Opt. 2: TGAPTrixie Has Arrived by Trixiefag

Anonymous 01/24/14(Fri)00:18 UTC-5 No.15864987

>>15864669 #

 

>See new thread up

>Sees the same rules

>Boring old option one, or the obvious fanfic making option 2

>Start fantasizing about your waifu

>Getting a bit hot in here

>Suddenly, a skype pings

>There’s a call waiting. For you. Anon.

>You never get calls, and for that matter, who the hell calls anymore?

>Answer it just for sheets and giggles. Nothing could really go wrong, right?

>No answer

>Skype closes itself after you start poking at the contact

>wellalrightthen.png

>Catch up on other threads, turn on some music

>THUMP

>That wasn’t a base drop

>You look at the door, then back at the OP’s thread

>There’s no fuckin’ way

>…

>Go to your door, grab the bat next to it

>When you live in ghetto slums you need a nice heavy weapon

>Your sturdy wood at the ready, you open the door

>thismotherfuckinglock

>swing door open

>Nobody there? You take a note to chase down those hoodlum neighbors with your car later

>About to close door when you look down, and see it

>Your heart races faster than Pinkie on amp

>You know exactly what-- …who’s in there, in that dirty brown sack

 

Cont?

 

Anonymous 01/24/14(Fri)01:03 UTC-5 No.15865708

Replies: >>15865968 >>15865997

 

>>15864987 #

>>15865547 #

>You throw the bat to the side, reluctantly clasping the disgusting throat of the worn, stained bag

>You lift, realizing just how out of shape you are

>By the time you get to your bedroom you’re wheezing

>Accidentally flop the bag halfway on the bed

>Your body freezes, your mind goes SHIT

>Bag stirs, but stays still after a while

>Use the cloth in your hand to wipe your sweaty brow

>ohmygod

>wipe your hands and face with your shirt

>Oh yeah, the bag

>You fetch your pocket knife from your work pants, get cutting on that bag

>You figure there’s no point in trying to untie it, not that you’d want to touch it anyways

>You rip the rest of the bag, and your heartbeat just refuses to return to earth

>You see a bit of that light blue horn before the shimmering mane underneath

>Trixie was right here, in your bedroom, unconscious

>HEARTCALMDOWNALREADY

>You’re already going crazy in your mind with the implications of this, and reading the other threads have you a bit of a nervous wreck

>You stare at her sleeping form

>She was a bit scuffed up, a pretty nasty bruise on the side of her head, but otherwise healthy

 

Wat do now?

 

Anonymous 01/24/14(Fri)01:37 UTC-5 No.15866246

Replies: >>15866305 >>15866330

 

>>15865968 #

>>15865997 #

>C’mon Anon, get it together

>You’re still pumping blood at the speed of nascar, but you’re able to think about this rationally

>This is the Great and Powerful Trixie

>She’s battered and bruised, knocked outcold and just taken from her world to meet your fantasy

>You didn’t think it was real, they were supposed to be stories on /mlp/ and nothing more

>You feel the guilt starting to tighten your throat and retake your mind in panic

>No time for that now

>Swallow guilt, and realize if she’s anything like she is in the show, she’s going to be majorly pissed

>Better make a good presentation

>You very carefully wrap your arms around her, feeling her soft fur graze your armhair

>You rise with her in your arms, just as something else also rises

>Maybe later, go away little anon

>Set Trixie down properly in your bed, throw heavy grandmother-made quilt over her form

>She curls up and pulls the quilt close to her as she slept

>Your smile creeps into existence, it was diabetes-inducing

>You pick up the bag with two fingers and throw it under the bed

>Start to leave the room, turn up the thermostat in the freezer that was your room

>Take another look, then back to your computer

>Put it to sleep, because you don’t want to screw up like the other stories and have her find out too early

>Think, anon, you need to make this pleasant for her

>She’s warm in your bed, still fast asleep

 

She’s all wrapped up, what next?

Am I doing alright, btw?

 

>>15866305 #

>>15866330 #

t-thanks

>There was an idea in your head

>But your mind keeps its rollercoaster between excitement, guilt and disbelief looping over

>Most kidnappees are tired, cold, and hungry

>She might want food when she wakes, but you don’t have much

>You go to your kitchen, open that fridge

>Open that fridge

>You really need to get your door hinges fixed

>Force the door open, see nothing offhand that would be edible for ponies

>You look way low in the crisper, you still have some lettuce left

>Saving it for sandwiches, but this isn’t exactly a normal day

>Get lettuce and cheese, start cutting

>You’re glad your grandma came by last week and made you stock your fridge now

>Get a few olives and cucumbers, more cutting

>Soon you find yourself with a modest bowl of salad

>Looking back, you wonder if ponies could drink soda

>Check on it later, get some water for her

>Bring food into your room, and freeze again

>Trixie was laying up, rubbing her head

>You don’t even know how to start

 

[I need to go for tonight, but I’ll be back around sometime late morning, if you want more just suggest anything, I’ll be archive binging]

Also, where’d the other writefags go?

 

>>15871616 #

I thought about this, but I figured all of these stories were in the same sort of universe, and Lyra already used magic. I have an idea for this one, though, i'll be working on it.

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>Okay, she’s awake, and most likely going to see you in a second

>She’s the stranger in a strange place, and she’s probably panicking right now

>Don’t think about it, anon, speak!

“…H-how’s the bed?”

>You’re not smooth under pressure

>This gets her attention, and she looks at you just as you start

>Her eyes were full of fear and uncertainty, and it makes you feel like a monster

>But this is Trixie, she’s going to cover that feeling promptly with you splattered on the wall

“I-I, okay, this is probably really really weird for you, but –“

>”WHERE HAVE YOU TAKEN THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE!?”

>You haphazardly throw salad and water up in your face from the sheer volume of her voice

>You hope the neighbors didn’t hear that, and try again

“I s-swear to Celestia, I didn’t do anything to you, or take you anywhere, or anything like that, o-okay?”

>She’s not buying

>She gets up on all fours, and her horn is starting to glow

>”You’re the only other thing here, why should Trixie believe a weird hairless creature like you!?”

>You instinctively set the food down on the table and put your hands up

“All I did was t-take you in, I promise, I heard a thumping sound against my door, I checked it out, and you were in a sack, unconscious, some other guy dropped you off and you looked hurt, so, I mean, I couldn’t just leave you there!”

>She’s staring daggers at you, but she doesn’t move

>Your heart starts reaching for the sound barrier as you slowly kneel down, getting the bag from under the bed

>You raise yourself up to show her the bag, she just stares at it

>Her horn is still glowing

 

Choose your next move carefully, /mlp/

Not confident I got her character, any critique is welcome

 

 

Trixiefag 01/24/14(Fri)14:19 UTC-5 No.15872332

Replies: >>15872348 >>15872389

This one was really hard to make, I hope I did alright

>>15871948 #

nice damage control, anon

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>>15872220 #

This should be interesting.

>>15871863 #

 

>You’re running out of options

>You didn’t want to hit this button so soon, but it must be done

>You looked pretty pathetic anyways with wet lettuce on your face

“I mean… I don’t think I could have done anything. I don’t know about the guy who brought you here, but y-you ARE the Great and Powerful Trixie, there’s no way a lowlife like me could ever hope to even touch the blessed ground where you walked!”

>Her expression changes. Is that a smirk?

>”Oh, y-yes! Trixie would think so! It seems Trixie’s reputation precedes her.”

>You did it Anon, You stopped her from making your intestines a party decoration

>But it wasn’t over yet

>”Now, Trixie has questions and she demands answers!”

>You swallow the lump in your throat, figuring it was okay to start picking the food off your face

“Oh… Okay..”

>”And you will address me as the Great and Powerful Trixie, peasant!”

>Well, that was expected, but you hoped the OP’s terms would start falling into place soon

“...Great and Powerful Trixie.”

>She stands proud and tall on the bed, barely reaching eye-level with you

>”To start, where exactly is Trixie? And where are all her possessions?”

>You didn’t really understand the term beta until now

>You hesitate, and she glares at you

>ohshit.exe

>Her horn is glowing again, blurt something out!

“Uh, you’re a magic user right?”

>”What does that have to do with my question, creature?”

“Well, I mean, If you knew a spell, maybe, to look through my recent memories, you could uh, possibly, see my side of all this, so you know I’m not lying?”

 

1/2

 

 

Trixiefag 01/24/14(Fri)14:21 UTC-5 No.15872348

Replies: >>15872384 >>15872599

 

>>15872332 #

 

>She looks intrigued, and you just realized you might’ve doomed yourself to showing her the thread through your thick skull

>She seems to be considering it, which means she does have a spell like that

>”That isn’t such a bad idea, for a hairless mut like yourself. I’ll get my answers, and you won’t have to look like such a sorry foal fumbling over his own legs.”

>”Come to me!”

>You almost took that out of context and your face shows it

>You quickly step over to the bed, as her horn starts doing these fancy lights

 

You’re in the thick of it now, /mlp/, how do you stop her from seeing the thread in your memories?

 

2/2

lyrafag I need your mouthhole, no homo

 

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>You start sweating

>You didn’t think about it when you said it, she’s going to see your memories

>That includes what you tried to do for her, the truth, the thread, and possibly what you did right before reading the thread

>Your pockets are feeling heavy with sauce

>While she’s preparing, you thought of that one scene in the Half-Blood Prince

>Maybe you can surface certain memories to be seen?

>It was a longshot, but you didn’t have anything else

>All of a sudden her horn touches your forehead, a prickling sensation going down your neck

>THINK OF THE LAST 5 MINUTES QUICK SHITSHITSHITSHIT

>You try your best to keep certain things in your head, keeping everything about your computer on the downlow

>Your mind starts involuntarily winding around like a kid with the DVR remote

>She’s seeing the sack, you fumbling the lock on your door

>She sees how you carefully helped her into bed and made all that food for her

>She sees the computer screen

>DIVERT.DLL

>You instantly think of yesterday, going off an odd sensation from inside your head

>She watches you eating that T-bone you spent half your paycheck for

>You feel the prickling sensation get stronger, she probably knows you’re hiding something

>You couldn’t help it, she was touching you with a sensitive part of your body

>Your mind drifts to memories associated with that special feeling

>The feeling that chose her over all the other ponies

>Your face flushes and your pockets burst with spaghetti

>Trixie backed away a little, she was blushing herself

>She stayed silent, giving you a weird look

 

You’ve successfully managed to keep 4chan off your mind, but now she knows a different secret.

Wat do, /mlp/?

 

That was really tough. How's my BSing skills, guys?

 

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Trixiefag 01/24/14(Fri)14:47 UTC-5 No.15872599

Replies: >>15872612

 

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>>15872348 #

>tfw you forgot to link your last post

 

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Trixiefag 01/24/14(Fri)14:49 UTC-5 No.15872612

 

>>15872599 #

>sensitive part of HER* body

 

damnit

 

 

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>Long, awkward silence

>You don’t think you’ve ever felt so red in the face before

>You could’ve sworn pasta was literally crawling out of your pants, but there was nothing there

>But you didn’t mind, you could stare into those big violet saucer eyes for all eternity

>That’s the feeling that started this, you idiot

>Trixie is looking really uncomfortable

>You finally break the silence

“Before you ask, I-I’m uuh, a human, and we’re omnivores… That means we eat everything, including meat… N-not that we eat horses or ponies or anything, just animals that aren’t… sentient…”

>You trail off, your plan to address the less obvious problem failing as she makes sure she sits with her tail covering her base.

>”H…How exactly do you know about me like this? I’ve never even seen anything like you before…”

>She stopped talking in third person, you can’t tell if this is bad or not

>She asked you a question, just roll with it Anon

“…Before I answer that, do you believe my story? You saw everything I did, right?”

>She manages a quick nod, so you continue, sighing in relief that she knows you’re being truthful

“Well, you see…”

>How do you explain something like this? You saw the other stories on the thread, but…

“This is not Equestria, if you didn’t pick up on that already, and uuh… Well, here, we’re called humans, and we have something called a TV, and it basically displays entertainment for our viewing pleasure, like plays or stories, and…”

>You hesitate slightly, and move on to the wham line

“Well, one of the stories shown on TV, is about, you guys. Ponies, in general.”

 

1/2 I need to stop padding

 

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Trixiefag 01/24/14(Fri)15:30 UTC-5 No.15873119

Replies: >>15873515 >>15874421

 

>>15873101 #

 

>Trixie was staring blankly at your mouth, watching the words come out

>You were horrible at explaining this, but that gave you an idea.

“I’ll be right back… I’ll show you.”

>She watches you leave, and you book it to your laptop, unplugging it and bookmarking the thread before deleting it

>Take it back to your room, sit down next to her, but not too close

>Pull up your big archive of episodes

>She starts watching with a sudden curiosity, leaning forward and squinting at the screen as she blocks your view

 

She’s watching the show, but I’ll leave it up to /mlp/ as to which episode she’s watching and what anon should do. Anyone suggest!

 

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>>15872928 #

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>>15873039 #

Seconding all of these. You'd think with a set formula these stories would get stale, but this sounds really interesting!

 

 

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>You showed her one of the more controversial episodes, Magical Mystery Cure

>You’re pretty sure that was a terrible move, but you wanted to see her reaction

>It looks like she’s gotten used to the fact she’s not in Equestria, and after showing her this she’ll probably be back to calling you peasant

>Not quite your fetish, but it’ll pass

>You’re still unbelieving that she’s here, sitting right next to you. You watch her closely, her attention and growing anger directed at the show

>How did the OP do this?

>What’s worse, is that you’re in the same boat as the stories you read on that thread

>You can’t let her be seen by anybody

>This realization sinks in deep, how would you get Trixie to agree to something like that?

>Your thoughts trail off as Trixie make a derivative sneer, up at the point where Twilight just got transformed

>”This is completely absurd! Little Miss Sparkle just fixes a spell, that –she- flubbed in the first place and she’s granted the title of Princess!? I refuse to believe this nonsense!”

>Oh boy

>You’re able to snag the laptop away right as Trixie tried to fry it, the spell hitting your wall and burning through it like melting plastic

>She looks at you with complete and utter fury

>You shrunk down into the bed, trying to think of something to say

“..Well… If it makes you feel better, a lot of people hated that episode too, including me?...”

>She brushes her mane out of her eye, and drops down beside the bed

>”Well, ‘human’, I suppose the Great and Powerful Trixie will be on her way. She has no need for your dinky little home anymore.”

>wat

“Where are you going to go?”

>Her horn starts to spark, and you realize what she’s trying to do

 

1/2

 

Trixiefag 01/24/14(Fri)16:57 UTC-5 No.15874458

Replies: >>15874538

 

>>15874421 #

 

>You just watch her incredulously, as she tries to teleport, but to no avail

>She looked visibly disturbed, and looks right at you

>”Why is Trixie unable to teleport home?”

“…I don’t think Equestria is on this planet, T—Great and Powerful Trixie.”

>She bares her teeth and jumps back onto the bed, jabbing a hoof in your chest

>Her eyes were literally ablaze with fury

>”Then tell me, human, how am I supposed to get home!?”

>You try your hardest not to piss your pants

 

What do we tell her, /mlp/? Do we lie or confess, or come up with something? The choice is yours.

 

2/2

I need to leave for now, but i'll be back in a few hours. If you guys want more, keep suggesting and it shall live. I'm honestly surprised at how many people want this, tbh

 

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/24/14(Fri)20:01 UTC-5 No.15878006

>>15877811 (OP) #

nice dubs, and i'll let the title be official, might as well. Continuing! I hope I got her character a bit more spot on, even taking into account the terms

 

>You somehow manage to keep your bladder control

>She has a knack for making you completely speechless when she asks you questions

>”Let Trixie guess, you don’t know?”

