Title: /nn/ Prompts Author: GunnzShowboat Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/0gjVY45D First Edit: Tuesday 1st of November 2016 01:48:35 PM CDT Last Edit: Tuesday 1st of November 2016 01:48:35 PM CDT >the show writers are super vague about the ages of Twilight and friends. >they could possibly be in their early thirties or twenties based on some lines/evidence and >horse years >mfw Sunset Shimmer and Twilight Sparkle are basically old mares that get transformed into nubile teens and hunt after teenage males >mfw they're cradle robbers   >Sunset Shimmer barges into Flash's room >Tells him to stop playing Call of Duty: Black Ops 2 >Says it's stupid and he needs to drive her to the mall >He just smirks at her and keeps playing >Starts blaring "Cage the Beast" on his playlist >her face when   >Applejack and apple family have been absent from school for a few days. >Norman volunteers to take Applejack's homework to her. >Twilight tags along. >They arrive at Apple farm a little late in the evening. It's eerily quiet. >Something ain't right here. >They go to apple house and knock on the door. No one answers. >They go inside, splitting up. >Norman heads to AJ'S room and knocks on the door. >No response. >Seeing his chance to find out if AJ has onesie PJs with a little flap on the bottom, he reaches for the doorknob. >A strong hand grips his shoulder, startling him. >He spins around just in time to see Big Mac pull his fist back. >"Welcome to the family, son!" >A brief surge of pain surges through his face and the world goes black.   >Nolan's checking his e-mail one day. >He sees that he's been getting spammed with cuckold porn by some jackass named Incognito Joe. >Becoming paranoid, as though the universe is trying to tell him something, he immediately drives to school in order to check up on Amy. >Bursting in on one of her after school activities, he sees Amy, bored out of her mind, being chatted up by a faceless, green-skinned neanderthal. >None to please that a trog is macking on his girl, Nolan steps between them, to Amy's relief and the trog's annoyance. >Suddenly, the trog smiles. >"Did you like the videos I sent ya?" >Flying into a rage, Nolan drop kicks the green man, basically laying him out like a cheap rug. >As consciousness leaves him, the green man chuckles weakly. >"We are countless, our numbers greater than the stars. We are legion; the faceless dwellers of the under world; the pickle green cuckolds who are lulled to sleep by rhymic slapping noises." >He raises a hand and points at Nolan, a cocky smirk on his face. >"You can't stop the BLACKEDlist, Nolan...ugh..." >The last of his strength fades, his hand falling to the ground as sleep overtakes him. >Nolan is disturbed by this new bit of information. >Could such an organization truly exist? >And for what purpose?   >Flash is browsing a chinese window surfing forum. >Sees an obviously malicious ad: >"Legal Steroid" Turning Men into Beasts >Thinks about Twilight. >Wonders what it means to be a man when you are in love with a horse. >Especially when her friends and your ex are cockblocking you. >Starts sulking and goes to the park. >Runs into Treehugger. >She asks "What's got your aura all twisted, brah?" >He pours his heart out to her. >She offers him a strawberry sized, red and white fruit. >Says it will unleash the power that's inside and give him the courage needed to pursue his goal. >It looks like something that fell off the Tree of Might. >He's skeptical, but accepts it. >*chew, chew, swallow* >Buckles over as his body heats up. >His palms get sweaty, his knees weak and his arms heavy. >Light engulfs him as Treehugger stares on in stoned awe. >Light fades. >He's turned into [Flash Sentret]   >Typhoon bets Norman $20 that he can't spend a night at the creepy [Sinister Corporation] Mental Institute. >Norman accepts the challenge and brings his trusty video camera to record any spooky happenings. >He gets there and slips in through an open window. >The place looks nice enough. He starts snooping around. >Finds a dead guy impaled on a spike. >Yeah, it's time to leave. >Can't go out the way he came because a shirtless fat man starts chasing after him. >GabeN really let himself go. >Norman ends up falling into some lower level prison-like ward. >Two guys standing behind one of those metal grate doors start talking to him. >Probably twins since they keep finishing each others' sentences. >They say they want to eat him. >They're completely naked and toned. >Of course, Norman zooms in on their wangerdoodles. >After all, it's the polite thing to do.   >Nolan paces before Brad and Norman, his arms crossed behind his back and a stern look on is face. "Boys." >He says, coming to a crisp halt. "We've been at this for a while now. And I cannot help but notice that the flame is gone." >Brad and Norman exchange glances. "I may have to bring in the green man." >"No! Anyone but him," Brad groans. >"It's all ogre if we have to call in big green," Norman sighs. >Nolan cocks his head to the side. "I was talking about the other green guy..." >Norman and Brad stare at him for a moment before their eyes widen in realization. >"Why, so he can steal my spotlight," Norman grumbles. "I'd rather give Octavia a sloppy rimjob after one of her sauerkraut binges." >Brad becomes visibly aroused by this. "Then, I guess it's time to shut it down..." >Brad and Norman exchange glances before nodding ruefully. >With a sigh, Nolan turns to leave, his friends following suit. >It was a nice run, but it's time to get off the ride. >Maybe they could merge with Fingerbang or something- >"Don't make another one!" >Nolan stops short of the door, a screeching voice catching his attention. >His friends stop as well, all of their attention snapping to a howler monkey. >"Let it die!" >Nolan's teeth clench and he glances to the door leading to their salvation. >To their death. "Boys..." >His friends look to him. "One last time." >They nod, cocky smirks on their faces. >With that, Nolan walks over to the monkey and tosses it into a nearby garbage can. >As he closes the lid, he can hear it screech. >He knows it will escape. Eventually. >But, for now, it can just sit down and shut up. "No one tells the Heir to the Saints what to do! NO ONE!" >Nolan cackles as he uses his divine powers to summon a new thread: >>28772246 ? "Get in here, boys. We're going for another ride!"