import 4.code.options;
import 4.code.about;

class Header{

public void title(){

String fullTitle = "/mlp/ - Pony";

public void menu();

public void board();

public void goToBottom();

public void refresh(a);

class Thread extends Board{
public void TheMeanSticks(OP Anonymous){

String fullTitle = "The Mean Sticks";
int postNumber = "32891453";
String image = "I will rape you when you sleep.png";
String date = "09/03/18(Mon)18:04:00";
String comment = ">These are the kind of ponies you want to have hateful angry aggressive sex with. With lots of punching and bruises and mother insults and cum
>These are the kind of ponies you want to married and have many foal and colt
>Clone stuff
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public void comments(){
if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32891460 && dateTime=="09/03/18(Mon)18:04:47")

What'd a stick version of Nyx be like?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32891490 && dateTime=="09/03/18(Mon)18:09:33")

That's adorable"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32891492 && dateTime=="09/03/18(Mon)18:09:54")

you're adorable"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32891514 && dateTime=="09/03/18(Mon)18:14:12")

I'll try later but RD isn't really my forte so if someone wants to give it a go I'd be totally fine with it."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32891527 && dateTime=="09/03/18(Mon)18:15:53" && image=="1754381.png")

They're beautiful."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32891531 && dateTime=="09/03/18(Mon)18:16:23")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32891554 && dateTime=="09/03/18(Mon)18:20:47")

These sticks want human dicks."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32891563 && dateTime=="09/03/18(Mon)18:22:10" && image=="1645088.png")

"M.Twilight is best dom.";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32891606 && dateTime=="09/03/18(Mon)18:33:26")

She's just acting that way to seem intimidating and controlling. She's totally a sub once you get to the real action."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32891637 && dateTime=="09/03/18(Mon)18:42:41")

She's one of those ponies who once she gets what she wants she doesn't know what to do with it. It is up to you to guide her through it so she'll let you take control. Then once she gets used to it she will turn full dom."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32892266 && dateTime=="09/03/18(Mon)20:51:13")

these ponies seriously need more art."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32892983 && dateTime=="09/03/18(Mon)23:37:20")

and porn"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32893307 && dateTime=="09/04/18(Tue)00:55:28")

God that pic is hot,,,"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32893341 && dateTime=="09/04/18(Tue)01:05:39")

"Got another idea... Chrysalis having one of them infiltrate a relationship with anon pretending to be the real mane six, anon drunkenly unawares starts to have his way with them... perhaps to their dismay...";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32893983 && dateTime=="09/04/18(Tue)07:17:48" && image=="10 out of 10.png")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32894370 && dateTime=="09/04/18(Tue)11:13:29" && image=="1528559632521.png")

And then the real one walks in and Anon is now stuck between a ruined relationship and an animated stick who doesn't even know who he is aside from him being the target of her mission."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32894781 && dateTime=="09/04/18(Tue)13:51:35")

"I want to stick my dick in mean Twilight";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32894799 && dateTime=="09/04/18(Tue)13:55:39")

A night in mean Twilight would be alright."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32895385 && dateTime=="09/04/18(Tue)16:49:34")

It might."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32895739 && dateTime=="09/04/18(Tue)18:35:14")

When you're both sore and too tired to keep fucking she'll whisper her plans for world domination in your ear to lull you both to sleep."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32895743 && dateTime=="09/04/18(Tue)18:36:43")

"Where are the writefags?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32895751 && dateTime=="09/04/18(Tue)18:39:54")

I want them to give me a splinter"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32895762 && dateTime=="09/04/18(Tue)18:44:48")

"I want Rarity to sew my anus shut.";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32896837 && dateTime=="09/05/18(Wed)00:53:34")

These are so great."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32896897 && dateTime=="09/05/18(Wed)01:16:27")

Gone sleep and fix writer-block"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32897069 && dateTime=="09/05/18(Wed)02:23:34" && image=="1529788925059.png")

Still here, anon, still writing."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32897629 && dateTime=="09/05/18(Wed)08:05:32")

Thank you for your time."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32897709 && dateTime=="09/05/18(Wed)09:22:19" && image=="1383172014450.gif")

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32897880 && dateTime=="09/05/18(Wed)10:53:58")

"I hope they return some day";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32898452 && dateTime=="09/05/18(Wed)14:42:56")

"What is the mean six's deepest darkest secrets?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32899121 && dateTime=="09/05/18(Wed)17:42:21")

"Dead wood.";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32899146 && dateTime=="09/05/18(Wed)17:47:35")

Plankie gets excited over boring stuff like watching paint dry.

The opposite of what these mares give me."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32899168 && dateTime=="09/05/18(Wed)17:52:07")

living stone?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32899181 && dateTime=="09/05/18(Wed)17:54:12")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32899231 && dateTime=="09/05/18(Wed)18:03:58" && image=="awkward.gif")

Expect more DMTS tomorrow or on friday, my eye is hurting for some reason and I couldn't spend a lot of time writing. Sorry for the delay."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32899245 && dateTime=="09/05/18(Wed)18:07:41")

I will be here. Ready for more."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32899256 && dateTime=="09/05/18(Wed)18:11:02")

no need to rush bro, take your time"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32899274 && dateTime=="09/05/18(Wed)18:20:12")

M.Twilight is deeply suffering from the fear of abandonment. She want to be the leader, to rule so ponies depend on her and she will never be alone. Then she died, alone and forgotten from all, having lived an ephemeral life.
M.Rarity want to hoard as much as she can to fill the void in her heart. Each item she manage to get ease the pain and she enjoy the feeling of peace before it come back at full force. Nothing managed to fill this emptiness, not even the cold embrace of death.
M.Pinkie is not bored to death, she just doesn't have any motivation. She doesn't have the strength, the will to move and she might look like she is doing nothing and complaining to be bored but she is just lost in her own mind and she can't help herself but feel like drowning, suffocating the more she is left alone, unwanted. She just want someone to be here for her, to show her the light in this world, to bring her the will to live. But nobody came.
M.Fluttershy want to be loved and is suffering from a lack of affection. Her "sisters" are suffering and keeping everything for themselves while M.Fluttershy see the animals loving each others and can't help herself to feel jealous about it. Why her mother treat them like mere tools? Why everyone want her to do something? Her mother want something from her, her sisters want something from her, the animals want her to help them, but no one saw that she was the one who needed to be saved. Then she faded, unwanted, unloved.
M.Applejack can't control herself when she talk and not a single thing she said is what she really want to say. She want to talk, she want to say everything from her heart, but she is just the prisoner of her own twisted body she started to hate. But even death couldn't save her from this prison."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32899280 && dateTime=="09/05/18(Wed)18:21:16")

M.RD is deeply afraid of showing her own feeling, afraid of being used and abandoned. She is not brave, she is not strong but she act like she doesn't care in hope that she will left alone. It was only in the last moment she came to understand what she really wanted, someone to take care of her and be here for her

Tell me, where were you when they needed your help?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32899295 && dateTime=="09/05/18(Wed)18:26:55" && image=="1bf8b3e8c03a2e4ce332a52f84626a27.png")

They really are tragic characters. And this bitch killed them."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32899974 && dateTime=="09/05/18(Wed)21:32:49")

Trees are like scorpions. They'll kill all and any competition."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32900674 && dateTime=="09/06/18(Thu)01:09:05")

I'd hate to see how she deals with creatures she deems unworthy."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32901060 && dateTime=="09/06/18(Thu)04:34:45")

I love these interpretations."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32901792 && dateTime=="09/06/18(Thu)10:25:49" && image=="lvl 120 purified sticc.png")

They have ascended to a higher plane of existence."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32901828 && dateTime=="09/06/18(Thu)10:38:30")

fuck that tree, and not in a sexual way"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32902840 && dateTime=="09/06/18(Thu)15:56:31" && image=="1528923419055.png")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32903211 && dateTime=="09/06/18(Thu)17:27:17")

With my prick?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32903226 && dateTime=="09/06/18(Thu)17:30:35")

>*higher plank of existence

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32903233 && dateTime=="09/06/18(Thu)17:33:09")

well...maybe in a sexual way."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32903830 && dateTime=="09/06/18(Thu)20:12:23")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32904994 && dateTime=="09/07/18(Fri)02:33:45")

Definitely in a sexual way."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32905280 && dateTime=="09/07/18(Fri)04:49:13" && image=="List.jpg")

"Alright boy! Let see who got that trait!";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32905852 && dateTime=="09/07/18(Fri)10:32:14")

Make her slick."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32906082 && dateTime=="09/07/18(Fri)12:50:53")

she thicc"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32906861 && dateTime=="09/07/18(Fri)17:38:58")

I want to stare into her unnervingly lifeless eyes as I cum inside."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32907169 && dateTime=="09/07/18(Fri)19:13:17" && image=="Grinch.jpg")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32907429 && dateTime=="09/07/18(Fri)20:36:26" && image=="medium.png")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32907787 && dateTime=="09/07/18(Fri)22:06:29" && image=="1528588994770.jpg")

I can kinda see it, probably?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32908993 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)04:32:23" && image=="1535123072245.jpg")

>it doesn't even blink
>just says "thank you""

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32909482 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)09:11:50")

That's kinda hot"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32909748 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)10:52:00" && image=="1389506853736.jpg")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32910050 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)12:07:14")

If bad ponies get the stick then what do bad sticks get?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32910075 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)12:12:23" && image=="1483401342914.png")

The pony?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32910104 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)12:17:35")

And I got the naughtiest stick of them all."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32910297 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)12:58:57")

The dick."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32910613 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)14:23:06")

"Would you have a picnic with a stick?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32910643 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)14:31:42")

you have no talent. you big retarded hoe"

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32910694 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)14:40:50")

>The deeper you go, the darker it gets.
>Ponyville's sunny weather doesn't affect the eternal enigma of the Everfree forest. It has its own rules.
>The very forest that brought you here, in Equestria, is something you wish you could challenge again.
>Alas, its secrets are kept well by the darkest thickets and twisted labyrinths of the ancient foliage.
>You haven't given up. But you've grown soft. Accepted your new reality. Your oath to find your way back has not been your priority for some time now.
>And these days you have your hands full. And the reason for that is, of course, the exile camp. The familiar clearing under leaden skies.
>It's going to rain at any moment.
>You hope that it will at least mask the odor of Fluttershy's medicine. You found out quickly that its minty aroma is persistent and threatens to stain everything near the vial.
>Seems like the seal on that thing isn't as hermetic as you initially assumed.
>Wouldn't it be funny if that smell ended up attracting some other dangerous animal or something?
>You better hurry to the camp.
>From afar it seems pretty much the same as always. Well, you've been away for like a day, so why wouldn't it be.
>The fire is almost out, as far as you can tell. Pinkie and Rarity occupy the seats near it.
>One is bored, the other is looking at something in her hooves.
>Nothing has changed. It would be silly to expect something drastic. You wonder if Flutterbitch is here after her retreat that day.
>She probably came around during the night or something. You don't expect to reconcile with her or anything, but... It would be nice to just move past that. It wasn't very graceful of both of you to act the way you did.
>If she'd just go back to being passive-aggressive you'd be fine with that.
>But you can't see her anywhere at the camp. Pinkie and Rarity is all you get as a welcoming party and they only now notice your approach.
>"Huh? Is that Anon?" you hear Pinkie say to Rarity."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32910703 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)14:41:59")

>"It is. It actually is!" the gray mare replies with growing excitement.
"Who else are you expecting?" you jokingly ask as you make your way to the fire.
>"Nopony, really," Pinkie says, positioning herself towards you. "Twilight said you won't be coming back."
"Why would she say that?"
>You think you know the answer, but it's a bit of a stretch.
>Someone else voices it for you, however. It's Rainbow Dash, landing near her tent after no doubt chilly nap.
>"We figured you won't be coming back after you've knocked Fluttershy out of the camp."
"I never-"
>"Oh, but we're glad you're back," Greedity says with glee.
>You already know why she's happy about it. All of her attention is on your sack as always. You bet she was waiting just for this moment. This is what you are here for, she probably thinks.
>"Who's back?"
>Applejack walks out of her tent, looking a bit groggy. You can't blame her for resting in this kind of depressing weather.
>"Anonymous?" Pinkie points at you.
>"What? He's been here the whole time! Heh, you girls must be going blind. No wonder, there's so much smoke in the skies."
>The liar points up above, to the low menacing clouds.
>"I've heard there's a volcano erupting somewhere up north. You can't even see the sun!"
"Heard? Who told you that?"
>"Uh, a pony who managed to escape a nearby village."
>"What pony?" Rarity's ears perk up even though she's not really listening, still looking patiently at your bag of goodies you brought just for her.
>"See?" AJ shakes her head. "They're all going blind from that smoke, they couldn't even see that pony."
"Alright, fair enough," you raise your palm, signaling Applejack to stop.
>The pony stops talking and decides that her job here is done. She intends to move past you when she walks to the campfire, but she chooses to do it so close to you that her side brushes against your leg as she moves by.
>You think you see a smile on her face as she goes."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32910711 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)14:43:16")

>It's unusual to witness such a thing as happy Liarjack. At least something is made better by your presence here.
>"Yeah, I bet Twilight will be so happy," Rainbow rolls her eyes and gets closer to the fire, seeing how AJ is finally there to tend to it.
>You can only guess if Twilight is still angry after she kicked you out of her tent that day. You wouldn't be surprised.
"So, she just said that I won't come here anymore or what?"
>"Pretty much," the blue pegasus shrugs and wants to add something, but the gates to the main boss open up swiftly, as if the purple alicorn has been listening the whole time.
>"I never said that!" an angry face emerges from the darkness of the purple tent.
>Rainbow mumbles "Here we go", as if she was expecting exactly this outcome. Which means she just tried to misinform you on purpose.
>Is she training to be the next Fluttershy or something?
>Or it's just Twilight trying to backpedal on her statement. You'll found out soon enough either way.
"Hey, Twilight," you say nonchalantly. "I guess you weren't expecting me?"
>"That's not it, I just said that they shouldn't be surprised if you don't return here for the next few days."
>"Or ever, as you said," Dash adds.
>"Or ever," Twilight grunts, looking at the blue mare.
>"And that we should just forget about him," Pinkie utters in a weak voice, already feeling tired laying on the log again.
>Applejack isn't swift with rekindling. The mare is poking the embers with a stick and is suspiciously lost in her own thoughts. So Pinkie, having no source of heat near her, is extra mushy and feeble.
>"I didn't say that either!" Twilight defends herself.
"What did you say?"
>"Something different," she looks away.
"Really now?"
>She must be ashamed of her own words now that you're here. A hard lesson to learn, but valuable nonetheless.
>"I said that we should prepare ourselves to live without your help."
>So that's what was so hard to admit."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32910723 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)14:45:12")

>The poor alicorn probably feels humiliated right now, admitting that you're actually needed at the camp.
>Actually, she's way into it, nearly blushing, at least trying to hide it with her head turned at an angle which might make it go unnoticed, so it's possible that she personally feels that way about you.
>You were helping her with reading after all. And no matter what she thinks, you do care about these ponies. And about her as well.
"Well, you can't rid of me that easily, so..."
>You try to laugh it off, but Twilight isn't amused. Then the pleasantries are over and it's time for you to get to your investigation going.
"Twilight, can I speak to you and Rarity in private?"
>The mare didn't expect such a question and her eyebrow is now raised in bewilderment. Rarity, on the other hand, doesn't want to question your request and is ready to go whenever your sack will lead her - as long as you finally give her something.
>The patience of this pony is something to be proud of. You've trained her well. Maybe she's ready to progress even further.
>Twilight sees Rarity's eagerness and finds herself cornered. If it something that concerns her, she might as well get it over with quickly.
>"Alright, come on in."
>She walks back into her tent and you follow her, together with Rarity close at your side.
>With the corner of your eye you see how both Applejack and Pinkie Pie both watch you closely as you go.
>You'll return to them later, but now is the time for business.
>Nothing has changed here in Twilight's abode. As you and Rarity take your place near her table, on the mattress, your gaze shifts from one thing to another, searching for books.
>"So, Anon, what is it?" Twilight inquires coldly.
>Right away she assumes you have some quarrel to be had with her and won't hesitate to get defensive.
"Just wanted to make sure if I got the message correctly, without others interrupting.""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32910730 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)14:46:55")

>"If this is about what I said, then it doesn't matter. Words are words."
"Until they're backed by actions."
>"Oh, aren't you such a delicate soul. Yes, I had to plan for us to move forward without you. Because I'm not stupid."
>She looks at Rarity as if she expects her to say something, but the greed pony is too busy drooling over your sack. You decide to finally give her your offering for today.
>"First of all, if something happens to you we must be able to operate on our own. Second of all, you might just ditch us for whatever reason."
"It's kind of mean of you to assume that."
>"Reality is mean. And I'm trying to be realistic here. Both of those things I've mentioned could've happened after Fluttershy attacked you."
"I told you I'll be back."
>"And if you were to change your mind I'd waste precious time hoping for you to return for naught. Are you really that stupid to not understand this?"
>Of course you do. It's just...
"I just thought you'd trust me more as an assistant, that's all."
>You look away, trying to focus on finding Rarity's item, but you see how Twilight looks to the side as well.
>Despite her explaining herself as a 'realist' here, you know how naive and idealistic she can be. These two stances of completely different origins clash so much that she looks like a bitter child who is making their first independent decisions.
>And if she completely missed the point you just brought up, well, she might just be.
>"I do trust you," she finally answers. "But I can't afford to constantly rely on you."
>Your fingers finally find the compass you've been looking for and you start pulling it out of the sack.
>But Greedity has her own plans, it seems. Her horn lights up as she sniffs the air.
>Twilight's voice sounds a lot more tame and warm now, and you feel sincerity in it:
>"Maybe I really was too quick to-"
>"Oooh!" Rarity's awe interrupts Twilight's heartfelt confession."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32910737 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)14:48:09")

>The alicorn frowns when she hears that, but even more so when she notices Greedity pulling out a small vial out of your sack.
"No, Rarity, this isn't for you," you hastily clarify.
>"It is now!"
>The pony sniffs the lid and you only now realize how she even found this.
>"No, come on, Rarity!" Twilight takes your side in this. "This looks dangerous."
>"But it smells good."
>"Remember the last time you tried tasting some strange potion in a vial?"
"The last time?"
>"You were out cold the whole day," Twilight ignores your question. "I don't want to carry you back to your tent again every time you wake up only to fall down a minute later."
>That does make Rarity consider her decision one more time.
>"But I just wanted to make tea."
>"It wasn't tea, Rarity."
>"But it smelled like it."
>"Do you even know how tea smells like?" Twilight squints her eyes.
>"Just like that potion, to my knowledge."
"Wait, what is this all about?"
>The alicorn grunts yet again and points at Rarity.
>"She brought some potions in fancy vials with skulls on them from who knows where, and decided that it would be such a fun idea to try and boil and drink them without knowing what's actually there."
>"I thought it was tea!" Greedity whines, putting your remedy down at last.
>"Why did you even want tea so badly, you've never even tasted it!"
>"I just- I wanted to..."
>The greedy pony looks at you and mumbles something.
>"You probably wouldn't even like it," Twilight crosses her legs on her chest.
>You think you vaguely remember Rarity asking you about tea. Was it because of that?
>She asked you if you liked it. But... it can't be THAT, right?
>More importantly, 'fancy vials with skulls on them' isn't something you've ever encountered anywhere other in one peculiar hut deep in the Everfree.
"Wait, when was that again?"
>"A few days ago."
>You've got to be kidding.
"What have you done with the potions?""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32910751 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)14:49:53")

>"I've confiscated them, of course" Twilight states. "Rarity won't try and brew them again. And I don't want new ones in this camp either!"
>Well, that's one mystery solved... Probably?
>"But it smells nice," Rarity is still keeping her hoof on the fabric that seals the remedy.
"Come on, Rarity. I have something different for you."
>You take out your gift compass and show it to the unimpressed mare.
>"I have this already."
"So? You have a lot of duplicate things, like brushes and quills."
>She humphs and turns her head to the side, swinging her perfectly styled mane at your face.
"Don't be picky now."
>"But it's..." she mutters to herself and you decide that it's finally the moment to try something new.
>Time to see if she puts any value in the one who provides all these items for her and not just the items themselves.
"Then maybe we can trade?"
>"Trade?" she almost looks shocked at such a proposition.
"Yeah, barter. Look, if you return the vial to me I'll throw in a little extra. Something like..." you frantically search the insides on your sack and finally take out something. "Like this!"
>Only then you look at what you've scooped up from the bottom.
>It's a box of matches in a thin wrap. It doesn't look pristine, but it's 'something'.
>Twilight shakes her head, knowing that giving Rarity something like this isn't safe at all, but you need this to work right now so you ignore it.
"You can have both of these if you give me back my medicine."
>"But..." Rarity doesn't look persuaded. "I can just take all three of these right now, you know."
"I won't bring you anything ever again if you do that."
"Because... Because I won't trust you to not take everything else with it."
>She never took anything of yours as long as you bring her something and maybe that could convince her.
"But right now I trust you to make the right choice. The one that will keep our accord going. And two for one isn't that bad of a deal, right?""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32910772 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)14:53:55")

>You smile at her, but deep inside you're trying to figure out what to do if she refuses. Losing Fluttershy's remedy doesn't sound like a very fun time.
>It's not like you're afraid that somehow you'll come across timberwolves. You've never had to worry about something like that without even knowing there's a danger of some deadly toxin.
>But still, giving it up feels wrong.
>On the other hand these ponies might need an asset like this as well. Even if they already have means to deter the beasts.
>In the end it all comes down to Rarity being willing to get past her compulsion. It's a choice between you and her nature. Desire to steal and your trust.
>Something that differentiates her from an animal.
>"Uhh..." she finally opens her mouth. "Well, alright, fine. I guess if you'll be back with more later it's better in the long run."
>Your smile turns into one of relief. Rarity wants to let you know that it was a hard decision for her, but the way she takes both of your very special items tells you that she's more than willing to cooperate like this.
>It does seem a bit harder for her to nudge the remedy vial back to you, but after she does that it doesn't look like she'd going to miss it.
>Both the compass and the matchbox are now in both her hooves and she's pretty satisfied with that, holding them close.
>Now that the test is over you swiftly put your medicine back where it belongs and change the subject:
"By the way, you look like you've put some effort into that mane."
>Twilight, who was completely disinterested this whole time (or at least made it seem that way) now perks up to see where you're going with this.
>Greedity chuckles and turns her head again, swaying her mane the other side.
>"I'm glad you noticed. It wasn't easy."
>The pony's eyes are shining when her inspired gaze crosses yours and you feel a bit of warmth pooling at the center of your chest.
>For a moment you're paralyzed by it, but it passes soon enough."

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>You snap out of it, remembering that you're not saying this to compliment her.
"Someone else took notice of it too."
"Yeah, back in Ponyville."
>Twilight's eyes go wide and she opens her mouth to counter your accusation, but Rarity, mellowed by your praise, answers first:
>"Oh, then it really was worth it. I used the brush you gave me before and-"
>"Rarity!" Twilight barks at her and the grey mare has to stop her explanation.
>"What is it, Twilight?"
>"We weren't supposed to talk about- Ugh, never mind."
>Seems like the gig is already up and you didn't even have to try much to make the suspects confess.
>Two cases in a row, solved and almost closed. Man, Shadow Spade has something to learn from you.
"You mean you wanted to hide it from me?" you turn to the alicorn who doesn't even look at you, forelegs still crossed. "It's kind of a big deal, don't you think?"
>Twilight sighs and turns to Rarity.
>"Anon, if you two are done I think you and I should discuss it in private."
"I think-"
>"Rarity, you should go now."
>"I thought Anon wanted to-"
>"You got what you wanted, can we talk now?" Twilight is getting more annoyed by the moment.
>Seeing how this is going down, you turn to Rarity and try to get between Twilight and her.
"Rarity, I'll talk to you later about it, alright? I want to hear all about your mane later."
>"I guess..." she looks at the entrance.
>You really don't want this to turn into another argument. Fluttershy was one thing, but Rarity doesn't need to participate in something like this.
>Twilight probably won't hesitate to verbally attack her just like that, going by her previous experience, and Rarity doesn't stand a chance, she's no yellow bully. A delicate mare like her won't hold that kind of banter.
>Well, delicate might be a strong word in this case, but still.
>"Fine, I'll see you later..." Rarity finally decides, and then adds a bit louder: "In MY tent.""

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>With that she sees herself out. Both of her new items float before her and she also makes sure to fling her mane to the side one more time for your amusement.
>She's such a spoiled kid. You feel dirty for enabling that sort of behavior.
>But at least you've now proven that she's not beyond redemption. And that means every pony here is like that. You just have to try enough.
>Right now you have a different matter at hand though. Twilight is looking at you, knowing what it's going to be about. And she's not happy about it, not one bit.

That's it for today, I hope you enjoyed it. Sorry for delay, I'm fine now and I hope to see you sooner next time. Thank you for your patience as always."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32910900 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)15:13:58")

Never stop lad. You're good"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32910908 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)15:15:22")

M.Twilight and M.Rarity were really cute, it warmed my heart to imagine them. I wonder how they would react if Anon hug them. I've been thinking about how to treat them and I think trying a hug could be an interesting experiment. Ponies are really social and are a herd species. Contacts are pretty much a normal thing and the Mean 6 aren't like that, so, what would happen? How would they react?

