I'm gonna dump some pictures I found of ponies with guns. Please feel free to post your own images and speculate why they have them in the first place.
this one's pretty funny
what if you saw a pone get droned
Changeling removal operations
>>42617482Can't drone a submarine pony
>>42617466kino
Unicorns don't need guns. Remember when Twilight vaporized a mountain?
>>42618094*alicorns
how would a non-unicorn actually operate a firearm?this shit does not make sense
>>42618282Prosthetics probably
>>42618282The same way they use any devices: sticky hooves and not giving a fuck.
>>42617462Luv my WWI Tavi
>>42618352awesome... got any D-day ponies?
>>42617470agreed
>>42618282All ponies have some sort of magic in them, even mudponies. So all ponies probably have some form of weak tactile telekinesis powers. Not enough to be as useful as hands, and it's still better for them to use their mouth or magic (if unicorn) when they can.
>>42618352And Lyra is just napping, there.
>>42618282Modified triggers with no guard. No it's not safe and no they still can't really aim it. The most logical solution would be that ponies only use crew served or mounted weapons. There's not really a good way for ponies to aim body mounted weapons.
I miss /mlk/ threads
>>42620807Make one, then.
>>42620853maybe I will once I learn to draw (in 2 more weeks). In the meantime post fics while I stroke my kirinese SKS
GIB FICS, FAGGOT
>>42618282They can if they are adapted to ponies' hooves
>>42621702Okay>>42622314Down by the brook, in the sunlight so bright,Silver Spoon hummed as she set up just right.Not with a pole, nor a hook on a line,But her trusty HK MP5, it worked just fine!She giggled and grinned as the water went splash,Little fish flipping with each happy crash.«Such pretty silver scales, they shimmer, they shine,And all of these fish will be kitten's, not mine.»For back in the barn, in a box lined with hay,The tiniest kittens mewed hungry all day.And Silver, so small, with her hooves full of care,Would do what she must, yes, she'd always be there.But out from the woods came a mare with a frown,Her tail all in knots, her eyes looking down.She huffed and she snorted, «You're noisy, my dear!The river's for quiet, I don't want you here!»Silver looked up with her big filly eyes,A braid by her cheek, soft clouds in the skies.«But how will I feed all the kittens?» she said,«If fish do not fall, then the kittens go unfed.»«Bah!» said the grumpy mare, «let them chase little mice!Don't bother with bullets, now take my advice.»But Silver just hugged her old gun with a sigh,And whispered, «Without me, the kittens will cry.»The mare stomped away, in her grumble and gloom,But Silver still smiled as the fish filled the room.She counted her bits, for the ammo she bought,Each coin hard-earned, every shell dearly sought.And when she was done, in the soft evening light,The kittens all purred, oh, their tummies felt right.She tucked them in close, in their blanket so warm,Safe from the shadows, the hunger, the storm.So Silver kept fishing, in sunshine or rain,With laughter and love, and the sharp little BRAP!of her MP5's refrain.And the kittens grew strong,And her heart stayed true,For a filly with kindness,Knows just what to do.
>>42622586wholesome story
Go commit crime
