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>>43249927
>"GREETINGS, ANONYMOUS!"

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Last thread hit the image limit and wasn't leaving page 9, so I wanted to make the new one while it was still Monday.

Anyways, TQ: What would you do aside from the obvious with Luna on a sleepover? She wants to eat junk food, watch anime and talk gossip.

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>>43249970
Stargaze with her and, depending on which world we're on, compare each other's constellations!

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my wife's gotta stay clean!

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good night, moonfrens

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>>43250116
goodnight anon

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>>43249990
My wife after one of >>43240245

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>it's the stuff of nightmares
>and i try not to think about it
>i've had enough, i don't even care any more
>i just want it to stop

>>43250311
>>43250614
The duality of moonfrens

>Friends, Anons, Horsefuckers, lend me your ears;
>I come to banish Luna, not to praise her.
>The evil that mares do lives after them;
>The good is oft interred with their bones;
>So let it be with Luna. The noble Celestia
>Hath told you Luna was ambitious:
>If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
>And grievously hath Luna answer’d it.
>Here, under leave of Celestia–
>For Celestia is an honourable mare;
>Come I to speak in Luna’s banishment.
>She was my friend, faithful and just to me:
>But Celestia says she was ambitious;
>And Celestia is an honourable mare.
>She hath brought many captives home to Equestria
>Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:
>Did this in Luna seem ambitious?
>When that the poor have cried, Luna hath wept:
>Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
>Yet Celestia says she was ambitious;
>And Celestia is an honourable mare.

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>>43249970
Since no one else said anything, I'd also love to try exotic alcohols with her!

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>>43250783
NGL Damien Lewis' performance of that monologue is one of my favourite things. It'd be fun to write a ponified version of Julius Caesar's civil war, with Luna as Caesar and Celestia as Pompeii or something. or writing the Lunar Heresy

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Hi, Lunabros
>>43249927
>OP image
Luna would probably like Kingdom Hearts

>>43251352
How about a ponified Titus Andronicus with Chrysalis as Queen Tamora

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Having a nap with Luna

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>>43251881
Painting with Luna!

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I updated the ponepaste to where the last thread left off, and I have a small update to the chapter for today.

>>43236613
>You spend a long while in that position, laying at Luna’s side, holding her as she drifts off to sleep.
>You take what care you can not to disturb her.
>Every now and then you look at her eyes, searching their depths for signs of contentment and rest.
>Half-lidded and drowsy, her eyes yet remain open as she watches the fire before her burn slowly to the flicker of embers.
>The soft glow of the fire reflects in a ghostly flicker in her eyes.
>She keeps them open despite her evident fatigue, apparently lost in thought as she surveys the dying firelight.
> Eventually, it dies out entirely, the last glowing coal’s light covered with a layer of ash.
>As it does, and the light of the fire finally dims to nothing, Luna sighs heavily and closes her eyes.
>As quietly as you can, you shift against her side in an attempt to get into a more comfortable sleeping position.
“Luna.”
>Your voice is barely a whisper, as quiet as the wind in the boughs.
>She murmurs something inaudible as her breathing slows and steadies, and you’re finally confident that she’s drifted off to sleep.
>Content now that you won’t disturb her, you go to what remains of the fire to be sure that it’s completely extinguished.
>You grab a pot of river water and pour some of it into the fire’s heart, sending up little plumes of ashy steam.
>Filling the pot again with some sandy clay from the riverbank, you lay a small layer of material over the embers to fully ensure that its smothered before returning to your resting spot.
>On your way back to Luna’s side you stop by your pack, bringing our your bedroll and removing some of your travelling clothes.
>Tomorrow, depending on when Luna awoke, you thought you may try to do some laundry in the river before embarking on your journey once more.
>Finally ready to sleep yourself, the weariness of the day catches up to you all at once.
>Stumbling back to her side, you set your bedroll at Luna’s flank and set yourself softly down.
>She’s fully asleep now, as far as you can tell.
>You examine her as you lay at her side, holding off the grips of sleep for just a little while longer.
>She’s twitching slightly in her sleep, making small, nervous sounds as her dreams interrupt the peace of rest.
>You reach over to her to caress her mane, careful not to wake her.
“It’s okay, Luna. You’re safe. Rest, Princess.”
>You whisper assurances to her, barely audibly, as you attempt to coax her away from whatever dream is plaguing her.
>Soon, the twitching stops, and Luna settles once again into a restful slumber under your touch.
>Smiling, you lean over to kiss the bridge of her muzzle before letting yourself finally drift off as well.

