/pone/ - My Little Pony

>>215091

Postin' war stuff 'til more cums :^)

>>215103

BLOOD

AND

IRON

fagets

>the url ends with EUPEA

>EUPEA

>EUROPA

tbh i dunno any frog marches

it is of joke. u get?

>>215111

>implying I wrote that

>implying I'm only posting vids

>implying

After vids then I'll post pics and a story

スティーブ・マックイーン　大脱走マーチ

サンダーバード OP(日本放送当時版) & ED

>>215113

>implying I'm only posting vids

>implying

>implying you weren't actually implying these things

At least you set the record straight. Don't let us down, potential writefriend.

>>215091

>Darkness.

>For a few seconds, at least.

>Soon, your vision is coming back, however blinding the light is.

>You stand for a few moments trying to get your vision to focus, but you think you're on a dirt road, surrounded by trees.

>As you begin to wonder if you're in heaven or not, you hear a small voice.

>"H-hello?"

>Despite knowing only German, her words are obvious.

BTW, my German is shit. Thus, I will use English and try my best to write a German accent, even though I suck at writing accents, including Southern accents

"Hallo…."

>"You speak Equestrian?"

>You can see clearer now

>A very small, yellow pony was looking up at you

>The horse does not look at all real, but it is very cute

>"Uh….. Ja?"

>"Yeah? Great! Mah name's Apple Bloom, 'n this is mah farm! Well, the family's farm. Hey, Ah've been tryin' ta look fer mah cutie mark, 'n then ya'll came along! Mah friends still had homework, so….."

CotLM is NOT canon, okay?!1;_;

>You have no idea what she's saying

>You sigh and shake your head

Cont'd?

>>215124

>"So Ah've told ya 'bout mahself. Now you talk."

>You try to tell her that you don't understand.

"I em sorry, but I do not understand zis 'Equestrian' language, despite the similarities to ze English….Eh…"

>Apple Bloom just gives you an inquisitive stare.

>You point to yourself.

"Franz A. Mouze."

>It takes a moment for her to get what you're doing, and then she points to herself.

>"Apple Bloom."

>You nod in reply.

>She points to herself, then moves her hoof in a sweeping motion across the surrounding area, then to herself again, obviously indicating that this land is hers.

>But she seems like a child….

>She then turns around and motions for you to follow, in which you do, with a moment of reluctance.

>She leads you over a tiny hill that was blocking the view down one direction of the road, and now you see farm buildings.

>You notice that the trees all have apples in them.

>She points to you, then to herself, then to the farm, and then walks towards the buildings.

>You figure there must be family there.

>She seems too young to run all this by herself.

>You begin to sing, and then she stops halfway.

>It's a tune she hasn't ever heard before, nor is the mood something she ever experienced.

>She begins to cry, the emotions too much.

>You stop immediately, fearing trouble.

>Too late, for you see two equines, an orange and red one, burst out of what appears to be the farmhouse, galloping very quickly.

>>215155

Heh, funny thing actually. Was going to do "Wir sind des Geyers schwarzer Haufen", but at the time that song had been adopted by an international Marxist labor group.

>You grab for the rifle slung on your back.

>Feel something woody and sharp.

>Quickly pull it off you to find that it has broken, possibly from the explosion.

>ohshitnigger.jpg

>By the time the two get to you, Apple Bloom has stopped bawling.

>You are tackled by the big red one.

>Blackness.

——————-

>You wake with a start.

>It's a bit hard to breath, black as shit, and you're very cold.

>Whatever, still not as bad as the trenches.

>You try to move, but realize you're tied up and laying on dirt, against a wall.

>Everything except your uniform has been taken.

>Fucking horses.

>You wait for what seems like half an hour, before trying to squirm around.

>The room is nearly empty, save for a few spare ropes, farm equipment, and wooden boxes and kegs.

>You can't find the door, so you figure that you're probably in a cellar.

bump fam

>>216811

I'd go for short story with some sort of moral and waking up in the trenches…. or something

I'm short on morals though.

Fuck humanity, I guess.

>>216837

"Seize the day" or go for a 7 stages of grief thing. Or something about what is important in life.

>>216837

Make it weird and have more soldiers from throughout modern history just randomly start appearing in Equestria.

>>215091

>>216811

lol no

I was just busy for the week.

Just a sec

>>215265

>You can't find anything sharp, so you decide to make something sharp.

>You feel for a wooden object, then you begin to kick with your tied legs until it breaks.

>The wood is strong, so it should be some time until you must make another point.

>Quickly, you begin to try cutting the bindings.

>It takes a while, but eventually you are free.

>You push up against the cellar doors.

>Locked

>You smash that shit open with your strength.

>It's nearing dawn, and the wood breaking was enough to stir the farmhouse occupants, as you see lights come on through the some of the windows.

>You realize you're still missing your stuff.

>Not that you need all that, but you feel that they'd have then gotten away with something of yours, and decide to look for it.

