Title:           World War I Anon 2
Author:          Anonbraham_Lincoln
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/qivdvncy
First Edit:      Sunday 3rd of March 2013 12:56:22 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 3rd of March 2013 12:56:22 AM CDT

>Day Treaty of Versallies in Equestria
>You are Bnon
>Anon's brother
>Like Anon, you've died in ze Great War
>Like Anon, Boo-fucking-hoo
>Ze Kaiser has sent you to infiltrate zis strange land and rescue your brother
>So when you "died" in Ze Great War, ze Kaiser shot you with his P08.
>Prick Kaiser.
FS: Anon!
>Turn around and before stands a yellow pony with wings.
>she runs up and hugs you
FS: I didn't know you were released from the hospital!
I'm not Anon, I'm his brother Bnon
>She lets go...What's zhat smell? Smells like a POW barracks after ze Red Cross girls walk by.
FS: If you're Anon's brother, then why do you look so much like him?
Ve are twins, Vhere is Anon? I must see him immediately.
FS: He's at the hospital at the  Base. Follow me!
>She flies off fairly fast to ze North
>You run after winged pony as fast you can run, if only there were Vickers to motivate you to run faster.
>As you reach ze base, a Purple Pony with a horn on her head approaches you.
TS: Are you Bnon?
Ja.
TS: There's been an accident
>Inside ze hospital
>Anon is Dead, smothered. You can't feel anything, your brother was never close to you, nor you to him.
>Yellow pony known as Flattern Shceuen or Fluttershy wraps her hoof in your hand.
>You will not let guard down for instant.
>Yellow Pony is up to something.
>Later, Captain Twilight (as you've come to know her) asks you to take up Anon's rifle, his charred Gewehr 98.
>In this world, it's equal to a howitzer in your world.
FS: Hey Bnon?
Ja.
Do you have any fetishes?
>vut.jpg
Is your brother your fetish?
>You rub your eyes and in the split second it takes to break your vision, Fluttershy has donned the tanned skin of your brother.
>She swings his dick around like a cane. You're gonna be sick.
FS: So... you wanna do it, /b/rother?
Nei...
>Hündin stabs you with syringe full of morphine.
>Too bad, she used way too much and you died with in 5 minutes
>It could be worse, you could be
>Fucking Flutt
>AWW SHIT! SHE FUCKING YOUR BODY WITH A POTATO, YOU'RE NOT EVEN DEAD YET.
>VY, GOD, VY?