the cheap but good kind
>take them back upstairs along with a two-liter bottle of store-brand fruit punch and some potato chips
>you can't really play games while eating so you switch on the TV
>Scoot has cable which is nice
>your farm is too far out of the way to get cable, so you have a giant satellite dish behind the house
>also Granny Smith is concerned about "Satanic influences" so you're not allowed to watch most of the channels
>you've never even seen MTV before
>Scoot's aunts don't give a shit though, they just let her watch whatever
>the two of you eat pizza and watch music videos
>after you're finished eating you guys end up doing impromptu karaoke, singing along with the videos
>apparently Scoot knows all the lyrics to "Take on Me"
>even the parts where he's singing in a really high voice and you could never tell what he's saying
>turns out he's saying "I'll be gone in a day or two"
>you're learning a lot today
>anyway after that, "Shout at the Devil" comes on so you pretty much have to
>Granny Smith would probably have a heart attack if she saw you singing along to this

>>42608695
>she doesn't know video games
aww

>>42608695
>Store brand fruit punch
Man stop writing my childhood, this wasn't a friends house for me, lmao it was my cousins house.
>Adults doing fuckall who cares
>Kids playing Vidya and guzzling store brand soda

>>42608695
>you don't know all the words though so you end up fudging a lot of it
>Scoot joins in too, but she doesn't know all the words to this one either
>you're both fudging through the fast parts singing different made up nonsense
>but when it gets to the part where he says "bloodstain on the stay-yay-yage" you both nail it
>then you both start cracking up
>finally one of her aunts pounds on the door and yells at you to be quiet
>you look at the digital clock on Scoot's dresser
>turns out it's like one in the morning
>whoops.jpg
>or maybe the word "whoops" spelled out in crude vector graphics and saved to a cassette backup
>or whatever they would have had back then
>anyway neither of you feel like going to sleep yet
>but you agree to be quiet
>turn the volume down a little and stop singing along with the videos
>after about 30 minutes you realize you're both hungry again and sneak back downstairs to heat up another pizza
>eat more pizza, watch more videos
>then "Heaven" by Bryan Adams comes on
>god damn it
>there's no way you'll be able to make it through this one without tearing up
>however it looks like Scootaloo is having the same problem
>turns out you both really love Bryan Adams
>you confess that Bryan Adams is the only man you'd be willing to divorce Ralph Macchio for
>you expect to just get made fun of again
>but instead Scoot gets mad, insisting that she's going to marry Bryan Adams
>this devolves into a heated argument over which one of you will actually get to marry Bryan Adams
>decide to settle it with a game of Pong
>which apparently means playing Donkey Kong for another hour
>whoever ends up with the highest score gets to marry Bryan Adams
>the competition gets pretty heated
>Scoot's aunt has to bang on the door again at one point
>but ultimately it ends with Scootaloo as the victor
>you mumble that it isn't fair because it's her game and she plays it all the time
>she keeps on giving you shit about it though
>besides, she says, it's not fair that you should get to have Ralph Macchio and Bryan Adams and Anon
>you tell her she can have Anon if she wants
>she doesn't
>this devolves into a ten minute session of making fun of Anon
>eventually Scoot asks if you still have Anon's mixtape
>you lie and say you threw it away
"Too bad, it would have been fun to laugh at it"
>at this point it's almost 4 in the morning
>you guys are getting to the point where neither one of you can think straight and every idiotic thing is really funny
>finally decide it's time for bed
>shut out the lights
>end up whispering and making stupid jokes in the dark for another half hour
>eventually Scoot starts snoring
>loud
>you're really tired but you can't fall asleep because of it
>plus Scoot's bedsheets are kind of grimy and smell weird
>you wonder when was the last time they were washed
>finally you climb down off the bunk and rummage around until you find where you put your Walkman
>listen to New Kids on the Block until eventually you fall asleep

>Pull up to your girls house in your 80's shaggin' wagon
What're you playing, /jdb/?
inb4 oingo boingo
For me it's
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ncp1RtdO94I

>>42608905
lovin it

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I love how this place still gets greens

>>42609136
They'd never be seen again after getting into my car because we'd get married and move.

>>42608905
I want more Anon and maybe other girls to show up as a fun reference; at least Swibbles

>>42609549
I don't think even a 90s fluttershy would suddenly have 90s confidence.. she would be that gawky shy girl from the Very Special Episodes.. (also I think there's an uncolored part next to her neck)

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>>42609575
I agree

>>42609613
whomst the fuck paid cass to draw a big tiddy scoot. wait, is it just AI trained on her art? damn, she's really made it big.

>>42609613
>>42609627
It's a very fine oppai Scoots pic. Also I still really love the idea of an oppai Scoots who makes a DFC Dashie jealous.

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AInon, work your magic

>>42610057
?

