>>42958156
thank you for not using my wip for the op image, this one is much cuter

>>42958160
>Rainbow criticising you for every little thing instead

>>42958156
>that size difference
unf

Anonstallions, you'd never be a bad father who separates from your mare and splits up your family, right?

>>42958156
This will be me when I get to Equestria

>>42958448
I'd try to prevent any splits or break up and stay loyal to my lovely marewife to make our foals happy to have a normal family life.

>>42958448
The idea of having a foal with a mare is so tantalizing that there's nothing from stopping the masculine urge to raise said foal right.

>>42958448
Only if she cheats on me.

>>42956682
>Klugetown sucks ass.
>This was known from the 2 minutes it was seen in the movie, living in it however is much worse
>Your owner stinks like half-dried fish bathed in grease and cheap cigarette smoke
>Picked on by what passes for young in the city whenever you have the unfortunate task of leaving the boss's shop
>It doesn't matter what he sends you out for he/she/it whatever the fuck the boss is laughs like its the funniest thing imaginable every single time you come back with a fresh bite or bruise
>That cat with the guilty conscience tried to talk to you once or twice but a bite of your own to his nasty furry paw sent a clear message
>Its almost frightening how easy the violence comes to you now, they bite, you bite, they hit, you buck
>One day theres an atypical quiet to the town, something that the assortment of freaks that call the place home know to keep their maws shut around
>The storm king's guys are in town to recruit, they come by every so often to find strong hands, claws or hooves for the troll's horde your boss tells you
>today then marks the first day you've ever met another of your kind, a pony, one as broken as you.
>She doesn't break down at the sight of you or sweep you up into her forelegs promising to protect you or anything dramatic and out-of-character, just one look over you and she gets it
>"You look terrible." She states plainly as she approaches.
>She holds eye contact with you and speaks "They say friendship and harmony is what matters there, it didn't do anything for me and it clearly didn't do a thing for you either. I think power is what you need and we're all about power." with a crackle from her horn to emphasise her point
You say some words and they fit you with some scraps then just like that you're the 2nd pony in the king's employ
>You don't thank Tempest when you spot your boss's place in flames, it was probably an accident afterall
>You shadow her, thats your job now. To be her second, likely in place of that fucking hedgehog thing, two broken ponies in the service of some greasy magic-collector self-styling as a dark lord without any of the charm
>Its so pityingly easy to blend in when you infiltrate, a mother and her colt both caught in horrible accidents or on the run from an abusive father
>Styling your mane to expose the stump when you need the sympathy, sticking close to Tempest during a conversation to make the target uncomfortable, letting a few pathetic words slip by to disarm who she needs to spill their secrets
>Keeping watch when she spies from afar to even doing your own sneaky thefts on her behalf
>You've become a dirty liar, a thief, accessory to a hundred crimes of espionage, blackmail, intimidation and extortion and so casually violent when you think it necessary
>If not for the permanent scowl you'd swear Tempest shifts uncomfortably at how easy you can lie now

>>42958448
I'd be loyal to my mare, as long as she's loyal to me there won't be any issues, even if she starts booping me

>>42958756
>be alicorn
>new owners rip me limb from limb
>am now a limbless pony with no eyes or ears
i don't think i like this story.

