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Welcome to /RP/!

Hello there and welcome to the roleplaying board! Here, there be monsters and heroes, demons and heroines, love, adventure, and, of course, ponies of all manner and kind! But before you sink yourself into the world of imagination, please take the time to read a little bit about how the board works and how to join in on the fun!

Table of Contents!

A few tips on how to get into this community!
A brief list to read and follow.
A little advice on what to do if you're experiencing a problem.
Various resources available to enhance your /RP/ experience.
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40560878 No. 40560878 [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Open #Canon: Donut Bar #Pseudo-canon #Cross-canon #Chill #Lighthearted #Shipping #General #Semi-serious #Crazy #Courtesy/Common Sense/Fun

>If you want to make a Donut Bar thread, seea suggested OP post at

There is a giant kitty on the loose.
It doesn't know mercy.
It doesn't know how to save energy.
It knows no rest.
It doesn't know how to stop.
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40486506 No. 40486506 [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Closed #Canon: An Odd Story/AOS #Adventure #Lighthearted #Violence #Serious #Semi-serious #Normal #Crazy

And so the threat that came to Risar and Seras three years ago returned to, this time, ruin their lives. This was done without them knowing about it until it was too late, as the gang of thugs raided the mansion while they were away and kidnapped Anna, Risar's younger sister. No one knows exactly what they're planning this time, but it could only mean trouble. The same kind of trouble that almost lost an entire city when the two bat ponies faced them those three years ago already mentioned.

I'll make another post letting everyone know what they were doing just in case they forgot.
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>> No. 40558343
"We're not leaving the two leg behind. He's far to valuable to cast aside. But this swamp is just, well, odd. I don't trust it."
He looks up to the spider pony, and nods towards the swamp.
"Where does the trail pick back up? Is it across from here? Or more to the side? If it's to a side, we can skirt this swamp. It's not the fastest path, but at the same time, it's safer. I don't want any of us hurt, or worse, while we're near a hostile force."
>> No. 40558580
Pulling her blade back before sheathing it once again, it seemed the murky water was normal, yet you probably couldn't make out what was living or moving about inside of it. Stretching out both wings with an audible flap, it would appear they were closer to going with a course of action than before, whatever the case she'd fold them up again and await silently for the verdict to be made. Sure there was going to be a lot of traps and/or ambushes but that usually was a given when living at the mansion long enough, well enough to know about these situations.
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The two leg actually tilted his head at the apparent grasshopper's suggestions, but otherwise remained silent.

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40556029 No. 40556029 [View]
#Open #Ask/invite #Canon: Strange Encounters #Adventure #Violence

Link to the ooc page-

Strange noises echoed through the night as monsters and beasts of all shapes and sizes roamed the land, hunting for their next meal. Meanwhile, inside a seemingly-abandoned building, a green unicorn tentatively let her horn glow as she glanced over the old science laboratory, the old tools and machines now covered with cobwebs and dust. She slowly walked over to a bookshelf across the room, and picking up an old book, brushing off he cobwebs and dust with her hoof, she smiled. This contained what she wanted. The key to save Equestria. The unicorn's expression turned from happy to sour as she glanced around. She was expecting some arrivals, but they hadn't shown up yet. "The least they could have done was arrive on time," the unicorn muttered, softly yet reproachfully. "There's only so much time left."
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>> No. 40560433
As Jacob walked on with the group he felt a sense of tranquility in the air, a feeling that he had not experienced in a long time.

"So I wonder what it will be like to talk to someone from the past, I mean it'll feel normal except you know what will eventually happen to them. So I guess it will feel sort of like acting or something."

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>> No. 40560472
Bay nodded. "Perhaps. I don't know anypony in Ponyville though." A look of sadness appeared on her face. "And in the future..." She stopped herself and increased her pace.
>> No. 40560807
"Hmm? Did you know anyone in our time?"

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40556634 No. 40556634 [View]
#Ask/invite #Canon: From the Beginning #Serious

For every story has a beginning.

