>Wake up in the morning feeling like P Di-
>Hrrg... your abs are kinda sore.
>Gotta remember to work out a little more regularly... or else you're gonna be sore like this after every workout.
>Oh man... everything's gonna be really heugh today...
>Laughter, coughing, sitting, standing...
>All of your abs.
>You get showered and dressed.
>WAYWT: Grey henley over khaki jeans.
>Good thing your mommy bought you this before you left.
>Said it was one of the essentials for a male wardrobe.
>Not that'd you know or anything.
>You head outside to the lobby, where science squad is hanging out.
"Good morning, Anon!"
>Twilight comes over and hugs you.
>Not complaining, but... something must be afoot.
>She's looking up at you with expecting eyes.
>Umm... nothing.
"Aww... Anon! It's my birthday today! Didn't you check Facebook?"
>Oh lordy. Should you even get her a present?
 
>You all head out to physics.
>The professor is preparing his lecture notes.
>And you're sitting next to the birthday girl!
 
A. Notes
B. Twilight
C. Applejack
D. Fluttershy
E. Nap/ Goof off
 
>You equip two items.
>Phone and pen.
>Getting your notebook out, you prepare yourself for class.
>Before the professor starts to lecture, you text your friends for gift ideas.
>And your mom. Your mom always got you good birthday presents...
Dash: I don't know... a vibrator? :P
Mom: Get her a scarf! It's getting close to winter! :)
Colgate: Mmm... I dunno. Why are you even texting in class?
>You see Colgate at the front of the lecture hall turn around and see you.
>Notes, right.
>You put your pen to the paper and start writing out some formulas.
>Using your phone calculator to do all the arithmetic, you come up with the answers to the example problems before the professor finishes explaining it.
>Your phone vibrates.
>Snapchat from Colgate.
>It's a picture of... a cleavage.
>Nice.
"Anon, what's that?"
>Twilight's onto you.
>You fwoop your phone away and go back to working.
 
>Twilight goes away as you wish her to keep celebrating her birthday without the rest of science swag squad...
"Ah had no idea it was that girl's birthday!"
"D-do you think we should get her a present?"
"Hmm... nah."
>You walk the two characters to bio lab.
>Kim Chee Bulgolgi greets you with a smile.
 
A. Work on lab
B. AJ
C. FS
D. Korean.
E. Slack Off/ Nap.
 
>You text Pinkie... because yeah.
Pinkie: We could always bake her something! I'm baking her a cake for tonight!
>Oh... something to look forward to!
Not to put you off or anything... I was taking a shit when I thought of this idea.
>You slip out of your wheelie chair and walk over to the grad student.
>He's on his iPad... watching... League?
"Oh, I ammu sorry. Did yu need... herrrpu?"
>Um... uh, not really.
>Pff. What the fuck's this chink asking if you need help.
>You're the fucking best lab assistant researcher this side of the Rio Grande.
>Go back to 'Nam, Charlie.
"Oh... I ammu sorry... but... watto diju wantu seiii?"
>Is that League?
"Oh... ayis... this is RoR. it is my feibu geimu!"
>You trade IGNs as he tells you about his feibu champu.
"I sinku... Rumburu is good sasteinu"
>You'll get accustomed to his accent eventually...
>Just not today.
>You go back to your station, and work the rest of the way.
>2 hour break!
 
A. Town to shop
B. Dorms
C. Library
 
>Fluttershy and AJ obviously don't wanna spend money...
>Not like they need to.
>THEY didn't fuck two girls in Twilight's bed.
>Three, if you count Twilight.
>They vie not to come with you to the town.
>It's only a good 10 minutes walk from campus.
>Luckily the plaza there has a decent selection of stores...
>You're also damn hungry too.
>At this rate of starving yourself, you're at least at the Freshman -5.
>Negative 15, here you come.
>Wait... no.
>You head out to the nearest Whataburger.
And you niggas think I'm from Texas? Also, fuck you Vinylfag for posting Whataburger before I could.
>No Whataburger. Carls Jr.? Hardys?
>Nothing.
>You go to some unnamed nonsponsored non product placement burger joint and get yourself a 1/3 pounder there.
>With bacon and pepperjack cheese.
>Looking out the window, you can see a good amount of the stores.
 
A. Scarf
B. Sextoy
C. Book
D. Text for more ideas.
 
>You pass by a clothing store on the way to the bookstore...
>There's a headmannequin on display... wearing a scarf...
>Twilight would look really cute in that.
>Your wallet emits an electric shock that makes you stumble a bit.
>Fuck, fine.
>You walk into the bookstore.
>Looking down the aisles... you wonder what you could find...
>Fiction...
>Nonfiction...
>Non non fiction...
>Shitty CYOA's...
>And a Coffee Bean.
>And... a older girl in navy blue... and flowy hair. She looks familiar.
>You walk through an aisle... what should you get Twilight?
 