>Please make it quick

>You shut your eyes

>Instead of impending wrath, Trixie jumps off the bed again, swinging the door open with her magic

>An alert goes off in your head that she was heading outside

>You leap off your bed, and sure enough, she was struggling with the lock

>For once you’re glad your apartment is a shit

“Trixie, you can’t go home.”

>WHAT

>BRAIN, WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT

>She rebounds on you, and you no longer feel the ground under you

>Do not look down, just keep blabbering

“W-what I mean is, if you go outside right now, t-the other humans aren’t going to react well to a talking, blue unicorn!”

>”Do NOT disrespect the Great and Powerful Trixie, human! Does it look like she cares whether or not people look down at her?! Trixie is used to such treatment, and will not hesi—“

“No! L-listen, they’re not just going to look down on you, they’re going to take you away!”

>She still has you in her complete mercy, and now you feel a wall against your shoulderblades

>”Trixie can handle herself!”

“It’s different here! Look Trixie, why would I possibly lie to you, especially after you yourself saw my memories and confirmed everything I was saying? I’m not hiding anything from you, but please listen to me!”

 

1/2

 

Trixiefag 01/24/14(Fri)20:03 UTC-5 No.15878039

Replies: >>15878127 >>15878129 >>15878187

 

>>15878006 #

 

>Stillness in the air, until there was a long, heavy sigh by the light blue pony

>You’re dropped to the ground, fall on your ass

>Ohthankyoulord

>”Had you not shown her your memories, Trixie would not believe you, but you’re right… So what is it, human, why can’t Trixie be seen?”

>You suddenly wonder if she meant that you told the truth, or about your affection

>Now you’re redfaced again, and she’s waiting

>You need to tell her something, right now

 

What should anon tell her about the humans, /mlp/?

2/2

Suggestions always appreciated

 

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/25/14(Sat)15:39 UTC-5 No.15898377

Replies: >>15898412

>>15878039 #

>>15878129 #

 

>Here goes

“This place is called Earth, and it’s very different from Equestria… Humans are a race of very distrusting and self-minded individuals that rarely ever see anything out of the ordinary, and whenever we see something we don’t understand, we try to… experiment on it.”

>She gives you another weird look, so you just keep going with it

“What I mean is, we’ll do unspeakable things to things we don’t understand, like dissect their organs and test various chemicals on them. For example, we have ponies here… But none of them can talk, they aren’t sentient. We don’t, however, have any unicorns, and in this world… Magic doesn’t exist at all.”

>Trixie’s mouth opened, but it took a moment for her to speak

>”..No magic at all?”

“No. That’s something that makes you a big target, Tr—Great and Powerful Trixie. You do have magic, and they’re going to want to experiment on you, test you, and do all sorts of horrible things because you have that horn, and they won’t give a damn that you can talk or that you have feelings.”

>Trixie sits her flank on the ground, seemingly thinking

>Phew

>She looks down at the ground, and her mane covers her eye again

>Weird, you thought you saw something drop from her face

>She looks back up again, and tears are forming

>That wasn’t good at all

>”So I’m just a lab rat, is that it?”

“Nono, well, yes, but to them-“

>”Perfect, just perfect! I’m not just an outcast in Equestria, oh no, that wasn’t good enough for me, huh? Now I get to be surrounded by aliens that want to kill me with nowhere to go, GREAT!”

>You didn’t mean it like that

>But the tears are spilling now, and her voice is getting shriller

>”So what am I supposed to do now? I have literally no idea where I am, if I even step outside to find out I’m going to pretty much die, and even if I did find a way home, nobody would care!”

 

1/2

 

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/25/14(Sat)15:40 UTC-5 No.15898412

Replies: >>15898463 >>15898528 >>15898893

 

>>15898377 #

 

>You don’t know how to respond

>But you really should have

>Trixie had already ran off back into your room, slamming the door

>You keep staring at the spot where she was

>The wet carpet where her tears lay

>What did you do, Anon?

 

What now, /mlp/?

 

2/2

this was really hard to write, suggestions always appreciated

 

 

>>15898463 #

Maybe if you get trips

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>>15898893 #

Good idea, minus the pissing part

>>15898916 #

I chuckled

>>15898412 #

 

>You get up

>Your entire body stings like you just ran 5 miles

>She must’ve been grabbing you pretty hard with that levitation spell

>You don’t care about that right now

>You need to fix this mess you just made

>That’s when the thought struck you

>You made her cry

>You made your waifu burst into tears with nothing but your words

>Your cheeks feel hot, turns out you were crying too

>Try to compose yourself

>Walk over to your bedroom door after standing there for a minute

>You’re probably the last person she wants to see right now

>You knock anyways

“Trixie?...”

>All you hear is the soft hics and gasps of sobbing

>Blink back more tears before opening the door

>She didn’t make it to the bed, laying on the ground with her face buried in her hooves

>You slowly approach her, kneeling

>She hears you kneeling down, and she looks away

>You take a big risk, because you made a big mistake

>Your hand slides across her shoulder, and you’re in

>You hug her gently, expecting the sweet release of death...

>…

>Instead, blue hooves suddenly wrap themselves around you

>Trixie was hugging you. Tightly, too

>Now clean up your act, anon

“You might be right about what you said, Trixie, but you missed one. I’d care if you left.”

>Her chest was racking with sobs, moving against yours

>You don’t think you’ve ever felt this close to anyone before, let alone your one true pony

“I know you just met me and probably hate my guts, but I’m still going to do everything in my power to help, and it’s not just because of what you saw in my memories.”

“You can stay here.”

 

1/?

 

 

Trixiefag 01/25/14(Sat)17:01 UTC-5 No.15900222

 

>>15900198 #

 

>She retracted a little bit to look you in the eyes, with those big violet irises

>You look right back at them

“I’m not kidding… I’ll take you in, and I’ll help you find a way back. I’ll do whatever it takes,.. Great and Powerful Trixie.”

>She looked like she was ready to fill up a river with those tears

>”…Y-you’d really do that?”

“I wouldn’t even think about letting you get hurt.”

>She sniffles, and sits in front of you, wiping her eyes.

>”… Nobody’s ever been so nice…”

>You give her what you hope to be a heartwarming smile

>”… Okay… But DON’T think Trixie is going to grovel like this to you again, not one second, human!”

>You chuckle a little bit, so glad that she’s accepted.

>”If Trixie is to take residence here, she might as well know your name.”

”Anonymous. Anon, for short, but you can call me whatever.”

>Trixie’s regained composure comes with brand new rosy cheeks, it seems

>You can almost see the spaghetti piling around her

“Want to go get some ice and knock that swelling down?”

>She feels her head where the bruise is, and winces

>You both get up at the same time, make your way to the kitchen

>You give her one of the icepacks in your otherwise empty freezer

>She says nothing as she puts it on with her levitation, and you stare at each other

 

Wat do now, /mlp/?

2/2 Didn't know how long it was before. Critique if I got her in character, because I have no idea

 

 

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>You suddenly hear a low rumbling noise, it sounded close

>Your eyes drift to Trixie, looking at herself

“Was that you?”

>”Trixie seems to have had a long journey… Do you have food, Anonymous?”

“Actually, I made something up for you when you first got here, let me go grab it. Have a seat in the livingroom, I guess.”

>You’re now very aware of the fact your apartment is a shit, not even a dining room

>You bound to your room to go get the salad and water

>Halfway inside, you suddenly see spots and wake up on the floor

>OW

>Your toe feels like it’s been split open

>Look down, nothing bleeding

>”What was that noise?”

>You sure aren’t telling her you stubbed your toe because you were eager to get her food

“N-nothing, just a second…”

>Get up, hobble on heel

>Get food and walk slowly back to the livingroom

>You see Trixie sitting in front of your massive DVD/Blu-ray display

>You have well over 200 movies, classic and obscure

>Set down the food in front of her, look at them yourself. You’ll probably ease her into human culture sometime, might as well start with a movie

>”What are these small covers, are they books? ‘Fifth Element’… ‘A Scanner Darkly'… ‘Dragonballz’? That last one sounds a bit suspicious.”

“Er, Dragonball Z, and they aren’t books. You know how I was talking about the TV, how it plays our entertainment?”

>”Vaguely.”

“Well, These are called movies. They’re like hard, real life copies of these shows that you can watch at anytime, like a book you can read over and over again.”

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/25/14(Sat)21:18 UTC-5 No.15906141

Replies: >>15906427 >>15906482

 

>>15906116 #

 

>She looked pretty intrigued, until she saw the salad and water

>She levitates them, somehow still keeping the ice on her face

>Back to the couch

>She starts eating very quickly, as if she was used to sharing food with a huge family

“You want to watch one? See how humans like to get their fill of excitement and drama?”

>She looks up and swallows before speaking. ”There isn’t anything else to do, is there?”

>Good point. You had a lot of movies and games, but how long would they last when you’re home indefinitely?

>There had to be a way to get her outside…

>Trixie was very potent with her magic, unlike a majority of unicorns

>She directly accessed your memories and basically copypasted them into her own mind

>She would most likely have a large array of spells…

>…Idea!

>You thought about how to break the newfound plan to her, as you found the perfect movie

 

What did he find, /mlp/? Anything goes!

2/2

I put my favorite anime in there so what wannafightaboutit

 

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/26/14(Sun)01:47 UTC-5 No.15912073

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>>Check last thread for last post

>>15907898 #

>>15907992 #

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>>15908216 #

(9900 characters)

 

>You turn the TV on, HDMI-2 set, open disc tray, and you pop in ‘Brüno’

>What have you done

>You have no idea why you picked this, but you know it’s going to be one hell of a ride

>And you hope that doesn’t end up literally

>All you knew is that this was going to be fun

>Sit on the chair across from Trixie and look at her

“Hey, before we start, I wanted to ask you something, if that’s okay?”

>She looks up at you as she drinks some water, eyebrow raised in curiosity

“Well, I was thinking about the fact that you can’t get caught by anyone else, and it wasn’t a pleasant thing to do to you, and I should’ve been softer with that issue, and I’m sorry for that, by the way.”

>She sets the cup down, giving you a rather regal look

“…Anyways, I was brainstorming for a while, and I was wondering if you knew any spells that could, make yourself invisible, for example?”

>She thought for a moment, a hoof on her chin

>Somotherfuckingadorable.jpg

>”There is a spell that Trixie knows that could fool the eyes of the masses, but it isn’t quite invisibility. It is more of an illusion that she uses in her stage show, to mirror the appearance of another pony. It is possible that Trixie could modify it to impersonate another human, but…”

>You’re on the edge of your seat

>”…Trixie can only make it last for a few minutes.”

>Your heart sinks as quickly as it rose. Damn you, fate

“That’s too bad, I thought I was on to something there. I don’t want to coop you up.”

>”It’s fine for now. Since Trixie has all the time in the world, she could train her magic and possibly increase its duration. There may be hope yet.”

>You smiled at her, just as the movie began, drawing both yours and her attention to the screen

 

1/?

 

>>15912073 #

 

“Oh, and before this movie starts, I just want you to know something.”

>”What’s that?”

“This is completely fictional, and I had nothing to do with this.”

>She gives you that weird look again, and her eyes squint in suspicion, queue the movie

>It started out oddly enough. Her face became a mixture of confusion and behement curiosity at the odd accent and language of the eponymous character.

>”It’s interesting… Trixie has heard the language before, but it was spoken by gryphons, well, a subspecies that weren’t too populous.”

>You sit back with your feet on the table and arms behind your head, quickly telling Trixie about the various tropes of human entertainment and certain aspects like censorship and the rating system, and how humans were usually never naked because of their hairless qualities.

>Queue 3 minutes in, his admirer pulls down his pants to expose the dickhair

>Trixie instantly backs up in her seat, and she gives you a sort of ‘So this is how it’s going to be’ look, as she glowers at you for a moment (pic related)

>You nod your head in silent affirmation, until you couldn’t help but laugh and point at the TV

>Trixie gets herself comfortable on your sofa, preparing for the worst

>Just a minute later, the special night of Bruno and his ‘consort’ began

>The dildo machine pops up

>Trixie’s jaw drops, her hoofs up in complete disbelief

>”…This is happening, now!? I didn’t know this could be shown in the public—“

>This guy is getting spun around on Bruno’s dick

>You had a sudden wave of intelligence, and pick up the wastebin, holding it in front of her

>She instantly vomits into it, and you don’t blame her

>She might’ve not seen a human before, but it’s similar enough, and this was completely out of her league, no matter what she’s seen on the road

>You’re laughing so hard, and yet you feel bad for her

>Not bad enough to stop the movie though

 

2/?

 

>>15912092 #

 

“T-T-Trixie-e-e, It gets better! We’re j….”

>It’s so hard to speak

“We’re just getting started!”

>She slowly recovers, her eyes now glued to the slingshot part

>”What kind of show is this!? It isn’t all like this… Is it!?”

“No, no! This is a rare gem, trust me.. Just keep watching.”

>Bruno’s package gets sucked by that enlarger

>Trixie waves her arms out in front of her, the living embodiment of nope.avi

>”ANON, THIS IS RIDICULOUS, Nobody wants to see that!”

>Your smile would have outshone Pinky herself

>The next portion of the movie isn’t too notable

>When Bruno had the Velcro suit, you offhandedly explained what Velcro was, basically amounting to non-messy, reapply-able glue

>She was still a bit sick from the last scene to care, but she did smile when he walked down the catwalk

>Bruno goes to L.A. with Lutz

>More storybuilding until the focus group scene

>You tell her a little bit about Harrison Ford, making a comparison to Daring Do but for TV instead of literature

>She didn’t seem to mind the trivia, enjoyed it slightly

>You do your best not to point out she wasn’t all that different from Twilight

>Then you make a mental note to brush up on history to tell her about it later

>Bruno’s maxout show begins

>It was going fine so far

>You actually forgot about this scene, because it’s what happens next that everyone remembers

>You’re sitting there, making a silent snark at the fetus bit

 

3/?

 

>>15912117 #

 

>Suddenly

>A big flopping PENIS

>Trixie’s eyes lose all semblance of her eyelids, hoof going over her mouth

>You totally forgot about this scene, but seeing her face just makes you burst into unadulterated laughter

>That’s when she caught you totally off guard

>”You know, Anon, it’s not all that different from a stallion, it’s not like I haven’t seen one before!”

“I –“

>No breath left

>It takes you a second to breath

“I know… But your face, it was so priceless!”

>”Sure, it caught Trixie off guard. She didn’t know you could show that to the world, after all! Besides, I have a question. Is that the normal size?”

>Your chest is still heaving from the uncontrollable laughter, but you’re definitely looking at her now

“W-what?”

>She was obviously baiting you, trying to get revenge for showing her this

>Your mind was a bit light-headed from the laughter, though

>”You heard Trixie, how do you measure up to this, Bruno?”

>She just asked about your dick

>As if little anon had a mind of his own, he started taking your precious blood

>You play it off as uncomfortability, though you’re the exact opposite, and put a leg up over your knee

“W-well, that’s a bit personal, don’t you think?”

>”Because seeing a flailing cock didn’t dissolve any of those boundaries?”

>Your little man was getting really hard at hearing her speak vulgarly

“Okay, well, if you must know… I-I’m… normal.. sized—L-look it doesn’t matter, let’s keep watching, shall we?”

>Trixie gives a triumphant smile, and had the slightest bit of blush at the same time

 

4/?