But knowledge does not spread so fast, and what was written down to be kept forever could be lost or destroyed, leaving the mind to forget it's origin and wander through the world, only able to look at what's close behind it and what could wait up ahead. This was how we were forced to live, having traditions as our only source to vaguely summarize where we came from. This was, until one became determined to find the truth.

For years, this pony has secluded himself to libraries, traveling across Equestria while almost never saying a word to any pony. One who would watch him pass by a town would always remember him for the determination in his eyes and, more-so-than-the-first, the odor that followed him. It was a long time that he spent, trying to find the answers as to how Equestria came to be, and all his years of research has lead him to a frozen wasteland far far away from home.

He fought the bitter cold for over a month. The stallion's food was starting to run out, and no sign of any vegetation would be around; not for miles to come. His faith in finding what he was looking for was beginning to fade, and it seemed like he would have to return to the warmer climates in Equestria. He fell to the snow covered ground, feeling lost and defeated by all the years he spent, only to find that it might have been a mistake after all. But as if the shining grace of Celestia came to show him the way, he would look up, seeing what his heart desired: an old ruined archive, lost to all forms of life until this very day. He rushed inside, seeking refuge from the cold and finding good shelter, something he hasn't been able to enjoy for a while now. Looking around, he saw the vast array of books and scrolls. Many were ruined. He had no idea where to begin. Out of all the books, the one that caught his eye first would be found on a table, set up on a small podium at the other end of what was left of the structure he was in. The stalli
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>> No. 40560417
When he saw the spider reach down for he stopped and swung the sword, injuring one of its legs. Hoping that he had bought himself some time he resumed to cut the web until he was free.
>> No. 40560715
Having it's leg hurt now by the stallion, the spider would instantly back up, hissing in pain. Not liking the idea of fighting for its food unlike with the other helpless ponies, it would run away, back into the forests to flee from the danger.

Erikur was freed from the webs that almost trapped him, but there were still two more spiders seen around the village.
>> No. 40560803
"Okay," he thought, I'll get the remaining two first then the one in that one guy's house second."

He saw another spider and began to charge at it and once he was close enough attempted to leap upon the back of the spider.

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40516954 No. 40516954 [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Ask/invite #Canon: AOS/An Odd Story #Adventure #Chill #Violence #Shipping #Semi-serious #Party!

>Off in the distance you see a timeworn yet magnificent mansion that stands alone towering over the surrounding area. Past that is a lush forest that stretches to the vast mountains beyond. Many sorts are drawn to the curiosity that is the mansion.No one knows where it came from or how long it has been there. For whatever reason you find yourself heading towards it. You may not know what tales you will weave in these winding halls. No one does, but all stories have a beginning and this one starts with a knock.

We have our own Wikia page. Note: pages that are being vandalized WILL be locked, and the vandal will receive an IP ban. Friendly and accurate editing is encouraged however.

Please read the following rules thread before joining. If you do plan on joining, then post info about your character in the rules thread. There is a provided blank sheet in the OP. Thank you:

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>> No. 40559498
>Terran hopped in with her shortly after the doors opened. He turned around quickly afterwards as he looked blankly to Lava.
>He watched as she kept the frame pinned down, rather appaled that she was doing so willingly, despite what just happened.
Are...are you coming?
>The elevator door started to close on them, but out of concern for Lava he stuck his hoof in to stop it from closing. The doors opened back up, but will only do so momentarily as a window of opportunity for her to dash over and get inside if she so pleases.
>> No. 40560617
Deciding to lay down on the painting frame, sprawled out there thinking about a few things. Terran's question perhaps didn't catch her attention, or had she answered by not responding to it really? There was always the window and stairs for getting out of there quickly or by some alternate means. Whatever the case, that pegasus was remaining in place for the time being.
>> No. 40560711
Kinzie would pull Terran in, but not using too much force.

"We can't waste time on her. She's holding it back for us."

The unicorn would press the button again, this time acknowledging her own actions by pressing the number 1 on the elevator.

"Lets just get out of here."

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40094034 No. 40094034 [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Closed #Canon: Destination: Equestria #Series: Requiem #Adventure #Dark #Violence #General #Serious #So close...

