CanterU: 8+ Monday

Welcome to CanterU: I Was at A College Fair, Sorry I'm Late+ Edition!

 

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

Yesterday with posts: http://archive.heinessen.com/mlp/thread/13691004

 

>Alarm ringing. Aw fuck.

>You get out of bed slowly, seeing a snoring Spike.

>You smack that clock like its your cock.

>8 AM. Maybe you could afford to wake up a bit later.

>Slowly, you get to your desk and check your regulars.

>Email. Facebook. Phone.

>None for emails.

>And you have no friends ):

>Your phone has one message though.

>It's from your new waifu.

Applejack: Come to the lounge. I got a surprise for you :)

>You love surprises.

>When did she send that message though...

>7:45?

>Yikes.

 

A. Lounge

B. Lobby

C. Food

 

>You shower down and race out of the room.

>The new feelings you feel for Applejack make you faster.

>Sonic is jealous.

>You use the CU map to tell you where the lounge is.

>It sounds like a cool place to be.

>Past a few hallways, through the Minotaur's den...

>Eventually you find it.

>It's stylish and modern, with a fully stocked kitchen and living room set up.

>How'd you never see this place?

>Inside, Twilight is reading a chemistry book at the table, and Pinkie Pie is asleep on the couch.

>And Applejack is cooking something...

>Banana related?

>*sniff*

>Nope. Apple related.

>Still smells great though.

>She flips the pan over and looks over at you.

"Heya Anon. Ah didn't hear ya come in."

>Stealth +20

"Oh. Hi Anon. Are you ready for the midterms?"

>You only heard about them yesterday...

 

A. Twilight

B. Pinkie

C. Apples

 

>You walk over to her and kiss her.

>She giggles a little and hugs you while tending to the pan.

"Ah didn't know if you were still comin'. Ya didn't text back."

>Alarm clocks are man's greatest inventions.

>What's she making?

"Just a little'ole recipe mah grandma showed me. Apple fritters, home-style."

>It smells delicious.

>Does she need any help with it?

"Naw. Ah got everything under control here. You just go 'n sit down. Ah'll be right there."

>You give her another kiss and sit across from Twilight.

>She's just as unresponsive as Pinkie Pie, who... actually might be in a coma...

 

A. Twilight

B. Pinkie

 

>Twilight is totally going at it.

>You can see the sweat rolling of her.

>That book must be really good.

>You leave her be and walk over to Pinkie.

>She doesn't acknowledge your presence, or anyone's for that matter.

>What happened to her?

"She's been here all night, Ah guess. Walked in this mornin', and there she was."

>Yikes.

>Something must've happened to her after you left the party.

 

A. Prod her

B. Finger her

C. ???

 

>Her legs are spread apart a little, giving you a nice view of her panties...

>Pink stripes.

>Nice.

>But you'd rather save that for another time, another thread.

>You call out her name a few times, shaking her shoulders.

>Her head lolls back and forth as you shake her.

"Anon! What're you doing?"

>You're trying to see if your friend is okay.

>Is that so bad.

>Twilight *hrmph*'s you turns back to her book.

>You lift one of Pinkie's eyelids.

>She's just staring, not even in REM.

>Yikes...

>What the hell happened to Ponka?

"Anon! This here food ain't gonna eat itself!"

 

A. Food

B. Ponka

 

>You solemnly note the loss of a dear friend you've known for 8 days.

>She's in a coma now.

>Life support ain't gonna cut it.

>You sit next to Applejack and dig into her home-style meal.

>You take a single bit, apprehensively.

>[spoiler]After all, she could cook like Femmy[/spoiler]

>That single bite was all it took.

>Jesus Christ...

>Why isn't she in Culinary school?

>[spoiler]mfw people will think that's an insult[/spoiler]

>She blushes and kisses you again.

"Aww, it ain't nothin' special Anon. It's just an old family recipe Ah had."

>Still though.

>She could market this.

>It'd be bigger than Cronuts

"Naw. Ah don't think Ah could do that to mah family."

>True, true.

>Twilight's not eating?

"There's food? I didn't even notice..."