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/26/14(Sun)01:52 UTC-5 No.15912170

Replies: >>15912203

 

>>15912150 #

 

>The movie then continues

>You get to the African airport part

>Bruno’s getting his luggage, and some luggage he’s getting

>Huge elephant phallus statue #1

>”Trixie has to ask now. She has already concluded that this human is completely crazy, even by your odd standards, and that he’s… On the other side of the street,”

>By the way anon, your boner’s still there

>Go away, I don’t need you yet

>YET?

>”-even thinking? Does he not see these people giving him such strange looks, does he have mental malfunctions?”

“Wha-? Oh, well, that’s part of the joke, honestly.”

>”What joke would that be?”

>For once, you were lost for words

>At your silence, it was affirmed to her that this movie was even out of your grasp, and she gave up trying to understand it completely

>The journey continues

>It was pretty uneventful in terms of reactions, but at one point you both actually got invested in the plot, until the scene with Lutz and the hotel room

>When their situation is revealed in full, the first thing Trixie’s eyes dart to is the stains in the background

>”…Please, anon, please tell me that’s not what Trixie thinks it is”

>Brown handprints

“I’m sorry…”

>Another round for the wastebin, and this time she emptied her lunch

>You make another note to fix a proper dinner after the movie, if she can stomach it

 

5/6

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/26/14(Sun)01:53 UTC-5 No.15912203

Replies: >>15912295 >>15912354

 

>>15912170 #

 

>When she was finished blowing chunks, she looks right back up

>”Trixie, has sat through pubic hair, a gay kink night, a flopping human phallus, your explanation of this ‘racism’ and why it’s funny, but this is just… lewd! Who has obsessions with… feces?!”

“Pretty much nobody… except Bruno.”

>She didn’t even say anything else

>Bruno tries to go straight

>Some of the pastor and karate scenes she actually laughed at a little

>Finally, the swinger’s party happened

“Do they have swingers in Equestria?”

>Trixie just gives you that jovial sarcastic look again

>”Not in the way you’re talking about… Unlike this movie, we have standards.”

“Just asking.”

>Bruno starts watching them doing the nasty

>It gets awkward, him touching the dude all over

>You take a quick peek at her status, she’s facehoofing with loads of spaghetti flooding around her

>Right, this was an epitome, straight up sex onscreen

>She barely looked at the screen until the end after that

>You try to defuse the moment by talking about some of the appearing celebrities at the end, but she just waves you off.

>Movie ended

>After what seemed like an hour of shaking her head, she finally looks up at you

>”You’re such a weirdo.”

“I know, but if it makes you feel better, that was the grossest movie I had. Maybe later I’ll show you some stories with actual plot instead of shock value?”

>She rubs her eyes in response

>All of a sudden, it was nearing 2 am

“Time flies when you’re having fun.”

>”Emphasis on you…”

>She yawns to prove her point

 

You’ve watched the paragon of human achievement. It’s getting late. What should you do now, /mlp/?

 

This is dedicated to Lyrafag, Clarissa, Obzedat, Nehem, applesack,Sleepy, and anyone else in on this shit

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/26/14(Sun)21:25 UTC-5 No.15929719

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>>15912295 #

>>15912203 #

 

>You had some sort of odd feeling in your mind

>It was blurry, but it was urging you to do something at that point in time

>Maybe when she did that memory spell on you, there was backwash?

>In any case, instead of putting her to sleep like you normally would, you had this powerful pull

>You felt like she was still reeling from being taken so forcefully out of Equestria

>She completely denied the fact when you showed her that episode of MLP, which wasn’t a healthy thing to do

>You had to help her through this, somehow, because you knew she wouldn’t be able to sleep anyways

>If she did find a way, nightmares might follow

>So you decided to do your absolute best to make this the best night of her life, and help her forget

>”-Anon? You’re starting to creep Trixie out, what’s gotten into you?”

>oshi

“Sorry, I guess I kind of trailed off.”

>Smooth

“Hey, I have an idea, be right back.”

>You get up before she could say anything, speedwalking into your kitchen

>Open that fridge

>You feel like you’re about to rage and kick the door open after the hinges get stuck, again

>After that little tantrum, you go through the various normal foods and products and get to your stash

>A plethora of your finest sodas and energy drinks

>You wanted this night to be good, so you slapped two large monsters in your hands and went back to Trixie

>You show her the can

“This, my Great and Powerful Trixie, is the beast of devoured dreams.”

>”…What?”

 

1/2

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/26/14(Sun)21:26 UTC-5 No.15929755

Replies: >>15929887 >>15930302

 

>>15929719 #

 

“It’s my retarded euphemism for, ‘Drink this and you’ll feel wide awake’.”

>You open the can in front of her with your trusty fingers, and she hesitantly takes it with her levitation

>To show her it’s not toxic, you open your own and take a sip

>You try your best to conceal the tart constriction you always get when you take that first sip, and you motion for her to follow suit

>Trixie looks at the can itself, and finally raises it to her lips

>She makes the cutest sourpuss face you’ve ever fucking seen

>Then she takes a huge, ballsy drink

>She exhales after downing nearly half the can in one go

>”This is so much better than that cheap Flim & Flam cider Trixie’s been living off of!”

>You pussy

>It was her first monster and she beastmoded

>You’ve had experience since it first came out and you still couldn’t get a mouthful without choking

“I’m glad you like it. Now, we’re going to have some fun. Follow me-“

>Trixie was literally finishing up her Monster

>You silently walk back to the kitchen and get the rest of them

 

2/2 always looking for critique on character

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/26/14(Sun)21:49 UTC-5 No.15930302

Replies: >>15930380 >>15930414 >>15930544 >>15930654 >>15930752 >>15931665

 

>>15929887 #

Thanks man, it really is appreciated!

>>15929755 #

 

>You toss her another one

>Scratch that, she pulls one out of your arms directly and opens it herself

“Be careful with how much you drink, it gets dangerous after four or so, alright?”

>She may or may not have heard you, as she was still drinking

>You shrug, and tap her on the shoulder with your foot to get her to follow you

>You had a 2 bedroom apartment, but as the lonely fuck you are, you made the second one into your personal haven

>You both walk in, and she stops drinking for a moment to take a proper look

>There were shelves upon shelves of displayed video games

>Consoles too, ones that have long since been forgotten

>All the extra money of what you should’ve saved for a normal house went into this room

>You even have a few plushies of Donkey Kong, Banjo Kazooie and Rainbow D—

>You instantly throw a monster at the top left corner of your room, knocking down a large portion of plushies

>Trixie gets startled, and looks at you dumbfoundedly

>”What was that for?”

>She didn’t see it

“Sorry, I saw a… spider… on the wall there and it freaked me out. I’ll pick up the pieces.”

>Crisis averted

>You set your load on the table within, going to the corner behind the TV to pick everything up

>You stash the Dash plushie behind the shelf of the TV, and set everything else back up

>You look at your massive collection of co-op games, looking for something really good

 

What should Anon and Trixie play, /mlp/?

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived  Trixiefag Sun Jan 26 22:44:43 2014 No.15931665

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15931665

Quoted by: >>15931691 >>15931696 >>15931733

 

>>15930891

>>15930302

 

>You decide to go a little bit ABSOLUTELY OLD-SCHOOL

“Alright Trixie, I showed you one of humanity’s more recent pieces of entertainment, now I’m going to go a bit back. Okay, more like 25 to 30 years back, but you’ll love this.”

>Trixie at this point was just as awake as when you first met, and possibly getting a bit hyper

>”You call that abomination Bruno entertainment? Trixie wonders what you have in store for her now. And she has a feeling vomiting this ‘energy’ drink will not be pleasant, so you watch your step!”

“Trust me, this one isn’t gross. Now, you just watched a movie, but now we’re going to get a little more interactive. Everything you see on these shelves are called video games, games you play on the screen through the use of the controller, and the devices on here are the various consoles that you can play the video games on. Follow?”

>She nodded impatiently. ”Yes, yes, get on with it!”

>You wonder if you should’ve let her have the second monster

“Anyways, I’m not going to go into the big details of it right now because that’d be boring. For now, all you need to know is that you’re going to be playing….. This.”

>You moved across your shelves as you were talking, and pick out the original NES cover, flashing it to Trixie like it was your most prized possession, which it almost was

>BATTLETOADS [NES]

>”Are we battling with toads?”

“Not all titles are that specific, but, sort of.”

>You pick up your NES carefully off the shelf and plug it into the outlet and TV adapters

>You walk back to the loveseat set in the middle of the room, where Trixie was already sitting

>You take the small couch as an excuse to sit close to her, and you’re okay with that

>She doesn’t notice as she pulls the controller away from you with her magic

 

1/2

 

>> T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived  Trixiefag Sun Jan 26 22:45:59 2014 No.15931691

Quoted by: >>15931733 >>15942408

 

>>15931665

 

“Wh- Hey! You don’t even know how to play yet!”

>”You sound like Trixie’s old schoolteacher, Anon, let’s get this show on the road!”

>What have you done

>You gave Trixie a Monster

>Now she, is the Monsters

>In any case, you power up the TV with the remote as you take another look at Trixie

>Since she was too busy looking and pressing at the various buttons of the old NES controller, and bouncing worse than Ponka, you really took a good look at her form

>Not even sexually

>It was amazing how well it worked

>You thought about how 2D pones looked a hundred times better than the SFM models you saw floating around on the internet

>Who would give to see a pony in real life, like you are now?

>Your philosophical thoughts were interrupted by the sudden blaring theme of Battletoads, and you both stared ahead at the new challenge that awaited

 

2/2 thisshouldbefun.jpeg

 

Quoted by: >>15942425

 

Time to break the feels up a little bit.

>>15931691

 

>The start was a little bumpy

>Trixie was hard-pressed to even listen to your directions because of the liquid energy coursing through her veins

>She was on her fourth Monster by the time the first cutscene dropped out, revealing the title character on the barren landscape

“Okay, Trix, the number at the top left is your score, the hearts next to it are your health bar. If you get hit, it drops, and if it runs out you die, make sense?”

>She had been flailing madly with the controller’s different buttons, but as soon as she figured out how to attack she already tackled the first two psycho pigs on the screen as you were talking

“How do you know how to run?”

>”Trixie isn’t stupid, if these buttons with the arrows on them move, you obviously move faster when you push really hard!”

>That wasn’t exactly true, but you weren’t about to correct her

>Her eyes were very wide, completely glued onto the screen as she subtly bounced up and down

>You decide it’d be best if you at least kept the monsters out of sight for now, and start to slide them across the table

>That’s when a weird magical hoof thing slapped you right across the face

>Trixie just magichanded you!

 

1/?

 

>> T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived  Trixiefag Mon Jan 27 13:19:10 2014 No.15942425

Quoted by: >>15942437

 

>>15942408

 

“OW! What the hell was that for!?”

>”You think Trixie would let you take the beast away from me, anon!?”

>She promptly levitates another monster forcefully out of your grasp as she simultaneously had already been attacking the golden stick thing that you never learned the name of into a pulp

>In the midst of attacking and mashing the b button, she had accidentally picked up one of the sticks

>She barely even noticed as she used the stick to beat on more pigs

>That’s when you realized you’re not going to have to teach her much at all

>You sat back and took another long drink of your own monster, paying a bit more attention to Trixie and her consumption of the energy drink than the game

>

“Just keep dropping! Drop down—hit that bug thing! Juggle him!”

>”I’m trying, I’m trying, hold your horses!”

>topkek.

>It’s only been about 20 minutes, and she’s already pretty much mastered the game after you guided her on what exactly to do

>You’re not sure, but your best guess is the combination of being hopped up on sugar and taurine, and having magic do all the controller work for you is a potent fusion

>You’ve completely foregone the fact that Trixie now has a pile of 8 cans of monster strewn across the floor in front of her

>You yourself had caught up with 5

“Yeah, doing good doing good, just keep off those electric pad things, and keep dropping!”

>Soon you were already at the mach speed section, and Trixie was dominating it

>She was even using the hug-the-right-side-of-screen technique to make sure she didn’t fall

>This groove continued into the ice level

>But that’s when it happened

>She began to get a little stuck on the golden spike shells, constantly getting hit back

>When she registered the fact she wasn’t progressing, she grunted in frustration

>”C’mon, you worthless, spineless idiots, let me through!”

 

2/?

 

>> T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived  Trixiefag Mon Jan 27 13:20:00 2014 No.15942437

Quoted by: >>15942488 >>15942493 >>15942561 >>15942612

 

>>15942425

 

>Her act had dropped a long time ago, but you weren’t even paying attention

“You gotta time it, start from that left pillar and wait until he’s hitting the far one before you jump.”

>”I’m trying, but it’s not working, see?! Look!”

>She was indeed waiting for it, but now it looked like she was having trouble with pulling off the jump

>And because of this, she died

>Her jaw just dropped as the taunting black and white screen showered her vision with GAME OVER

“Hey, don’t sweat it Trix—“

>“GAME OVER!? WHAT THE BUCK!?”

“Damn!”

>You put a finger in your ear to check for blood

>”SO THAT’S IT THEN, I’M DEAD? THIS IS NOT FAIR, I SPENT ALL OF THIS TIME GOING SO FAR AND IT JUST DECIDES WHEN I’M DONE PLAYING? EXPLAIN THIS, ANON!”

>She had physically thrown the controller to the ground, her eyes ablaze like before, her horn giving her entire body a magical aura and a hoof pointing at the game over screen

>The continue number was at 5

>You had scooted to the edge of the loveseat, but it didn’t give much room

“Trixie—“

>”IF YOU THINK I’M GOING TO DO ALL OF THAT AGAIN YOU’RE SADLY MISTAKEN!”

“YOU DON’T HAVE TO, THERE’S A CONTINUE FEATURE!”

>”…Continue feature?!”

>You push her back down on her rump to get to the controller, hastily pressing the start button right before the timer struck 0

>[Level 4: Arctic Caverns]

>You both look at the saving throw

>Then you look at each other

>Your hand was on her chest, fingers pressed in her fur

>In your rush to push her, she had grabbed around your waist with her hooves in instinct

>You were pretty much on top of her, to boot

>You also felt something wet on your pants

 

I wonder what's wet...

3/3

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived  Trixiefag Mon Jan 27 13:33:31 2014 No.15942612

Quoted by: >>15942776

 

>>15942437

>>15942493

>>15942488

>>15942561

kay

 

>You were both melting with so much spaghetti it’s a miracle Italy didn’t call

>You were the first to move, slowly sitting back as you nonchalantly cleared your throat.

>Trixie does the same, looking back at the screen as she takes the controller back up. Her face was redder than yours.

>”…What’s that smell?”

>Oh yeah, the wet thing

>You look down

>You instantly get up and walk across the opposite side of the couch before Trixie could get a good look at your predicament

>”Hey, where are you going?”

“J-just to the bathroom real quick, n-no worries!”

>You make it to the bathroom, shutting the door behind you as you cover your face in your hands

>You had a lot of Monster

>Trixie just screamed at you with power literally seeping from her body

>It’s no wonder that you pissed yourself sorry nope but at least its reversed, but you still feel an intense shame, only mitigated by the sweet relief that she didn’t even know what had happened

>You heard Battletoads blaring in the game room as you start to undo your pants, setting them on the side of the tub

>You were now bottomless as you think carefully

>You forgot a step here

”Anon you dipshit, you forgot to get a clean pair…”

>You did not want to put those piss stained pants back on, it was uncomfortable as it was

>You slowly open the door to the bathroom to make sure Trixie was still in the game room

>Her eyes were indeed glued to the screen, already back at the spike shells

>She wouldn’t be looking back, so you swing open the door

>Dive across the hallway with your flopping dick

>Roll into the bedroom

>Close and lock the door behind you

>You press your ear up against the door just to be safe

>Trixie didn’t even budge, she was still yelling at the spikes

>thankyoubasedcircumnstances.gif

 

I've done this once before

 

>>      T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived  Trixiefag Mon Jan 27 13:45:35 2014 No.15942776

Quoted by: >>15942969

 

>>15942612

 

>With no other worries, you washed up with the water bottle in your room so you didn’t have to trek back to the bathroom

>Clean boxer briefs

>Boxer Briefsfag, what about it?