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>>43252107
>You awake to a warm breeze, the golden light of morning shining through your closed eyes and the heat of the sun bearing down on you as you lay.
>Nearby, you can hear the steady trickle and babble of the stream.
>The soft bed of grass is plush at your side.
>Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you sit up and take in your surroundings.
>You’re still where you were when you fell asleep, inside the ruined ring of Luna’s meadow cottage, under the boughs of the ancient oak by the riverbend.
>The sun is shining through its verdant boughs, casting dappled light about you as it illuminates the meadow.
>You sit up, looking about for Luna.
>She’s not nearby, though the rest of the campsite is as it was when you settled down for the night.
>The breeze had entirely died down, and the grass of the meadow around you was as still as the leaves of the tree above.
>The only evidence that the world had not stopped around you was the sound of running water.
“Luna?”
>You say her name aloud, hoping she’s within earshot, then call it out louder when no response comes.
>You leave the ruin, stumbling over its stony ring as you survey the grassy meadow about you.
“Luna!”
>There’s no response, but your eyes catch a glimpse of azure from behind a bush, a couple dozen yards away.
>You make your way over, the striking heat of the morning sun making you sweat a little despite the short walk.
>As your movement disturbs the grass, a strikingly blue eye peers out at you from behind the bush.
>It’s surrounded by a deep blue coat, framed by a shimmering cascade of starlit mane, swaying in the nonexistent breeze.
>”You know, you didn’t have to yell. I hadn’t gone far, my love.”
>Luna’s playful grin widens as you throw your arms around her in a tight embrace.
>She leans into it, nuzzling into your chest.

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>>43252110
“I thought I lost you.”
>”Not yet, Anonymous, and especially not here.”
“What, in the meadow? We’re kind of in the middle of nowhere, Luna.”
>She giggles at that.
>”No, silly human, in dreams. Surely you ought to have realized that by now?”
>You withdraw from your embrace to examine her again, unsure what she meant.
>You see her face – her beautiful, perfect face – shining in the morning sun, her mane flowing as though borne aloft by the magic that filled it with starlight and glimmer.
>She just smiles at you, waiting, deep blue eyes twinkling in the light.
>The light.
>You turn to the sun, locked in place high in the sky, shielding your eyes from its glare as realization sets in.
“Ah, right.”
>”There you go.”
>You feel the familiar tug of magical aura steering you back to face her as she turns her muzzle up for a quick, gentle kiss.
>”It usually doesn’t take you this long, Anonymous.”
“It feels more real this time, though I couldn’t say why.”
>Luna turns back to the bush, considering your words as her horn’s aura lights up again.
>”I believe it has something to do with this meadow. Maybe that’s what drew me here in the first place, all those years ago.”
>She withdraws a bouquet of lavender from the bush, tied at the stems with a knotted rope of grass and suspended in the glow of her magic.
>She floats it over to you, beckoning for you to take it.
>You do, and breathe deeply of its perfumed scent.
>The floral aroma fills your senses, mingled with the woody freshness of sun-baked grass and leafy stem.
“If you hadn’t told me this was a dream, I would swear these were real.”
>Luna smiles as she takes up the bouquet in her aura again, bringing them close to her and taking in a deep, relaxed breath of their fragrance.
>”Remember what I told you, Anonymous. Just because we’re in a dream, that doesn’t mean this isn’t real.

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>>43252115
That's all for today, I hope to finish this chapter off next weekend. Happy (belated) /moon/day, all.

>>43250614
holy shit my wife is so sick

>>43252204
I hope she gets better

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>>43252204
My wife is DOWN WITH THE SICKNESS

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Spooning my moonwife!

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>had graveyard /moon/-tier hours recently
THIS WAS RIDING SHOTGUN LAUGHING AT ME

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>>43252414
I unironically can't wait to have a night shift job.

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>pg 8

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which fanfiction would (You) read to luna?

I don't think I've seen any of Resonant Wave's stuff in the playlist.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xRhpMiPnGLg
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tDgSO-AS2mw
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bz7jNd-1oaA

>>43249927
orbital boost

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>>43254302
don't piss her off anon

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Behold, an official filly plushie Luna

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>>43254603
Looks meh. They should've gone with the S1 appearance.
>b-but muh comi--
Don't care.

>>43255018
>b-but muh season wu-
Don't care.

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Me when I freaking Heart all you goddamn moonfriends

>>43249927
ay wake up

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>>43256591

>>43249927
Lunar boost

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i found this mare stuck in my dream catcher
wat do?

