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Flutterrape: High School Addition P1

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>You wake up to your Math teacher yelling at you to pay attention
Sorry Teach
"Mr.Anonymous you sleep at home, not in my class"
Sorry, won't happen again
"Good now where was I..."
>His voice slowly fades from your hearing as you begin to daydream
>Your not a bad student, actually you make honor role but god you hate math
>Your an even better Athlete than student, you focus on one sport and one sport only, Football
>Football is your passion, and your damn good too
>You started as a Sophomore and was Captain as a Junior
>Your skills have gotten you noticed by colleges, big ones
>You stand at a monstrous 6 foot 5 inches and weigh 260lbs
>Everyone on the team and the community sees you as a "golden boy" but you don't care if they like you or not you just wanna hit someone, and make sure they don't get up for awhile
>The bell rings which snaps you out of your trance
Finally end of the day
>you give a sigh of relief and head to the locker room to get ready for practice, your last one before the big game, State championship big
>Your greeted by your friend Artie
"Hey Anon, ready to kick some ass today"
>you chuckle
Yeah Artie
>Artie is your age and you have been best friends since elementary school
>Artie isn't the best at football, he plays under you when you get hurt, you never get hurt so he doesn't play but it surprisingly doesn't bother him.
"I can't believe it's the last practice for our entire lives"
Ahem
"Oh well for me atleast"
You now im playin Art
>You pull him in a headlock and give him a noogie
>The Coach walks in
"Your out on the fields in 5 minutes or else your asses have extra sprints"
SHIT
>You quickly get all your stuff on in 3 minutes and make it out to your holy land, the practice fields
>You've been playing on these fields all your high school life
>you'll miss this place, and everyone with it
>The practice goes by smoothly and the Coach talks to the team afterwards
"Alright men Friday Night, I just want everyone to think about those two words, Friday Night. You grew up watching this team in the stands and now hear your are as young men ready to grab the mother fucker on the other side of the ball and say THIS IS MY GAME< YOU AIN'T TAKIN' IT FROM ME. You've worked too damn hard to go home with a loss, were gonna stomp on their throats and when their gasping for air we'll stomp harder! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!"
>Whole team in unison
YES COACH!!
"WHAT"
YES COACH
"GOOD, ANON GET A BREAK"
ALRIGHT BOYS LET'S SHOW THESE GUYS WE MEAN BUSINESS, PRIDE ON 3
1 2 3
>Whole team again in unison
PRIDE
>You drive home that night, rethinking plays, different scenarios, what you gotta do to win that game
>Wake up the next morning
Game day
>You say to yourself over and over while doing your morning routine
>Your school day goes by slow
>Everyone you walk by gives you high fives and wishes you luck
>You see the girl you've liked since freshman year, Ariel.
"Hey Anon are you nervous for the game"
Hunny I'm never nervous
>You say in a flirt voice with a wink
"Alright tough guy"
>You chuckle as she playfully punches your chest having to get up on her tip toes to do so
Am I gonna see you there
"Of course I wouldn't miss it for the world"
Great (bell rings) I'll walk ya to first period
>you and Ariel have know each other since first grade and have been friends since
>She was your first kiss back in 6th grade but you never thought of her more than a friend even though you really liked the kiss
>As the day finishes off you realize how much your hands are shaking
>You go into the locker room after school, it's drowning in music you really don't like
>You put on your headphones and turn up your music
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GcNiKCmWdYE
Better
>You say to yourself
>Artie walks up to you looking like he just killed someone and doesn't know what to do
What's wrong Art?
"Anon I just realized, this is the last game i'll ever get to play with you... well see you play"
Don't worry Art, you'll get in
"No I won't, I'm not Golden Boy like you, I don't bench 360 or squat 495"
Art come on man don't be so hard on yourself, you back up half the linebackers here I'm sure one will get hurt for you to get in a couple plays
"I doubt it"
Don't worry bu-
>Your cut off short from the coach coming in
"Alright men gather up, c'mon"
"Now I don't care what God you pray to, or if you even pray to one at all, but we're doing this as a team tonight"
Yes Coach (you all say)
>You finish the prayer and the coach talks again
"Men you've studied WWII right? (Everyone nods) What's the most powerful weapon the US deployed on the enemy"
>One player: "The atomic bomb, sir?"