>And some comfortable sweatpants

>You were just adjusting the waistline of them when you suddenly realized something

>Battletoads was paused

>Trixie wasn’t yelling

>You run over to your door and swing it open, looking through the hallway into the game room

>She was gone

>You knew better but for some reason your mind and heart started to race

>Before you had time to worry though, a sound pierced the silence of your home

>Flush.wav

>You exhale your lungs as you wipe the sweat off your brow

>Jeez, you really freaked when you didn’t see her

>In fact, you normally wouldn’t have cared if you had pissed yourself, it’s happened plenty of times when bullies screwed with you on the playground

>But you were so jumpy around her

>It’s like you didn’t want anything to defile the way she saw you

>You valued it too much

>You didn’t even realize how close you’ve gotten to her over this last day

>You loved her, anon, you sly devil

>And your little voice in your head couldn’t defend against that sudden thought

>You walk over to the bathroom door, plastered with the biggest, doofiest grin on your face

>Knockknock

“You alright in there, Trixie?”

>”Trixie should say the same to you, anon. She didn’t know you… had issues, with this.”

>…what

>OH SHIT

 

>>      T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived  Trixiefag Mon Jan 27 14:01:24 2014 No.15942969

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>>15942776

 

“…Uh, h-uhhh..”

>Smoother than soft jazz

>You’re a fucking idiot

>Why would you leave your crotchstains in there for her to see?

>You might be running on artificial ingredients, but surely you should’ve put together that Trixie had way more to drink than you did

“Uuh, T-Trixie, I don’t… I don’t usually…

>”Yes?”

>…

“I don’t usually, have problems with that, but… you see, you…”

>”Spit it out, Anonymous.”

>Sounds of running water as she cleaned herself

“….You scared the shit out of me and I must’ve had a packed bladder…”

>Faucet stops

>The bathroom door opens to reveal a freshened up Trixie

>”Oh… Well… …”

>It was your turn to look at her

>”….For what it’s worth… Trixie, apologizes.”

>She brushes past you, trotting quickly back into the game room

>You thought you were crazy at first

>But this whole thing has been crazy from the getgo

>The Great and Powerful Trixie just apologized to you

>To you

>

>Sitting back down, Trixie was starting on her tenth (and counting) can, instantly picking up on the second half of the arctic caverns

>You really wanted to stop her from drinking so many, as you know people who’ve gone to the hospital for doing exactly that

>But she just went to the bathroom, so it was hopefully diluted enough not to matter

>You were going to be sure to keep her from chugging, though

>Back at the spikeshells

“Okay, when you do this, you need a running start, and you want to press the jump button at the edge of the pillar while the spikes are bashing the other one, then jump as soon as you hit the ground again.”

>”…So… Like this?”

>Trixie ran, timed it out

>The spike’s top pixel brushes just past the toad’s foot

>Hit the ground

>Jump again

>And she was over

>”YES!”

"NICE!"

>You two hug it out, hoof and hand over the shoulders

>It wasn't even weird

>And your thoughts suddenly return

>You did love her

>But not in the way you would've thought...

 

Quoted by: >>15943452

 

>>15942969

 

>[Level 8: Intruder Excluder]

>Things were getting trippy

>You had ordered a big daddy-sized cheese pizza about an hour ago

>You’ve both been eating on and off for the last two

>She loved pizza, it seems

>You might have accidentally turned Trixie into the archetypical gamer

>But you loved this

>You haven’t had this much fun since grade school when you used to do this with your cousin

>Sitting around with soda and pizza, talking and laughing all through the night

>Playing retro games

>Except this wasn’t your cousin

>This was the Great and Powerful Trixie

>And she was coasting through Battletoads with no hooves

>As you’ve been sitting here thinking, she’s already at the white-armored boss that you forget the name of

>Bam

>Splat

>Pow

>Already dead

>You’re cheering her on as she blows through it

>Hugging it out at moments of true victory

>Laughing at screw-ups instead of raging

>You even played a few of the parts Trixie was having trouble with

>

>At the final peak of dawn, when the sun was truly off the horizon, Trixie faced down with the Queen herself

>Trixie was an expert at this point, so you knew it was going to be quick

>Bam-tackle her tornado move

>She gets pissed

>Again and again

>Until finally, the final blow hits, and the Queen smacks her skull on the floor before the ending cutscene starts

>Trixie looked dumbfounded, her act dropping again as she looks at the screen and you at the same time

 

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>>      T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived  Trixiefag Mon Jan 27 14:38:30 2014 No.15943452

Quoted by: >>15943473 >>15943548

 

>>15943437

 

>”…Wh-wait, I beat her, right? I just won the fight?”

“That’s right.”

>”So, I beat the queen…”

“Uh-huh.”

>“…And that means…”

“Uh-huh.”

“I just beat the game?!”

“Watch your victory, Trixie, you’ve earned it.”

>She sat in stunned silence as the game plays itself

>>”Okay, let’s break out the sodas and junk-food, it’s party time!”

>You do as he says, thought you have been for the last hour or so

>At some point during the night you made Trixie switch from Monster to Pepsi

>You tried to give her 7-up, but she didn’t care for the taste

>There was a heated debate, but you made up soon afterwards

>It’s not like you haven’t been having fun all night, anyways

>>”And so, the Dark Queen is defeated once again – retreating into the shadowy margins of the galaxy to recoup her losses… Until the next time…”

>The ship flies by, and Battletoads was finally finished

>It took 6 hours

“Well Trixie, you’ve just beat your first video game. I’d congratul…”

>You looked at her midsentence, and trailed off

>She was dead asleep on the cushion, the controller tucked on her belly

>When Trixie wasn’t shouting or walking with her snout up, she could be a really cute pony

>Of course, you thought she was the cutest anyways

>You smile at her sleeping form, knowing your mission was accomplished

>You set out to help Trixie tonight, help her forget her troubles that had been weighing on her shoulders for so long

>And you did

>You’re pretty sure she’s had the greatest night of her life, and you would see to it that it has a proper ending

 

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>> T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived  Trixiefag Mon Jan 27 14:39:45 2014 No.15943473

Quoted by: >>15943587 >>15943728

 

>>15943452

 

>Silently turning off the TV and NES, you very slowly pick her up, cradling her in your arms

>You were much more tender and appropriate this time, not wanting to wake her in the slightest

>You carried her off into the bedroom, setting her down under the quilt in the warm, heated room that you never turned the heat off in

>You tuck her in, your fingers brushing the mane out of her eyes

>And you kiss her at the base of her horn

>She smiled in her sleep, curling into the warmth of your own bed

>And you couldn’t be happier.

>Backing out of the bedroom, you take a quick peek at the clock before closing the door softly

>8:30 am

>Dear lord

>You were starting to crash yourself, but you didn’t have anything to do for the day, and Trixie is out

 

What should anon do, /mlp/?

 

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Thanks for being patient guys, and any critique is welcomed/wanted

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)00:28 UTC-5 No.15953764

Replies: >>15953785

 

>>15953500 #

a bit of a prelude to what I was trying to write, trying to get the creative juices flowing

 

>Falling asleep where you stand wasn’t a bright idea

>Thankfully, a putrid odor suddenly tackles your nostrils

>You open your eyes and realize it’s coming from the bathroom

>You go over and open the door, find piss-stained pants draped over the tub

>You completely forgot about those after Trixie apologized to you

>You might as well start a load of laundry before you pass out, you think

>Gather up the dirty clothing, drape it over the side of the wastebin

>You’re not feeling well at all

>You miss the doorknob of the laundry room

>Miss again, and you drop the wastebin on your toe

>MOTHER OF GOD

>You fall to the side and catch the wall, clutching your toe

>It was just a basket of clothes, why the hell did it hurt so badly?!

>Wait, you remember stubbing your toe on the doorframe yesterday

>You take the time to make a detailed examination of your right big toe that was throbbing

>There was a very painful looking black bruise on the side, and the same side’s toenail was very dark, and the tip of the toenail itself had been split down the center

>You didn’t see anything wrong with it before and it hasn’t hurt, so this was surprising

>You’ll probably have to go to the doctor for this one

>The pain is pulsating, throbbing with your heartbeat

>You gingerly set down your foot and continue with your laundry, awake from the adrenaline

>Bottle of Bounty

>Set machine on medium load

>Dump everything in, including sloppy measurement of Bounty

>Close the lid

>Close the laundry door

>You were reeling

>You had a dull throb in your foot and you couldn’t keep your eyes open

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)00:29 UTC-5 No.15953785

Replies: >>15955281

 

>>15953764 #

 

>You stumble to the kitchen, using every last bit of will to get to your fridge

>There was a notepad you usually used as a shopping list

>Tear off new page

>>”…. Get doc apt for toe…”

>One last thought before blackness overtook you

>>”…Get savings remanded for Trix..”

>You barely finish writing her name legibly before the marker makes a big line down the page

>Doesn’t matter, still wrote it

>You suddenly find yourself sitting against the counter

>Slumping to the floor

>Blackness

>Dreaming

>Trixie

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)02:07 UTC-5 No.15955281

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>>15953785 #

pic unrelated, just found it toplel

 

>Your eyes were so crusted over you couldn’t even open them

>You spend what felt like hours trying to wipe them

>Haven’t felt this tired in a long time

>And why was your toe aching?

>Finally get eyes open, sunlight peering through your low window

>You’re half-sitting, half-laying on the kitchen floor

>The memories suddenly flood your mind

>The entire night with Trixie seems to flash through your brain involuntarily, as well as the aftermath

>So you remember how you got here

>But you don’t remember there being a blanket draped over you… or gauze around your toe

>You end up yawning, and during this you looked up

>The fridge

>You couldn’t help but think that something was missing

>You see all of your magnets on there, same position as always

>Cheap little thumbprint mood detector

>Various soda magnets you collected over the years of winning random sweepstakes

>Shopping list-- Oh, it’s blank

>Where was the note you wrote?

>No matter, you had more important things to worry about

>You get yourself up slowly, your back cracking in protest at having to sleep on the hard floor all day

>Thankfully the counter was there to help

>Look down to see blanket revealing white on your toe

>Oh, your toe was destroyed, that’s what that pain was, and why it was gauzed

>Wait, you never gauzed your toe

“Trixie?”

>You didn’t say it too loudly in case she could still be asleep

>You hobble out of the kitchen to the livingroom

>It was 3:30 in the afternoon, the sun now blazing through your front window

>You slept for 7 hours

>No wonder your back was giving you grief

“Trixie, you up?”

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)02:08 UTC-5 No.15955304

Replies: >>15955394 >>15955786

 

>>15955281 #

 

>Still no answer

>You throw the blanket on the couch, and hobble to the hallway

>Wait

>You grab the bat off the floor near your front door, use as cane

>Bitchin’

>You walk a bit easier to the bedroom door, which was still closed

>You slowly open the door, and you see yourself in the mirror

>You were a complete disgusting mess with disheveled hair, baggy eyes and a 5 o’clock shadow

>You look down a little further to see your equally disgusting companion sprawled out all over the bed

>Trixie wasn’t all that different from you, now that you think about it

>Maybe that’s why there was a connection there, and why she’s here now

Ding, dong.

>huh

Ding, dong.

>Trixie stirred, stretching out her body

>You suddenly look back at the front door

Din-din-ding, dong

>You don’t remember inviting anyone over

>”…Anon, who izzat…”

>Trixie seemed to be awake, but not by much

>You, however, were on the brink of a heart attack

>You slam the door shut, accidentally startling her in the process, and you cane-walk to your peephole

>Look through it, and your jaw drops

>It was your boss!

>Why was he here? Working in a music studio 3 days a week doesn’t warrant anything important enough to have your boss come down to your stank-ass apartment!

>>”Anon, it’s Harry. Are you home?”

>You think you swallowed your tongue, because you can’t even make a squeak

>It wasn’t so much that you were worried about Trixie, she would stay in the bedroom

>But your house was a complete mess from last night, you look even worse, and his mere presence here makes you fear for your job

>You have to answer him, say something!

“Gh… G-uuh, yeah, hold on, I wasn’t expecting anyone. Can you give me a minute?”

>>”Eh, sure. Take your time, Anon…”

>He didn’t sound too enthusiastic, but you’d have to worry about that later

>How the hell were you going to tidy up in ‘a minute’?

 

What should anon do, /mlp/?

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I want Nehem's sack, no homo

 

TGAPTHA Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)02:27 UTC-5 No.15955496

Replies: >>15955561

 

>>15955443 #

>doubledubs

 

>You throw open your door with swagilish dongdiddly posture

>He looks shocked

>Pull a 5 dollar bill out of your crack

"Broseph, Hairy, lemme give you a job, mmkay? Sit there and look pretty while I get handy"

>Throw him up against the wall Terminator style

>Stuff the dollar in his mouth

>Stare him in his fearful eyes as you monkeyslap his piddlydick

>cum with the force of a thousand suns

>Fires you

>You and Trixie are now homeless

>"Anon, why didn't you give him a ten?"

"I don' give no fatass micropenis no ten, bitch."

>Totally worth it

 

[CONFUSING END]

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)02:52 UTC-5 No.15955786

Replies: >>15955802

 

>>15955304 #

 

>Alright, no need to panic

>Your home wasn’t exactly that far off from the studio, maybe he actually was just stopping by?

>Either way, you need to go out there and talk to him

>You weren’t about to show him the state of your home, after all

>You make sure the padlock on the door is still fastened before half-sprinting, half limping back to your bedroom

>When you open it, Trixie was tidying her mane with one of your brushes in the mirror

>”Anon, who was that at the door… Are you alright?”

“No time for that, Trix, I need you to stay in the bedroom for a little while, okay?”

>She groans in protest, but she doesn’t say anything else, instead opting to watch your jagged, twisted morning movements

>Or was that afternoon movements?

>No time for talk, get some better pants

>Look through your drawers

>Jeans would do

>Undo the rope of your sweatpants and drop them

>Your toe burns with unwanted vigor as you jerk the pants off of your gauze

>”A-anon!”

>You look up at her

>She was blushing intensely and giving you a thought-breaking stare

“What?”

>”Do you mind?”

“I have underwear on! Don’t worry about it, you’re naked right now yourself, aren’t you?”

>”B-… W-.. That’s not the poi… Ghhh!”

>She threw the brush back on the dresser and threw herself under the covers

>You’d have to apologize later, but right now you had to get these jeans on

>You finally get your big fat gauzetoe through the hole and eventually find your sneakers to slap on

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)02:53 UTC-5 No.15955802

Replies: >>15962175

 

>>15955786 #

 

Ding, dong

>What, really? Harry seemed like a nice guy, he’s never shown impatience before

>Something must be seriously wrong

>Or maybe it’s because it’s been nearly five minutes and you haven’t combed your hair yet

>Son of a bitch, seven!?

“C-COMING, ONE SEC!”

>You start clawing at the loops in your hair, not messing with the brush at all

>Out of the bedroom

>Slam the door

>Hobble to the front

>Unlock the padlock

>Undo the main lock

>Undo the main lock

>Undo the main lock

“You piece of shit I swear I will cut you out of the frame if you do not co-operate!”

