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Usual Suspects 1/2
!tedl177Zx2 02/08/12(Wed)02:54 No.34078745>>34077624
Trying to figure out ways to tie in a movie I didn't see. Usual Suspects had a ship in it, didn't it? That counts. (I will see that Usualy Suspects eventually)
>You feel the rock of the ocean as the ship rises and falls. Luckily, as a pony you aren’t getting seasick.
>You admire the vessel, magically endowed ship chugging along with steam bellowing out the top. It’s gotten so far out to sea, you can’t see land anywhere.
>Only one other pony was on this vessel, despite its size. He stood at the bow, gazing far at the ocean, lost in thought. His posture is, strange to say, but alluring. An enticing curve to the hips.
>Perhaps you’ve spent too much time on pony threads.
>Then again, you remember that Braeburn was pretty hot, too. Being a pony seems to negate the usual orientations.
>You really HAVE been spending too much time on pony threads
>Bored of the view, you go to him. “Hey,”
>He looks over at you and smiles. “Hey,
>You feel something strange in your chest. Something aggressive, primal, and uncaring. You hide the fact you’re looking over him again, and that fierce grin that wants to spread on your lips.
>You quickly feel in the void of the conversation. “What’s your name?”
>”SlyWit.”
>The name didn’t really seem to matter to you. Instead, you realize just how alone the two of you are on this vessel, so far off from land. No one would hear him.
>
>You shake your head violently and walk off. A word echoes inside you
>rape
>SlyWit gave you an odd look, but left you space.
>You stare at him from the aft of the vessel. You see the wind flowing in his mane.
>rape
>OCs shouldn’t look that alluring. You’re off, you don’t feel in control of your own body
>rape |