>>42958756
>"We could kill him Y'know." You tell her one night on the way to the next objective
>She doesn't turn over to face you, stand up aghast or scold you for daring to suggest it
>"We could. But I need him." Is all she says, foolishly clinging to the idea the moron-king could ever repair her
>As if she needed fixing at all
>You're a young stallion by the time the plan is fully in place, had you a calendar or perhaps a tv guide you'd realise you've made things progress much faster than they should
>Not that it would matter when you struck really, they'd fall regardless
>It wasn't long ago the city was under invasion by the changelings but they'd began to relax, divide their forces to assist the returned crystal empire
>The day of coronation for Twilight Sparkle is marked by dark skies and a city surrounded on all sides by airships that dwarf their own
>That stupid hedgehog bumbles his way out the ship to announce "Commander Tempest Shadow and Lieutenant Anonymous" like the pair of you are a wrestling tag team
>In their pretty dresses the pretty princesses are embarrassingly easy to take down, Celestia bless her heart tries to start a dialogue in hopes of diffusing the situation only to fail rather humorously
>She's encased in stone first, mid-speech, then Tempest breaks off to pursue Luna with a nod to you to corner the golden couple
>Cadence and Shining armour are your target, you whistle for your trolls who quickly split the brave knight from his princess
>Like her dear Aunt she tries to plead, asks you to stop, she can tell you're hurt but Equestria can help but honestly you're past caring now
>Your life sucked, you got over it. This is your job now, you were never really a pony in the first place anyway
>You tell her as much as you dodge her sneaky attempt to blast you, why they look so shocked when the stone encases them you'll never know, obviously you're turning to stone you just saw it happen to family minutes ago
>The husband, despite the lack of alicorn power compared to his lovely wife is the real issue as it turns out
>the trolls are beaten and he's on you like Tirek to a cock he was told shoots magic
>Storm-King will chide you for losing Princess #4 later but for now you and surfer-voice boytoy get playtime
>Slamming one another into various walls, stalls and streets around the whimsical city
>He's tough but you manage to overcome him with a few good swipes to the horn paired with a lovely side of making him rush you when you tell him about his wife
>he's beaten into submission by some storm-guard before being slapped with a horn-ring and tossed into one of the cages
>Job done for now, the city has fallen, 3 of 4 princesses captured plus a prince
>Tempest calls it in, the useless king orders her to catch twilight sparkle reminding tempest only he can fix her
>You on the other hoof have to hold the city and lock the area down ready for the King's arrival

>>42958801
>Tempest claps you on the withers as she leaves, her version of 'good job' before she's off on her quest to catch the princess
>You release the captives outside the city to avoid the later issue of inside help for the protagonist, the royal guard is secured in the dungeons and you have the trolls man the fortifications
>You have grover? grubber? the hedgehog drag the statues of the princesses into the throne room to keep them secure while you all wait for Tempest and the King to arrive
>You stare the statue of Celestia in her frozen eyes for a moment, was she aware in there? you could be real devious and chisel off their manes and tails while they're frozen
>You laugh at the thought of them bald
>Out of boredom you talk to her, them really since you have them lined up against the wall
>"I just fell into this Y'know. Being the bad guy I mean." You start
>"I had this... idea that things would just be perfect when I got here? Y'know? Friends, a purpose, just something better or somehow more whole than what I had before but. Well." you pause in front of Luna
>"I'm not proud of being an edge lord, honestly, but trauma, pain and discomfort daily have this way of scrambling your brain. I don't hate you guys but I don't think I could stomach a picnic when I keep feelings wing I don't have itch at my sides. I'm monologuing." you scoff at yourself
>"Twiggy's going to win, somehow, not that I'm going to make it easy for her mind you i just don't expect to win. maybe its fate. Never was certain if destiny was a real thing here or not."
>You eye the ceiling before continuing. "But for now I'm going to sit on your cushy throne cellybelly and see if this pretty palace has any good snacks lying around." You turn to leave but before you do you lean in between the petrified sisters
>"Oh and I'm gonna find & read your diaries." you canter off
>Purplesmart is going to come back here, beat your bosses then you then everything is going back to sunshine and rainbows inevitably. But until then you may as well enjoy your job

>>42958853
fun green. always been a sucker for stuff from the movie. unapologetic cartoon villain protagonists are always great too.

>>42958853
>"Oh and I'm gonna find & read your diaries."
Diabolical, pure evilness. He's probably gonna draw dicks in them too!

Moar?

