Title:           Week36 - GreentextSavant
Author:          AlexanderGrey
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First Edit:      Tuesday 29th of November 2016 11:59:04 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 29th of November 2016 11:59:04 PM CDT

This is the latest I've ever updated, lol.
 
CONTINUATION OF AN ANON'S TOTALLY COOL SUPER EDGY STORY:
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>In hell.
>Life here has been shit, for obvious reasons.
>You've been burned and tortured by the Devil, who has used your agony for his own enjoyment.
>But you've soon started to rise in power.
>The Devil didn't take note of your growing power at first, but he soon started to realize why he's starting to get intimidated by you.
>You're smiling a lot more often, with thoughts in your head that give you good reasons to do so.
>Start to spend most of your hell hours of the hell days dancing around in the fire, now embracing the pain.
>The burning sensation is now comforting to you; it's not really that different than what you've been feeling in the living world anyway.
>"Anon!"
>With your name being called you spin around with a prying glare, finding the Devil standing before you with his crooked, massive back arched as he crouches down to your level.
>His size doesn't scare you anymore.
>"Must I remind you were you are?" He gestures to all of the surrounding flames in the monstrous caverns of the underworld.
"Oh I know, but maybe I should teach you who is really in charge here."
>The Devil's face grows thick with scorn and discontent. He sees that arrogant gleam in your eyes as you spread your arms and silently beckon him to take the first shot.
>The demons around the two of you start to hoot and howl in excitement, waiting for their leader to destroy yet another little rebel.
>But this is going to play out a little bit differently than the last few million times.
>A half a second is all you need to pull out your sawn off shotgun and deliver a fiery blast into the Devil's face. He doesn't seem to mind until the stream of flames becomes a thick stream of molten metal.
>His taunting laughter is cut short, and he reaches to wipe the pain off of his face as his skin is seared off of the bone.
>The metal hardens and forms thousands of sharp edges on the devil's face.
>The cry he lets out is something that stop all movement in the realm.
>Every demon present ceases their activities, whether it is suffering or causing suffering, to hear out the call of their great overlord falling to the ground.
>The vibrations from his back hitting the cavern floors resounds through the underworld, causing devastating earthquakes to spread.
>With another quick aim, you fire another round of molten metal onto the devil's contorted face.
>It melts through his skull through the face itself, rendering the former overlord unrecognizable.
>Fire a solid bullet through his head only after waiting for his pain to end.
>You just killed the devil, then blew his head open.
~
>Years later.
>You're still in hell.
>You've been waiting for your enemies to come here for a long ass time now, just starving to prolong your torture unto them as the new leader of the deepest corners of the underworld.
>And it's about time.
>All of the police officers that missed the chance to end you arrive in a large group, fulfilling your promise to them that you vowed right before you left your earthly state.
>And leading them is a certain Rainbow Dash, having been in purgatory ever since you tore her life away from her.
>They all carry swords, spears and bows and arrows.
>You watch them approach your looming kingdom, raising your un-holy weapon and giving it a test shot to intimidate them before the final, eternal one-sided battle.
>A horizontal pillar of fire rushes past the enemies, piercing through the rock cavern walls with a deafening crash.
>Your mouth can't help but twist into an insidious smile as the looks of doom plague their faces.
>The stench of their hopelessness gets you going. And so you step towards them.
>And you-
>"Anon, are you alright?"
~
>Fade back into consciousness.
>"Holy shit, dude. I didn't mean for you to hit your head." Rainbow Dash's face gives a look of concern you never expected.
>Slowly stand up, returning to reality.
>"You alright?"
"D-don't touch me!" You soon stumble away.
>"Anon..."
>You leave.
 