>>42610329
I'm asking the thread's resident ai wizard for a Fleur loli
All this stuff is too complicated for a brainlet like me so I'm hoping he can make something cute

>>42609627
It's an AI pic

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>>42610366
Grok is pretty lenient, as long as it's not NSFW.

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>>42610057
https://files.catbox.moe/7r5lhi.png

>>42610405
then she really made it big!!!

>>42610590
Peak as always. Thanks anon.

>>42610366
It's a lot of trial and error but before you know it you'll be all
>solo, flat chest, plunging neckline, navel ring, belly chain, bare legs, barefeet, etc..
Yourself!

>>42610554
Sweetie Belle cat stockings are pure sex

>>42610869
plap

>>42610869
Nice

>>42611026
>*chu*

>>42611026
flat!

>>42611026
Cute. Fucking Anonloli is still very gay though

>>42611128
this one is not a boy.

>>42611195
Still gay, worst OC.

>>42611195
You're in for a surprise once "her" clothes come off.

>>42611229
noooooo this is anonstallion's daughter, anonfilly.

>>42611257
Why are their arms so tumorous and mega man-tier

>>42611257
Why is "Applebloom" described as having Big Mac genes? They're related, but they ought to be called Bright Mac genes. Unless...

>>42611257
So Sweetie's the 70s girl
Scootaloo is the 80s girl
And AB is the 90s (?) girl

>>42611299
her dad her dad her dad her dad

>>42611257
>12y/o
Already too old to start, a relationship

>>42611456
That's literally the best age

>>42610869
Much better

>>42611509
Best age but not for starting, you want to start younger and then properly enjoy the best age after at least 3 years of wholesome relationship

>>42611654
iunno man i mean
no two people are alike, but I feel like 11 is the earliest anyone can be called the best. I was sexy as fuck at 11, I was not at 10. and I'm way ahead of most.

>>42611679
>I was sexy as fuck at 11, I was not at 10
shit genes

>>42611679
LONDON
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>>42611701
I'm also a fella, anon
had a sweet-ass 11-year-old almostache and I was just about 6 feet tall, too. Gettin there. 5'10" i think.

Get a room.

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More greens. The 80s one, and the Twist one. And also that other scoots one last thread

>>42611729
Nothing against the Twist guy but I just can't keep going I I I I I I I I.
I this, then I that, bro, get that that talking in second person down, please.

>>42610869
This >>42611569 but as loli please

>>42611736
What the fuck? How illiterate do you have to be before you can't read a story written in first-person? Stop gooning for fifteen minutes, step away from the glowing screen, and read a physical book.

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>>42611736
MY EYE MY EYE MY EYE
I NEED A COCKTOR

>>42611776
i imagine it's more that the structure of 'event, event, event, event' works better in second person. First or thirdperson stories tend to have a lot more... filler, descriptions.. they're not just like, prompts in a text adventure.

>>42611776
Sorry Mr esteemed author, i'll just take a shot everytime I read 'I' so the liver failure takes me before you make another post.

>>42611799
Would you prefer greens in 1st or 3rd person? 2nd person greens are the staple here, it's one of the few things that separates this place from everywhere else.

>>42611804
>thinking that I'm the author
All I do is read. Reading a first person story is a basic skill. It's okay to prefer second person, but when you bitch about not being able to read first person, you sound like a mentally retarded yak.

>>42611837
Yeah I figure it must be enjoyable for dumbasses when all they have to read every other word is
>And then I

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more shadowcuties, pls

>>42611806
IIRC the prevailing wisdom is that first person gets you really into the story from one guy's perspective (and often it shifts) while third person gets you the bigger picture. so basically it's whichever. in this case, it's more personal, it's about Anon. we're not hearing Twist's brain, so I'm super okay with firstperson
but secondperson is just.. tradition. it has a purpose, and it's not used anywhere but here.

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>>42611875
nice. i love braces

