>>20837491 >>20838515 >>20841502 >>20841961 I am glad to see everyone is still interested, once I get my stuff taken care of today (friend loaned me some money so I am gonna grab some groceries) I will return and get some green down.
For those who dont know where we are or have never read this story before... please check the pastebin! http://pastebin.com/kMaAb9zL >”Keep it up funny boy… keep it up.” >His tone indicated silence may be the best option. >He motioned for you four to get out, so the ponies dispersed from your body, making things frigid again, and you strutted out of the van. >You were secure enough in your manhood covering up your dick was out of the option, so you just walked proudly… and if some innocent bystander was scarred for life?... so be it. >You and your pony friends were quickly surrounded by the guards and their friends. >The leader of their group, the guy who talked to you, said, “Ok, I bet you want to get inside and get some clothes on. Follow me, keep your mouth shut, and don’t try anything! I don’t want to taze you again.” >You nodded, you didn’t want to be tazed either. >They led you through a steel fence enclosure with razor wire running across the top. >There was a large prison looking building with a massive metal door right in front of you. >Your little posse stopped in front of it and the leader guy pulled out a radio, “Alpha is at checkpoint one.” >You heard on the radio, “Copy that Alpha. Opening Checkpoint One.” >There was a loud, CLACK, and the door was opened. >You were ushered inside and pushed down a large hallway. >After a series of lefts and rights, you and your friends were led to a wooden door. >It was opened to reveal, what looked to be, a lounge. >There was carpet, chairs, a sofa, a TV, and a soda machine. >The leader turned to you, “Ok, I want you four to relax here. I am going to go and get you some clothes. The administrator will be here to talk with you soon. She is very uptight, so try not to anger her!” >He left and closed the door. >When the footsteps receded, you checked the knob… it was locked. >Naturally.
>>20834607 >>20837451 To the Doctor and any other writefags that happen to stumble upon this post: Please let us know when/if you're gonna take a longer break next time so that people won't bump the thread needlessly for two days and then make one a day before you decide to come back. And if you decide to quit in the middle of a story then also let us know and then go fuck yourself so that we won't end up with a milion pastebin links sitting for months in our bookmarks.
>>20844007 Thank you Mr. Bond for that. It is an important issue I have noticed. I am sorry for not saying anything ahead of time, but I never leave a story unwritten. If I start something I will finish it... it just might take some time.
>>20843976 >Thankfully it was nice and warm in here. >Pinkie ran over to the beanbag chairs. >She tackled one of them, “OHHH ITS SO SOFT!” >Some things never change. >Since there was nothing to do, you flipped on the TV and watched some Squarebob Spongepants. >You loved that show. >Pinkie was laughing like a maniac by the time the show was done, as was Vinyl, even Octavia cracked a few smiles. >This counted as a win to you. >The door opened and the same man from before walked in with a simple pair of underwear, pants, socks, a shirt, and some black shoes. >”Here, get dressed, the Administrator is waiting.” >He stood there and waited for you to get the clothes on. >At the very least they smelled clean and fit rather well. >You had to ask though, “So, just wondering, how did you know they were there?” >He gives you a wry smile, “I will let the Administrator tell you that tidbit.” >Just who the hell was this “Administrator”? >When you were dressed, the guy turned to everyone present and said, “Ok, now I want you to follow me… just to be clear, any attempt to escape will be stopped… harshly.” >He pated his Taser to get his point across. >Based on the silence, it was obvious your friends were scared, better remedy that. “Oh we got it, but take away the Taser and I bet I could take you!” >You totally couldn’t, but best to keep him on edge, he might make a mistake you could exploit.
>>20847712 >And then the administrator came in with a warm, comforting smile >" I would love to answer your question anon, but I'm afraid we have standards to upkeep at this facility, if you would please follow this guard, he will lead you to the communal shower room
>>20847712 >He gave you a smile, “Sure thing tough guy, just follow me and keep the sass to a minimum.” “So I can be sarcastic? Good, I was worried there for a moment.” >The guard gave a chuckle, “You’re funny that’s good… the Administrator LOVES funny guys.” >This sounded great. >He opened the door and ushered the four of you down the hallway. >Everything was white and barren. >No pictures, no paint. >Just white walls and white tile. >If it wasn’t for the nice lounge, you might have been truly disturbed by the place. >He led you to a wooden door with one of those, impossible to see through glass window insets. >On it were the words, The Administrator. >She didn’t even have her name on her door… what kind of person was this? >He looked to you, “Ok, now, she is going to decided what to do with you, try and be respectable, don’t say anything stupid, and, whatever you do… don’t stare at her face… good luck!” >He opened the door and pushed everyone in. >Time to face the music. >You were surrounded by bookcases. >They were literally on every wall. >Ceiling to floor, noting but books. >There was a narrow path to follow, which the four of you did, that led to a desk. >There was paper, pencils, a stapler, and an old picture frame. >You could not see what it was a picture of, but you assumed it was probably of family. >There was only one open spot on the wall, a large window set behind the desk. >There was a large office swivel chair facing out the window. >”So… what to do with you…” >This was it. >>20848470 good to be back Anon.
