>>1495213
FUCK YES

>>1495213
Maybe you could put your five-toed foot down and claim Lyra as your own. Lyra clearly still cares about Bonbon, so removing that earth pony from the equation is going to be a mite tricky, especially since you can’t risk breaking Lyra’s trust or hurting her feelings in the process. What if she kicks you out of her house, or worse, breaks it off with you?

[END INTRO]

It’s the week before Hearth’s Warming Eve—your first in Equestria—and you’re wrapped like a burrito, hot water bag on your head. Yesterday you achieved victory against Pinkie Pie in the snowiest snowball fight ever, summarily rewarded with a debilitating cold. You also get a kiss on the cheek from Lyra as she leaves you to recover on the couch with a bowl of soup and a rerun of the critically-acclaimed costume drama “Paradise Estate.”

“Get well soon, stud.” Lyra winks at you as she sashays across the living room, ready to leave and spend the entire day in town with Bonbon. In your hands is a checklist of things to do while you’re stuck at home.

If you have anything to say (or attempt doing) before she traipses off into town, now’s the time.

[START]

>>1495256
Look around

>>1495295
xyzzy

>>1495295
Ask her if she's sure she doesn't want to stay here and help us recover.

>>1495295
Ask what items on the list she thinks are most important so that we can do those first.

>>1495295
Nothing we really can do besides give a sigh and a pout, I guess.
She's treating us like a pet. That ain't cool yo.

we ded ALREADY?

>>1495440
Give him time, pretty sure this is his first quest.

>>1495333
>>1495213
>>1495342
>>1495365
>>1495369
"XYZZY!" You sneeze, interrupting what you were going to say. "Sure you don't want to stick around? It's cold outside..."

Lyra laughs as she replaces the hot water bottle on your head, reassuring you with a gentle pat. "Don't worry, Anon! I've put the crockpot on; you should help yourself to some veggie stew. I highly suggest you look at the to-do list, if you're a good boy I can give you a little reward tonight."

You can do noting but sigh and pout as she throws on her "human-like" coat with pockets and leaves the house. Now, about that list...

[CONT'D]

>waitingforoptodeliver.mov

>>1495576
>Lyra wears her cat ear equivalents around town
what a foggot

>>1495576
>Didn't ask her what the most important things on the list were.

Oh well. MLPG is good at prioritizing, right? Right?

We're fucked

NOON: RECEIVE DELIVERY - Probably another mail-order item for Lyra. This gives you time for one or two tasks before Derpy the mailmare shows up.
LAUNDRY
SEASON CROCKPOT - Lyra emphasized this before parting. Hmm.
transCendenZ DAILIES - transCendenZ is the premiere cross-realm MMO with a player base spanning both Earth and Equestria; naturally, Lyra games pretty hard. If she wants you to take care of her daily quests, that means she won't be back 'til late.
COCK PUSHUPS - ...what?
FIND MY PHONE - You remember misplacing Lyra's phone after a sex marathon the other week. You'd think a small town like Ponyville wouldn't need it, but Lyra's new job teaching music makes her a pony in demand.
FEED PAPA SMURF - Lyra's pet parrot.

Speaking of which, you can hear the sound of rough, animalistic fucking coming from the kitchen. That's Papa Smurf, playing back a perfect audio recording of said sex marathon. Let's hope you don't come to regret that decision.

[PLAY]

>>1495609
We might as well get started on those cock pushups.

>>1495609
Start a load of laundry and find phone.

>>1495609
>We don't know what cock pushups are
I guess we know what we're doing all day then.
Get to practicing.

>>1495660
Wait, season crock pot first.

THEN put in a load of laundry and go to find the phone.

>>1495609
>That's Papa Smurf, playing back a perfect audio recording of said sex marathon.
Oh god, what.
...Really though, she's treating us like a child or something. God damn...
When she gets home we gotta give her a stern talking to.

As for the list...
Toss in a load of laundry, season the crockpot, and feed Papa Smurf.

>>1495609
>MMO
>both equestria and earth
the fuck is this
powergame that shit

>>1495672
crock b4 cock

>>1495710
After we receive the delivery and feed Papa Smurf. Gaming should come last on the list and we can do it in between loads of laundry if we need to.

Nathan why must you have your trip on for this?

>>1495811
Does it really matter one way or the other?

Votes:
[0-2] 2 for cock
[3-5] 2 for crock
[6-8] 2 for laundry
[9] ???

