CanterU: 5+ Friday

Welcome to CanterU: Livin' on a Prayer+ Edition!

 

The Story So Far: http://pastebin.com/u/Kiyo3

Yesterday with posts: http://archive.heinessen.com/mlp/thread/13635000#p13635000

 

>Jesus... what time is it?

>You check you watch.

>11:30

>Well, you missed classes today.

>Great job.

>You don't even remember getting into your bed last night.

>Probably since you didn't.

>You and Spike are still at his laptop, controllers in hand.

>Last night was fun, but League is too... time consuming.

>At least you have all day to party.

>You quietly get up and shower off hours worth of vidya-grime and get dressed.

 

A. Food

B. Sleep

C. Lobby

 

>Hours of gaming can take their toll.

>Your stomach turns inside you.

>Must...Feed...

>You nigger on over to the Dining Hall.

>It's pretty empty.

>Everyone must be class.

>Like good students.

>famiry is shamed

>You get in line and pick out some bananas.

>Delicious.

>You try to find an empty table, or at least someone familiar.

>You notice Applejack sitting alone by the doors.

>You also see Rarity sitting with a boys around her.

>Typical "lady".

 

A. Applejack

B. Rarity

C. Eat Alone

 

>Rarity looks busy.

>Sucking on the attention of horny men must take a lot of time out of her schedule.

>Poor Spike...

>Luckily, Applejack seems more down-to-earth.

>Must be a hereditary thing.

>Working on a farm must be awesome.

>You take your bananas over to Applejack.

>She has a pie in front of her.

>What kind of pie?

"Oh, hey Anon. Didn't see ya there. It's apple. Wanna slice?"

>Predictable much?

>Still... Wynaut?

>Apple pie and bananas.

>Not implying much there.

>Applejack giggles and gives you a slice.

>She has class after this?

"Yeah... gotta back outside for AS.

>That sounds like fun.

"It's an easy A. Ah've been doin' this sort of thing for years. Even though, this time, I ain't got my brother and sis to help me out."

>She has a brother?

"Yeah. Big Macintosh, and Applebloom. Big Mac actually goes here, but for math..."

>She looks down at her food.

"Granny Smith was mad somethin' awful when he told her that. She really wanted him to help out with the farm, y'know?"

>You nod understandingly.

>Tradition and jews and Anatevka, right?

"We've never really had any money problems either, so Ah guess he wants to go in'ta business or somethin' fancy."

>Understandable.

>A change in scenery is always nice.

>Applejack smiles and nods.

>You check the clock.

>12:30.

"Oh darn! Ah'm late for class!"

 

A. Go with her

B. Hang back

 

>Being a gentleman is always top priority.

>Right up there with class and League.

>You crack yourself up.

>Applejack packs up her stuff and starts leaving.

>You get your stuff too.

>Checking out AS might be fun.

"You wanna come with me, Anon. Check out what life is like on the farm?"

>Sure.

>Or maybe it'd just be easier to spend time with her that way...

"Aww, shucks Anon..."

>The two of you walk outside, behind the school.

>Somehow, you never noticed the massive amount of farmland sitting behind the school.

>Some 10 acres filled with rows of crops.

>No wonder the vegetables in the dining hall are so cheap.

>doesn't mean you'd ever eat your greens though...

"Ain't it nice? It's not like the farm back home, but it's pretty darn close."

>She seems a little sad...

>Maybe... homesick?

"Naw... I..."

>She puts on a smile.

"My life was all on that farm, y'know? Being in'a new place, even college... It's kinda hard ta get used too."

>You put an arm around her.

>She seems pretty tough.

>There's probably nothing she can't get through.

>And she always has you.

>She smiles at you, and sorta blushes.

"Ah... thank ya, Anon."

>She heads on over to the field and picks up some gardening tools.

>Tools.

>Hot.

 

A. Stay and garden

B. Lobby

C. Dorm

 

>She's getting busy with those carrots.

>A girl nearby starts talking to her, and she laughs.

>She'll be fine.

>You wave goodbye and head back inside.

>Since you missed your classes, you have free reign of the school.

>You walk into the lobby and sit down on the couch.

>Maybe your phone has something interesting?

>Ooo...

>It do...

Pinkie Pie: Where ya been Nonny? Missed you in class.

>That's true.

>You haven't seen your Ponka in a few days.

>You'll probably see her later.