Anyway, thanks for your work and your wonderful story, like always, I love it."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32911251 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)16:26:11")

I love your green, thank you for your work."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32911271 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)16:30:14")

Good to see that you are better. Thanks for the delectable green."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32911884 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)18:27:50")

I'm the most interested to see how FlutterMean would react to a hug."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32912157 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)19:06:26")

this green gives me life"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32912196 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)19:13:48" && image=="2ba505e6760ef89459f2a02e08b5741259bf250c9de54fb7d5f9b4c65095bb76.gif")

yessss you always put a smile on my face when I see an update"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32912349 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)19:49:01" && image=="Whatisaffection.jpg")

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32912356 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)19:50:07")

She'd probably try to beat you up once you get close enough, she'd never think you'd try to hug her of all things. Also, first hug would end with her trying to exploit your weakness of being that close. Perhaps a kick to the groin will teach you not to approach her? Not a chance

I think it would depend on how much she values you. If you're in her possession then maybe she'd allow it and then would probably like it. As long as you're not in the way it's fine.
As long as you "get it out of your system" she'd begrudgingly allow it, but would later come to conclusion that there's more positive effects from it and wouldn't mind it anymore."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32912979 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)22:46:34")

hug fighting?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32912999 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)22:52:17")

I hate this picture and I hate you for sharing it. I left r9k to not feel this."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32913240 && dateTime=="09/08/18(Sat)23:56:34")

greedity and liarjack are top cute"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32914631 && dateTime=="09/09/18(Sun)09:14:15")

somebody draw it"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32914961 && dateTime=="09/09/18(Sun)11:23:54")

God, I love your work."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32915512 && dateTime=="09/09/18(Sun)14:14:21")

Plankie would lean into and passively allow you to shower her with affection. Which she will always want but is unable to go out of her way to get it. Silently wishing for you to do it to her again. You can almost see the need in her eyes."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32915832 && dateTime=="09/09/18(Sun)15:21:12")

Another great chapter. Well done."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32916385 && dateTime=="09/09/18(Sun)17:33:34")

as usual"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32916969 && dateTime=="09/09/18(Sun)20:00:44")

"Dick the stick with your prick and make it slick with her shlick.";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32917957 && dateTime=="09/10/18(Mon)00:53:51")

"Can you actually impregnate them?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32918001 && dateTime=="09/10/18(Mon)01:07:10")

You mean pollinate."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32918231 && dateTime=="09/10/18(Mon)02:35:50")

If they're ponies they probably have pony anatomy too."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32918686 && dateTime=="09/10/18(Mon)06:45:26" && image=="whenyoufinallyfeelthetouch.png")

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32918983 && dateTime=="09/10/18(Mon)09:24:17")

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32919071 && dateTime=="09/10/18(Mon)10:08:21")

Gimme gimme"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32919072 && dateTime=="09/10/18(Mon)10:08:31" && image=="1819738.jpg")

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32919075 && dateTime=="09/10/18(Mon)10:10:57" && image=="1495155311428.gif")

Fucking kek, good job. Those expressions are spot on."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32919821 && dateTime=="09/10/18(Mon)15:32:29")

Give him the stick
DON'T give him the stick"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32920567 && dateTime=="09/10/18(Mon)19:08:13")

Wasn't there one with Celestia? It was cute."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32920677 && dateTime=="09/10/18(Mon)19:40:27" && image=="starved for physical affaection.jpg")

Here you go, Anon."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32922083 && dateTime=="09/11/18(Tue)04:29:30")

I want to give Greedity as many foals as she can possibly handle so she's too busy to try and steal other shit"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32922508 && dateTime=="09/11/18(Tue)09:13:16")

She'd just steal from her foals: food, toys, homework. Of course she'd live in the same house so it would just take one distraction to get everything back. But at the end of the day it's worth it when she tries giving you and all of them a big hug, saying "Mine!" with a big smile on her tired but happy face."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32923187 && dateTime=="09/11/18(Tue)13:52:24")

What would Sticclestia be like? Something like Daybreaker?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32923202 && dateTime=="09/11/18(Tue)13:58:07")

Nah, she would be lazy, rude, and and unkempt slob with no ability to teach anything to anyone. She would have the personality of a spoiled teenager."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32923473 && dateTime=="09/11/18(Tue)15:24:18" && image=="NcgmIyPuXmA.jpg")

That's kinda hot. Imagine if she took the Mean Six after Chrysalis bailed on them, she'd be like the trashiest "mom" ever, sometimes more immature than the ponies she's supposed to care after. Fuck, I'd read a story about that."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32923637 && dateTime=="09/11/18(Tue)16:27:38")

Oh man, you don't know how much I want this right now."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32924089 && dateTime=="09/11/18(Tue)18:42:30")

Me too. I can't afford to take another story so we'll just have to hope someone appears to take this idea."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32925431 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)01:52:10")

haha I get it Twilight Sparkle"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32925582 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)02:42:36")

">You and your stick waifu settle down somewhere far away.
>At first, she prefers keeping to herself when it comes to ponies.
>She eventually picks up the hobby of pony watching though.
>One day, at the park, she watches some foals play, when one trips and scrapes their knee.
>The foal is crying as they're leg bleeds red and your waifu tilts her head curiously.
>Later that night, you walk into the kitchen to find your waifu with a knife, the skin of her forearm split and dripping yellowish-green sap.
>She looks up at you with a sad frown.
>"Anon... Am I a real?""

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32925591 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)02:46:34")

It's too bad she won't live.

...but then again, who does?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32925733 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)03:54:50" && image=="54624617454.jpg")

>Am I a real?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32925773 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)04:26:19")

>You are stunned by the question before your eyes drift back to her injured leg.
>That's enough to get you moving as you run over and yank the knife from her hoof.
"What were you thinking?" you ask as you place the knife on the counter and grab a washcloth.
>Dampening it, you press it over the cut and press, idly noting that she barely flinches.
>"I wanted to see... if I bleed like that pony at the park," she whispers.
"Well, congratulations, you got your answer," you mutter, wondering whether or not you'd have to disinfect the wound.
>Hopefully she won't need stitches.
>It'd be hard to explain the yellow-green sap leaking out to a doctor.
>"Yeah..." she says. "I don't."
>You still.
"Well... not exactly like other ponies, but you still bleed. That's why you can't go carving yourself up like a jack-o-lanturn."
>"You didn't answer the question. Am I real, Anon?"
"Seeing as how I'm currently holding on to you, I'd say yes."
>"But my blood-"
"Is sap. Yeah, I noticed," you cut off.
>"So I'm not a pony..."
>You heave a sigh.
"No... you're not."
>"Oh..." she breathes, head dropping.
>You tilt her chin up with a finger.
"Neither am I, though, or gryphons, or minotaurs," you say. "You aren't a pony, but that doesn't mean you aren't real. You have thoughts and feelings, hopes and dreams. You're a person, Rainbough. What runs through your veins doesn't change that."
>She swallows thickly and sniffles.
>"S-so, you it doesn't matter... to you, I mean? That I'm not a pony?"
"No," you answer with a gentle smile. "Not one bit. Do you know what you are, Dawdle?"
"You're the person I snuggle with when we cloud watch all afternoon. You're the one sleeps on the kitchen counter while I make dinner just to keep me company. You're who I love more than anyone else, because you're my wife."
>Tears bead up at the corner of her eyes, and she flings herself forward in a surprising display of energy.
>"I love you, Anon!" she cries, wrapping her hooves around in a tight hug"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32925822 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)05:07:39")

We should make a definitive list of all the Mean6 names.
Rainbough Dawdle
Pinkie Pine
Liarjack... eh, no would pun.
What else do we got?"

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if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32925895 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)05:48:58")

I know what the name would be, at least.
Not the best, and no wood puns, either."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32925906 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)05:56:11")

"Rarity- Disparity.
Twilight-Midnight (easy)"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32926363 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)10:05:47" && image=="1494210821518.png")

That was bittersweet, I love it."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32926398 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)10:27:02")

Plankie Pine
Twiglight Barkle"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32927216 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)14:34:28")

This was nice dose of feels."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32927254 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)14:53:02")

It's shit, give me de-meaning."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32927287 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)15:07:02")

You're shit, comfy stories are good and I want more of them."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32927304 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)15:13:33")

Seconding. I want a story about Treelestia."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32927681 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)17:15:37")

>"So," Meanlight repeats after you.
>Her grim gaze doesn't leave you as you travel back to the table. In turn, your stare goes back to the irrefutable evidences of the alicorn's crimes.
>And those aren't exactly hidden. Twilight's eyes dart to the obvious item that's right there, sitting on top of the stack of books in the corner.
>You sit down at your usual place, taking the "Equestrian Wildlife and Its Hierarchy" in your hands.
>"Spit it out," Twilight barks impatiently. "I know already what you're going to say, just make it quick."
"Well, maybe I'll surprise you. No need to hurry."
>Twilight's whole face exhibits annoyance and at this point you're just doing this on purpose.
>Once you can't sustain your serious outlook anymore, you chuckle softly and shake your head.
"Alright, I'll bite. Why this book?"
>"That's not what you want to really ask."
"I am asking this though."
>"I'm sorry I hurt your precious human feelings with my totally vapid pragmatic attitude."
"I just want to know why did it have to be such an extremely specific book."
>After a brief pause Twilight graces you with an actual answer:
>"It's because of that thing about the monster, remember?"
"The Rainbow's one?"
>"Yes. I thought I'd look into it just in case. I got my book, but, of course, the weakest link wasn't me."
"It was her?"
>"Rainbow Dash couldn't answer any of my questions about the beast she has seen. I've asked her a few times and nearly all of the features she named were different each time."
>The pony's hooves massage her temples in attempt to relieve the taint of other's incompetence she still feels.
>"But still, it was educational, I guess. I never imagined there's so many dangerous creatures out there."
"I bet this forest is full of them."
>"Some are very territorial. Maybe I can even learn something from their behavior. Like how they deal with their packs or clans or whatever they have.""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32927683 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)17:16:43")

"I don't think you can take pointers for commanding actual ponies from there."
>"It's worth a try."
>Yeah, what an alpha predator she is.
>"Shame it doesn't describe any ways to defend from these monsters."
"You'll figure something out."
>"I guess, but that's Fluttershy's job, not mine."
"Is she even here? After, you know..."
>"Yeah, she's in her tent."
"Wait, really?"
>"Yep," Twilight nods and turns her head to the tent's entrance like she's expecting the yellow mare to take her cue and come in. "She doesn't stay for long though. Something keeps her busy out in the wild. Other than that she barely talks to us."
"Maybe I should go talk to her."
>"That's possibly the worst thing you could do."
"How so?"
>"I mean, she hit you once, she'll probably attack you the second you walk in."
"I don't think so, I mean, she-"
>Remembering Meanshy's face from back then you feel only regret. Aren't you the one who is supposed to guide them, make them the better selves?
>That means Flutterbitch too. Actually, it especially means her.
>"Hey, if you want to do it then I won't stop you," Twilight brings you back from your thoughts. "Don't blame me if you get kicked again."
"I guess."
>"If you're gonna try to talk sense to her, you better hurry. She has work to do. Without her no one is going to find that moss to burn. Even though I still don't know if it does anything, it's better to be safe than sorry."
"Let me guess, the book has nothing about that either."
>"Not a word. It does a great job explaining how dangerous timberwolves are though. I suspect this publication was created more to entice fear than to help understand how to gain an upper hoof against these creatures."
>That's an interesting observation. Twilight really did spend time reading through this.
"Can you actually understand what's written here with no problem?"
>"Not everything, no. But it's really simple. I can handle that level."
"Oh, by the way...""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32927687 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)17:17:57")

>You just remembered you have books for her. Reaching your sack you find them with ease.
"Here you go."
>"You really did bring them, good job," Twilight nods in approval.
>Looking at both of your gifts, she smiles impishly.
>"Yes, these will do nicely."
"You already have one dictionary though, kinda wasteful."
>She interrupts herself, reminded of her crime once again.
"Why did you have to send Rarity there?"
>Twilight doesn't answer, looking away and pretending to explore the cover of that book on magic.
"And, actually, how did you even find a way to Ponyville?"
>"Oh, that was easy," she puts the tome down. "I've been following you back there to learn the path."
"Really now?"
>The fact that Twilight understands why you're upset with her sending Rarity to steal and at the same time completely oblivious to the fact that spying on you is just as bad would be funny, if it wasn't that infuriating.
>And a bit scary. She's the kind of pony who would easily do anything if she believes that the result justifies it.
>"What about it? It's not like it's forbidden or anything."
>While it's true you still don't believe she just doesn't know any better.
"Twilight, you or any other pony of this camp can't afford to be seen in Ponyville."
>"I know, I was careful."
"Rarity wasn't, she was seen."
>"I know, that's regrettable."
"Twilight, you-"
>"What do you suppose I do about it right now? Go apologize to the ponies who saw her? Get real, Anon, it can't be helped at this point."
>It's hard to admit that she's kinda right about that.
>"Rarity was a lousy thief, I completely agree. I thought that it's her forte and I could rely on her, turns out I couldn't. I accept the blame for it, it was my own miscalculation."
"Can you just not go there anymore?"
>"I don't need anything at the moment so I don't intend to."
"Just ask me if you need to get something from there."
>"But I do, you were just out of question at the time."
"The hell I was!""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32927692 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)17:20:00")

>That audible frustration in your voice makes Twilight back away a little.
>"I have already explained that to you. I had to make a decision and I made one. It's what I do."
>For a second you're locked in a staredown; Twilight is the first to break it.
>"It doesn't diminish your value here, alright? If that's what you're getting to. As you said, we can't really operate in Ponyville, so you're still our best hope for that place. Does that sound acceptable to you?"
"I guess. Just... Don't let yourselves be seen ever again."
>"With ponies like these lazy mules it would be kinda hard to manage."
"That's also your responsibility, right? Make it work."
>"I'm doing my best with the material I'm given," she rolls her eyes sarcastically.
"And if you fail that it will be on me to salvage, so try your best, please."
>Twilight doesn't take offense in your tone, but she gives you a stare of disbelief.
>"How would you be responsible?"
"I'd be the only one in the know, like with that Rarity incident."
>"Yes, but how does that make you responsible?"
"If things escalate I'll surely be found out and then interrogated. Hell, I'm risking it every day going here. I wonder if someone will eventually try to trail me here."
>The only pony who could possibly get that suspicious would probably be Fluttershy, now that you think about it.
>"I guess so."
"It's a miracle no one has discovered this place yet. Pegasi don't fly that far, I guess. And no one sees the smoke from the campfire..."
>"We try to be discreet about it."
>Or maybe ponies don't actually watch the forest at all. With their superstitious fears of it this isn't so far fetched.
>"Would ponies dislike us if they found out about us?"
"No idea. I don't even know who you really are, so they won't know either."
>Twilight looks down to the ground, thinking about it.
>"There's no place for us anywhere at this point in time. That's why we have to make our own."
>She nods to herself, reaffirming her doctrine to herself."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32927699 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)17:21:07")

"But only Ponyville is an immediate danger to you since your counterparts all live there. Do you think any other village, especially small and remote, would care about you six?"
>"Sooner or later they would."
"Says who? Ponies aren't that suspicious. I bet if you put on an eyepatch and cover your cutiemark with a piece of paper or something, no pony in Equestria would be able to recognize you."
>"I don't know, they can't all be that stupid."
"Alright, but do you really need the whole Equestria? Make your own village or something?"
>"Anon, that wouldn't-"
"Or just a big house with enough rooms to live together."
"Even a couple of wagons to travel between places if you're afraid of-"
>She finally stops you and shakes her head.
>"It's not a matter of living somewhere far away, it's a matter of not living like exiles, in constant fear. The only way to achieve that is to be the ones in charge."
"By that you mean yourself."
>"Who else would be able to do it?"
"Right. Because no one else here even wants to rule anything."
>"And so you're repeating Fluttershy's horseapples. Congratulations."
>Silence befalls both of you, who are unwilling to continue this conversation in that manner. You may think that Twilight's worries aren't warranted, but she thinks otherwise. At this point arguing about it would be just milling the rhetorical wind.
>Twilight gives it a thought and then asks:
>"What do you think Twilight would do to me? If she found out about me and my plans?"
>That came out of nowhere. You have to spend a few seconds in search for a response.
"I... I don't really know. She's known to forgive ponies no matter their crimes. And you haven't even done anything that bad."
>"Well, isn't that just perfect."
>Twilight takes the book about magic you brought and tries to show how little she cares by pretending she's reading it. But she's not fooling anyone but herself."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32927712 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)17:23:32")

>And you won't call her out on it just yet, even if the hint is so obvious it's ludicrous how she missed it.
>But Meanlight's defensive reaction isn't enough for you to stop going on about the princess of friendship.
"She's a kind pony, considerate and helpful. Always tries to listen and find a solution. I can't imagine her doing anything bad to you."
>"She sounds just fantastic. Isn't she the best."
>You swear to god, you really tried your hardest to hide your grin, but you are but a man, and each man has his limits. Thankfully, Meanlight isn't watching your struggle, she's too busy looking away from you and scrunching her muzzle in frustration behind that book.
>It would be so easy to nag her a bit right now, but you decide to appeal to reason.
"You can imagine anything you wish but I learned this first-hand. Twilight was the one who helped me secure my place in this world. Without such basic things as a roof above my head, food and her attention I couldn't have had it nearly as good as I do now."
>Meanlight's ears flicker backwards a little bit and she relaxes, finding something to relate to in your story.
"That's why I'm sure she of all ponies would understand the situation you're in right now."
>"I'm not giving myself up to her if that's what you're trying to say here."
>That's not what you're saying at all. But it's in this moment that exact thought crosses your mind.
>If Twilight hesitates too much, winter will outright kill these ponies. And even if she remains adamant about her motives, others might not share her bravado.
>You hope it won't come down to making a deal with them behind her back. Sounds like deserting a battle.
>But if the battle is hopeless right from the start...
>That's what Twilight is trying to prove wrong though. She won't forgive you for this and you'll destroy what semblance of trust she has for others."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32927724 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)17:26:07")

>If you are to convince these ponies to just give up and get to Ponyville or any other settlement where they can at the very least not freeze and starve to death, it's gotta be all six, no exceptions.
"I'm not suggesting anything other than being rational."
>"Alright. Whatever."
>She concedes without a struggle now and hides her face behind the book once more. But this is as far as you're willing to go with this.
>You reach out to her and put your finger on top of her book to pull it towards you, revealing the mare's confused face.
"You're holding it upside down."
>Flustered, the mare immediately flips the book with magic. She can't see your smug smirk behind her wall of shame she retreats behind once again.
>For some time you sit in quiet, but Twilight lowers her defenses soon enough, hint of red still on her cheeks.
>"Can you read that first book some more?" she asks you, still on edge.
>Her hoof points at your good old relationship book. It's under the rest of Twilight's collection and you feel kinda proud.
>Started with something so small and now this little mare is reading on her own.
>No matter what you can't deny your influence on her. You hope it's going to be enough to sway her opinions before it's too late.
"You can read it on your own now, can't you?"
>The alicorn smiles and slides the book from under the stack to give it to you.
>"I can, but I still make mistakes, don't know big complicated words and can't read as fast as you."
>As you open the book she adds:
>"Besides, this one's on you. So you've gotta finish it."
>That sentiment makes you smile. Interesting how Twilight sees it as some kind of a tradition now. She hasn't touched the book in your absence either.
"Sounds good to me."
>You try to remember where you left off, but once you start reading it comes back to you."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32927734 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)17:28:32")

>It feels kinda good to do it again. Just simple reading together with no worries about anything.
>Almost feels cozy enough to forget about everything that is bound to change everything about this camp if Twilight allows things to drift the way they are now.
>And Twilight seems to feel the same way, getting lost in calming sound of your monotone reading.
>It's like meditation for her, so maybe that's the feeling she's after.
>Maybe you'll read some other books for her later. Like Twilight's friendship journal so she can actually understand what you meant without getting mad.

That's it for today, hope you enjoyed it. Once more I thank you for your patience and wonderful feedback (you are all too kind, anons), and hope to see you again soon."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32927769 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)17:38:11")


>She's known to forgive ponies no matter their crimes. And you haven't even done anything that bad.
>Always tries to listen and find a solution.
>I can't imagine her doing anything bad to you.
Twilight 'pop the clone, job well done' Sparkle?
If she finds them, those sticks are fucking dead."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32927827 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)17:58:44")

this was a sweet update"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32927910 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)18:26:35")

Twilight "If Pinkie Has A Clone, She'll End Up Alone" Sparkle."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32927914 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)18:27:41")

Every time I see an update from you it's like unwrapping a present. Thanks for the update."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32927918 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)18:27:54" && image=="1494708663648.jpg")

>Twilight Sparkle, THE princess of redemption, reformation and rehabilitation
>doing something to ponies who at this point have done nothing bad
What a delusion to have."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32928191 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)19:57:52" && image=="1799665.jpg")

Good stuff, writefags."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32928229 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)20:05:49")

>Twilight "Leaving A Copy Is Just Being Sloppy" Sparkle"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32928496 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)21:06:50")

>put on an eyepatch and cover your cutiemark with a piece of paper or something, no pony in Equestria would be able to recognize you


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32928516 && dateTime=="09/12/18(Wed)21:11:57")

Thanks, I enjoyed reading the story"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32930073 && dateTime=="09/13/18(Thu)07:32:42")

"There was a good one posted a week or two ago, about Anon and his stick wife.
They move far away into the country side, and have 2 kids.
Then when chysalis was defeated, her magic that was keeping them alive faded and the wife turned back into wood, Anon rushed upstairs only to find his two kids the same way.

Anyone have it?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32930084 && dateTime=="09/13/18(Thu)07:44:49")

That was LiarJack, and her twin foals, Charlatan and... Fibber, I think."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32930109 && dateTime=="09/13/18(Thu)08:10:17")

Yes that's the one."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32930591 && dateTime=="09/13/18(Thu)12:22:43")

It was in the last thread and it's still archived, link is in the OP. The guy really should just bin it though."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32931697 && dateTime=="09/13/18(Thu)18:40:01")

That was pretty fucked up"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32932015 && dateTime=="09/13/18(Thu)20:02:26")

"Morherfucker, I will eat you.";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32932560 && dateTime=="09/13/18(Thu)22:40:27")

Was it in the last thread? I don't see it in there."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32933022 && dateTime=="09/14/18(Fri)01:13:55")

Here: >>32876441 and >>32876449"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32933051 && dateTime=="09/14/18(Fri)01:29:00")

Reading this makes me want to cum.

