Title:           CanterU: 5+ Friday
Author:          Kiyo3
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/eg8aHVQY
First Edit:      Sunday 22nd of September 2013 09:56:37 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 22nd of September 2013 09:56:37 AM CDT

Welcome to CanterU: Livin' on a Prayer+ Edition!
 
The Story So Far: http://pastebin.com/u/Kiyo3
Yesterday with posts: http://archive.heinessen.com/mlp/thread/13635000#p13635000
 
>Jesus... what time is it?
>You check you watch.
>11:30
>Well, you missed classes today.
>Great job.
>You don't even remember getting into your bed last night.
>Probably since you didn't.
>You and Spike are still at his laptop, controllers in hand.
>Last night was fun, but League is too... time consuming.
>At least you have all day to party.
>You quietly get up and shower off hours worth of vidya-grime and get dressed.
 
A. Food
B. Sleep
C. Lobby
 
>Hours of gaming can take their toll.
>Your stomach turns inside you.
>Must...Feed...
>You nigger on over to the Dining Hall.
>It's pretty empty.
>Everyone must be class.
>Like good students.
>famiry is shamed
>You get in line and pick out some bananas.
>Delicious.
>You try to find an empty table, or at least someone familiar.
>You notice Applejack sitting alone by the doors.
>You also see Rarity sitting with a boys around her.
>Typical "lady".
 
A. Applejack
B. Rarity
C. Eat Alone
 
>Rarity looks busy.
>Sucking on the attention of horny men must take a lot of time out of her schedule.
>Poor Spike...
>Luckily, Applejack seems more down-to-earth.
>Must be a hereditary thing.
>Working on a farm must be awesome.
>You take your bananas over to Applejack.
>She has a pie in front of her.
>What kind of pie?
"Oh, hey Anon. Didn't see ya there. It's apple. Wanna slice?"
>Predictable much?
>Still... Wynaut?
>Apple pie and bananas.
>Not implying much there.
>Applejack giggles and gives you a slice.
>She has class after this?
"Yeah... gotta back outside for AS.
>That sounds like fun.
"It's an easy A. Ah've been doin' this sort of thing for years. Even though, this time, I ain't got my brother and sis to help me out."
>She has a brother?
"Yeah. Big Macintosh, and Applebloom. Big Mac actually goes here, but for math..."
>She looks down at her food.
"Granny Smith was mad somethin' awful when he told her that. She really wanted him to help out with the farm, y'know?"
>You nod understandingly.
>Tradition and jews and Anatevka, right?
"We've never really had any money problems either, so Ah guess he wants to go in'ta business or somethin' fancy."
>Understandable.
>A change in scenery is always nice.
>Applejack smiles and nods.
>You check the clock.
>12:30.
"Oh darn! Ah'm late for class!"
 
A. Go with her
B. Hang back
 
>Being a gentleman is always top priority.
>Right up there with class and League.
>You crack yourself up.
>Applejack packs up her stuff and starts leaving.
>You get your stuff too.
>Checking out AS might be fun.
"You wanna come with me, Anon. Check out what life is like on the farm?"
>Sure.
>Or maybe it'd just be easier to spend time with her that way...
"Aww, shucks Anon..."
>The two of you walk outside, behind the school.
>Somehow, you never noticed the massive amount of farmland sitting behind the school.
>Some 10 acres filled with rows of crops.
>No wonder the vegetables in the dining hall are so cheap.
>doesn't mean you'd ever eat your greens though...
"Ain't it nice? It's not like the farm back home, but it's pretty darn close."
>She seems a little sad...
>Maybe... homesick?
"Naw... I..."
>She puts on a smile.
"My life was all on that farm, y'know? Being in'a new place, even college... It's kinda hard ta get used too."
>You put an arm around her.
>She seems pretty tough.
>There's probably nothing she can't get through.
>And she always has you.
>She smiles at you, and sorta blushes.
"Ah... thank ya, Anon."
>She heads on over to the field and picks up some gardening tools.
>Tools.
>Hot.
 
