Welcome to Canterlot Univeristy: 48 Hours Remain Edition.
 
The Ten Commandments so far:
http://pastebin.com/TMRP9RLM
http://pastebin.com/u/OPtimisticAnon
 
>48 hours remain?
>Lol no
>You're currently asleep at this hour.
>Cuddled up against...
>Some colorful and strawberry scented breathing pillow.
>In that pillow's bed...
>In that pillow's room...
>Is the doormat in here too?
>Eh, whatever... you don't care.
>She feels good.
>Now... how many hours remain?
>The futuristic dream clock says its dumb o'clock.
>Stupid dream clock.
>You're skipping along a brick road with a large strawberry.
>It's a decently cold day.
>Perfect for soup.
"Hey Anon! Betcha can't beat me to the end of the road!"
>The strawberry takes off.
 
A. chase after the strawberry
B. eat the strawberry.
C. run the opposite way.
 
[spoiler]Eating break. Take this time to get situated.
 
>You put on your running shoes and dance the blues.
>David Bowie smiles upon you, lighting the way.
>There are 40 cans of Crush soda that line your path.
>Rollin' around at the speed of sound, got places to go.
>Gotta follow my strawberry!
>After a kickflip and a loop, you've caught up to the strawberry!
>Finally, time to-
>Your leg shifts.
>Then your chest.
>Now you're just kinda hittin' dat young Dougie Fresh over here.
>Shining Armor would be proud of your Cali based soigue.
>That's French for swag.
>But... the stirring!
>It wakes you up!
"Mmmgh..."
>Dash stirs in front of you...
>It's still pretty dark, thanks to the blinds.
>But the digital red lines in the distance say a blurry 9:30.
>Looks like you can get out of bed without Dash waking up.
>Your stealth stat is high enough.
 
A. Get up.
B. wake Rainbow up
C. Go back to sleep.
 
>Fuck it. Sleepy time.
>Real clock turns into dream clock.
>It's bitch o'clock right now.
>Perfect time for television!
>Wonder what's on TV in the dream world.
>Lol, look at that little kid in a purple shirt falling off a cliff.
>He's falling fast.
>And it doesn't look like he's in control of himself.
>It's because he doesn't work out his core.
>You need abs to have body control.
>Duh.
>He's still falling!
>Damn, he's good.
>Where's the ground?
 
A. walk to the falling person
B. find the strawberry
C. wake up
 
>You'd love to see someone die in a dream!
>Should be awesome.
>You take one step towards the cliff.
>And you step on nothing.
>Now you're falling!
>Sweet.
>You're a good girl.
>You love your momma.
>You love Jesus.
>And America too.
>AND YOU'RE FREE!!!
>Free fallin'!
>You needle yourself so that you can catch up to the falling kid.
>It's... Spike?
>Haven't seen that nigga in ages.
"Hey... I guess you're my roommate? I'm Spike."
>Can you ignore your girth?
>You fist Spike in mid air.
>Mid air fisting.
>Never thought you'd see the day.
>Or the ground.
>You hit the
>Bed!
>You're awake now...
>And somehow, Rainbow's become the big spoon.
>It's a blurry 10:00...
"Hey... Anon? You awake?"
>You are now.
 
A. stay in bed
B. start the day
C. go back to your room
 
>While in bed, you and Dash continue your spooning and talk about high school days.
>How it was so much easier.
>How it was a huge waste of time.
>The fun shenanigans you got into with your friends.
>Oh crap... you're gonna see them all again soon, aren't you?
>Like... Anon, anon, and... anon... oh yeah, and Femanon!
>You close your eyes for a bit.
>You see them all coming back.
>Every one of them.
>It's good to see everyone coming back to you...
>And they all give you high fives and bro hugs.
>Almost... as if they didn't skip a beat.
>Almost as if you never left.
[spoiler]I'm talking about you guys. ;~; Thanks for staying with me and coming back.[/spoiler]
[spoiler]Real talk, yesternight was boring and empty as fuck, so expect melodrama.[/spoiler]
>Dash hits you on the arm.
"Jeez, Anon... you're a real softie."
>She giggles as you kiss her on the cheek.
>Oh fuck, big mistake.
>How's the morning breath?
>According to Dash's face... unnoticeable.
>Or... maybe she's just being nice.
 