But from my heart."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32933068 && dateTime=="09/14/18(Fri)01:37:37" && image=="5c7.jpg")

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32933983 && dateTime=="09/14/18(Fri)11:14:11")

>eating sticks
Not the best idea m8"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32934079 && dateTime=="09/14/18(Fri)12:17:37")

Locked a filly in tartarus for one thing...."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32934826 && dateTime=="09/14/18(Fri)17:28:47")

Wasn't that Celestia?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32935342 && dateTime=="09/14/18(Fri)19:44:25")

thank you"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32937723 && dateTime=="09/15/18(Sat)11:06:16")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32938658 && dateTime=="09/15/18(Sat)14:59:31")

"Stick pone";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32940518 && dateTime=="09/15/18(Sat)23:36:05")

What would SticcLuna be like then? And Cadence?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32941706 && dateTime=="09/16/18(Sun)09:18:32")

">"You ruined everything!"
Meanlight says as you walk in on your surprise party early."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32942300 && dateTime=="09/16/18(Sun)13:06:12")

>surprise party turns into surprise rape to keep the surprise element intact"

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32942382 && dateTime=="09/16/18(Sun)13:45:59")

>You left off on a chapter fairly relevant to Meanlight's interests, so she's all ears now.
>Sitting at her table with a thoughtful expression, she listens to you patiently.
>A nice change of pace from being kicked out of her tent because you said something she doesn't like.
>Seeing how she handled the previous conversation it could be that she's a bit more resilient now. Maybe your absence has cooled her off a little bit.
>But now you're reading about influence and that's something she definitely wants to hear.
>Chad writes about one simple thing: without a doubt, your friends are what influences you the most. From peer pressure to friendly advice, to criticism.
>While the book doesn't touch on friendly criticism much, it does explain how your entire lifestyle can change when you have a lot of different friends (which you should have, of course).
>What about your significant other? Well, it's also covered in the book:
>'In times when your special somepony gives you a chance to compromise, take it. It's easy to see an opportunity to control them and assertively force your point of view onto them, but in the long run this may bring disharmony into your relationship.'
>'Instead, influence them by suggestions, make them see why you uphold your stance on the matter. If you really want to be in control, there has to be compromise first; taking control by force is different from letting them give you the reigns when they are willing to do so. You want them to want your control.'
>Twilight is absorbing the information and you can only imagine how she applies it to the context of her situation out here in the woods.
>It doesn't help that all the practical examples barely matter here: Twilight probably never imagines herself arguing about which restaurant to go to tonight with her special somepony. For obvious reasons.
>Or if they should take a walk in the park instead of going to the bar. Or if they should visit a resort instead of spending time sightseeing."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32942384 && dateTime=="09/16/18(Sun)13:47:08")

>All of those are minor examples of how both ponies can have a completely different approach to spending time together, and ultimately the outcome is decided either by compromise or by force.
>And all of that straight up doesn't matter to Meanlight. But for some reason she seems to be captivated by such a premise.
>Her face shows intense concentration all the way through. Finally, when you finish the chapter, she speaks up.
>"You know, that book about animals had information on this too."
"What do you mean?"
>"As I said earlier, a lot of them are territorial. There's a leader in their ranks who dictates what his subordinates do."
"Well, that's not uncommon in nature."
>"Exactly. But how do they keep that status? How do they make everyone do what is needed?"
"I don't think they have thoughts like this, they're animals. I guess they respect strength?"
>Twilight doesn't answer your rhetorical question and goes on about her own research:
>"They also form alliances with other strong ones in the pack. They control all the good things. For example, they get to pick their mate, they get to set the rules of who gets the best food and so on, and everyone has to follow."
>It's a bit specific, but then again, the book she was reading was somewhat about hierarchy. It was on the cover after all.
>"I thought about ways to apply that here," Twilight sighs and mutters: "I mean, some of these ponies aren't that far from wild animals..."
>That makes you chuckle. You're in no position to argue that point, you've been training Rarity like your little pet.
>Which reminds you that you should go see her soon. She said it was fine last time so she might refuse now too, but you feel like spending time with her would be beneficial in the long run.
"So you just want to dictate what everyone does here?""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32942386 && dateTime=="09/16/18(Sun)13:48:44")

>"I want to show them that it is in their best interest to help me, because I'm doing things that would help us achieve our shared goal. The problem is, with how short-sighted they are it's hard to convince them there's life to be had beyond this forest."
>That kind of approach might be a bit totalitarian, but she is somewhat correct about her comrades.
>"I can't even appeal to their desire for a better life - if there even is one in them, they sure don't want to work for it."
"I dunno, Applejack seems pretty hard-working to me."
>"She is, when immediate survival is concerned. Even Fluttershy helps with that. But as soon as the bigger picture comes into play they act like it's none of their business."
>On one hand, it's not their fault. You think Twilight is indeed overthinking it. But at the same time the lack of ambition and direction in life can't be good for anyone.
"You know, I can kind of get how they fell."
>"Oh, you do," Twilight winces.
>Though her expression softens when she hears what you have to say.
"I was pretty much the same when I first got here. Like, what do I even do? Aside from bare necessities, what do I need here? You know?"
>"I guess. But it's different now, right?"
"Yeah. I found something I like to do and I have friends now. Someone who wants me here."
>You think about both Twilight and Fluttershy and try to evaluate your statement. You're pretty sure they do count as friend to you.
>At least you count them as such.
>Meanlight watches you ponder this situation and then asks calmly:
>"You know, you've never really told me the whole story. How you got here. Maybe your example could help me find a way to make things work for us?"
>You know she's not really interested in the story itself. But you do think that your situation is somewhat similar.
"I'll share it some day then."
>Something tells you that this is something everyone here would want to hear, so you're compelled to withhold it for now."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32942391 && dateTime=="09/16/18(Sun)13:50:18")

>Twilight doesn't argue, but she does look like she was expecting something personal out of you.
>"Oh, alright. I guess we can talk about it later."
"Yeah. Uh, hey, I'm done with a chapter so I'll go out for a while, okay? I promised Rarity I'll visit."
>This makes the alicorn look even more disappointed than before.
>"Alright, I'll just read that book about spells or something."
"Great, call for me if you need anything."
>With that you take your make your way to the exit. Leaving the moderately warm tent you shudder at the murky and cold ambiance of the camp. There's not a single soul around.
>Even Pinkie is away somewhere, probably in her own tent.
>A silly thought crosses your mind when you look at Fluttershy's tent; one of those things that'd be impossible for you to make yourself execute. Even if you want to make amends, there's no way you'd actually go there and talk to her right now.
>So your path lies straight to Rarity's tent. The castle of unfathomable riches stands proud, rivaling Twilight's tent in size.
>Unlike the alicorn's abode, this one seems too small for the mare that inhabits it, as you realize soon after you excuse yourself in.
>Not before calling Rarity from the outside first, of course. The greedy mare sounds excited about your arrival so you don't hesitate to come inside.
>You've never been here after Greedity settled in, so the sight takes you aback at first.
>Even if you've expected a massive junk pile, this is something of grotesque origins for sure. At least it smells kinda pleasant, something earthy and flowery is in the air.
>The enormous pile that's barely contained by the walls of the tent leaves barely any space for the mare herself to live. Her own mattress is situated right at the entrance since the rest of the space is occupied.
>It's actually quite impressive. Real Rarity is such a high maintenance mare, and here you have someone who sacrifices every bit of convenience to her passion."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32942395 && dateTime=="09/16/18(Sun)13:51:23")

>Only it's not really passion, it's addiction and obsession, and she lives like that not because it's her actual choice, she just can't live any other way.
>What a pitiful little creature she is. And then you have the mare herself, sitting on her improvised bed, leaning on the pile of trash and holding the brush you've given her recently.
>Her eyes are on you and she looks like this is the best thing that has happened to her this whole day.
>"Anonymous, I'm so glad you came by!"
"I did promise I would."
>"Indeed. Have a seat."
>She doesn't even move on her mattress, so you awkwardly seat yourself on the edge, trying to not get too close and personal to the mare.
>Silence befalls you both and you wonder what are you even here.
>She wanted to talk to you? You think it was something like that.
"So, Rarity..."
>"Oh," she snaps out of her silent state. "You wanted to hear about the mane if I'm not mistaken?"
"Yeah, that's it."
>You'll take anything other than awkwardly sitting so close with her. Something about that felt uncomfortable.
>"Well, I have some wonderful things here. Of course the comb is the centerpiece of-"
>Immediately your brain just shuts itself down. You're pretty sure it's a defense mechanism that's on par with self-preservation, to prevent any harm that girl-talk could bring to your fragile mind.
>But as you watch Rarity showing you her different tools, you at least comprehend why you feel so uncomfortable near her.
>You finally realize that it is, in fact, Rarity.
>Maybe she's a clone. Maybe her colors are off, maybe she's completely different on the inside.
>But it's so easy to pretend. Especially when she chirps about her self-care. Just like actual Rarity.
>Even without closing your eyes you can pretend that you're with real Rarity right now. Talking to her like a friend. Sitting so close to her. Being the center of her attention."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32942401 && dateTime=="09/16/18(Sun)13:54:00")

>But such daydreams are purged from your head once Greedity pulls you back on Earth by shoving in your face a vial of something so aromatic it could bring a spirit back into a dead body with its colorful floral bloom fragrance.
>"It's a very special gel I borrowed from that striped mare I got my tea from. It's so good on my mane, it was definitely made just for me."
>If she considered those failed potions 'tea', you don't want to know what this 'gel' is actually supposed to be. Hope you won't die just by inhaling that substance.
"Oh, right," you remember now. "I wanted to talk to you about that too."
>"Yes, go ahead."
>Greedity seems to be finished with her demonstration and has no problem with you talking about your issues.
"I don't think it's good for you to steal from her."
>"Oh, don't worry, after that tea incident I think so too. Even though she has so many wonderful things she brings to a remote spot every few days."
"You mean her failed potions?"
>"Well, I'm not quite sure what the terminology is, but I only ever took things she herself has given to the forest."
"Right... And Ponyville?"
>"It was Twilight's idea," the pony pouts. "She knows that place is a no-go."
>You're surprised she understands something like this - it would require an actual concept of restraint. But Rarity confirms to you that you really are too hopeful.
>"I mean, there's so many things that should belong to me, I can't even decide on what to take first!"
"Yeah, what a problem..."
>"And then she asks me to take just two books and nothing else! How cruel."
>Greedity puts her things back into the pile and turns to you. She has no distractions now and can focus on the conversation fully, and it shows: her eyes are glued to you.
>"I do want to visit some other day, but on my own."
"Well, don't. It will end badly for you."
"You'll get in trouble and you'll get others in trouble."
"Me, for example. Actual Rarity."
>"Actual... Rarity?""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32942405 && dateTime=="09/16/18(Sun)13:55:52")

"In short, you should just stick to avoiding Ponyville."
>"But it has so many things I need."
"I can bring you something specific if you want."
>"I... I'll just go take it myself."
"Why can't I do it?"
>Rarity pouts even more.
>"Because... There are reasons, alright?"
"I'll keep it a secret, don't worry. Is something bothering you when I offer help?"
>"I just don't want you to bring it to me."
"And that's because?"
>"Because," she frowns and looks away. "Then it would be a gift, not something that's actually mine."
"What? Gifts are yours. I'm not taking them away."
>"You're just going to try and barter again!"
"That's just for something that's valuable to me."
>"Well, some things are valuable to me too."
"Most of the things."
>"Yes, most of them. So I want them to be mine."
>You can just ask why, but deep inside you know she's not going to give you any reasonable explanation.
"So I'm better off not bringing you anything?"
>"No, I didn't say it. Bring things to me."
>Greedity suddenly moves closer.
>"Lots of things."
>She leans in and her side touches your arm. With eyes wide open you see her moving even closer, rubbing herself against your arm when moving forward.
>The heat emanating from her and the softness of her coat makes you panic but all you can do is look Greedity in the eyes.
>"All the things."
>Her dopey smile and trembling eyes freak you out enough for you to get yourself away from the frenzied mare.
"Alright, fine!" you jump up, leaving Greedity alone on her bed. "I'll get something for you tomorrow, okay? I'll go get some fresh air for now."
>You exit the tent swiftly before getting a reply and first move away from it until you're sure you're safe, and only then try to calm yourself down.
>"Anon, everything alright?" you hear a familiar voice nearby.
>At the mostly cold campfire Applejack is sitting with her stick, still poking the embers."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32942413 && dateTime=="09/16/18(Sun)13:57:30" && image=="1529011401614.png")

That's it for today, I hope you enjoyed it. Thank you for your patience as usual, and I hope to see you soon."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32942523 && dateTime=="09/16/18(Sun)14:36:50")

Thanks for your hard work Anon.

M.Rarity seems to be a hard case. When I think about it, it seems that only M.Applejack is easy to approach and talk. The others, you need to do a lot of work and efforts in order to make them more "pony".

The actual problem with everypony (except M.Twilight) is they don't have anything they truly want. Yes, even M.Rarity, like it was said, it's an obsession, not a passion.
I believe it would be better if Anon talk more and try to get them to do some things in order to find what they want. To make it short, they need to find ther cutie marks. Make M.Applejack take care of an apple seed then make it grow, then take care of the apple. Maybe she will love it and she will get more concerned about the big view like M.Twilight want.

I'm saying this because I understand what they feel. They don't have any motivations for the future, they don't have anything to look forward, they're just living the day like it will be the last one but they're currently just lost. How do you want them to change? Give them a future, give them a reason to work for it, the motivation they need. M.Twilight already got the motivation and the ambition, she know what she want and she do a lot of efforts for it, that's the big difference between M.Twilight and the others."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32942646 && dateTime=="09/16/18(Sun)15:09:11")

Did you ever know that you're my hero?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32942764 && dateTime=="09/16/18(Sun)15:42:20")

Good story like usual"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32942807 && dateTime=="09/16/18(Sun)15:56:57" && image=="1447023727010.jpg")

Gimme gimme"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32942923 && dateTime=="09/16/18(Sun)16:36:05")

I'm curious to see how or if Anon and Flutterstick make up. Or if they at least reach an understanding."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32942952 && dateTime=="09/16/18(Sun)16:41:05")

The need soething or someone to live for. Hopefully they can figure out what they want out of life."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32943548 && dateTime=="09/16/18(Sun)19:23:33")

Well done. The insanity of Greedity coming into the light. I like it."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32944217 && dateTime=="09/16/18(Sun)23:20:39")

I really am hoping for the best for the clones."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32945173 && dateTime=="09/17/18(Mon)06:08:09")

"I can't be the only one that desperately wants to see Meanlight assert her dominance all over Anon.

>"Anon, I've been reading more.... and I think it's time you lay down on your back and I claim what's mine. I'm the alpha in this little pack and I have breeding rights!"

Like she just goes full alpha wolf on Anon.

Can't be the only one right?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32945180 && dateTime=="09/17/18(Mon)06:13:21")

Hmmm nice. Someone who can make appealing smug faces. They're arrogant and almost sexual and evil looking, but they're cute and aesthetically appealing. The mouths, eyebrows and eye shapes used are of quality. Something nuDhx is incapable of doing after S1 ended."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32945543 && dateTime=="09/17/18(Mon)10:07:25")

Mean Twidom is hot"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32945819 && dateTime=="09/17/18(Mon)12:06:18")

this can't be denied"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32945894 && dateTime=="09/17/18(Mon)12:45:47")

I'd prefer to turn the tables on her. Being told what to do or insulted isn't something I enjoy when it comes to sex."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32946602 && dateTime=="09/17/18(Mon)17:11:16")

"Waiting the game.";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32946868 && dateTime=="09/17/18(Mon)18:51:39")

You're never the only one. But I go agree with >>32945894 to some degree, it could be hot to reverse the situation at some point. Can't help it being a switch myself, I find that hot."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32947990 && dateTime=="09/18/18(Tue)02:43:28")

All Twidom is hot"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32948646 && dateTime=="09/18/18(Tue)09:50:50" && image=="1756846__safe_screencap_twilight+sparkle_the+mean+6_spoiler-colon-s08e13_alicorn_clone_clone+twilight_everfree+forest_evil+grin_evil+rainbow+dash_evil+.png")

True, but Mean Twidom is just a little more hot"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32949234 && dateTime=="09/18/18(Tue)14:57:15")

also true"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32949928 && dateTime=="09/18/18(Tue)18:36:44")

I think she'd try too hard to be dominant because of her personal insecurities, being a clone and so on. That makes it even better."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32951050 && dateTime=="09/19/18(Wed)00:34:49")

"In a life or death situation, would you use your stickpone waifu as kindling to keep warm?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32951259 && dateTime=="09/19/18(Wed)01:51:56")

There are sexier ways to keep each other warm."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32952233 && dateTime=="09/19/18(Wed)09:28:12")

>ywn cuddle all six of them through the night, bundled up close to keep warm"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32952268 && dateTime=="09/19/18(Wed)09:45:17" && image=="1754559__safe_screencap_mean+twilight+sparkle_queen+chrysalis_twilight+sparkle_the+mean+6_spoiler-colon-s08e13_alicorn_angry_changeling_changeling+quee.png")

"How can one sticc be so smug?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32952276 && dateTime=="09/19/18(Wed)09:47:17")

Because she knew she got her mother good with that snide remark. Like a teenager."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32952885 && dateTime=="09/19/18(Wed)13:17:41")

She knows she can be, so there's no reason not to be."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32953118 && dateTime=="09/19/18(Wed)14:34:01")

I still don't understand how Anon is resisting the human instinct to hug the crap out of these crazy yet adorable little ponies. I wouldn't last five minutes."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32953126 && dateTime=="09/19/18(Wed)14:36:43")

I would have claimed Greedity for my own. I wonder how she would react to being someone else's property."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32953574 && dateTime=="09/19/18(Wed)16:52:00")

Meanlight is all about recognizing tense situations and attacking first, I won't have a chance."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32954074 && dateTime=="09/19/18(Wed)18:58:05")

She'd probably have a stroke from cognitive dissonance."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32954412 && dateTime=="09/19/18(Wed)20:53:01")

MeanTwi looks like she could use a hug"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32955337 && dateTime=="09/20/18(Thu)02:27:51" && image=="647175.png")

"We need these but with sticcs.";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32955441 && dateTime=="09/20/18(Thu)03:26:00")

I would pay any amount of I.O.Us for this."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32955579 && dateTime=="09/20/18(Thu)05:15:04")

It must be done."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32955636 && dateTime=="09/20/18(Thu)05:42:27")

I can imagine something like that:

>Talking to her
Do you have an idea how hard it is to lead this bunch of idiots? I swear, it's even worst than leading a herd of neighponese tourists in Canterlot.
>Making eye contact (I can imagine a smug M.Twilight)
Well? Are you speechless in front of such a powerful alicorn? Mmm?
>Petting her
I don't know what you are doing but I can't say I dislike it
>Complimenting her (blushing M.Twilight)
Flattery will not work on me but... It's not unpleasant
>Saying you love her (even worst blushing M.Twilight)
I... I aknowledge your feeling
>Saying you want to marry her (blushing happy with tears M.Twilight)
You... You really want that? I... I want too. I can't imagine anypony else to rule at my side, my beloved"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32955977 && dateTime=="09/20/18(Thu)09:43:08")

And the others?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32955982 && dateTime=="09/20/18(Thu)09:45:04")

That sounds pretty good. Flutters and Rarity should be interesting too."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32956045 && dateTime=="09/20/18(Thu)10:14:07")


>Talking to her
What a queer creature you are. A filthy monkey? Since you are pink like a pig, I will call you Mr.Pig
>Making eye contact
What are you looking at, you dirty little pig?
>Petting her
Oh... I like it, you might have some use after all~
>Complimenting her
Oh dear, I'm glad to see our little training work well
>Saying you love her (blush and smug look)
Don't worry, you are the only one worth to be my little pet, the only one that I... Love
>Saying you want to marry her (show the ring to a surprised but happy M.Fluttershy)
Is that... It is. Oh dear, it is my responsability to take care of you, so of course I accept, my beloved little piggy

Welp, I don't know why but I was thinking a dom M.Fluttershy would work here

>Talking to her
This is mine! And this too! Don't you dare touch this one, I saw it first!
>Making eye contact
What are you doing? Ploting to get my treasures?! I GOT YOU IN MY SIGHT!
>Petting her
I'm not going to let down my guard! Never! Even if it feel so good...
>Complimenting her (smug M.Rarity)
Of course I'm the best to find the most marvelous treasure but don't you think you can have your way with your sweet talk, darling
>Saying you love her (confused blushing M.Rarity)
Wh-what? You love me? I... I don't know what to say
>Saying you want to marry her (crying and blushing M.Rarity)
To earn such a beautiful treasure as your heart, your love, it's like a dream... You belong to me now and I belong to you, my beloved treasure"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32956053 && dateTime=="09/20/18(Thu)10:15:54")

I can imagine most of mean Rainbow Dash's panels is trying to catch her and forcing a ring on her hoof."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32956152 && dateTime=="09/20/18(Thu)10:53:57")

I can imagine it too.


M.Pinkie Pie
>Talking to her (M.Pinkie look at you with a bored state)
As long I don't have to talk...
>Making eye contact
Still better than watching paint dry
>Petting her (closed eyes with a very small smile)
Your lap and your hands are pretty nice...
>Complimenting her (slightly surprised and blushing M.Pinkie)
Great listener? Not really, it's just that you are a little interesting
>Saying you love her (embarassed blushing M.Pinkie who doesn't look so bored)
I don't understand why you love somepony like me, I mean, I'm not special at all, I... Oh forget it, I love you too
>Saying you want to marry her (M.Pinkie jump at you with tears in the eyes)
YES! YES! YES! You are the only one who can make me feel something else than boredom, the only one who tried to befriend me, the only one to save me from this blank life... I love you

>Talking to her
So, there was this weird looking walrus in the forest who wanted to beat some foals and I told him that was pretty nasty and uncount of him to do such a thing! Of course, I have to listen to my courage and fight this fiend but at this moment, this dragon came out of nowhere and tried to scam me to buy some life assurance!
>Making eye contact
>Petting her (happy M.Applejack who let you pet her)
Stop it, I totally dislike it, it make me feel bad! Oh bad touch, not this place!
>Complimenting her (blushing M.Applejack)
Eh, I despite you for saying that.
>Saying you love her (Blushing happy M.Applejack)
Oh I hate you too!
>Saying you want to marry her
I can't imagine one second living with you, you are such a horrible human and I will never cease to hate you so much!

Not satisfied with Applejack, if anyone want to try and do betters versions of the Mean 6, go ahead."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32956884 && dateTime=="09/20/18(Thu)14:55:56")

Good shit, though I think some warm up too fast. I wish we had someone to draw this too."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32957473 && dateTime=="09/20/18(Thu)17:22:20" && image=="1501929023297.gif")

"Couldn't get shit done in time so new DMTS tomorrow at best. Sorry.";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32957512 && dateTime=="09/20/18(Thu)17:33:19")

No problem my dude, take your time. Any updates are better than no updates."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32959065 && dateTime=="09/21/18(Fri)02:40:35")

Who'd want such a disloyal pony as their wife?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32959801 && dateTime=="09/21/18(Fri)09:21:30" && image=="1529165704330.png")

"Is Rarity and Applejack the only ones with actual disorders? Others just seem like assholes but not clinically assholes.";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32959915 && dateTime=="09/21/18(Fri)10:10:56")

I think M.Pinkie might also have a mental illness. I did some quick search and she is obviously someone afflicted by apathy. When I look at the aboulia affliction and the symptoms, it seems close to M.Pinkie:

>Difficulty in initiating and sustaining purposeful movements
>Lack of spontaneous movement
>Reduced spontaneous speech
>Increased response-time to queries
>Reduced emotional responsiveness and spontaneity
>Reduced social interactions
>Reduced interest in usual pastimes

Look similar to the pink wood and it's the opposite of Pinkie Pie."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32960648 && dateTime=="09/21/18(Fri)14:03:26")

It fits pretty well. I was thinking about >>32942523 and even if these ponies are given a new life, it would be pretty hard to treat some of them right. You can probably domesticate Fluttershy and make Twilight see the smaller picture, or find a reason for Rainbow to care about you and things in life, but what about others? Giving them motivation would be great, but some of them sound like they need actual treatment, not just education, care or taming."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32960654 && dateTime=="09/21/18(Fri)14:04:46")

They would have to take psychological therapy."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32960679 && dateTime=="09/21/18(Fri)14:12:26")

That means interacting with others and making their identity public, unless the therapist can be made silent about it. But even then, they have no past to speak of. Usually these kind of disorders have seeds in one's childhood, or at least when their personality formed and molded by their environment. And here we have ponies that were born this way. I think that would be much harder to treat."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32960680 && dateTime=="09/21/18(Fri)14:13:34")

I'm actually both of them.I believe they need someone to care about them but I'm conscious that would not be enough. They're the kind of ponies that need a lot of support, help from professional and it will be a hard work. The most important in all of that is to never leave them, to show them it will be alright.

When I look at them, they mostly have no chance of surviving alone except M.Twilight. M.fluttershy will get killed one day by someone or a monster from the everfree since she is always looking for conflict with anything that can breath. M.Pinkie would let herself die, M.Rarity would rather die of starvation than leaving her hoard for too long if she end up with a hoard too large and massive that she can't move it. M.Rainbow Dash don't really look like she can survive on her own and M.Applejack will probably commit suicide because of solitude, she is obviously a social butterfly but no one would be patient enough to talk with her and support her lies.

