>You wake up by yourself...
>Hm... no Spike...
>You get out of bed.
>Get a granola bar.
>Do a few pushups.
>Drink some gatorade.
>Wow... today feels pretty good!
>And it's a bright day outside!
>You check your phone.
>10:20?
>Fuck. How did you sleep in?
>You were niggering all last night.
>You do your best speed change, slap on some deodorant, spray some AXE, wash your face and hair kinda, and you get your bag and you're out the door!
>Physics class...
>You take an empty lefty desk.
>Thank OP for making you a lefty.
>You're sitting next to...
"Who said you could sit next to the Great and Powerful..."
>Trixie?
"Late? How embarassing."
>You sigh. Damn, this chair is comfy.
>You yawn.
>Debuff?
 
A. notes (evens)
B. Trixie
C. Nap/Goof off
 
>Yoru famiry wudo notto be preased if you did notto buringu A prus!
>And right now... you're only sitting on an A-.
>NOT ENAFU DA YO~
>You pull out your notebook and start following along in class.
>Fuck, you're pretty behind, missing half of class.
>You yawn once or twice, but eh. You're alive.
>You click your pen a few times, and try to do that thumbspin thing that Trixie's doing.
>You drop your pen next to her leg.
>She doesn't pick it up.
>You "blindly" reach for it, "accidentally" brush up against her calves, and then "find" your pen[spoiler] [/spoiler]is right on the ground!
>Lel penis
>You head back to notes.
>You've got numbers and letters and whozits and whatsits all over the place.
>You take a break and stretch out your neck.
>Waaaugh. Blue Birds was impossible to get a perfect on.
>Trixie packs up and leaves just as soon as class ends.
>You head out to bio lab, and see Apples and Flutters waiting at the door.
"Mornin' sleepyhead!"
>You greet them and head in passed your Korean grad student.
>You should play League with him one day.
 
A. work
B. Fluttershy
C. AJ
D. Korean
E. Goof off.
 
 
>You look over to Fluttershy...
>She looks tired.
>She okay?
"Yeah... just tired."
>LMS if dats da most overusedest excuze
>Bitch wasn't up all night writing an essay?
"Oh... you had an essay?"
>You talk to her about what you wrote...
>Which reminds you.
>You probably should go print it out.
>YOU PROBABLY SHOULD
>And submit it online.
>Applejack's... attempting to do the lab.
>What the hell is she doing?
>Later though. Fluttershy now.
>Why is she tired?
"I... had to watch Winona..."
>She sick or something?
"N-no... I just think she's... just tired."
>NIGGA YOU'D BEST BE LMS-ING RIGHT NOW.
>Animals were meant to be free.
>She should know that!
"I-I know... but... we can't let her be astray again!"
>You're honestly pretty surprised that she's kept Winona for this long.
"M-me too. I'm really afraid if Shining Armor found out..."
>It'd only be her second strike!
>But the RA plays Californian baseball.
>Two strikes, one out.
 
A. Convince Fluttershy to let her go.
B. Let Fluttershy keep the dog.
C. Tell Shining Armor.
 
>You tell her to be careful.
>Shining Armor's sure to step up his game.
>And by that, I mean, that I'm gonna step up my game.
>She nods confidently...
"Uh... not ta bother you two... but..."
>Applejack looks stuck holding three beakers and a pipette.
>You two help her out.
>And in a matter of minutes, you're back on track.
>The Korean approves with that squinty smile of his.
>You write up some crap on your lab reports using words too big for any science grad student to understand.
>And you hand it in!
>Class is over.
"Hoo doggie... that was hard..."
"Did you say dog? I'm coming Winona!"
>Fluttershy zooms off to the exit...
>Quietly.
>Well, you got a 2 hour break!
 
