>You hadn’t noticed the slightly funny taste of whatever was in your water bottle.
>After school, you’ve just finished a long workout to whip yourself further into shape.
>Changing out of your workout outfit, you strip in preparation to shower quickly before getting back into cleaner clothes.
>As soon as you lift your shirt, the cool air on your newly bared skin hits you like a tsunami.
>Maybe it’s the sheen of sweat making it feel more intense.
>The air in here feels extra cold at first.
>Especially after you peel your damp shirt all the way off of your body, the chill in here makes your nipples stiffen.
>But that chill quickly turns into warmth within seconds, barely three.
>And this warmth only intensifies, but your nipples weirdly stay completely hard.
>This chillyness to warmth repeats itself every time you bare more of your skin to the locker room air.
>Only after pulling your underwear down do you notice that the stiffness you’ve been sensing in your dick was actually real and not imagined.
>Your freed member stubbornly continues to stand further up into erection no matter what you do about this.
>It’s a good thing you picked a time when no one else is in the boys locker room.
>Completely erect whether you wanted to be or not, you figure that rubbing one out in the showers will help this go away.
>So that’s exactly what you do.
>It didn’t take long to finish the first time while under the running water.
>But it’s taking your cock way longer to go back down, apparently.
>Continue stroking that length before resuming the lathering of your body.
>Something’s off, but you’re too horny and drowsy to care.
>Not just exhausted from working out, but specifically drowsy.
>Not to mention the sudden unwanted arousal that came out of nowhere.
>After the third time jerking off in the shower and discovering that you somehow had months worth of cum ready to blast out despite having last masturbated less than a week ago, your cock finally softens.
>But in the place of your wilting arousal surges the drowsiness.
>And you quickly get dressed and gather your things and then leave.
>Way too quickly and inattentively from fatigue to even hope to notice the cameras that were present the whole time.
>---
>You had left the boys locker room in such a hurry that you could have sworn you left your towel there.
>Entering through a side door you don’t usually go through, you pull the handle down and swing the door outward.
>A bunch of sudden spaghetti-like objects obscure your view of the inside hallway before the feeling of something all over your body makes you nearly jump out of your skin.
>After catching your breath and waiting for your heartbeat to slow back down, you are overcome with a sense of humiliation at the sight of tons of rubber snakes on the floor.

>>42638679
>You can only imagine how beet red you must be in the face.
>Vengeful in the heart already, you frantically search for the video camera of whoever the culprit is so you can tell their love chat to fuck themselves before the person has a chance to appear and set the stage they wanted.
>But no one shows up.
>Too angry to think of why, you continue searching until you find a camera hidden in the cluster of wires behind a nearby vending machine.
>It also happened to be pointing towards the entrance to the boys locker room, as well as the entrance from outside you had just used.
>And still, no one has come to collect the camera.
>As you stand in place, your wrath gradually eroded down into… confusion…
>It’s been at least ten minutes now… isn’t anyone going to come to collect their shitty fucking camera?
>Maybe they’re afraid you’ll punch them in the face for the little stunt they just pulled, and aborted the mission.
>After an additional five minutes, you do a quick annoyed shrug and then continue into the boys locker room to find that you indeed left your towel there and that’s why you couldn’t find it.
>Huh, that was weird.
>Hey… isn’t this the kind of camera that Vignette Valencia uses?
~
Much earlier:
>You’ve tried to get into several dates at school with the girls in your grade over the years.
>It’s always fallen through.
>And there wasn’t much to wonder about every time it fell through; can’t exactly say you’re not a pervert.
>Despite this being normal for boys your age, you have to admit that you let it become your drive and motivation a little too often when it comes to girls.
>Sure, you like their personalities and could debatably hang out with them.
>But how does that mean things are *destined* to get romantic? Let alone sexual?
>They could easily be interested in being close friends with guys among an absence of sexual undertones.
>Seriously, how would this work with a girl’s gay male friend had this not been a possibility?
>A possibility definitely worth considering when that one group of friends lets you sit with them at lunch.
>Not like you couldn’t before like that green girl gushing over you from across the cafeteria you never notice, but it’s the fact that they’re not only perfectly comfortable about it but seem to find you enjoyable to be around that gets you imagining things.
>It gets you assuming things.
>And as soon as Fluttershy, the quiet one who seemed like something made her too shy to speak to you without blushing and stammering, started developing her chest more than the others…
>It was all one big green light for you as far as you were concerned.