"No, but that's a good guess, any others (no one raises a hand), Men the most feared and powerful weapon the US put against their enemies was the United States soldier. They trained they're guys to strike fear in the heart of the enemy. They trained their guys to kill, they trained them to enjoy crushing the enemy. Now this ain't no war, and I'm no Patton but by God it might as well be. Anon, get your guys goin WE GOTTA BALL GAME TO WIN AND A TROPHY TO BRING HOME!
YAYYYYY
>the locker room erupts in war crys
Alright boys, alright gather round.
(The locker room goes quiet to hear you)
Now coach said this isn't a war, but I want you to treat the man your across from like he's trying to kill you, I want you to hit them and hit 'em hard. Look to the man on the left then the right (everyone follows suit) Do you trust that man? Can you put the play in his hands hoping we'll succeed, if you can than we'll win 9 times out of 10.
>(the locker room picks up noise from whoops and hollers)
They sweat like we do, they bleed like we do, they went through two-a-days like we did, so what's to fear, NOTHIN! I want you to look every damned one of them in the eye and say THIS IS MY HOUSE, YOUR GONNA HAVE TO TAKE IT FROM ME, AND I PROMISE YOU I WILL GO DOWN SWINGIN'
ARE WE CLEAR
"YAYYYYY (they all shout)"
Now let's go kick some ass
Wolves on 3
1
2
3
WOLVES.
>Opening kick-off, their ball
>Their running back catches the ball but doesn't make it far before a barrage of adrenaline fueled men tackle him
>their first play they try throwing, you make sure they know that's a mistake by sacking the quarterback for a loss
LET'S GO BABY LET'S GO
>You yell
>Now your offense is on the field, your off or at least until they're desperate and give you the ball
>You look into the crowd and see Ariel holding up a sign saying "Go Anon, Big 44"
>She waves at you, you wave back
"Anon"
>Your broken from your wave
Yes coach
"Get your ass out there, we're giving you the ball"
Shit
>you strap on your helmet and get going
>The quarterback calls a huddle
"Alright boys, we're givin' Anon here the ball, so let's give 'em hell"
"Ready BREAK (you all say)
"Red 93, Red 93, set, HUT"
>At that moment you take off, the quarter back hands you the ball
>Your running faster than ever before, your almost tackled but break it off, the crowd erupts into applause and cheering
>You keep running with 4 seconds left in the half, and the game tied 0-0
AHHHH
>You yell as their team all-star linebacker stands between you and the end-zone
>you both violently collide, but you get the worst of it
>The crowd erupts even more seeing that you scored then they quiet down
>the other team's linebacker got up but you... disappeared?
>Wake up in a forest?
What the fuck, where am I
>You hear an eep
>You see a yellow pony... no it has wings, a yellow Pegasus? With a pink mane
DID THAT PONY/Chicken EEP
>She hides behind her mane, then reappears
"I've never met an animal that could talk"
WOAH, PONIES CAN TALK!!
>She cowers again at the boom of your voice
Oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you (You say holding out a friendly hand)
I'm Anonymous but people call me Anon
>She takes your hand and quietly speak
"I-im Fluttershy"
>You Take off your helmet, fully exposing your face
Well Fluttershy do you think you could help me
"S-sure"
Where am I?
"Equestria, of course"
Hmmm never heard of it, I must be on another planet somehow
"W-where are you f-from?"
Earth
"Never heard of it"
>You chuckle and scratch behind her ear, she begins to show she enjoys it
Can you help me
>You stop scratching
"I have friends who might, I can introduce you, i-if that's alright"
>Damn the shyness is cute
Lead the way

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>You wake up to your Math teacher yelling at you to pay attention
Sorry Teach
"Mr.Anonymous you sleep at home, not in my class"
Sorry, won't happen again
"Good now where was I..."