A. Stay and garden
B. Lobby
C. Dorm
 
>She's getting busy with those carrots.
>A girl nearby starts talking to her, and she laughs.
>She'll be fine.
>You wave goodbye and head back inside.
>Since you missed your classes, you have free reign of the school.
>You walk into the lobby and sit down on the couch.
>Maybe your phone has something interesting?
>Ooo...
>It do...
Pinkie Pie: Where ya been Nonny? Missed you in class.
>That's true.
>You haven't seen your Ponka in a few days.
>You'll probably see her later.
>In the meantime, you start to hear the sounds of hard rock coming from a nearby room.
>You've never noticed that before...
>You head on over and look through a window.
>The first thing you notice is the group of obvious hipsters standing around.
>You also notice who they're staring at, in the center of the room.
>The sparkling blue hair completes the bass guitar and tanned skin.
 
A. Go inside
B. Dorm
C. Lobby again
 
>The music calls to you.
>The hipsters inside look at you, and then your clothes.
>Their whispers don't deter you though.
>The obviously-cool-guy in the center of the room notices their whispers and turns around.
>He gives his best million-dollar smile and offers you his hand.
"Hey brah, what's goodie with you? It's nice to meet you."
>[spoiler]Who... who talks like that?[/spoiler]
>Your hand meets his and attempts to imitate it's motions.
>He's clearly trying hard to impress.
"Yo, what's your name, bro?
>Anon...
"Cool name, bro. The guys here call me Flash. Flash Sentry."
>The hipsters nod in agreement and resume whispering.
>You start to wonder why you came in here in the first place.
 
A. Talk to Flash
B. Leave
 
>At least he's trying to be accommodating.
>The hipsters around the room haven't done anything 'cept stare at you and whisper.
>Damned hispters and their record players.
>Whatever, it's 2009!
"What, brah?"
>You think he means to say 'whose bra."
"What brah?"
>Your god-tier humor is lost on him.
>Flash starts talking to you about epic music, like Fishead and Death Monkey.
"You know those bands, right brah?"
>Definitely not too underground for you...
>You let him talk more about how cool and fun he is.
>Regular Van Wilder, sure...
"So, dude, you know that chick Twilight?"
>A little.
>She's pretty cool, you suppose.
"Well, between you and me..."
>He looks around the room as the hipsters turn to face him.
"I'm totally gonna tap that, bro. She totally digs me."
>Is that so?
>Thought of them is... unsettling.
>He doesn't seem her type.
>But you won't get in his way.
>After all, you barely know Twilight, save for her voracious reading habits.
>As he talks to you about her [spoiler]plot[/spoiler] and other girls he's banged, you eye his guitar.
 
A. Ask to see it
B. Keep listening
C. Leave
 
>Nice guitar.
>No, wait, it's a bass.
>How'd he play it like a guitar before...?
"It's nice, right? My father gave it to me before I left to come here. It's been in my family for generations."
>It's nice.
>Obviously his dad lied though...
>It's a 2009 model.
>But Flash doesn't use his muscles to think, so you won't ruin it for him.
>Can you see it?
"Sure brah. You play?"
>Sure...
>[spoiler]To quote someone we haven't met yet, noooope[/spoiler]
>You pick up the bass and trying playing a few chords.
>Years of music training [spoiler]you never had[/spoiler] paid off.
>The hipsters around you shake their heads, but it only makes you try harder.
>You grip the neck even harder, and start moving your feet to your non-music.
>You soon find yourself on the floor, with cords tangled between your feet.
>And a broken bass in your hands.
>Maybe you gripped to tight.
>You get up and see Flash's tanned face glaring at you.
"Dude, the fuck is wrong with you? My grandfather made that guitar by hand!"
>Sure he did...
[spoiler]freakin nazi musicians...[/spoiler]
>You take off the strap of the guitar and try handing him the pieces.
>Too bad he's revving up a punch.
 
A. Get out of dodge [spoiler]you get the joke[/spoiler]
B. Use the bass
C. Punch
 
>The hipsters surround you as Flash throws his punch.
>The body of his bass blocks his punch, causing him to scream in pain.
"You'll pay for that, you piece of shit!"
>He goes in for the kill again.
>Luckily, you're ready this time.
>You dodge and swing what remains of the guitar into his stomach, in total Scott Pilgrim fashion.
>You hear the air rush out of him as he stumbles back into the open arms of his hipster army.
>An army that is now coming after you.
>After all, you just wrecked [spoiler]Xerxes[/spoiler].
>You get the hell outta dodge as the faceless hipsters run after you, hoodies and baggie jeans.
>You're a little winded from the fight, and they're catching up fast.
>You gotta hide somewhere.
 