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>>43257800
Let her loose in your fridge for five minutes and she'll be happy enough to stay

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Winter Rose's channel is a pretty good source for old music if OP wants to look through it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XJUjsElwHSg
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CBZCqxMZoeY
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fIdCGaWqa5M
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iW-_Cgr8w2Y

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>>43257349

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>>43258681
There is no better pair of sisters.

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>pg 9

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>>43259225
mune honse

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>>43259418
she's so pretty

>>43259657
>"The human ones are further in. I kind of want to see the one with the human on the horse."

>>43249927
orbital boost

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>>43261165
you got the anon pov?

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>>43261353

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>>43258743
I spent all night reconfiguring this animated celestia mane to fit my wife because I want the very best for her, and for a while she really did look like this.
I think I did pretty okay though, I know people bitch when popens get posted outside /opg/ but come on, I had to show my fellow moonfags.

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>>43261588

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FCoJqyBlHRI

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My wife is so cool!

>>43261588
i really want to sit down and configure some nice particles but i'm not very good at it and it would be infinitely easier to try making a pbr mesh. the thing is animating outside of particles is impossible without scripts.
i think i got the treesand alicorn head too on hand

>>43262301
I don't even know how to switch heads because I am le dumb

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>>43261588
I don't know shit about popen but if it's anything to do with Moonie, I like it

>>43262476
meticulously bringing moony to life in the virtual world has been so much fun
i love her so much
its very fun to press y and watch her do the yippie
as of last night she even has a moon buggy to drive around in
moony in the moon buggy
it's adorable

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>me when the moonfags have all the LS plushes

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>>43262746
it's been years anon, surely you've saved up enough for a big mare of your own?

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>knock knock

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>>43263114
don't let her in!

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>>43263428
Let her in!

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Still have one more scene to complete and a couple days of editing, then I can move on to part two. It feels good to get momentum back.

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>>43252115
>You place your hand on the ridge of her neck, stroking where her coat met her mane as you turned to look around the meadow.
>Rolling waves of green grass, lit to a piercing hue by the bright rays of the morning sun.
>The edge of the forest in the distance, brush rising up to meet the shadowed eaves of the trees where your path continued eastward.
“It is beautiful here.”
>”Indeed it is, Anonymous. It seemed appropriate to share it as it was in my memory, in the light of the sun as well as the moon.”
>She leans into your hand a little as you stroke her mane absentmindedly, pressing up against you in playful intimacy.
>As much as you didn’t want to spoil the moment, you couldn’t help but worry for her.
>Even here in the world of dreams, where she was as she wanted to appear, bright and vibrant in the days of her youth, you knew who she was and the struggle she still bore.
“You had some trouble falling asleep tonight. Are you doing okay?”
>She looks up at you quizzically, the light in her eyes still playful, loving, but with the slightest edge of hesitation to her movement.
>”What do you mean?”
”You wouldn’t let me leave to put out the fire, and fell asleep staring at it. When you’d fallen to sleep at last, I left for a moment to clean up – when I returned, you were restless. Twitching, muttering a little.”
>You take up her hoof in your hand, stroking her fetlocks tenderly as your eyes met hers again.
>They were wet, and bore a distant look.
“Bad dreams?”

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>>43265008
>Luna averts her eyes, taking her hoof from your hand with a sigh.
>”Bad dreams.”
>She paces around for a moment, collecting her thoughts.
>Around the two of you, the meadow starts to darken, clouds materializing in the bright summer sky to veil the sun, layer by layer.
>"I just wish there was a way to go back."
>She stops pacing, turning back to look at you.
>"We had so little time together, Anonymous. When I first met you, when you first came to Equestria, I took you for a curiosity. I was stronger, then, and the sun wasn't such a burden. I wasted so much time. So much time that could have been spent together, away from the everyday toil and troubles of a world that didn't even need me any more - "
>She was speaking more and more rapidly as she continued, and despite yourself, you were loath to stop her.
>"We could have left months - no, even a year ago. Canterlot would have been fine without us, and there was so much we could have done, seen..."
>She lowers her head, crumpling a little in remorse and shame.
>You go to her then, taking her in your arms as her legs fold lamely under her, eyes closed as she turns her muzzle into your chest.
>"Now we have all the time in the world together, and it's too late. I've been old for longer than I can remember, but every day I feel it more. What's left of my magic is in the sky with the moon, and every day it dims, little by little."
>She sobs a little, the wetness in her eyes soaking into your shirt as you hold her tightly against you, hoping that you can give whatever comfort you can to the princess in your arms.
>"At least here, I can pretend that everything is okay. That the sun will rise on day where we can be free, together. Free of pain, of regret."
>She looks up at you, smiling ruefully through tears.
>"That was the bad dream. I was looking for you, and you hadn't come. I dreamt of a future where I left you behind. Another regret."
"Silly princess. Wherever you go, I'll be close behind. Next time, you'll just have to wait until I put the fire out."
>She smiles then, a smile deep with joy and love, and nuzzles into your chest again.
>"So long as you're not too close behind, Anonymous. When next I dream, I'll wait for you."