>His voice slowly fades from your hearing as you begin to daydream
>Your not a bad student, actually you make honor role but god you hate math
>Your an even better Athlete than student, you focus on one sport and one sport only, Football
>Football is your passion, and your damn good too
>You started as a Sophomore and was Captain as a Junior
>Your skills have gotten you noticed by colleges, big ones
>You stand at a monstrous 6 foot 5 inches and weigh 260lbs
>Everyone on the team and the community sees you as a "golden boy" but you don't care if they like you or not you just wanna hit someone, and make sure they don't get up for awhile
>The bell rings which snaps you out of your trance
Finally end of the day
>you give a sigh of relief and head to the locker room to get ready for practice, your last one before the big game, State championship big
>Your greeted by your friend Artie 
"Hey Anon, ready to kick some ass today"
>you chuckle
Yeah Artie
>Artie is your age and you have been best friends since elementary school
>Artie isn't the best at football, he plays under you when you get hurt, you never get hurt so he doesn't play but it surprisingly doesn't bother him.
"I can't believe it's the last practice for our entire lives"
Ahem
"Oh well for me atleast"
You now im playin Art
>You pull him in a headlock and give him a noogie    
>The Coach walks in
"Your out on the fields in 5 minutes or else your asses have extra sprints"
SHIT 
>You quickly get all your stuff on in 3 minutes and make it out to your holy land, the practice fields
>You've been playing on these fields all your high school life
>you'll miss this place, and everyone with it
>The practice goes by smoothly and the Coach talks to the team afterwards
"Alright men Friday Night, I just want everyone to think about those two words, Friday Night. You grew up watching this team in the stands and now hear your are as young men ready to grab the mother fucker on the other side of the ball and say THIS IS MY GAME< YOU AIN'T TAKIN' IT FROM ME. You've worked too damn hard to go home with a loss, were gonna stomp on their throats and when their gasping for air we'll stomp harder! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!"
>Whole team in unison
YES COACH!!
"WHAT"
YES COACH
"GOOD, ANON GET A BREAK"
ALRIGHT BOYS LET'S SHOW THESE GUYS WE MEAN BUSINESS, PRIDE ON 3
1 2 3
>Whole team again in unison
PRIDE
>You drive home that night, rethinking plays, different scenarios, what you gotta do to win that game
>Wake up the next morning
Game day
>You say to yourself over and over while doing your morning routine
>Your school day goes by slow
>Everyone you walk by gives you high fives and wishes you luck
>You see the girl you've liked since freshman year, Ariel.
"Hey Anon are you nervous for the game"
Hunny I'm never nervous
>You say in a flirt voice with a wink
"Alright tough guy"
>You chuckle as she playfully punches your chest having to get up on her tip toes to do so
Am I gonna see you there
"Of course I wouldn't miss it for the world"
Great (bell rings) I'll walk ya to first period
>you and Ariel have know each other since first grade and have been friends since
>She was your first kiss back in 6th grade but you never thought of her more than a friend even though you really liked the kiss
>As the day finishes off you realize how much your hands are shaking
>You go into the locker room after school, it's drowning in music you really don't like
>You put on your headphones and turn up your music
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GcNiKCmWdYE
Better
>You say to yourself 
>Artie walks up to you looking like he just killed someone and doesn't know what to do
What's wrong Art?
"Anon I just realized, this is the last game i'll ever get to play with you... well see you play"
Don't worry Art, you'll get in
"No I won't, I'm not Golden Boy like you, I don't bench 360 or squat 495"
Art come on man don't be so hard on yourself, you back up half the linebackers here I'm sure one will get hurt for you to get in a couple plays
"I doubt it"
Don't worry bu-
>Your cut off short from the coach coming in
"Alright men gather up, c'mon"
"Now I don't care what God you pray to, or if you even pray to one at all, but we're doing this as a team tonight"
Yes Coach (you all say)
>You finish the prayer and the coach talks again
"Men you've studied WWII right? (Everyone nods) What's the most powerful weapon the US deployed on the enemy"
>One player: "The atomic bomb, sir?"