A. Dark Fiction
B. Manga/Graphic Novel
C. Nonfiction
D. Talk to the girl.
 
>She's sitting at a table, sipping some coffee, as she reads a book.
>You approach her.
"Oh... sorry about th- oh! You're... Celestia's friend, right? Dylan, was it?"
>Anon.
>And you remember her name at least...
>Her name's Cuntbitch Assfuckyou slutwhore.
"You r-remember me?! Sorry, I'm really bad with names..."
>Dat blush and dat smile.
>She looks pleased that you remembered her name.
>10% luck and 20% skill.
>Such a minor fort wouldn't withstand any assault.
>Unless you're Ezreal... then it's all skill.
"What are you doing out here? No class today?"
>You tell her that you're out shopping for a gift for Celestia's other undergrad.
"Oh, T-twilight Sparkle? It's her birthday?"
>Why the fuck does she get her name remembered?
>She likes books... so you figure... why not?
"That's true... she's bound to like any book you buy her... but may I recommend..."
>She reaches to an adjacent shelf.
>Ender's Game.
>Luna explains how she knows Twilight pretty well, since she used to come over when Celestia was tutoring her.
>Kthnxbai
>You snatch the book out of her snatch with your snatcher and snatch your snatcher so you can walk out of the store with a receipt and the book.
>You flip through the book because you like how it smells...
Just me?
>A paper flies out...
>Another number!
"Dylan, you seem like a really nice person... and perhaps we should hang out some time. Text me."
>Nice.
 
>You're sitting in physics lab... with Trixie and Twilight.
"H-happy birthday, Sparkle... don't think that this means that we're friends... or that I like you or anything... b-b-bitch."
>Aww, cute.
 
A. Work
B. Twilight
C. Trixie
D. Slack/Nap
 
>You sit down at your station and phone out before getting to work.
Vinyl: I can't stop seeing it. ;_;
Luna: Hello. :) Dylan, right?
>You're changing her name to Cuntbitch.
"Hi there, Anon!"
>Sparkle acknowledges your presence with a smile, and she slides her chair over to you and head hugs you.
>She's... unusually cheerful... even for a birthday girl.
>Almost as if... I don't know how to write her.
>You hand her the book from your bag.
"Aww, Anon!"
>Sweet... she hasn't read it yet.
>She speed flips through the book.
>Fuck, she's a fast reader.
"Done already, Sparkle?"
"N-no... I just like the smell."
 
>You guys work on lab.
>Woo. Nice.
>Slice of life right here.
>Woo.
>You put a pencil to a paper and drag it and make a bunch of lines that make sense to billions of people around the world.
>You draw more intersecting lines, and you've lost a couple billion of people already.
 
>Psych class... sucks that it's only twice a week.
>Discord greets you on the way into the lecture hall...
>And Pinkie magically appears in the seat to the right of you.
 
A. Notes
B. Pinkie
C. Goof off / sleep.
 
>Learning time!
I can't really make too many fun quips about Psych class because I haven't taken high school or college Psych.
>So... you listen to Discord ramble on about social norms and peer pressure.
>Taking notes, Pinkie bounces up and down in her seat.
"Sorry, Nonny! I just can't wait until the party tonight!"
>Sweet. An opportunity for pigging out.
>Better work it off beforehand.
>You text your workout buddy...
Dash: Kinda getting hyped up right now, sorry. You're coming, right?
Lol, I just remembered
>And... Dr. D puts on a video on youtube.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3FcyJRf6PFw
"This... is an example of social interaction."
>What the hell is this?
"See, people respond to him, despite him not knowing anything!"
>Shit... what if you do this to people?
>What if people do this to you?
>Have you ever nodded at anyone recently?
>Yep, you did it.
>Class ends.
>The game's... starting in 45 minutes.
>If you do anything else, you might be late.
 
A. Go to the gym.
B. Go to the game.
C. Fuck Dash, Fuck gains. Go back to the dorms.
 
>You kinda don't wanna watch a game where people take turns cheering.
>Especially one that lasts 90 minutes...
>And you're still a bit sore from yesterday...
>Forgot that bit of plotpoint.
"I'm gonna go watch Dashie's game! You coming, Nonny?"
>Nope.
>You head back to the dorms as you see Pinkie disappear.
>As soon as you get to the lobby, you smell... something baking...
>You check the oven...
>A note?
Nonny,
I just put this cake in.
Remember to take it out!
I'll be back during half time to help you decorate it.
PP <4
P.S. dat meens more den <3
>Hmm... that's interesting.
>You probably shouldn't leave this oven unattended...
>You bring everything necessary that you need out of your room and into the lobby.
>Tom's studying quietly, as that... one... other buff guy? He's watching TV.
>Rarity's throwing some streamers around.
>You check Facebook.
>There's a new message?
"Surprise Party"
Pinkie: Hey everybody! We're gonna throw a surpri-
>scroll scroll scroll
Pinkie: AJ, you're in charge of keeping her out of the dorms!
>You shoot AJ a text asking how's it going.
AJ: We're at the game! Where're you?
>Fuck.
 