>>42958853
very kino, have a (you) to show that I'm liking it

>>42958853
>Tempest is gone for the entire week.
>You and grumble (still can't remember his name) devour the entire store of cakes and pineapples in the palace kitchens
>The cauldron has been buzzing but you honestly can't stand to speak to the King 1-1 so you ignore it
>Theres been a few attempts by loose royal guard forces sent from the crystal empire and outposts across equestria but they've been repelled hard.
>Canterlot has few accessible routes to it by hoof and those paths are guarded by stormguard forcing every unicorn and earth pony guard into trying to siege their own fortifications at a huge disadvantage
>The wonderbolts made their own attempts in tandem with the pegasi guard but with the dozen or so airships in the sky they can only get so close before risking being shot out of the sky by cannonfire or archers on the walls, best they can do is amass stormclouds to build up a cover for their movements which they've to their credit been using to strike your ships' decks in lightning-raids
>It being so early in the timeline, relatively speaking of course canon schmanon, there isn't really anyone who could oppose you seriously right now, the ones that could are down south presumably looking for help from allies
>Some noponies tried to negotiate and call you out at the front gates, appealing to your 'poninity' or some nonsense but you had Grody explain the situation to them
>'You guys lost, suck it, the lieutenant is very busy reading state secrets go away. lieutenant anon has ordered all non-combatants to go home and draw him a thank you for not destroying us sir card'
>The entire week of peace and quiet in the throne, in-between repeated orders for the stormguard and snacking on the palace's stores, has been delightful
>Naps on Celestia's lovely plush-pillowed throne, snoozes in Luna's wonderfully cool bed and sleeps in Celestia's own snug bed
>They live comfy, silken sheets, possible some cloud bedding within the fabric of the mattresses and whatever enchantments keep them at those temperatures
>Oh and the secrets!
>Scrolls and ancient tomes galore ripe for inspection from their library, you can't access or break through the seals & enchantments on the restricted sections but whats accessible by key or hoof alone has been delicious
>All manner of arcane treatise, dissertation and examination, lost histories, prophecies, first-hoof accounts from contemporary sources, replicas of ancient cave & meadow-art and runic inscriptions to the preserved works of lost cultures and foreign species
>Reading was never a priority in your 'former employment' but you picked up what you could and refined it further with Tempest where necessary for infiltrating work

>>42959341
>This week however has been the best excuse for practice, in a short span of time you've picked up even more of basic Ponish than any secret attempts to read the little you had in Klugetown or brief lessons from Tempest out on a job
>If not for the steady pay and (promised) benefits of this job you'd be a librarian you think. Unfettered access to this whimsical, magical world's lore would be quite nice.
>Its been amazing getting such, relatively, unobstructed access to the Sorority of Alicorn's own archives. You pine for access to the restricted sections or better yet, the vault.
>Alas, the spoils of conquest are not always so readily available.
>Instead you've been engaging in your second favourite activity after sleeping in Celestia's bed, reading her and Luna's diary.
>They in fact do keep diaries like the silly mares they are. An unassuming navy blue notebook tucked under Luna's pillows and an ornate leather with gold-trim tome for Celestia.
>They aren't completely braindead as it turns out, Luna & Celestia have cast some kind of enchantments on their diaries to ward off snooping maids or perhaps each other
>Between them both they seem to know when they're being held by a pony other than their owner their pages turning blank when removed from their respective rooms
>The most clever charm on both is the niggling notion that these books are terribly boring and reading them with this charm in effect has you quickly and totally forget what you just read
>Clever but you figure out a workaround. Lining the spines with that magically-repulsing, or whatever it does, metal to nullify the charms
>Thus, you drape yourself across the throne stuffing slices of red velvet into your maw as you drink in Luna's inner thoughts
>"Dearest Journal it has been 1 week since mine return from the Moon. I am free. Tis a strange feeling, my thoughts are confused and I am unsure of my place even now, I write in this tome a mix of mine familiar speech from long ago and this unusual modern mannerism. Tia says I should speak to somepony about how I feel, if not her then another who could help me 'navigate my feelings after such an ordeal' I do not know. I feel out of place, like I am not even supposed to be here, as if I am a relic and this world long since abandoned any need for me."
>Grim. You can relate to some extent though, you skip ahead.
>"Dearest Journal, today mine mane sparkled. Not in the manner of which it is 'pretty' instead genuine arcane sparkles akin to the glimmers in Tia's mane!" Adorable! So Luna had a process to go from Woona to full Princess of the Night
>You pat Statue-Luna on the Head, her being close to the throne like the others flanking the most royal chair and definitely not leaning against the wall
>You set Luna's diary aside for the moment and messily shove another slice of cake into your mouth, tilting you head back to stare challengingly into Statue-Celestia's eyes as you consume whats likely one of her own treats

