Welcome to Canterlot University: Social Experiment Edition.
[spoiler]I’ll be writing for a little bit, and I’m letting my friend, and experienced writer, Kinkajou wrap it up.
KJ wrote for our high school newspaper, and he’s a psych major at Boulder, CO.[/spoiler]
[spoiler]So he’s better than me.[/spoiler]
 
The story so far:
http://pastebin.com/ENMsgxfE
http://pastebin.com/u/OPtimisticAnon
 
>Augh… what day is it?
>And why is your alarm clock on?
>You don’t have a final today, right?
>You sit in your bed, clutching your sheets as you run through your mental calendar.
>Today’s… Tuesday?
>Day 44.
>Um… well… you know you have a test later on this week.
>Tomorrow?
>Thursday?
>Fuckit, OP says Thursday, regardless of continuity errors.
>But… there’s something missing in the lines.
>Your mental calendar only has 3 finals in it!
>Egh… you’ll figure out later.
>Not like missing a final will kill your grade too hard, will it?
[spoiler]Quest Added: Figure out what final is missing.[/spoiler]
>You debate getting out of bed.
>It’s only 9 AM.
>Spike’s not even awake yet.
 
A. breakfast
B. study/work
C. shower
 
>Let’s get showered.
>You take your shirt off and replace it with a towel sash.
>Actually, forget the sash. Let’s go with a towel cape!
>You tie it around your neck like that one time Femanon showed her new boyfriend(s) to you in high school.
>You were an hero.
>[spoiler]... yeah, a bit of a stretch there too.[/spoiler]
>So… what’s the game plan?
>Yeah, towel cape.
>You look at your topless self in the mirror.
>Flourishing your cape, and pretending to fly.
>Who says you can’t be a kid now and then?
>You take a closer look at yourself in the mirror.
>You… don’t look that much different.
>Maybe a little more scruff on the chin, but…
>You’re still not a muscular, sexy boss man.
>You’re the same person you were when you first came here.
>You shake your head. That’s enough existential character development.
>Time to shower.
>You head out into the hall… and you see topless Shining Armor, towel wrapped over his shoulder.
“Nice cape, brah.”
>No homo, but Twilight’s totally not weird for liking him.
>He looks nice… and dat hair doe.
>Does he condition?
 
A. run to the shower door.
B. Let him shower first.
C. Suggest to shower together.
 
>He might condition…
>But you bet he doesn’t do sprints.
>You sprint to the door and open it, and lock yourself inside.
>You hear the muffled voice outside.
“Damn, brah… if you wanted to go first, ya just had to tell me.”
>Time to shower.
>You turn on the hot water to keep you warm.
>Damn, this feels nice.
>What to think about?
>Rainbow Dash? Sure, why not?
>She’s cute.
>She plays soccer…
>Do you want her as your waifu?
>lol no other choice?
>You rinse the soap that’s all over you… and you get out and dry up.
>Whew… good shower.
>You wrap yourself up and head out.
>Shining Armor’s leaning outside the door, and takes your place in the shower room.
>You go into your room and get dressed.
 
A. breakfast
B. work/study
C. vidya
 
>Wakey wakey, eggs n’ bakey.
>Too bad you’re the only one who cooks around here.
>Eggs OP.
>You really need to tell these bitches to get in the kitchen.
>General misogyny turns me on.
>Really though, it’d be nice if someone cooked you a meal.
>The Apple farm weekend was a pretty nice weekend, despite you having helped cook.
>You head out into the commons.
>And… no one’s out here.
>Well damn, looks like you’re making your own breakfast.
>But how cute would it be if Rainbow made you something.
>Bento bokusu desu kawaii da ne~?
>No.
>What if Rainbow sucks at cooking?
>Meh, at least you know how…
>Despite not being in lab for weeks on end.
>Time to make your signature omlette du fromage.
>Dexter has a lab, and he made those all the time.
>TL;DR it’s fucking great.
>Fluttershy heads out into the lobby.
“Oh… good morning!”
>Don’t mind the fact that you’re eating baby chickens.
“What are you planning to do today?”
 