A. Lunch
B. Library
C. Dorms
 
>Fuckaroni... you're hungry.
>It'll be the perfect thing to take you out of this rut you've been in.
>You've been in a rut?
>Yeah. Continuity errors are a bitch.
>You travel with Fluttershy to the dining halls.
"Gee, Anon... ah ain't that hungry but ah could eat."
>Continuity errors are a bitch.
>Okay, back on serious mode.
>Flutters is gone, and you're left with Apples... and Twilight!
>She's walking down the hall, looking pretty determined.
>Nurse and Dentist have actually been waiting for you outside of the room.
"Heya Anon!"
>Colgate comes over and hugs you.
>Redheart lazes against a wall.
"Hi Applejack... Hi Anonymous."
>You begin your walk, texting a few people.
Octavia (lunch): sure, just don't text Vinyl.
Vinyl (lunch): [no response]
>Since when did she get so... boring?
"Sorry... I was up late last night. Clinic took a lot out of me."
"Yeah! What were you doing? I could barely sleep!"
>The two health girls bicker a little bit while you turn your attention to Twilight.
>What's up with that skip in her step?
"Shining Armor totally said hi to me today! And hugged me! We're not awkward anymore! I'm totally out of the friendzone!"
>Right.
 
>Fuckaroni!
>I mean, pepperoni!
>Pepperoni pizza...
>Damn this stuff is amazing.
>Octavia's talking to Twilight about the physics of a stringed instrument.
"And if the tension's too high on a string, it will break."
>Dammit. Shoulda known.
Not the first time I popped a string though.
>The three other girls are enjoying their pizza thoroughly.
>Might as well do the same.
>Pizza is the best.
 
>You wave goodbye to a collection of girls.
>They've got class.
>but you've got swag
>You're left with Twilight and Octavia.
 
A. dorms
B. library
C. main campus
 
>You head over to the library.
>Octavia dips... saying she's pretty tired.
>Doubt she wanted to go to a library anyway.
"Octavia's actually really cute, Anon... you think so?"
>She's trying to be all... bro-ish.
>Eh.
>Octavia's cool because she can play an instrument.
>Oh, look! The library.
>Twilight steps inside and smiles.
>It's pretty easy to find a good place to camp here.
>Not too many people litter the hallways.
>A girl's on her phone complaining about her roommate.
>Some guy's checking his Facebook on a computer.
>Computer! That reminds you.
>You go to one and print out your essay.
>Ah, feels good to have a fresh print on your hands.
>The warm sensation dies quickly.
>Just like you and Twilight did.
>Lel gud wun.
>Twilight's reading up on her books or something.
>Not like she needs to study.
>You and her quiz each other on chemistry for a bit.
"Wow... surprised you knew that, Anon! That was a tough one."
>Damn right.
>She pulls out her phone and reads a bit... then giggles.
 
A. small talk
B. business talk
C. bidness talk
 
>You talk to her about League.
>How bout that new black champ?
"Oh yeah, he's really cool."
>You heard that if he gets trapped in Ryze's Prison ability, Lucian gets +50 AD and tattoos... and a sore ass.
"Oh and that password change! What was that about?"
>Pff. You changed it from iluvdicks1 to iluvdicks2.
>That's not my pass, btw. Don't even try it.
"I actually bought him. Haven't had a chance to play him yet."
>Eh... what about them world championships?
"You... wanna go out to L.A. to see them?"
>She has tickets?
>She knows where LA is?
Fuck... when are they anyways? That'd be a great episode idea.
>September.
>Might not be writing then. Spinoff episode!
>You stamp the date in your mental calendar.
>It's winter in CU, but it can be September whenever!
>Continuity errors are a bitch.
 
>You head back to class with Rarit-
>Lel jk.
>You head back to class with Twilight, meeting Trixie on the way there.
>They talk about League.
>Wonder if you're getting sick of it.
>Lol no.
>You take your seats behind the lab station.
 
A. work
B. Trixie
C. Twilight
D. goof
 
>FAMIRY! HONOR!
>You go guns blazing on the lab today.
>Too bad it's fucking easy.
>You nigger on through some simple problems.
>Not that tough when you've got Ms. Valedictorian Sparkle and the Great and Powerful #10.
>Not complaining... you were at least top 10% in high school.
>You guys blaze through the lab easily.
>Because I totally have things planned for this night...
guise idk what to do tonight.
>You guys hang out in the hallway of the labs waiting for psych.
>And... they both leave.
>Dammit, I was trying to set something up.
>not really
 
>You head over to Psych class.
"Okay everyone... the essays are due up here before I start lecture."
>Why the start? That'll be ultra confusing.
>You have your paper in your hands as you see Pinkie Pie bend over and put hers down.
>Damn she has a candy ass.
>'tsweet.
>'tsrellysweet.
>You feel good about this paper, but... you're nervous for some reason.
 