Good to see your priorities are straight. My post number determines which you do.

>>1495827
Knowing you are participating in something that may involve sex makes me feel sick.

>>1495851
...Oh god dammit this isn't going to end well.

>>1495851
Excellent

>>1495851
welp, so much for getting anything else done today.

How long will we spend on the cock pushups? An hour?

>>1495873
Fine, anon I go.

>>1495851
>cock pushups
With much fatigue and a reluctant shedding of your warm blanket, you roll off the couch and get belly down on the floor, willing your cock to raise you off the ground. While you're down there, you can see a faint glint under the couch. Reaching over, you pull out Lyra's phone!

>Lyra's phone get

It's lost all battery charge, naturally. You pocket it and try to get a cock pushup going.

[Post number determines success]
[CONT'D]

>>1495982
>2

Wow we suck at these.

>>1495982

>2
>fail
We should do more kegel exercises.

>>1495982
You grunt and push and thrust your hips awkwardly but only succeed at maybe getting a rug burn on your cheek. Even the reminders of Lyra's limitless libido (courtesy of Papa Smurf) fail to get you anywhere past a centimeter off the ground.

Well, let's step into the kitchen and see what's in the soup:

Lyra's laid out two notecards next to the crockpot. Each one is attached to a small baggy with a mixture of herbs in it. Apparently these are tinctures from Zecora: one is a cure for the common cold, and one is a booster for sexual stamina. Zecora herself has added an advisory that these are not to be mixed under any circumstances.

Apart from the smell of delicious stew, Papa Smurf's squawking is getting mighty unbearable.

[SOUP or SMURF?]

>>1496088
If you vote for soup, please specify your action: add which seasoning, or taste it as it is, whatever.

>>1496088
Tell polly to shove a cracker in it, and get rid of this fucking cold. Screw libido, there' too much emphasis on the crazed horsefucking as it is. We can get to that later.

>>1496088
Soup.

>>1496088
>Zecora herself has added an advisory that these are not to be mixed under any circumstances.
WHELP I KNOW WHAT WE'RE DOING.

>>1496088
Mix them but don't put them in the stew yet, feed some to the parrot.

>>1496088
Stamina. After that lets feed the parrot.

send this horse to the glue factory already

>>1496163
This can't possibly go wrong.

>>1496125
Seconding this.
All things considered she's been kind of a bitch to us.
>oh hey anon i know you're sick and all but i'mma head out to hang out with my girlfriend all day and leave you here to do all my chores 'k?

>>1496163
Let's not do that.

Common sense (and the common cold) wins out and you hurriedly dump the cure into the soup. The stew glows a pleasant orange and you can't wait to ladle yourself a cup. One sip and your sinuses clear up quite nicely, though it does little for the fatigue.

With a mischievous grin on your face, you take one of Papa Smurf's crackers and dip it in the soup before feeding it to him. He scarfs it down eagerly and seems to ponder the flavor. You can hear the hiss of steam as he starts to redden.

And then he bursts into flames and latches onto your head, screeching incoherently and flapping about.

You flee into the living room, the Level 30 Elite Flaming Papa Smurf giving chase. You hear the doorbell ring, and Derpy pokes her head through the front door.

"Ooh! Are you playing Clock Tower?"

[WAT DO?]

>>1496415
oh god what

run like hell

>>1496415
QUICK, DO WE HAVE A GIANT PAIR OF SCIZZORS.

Douse the bird in whatever is handy and calmly sign for the package.

>>1496415
Ask her if she has Lyra's package.

ded

>>1496451
You boldly throw your old blanket over Papa Smurf and roll him around for a bit. The smoking, coughing bird (mostly unharmed) falls out and stumbles back to the kitchen. Your exasperation fails to register in Derpy's crooked gaze.

"You're Lyra's roommate, right? Is she here?"

You shake your head.

"That's okay, you can sign for her! Right here, and here, and here..." You fill out the form and claim Lyra's package. Derpy seems to be distracted by the scent from the kitchen. "Oh, that smells good. Is that firebloom? Stuff can set you on fire if you're not careful, but it warms you up on a cold day like this."

You explain it was part of a cold cure.

"Oh! Oh! Can I have some? My thermos emptied out and I need something for my lunch break. Speaking of, you mind if I take my break here?"

[wat do]

>>1496783
ACCEPT.

Get that ugly pone a bowl.

>>1496783
Invite her inside you dolt.
A man is never rude to a mare in need.

>>1496783
Why not?