>>42608905
>wake up sometime around 10 in the morning
>Scoot is already up, watching Jem on her TV
>yawn
>your hair is a mess and Scoot's bedsheets still smell funny
>ask if you can use the shower
>she tells you where it is but keeps her attention focused on the cartoon
>unsurprisingly the bathroom is filthy
>it has one of those giant old tubs with the claw feet though, which you think is cool
>even though it hasn't been cleaned in a really long time
>anyway, you start running the shower
>one of Scoot's aunts "accidentally" walks in while you're half-naked
>after that you make sure the door is locked
>anyway, you have your shower
>you don't have any clean clothes to wear but at least you don't smell like Scootaloo's funky sheets anymore
>go back to Scoot's room
>Jem is over, the Snorks are on
>watch that with her
>during one of the commercial breaks she runs downstairs
>comes back with a couple of bowls and a box of Applejacks and some milk
>watch cartoons and eat cereal for another couple of hours
>eventually the phone rings
>the aunt who walked in on you tells you your sister is on the phone
>reluctantly go down to the kitchen alone with her
>your sister really is on the phone though
>wants to know what time you're coming home
>subtle implication that she has no intention of driving all the way here to get you
>probably not even worth it to ask Big Mac after last night
>tell her you're on your way
>hang up phone
>Scoot's creepy dyko aunt says she's more than happy to give you a ride home
>realize you don't have a choice
>tell her "uh, sure, thanks"
>run back upstairs
>Scoot is still watching cartoons in her pajamas
>tell her that was your sister, you have to go home now
>she obviously is not in the mood to get dressed and shut the TV off
>it takes some cajoling but finally you convince her to ride along
>15 minutes later, you are both dressed and outside
>weird dyko aunt seems a bit disappointed it won't be just you and her, but doesn't say anything
>get in the car
>she drives this old piece of shit truck from like1935
>one bench seat
>no seatbelts
>only has AM radio
>Scoot fiddles with the dials the whole drive over
>it's all religious talk stations
>finally finds a faint signal where you can kind of hear The Bangles bleeding into a Billy Graham sermon
>decides that's probably good enough and sticks with it
>she sings along with The Bangles until it fades out completely and all that's left is static and Billy Graham
>meanwhile Scoot's creepy aunt keeps staring at your legs, not even trying to hide it
>Scoot doesn't even seem to notice, she just keeps jabbering about music and cartoons and some trick she learned on her skateboard
>whatever, at least she's the one sitting in the middle
>anyway, you drive through the town and then it's like 8 miles to the farm
>Scoot's aunt stops at the McDonalds drive through on the way there, which was actually kind of nice of her
>it's too late to get breakfast but she buys you each a cheeseburger and a Coke

>>42612153
>anyway you arrive at the farm
>say goodbye to Scoot and get out
>aunt gives you this long, super-cheerful speech about how you're such a nice young lady and you're welcome at their home any time and blah blah blah
>she is way too enthusiastic about it and it's creepy
>Scoot seems oblivious
>you politely say 'thank you' but try not to make any more eye contact than necessary
>tell Scoot you'll see her in school on Monday
>she is cheerful and energetic, waves goodbye
>you give a cheerful smile and wave to her
>you watch the truck drive away
>pervy aunts notwithstanding, you actually had a really good time last night
>you've never really hung out with Scootaloo outside of school before but she's actually pretty fun
>maybe you guys can have a sleep-over at your house the next time around
>anyway, you're in a good mood
>before going into the house you stop by the barn
>chores are already mostly done, AJ seems annoyed with you but doesn't chew you out
>asks if you had fun at your friend's house
>you start to tell her about it and end up gushing like a retard
>some of Scoot's "valley speak" has somehow made its way into your vocabulary between last night and this morning
>AJ raises an eyebrow at it but doesn't comment
>you stop when you realize she's not that interested in the details, she was just being polite
>leave her be, head back to the farmhouse
>Granny Smith is in the living room
>she lectures you about sleeping late, missing chores, slothful behavior and all that
>she doesn't seem too mad though
>asks if you'd like to sit down and watch Pat Robertson Revival with her
"Uh, no thanks Granny, I got...some homework to do."
>she lectures you a bit more
>sin and the devil and the poisonous youth culture and all that
>you politely nod like you usually do when she starts going on about this stuff
>go up to your room
>the photos of Scott Baio and Ralph Macchio and Erik Estrada hanging on your wall are there to greet you
>along with the poster of "Them or Us" by Frank Zappa over your bed
>you found it in the trash outside of Dairy Queen
>you've never heard the album before but you like the cover art
>you sit down at your desk and try to do homework because you would feel bad lying to Granny Smith
>but you can't really focus on math right now
>lie down on your bed, put your headphones on
>in your jacket pocket is the new Bryan Adams tape you bought yesterday
>in the other pocket is Anon's mixtape
>you hesitate
>then you pop in Anon's tape
>expect to hear "Little Girls" by Oingo Boingo again
>but it's actually Bryan Adams
>Anon recorded the entire new Bryan Adams album for you
>you wish he had just told you this when he gave you the tape
>you could have saved yourself $6
>but at the same time
>it was nice of him
>...
>maybe Anon's not such a loser after all

Anyway that's all I had for this, but I really enjoyed writing in this setting and I might add to it later if I think of more.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4aeETEoNfOg&list=RD4aeETEoNfOg

>>42612262
Not bad, not bad.

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>>42611763
https://files.catbox.moe/7fj9h5.png

>>42612568
Thank you

>>42612568
Way better than the other one

>>42612675
Yeah, hags get out

>>42612568
Excelent

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>>42612763
>>42612675
I wouldn't marry a hag, but I would grow old with my loli wife. Even once she stopped being a loli

>>42611875
Here’s one at the end of this page that the artist never made public

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>>42613001
Thanks for sharing