>In the meantime, you start to hear the sounds of hard rock coming from a nearby room.

>You've never noticed that before...

>You head on over and look through a window.

>The first thing you notice is the group of obvious hipsters standing around.

>You also notice who they're staring at, in the center of the room.

>The sparkling blue hair completes the bass guitar and tanned skin.

 

A. Go inside

B. Dorm

C. Lobby again

 

>The music calls to you.

>The hipsters inside look at you, and then your clothes.

>Their whispers don't deter you though.

>The obviously-cool-guy in the center of the room notices their whispers and turns around.

>He gives his best million-dollar smile and offers you his hand.

"Hey brah, what's goodie with you? It's nice to meet you."

>[spoiler]Who... who talks like that?[/spoiler]

>Your hand meets his and attempts to imitate it's motions.

>He's clearly trying hard to impress.

"Yo, what's your name, bro?

>Anon...

"Cool name, bro. The guys here call me Flash. Flash Sentry."

>The hipsters nod in agreement and resume whispering.

>You start to wonder why you came in here in the first place.

 

A. Talk to Flash

B. Leave

 

>At least he's trying to be accommodating.

>The hipsters around the room haven't done anything 'cept stare at you and whisper.

>Damned hispters and their record players.

>Whatever, it's 2009!

"What, brah?"

>You think he means to say 'whose bra."

"What brah?"

>Your god-tier humor is lost on him.

>Flash starts talking to you about epic music, like Fishead and Death Monkey.

"You know those bands, right brah?"

>Definitely not too underground for you...

>You let him talk more about how cool and fun he is.

>Regular Van Wilder, sure...

"So, dude, you know that chick Twilight?"

>A little.

>She's pretty cool, you suppose.

"Well, between you and me..."

>He looks around the room as the hipsters turn to face him.

"I'm totally gonna tap that, bro. She totally digs me."

>Is that so?

>Thought of them is... unsettling.

>He doesn't seem her type.

>But you won't get in his way.

>After all, you barely know Twilight, save for her voracious reading habits.

>As he talks to you about her [spoiler]plot[/spoiler] and other girls he's banged, you eye his guitar.

 

A. Ask to see it

B. Keep listening

C. Leave

 

>Nice guitar.

>No, wait, it's a bass.

>How'd he play it like a guitar before...?

"It's nice, right? My father gave it to me before I left to come here. It's been in my family for generations."

>It's nice.

>Obviously his dad lied though...

>It's a 2009 model.

>But Flash doesn't use his muscles to think, so you won't ruin it for him.

>Can you see it?

"Sure brah. You play?"

>Sure...

>[spoiler]To quote someone we haven't met yet, noooope[/spoiler]

>You pick up the bass and trying playing a few chords.

>Years of music training [spoiler]you never had[/spoiler] paid off.

>The hipsters around you shake their heads, but it only makes you try harder.

>You grip the neck even harder, and start moving your feet to your non-music.

>You soon find yourself on the floor, with cords tangled between your feet.

>And a broken bass in your hands.

>Maybe you gripped to tight.

>You get up and see Flash's tanned face glaring at you.

"Dude, the fuck is wrong with you? My grandfather made that guitar by hand!"

>Sure he did...

[spoiler]freakin nazi musicians...[/spoiler]

>You take off the strap of the guitar and try handing him the pieces.

>Too bad he's revving up a punch.

 

A. Get out of dodge [spoiler]you get the joke[/spoiler]

B. Use the bass

C. Punch

 

>The hipsters surround you as Flash throws his punch.

>The body of his bass blocks his punch, causing him to scream in pain.

"You'll pay for that, you piece of shit!"

>He goes in for the kill again.

>Luckily, you're ready this time.

>You dodge and swing what remains of the guitar into his stomach, in total Scott Pilgrim fashion.

>You hear the air rush out of him as he stumbles back into the open arms of his hipster army.

>An army that is now coming after you.

>After all, you just wrecked [spoiler]Xerxes[/spoiler].

>You get the hell outta dodge as the faceless hipsters run after you, hoodies and baggie jeans.

>You're a little winded from the fight, and they're catching up fast.

>You gotta hide somewhere.

 

A. Dorm

B. Dining Hall

C. Outside

D. Request (dubs)

 

>They'll definitely get you if you go to your dorm..

>And the Dining Hall may or may not be packed...

>And outside is too... spacious.

>As you run, you pass by the entrance to the girls hall.