>>42959471
>Time to read Celery's journal. "I'm going to read your journal Celestia, better stop me before I find out who your secret crush is~" You trill at her, daring the statue to stop your espionage
>It stares unblinkingly ahead in the shocked expression she had when Tempest petrified her
>"Don't care? very well, I admire your bravery and openness your majesty." You say, nodding sagely as you deposit the leatherbound tome on your lap and flip it open
>Page... this one. "My dear diary, I tried 'coffee cake' today. I've never really been much of a fan of coffee, too bitter for my liking, I much prefer tea, far more variety and a much wider flavour-palate. However! that said, this cake was scrumptious! Without the somewhat acidic and bitter notes I dislike in the drink the flavour is so wonderfully subdued that now I understand why so many of my subjects have come to enjoy this saddle-Arabian import. Though I still do not understand why it is the predominant drink in Manehattan."
>Most of these entries concern cake, tea, pastries and idle ruminations on different confectionaries and trivia she's learned of.
>A few concern highlights from the limited amount of time she apparently has to teach foals at the school in her name
>"Little Moonshine stayed behind in class during recess today, I permitted it when she explained she wanted to read her book 'Shadow-Spade In: Manehattan Missing'. A little bit mature for her but not explicit I suppose. She seemed so engrossed in her reading that I left her to it to drink my tea and watch the children play from the window, I didn't notice when she trotted up to me. She tapped me on the foreleg and In the sweetest voice possible asked me 'Are you hungry Princess? I have extra sandwiches and you have only tea.' I love being a teacher."
>Good to know adorable moments aren't exclusive to Luna's diary.
>If you hadn't been born in that swamp, been dropped here instead would you have gotten to go her school? The though comes unbidden, an uncomfortable ripple of jealously for a foal you've never even met.
>Getting to learn and read and share food, not sleeping with an eye open, cold and hungry.
>You lower the book to look at her petrified form. You'd have been small next to her if it happened like that. Up to her cannon maybe.
>It would be such wish fulfilment.
>Spawning in important just for being, you'd have to be to be that, adopted or included. Given an all-expenses paid ticket to a life where when your head hits the pillow at night the last thing you think of is what cool thing you might get to do tomorrow
>Not the sight of ligaments on your back snapping like thread. Not the feeling of grinding against your skull that lifts away a weight you'd only just become accustomed to.


Ending it there for now

>>42959577
Love your green, writefag! Makes my day reading it.

>>42959577
Anon you better have some good defense to keep those pesky heroes from sweeping in the win, or at least have the perfect backstab for the Storm King when his inevitable betrayal happens. Then you can have that super magic rod.

>>42959577
where's the 'bin of the whole thing?

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I'm going to finish this Anon x Derpy story if it kills me!

>>42958448
>splitting from your mare
Never. There is no greater form of heresy.

>>42955910
>You're the winner of Frizziest Mane in Equestria competition three years running now, and the premier Party Pony in all the land - could (You) be anyone other than Pinkie Pie?
>Right now you're in your element
>No, not Laughter, silly!
>A Party!
>Sadly Fluttershy wasn't quite amenable to the idea of hosting Anon's 'Welcome to Ponyville' Party in her cottage
>You might've tried a little harder to win her over, but there was some weird vibes going on between her and Discord
>More than usual, even
>So you let it be and managed to convince the Cakes to close for the day so you could rent out the Bakery
>They were happy to do it, really
>Evidently Gale had passed through and made a good first impression, sharing some stories about some desserts Mrs. Shy had made growing up that sounded just wonderful!
>Upside Down Cloud Cake sounded really interesting
>You wondered if it actually featured clouds or if it was just white icing
>Either way you had made a note to get an idea of the recipe from Anon, or at least his best recollection
>You might be able to get a better idea from Fluttershy, but to be honest...
>That green stallion's been niggling at your mind this entire party
>Your Pinkie Sense hasn't been pinging you about anypony having a bad time tonight, even him
>But every time you catch sight of the Pegasi you honestly can't tell if he's having fun or not!
>And you swear he has to have his own Gale Sense because almost every time you check in from afar he catches you staring
>Makes eye contact, smiles that polite little smile of his, even waves
>But he hasn't approached you either, returning back to conversing with whoever he was currently engaged with
>(You've never seen someone engage in so much small talk)
>Which was... polite, true, it would be rude of him to just break off mid-talk to come over to you
>But even when he finishes naturally he'll often go get something to eat or find someone else to talk to
>Are you being avoided?
>With a bit of a pout you made a move to budge into the stallion's conversation
>But you were cut off by someone calling out
>"Hey Pinkie!"
>Cloudy Quartz didn't raise no rude filly, so you stopped to reply
>Drawing a genuine smile as you recognized one of your best friends, Rainbow Dash
"Heya Dashie! Having a good time?"
>"Totally! This party is awesome, you've really outdone yourself! Cooouldn't help but notice you standing around scowling though, thought I'd check in."
>You gasped internally
>Then, externally
"Oh, gosh! Really? Was I really making a face like that? I didn't even realize..."
>"Don't sweat it Pinks. What's up?"
>Rainbow Dash strode over to stand at your side, looking in the direction you had been
>It was her own turn to make a face pretty similar to that time you bit down on a raw lemon just to see how it tasted
>"Ah. You have an issue with the guest of honor, huh?"
>You gave your friend a puzzled expression, full on head tilt and all
"I wouldn't say an issue, really... do you, Dashie?"