"Ya gotta eat somethin', sugar cube. Books don't provide much food, y'know."

>yfw food for thought.

>Twilight nods and takes a fritter.

"I'm just so worried about midterms... I don't want to do bad on my first midterms here."

"You'll do fine, Twilight. Just relax and take another bite."

>Twilight calms down after eating a few more fritters.

>Those fritters... There's no such thing as just having one.

>They're heaven on earth.

"Anon... please..."

>An idea pops into your head.

>Those lightbulbs that used to pop above you weren't so environmentally safe, so... yeah...

>You take one of the fritters and go over to Pinkie.

>Luckily her jaw isn't locked in placed.

>You put the end of the fritter in her mouth and close it for her.

>The sugar packed breakfast does the trick.

>Pinkie bolts upright, still chewing.

"Zowie Wowie! My brain just went powie!"

>That sounds... familiar...

"This is scrumdiddlyumptious! Who made this?"

>Applejack.

"MOREMOREMORE!"

>Pinkie jumps over the couch and lands on the chair next to Twilight.

>You take your seat next to waifu Apples.

 

A. Pinkie

B. Twilight

C. Apples

 

>You watch Pinkie eat the last of the fritters.

>Even the one Twilight had in her hand.

>You could swear she coughed up cinnamon.

"So, Pinkie, what happened to you?"

"Yeah. You were all laid out on the couch when Ah got here."

>What DID happen to Pinkie?

>She takes a swig of juice from Twilight's cup.

"Well, after the party started dying down, my Chi Up sisters told me to come over by the house."

"An'?"

"They were having an AMAZING party, with so much dancing, and games, and cake, and ice-cream, and punch!"

"And?"

"The other girls called me upstairs, and there was this guy there, all in black, looking all mean and sketchy and mysteeeerious like."

"An'?"

"He was giving out these weird pills. No! They were pink tablets, in these cute little circles, and he left after everyone got one."

"And?"

"Stop saying 'and'! You're ruining my story!"

"Sorry Pinkie..."

"As I was saying, I got one of those circle things, and the girls told me to try it, and so I did! And then I woke up here, with Anon standing over me."

>Wait, pink circle-things...

>Pinkie... she took Meth tablets?

"Pinkie! Why did you take it?! That's illegal!"

"It is? Well, no harm done, right?"

 

A. Business

B. Twilight

C. Apple

 

>You watch for a bit as Twilight starts talking to Pinkie about the dangers of meth.

>Reminds you of high school.

>You'll talk to her later about it, sure.

>Right now, you have more important matters to deal with.

>Like-

"Omigosh, it's 8!"

>You see Twilight dash out of the room, pages flying out of her notebook.

>Hopefully they're not important.

>But it's 8:00 now?

>Christ, you're late for English!

>You grab your stuff and head towards the door.

"Anon! Wait up!"

>Applejack appears beside you, backpack at the ready.

"Ah'll walk you to class, okay?"

>That sounds great.

>You say goodbye to Pinkie.

>Wait, doesn't she have class?

"Nah. I think I'll just hang out here."

>She's starting to slack off...

>This can't be good.

>You close the door and start walking with Applejack to English.

>She's not the type to get clingy, like [spoiler]CERTAIN GIRLS YOU KNOW[/spoiler]

>She seems more... real... than that.

>The most she's done so far is reach for your hand, and you readily accept that.

>She's just happy being with you.

>And frankly, you're happy too.

>Mild chit-chatting and small kisses make your journey to English go by faster.

"Ah'll see ya later Anon!"

>Later, you beautiful apple-based creature.

>You turn back inside and see RD leaning on the door frame.

"Sup Anon. What was that about?"

>Oh, nothing.

"Whatever bro. Let's get this class started!"

>The two of you take your seats and wait for the professor.

>yfw You haven't been in English class in days.

 

A. Rainbow

B. Text _____

 

>Wait, 8:00?

>Why are you here so early?

"Dude, didn't you get my text? We have a practice exam or something to take right now."

>Shit. Really?

>You must've skimmed it...

>Damned midterms.

>Damned sleep schedule...