>>42638687
>Why wouldn’t she be interested in that way?
>You’re a decently good enough looking guy.
>Not one of those tall well built jocks, but Fluttershy isn’t talking to them or even looking in their direction at all, while she’s actually sitting with and (trying to) hold a conversation with you.
>She didn’t say anything when she caught you glancing at her cleavage many times, although blushing a couple of those times.
>She was probably too nervous to talk intimately with you in front of her friends.
>They do have better conversational skills than Fluttershy, after all.
>What if something embarrassing happened with her and they started joking about it?
>It’d be hard for Fluttershy to talk things back into her favor.
>You managed to catch her alone without the peer pressure of her friends one day.
>As soon as you noticed she was wearing a tank top with a particularly low-cut neckline displaying her enticing cleavage, it was already over and you didn’t even know it.
>The way she nervously crossed her arms pushed her soft chest up in a way that accentuated her bust and displayed cleavage in ways you could never turn your eyes from.
>The way your heartbeat increases in tempo resembles how you feel hearing intensifying music in a movie trailer.
>Fluttershy’s going through the same thing with her heartbeat, but the trailer playing in her head is for a movie in a different genre than yours.
>You won’t be fed the trivia answer to which one until a minute or two later…
“You wanna… do something sometime?” You keep it vague at first to ease her into it.
>”I… um…” Hesitates Fluttershy with a blush heavy on her face enough to almost look like she’s lost in the desert and also can’t breathe.
>The way your eyes keep drifting down to the crease between those big soft smooth mounds of Fluttershy’s rapidly developing chest makes her fidget and shake hard enough for it to be heard in her breathing.
>She doesn’t realize how much her reactive arm-crossing is pushing her big soft chest upward and drawing your eyes in.
>Fuck, she even has a really thin bra on today… slight bumps from her nipples are getting barely visible out of whatever emotion she’s feeling; it’s probably excitement making Fluttershy’s nipples get hard~
>Her reluctance to answer only confuses you.
>But barring another minute or two of interaction before you both walk away in opposite directions, you have discovered something today.
>You were imagining an adult romance that’s technically just porn dressed up in a cheesy plot that gets taken off the second the actress also gets naked (whether over an hour into the film, or a much more honest 5-15 minutes into it).
>Fluttershy was imagining a horror movie she accidentally walked into without being ready for.
>---

>>42638690
>She clearly hasn’t told any of her friends about what happened in the hallway by the time you’re all sitting together again.
>But she’s reiterating what her answer was by wearing a hoodie today… which still does very little to hide the lovely swell of the bust of her big soft chest.
>It didn’t take the other girls long to figure out the vibes between you and Fluttershy.
>None of them said it directly, not outside of their silently exchanged glances out of concern for their friend.
>Behind your own eyes is revisionist fantasies about Fluttershy saying yes instead, and you ripping her top open and pulling her bra out of the way just to see what her nipples look like and maybe play with them a little too…
>Damn it’s a good thing she has no idea what you’re fantasizing about in your gutter-bathing mind right now…
>”You can talk to us, it’s okay. Something up?” Sunset Shimmer places a reassuring hand on your shoulder a couple of seconds later.
>…Today was productive!
~
>It’s been a little while, and you’re not exactly sitting with Fluttershy’s group of friends all that much anymore.
>They’re still talking to you from time to time, mostly Applejack and Rainbow Dash sticking around to keep an eye on you.
>Next to the random green girl you sit at lunch, while you keep longingly glance in the direction of that group of friends that’s still nice to you.
>Why the fuck do you always have to be so damn horny?!
>Why can’t you find a way to make good use of it?
>Now not only Fluttershy is really filling out in the chest but now Pinkie Pie is too.
>And all those sweets are going to Pinkie Pie’s thighs and rear too, and in all the best ways unfortunately for you.
>Pinkie was the third girl to start reaching out to you.
>You could tell that Rainbow Dash and Applejack advised her against this, but they’re still not about to tell her what to do or become even worse than you by intervening when it’s kinda not their business anymore.
>Pinkie approaches you on her own volition, bubbly personality determined to help you “open up more”.
>You sure didn’t mind her company, what with the way her soft tits and ass jiggle around every time she does a giddy little bounce on her heels.
>This girl Pinkie Pie either doesn’t realize or knows but doesn’t care.
>Now alone in that same hallway as before but with Pinkie this time, imagination runs wild when she pulls you into a super friendly hug, mashing that soft chest of hers onto you as she’s at a point where she’s almost catching up to Fluttershy there.
>You… didn’t even ask her anything yet…
>”You’re such a great friend, Nonny!” Pinkie Pie insists on prolonging the hug she’s sharing with you, not seeming to notice or mind when she can feel you getting hard in your pants up against her soft upper thigh.