A. Dorm
B. Dining Hall
C. Outside
D. Request (dubs)
 
>They'll definitely get you if you go to your dorm..
>And the Dining Hall may or may not be packed...
>And outside is too... spacious.
>As you run, you pass by the entrance to the girls hall.
>As if some god favored you, the entrance if open.
>You look behind you to see if the Hipster Army is close.
>They're not even in sight.
>Probably stopped at the Campus Coffee Kiosk.
>You head into the girls hall, watching for any roaming RA's.
>There's an open door to your right.
>Enter?
>Y_
>E_
>S_
>Action accepted.
>You duck inside and hide under a frilly cloth-thing.
>You don't expect the HA's to find you here.
>What you don't expect, however, is for that frilly cloth-thing to yelp.
"Anon! What are you doing?!"
>You get out from under it and realize that you were under a dress.
>An occupied one.
>You turn and see Rarity, mouth agape, running a needle through a thread.
>And behind you, Fluttershy is a tomato.
 
A. Explain
B. Fluttershy
C. Rarity
D. Leave
 
>Well, this is awkward...
>You tell the two shocked girls about Flash and what happened.
>Fluttershy is still too tomato to talk, but Rarity looks at you in disgust.
>For Flash, that it...
"I always new that boy was terrible. After all, he chose Twilight! After I tried so hard..."
>Err... what?
"Nothing, darling.You can stay here. I just wished you had told me before you went under Fluttershy..."
>You both look at Fluttershy, who quickly turns away from your gaze.
*Sigh*"She'll be like that for a while, I suppose."
>The least you could do is say sorry.
>You tell her that you were only trying to get away, and that you didn't see... anything...
>She's pales a little more, a good thing in this situation.
"It's... It's okay Anon. I guess i'd do the same thing if I were you, too..."
>At least she's responding...
 
A. Leave
B. Rarity
C. Fluttershy
 
>You leave Rarity to her sewing and turn to Fluttershy.
>Her shyness really defines her.
>So does that dress.
>Flattery doesn't describe what it does for her body...
>And those boobs...
>[spoiler]Thank you, MegaSweet[/spoiler]
>They're so... big...
>She notices you staring, and blushes hard.
"Anon... could you..."
>Could you... what?
>Her shyness is preventing her from saying it.
>What is it, Flootsy?
"Could you... not stare at my chest... It's embarrasing..."
>You didn't even realize your gaze was on them.
>Totally worth it.
>Rarity laughs behind you.
"Fluttershy, darling, you must realize that your assets are your greatest strength. Just look at me!"
>Rarity.
>Simply whorish
>though classy.
>Anyone say Killer Queen?
>Unfortunately, Rarity's comment only makes Fluttershy cover herself even more.
"That's okay Rarity... I could never do what... what you do..."
>Oh, the implications...
>Rarity laughs again and finishes threading the needle.
"Fluttershy dear, I need you to take the dress off again. I must finish the trim."
>Flootsy blushes again.
"B-But... Anon is he-"
"Nonsense. Fashion is more important!"
>Yes.
>Yes it is.
>However, before you can get your free peep show, Flootsy pushes you out of the room.
"I'm sorry Anon! I just... can't let you see me... like... like that..."
>Damn...
>Now your outside the room.
>Flash's goons are nowhere in sight.
>It's probably safe to go out...
 
A. Dorm
B. Lobby
C. Outside
 
>Probably safe...
>Not safe enough though...
>There's one place you haven't checked out yet...
>The gym.
>You follow the campus maps to this new foreign land.
>Back home, you used to work out a little, but nothing serious.
>After that little... altercation with flash... it's probably a good time to start seriously training your body.
[spoiler]As I always say, get your summer body in winter[/spoiler]
>You enter the gym, free with your I.D.
>As you wander the barbel racks and treadmills, filled with /fit/girls and /fit/men, you notice a familiar body in tight clothing.
>Really tight clothes...
>oh... so tight.
>At least the rainbow hair works for her.
 