>You assume it must be in the farmhouse, as it isn't in the cellar.

>One problem: The ponies are still there.

>The lights turn off, and you sigh in relief.

>Figures they'd probably have bathrooms.

>Quietly, you jog to the front door.

>>216931

>You check the door.

>Unlocked.

>This worries the Franz.

>You slowly open the door.

>Looks like any regular old farmhouse, except everything is made as to accommodate for the ponies' size

>Even smells of apples

>You leave the door open a bit for quick exits.

>Slowly, you begin to creep around the house.

>The first door you see, you open as slowly as possible.

>Thankfully, it does not creak, but you see no uniform, but the young one.

>She's really cute, but you can't afford to go near.

>You're about to close the door when you hear another door open.

>Quickly, you enter the room and close the door.

>Few hoof-steps, a minute by and then the sound of a toilet flushing

>"Mister?"

>You nearly yelp at the sudden voice.

>You put a finger up to your mouth in a shushing gesture.

>"Oh."

"Why have the others kept me in the cellar?" You whisper.

>She looks at you funnily, and then you remember that she speaks a similar yet different dialect.

>She gets out of bed, and gets a small blackboard with chalk out of a chest.

>She gives the board and utensil to you.

>You look at her funny before grabbing the items, since she has them in her mouth.

>You promptly rub the saliva on your uniform jacket.

>You draw a cellar and yourself, very poorly.

>The only time you ever drew was when that corporal let you try after drawing a portrait of you.

>He was kind; although you only knew him for a few hours before he had to leave, he radiated with a charm you had not felt before.

>She takes the items back and begins to draw a series of pictures.

>Despite drawing with her mouth, her drawings were definitely better.

>She communicates with the images that her siblings had wrongly thought of you as an attacker, and then a deceiver when she tried to tell them you were innocent.

>You take them back and ask for your equipment.

>She takes the items, puts them back into the chest after cleaning, and then beckons you to follow.

>You follow, cautiously.

>>216921

As good as Sabaton are, I think this best describes the First World War

>>216977 (Check'd)

How in the heck do they have those cameras in the line of fire? Or are some of those scenes recreations?

>>217092

I'd think 1 or 2 are recreations, but the rest is original film that's been coloured. It's damn incredible some of the shots.

bamp

>>219385

>About 3 weeks since last green

Either OP is kill, or just is really lazy busy

>>216932

Really sorry, but I was busy, and had gotten into fapping again. I write better when I don't fap, but I really want to continue this.

——————-

>>216932

>You follow Apple Bloom around the house, until she reaches a closet near the fireplace.

>She opens it, revealing your stuff.

"Danke!"

>You whisper.

>She smiles and nods.

>Quickly, you turn to leave the door.

>Outside, you say your goodbyes by the frontdoor, and you walk off as she closes it.

>Suddenly, the sun appears over the hills, and several roosters perform their morning routine of screeching.

>You're sprinting like away from the farmhouse, fearing they'd see you.

>Maybe the word hasn't reached far and you can start again.

Alicorn Twi without that God-awful castlenevar foget 5/10/14

>You see a town nearby.

>You jog towards the most interesting looking building you see—a large oak tree that appears to have been made into a home.

>You're about to knock on the front door when it opens to reveal a green and purple lizard.

>You gasp, taking a step back whilst instinctively reaching for your rifle, which used to hang on your back.

>He stares, then speaks.

>"Heh, never seen a Minotaur like you before. You are a Minotaur, right?"

>You catch the word "Minotaur" a couple times.

"Min…otaur?"

>"Oh."

>You looks down, picks the newspaper you did not notice, and walks back inside, closing the door behind him.

"Rude to be honest."

>You wander off around the town, the residents all just waking or still asleep.

>After a few hours, the doors begin to open, and the inhabitants gasp at the non-pony in their town.

>>220863

Danke mein gut writefag. Looking forward to more green.

>>221486

*before you

——————-

>You think she may be saying something urgent, but you shrug and leave for the forest anyway.

>Suddenly, you're pushed on the ground.

>You quickly turn around and begin to punch the assaulter repeatedly, instinctively reaching for your shovel with the other hand.

>You quickly feel warm liquid spray onto your hand, and the attacker backs off.

>You see it was the yellow pony.

>She's crying, her face a bloody mess.

>You shake your head.

>You figure the forest is not the place to go.

>The pony gets up and trots to her building.

>You help her inside.

>The room smells strongly of urine and you nearly gag, but you brush it off and give your attention to her wound, cleaning it.

>You had given her a good smacking on the muzzle, a tooth missing.

>You apologize for the hitting.

>She looks at you funny.

>After fixing her wound up, you leave.

>It's now noon.

>You decide to enter the town again, walking quickly.

>The populace is too busy to notice you, and so you slow down a bit.

>You decide to check on the treehouse again.