They're pretty much doomed if they don't have someone to help them, to take care of them and to get them the professional help they need."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32961667 && dateTime=="09/21/18(Fri)19:24:47")

>The sight of the lonely earth pony at a dying fire surrounded by the dreary forest was kind of depressing.
"I'm fine, what about you?"
>Appleliar grimaces like she's thinking real hard, then nods a few times:
>"Never been better."
>Of course. Why would you expect anything else from this pony?
>With no motivation left to ask further questions, you instead walk up to the lier mare and sit next to her on the log.
>She doesn't react in any obvious way, but after almost a minute of sitting next to her and looking at heated embers in silence, you notice with your peripheral vision that Applejack sometimes flings a sneaky gaze at you.
>It's fine with you either way, the gentle heat from the fire is calming and the embers feel relaxing to look at. All is well until Applejack makes a daring move to approach you.
>Just one squeeze. She looks to the side and tries to hide it as just shuffling in place. But for anyone but her it's quite obvious that she did move towards you.
>Part of you is naturally curious about her intentions and against your will you turn your head to face the mare. She faces towards you as well, with a bit of a surprised expression.
>"What?" she asks nonchalantly.
"Nothing, why?" you play it cool.
>"Alright then."
>Silence is restored one more time as you both look back to the faded campfire.
>Then another slide. A mere inch towards you.
"Hey, Applejack," you utter without turning to her this time.
"How do you suppose you'll protect the fires from rain?"
>"What rain?"
"It's gonna pour hard one of these days, maybe even today. You better prepare for it."
>"I'm pretty sure it's gonna be fine. It doesn't rain in this kinda forest."
"Oh, really?"
>"Yep. This here is the kind of forest that's so tall that the rain clouds get stuck on the trees and never actually enter the forest."
"What kind of forest does that?"
>"You know how there are rain forests? This isn't one. That's the big difference.""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32961672 && dateTime=="09/21/18(Fri)19:26:31")

"Oh, I see. You still have all the dry wood in your tent, right?"
>"Nah, I got rid of it."
>You won't even bother rolling your eyes. You're quite sure that you've seen this pony stacking wood in there, just like she did when the camp was first erected.
>Applejack's tent is not unlike Rarity's in this sense; only she tries to keep things that might prove useful in there, not every single thing she has in her sight.
>"I'm collecting decorative things now," the mare boasts proudly.
"That's interesting, like what?"
>"Like, uh, little trinkets, post marks, bottle caps."
"Can I see it?"
>"No, you can't," Applejack's eyes dart from side to side in search for an excuse. "It's, uh, too dirty in there... And I'm renovating the whole thing anyway."
"Well, I'd certainly like to see it some day," you smirk at her.
>"Oh? Yer looking for an excuse to sneak in, aren't you?" her voice is oozing with sass.
>The smug is too much.
>"How naughty of ya, but I can admire your straightforwrar- strai- how blunt you are. Heh."
>Maybe she wanted to act smug but her mess of words turned the tables on her.
>You can't say you weren't taken by surprise by the little pony's straightforwardness, but seeing such an opportunity to reverse the situation you can't help yourself.
"What's the matter, AJ, too flustered to even speak straight?"
>"N-no, I just think I, umm, I need to go get some more wood as you said. Yeah, I'll see you later."
>Wasting no time she jumps off the bench and almost gallops away, turning at the first tree so that you can't see her any longer.
>You shrug it off with a smug smile. Like a kid who tries too hard to trip someone and instead just loses balance, Applejack played herself.
>She was quick to admit defeat, but her attempt was pretty brash. It does seem strange for her to try something like this though.
>It doesn't suit her. Too obvious and...vulgar. So you're pretty sure she's just trying to mess with you, nothing more."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32961680 && dateTime=="09/21/18(Fri)19:28:14")

>After all, it's what she does in life.
>And, to your satisfaction, her plan got foiled by her own mistake.
>Now that Applejack is gone, you're sitting here alone with nothing to do. Poking the embers doesn't seem too fun of an activity at the moment, so it's up for your trusty old lounge chair to save the day.
>Unfortunately, you soon find that it's too cold to sit on. Your trip to the lake, however short, was for nothing. You can't deal with it.
>And the lake itself seems so unfriendly now. Reflecting the low rain clouds it has nothing in store for you but coldness.
>It sure feels like it's autumn already.
>To sit here comfortably you'll need a big blanket. You don't have anything like that in your house, certainly not one you can just bring here and leave with these ponies.
>That means you're going to have to either think of something else, or just buy one.
>As you return to the campfire you come to conclusion that it would be nice to buy some real tea for these ponies. Now that it's so cold outside it's going to be just the thing for them.
>So that's more things to buy.
>And then you think how you don't have anything to go with that tea.
>So that's even more things to buy.
>You're not sure if you have this much money to blow on a whim. Even with your monthly compensation being fairly generous, the mid-month payment isn't due until the next week.
>It doesn't help that these weeks are getting rather crazy with these insane lunatic mares and it feel like you've been here for months already.
>With a sigh you take your seat on the wooden bench. Maybe you should just go back to Meanlight and continue with reading. Or even discuss something again.
>Preferably something that won't get you kicked out of her tent.
>It's hard to find a topic like that though, isn't it? Mostly because everything that alicorn is thinking about revolves around her ambition and the camp.
>You can't even remember having a 'regular' conversation with her."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32961683 && dateTime=="09/21/18(Fri)19:29:56")

>It's a bit sad, really. Maybe that pony needs a distraction?
>The next moment you find out that the one who's been distracted was you. Never expecting a voice from behind you jump up, surprised.
>"Oh look, he actually came back. How brave!"
>Before you even turn around to face the unexpected visitor, your head suddenly gets pushed down and almost collides with your knees.
>You weren't ready for such a forceful intrusion and it almost costs you. But it doesn't end with a shove.
>While you try to regain your balance a light bonk on the back of your hand indicates a rather tame smack across it with a hoof.
>And a devious snicker that rings in your ears follows it right away.
>"Couldn't stay away from getting your daily punishment? Being a masochistic freak just completes your pathetic image, you worthless-"
>She was clearly ready for your retaliation: the back of your hand connects with nothing, flying right before the pony's nose.
>Her smile never wanes through all of it.
>"Do you think I'd make the same mistake twice?"
>By the time you swing your arm back, the yellow bully is already high up in the air, distancing herself from you just enough.
"And you just can't resist the thrill of getting into a fight you might not win."
>You try to match her smugness with your own, but you're not sure if you're successful. She can't afford to show weakness right now even if it does get under her skin.
"I guess you're just as much of a freak as I am."
>"That title is yours alone, bonehead monkey."
"Well then stop trying to compete for it and crawl back to your tent, you oversized pigeon."
>In a single moment the pony rushes towards you, but you are prepared now. This time you swing right at her.
>But, in turn, Fluttershy is ready for this just as well - her mouth opens and she aims to dodge the punch and instead bite your hand.
>Alas, too slow, you see through her reckless plan and your motion curves to the side, making the pony fly over your head."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32961686 && dateTime=="09/21/18(Fri)19:31:14")

>When you turn to face her, your eyes meet yet again; both of you are frozen in a strange stalemate created by the masterful multi-layered mind games of two brilliant fighters.
>She's more smart about her attacks, but you're not giving up that easily.
>This could escalate swiftly and you have no desire to deal with it right now. Thankfully, neither does she, by the looks of it.
>She squints her eyes menacingly but relaxes in the air. Without saying a word, she flied over your head again, but this time just to continue with whatever she wanted to do before seeing you.
>This shit won't ever end, will it?
>Getting lost in thoughts about that you to poke the almost cold embers with a stick once you make sure that your tormentor is gone for good.
>It's not that bad, poking a pile of embers. Almost like a meditation, really. Applejack sure knows how to relax.
>At the same time you realize how utterly pitiful this is.
>Maybe you should just get out of here. You still need to but things for tomorrow and it doesn't look like this camp is getting any less depressing any time soon.
>At the very least there's nothing to do here for you.
>Before you go, one last thing interrupts you.
>Rarity is walking towards you, leaving her tent in haste. She sees you getting ready to walk and trots right in your path so you absolutely have to stop.
"Hey, I'm already going, see you tomorrow!" you try to disengage as soon as possible.
>"Wait up, I wanted to ask you something!"
"Rarity, I'm kind of in a hurry..."
>"What did you mean by 'actual Rarity?'"
>Oh god, is she trying to be a smartass now of all times? You can barely even remember why you mentioned it at all.
"Exactly that, why?"
>"But... I'm Rarity. Am I not?"
"I guess you are."
>"What did you mean by the 'actual' one? Is there somepony like me out there?"
"Well, you know how there's-"
>Something isn't right here.
>The look in her eyes clearly read concern and distress. She is aching for an explanation."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32961690 && dateTime=="09/21/18(Fri)19:33:38")

>But you're pretty sure she knows. She should know by now. Right?
>With intense concentration you try to remember if this pony could've heard that they have their counterparts in Ponyville. But, to your surprise and dismay, you can't recall anything of the sort.
>Soon you come to conclusion that somehow all of your discussion on that subject was with Twilight. You couldn't have missed something that important. But you guess you did, if Rarity is completely oblivious to that fact. If she's not just playing dumb, that is.
>Even the party snacks, only Twilight knew where exactly they came from, not just vaguely 'from Ponyville'.
>Looking at Rarity now you see her in a completely new light. Maybe she really has no idea who she is.
>Maybe none of them does.
>Or maybe those who do can't believe it or can't accept it.
"I... It's a common expression in Ponyville. I know it seems strange but it's just local thing."
>Rarity doesn't seem like she's buying it, but she cautiously decides to let it slide.
>"What does it mean then?"
"It's a- It's a very long story and I've gotta go, I have to get you something very special for tomorrow, remember?"
>"For me?"
>It's so relieving to see how easy it is to shift this absurd mare's attention to something else. Right now you're grateful for her mental disorder.
"Yeah, for you and all of your friends. But I have to go now in order to get it in time, so I'll see you later, bye."
>"So long, Anon!"
>Happy that you've managed to walk away with no scandal on your hands, you almost run back to Ponyville.
>Another pleasant thing that you take note of is that there seems to be no one watching you this time.
>It's still hard to believe that it was Twilight this whole time. The feeling was way stranger than that. You're not buying it, it had to be something else.
>But right now it's good that nothing is here to oppress your mind with even more problems."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32961695 && dateTime=="09/21/18(Fri)19:34:45")

>Same old greetings from Fluttershy are there to welcome you back once you step out of the forest. Even if you feel uneasy, she doesn't seem to notice it.
>You are aware that she probably notices everything, as she herself hinted, but if she prefers to be quiet about it, then you're fine with it.
>There are other things for you to worry about. Like counting the bits you can spend on stuff.
>Who knows if you're making a worthwhile investment. Your shopping list as of now consists of lots of tea, cupcakes and a warm blanket. You're not taking any one of yours to the camp. Those are either hand-picked for their special purpose, or gifts from citizens of Ponyville.
>Before you go out to do your shopping, you check your closet, just to be sure. There you find your trusty lumber axe.
>You know, just for some wood cutting.
>There's a suspicion that those ponies are just using whatever wood they find on the ground to burn. So when it starts raining, it would be a good idea to cut some for drying purposes.
>So you're gonna get that little axe with you. Just for that.
>Of course, it could also be used as a weapon against some wild animals made of wood. But you don't worry about those. Not at all.
>To be honest, you're more worried about Rarity trying to steal it.
>You sigh, already picturing that in your head. You better get this pony something better to catch her attention. Something shiny and sparkly. And preferably something not that expensive."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32961701 && dateTime=="09/21/18(Fri)19:37:09" && image=="1529340532204.png")

That's it for today, I hope you enjoyed it. Sorry for the delay, I sure hope I can get the next update faster this time. Thank you as always for your support and patience and I'll see you next time."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32961733 && dateTime=="09/21/18(Fri)19:47:12")

Thank you Anon for your hardwork.

>There's a suspicion that those ponies are just using whatever wood they find on the ground to burn. So when it starts raining, it would be a good idea to cut some for drying purposes.
>So you're gonna get that little axe with you. Just for that.

Is that bad I was thinking about making M.Fluttershy shit herself by screaming at her like a maniac while holding the axe?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32961795 && dateTime=="09/21/18(Fri)20:10:47")

>Is that bad I was thinking about making M.Fluttershy shit herself by screaming at her like a maniac while holding the axe?
I think that's a fair thing to imagine, all things considered. The temptation is rather strong, especially if Fluttershy is going to continue acting that aggressive."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32961949 && dateTime=="09/21/18(Fri)21:02:34")

I'm really liking the story.

But I'm also starting to feel kind of impatient. The rate of significant events in the story feels extremely slow. Out of the thousands of lines, there's been like...maybe two? I like slice of life stories as much as the next guy, but this feels like a story where stuff is supposed to happen and it's taking one hell of a long time to get here. I need to feel some kind of satisfaction from this story.

Meanwhile, Anon's attitude sure isn't helping things. Every chapter he's just drag-assing his way through life like getting out of bed is a pain. It's almost like he's a magical clone himself. Mean-non, the bland, unmotivated, passionless counterpart to the dynamic, adventurous, charismatic Real Anon."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32962001 && dateTime=="09/21/18(Fri)21:25:04" && image=="magic of friendship.jpg")

I got you, anon. Pacing is something I try to be cautious about, but sometimes lose sight of. I fear rushing things more than dragging them out.
I was planning to speed things up a bit in next updates since it's inevitable that I'm going to have to skip some time, so maybe that's gonna do it.
>he's just drag-assing his way through life like getting out of bed is a pain
I guess I shouldn't have modeled him after myself that much"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32963120 && dateTime=="09/22/18(Sat)06:03:22")

I need this."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32963191 && dateTime=="09/22/18(Sat)07:18:35" && image=="RSPPCeLouuo.jpg")

>Chrysalis creates her clone of Anon who would take the human's place and mess with ponies
>Before sending him out there she thinks about just keeping him to herself
>For some time, of course. Just to test how he behaves compared to the actual Anon
>Not like she knows how he does, but she's been imagining it a lot. F-for her world domination plans, of course
>So many different fantas- scenarios to go through! It may take a while to test him fully
>Looks like he'll be living in her lair for some time, just for the period of testing though, once it's over he's free to go
>Oh, and there's only one bed. Oops. Looks like Meanon is stuck here with his mommy the love bug queen! What an unexpected predicament
>She'll take care of him though, and it won't be for long, just for the test period, promise
>She even already has a list of all the different activities they can do together she's been thinking about tirelessly all this time - for her world-conquering plot, of course - so they should start right away
>He'll be the best clone ever, she promises"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32963419 && dateTime=="09/22/18(Sat)09:33:25" && image=="56785665856780.jpg")

Turns out Meanon is actually a great guy."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32963442 && dateTime=="09/22/18(Sat)09:41:21" && image=="1834263.png")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32963483 && dateTime=="09/22/18(Sat)09:57:45")

>When anon always masturbate
>When Meanon is non-masturbate"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32963491 && dateTime=="09/22/18(Sat)10:00:07" && image=="1514824913133.jpg")

>Meanon isn't attracted to ponies at all
The horror"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32963952 && dateTime=="09/22/18(Sat)12:12:36")

Mmm my guess is that both rarity and applejack have a crush on anon, because he's so nice to them and the story may evolve into a romantic conflict

Wich i like very much"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32964889 && dateTime=="09/22/18(Sat)15:35:37")

And then Fluttershy gets mad at both of them for trying to steal her punchbag."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32965798 && dateTime=="09/22/18(Sat)18:55:00" && image=="1537634842738.jpg")

"Well fuck.";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32965802 && dateTime=="09/22/18(Sat)18:55:39")

"How would each of the Mean Six react to ear scratches?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32966661 && dateTime=="09/22/18(Sat)21:36:36")

They'd all be cautious about you getting your hand to their head for whatever reason but warm up to the gentle touch rather quickly."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32966972 && dateTime=="09/22/18(Sat)22:54:28")

>>Before you even turn around to face the unexpected visitor, your head suddenly gets pushed down and almost collides with your knees.
>>You weren't ready for such a forceful intrusion and it almost costs you. But it doesn't end with a shove.
>>While you try to regain your balance a light bonk on the back of your hand indicates a rather tame smack across it with a hoof.
>>And a devious snicker that rings in your ears follows it right away.
>>"Couldn't stay away from getting your daily punishment? Being a masochistic freak just completes your pathetic image, you worthless-"

Yep. I'm hard now. Hope you're happy."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32968067 && dateTime=="09/23/18(Sun)05:26:09")

That's bullshit but I believe it."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32968146 && dateTime=="09/23/18(Sun)06:05:04")

"Inb4 Anon and meanshy hatefuck one another.... Or meanshy just holds him down and rapes him: Probably infront of rarity for extra wound-salt";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32968807 && dateTime=="09/23/18(Sun)11:30:05")

>meanshy just holds him down and rapes him
>tells him she'll tell everybody about it if he doesn't shut up and come back tomorrow for another go around
I need a spin off of this immediately."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32969520 && dateTime=="09/23/18(Sun)15:16:47")

"I want to see Flutterbitch betray herself and accidentally show she cares about Anon.";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32969576 && dateTime=="09/23/18(Sun)15:37:00" && image=="0C2568AE-6E73-4A03-BD23-7965E30225AC.png")

>meanon is complete courteous and polite
>charming and kind
>has absolutely no interest in horse pussy"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32970052 && dateTime=="09/23/18(Sun)18:34:20")

Both of these at the same time please."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32970607 && dateTime=="09/23/18(Sun)22:13:42")

"anal rape";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32971298 && dateTime=="09/24/18(Mon)02:39:56")

The supreme gentleman."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32971941 && dateTime=="09/24/18(Mon)09:36:48" && image=="1487189508225.png")

No one can resist the horse pussy."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32972383 && dateTime=="09/24/18(Mon)12:53:01")

"Repost from the last thread, 'cause I like this one a lot

>Fluttershy goes full Hartmann on you both while rubbing herself to the whole act.
>"You call that rutting? I've seen guinea pigs rutting more convincingly than you lazy asses."
>Meanshy is writhing under you but can't do much, pinned down by your whole body.
>You hammer at her amazingly tight and hot marecunt that has never felt any sexual pleasure before this day.
>Oh, how the table has turned on the mean pony today. And you got under Flutter's command as well.
>All it took for Meanshy to make a U-turn in attitude was her first orgasm - a sensory overload so unfamiliar she couldn't see straight for some time.
>And now you've already lost count to all the times her pussy clamped all around your dick, so hard it almost hurt.
>Now it's happening again, and you force your way through yet again, amplifying Meanshy's sensations.
>She wails quietly under you, muzzle borrowed in your sweaty chest. Her legs shake tiredly and you suspect she can't even understand what's going on anymore.
>It's impossible for the puddle under her butt to get bigger, but you still feel her marejuice streaming down your leg.
>"What was that?!" Fluttershy taunts her, flicking her clit at supersonic speed now. "Pathetic! Moan like a mare!"
>"Ahh~" Meanshy makes an attempt and you can practically feel the soreness of her throat in her voice.
>"Louder! Reward your mate for his work! He's been fucking you tirelessly and this is all you've got?"
>"Ahhhnon! Ooh! Ahh-n~"
>With your peripheral vision you notice how Fluttershy's head flips backwards and her body spasms a few times. This must've finally done it for her.
>But then she's back to her normal position beside you, with vengeance.
>"Are you STILL not done?! Can you rotten creature even please your man? Watch how a real mare does it.""

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32972386 && dateTime=="09/24/18(Mon)12:54:40")

>With unexpected strength, Fluttershy jumps at you and effortlessly throws poor tired you off the mindless mare.
>You can see how Meanshy is so far out her eyes are glassy and she doesn't even blink. But she's smiling like she's the happiest mare in Equestria right now.
>Meanwhile, you're getting rolled on your back and immediately your dick is envelopped in wet warmth again.
>"Ahh, all mine now," Fluttershy purrs.
>Passing along the unfamiliar texture of Fluttershy's cunt you can't help but moan.
>"That's right, you're gonna give your seed to me. She doesn't deserve it... Yet."
>Without any sort of hesitation, Fluttershy starts hammering her hips down, impaling herself on your dick faster and faster.
"Oh fuck..." you can only mutter.
>Sudden rest and relaxation coupled with forced, uncontrollable rhythm of Fluttershy's relentless assault threatens to send you over the edge much faster than you've expected.
>"It's fine, I don't expect you to hold it for long with me." the mare taunts you, turning her hips to the side every time she takes your whole mast in.
>"Or do you need me to moan too? You should be the one moaning for me."
>Maybe it's true. You feel like you really have no reason to hold back.
>"Go on. I know you want to. Moan for me, Anon."
>And you do. As soon as Fluttershy reaches to your chest with one hoof and takes your hand to her chest with the other, you let out a moan.
>"Ahaha!~ A-amazing. Y-you're such a... Ahh, such a weak... Unff~"
>Fluttershy's own orgasm promts yours right away. The mare is moaning on top of you, taking your load throb after throb, never letting your dick out of her heavenly snatch even for a moment.
>When it's over, she regains her composure first.
>"See?" she turns to Meanshy, who is only now coming to her senses. "Work hard for his pleasure, and maybe you'll get your fill too."
>She touches her mean clone's face and boops her.
>"Now let's get back to training your little tree hole, shall we?""

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32972700 && dateTime=="09/24/18(Mon)14:51:44")

We really need more threesomes with the originals and the clones. Or foursome in Twilight's case since she has a mean clone and tree of harmony clone. I can only imagine how those two clones would interact."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32973398 && dateTime=="09/24/18(Mon)18:46:07")

If no one ends up picking it up and writing the rest I'll just continue doing these, but I'll have to take time from writing DMTS for that so I can't promise anything too soon."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32974094 && dateTime=="09/24/18(Mon)22:47:06")

I would love to see one with Evilight"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32974728 && dateTime=="09/25/18(Tue)02:34:58")

Isn't Tree of Harmony Twilight pretty much a hologram?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32976421 && dateTime=="09/25/18(Tue)14:59:49")

"If you fuck a stick too fast and rough it catches on fire. So be gentle.";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32976784 && dateTime=="09/25/18(Tue)17:04:58")

We didn't start the fire. It was always burnin since the world's been turnin"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32977117 && dateTime=="09/25/18(Tue)18:45:15" && image=="73cc6df9a7a67aa401f2ae0b94315cb5.jpg")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32980090 && dateTime=="09/26/18(Wed)14:14:59")

"Twiglight was referring to Chrysalis as "your majesty" sarcastically, so did Chrysalis explain to them who she is off-screen or is it just something they know because of her magic?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32980391 && dateTime=="09/26/18(Wed)15:52:37")

like you said sarcastically. I doubt she knows she an actual queen, she just called her highness cuz she acts so bossy, like a queen."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32980476 && dateTime=="09/26/18(Wed)16:23:24")

>It was inevitable and you have been preparing for it, but that doesn't mean that you're happy with it. The rain catches you right as you take a hike down to the Mean pony camp the next morning.
>Not just rain, savage winds are teaming up with it to blast your face with disgustingly cold water.
>Massive trees that guard the path sides are creaking and moaning, standing tall against nature's relentless assault. You sometimes struggle to catch your breath, but try to keep up the pace even with your raincoat's hood flapping about and barely guarding your skin from the elements.
>The sack on your back is certainly bigger than usual, with two boxes of packaged tea and two boxes of cupcakes. At least it's not that heavy. The blanket that you carry rolled on top of it is adding some weight though.
>So does your axe, hanging on your belt strap, slapping your leg with every second step you take.
>Just a modest camping axe bought for an equally modest price with your initial funds when you first started your job. Back then you thought you'd actually use it to combat the wilderness and hostile lifeforms alike, since ponies described the Everfree to you like some hazardous jungle or a deadly maze.
>Not the first time you've come across ponies being superstitious, with all the rumors about you that were circulating around the town at that time; most certainly not the last.
>Of course, it turned out the forest isn't unfriendly at all. While your whole job is associated with extreme danger, you're free to take things as easy as you wish.
>But you still decided to take the axe today. Even if you won't need your tool for anything in the camp, it's better to be safe than sorry.
>And the camp itself is dead silent. It also definitely took a beating from the brutal weather."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32980478 && dateTime=="09/26/18(Wed)16:24:32")

>On top of the campfire lies a big piece of fabric. Judging by the fact that there are four sticks next to it, this used to be a sort of a tent over it to prevent rain from getting to whatever was left of the wood and embers.
>The wind has destroyed this construction and now it threatens to take the cover away with it. It doesn't look like it lies safely on the ground so first thing you do is put the sticks at it sides, and then a few stones from whatever is left of the fire pit as well.
>That outta do it. For a few seconds you stand surrounded by the closed tents flopping on the wind. What a sad sight.
>Ponies are probably really cold in their flimsy soaked wet shelters. The only home they have. They probably realize by now how utterly fragile their settlement really is, one step from comfort to complete devastation.
>There's no reason for you to stay outside too and without giving it too much thought you approach Twilight's tent.
>After all, she's pretty much the only pony here you can spend more than ten minutes with and not go insane in the process.
"Twilight? Are you in there?" you announce your presence at the entrance.
>"Anon?" you hear after a few seconds of silence. "Is that you?"
>Nodding to yourself you push the fabric aside and walk in.
>Twilight is on the bed, covered by her thin blanket. She has a book in her hooves and her lamp is dimly illuminating the scene.
>Even without that light you can clearly see: the book she holds is the friendship journal.
>Naturally, she notices your stare and swiftly puts the book aside, not before inserting her bookmark though.
>You're too busy unbuttoning your coat to even make a snide remark about that.
"It's hell out there, how are you holding up?"
>The hood slides down from your head and you breathe in, freed from the tightness of you waterproof attire.
>"It's cold," Twilight mumbles while watching you closely.
"I hope you don't mind me putting this here."
>Twilight just shrugs in response so you go ahead."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32980480 && dateTime=="09/26/18(Wed)16:25:36")

"You seem a bit down today," you try to get a conversation going. "Is the book interesting at least?"
>"I guess."
>Poor pony really isn't in the mood. When you finally get everything wet off yourself, she inches back on her mattress, nodding you to sit down.
>"Try to not get it wet."
>It is actually rather warm on the bed. Probably because of Twilight's own body heat.
"So, have you learned anything?"
>"Yes. It was educating. I had no idea what kind of things Twilight, real Twilight, actually does."
"What do you think about it then?"
>"Well..." she sighs and stops to stare at the floor, lost in thought.
>Looks like it's still up to you to drive the conversation forward.
"By the way, yesterday Rarity asked me about the 'actual Rarity', she had no idea who that is."
>"No wonder."
"You never told her? Or anyone here? About their counterparts."
>"I guess not. There was no reason to bring it up. Or maybe I did but they just payed no mind."
"They probably didn't understand what you meant."
>"They don't have to. It's enough that they don't actually have any motivation on their own."
"You think they'd take it badly?"
>"Well it probably wouldn't help them in any way."
>The mare stares at the journal and you hear her quiet sigh again.
>"Twilight's friends seem to cooperate easily with her. These... just don't care."
"Maybe they don't see your goals as something they can personally relate to?"
>"This again?" Meanlight glares at you. "You can't really ask them what the personally want. They don't care as long as they are left alone."
"But you can't leave them alone out here."
>"I can't offer them an alternative! I don't have one."
>Meanlight looks at you in dismay and you feel like she's been thinking about this very topic a lot.
>"I'm not like that Twilight. It's not all rainbows and friendship for me. And those idiots - those are certainly not the kind of ponies Twilight is friends with.""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32980486 && dateTime=="09/26/18(Wed)16:26:57")