AON IS A JERK TO SUNSET TO MAKE THE SUNSET THREAD ON /mlp/ ANGRY:
>Silently hide in Sunset's closet as you listen to the door open.
>The footsteps go right up to the bed, and you hear the girl plop herself down onto the surface.
>It really shouldn't take her long to fall asleep, though her newfound anxiety begs to differ.
>You wait until all of the tossing and turning has stopped. You've noticed that Sunset hasn't cried as much this time around.
>She must be starting to feel better about herself.
>You slip the mask onto your head, imagining the most gut-wrenching things as a form of practice.
>After you become confident that Sunset is fast asleep, you emerge from the closet with the slowest motion possible as you open the door without making it squeak.
>The smile on your actual face practically matches the one on the clown mask.
>Sunset lies on her side, with her hand out in the open. You reach out and grab it, letting her powers force her to read your thoughts as she dreams.
>A few seconds later, Sunset's brow furrows and her teeth grit.
>She's running from a crowd of clowns on the open road right now.
>You help her mind get the best of her by imagining her running extremely slowly, and you put a few picket fences in her path.
>The girl begins to grunt in terror, slightly making running motions with her legs as her sleep is plagued with your evil.
>Like a dog having a nightmare.
>Sunset never thinks to pull her hand away from your grasp; the thoughts from your head transfer straight into Sunset's dream.
>"N-no... no..." Sunset's cornered by the clowns in her mind right now; they grab her and pull her into their cluster.
>Sunset suddenly jolts awake and notices your mask glaring at her.
>Her terror turns to absolute horror.
>Tears immediately start flowing out of Sunset's eyes, and she start to spring out of her bed until the overwhelming fear forces her to withhold her escape.
>She kicks the bedsheets around a bunch, screaming silently.
>The lights in her eyes light up brightly with true horror as you stand there with your back arched and your arms making violent clawing motions.
>Her whimpering soon becomes audible. It's one of the saddest sounds you've ever heard.
>The girl can hardly utter a word, and you've trapped her on the bed under a thick blanket of fear.
>She turns away from you, hiding her teary face behind her shoulder and shivering out of control.
>You breathe heavily in the mask on purpose to enhance the effect.
>Sunset is absolutely destroyed.
>Eventually walk out of the cabin in a complacent manner, only hearing the girl's loud crying after you're out of her sight.
>It wakes up the campers, and no one exits their own cabins early enough to catch you leaping into the cover of the bushes.
>...
>It's morning now.
>You're walking back to your own cabin after a really big breakfast.
>In the parking lot, you notice one of the buses about to pull off. The fiery hair in one of the seats is instantly recognizable.
>But your mask-less face isn't so to Sunset.
"Hey." You walk up to her window, playing dumb. "What happened? Why are you crying?"
>She shakes her head with her mouth starting to contort.
>Hoping that her friends won't be too let down from her leaving camp early and spending the rest of the summer without them.
>You can tell that the image of the clown mask is burned into her memory forever. There's no putting that out of her mind.
>"I...It's nothing. You wouldn't understand." She finally forced out an answer so she's not being rude to you. "Just, things. That's all."
"You sure? Wanna talk about it?"
>"I'm fine."
>Ah, yes. The infamous 'I'm fine'.
>You wave her goodbye.
>The bus pulls off as her oblivious friends stand and watch.
End.
 
NOT IMPORTANT’S SAFETY ADVENTURE:
>Rainbow Dash gets all of the other students to laugh at Not Important as he gets up to his feet in tears.
>He grimaces at the girl.
>”What’s wrong? You gonna cry?” Rainbow Dash chuckles at Not Important, who just turns around and walks away.
>The next class happens.
>Not Important is in the basement of Canterlot High, getting his guns and stuff ready.
>A massive super soaker 3000 with a couple of tiny squirt guns for when he runs out of ammo.
>He stores his weapons in the basement in hopes that the janitor never sees it as he continues through the school year.
>He’s still being continuously teased.
>”Hey, watch where you’re going, ya dweeb!” Gilda says to him even though she doesn’t even go to this school and shouldn’t be here.
>Not Important just imagines what he’s going to do to exact his revenge.
>The kids in class laugh really hard at him every time he gets an answer wrong whenever the teacher randomly quizzes him.
>”Alright, class, now who can tell me what Northern Mexico looks like?” Miss Cherilee the Geography starts off.
>A student raises her hand. “Desert?”
>Not Important stands up out of his seat and fixes his colorized sunglasses. “Dumb bitch, there’s no desert in Mexico.”
>The class laughs him out of the room and all the way over to the Principal’s office.
>These sorts of incidents happen to Not Important over and over and over and over again. It never stops, and Not Important has had enough.
>One Friday morning, he goes down to the basement of the school to retrieve his super soaker 3000 and stuff, making sure he fills the tanks up with extra cold water for maximum discomfort.
>But he doesn’t do it; wanting the students to get as cocky as possible before he sprays their pants so it looks like they wet themselves.
>Giving them a taste of their own medicine of embarrassment.
>At lunch.
>Not Important sits alone like usual, eating his sandwich without anything between the bread because he’s a tough guy.
>Rainbow Dash walks up to him, faking an apologetic look on her face.
>”Hey, uh, look…” she begins. “I’m sorry.”
>Right as Not Important looks up, she takes his Shadow the Hedgehog lunchbox and runs with it.
>Not Important gets up and runs after Rainbow Dash, unable to catch up with her athletic speed and starts wishing he had taken his squirt guns out.
>It’s too late now, Principal Celestia expels him for running in the halls, but only for a week and he’s let back in.
>He is forced to be on his best behavior around the other students, the end.
T H E E N D
 