A. Rainbow
B. Train alone
 
>Rainbow is sitting down on a bench, drinking from a water bottle.
>She's pretty wet...
>From sweat.
>Nice.
>What's she been up too?
"Anon? What're you doing here? I didn't know you worked out?"
>She looks at your arms and legs.
"And you probably don't..."
>Hey... she's right...
>She laughs at you (or with you?)
"Come on. I'll help you out. I'm sort of a pro at this."
>Just like on the soccer field.
"You saw the game the other day?"
>Yeah.
>She was pretty good.
>Rainbow sets you up with some barbels and has you do a few curls.
"I had to do good. It was the first game of the season. I gotta keep my scholarship somehow."
>She's got a scholarship?
>Lucky...
"Sports are easy. I'm good at everything."
>She laughs and pats you on the back hard, making you drop one of the weights.
"I'm just cool like that."
>Yeah.
>30% cooler
>The two of you move on to a bench press.
>She sure you can do this?
"Sure Anon. You'll totally wreck this thing!"
>Her enthusiasm infects you.
>She spots you as you do a few reps.
>You do the same for her once you're done.
>How does she like it here, now that's it's been about a week?
"I like the school. Though, I only came here cause of the scholarship."
>You can understand that.
>The two of you head towards the door of the gym.
"Nice job today Anon. Maybe we could work out together again sometime."
>Sure. That'd be fun.
>She hands you a slip of paper and runs off.
"Oh yeah... Stop being absent. I need someone cool to hang with in English"
>You watch Rainbow and her yoga pants run off.
>Yoga pants.
>Gifts from the gods themselves.
>Well, that was fun, but now you're alone...
>With a girls number, but still alone...
 
A. Dorm
B. Lobby
C. Dining Hall
 
>It's probably not best to disturb the Leaguing Spike.
>You'll deal with him later, hopefully.
>You head on over to the lobby.
>Maybe you'll find some cool people there.
>Over by a table, you see Applejack and Twilight talking.
>You also notice Pinkie Pie hanging something on the lobby bulletin board.
 
A. Pinkie
B. Twi and Apples
 
>Pinkie looks sort of busy, with her papers and stuff.
>They look a little like flyers.
>You'll get one later.
>You pull up a chair next to Applejack, who hugs you.
"Heya Anon. What're you up t-"
"ANON!"
>Twilight looks at you, with a mix of concern and contempt.
"Are you ok? Flash told me what happened!"
>Flash?
>Twilight?
>Right.
>>Asshole of the Century is trying to get at Twilight.
>Like that'd happen.
>Does she even like that lunkhead?
"Who, huh? Flash? Oh yeah... he's... nice."
>Who are you kidding, that guy was a dingdong.
>Attractive and full of cream.
>So does she like him or something?
"N-n-no... I just think he's... cute, is all. He's definitely not my type though."
>You'll read her, you'll read her.
>No, you can't read her poker face.
>Probably for the best.
>You don't want to get up in her biz.
"He's complicated Anon... I don't know how I feel."
>Then she looks at you intensely.
"I mean, what he did to you-"
>Tried to do.
"Right... He's got... I don't know, an anger problem? I don't know..."
>Damn right, he's got problems.
 
A. Twilight
B. Applejack
 
>You leave Twilight to her "feelings".
>Ugh.
>Women...
>You turn to Applejack, who is looking at you strangely.
>What's up?
"Oh, sorry Anon. Ah didn't realize Ah was staring."
>No problem.
>You don't mind at all.
>Applejack turns the shade of her name and looks away.
"Yer too sweet Anon."
>Sweet like Apple pie.
>[spoiler]maybe you'll get some later[/spoiler]
>She smiles at you.
>Strange feelings come over you.
>For some reason, your mind drifts back to Fem-
"Hiya Nonny! How's it going? I missed ya in class today."
>She pauses to think.
>It looks... really hard for her...
"Come to think of it, I haven't seen in class for days. What're you busy doing that you can't hang out with me?"
>Not much.
>Sleeping, leaguing, eating...
>Meeting new people.
"I love meeting new people!"
>You sort of got that...
"Hey, what's your names?"
>She's looking at Twi and Applejack now.
"I'm Twilight Sparkle. Science major."
"And Ah'm Applejack. AS student."
"Oh wow! That's so cool! Sorry for not introducing myself before. I'm Pinkie Pie!"
>Pinkie Pie being pink.
>Was the name not obvious?
"So, are you all busy tomorrow night?"
>The group shakes their heads in unison.
"Well, I'm throwing a party for the freshmen tomorrow at around 8. We don't all know each other yet, and that's not very fun, so I thought this would be a great idea. Even the Grad students wanted to help!"
>Twilight's eyes widen.
"Will... Celestia be there?"
"Of course silly!"
>Twilight pales a bit, but Applejack reassures her.
>What could go wrong.
>Pinkie checks her watch, and gasps, spilling her papers.
"I'm late. For a very important date!"
>She waves as she runs out of the lobby.
"Come ta think about it, it is gettin' pretty late ya'll. I think Ah'll turn in for the night."
"Me too."
>You pack your stuff up and head out the door with the two drowsy girls.
 