>>20848567 >The chair spun around to reveal the most unexpected sight. >A purple unicorn with wings. >She had purple hair with pink highlights. >She was without a doubt, the last thing you expected to see here. >She turned to look at the ponies at your side, and you saw it. >There was a massive scar stretching from the bottom of the right side of her jaw up to her right eye. >Not only was it long, it was deep… clearly something had cut her very badly. >Judging from the size and shape, you had a feeling it was from a knife. >”Pinkie Pie… I am glad you’re safe.” >So, she knew Pinkie Pie, which could make things better or worse. >There was no answer, a quick glance showed that she was stunned. >When she was finally able to get the words out she said, >”Twilight… I am so happy to see you! How did you get here?” >She smiled, “That’s a long story Pinkie, but first, I have to decide how to deal with your captor.” >Vinyl spoke up, “What do you mean by captor?” >Twilight answered, “Well, I have to punish the human who held the three of you in his home!” >It was now time to try and set things straight, “Ok, now it’s my turn, First, My name is Anonymous… not human. Second, I did not hold anyone against their will in my home, and third… uhh nice to meet a friend of Pinkie’s.” >You had planned a robust and respectable accusation to use for the third… but you forgot what it was going to be. >She raised an eyebrow, “You expect me to believe that they lived in your home, by their own free will? I doubt it.” >Pinkie spoke up, “It’s true Twilight! I Pinkie Promise!” >Twilight looked surprised and seemed to reconsider, you didn’t know what a “Pinkie Promise” was but it must carry weight.
>>20857725 I was expecting EQG twilight to be the administrator. >She obsesses over magical epicenters and Equestrian magical radiation. >She finds the portal at Canterlot High >Attempts a Coup of Equestria using her knowledge of science and magic nullification, causing the mass pony exodus >Finally defeated, she is sentenced to banishment in some separate dimension devoid of life to try and conquer >She manages to reset the mirror to it's last known settings, where the ponies were sent for their own safety >The hunt begins...
>>20857725 >”But, I got a report you were picked up in his bed with him and Octavia! He was naked! You might just have Stockholm’s Syndrome!” >Pinkie looked devastated, “You don’t believe my Pinkie Promise?” >The fact that Pinkie was more worried about Twilight not believing her promise than her having sex with you with Octavia told you the promise must have been like a bound of honor. “Look, you can hook me up to a polygraph, or whatever, but I saved these three… this one literally!” >You pointed to Vinyl. >She nodded vigorously, “Yeah, a building would have collapsed on me if it hadn’t been for Anon… he was hurt while rescuing me!” >Octavia spoke up, “When we met, I caused us to fall rather violently, I was badly hurt. Anon healed me. He even bought me a new cello out of the goodness of his heart!” >The weight of their words was impressive, and it gave Twilight pause. >Maybe it was time to finish it. “Ok, let’s all calm down. I don’t care if you don’t trust me or even if you don’t like me. But don’t disrespect me for things I did not do. I did my best to do right by them, if you don’t believe me… so be it.” >The two of you locked gazes and measured the other. >You could see she was not always this harsh… but times change and sometimes people must change with them. >Such was the case for her. >She finally relented, “Thank Celestia… I was worried about what I might have to have done if you really DID imprison and rape them…” >You shuddered to imagine that outcome. “Yeah… me too. What happens now?”
>>20861102 >”She tapped her jaw with a hoof, “Well, let’s get to know each other.” >Finally able to relax, you sat down in the chair across from her and over the next few hours, the two of you explained your respective situations. >You told her the entire story, beginning to end, with your friends throwing in tidbits here and there. >Then, it was time for Twilight’s story. >She explained what had actually threatened to destroy the world… and boy was it a doozy. I am going to take some time with this part... please be patient.