>You knock, and are greeted with a purple unicorn.

>She gasps, and then tries what you assume to be her magic on you.

>Suddenly, you can't move.

>You're fucking terrified as she closes the door and moves you to an armchair, ropes coming from nowhere begin to wrap themselves around you and the seat.

>The purple glow from her horn dissipates and she then begins to speak.

>"Applejack has said that you tried to attack her sister yesterday, and had made her sympathetic towards you. Apparently, you have escaped."

>You give her a blank stare.

>"We meant to interrogate you this evening, so it makes sense I haven't heard anything. I'll call her, and then we'll begin."

>She closes the blinds to all the windows, making the room very dark, and she leaves the house.

>You hear a click from the door.

>>221532

Poor Franz, those pastel ponies just keep fucking his shit up.

>>221535

Been busy. Es tut mir lied.

——————-

>You cannot move an inch.

>Your head is the only body part available.

>You can see what appears to be books adorning the walls, and you figure that this must be a library.

>You're very sick of getting pushed around by the ponies.

>You're also a bit scared.

>After waiting for about half an hour, the door clicks and then opens.

>The orange one from the farm and the purple one from here.

>You have an idea of what this is about.

>"So, ya think ya can hurt mah poor sis 'n get away with it? And trickin' 'er too!"

>You try to force your mind to wander off, but it's hard when you can potentially be hurt.

>"Spike mentioned an odd Minotaur as well, and then I knew he'd probably come back. So, Minotaur, why have you attacked AJ's sister?"

>You're getting annoyed.

"I cannot understand you. Do any of you speak German?"

>>215124

>my German is shit

Considering that this isn't an actual German-speaking setting (eg, German class, speaking in German to Germans , Austrians, the Swiss, or Liechtensteiners), Google Translate should suffice. Though for any of the afore-mentioned situations, Google Translate = trash.

Fick… ich habe viele zu korrigerien.

>>222903

'Kay

——————-

>They look at you, not understanding.

>You sigh.

>"Here…"

>The purple one leans forward and touches you with her horn, which is glowing.

>Nothing happens.

"Was war das?"

>"A translation spell, which has worked apparently."

>You're stunned.

>"So, I'll ask again: Minotaur, why have you attacked AJ's sister?"

>Minotaur.

>They think you're a Minotaur.

"Ich bin kein Minotaurus, Ich bin ein Mensch."

>"Okay, 'human'. Why-"

"Und ich deine Schwester nicht angreifen. Ich sang, und sie schrie."

>"Whatta load o' horse-apples! What song would make mah sis crah?"

>You sing the song again.

>Orange is looking down, the purple one tears up.

>"What was that?"

"Ich habe nie Ihre Namen…."

>>223572

I'm not letting you get away that easily writefag.

>>223572

>The orange one speaks first.

>"The name's Applejack."

>"Twilight Sparkle."

>Applejack nods to her companion.

>"She's th' Princess of Friendship, so show respect, hyoo-man."

>Twilight speaks

>"We are peaceful beings, Mr. Hyoo-man. We won't hurt you."

>lel, she slurred "beings".

>Peaceful beans.

"Tut… was auch immer du getan hast, ewig?"

>"I'm fairly certain, yes."

>AJ interjects.

>"So, ya'll ain't attackin' mah sis then? Huh. Well, sorry Mister, but Ah need to look out fer her, hope ya'll understand."

>You nod in understanding.

"Ja, würde ich das gleiche tun, aber ich würde Sie den Behörden statt Sie aufzuhängen genommen. War die lila Eidechse nicht Angst vor mir, so nehme ich an, dass die Minotauren nicht bösartig werden? Was war dann?"

>"Uh… yeah, sorry 'bout that. Th' Princess 'n my friends and Ah were gunna question you, take it into our own hoofs, since the townsfolk ain't exactly…"

>Twilight finishes her off.

>"Capable, in a sense."

>>224059

"Wie Meinst Du?"

>"Look, never mind. You seem alright, so I'll…."

>Twilight unties you and you relax yourself.

"Wo sind wir? Gehört dieses Land jemand?"

>They look at you funny.

>"Um, well. This is Equestria, and it's ruled by Princess Celestia."

>You laugh.

>What kind of place names itself after its inhabitants' species?

>Humania, or something.

>"What's so funny?"

"Macht nichts."

"Ist dieser Ort auf der Erde?"

>"Um… no…."

>You're getting sleepy.

"Tut mir schrecklich leid, aber haben Sie einen Ort, den ich bleiben könnte?"

>Twilight nods.

>"You can sleep here."

>You nod in thanks.

>"Listen, we'll be off, so the dragon you met earlier, Spike, will take care. Goodbye for now."

>They leave.

>You shake your head.

>Dragon?

>That was a dragon?

>What kind of place is this?

>You laugh and drift off to sleep.

>>224834

Can't wait for moar, glad you're continuing despite the little attention.