Remember to go and pocket that bag of stamina spices. We don't want her seeing those.

>>1496783
Of course she can come in from the cold.

>>1496783
Accept and let her in.

Don't allow her to stay too long. Serve the soup, put in a load of laundry and get to gaming.

>>1496824
Good thinking. We don't want to go leaving our dragon dildoes in the dishwasher, now do we?

>>1496783
Accept. Serve her. Put phone on charger. Put in a load of laundry. Game.

>>1496854
>game
>while we have company
howausticareyou.jpg

>>1496876
We're not letting her stay long. Only long enough to grab some soup. It would look bad if Lyra caught us with another mare in the house.

>>1496896
Let her catch us with another mare in the house!

You glady invite Derpy into the house with a "—XYZZY!" While she's cleaning the snow off her hooves, you pocket the sex stamina spices and sweep up some loose feathers.

>sex stamina spice get

You ladle cold-curing soup into Derpy's thermos, get yourself another bowl, and the two of you sit down in the kitchen for lunch. Lyra's package sits on the corner next to you.

"So, Anon, how's life treating you? I keep bringing stuff to Lyra's house, but I don't know a lot about you—oh! Your mail is here, too." She dumps out her saddlebag and pushes two bundles over to you: one for Lyra and one for you.

>Lyra's mail get

[wat do]

>>1496896
... are you HIGH? She ain't our girlfriend!
>>1496916
THIS nigga knows whats up.

>>1496931
Open our mail. See what it could possibly be.

>>1496931
make conversation, but don't whine about shit.
We have fun here.

>>1496931
Tell her a bit about ourself and be friendly.

>>1496950
>>1496967
>>1496977
As you rifle through all the spam mail, you tell Derpy the standard stuff about how you came to Equestria hoping to live in a utopian society, only to find that you still needed a job and a place to stay. Not to mention friends. Lyra was your first friend in Equestria, even letting you stay rent-free with her while you got on your feet.

"She's just so generous, isn't she?" Derpy seems genuinely touched. "So what are your plans for Hearth's Warming Eve?"

As you think of a response, you notice there is one very official-looking envelope addressed to you, stamped with the seal of the Anthro/Equestrian Intimacy Outreach Union.

[talk or get back to business?]

(Gonna take the trash out, brb)

>>1497159
Keep talking.

>anthro

>>1497159
Why not both?
Not like we can't multitask or anything.
Don't game yet, though, that's just straight up rude.

>>1497172
Also open that shit yo.

>>1497180
We are trying to keep the fact that we are banging Lyra a secret. Opening that in front of Derpy may not be the best idea.

I'm back. Can't make up your minds?

[post number determines action]

>>1497274
Open that shit, and keep talking at the same time. We're not four.

>>1497274
finish conversation and wait out derpys' break in as little-to-no rude manner as possible.
then satiate your curiosity and continue with the days tasks

>>1497308
>wait out
>not tapping DAT ASS
Have you forgotten that Derpy has the most glorious ass in all of Equestria?

>>1497352
Lyra may take that the wrong way.

Double standards and all.
And we still have other shit to do.

>>1497352
most of what we've been doing has been in the dark
and we're not sure if derpy'll keep it a secret or yell to equestria that anon made her an anal addict

>>1497388
So?

We're not in an official relationship with Lyra. We ain't got SHIT to worry about.

>>1497417
She's paying our rent, stupid.

>>1497417
refer to
>>1495213
and
>>1495256
dumbass

>>1497417
If Bon Bon finds out, shit will hit fans.

>>1497430
... fuck.

>>1497172
You mention you hadn't really planned much for Hearth's Warming Eve aside from going to see the traditional historical play at Town Hall and then getting shitfaced at Sugar Cube Corner to ring in the winter solstice. You know Lyra's going to be spending quality time with Bonbon.

During all this, you take a look at the AEIOU's letter to you.

Basically, the AEIOU is an independent society of human and pony luminaries who study interspecies relations, specifically the implications of... well. Let's just say immigrants like you are of particular import to them.

Your mission, should you accept it, is to write back to the AEIOU about your ponyfucking exploits. This is simply a behavioral survey and requires some personal information for demographics, but will in no way be traceable back to you. But if you're not fucking ponies, that's fine, too. You just won't get this awesome monetary incentive and a cool gold silk lined hat for participating.

Derpy has your attention again. "You know, Dinky's going to be in this year's play! You should root for her, she's going to play Clover the Cleaver."