>As if some god favored you, the entrance if open.

>You look behind you to see if the Hipster Army is close.

>They're not even in sight.

>Probably stopped at the Campus Coffee Kiosk.

>You head into the girls hall, watching for any roaming RA's.

>There's an open door to your right.

>Enter?

>Y_

>E_

>S_

>Action accepted.

>You duck inside and hide under a frilly cloth-thing.

>You don't expect the HA's to find you here.

>What you don't expect, however, is for that frilly cloth-thing to yelp.

"Anon! What are you doing?!"

>You get out from under it and realize that you were under a dress.

>An occupied one.

>You turn and see Rarity, mouth agape, running a needle through a thread.

>And behind you, Fluttershy is a tomato.

 

A. Explain

B. Fluttershy

C. Rarity

D. Leave

 

>Well, this is awkward...

>You tell the two shocked girls about Flash and what happened.

>Fluttershy is still too tomato to talk, but Rarity looks at you in disgust.

>For Flash, that it...

"I always new that boy was terrible. After all, he chose Twilight! After I tried so hard..."

>Err... what?

"Nothing, darling.You can stay here. I just wished you had told me before you went under Fluttershy..."

>You both look at Fluttershy, who quickly turns away from your gaze.

*Sigh*"She'll be like that for a while, I suppose."

>The least you could do is say sorry.

>You tell her that you were only trying to get away, and that you didn't see... anything...

>She's pales a little more, a good thing in this situation.

"It's... It's okay Anon. I guess i'd do the same thing if I were you, too..."

>At least she's responding...

 

A. Leave

B. Rarity

C. Fluttershy

 

>You leave Rarity to her sewing and turn to Fluttershy.

>Her shyness really defines her.

>So does that dress.

>Flattery doesn't describe what it does for her body...

>And those boobs...

>[spoiler]Thank you, MegaSweet[/spoiler]

>They're so... big...

>She notices you staring, and blushes hard.

"Anon... could you..."

>Could you... what?

>Her shyness is preventing her from saying it.

>What is it, Flootsy?

"Could you... not stare at my chest... It's embarrasing..."

>You didn't even realize your gaze was on them.

>Totally worth it.

>Rarity laughs behind you.

"Fluttershy, darling, you must realize that your assets are your greatest strength. Just look at me!"

>Rarity.

>Simply whorish

>though classy.

>Anyone say Killer Queen?

>Unfortunately, Rarity's comment only makes Fluttershy cover herself even more.

"That's okay Rarity... I could never do what... what you do..."

>Oh, the implications...

>Rarity laughs again and finishes threading the needle.

"Fluttershy dear, I need you to take the dress off again. I must finish the trim."

>Flootsy blushes again.

"B-But... Anon is he-"

"Nonsense. Fashion is more important!"

>Yes.

>Yes it is.

>However, before you can get your free peep show, Flootsy pushes you out of the room.

"I'm sorry Anon! I just... can't let you see me... like... like that..."

>Damn...

>Now your outside the room.

>Flash's goons are nowhere in sight.

>It's probably safe to go out...

 

A. Dorm

B. Lobby

C. Outside

 

>Probably safe...

>Not safe enough though...

>There's one place you haven't checked out yet...

>The gym.

>You follow the campus maps to this new foreign land.

>Back home, you used to work out a little, but nothing serious.

>After that little... altercation with flash... it's probably a good time to start seriously training your body.

[spoiler]As I always say, get your summer body in winter[/spoiler]

>You enter the gym, free with your I.D.

>As you wander the barbel racks and treadmills, filled with /fit/girls and /fit/men, you notice a familiar body in tight clothing.

>Really tight clothes...

>oh... so tight.

>At least the rainbow hair works for her.

 

A. Rainbow

B. Train alone

 

>Rainbow is sitting down on a bench, drinking from a water bottle.

>She's pretty wet...

>From sweat.

>Nice.

>What's she been up too?

"Anon? What're you doing here? I didn't know you worked out?"

>She looks at your arms and legs.

"And you probably don't..."

>Hey... she's right...

>She laughs at you (or with you?)

"Come on. I'll help you out. I'm sort of a pro at this."

>Just like on the soccer field.

"You saw the game the other day?"

>Yeah.

>She was pretty good.

>Rainbow sets you up with some barbels and has you do a few curls.

"I had to do good. It was the first game of the season. I gotta keep my scholarship somehow."