>>42960839
>Rainbow Dash actually flinched at that
>"Well... kinda. We ran into each other today and Anon was a little frosty. He works up at the Rainbow Factory, y'know, and a few ponies up there are a little sore still about, uh... y'know. That thing I did."
>'That thing' seemed like a teensie weensie way to refer to her almost blowing up the Factory, but it'd been years so you probably didn't need to rub your nose in it
>You get the feeling Anon may have done that already
"Oh, no! Are you two alright?"
>"Oh, yeah. Anon wasn't happy, but we're still friends. Besides, I did put in a lot of work and bits towards repairing the whole thing, so it's not like I got off scott free. I think that helped. What's your deal then, since we're trading stories?"
>You couldn't help but rub at one of your forelegs with the other, suddenly feeling a little silly
>And not your usual kind, either
"I can't get a read on him, Dashie!"
>You looked away from your friend to stare over at Anon again
>Somepony must've told a joke or something because he and the two other ponies with him are sharing a chuckle
>A SENSIBLE chuckle
>Not even a real laugh!
"He hasn't played any of the games, not even a single round of Pin The Tail On The Pony! He's just... chatting! Quietly! Is he bored? Did I pick the wrong kind of music he likes to dance to? Are the streamers the wrong color?! I'M LOSING IT HERE!"
>Fortunately the Pony Pop playing over the speakers was loud enough that no one heard your screech that last bit
>Rainbow Dash simply let you get all that out before reaching out to wrap a foreleg around your withers
>"Ah, Pinkie. This makes sense. You don't really know Gale, huh? Trust me, as someone who grew around the Shy household, he's having a good time."
>You wiped at your eyes, a few stress tears having slipped out, and looked at Rainbow to continue
>"Y'know the foal story about Golden Locks and the Three Manticores? Fluttershy, Zephyr, and Gale are pretty much like them."
>Well that didn't help at all, to be honest
>Your dissatisfaction with that answer must've shown on your face because Dash just laughed at you and kept talking
>"The first Manticore's nest is too soft, right? That's Fluttershy. She's... well, she's shy. Doesn't like to get out too much. Trust me, she lived up to her name even more as a filly. Zephyr Breeze is too hard. He's like, the total opposite. Very outgoing but so focused on himself that he doesn't care if he's getting on everypony's nerves. And Gale... well, he's just right. I guess. Social and pretty good at reading ponies. He loves talking. Maybe he's not playing any games or dancing to your Sapphire Shores playlist, but you've given him a lot of new ponies to meet. He's definitely having a great time. Why not go up and ask him? It's not like you to be afraid to strike up a conversation."