>>42638694
>As your excitement grows from feeling Pinkie Pie’s soft boobies, your hands leave the cautious command of your swirling mind and roam a little too far down her back and grab Pinkie Pie’s soft booty~
>It didn’t matter that it was this girl who had you pinned against the wall, Principal Celestia saw where your hand went and what it did.
>Both of your hands.
>”Excuse me, what’s going on over here?” Her heels clack against the shiny floor in your direction.
>You get a long enough look into Pinkie’s eyes that she didn’t expect that grope to happen… but there’s enough of a hint that she wasn’t as opposed to it as the school’s approaching principal is right now.
>---
>Had you not been sitting in the principal’s office right now… Pinkie Pie likely would have been slowly warming up to your sexual advances upon her.
>You had seen that look of surprise in her shocked stare as soon as your hands cupped and grabbed her soft round buttcheeks through her skirt…
>But you could tell she was a little… excited by it too…
>”I will not have you inappropriately touching other students here.” Principal Celestia’s tone is cold and harsh. “I heard about the first time this happened with you too.”
>Whatever she heard about you and Fluttershy must have gone through so much rumor-filter that the story that popped out on the other end does not represent what really happened at all.
>As she was speaking, you couldn't help but sense a hint of envy in Principal Celestia's tone.
>This stuck with you even long after she was done reprimanding you for your behavior.
~
>What feels the most tragic is that Rarity wanted to throw you a bone as soon as you noticed her sexy body’s feminine development really taking off next.
>Rarity herself, unlike Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy, is immediately and acutely aware of not only the scope of her increasingly womanly features but how they’re affecting you too.
>Her sharing a class with you really helped you two get acquainted when you leered at her more often.
>The way her pair of soft well-shaped breasts alluringly fill up every top she comes to school in gets you hard every time, at least slightly.
>The more Rarity has going on with her body, the more she shows it off.
>The higher her cup size rises, the lower cut are the the necklines of her tops she wears to school, making sure her cleavage is proudly on display for particularly you since you ogle her the most.
>The wider Rarity’s hips get, the more often she wears short shirts that inevitably tease you with the smooth bare skin of her midriff, the bottom of her tops often slipping above her bellybutton…

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>>42638699
>This was only made more tempting by the fact Rarity starts to wear more low riding pants and leggings while wearing those shirts, to really flaunt those hips of hers to you, as well as the color of her panties underneath…
>Her soft thighs and round booty love the shortening skirts she wears that challenge the school’s dress code alongside her other choices for school attire…
>You could see it in her lidded eyes: Rarity didn’t mind *at all* if you got handsy on her once you two caught one another alone.
>She already knew very well from before how much of a perv you are, she’s definitely far from unaware; Rarity knows exactly what she’s asking for here.
>Her demeanor makes it clear that she not only doesn’t mind the prospect of feeling your hands diving under her clothes and exploring her bare body, but she’s looking forward to it…
>Rarity knows you desperately need that release she’s more than willing to offer to you on a silver platter.
>And then Principal Celestia suspends you for being a pervert with your female classmates, and gives Rarity her first ever detention for intentionally breaking the school dress code.
>No one in the entire building agreed with the principal’s decision, not even Principal Celestia herself really, though you weren’t aware of that part at the time.
>All you knew was that your beef with the school’s principal was on now.
To Be Continued.
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Will be posting more of the Pogo Pinkie really soon too, by the way. It's literally the next thing on my to-do list now.