>You tried to keep your mumbles down to a minimum

>Finally you’re able to throw open the door

>You instantly close it behind you as you greet your boss with as much courage as you can muster

 

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The conversation will be revealed tomorrow. Stay tuned for the next episode of TGAPTHA orsomethingidunno, critique is always welcome

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)15:17 UTC-5 No.15962175

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>>15962072 #

toplel, i came

>>15955802 #

 

>You give your best professional smile to Harry that you can possibly muster

“I’m really sorry about that, I had a bit of a rough night…

>>”It’s fine, just make yourself more available in the future, alright? Let’s go.”

“..Uh, go where?”

>>”Did you think I came down here just to say hello? Anon, guess who’s waiting down at the studio, right now?”

>You didn’t like where this was going

“… Shaka Kahn?”

>>”Funny, but no. Get your keys, we’re going to have an impromptu meeting with –the- teen idol, and I need you on the soundboard to make sure this runs smoothy, we’re doing a test run to see how everything goes. If this deal happens, Anon, we’re all getting raises. Big ones. And we’ll be converting into a conglomerate.”

>Teen idol

>You only knew a few of them, but they all made you want to vomit uncontrollably

“If I might ask, which one are you talking about?”

>>”Bieber, are you thick? Get your jacket, we need to go now.”

>Vomit incoming

>You successfully pass off your wretch as a weird cough, and you try to stall as you think of a way out of this

“Wait, Harry. What about Jamal, he’s been at the studio longer than I have, why didn’t you get him?”

>>”He wasn’t home today, but I got out of there before I could really check, because there was smeared shit all over his neighbor’s door and it was fucking disgusting. And no, Helena couldn’t come in either, but I’d rather have you than the newbie anyways.”

 

1/?

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)15:18 UTC-5 No.15962200

Replies: >>15962227

 

>>15962175 #

 

>Damnit, it looks like you had no choice

>You knew you had to leave

>But you couldn’t leave Trixie alone, at least not yet

>You had no idea how well last night worked, but you didn’t want to risk anything

>It wouldn’t be a very good gesture to bond with her all this time, helping her get through all of this, then just take off for 8 hours

>Which means she needed to go with you

>But how was she going to stay disguised…

>You needed to talk to her

“O-okay. But you need to give me about ten minutes, is that okay? Like I said, rough night, and I need to go sort everything out. Please, Harry?”

>He gave you a very discomforting look, and sighed heavily

>>”..Fine, I’ll make a call. You have ten minutes, starting now. Go.”

“Thank you, man, thanks. I’ll be right out!”

>You turn back to your door and turn the doorknob

>It won’t turn

>You look up at the doorframe, then back at the knob, and shake it wildly

>The padlock must’ve swung back into place when you closed the door behind you

>You were locked out

>You cockadilly whore, you locked yourself out of the apartment!

>>”You did not just do that, Anon.”

“… Don’t worry, I have a friend over, she can come unlock it.”

>YES, THIS WAS A WONDERFUL SITUATION

>You just hoped and prayed to Celestia (or Luna?) that she would get the hint you were going to throw out there

>Clear your throat

“T-trixie!”

>

“Trixie, can you hear me?”

>Your boss was staring at you incredulously

>>” ‘Rough’ night, huh Anon?”

>”…. Anon?”

“Trixie, I locked myself out. Can you let me… And my friend out here back in?”

>There was a pause

>“Your friend?”

“Yes, my friend. Actually, my boss from work. Can you uuh… Clean up, and let us in?”

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)15:20 UTC-5 No.15962227

Replies: >>15962350 >>15963110

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>>15962200 #

 

>Trixie was a smart pone, you had faith that she knew what you meant

>Please, please know

>Suddenly, a blue light eminates from under the door, and you put your feet up against it

“SON OF A BITCH!”

>You grasp your toe

>Harry comes up and steadies you by the shoulder

>>”Jesus, Anon. What did you do?”

“Gh, nothing, I just had an accident, it’s nothing major..”

“Are you ready yet Trixie?”

>”…Just a minute, Anon, this takes time, you know!”

“Right, sorry.”

>>”Don’t rush the ladies in the morning Anon, I know from personal experience. Shit, I’m sorry about doubting you before, now I know why you were taking so long.”

>You decide to roll with it

“Y-yeah..”

>The door makes metallic clings

>The door is slowly swept open, and your jaw hits the ground

 

3/3, more coming, always looking for critique

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)16:35 UTC-5 No.15963110

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>>15962847 #

it's gettin hot in here

>>15962227 # (Sorry for the filler for all this, i'm getting to the good parts don't worry plsdonthateme)

 

>She was nothing short of a Goddess

>Trixie had pulled off a very successful illusion, to the point where you thought she actually transformed

>She still had her normal mane color for her hair, and those vibrant eyes

>And she was covered with nothing except the thin blanket she draped over you while you were in the kitchen

>You may not want to do things like that to her but little anon was definitely awake now

>>”My my, Anon, you didn’t tell me you were such a charmer.”

>Your boss pushes you out of your own doorway

>He raises and takes Trixie’s ‘hand’, giving it a light kiss

>She was loving every second of it, simpering like a lady

>>”My name is Harry Smith, and you are simply stunning. Trixie, was it?”

>”Why yes it is…”

>Yeahthisisn’thappening

“Harry?”

>>”Hm?”

“I’ll be right with you, I think you have a call to make, right? Okay? Awesome, I’ll be right out.”

>You had placed yourself in between them as you were talking and made sure your boss was outside completely before shutting the door

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)16:36 UTC-5 No.15963127

Replies: >>15963144

 

>>15963110 #

 

>”Anon, what are you doing? It was cold out there, Trixie demands you welcome this guest!”

“Okay, don’t hate me…”

>She instantly gave you that look again

>Human or Pony, that look scared you, and your tone got significantly lighter

“My boss, is a bit of a player, okay? So I had to come up with a reason for me being in the state I was in, and h-he assumed..”

>”…Assumed what?”

>She was just as tall as you with this illusion and it was very intimidating

“W-well, he thinks… We’re… We’re an item, and we need to keep it that way.”

>Her face flushes

>”..Excuse me?”

“We’re not ACTUALLY together, we just… Have to keep that image, is that okay?”

>”You couldn’t have told him otherwise?”

“Did you really want him hitting on you?”

>”… Fine.”

“So, with that out of the way, it—“

>”You should still invite him in. It would be good reputation in your favor if you were a little more hospitable, right?”

>She was right, you just didn’t want him seeing your house like this

>Trixie walks back to the bedroom with her nose high in the air as you slump back to the door, defeated

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)16:37 UTC-5 No.15963144

Replies: >>15963613

 

>>15963127 #

 

>You open the door back up, seeing Harry still on the phone

>You wave him in, and he promptly steps inside after pausing to see what you meant

>You close the door behind him and you make your way to the bedroom behind Trixie

>You couldn’t help but think that the OP’s rules were actually pretty lenient, considering this illusion thing worked

>Back in the bedroom, and you start to get yourself ready for a long day ahead

“So, Trixie, I was meaning to ask you something.”

>“What’s that?”

“I figured this would be a good time to, train your magic, and I thought about, you know, not keeping you all cooped up in here. So, did you want to come with me?”

>She looked at you intently, deep in thought

>”Trixie –would- like to see where the mysterious Anon works, but she’s already straining her magic just keeping this form. She would be seen.”

“Well, I have a car, you can rest your magic while we drive down, and there’s a bathroom right across the hall where we’ll be working. You can go there and recharge as you need to, right?”

>She still looked uncertain, but you did not want to leave her here, not yet

>You go over and sit down next to her

“Just remember, if anything happens, I’ll be there to protect you. I won’t let anything happen to you, Trixie. And if things decide to go south at the studio, then I won’t hesitate to risk everything to make sure you’re alright. You got me.”

>”…Don’t t-try to make Trixie get all sappy again, Anon, that was a one time t-thing.”

>She sniffed and held back tears. Then she finally nodded.

>”Alright.”

 

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>Tfw you don't know how to count

If anyone has any suggestions, comments, or critique, it is always appreciated

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)17:09 UTC-5 No.15963613

Replies: >>15963726 >>15964746

 

>>15963144 #

 

>You rub her back in comfort, not wanting to try and hug her because of the illusion

>Too late for that, she was already around you

>You hug back, trying not to think about the fact that you feel fur when you’re touching skin

>After a moment, you slowly let her back and look at your closet

>You just remembered, you’re a hermit

>And a guy

“Damn, I forgot about that. We need to find you some clothes.”

>”No need, Anon. Just find Trixie an outfit that humans would consider normal, and she can manipulate her illusion to incorporate it. Just make it quick, because she’s running out of fuel…”

>You took another look at her, and she was indeed showing signs of fatigue

>You go over to your closet and pick out a set of jeans and a sweater that you never wore because of the questionable patterns

>You’re also able to find some old sneakers tucked away at the back of your closet

“Will this do?”

>Trixie gets herself up off the bed

>”Yes, the image is in Trixie’s mind now… Uhm, turn around.”

“What for?”

>She was looking away from you awkwardly

>”Just look away, alright? Trixie… doesn’t perform well under pressure. Happy?”

>What a load of shit

“You’re a traveling performer. You did this for a living, and you don’t perform well under pressure?”

>She gives you the full wrath of her human features, making every muscle contort for the angriest face she could possibly create

>”Fine, if you don’t want to turn around, I don’t care! This isn’t my body anyways!”

>And there goes the blanket

>Oh, that’s what she mea—HEEYAAAAAAAAAAA

>You instantly cover your eyes

>And that’s when it happened

>There was a knock at the bedroom door

>Trixie instinctively turned around to see who it was, after all, who wouldn’t

>But this wasn’t opportune

>Your hands dropped as Harry just strolls right in

>And silence

 

Wasn't going to post yet but here's a cliffhanger for ya'll

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)18:14 UTC-5 No.15964746

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>>15963613 #

 

>>”Oh, m-miss I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-”

>He wasn’t sorry

>He wasn’t even backing out of the room, just half-heartedly covering his eyes

>Trixie had stood there, stunned, until she realized what had happened

>She covers herself with the blanket again

>And you’re just rocketing out of the universe with jet engines of pure spaghetti

>And yet, you felt something else, a new emotion

“GET OUT, HARRY, FOR FUCK’S SAKE!”

>You didn’t mean it to be that loud, but this new emotion was very powerful, and made your throat sore

>They both looked at you with surprise and shock

>Harry promptly backs up and closes the door

>Finally, the emotion begins to recede

>But that didn’t explain how you managed to move halfway across the room and have your fists curled up so tight you were actually bleeding in your palms

>It was Trixie’s turn to look scared

>”…A-anon?”

>You didn’t even know what happened

“…I guess I got a little, carried away?”

>She was silent

“…I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to fly off the handle like that… Honestly, I didn’t know that was possible.”

>You can’t believe you let that happen

>Why did it happen?

Because you love her.

>Whoa, where did that come from?

>…In any case, you wipe your hands on the back of your jeans

>Trixie finally breaks the silence by shedding the blanket again, this time there being no objections

>You were already going to the door, anyways

>As she started to change her illusion, you quickly went out of your bedroom door and slowly approached a hostile boss

“Look, Harry, I’m sorry about that, I really am. It was just the heat of the moment, and I…”

>>”No, no… I shouldn’t have just barged in. I didn’t know you two were… that close.”

>Close?

>Was it that obvious, already?

“It’s alright… I didn’t know either, apparently. Okay, let me get my jacket now.”

 

1/2

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)18:15 UTC-5 No.15964764

 

>>15964746 #

 

>

>That was certainly an interesting experience

>In the span of 24 hours, a pony from a children’s cartoon has come to your doorstep delivered by a complete stranger

>She’s almost killed you twice

>You traded memories together through literal magic

>She broke down in front of you, and you comforted her

>You fed her

>Took her into your home

>Got her to watch one of the most offensive movies of the 21st century

>Got her to play one of the most iconic video games of the 20th century

>Had the most fun you’ve ever had in over 10 years with her

>Saw her naked, even if in an illusioned form

>And now she’s sitting here in your passenger’s seat, using one of your wetbrushes and a bar of soap to freshen up while you drove down to work to soundboard for one of the biggest jews on the planet

>You didn’t know how it was possible, but she was cute when she was frustrated

>She was trying so hard not to use her horn, to prepare her magic for the coming day

>It seems she was a bit out of practice with those hooves

>You offered to help, but you ended up nearly capsizing a Cadillac on the highway after you were getting her back with the brush

>That wouldn’t have been good for either of you, considering you’re driving a shitty ’92 Lincoln

>Trixie had been impressed by the shit-tier vehicle, however

>She insisted to take a look under the hood before we left home, further debilitating our efforts to get there in time for the teenpopstarjewnazi

>Needless to say, she was both astounded and confused by the automobile’s technology

>Thankfully, you all arrived at the studio in a record 35 minutes, and Trixie was ready to reapply that trusty illusion

>After some awkward greetings with you, Trixie and Harry, you all finally went inside to go meet the little girl hisself

 

2/2 And so ends the filler. Comments/critique always desired

 

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TGAPTHA Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)21:39 UTC-5 No.15968520

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>>15968152 #

I'll use this as an opportunity to give back to the community that has so welcomed me, with this

 

~Trixie Reacts to Don't Hug Me I'm Scared 2: TIME~

~This story is non-canon to TGAPTHA~

 

“What is it this time, Anon? It better be worth Trixie’s time.”

>You know it isn’t, but you don’t say anything

>You were browsing on the tube of you when you found TIME

>The sequel to one of the biggest clusterfuck shock vids on the site

>As soon as you finished that video, you know you had to make Trixie watch it

>Her reaction to Bruno was absolutely priceless, and you see no reason why this would be different

“Don’t worry, I swear that you won’t be bored.”

>”…Oddly specific.”

>She’s giving you that look again

>You love that look

>So does little anon

>Okay, crossing legs. It didn’t help she was sitting halfway on your lap to get a good look at your laptop screen from the couch

>You play the video, beginning the torture (for her)

>The title screen flashes, and Trixie shifts uncomfortably on your lap

>You felt her go backwards a little bit

>The puppets are sitting around, the ticking noise so abundant

>Trixie looks at the screen with massive distrust, like there’d be a jumpscare or something

>”… What? What’s this supposed to be? This red thing is made of yarn?”

>>”C’mon guys, quit mucking around. We’ve only got 5 minutes until the show starts.”

>>”That’s not enough time!”

>More silence

>”… Wait, wouldn’t you want the time to pass if you’re waiting for a show to come on? Trixie is confused..”

>>”There’s always enough time for a song.”

>”…Okay, the clock just spoke. Trixie isn’t going to be brainwashed or something?”

“Just keep watching.”

>”Trixie hates it when you say that, so much…”

 

1/4

 

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TGAPTHA Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)21:40 UTC-5 No.15968546

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>>15968520 #

~Non-Canon~

 

>She sighs lightly, and she’s backed up far enough to where she was laying on your chest

>The clock had dismounted itself from the wall, grew limbs, and was dancing to a piano

>If she wasn’t confused before, she definitely was now

>However, since there wasn’t anything majorly disturbing from this point, the initial shock subsided, and she watched the video play uncouthly

>>”Time is a tool you can put on the wall, or wear it on your wrist. The past is far behind us, and the future doesn’t exist.”

>>”Oh, what’s the time?”

>>”It’s a quarter to nine, time to have a bath!”

>Trixie had been subtly bobbing her head to the simple beat until the video took another random turn, and now she concentrated on what was happening

>>”What do you mean? We’re already clean!”