>>42960842
>You didn't consider it at first, but Rainbow makes a good point. Sure, all Anon's been doing tonight is chatting up... basically everypony, but it's not like he's actually looked bored or displeased
>Standing up just a bit straighter, you gave Dash a grin and nodded your head so hard something tucked in your mane jangled loudly
"You're right! I'm just being silly, huh? I'm gonna go right up to that stallion and see how he's doing, like I should've in the first place!"
>Rainbow just gives you a pat on the back and gestures with her head to go on, letting you free
>But as you stride on up to the stallion of the hour, you're blocked
>Again
>This time though it's not by any random party invitee
>But by a chaotic contemporary of yours
>Discord slips right out from behind a chair that had no conceivable way of hiding somepony as big as him
>Amateur hour stuff, really
>Engaging Anon in conversation before you could, causing your cheeks to puff up with irritation
>"Ah, Gale! Enjoying the festivities, I hope?"
>Anon regards Discord warily
>But he does stand his ground
>"Up until a few seconds ago. What's your angle this time, then? Got the DNA results back from the boys in the lab yet?"
>You didn't really have any idea what that meant, though that was just part for the course with a conversation featuring Discord
>The God of Chaos simply snorted at that
>"Yes, yes, we all saw the logo. So you've gone that far to trick my dear best friend, so lets try a new avenue of attack, shall we?"
>With paws as fast as lightning the Spirit jabbed at the Pegasus and
>And
>Booped his snout
>Right in front of everypony
>Without consent!
>A range of gasps echoed out across the party at the sight of such a barbaric act
>Though they were paired up nicely with noises of confusion as the act seemed to force Anon's mouth to open
>Spitting out some sort of odd plastic-y looking thin rectangle
>It was black in color and had little windows on the sides
>There seemed to be some sort of ribbon suspended in there, just as dark as the container
>"Lets see how long you've really been in her life then, boy."
>And just like that, the God of Chaos shoved the box into one of his ears
>A static effect took over his eyes as a revving noise began to emit from the Draconequus
>"Just got to rewind the tape a bit... and back... and back..."
>Gale and the rest of you observed, dumbfounded at these proceedings
>"My, there is a lot of tape here. Bit further... a few more years... and... ULP. Oh. Oh no. Gross."
>"Hey, what do you mean gross? What are you seeing, exactly?"
>There was an odd tone of fear in Gale's voice as he questioned Discord
>"Ugh. Almost threw up in my mouth a bit there. I rewound too far back and got a front row seat to the night of your conception. I did NOT need to know how much Gusty Shy had going on down there... mortal copulation is so gross."
>Discord spat out the black box, which disintegrated into dust as it fell to the floor

>>42960845
>He began wiping his tongue off with his paws
>"Kind of regret asking, really could go without that mental ima... wait a minute! You said his name! You knew it! I knew you did! Who was that even for, man?"
>The God of Chaos opens his mouth to answer, but he's cut off by something quite unexpected
>"DISCORD!"
>Oh jeez
>Fluttershy makes her way through the crowd, actually stomp her hooves as she gives Discord her most peeved of expressions
>You haven't seen her this upset since she caught that one colt tricking his dog by pretending to throw their ball but actually hiding it behind his back
>"Of all the rudest things! How dare you embarass my little brother like this! And that complete breach of privacy! I've never..."
>Fluttershy's voice fades off as she
>To the amazement of the populace less accustomed to seeing her deal with the draconequus
>Floats up to nab one of his ears and lead him right out of Sugarcube Corner, scolding him all the way
>An action he even humors by letting it happen rather than... well, do literally anything else
>With them gone you could probably hear a pin drop, now
>You make eye contact with Anon
>He's trying to put on that small smile of his but you can see the distinctly uncomfortable look in his eyes
>You offer him a gentle smile of your own before spinning around and shouting at the top of your lungs
>"HEY PARTY PONIES! LETS STOP STANDING AROUND AND GET THIS BAKERY QUAKIN', HUH? I DECLARE A DANCE OFF!"
>And just like that the noise picks right back up as you storm the dance floor with a cavalcade of ponies
>You missed your chance but that's fine
>Chatting him up's going to have to wait, you need to get the attention off him and get this party back on track
>And the night is young, after all
>You have plenty of time

>>42960099
https://ponepaste.org/11685
why its right here

which alicorn would you like to be held by?

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>>42960851
Poor Anon, maybe he’s at the last 5 minutes if this Discord episode.
>>42960999
Imagine being Tempest, seeing this child, and thinking ‘Yeah, let’s make this colt even more broken.’