>>42638708
Very nice! I hadn't even considered them physically maturing during the story! Nice touch!
>>42638736
Awesome!

How to be Dense.

>It was Saturday afternoon at Sugarcube Corner and most of the girls were at their regular booth on this fine sunny day.
>Suddenly Sunset burst through the doors and headed towards the rest of the girls exclaiming "I got it! I got it!"
>The others were also visibly excited as Sunset took her normal seat.
>Twilight eagerly asked "Do you know who it is yet?"
>Sunset said "No no. We agreed we'd all find out together remember? But they DID make me promise to read the disclaimer to you all again before we get to the big thing."
>Rainbow said with a smile "I hope it IS a big thing!"
>That got a round of lusty chuckles.
>Eventually Sunset cleared her throat and said "Ok, I gotta go over the basics first. I'm sure we'll find out the size in no time. Alright, as you ALL know, CHS has more girls than boys by around a 5-1 ratio in the freshman class. That means there are NOT a lot of boys in the dating pool. To prevent fighting over boys, and to keep them from learning they have an advantage, we entered ourselves as a group in the lottery for unclaimed boys."
>Sunset continued "So enclosed within is the ONLY boy any of us are allowed to date. But he is OURS and no one else can have him. Adjustments have been made to his schedule so all of his classes have one or more of us."
>She paused and said "Twilight I'm sorry but it looks like you aren't taking AP English this year."
Twilight said "I understand. I knew there would be sacrifices, but I can challenge for the course credit at the end of the year right?"
>Sunset said "Owing to these circumstances, yes you can! Provided you meet all of the other criteria blah blah blah."
>Twilight simply smiled in response.
>With a big smile Sunset declared "Then without further ado.." And she opened the envelope and scattered several pictures..
>Applejack was the first to speak "Anonymous huh? Looks a bit average to start out with."
>Twilight said "Coming from the lottery of unclaimed boys, that's actually a pretty good result. After all, the prettiest boys would get claimed first."
>Applejack had to admit "That's a fair point."

>>42638779
>Rarity spoke up to say "Well his sense of style can ONLY be improved. Fortunately I think we can motivate him there."
>Fluttershy said "I think you're right Rarity. I'm sure he'll be reasonable once we understand him."
Pinkie said "Ok so we have to ask him questions before we keep his mouth busy with other things."
>Rainbow said "That's the spirit Pinkie!" with a knowing leer.
>Pinkie clarified "I meant cupcakes." she said with a giggle.
>Sunset then broke in with a worried "Hmmm. This data sheet isn't much help. It's mostly teacher comments and nothing outside of class. He doesn't do a lot of homework, but he participates very knowledgeably in class. His test scores are also generally in the top 10%."
>Twilight said brightly "So he HAS a brain, but there's either a discipline or motivation problem. A diamond in the rough there."
>Rainbow said with some urgency "That's not ALL he has!" She pointed to a specific picture and said "Look at that ASS!"
>The girls agreed that he had a GREAT butt!
>Rarity noted "His legs look fairly toned as well. My guess is he rides a bicycle."
>Sunset added "Good catch."
>Twilight said "Ok ladies. It's true there are some good signs here. But it's also true we have no known dating history, no social media, and no phone number."
>Pinkie said "Oh that's no big deal! We can get all that out of a guy on the first day! 2 tops!"
>Fluttershy then meekly said "Um, excuse me, but how are we going to decide who,.. who goes first?"
>Sunset said "I understand the question and I've been giving it a good amount of thought. Since he's our age and a freshman, the odds are overwhelming that he's a virgin just like all of us. That being the case I think HE should have some say in his first time. After all, WE want to have a say in all of ours."
>Applejack asked "Well being considerate is all well and good. But what's the idea?"
>Sunset gave an evil smirk as she said "Oh it's pretty simple. The first one he sends a dick pic to gets him first. Agreed?"
>The girls all hungrily agreed.
>Then Pinkie "Then we pass him around like a bag of donut holes!"
>The girls all had a good laugh at that.