A. start the day
B. help Dash pack
C. Go back to your room.
 
>Why would you help Dash pack?
>For feels?
>You want feels, huh, is that it?
[spoiler]Ask SB.[/spoiler]
>Yeah, that's right you dumb whore.
>Whore feels for your whore mouth.
>Take it.
>Take it all.
>Take all the feels you selfish asshat.
 
>You get out of bed.
>Rainbow follows you, her bag still on the floor next to her.
>Looks like she's done most of her packing.
>Everything in her bag, you've seen her wear one time or another.
>You open her closet.
>There's something you haven't seen her wear before.
>A light blue strapless dress, covered in a plastic sheet to protect from damage.
>Wonder what Rainbow looks like in a dress.
>Chills.
"H-hey! What are you doing?"
>Just trying to dress her with your eyes.
>Usually, you're trying to do the opposite.
>Dash blushes, quickly snatching the dress and neatly stuffing it into her bag.
>There's... one last thing hanging in her closet.
>A royal blue soccer jersey.
>With her name and number on the back in gold.
>You take it out and look at it.
>Dash comes right beside you and smiles bitterly at it.
"I... I have to return this today."
>Dash frowns immediately, and you do an equal frown.
 
A. cheer her up.
B. ask for her to stay
C. leave the room.
 
>You put down the jersey and hug her.
>She'll be wearing the same color at UCLA anyways.
>She smirks and hugs you tighter.
"Gee, thanks, Anon."
>You let her go and she looks at the jersey one last time.
"This... this is it, isn't it?"
>What's it?
"This is... goodbye?"
>Pff... no! Remember, party tonight!
"But... they want me at UCLA by 12 PM on Monday."
>What's the harm in staying up late?
>Does the train/plane/bus/coyote leave early?
>She nods...
>Well... hopefully you won't go too hard tonight.
>Now... back to your room.
 
>Spike's not in right now.
>But your room is just as you left it.
>Nothing new...
>Just a slight mess.
 
A. breakfast
B. pack up
C. vidya
 
>You're coming back here next quarter... right?
>There can be a few things you can leave.
>Actually?
>Hold up, yeah, you need to pack up everything.
>V-neck.
>Jeans.
>Hoodie.
>V-neck.
>Jeans.
>Pillow case.
>Laptop?
>No... you might need it later.
>Wow... you're actually all done.
 
A. vidya
B. food
C. start the party.
 
>Thank you guys for being sensitive to my life schedule.
>Time to party!
>You head outside of the room.
>And... skip a couple few hours or so.
>Pinkie should be setting up right now, right?
"Heya Nonny!"
>I've been writing random convenient Pinkie so many times, you think you'd have figured it out by now.
"Wanna help me out?"
>Hopefully she doesn't need too much help setting up.
>Looks like she's going lazy with the decorations.
"No, I just haven't started yet!"
>The lobby's actually the same... no food, no drinks, no music... no fun.
>Are you guys having food?
"Yup!"
>Drinks?
"Yuparoonie!"
>No... like "drinks"...
"Oh... we... um... I think the RA won't let us! What a party pooper, right?"
>Plus, he's probably the only one who could probably buy drinks.
"So whaddya wanna do, Nonny?"
 
A. Find Shining Armor
B. Buy some food.
C. Decorations.
 
"Alrighty! You got it! Here's money."
>Pinkie pulls some money from behind your ears.
>It's actually a decent amount of money.
"We're gonna need chips, dip, and... uh, whatever you want! I'll be backing something, so just work around me, 'kay?"
>Um... uh.
>Good thing she trusts your sense of culinary judgement.
 
>You head down to the campus store.
>Is that... Spike?
>He's got a Monster in his hand.
>And... he looks shorter.
>And he's squinting.
>Eh... food first.
>Chips, guacamole.
>Mini sandwiches.
>All sorts of microwaveable magic.
>Fuck, how to into host party?
>Alright... that's everything.
 