>>”Scrub scrub scrub ‘till the water is BROWN, Time is a ruler to measure the day, It doesn’t go backwards, only one way, watch it go ‘round like a merry-go-round, going so fast like a merry-go-round”

>The visuals began to get a bit questionable, with random splices of space and Claymation interspersed

>You decide to pause really quick

“How’s it so far?”

>She looks at you

>”Trixie is very… befuddled. It presents itself like a children’s rhyme, but… it most certainly isn’t. She doesn’t care to watch any more of this, Anon.”

“Just keep watching.”

“No.”

“Jus’ keep watchin’.”

“No!”

“Jus’ keep watchin’.”

>And you press play again, moving her face back to the screen

>Suddenly, the instruments grow in number and they’re walking through a British victorian-era town

 

2/4

 

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TGAPTHA Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)21:42 UTC-5 No.15968565

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>>15968546 #

~Non-Canon~

 

>>”Time is old, like a Victorian time.”

>>”With cobbles and plagues and speaking in rhymes!”

>>”With cobwebs and chimneys, it’s a simpler time!”

>>”With cobbles and sawdust and batteries and slime!”

>Trixie raised a hoof away from the screen, cringing as the slime-monster came out of the manhole

>The video keeps going with its nursery-rhyme theme past the trees and the apple part

>Then the sound suddenly distorts when the apple rots, the moon suddenly turning into the sun, and sound returns

>”What the buck?”

>It keeps going

>>”-Like birthdays, and camping!”

>>”I’m friends with my dad…”

>The video pans to the ‘dad’, another puppet with a crooked nose, single strands of hair and the music starts to distort slightly, completely interrupting the lyrics

>She wasn’t having much fun, you could tell

>After this, you were going to stop showing her so much weird shit

>But for now, you decided to sit back and enjoy the suffering

>The music plays again, more lyrics about time and now the puppets are walking through space, vivid imagery abound

>>”- It’s the future!”

>The music now adds a rather cheerful beat behind it, and a rather large machine is connected to the puppet’s heads

>>”Time is now, the future anew! Look at all the wonderful things you can do.”

>>”With gadgets, addresses, and e-mail addresses,”

>The one duck puppet was shaking

>>”My D-dad was… i-is a computer.”

>Another creepy stare by ‘Dad’

>The clock materializes in what could only have been a porn site on the computer, and continues the lyrics

>>”LOOK AT THE TIME!”

 

3/4

 

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TGAPTHA Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)21:43 UTC-5 No.15968590

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>>15968565 #

~Non-Canon~

 

>And so began the descent into madness

>Trixie had some powerful resolve for a being that was not anywhere near as corrupted as the average human, but she was still cringing at some of the weirder aspects

>”UGH! GH-“

>When the dead fish carcass came up on the tray, Trixie held a hoof to her mouth

“Almost there.”

>>”—Maybe time is just a construct of human perception, an illusion created by-“

>>”Beep beep BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP RAAP RAAP RAAP”

>You started laughing

>Trixie started to flinch each time another beep got louder and louder

>You had the volume on maximum

>And one of the puppet’s ears started bleeding, displayed in all its simple detail

>”That actually did hurt a little bit..”

>The music starts to crescendo

>>”Look at your hair grown, isn’t time strange, how it makes your appearance change?”

>Herewego.gif

>Hair starts falling

>The duck’s fingers start melting skin and feathers

>Trixie wretches again, her eyes now glued to the screen

>>”Gghhhaaaaaaaaaaaaa”

>The red haired puppet rips something out of his head

>More melting, bones

>”…Ooogh, that’s disgusting, why!?”

>Decrepit corpses

>>”Make it stop…”

>An eyeball falls out with an appropriate squishing noise

>>”It’s out of my hands, I’m only a clock. Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll be fine, but eventually everyone runs out of time…”

>Trixie was actually a bit green in the face, and there was a look of pure horror you haven’t seen on her yet

>The music recedes, and all that’s left is the ticking, the room unchanged

>Roll credits

 

4/5 I still can't count

 

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TGAPTHA Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)21:44 UTC-5 No.15968605

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>>15968590 #

~Non-Canon~

 

>

>You were chuckling silently the entire time the breakdown happened

>It looked like Trixie had no idea what to say or do

>So you broke the silence

“Soooo… How was it?

>She turns to look at you

>Sees the big goofy grin on your face

>She was still completely dumbfounded, mouth agape and eyes wide

>You don’t think she was going to be able to articulate anything

“And no, I promise I won’t make you watch anything else that weird.”

>You brush the mane out of her eyes

>And you kiss her horn, because why not

>She makes the cutest little yelp noise as you did so, and hoofs you across the face

>Totally worth it

>”None of that Anon, you only get to do that when you show Trixie something worth her time!”

>And with that, she gets off your lap and returns to the game room

>Oh well, you still got to kiss her horn without getting your head blown off.

>Missionsuccess.png

 

5/5 Dedicated to Obzedat, and the rest of the writefag team

 

Trixiefag 01/28/14(Tue)21:46 UTC-5 No.15968646

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>>15968605 #

 

Here's the video in question:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vtkGtXtDlQA

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Trixiefag  01/30/14(Thu)22:07 UTC-5 No.16007051Replies: >>16007071 >>16007352 >>16008962

>be me

>go to McDicks

>eat a steak, egg and cheese bagel

>go to /mlp/ all day for day off

>get stomach virus of some sort

>throw up

>throw up a lot

>dry heave through the night

>stick with it anyways

>dry heave until I vomit blood

>go to hospital

>have food poisoning and a stomach ulcer that popped

>blood fills stomach

>get stomach pumped

>get blood transfusion at fucking awesome hospital

>tfw if it hadn't been for the other writefags on rizon I'd most likely be dead right now

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag  01/31/14(Fri)13:41 UTC-5 No.16018743Replies: >>16018758 >>16018935

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>>16018714

Just follow the OP's rules, pick an option and go man. It's really fun, go ahead!

--

 

>The studio you worked at, while decently modest, was nothing to shake a stick at

>It had a very pristine lobby with various glass sculptures and a pearlescent, marbly sort of floor

>There were hundreds of different rewards, plaques, trophies and ribbons that have been collected by the studio's promising protogès that donated it to where they graduated, all displayed on the white pristine walls in individual glass casings

>It wouldn't hurt to mention this studio was probably the most advanced building in your entire county, being a hicktown from Ohio

>In fact, Trixie's current reaction was about right for what you did when you first walked in

>She was simply standing in awe at all of the intricate architecture, and the cleanliness of the studio

>"...It's not the Canterlot palace, but it's still simply stunning.."

>You put a finger on her lips when Harry and a few of your co-workers looked at her in curiosity

"It's a tourist attraction out in Europe, she's traveled a long way. Isn't that right, Trixie?"

>You give her a look that hopefully said 'You should know better'

>"...Uh, right, you-rope?."

>The studio manager came from one of the office doors within the hallway, instantly moving over to the group that had converged in the lobby

>>"I don't want to hear it, I don't care, you're here now Anon, let's get this show on the road. Justin's been waiting for the last hour, and his agent is pissed. We need to work some real magic, now-- Wait, who's the braud?"

 

1/2

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 T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag  01/31/14(Fri)13:42 UTC-5 No.16018758Replies: >>16018772 >>16018935

>>16018743

 

>He was eyeing over Trixie, and you could almost see her ego inflating

>”The Great and Powerful Trixie, sir. It’s a pleasure.”

>>”Great and Powerful? Stage name?”

>”I guess you could say it like that…”

>fucking based

>She was even cute when she was arrogant

“Well anyways, could I get a chance to talk to him, you know, apologize?”

>>”Might as well. Let’s roll, team. You can sit back in the sound room with us… Trixie, was it?”

>All of us started walking, making small talk

>You weren’t too pre-occupied talking to Harry, keeping an eye on the manager and Trix

>”Indeed.”

>>”So what exactly do you stage?”

>”I’m a very talented magician, if you must know.”

>>”Over in Europe, then?”

>She hesitated, looking back at you for a second

>You nod, making sure she doesn’t reveal too much

>”Yes, over there.”

>>”Nice to have another foreigner to keep the idol happy, I suppose. What kind of tricks do you do?”

>ohboyherewego

>Trixie stops in her tracks, giving a very mischievous smile

“Well, to be honest sir, her tricks are a bit too extravagant for these dinky hallways. She’s a major performer, after all.”

>Trixie got the hint behind what you said, but she gave you a very appreciative look anyways

>You give one back as the manager leads you into the waiting area

>”By the stars, this smells worse than Zecora’s hut!”

>You were very glad none of your co-workers knew about the show at that point

>And you’re also grateful for the headcanon that Trixie just gave you, because the air is completely saturated with hemp

>Harry and the manager smelled it too, but they were too pissy to say anything

>Especially since it was Biebs himself that was causing it. Him and his tourfriends, anyways

 

2/3 at least this time i have an excuse

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 T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag  01/31/14(Fri)13:43 UTC-5 No.16018772Replies: >>16018935 >>16019511 >>16020677

>>16018758

 

>>”Hello again, Mr. Bieber, are you feeling well?”

>>>”Cash, man…”

>You wanted to punch his throat so hard

>Then again, this is the first time you’ve met anyone famous, deserving or not

“Hey, Justin, just wanted to say sorry for taking so long… You alright?”

>His eyes were so glazed over, even had a bit of a red tint

>He was high out of his fucking mind, and he had to sing for us

>This was gonna be a while

>”Uhm, be right back, Trixie needs to use the bathroom..”

>You knew it was for her illusion recharge, but you couldn’t help but think she just wanted out of the air

>Either way, she left you there with three co-workers who suddenly just found out she speaks in the third-person

>You remind yourself to make her play Out of This World when you get back for revenge

“Yeah, it’s just a verbal tic. Hey! Let’s get everything set up and get this going, huh?”

 

So where do you think this situation will lead, /mlp/?

3/3

I'm still drugged up and all that, critique is always appreciated

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag  01/31/14(Fri)15:48 UTC-5 No.16020677Replies: >>16020692

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>>16018935

 

>

>That was ugly

>You were thinking about what had just transpired as you began monotonously flipping on power switches, throwing down the dials, and getting the soundboard ready

>Bieber’s manager came in and just threw a huge tantrum

>He didn’t like your tardiness, and he didn’t like Bieber’s public display of snoop pride

>That’s when Harry stepped in and started defending you

>You were still guilty about shouting at him before, because he really was a good friend

>Even if he was a lecherous swinger

>They were arguing so long, getting your manager into it, that Trixie was able to come back before they had stopped

>You knew this deal was going to be bumpy, so you shut your mouth and inferred Trixie to do the same

>She was content, and was busy looking at the way you seamlessly know exactly where to put your fingers on the complicated soundboard

>Flipping up specific switches and putting the CDs (which you corrected her from DVDs, noting the difference) into the recording booth

>For being so great and powerful, she always seemed to be impressed by your actions

>You never really thought about it, but the way she looked at you just made you feel… happy. It was like when you did something heroic without even realizing it, and everyone was cheering for you

>Except it was just Trixie’s awe that made you feel a million times better than that

>When you found her looking at you, you had looked back

>You both were smiling, looking at each other’s eyes all of a sudden

>And for that moment, nothing else mattered to you

>This was something you were going to do for her, not for them

>>”Recording session one, tape one, live feed mix on the next screen. Fred, make sure the frequencies don’t interfere on the drum sets again, we haven’t fixed it yet. Anon, raise the levels of Mic. #3, 6, and … 4, up slightly. Little more… Alright, everything checks out. Mute and wait, gentleman… and lady.”

 

1/3

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 T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag  01/31/14(Fri)15:50 UTC-5 No.16020692Replies: >>16020716 >>16020872

>>16020677

 

>

>Where’d he go?

>Oh, there he is, laughing his ass off with his tourband, high as a kite

>You watch as they trail off their train of thought multiple times, until they finally get to their positions and ready themselves

>You took a quick glance at the studio manager, who was still fuming about the argument

>It looked like he was contemplating his life when he had a weedhead popstar in the input booth, looking for a reason why he was still doing this

>You felt kind of bad for him, so you turn off the voice receiver

“Hey, Mr. ?”

>>”What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, just..”

>Now everyone was staring at you in the recording booth

>Before, you would have beta’d instantly and shrunk halfway down your seat

>But after everything with Trixie and getting through barriers you never thought you’d break down…

“I just wanted to say that even if this is going to fucking suck, if we make this deal all our lives are going to be a lot better. There’s a reason we’re putting up with this whole thing, right?”

>Harry was ecstatic

>>”Anon, now you’re speaking my language.”

>The voice receiver is pressed again

>>”Alright, Justin, whenever you’re ready.”

>

>You didn’t have much else to do while the actual recording happened

>Besides ejecting the bum disc whenever there was a bad recording, reloading it, and making sure everything’s running before trying again

>Which happened, a lot

>>”Recording session two, tape twenty-five, live feed mix on the next screen… Let’s go from the third verse and keep trying. You’re doing great, guys.”

>You could feel the thickness of the lie within that last sentence

 

2/4 just 50 characters over, too

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 T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag  01/31/14(Fri)15:51 UTC-5 No.16020716Replies: >>16020744

>>16020692

 

>It’s been nearly five hours now

>Thankfully, everyone was too tired to notice Trixie had excused herself to the bathroom seven times so far

>The time between her breaks was slowly broadening, but not by much

>Each time, however, she always came back in no less than 15 minutes

>It’s been over 40 minutes this time

>You were gravely concerned, constantly looking at the door

>But you couldn’t leave, you were three quarters of the way through the song now

>You had to go in there and see what was wrong

>Apparently, your concern was showing on your face

>>”Alright, before we start, let’s take a ten minute break. Some of us needs to clear our heads, and some of us need to use the squatter, I’m guessing. Back at 8:30, sharp.”

>Your concern looked like you had to take a shit

>Good to know

>Either way, it worked out perfectly for you

>You pat the manager on the shoulder and walk quickly outside, throwing yourself into the girls’ bathroom before anyone saw you

>You’ve never been in the girl’s bathroom before, but it wasn’t time to lose your shit

>You had a pony to care for

“Trixie? Where are you?”

>”Anon?”

“Yeah, it’s me. Are you alright?”

>She was in the last stall over, and just in case anyone decided to walk in, you go hop into the stall next to her and sit down

>”Trixie was just taking another break, recuperating her magic. You shouldn’t be in here, you know!”

“I was worried, Trix. You’ve been out here nearly 40 minutes, do you realize that?”

>She was silent for a moment

 

3/4

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag  01/31/14(Fri)15:52 UTC-5 No.16020744Replies: >>16020809 >>16020964 >>16022737

>>16020716

 

>”Alright, maybe she’s been gone for a little longer than… usual.. But I’m fine, see?”

>There was suddenly a powerful blue light emitting from her stall

>It was absolutely majestic, and you’ve only seen the light coming from it

>She steps out of the stall, showing her illusioned shoes under your own

>”The reason Trixie stayed in here was because… Well, don’t take this the wrong way anon, but this Justin character is just a foul-mouthed little foal with a nice voice. And he can’t even use it right!”

>Oh, how you would give to record that line and throw it up on youtube

“You have no idea how happy that makes me, Trix.”

>She gave a bit of a snide laugh when she realized what you meant

>”I’m fine now, let’s g—“

>The bathroom door opened

>You couldn’t see who it was, but there was an invading scent of hash

 

Who do you think it is, /mlp/?

4/4

>tfw 4 parts gets interrupted. i forgive you fronk, just rub on me some later

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag  01/31/14(Fri)17:54 UTC-5 No.16022737Replies: >>16022754 >>16022783

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>>16020744

 

>You tuck your knees into your stomach instantly

>You didn’t want to be caught here, after all

>”Excuse me, what are you doing in the ladies’ room?”

