You are a feminine colt on the run from an abusive history. Can you survive in the world with hunters at your back?
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2018-05-23 10:05:02 No. 32409892
do we see any ponies around here that we recognize as thralls in our world?

just curious how their normal non-corrupted form looks.

2018-05-23 10:41:33 No. 32409997
Let's find out about the prices first. Then we may consider ann's approach if it's a bit steep.

2018-05-23 10:46:24 No. 32410015
Mention that our mistress has a massive library that can summon books that you ask for. Perhaps when we return we can take a look on what books she has on romance.

2018-05-23 12:07:31 No. 32410229
Why would he be hunting for us? This dimension's Emerald might've never escaped in the first place.

2018-05-23 12:58:36 No. 32410359

We have enough disguises. Lets get transportation and lodging.

As for why not to use force, pip, it's because it's not nice. You should try not to hurt people if you can. We also should try not to use ponies, even when you get to have sex ann.

2018-05-23 03:14:17 No. 32410938
>The colt wonders briefly if he should be worried about his stepfather in this dimension looking for him.

if we did run away from home in this universe then chances are there's probably a missing pony poster somewhere in town. Do we notice any?

2018-05-23 04:39:20 No. 32411291

He looks around for wanted posters. As far as he can see though there aren't any for him. There are some mentioning a group of criminals called the 'Merrymakers'. There are no pictures, but they are described as wearing clown masks and flashy capes. Emerald considers changing his mane again. He thinks he's good on clothes for now, so there isn't much more he can do than that. As the colt ponders his coiffure, he asks Ann if she's had any pony friends.

"My people don't have friends, kid. It's not in our nature." Ann say like it's a matter of fact.

"I'll be your friend!" Pip says, snickering and making kissy-faces at the succubus.

Emerald looks around to see if he recognizes anyone who was turned into the thrall in his world. At least immediately he doesn't see anyone. He understands why people were surprised they found no bodies in the landslide. This place is decently populated. He asks a local where they could find transport to Whiterwater. He's an older gentlemen wearing a nice but worn hat and coat. He's walking with a cane, and his progress is a bit slow. He sits down slowly with a smile and points them towards the south east side of town. He says, "Them carriages run every... Six hours? It's 'round what, 5pm? Still got 'nother hour 'til the next one leaves. Plenty o' time."

"Your carriages run this late at night?" Ann says, raising an eyebrow. "What of bandits or forest creatures?"

"Nahhh... We ain't had problems like that fer... Hrm...! A long time!" He says with a chuckle, looking Ann and Pip over. He then tips his hat to them both.

"Heh, if anything attacks us, I'll just bust their heads in!" Pip says, making cute jabbing motions with her hooves.

"Ho ho ho..." The old man guffaws, shaking his head. "It's perfectly safe. I visit Whiterwater every two weeks or and visit friends. Never had a problem personally."

What does Emerald do?
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