>She's got a scholarship?

>Lucky...

"Sports are easy. I'm good at everything."

>She laughs and pats you on the back hard, making you drop one of the weights.

"I'm just cool like that."

>Yeah.

>30% cooler

>The two of you move on to a bench press.

>She sure you can do this?

"Sure Anon. You'll totally wreck this thing!"

>Her enthusiasm infects you.

>She spots you as you do a few reps.

>You do the same for her once you're done.

>How does she like it here, now that's it's been about a week?

"I like the school. Though, I only came here cause of the scholarship."

>You can understand that.

>The two of you head towards the door of the gym.

"Nice job today Anon. Maybe we could work out together again sometime."

>Sure. That'd be fun.

>She hands you a slip of paper and runs off.

"Oh yeah... Stop being absent. I need someone cool to hang with in English"

>You watch Rainbow and her yoga pants run off.

>Yoga pants.

>Gifts from the gods themselves.

>Well, that was fun, but now you're alone...

>With a girls number, but still alone...

 

A. Dorm

B. Lobby

C. Dining Hall

 

>It's probably not best to disturb the Leaguing Spike.

>You'll deal with him later, hopefully.

>You head on over to the lobby.

>Maybe you'll find some cool people there.

>Over by a table, you see Applejack and Twilight talking.

>You also notice Pinkie Pie hanging something on the lobby bulletin board.

 

A. Pinkie

B. Twi and Apples

 

>Pinkie looks sort of busy, with her papers and stuff.

>They look a little like flyers.

>You'll get one later.

>You pull up a chair next to Applejack, who hugs you.

"Heya Anon. What're you up t-"

"ANON!"

>Twilight looks at you, with a mix of concern and contempt.

"Are you ok? Flash told me what happened!"

>Flash?

>Twilight?

>Right.

>>Asshole of the Century is trying to get at Twilight.

>Like that'd happen.

>Does she even like that lunkhead?

"Who, huh? Flash? Oh yeah... he's... nice."

>Who are you kidding, that guy was a dingdong.

>Attractive and full of cream.

>So does she like him or something?

"N-n-no... I just think he's... cute, is all. He's definitely not my type though."

>You'll read her, you'll read her.

>No, you can't read her poker face.

>Probably for the best.

>You don't want to get up in her biz.

"He's complicated Anon... I don't know how I feel."

>Then she looks at you intensely.

"I mean, what he did to you-"

>Tried to do.

"Right... He's got... I don't know, an anger problem? I don't know..."

>Damn right, he's got problems.

 

A. Twilight

B. Applejack

 

>You leave Twilight to her "feelings".

>Ugh.

>Women...

>You turn to Applejack, who is looking at you strangely.

>What's up?

"Oh, sorry Anon. Ah didn't realize Ah was staring."

>No problem.

>You don't mind at all.

>Applejack turns the shade of her name and looks away.

"Yer too sweet Anon."

>Sweet like Apple pie.

>[spoiler]maybe you'll get some later[/spoiler]

>She smiles at you.

>Strange feelings come over you.

>For some reason, your mind drifts back to Fem-

"Hiya Nonny! How's it going? I missed ya in class today."

>She pauses to think.

>It looks... really hard for her...

"Come to think of it, I haven't seen in class for days. What're you busy doing that you can't hang out with me?"

>Not much.

>Sleeping, leaguing, eating...

>Meeting new people.

"I love meeting new people!"

>You sort of got that...

"Hey, what's your names?"

>She's looking at Twi and Applejack now.

"I'm Twilight Sparkle. Science major."

"And Ah'm Applejack. AS student."

"Oh wow! That's so cool! Sorry for not introducing myself before. I'm Pinkie Pie!"

>Pinkie Pie being pink.

>Was the name not obvious?

"So, are you all busy tomorrow night?"

>The group shakes their heads in unison.

"Well, I'm throwing a party for the freshmen tomorrow at around 8. We don't all know each other yet, and that's not very fun, so I thought this would be a great idea. Even the Grad students wanted to help!"

>Twilight's eyes widen.

"Will... Celestia be there?"

"Of course silly!"

>Twilight pales a bit, but Applejack reassures her.

>What could go wrong.

>Pinkie checks her watch, and gasps, spilling her papers.

"I'm late. For a very important date!"

>She waves as she runs out of the lobby.