>>42960999
He may be broken, but his smile sure ain't

>>42960999
Trips of pain
Painanon

>>42960999
>>42961127
https://youtu.be/VKhpE-oNoGY?si=cVeblLZ7cQOr0O_M
>Tempest, why are we still here, just to suffer?
>Every night I can still feel my horn, and my wings

>>42960999
>Wowee, I Finally made it to ponyville!
>Why is there ponice tape covering sugarcube corner?
>Oh boy, is that rainbow dash? she looks worse than I do.
>At least its a nice day today!

>>42958724
Spoken like a true familychad.

>>42960959
A warm hug from Celestia would be pretty cool

>>42960999
>oh boy Rainbow Dash is taking me on a tour of the Rainbow Factory with Scootaloo!

>>42960999
I'm gonna write a patient file for this dude

>>42961763
>Patient Name: Unknown/Anonymous
>SEX: [M] TRIBE: [ALCN]
>Condition:
>Mane, tail & coat matted and dishevelled. Presence of ticks and fleas confirmed upon admission, emergency treatments killed off bulk of parasites but further hygiene measures must be maintained to ensure healthy fur and hair and reduce stress on Patient's system.
>Minor lacerations and bruising across body particularly in fore & hind legs.
>1/3rd of Left ear maimed, ear is drooped from damage to Cartlidge, corrective surgery required to restore damage and prevent permanent loss of ear-control.
>Mismatched pupil sizes, indicative of untreated concussion and/or ocular trauma.
>Malnourishment, ribs visible through coat, preliminary weighing revealed patient is 28% below average for foal of suspected age.
>Bite-Wound on left hind leg between fetlock & cannon. Presence of foreign dentition was discovered in wound. Wound is infected and hot to the touch, surgery required to prevent loss of limb and strip away infected tissue.
>Horn damage. Patient's horn has been maimed with examination revealing Biothaumic damage associated with a severe mana-surge paired with blunt force trauma, internal leylines around base of horn in critical condition. Surgery required to grind down remains of horn and remove damaged leylines, veins and 'shrapnel' around horn base.
>Wing damage. Patient's wings have been maimed below the elbow joint, the limbs are in dire condition displaying signs of necrosis where the rest of the limbs were severed. Amputation required to prevent further risk to Patient's health.

>Care plan/Further steps:
>Surgery to prevent loss of life.
>Surgery to prevent permanent/further disability.
>Hygiene treatment to restore coat and hair to healthy state.
>Dietary treatment to bring patient up to healthy weight.
>Therapist requested to treat patient's mental/emotional state upon awakening.
>Social-Worker requested to locate Patient's family, medical history and provide, necessary, foster-care.
>Police notified of Patient's condition and admission.
>A hug.

>Additional notes:
>Somepony needs to notify the Princess/es. Dr.Horse has ordered double-security on his wing just in case somepony lets it slip who or rather what we have in the I.C.U. Frankly I'm shocked he's even alive, I'm even more shocked he keeps smiling in his sleep.

>>42961815
Summary of report, she's scared of and for patient. Will hug patient for their health.

>>42961815
Have you thought of doing more of these for other anon stallions/colts?
They're real interesting

>>42961894
Medical reports or short greens? I start alot of greens for random ideas since I have frankly too much time on my hands

>>42961899
Medical reports yeah
As for short greens any greentext is a good greentext

>>42961815
now I need to see nurse Redheart giving him a big 'ol hug.

>>42961905
I binge-read trust once lost so I could try doing some more medical shorts

>>42961815
Boy, he's a real clusterfuck.

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>Son, what is this "jee-five" you keep mumbling about?
>Come, it's almost time for dinner!
>Oh and you need to rehearse your speech for the peasants
>You should put in a bit about how easily I trounced Twilight Sparkle and took control of Equestria, I have an image to maintain as Queen

>>42962422
"Mom, why won't you let me date anyone?"
>"Courtship is between equals. Only another alicorn is worthy."
"There aren't any alicorns. The only ones you know about you want to murder."
>"That does limit your options. We'll look when I control everything."

>>42962090
>I could try doing some more medical shorts
DO IT!