A. hit on Fluttershy
B. girls hall
C. study
 
Phone:
http://pastebin.com/7BVxC7XQ
 
>Eh, feelin’ like chilling today.
“Aren’t you anxious?”
>For what?
“Finals?”
>Nahbitchnah.
>You’re never anxious.
>Ever.
“B-because I was planning to study.”
>Did you hear something?
>Sounded like nobody was talking.
>You ask Fluttershy for her ID.
>She easily obliges and hands you her card.
>What a doormat.
>Except… you can’t have sex with your doormat.
[spoiler]Wait… you can?[/spoiler]
 
A. Rainbow
B. Rarity/Twilight
C. Pinkie
 
>You knock on Rarity’s door.
>And… wait for a minute.
“Coming!”
>That’s Twilight.
>She opens the door.
“Hey there, Anon! What are you doing here?”
>A better question is, why are you always spending your time in the girls hall?
>People gonna think you’re thirsty.
>Twilight has her backpack slung on her.
“I’m gonna go study with Fluttershy at the library… I’ll see you two later!”
>You peek your head further in the room.
>Please be hot, please be hot.
>Her hair’s down.
>Not that that’s a bad thing. It looks sultry...
“Oh, hello darling.”
>Rarity turns around from her desk.
>No make up.
 
A. small talk.
B. business talk
C. “business” talk
 
>You sit on Twilight’s bed.
>Maybe you can bring back some memories?
>Does Rarity even remember?
>You pat the bed, and ask.
“Remember what, darling?”
>This bed.
“Anonymous! I thought we agreed to not talk about that ever again.”
>Not talk about what?
“Exactly.”
>Fuck, that wasn’t what you had in mind.
>Wasn’t it fun though?
“Anon… you’re testing my patience…”
>She just needs to admi-
“I shared something with you that I thought you were special enough to appreciate.”
>She lashes out at you.
“I opened up to you. Let you inside.”
>You resist the urge to snicker at that last bit.
“Showed you the real me! Someone that I thought you were supposed to appreciate!”
>Now that she’s up in your face, you notice how different Rarity looks today.
>Not because she’s angry, of course… but because she doesn’t have a cake on her face.
 
A. Apologize
B. Stay silent
C. Leave
 
>Wait… it’s not the lack of makeup that’s making her look different.
>She’s legitimately angry.
>You wait until she settles down a bit.
>Before preparing your long winded speech.
>Like you noticed earlier… you haven’t changed in the least bit since you’ve started coming here.
>Or… you haven’t changed at all since high school.
>In reality… you still feel like a kid.
>Now, earlier… and that fateful day with Rarity.
>Back then… you weren’t ready for… commitment.
>Hell, you’re still not sure if you are now.
>[spoiler]implying commitment with Rarity[/spoiler]
>And… you know that Rarity’s looking for someone who can see past the colored pigments and nanoparticles.
>Past the threads and stitches.
[spoiler]no, not at her bootylicious booty[/spoiler]
>But… at who she is on the inside.
>A plain girl, who loves art.
>Someone willing to offer anything to someone who cares about her.
>Generous. Keen. Intelligent…
>Beautiful.
“Y-you really think that’s who I am, Anon?”
>You nod once.
>She breaks into tears and hugs you softly because [spoiler]melodrama[/spoiler]
“Darling… why do you do this to me?”
>She plants a kiss on your cheek.
[spoiler]Eugh bitch step off ur ugly[/spoiler]
 
A. escalate.
B. leave and study.
C. leave and relax.
 
>You smile after Rarity’s uncolored lips take off from your cheek.
>Is… that all she has to offer?
>You got something better.
>Lips?
>Meet lips.
>You lean in and Rarity closes her eyes, opening her mouth slightly.
>You make contact, and the warmth you share increases.
>Her breath feels so good against yours.
>Oddly enough, just the breath and kiss alone was enough to pop you.
>You close your eyes and press up against her, kissing each other in sheer bliss.
>Lips envelop each other, taking their turns in winning the fight.
>She moans.
>Vibrations send forth through your lips, further inebriating you beyond anything you’ve experienced.
>That’s all you can feel, is the mind numbing supple flesh against yours.
>What you can hear?
“Mmnnh…”
>The soft sounds of puckering and movement…
>The sounds of clothes and bodies brushing against each other.
>A door slamming.
>The kiss breaks immediately.
“What was that?”
 