Fear. One of the most potent forces. An instrument to rule over others, to bind and break them. A tool of tyrants and monsters.

How grim and narrow-minded.

Fear of the dark and cold gave birth to fire. Fear of being forgotten creates truly amazing works of art. Fear of loneliness forms friendships and communities. Fear of extinction creates new life.

Sit for a while, and witness for yourself what tremendous feats a small band of heroes could be motivated to accomplish...out of their fear of death. Look to the other end of the playing the soulless monstrosity plaguing the land, its vast army...and the puppet it has created to gain my favor and sate my hunger.

Amazing what fear can create, no?

Look, they have almost reached their destination. Impressive that they managed to get the ship up and ready in such a short time, don't you think? Fear, my friend. In an way, you could say...they owe their accomplishments to me. Funny, really...that it was me causing what led us all to this point...and what will end this conflict, one way or another. But enough talk...I'm eager to meet them all.
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>> No. 40560437
Okay, I'm lost because I'm dumb like that. Is it my turn? What's going on now?
>> No. 40560614
I've made plenty of posts recently, so I'd guess the dm would be next, yes.
>> No. 40560704
Hopefully soon. In truth, I grow tiresome of the waiting for this to end...

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40195355 No. 40195355 [View]
#Ask/invite #Canon: Destination: Equestria #Adventure #Lighthearted #General #Semi-serious

Not long ago, a couple had set out from Ponyville with all of their belongings packed onto a carriage they would pull, seeking a more peaceful living away from the recent happenings of their former home. Their peace would not come quite so easily. What started as a light drizzle on their journey quickly became a violent storm, and they crashed their carriage on their way to Vanhoover after slipping from the rain-slicked road down into the forested valley below. With one trapped beneath the wreckage in rising water and the other too injured to move it, the latter stumbled his way back to the road in hopes that somepony would pass by and lend aid. His hope did not go unfulfilled.

Two other ponies on their way to Vanhoover lent them their aid. All might have gone well, until a howl cut through the din of the rain, wind, leaves, and branches. Drawn by the smell of blood, a small pack of Timberwolves decided to make the injured ponies their prey. One of the good Samaritans attempted to draw them off, but they soon ignored her, and headed straight for their true prey. With no other options left, for the sake of both their own protection and the protection of the Ponyville couple, the two helpful ponies revealed their true selves.

Changelings. A Princess and her Guardian. What had started as an attempt to feed themselves through gratitude from the couple turned into a fight for their lives. The Princess fought bravely, and defeated several of the wolves herself as she defended both her life and the lives of the couple, but quickly burned herself out, leaving her defenseless against the remaining wolves. Thankfully her guardian, a more measured and enduring combatant, was able to dispatch what remained of the pack, securing the groups lives.

The four spoke as they all tended their wounds, a great debt of gratitude expressed by the mare
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"Well it's good to know that there are others out there at least somewhat like us." She looked out of the cave to the night sky, getting quiet now as she wasn't exactly sure what to say. What was there to say now?
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Indeed, there was not much else that needed to be said. Aquarius bid the young princess farewell and flew off with surprising swiftness. Aries had explained to Cicadus where their home could be found should they ever need shelter or sanctuary. While their presence their would put some at unease, their visit would at least be tolerated by everyone there, so long as they did not bring too much trouble with them. The second Constellation bid him farewell and left as well.

Feeling surprisingly fed after such an encounter with such an ancient being, Cicadus felt that perhaps he could head back to the cave and check in on Pupa. He also wanted to check back in on her, having gone out of telepathic range, and having become paranoid of who else may know they are here, since Aries was able to just drop in on him like that.

Not much more than 15 minutes later from when Aquarius left, Cicadus arrived back at the mouth of the cave where he had left Pupa. "Pupa?" he called as he warily entered the cave. "Are you still there?"
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The young princess had been laying next to the fire, warming herself and enjoying the feeling of having energy in her bones again thanks to the celestial being. "I'm here." She called out softly, loud enough to be heard, but quiet enough to show she was still quite tired.

But she was happy, she'd had a good talk, and now she was more sure of the path she saw before them. It would be hard, but worth it. Her mind drifted to what to do next and she wasn't sure it was smart or not, but she had an idea...

