Title: [FR] Self-Defence Author: Stickki Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/z4WhUuh3 First Edit: Thursday 29th of October 2015 03:45:47 AM CDT Last Edit: Thursday 29th of October 2015 03:45:47 AM CDT >Day knives in Equestria >There's a new blacksmith in Equestria, it's all over the news, because there is nothing interesting going on in Equestria. >Turns out he "invented" blacksmithing, yeah fucking right. >You head towards his shop, which just happens to be a few blocks away from your house. >Inside, there is a single zebra and three ponies looking at his merchandise. >On the left wall there's a rack of small knives and survival gear. >On the right there's more "last man on earth" type weapons. >You ask the storekeeper what else he has. >He looks at you. >"Hmm, so you're the one everyone said was going to go here, I made some special items for you." >Well, you DID bring some cash. "Alright, whatcha got for me?" >He waves his hoof behind you, it looks like a signal. "Umm, yeah i'll follow you." >"No, behind you." >You look behind you to see Fluttershy with a rag and a bottle. >"Oh, hello, You wanna have some fun?" "No." >"Oh, well I had a plan and everything." >The storekeeper starts shouting. >"JUST PUT THE RAG ON HIS FACE AND HE'S YOURS." >Fluttershy squees. >"Oh boy!" >You struggle to get out of your chair, but the damn thing is fucking stuck to your pants. >This shit was a set up. >You stop struggling with the chair to find a rag in your face.   >You wake up, there's a blindfold on you. "Where the fuck am I?" >"I couldn't bring you to my house, so I brang you into Twilight's castle!" "What." >You hear a soft voice. >It sounds like the whore princess you knew so fucking much. >"Hey, Anon, it's her birthday, be submissive for once." "Fuck off." >"Kinky" >That bitch. >You struggle in your seat for a while, figuring out your surroundings. "Yo, Fluttershy." >"Yeah? I'm getting ready." "That rag didn't really smell like chloroform, it smelled like cookies!" >"Really? Let me smell!" >You hear her pass out onto the ground. "Hey Spike, Get me out of this chair and i'll hook you up with Rarity." >"Okay!" >Stupid fluttershy