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>>43265009
>You stay in place together for a long moment, letting the clouds scud over the expanse of the sky above as the sun warmed the grass.
>Eventually, the awkward position you're holding her in starts to tell on you, your leg and back cramping slightly.
>As you shift in her embrace, she pulls back a little, eyes dried and her playful smile returned.
>"What, tired ready?"
"Just adjusting a little, Princess."
>"Let me help."
>Without a further word, she pushes you back onto the grass with a firm, gentle movement.
>You give in to her, laying on the sun-baked grass, taking in the combined scents of the earth and Luna's unique, almost floral sweat.
>Luna was right - this dream felt unusually, strikingly real.
>She moves lithely to straddle you, craning her head over yours, piercing eyes surveying you with a commanding mien.
>The sun shines above her, surrounding her head in a blazing corona, filtering through her nebulous mane in an azure halo.
"You're beautiful."
>The words are reverent, whispered as if in worship.
>She smiles appreciatively, drawing her head down towards yours, moving her lips to brush against your cheek, then neck, to alight against your ear.
>Her weight bears down on top of you, settling into your embrace as her essence envelops your senses.
>She whispers soft words into your ear, breathy and intimate.
>She draws back again to look you in the eyes, warm and beautiful in the radiant light.
>"Don't forget this when you wake, Anonymous."
>She lowers her head again, lips lighting against yours with feather lightness.
>Your eyes open, and it's dark once again.
>Your arm is sore, and you blink blearily, getting to grips with your surroundings.
>Luna's foreleg and wing is draped over you, grey-streaked mane falling over her withers in sleepy, carefree disarray.
>She stirs a little, the warmth of the dream rapidly giving way to waking conciousness.
>You stroke her mane, kissing her muzzle chastely as she slowly awoke.
"I could never, Luna."

~~~

Just another quick update for today, and that just about wraps up this chapter. Moving closer to the end for the next one, which I'm really looking forward to. Looking back on it, this is a chapter that may change more than some others for the sake of pacing and coherency on its way to the pastebin and FimFic.

Happy /moon/day, and good night.

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>pg 10

>>43265397
DOOM lookin' ahh princess

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Applying to the fire department today, /moon/bros. Wish me luck!

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>>43265826
Based!

>>43265826
Good luck anon

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>>43265826
She's proud of you.

>>43265826
tell your new co-workers to stop breaking their toys
there aren't enough laptops because you all somehow keep breaking the laptops that are SPECIFICALLY FUCKING DESIGNED to withstand the rough treatment of firefighters
how the fuck do you roll over a brand new dell rugged with a stretcher? do you fucks drink on the job when i'm not looking? because that takes a failure of coordination so great that i can only attribute it to daydrinking, intentional destruction, or unironic profound mental retardation that needs a full-time tard wranger

>>43265826
Good luck anon!

>>43265397
No human could possibly resist picking up the Nightmare orb

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>>43266155
Too late

>>43265899
I'm sensing quite a bit of experience, Anon.

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Whats her favourite energy drink flavour?

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>>43266504
sorry for venting in the cute moonhoers thread, anon, but while i respect firefighters from a distance, I despise their utter disregard for their equipment. i get it on some level, and I wouldn't put replacable tech above [most] human life, but when you're the guy that has to try to fix it or worse: deal with dell's pajeet tech support that are trying to fuck you out of the warranty it grinds on you after a while

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>>43266718
The best.

>>43266176
Lonely dorks get uppies

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>>43265397
10/10 would boop that black snooty

>>43265397
marey me!

>>43249927
sub orbital boost

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The heat woke me up at 5, AC's too expensive to run for long and I haven't been able to workout because of it. I wish it was her season again.

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>>43269239
I love her!

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>>43269239
She's so happy!

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This guy fucking died sometime ago, so here's some of his better Lulu stuff.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMF_basryxI
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A9h4ibBkzGo
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NI_HBH4BokQ
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4hyc9-yvkcQ
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v3PDDV_2PIY
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g1w71BJe17I

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>pg 9
Don't let us down, moonfags

>>43269979
Like actually dead? That's a shame, his stuff is pretty good and I'm hearing it for the first time here.