>Rainbow laughs and punches your arm.

"Just be ready to get a lower score than me, alright?"

>Well, it's on now.

>The professor hands out the tests and tells everyone to start.

>Let's do this.

 

...

 

"Man, that test was hard!"

>Rainbow stretches her arms out, probably trying to regain feeling after writing so much.

>Those 5 essays didn't help your fingers much either.

>You pack up your stuff and walk with Rainbow out of the class.

>You probably did well, right?

>Yeah, sure you did.

"Hey Anon, wanna come work out now? I've got some free time."

>You don't though.

>You've got Art History.

>Only Art History though...

 

A. Class

B. Gym

 

Phone available (1)

 

>Class and famiry shame are suddenly important to you.

>Applejack is rubbing off on you.

>Or she rubbed one out for you.

>Whatever it was, you should go to class.

>Even if it is... Art History...

>You say goodbye to Rainbro and head off to Art History.

>As you walk in, you hear a somewhat familiar voice.

"Yoohoo, Anon!"

>Right.

>Rarity is in this class.

>You take a seat next to her.

"Anon, I never thought I'd see you in class again. Always so busy with things, I presume.

>Sure.

>Getting busy with Applejack.

>And school.

>Mostly Applejack.

>Rarity's eyes widen.

"You're with Applejack?"

>Yepparoni.

"I never would have guessed that... Well, if you are into that sort of girl, so be it."

>What does that mean?

>And is she...

>Jealous?

>She turns tomato and glares at you.

"Me? Rarity? Of course not! Don't be absurd!"

>She gets a little quieter after feeling the tens of ten stares baring down at her.

"I just think that maybe you could do a little... better..."

>You'll keep that in mind.

>Soon the class starts, and you-

>Wait, where's Spike?

>He takes this class, right?

"Oh no... What happened to Spike?"

>No more Spikey-Wikey...

>Good for him.

>The class is over with fast.

>You walk Rarity out of the room and into the hallway.

"I'll see you soon, Anon! Keep in touch."

>Definitely not.

>There's more pressing matters at hand right now.

>Your little bro is missing, and no one seems to care!

 

A. Search for Spike

B. Food

 

CanterU Mysteries+ CASE ONE: The Missing Spike

>He was asleep in the room when you last saw him

>But he definitely had class before 10:00.

>And it's not like him to miss class.

>Especially one wirh Rarity in it.

>Something is wrong.

>Definitely wrong.

>He's not the most popular guy, so asking other freshmen wouldn't help...

>You start at the dining hall, looking for any clues, tipping your Dick Tracy fanboy cap to the ladies you pass.

>As you go, you notice Fluttershy sitting alone, eating a salad.

>yfw her sweater blenda right in with it.

>Maybe she knows something?

 

A. Fluttershy

B. Investigate alone

 

>You walk over to Fluttershy.

"Oh, hi Anon."

>Fluttershy seems calm today.

>Or passive.

>Yeah, she's passive.

>You've walkes on doormats more asserrive than her.

>What's she doing?

"I just came here for a quick snack... I have class in an hour."

>That's cool.

>Has she seen Spike?

"Spike? I haven't seen him in such a long time..."

>Her eyes turned to you, slithtly terrified.

"Is he okay?"

>Hopefully.

>Your eyes flick down to her che- sweater

>Always rockin' that sweater.

>Always hiding herself...

>And maybe other things...

>Like where Spike is?!

>She gaspa and hides her face from you.

>Maybe a little too far on the Dick Tracy impression.

"I'm sorry Anon. I really don't know."

>It's fine.

>You pick up your stuff and start hesding out.

"Um, A-Anon?"

>Hm?

"Do you think I could, I mean if you wouldn't mind... No, i'd just get in the wa-"

>Her phone buzzes and she checks it.

>She turns a little pinker than usual, breaths out, and turns back to you,

"Would you mind if I helped you?"

>Not at all.

>Batman needs his robin.

>Even if Robin's a girl.

[spoiler]Yeah, Sue me DKR fans[/spoiler]

>You walk out wirh Fluttershy into the main lobby.

>Where to check first?