>Little by little this mare is losing confidence. It's probably the first time you've seen her wavering in her own beliefs this much. But it just makes her angrier.
>"It's so easy for her to solve problems when she has so much support from everypony, even from Celestia. Compared to her, I'm just..."
"Twilight, look-"
>"...Just too smart for those who surround me. They just can't understand what I'm trying to accomplish here. Can you imagine me having an entire nation to back me up?"
>Of course. You didn't expect a heartfelt acknowledgment of her own flaws from her, did you now? That'd be too naive from you.
>Everyone else is to blame.
>Yet you still sense something much more desperate stirring inside the false alicorn. You're certain this isn't how she really feels and it's a bit painful to see her not being able to admit it to you.
>And you're pretty much the closest human or pony to her.
>"I guess I really am nothing like Twilight. That's my punishment for not wasting my time and power on idiotic things like parties and schools and celebrations. For thinking about the grand scheme of things. I mean, she's a princess, yet she doesn't even rule anything. She doesn't even know what to do as a ruler! What kind of princess is that?!"
>"And so, if I'm completely the opposite of her, it just means that she's not actually smart. She's just doing things others expect her to do. 'Ooh, let me help this pony by doing the most basic thing anypony can do, I'm a friendship princess, ooh!'"
>Hearing Twilight attempting to impersonate Twilight is hilarious in and of itself, but this rant just has to stop.
"You don't have to be mad at her, you're-"
>"Does she even have a slightest idea what she herself could accomplish with the amount of resources available to her? Oh, pfft, no, let's go to some auction to show off books or organize a daycare for fillies! Grrreat ways to spend time, your Majesty!"
"Twilight, stop.""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32980490 && dateTime=="09/26/18(Wed)16:28:25")

>"Don't call me that! I don't want to be associated with that... That..."
>Chest heaving, Meanlight is trying hard to find a word insulting enough for the friendship princess.
>Her eyes dart from side to side, but instead of rage you just see helplessness in them.
"Calm down, jeez. It's not like that."
>"You think someone like her would find a way out of this mess," Meanlight is mumbling to herself and her hyperventilation intensifies. "Isn't that easy when you're that smart? Isn't she... I..."
>You have no way to snap her back to reality but to do it with force.
>With a dull slap your palm collides with the mare's shoulder. It wasn't too strong, but strong enough for Twilight to jump up and fix her eyes on you.
"Breathe, Twilight, breathe."
>She does so, with a loud inhale and an equally loud exhale.
"Easy now. Just calm down."
>Honestly, she has a lot more in common with actual Twilight than she thinks.
>"I'm nothing like her, am I?"
>She looks you in the eyes, seeking answers. Something to affirm and justify her whole existence.
>Your palm is still on the pony's body and you feel how tense she is. Twilight herself doesn't even notice your touch, it seems.
"Does it matter?"
>Taking off your hand from the pony you lean back and look upwards. You know she's still watching you as you lay down across the mattress. It's not wide enough for you so you kinda slide down so your head doesn't dangle on the other side.
"I think it doesn't. Of course you're not Twilight, but you're also not just Anti-Twilight. I don't know how and why you were created but even if you are the opposite of those other ponies, it doesn't mean that it's all there is to you. You're all your own ponies, aren't you?"
>"But we were created as such. That's obvious if you look at us and what we represent compared to our originals."
"Only you even know about them. Your companions don't and they don't think about it, and still live their own life.""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32980502 && dateTime=="09/26/18(Wed)16:31:24")

>"They are still bound by their purpose. The one which they were created with. That's the line between us and everypony else."
>So this is what life in seclusion does to you. This pony's circular logic is without a doubt a product of her being locked up in this environment.
>She wasn't like this a week ago. Not as desperate, not as questioning. You need to somehow steer the conversation away from this.
"It doesn't mean they can't change. They already are. One day they'll be able to fit into society, even if right now they're not ready."
>"It's just wishful thinking," Twilight shakes her head in disbelief. "You can't go against their very nature."
"What if that isn't their nature? Even Twilight's friends changed over time."
>Meanlight looks away. The more you argue with her the more she seems to lose faith.
>"At least they always had a place they belonged to."
>You can't help but chuckle at such a thought.
"Well, then maybe it's a matter of accepting help to find it. I was stubborn about it too at first."
>"Yeah, you're-"
"An alien in every way. Do you think I was always like this?"
>Now you're piqued her interest. If it's going to help that pony, you might as well continue while her attention is on you.
"When I first arrived here I had no idea what to do. It took me a few months to even start talking to ponies more than it was absolutely necessary."
>"How did you even get here in the first place?"
"I was spirited away."
>"What does that mean?"
"At least that's how I call it. I don't really remember how exactly it went down, but I remember I got lost in a forest."
>"So you were always a forest kind of guy?"
"I guess? I somehow managed to lose my way there. The compass was going crazy and I've lost all my landmarks I usually used to navigate in those woods. I survived for almost two days out there, moving slowly in the direction I thought was right."
>"Survived just like that?""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32980506 && dateTime=="09/26/18(Wed)16:32:35")

"It's not like I didn't have some supplies with me. But anyway, I managed to walk out of the forest. But it wasn't where I expected it to be, it was here."
>"How is that even possible? You told me you're from another world."
"I don't know either. It's just at some point I was in the Everfree instead of the forest near my house and never noticed the transition. It must've happened in the dark."
>"So you're saying you haven't noticed anything strange?"
"Not anything I can recall. But I don't remember a lot of things from the past. Somehow it got so vague over time I can't even tell you where I lived, what my job was or even how old I am."
>"Does it scare you?"
>Twilight's voice is filled with an unusual amount of concern.
"Not really. I think it's for the best. I used to tirelessly walk around Everfree every single day to find the place where I could return home, but now it just sounds silly. At least I got a job out of it so it wasn't all pointless. Ponies thought I was doing it because I love forests and it kinda stuck with me from there on..."
>Your assumption was always that in your previous life you did like forests, otherwise how would you have got lost there with all the equipment?
>These days it doesn't matter. You've lost your motivation to return a long time ago.
"I like it here and I don't want to return anymore," you nod to yourself, voicing your thoughts to Twilight. "But at first I hated it. I had nothing to live for, so I spent all my time in the wilderness, and later, when I lost hope, locked in my room. I was living in the attic, in a house of a pony who were seldom home."
>It's almost a nostalgic feeling. Back then it felt like there's no reason to even try anymore, so you've wasted days and nights just looking at the ceiling. Or the roof in your case.
>Until the very day Twilight dragged you out of there, you thought you'll never belong in a place where others just see you as a strange and probably dangerous alien."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32980514 && dateTime=="09/26/18(Wed)16:33:41")

>It was you against all of them. Now it just sounds stupid. Back then, making that first step to accept that you can actually live normally here was a leap of faith, and you were completely faithless.
"Twilight has given me my own house, forced me to socialize, and never left me. She spent time with me every day. Without her patience and resolve to make me a part of this world I would have never done that. And, you know, ponies weren't that hostile to me after all. Maybe they never were and I was just... I dunno."
>You close your eyes, full relaxing on the mattress. Being busy with your new life it's no wonder you have forgotten everything about your previous one. And were so afraid that it would happen. Now that it happened, you wonder if it was something important to you.
>Something you were really afraid you'd forget, so much that you've reminded yourself over and over staring at the roof. At the outskirts of your mind you can almost grasp it again. The thing that was your last grip onto your previous self.
>You can't imagine such a thing. You have so many things to worry about now it would only slow you down. You've let it go a long time ago and have never felt regret for it.
>This is your home now and you can't see it any other way.
>"So we should just follow your hoofsteps and surrender ourselves to Ponyville just like you did? We had this talk before. It's not happening."
>Meanlight sounds a bit bitter, but opening your eyes you see that the mare is just a bit sad.
"I'm not suggesting anything right now, I just think that it's not a lost cause to try to fit in, that's all. You may not be Twilight, but Anti-Twilight is not everything you are or will ever be. If that makes sense."
>You both fall silent. Twilight is staring at her lamp, lost in thought. In this quiet you actually hear something.
"Hey, the rain has stopped."
>The pony looks upwards and flicks her ear in attention.
>Just as you make your observation, you hear voices outside."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32980520 && dateTime=="09/26/18(Wed)16:36:59")

>"Ah, land snakes, it's all a mess!" the obvious one.
>"Who put rocks on MY fabric?!" the demanding ring of the hoarder's annoyance.
>You nod to Twilight and stand up, stretching your whole body that is feeling stiff after leaning in a weird way for so long.
>The mare says nothing but decides to join you when you leave the comfy tent.
>Outside world is so cold it's almost insulting.
>"Oh, Anon! How was your night?" Liarjack almost jumps towards you, barely avoiding collision with Twilight.
>"Anon?" Rarity exclaims, seeing you exit. "I must've missed your arrival."
>"Who could blame ya, Anon never actually left," the liar points at you. "He was here all along and spent his night together with Twilight."
>"Excuse me?" you can almost see Twilight's coat standing up from sudden outrage.
>And Rarity is shocked even more, it seems.
>"What?! But I've seen him leave yesterday. Don't tell me..."
>"Oh, ye naive lil filly," Applejack starts walking towards the hoarder mare, looking way too smug for the cheap affair she's running here. "Anon has been doing this for weeks now, maybe if you payed more attention to him and not your pile of junk you'd have a chance at-"
"Applejack, stop it."
>You try to make yourself sound as stern and confident as possible. Luckily, it works, and Liarjack just shrugs and walks to her tent.
>Looking at Rarity's confused face, you explain:
"She's just messing with you. I got here less then an hour ago."
>Twilight grunts in annoyance. She avoids meeting your eyes but you know that her mood is now ruined.
"Just forget about it," you say to both ponies.
>"If you say so," Rarity is still not sure about it but she finds a distraction right away.
"Hey, what's this?"
>You come over to her and she shows you a compass you've given her recently.
>"I can't figure it out. It keeps spinning and I was waiting for it to stop, but it never does. What is it supposed to be pointing at?"
>You chuckle and let out a nostalgic sigh.
"I wish I knew.""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32980530 && dateTime=="09/26/18(Wed)16:40:15" && image=="1528730346910.jpg")

That's it for today, I hope you enjoyed it. Thank you for your patience as always, and I'll see you soon.

This is actually the 20th update of the story, so I guess it's a special occasion. Thank you all so much for your support, guys, for real. Amazing how far we've managed to come and it's barely halfway through still"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32980558 && dateTime=="09/26/18(Wed)16:49:02" && image=="BB57CCC7-F706-4D27-BF13-0A83CF41A644.jpg")

can’t wait"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32980693 && dateTime=="09/26/18(Wed)17:40:34")

Happy 20th update, thanks for the green as always."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32981794 && dateTime=="09/26/18(Wed)23:07:24")

I like this parody. Moar"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32982442 && dateTime=="09/27/18(Thu)02:40:53")

Does being mean give you split ends?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32983043 && dateTime=="09/27/18(Thu)09:19:56" && image=="mane.png")

Regular Rarity had those by the end of the episode too."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32983635 && dateTime=="09/27/18(Thu)13:26:51")

"I want to give MeanTwi a piggyback ride";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32983825 && dateTime=="09/27/18(Thu)14:37:59")

"Yeah, I don't know what I would have done if those nice ponies hadn't given me a home and support back when I arrived. Heck, even living alone in an attic wasn't all that bad."
>"Sounds nice. Too bad we don't have anyone like that. Especially since the winter is coming and our flimsy tents are barely enough to keep us alive as is. And we'll probably be running out of food any day now."

Dammit, Anon."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32983892 && dateTime=="09/27/18(Thu)15:08:58" && image=="1498196166094.gif")

He probably wants Twiglight to crawl to him begging to save her."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32984328 && dateTime=="09/27/18(Thu)17:02:45")

He wants her to ask for his help and for her to repay him in sexual favors."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32984721 && dateTime=="09/27/18(Thu)18:42:35")

It's how she'll pay her rent to him. Every night.
If her friends want to stay they need to do it too, but that at least would allow them to take turns."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32984782 && dateTime=="09/27/18(Thu)19:02:05")

do you think her pride would actually let her accept the offer?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32985002 && dateTime=="09/27/18(Thu)20:03:20")

I'd crawl to her begging to serve her"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32985516 && dateTime=="09/27/18(Thu)23:10:16")

I think Meanlight is pragmatic and driven enough to recognize a good opportunity when it presents itself. She'll just frame it like it was her idea the whole time, of course.
Because it was, and you can't prove otherwise."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32985987 && dateTime=="09/28/18(Fri)02:22:01")

I think it depend on what the offer actually is. If it's "surrender to Twilight's mercy", I think Twiglight keep it as a last resort option. It would be admitting her defeat and the fact that their stand in the forest was basically for nothing.
If she can adapt that offer as a strategic move like >>32985516 said, then her dignity could remain intact and maybe she'd agree to it then.
The problem is no one knows how Twilight would actually react to seeing mean magical clones for her and her friends. And even if she might agree to shelter them, others may not see it that way."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32986431 && dateTime=="09/28/18(Fri)06:57:45")

>Say that as long as you're her faithful assistant, your house is hers
>You'll do your best to make sure they live comfortably
>Assure her she'd never be more than a stone's throw away from you"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32986783 && dateTime=="09/28/18(Fri)09:57:58" && image=="1841543.jpg")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32986801 && dateTime=="09/28/18(Fri)10:08:04")

M.Fluttershy look like a parrot who's gonna bite you."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32987482 && dateTime=="09/28/18(Fri)15:32:57")

Fits her personality."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32987502 && dateTime=="09/28/18(Fri)15:44:30")

>Merchant Rarity"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32988368 && dateTime=="09/28/18(Fri)20:19:47")

>oy vey it's just usury, not theft, I'll keep my eyes on those things of your, "darling""

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32988939 && dateTime=="09/28/18(Fri)22:54:43")

>Mean Rarity is pretty much just a jew
This makes so much fucking sense, why hasn't anyone noticed this before?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32989782 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)04:05:54")

"I was thinking, the MeanSticks are supposed to have personalities and traits that are opposite of the Mane6, and we take that as them being evil, but the thing is, nobody is perfect.
Yes, the Sticks have the negative opposites of the heroes' positive qualities, but shouldn't that also mean that they have the positive opposites of the Mane6's negative qualities.
For instance, Applejack is unreasonably stubborn, so LiarJack must be reasonably compliant.
Twilight is neurotic, so MeanLight must be very calm and level-headed.
Pinkie Pie has issues with boundaries and taking no for an answer, so Pinkie Pine must know when to back off on stuff.
Any green ideas where these hidden positive traits shine?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32989933 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)06:25:41")

You're focusing on opposites of specific traits. Fluttershy is quiet and shy so Meanshy must be loud and forthward. Rainbow is proud and loyal so Rainbough must be meek and betrayal? Absolute opposites don't really work when the the Mean6 are supposed to be...mean rather than antithetical."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32990139 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)09:00:36")

pretty sticks"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32990141 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)09:02:15" && image=="1843294.png")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32990291 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)10:21:28")

Beware of Meanlight she creeps and leaps, glides and slides across the floor, right through the door and all around the wall a splotch, a blotch, be careful of Meanlight."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991214 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)14:04:44")

She can wrap herself around me anytime"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991265 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)14:15:37" && image=="twiclone gets the dip.png")

oh my god

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991451 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)14:49:57" && image=="1810202__semi-dash-grimdark_artist-colon-insaheart_mean+twilight+sparkle_twilight+sparkle_the+mean+6_spoiler-colon-s08e13_alicorn_blurred+background_cl.jpg")

>"Tell me Anon, I am sexy, right?""

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991505 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)15:01:09")

Yes because I love you for who you are and I want to take care of you even if you're just a puddle of goo."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32992620 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)18:53:59")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32992966 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)20:06:52")

I wanna stick my dick in it."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32993706 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)23:57:04")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32995039 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)11:02:00")

A story about Anon helping meanlight come to terms with her new self and make her not feel like such an abomination would be great."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32995048 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)11:05:12" && image=="Oh what a world, what a world.png")


if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32996391 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)18:17:04")

>With her newest gift in hoof, a shiny tea spoon that you got while buying tea, Greedity is looking up at you.
>"I want to exchange this for something different. Like you did last time."
"Oh, I guess that's fair. What do you want to-"
>"That potion you took away."
>Somewhere between excitement and madness, the pony's eyes shine when she fixes them on your bag.
>You didn't think about that. Who would've thought Greedity was so enamored with your vial of precious medicine?
"You can't do that."
>"Why not?"
"Because..." you try to improvise as naturally as you can. "Items that were exchanged previously aren't up for barter anymore."
>"But you just said that it's fair."
"I meant any other item."
>"What if I exchange that other item for it first?"
"That's not how it works."
>She looks really confused. Looking down to the ground, then at the spoon, at then back at you, she finally utters:
>"But I wanted that potion."
"Sorry, that's just how economics are."
"Yes. The rules of the market and all the transactions. You have to follow it."
>She frowns and has her doubts. But she can't think of anything else to say.
>"Well, fine then!"
>Taking the spoon into her magic hold, she walks to her tent, muttering something under her breath.
>She does return soon enough, as the mean camp tea party is about to start.
>Using the time-out that nature has given you with its merciful dry respite, you've quickly called for a meeting at the campfire.
>Applejack did have some wood stashed there so it didn't take you long to get the flame roaring once again while Twilight and Rarity were handling the tea.
>Compared to the last time you had a jolly time eating actual food with these ponies they were a lot more somber today.
>They ambience here sure does affect them."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32996394 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)18:18:08")

>Though they are really eager to eat the baked goods you brought. At first it warmed your heart to see that, but then you've started to suspect that it's more desperation than just appreciation or appetite for delicacies they rarely see.
>For example, seeing Rainbow's bent posture as she hastily consumes the generously frosted cupcakes and gulps delicious, fully flavored hot tea, makes you think about her previous fascination with this kind of food.
>As in, something that townsponies eat, the ponies who enjoys special privileges of eating the kind of food you find completely normal (albeit unnaturally tasty, like everything Pinkie Pie bakes).
>Dash is like a starving homeless pony that got to taste that high life for just a minute, and, well, she basically is.
>Now you notice that not only Rainbow, but all of these ponies are definitely thinner than those living in Ponyville. Hell, Dash's back has obvious bumps where her spine is, and you're pretty sure that's not how ponies are supposed to be.
>Pinkie is the worst offender here, you think: Meanpink's flanks really can't hold a candle to Pinkie's cushiony softness.
>Same could be said about Greedity. While Rarity possesses the most divine forms you often remind yourself of before going to sleep, Greedity's priorities certainly don't include keeping her own curves a feast for anyone's eyes.
>Of course, it's hard to remember eating proper meals when she's out 'treasure hunting' most of the day.
>At least now she can taste actual tea and not try to experiment with Zecora's failed potions.
>Overall, it's a bit of a quiet time, but at least it's friendly. Fluttershy is sipping her tea and doesn't try to start anything, even if she does throw some mean glances at you periodically.
>Honestly, as long as she keeps things civil you're fine with it. Maybe the food soothes her burning desire to bully everyone."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32996399 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)18:19:11")

>On the flip side, the silence isn't the best thing ever too. Aside from Pinkie's periodical sighs there's nothing to disturb it. No one wants to prolong this meeting in the drab, wet and chilly weather.
>At least there's fire here. You can only imagine how they have it inside their tents that barely even protect them.
>It will only get worse.
>You kinda hope that your gifts from Ponyville would sway at least some of them. Tasting the good life and all that. Maybe they'll be persuaded more easily after this.
>Mainly you aim to change Twilight's mind on this. Watching her from time to time as she partakes in the imported delicacy, you hope that at least your own story could make her consider moving elsewhere.
>But that would have to wait for another time. A problem soon arises before your eyes.
>It was only a matter of time it would become obvious. Applejack, after poking the happily crickling firewood, decided to get some more from her tent.
>Of course, when she went back empty-hooved and muttering something about having lots of wood left and how she just wanted to 'check up on it', you knew something was off.
>You offered help, but the mare refused, just as you've expected.
>"Nah, it's fine, there's plenty left."
"The forest is all soaked, you won't find anything worthwhile on the ground."
>"I can reach higher than you think. I'm a good tree-climber."
"Sure, whatever you say."
>"Besides, wouldn't want to break apart such a sweet couple."
>Only when you see Rarity scooting away from you in haste with her cheeks visibly rosy, you realized how close she was next to you all this time.
>She must've been moving little by little if you never noticed anything. That's kinda impressive.
>Both Applejack and Fluttershy snort at such a reaction from the greedy pony while she tries to hide her reaction in her cup of tea.
"Alright, give it a rest. I'll go get some wood."
>Looks like your talk with Meanlight will have to wait."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32996408 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)18:20:34")

>Your hand lies on your axe that is still affixed to your belt, as if to reaffirm your readiness for this venture. Applejack shrugs at first, but once you make your way past her, heading into the forest, she's quick to follow you.
>You even hear her making a flimsy excuse at the campfire. Soon, she runs up to you and tries to walk at your side.
>Like a loyal pet, she's glancing at the sides and sometimes up at you while you both keep quiet.
>You don't let this distract you though.
"Alright, let's just find something dry enough. I'll cut it down and you'll carry it on your back, alright?"
>"Nah, I don't think-"
>The mare doesn't argue with you after that. You're getting good at handling the liar, it would seem.
>After looking around without going too far into the woods, you kinda find something that looks like a birch tree.
>You know that some things are unique to Equestria and some were familiar to you right away, but you honestly can't tell which kind of tree this is.
>No reason to ponder it though, you can just write it off as Everfree's strangeness.
>The branches on this one are easily broken, so it should be just perfect.
>Just as you reach for your axe, you suddenly hear a half-scream, half-moan from behind you, right where Applejack was.
>A feeling of dread washes over you as you turn around, expecting something horrible.
>You see the mare spread on the ground, stroking her back leg and looking at you pleadingly.
"What happened? Are you hurt?"
>"Uhh... I slipped on this here wet moss and... ugggh... fell and hurt mah leg!"
>You can't remember hearing any noise prior to that, but you might've been distracted at the moment.
>Cautiously, you approach the pony and she continues.
>"I can't see well what's going on there, can you... Can you check it real quick?"
"Applejack, are you sure that-"
>"Please, hurry!""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32996415 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)18:21:37")

>Something in her voice sounds really genuine and it almost scares you, mostly because you weren't expecting her to be dead serious all of a sudden. Even if you're used to her lying all the time, maybe she really is hurt.
>It would be horrible to dismiss an actual concern of the pony just because you assume she's not really in danger.
>If she did hurt her leg, it means nothing but trouble.
>When you squat down near the feeble, heavy breathing mare, she can barely move her leg for you to see.
>"Please, just check on it. I can't feel it!"
>Skeptical still, you touch the pony's hind leg and you feel it trembling a bit. Right at her fetlock you gently lay your fingers on her coat.
>Squeezing it a bit, you ask her:
"Is it here? Does it hurt?"
>"No, try higher."
>Fair enough, your hand slides upwards to her hock. Palm pushed firmly, you give it a squeeze also.
>This is just an elaborate prank of hers, isn't it? But she does look scared and her breathing is all over the place. The mare is outright sweating now.
>"I can't feel it. Oh, I'm a broken legged pony, I'm done for!"
>Her voice, however, is starting to sound too dramatic.
>Carefully, but without much interest left, you move your hand where she obviously wanted to right from the start - to her butt.
"Is that it?"
>"Y-yeah, it feels horrible here. Just check if it's not broken or anything."
>Still playing along, you land your whole palm on the mare's flank and then give it a fair squeeze.
>"Oooh, right here!"
>The sound she makes is somewhere between a sensual moan and a agonizing one.
>She sounds pathetic moaning like that, but you figure out why that is just by looking at her behind. With all her might she's trying to calm her tail down, so instead of swooshing around it just trembles between her legs, hiding the obvious.
"Well, AJ, bad news."
>"W-what is it?"
"It's a broken hip."
>"No! Anything but that!""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32996421 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)18:22:43")

"I'm afraid so," you squeeze her buttock again, prompting some shuffling from the pony. "I guess I'll just have to carry you back to the camp, right here in my arms."
>Applejack's restraint gives in just for a second and you feel the wind at your face when the pony's tail shoots upwards wildly, only to become contained yet again by an enormous effort of the unmistakably excited mare.
>It was useless to hide it. She knows you've seen it, or at least noticed the smell.
>It's so bizarre you kinda want to keep going, just to see what she has in mind. What other dirty, vulgar tricks she has in mind.
>You've never expected something this forward and brash out of this seemingly disinterested mare that only cares about herself.
>"No need, Anon, just leave me here. A pony with a broken leg can't be good for anything."
"Anything at all?"
>"I'm completely defenseless and can't move. If somepony by any chance would find me like this, they'd..."
"They would what?"
>"They could easily..."
>You slowly move over the mare, to her terrified face. In her eyes you see fear, but her body also shifts and trembles. You feel it with your hand that is still on Applejack's ass.
>As you slide it inwards, to the mare's tail, Applejack's eyes widen and with mouth agape she is taking shallow breaths, looking you straight in the eyes.
>"Easily..." she whispers. "H-have their way w-"
"Yeah, you're right," you back off completely, removing your hand from her body entirely. "I should just chop some wood and go back to the camp."
>"Hwhuh?" the liar shakes her head in complete disbelief.
"Alas, poor Applejack. I'll tell the others how you fell and I had to leave you behind. I'm sure they'll be sad, but that's just how life is."
>"A-ah, no, I mean, you can still carry me and-"
"Why bother? You said it yourself."
>"I'm, uh..." she's looking from side to side to find an answer, but can't figure it out."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32996430 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)18:24:07")