A. Study
B. Rarity
C. Buff guy
D. Tom
E. Vidya
 
>Wait... how the hell did Pinkie "just" put the cake in?
>You saw her leave!
>Fucking magnets.
>You start wondering how that works...
>How anything works.
>Study time.
>Might as well.
>You get your laptop open to something... important.
>Chem, Bio, I don't fucking know anymore.
>Did you know that cnidarians have muscles, but do not have any antagonistic muscles? So they just kinda flex... and then slowly loosen.
>Or... was it planarians.
>I don't know. Organismal Bio wasn't my thing.
>Everyone fuckin' hated that class, and the class average was really low.
>I sheimu famiry.
>You won't, though.
>You set up an incense stick for your ancestors as you peruse through the powerpoints of the professors.
"Are you excited for tonight, Darling?"
>If you get some poontang, maybe.
>You smile at Rarity, who's placing a table cloth over the table you've got your legs on.
"How about you?"
"Eeyup."
"And you, Tom?"
>He nods.
You wanna hear him talk? Wait for Starswirl Academy.
He's the protagonist! Fucking Rainbow Wavedash, you've ruined my boner.
>You check their website to make sure they weren't kidding.
>A humanized pony VN in a humanized pony CYOA on a imageboard about ponies posted by a human.
>Pinkie's shivering at this point... you're sure of it.
 
>After a good line of studying, the oven goes off.
>Time to take this bad boy out.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ryog-cgp9_I
Oh shit it's getting late.
>Pinkie comes in at the most probable time, and does the cooking by the book.
>She puts some purple-ass frosting on there... and some ass frosting that's purple.
>You've got your CU sweater on...
"Go ahead, Nonny! I got it all under control!"
>You dash ou-
>Screeeetch!
>What's the score?
"0-0! Why do you think I left?"
>0-0 in soccer, lel.
 
>You made it just in time!
>Right on field level, right behind the CU bench.
>The build up is looking nice, and Dash passes into the box.
>To the blonde striker!
>She kicks the ball in the direction of the goal...
>The keeper tips it and it hits the cross bar, spiking it down.
>And Rainbow Dash soars to head it in off the rebound!
>GOL GOL GO-
>Wait... Dash has only scored off rebounds.
>Egh, you've got a good comeback for her next time she gives you shit.
>Here she comes on her victory sprint... straight to the bench...
>She turns, and... oh shit.
>She grabs you and hugs you from behind the partition.
"Hey! You came!"
As if I'd make you guys lose Dash.
"Three cheers for the birthday girl!"
>Pinkie's throwing up her cup.
>Hip hip fuckaroo.
"Thanks everyone! I had no idea!"
"Welp, 'twasn't easy keepin' a secret... y'know how ah am..."
>Elemelemelemelements.
"Hey now, what about me?! That was at least my coolest goal of my life!"
"Hehe, you too Rainbow."
>Twilight hugs her.
"K bitch k, get off me."
>Vinyl puts some music on the radio.
>Stereo...
"The way you move ain't fair y'know?"
>You take a moment out the festivities to say hey to your soul sister.
>And apawajize for showing her your dick.
>The last girl you showed your dick to fired you.
"Anon... i-its cool. I've almost forgot about the whole thing. Just... don't bring it up again."
>She smirks before fiddling with her computer.
>VDJ master race.
 
>Presents!
>Pizza's passed around.
>Cake's sliced and served.
>Chips and soda.
>I'm fucking hungry again.
>Spike bought her a couple of skins for her favorite champions...
>Rarity gives her... a scarf? Not the one you saw, but okay...
>Fluttershy bought her a little stuffed bunny.
>Rainbow Dash is still flat broke. Good thing you have a job.
"Thanks everyone!"
 
>You... feel pretty loose right now...
>What the hell was in the pizza?
>You reach your hand out and grab ________.
 
A. The birthday girl
B. The heroine of the match
C. The DJ.
D. Your dick.
 
>You get her.
>then u fuk her lel
Not really, you just hug her and wish her a happy birthday. She looks up into your eyes and absolutely beams at you... like you've never seen before...
"Thanks Anon..." she says as she hugs you tight. Your arms are wrapped loosely along the small of her back. The hug seems to last a while as the beat of the music slows...
130 BPM
80 BPM
10 BPM
0. You're frozen in this moment. You... and her... One of your dearest friends of college so far.
A girl you shared light hearted moments, and passionate encounters with. A girl who seemingly never seems to abandon you. Who smiles at your every passing. Who put her feelings on the line. Who bore hell on her back and is barely clawing her way back out.
She loved you... no, still loves you. Just not in the way she used to. She appreciates your company, your presence. She enjoys helping you out when you need it, and appreciates the time you spend with her.
Despite how "superficial" your connections might be in college, you'll remember them for a while. Every joke, every class, every midterm grade, failed or passed. But, this particular second of time. Imprinted on your brain as this girl wraps her arms around you in genuine gratitude.
You'll remember it for a little bit.
 
End Day 23