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[TITLE REDACTED]  PretendWritefag Thu Jan 30 01:03:20 2014 No.15992173

Quoted by: >>15992261 >>15994399

 

>it's 4 am

>sitting at home

>you should be in bed for work tomorrow, but you don't have to work until 3 anyway

>browsing /mlp/

>fucking faggots everywhere

>hugbox here, drawthread there

>what what's this?

>Story Time?

>option one, go to Equestria, yadda yadda yadda...

>no sex?

>fuck that

>little anon needs his love

>option two

>your favorite pony will be sent to you

>other details

>blah blah blah

>of course option two is the way to go

>...

>why does it feel like someone is standing right behind you?

>"Option Two, correct?"

>like Flash Gordon, you're up and facing the person behind you

>you're heart has already run the Indiana 500 4 times

>who the hell is this queer?

>he's huge, gotta be 500 pounds or more, and the fact that he fits in your room is a miracle

>his beard is longer than Odin's and he can barely breathe without wheezing

>all you can smell suddenly is cum and cheetos

>not a good combo

>he throws down a huge cardboard box on your bed and throws down some naruto-ass smokescreen

>gone with the blink of an eye

>wtf.jpg

>you stare at the box hard

>don't do it, Anon

>if you open that box, you'll be dooming yourself

>you think about it

>well, first you put skype in away because that shit is annoying as hell

>the box is freezing cold, like it'd be let out in the snow overnight

>that isn't a good sign

>you tear open the box using all your lack of might, then drop your tool directly afterwards, jaw agape in shock

>no fucking way

>it can't be

>that thread wasn't bullshit after all?

"Holy shit... Oh my god..."

>right there, lying in the mess of cardboard shreds and packing peanuts, was a pony you thought you'd never see with your own eyes

>King Sombra

 

Alright, /mlp/ here's yet another story to feast your eyes on. What the fuck should we do?

 

Anonymous Thu Jan 30 03:32:41 2014 No.15994399

Quoted by: >>15994409 >>15994440

 

>>15992261

 

>>15992173

>you look him over anxiously

>he's got a black eye (hard to tell through the dark fur), a broken jaw, and just about everything else on his body swollen

>OP sure did a bang-up job this time

>considering your options, you go back to the thread and actually read the rules

>can't be seen by anyone, will fall in love with you

>that's about all you get out of it

>you figure you better wake him up and explain something to him

>he's the fucking crystal king, could you imagine how fast he would scorch you?

"Oh boy..."

>you shake you head, thinking of how you should wake him

>well you do have those leftover christmas candles

>those would remind him of the Crystal Empire

>...right?

>your room is a small 8x8, with little room to pace

>you decide it'd be better to step outside and let the brisk air settle your mind

>you pace, back and forth, thinking to yourself

"How exactly do you wake up a near-death pony? Should you wake up a near-death pony?"

>you check your phone for time

>it's four fuckin thirty

>geez, Anon, you gotta go to work tomorrow still

>without thinking, you step back inside, not even feeling your body shiver

>you stare at the unmoving mass in your bed as you re-enter your room

>that's it

>time to get serious

>doing your best impression of Jackie Chan, you throw your hardest kick right to his ribs

>he's up instantly

1/2

 

>> Anonymous Thu Jan 30 03:33:55 2014 No.15994409

Quoted by: >>15994440 >>15994858 >>15997794

 

>>15994399

 

>he roars louder than anything you've ever heard in your short life

>you're hiding at the foot of your bed, currently considering your options for escape

>that is until you feel an aura lift you

>your body turns and suddenly you're facing the tyrant king that enslaved ponies in a show you once thought was just something to point fingers at and joke about

>he's definitely hurt

>you can see him squinting, trying to focus on what's just in front of him

>with one eye

>he's growling, but his mouth makes no movements whatsoever

>the smallest twitch it does make causes him to cringe with intense pain

"Before you do anything rash--"

>"Raawwwrggh..."

>ok so now you wonder if he can even talk

>wouldn't that be fun?

"--Let me help you. You're badly hurt."

>he's eyeing you carefully

>again, with that single eye

>he sets you down carefully, but you wobble in place, not expecting the magic to let you go so slowly

>"Slaaaave...?"

"I can be...?"

>he lets out a small huff

"We'll talk about it later. First, let's address all the damage."

>you run upstairs, grabbing the first aid kit and an ice pack or three

>before returning downstairs, you suddenly realize you have no fucking clue how to help his injuries

"I'll just take him to a vet."