It's common knowledge that Derpy is a single supermom, never passing up a chance to gush over her daughter. You smile and nod politely.

Clock's a-ticking, do you want to keep doing mail or get the last of your chores done? Derpy has mail to deliver as well.

[WAT DO]

>>1497474
>the AEIOU
BAHAHAHAHAHAHA
OH GOD MY FUCKING SIDES

>>1497474
>a cool gold silk lined hat for participating
OH FUCK YEAH

Anyways...
What other mail is there? I thought you said it was just Lyra's package and our letter.

>>1497474
Let her be on her way. We have things to do.

>>1497474
>AEIOU
Fuck, how did I miss that?
>free hat
Fuck yeah we're doing this.

>cleaver
A rather dark take on an old favorite, should be fun.

We can thank Derpy for her conversation and show her to the door, make sure she has a full thermos of soup.

Then we should probably do some more chores.

>>1497474
remind her that she has mail to do but she can stay a little while longer if she wants to, but you'll be back to doing your chores

>>1497474
Say we'll attend the show, remind her of her work. Put in a load of laundry, hide the AEIOU letter for latter and get to gaming.

>>1497529
>>1497535
>>1497564
>>1497664
>AEIOU survey invite get
You decide to fill out the survey at a later time. For now, though, you thank Derpy for—XYZZY—keeping you company, and tell her she should take it easy in the cold weather. You promise to attend the show, fill up her thermos, and head upstairs to gather laundry.

You realize Lyra hasn't changed her bedsheets in a bit "because they still smell like you". Well, that's one thing that's the same between human women and Equestrian mares. Into the hamper they go. And despite your desperate searching, you cannot for the life of you find Lyra's phone charger. She's almost as much of a slob as you are. Must be why you hit it off so well.

You do, however, find one of your old gloves she had "procured" for "personal study." It's caked in "unicorn dust," known for its energizing properties when sprinkled on electronics.

>unicorn dust covered glove get

[One more choice: launder the glove, or use it to charge Lyra's phone?]

>>1497730
Take a deep whiff of it then use it to charge her phone.

>>1497730
Haha what?
Charge the phone, I guess.
So long as we've done it before, wouldn't want to overload the thing and blow it up or something now.

>>1497752
snort that shit.

>>1497752
>>1497760
And maybe give it a taste too.

DED.

we ded?

>>1497752
>>1497753
>>1497760
>>1497782
The first time you did this, it was really weird. Then again, she was sitting on your face at the time.

You smell Lyra's unicorn dust. Even after drying, it's still potent and smells of double mint chocolate chip ice cream. Tastes like it, too. But enough of that, you've got a phone to charge.

>equip unicorn dust covered glove

You grab Lyra's phone out of your pocket, hold it in your gloved hand and start to vigorously squeeze and shake it, loosening dust motes from the glove as they rub off onto the phone's plastic and metal surface. After a minute of furious exertion, the phone sparks to life with a full battery (and a fresh coat of unicorn dust).

>Lyra's dusty phone get

The glove is inert, so you toss it into the hamper. Derpy left while you were upstairs, so you continue into the basement to start a load of laundry. After that, it's game time. You plop back into the couch with a new blanket and pick up the controller, ready to boot up transCendenZ.

Lyra has three characters on her account (all human, naturally): the psychic girl Mai, battle angel Alita, and wind rider Naushi. Dailies are account-based, so you only need to do them on one character.

[CHOOSE YOUR CHARACTER]

>>1498033
Mother fucking battle angel.

>>1498033
Or you could, you know, check her phone for messages.

>>1498033
wind rider

>>1498033
Battle angel.

>>1498061
That would be a pretty blatant invasion of privacy.

>>1498033

Battlin' Angelin'

>implying wind riders aren't nerfed to shit in the latest patch

>>1498249
This, and psychics are almost pure support, no fun at all.

>>1498151
I'm glad you're so upstanding, anon.

>>1498059
>>1498137
You log in as Alita, the human battle angel, and pipe into the world of transCendenZ. You are immediately bombarded with /tells and /guild chatter, all aimed at Lyra.

Beyond the crowded chat window, you can see the crystal spires of a world alien to both human and pony, and considering the magic and such you've seen in Equestria, you understand that's quite a feat. Alita currently stands on a terrace overlooking the radiant city of Aldebaran.

[WAT DO]

Remember to leave some time for us to look at Lyra's package and see if we can figure out what it is without opening it.

>>1498299
Game.