>>>”It’s cool, baby, I just wanted to see your face again.”

>Justin’s getting himself into trouble

>It’s not like he had enough with the last time he was partying around, that drag-racing incident wasn’t taken lightly

>”Well, as flattering as that is, you’re trespassing, and you should probably leave, before something happens.”

>The tone of her voice near the end sent shivers down your spine

>How did Twilight ever stand up to her, again?

>>>”Chill, babe, I just wanted to come talk to you. I’ve seen some girls before, but never like you.”

>”What do you mean?”

>>>”You’re really hot…”

>His voice was half-assed and slurred because of his high

>And you were about ready to tear off the stall door and beat him with it

>You think your hands are bleeding again, but you weren’t paying attention

>>>”-and nobody else is around… maybe we could mess around a little?”

>”Again, flattering… But you’re obviously not in your right mind.”

>>>”C’mon, I saw you lookin’ at me.”

>”Everyone was looking at you because you’re famous (whyever it happened)… Trixie’s just trying to be nice, but you’re making it rather difficult.”

>You could hear footsteps now

>>>”Baby, you don’t know what you’re missing, just give me one kiss-“

>”What are you doing?”

>>>”Just tell me when to stop, girl…”

>”HEY! Touch Trixie again and she’ll make you wish you’d been born a girl!”

>Struggling

 

1/3

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 T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag  01/31/14(Fri)17:55 UTC-5 No.16022754Replies: >>16022770

>>16022737

 

>You could hear a sudden struggle, and you rocketed to your feet, slamming open the door and about to cave his skull in

>As you did, you watched it happen

>Trixie had gotten onto her hands, the illusion shaking slightly

>BUCK!

>Right in his fucking non-existent balls

>He screamed out like a helpless girl, further confirming theories of his true gender

>Wiping your hands on your already crusty jeans, you just watched him writhe in agony as Trixie sets herself back on all fours, and then get up from her illusioned hands

>All of your anger was completely replaced with supressed laughter and amusement

“Trixie… you just busted Justin Bieber’s balls.”

>”Did you know what he was trying to do?”

“Yes, that’s… that’s w-why it’s funny!”

>Your voice cracked on funny, and you just completely lost it

>Thankfully, most of the walls inside the studio were soundproofed to keep reverb down, including the bathroom

>Trixie was completely dumbfounded at your reaction, just a blankly surprised stare

>You willed yourself to calm down, wiping your face of tears as you go to his writhing form, and you look at his pitiful state

>You grab him by the collar and raise him up with a little difficulty

>You make a mental note to start working out some more

>You set him leaning against the counter, and you make him look at you

 

2/3

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 T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag  01/31/14(Fri)17:56 UTC-5 No.16022770Replies: >>16022787

>>16022754

 

“Hey, Justin?”

“Dude, you got knocked the hell out, for trying to take advantage of my girlfriend.”

>He was rather unresponsive, clutching his area and still whimpering

“Listen, I’ll be willing to forget what happened here, I’ll forget what you just tried to do, if you go in there and tell your agent that you want the deal with the studio, got it?”

>He didn’t answer, and you open his bloodshot eyes to make him look at you

“Got it?”

>He manages a quick nod, and you prop him up on your shoulder, looking back at Trixie

“It’s not like he would’ve been able to do it. I know you’re a lot tougher than he is anyways.”

>”Trixie doesn’t think it would take much”

>Take the wet cloth and apply it gently to the burn

>The three of you go out of the bathroom, Trixie first to make sure the coast was clear

>Turns out everyone else was waiting for you guys when you got back in

>>”Justin? What happened to you?”

“He went outside and was doing a shitty stunt, caught his dick on the railing.”

>He looked at you with a mixture of pain and anger

>You just stared him down until he had to sit down and orient himself, affirming what you said

>Trixie came up to you, wrapping her apparent arms around your shoulders

>It was an odd feeling, because you knew nothing was actually there, but you saw the arms

>Somehow, as if magic was at work, you heard her voice and breath in your ear

>”You’re very powerful when you want to be, anon.”

 

3/4 son of a bitch

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag  01/31/14(Fri)17:58 UTC-5 No.16022787Replies: >>16022827 >>16022857 >>16022872

>>16022770

 

>She left you there with a chub

>Fuck, Trixie was right!

>Ever since she came into your life, whenever it was for her sake, you’ve been more alpha than your bullies in high school

>It was unreal how take-charge you’ve been lately

>It was a good feeling to have a bit of control in your life

>And you owed it all to her

>She gave you another smile when she walked away from you

>That’s when you decided, you were going to pay her back for everything she’s done, somehow

>Justin had played his part of the deal, and in return you and Trixie wouldn’t arrest him for sexual harassment

>He didn’t want another shitstorm under his belt

>The deal was sealed, signed and accounted for, and your hourly wage turned into a yearly salary, on paper at least

>Harry and Mr. Bateman (Your studio manager) congratulated the workers after the dealers left, told them a job well done, and sent everyone home for the week to prep for the ensuing changes

>Oddly enough, Harry gave you the keys and asked you to lock up tonight

>It was the perfect opportunity, and you took it

>Tonight was going to be magical

 

What do you think anon has planned, /mlp/? What will he do?

4/4

critique always appreciated

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 02/02/14(Sun)22:09 UTC-5 No.16072886

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>By the time you got everything in the recording and sound booth turned off, everyone else but you and Trixie had left

>She dropped her illusion promptly, getting tired of sitting in a stall every time she wanted to rest

>It was good to see her in her natural form again, no matter how cute she was humanized

>You think about how blasphemous that thought would be on /mlp/

>Then again, they didn’t really have any actual experience on the matter

>You locked out the studio, making sure each door was secure

>However, you went inside the rec room and pulled something from one of the many libraries of old hard-copy discs they had, quickly stowing it into your jacket before Trixie could see

>It turns out she saw something, because she spoke up when you locked the door behind her

>”Mind telling Trixie what you just took from your workplace, Anon?”

>She had this quaint little smirk on her face, amused by the fact you’d steal from work

“Uh… I just left something in there, and I … just remembered to go get it, that’s all, yeah.”

>You fucking terrible liar beta

>”Please, don’t make her laugh. Trixie’s seen and done much more than she thinks you have, Anon, so don’t try to pussyhoof around. Tell her what it was, at least!”

>You stared at her incredulously, trying your dearest not to laugh out loud

>Pussyhoof was a new one

“Sorry, not this time Trix. You gotta wait, it’s a surprise.”

>”A surprise for who?”

“I’ll tell you if you come with me, kay?”

>”Don’t skimp out on Trixie, just remember who has the magic here!”

“And you remember who has the ride home.”

>Boo-yah

>

>You both got in the freezing cold car

>It had dropped nearly 20 degrees since you both were out here last, and it was most certainly below freezing

>”H-hurry up, fur only does so much to keep this brisk cold off!”

 

1/?

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 02/02/14(Sun)22:10 UTC-5 No.16072918

Replies: >>16072934

 

>>16072886

 

>You focus on getting the right key off your horribly disorganized keychain

>Finally, you get the key in

>Turn that ignition

>Turn that ignition

>T- Oh you fucking piece of shit car

>”Why is the vehicle… neighing?”

“It’s not neighing, it’s stalling… Let me go check the engine.”

>Briskly fold your light jacket over your arms, step back out

>Trixie’s horn began to glow as she huddled in on herself, a faint light eminating

>You suppose it was some sort of heat spell, but you were no longer in the cabin

>You unlatch the hood of your Lincoln, and start doing the normal checkups

>Previously checked gas, it was fine, sitting at ¾

>You were fine on oil, the level was still decently high and clear

>The wind began to drop the temperature even further

>The cold

>Oh no

>Antifreeze?

>You think you would have been angrier

>But after the powerful outbursts you had before, you figured you came full circle

>Not to say you could say the same about Trixie

>Lower the hood, and get back in the car

>Her magic was keeping a decent heat flow coming, impressive after the long day she had with her illusions

 

2/3

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 02/02/14(Sun)22:11 UTC-5 No.16072934

Replies: >>16072964

 

>>16072918

 

“Trixie?”

>”What is it, Anon? Trixie’s concentrating on not becoming an icicle.”

“Well, here’s the thing… Automobiles take a variety of different chemicals and fluids to function as autonomously as they do, like I told you before we left for the studio.”

>”…”

“You have gasoline that fuels the car, oil that keeps everything lubricated, some have washer fluid… Well, there’s another one called antifreeze.”

>”…”

“I-In layman’s terms, you need antifreeze to keep your engine from dying in the cold, …”

>”…”

>She looked absolutely livid

>Just say it, you’re alpha enough now, right?

“The car’s out of antifreeze.”

>”Anon, you’re going to tell Trixie that you have more of this chemical and that you were simply telling her for educational purposes.”

“..Wha-“

>”Because if you are not joking, I will personally force-feed your own-“

“We can get more, Trixie! It’s not like we’re stranded or anything, sorry if I implied that.”

>She rubs her face with her hoof, sighing in relief and indignation

“But I will have to hike about a mile to the nearest store to get some.”

>She looks right back up at you, baring her teeth

>”Couldn’t you have checked the status of this pile of junk before!?”

“Pile of junk—well, that’s true, but you were impressed by it before… Anyways, I needed to know if you were going to come with me or not. I understand if you don’t, because that illusion must’ve taken a lot out of you, right?”

 

3/4 This is what I get for not going through with the ? plan

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 02/02/14(Sun)22:13 UTC-5 No.16072964

Replies: >>16088868

 

>>16072934

 

>She eventually nods, but her expression changes

>No longer was there anger or annoyance, but concern and worry

>”You’ll be okay in this cold, won’t you?”

>It was such a heart-wrenching sight

>It made you think of her in the show, how she was always the one to show people up, or do whatever it took to make her look good, and yet, here she was, completely stripping her act in times of true crisis

>And for you, no less, Anon.

>You lean over and wrap your arm around her, placing your lips near her ear just as she did earlier

“I’ll be fine, Trixie. Just don’t worry.”

>With those words, you strip off your jacket, instantly regretting your decision

>You throw it around her as you get out of the car and start the long journey before she could protest

 

4/4 Comments and critique always appreciated!

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 02/03/14(Mon)18:56 UTC-5 No.16088868

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>>16072964

 

>Wait a minute

>You feel your pockets, hoping you remembered to bring it

>There it is, your cellphone

>Most people live on their smartphones or droids these days, but you’ve never really taken to them

>You barely ever had contact with people, so the cellphone was only if someone really needed to get a hold of you

>Or if you needed to do the same…

>This situation fits that second reason, you think, and now you don’t have to worry about freezing your ass off

>Back in the car, you go!

>Flip out your phone and start dialing your insurance company, while Trixie gave you an odd look

>”What’s that, Anon?”

“This is a communication device that I just remembered I had. You can talk with people around the world using something called radio waves, that travel at the speed of light and transfer sound from this speaker here, to the receiver on the other device.”

>She looked more impressed then when she first saw your car

>”A very useful gadget, Trixie agrees. She wants to know who you plan on.. phoning?”

>The phone’s up to your ear, and you put a finger on your lips as it rings

>>”Hello, you have reached AAA services. If you are looking for roadside assistance, press 1. If you would like to contact the ins—“

>You click one, getting a bit impatient

>A bit more ringing

>>”Hello, AAA roadside assistance, may I have your member’s identification number?”

>Shit

>You dig through your wallet, eventually finding the card and rattling off the number to the representative

>Trixie was still busy trying to heat the cabin, so she was thankfully quiet for that display

>>”Thank you, Anon. Please state the model of your vehicle and approximate location.”

>You rattle off your ’92 Lincoln and the name of your studio

>>”What services do you require?”

>You thought about the reason why your car wouldn’t start, barring the fluid problem

>That’s when it hits you

 

1/3

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 02/03/14(Mon)18:57 UTC-5 No.16088898

Replies: >>16088922

 

>>16088868

 

“I think the cold temperature killed off my battery, and I’m running very low on anti-freeze. I can’t get my car to start.”

>>”Okay Anon, we’re dispatching a service truck to your location, and we estimate it will take between 30 to 45 minutes. You’ll get a call from our customer service when he is within five minutes of your location. Do you need anything else, Sir?”

“That’ll be all.”

>>”Thank you, and please call if there are any complications.”

“Will do.”

>Hang up, and look at Trixie

>At some point during that conversation she had ran out of magic, it seems, because she looked very tired and was bunching your jacket around her

“Are you alright?”

>”D-does it look like Trixie is alright!?”

>You look back at the studio building, and you open the door again, getting out

>You walk over to her side and open the door

“C’mon, let’s go back inside, it’ll be a while before the help comes.”

>She complies immediately, curtly hopping out of the vehicle and trotting towards the locked doors

>

>Huh, that’s new

>You were able to access /mlp/ on your flip phone?

>Learn something new every day

>You had gotten yourself and Trixie in the studio pretty well, and were hanging in the rec room

>Trixie had fallen asleep in your jacket while you had some light music going in the high quality speakers all around the room

 

2/3

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 02/03/14(Mon)18:58 UTC-5 No.16088922

Replies: >>16089099 >>16108974

 

>>16088898

 

>While she was catching some Z’s, you had a thought

>You hadn’t checked the thread at all since Trixie was first delivered

>Maybe there actually were some others who got ponies, just like you?

>It was a longshot, and it’s not like you didn’t adapt well enough

>But some people have some really fucking weird waifus

>You’re a horrible person for it, but you wanted to see if anyone’s been wrecked yet by screwing up

>As you boot up the /mlp/ mobile version, you look for the options thread

>No dice, it 404’d

>Of course, it’s been a long time, so it isn’t surprising

>You didn’t even really care at this point. You had Trixie now, even if the guilt was still there

>For now, she seemed to be coping rather well, so unless she’s been bottling it up, you think she would be alright

>So why were you still checking this board for that thread?

>Interesting… Story Time had the same description

>Trixie was still asleep, so you might as well take a quick look

>It was the seventh thread?

>How many people has the OP done this to?

>It seems a lot, there were many people logging their experiences in greentexts

>These poor bastards

>Especially this guy asking for help with money and his location issue

>For some reason, that struck a chord with you

>You lived in such a shitty ghetto, and you knew if it weren’t for the deal you wrangled for the studio, you’d be having problems too

>You decided to post and give the guy an IRC chat link, and kept it up in case he wanted to talk

>After that, you set your phone down next to you, and kicked back, deciding to take in some of the music

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JrPinX3VDuE [Embed]

3/3

I wonder what's happening here? Comments and critique always appreciated

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 02/04/14(Tue)20:04 UTC-5 No.16108974

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>>16088922

 

>You had been talking with this guy for the last half hour, but you weren’t about to shut him down

>Poor guy. It was a sad display of irony for someone who has financial troubles to get a pony like Fancy Pants

>But you decided to give him a pick-me-up, your helpful nature plaguing your life once again

>That same nature that led you to be so considerate to Trixie

>You absent-mindedly wrote down his billing address when he gave it to you in your phone before you cut off the chat, and you sigh, slumping in your chair

>All of a sudden, your phone rang

>Loudly

>You forgot to turn silent mode on, and Trixie stirred from her nap

>You answer the phone, giving her a sheepish smile as she glared daggers at you

“Hello?”

>>”Hello, my name is Miranda, from AAA. Is this Anon?”

“Yes?”

>>”We’re very sorry for the inconvenience, but your service truck is going to be delayed due to extreme weather conditions. We are unable to give you an exact range of time, but we estimate it will be there before midnight.”

