Canter U: Day 50 Monday

Welcome to CanterU: Can't Be Better edition!

[spoiler]This is probably gonna be a real short episode, and definitely no where close in quality in comparison to the last episode.

[spoiler]So, I'll probably do an AMA or something after the thread.[/spoiler]

 

The Legacy of OP:

http://pastebin.com/nNdkJN3S

http://pastebin.com/u/OPtimisticAnon

 

>Your alarm clock's ringing.

>Time to say goodbye.

>You turn it off with sheer discipline.

>It's... a decent day.

>Sun's shining.

>The tree branches outside sway slightly in the wind.

>And... your room's still a mess.

>Save for where your old roommate used to live.

>He's long gone.

>Packed up and moved on to chase his dream.

>And Singed.

>Never chase Singed.

>You dismantle the sheets on your bed, and fold them.

>You close up your laptop, and unplug everything, wrapping it all up neatly.

>You sigh and take a look at your room.

>That's a good start for the day.

>Now... isn't there something you have to do this morning?

 

A. Keep packing.

B. Get breakfast.

C. Girls hall.

 

>Right... Rainbow Dash leaves today.

>Hopefully she hasn't left yet.

>You make yourself decently presentable.

>Kinda easier, considering your hair's not that short to look dumb in the morning.

>Quick grooming. Eye check. Odor check.

>One good neck and back stretch.

>And you toss on a v-neck and jeans...

>That one that your mom sent you.

>Your mom will be real happy to see you come home in that shirt.

>You give one last glance in the mirror before heading out.

>good/10.

 

>Perfect timing.

>You exit the hall, just as soon as Dash exits the hall.

>She doesn't look to be in any rush.

>Although, you have no idea how pressed for time she could be.

"...good morning, Anon."

>She her mouth curves, but her eyes don't express the same feeling.

>You hug her.

"And you really just wanna escort me around everywhere, don't you?"

>Dash smirks and lovetaps you on the bicep.

 

A. stall for time

B. breakfast

C. head to the bus stop.

 

>Fem told you that the train ride was pretty long...

>Does Dash want some... eggs?

>Cue "Daytime Drama".

>But... you used to eat eggs.

"Sure... I could use some."

>Dash smiles warmly and sets her bag down.

>Also, yfw girl tells YOU to get into the kitchen.

>You spray the pan with some nonstick.

>It's time for a magical omelette.

>You beat your eggs, and check in the fridge for more-

>Wait... no one bothered to restock!

>And there's not much left in here.

>It's just cheese.

>BUT... YOU USED TO EAT CHEESE.

>Oh well, a three egg cheese omelette is good enough.

>Hopefully Rainbow won't eat all of it.

>You know how much she likes eggs in her mouth.

BUT YOU USED TO PUT YOUR EGGS IN HER MOUTH

 

"This is fantastic!"

>What can you say? You cooked it with love.

>Because you were totally out of other ingredients.

>Do you know how much love is per pound nowadays?

>And the price could only go up if the situation in Syria gets worse.

 

A. stall for time

B. head to the bus stop

C. say goodbye to her

 

>Dash spoons more eggs into her mouth, and almost eats the last bite...

>But she stops and saves the last bite for you.

"Go on... take it. Before I change my mind."

>You smirk at her.

"It's just... you look hungry! D-don't take it the wrong way...

b-b-b [spoiler]extremely long winded final joke that would've been funny but now only further serves to drive the proverbial nail into the heartwood[/spoiler]"

>You take the spoonful of egg in your mouth.

>Damn, you're a good cook.

"Alrighty, dude... let's head out."

>She stands up.

>Wanna go to the gym?

"You serious? We just ate!"

>Video games?

"Tempting... but no."

>How about a quickie before she goes?

>Dash smirks and shakes her head.

"I'll show you quick."

 

>Wow, that was quick.

>Dash cleans herself off, smirking at you.

>You're gonna miss her.

>And her readily available sex.

>And her playful tongue.

>And those B-cups.

>And her hair, and her abs, and her legs.

"Pff... not much to miss on you, dude."

>Ooh... harsh.

"Come on, we gotta go!"

>Dash is already dressed, and you're still basking in the after glow?

>You get yourself ready.

 

>The walk's pretty long.

"Thinking about something, Anon?"

 

A. small talk

B. business talk

C. bidniss talk

D. consider what you could've done differently

 

>Just wondering what you're gonna do when you get home.

"Heh, I still gotta get set in at UCLA. Do the whole unpacking deal. I don't go hoome until Christmas!"

>Yeah. You're planning on kicking it with your friends.