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40554480 No. 40554480 [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Limited #Canon: Donut Bar #Pseudo-canon #Adventure #Dark #General #Semi-serious #Crazy #Unikitty best Unikitty #Don't have a cow, man

"Everyone's okay, right? Right."
You just sent a goddamn giant lizard thing over a cliff. You're more than okay.
"Now, we gotta find a few things. First, the rest of the Hoofen soldiers. They didn't exactly help much..."
Having spent most of today on this island, you can think of a lot of things that could have happened to your escort--eaten by those clawed monkeys, killed by whatever caved in the head of that one guy (why crystals?), lost in the forests surrounding the compound...
"We're probably gonna need shelter, too. It's gettin' dark."

The rumbles of your stomach agree. Shelter would be nice. If only you could've gotten a few things out of the cafeteria...
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>> No. 40559799
"Same here."

He lays a wing over you.

"G'night, Ember."
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"Good night, Dawn..." The small orange unicorn dozes off almost instantaneously. Wow, she must be tired.
>> No. 40559804

She's so damn cute.
Dawn sighs, happily for once.
It's nice to have so little to worry about, he thinks, as he gently kisses her cheek.

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40558376 No. 40558376 [View]
#Ask/invite #Canon: TECC #Lighthearted #FiM-only #Normal #A thread #Holy shit

Welcome to The Emerald City Chronicles canon! Everyone is welcome to create a thread, but please read the rules found at Thank you for your cooperation!

Time: Afternoon. A hot one.
Place: SoDo, Seaddle

"This is it. THE place for bonding, camaraderie, crushing your enemies, seeing them driven before you, and hearing the lamentation of get the idea."

Lightning Dust spat out the piece of gum that she had been around and occasionally popping for the better part of the afternoon and gave the Paintball Arena on the other side of the street an almost loving gaze.

"I mean, this is where we pelt each other with bullets until only one is left standing. Winner gets...I haven't decided yet. Something awesome. Sounds fun? Thought so."
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"Please...mercy! Don't frighten me into submission already, I'd be way too embarrassed to ask for my money back because my opponents are just too great and scary."

She took the nudge and smack talk as the friendly gesture it was, and grinned - it was promising to become a good day.

"So...just a one on one? You know more ponies than I do here, an' I left things open. Anypony else comin', or are we on a date?"
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There were just some days that it didn't pay to be outside. Not a Seaddle native, Vinyl wasn't used to this mix of heat and humidity. "I feel like I'm going to croak." she whined, floating a bottle of water to her lips to take a sip. "Why did it have to be a hot day?"

Continuing her walk, she turned the corner to catch two blue pegasi walking across the street towards a building, one of which having a rainbow mane and tail. "Huh... Don't see that everyday." she commented to herself. She looked up towards the building that they were headed to. "No way..." Her head tilted in disbelief, dropping her shades enough to see past them. They actually had a paintball arena in Seaddle. It shouldn't have been that surprising, knowing that it wasn't Canterlot, but Vinyl never actually attended one of these. "My gig isn't for another few hours, why not?" she reasoned with herself.

Pressing her glasses back up to her face, Vinyl let out an excited giggle. With another sip of water, she headed towards the building herself. Maybe she could bear with the heat for a little longer.
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Berry wasn't stalking Dash! No, not at all. He had simply caught sight of his rainbow highlighted friend and her friend from the Wonderbolts and decided to hang back. He didn't want to be too overbearing, as he'd had trouble with that in the past, but he also really wanted to hang out with them. So when he saw them go into the paintball arena, he grinned. He'd just surprise them during the game!

The one down side was, Berry had no idea what paintball really was... all he knew was paint and balls were involved and he liked both of those things quite a bit! So he bounced along to the door, still doing his best to stay out of sight of the two pegasi for now.