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Post-shower, pre-wage cage bump

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>>43271151
Keep strong, brother
we'll make it one day

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>>43271350
Thanks m8, have a pre-post-wage cage (You)

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Post-wage cage bump!

>>43269979
Thanks for the links, I haven't heard those songs before.
>Nicolas Dominique is dead
Fucking how? When?! Is it 100% confrimed? I only see a shitton of "RIP" it in the YT comments, but can't find any post from his family/friends declaring him dead, like they usually make.

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>>43271018
>>43271535
Apparently. I think it was confirmed in his dicksword server, but there's no way I'm going in there.

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>pg 8 in under 2 hours
Grim.

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Anti-slide contingency measures: activated.

Bump

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>>43253154
>>43258373
>>43261661
>>43269979
These songs have been added to the Lunar Tunes playlist. I also archived them, just in case. Thanks, Anons.

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>>43272511
>mfw it was all me

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the most unbelievable part of friendship is magic is that this cutie patootie wasnt being worshiped all of the night

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>>43272724
Celestia's greatest sin is not propping Luna up until she came back.

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double moon...

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>>43273334
unf....

Since tonight is the blue moon, will Luna finally grant our wishes?

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>>43273415
Sorry anon, I've captured her for myself!

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My ceramic Luna is finally finished.

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>>43249927

>>43274336
I can't see anything you stupid bitch

>>43274322
adorable anon just scrolling the catalogue and saw this. I like how you made use of the thin glaze and whatever you did for the little stars in her mane, creative stuff!

>>43274322
she cute

>>43274360
>whatever you did for the little stars in her mane
This a specific effect glaze that has some particles in it that form these white dots. Carl Jäger 4134a Kosmos to be precise.
The place where I have stuff burned (as I don't have my own kiln and it wouldn't be practical at such a small scale anyways) has a somewhat limited selection of blue tones among the glazes they have. Thus, I checked what other glazes there are a while ago and came across that one.

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>>43274322
That's cute as fuck, anon. I can't wait to blow a hundred or so bucks on something with so much sovl put into it.

>>43274625
You can have it right now for the very low price of about tree fiddy

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Go out and look at the full Moon, Anons!

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>>43274730
This isn't mine, but it's too low past the southern treeline where I'm at :(

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she can always see it, even here, beneath shingle and roof and nail...

>planned to pull an all nighter and spend most of it out of the house doing laundry and watching dvds in the van with moony
>took too long showering and packing up clothes and left the house at 5:30 am
>sky already turning yellow ahead as we headed for town
im such a disappointment
gonna go out tonight to make it up to her

>>43249927
orbital boost

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THIS IS MY MARE! THERE ARE MANY LIKE HER BUT THIS ONE IS MINE!

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little mare
big van

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>>43249927
I'm ruining it by pointing it out but I love it when /sun/ and /moon/ are next to each other. It feels so right.

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So cute ^c^

>>43249927
5:48 AM bump

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>>43276683
She's a sweet little baby who could do no harm

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>>43265899
>firefighters are all pic rel sunfags
>some are daybreakerfags, even
>they've sensed the tech guy is moonfag
You've picked the wrong hood, nonny.

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>>43278333
they're lucky their jobs involve saving lives or they would face password issues on the weekly

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>>43278333

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What do you moonfrens think "the stars will aid in her escape" means? Do you take it literally? Is it some magic shit?

>>43278538
I never thought about it before. I know it's supposed to be about Nightmare Moon specifically but I feel like it relates more to Luna herself and how the Elements of Harmony ended up freeing her from Nightmare Moon's control over her.

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>>43249927

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how does one deal with the absurdity of a work week

>>43278970
Would've been one of the best Moonie pics if artist hasn't forgotten to draw her eyelashes.

This mare is too pretty. Someone throw a sheet over her.