"Come ta think about it, it is gettin' pretty late ya'll. I think Ah'll turn in for the night."

"Me too."

>You pack your stuff up and head out the door with the two drowsy girls.

 

A. Apples

B. Twilight

C. Dorm

 

>You say goodbye to Twilight and walk with Applejack.

>She's being... quiet...

>You've never heard such silence in this place.

>Is she okay?

"Ah'm sorry Anon. Ah'm just... Ah guess Ah'm a little homesick."

>You can relate.

>There's not a day that goes by without you thinking back to your family, and what they're doing without you.

>But you're making the most of it.

>And she has too, too.

>She's strong enough to make it on her own too.

>Plus, she has Twilight, Pinkie, Big Mac, and you.

>She'll be fine.

>You put your arm around Applejack to comfort her, and she leans into you.

"T-thank you Anon. If you don't mind me saying this, yer one of the best things that's happened ta me since coming here..."

>You walk her over to her dorm, which is empty, save for a few papers.

>Wait, those are the flyers from before...

>Pinkie's her roommate?

"Ah, yeah, Ah guess... Ah never crossed paths before with her."

>That's odd.

>You'd think the one person Pinkie would want to meet would be her roommate...

>But that isn't your business.

>Pinkie, for all her insanity, seems to always be busy, so that explains that.

>Applejack nods understandingly.

 

A. Leave

B. Business

C. Bizness

 

>For some reason, you just don't want to say goodnight.

>You want to make this last for a while.

>Maybe you'll get something out of it.

>She heard about Flash?

"O'course Ah did Anon. That's all Twilight could talk about. Did he hurt you too bad?"

>He didn't land a single hit on you.

>Neither did his army.

>Jesus, those people scared you more than [spoiler]SCP-106

look it up. I dare you[/spoiler]

>All hoodied and walkman-equipped...

>*shudder*

"How'd ya get outta that one?"

>You tell her about running into the girls dorm.

>Leaving out the Fluttershy-dress part is probably for the best.

>At least Rarity let you hide there for a while.

"Rarity seems, nice..."

>She's okay.

>She's pretty classy and ladylike, and always has some boy after her.

>She's also a pro at using that to her advantage.

"Girls like that... that ain't right, y'know? They shouldn't use men like that..."

>Hey, it's her life.

>When she gets syphilis, she'll have to deal.

>Applejack laughs and goes into her bathroom to get changed.

>She comes back with significantly less clothes on...

>Just a long shirt, with, maybe, nothing underneath.

>Zoinks.

 

A. Business

B. Bizness

C. Leave

 

>You stop staring at Applejack's barely clothed body long enough to see the clock on her wall.

>It's nearly 11:45.

>You never gone this long without sleep before.

>You realize this as your phone buzzes.

>It's Spike.

Spike: Anon! RA about to close the hall. Where are you?

>Shit...

>You didn't realize the RA locked down the hall on Friday.

>Or on anyday.

>Must be a first week thing.

>You have to go now, or else you'll get caught in here.

>That wouldn't be too bad.

>But you suddenly care about your reputation with the ladies of CU.

>Probably better to go...

"Are ya sure Anon?"

>Yeah...

>Sorry Applejack...

"That's okay Anon. Ah'll see ya tomorrow."

>You open the door and start to head out, but she stops you.

"Are ya going to Pinkie's party?"

>Wynaut.

>It should be fun.

"Good. Ah'm looking foward to it. Maybe we can go together."

>Applejack kisses your cheek, and playfully pushes you out of the room before closing the door.

>She kissed you...

>Now you have to frame your cheek

>You run on over to your dorm, where Spike is waiting with the dorm open,

"Anon! Finally! Did you get my text?"

>Of course, little buddy.

>You head inside and get into your pj's.

>More correctly, your underwear.

>Gotta be rested to party tomorrow.

>Spike's going too, right?

"Yeah. I think it'll be fun."

>It's good he's getting out more.

>Something that's also good?

>Falling asleep.

 

End Day 5+

 

End Day 5+

 

Applejack rapport up!

Twilight rapport down!

Fluttershy rapport up!

Flash rapport down!

 

Twi and Applejack met Pinkie Pie! Mane 6 Relationship: 3/15 complete

Fluttershy and Rarity confirmed! Mane 6 Relationship 4/15 complete

 

Met Flash Sentry!

Hipsters hate you!

Gains have begun!

Twilight likes Flash!