>>42962431
date mom

>>42962431
>Mama Opaline takes over Equestria
>Search high and low for any trace of other alicorns
>Countless hunts turn up empty
>If this persists, you might have to marry your own mother
>Immediately redouble search efforts to avoid that fate
>Discover a small burrow deep in the Everfree Forest
>The place looks deserted with its dusty corridors and lifeless rooms
>Spot a purple alicorn mare tucked away in an the central library, frantically looking through a mountain of books
>Holy bits, it's Twilight Sparkle
>Mama will be so proud to hear you snuffed out one of her remaining rivals
>Prepare to attack with a beam of green magic
>Twilight spots you and drops her books
>Shockingly, she does not prepare a counter spell
>Instead you see fatigue and regret fight for dominance within her bloodshot eyes
>Twilight sighs and closes her eyes, offering nothing more than an apology in the names of her deceased friends
>You grit your teeth and prepare to fire
>The moon soon rises over the burrow
>Twilight opens her eyes to see you still standing there
>She asks why haven't you ended her life
>You remain silent
>Despite everything Mama Opaline taught you
>Despite every evil impulse that screams to kill her immediately
>You hesitate
>There are so few of your kind left in this world
>And even fewer chances to mate
>You've read the stories about Twilight and her friends
>Stories about their powerful elements
>Stories about their unbreakable bonds that protected your homeland time and time again
>Mama has always been fascinated by this "power of friendship", yet could not replicate it for obvious reasons
>Perhaps allowing her to live will benefit more than mere primal desires
>Without another word, you calmly walk over to the distressed mare
>Twilight opens her mouth to speak but you cut her off with a tender kiss
>Her eyes grow wild but ultimately close as she eagerly reciprocates
>It seems as though time has been cruel to Twilight as well
>How long as she been barricaded in this empty void all by herself
>How long has she been repressing her own needs and wants in the name of protecting Equestria
>The two of you explore feelings and sensations that almost feel make-believe
>Back and forth
>Back and forth
>The empty chasm of misery is briefly ignited by the passionate neighs and whinnies of your lovemaking
>For the first time in ages, you feel happiness
>Fulfillment
>Love
>Lust
>Hope
>Soon the sun rises again
>You awaken in a worn purple bed
>Twilight snuggles into you beneath the tattered sheets and contentedly mewls
>You lift the sheets and smile at her
>Twilight looks deep into your eyes and grins from ear to ear
>You can't imagine what's running through her mind
>But you do know one thing
>She's yours now, in heart and body
>You can't wait to tell Mama you found a wi-
>Oh bits
>What have you done

>>42960999
>>42961815
Still would take his place, I would have eternity to fix wings and a horn either way this sounds like a win.
Smile!

>>42962694
Anon, mom is going be disappointed.

>>42960999
>>42961815

>Be Rainbow Dash
>Speed itself
>Watching Ponyville's newest resident and expected winner of most upsetting to look at pony in history, Anon, from your cloud perch
>Cast on his hind leg from the timberwolf mauling, Left ear bandaged from where they had to cut off the damaged portion and permanently drooped, Horn ground down beneath the first groove and capped, Eyepatch over his right eye to let his damaged pupil heal, A black eye on the other, bruises practically everywhere, a tail & mane shaved a bit too short to cleanse it of bugs, ribs visible and of course the most obvious to her
>Those terrible bald spots in his coat, marred by awful X shaped stitches where they had to cut off his wings. Well, what was left of them.
>Imagine losing your wings? you'd sooner have nails driven into your hooves.
>He spots you on your perch and waves, precariously balancing on okay legs and one damaged
>You wave back and he beckons you down, curious what the little dude wants you hop down and tilt you head
>The guy doesn't speak ponish, something everypony quickly figured out in the hospital and again when they started permitting him to walk around the grounds with a nurse nearby but he has an almost mischievous look on his face
>"Whats up squirt?" you ask
>He says something in that weird-whacko language and shifts his body to the side nodding his head to his back
>You hesitate to look at the gnarly, upsettingly bare back but follow his gaze
>You scrunch in discomfort as he somehow wiggles the muscles of his wing bases, the bald flesh of his back flexing as if they were still connected to something
>He cackles at your expression