>>20861263 >She described Celestia, their original leader in better detail than Octavia had. >You knew that she was in charge of raising and lowering the sun and keeping the order… but Twilight explained she was much more than that. >Everyone looked to her for advice and to settle their problems. >It was assumed she was nearly immortal… but that was not exactly true. >Her life was tied to the sun. >And their sun had been dying for some time. >Twilight said, “When I think back, it makes sense… when she was in her prime, she was unstoppable. But, just recently, she was defeated by a changeling in one on one combat. She should have annihilated her, but she lost. That should have been a sign.” >No one knew exactly how old Celestia was… but, she had been around for longer than anyone could remember. >Towards the end, after the first wave of ponies had arrived, Celestia explained to Twilight and Cadence what was happening. >The sun was dying, and she was going with it. >Apparently, it would not act like a normal star when it died… it would not expand before exploding, it would just explode. >So, Celestia devised a way to do the spell one more time… she would use the energy from the explosion to fuel the spell and Luna would channel it into the spell. >Luna was tied to the moon just as Celestia was to the sun. >So, both would die regardless. >They used their deaths to ensure the life of every pony in Equestria. >That was worthy of reverence in your mind. >Twilight then went on to tell everyone about where she arrived… and you were the most surprised. >She had landed in the Oval Office… right on the President’s desk while he was sitting there.
>>20869335 What if he's scared of what humans will do to them so he's had them rounded up under the guise of a quarantine to keep people on his side. And he's giving them a safe haven....... Doc, did I just blow the story wide open?
Twilight landed in the Oval Office to be immediately attacked by the Secret Service (Thus the scar), but then Obama stopped them to try and talk with the pony. Once she explained what was going on, she put her in charge of the recovery effort. The ponies being captured aren't going to Area 51, they're going to Twilight's base (unless her base is Area 51).
Also, another thing that's odd. If Twilight suspected Anon of raping the ponies, why did the guards put him in the same room as them? Why not in a cell or something? If they think he's a rapist, why would they put him in a comfortable room with his victims?
Okay, I'm going out on a limb here, as I don't wish to spoil anything by being obvious(ly wrong), but it's really bugging me not to comment... I'm going to say sun and moonbutt sent the entirety of Equestria. Congratulations Dr, this is my first post ever. I've got non-ponyfag's reading this story now asking my ass for back story to explain the characters... you win. I'm really curious what exactly changed after purple smart met the president to make the statements he did... I'll go back to jonesing here, itching and scratching for updates for my fix. My friends and I all love it so far, and that's what counts!
>>20869335 >>20869465 >>20870036 >>20870910 I am glad to see everyone is enjoying the story... and I love your ideas... to bad none of them are EXACTLY right. The truth surprised even me when I thought of it.
>>20866232 >You audibly gasped. >Octavia told you the President had said that Ponies had no intelligence or feelings. >He was basically calling them beasts. >Why… why the lies? >Twilight seemed to see the questions forming and cut them off with answers, “When I first arrived, I landed on the President’s desk, but I landed face first on his letter opener. I was detained immediately by the Presidents defense force. I was screaming in pain and asking for help, I didn’t understand what was happening, and the President stopped them. He had them sit me down on a sofa, canceled all of his obligations for the rest of the day, called in a doctor, and we talked.” >She looked like she was remembering something nice. >”He was very polite, he waited for the doctor to arrive and assess the damage. As you can no doubt see, his little knife wound up digging deep, that’s what happens when you land on it face first at almost 20 miles per hour.” >She gave a wry smile, “When the doctor was done with me, the conversation began. We talked for hours, explaining our respective worlds. It was fun, I love learning new things, and President Obama was more than willing to share… though he tried to gloss over the things like World War 1 and 2, I refused anything but the truth.” >You could have sworn you saw a tear form in her eyes. >”Anon, what are those? The World Wars?” Octavia asked. “To be truthful, probably humanities worst moments in history, they were wars that included almost every continent on Earth, and had some of the worst death tolls in recorded history.” >She blanched, “How bad were they?” “The first was not as bad as the second, it had about 16 million. The second was far more gruesome, around 60 million… which was over three percent of the world’s population at the time.” >Twilight shed that tear that she had been building, “Even with the President’s explanation… I still just can’t comprehend all that suffering.”