A. Drop it off.
B. Ask Discord for an extention (dubs)
C. Rip up your paper.
 
>You flip your phone.
Luna (what's up): in class right now. ttyl
Colgate (study date): I'll let you in whenever, just hmu
Rainbow (cunt): dick. :P
Vinyl (yo): sry, been busy
Vinyl (with what): [no response]
>Fuck, she must be busy.
>You turn to Pinkie.
>She's boucing up and down.
"Wanna make cookies today?"
>Um... maybe?
"Because I'm kinda feeling like brownies. Is that racist that I call them brownies? Why not... chocogoodies!"
>You're pretty sure that's already a candy bar.
>Black people won't mind...
>Neither should brown people.
"I'm so booooored! We should do something tonight! Party?"
>What happened to chocogoodies?
>As if there's even a party on a Thursday.
"Party everyday! What are you even talking about?"
>You've seen Pinkie pre-party... and post-party.
 
A. Promise to party with her.
B. Don't party
C. Don't answer.
 
>Best not to party.
>Pinkie frowns.
"Why not?"
>You're ultra busy! Making plans with everyone.
>You're filling your plates up, bro.
>Speaking of filling plates.
>Can you even lift one?
>Not to mention... midterms like... next week or some shit.
>You blegh through the rest of the class.
>Discord's talking about... autism.
>Heh, go figure.
 
"And remember, class. Midterm next week."
>Fuck you, Doc.
>You head back to the dorms with Pinkie, who goes off to her room.
>You head back to you room too, crashing on your bed.
>Damn, that was good.
>You stand back up again and try it.
>Not as good, but eh.
>Spike's playing some League.
>Monster on his left and cheetos on his right.
>Right clicking away.
 
A. Play League. (evens)
B. go gym
C. Make those brownies
D. Study
 
>Chocogoodies are bad for you.
>Especially if Pinkie's gonna make em.
>Who knows what she's gonna spike it with.
>Speaking of Spike.
>League's bad for you.
>Hurts your eyes and your wrists.
>and yer hert culd brek frum all da baddies
>You pack up your stuff and text Colgate that you're going over to the B-side.
>B-town what up.
>Colgate opens the door for you.
>She's already in her pajamas.
>It's like... 4:30.
>What the hell.
>Pajamas look less sexy when they're crumpled on the floor
>You pass by... um... shit. Lyra or something?
>Whatever, she's still background tier for now.
>And head into Colgate's room.
>Redheart's changing... not any more!
>She covers herself up.
"Oh... you didn't tell me Anon was coming over!"
"We're just gonna study!"
>because that 3some totally wasn't a dream
>You get your books out and set up camp on Colgate's bed.
 
A. Colgate
B. Redheart.
C. Explore B building.
 
>Colgate's bed smells minty.
>You get comfy in it.
"Haha, Anon! What are you doing?"
>Takin a nap, bitch. What's it look like?
>She laughs and gets up from her desk, trying to pull you off.
"Sit at my desk."
>She's giggling.
>Eh... even her desk smells minty fresh.
>You guys start studying.
>Something about how organisms' dental structures are extremely telling about their diets.
they don't teach tooth shit in freshman year!
>But... yeah!
>Incisors and cuspids were made to tear through meat.
>And molars were made to grind through grass!
>You've got both!
>So does Colgate!
>Because you're human!
>Did you forget this was a humanized CYOA?
>Redheart's following along in her book, highlighting some lines.
 