>>43279554
You don't wanna do that.
https://derpibooru.org/images/992141?q=artist%3Ainkygarden

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I love holding my Moonwife!

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>>43280415
Wow! So do I!

>>43280429
isn't that the luna that's on auction right now https://www.ebay.com/itm/398011723627

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>>43280441
Kek, looks like it

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>pg 9 in 2 hours

>>43280521
Woona and Luna!

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>>43281101
Woona!

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hhhh

()()()

>Be Sepia, unicorn
>The kids seem to have forgotten Nightmare Moon not five minutes after she left with Messalina to meet the Citadel Council
>As soon as they return to their living quarters deeper inside the ambassador building, the kids take shelter inside a small corner fort made up of giant foam building blocks and blankets
>The kids' room is somehow quiet
>Sour Dough joins you in staring from the single doorway
>His grin stays as he tells you in a low voice,
>"They're conspiring in there."
>You look at the fort again, ears focused
>The occasional harsh whisper in a frenzied debate carries across the room
>Every few moments one of them peaks out from a crack to see if you are still there
>You ask in an equally low tone,
"What are they conspiring about?"
>Sour shrugs,
>"Escape and explore. That's what they've been doing ever since they got here."
>That grin remains,
>"It's what I would talk about."
>You roll your eyes with a grin of your own
"Kindred spirits, huh? So how are they going to escape?"
>He thinks about it, still smiling
>You remember that under his marine uniform, his cutie mark is a wooden crate labeled with bread, its pried-open side revealing a blade

>He thinks out loud,
>"I wonder how the public transit system works. It looks all automated. Do you need eye-dee to use it, or can you simply pay with credits?"
"Do you think they're going to sneak onto the transit system?"
>He remembers where he is and explains quietly,
>"That's one avenue. They probably have several plans and will enact whichever one gets the first opportunity."
>He looks out into the hallway,
>"I'm more worried about where they'll explore once they escape this building."
"Once they escape? You think that's inevitable?"
>Sour shrugs,
>"They've done it plenty of times before, apparently."
>He turns around,
>"Let's go ask Ambassador Udina about the previous escapes. See if there's anyplace they want to explore in particular."
>You nod, the look up to the Alliance marines flanking the doors,
"Please keep an eye on them."
>One of them grins down at you,
>"Nothin' is gettin' past us, ma'am."
"Thank you."
>You turn and follow Sour down the hall

>>43282732
>When you are well out of earshot from the marines, Sour asks you gently,
>"How's your horn?"
"My horn?"
>"You were doing levitation exercises for the whole deployment. Are you getting better at it?"
>Of course, being in a liaison role for this deployment, he would have access to the report about your time in that mansion after being “shunted”
>Forced to serve the bastard children of the house's patriarch, you were denied use of your horn for a month
>Like an unused muscle, you lost a lot of magical dexterity and strength
>It could have been much worse,
>Notches's ruined horn sticks in your memory
"I am getting better. At least, I'm able to lift heavier things for a while without passing out. It feels good,"
>And then there were the other unicorns practicing outrageous spells in the corvette's hanger
>Just watching them made you dizzy
"But I just won't be useful for anything besides administrative duties for now."
>You glance over to see Sour smile warmly at you,
>"Hey, look at me: a hornless earth pony. I can't cast any spells, but I'm still useful. You just have to think dastardly."
>You give him a deadpan stare
"Dastardly?"
>"Of course. You've had at least some evil thoughts in your life, right?"
>You frown,
"Well, yes, but I'm not very proud of them."
>"And you know that other ponies have evil thoughts and can act on them, right?"
>A dozen examples from a dozen impromptu history lessons from Celestia herself flash through your head
"Oh, absolutely."
>"Good. Now with all of that in mind, think: if I were the leader of an evil cult willing to do anything, including mass murder, how would I kidnap an entire room of children?"

>When you turn a corner towards the stairs, you pass by a floor-to-ceiling window showing the Presidium
>You start to sift through rather unpleasant thoughts, but something catches your eye and you stop to look out
>A hovercar, halfway between the "floor" and the "ceiling" of the hollow ring, turns out of the air lane and begins to descend sharply
>Sour stops a few places ahead of you and watches too
>More hovercars turn hard and practically dive towards the ground
>Then they all turn again sharply as one, straight at you
>Something in the back of your head, amplified by those dark thoughts, forces one hoof to move
>As the sleek fronts of the hovercars get bigger, another hoof moves
>Sour grabs you by your barrel and pulls you away, commanding,
>"Move!"

>>43282734
>You only get a few seconds to gallop down the hall before one hovercar rams itself into the hallway, shaking you off your hooves
>All you hear is crunching metal and shattering glass
>Except the noise keeps going