>>20871422 “Yeah… me neither.” >Twilight continued her story. Albeit, at a much more contained pace, “He gave me some time to contemplate what I just heard. It was a lot to absorb, but we eventually continued. I told him of my world, and how it no longer existed. I told him of our Princess’s sacrifice and their last words… to live on as happily as we could.” >Octavia nodded, “That sure sound like Princess Celestia and Luna.” >Vinyl agreed, “Yeah, they were always trying to do the best they could for us…” >Pinkie said nothing… which concerned you, you glanced over to her, and saw her quietly sobbing. >Made sense, the amount of emotions inside her must be insane. >You yourself were having a hard time dealing with all this. I have to get to work... Thank god I needed the hours, I will be back later.
>>20871585 >Twilight got up, went over to Pinkie, and gave her a hug, “It’s ok Pinkie! I am just glad to have found you!” >Pinkie was drew a shuddering breath, “Twilight… do… do you know about Rainbow Dash?” >Twilight’s soft expression went hard, “Know what?” >Pinkie cried fresh tears, “She’s dead! She was shot by a police officer!” >Twilight looked to you for further explanation, “I woke up one morning to the sounds of gunshots. I rushed to the door and looked out to see a police officer had shot a pony three times. He came over and talked to me about what happened. He told me that he shot a light blue pegasus with a rainbow colored mane in self-defense…” >The room was dead silent as the horror of that day washed over you, Octavia, and Pinkie once more. >Twilight was hugging Pinkie as tightly as possible, her eyes closed… but you could clearly see tears making their way out. >As a person who wanted to be a doctor, you had been trained in delivering bad news to people… it was an inevitability. >Sooner or later… bad news had to be given. >But nothing, no amount of training would ever prepare someone for this. >Seeing Twilight breakdown really put things in perspective, you could understand Pinkie, she seemed like the fragile sort… but Twilight… it was obvious she was used to being the source of strength. >You walked over and placed a hand on her shoulder. >Twilight looked to you, “You said your name was Anonymous right?” “Yeah, but my friends call me Anon.” >She broke away from Pinkie and turned to face you, “Well than, may I call you Anon?” >You smirked, “Of course, any friend of Pinkie’s a friend of mine.” >She held out a hoof, and you did the first thing that came to mind… rapped it with your fist. >She looked surprised, “How did you know to do that?” >You gave an honest laugh, “We have something similar called a fistbump.”
>>20898071 >She nodded, “Well then Anon, we need to talk about the future…” >You could see that she was changing the subject to try and mask her feelings. >It was a coping method that many used when they were in a situation they were unused to. >She just met a friend in the company of a strange human and had just learned that one of her best friends had been shot and killed. >This was a hard time for everyone involved. >Octavia was trying to keep from crying and Vinyl had this sad look on her face, probably from actually being there. >Best to keep that to yourself, no need for Twilight to try and place blame on Vinyl in a fit of sadness. >You wanted Vinyl to be the one to broach the subject later when she felt up to it. >Everyone was still in shock, but it was time to move past it. >Everyone dies… sometimes we die when it is inconvenient and sometimes we hurt a lot of people with our passing, but that is life. >Life is unfair, that much was certain. “Ok, what do you have in mind?” >Twilight sat back down in her chair, “Well, I found out about you from some of my sources. My goal is to bring ponies in and keep them away from the scientists who want to experiment on them.” >You had to cut in, “And… who gave you this job?” >She smiled, “The President of the United States of America.” >Wat? >”He had been suspicious of the findings the scientists were giving him. They told him they were not very special and had no real intelligence. The director of the research, a member of the Joint Chiefs of staff, was not giving him very substantial reports. He was already concerned, and when I arrived, it just put the final nail in the coffin.” >It made sense, if the scientists wanted to continue studying the ponies for whatever reason, they would say whatever they could to make sure the research could continue. >Things like that had been done before.
>>20898400 >central time >also gets dubs mah double nigga
also, I voted that they all go home, but it should be on the condition that they seek out other ponies to bring in. if >rape is that important, the closeness of anon working for twi should certainly allow the opportunity to arise at first she should say anon can go but then (mostly pinkie) has to convince her that -and here's where things could get spicy- pinkie can go to assist anon, but Octavia and Vinyl have to stay. obvoisly that's cause pinkie wants more sexytimes or personal time with anon. the opposite could also happen where twi is more worried about pinkie and lets tavi and scratch go this is supposed to be an Octavia story, right? which creates similar steam for pinkie (what if she told twi about me sexytimes and got her wanting in on it?)
it's your story, so do what you want with it. these are just my thoughts, something I'd enjoy seeing, you can use them or not, I just hope it helps you decide what to write next.