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40558461 No. 40558461 Autosaged [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Open #Canon: Donut Bar #Pseudo-canon #Cross-canon #Chill #Lighthearted #Shipping #General #Semi-serious #Courtesy/Common Sense

>If you want to make a Donut Bar thread, seea suggested OP post at

All cities have dark sides, and Canterlot is certainly no exception. On the wrong side of the tracks, everything appears to be darker and colder, the grimy buildings adding to the effect. complete silence, punctuated occasionally with a sound of violence, is common in these areas.

Shining like a rusted beacon in this desolate land is a small and rather unkempt two-story building. doors making horrid grinding sounds when opened, bar proper smelling in great need of a wash, and décor in the same condition as the exterior. Yet, oddly enough, this rundown building seems... inviting.
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>Those evil eyes are gleaming again.
What sort of trader would I be if I just gave away my wares...

I sell satisfaction.~
Be it answers, curios, or otherwise...

So, shall I save your poor cat from its horrible fate?
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>Beg pardon, will post response in the fine new thread Dominic has provided.

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40551837 No. 40551837 [View]
#Limited #Canon: Ponies in Space!

The galaxy would be saved in a mere two hours.

All around him, the world, the ship, the very quarter of existence was a desperate panic of action and violence. Navies that took millenia to construct were slamming against each other with absolutely everything they had. The void was choked with fleets, embers, debri, broiling plasma, cosmic fissures, miniaturized black holes, and many millions of dead. Every second of conflict was loaded with the most fantastic and horrific carnage, the likes of which defied comprehension. This area of space would never be clean. The blood of endless crewman and the remains of once mighty warships would forever drift here. It could never be called a graveyard. This was the apotheosis of a simple graveyard, thousands of lives flickering and sputtering into blackness every moment was divine. Hell itself.

And yet, sadly, it was so necessary.

There was so little he could do to assist the unconscionable bloodshed presently, all of his cards were on the table, all but one. His commanders, dogmatic and unnaturally loyal to his cause, expounded every effort to destroy as many Alliance craft as they could possibly muster. Soldiers on distant worlds pushed ever onward, confident that no enemy fleet would arrive to stop them. His hidden machines continued to invisibly poison entire populations. The gears were in motion, and all that was left to do was watch - and await his role as the ultimate authority.

Ardo would be a very solemn god indeed. For his glorious vision of the future would not include himself. A man so drenched in death, deceit, and profound evil could not be allowed to rule the kingdom of glory. The ascended would rule themselves and usher in an age of understanding that could not end. They would be boundless and powerful, freed at last; at the expense of his sacrifice. They would find divinity on a mountain of corpses, with his own at the very, very top.
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Archer nods, and begins barking into the communicator stuck to his ear about having the missile frigates run interference between the cruisers, transports, and the Hellfire batteries, and to begin deploying countermeasures against the incoming projectiles. He'd be seeing these soldiers through, they would get their chance to die on the battlefield rather than meeting a quick end in the vacuum of space. Such a fate was ill-suited to warriors, and certainly not warriors under his command.


When Onjage and the human entered the bridge, Archer diverted his attention a bit. While he felt little love for Sunburst, Onjage was something of a different story. The stallion was huge, skilled, and though his teeth were flat for the grinding of plants, he fought with the strength of a predator and was a proud warrior. Archer had great respect for Onjage, and relished the opportunity to fight alongside him once again.

The human, however, was a bit of an enigma to Archer. The biped was pessimistic, spoke in strange tongues sometimes, and claimed to be of a precursor race to their universe. Archer had certainly never seen something like the pale monkey before, and believed what was said about his origins, but truthfully he cared little for the man. So long as he could hold his own, though, the monkey was fine to tag along.

>> No. 40557982
With a nod, her wingtip grabbed the cigar case and offered them towards the human. "Don't take the one on the far right." She suggested in a sickeningly sweet tone. "That one belongs to momma."
>> No. 40558503


Sebastian took the second right most cigar, and likewise put it in his mouth, choosing to light it later rather than immediately.

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40556154 No. 40556154 Autosaged [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Open #Canon: Donut Bar #Pseudo-canon #Cross-canon #Chill #Lighthearted #Shipping #General #Semi-serious #Courtesy/Common Sense/FUN FUN FUN FUN FUN #LAWWWWWWWWW

I was filling out law forms when he made me do this.