>>1498299
Tell the people we aren't Lyra, then go do some dailies.

>>1498299
Lett all the people bombarding you that you are just there for the dailies and game. Don't confirm or deny that you are Lyra or a human.

>>1498333
Then they'll probably report us for account stealing.
Just say you're on for the dailies.

>>1498333
Don't tell them that, just say you're doing the dailies and won't be on long.

>>1498347
This actually happened to me once. Guy in middle school gave me his paid runescape account. His PC was female and everyone thought he was a girl, which made it awkward when I tried to explain things.

>>1498299
JUMP

ded

>>1498364
>>1498315
>>1498333
>>1498341
You calmly inform Lyra's buddies that you're just going to do the dailies. That shuts them up quick.

>>1498347
Alita activates her antigravity well and leaps from the terrace, effortlessly tearing through the air at will. You settle her down in the hinterlands of Proxima for the first set of dailies. As a battle angel, her cybernetic enhancements and supermortal agility give her a supreme balance of evasion and spike damage in close combat. It's your favorite character class.

In the midst of your dailies, you suddenly get a /tell from one of Lyra's friends by the name of Kkeen, a famously overpowered game master (character class, not server administrator), according to the list. He must've signed on after you gave your dismissal, and are about to tell him off when you actually read his message.

>fuck a human yet

>>1498545
no

>>1498545
>a lady never tells

>>1498545
no

>>1498545
Ohhh, shit.

I just got a shit-eating grin even the grinch cant match.

I just realized I never moved to the new horse.

I was wondering why I was so bored.

ded.

COme on faggot, it cant take THAT fucking long to write.

Time to move to next thread anyway.

>>1498545
>implying we'll tell that neckbeard anything
>impltying the game master class isn't for casual babbies

>>1498545
lie
lie like you were using the first 2 letters of your fuckbuddys name to save your own ass
go over the top with it
you cannot. make this. believeable.

>>1498545
>I have all the human penises
>All of them

>>1498583
>>1498589
>>1498586
>Alita: no
>Kkeen: im seeing this one girl
>Alita: I'm just here to do dailies
>Alita: No time to chat, sorry
>Kkeen: human chicks dig the Trottingham accent i dont get it
>Kkeen: but i am covered in bitches
>Kkeen: u need to get on the ride

This guy just won't. shut. up. He's probably somepony Lyra met at an anthrocon, and obviously as much of an anthrophile as she is, if not moreso. You finish up your dailies while actively ignoring (not /ignoring, that'd get Lyra in trouble) Kkeen and make sure to park Alita back in her stasis spring high up in Aldebaran.

The front door to the house suddenly opens.

"Oh, hi, Anon! Sorry to bother you." Bonbon smiles and waves hello. "Lyra said you were home sick, but you don't actually look so bad."

"Uh, what are you doing here? Where's Lyra?"

"She caught up with some of the foals who are in the Hearth's Warming play and now she's going to give them some impromptu music lessons. She sent me here to fetch her lyre harp. Got my own keys." Bonbon jiggles her saddlebag a little, loosing the tell-tale clink of metal. "Mm, is that firebloom in the stew? And... double mint chocolate chip ice cream? Haha, you've been spoiling yourself while Lyra's out, haven't you? Well, I'll let you get back to your game."

She doesn't seem to suspect anything as she heads upstairs.

>>1498832
... Are we forgetting anything? Leave anything lying around?

>>1498875
I think we have the dust covered phone with us. The sheets are in the wash.

Herp, forgot my trip on the last post somehow?

Anyways, go to new thread.
>>1498907

>>1498832

Oh, geez. That Jersey accent. I'm afraid they can read minds or some shit.

In any case, the list is complete. What else must we do besides get over this damn cold?

>>1498907
Continue leveling her characters so long as there is nothing up there we need to hide. We have that AEIOU letter hidden, right?

>>1498907
What do we have left on the checklist?

>>1498907
We still have the AEIOU letter on us, right?
She might find it if we don't and then shit will really hit the fan...

Is someone compiling a pastebin of these for you guys yet? I'm not participating (yet) but I want to see what's going on with it later. I'd do it if I wasn't such a useless piece of shit

>>1498971
OP said that AEIOU sends out the letter as a just in case or something like that.

>>1498907
Dammit. I'm always afraid that people with Jersey accents are hiding that they know more than they let on.

Oh, and let's accept the AEIOU offer.
HOWEVER. We must hand deliver it to the post office. Can never be too careful.