>While the pony is completely dazed, you finally get you axe out and, invigorated by such a strange predicament, start chopping down the (presumably) birch tree.
>Hey, if it has that birch bark going on, it might as well be a birch, right? That stuff is pretty flammable, so you're on the right track here.
>The pony's completely desperate and tasteless attempt doesn't sit right in your head and you decide to just pretend this never happened at all.
>Why would she assume so much about you and then be so cheesy about it too, using literally the first opportunity she has? It's just crazy.
>You know she's watching you working on that tree, like she came here to ogle and nothing more.
>That's alright though, you concentrate on what's actually important. Hard, honest work does calm you down a bit, so you're feeling better already.
>The tree is fairly thin and it goes down and you split it into a few pieces that would be easy for the pony to carry while cutting all the remaining branches off of them.
>"Well, if you're gonna leave, so be it. I'm sure somepony else will get me out of here."
"They could, or..."
>You approach the mare, who still has a hopeful expression on her face after such a spectacular failure, and sit down again.
"Or you could just go with me."
>Your hand lands on Applejack's cutiemark and the pony's hope seems to be going up. Just like her tail once again.
"I'm just going to pretend with never happened and we'll return to the camp safely and I'll be on my way. Sounds good?"
>"I still can't-"
>To seal the deal, you give the pony's flank a good, lively slap and stand up to get your wood.
>She gasps and tenses up, but then her head starts working.
>"Oh, I think you fixed it! Now I can walk again. I hope you're not expecting me to repay you for it, since I have got nothing to give to you."
"That's fine."
>"Unless you count-"
"Applejack, it's fine.""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32996439 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)18:25:36")

>At least she doesn't seem to be against you putting the freshly cut and chopped wood on her back. She's a sturdy mare, so it's perfect for her to transport it while you carry a whole lot of branches.
>Not even a mention of any sort of trauma, of course.
>Walking back to the camp you can't stop thinking about this ridiculous incident.
>There was nothing else for you to do other than laugh it off but you're in a bit of a shock still. There was no way to even talk to her about it. She can't explain anything to you.
>She planned it, granted, but you don't think you would ever get a straight answer out of her.
>It's not like you dislike her or anything. There's nothing about her you find unattractive, which is the case with almost any mare. But it's just not right.
>You try to avoid looking at Applejack but you still see in the corner of your eye how she sometimes turns her head just a bit to look at you.
>Thankfully, she says nothing right until you arrive at the camp.
>"Well, that accomplished nothing," she comments when you put the wood near her tent to chop it into smaller pieces.
>You don't even know what to say to her. You just try to focus on doing your job.
>"I could've easily done this without you," the liar continues.
"Good, fine."
>Feels like you're starting to lose your patience. You want to get away from this awkward situation as soon as possible.
>When you see Rarity exiting Twilight's tent with a piece of paper in her magic aura, you finally put the axe away.
"I'm done here, the wood is all ready to go, just dry it a bit later."
>"I don't think-"
"Good, see you later."
>You move towards Twilight with haste and she gazes at you with rising suspicion.
>Without letting her ask anything you speak up first.
"Hey, we're done with wood, do you need anything?"
>"Not really."
"What's up with Rarity's paper? Is she stealing from you again?"
>You point behind your shoulder where Rarity should be, though the mare is already away in her shelter."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32996447 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)18:26:50")

>"Oh, no, she just asked me to write her the word 'economics' on paper."
"Why would she need that?"
>"Why don't you ask her?"
>You linger before Twilight without saying anything. She's standing there too, expecting something.
>For a moment you think about telling her all about Applejack's prank, but it doesn't feel right. No harm was done, so who cares.
>But another thing is worth mentioning. Something you never got to tell Twilight during your morning conversation. However, you don't know if you need to touch this subject now.
>"So... Anything else?"
"Not really."
>"Do you need something from me?"
>You open your mouth to say something, but can't decide if you want to.
>"Come in."
>Twilight's patience runs out and she walks inside her tent, keeping the entrance opened for you.
>"I can see you have something to say."
>The mare takes her place at the table.
"Kinda," you take your regular place too.
>"So, what's keeping you? Do you think I won't like it?"
"I have no idea."
>The false alicorn isn't convinced by your answer but it gives her a pointer.
>"It's about my goals again, isn't it?"
>With a sigh, you finally explain:
"I guess I just wanted to say... Consider what I was talking about earlier."
>"About what exactly?"
"Fitting in and living in this world like someone who belongs here."
>"Anon, I'm getting pretty tired of this. If you want to push this again, just get out."
"You're being irrational."
>"How so?"
"Well, there's no reason for you to-"
>"Just give it a rest, Anonymous."
"I can just talk to Twilight about this and I'm sure she'd agree to shelter you."
>"Are you kidding? Once she'll know that we're out here we're done for."
"You haven't done anything wrong. If anything, you're victims of that... I dunno, queen of yours or how do you call it."
>"What would you even tell her?"
"I dunno, that there are ponies out there who have nothing to eat, live in camping tents and will freeze to death soon? She'd help anyone in such a predicament.""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32996457 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)18:28:42")

>Twilight is looking at you with abhorrence in her eyes. She doesn't want to hear it. But you know that behind her ego she knows that things you say are true.
>Finally, she shakes her head and looks away.
>"Once we surrender, it's all over. We'll lose the element of surprise and I won't be able to realize my plans."
"But maybe by that point you won't even need to do it. Think about why you're doing it in the first place."
>"I've already told you."
"Yeah, I feel like we're walking in circles here."
>"You're the one who insists on talking about it over and over again!"
>She sits facing away from you and you can't see what her expression is, but her voice sounds annoyed. Also, tired.
>"You think we're so similar, me and you? That the same solution would work? I don't believe that."
"Our situation-"
>"You don't know anything about me if you think this way," she interrupts you, raising her voice. "Just go and think about it. Go."
>And so you're kicked out yet again.
>You do have something to think about, probably. But that would have to wait just for a moment.
>As soon as you take a step out of the tent, you nearly bump into a pony who has obviously been glued to the entrance in an eavesdropping position.
>It's Applejack. Who else but Applejack.
>She's looking at you with apprehension, ready to deny any accusations.
>You present none. With a sigh, you make your way out of the camp without saying goodbye to anyone.
>On your way back you do start thinking. Meanlight's situation may not be one to one similar with yours, but she and others aren't bad ponies. Even Applejack.
>You can still make them into fairly normal, decent ponies. You still have time.
>Twilight has made a normal citizen out of a weird antisocial stranger. Surely you can do the same for these mares.
>But testing waters with Twilight about it would be good too. Just to see if she's willing to save a few ponies in need.
>You just need a plan to break it to her without causing any suspicion."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==32996466 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)18:30:36" && image=="applebutt.png")

That's it for today, I hope you enjoyed it. Thank you, as always, for your patience and support, and I'll see you guys soon."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996744 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)19:21:08")

i love you"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996862 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)19:46:24")

Pretty good as usual anon, you are the soul of this thread"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996948 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)20:07:47")

Woah, this chapter was hot, keep it up!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997078 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)20:42:28")

The AJ ship is full steam ahead!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997251 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)21:22:59")

Bah. The far more adorable Greedity is where it's at."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32998661 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)05:04:27")

Meanlight is the true waifu"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32999351 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)10:15:01" && image=="1790639__safe_screencap_mean+twilight+sparkle_twilight+sparkle_the+mean+6_spoiler-colon-s08e13_alicorn_clone_everfree+forest_female_mare_pony_smug_spre.png")

This is true"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32999585 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)12:20:06")

she has pretty wings"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32999593 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)12:22:16")

I enjoy the subtext about the usual pony being expressive switching with the more calm one in their endeavor. Pinkie Pie, rd and Twilight are usually very expressive ponies now they are more reserved while Rarity, fluttershy and Aj got way more expressive than their normal counter part. Was this the goal of the pic ?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32999958 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)13:57:27")

Meanshy is going to get to Anon first and hatefuck him to death."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32999960 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)13:58:20" && image=="king bradley pone.png")

If she had any sense, she would've stayed dead"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33000415 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)15:39:45" && image=="1844838__safe_artist-colon-badumsquish_derpibooru+exclusive_mean+rainbow+dash_rainbow+dash_the+mean+6_spoiler-colon-s08e13_-colon-__badumsquish+is+tr.png")

"Would you shelter this pone?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33000421 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)15:40:39")

Fuck yes. No question."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33000454 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)15:50:46")

She wouldn't even need to ask."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33000474 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)15:54:56")

I would shelter any pone in this situation. Pone isn't for sad."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33000519 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)16:04:33")

only if she eats all of the eggs"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33000856 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)17:59:39")

She just wants someone to show the love she never had"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33000880 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)18:04:43")

This, greedity will make anon's heart hers first!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33001352 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)20:30:56")

>in during M. Fluttershy rapes anon"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33001988 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)04:07:23")

That's called kidnapping anon."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33001997 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)04:29:06")

wtf did 4chan broke?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33002080 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)17:03:33")

"We're back.";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33002957 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)21:22:42")

back in the new york groove"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003465 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)23:38:24")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003660 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)00:23:15")

"Which of the mean six is the most in need of your fiery love shaft";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33004238 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)05:08:00")

Meanlight, and that's coming from a Rarifag"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33004326 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)06:18:31")

I wish they kept that scene in the movie."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33004489 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)08:42:07" && image=="1528559940818.png")

"I've been down with a nasty ass cold since last weekend and only now started to recover, I hope it doesn't get serious like it always does but in any case there's gonna be a delay with updates since I can't look at the screen without hurting my eyes yet. Sorry.";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33004587 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)09:51:37")

Get some rest. And a nice hot bowel of chicken noodle soup."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33004623 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)10:14:25" && image=="4AFC1CC4-7330-469B-B71A-EFF71C9C34E6.jpg")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33005153 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)14:16:06")

Get well soon. That's what's more important."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33005822 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)17:33:57")

hope you feel better buddy"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33006624 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)20:56:17")

Feel better, man!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33007518 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)03:06:15")

Go back to bed"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33007966 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)10:16:32")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33009301 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)17:48:41")

Agreed with >>33004238
She might actually care about it too, seeing how others are pretty much all mentally ill and unstable."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33010252 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)22:32:54")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33010824 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)02:05:43")

Shit, fucking typo."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33011507 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)10:13:38" && image=="1847327.jpg")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012043 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)13:50:58")

why is she so seductive?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012100 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)14:08:48" && image=="1537455173193.gif")

Because she know what she want, she will get it and you will say "Yes mistress"."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33013617 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)20:35:15" && image=="rarity_mouse_by_taskidog-d4jq4td.jpg")

"Rarimouse Bump";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33013812 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)21:15:04")

>swn offer you a promotion from servant to assistant for helping her
>ywn turn it down
>ywn tell her you like being her servant
>swn tell you you're her best servant and make you thank her for giving you the opportunity to serve her"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33013846 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)21:23:34")

>swn make you lick her hooves"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014006 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)22:16:27")


we can dream at least right?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33015057 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)04:28:05" && image=="unf.png")

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33015585 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)09:35:27")

"give daddy the suck";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33016506 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)14:21:02")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33017175 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)17:35:46")

She knows exactly what she wants and how to make you do it, because she knows what you want as well. But what she really wants is for you to exceed her expectations and show her your passion and care, like doing something she never knew she even wanted"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33017870 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)20:34:41")


>You meander through the forest, once more coming upon the small camp of nega-ponies that you've slowly become more fond of.
>Sure, they have their quirks and they can get on your nerves, but they're not outright bad people.
>Especially not their leader.
>Well, actually, you suppose she is a bad person.
>Wanting to take over the world is generally pretty bad.
>She makes the whole "evil dictator" thing work though.
>For some reason, every time you talk to her, she just manages to cement her place inside your mind even more.
>You know it's not right to help her, but when she looks at you and you can feel your heart skip a beat, it's hard to tell yourself to stop.
>When you get to camp, you're greeted by none other than the pony in question. Meanlight Darkle.
"Hello, Twilight."
>"Anonymous. Come, this way," she says blandly, motioning for you to follow her into her tent.
>You do so quickly and, once inside, are made to sit down.
>"Listen here, Anon. There's something I need you to do for me. This will do wonders to help my plan. Do you understand?"
>She carries on with telling you everything you need to do.
>The whole time, you're nodding along and taking mental notes.
>When she's done explaining her nefarious plot, she smirks and pokes you in the chest.
>"Do a good job, and I may even promote you to assistant. That certainly has a better ring than servant, doesn't it?"
>You never even thought of that.
>This whole time, you'd been happy just listening to her.
>It was your duty as her "servant", as she so dubbed you.
>It was a pretty great deal too, you thought.
>Always a good excuse to come and see her.
>You'd be lying if you said you didn't enjoy that look in her eyes too, whenever she told you to do something and knew it would get done due to your station beneath her.
>Looking for a promotion never even crossed your mind.

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33017896 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)20:43:29")


"I don't need a promotion," you finally reply to her.
>Twilight raises an eyebrow and pulls away from you.
>"Excuse me? I so graciously offer you a spot by--"
"I'm happy with where I am. I like being your servant."
>Confusion paints itself on her face.
>"You what?"
>Your face heats up in a blush as the gravity of your statement sets in.
>You just said that out loud.
"I like being your servant."
>God, you feel like a naughty kid saying that.
>Twilight's face returns to neutral, and she examines you for what feels like an eternity.
>Is she creeped out?
>You'd be creeped out if somebody said that to you.
>You're not trying to take over the world though.
>She is, and she's looking at you in the same way you suspect she looks at maps when panning her future invasions.
>"Say it again."
>Well, that's an order if you ever heard one.
"I like being your servant," you reaffirm, feeling somewhat more at ease with it.
>It's small at first, but soon a tiny smirk on her face grows into a deep, smug grin.
>"Really, now? Well, if you enjoy it so much, then why don't you thank me for giving you the opportunity?"
>That's a markedly better reaction than what you thought she was going to do.
>In fact, it may just be the best reaction you could have gotten.
>You're elated to say the least.
>Wow, what a burden off your chest.
"Thank you for giving me the opportunity to be your servant."
>Twilight shakes her head, giving a little tsk tsk in addition.
>"Not with words, servant. With action."
>She lifts her hoof off the ground, hovering it a few inches away from you.
>"Show me how thankful you are. Kiss my hoof.""

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33017911 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)20:49:34")

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33017978 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)21:05:30" && image=="1534392315605.png")

Go on."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33018182 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)22:08:18" && image=="1520258710760.png")

Holy unf, don't stop now"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33019088 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)04:54:45")

My dick needs this."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33019094 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)04:59:52" && image=="woo.png")

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33019156 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)05:37:11")

Yeah, I need some sauce with this image."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33019213 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)06:26:09")

Never mind, I found it."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33019747 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)11:08:05")

Mind posting it?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33019907 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)12:11:39")

Not the same Anon but: 1826212 on derpibooru

And it's pervert, just for info."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33020094 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)13:01:24")

A challenger enters the ring
Player 2 has joined"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33020329 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)13:56:32")


>Instead of doing as she said, you stare at her.
>Your mind is trying to wrap itself around her most recent order.
>Kiss her hoof?
>Like actually kiss it?
>Hooves are like hands, but also feet.
>So would you be kissing her hand in this case, or her foot?
>There are very different implications to both.
>She snaps you out of your thoughts.
>There it is right in front of you, and you've been told to kiss it.
>Orders are orders, Anon.
>You reach out, brushing your fingers against her hoof before she snatches it away from you.
>The look on her face tells you all you need to know.
>Placing your hands firmly on the ground, you lean forward, bringing your face down to her hoof, and press your lips against the hard surface.
>It feels exactly how you thought it would, and yet vastly different at the same time.
>You hold yourself there for a second before pulling away and sitting back up.
>Twilight gazes at you like a cat who just caught the best mouse she'd ever seen.
>"Good boy," she starts. "Now tell me, my servant, when was it that you realized your place beneath me?"
>It had always been that way, as far as you'd known.
>When you first arrived and began helping them, she just decided one day that you were her servant.
>That's when it really began to set in, and that's what you explain to her.
>She chuckles to herself and nods evenly.
>"I knew you had potential. Who would have thought it would be like this?"
>Her adorable giggling turns into a wild laugh, and she points at you with a dismissive hoof.
>"My first truly loyal servant and I didn't even have to conquer a kingdom. Imagine how many ponies will bow to me when I actually try. You're proof of my right to rule!"
>Eventually, her little tirade dies down, and she sighs happily.
>Twilight rolls her shoulders back and stands, walking over to her bed area.
>She plops herself down on it and beckons you over with her eyes."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33020374 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)14:07:21")


>"It's been a long day, Servant. Why don't you make those hands useful and give your," she pauses, thinking carefully about her next words. "Give your queen a massage."
>She's settled into that title quite nicely.
>You approach her and reach out.
>"Oh, and you're to thank me whenever you touch my body."
>You place your hands on her back and begin to squeeze the muscle.
"Thank you, my queen," you reply softly.
>She's so tight.
>The balls of muscle fight you as you slowly knead them out.
>It's obviously uncomfortable for her, and you try your best to limit the pain, but there's only so much that you can do.
>Soon though, once you've gone down most of her back, the largest of the knots are gone.
>In their wake is smoothed out muscle and brushed hair, making her look every bit as regal as she feels.
>Twilight hums to herself.
>It's an oddly happy tune, but you're sure that whatever words go with it are mean and hateful, if not downright evil.
>"Very good boy," she mumbles as you stop your work.
>She casts an eye back at you, all too pleased with the sight if her smug expression is anything to go by.
>"Servant, when I finally take over this world, I want you to watch me shove that goody two-shoes Twilight in the deepest, darkest dungeon I can find. Then I want you to lock the door. You would do that for me, wouldn't you?"
"Of course, my queen," you say without a second thought.
>She huffs and sits up.
>You do so, lowering your head once more to her hooves, but keeping your distance until told otherwise.
>"This is your place from now on. From this day onward, you are my faithful servant. My word is your law. Any allegiance you had with those ponies before is burned. Do you understand that?"
>You nod.
>"Then swear yourself to me. Swear you'll stay by my side, and then you may touch me again.""

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33020952 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)16:53:07")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33021411 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)19:00:07")

I'm loving this, anon. Please more."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33022052 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)22:07:47")

do it"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33022822 && dateTime=="10/08/18(Mon)02:35:10" && image=="me.jpg")

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33023487 && dateTime=="10/08/18(Mon)09:53:31" && image=="maxhornydefault.jpg")

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33023493 && dateTime=="10/08/18(Mon)09:56:19")


>This may just be the defining moment in our life.
>Anon, you've been presented with an amazing opportunity.
"I swear to you, Twilight Sparkle, that from this day to my last, as long as I am in your charge, I will serve you to the best of my ability."
>You crane your neck, peeking up at her.
"You and only you."
>Twilight picks her hoof up, lifting it above you.
>Slowly, she brings it down and presses the hard surface against your head.
>She rubs it gently. If you didn't know her as well as you did--and for that matter, if you didn't just have this conversation--you'd even say lovingly.
>"You know, it's awful hard on a queen to walk around the forest all day."
>Her hoof brushes against your face as she trails down to your chin, cupping it and lifting you up slightly.
>"My hooves just ache. You're going to clean them for me. I don't want any evidence that I live in a forest to remain."
>Right after she finishes her order, you fetch the needed supplies from around camp and your own bag.
>You return to her, setting down a large pot of warm water on the floor.
>Taking her hoof into your hands, you give her the required thanks.
>As you wet a towel and begin to rub it into her hooves, she asks you another question. "Where do you live, Servant?"
"In a cabin not too far outside of Ponyville," you reply.
>"You said outside. By how much?"
>Your pace is generally faster than a pony's, and judging by how long it takes you to get into town every day, you give her your best estimate.
"About ten minutes by hoof, my queen."
>She nods, watching you closely as you scrub the grime and filth off her hoof.
>Every stroke of the towel reveals more of the most beautiful hoof you've ever seen.
>Well, you suppose that's not saying much since you've never been this close to another hoof before.
>In that sense, she's your first.
>"Your home. How big is it?"
"Bigger than what I require."
>"And it's clean."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33023515 && dateTime=="10/08/18(Mon)10:10:01")


>Especially considering you spend most of your free time here, you're not in your cabin often enough to really make a mess.
>Before long, her first hoof is done.
>You take the liberty of giving it a small massage, working your fingers into what you can to help do away with the ache she voiced earlier.
>She doesn't tell you to stop, so you assume you're doing the right thing here.
>When you're done with that, you move onto her next hoof, which she lets you take without a fuss.
>"Do you get very many visitors?"
"At my home? No, none at all. I don't think many ponies even know I live there, save for the obvious few."
>She smirks at that.
>What did you say?
>"Do you expect to get many visitors in the future?"
>You shake your head.
>"Then it will be the perfect spot to build our new base," she says as-a-matter-of-fact-ly.
>Wait, what?
>You look into her eyes, making your confusion known.
>"I'm tired of living in the forest. It's dark, it's cold, and it's dirty. This is no place to plan an invasion. We will move into your--into my cabin," she corrects herself, "And from there, we'll not only be able to keep a better eye on the ponies, but I'll also have instant access to my faithful servant."
>Instant access.
>Yes, that's right.
>As it is now, you eventually have to leave her and go home.
>If she were in your home though, then you'd never really have to leave, would you?
>"Finish up here," she says, interrupting your thoughts. "When you're done with my hooves, begin packing up for the move. I want us all in my cabin once the sun sets."
"Yes, my queen," you reply quickly and return to your task.
>Once her other hooves are all sparkling clean and properly cared for, you get to work packing up the camp."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33023534 && dateTime=="10/08/18(Mon)10:24:00" && image=="1633112.png")

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33023889 && dateTime=="10/08/18(Mon)12:41:50")

better be more nigga"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33024201 && dateTime=="10/08/18(Mon)14:48:45")

"I want to cuddle them so badly.";

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33024453 && dateTime=="10/08/18(Mon)16:34:54" && image=="1504678176309.png")

Thank you, anons. I've managed to survive and got better, and also had time to plan the story further. I'll be posting an update in just a moment."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33024537 && dateTime=="10/08/18(Mon)17:23:55")

>Your hand slides inwards, tracing the orange mare's thigh, grasping the pliable pillow of her butt.
>"If anyone would by any chance find me like this..." she whispers in a shallow breath.
>"Anon? Are you there?" a familiar voice outside your house seeps into the fragile illusion, but you try to ignore it.
>Even through your half-asleep state you know it's Twilight, and she's standing at the nearest window.
>At any other time you'd pay attention to that, but right now you do your best to block the distraction.
>Applejack is still there, after all, lying underneath you, eager for your touch.
>A passing dream you've managed to grasp and are unwilling to let go. A mirage you've caught by mere luck of waking up right in the middle of such a familiar sequence; an opportunity you're using to go through it again, this time allowing yourself some more daring, forward and risky liberties.
>"They could easily..." Applejack's eyes close when your fingers find her soaked marehood.
>The lustful mare tenses up below you, eagerly awaiting your next move.
>At your fingertips her whole essence is wavering and you feel how the anticipation prevents Applejack from drawing a careless breath - a single movement in your direction would be enough for her to overflow with bliss.
>But she needs you to make it happen, to subject her to paradise beyond anything she has ever known before this day.
>"I think he's still asleep," another very familiar voice at the window joins in, without a doubt located right near the first.
>Come on, Fluttershy, not you too, not now.
>You want to focus on this, just this time. Just long enough for it to seem real again.
>But it's too late. You can't return to that vivid feel anymore. Your fingers bend and move, but they barely feel the hot, eager flesh under them."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33024539 && dateTime=="10/08/18(Mon)17:24:57")

>"Have their way with me... Anon..." the mare finally relaxes and her legs spread wide, giving you all the space you need to-
>"This late in the morning?" the first voice exclaims, this time shattering your immersion completely. "He always was more of a night owl type, I guess."
>Both ponies giggle softly, and that does it for you.
>Failing it ignore the noise, you let go of your passing dream. Alas, it wasn't meant to last, that's just the nature of it.
>Instead, you're left with your early guests - Fluttershy and Twilight, who want something from you this early in the morning.
>You're pretty sure it's not your time to wake up for your job yet. You're innocent here.
>Still, maybe they do have something important to say. With a sigh, you get up on the bed.
>"I think he's awake," Fluttershy states.
"I can hear you, you know," you grumble in response.
>You say it loud enough for them to notice: both of them step away from the window right after. Just as you sit up on your bed you hear a knock on the door.
>"May I come in?" Twilight asks.
"Yeah, go ahead."
>You may have said that, but you just now notice that you still have your morning wood you were so desperately clenching just a minute ago.
>In panic, you barely throw enough of the blanket on top of it before Twilight enters your abode. Fluttershy is following her close, shutting the door behind her.
>You hear something between "good morning" and "sorry for intrusion" from the yellow mare. Just to be sure, you in turn welcome her and Twilight, awkwardly holding your arms on your legs.
>See, if your house actually had rooms, that wouldn't have been a problem. But it's just how ponies build these king of small cottages.
>By no means you having your own home meant that it was anything above the entry-level one floor wooden structure. You're happy you at least have a dedicated kitchen and a shower with a bathroom here."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33024547 && dateTime=="10/08/18(Mon)17:27:19")

>Twilight hasn't been here for a while and she looks around, curious to see if your house got even more comfy than before. After all, she said she liked its minimalistic but all natural wooden aesthetic of it when she presented it to you back in the day.
>The princess doesn't voice any concerns now, so you think she's satisfied with what she sees around you. That is, lots of stuff thrown around the table with tools and books on it.
>Then she turns her attention to the sleepy human who is sitting with his bare legs down on the bed, patiently waiting for her to state her business.
>"Sorry I'm a bit early, Anon," she begins with an apology.
"It's fine, Twilight."
>"I just wanted to catch you before you're off on your patrol. I asked Fluttershy if you were still here and, well, here we are."
>The princess smiles apologetically and you reassure her again:
"It's fine, so what's up?"
>"Earlier in the morning I met Rarity and she... She was acting a bit strange. She told me she won't be at the school today and needs some time and lots of ice cream. Then she said she needs to see you as soon as possible."
>A thousand possible reasons fly through your head before Twilight clarifies:
>"I think it has something to do with your investigation of the stolen books. She didn't want to tell me, so it's probably about something you two have discovered back then?"
>Remembering what exactly you two have discovered and how this could be related to Rarity being in distress sends a cold wave down your entire body.
>Even your boner can't withstand that kind of shocking reaction, finally losing all the tension and falling down, defeated at last.
>"Anyway, Rarity seemed serious about it, so I think you might want to go check it out right away."
"Sure, I'll do that," you shrug. "Just let me have my breakfast first and what-not."
>"Oh! Sure," Twilight backs away a bit, "I won't keep you then, have a nice day."
"You too.""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33024552 && dateTime=="10/08/18(Mon)17:28:53")

>The princess is leaving, but Fluttershy is still standing next to you.
>Come to think about it, she hasn't said a thing during your conversation, she was just keeping Twilight company. Now she doesn't even notice that her fellow pony is walking away.
>What keeps her standing there is quite obvious if you follow her stare - her eyes are glued to you.
"Fluttershy?" you softly call her.
>The mare jolts awake; blushing a bit, she mouths something that sounds like an apology and rushes away from you, gaining on Twilight in a second.
>"Bye!" the alicorn waves her hoof and the door shuts in front of her, leaving you alone in your room.
>Fluttershy by that point was long since hiding behind her friend, compelled to get out of your sight as soon as possible.
>Like she has anything to be embarrassed about. Silly pony.
>Well, you are almost naked... At least your blanked managed to hide the important stuff during the conversation.
>But the pegasus wasn't staring at it, just at you in general, and it's not like she hasn't seen you before like that. Your recent 'fallen down in the woods' accident with your shirt comes to mind.
>Not like it matters, you have more important things to think about.