This is an outrage.

Miaow, miaow miaow -
miaow miaow

Miaow, miaow miaow miaow - miaow miaow. Miaow? Miaow miaow miaow, miaow miaow. Miaow miaow miaow. Miaow miaow.

Miaow miaow miaow miaow. Miaow - miaow miaow miaow. Miaow miaow miaow. Miaow miaow miaow miaow miaow, miaow miaow miaow; miaow miaow.
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>> No. 40558462
i wnt it so bad
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>> No. 40558464
>Marcy took a chocolate nad ate it happily, savoring the flavor

>If I drink coffee chemicals in my brain will enter, then make my blood thin, then make me have trouble seeing. Along with insane amounts of pain, nausia, and sensitvity to everything from light to gravity.

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40501500 No. 40501500 [View]
#Planned #Canon: Aether City #Adventure #Dark #Violence #Ponies #Semi-serious #Long-post

Aether City is the home of 100.000 angry, hungry mutants. Food is scarce, and only the toughest can survive. Times are worse than ever, and it is here you must live. Who knows what the future will bring?

As we left off, the guards of the city have gas-bombed the market, effectively destroying and contaminating the area. The city's main source of trading for food and goods is no more, along with hundreds of mutants dying. In the following hell, a group of mutants have set up base in an orphanage, gathering as many survivors as they can. They have food for now, but they can't sustain such a great flock for long.

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>> No. 40556604
After Jack had left Jacob turned his head towards Dragonfly.

"Well I guess I'll go get ready, but before I do I wanted to ask you something. What's the reason do you have for leading this rebellion?"
>> No. 40556711
Dragonfly opened the window and hopped onto the ledge before turning back to Jacob. "Rebellion? There is no rebellion. Not for me. I just want off this god-forsaken rock."

And with that, he jumped back out into the city. Who knows where he was going.
>> No. 40557305
Jacob then left the orphanage, feeling that the task of gathering a team would be taken care of by the other two, and he moved down the street in the direction to where his old hideout was.

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40372334 No. 40372334 [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Closed #Canon #FiM-only #Serious

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It was nearly a week since the doctor had returned and "offered" Trixie a trip to ease her troubled mind and help her along a better path. A troubled mind was exactly what she had. Memories that disappeared, the future turmoil and life that came with her desperate actions; her life was never going to be the same and for once she was without words.

Trixie had spoke very little since her talking to. Only replying when the person talking needed an answer that she felt needed it. Every day she would routinely get up, hobble to the bathroom and gaze into the mirror to look herself over. Is this who I really am now? she'd frequently ask herself. Her mind wandered almost continuously about what her future held. The threats that the Captain of the Royal Guards made against her if she didn't talk, the plans that the Doctor had in store for her, what she'd have to deal with from Twilight Sparkle, and whether her life still had a reason for continuing. It's not as if she actually had any real friends, and after word would get out, things would only get worse. The only reason she was still here was one pony caught her in the middle of the process. Maybe I ought to try again once I'm done with the Doctor and out of here. Not like I have anything going for me. Maybe I ought to leave the country. I don't know.

Trixie sighed each and every time with the same indignation that she felt she brought upon herself. With a flick turning out the lights, she returned to her bed, laid back down, and closed her eyes. It would be another day of "relaxing"
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"That will be quite some time down the road Twilight. I don't plan on that for some time." Trixie commented with her raspy voice. "I'm not even going to use my moniker until then." Trixie laid back down onto the bed. "Until then, I'm just Trixie Lulamoon."
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Twilight smiled, "Well, that might be for the best. I think it's time Trixie Lulamoon got to shine. Just being herself and finding out who she is." Twilight let out a little yawn, finding that being up at this hour was taking it's toll on her.
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"She has a lot to think about, and a lot to find." Trixie said, holding a hoof to her mouth while she yawned. Why were those so contagious? Even with all of her excitement and headaches, she could feel the weight of the hour. "It's probably time that we both went to bed, Twilight, or in my case sleep." She stretched herself out, hoping to get just a little more comfy. "It's been a tiring day for both of us, I would assume."

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