A. Colgate
B. Redheart
C. Explore.
 
>Off we go!
>You stand up from the desk.
>Where's that bathroom?
>Let's go asploring.
>Dora comes up to you.
>You pet her little Mexican head before throwing her as south as you can.
"Just down the hall, to the right."
>You exit the hall, and go right.
>Piss time!
>Wow, the girls bathroom is amazing!
>Rainbows and butterflies
>and compromise.
>You don't mind spendin every day
>out on this corner in the pourin raaain.
>Pouring rain? You mean piss.
>Children's giggling echos through the bathroom when your piss makes contact with the water.
>Wow, this place is great.
>Too bad you have to leave.
>You wash your hands and flush, and exit the bathroom.
>You pass by the music squad's room.
>Door's locked.
>Should you?
 
A. Knock
B. Leave it
C. Knock and run away.
 
>Knock.
>David De Bergerak?
>No answer.
>You continue to knock.
>The door swings open.
"Look, for the last time, leave me al- Anon! What are you doing here?"
>Vinyl looks... well, you can't really tell.
>She's got her glasses on.
>What the hell has she been doing.
"I'm... close to a breakthrough! Now... sorry for this, but..."
>She slams the door in your fa-
>Nope. You put your hand on the door.
>You ask if you can come inside and watch the genius at work.
"Sorry dude... but, you're really killing my flow right now!"
>She tries to close the door again.
>You... let her.
>Because your arms are tired.
 
A. Explore more
B. Head back to the room.
C. Knock on her door again.
 
>You back away from Vinyl's door.
>Octavia has to be here somewhere.
>You head out into the lobby.
>And you open the fridge looking for someone.
>Dammit, you only found leftover Panda Express, and a soda.
>You take it and eat it.
>Then... let the infighting commence.
>You down that shit as fast as you can before I enact a scripted sequence in which
>Octavia and... that light green seafoam teal whatever colored one walk in.
>Lyra, you think.
>They've got instrument cases in hand.
>Hopefully this Panda Express is none of theirs.
>You finish the last bit of orange chicken before tossing the container in the trash.
"Anon? What are you doing here?"
>Octavia sits next to you.
>Lyra follows up.
>You tell them how you're studying or whatever.
>You got lazy, hungry, curious.
>Now you're here!
>Octavia shakes her head and smiles.
"You've met Ms. Heartstrings, I presume?"
"Anon, right?"
>She offers her hand.
>No, I'm not giving you an option to kiss it.
 
A. Octavia
B. Lyra
C. Vidya
D. Go back to studying
 
>You shake Lyra's hand.
>Yeah... you think you met her once... or twice.
>Time to change that.
"You interested in music, Anon?"
>Yeah. But you don't play anything.
>Your parents didn't spend money on supplemental education.
>That's why you didn't get into UCLA.
>You shame famiry, but famiry shamed you first.
"What are you into?"
>Y'know... typical guy stuff.
>League... um...
>Legends.... um...
>Shit, do we have any hobbies?
>Guess not.
"As you might've guessed, I'm in orchestra with Octavia over here."
>She nods and smiles.
"But... I'm really into horses and stuff too."
>She and Fluttershy'd make great friends.
>Despite this girl seeming pretty upbeat and energetic.
>You check your phone.
>Getting late, but you don't mind.
>But I do. Nigga got a work early tomorrow.
 
A. Pack up and go home
B. Study.
C. Explore harder.
 
>Back to studying.
>Before you leave.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kTFZyl7hfBw
>Lyra smiles and gives you her number.
"Yeah, we should totally hang out! Just text me."
>The amount of times you will ever hear this is unprecedented.
>And the amount of times you actually hang out is comically small.
>You ask Octavia to let you back into the girls hall.
>She stands up and walks with you, before breaking off into her room.
>Why does she get to go in while Vinyl's making porn?
>It's her room, duh.
>Colgate's door is open.
>You swing back in.
>Redheart's... no where to be found.
>Colgate's on her bed.
"Oh... there you are! I thought you got lost!"
>You don't get lost.
>You're the master explorer!
>Who needs a map?
>Where's Redheart?
"Oh... she went to get some food. I hope she remembers she has leftovers."
>Shit.
>It wasn't Panda Express by any chance, right?
"Yeah, it was! How'd you know?"
>College students
>Chinese takeout
>Easy guess.
"Still wanna work, Anon? I'm getting tired."
>It is getting pretty late.
 