>Turns out, Twilight has only taken away half an hour of your sleep. Waking up earlier isn't much of a problem for you anyway.
>Dealing with your morning procedures is easy as ever, so fifteen minutes after the princess of friendship takes her leave you are ready to tackle the Rarity problem.
>The closer you get to the Carousel Boutique, however, the more weary you feel about it. You are completely positive that Rarity will confirm your worst expectations.
>But it is exactly why you need to keep your cool and act like you don't know anything.
>You come to conclusion that if Rarity is faced with this, it might serve you some good. After all, if you were to go through with the plan of softly easing ponies into accepting the mean clones, you might as well start here."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33024554 && dateTime=="10/08/18(Mon)17:29:58")

>At least you'll get an opinion, and maybe even get to influence it on such an early stage.
>It sounds like it's worth a try at least.
>To calm yourself down you try to think about that Applejack scenario again, but it clearly isn't working at all. Now it seems just silly and out of place. You're almost ashamed in adopting her dirty trick to spin it your own way in your head.
>Gone are the times when every single mare that was nice to you ended up as a subject for your unbridled, incredibly dirty sexual fantasies as soon as you were left alone in that attic.
>You've gone into public so rarely back then that you felt so appreciated when ponies were treating you good, you couldn't help but take it personally. You felt no shame in imagining them in bed with you, treating you nicely there, and it was all so fresh and exciting.
>Now you know better. Ponies are just nice in general. And even their nakedness doesn't distract you anymore.
>Besides, you have chosen Rarity as your pony beauty standard anyway, so you're not easily swayed by anything or anyone else at this point.
>Speaking of the mare herself, Rarity is not at her workplace. You find the boutique completely empty, which isn't that strange this early in the morning.
>For you it seems a little eerie, but it's definitely because you've been keeping yourself on edge with horrible assumptions this whole time.
>Fashionista's cute filly sister also isn't here. It's school time for her, of course.
>Nothing is keeping you from moving deeper into Rarity's residence. You carefully ascend to the second floor.
>If the mare is anywhere to be found in her allegedly saddened and shaken state, it's probably going to be her own room.
"Rarity? You in there?" you cautiously call her standing right at the door.
>After a long pause you spend with your breath bated, you hear a reply from the other side:
>"Anon? Is that you?"
"Yeah," you exhale happily. "You wanted to see me?""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33024559 && dateTime=="10/08/18(Mon)17:31:11")

>"Thank goodness, yes. You are alone, right?"
>"Come in."
>As soon as your hand touches the door knob, a faint magical aura glistens around it, and you hear a mechanical noise inside.
>Rarity had herself locked in there, planning to allow only you in.
>It is also confirmed by the fact that when you step inside the dimly lit room, the door is closed and locked again behind you.
>You can't help but to feel your heart pounding, even if there's nothing to be scared about.
>But the glum atmosphere of Rarity's personal abode weights down upon you the moment the door is shut.
>She didn't bother moving the curtains, so the early autumn pallid morning light barely makes it way here.
>You see the mare on the edge of her bed, completely wrapped in a blanket. Beside her on the floor there's a bucket of ice cream, empty, with a spoon inside of it.
"What's going on, Rarity? You're scaring me."
>That wasn't really an exaggeration. You're starting to feel as if the things are even worse than you though.
>Was she attacked by Greedity or something? Or was the shock of seeing her own clone just that dire?
>"Oh, I'm sorry, I think I'm alright now," Rarity explains in a fairly regular voice.
>It's nice to hear, but it doesn't quite dispel your discomfort just yet.
"Are you sure?"
>"Yes, definitely. Oh my, it is indeed a bit too somber here. I'm terribly sorry, let me just..."
>At once, the drapes are moved to the sides and Rarity slips out of her blanket cover, pristine and beautiful as ever, standing proud near her empty bucket.
>It's not fear you hear in her voice, but eagerness and determination. The detective's bravado won over the victim's trauma in the end, by the looks of it.
>"I've seen it, Anonymous," she can barely contain her excitement. "With my very eyes."
"Seen what?"
>"The culprit. Our book-stealing pony.""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33024567 && dateTime=="10/08/18(Mon)17:33:24" && image=="1851260.jpg")

>Trying to sound impressed, you nudge her towards confession:
"Really? How did you manage that."
>"It seems that it's just like Shadow Spade always says. The criminal always returns to the crime scene."
>As you've suspected, it was actually another book theft. Damn it, Greedity, why do you have to complicate things so much?
"So, what did you see? Who was it?"
>Before answering, Rarity shines a adventurous smile at you, and in a totally mysterious tone she asks:
>"Do you believe in ghosts, Anonymous?"
>Yep. That confirms it.
>Greedity is in deep trouble this time.
>Like it or not, everything is set in motion now.
That's it for today, I hope you enjoyed it. Feels good to be writing again, even if I've not fully recovered yet. I hope I can maintain the usual schedule again, but for now thank you for you patience and I'll see you soon."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33024621 && dateTime=="10/08/18(Mon)17:49:20")

Pure unadulterated story heroin."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33025081 && dateTime=="10/08/18(Mon)20:13:20")

This is remains absolutely fantastic."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33026109 && dateTime=="10/09/18(Tue)01:43:31")

I love you."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33026971 && dateTime=="10/09/18(Tue)09:24:39")

Glad you're feeling better m8."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33028529 && dateTime=="10/09/18(Tue)19:07:48")


>You move throughout the camp, packing things up as you see them.
>The rest of the mean sticks, as you'd decided they would be called, don't pay you much mind.
>You do notice the occasional off glance.
>Then, of course, Fluttershy has to make her little jabs at you.
>"Always knew you'd make a good pack mule."
"What can I say? I love to carry things. You should pick out a pretty coffin I can carry whenever you finally kick the bucket," you retort.
>"Is that a threat?" she snaps, fluttering not too shyly over to you.
>You set down the heavy bag of pots and utensils, freeing your hands as you take the initiative and close the distance between you two.
>Your noses almost brush as you push forward, forcing her back to avoid touching you.
"I don't make threats; I make promises."
>Fluttershy scowls, pressing her hoof against your chest.
>"Shouldn't you be bending over or something? A little servant boy like you should--"
>You cut her off by slapping her hoof away hard enough that the crack of your hand on it sounds through the forest.
"I serve Twilight, and trust me, you're not even a shadow of the mare she is."
>The hate in Fluttershy's eyes almost boils over before the mare in question stops you both, separating you by a powerful lavender force field.
>"Both of you stop. Servant, get back to packing. Fluttershy, go be annoying somewhere else."
>The yellow pegasus snorts and turns away, not wanting to spend any more time on it.
"Yes, my queen," you humbly reply, picking your back of metals back up and resuming your task.
>"Don't let her bother you," Twilight continues, approaching so that she can rest a hoof on your hip.
"She doesn't bother me," you smile. "Not entirely, at least."
>"Well don't make a habit of slapping her around. We both know you could handle your own, but I don't want that kind of in-fighting in my ranks. My underlings need to be in their best shape if they're to help me with my plans, understand?"
"Yes, my queen.""

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33028568 && dateTime=="10/09/18(Tue)19:21:50")


>"Good boy. Now go," she commands.
>Obeying instantly, you finish with the packing.
>It takes you to just about mid noon, so you have plenty of time to move everything.
>Everything has been placed in small enough bundles that, by making a few trips, you can get everything done without tiring yourself out too much.
>Each trip, you take a new pony back to your cabin.
>First it's Twilight, of course, but she also makes you bring Fluttershy just for the sake of keeping you two unalone with each other.
>After her, it's Liarjack, followed by Rarity, then Dash, and finally Pinkie.
>The order was very important, according to Twilight.
>When each of them first saw your cabin--even Pinkie, who was usually the definition of apathy--they seemed to glow with excitement.
>No more forest, no more dirt beds, no more cold.
>Sweet deal for them.
>You enter your home, setting down the last bag of supplies on the floor and taking a deep job-well-done breath.
>No time for Anon to rest, however.
>Before you can even sit down on your own couch, you see that it is full of colorful mares relaxing themselves after their own "tiring walks".
>That's your seat though.
>"Servant," comes Twilight's voice from behind you.
>You whip around to face her and give her your undivided attention.
>The dark mare smirks at your eagerness and shakes her head.
>"So attentive. Keep up the good work and unload all this, will you? It can all go into the attic, but move my things into your room," she says before walking off, taking place in front of the fireplace.
"Right away," you reply, moving back to the pile of bags you'd just brought in, ignoring the curious looks of the other ponies.
>Just as you'd been told, you bring the majority of everything up to your attic.
>It's small, cramped, and dark. It is, however, very warm.
>You unpack everything and set it up just about how you found it back at the old camp."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33028578 && dateTime=="10/09/18(Tue)19:27:40")

Got a pastebin for it too"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33028681 && dateTime=="10/09/18(Tue)19:59:45" && image=="1719797__safe_screencap_twilight+sparkle_horse+play_spoiler-colon-s08e07_adorkable_alicorn_cute_discovery+family+logo_dork_faic_smiling_twiabetes_twili.png")

Thank you kindly, good sir!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33028887 && dateTime=="10/09/18(Tue)20:58:53")

Very good call on divergent narrative from DTS. Loving this."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33029309 && dateTime=="10/09/18(Tue)22:49:57")

I thought the writing seemed familiar"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33030423 && dateTime=="10/10/18(Wed)02:34:31" && image=="1524949594444.png")

Should we get ready for lotsa suffering?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33030859 && dateTime=="10/10/18(Wed)05:39:36")

Depends on your definition of suffering, I guess."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33031077 && dateTime=="10/10/18(Wed)07:43:27")

"This thread is fucking amazing thanks to you writefags!

BTW, meanlightfag you should namefag"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33031398 && dateTime=="10/10/18(Wed)09:48:06" && image=="1852447.png")

"she has a sexy face";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33031402 && dateTime=="10/10/18(Wed)09:49:09" && image=="1852480.png")

"she also has a sexy face";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33031769 && dateTime=="10/10/18(Wed)11:49:42")

Meanlight is Bestlight. Look at those eyes. What a qt."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33031848 && dateTime=="10/10/18(Wed)12:08:38")

You can always tell if it's Urchin or someone pretending to be him"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33032315 && dateTime=="10/10/18(Wed)14:18:01")

I find these two especially appealing in a sexual way
>you have to tame them before they warm up to you
>you're their first and only male interaction
>no societal or moral restrains (taboos, what's proper or improper, probably won't hide their attraction and desire)
>can make them depend on you"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33033343 && dateTime=="10/10/18(Wed)18:26:34")


>It's a tad depressing to be honest.
>Seeing everything clustered together like this, starkly different from how spread out the original camp was, leaves a bad taste in your mouth.
>For that matter, seeing is a challenge as well.
>The small amount of light that pours in from the stairwell is caught right at the front of the attic, unable to make it through the tents toward the back of the room.
>You grab a few lanterns from a small box in the corner and set them up, scattering them well enough to make the room acceptably bright.
"That should do it," you say with a smile.
>Now, if your memory serves, Twilight told you to take her things into your room.
>You find it odd and a little foreboding.
>The couch is not a place for men to sleep.
>Being kicked out of your own room in your own house. How humiliating.
>Hopefully that's not what she has in mind.
>You've wasted enough time thinking about this though, so you move along with the task and moving what you can into your bedroom.
>Your, now meaning plural. As in you and Twilight.
>Oh gosh.
>The reality of the situation begins to set in soon.
>Seeing her mattress propped up against the wall, with her little bookcase and even a small table with a few Equestrian maps on it, makes you appreciate how much of the once empty space is now hers.
>You make way back downstairs and stand behind the couch to announce that everything is done.
>The ponies have mostly fallen asleep, save for Fluttershy who scowls at you as if she's too angry to sleep, and Twilight who has taken to reading one of your books.
>The purple mare looks up at you dismissively at first.
>"What is it?" she asks.
>Then she must remember what she'd told you to do, because her face changes to shock, and then a familiar smugness you feel like you're going to be seeing a lot more of now.
>"Everything is how I asked?"
"Of course."
>"Very good. Well, let's go see," she says after closing the book and sliding it away."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33033371 && dateTime=="10/10/18(Wed)18:34:38")


>The real Twilight would never do that to a book.
>This isn't the real Twilight though.
>This is the improved model.
>That's a harsh way of putting it, but it's the most accurate.
>Twilight gets up off the floor, not even disgruntled by having the leave the warmth of the fire, and takes the lead going upstairs.
>She comes to your room and opens the door, stepping in quickly after.
>The mare looks around, nodding to herself and mumbling something you can't quite make out.
>Eventually she comes to the window and peeks over the sill.
>"That's Ponyville," she mutters.
>You follow her gaze, seeing the brightly lit town just a few football fields away.
>"And that's her castle."
>There's a special venom added when she pronounced "her."
"Is that bad?"
>"No. It's perfect."
>Twilight pulls away from the window and walks over to her map table.
>She arranges the papers, then slaps her hoof down on the one of Ponyville.
>"I'll be able to collect a ton of information on them from here."
>Soon, she pulls her eyes from the table and looks at you, meeting your eyes.
>"And it's all thanks to you, my faithful servant. You've done your queen well today."
"Thank you," you say with a slight bow of your head.
>"What did I say about thanking me with words?" she giggles.
>Twilight holds her hoof up to you again.
>Taking the hint, you move towards her and kneel down to plant a little kiss on it.
"Thank you, my queen."
>"The pleasure is mine.""

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33033774 && dateTime=="10/10/18(Wed)20:15:24" && image=="1530851099582.png")

I like it, I like it very much."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33033963 && dateTime=="10/10/18(Wed)21:04:50")

Solid stuff, solid stuff."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33034570 && dateTime=="10/10/18(Wed)23:58:11")

This is great!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33034914 && dateTime=="10/11/18(Thu)01:30:04")

oh fug"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33035670 && dateTime=="10/11/18(Thu)09:17:48")

good stuff"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33035905 && dateTime=="10/11/18(Thu)10:38:13" && image=="1853255.png")

">"He can't leave us if we tie him up!"";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33036033 && dateTime=="10/11/18(Thu)11:41:36")

M.Pink look like she just woke up after a good night being the little spoon."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33036197 && dateTime=="10/11/18(Thu)12:47:25")

keep it up"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33037343 && dateTime=="10/11/18(Thu)18:00:47")

who got to be her anon that night?"

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33037407 && dateTime=="10/11/18(Thu)18:20:04")

>With a flick of magic, Rarity's blanket returns to its neatly folded and arranged state back on its usual place.
>The mare feels inspired to share with you an amazing story of her peculiar encounter, but you see how jumpy she is still. Rarity is certainly shaken, but tries to hide it for your sake.
>Of course, she invites you to a cup of tea in the meantime. Leaving her room behind, you both sit in the main hall, mannequins keeping you good company.
>You've made yourself quite comfy while you're drinking. Rarity's tea is nothing like what you usually make yourself. And it was her that even made you like home-brewed Equestrian tea in the first place.
>Seems like you still have a long way to go before mastering the art this pony has bestowed upon you once.
>While the genius detective goes on about that one trick of magical detection she used to alert herself of anyone's presence in the story at night, you try to pick up on her mood.
>She doesn't sound like she's immediately hostile to the whole situation, more like curious, but mostly confused.
>When she gets to describing the criminal, you see it clearly. Especially after telling her for the third time that you believe her and don't consider her crazy.
>"But they looked like me! Completely perplexing," Rarity shakes her head, as if to chase away the vision of her own clone. "I know it sounds crazy..."
"It doesn't, don't worry about it," you reassure her yet again. "I'm certain it can be explained. Think about it, what's the most plausible explanation?"
>"That it's... It's somepony who is out to frame me!"
>Rarity's panicking gaze crosses yours and she finds confirmation of the dreadfulness of such a possibility in you - the fact is, to your own surprise, you haven't thought about it this way.
>You, naturally, have an explanation. But you never really bothered explaining it like someone without your knowledge would.
>Now the pieces fall into place."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33037411 && dateTime=="10/11/18(Thu)18:21:06")

>"Maybe a sort of a secret admirer turned creepy stalker? A jealous mare out to ruin me? Or a-"
"Rarity, calm down. No one else saw her, right?"
>"Why, of course not. At least I would hope so."
"Regardless of who it is, what are you going to do now?"
>The mare is even more dazed now, torn between options she has. Her heart is telling her to do the right thing and report the ugly truth, but the cost of it could be almost too devastating, if things go wrong and misunderstandings arise.
>"I honestly don't know, on one hoof I have to tell somepony, at least Twilight... But on the other, if I do, it could put my investigation at risk. But then again, I know who to hunt, but if others won't, they would easily mistake the criminal for me. And if I tell them the truth, it could even turn the other way around, putting me in danger if the circumstances are all wrong. Oh, this is terrible no matter how I look at it, Anon!"
>Her pleading expression makes your blood run cold. Immediately you feel so bad for her you think about just telling her the truth and helping her deal with it.
>If only it was that easy.
>"Anon, how would you deal with it?"
>And so, here you are. Given the responsibility for this pony's fate. Something you wish you could solve right here and right now.
"I... It's a tough one, Rarity. I feel like we shouldn't make this public just yet. Only you and I are aware of this."
>"That is true. But I can't really hide it if these crimes are going to continue."
"Here's hoping that they aren't going to."
>This you can actually try to affect. At least this is on you one hundred percent.
"I'd say we keep it a secret for now, but be on guard. I take it that other pony had seen you too?"
>"Yes, they were just as shocked."
"This might mean that they weren't expecting to be found out. It could be our advantage. We know what to look for now and they will be more careful, maybe even scared.""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33037416 && dateTime=="10/11/18(Thu)18:22:29")

>"I guess you're right," Rarity nods. "I could set up a sort of a trap next time, or just come up with another plan."
"You can work at your own pace in this case. Remember how in Delving Down the Deep Divide it was the created rush that led to Shadow Spade missing the stains on the blanket?"
>That expertly done reference makes Rarity's eyes sparkle with life.
>"My, of course! I must carefully analyze what I already know and figure out how to best prepare for our next encounter."
"They will no doubt be preparing as well, so you need all the time you can get."
>"A little help wouldn't be bad though..."
"You can get some without exposing the identity of the criminal. Just say that you couldn't identify them."
>"I guess it could work."
>You sip your tea and think that now when Rarity's worries have been somewhat lifted by even this modest amounts of certainty, it's time you bring up the main question.
"Though I'm still curious, Rarity."
>"About what?"
"If that pony really is someone like you..."
>"What do you mean?"
"What if, let's say, her appearance is copying yours to a tee."
>"Well, that'd be horrible."
>Good start, Anonymous.
"If, say, she was so close it was like she is like a clone of yours."
>"A clone? Like... Like that mirror pond magic thing?"
"Mirror pond?"
>"Oh, it was sealed way before you got here, I forgot. So you're saying it's possible that it's just... Another me?"
"I'm not saying that it's possible, but 'what if' it was really the case?"
>"Again, it would be just horrible. It's by all means not like me in the slightest, I wouldn't steal books, or anything."
"Alright, what if she's identical in terms of looks but different in terms of personality?"
>This one gets Rarity thinking.
"Like completely polar opposite."
>The mare takes her own sip and hums in deep thought. You continue to nudge her towards your goal:
"If that was true, what would you do if you captured her?"
>"Me? I don't think it would be up to me to deal with somepony like her.""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33037419 && dateTime=="10/11/18(Thu)18:23:58")

"I guess."
>"The idea of her tarnishing my reputation is quite horrible though."
>You stand up and walk to the window in hopes of clearing your head just a little bit. A little accessory you find there is enough to distract you just for a second. To get a clean perspective.
"What do you think Twilight would do?" you ask Rarity from there.
>"Oh, I'm sure she'd find a good solution to this problem."
"Would she try to redeem her somehow?"
>"Maybe. You would be better off asking her about it. After we make this situation known, of course."
>You smile bitterly but you can't disagree with her. Twilight doesn't have to know yet. And that means you can't have your answer just yet.
>But at the same time prolonging it isn't good for your cause in general. You need Twilight's approval before getting the clones in here, even if Twilight is the only pony who would ever know about them.
>At least she could direct them somewhere, give them shelter. Give them hope.
>Greedity isn't making things better here, that's for sure. Rarity's impression is already basically ruined. If Twilight learns that these clones are up to now good, your whole plan is going down in flames and you're back to square one.
>No matter how careful you might be, just one of those clones you care after is enough to destroy any chances of you helping all of them.
>You turn towards Rarity to stop overthinking the consequences and finally return to the situation at hand.
"Rarity, just don't be hasty, alright?"
>"Of course, Anonymous. I'm just still appalled by the sheer weirdness of this mystery mare. It's a bit too much on the creepy side. A mad fan, or a relentless envier... Never thought something like that would happen to me."
>Rarity's gaze slides down from your eyes to your hands.
>"Oh, fancy this little mane pin?"
>This makes you actually take note of what exactly you've been spinning in your hands to collect your thoughts this entire time."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33037425 && dateTime=="10/11/18(Thu)18:25:00")

>It's a little thing that's shaped like a leaf. It's shiny gold, reminiscent of the season you're entering now. Feels like it's wooden but the texture of its finish isn't just paint, it gives off a metallic feel.
"It looks nice, I guess."
>"You can have it if you want, it's all the craze right now."
>Rarity smiles impishly and finishes her tea.
>"Of course, that means it's already out of fashion for me."
>You own smile isn't all that mischievous, but you manage to smirk at that nonetheless.
>Not everything about this is lost yet. You'll find a way out of this, even with time now being limited.