>>42638783
>And so the girls had made their plans for the unsuspecting Anonymous.
>Naturally Anonymous has some circumstances of his own and won't fit into EVERY plan the girls have. But that is to be expected.
>What isn't expected is that there are forces beyond the known that will choose to interfere.
>Unknowable forces that do unknowable things for unknowable reasons.
>So as our hero Anonymous walks, not rides, to his new school that fine Monday morning, he notices a paperback book on top of some bushes. Seemingly abandoned.
>As a bit of a compulsive reader, he stops for a moment to take a look.
>The book is titled "How a Young Man Can Avoid Embarrassment in High School."
>Well that certainly sounds useful! And what great timing!
>So he looks at what the back cover has to say.
>"This book is a COMPREHESIVE guide to avoiding many of the all to common pitfalls in High School!
>"How to pick the right friends!"
>"How to dress to blend in!"
>"HOW TO DEAL WITH GIRLS!!!"
>That last one got Anonymous to decide to keep the book. High school girls are an eternal mystery at his age after all. Any help is worth considering!
>So he read on as he got onto campus and the many boring parts of freshmen orientation.
>The book read as follows "Ok we all know the big thing every young man wants to know about is girls. So we'll start there with 2 important things.
>"1. NEVER EVER LET A GIRL READ THIS BOOK! This book is written for young men and girls won't understand it the same way guys do. They just won't. If they do read it they will just complain and nitpick and make an unneeded fuss. And who needs that? Certainly not you!
>"2. GIRLS DON'T ACTUALLY WANT SEX! Think about it. Hollywood actresses and porn queens are PAID to say they like sex! You can't trust people who prostitute themselves like that!
>"So what do they actually want then? ATTENTION! Pure and simple. Oh they'll tease young men by saying they want sex, but you have to give them a lot of ATTENTION first! And then they never follow through!"
>"A young man is FAR better off just using porn at home and taking care of himself than trying to talk to girls about sex. Quite frankly it's best to avoid talking about sex with girls altogether. If you do that, it cleanly avoids at least 80% of embarrassing situations!"
>"High school is not some sweet fantasy land."
>"It's a chance to learn and to get wise."
>"It's time to go forth young man."
>"To see the world, you have to open up your eyes!"

>>42638790
>Just then, he looked up from the book.
>Something in the hallway was calling his attention.
>He looked to his left and saw a maintenance closet.
>Only there was a line drawn in sharpie through the sign that said "Maintenance closet."
>Underneath the crossed out sign there was another sign on plain white binder paper, taped to the door on multiple edges.
>The paper sign began with "Rape cafe #1".
>And underneath THAT it said "BOYS WELCOME! Many positions available!"
>No question I asked myself about that sign didn't lead to several other and more disturbing questions!
>There were three assorted girls near this door. They had bored expressions until they saw me notice the closet.
>Almost as one, they smiled as they pointed their phones at me.
>Then their expressions went flat and one of them said "Move along freshman. This isn't for you."
>I decided this was not the time to be a rebellious teen and took their advice.
>I briefly wondered how she had known I was a freshman, and then quickly realized there were to many possible answers.
>I got to class, found my assigned seat, and resolved to keep my nose in my new book until class started.

>>42638795
So yeah, I came up with an idea I liked based on the old harem story trope of the MC somehow not being aware several girls WANT him.
Inspirations include the movie "How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying" and the rules to a forgotten game called "Teenagers from Outer Space".
Sadly much inspiration comes also from personal experience as it can often take me YEARS to understand a girl was making a pass at me.
Only posted a bit of what I had written because I know now that there will be times writing is slow.
I plan to do music again with this one and bonus points for those who already spotted some song lyrics.
Paste is up at https://ponepaste.org/11423
Hope everyone enjoys!

>>42638708
>>42638795
Great opening greens, gentlemen

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What would you do if Octavia Melody was mad you didn’t show up to band class on time?