A. study
B. small talk
C. business
D. bizzness
E. goof off
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WGOohBytKTU
>Do you bitches even new Bidness theme?
>You sit up on Colgate's bed, right at her feet.
"Heh... what are you doing, Anon?"
>You tell her how you were lying yesterday.
>How she was actually the better lay.
>Colgate blushes.
"I-I'm not..."
>Yes she is.
>You don't even want her to finish her sentence.
>inb4 I'm not a girl
>You crawl up to her level, lying with her.
>She's avoiding your eye contact... because you're so penetrative with it.
>She squirms a bit in bed.
>Good. Time to go.
>You lean in to ki-
"Anon?"
>You open your eyes.
>She gets off the bed and turns off the lights.
>Pretty soon, you feel the weight of the bed shift again.
>Lips on your mouth.
>She's on top of you.
>You absorb the tongue, exploring molars, and bicuspids... and two mandibular tori.
>Hm... excellent find, Anon.
"Having fun Anon?"
>Good idea... keep her talking.
 
A. Go further.
B. Turn on the lights
C. Fall asleep.
 
>Never give up. Trust your instincts.
>You show that bitch the U-turn.
>Give her the sommersault.
>And last but not least.
>You give her the UNCLE ANDROSSSSSSSSSSS
>She moans into the kiss.
>Not the first time I've written that... and definitely not the last.
>Anyway.
>You're kissin.
>She's wishin.
>You take off your shirt in the hot heated display of passionate affection.
>The most dramatic removal of shirts all series.
>She's rubbing against your chest with those boobs of hers.
>You're not really capable of feeling with your chest.
>Unless its a feely feel.
>But yeah, not too many nerve endings there.
>But... her boobs are there. That's nice.
>You're kinda just going through this blind.
>And when you cut off one sense...
>The other senses grow.
>inb4 sense = dick
>If you didn't quite get the joke, you've got a boner.
>But you didn't cut your dick off or anything.
"Oooh... Anon... hard already?"
>already
>shoulda been ages ago.
 
>So yeah.
>She's riding atop you like a mechanical bull.
>She's the mechanical bull.
>And you're the engine it's connected to.
>She's so wet. Her pussy grip feels amazing.
"Mmmn... I don't want to be too loud..."
>You let her do all the work.
>Because humping up is a lot of work.
>You slide your hands along her thighs as you feel a moisture accumulating.
>This is some steamy shit.
>She kisses you as she grinds out an orgasm.
>Panting into your mouth like she's giving CPR.
>CPR?
"Alright Anon! Good night!"
>The weight's been lifted off your slightly dampened crotch.
>She pulls your pants up for you and puts your bag around your back.
>Doing a quick tap touch, you find everything.
>And you're shoved out the door.
>The door clicks.
>And a muffled
"good night!"
>comes from inside.
>You head back to A building... with a smile on your face.
 
>Why are you smiling, you asked?
>Because... um...
>You came... somewhere.
>I think.
>Lol, idk. I thought you said my threads weren't fap material!
>But... you head into the B building lobby.
>Vinyl enters from outside...
>With a bag of...
>Panda Express?
"Still here, dude?"
>Yeah... did she go with Redheart?
"She likes Panda?"
>Wait, what?
"She wasn't there! She hates Panda Express! That stuff's terrible for you."
>Did she see Redheart at all?
"Nope... Hey, Tavi! Did you see Redheart tonight?"
>She sighs.
"I don't think so... She hasn't left her room."
>Wait... that means.
>Wait, why is Vinyl even out so late?
"I got hungry! I only went because someone ate my leftovers."
>You burp a bit.
>Orange chicken.
>Vinyl looks at you.
>...
"..."
Sweet dreams, baybee!
 
End day 32.
 
Day 32 Summary
Flutter arc advanced!
Twilight arc advanced!
Health arc advanced!
Music arc advanced!
Met Lyra!