>Bonfires.

>Playing League.

>Hanging out.

>Not thinking about school.

>Going to Disneyland.

"You live near Disneyland? We should totally go some time."

>Yeah, that'd be great.

 

>You reach the bus stop.

>You see your friiiiiiiends.

>I'm not gonna make a Friday reference.

>I'm writing a Monday on a Tuesday, with a Friday reference.

>Nope.

>It's time to say goodbye, Anon.

"No... just think of it as a 'until next time.'"

>Dash smiles optimistically.

 

A. kiss her

B. hug her

C. say goodbye

D. spaghet about it.

 

>She smiles expectingly.

"So... until next time?"

>She rocks back and forth from her heels to her toes.

>Waiting for an answer.

>You're kinda just standing there.

>Wide eyed.

>What the hell hit you just now?

"Anon... you're scaring me."

>Y-...

>Y-...

>Y-you too.

>Your forehead starts to sweat.

>You try to brush it off, but the sweat feels viscous...

>Almost solid.

>The spaghetti.

>From behind the drapes of pasta, you see her approach you.

>Your lips make contact with hers.

>And at last you see the light.

>And the noodles have been lifted.

>The familiar taste in your mouth.

>Circling your lips tenderly.

>This isn't a kiss of passion or desire.

>But one of compassion. Sentiment.

>Love.

 

>Well… that takes care of that.

>Saying goodbye to everyone else was just as heartbreaking…

>Take my word for it.

[spoiler]Dammit, SB, why didn’t we work out the budget earlier?[/spoiler]

>Well… it probably wasn’t as bad, considering you’re gonna see them next quarter.

>No point in saying a heartfelt goodbye if it’s only for two or three weeks.

>But yeah, it was still pretty feely.

>You’re sitting on the Greyhound bus back to Anonville.

>Next to… well, nobody, really.

>Monday isn’t much of a travel day.

>And who in their right mind would travel to Anonville?

>The passing telephone poles and small sedans.

>Gives you some time to think.

 

A. About the Future.

B. About what could’ve been done differently.

C. About League.

 

>The future, huh?

>That’s what college is for.

>Breaking out of the comfort zone, to prepare yourself for life.

>You hardly have any goals.

>You know who had goals? Spike.

>That nigga dropped out.

>And you can’t do anything with a Bachelor’s degree in a hard science.

>It means a lot less nowadays…

>Wait, what is all this talk about goals?

>That’s some long term shit.

>Let’s plot some short term stuff.

>You’re doing pretty well on grades…

>And most of your extra curricular is insignificant.

>But… next quarter, there’s no Rainbow Dash.

>Just… the other four girls in your hall.

>Maybe there will be new ones?

>New transfers?

>Transfers?

>You could… transfer.

>What to do…

 

A. Transfer to UCLA.

B. Stay at CU.

C. Drop out.

 

>It's... tough to think about.

>You're pretty much torn between the two.

>On one hand, Rainbow Dash, and one of your closest friends.

>On the other hand, a mysterious world filled with all sorts of surprises.

>On one hand, state of the art and prestigious education.

>On the other hand, experiences that you may not find elsewhere.

>On one hand, a shit ton of Asian girls.

>On the other hand, a colorful cast of friends.

>Torn, split.

>You see the Anonville city limits just outside the window.

>Transfer or stay?

>Egh... that's a decision for another day.

>You've made plenty of choices in these past 50 days...

>Who's to say you can't just put one of them off for later?

>And who knows what lies in store for the future.

>The least you can say is...

>You're OPtimistic.

 

End Day 50.

End Canterlot University

 

[spoiler]Real talk everybody, I fucking hate all of you. You can all go die in a ditch the size of your combined assholes.[/spoiler]

[spoiler]Real real talk. Thank you guys so much for being a part of my thread, and enriching my expierence as a writefag. It certainly smelled like summer and I just wanted to give it a shot.

We've had some good times in the past 50 days, and what I wish for all of you, is to get out there and live happy and healthy lives... to forge your own adventure, so you have something to tell the future.

I wish you the best of luck in every one of your endeavors, and continue to pray for all of your well beings.

I took up a mission, to be the savior of the broken, the beaten, and the damned. And my time here on /mlp/ has really opened my eyes to the unfortunate lives that so many of you live.

And hopefully, through my tongue in cheek comedy, and terrible social experiences, I was able to steer you away from the darkness, and move towards the light.

You guys have been a wonderful audience.

Truly.[/spoiler]

 

[spoiler]except you, Lyrafag.

 

[spoiler]just kidding. <3