>no you dumbshit

>remember the rules

>if anyone else finds out about him, that's it

>there will be no more Sombra

>you just gotta think logically

>ice lowers swelling

>for a black eye, he needs a steak, right?

>but how are you supposed to fix up a broken jaw?

>you flip out your phone quickly and read the first link

>it suggests a cast

>well that's going to require a trip to the store and the rest of what you had planned to save this week

>the consequences of 4chan

2/2

How should we approach this situation guys?

 

[TITLE REDACTED]  PretendWritefag Thu Jan 30 12:16:52 2014 No.15997794

Quoted by: >>15997906

 

>>15994409

>you realize a cast for the jaw is pretty stupid

>a broken jaw can heal itself, mother always said

>then again, she died from an infection to her toe

>......

>you sure have one roller coaster life

>you run back to your small room with everything you need

>Sombra lies on your bed, silent, staring at you curiously

>you place the first aid kit on your desk and hold out your ice packs

"Listen, I know you're in pain, so your going to need these."

>he lets out a small growl

"One for that eye, and the others you should move around your body. You're swollen all over."

>the Crystal king takes all three ice packs from you with his magic and quickly begins hitting target areas

>you notice him shiver hard

>right, it is -10° outside

>quietly, you drape a blanket over him

>he really seems to be happy about that

>"Thhhhank you."

"Oh, you're welcome."

>wait a diddly darn minute

>King Sombra just thanked you

>that's fucking surreal

>with forceps and cotton ball in hand, you go in for closer inspection

>you quickly realize he isn't only swollen just about everywhere

>he's marred with cuts all over his face and chest

"This is going to sting a little, but it's going to help all your wounds heal, ok?"

>he tenses up like you had in your younger years

>he knows your helping, but he hates this part

>as gingerly as you can, you touch the cuts, letting the peroxide take affect

>the king is no cry baby though

>he takes it all like a champ

>you grin widely and stroke his side

"You're doing fantastic, Sombra."

>he tenses up

>the ice packs have stopped moving

>shitshitshit

>"Yoooou... know my naaaaame?"

 

Watdo /mlp/?

 

[TITLE REDACTED] PretendWritefag  01/31/14(Fri)14:32 UTC-5 No.16019477Replies: >>16019497

I lied

 

"Y-yeah, of course I do. You are the Crystal King after all!"

>god dammit, Anon

>you're sweating fucking everywhere and it feels like spaghetti is about to leak from your pants

>you see him raise an eyebrow, then simply shrug and get back to work on himself

>what a relief

>"And whooooo might you be? A serval monkey?"

>you can't decide whether to be complimented or offended

"Neither. I'm Anonymous."

>he's staring at you with the most curious eyes, a gaze you never thought you see from the dark lord

>"Anoooonymoussss?"

"Anonymous, yes."

>"What an idiotic naaaaame."

>right in the heart

>you notice his eyes flick upwards, a sudden look of seething rage now across his face

>he seems to have noticed your princess collection, although only three ponies strong

>he lets out a blast of intense heat, scorching your forearms and giving you the worst pain you've ever felt

>you're much to busy now screaming in pain on the ground to notice he just annihalted $20 you didn't have to spare

>you hear the deepest gasp from Sombra

>"Curses, I did not meeeean to..."

>he cuts off

>it's definitely odd to hear sincerity in his voice

>especially about hurting someone

>he lifts you with his magic and sets you next to him

>you're shaking from the pain, unable to even see straight

>what the hell were you thinking, Anon?

>couldn't you have any other pony as a favorite?

>you feel something suddenly enveloping your arms

 

>> PretendWritefag  01/31/14(Fri)14:33 UTC-5 No.16019497

>>16019477

>a cool aura

>your vision seems to clear and the unwarranted tears stop entirely

>you roll your head over to see Sombra working some unicorn magic on the target area

>he's healing you

>you hiccup slightly, emotion filling to the brim

>"Ssssssay nothing, Anonymous. This is merely a kindnessss."

>your lip is quivering, and you feel like a serious faggot right now, but you can't explain how happy you feel about this moment right now, even if there's nothing too special about it

>you try and open your mouth to say something, but Sombra stares holes through you and you heed him

>he lets out a little grunt as he stops healing you

>you look at your arms

>the pain is completely gone and the smoldering skin that was present just moments ago had reverted to normal human skin

>what great power

>the king rolls onto his back and cries out in pain

"Sombra! You shouldn't be moving around like that! Are you ok?"

>with great ferocity, his head whips in your direction

>"Of course I'm not ok! Thissss is the worst state my body's ever been innnn..."