A. Spike
B. Pay and leave
C. Attempt to steal (dubs)
 
>Spike, huh?
"Oh... hey, um... Aaron, right?"
>Anon. Come on, it's been like... a week.
>Where the hell has he been?
"I dropped out, Anon. School isn't worth it. The Fields of Justice are my calling. I am a summoner."
>If this guy didn't look like a little kid, you might have hit him for saying something that autistic.
"Yeah, yeah... how's it going?"
>Other than fucking Rarity, it's fantastic.
"Rarity?"
>The cogs don't click in his mind.
>You see his right middle finger tapping impatiently against his Monster can.
>He shakes his head.
>Wow... what the hell happened to him?
>He used to be so full of [spoiler]shit[/spoiler]
"I'm... in diamond now. Diamond 1."
>Well, that's nice.
>He should come to the dorm party! It's going to be real fun.
"I... I've got matches to play."
>The cashier rings him up.
>The adjacent cashier rings you up as well.
"Well... I guess I'll see you around."
 
A. make him go to the party
B. follow him
C. let him go
 
>There's no convincing him.
>If that's what he wants to do... that's okay.
>A real friend would support him through his decision.
>But... your Lulu game has been really sloppy as of late.
>And Thresh keeps getting banned.
>So... no supporting Spike.
>... you chose A?
>Oh.
>C'mere faggot, you're coming.
>You grab Spike by his left arm and drag him forcefully to the party.
 
"Look what the non dragged in! It's Spike!"
>Pinkie wraps Spike in one of those hugs.
"Spikey-Wikey's here?"
>Rarity opens the door and joins the hug.
>The door opens behind you, as you set your foodstuffs down on the table.
"Howdy everybody! Hope y'all like apples!"
>Not just Applejack, but the whole Apple family.
>Applejack, Applebloom, and Royale with Cheese.
>So many people are coming...
>Only wonder how cool is Shining Armor with all of this.
 
A. start eating.
B. socialize (specify)
C. fun things
 
Phone invites (4)
http://pastebin.com/7BVxC7XQ
 
Vinyl (party): You know i'm there, dude. I'll bring Tavi!
Colgate (party): Sure? Redheart and I are just finishing packing up.
Vinyl: nvm... no Tavi.
>Of course.
>Vibration in your hand.
Vinyl: Lyra's coming!
 
>In a matter of minutes, DJ's throwing out bass while you returning her midrange.
>OH BABY YOUUUUUU
>GOT WHAT I NEEEED.
>Biz on a marquee.
>Is Applebloom enjoying the party?
"Eeyup! Ah cain't wait tah go tah college next year."
>You try not to remind her of the possible financial issue that could arise in the future.
>Because crushing dreams is an evil thing to do.
>Anal sex on the other hand?
>You have a policy on that.
>Only if she asks for it.
>Everyone from your hall is enjoying the party.
>People dippin into your guac.
>Twilight and Fluttershy are actually letting loose.
>And... so is Rarity.
>Lyra's dancing and jumping around next to Colgate, as Vinyl switches tracks.
>Where the hell did Spike go?
"I can't believe we're having this much fun without alcohol!"
>Pinkie scoots next to you and bumps you with her hip.
 
A. Find Shining Armor
B. Find Spike
C. Find Rainbow
D. Socialize (specify)
 
>Gotta find Rainbow.
>This is her last day at CanterU...
>Might as well make it memorable.
>You check the couch... and the doormat on the couch.
"Rainbow? I haven't seen her since this morning!"
>Fluttershy hands you her ID card for you to check the girls hall.
>Swiping your way through two doors, you're in Fluttershy's room.
>Both of the rooms are fairly clean, and Dash's bag is still on the floor, zipped up nice and tight.
>She's not in here, but her bag is.
>She hasn't left yet.
>Time to search...
>Wait... phones.
>Duh.
>You shoot her a text.
Rainbow Dash (where are you): rooftop, you coming?
 
A. rooftop
B. tell her to come back down
C. stay inside
 
>Yep, up to the roof.
>Now... how to get up there?
Rainbow Dash (how): I climbed. don't tell me you cant. :P
>Well, here we go.
>Good thing you're not... too high off the ground.
>Or drunk.
>Maybe either of those two could help your situation out.
>You open the window, feeling your back pocket vibrate.
Rainbow Dash: There's a ladder out back. :P
>Fucking Rainbow Dash.
 