"No, but that's a good guess, any others (no one raises a hand), Men the most feared and powerful weapon the US put against their enemies was the United States soldier. They trained they're guys to strike fear in the heart of the enemy. They trained their guys to kill, they trained them to enjoy crushing the enemy. Now this ain't no war, and I'm no Patton but by God it might as well be. Anon, get your guys goin WE GOTTA BALL GAME TO WIN AND A TROPHY TO BRING HOME!
YAYYYYY 
>the locker room erupts in war crys
Alright boys, alright gather round.
(The locker room goes quiet to hear you)
Now coach said this isn't a war, but I want you to treat the man your across from like he's trying to kill you, I want you to hit them and hit 'em hard. Look to the man on the left then the right (everyone follows suit) Do you trust that man? Can you put the play in his hands hoping we'll succeed, if you can than we'll win 9 times out of 10.
>(the locker room picks up noise from whoops and hollers)
They sweat like we do, they bleed like we do, they went through two-a-days like we did, so what's to fear, NOTHIN! I want you to look every damned one of them in the eye and say THIS IS MY HOUSE, YOUR GONNA HAVE TO TAKE IT FROM ME, AND I PROMISE YOU I WILL GO DOWN SWINGIN'
ARE WE CLEAR
"YAYYYYY (they all shout)"
Now let's go kick some ass
Wolves on 3
1
2
3
WOLVES.
>Opening kick-off, their ball
>Their running back catches the ball but doesn't make it far before a barrage of adrenaline fueled men tackle him
>their first play they try throwing, you make sure they know that's a mistake by sacking the quarterback for a loss
LET'S GO BABY LET'S GO
>You yell
>Now your offense is on the field, your off or at least until they're desperate and give you the ball
>You look into the crowd and see Ariel holding up a sign saying "Go Anon, Big 44"
>She waves at you, you wave back
"Anon"
>Your broken from your wave
Yes coach
"Get your ass out there, we're giving you the ball"
Shit
>you strap on your helmet and get going 
>The quarterback calls a huddle
"Alright boys, we're givin' Anon here the ball, so let's give 'em hell"
"Ready BREAK (you all say)
"Red 93, Red 93, set, HUT"
>At that moment you take off, the quarter back hands you the ball
>Your running faster than ever before, your almost tackled but break it off, the crowd erupts into applause and cheering
>You keep running with 4 seconds left in the half, and the game tied 0-0
AHHHH
>You yell as their team all-star linebacker stands between you and the end-zone
>you both violently collide, but you get the worst of it
>The crowd erupts even more seeing that you scored then they quiet down
>the other team's linebacker got up but you... disappeared?
>Wake up in a forest?
What the fuck, where am I
>You hear an eep
>You see a yellow pony... no it has wings, a yellow Pegasus? With a pink mane
DID THAT PONY/Chicken EEP
>She hides behind her mane, then reappears
"I've never met an animal that could talk"
WOAH, PONIES CAN TALK!!
>She cowers again at the boom of your voice
Oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you (You say holding out a friendly hand)
I'm Anonymous but people call me Anon
>She takes your hand and quietly speak
"I-im Fluttershy"
>You Take off your helmet, fully exposing your face
Well Fluttershy do you think you could help me
"S-sure"
Where am I?
"Equestria, of course"
Hmmm never heard of it, I must be on another planet somehow
"W-where are you f-from?"
Earth
"Never heard of it"
>You chuckle and scratch behind her ear, she begins to show she enjoys it 
Can you help me
>You stop scratching
"I have friends who might, I can introduce you, i-if that's alright"
>Damn the shyness is cute
Lead the way

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