 

A. Dorms

B. Outside

 

"Oh Anon, it's so nice out! Maybe Spike's outside?"

>Nice try, Natureshy.

>It'd better to check the dorms first, since there's less space to work with.

>Outside would be finding a needle in a ball of other metal spiked objects.

"Oh. I guess you're right."

>You're starting to see why Rarity...

>And Rainbow, by default...

>Are her only friends.

>She's so weakwilled...

>[spoiler]mfw I'd blame the plot development[/spoiler]

>You two of you head over to the boys hall.

>Fluttershy's boobs are causing a commotion, unsurprisingly.

>She yelps and fold her arms over her chest.

>yfw you lost your free show.

>The two of you ask around.

>Okay, Fluttershy hides behind you as you ask if anyone's seen Spike.

>Most people say no.

>One guy says he saw him going into his dorm with food.

>Maybe he went back.

>The two of you head back to your dorm find the door locked

>He's probably in there.

>You take out your spare key and quietly open the door.

>Inside, the only light comes from Spike's laptop, showing you bright and colorful images of League champions.

>Fluttershy blushes when Miss Fortune comes up.

>Poor hot girl.

 

A. Spike?

B. Leave

 

"S-Spike? Are y-you here?"

>Little bro?

>A single moan comes from the chair.

>Is he okay?

>The two of you approach the chair.

>Curled up is Spike, obviously in some kind of shock.

"What happened to him? He looks awful..."

>If You knew, would you have asked for her help?

>You check is pulse.

>at least he's alive.

>You take out a leftover apple fritter you snuck from Pinkie Pie.

>Maybe this'll work twice in a day?

>yfw it does.

>Spike chews as he slowly gets up.

"W-wha...?"

>Easy there, Tiger.

"Spike, are you okay? Anon's been looking everywhere for you."

>Her phone buzzes again and she tomatoes.

"I-I helped too."

>Spike nods and sits down on the bed.

>What the fuck happened to him?

"I... Oh, right. I... um... You'll be mad."

>Just say what happened.

>You hardly ever get mad.

"Well, I was so excited about Rarity the other night that I... well... I couldn't sleep last night."

>That's understandable.

>Your first crush was like that.

>But why was he imitating Terry Schiavo?

"I started Leaguing to pass the time, but then I... I got into Silver I..."

>Whoa, for real?

>You haven't played in a while...

>You gotta get on that.

>But how'd that lead his coma?

"Well, once I got in, I couldn't stop playing. I've been up for 13 hours playing League..."

>Jesus christ.

>You might be able to log thar kind of time, but not a little guy like Spike.

"I even faked sleep when you woke up, just so I could keep playing..."

>He looks up at you remorsefully.

"A-Are you mad at me Anon?"

>A little.

>He needs to take care of his body more.

"I know. I'm sorry Anon."

>It's okay little buddy.

>You noogie him as he shuts off his computer.

"Oh, Fluttershy's here too?"

>Yep.

"Spike, I'm glad you're okay, but you really should-"

>More phone buzzing.

>Fluttershy checks the time and bids you farewell before running off to class.

>How strange, she is.

>You, on one hand, need to sleep.

>If you wamt to actually pass midterms, that is.

>It's only around 3:30, but esely to bes, esely to rise, right?

>Spike better sleep a little too.

>Not just because of clases, but Rarity can't have a sleep deprived zombie for a boyfriend.

>Spike laughs.

"Okay Anon. I understand."

>He climbs in his bed after you start turning off the lights.

>It was a decent day.

 

End Day 8+

 

End Day 8+

 

>You wake up a little while later, with your phone buzzing.

>It's Applejack.

>Wonder what she wants...

>Picture mail?

>What is th- oh...

>She sent you a pic of her boobs.

>From class.

>Now that's hot.

Applejack: Sweet dreams, sugar cube.

>Sweet dreams, apple pie.

 

Applejack rapport up!

Spike rapport up!

Spike rapport up!

Fluttershy rapport!

 

Pinkie does drugs!

Apples can cook!

You return to class!

Spike might return to his old ways!

Fluttershy's suspicious phone!