>It's starting to get dark now.
>The moon's supposed to be fullish or whatever.
>Moons work differently here.
>Dash helps you up the ladder.
"I didn't think you'd actually try it!"
>Gotta admit... if you wanted that final introspective scene with Rainbow...
>You woulda written it on a soccer field.
>With her pensively shooting penalties, as she questions the purpose of everything and anything she does.
>And, when she comes to her realization, she smiles and hugs you.
>But nope, marketing ran low on budget, so we had to make cuts to the writing department.
>So it's just you and Dash on the roof.
"And... Jack."
>Applejack?
"Daniels."
>Leave it to Dash to have liquor on her.
>If she got caught with this, this could ruin her athletic credibility.
>Are you getting an idea?
 
A. Continue to talk
B. Push her off the roof
C. Take "memorabilia" pictures to use for blackmail.
 
 
>You take a quick swig, and she follows up with her own.
"Remember how we met, Anon?"
>Yeah, she said she wasn't looking for anything serious.
>The days calling her Clowncunt and Rainbro.
>The days of brotein, and post class workouts.
"Hey, I actually liked Rainbro. It was cute."
>Does she remember when she fucked up her ankle?
"Yeah... and you were always there to help me out."
>You shrug. Ankle injuries are your professional fetish.
"Th-thanks..."
>A silence follows.
>One that kind of just lags on for a while, as you two sit, backs leaned against a wall, leaning on each other, watching for the moon.
>Thumps of bass can be heard faintly from downstairs.
>Other than the 130 beats per minute, it's silence between you and her.
>You've had this silence before.
>And it's inevitble to prolong it.
>You know what she's thinking.
>Dash and Anon.
>It WILL end.
>Long distance relationships won't work out so well.
>You came to that conclusion with Fem.
>Luckily, you tied up your loose ends with her.
>The silence ensues.
 
A. suggest ending the relationship
B. suggest continuing the relationship
C. sit in silence.
 
>Dash remembers Fem, right?
"Fem?"
>Femanon, your uh... ex-girlfriend, from high school."
>She doesn't quite remember.
>The one that was here like a week or two ago.
"Oh, right, right... her."
>You tell her what's on your mind.
>That what you went through last summer.
>Ending something that was good.
>It was one of the hardest things to do so far.
"Are... you saying that we should... end this?"
>No... not like that at all.
>It's just...
>If you cut it off, there's bound to be some feeling still left.
>Missing what's in absence in your life.
>There are times when that residual feeling comes back to bite you.
>But... all you have left to go back on are memories.
>But if you two can stay together.
>There's nothing really limiting you other than space.
"You want us... to keep going?"
>You nod, and she smiles, hugging you.
"Is it really going to work?"
>No point in not trying.
>Plus... it's not like the distance is gonna kill you.
>UCLA's a train ride away.
>And the time?
>It's only gonna make it sweeter.
>The next time you see each other again.
 
>And who knows? It might be sooner than you'd expect.
>Who knows what lies in your future.
>In Dash's future.
>In the world's future.
>Just one big writefag upstairs running the whole show for you.
>And you're just enjoying the script you've been given.
>The role you were destined to play.
>What ever lines you were given? Make the most of them.
>What ever backstory you were set up with? Make it define you.
>Play your role.
>Rainbow certainly has her own.
>And hopefully, administration upstairs has plans for you two to meet again.
[spoiler]No, I'm not implying that I'm God.[/spoiler]
"I'm headed back down to snag some snacks... I'll be right back."
>Dash headhugs you, stands up slowly and decends the ladder cautiously.
>Leaving you alone on the roof.
>You know your all of your friends are down there.
>The people who have been practically a second family to you for the past 50 days.
>Through clingy encounters, and persistent drama.
>Through the endless games and fun you all shared.
>And... it's time to say goodbye to them.
>Next to a beautiful indigo sky, silver light painting the clouds and the floor around you.
>While the bass and chatter evaporates its way through the concrete floor beneath you, the moon seems to beckon to you.
>As if to say something.
>She's been up there, lighting up the sky this whole time.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9XrL_F6tnT4
 
End Day 49
 
[spoiler]Is it wrong that I'm almost crying?