A. Apples
B. Twilight
C. Dorm
 
>You say goodbye to Twilight and walk with Applejack.
>She's being... quiet...
>You've never heard such silence in this place.
>Is she okay?
"Ah'm sorry Anon. Ah'm just... Ah guess Ah'm a little homesick."
>You can relate.
>There's not a day that goes by without you thinking back to your family, and what they're doing without you.
>But you're making the most of it.
>And she has too, too.
>She's strong enough to make it on her own too.
>Plus, she has Twilight, Pinkie, Big Mac, and you.
>She'll be fine.
>You put your arm around Applejack to comfort her, and she leans into you.
"T-thank you Anon. If you don't mind me saying this, yer one of the best things that's happened ta me since coming here..."
>You walk her over to her dorm, which is empty, save for a few papers.
>Wait, those are the flyers from before...
>Pinkie's her roommate?
"Ah, yeah, Ah guess... Ah never crossed paths before with her."
>That's odd.
>You'd think the one person Pinkie would want to meet would be her roommate...
>But that isn't your business.
>Pinkie, for all her insanity, seems to always be busy, so that explains that.
>Applejack nods understandingly.
 
A. Leave
B. Business
C. Bizness
 
>For some reason, you just don't want to say goodnight.
>You want to make this last for a while.
>Maybe you'll get something out of it.
>She heard about Flash?
"O'course Ah did Anon. That's all Twilight could talk about. Did he hurt you too bad?"
>He didn't land a single hit on you.
>Neither did his army.
>Jesus, those people scared you more than [spoiler]SCP-106
look it up. I dare you[/spoiler]
>All hoodied and walkman-equipped...
>*shudder*
"How'd ya get outta that one?"
>You tell her about running into the girls dorm.
>Leaving out the Fluttershy-dress part is probably for the best.
>At least Rarity let you hide there for a while.
"Rarity seems, nice..."
>She's okay.
>She's pretty classy and ladylike, and always has some boy after her.
>She's also a pro at using that to her advantage.
"Girls like that... that ain't right, y'know? They shouldn't use men like that..."
>Hey, it's her life.
>When she gets syphilis, she'll have to deal.
>Applejack laughs and goes into her bathroom to get changed.
>She comes back with significantly less clothes on...
>Just a long shirt, with, maybe, nothing underneath.
>Zoinks.
 
A. Business
B. Bizness
C. Leave
 
>You stop staring at Applejack's barely clothed body long enough to see the clock on her wall.
>It's nearly 11:45.
>You never gone this long without sleep before.
>You realize this as your phone buzzes.
>It's Spike.
Spike: Anon! RA about to close the hall. Where are you?
>Shit...
>You didn't realize the RA locked down the hall on Friday.
>Or on anyday.
>Must be a first week thing.
>You have to go now, or else you'll get caught in here.
>That wouldn't be too bad.
>But you suddenly care about your reputation with the ladies of CU.
>Probably better to go...
"Are ya sure Anon?"
>Yeah...
>Sorry Applejack...
"That's okay Anon. Ah'll see ya tomorrow."
>You open the door and start to head out, but she stops you.
"Are ya going to Pinkie's party?"
>Wynaut.
>It should be fun.
"Good. Ah'm looking foward to it. Maybe we can go together."
>Applejack kisses your cheek, and playfully pushes you out of the room before closing the door.
>She kissed you...
>Now you have to frame your cheek
>You run on over to your dorm, where Spike is waiting with the dorm open,
"Anon! Finally! Did you get my text?"
>Of course, little buddy.
>You head inside and get into your pj's.
>More correctly, your underwear.
>Gotta be rested to party tomorrow.
>Spike's going too, right?
"Yeah. I think it'll be fun."
>It's good he's getting out more.
>Something that's also good?
>Falling asleep.
 
End Day 5+
 
End Day 5+
 
Applejack rapport up!
Twilight rapport down!
Fluttershy rapport up!
Flash rapport down!
 
Twi and Applejack met Pinkie Pie! Mane 6 Relationship: 3/15 complete
Fluttershy and Rarity confirmed! Mane 6 Relationship 4/15 complete
 
Met Flash Sentry!
Hipsters hate you!
Gains have begun!
Twilight likes Flash!