>>42638677
Luna’s underwear is cute

>>42639190
Stay late having fun with her

>>>/trash/

>>42639392
Uh, what?

>>42639392
Poser

>>42638736
Images you can hear

Didn’t catch the rewatches. What did I miss?

>>42639966
fun

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I've been working on a new set focused on Sci-Twi. I have two images finished, three more planned.

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CUM VERSION -----> https://files.catbox.moe/n2u0ln.png

IMAGE 2 -----> https://files.catbox.moe/4zejch.png

>>42640188
Wew good stuff

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I named her Jill Drusilla.

>>42640432
She’s very cute. And kinda hot.

>>42638708
I hope Celestia somehow gets her first turn with him before the Mane 6. Get that envy out of her system before letting him have the others.

>>42640188
>she knows men's endorphins are 2x as powerful

>>42640188
Damn, these are really nice!
Thanks you so much!

>>42640432
Adorable

>>42640709
I agree

>>42641148
Got a nude version with visible nipples?

>>42638828
This one seems interesting tuesday. I’ll watch this one for next time you update.

>>42641627
One exists?

>>42640432
Are you going to make lots of different images of her?

>>42642053
It could

>>42640709
I’m feeling the opposite way. Let the other girls have him before Celestia keeps him all to herself.

>>42643639
>>42643683
I love Candy.

https://derpicdn.net/img/view/2025/9/2/3669169.jpg
May I have a nude edit with visible nipples and pussy?

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>>42640188
CUM VERSION OF IMAGE 2 -----> https://files.catbox.moe/kg0kel.png

>>42644389
Nice

>>42639190
Show up even later next time.

>>42644928
Based

>>42644224
Dang they’re cute

>There's something strange in the air tonight.
>You don't know what it is exactly, perhaps the temperature is off slightly, or there is more wind than usual.
>Maybe someone is watching you.
>It's got you on edge, looking over your shoulder for phantoms that the logical side of your brain tells you don't exist.
>The other side, the wilder side, has you imagining the specters of the past to jump out and remind you of why you don't belong here.
>You haven't been here in a long time.
>Places that felt familiar and comfortable have changed, and the people aren't the ones you knew.
>You wonder if they even know who you are anymore.
>The geography of your home hasn't changed, though, and you know your way around it like the back of your hand.
>A lonesome path, a dark forest, a full moon...
>The stage is set for yet another uncomfortable reminder of your failures.
>You've tried a lot of things to keep the voices of the past out: work, drinking, pills to name a few.
>Time and distance hasn't softened the blows that the echoes of the past continually deliver.
>As you walk down this familiar dirt path, mirroring walks you took in what seems like lifetimes past, you can't help but remember the better times with bitter regret.
>It isn't just the people and places of your home that have changed.
>You've changed, too.
>The path curves upwards, and you remember taking this walk with family, friends...
>With her.
>Age isn't the only reason the path seems harder these days.
>Life hasn't exactly been good to you lately.
>The weariness of the past few years, compounded by even more years spent living in self-imposed exile out of shame and remorse, were finally too much to bear and so you returned, and yet the toll they exacted has taken pieces of you that you'll never get back.
>You shouldn't have left, you know this.
>You shouldn't have run away, should've faced your problems and overcame them.
>Running felt like the only choice that made sense, but looking back on it, it seems like the stupidest thing you could've done.
>The wind picks up, whipping through the trees, as though something out there was trying to grab at you, to hold you and shake you and keep you from your destination.
>More ghosts, it seems.
>Well, they can't stop you; you aren't even sure if you can stop yourself.
>You're on an inevitable collision with the tree at the top of the hill, and what's buried at its roots.
>Looking up at it, seeing the full moon cresting over its top, you feel another pang of pain and regret as words, promises left unfulfilled, whisper from the dark recesses of your memory.
>You pick yourself up and keep going.
>Was it always this steep?
>Your boots dig into the harsh, cold, damp earth, carving a way up this now-overgrown trail.
>For a brief moment, you think that perhaps it won't be there, that little box you left for yourself.
>You imagine a scenario where someone stole it, and you won't have to deal with what's inside.