SONBOT:
>You paddle around in the water with your arms and legs for a little bit, trying to find something to float on. The cruise ship goes under after a matter of minutes, somehow floating for a short time with some of the crew members and passengers trying to climb on top.
>Start looking around for Sunset, wondering what would happen had she came into contact with water. Your imagination gives you only the worst thoughts.
"Sunset!" You avoid other passengers trying to climb over you when they realize that they can't swim. "Argh, get off! SUNSET!"
>You hear a frighteningly garbled voice resembling Sunset's tone. Turn your head.
>"Anon!" The pain can be heard in her voice.
"Sunset!" Without hesitation, swim in the direction of her voice. "Sunset where have you gone?" Your eyes start welling up.
>Her voice is a lot more garbled and desperate, even more agonized than a few seconds ago.
>"Help... me..." It's accompanied by electrical buzzing.
>There she is, Struggling with all she has to get out of the water somehow, but she's in the middle of the ocean, and helplessly sinks back down to the level where it's only not covering her head.
>The rest of her is being flooded by the second.
"NOO!" Sunset!" You start wailing, working your way over to her in the water and soon grabbing onto her.
>Your anger forces you to swim as aggressively as you can in search of the nearest spot where Sunset can escape the water that's extremely hurting and killing her.
>A grim reminder that she's nothing more than a robot only Simulating Sunset in every way.
>Keep swimming. And keep doing it still, singing "just keep swimming" to yourself.
>Sunset's eyes start to go blank when you find something out of the water to rest on: The entire Eurasian landmass.
>The Siberian coast.
>Climb onto a rocky beach as Sunset stays in the water.
"Come on!" You urge.
>"There's... not... e-enough room." Sunset reveals as 'My heart Will Go On' plays.
>You realize she's right, and she dies.
The End.
 
RANDOM SATIRE ARIA ONESHOT:
>"I'll be out in five minutes!" Aria calls out from the bathroom.
>You tie your shoes and slouch over on the foot of the bed as you wait for her.
>Five minutes pass.
>Then ten, and... well certainly not as much as what five minutes apparently is to this girl.
>"Almost done." She says for the third time.
"I don't wanna be late."
>The bathroom door opens, and the sight that meets your eyes catches you by surprise.
>Aria bears nothing on her body but a pair of dark green panties. Your eyes immediately rush to scoping all of her NAUGHTY BITS LOL NICE TERM.
>You start stuttering as the mostly nude girl waltzes up to you with a seductive swing in her hips.
>Her half smile is parted at the lips by an eager tongue.
>"Oops, I forgot to cover up." Aria titters. (lol get it?)
"Aria... wha..."
>"But look on the bright side, we're already here."
>You hardly processed what she said, only focusing on a specific pair of her naughty bits -- her handles.
>Two bicycle handlebars sprout for the girl's skull. So fucking hot.
>You're instantly hard and Aria sits you back down and whips your whipcock out.
>Whip her with it, getting it tangled into the handles on the sides of her head.
>Unf, those handles on her head.
"You never told me we weren't actually going anywhere."
>"Oh, I'm still going to take you places." Aria coos into your ear as you stroke the metal handlebars.
>They're so fucking shiny.
>Start grabbing onto them more... firmly... and rubbing them with Fred from Scooby Doo's ascot.
>Aria starts moaning, and you polish it faster, spraying some sexy Windex onto it to enhance the shine.
>She cums and you die.
fin
 
This is the latest I've ever updated, lol.