>And the floor keeps shaking
>You lift your head up to look
>The hovercar, a dusty crumpled shape, is half-buried in the hallway
>The tinted canopy is completely broken, its once black opaque material now covered in spider cracks wherever it is not simply gone
>Something wet pokes out of a gap in the glass

>Sour pulls you up
>"Come on, we’ve got stairs by the Ambassador's office. We can get back to the foals that way-"
>More shaking
>The door you were walking to opens, revealing another marine escorting Ambassador Udina
>The aging man gets two seconds to look at the wrecked hovercar, before something beneath all of you explodes

()()()

>You are Nightmare Moon
>Instead of the long, tall, up-sloping chamber meant for public hearings, you and you alone are led by Messalina to a nearby private conference room to meet the Citadel Council
>Oblong, with you entering at the tapering end
>At the snubbed end are two other doors, with a curving digital screen taking up the whole wall in between
>The majority of the room is occupied by a curving laminate table and a motley set of chairs meant for very different species
>At the snub end are three plain chairs separated from the rest
>At your end is a raised cushion
>You take the seat as you and your overly-cheerful shadow wait
>You sit there, staring straight at the other end of the room
>You let your ears slowly rotate, listening for any change in the subtle ambiance of this massive station
>Meanwhile your mind wanders across this galaxy to the planet the coalition fleet is raiding
>Your lips tingle
>If Messalina notices the different rhythm in your breathing, she does not tell

>It is only for a couple minutes that you wait until one of the doors opens
>An Asari with white facepaint, a dark-plated Turian, and a hooded gray Salarian enter
>They are all dressed well, but not ostentatiously so
>When they stop to stand by their chairs, you bow your head to them briefly
"Councilors."
>They all nod to you, and the Asari speaks,
>"Miss Moon. Thank you for your patience."
>You give her a polite smile,
"Thank you for your generosity."
>"Messalina, thank you for your help. I will call for you when we are finished."
>The chronically smiling assistant bows and leaves without a word

>>43282736
>The Councilors sit
>After several minutes of first contact pleasantries and promises of future negotiating, things you and Sean have gone through together many times in many ways, you find an opening
"Speaking of cooperation, I will be so bold as to direct this conversation towards more immediate matters, concerning offensive efforts occurring somewhere in the Terminus Systems."
>Now the Turian councilor speaks up with controlled suspicion,
>"You wish to discuss your people's current joint mission with the Systems Alliance and Nihlus."
>A statement instead of a question
>And he mentions Nihlus the Spectre
>Interesting
>You keep your face blank, for now the game starts
>Sean told you everything in his dream, but you have not received so much as a message via extranet
>Before leaving for the Citadel, you had both agreed to not flaunt your ability to visit the dreams of people on the other side of a whole galaxy
>Opsec and all

"Nihlus. He is a Spectre, correct? They're an enforcement branch."
>The Salarian answers in a cold, matter-of-fact tone,
>"Enforcement, intelligence, and diplomacy."
>The Turian lets out a huff at that last word
>The Asari slashes a glance at him while the Salarian continues,
>"He is also our lead man in our efforts against the cult that currently holds your people."
>The cult
>Just the cult
"The Devil's Hand?"
>The Turian asks,
>"You know of them?"
"Only what my secretary managed to scrounge up from the extrananet. Most of it is simple rumor, but I assume you know actual facts."
>The Asari answers,
>"Indeed. In fact, in the spirit of cooperation, would you like us share with you what another of our Spectres has discovered about them?"
"Please."
>You give nothing else away, but a stab of anxiety pricks the back of your mind
>This is Sean's paranoia, rubbed off onto you from the year he shared his body and mind with you
>His manufactured inner voice, half jovial and half cynical, announces:
>"And this is where the twist is revealed."

>The Asari presses a key on an interface built into the desk
>The room dims slightly as the wall screen activates, showing one of the Citadel's arms and several points of interest along it's
>The Salarian explains,
>"Our agent's last assignment led him to a Devil's Hand cell stationed here on the Citadel itself. Unfortunately, our efforts to capture this cell whole was unsuccessful. However, we were able to obtain information regarding actions they were about to undertake. Actions that involved your people."
>The next slide had several surveillance videos played in sequence to show two winged colts, one of them Squall, flying out of an elevator from the Presidium and into one of the Wards
>"These were some of the files recovered from one of the cell's many hideouts. We are still searching through the rest of them."

>>43282737
>You recover enough to ask impassively,
"They were planning on abducting the ponies here?"
>The Salarian councilor nodded,
>"Most of the written files were deleted, but enough was repaired to infer that they had planned on kidnapping at least one of the children during one of their many escapes into the rest of the Citadel."
>This can risk sounding as an insult, but you have to ask,