>A flight of fancy, just like imagining the dead jumping out to stop you from being here.
>The reality is, no one would ever care to do so.
>You know that.
>At the top at last, you pause before getting down on your knees.
>This old tree is ancient, certainly older than you.
>You run your fingers across the hallowed bark like you did a million times in the past.
>You can feel the carvings in it: hearts, names, promises.
>At long last, as though through a crack in an old and unkempt dam, a few tears begin to well up.
>Not yet.
>Not until you face what's inside.
>Your fingers dig into the surprisingly soft and pliable dirt at the roots.
>You shovel away dirt until you hit the corner of a box.
>A heavy sigh escapes your lips as you unearth your time capsule, your box of memories you left buried but never forgot.
>Wiping down its surface, you try your best to clean your hands on your pants before lifting up the lock.
>You remember once, while moving, you thought you'd lost it.
>You always said you would throw it away, to finally sever your connection with this buried box, but when the time came to actually face the chance of losing it you desperately searched for it.
>Relief only came from finding it.
>It was then you truly knew you would never be able to be rid of the memories.
>Taking it out, you insert it and twist.
>Click.
>The lock removed, you now stand at the threshold, and open.
>Pictures, trinkets, mementos.
>You with your friends, with her.
>Smiling faces, in such strange clarity, as though the fog of years doesn't exist.
>Now the tears come freely.
>Your shoulders buckle as they run down your face, falling onto the photos.
>The pain is almost overwhelming.
>Every image, a still frame of a better time, brings out so many memories and feelings.
>You were better in them, a better version of yourself.
>One who was worthy of those friends, and worthy of her love.
>Not one who ran away when things got tough.
>There was no excuse.

>When the AI uprising caused the machines to begin their war with humanity, which attracted the attention of invading aliens, whose chrono-displacement technology was then used to open portals in time allowing the dinosaurs to come back, and then there was that whole thing with the Loch Ness Monster...
>Well, suffice to say, you should've been there for your friends and loved ones.
>Even now, as you look upon the war-torn techno-hell that is your former home, with all of its cyborg inhabitants riding their tamed dinosaurs around their homes made out of repurposed crashed alien spacecraft, you can't help but wonder what could have been.
>Maybe you could've saved her from that terrible fate, or perhaps you would've joined her in it.
>Having cried yourself out, you pack up the photos and trinkets and put them back into the box, taking it with you.
>You then activate the homing beacon for your allies in the resistance to beam you back up to the ship.
>It's always risky, these trips back to Earth.
>But this one was worth it.
>Time to go back to the colony on Mars.

Happy Birthday, MLP. Hard to believe it's been 15 years.

And happy October and have a very happy Halloween from me to all of you, Fingerbang. I love you all.

Sarge signing off, for now.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zUQiUFZ5RDw

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Watching the anniversary stream.
How is every pony?

>>42642343
Yes.

>>42640548
>>42641327
Thanks anons.
IDK what her main outfit will be yet.

>>42647061
Been popping into the stream whenever I can.
>>42646553
Good to see you again fren!

>>42646553
Who is this story even talking about

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>>42640188
>>42644389
Great work.
>>42644379
Yes, I'll get around to it as soon as I can, either directly before or directly after doing more of the Pinkie Pogo animation.
>>42640432
>>42647061
She is very adorable. Looking forward to more of her.
>>42646553
Nice to see you still around, Sarge. Hope all is going well for you.
>>42640709
>>42643238
I'll be updating again tomorrow, probably. I have more in the cut.

>>42649153
Pure sexual energy

>>42648763
Looking forward it what comes next!

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>>42649153

>>42649153
where do this clothes come from? I've seen them a lot

>>42650594
I’d like to ask this too. I like them.

>>42648763
>I'll be updating again tomorrow, probably. I have more in the cut.
It's tomorrow, Grey! Any updates?

>>42648182
Maybe it can be left up to interpretation. I honestly like that personally.
Or maybe he has more to post.

>>42647061
She’s cute!

>>42652051
>>42648182
It's whoever you want it to be, Anon

>>42652516
I like that.