A. go investigate.
B. shrug it off
C. leave
 
>You fix your everything, as you pull off of Rarity.
>She fixes herself too.
>Not like there was much to fix to begin with.
“You’re leaving, darling?”
>Just going to take a look outside…
>You peek your head outside.
>Nobody lingering in the halls… and from the look of the lobby, nobody out there either.
>The only thing that accompanies you is an indiscriminate noise coming from… somewhere.
>Voices, sighing, grumbling.
>A loud thud.
>Now… if only you could pinpoint where that sound is…
 
A. Pinkie’s room
B. Rainbow/Flutter room.
C. Shower room.
 
>You move towards the door.
>Yup… it’s coming from inside…
>And the door’s open.
>You peek your head inside.
>And… all you see is a head of Rainbow hair face down on her bed.
>You can hear ragged and choppy breaths, her back rising up and down in odd staccato.
>What the hell’s going on in here?
>Rainbow never cries.
>And… the one time you saw her sad?
>After her away game?
>Damn near broke your heart.
>You couldn’t stand to see her like that.
>Broken. Defeated. Worthless.
>And here you are. Standing… seeing her like this.
>Crushed. Betrayed. Lost.
>She still hasn’t seen you yet.
 
A. comfort her
B. apologize
C. leave
 
>Rainbro needs you.
>You’re willing to give up a fucksession with the hall’s hottest girl to comfort her.
>If it’s Rainbow, she takes priority, right?
>She’s been there for you… so you need to return the favor.
>You knock softly on the door.
>Is she okay?
>Rainbow doesn’t need to turn around to throw a pillow at you.
“Get your ass out of here!”
>What’s wrong?
>She passive-aggresively chuckles through her tears.
“Oh, you know damn well what’s wrong.”
>Shit… she must’ve seen you kissing Rarity.
[spoiler]OP, why no issue with Pinkie?[/spoiler]
>Not just kissing Rarity…
>But practically fessing up to her like she was your waifu or something.
>And then eating her face.
>You do your best to comfort Rainbow Dash from afar.
“I thought I said leave!”
>You clutch the pillow Rainbow threw at you just earlier.
 
A. apologize.
B. go back to Rarity
C. leave
 
>Pillow in arms, you give it one last hug.
>One last deep breath.
>The scent of strawberries.
>To remind you what you’re fighting for.
>To remind you of how you are a genuine, caring person.
>Although the strawberries show you a hint of Femanon in your brain, the lessons you’ve learned from futilely chasing after her resonate through your psyche.
>You need to be there for the people you care about…
>You need to be a good boyfriend, and make the most of your time with everybody.
>You need to build that trust amongst your friends and loved ones.
>And when that trust is broken?
>You need to work like hell to build it back up.
>Hopefully Rainbow’s as forgiving as Fem was.
>The scent of strawberries vanish slowly.
“Are you still in here?! Get out!”
>You ask Rainbow Dash to listen to you.
“I don’t have to listen to you.”
>You’re sorry.
“Sorry’s not gonna cut it, Anon! I can’t believe you could do this to me! I liked you! Hell, I might’ve even started to love you! And you knew that! And threw it all away!”
>She’s right.
>You’re struggling for words now. Dash whips around and shows you the tears streaming down her face.
>Before she has the chance to hit you….
>You tell her how you feel horrible. That what you did was entirely wrong. You regret everything that you’ve done…
>Dash holds her fist back as your brain’s working overtime to think of what to say, careful not to fuck anything up.
>Because… if you lost Dash…
>No, mind… stay optimistic.
>You’re not gonna lose Dash.
>You don’t wanna lose her.
>She means the world to you.
>She supported you through your endeavors.
>Filled your black and white days with sheer color.
>Made you as happy as you are healthy.
“G-get out… now.”
 
[spoiler]End Day 44[/spoiler]
 
>You exit the room, closing the door slowly behind you, and trudge back to your room.
>Feeling dejected. Lost.
>You screwed up.
>Rainbow.
>The girl who asked for nothing.
>On the surface, brash and confident, but on the inside…
>Someone who wanted to be cared for.
>Someone who was looking for appreciation beyond her physical skills.
>Someone who was looking for fun… but found something deeper…
>But dove too deep.
>But you’re not giving up hope.
>Trust is going to take a while to build.
>And you can only hope that her favor swings in your fortune.
>You return to your room, crack open a book, and begin to study.
 
Day 44 Summary
Rarity Arc advanced
Dash waifu arc advanced.
Study efficiency: 40%