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By Garda
Created: 2021-07-16 21:31:33
Updated: 2021-06-14 17:05:05
Expiry: Never

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    The War to End All Wars
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    Partially inspired by Anonistrator's When Nonny Comes Marchin' Home.
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    "Battery! Distance five hundred, angle forty-five, high-disperser A! Fire!"
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    >"Aye!"
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    >With a slight pull on the rope, complicated machinery of the battle stations starts to work, finally sending a dozen of high-dispersing airburst shells across the sky and to the enemy fort.
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    >"Cor-nel, we have a hit! One, three, eight, ten hits!" your adjutant proudly reports.
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    "Good work! Pre-e-pare!"
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    >Personnel of the battle stations is in a hurry, reloading the magnificent pieces of technology.
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    >Truly a great sight.
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    >"Cor-nel!"
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    "Eh"
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    >"LIE DOWN!"
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    >The next second, enemy high-disperser explodes ten foot above your fort.
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    >Your adjutant has been hit by one of the fragment, so you rush toward her...
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    >...and wipe a bit of snow off her muzzle.
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    >Yeah, you weren't expecting this when a brightly-coloured letter ended up in your face via Derpy.
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    >Letter was calling "anypony who wants to" to war, so you thought your experience in sheriff's office back in old U. S. of A. would help.
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    >It didn't, though.
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    >Wars here were only waged in winter and consisted of snowball fights that lasted until one of the sides retreated home; then the winner claimed a bunch of land at the border.
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    >And "the General Staff" almost had you arrested for alleged war crimes when you at first supposed you could use Pinkie's party cannon as a weapon.
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    Still unnamed
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    >On days like these you really think you'll die of laughter some day.
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    >Like, really.
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    >When the applehorse offered you to be a bartender in their new "adult" (oh, man, her intonation at the time was priceless) bar, you reluctantly agreed.
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    >You had some experience as a bartender back on Earth, but in the land of child-like ponies it was going to be something unusual.
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    >And God is it unusual.
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    >First of all, their "adult" cider doesn't have more alcohol percentage than some root beer; how do they even manage to get it out of the drink?
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    >And ponies visiting your fine establishment definitely were watching too much Noir movies...
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    >...but they were somehow getting drunk while drinking alcohol-less cider and sugar.
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    >But running this place is definitely worth it!
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    >After all, you get to set prices (with Apple family supplying you, well, apples and some other ingredients) and you get to watch the stuff happening here every day - win-win.
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    >Shadowed door swings open, and a confused young stallion walks in, looking around and finally positioning himself on a stool before you.
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    "Good evening, sir, and welcome to the Bad Apple Saloon."
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    >AJ chose this name by herself, thinking it'd sound edgy or something.
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    >It does, though...to the ponies.
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    >Pony before you looks around some more time, visibly kinda scared.
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    >"Y-yes, g-good evening..."
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    "What can I make you, sir?"
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    >"Sorry...I don't know..."
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    >You slip him a cocktail list. You always keep some of those around.
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    >"Yeah, make me a...Sunset over Canterlot, please."
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    >Ah, the good old classic.
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    >Sunset over Canterlot is one of the cocktails they've made up before your arrival, with you borrowing the recipe from Manehattan via Rarity.
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    >Half a glass of cider and cold thickened cherry juice on top.
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    >Somehow it dissolves in cider only partially, creating a range of orange-y colors.
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    >Better not to wait with this one, though - as soon as juice warms up, it instantly mixes with cider.
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    "Your Sunset, sir."
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    >"T-thank you."
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    >He takes the glass in his hooves and starts examining it, then inhales loudly and tries to drink all in one sip.
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    >After finishing it, he gently sets the glass back and gets a little bit more...confident? Yes, something like that.
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    "Would you like something else?"

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