>>1498907
>>1498956
>>1498971
>Kkeen: u wana kno how a humangina works lyra
>Kkeen: lyra come oooono

The AEIOU survey invite is safely stowed away in your pajama pockets, as is the "dusty" phone that smells of ice cream.

>Kkeen: lyra pls my friends think im weird i gotta tell sum1
>Kkeen: ur my anthbro

Oh dear god you didn't log off it's a good thing Bonbon didn't see.

>>1499101
Do this >>1499041

I want that free pimp hat!

>>1499101
Lets log the fuck off, for first of all.

What's the next chore?

>>1499101
Log off. Check list to make sure we did everything. If we are feeling better, get dressed and walk with Bon Bon to deliver Lyra's lyre.

>>1499101
Oh god, I can feel the spaghetti.
Um...
Say something about how we'll catch up with him later, because we're really busy and we really gotta get stuff done. Log off, then deliver that letter and get that pimp hat and get allllll the bitches.

>>1499148
We haven't filled out the letter yet. We can do that later tonight with Lyra's help.

>>1499142
>Alita: busy, gotta go
>Kkeen: ok
>Kkeen: i got pics up chek em out later

You close out transCendenZ and go upstairs to get dressed. All things considered, that stew has really done wonders for your health. Your knees still feel a little wobbly as you put on your pants, though.

You blow your nose as you pass Lyra's room to see Bonbon flipping a table. She buries her front end into a pile of junk, flank and tail raised up in the air as she rummages. "Where IS that thing? Ugh, she's such a slob. First rule when we move in together, she does all the cleaning up..." She continues muttering to herself before spotting you in the doorway. "Uh, could you help?"

>>1499277
Might as well.
We wouldn't happen to know where it is, would we?
That would make it simple.
If we don't, make sure that we look for it in places that Lyra and us had sex.
Don't want Bonbon to poke her nose in something that smells like us.

>>1499277
Yes. Yes we can.

>>1499277
>First rule when we move in together
...
We really are just a fling, aren't we?
Anyways, might as well help her look.

>>1499277
Help her look.

>>1499277
Help her out. Ask if she's moving in with Lyra or if Lyra's moving in with her.

>>1499277
Sure. However be sure to look in the places that you and Lyra fucked so that Bon Bon doesn't find anything incriminating.

>>1499277
>She buries her front end into a pile of junk, flank and tail raised up in the air as she rummages

Oh my.

>>1499392
... should we?

>>1499297
>>1499336
Being the Smart Cookie you are, you think you should cover your room, the kitchen, the bathroom, the living room...

"You know what, just stay right here, I'll go search the house for it. Relax and warm up, okay?"

"Yeah, I'll probably just tidy up here for now." Bonbon sighs in relief and frees herself from the wreckage. "How does she live like this?"

Heh, she should see your room. Speaking of, which should you check first? Choices are:

YOUR ROOM
BATHROOM
KITCHEN
LIVING ROOM

>>1499410
Do you wanna be homeless?

>>1499417
Living Room or our room.

>>1499318
we're that one sick fascination every girl denies she went through
>>1499417
bathroom
personal room shouldn't be much of a problem, did you ask what bonbon was looking for?

>>1499417

WAIT

I'M HAVING A FUCKIN' FLASHBACK, MAN

Our room! The lullaby!

>>1499417
Living room first, if she gets bored she probably won't go wandering into our room, and it isn't as likely in the kitchen or bathroom.

>>1495079
Bathroom to make sure nothing is out of place, then the living room, kitchen, and our room.

>>1499441
Lyra's Lyre.

Check the living room or our room.

>>1499443
I think this guy has it.

>>1499441
Lyra's lyre.

>>1499443
Our room it is.

>>1499443
Ahh, that makes sense.

How are we going to explain that it was there?

>>1499488
That was some time ago, but if it is in there we could just play it off as "We were having trouble getting to sleep due to our sickness, so Lyra played us a silly little lullaby to lull us to sleep".

>>1499488
We are sick. Lyra played a song for us.

>>1499488

We took it in there to try it out when she wasn't looking.

Please don't tell Lyra, okay?

>Like a boss

>>1499451
>>1499447
>>1499441
>>1499428
Since you're already upstairs, it's a good idea to check the closest rooms. You make sure to lock your room door and then head to the bathroom.