"Have you tried giving the children escorted tours of the Citadel?"
>"We did, but apparently they were too boring. They escaped from their chaperons several times."
"Of course."

>You breathe in deep,
"I will keep them under control until the Nocturnal arrives from its mission. In the meantime: you said you were unsuccessful in capturing all of the cell?"
>The Turian councilor crosses his arms,
>"Saren's bearing down on the final three members as we speak. They were away from the hideouts and usual gathering places when the raids commenced."
>Another slide showing three videos side-by-side
>All are hooded individuals walking through a crowd
>Heads forward and low, you cannot gain a glimpse of their faces
>But the builds and gaits define a female and two males, one of which is quite tall,
>Familiarly tall
>The female shows only a little blue skin
>"These three appear to be the leaders of the cell, according to the evidence we've recovered."
>The councilor goes on about the previous sightings of the two male cultists throughout the Wards, forming a vague pattern, but you focus on repressing a sigh
>Sean dreaded a scenario like this
>He had never encountered another of his Spartans who had "gone rouge," but the possibility was always there
>And to learn that one of them is following The Computer will be a hard hit for him
>More immediate: there is a much bigger threat to your ponies than you had previously thought
>You need to get back to them

>>43282738
>But there was something else
>Saren
>Spectre Saren
>More of Sean’s memories, thick with paranoia and pain, come bubbling up
>The Turian's reverberating voice makes you focus on him
>"We're expecting a report from Saren any minute now."

>Then the ambiance of the station changes
>Everyone notices your ears shooting up
>Before anyone can say anything, the room shakes for a fleeting moment
>An explosion, far away inside the station
>It takes the Asari councilor only a moment to regain her wits and open up a channel on the table
>"Report."
>The response is crisp and level,
>"Explosion in the Presidium. Ambassador wing."
>You need to get back to your charges now
>The other door on their end opens to two rushing Citadel Security officers, one of whom speaks urgently,
>"Councilors, the Destiny Ascension is being recalled. We need you on the emergency shuttle now."
>The Asari turns back to see you lay your translating earpieces on the conference table
>She speaks in perfect English,
>"Miss Moon, a team will escort you to wherever your people are being evacuated."
"There is no time."
>"Miss Moon, we cannot-"
>You interrupt with a restrained voice,
"You cannot stop me. My only concerns are my little ponies,"
>You show your sharp teeth in a grimace,
"And the cult that desires the novelty of new playthings."
>Ignoring the wide-eyed stares of the Councilors, your form dissolves into glittering smog and phases through the closed door you came through
>Messalina is nowhere to be found as you backtrack with the speed of a hurricane
>Your running C-Sec escort team is blown off of their feet as you pass through them
>You flow through the elevator doors and shoot down the winding shaft towards the Presidium

>Dark thoughts cause your smog to grow
>Parts of your smog break off and shoot down branching shafts
>This may be just a foolish waste of energy, but there are so many avenues of escape for these last three cultists
>Paranoia demands your eyes in as many places as possible now

()()()

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I need to stop being a lazy nigger and read this green to its fullest.

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>>43283709

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>>43283775
How could you...

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>>43284115
Oh, to hold moonwife...

>>43284131
Oh, to be squashed underneath (nightmare) Moonwife's heft...

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>>43283775

This last scene is kicking my ass. At least work is slow so I can work on it.

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>>43284601

>>43249927
2:54 PM bump

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Vroom vroom

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>>43249927
>

>>43286015
GIWTWM

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>>43286392
My wife is so cute

>>43286392
ink butt, rape rape

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Anti-frognigger contingency protocol: activated

>>43288108
Up again

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nothing ever goes right for moonhorse

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you know, a few years ago I would have been very invested in saving as many threads as I could from the proxy faggot and- oh ffs the name field carried over in the last post
anyway, now it just makes me disappointed and vaguely annoyed

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>>43288708
Touch the moonhorse!
Hug the moonhorse!
Kiss the moonhorse!
Marry the moonhorse!

>>43289082
Have passionate sex with the moonhorse!
Go for moonlit walks in the forest with moonhorse!
Collect stamps and foreign coinage with moonhorse!
Observe the stars at the observatory with moonhorse!
Frolic in the rain with moonhorse!
Study maps with moonhorse!
Make music with moonhorse!
Plan conquest with moonhorse!

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>>43289102
Based.... so based....

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quack