>>20898400 >makes them all stay >boss wonders where his employee suddenly disappears to >goes to check on him, door kicked in >concerned about shady/dangerous people finding about ponies >no other recourse, calls police >questions get asked >trails get followed >find pony base >more ponies for the science farm She should just let them all go back, and keep communications to minimal.
>>20898651 >told twi about me sexytimes and got her wanting in on it I'd rather this not go down the path of "Fuck everything that moves". Let's just keep it to Pinkie and Octavia, maaayyyybeee Vinyl, but try to keep the number of people/ponies wanting Anon's dick down to a minimal.
If they go . The police or someone will already know that anon have pone with him I say that he shall stay and meet more of them geting to know more of there lifes meeting tere friends Or something Then maybe sexytime If doc wants to
Ok, voting is over. the one with the most votes is... Everyone stays. To be truthful, I was rooting for this choice. I understand where everyone is coming from, and rest assured I will take what has been said into account. I will resume writing tomorrow, I have to get to bed as I am expected into work at 6:00 am sharp. When I return, I will get back to the story promptly.
>>20898268 “So, what is the goal of this place then?” >Twilight kept smiling, “The President is conducting his own research here with some of his most trusted scientists doing the work. When the corrupt scientists present their final report to the public, we will present ours… and watch their argument fall apart at the seams.” >It was a brilliant strategy, keep them in a false sense of security… and then utterly destroy them when the time was right. “A sound strategy. What will become of the other scientists and the man in charge?” >”More than likely, they will be arrested and tried for Crimes against Humanity, considering we have intelligence and emotions just like humans do. The President said, and I quote, “If you can think like us, if you can feel like us, and if you can hurt like us… you practically are us.”” >Those were powerful words, and it made you feel good knowing the President was going to do the right thing. “Well, back to the previous question, what are we going to do?” >She pondered the question, hoof tapping the side of her head, “I don’t think you would be safe going back home… the area is full of anti-pony supporters. I think, for the time being, it would be better for the four of you to stay here. Anon, while I would normally send you home, your relationship with Octavia and Pinkie, as well as the very public exit my boys made you endure… sorry about that… make it obvious that you should stay as well.” >You bristled, “Oh really? What if we WANT to go home?” >You placed an interesting amount of emphasis on that word. >Her eyes hardened, “We would ensure you were as safe as possible… by any means.” >Ahh, she would force everyone to stay if you forced her hand… err hoof.
>>20906622 “I understand. What do you guys think?” >You directed that question to your little group, Octavia had been following the conversation intently, Vinyl was looking mildly bored, but it was obvious she had been listening as well, Pinkie Pie still had tears in her eyes, but the worst of it was done… she had regained control of herself and had been listening to what had been going on. >Octavia spoke first, “While I do want to return home, I think it might be safer for us to stay here for the time being… at least until things calm down out there.” >You nodded, that was Octavia, always the pragmatic. >Vinyl scoffed, “I don’t know man, just do whatever you think is right, I’ll support you wither way…” >She hesitated, “Though, I am kinda in agreement with Octy on this.” >Octy? >You looked over to Octavia, “Really?” >She shook her head, “Don’t even start.” >Oh, you were gonna have a ball with that little tidbit. >Pinkie looked over to you, “Anon, I want to stay with Twilight… can we stay?” >The expression was one of profound sadness… if you said no… you would have to have been one of the worst people in the world. “Of course… we will stay.” >You earned a smile from Pinkie… just a smile, but it was a smile she needed more desperately than you could possibly know. gonna take a little break and get a shower and lunch. see ya later.
>>20907655 >rather than take the logical and reasonable course of action, they go the long, dangerous, and unnecessary route Its like I'm really watching an episode of MLP and Dr. is one of their actual writers.
>>20906861 >Twilight gave a slight sigh of approval, “Good to hear, don’t worry about any friends or co-workers Anon, we will inform them you are safe. In the meantime, I have a lot of work to take care of.” >She pressed a hoof to a box on her desk, “Jason, come in here.” >”Yes Ma’am.” >It was obviously an intercom, linking her to the soldier’s radios. >The door opened and the same guy from earlier walked in. >Twilight addressed him, “Jason, these four are our guests until I say differently, take them to one of our private onsite housings. If they want to live together, let them.” >He nodded, “Understood.” >She smiled at you and the others, “I will find you when I have time… I want to catch up with you Pinkie.” >Pinkie gave a little nod and said, “I look forward to it Twilight… maybe we should throw a party to celebrate?” >This was a golden opportunity to make her feel better… if Twilight could capitalize… >”Sure thing Pinkie, today is Thursday, why don’t you plan a party for Saturday at your temporary home and we can get together then.” >Pinkie nodded at almost a thousand miles per hour, and her eyes… they had that spark. “Well, we won’t take any more of your time. It was great meeting you, but most of us are still tired from being woken up god-awful early in the morning.” >You heard a groan of approval from Octavia and Vinyl. >Octavia because… well yeah. >Vinyl because she normally was not up and about in the house until around noon. >The guard, Jason, waved to you, “If you would follow me…” >You stood, as did your pony brigade, and made your way to the door. >Twilight hollered out to you just as you left, “Oh, and Anon?” >You turned around, “Yes Twilight?” >Her face adopted one of the most serious expressions, “If you hurt Pinkie Pie, I will turn you into an orange.”