The bathroom is a little more luxurious than you think it has rights to be, but apparently ponies don't skimp on bathrooms. The clawed tub is enough to fit two people comfortably... or one person and one pony. You know; you tried. Lyra played a little tune for you, her mane still wrapped about her in wet streaks.

But apart from that, the bathroom is a really open space it'd be difficult to lose a lyre in. And you certainly wouldn't have stashed it in the cabinets here.

As you pass Lyra's room on your way downstairs, Bonbon asks you a question, "Hey, Anon. You having trouble settling in?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, it's just been a while since you moved in. You don't have a job or your own place yet, either." She meets you in the doorway. "If you need help with that, just ask. I want to help Lyra get you settled into Ponyville."

[HOW RESPOND]

>>1499443
Actually, that's all a really good idea. I'll retcon it into the next update.

>>1499642
Aye aye.

>>1499621
(RETCONNED TO HELL)

>>1499621
Ask her if she has anything in mind. Include that it would be nice if you could actually pay rent for once instead of freeloading.

>>1499621
How have we been supporting ourself if we don't have a job?

Thank her for the offer and ask her if she knows of any work we can do.

hurry up faget i got work tomorrow morning

>>1499702
Then why the fuck are you here? Quests run late into the night.

>>1499720
I've quested before. It's 3AM for me.

>>1499621
Jesus I feel like such an asshole. We're fucking her girlfriend behind her back. That's just... fuck.

Accept her offer and thank her, you bastard.

>>1499765
>We're fucking her girlfriend behind her back.
We should come clean.

>>1499673
>>1499692
>>1499443
>>1499504
>>1499508
"For everything Lyra's done? Yeah, it'd be nice if I could pay her back, or at least pay rent. What did you—XYZZY—have in mind?" You blow your nose.

"Well, you could help out at my sweets shop, for one? I mean, it's nothing big, you'd just be staffing the counter and making deliveries." Bonbon has to stop and think about this. "It's not like I've been asking around, myself. It's small, but it'll be a start."

"That'd be awesome." You don't hesitate to accept a chance to explore the depths of Bonbon's Candy Bag. "Hey, I think I know where her lyre is."

You go back to your room and unlock the door, recalling that Lyra had played you a song. Thankfully, no unicorn dust on it. You return to Bonbon in the hallway.

"Lyra played me a lullaby when I got sick."

"Isn't she the best?"

"Yeah." You nod in agreement and follow Bonbon downstairs, lyre in your arms. As you approach the front door, you tell Bonbon you'll walk with her across town since you're feeling much better. Of course, you take your own full thermos of cold cure before heading out.

>equipped snow pants, boots, and parka
>Lyra's lyre get
>thermos of cold-cure get

[CONT'D]

>>1499863
Perhaps when the time is right.

>>1499863

I'm sentimental, not crazy.

>>1499863
>>1499903
He said that there was a chance we would be able to get both of them. We can come clean when the time is right.

Shit. Bedtime.

Hope someone screencaps this adventure.

>>1499962
Go big or go home. Let's try for the -Motherfucking P.I.M.P.- achievement.

>>1499883
Ponyville is a marvelous place in the winter, the usual stillness of fresh snow punctured by the laughter of foals and the continuous bustle of busy hooves. Despite a renewed pounding in your head (possibly your conscience) the exercise is doing you some good.

Lyra's voice is unmistakable even at a distance. You see her gathered with a makeshift chorus of foals in the town circle, their painfully high voices reciting the words to the traditional Heart Carol.

>We are a circle of pony friends
>A circle of friends we'll be to the very end

"Oh, hey Bonbon—and Anon! What are you doing out here?"

You greet Lyra and hand over the lyre, relaying the news about Bonbon's job offer to you. Lyra is genuinely pleased and hugs each of you in turn before getting back to teaching the foals. A few of them seem to withdraw at your bipedal presence.

As you sit on a nearby bench and listen to the music, you spot the post office not too far away. Your hand crinkles the AEIOU survey invite in your pocket, as well as the dusty phone.

[where do we go from here]

>>1500009
Sit here and wait. We can fill out the survey tonight.

>>1500009
Send in that survey invite.

>>1500009
We can't really do the survey right now.
It didn't say anything about a deadline comeing up, did it?

>>1500009
Don't do the survey yet. Even if we go to the post office, we'd need a good reason to do so. Wait until we can get alone.

Just stick with Bonbon and watch Lyra teach.

>>1500009

Welp. We can't mail it yet since we need to have Lyra do it along with us.

Guess there's nothing to do except wait.