>Your business with Rarity was done; you decided on waiting for now, preparing for possible action.
>The best course of action for you would be to convince Greedity to stop her nightly book store raids, so this whole business is forgotten as soon as possible.
>Playing detective is fun, but not that fun.
>Maybe the relocation of the mean clones won't even involve anyone but Twilight, so this would honestly benefit everyone.
>But when you finally make your way to the camp, you are reminded once again that nothing is ever easy in this life.
>At least when it comes to these clones.
>Rarity intercepts you as soon as you step into the camp.
>You kinda wanted to see her anyway, but the curious thing is, she is walking out of Meanlight's tent.
>It's rare to see anyone having business with the boss pony, so this alone is enough to make you feel cautious.
>Of course, to appease the greedy mare, you turn to your bag. The golden leaf mane pin would look real fine on Rarity, so there's no doubt in your mind that Greedity can use it with the same effect.
>However, the mare only has one thing to say about it:
"Alright, fine. I have-"
>"Give me that potion."
>It takes you a few seconds to remember what she's even talking about. You're disappointed that Greedity is still not over it."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33037430 && dateTime=="10/11/18(Thu)18:26:13")

>Such persistence just makes her look like a spoiled child. Which, to be fair, is fitting.
"No, Rarity, I already said, it's off the trade now."
>"Because of economics?"
>That's strangely specific of her to remember it. But you nod to her anyway.
"Yep, exactly."
>"Well, you're not fooling me this time. There's no such thing in economics! Every good is up for trade if the trade is equal."
>Greedity runs back inside Meanlight's tent, leaving the extremely confused (and a bit scared) you behind.
>A little "Hey!" is heard from the inside, courtesy of Twilight, and then Rarity jumps out with a book in her magic hold.
>The book she presents to you as a proof states on its cover: "The Basics of Economics and Exchange: a Guide For Risky Foals".
>Under the title there's a picture of a bee (or, should you say, 'The B.E.E.', as the first letters of the title are colored differently than the others) making a trail of bits behind it as it flies from one side of the book to another.
"What the hell..."
>"It says right here there is no such thing as a limit of trading for any item. So I want to trade this brooch for that potion."
>Greedity looks really determined and she won't back down. She now knows she has a right to do so.
>They grow up so fast, huh. You couldn't expect to fool her forever.
>Begrudgingly, you give her the vial after some search in your bag, and receive your golden leaf back. So much for prettifying your little pet.
>The greedy mare nods and silently retreats to her tent victorious.
>As she does that, another mare joins you on the scene.
>"Of course she takes the book with her... Anon?"
>Meanlight is here, motioning you to come join her in her tent after she notices that Rarity is gone and you are still here.
>"You're really late today," she starts straight to the point.
"Yeah, well, I wouldn't be if not for Rarity's shenanigans in Ponyville again."
>"Oh, she really managed to meet the real Rarity?"
"Rarity said so. The real one.""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33037435 && dateTime=="10/11/18(Thu)18:27:23")

>"I see. I thought she was lying. Then she brought me that book to read and wouldn't leave until I did so."
"Oh, so it was you, I almost thought she's learned to read or something..."
>"I didn't exactly want to do it, but she was too persistent. Looks like it's really important to her."
"I guess."
>It's somehow pleasant to think that she takes you this seriously, like a top priority in her life.
>At the same time, it's very alarming, considering the length she's willing to go for that with no moral compass to contain her.
"Twilight, this has got to stop."
>"What does? Rarity's expedition?"
"Yeah, the ponies are starting to suspect something."
>Twilight is wearing a devilish smile when you face each other.
>"I said, good. Rarity has just proven to me that my plan is going to work."
"Your plan?"
>"Yes, Anonymous. My plan. Do you want to hear what it is?"
>You suddenly feel a lump in your throat. You weren't expecting Twilight to actually come up with something.
>This is getting out of your control too fast and you don't like it, not one bit.
>"It came to me recently, and I've got you to thank for it."
>"Indeed. You are one handy assistant, you know that?"
>The smile of Meanlight turns into a genuinely warm one and you kinda feel flattered.
>"You were really thinking ahead, Anon. I can see that now."
"I don't think I really understand, sorry."
>Twilight isn't blaming you for being that dumb. She just lifts a book with her magic.
>It's the Friendship Journal, that copy you've brought here all this time ago.
>"It was at my side all along. The key to understanding how exactly we can defeat Twilight Sparkle."
>Gears start to turn inside your head and you think you're getting an idea what exactly is she talking about."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33037439 && dateTime=="10/11/18(Thu)18:28:24")

>"All this time I thought that our appearance is a hindrance, our main weakness. But I think it might actually be our best bet to get things going. And Rarity has proven that it can definitely work. Tell me, what was Rarity's reaction to this? The real Rarity, I mean."
"Well, it was... It's complicated."
>Of course you don't want to disclose the whole thing, now that you get Meanlight's intentions.
>"Was she afraid that she'll be exposed as a thief? Was she taken aback by this? Is her reputation under question and fear is gripping her with uncertainty?"
>Meanlight touches her chin with her wing and lets out a laugh. Your reaction is probably good enough for her to confirm that she's right.
>The other wing joins the first one under the mare's muzzle and she rubs the feathers together, plotting menacingly. Her laugh gets a bit darker too.
>"It's just be beginning. With a little bit of scouting, spying and preparation, and with the help of my underlings, I can make life in Ponyville so chaotic, those idiotic friends of the friendship princes will be afraid to leave their houses. And then, Twilight will be an easy prey for me. Without backup she doesn't amount to much, after all."
"Twilight, I don't think-"
>"Of course, I won't forget about you, Anon. You'll have your own role in this. And after this is done, I'll make sure you're rewarded generously."
>Meanlight moves towards you and only stops when she's so close you can feel the heat of her body next to yours.
>"Continue to serve me well, and you'll have anything you want once I get that throne."
>With the self-proclaimed monarch of Equestria peering deep into your eyes with a smug smile, you realize fully how deep in this you might actually be right now.
>And you almost open your mouth to agree with Meanlight, pressured by the sheer confidence she's suddenly radiating. You almost pledge your life to the cause she has finally formed properly. You almost promise to carry out to her plan.

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33037446 && dateTime=="10/11/18(Thu)18:30:00")

That's it for today, I hope you enjoyed it. Thank you for you patience as usual, and I hope to see you soon, probably on the weekend."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33037480 && dateTime=="10/11/18(Thu)18:44:57")

>If Twilight learns that these clones are up to now good
no good*

>The other wing joins the first one under the mare's muzzle and she rubs the feathers together, plotting menacingly. Her laugh gets a bit darker too.
Aw, she is such a cutie pie.

Thanks a lot Anon, it's always a pleasure to read your story!
I wonder what will happen. Is Anon going to join the mean 6 or will he be successfull in reforming the mean 6?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33037862 && dateTime=="10/11/18(Thu)20:32:45")

Nice, Anon is walking a thin line right now."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33038554 && dateTime=="10/11/18(Thu)23:46:15")

Greedity is adorably clever"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33038901 && dateTime=="10/12/18(Fri)01:42:37")

"i fucking deeper";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33039456 && dateTime=="10/12/18(Fri)07:16:48")

aw crap its time to make a terrible choice anon..."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33040719 && dateTime=="10/12/18(Fri)15:05:16")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33041183 && dateTime=="10/12/18(Fri)17:24:10")

>terrible choice
It's an easy choice. Swear loyalty to Meanlight. Fuck the ponies."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33041943 && dateTime=="10/12/18(Fri)21:25:17")

>Fuck the ponies
That's the plan."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33042169 && dateTime=="10/12/18(Fri)22:35:09")

i can imagine meanlight winning, offering anon his reward.
refusing the reward, bringing her to twilights room and consummating the victory."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33043632 && dateTime=="10/13/18(Sat)08:17:23")

>implying the reward wouldn't be exactly that right from the start
Anon needs to know how to bargain for the good stuff."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33044342 && dateTime=="10/13/18(Sat)11:52:14")

"I'm still hoping that Anon redeems them. They need a good life.";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33045278 && dateTime=="10/13/18(Sat)14:34:41")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33045765 && dateTime=="10/13/18(Sat)16:20:14")

Indeed. They're too adorable to lose.
Plus, the story's title still hasn't been achieved. They are not yet de-meaned!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33046213 && dateTime=="10/13/18(Sat)18:18:17")

I wonder how they'll be if they get redeemed. Do they still have their quirks? Their sarcasm? Their mischievous nature?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33047200 && dateTime=="10/13/18(Sat)22:37:36")

I hope so. I think they're different enough from Mane6, redeeming them probably wouldn't result in them becoming just like their originals."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33047215 && dateTime=="10/13/18(Sat)22:43:15")

They shouldn't. The clone six have a vastly different history and life experiences than the mane six. They never had a childhood, they never grew up, or lived in a town, or even had parents to love and care for them. They were thought of as failed experiment in the eyes of a selfish queen who treated them poorly threw them away when they rebelled against her. The way they act and feel can never be the same way the mane six act and feel."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33047227 && dateTime=="10/13/18(Sat)22:46:58")

Yup, that's true. I believe that even if the mean 6 get discorded, some of them would be close to the mane 6 but not the same way."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33048296 && dateTime=="10/14/18(Sun)05:26:49" && image=="1494412414584.png")

>discorded mean6
That's kinda fucked up, I never even thought about it. They'd probably end up being a caricatures of the Mane6 ponies in the worst way. Like Dash wouldn't leave you alone, or Applejack would correct any inaccuracy she hears. Or Rarity that would resent owning anything, "sharing" everything she has (shoving into your face things you don't want) and living in shitty life conditions."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33049538 && dateTime=="10/14/18(Sun)13:10:38")

Oh man, the concept is doing my head it."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33050551 && dateTime=="10/14/18(Sun)17:43:47")

"sticc needs dicc";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33050965 && dateTime=="10/14/18(Sun)19:33:37")

Anon, I would really like to read more of this. Please tell me there's gonna be more."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33051686 && dateTime=="10/14/18(Sun)22:57:06" && image=="1855003.png")

"I'd like to hang out and be bored with them.";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33052202 && dateTime=="10/15/18(Mon)01:32:30")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33052395 && dateTime=="10/15/18(Mon)02:37:43")

Sounds pretty comfy, I'd love that too."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33053227 && dateTime=="10/15/18(Mon)10:08:32")

I don't know, that sounds pretty boring, Anon."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33053408 && dateTime=="10/15/18(Mon)11:34:48")

>discorded rainbow becomes obsessed for whoever becomes her friend, believing that they will leave her for someone better
>discorded rarity gives anything given to her to others, even herself if necessary...
>discorded pinkie just won’t stop laughing. why can’t she stop laughing?
>discorded applejack is not only absolute incapable of lying, but she can sniff out the smallest false detail in anything
>discorded twilight has to befriend everyone at any cost, its her duty as element and princess of friendship
>discorded fluttershy is kind to fault, completely incapable of seeing bad in anyone and anything they do."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33053421 && dateTime=="10/15/18(Mon)11:40:13")

It's like twisting a twisted character the other way but twisting it too much that it becomes the other extreme instead."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33053546 && dateTime=="10/15/18(Mon)12:36:38" && image=="1503307695739.png")

>Discorded M.Rainbow is obsessed with you, cares only about you and everything in her life revolves around you, at the same time she's really afraid of separation; everything is about you and rarely about her.
>Genuinely happy to know that you want her, can spend all day being fucked by you, since that way you're happy with her and also the closest you could ever get to her, literally.
>Discorded M.Rarity leads a truly ascetic life, shares anything she has with you and is always happy to help with anything.
>Genuinely happy to give you her body, it's the only thing she truly owns and giving it to someone like you is the proof of her blissful life, especially when this gift is treasured and indulged in with such passion.
>Discorded M.Pinkie is full on ADHD and can't stop having fun no matter what.
>Probably even more happy when you fuck her, hard to tell since she's always happy. You can't even hold her long enough, as soon as she orgasms she just hops away to find a new activity.
>Discorded M.Applejack only tells truth, only likes truth and only respects truth. God forbid you tell her a lie.
>Genuinely happy to learn that you honestly find her really hot and honestly want to fuck her and honestly think she feels amazing. That's the honest attitude she can respect.
>Discorded M.Twilight is just obsessed with friendship and being a good friend, she has to be the perfect friend for you and she tries way too hard.
>Genuinely happy when you praise her friendliness when you plow her. Good friends do that, you mentioned, so she's happy to do it with you.
>Discorded M.Fluttershy is saccharine kindness incarnate, enabler of the worst kind and always up for another round of praising you.
>Genuinely happy to hop on your dick the moment you say you want it and would never say no to anything you do or make her do.
You can only choose one"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33053575 && dateTime=="10/15/18(Mon)12:46:27")

>You can only choose one

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33053660 && dateTime=="10/15/18(Mon)13:13:41" && image=="AAFE0AD7-85AD-43EA-AF79-3935F07391BF.jpg")

at that point the only safe choices are rainbow and applejack since the rest would just as easily move on to the next guy. Generosity, kindness, friendship, and laughter are not applicable to a single person. Plus imagine how easy it would be for someone to abuse or take advantage of them..."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33054174 && dateTime=="10/15/18(Mon)15:49:32")

"nice thread";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33054180 && dateTime=="10/15/18(Mon)15:50:09")

I want to lovingly hold Discorded M. Rainbow as I plow into her, whispering into her ear how I'll never leave her"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33054765 && dateTime=="10/15/18(Mon)18:49:53")

You just have to protect them even more than usual so they won't be exploited by anyone."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33054915 && dateTime=="10/15/18(Mon)19:42:58")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33054959 && dateTime=="10/15/18(Mon)19:56:55" && image=="1756838__safe_artist-colon-badumsquish_derpibooru+exclusive_mean+rainbow+dash_rainbow+dash_the+mean+6_spoiler-colon-s08e13_clone_content_cute_dashabete.png")

"Love mean ponies";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33055088 && dateTime=="10/15/18(Mon)20:39:18")

Rarity is waifu for laifu, but goddam, that Dash version."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33056004 && dateTime=="10/16/18(Tue)02:39:26")

That's really adorable."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33056531 && dateTime=="10/16/18(Tue)08:39:12")

They deserve love."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33056654 && dateTime=="10/16/18(Tue)09:52:47")

They didn't deserve their fate."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33057786 && dateTime=="10/16/18(Tue)17:11:35")

>But you tell her nothing.
>Partly because you're just paralyzed by the sudden change of affairs. You weren't prepared for it at all.
>It's not like you were expecting the status quo to last forever, but things are slipping out of your control too fast for you to follow consciously.
>You need time to think, to come up with something, and now time is something you absolutely don't seem to have.
>What's even more discouraging, is that Meanlight probably won't accept any objections to her plan. She thinks she's so smart and you figure that she's just going to see your suggestions as you challenging her.
>Your own understanding of what's good for them is just different from hers.
>But then, at your most desperate moment, Meanlight just nods to you, smiling smugly, and turns around, satisfied.
>A realization dawn upon you: she never needed an answer from you in the first place.
>"I see you're quite impressed, as you should be."
>Your apprehension was interpreted differently by the arrogant mare, by the looks of it.
"Yeah, that's kinda big, Twilight," you barely manage to force yourself to reply.
>"I know. And I don't expect it to be easy. My main weaknesses right now is lack of information and experience and I need to eliminate these as soon as possible."
"Don't you think that there's a whole lot of other problems with that plan? Maybe?"
>You say it in such a weak voice that it's almost like you actually are just an underling serving a cruel villain, scared to say something that doesn't align with your master's wishes.
>"You mean other than these ponies around here probably won't hear any of it? I know I can count on you, but they are the weakest link here."
"Are you sure I can help that much?"
>"Of course. You're basically our only source of information from the other side. It will be crucial that you report on the results of my efforts, so I can make further plans."
"I see. That's why I'm worried.""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33057798 && dateTime=="10/16/18(Tue)17:15:09")

>"Why is that?"
"I mean, i-if I'm found out, this thing might as well be over."
>Meanlight frowns, but it's more of a confused frown than a menacing one.
>"Then make sure you aren't found out. I'm not stupid, Anonymous, I wouldn't make you attack them in plain sight or anything. Not yet, at least."
>Not yet, thanks for that.
>"But that doesn't mean you don't have to act smart as well. I kind of expect you to hold your own out there and make sure you're not caught. You can do that, right? You're smart enough to be my assistant, after all."
>Even such a weird compliment does get to you a bit.
"I know. But what about the actual plan, what if ponies catch on?"
>"Then you should be the first to know and tell me that."
"If they let me know, that is."
>Twilight stomps the ground impatiently.
>"Then make sure they do! Are you not listening to me here? You know what I want you to do, don't make me go through all of it."
"Alight, alright. Just wanting to check if you've thought of everything."
>"I always do."
"Because it has to be perfect. One little tracking spell, one simple mistake can lead Twilight and her gang to this camp without you even realizing it."
>"I know that," Meanlight loses her smugness a bit as you describe the risks. "But I'll think it through, I have to. I am willing to bet everything on it. If this fails, there wasn't any hope for us anyway."
"But there always is. It just might not involve a hostile takeover. I am absolutely sure there is a place for you in this world that-"
>Meanlight's piercing glare interrupts you right away. You swallow your words as cold runs down your spine when she talks:
>"You either help with the plan or don't get in its way. If you wish to sabotage the whole thing by clowning around, just leave now."
>She's staring so intensely you can't help but look away."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33057806 && dateTime=="10/16/18(Tue)17:17:50")

>"If you really want to help us, then help me. Help me overtake Ponyville and then the whole Equestria. It's the only way I - we - can be happy."
>That's not right, you can feel it. But you don't have anything to suggest. You don't know how to completely avert crisis in this situation.
>Being caught in the middle of this now just leaves you no place to maneuver, and Meanlight probably realizes it.
>But she isn't asking for an answer, even this time. She is sure that you'll help, in her eyes you probably just need a bit of a push, a confidence boost.
>She knows you won't outright say 'no' to her. And, well, she's right. She knows you care enough to not walk away.
>Meanwhile, the mare eases up and says in a more cheerful manner:
>"That's all in the works anyway. I'll keep fleshing it out, so you'll have all the time you need to get ready while I prepare our actors to fit their roles."
"Right. That might be a bit difficult."
>"I'll just have to find ways to get them off their flanks and start caring. But for now, maybe you could continue reading our book? I could use a little rest after brainstorming this plan the whole day."
>With relief you smile at her:
>Finally, the painful torture of being pressured into deciding something important is over and you can get back to just hanging out with Meanlight like you always do.
>It feels good to do something this familiar.
>You're surprised to see that you're getting near the end of the book already. You bet you're going to finish it in a day or two.
"We sure have come a long way," you point that out to Twilight.
>She nods in agreement, getting set at the table.
>Seems like it was so long ago, getting this book to read. Those were brighter and warmer days.
>Before you can start reading, Twilight yawns and stretches her legs with a satisfied expression on her face.
>When she notices you staring, she giggles:
>"I guess I could use some rest, huh?"
"I think you could.""

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33057815 && dateTime=="10/16/18(Tue)17:19:13")

>With a sigh she rises up, bouncing on her legs to stretch them some more, then makes her way to the bed you're sitting on.
>What little space there's left on the bed she occupies immediately after jumping up on it. Meanlight tries to get comfy there without disturbing you, but you just move to the edge a little bit more and then the pony finally finds a good position.
>Legs outstretched behind you, she's on her side, laying her head on the pillow and listening to you.
>You can feel the warmth of her body behind you: her belly is next to your side and her legs are right at your back.
>When you start reading she honestly looks like she's going to fall asleep. Maybe she was up all night reading the Journal.
>It's also possible that Greedity woke her up early to read that economics book. Or even in the middle of the night.
>But right now, as you read about managing gifts to avoid confusion and misunderstandings when dealing with a large group of friends who all swap gifts during holidays (probably a nice skill to have?), Meanlight is barely even listening.
>You sometimes steal glances at her and the bliss of sleep is ready to overtake her at any moment.
>What pushes it over the line is the rain starting outside and assaulting the tent with a barrage of comfy drips.
>Little dots of raindrops fill the space inside the tent with a sound of an old vinyl.
>"Oh no, not again," the mare lazily utters, but she's too cozy to really get into a grumpy mood.
"I guess I'm stuck here reading this now."
>You smirk and Meanlight also makes an effort to put a smile on her face.
>But the sound of rain is rather nice as you initially thought. You too start feeling sleepy after a while.
>The rain isn't that savage and reading a nice simple topic of friendship makes it all the better.
>Of course, if it has that effect on you, the pony at your side surely can't withstand its soothing vibe.
>Indeed, you soon hear soft snoring coming from Meanlight."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33057822 && dateTime=="10/16/18(Tue)17:21:13")

>You decide to put the book down for now. There's no reason to waste your breath, knowing that you're probably going to spend some time here anyway.
>Carefully and slowly, you find the blanket that's been lazily thrown at the other side of the bed by the false alicorn in the morning, and you put it where it belongs.
>Attempts at tucking her in seem a bit dangerous, but as soon as you cover up the mare's body, she puts her hoof on the blanket, trying to get herself warmer through her slumber.
>The devious usurper is now sleeping soundly like an angel, a tiny smile gracing her half-opened muzzle.
>Revolutionary mare Meanlight is nothing more than a cute little pony, after all. Sometimes you forget that she can be adorable just like any other pony.
>And now you yourself have nothing to do. Just listening to the sounds of rain is enough for you to stop thinking about anything in particular.
>You're good with just sitting here watching Meanlight sleep. However, at some point your brain switches itself back on.
>You haven't heard a single thing from the outside yet, meaning that all the ponies of the mean camp are waiting out the rain in their tents.
>They're probably extremely bored right now, but you don't have to be. Actually, you can find something productive to do here.
>The Friendship Journal is lying right here on the far side of the table.
>It's possible that you can find some insight on Meanlight's plan here. To understand the way she thinks this can work and compare it with your own judgement of those ponies she plans to confuse.
>Strange to think about it now, but you've never touched this Journal. Or even asked about the past of the ponies who wrote it. You were never that interested.
>Twilight and her friends were good to you and you are aware of their importance, but you never actually learned about their story, even simple things, like how they met. Thinking about it now, you come to just one conclusion."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33057825 && dateTime=="10/16/18(Tue)17:22:20")

>They never told you and you were too busy caring about yourself to care about asking them.
>It was a different time, granted. It's not something you enjoy remembering in any case. Now that Twilight's friends are in danger and you're part of the plan, it's probably the best time to learn what you can.
>Ignorance has never helped anyone, as Meanlight once said. Or something like that.
>And as your magical adventure through the pages of the Journal goes along, you realize something.
>Meanlight's greatest weapon can be yours as well.
>Twilight and her friends went through all kind of different predicaments, often being challenged to the very foundation of their personality.
>But they persevered to the end. They held their values true. They remembered what's important to them. Even if they were being misled, tricked, confused, wrapped up in a dangerous or shady business.
>They had each rediscovered their core in the end.
>What if these clones are also just lost? You have been saying this to yourself, that they can be swayed, redeemed. That they just don't know any better.
>But what they need is motivation. Just like Meanlight needs to motivate them to act upon their nature for her plan - or to act at all - you probably need to cultivate their character as well.
>Greedity, for example, has shown amazing progress. Not because she had to learn to out-smart you, but because she actually cares now. Her mind, previously clouded by her mania, now shines with clarity.
>She cares enough to forgo her obsession for your sake.
>If that deranged mare can be trained, so can others.
>The more you read, the more you are drawn to that conclusion. So maybe you should develop your own plan.
>It might not align with Meanlight's, but it's something only you can do. Even you can't avoid responsibility forever, after all.
>If there is a chance you can de-mean these ponies, it's probably worth taking right now, before Meanlight has roped them into destroying Ponyville's quiet life."

if(De-Meaning the Six && title=="" && postNumber==33057842 && dateTime=="10/16/18(Tue)17:26:33" && image=="1497591570393.gif")

That's it for today, I hope you enjoyed it. Work has been hell these days but I think I can spend more time writing until the weekend. So thank you for your patience as always, and I'll see you again soon. The next update probably will be in the next thread and I can't believe we've come this far. Thank you so much for your support, anons."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33057937 && dateTime=="10/16/18(Tue)17:52:31")

Anon is finally going to do something to help them and possibly save them from destruction. I really am hoping for the best. Thank you again for sticking with us and bringing us this story."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33058075 && dateTime=="10/16/18(Tue)18:29:03" && image=="1522694060382.png")

About time this boy get a hold of himself and get ready to declare war to save those poor lost souls."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33058440 && dateTime=="10/16/18(Tue)20:33:41")

>you can de-mean these ponies

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33060045 && dateTime=="10/17/18(Wed)02:32:10" && image=="1521289543532.png")

"Made a bin with the threesome shorts from the last thread for posterity's sake:
Ideally I want to complete it by making a story for each mare if I have the time (right now there's one only for Fluttershy and Pinkie), starting with Rainbow next time."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33060809 && dateTime=="10/17/18(Wed)10:19:02")

>Revolutionary mare twilight
Aw I like this"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33060856 && dateTime=="10/17/18(Wed)10:42:57")

There is a great need in my pants."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33061341 && dateTime=="10/17/18(Wed)13:46:23")

It is a cute nickname. Twilight Stalin Sparkle."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33061560 && dateTime=="10/17/18(Wed)15:05:25")


That's a mean stick."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33062129 && dateTime=="10/17/18(Wed)17:41:49")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33062775 && dateTime=="10/17/18(Wed)21:30:28")

"Good bye thread";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33062781 && dateTime=="10/17/18(Wed)21:31:30")

"Next Thread