>>20914932 >You had no idea if that was even possible or not, but, best not to tempt her into showing you one way or the other. >You gave her a grave nod, showing her you understood. >She smiled, “In that case, I wish you the best of luck. I know Pinkie can be a handful, but I am glad you are trying to help. I won’t say anything about your relationship with Octavia, if Pinkie Pie is ok with it, I am too.” “Thank you Twilight… that means a lot to me.” >And you meant it. >She nodded and waved a hoof at you, it was time to go. >You exited Twilight’s office and the guard closed the door. >”Well, looks like you get to live Mr. Funny Man. Let’s get to the onsite housing.” >Good to see his sense of humor was still as dry as earlier. >The five of you made your way down the hallways of the massive complex. >Jason pointed out places of interest as you went along, like the cafeteria, clinic, labs, and emergency centers. >The cafeteria served human and pony friendly cuisines, so it was likely you would be meeting several new ponies during your extended stay here. >Eventually, you arrived at the tenement with your pony friends in tow. >It was a row of bland three story apartment buildings. >While they may not have looked very special, it appeared as though each room was very spacious. >Jason told you each home could fit up to five occupants. >This was rather impressive for an apartment complex. >The four of you were housed on the ground floor together >He handed you a key, “Ok, here are the rules... curfew is at 11:00 PM. No one is allowed outside after that, the areas you are allowed are marked by having white floors. If you find yourself somewhere where the floors are blue, red, or black… you are somewhere you shouldn’t and will be reprimanded.”
>>20924488 >Color coded floors… really? “Ok, sounds good, anything else?” >He nodded, “We checked your records and it shows that you have a background as a Doctor and in pharmaceuticals. We have been really tight on medical personnel, so you will be assigned to work in the clinic as a Physician. There are no free rides, and it would be best to make the most of your talents.” >You nodded emphatically, working as an actual MD? >Talk about dream come true! “Of course, I would be happy to provide my services… as long as I am paid.” >He rolled his eyes, “Nope, we were planning on remanding your paycheck… of course we will pay you, you are going to be paid $20.00 an hour.” >That was a serious pay bump. “When do I start?” >He smiled, “Tomorrow, you are expected to be there at 9 AM sharp, and you get off at 10 PM. You have Saturday and Sunday off, we have replacements ready, but during the week you will be the bases new Primary Care Provider… the best we had most recently was an R.N.” >Not bad, I guess they thought 6 years was close enough to 7 for you to be effective… and they would be right. >You had gone through all the labs and lectures, you just lacked the year of practical fellowship. >Looks like now was your chance. “I look forward to helping out.” >He extends his right hand, “Well than Doctor, welcome to Area 69.” >You snickered, “69? Really?” >He sighed, “Yeah I know… but 51 was already taken.” >Makes sense… wait what? >You held out your hand and shook it, “Well, I guess it good to be here at… hehe… Area 69.” >He glared at you, “Just get inside and get some sleep.” >Someone was butthurt…
Exciting news! This story, which I have named Dr. Anonymous (super original), is about to surpass Vinyl and Anon's Business in length! V and A's Business was a big story for me, it was my longest and best received story. However, this story has an even longer plotline and even MORE people are talking to me about it. I get emails daily asking about where it's going, giving me ideas, and giving me praise. When I get on here and write, I don't do it for me, I do it for you. If I wanted to, I could be some kind of author that writes books for a living, but I am not on that level yet. I just wanted to sat thank you to each and every one of you who have been here so far. All the old hats and all the new cats. I wouldn't even be doing this if you were not here spurring me on to greatness. So Thank You. The story is going great so far, lets hope I can keep it going! If you have ideas, questions, or complaints about the story, please send me an email at firstname.lastname@example.org!
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