>>1500069
I should clarify: the AEIOU survey invite was addressed to you specifically and mentioned nothing about Lyra. You don't really need her help to fill it out, apart from the *ahem* obvious.

>>1500066
And as is pointed out here, you should have a legit reason to visit the post office. But then, an AEIOU survey is a legit reason, no?

>>1500138
It is, but it would make Bonbon curious at the very least.

Bah, I have work in five hours. Nice playing with you all tonight.

In case Discord Quest didn't COMPLETELY ruin my questing credibility, I've begun piecing together material for a follow up to PonyQuest: Dreamscape if any of you guys are interested. I'll wait for the quest build up to die down before starting anything of course. Wouldn't want to butt in on anybody else's time.

Quest anon, make sure you paste bin these posts for easy reading later. And let us know when you plan to go again.

>>1500052
>>1500065
>>1500066
As you sit with Bonbon and listen to Lyra's music, you feel a powerful vibration in your pants.

>YYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

The charming wails of The Who fill the town circle, frighten the foals, and somewhere a bird exploded. Lyra just about does a backflip as she rushes over to you and starts tearing at your coat.

"WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME YOU FOUND IT"

"LYRA STOP, LET ME GET IT OUT"

"GIVE IT TO ME ANON GIVE IT TO ME"

After much struggling and awesome guitar riffs, you're able to fetch Lyra's phone out for her. Her telekinetic unicorn powers hold it flush to her cheek as she answers the call, trotting off to have a little privacy.

You look over and Bonbon is making a scrunchy face as she tries not to laugh.

>>1500192
not
>The Whooves
Shake your head and laugh with her.

>>1500220
This.

>>1500220
>>1500275
You can't help but laugh. At least Lyra has good taste in human music. When she gets back from the call, she apologizes to the foals, and thanks them for trying so hard with the Carol before dismissing the class.

"Sorry about that. I have, like, over nine thousand messages." Lyra puts her phone and lyre away into her saddlebag. "Shouldn't you get home before you get even sicker? I mean, it looks like the stew helped, but still."

"But if you're still feeling up for spending the day out, maybe we could drop you off at the Candy Bag. Lyra and I were headed out to Whitetail Road."

Go home or stay out?

(NOTICE: This is the last big choice for now. I'll wrap it up with the next update. Feel free to send in any freeform suggestions.)

>>1500401
Let's go home and sprinkle small a pinch of that stamina stuff on our tongue. We aren't mixing it with the cold remedy so we should be fine.

>>1500438
"Nah, I'll let you two get back to your day." You zip up your coat and wink at Lyra. "I still have to do -my- dailies."

On the way home, you spot Derpy zig-zagging just overhead. She waves as she passes, and you wave back.

Once back inside the house, you remember just how much warmer it is indoors! You still have some of that special stamina spice and figure it'd be a great pick-me-up for the remainder of the day, even without the soup.

You're taking it pure, so just a pinch should do... And even that much spikes your blood to such a level that your fever returns and you feel even worse than when you first got a cold. On top of that there is now a throbbing boner between your legs. Good job, hero.

You do your best to ignore it as you sit down to log into your own transCendenZ account. It's gonna be a long day.

[END PART 1]

>>1500692
My work here is done. This wasn't too bad for your first quest.

>>1500692
This was... strange. But for my first quest, I feel like it went pretty well. I'll need to do lots of planning over the coming week so I have more material prepared. You can probably tell where I ran out of ideas.

So, thoughts? Questions? Comments? Curses?

Bonus points for listing all the references.

>>1500738
You could probably start an hour earlier without any trouble. The cellphone and MMO caught me off guard, but those only make sense if Earth and Equestria have made contact and established relations and agreements with each other. The parrot was just silly. What I really liked was how you weren't afraid to slide off into sexual or semisexual things.

When do you plan on running the next one?

>>1500850
Yeah, in this setting I've decided to have it such that there is regular travel between both worlds. Call it the magic of friendship.

As for sexual content, I was actually afraid I wouldn't have enough of it to sate players, especially after Aspirant's Pinkiequest paying off like it did earlier tonight. I'm not going to shunt the players into sexual situations like a harem anime, though; they will have to work a little harder for that.

I plan on sticking to the Monday 20:00 PST (GMT -7) time slot. It worked pretty well for me, especially since I have this time off now.

>>1500965
Alright. I was just saying you could start earlier because there was one autist that started yelling and asking about your quest about and hour and a half before it started.