>Oh, damn, you hadn’t even thought about the weather

>Trixie had been stretching and yawning when you got up and went to the curtains

>Throw curtains to the side

>A fucking blizzard

>You suddenly heard hoofsteps, and Trixie was pushing you to the side to get a look outside

>You both sat there, staring half at the reflections in the window, and half at the already white background

>”How long was Trixie out?!”

“Oh… h… uh, okay, thanks for the notice, Miranda.”

>>”Again, sorry for the inconvenience. Please call us if there are any complications.”

“Right…”

>Click

>You close your phone, stuffing it in your pocket, still staring out into the whiteout

>So it was going to be a while in the rec room

 

1/?

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 02/04/14(Tue)20:05 UTC-5 No.16108995

Replies: >>16109014 >>16110762

 

>>16108974

 

>A bit of delay, but no worries… Right?

>Trixie steps away from the window, a low moan escaping her throat as she drudges back to her jacket bed

>”Well, this is perfect. Why did your humans decide it had to be a blizzard tonight, Anon?”

>…wat

“Wait, what?”

>”They could’ve at least given some sort of warning, is what Trixie’s trying to say.”

“Trixie, it’s not like that here. Humans… Don’t control the weather.”

>”…What?”

>This was a bit out of the left field, you thought she would’ve figured it out by now

>You try to explain to her how weather works on Earth, and you get an idea

“You know the Everfree Forest, Trix?”

>She looked taken aback

>”So, your weather here is completely uncontrolled, left to its own devices?”

“Well, we have technology that allows us to predict what kind of weather we’ll be having, but it’s not 100% accurate. We make do with it.”

>Trixie thought for a moment, apparently in disbelief

“Yeah, there’s some chaotic climates around the world because of it, but since magic and pegasi don’t exist here, there’s not much we can do. We’ve gotten pretty good and defending against it, though, so it’s not too much of a problem.”

>Trixie nods, oddly quiet

“So, in Equestria, the weather is controlled all over the country?”

>”In a way, yes…”

 

2/?

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 02/04/14(Tue)20:06 UTC-5 No.16109014

Replies: >>16109038 >>16110762

 

>>16108995

 

>You sense the hesitation in her speech

>You figured when you brought up the topic, it’d be a little awkward

>You still very vividly remember her reaction when you told her about the show

>She completely denied it and repressed it from her memory, maybe because you had shown her an episode way ahead of her time

>You didn’t want to open any old wounds, especially after you painstakingly tried to keep it together by helping her forget the whole thing

>But it had to come up sometime, and you figured now was as good a time as any

“Well, it’s just that I’ve taught and shown you a good deal of this world… Any chance I could get to know yours a little?”

>You wanted to tread lightly, but not to dance around the subject either

>”…Trixie… supposes, she could tell you a little… What did you want to know?”

>She was looking rather uncomfortable

>You assume it’s because she misses Equestria

>And that thought twinges your heart with guilt

>C’mon Anon, don’t let her see that

“Well, maybe not about your world specifically. I’d like… Well, to know more about you, honestly.”

>”Me?”

“Yeah. Where were you born, childhood, things like that. I want to get to know you more, Trix.”

>She closed her eyes, her head turning away from you as she stayed silent

“..What’s wrong?”

>”There’s nothing you need to know about me, Anonymous. It’s in the past, and I’d like to keep it that way.”

>Dropped the act

>A red flag starts waving frantically in your mind, but there was… something there, and you pursue it

“If I tell you a little more about me, will that help?”

>She’s silent

 

3/?

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 02/04/14(Tue)20:08 UTC-5 No.16109038

Replies: >>16109067 >>16110762

 

>>16109014

 

>You start pulling up memories of your life gone past, picking and choosing carefully what to tell her

>At some point during the ensuing exposition, you seem to have lost yourself in them, rambling on

“I was born in a city called Dayton. I was a bit of a hyper kid, had problems with attention, and that got me into trouble a lot. I had a normal, average family, had the occasional financial crisis, but nothing too major, I suppose… I was pretty introverted back then, so I didn’t have many friends. The ones I did get though, I’m still sort of friends with. I guess the first major thing that ever happened to me was when I first got into music. I was about seven or eight, about the same time I broke my foot doing something stupid; I think I jumped off my dresser trying to jump on my bed or something, it’s hazy, hehe… Anyways, I was in the hospital, and I had nothing to do but watch TV or listen to music. I didn’t like TV much at the time, but I loved that music. I had lain in that bed day and night listening to that music channel (until I got discharged, albeit), growing ever so attached to it, until at one point, right before I drifted off to sleep, I knew that I was going to do something with it, I was going to go into music, it was going to be… my life.”

>Trixie was looking at you with intent and sudden attention

“Then again, I wasn’t very creative, either. I can’t draw, or write, or sing. I definitely couldn’t make music, either, and it was a bit of a letdown for a long period of my life… That is, until I learned you could make a living in editing it. So, I suppose that’s where I ended up from that dream, and you’ve seen it firsthand.”

 

4/?

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 02/04/14(Tue)20:09 UTC-5 No.16109067

Replies: >>16109092 >>16110762

 

>>16109038

 

>You knew it wasn’t very personal the way you told it, but the details were things you rarely shared with anybody, or anypony for that matter

>”Your passion for music is wonderful, Anon. You remind me of someone I know who had passion just like that… I think you would be a great composer, if you put your mind to it, after all.”

>You bit your tongue to hold back the emotion that swelled up inside you from that

>Nobody’s ever told you anything like that before

>Trixie probably sees this

>”Really, Anon.”

>You nod, feigning that something was in your eyes as you dried them off

“Thank you, Trix. You don’t know how much that means to me, but I’m no good with it, trust me. Now, I told you a bit about me,”

>You get off your chair and go to sit down in front of her cross-legged

“Now it’s your turn.”

>You gave the most genuine smile you possibly could, which was easy given her uncharacteristically soothing words

>Trixie looked down at the ground again. You studied her, and you were surprised to find a sudden anger...

>…Or…

>Was it sadness?

“Okay, you want to know about me? I was a traveling magician that barely made ends meet.”

>You both sat there silently

>For her sake, you had hoped she was just prepping, but the silence dragged on

“That’s all you’re going to tell me?”

>”Yes. Do you have a problem with that?”

>You actually do, that was a bit unfair

 

5/7

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 02/04/14(Tue)20:10 UTC-5 No.16109092

Replies: >>16109120 >>16110762

 

>>16109067

 

“…Yeah, I do. Come on, just tell me a little bit about yourself. So what if I saw you on a stupid TV show? I want to know the real you, not some fake in a fake story.”

>”NO.”

>The forcefulness of her command stopped you from leaning in

>But the sudden ferocity, the pure… hatred on her face, stopped you completely

>Why was she hiding this so much? What happened to her that’s… doing this?

>Trixie threw herself on her hooves and trotted to the window, completely ignoring you for the blizzard

>And you were speechless

>You sat there, looking at her, wondering why you were pushing so hard

>What the hell was wrong with you?

 

6/7

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 02/04/14(Tue)20:11 UTC-5 No.16109120

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>>16109092

 

>Before you could figure that out, however, Trixie spoke again, still avoiding your gaze

>”You want to know about me, Anon?”

>Her voice was sullen…

>”I’m an orphan, taken from my parents by a bunch of cider-guzzling carnies. I learned magic I never wanted to learn, made to be a showmare against my will. I never wanted to be the Great and Powerful Trixie, I just… I just wanted to be me. I never got that chance. I got so fed up with it, I just left, went out on my own, nothing but my little cabin that I pulled around myself… But I didn’t know what else to do with my life. All I knew at that point was magic. I didn’t get to go to school, didn’t get to win any awards or get accepted to any academies… Instead I got terrible, amateur gigs that barely paid for my food. Most nights I was scrounging for food in the dumpsters behind restaurants, or hoarding from the afterparties of shows that I didn’t even get a headline in.”

>It was all she could muster not to burst from crying, her voice betraying her.

>”Sometimes, I had to do other things to get bits, when my supplies ran low.... Sometimes I had to take side jobs that a trained monkey could do… Sometimes I had to use my magic in very wrong ways… Sometimes… I… I had to u-use my body in w-wrong ways…”

>She could no longer hold the dams, and you saw more tears begin to fall from her window reflection

>”It… It was all I could do, to get out of bed in the mornings… Just to face another day in hell. It’s why I walk out of that door every day, and… put up this little act, this façade of arrogant pride, because it helps me cope with the fact that nobody can see that scared little foal wishing she didn’t have to live like that… that she… didn’t want to l-live at all.”

>…

>You…

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 02/04/14(Tue)21:50 UTC-5 No.16110969

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>>16109120

 

>”So there, Anon… You know a little more about me. You know why I never brought up Equestria.”

>You… had no idea what to say…

>”I guess I just wanted to forget it, you know… Honestly, you’ll think I’m crazy, but… After the shock died down, when I first met you… It was liberating. When you told me you’d take me in, you’d let me live with you… I thought it was a dream. Sure, it was a bit strange, living with a human, never to see anyone you knew again, but I didn’t have anybody I wanted to see anyways. I didn’t have to worry about food anymore… Didn’t have to get up and see the shame that my wrecked little life has been… I just woke up to you, Anon. And, the way you so selflessly showed me that compassion, laughed and played with me, that long night of joy you brought… I couldn’t even begin to describe how that made me feel. It was like, I could completely start over, a new life to take over that hell… A good life.”

>”It’s… It’s all I’ve ever wanted, Anon. You’ve given me that chance.”

>Before you even realized it, there was a shimmering white mane tickling your nose, and hooves wrapped around your neck.

>You wrap your arms around her as tight as they can go, and you wouldn’t ever let go.

>You couldn’t let go.

>For the first time you’ve ever lived, you didn’t feel like you had to say anything.

 

I felt bad for leaving it on a cliffhanger like that, even if this one sort of is too

 

T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 02/09/14(Sun)02:08 UTC-5 No.16191952

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>>16191687

 

>It had been a very emotional night

>You and Trixie were much closer than before now, almost as if you’d known each other for years

>When the service truck came and she had her illusion up, she wouldn’t keep off you

>Not that you minded, especially in the cold

>It was a bit of a bummer that you weren’t able to give her that good night you wanted, but in a way it was better that it worked out this way

>Now that you have time to plan, you were going to make it special

>You got home safely, and Trixie forced you to take the bed

>You protested as much as you could, but in the end, you both knew Trixie would sleep a lot better than you ever would on that shitty furniture

>After a long night’s sleep, you let her have some alone time after that moment, and went off to the bank to get out your savings

>It wasn’t that much, but it was still a few grand, and a few grand you’d need

>Before you did anything with it, you went to the post office and mailed a hefty $1,200 to that guy with Fancy Pants

>Hopefully that would get him by for a few weeks

>The first real part was going to the store, and that got awkward fast

>Along with a large assortment of vegetables, fruits and spices of a large variety after being given a list by Trixie of what she likes

>And 15 10-can packs of monster, for good measure

>You had also gotten a small weight set

>You were going to start working out a little bit, because the last few days have been a wonderful reminder of how out of shape you were

>Another reminder is when you were wheezing by the time you finished loading them all into your car

>As an afterthought, you had also gotten her a few different hats to wear around

>A few ball caps with interesting quips on the front, A beanie or two… and a fedora. It was there, more of an impulse buy

>She loved the gifts and gave you another rare Trixie hug

>You were a bit prone to believing they’d get less rare overtime, though

>All in all, good times

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 02/09/14(Sun)02:09 UTC-5 No.16191971

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>>16191952

 

>When you had come back, though, the day had just begun

>Trixie figured out how to work the discs and some of the other consoles, and had found Starfox 64

>That was a fun night

>Throughout the week, you showed her the history of video games through your collection (Mainly from the PS2/Gamecube era, as you were going to wait to show her the new ultra-realistic stuff so she could appreciate the earlier eras like a gamer SHOULD!)

>You’ve managed to get around to what she’s been asking for, too

>You had some problems on where exactly to start, but you settled on the beginnings of civilization, teaching her about the first permanent settlements and the start of various empires like the Sumerians

>She loved the knowledge, being so interested it was like having an egotistical Twilight

>Your little history sessions wore well into many nights, asking you so many questions and you looking everything up with your laptop it was like being in a college history class

>As the week wore on, Trixie had begun to drop her third-person act willingly, and had tried to tone down her egotism. It didn’t work all that well, but it was something that’d take practice and it was a very nice gesture on her part

>You still weren’t exactly sure why, though. Maybe it was because she was more comfortable around you after that night you shared? Or since she knows she won’t be doing her magic act anymore, there’s no need?

>It simply made you all the more determined to make that night special

>You used the rest of your savings to get her a rather expensive gift

>It was going to be a while before it came, but when it did, you know she’d love you for it

>That wasn’t why you were doing it, though. It was going to be a very useful gift as well as thoughtful

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 02/09/14(Sun)02:10 UTC-5 No.16191991

Replies: >>16192021

 

>>16191971

 

>You wanted to show Trixie that you definitely wanted her here, especially after she so painstakingly told you about her past that she never wanted to tell you in the first place

>The rest of the week past rather uneventfully (compared with what’s already taken place), just having a grand time with her

>She grew on you ever closer, and you had a feeling it was mutual

>This was truly a life you could live to its fullest…

>

>OW, SHIT!

“OW, SHIT!”

>”If you space out like that again, I’ll do more than slap you upside the head, now help me clear this room!”

“It’s not like we’ve died yet, calm down!”

>”Don’t tell me to calm down, now go in there and cover me with some of those blue sticky bombs!”

>Halo

>Her first venture into first person shooters, and what you’d like to think was the line between ‘video game fantasy’ and ‘strive for realism’ graphics and special effects

>You tried to avoid it as long as possible, but she kept getting suspicious when you avoided the entire right wall of the game room every time you chose a game to play

>She loved the story, but was quickly engrossed by the gameplay

>This was your final night together before you went back to work

>And you’d be going full time, leaving much less time with you and her together

>It was a joyous, yet somber occasion, and you rallied together more money and purchased you and Trixie Subway

>And you had meat, damnit

 

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T.G.A.P. Trixie Has Arrived Trixiefag 02/09/14(Sun)02:12 UTC-5 No.16192021

 

>>16191991

 

>It took her a while to get used to the smell, but let’s face it- you were a carnivore at heart

>Besides, once the monsters got cracked open, there wasn’t any smell to be used to except pure caffeine

>So, celebrating the night, you rushed in and did as she said, finally taking on your first hunters

>The green laser completely wrecks Trixie from behind after she started firing

>You desperately switch to your fuel rod that you were trying to save for later and start blasting away

>The other hunter was just a bit too fast, though, and knocked you through the wall

>Restart #175

“Well, that sucked.”

>”You suck!”

“One of these days I’ll teach you how to make a real comeback.”

>”You were the one who said, ‘ooh, ooh, let’s pick legendary, it’ll be fun’, even though I explicitly read all of the difficulties and wanted to try something easier, but no, we just charged in head first!”

“What’s the fun in a game if you don’t take chances?”

>”…You suck.”

“I get that a lot, apparently.”

>Ring, ring

“Huh? Oh. One sec.”

>You put down your controller as Trixie takes herself a monster break

>You wanted to know who the hell was calling you at… 3:20 a.m.

>Dear lord, this night’s been flying by

>Oh well, just go answer the phone

>You pick up the phone, standing there awkwardly in the livingroom as you commit to human social norms by quipping the most common phone greeting on the planet

“Howdy-doodly, who the hell’s calling at this hour?”

 

4/4 Who's calling so late, /mlp/?

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