if cartoon animals getting abused gets deleted, but i cant scroll through the front page with out seeing at least 10 penises, then this is fucked up.
all mlp content that is SFW goes to /mlp/
all mlp content that is NSFW goes to /trash/
fluffy posters are the ony people who post mlp content outside of those boards and it is mlp content
cool, i didnt know we werent allowed to post anything on a board labelled random
I don't see an ass tattoo, full sentience, thin coats, magic use, any Canon ponies, Dragons, hierarchies extending past packs
Fucking newfag doesn't know about either, and I can reluctantly say I know about both.
fucking fuck they're retarded
Should I keep working on coloring this? I've got tons of other things to color and rather wouldn't waste my time on it if there isn't plenty of interest.
Yeah, the original author had really awful dialogue. I rewrote the stuff on the left, and still would need to do the right. It may be peaked for most fluffy art, but I can do a lot better than meh line art and text rewrites and basically paint bucket with minimal shading.
See above. Also, it's a tear that I haven't colored yet.
Attached is the original art from a thread last night.
Very very little of this is even MLP related, it has a different lore and name.
It started on the RANDOM board
it doesn't accurately fit into the description of any board, so it will stay in random.
A place for fluffies.
>It started on the RANDOM board
No, actually it didn't. It started being posted to 4chan on /mlp/. It was very quickly made bannable. After about a day on /mlp/ it moved to /b/. I was on when a huge group of people came into /b/ and started bitching about it. It was pretty regular on /b/ for awhile then dropped off in popularity. Then had a huge resurgence about a year later.
Actually, you're wrong. Initially, it was made on /b/ before /mlp/ was a thing. This was to troll the fuck out of the bronies clogging up /b/.
It moved to /mlp/ to continue to fuck with them, then got banned from there, then came back home.
>It started on /co/ same as the MLP fad
Same time or same origin place?
Preach, brother! Lord gnomo hath arrived to cleanse this thread!
I have frequented /co/,/a/,/tv/,/b/, and /e/ for a long time. I saw fluffies on /co/ when /mlp/ was ruining it. When it went to /b/ The fluffies went with it. I don't really care either way just saw the posts about it scrolling through.
Exactly. That is why I love them.
Hugbox is acceptable box.
Have a riddick story. http://imgur.com/a/3dFae
Actually the intended purpose is to waste the file limit
Lord Homo actually likes fluffies. This is just his only way of standing apart from other posters.
you are exactly why we need a mass culling of society. They're whole purpose is to get injured and or die. They're not real. Imagine feeling sorry for a drawing of something dying.
hey now, nothing wrong with loli
but I do feel you. I don't care what other threads are on /b/, it's 4chan's toilet, but prioritizing deleting fluffy threads makes no sense. It's an active community, one thread at a time, with content creators on site. Regardless of how you feel about the material, it's a healthy community. Most importantly, we stay in our own threads and don't spam, which even the furries can't fully manage.
So while spammers are having the run of the place, whether or not our self-contained community gets a place here is somehow the issue on the table on the table.
That doesn't sit right with me. Moderation is about boosting the signal:noise ratio. /b/ is random, content is the signal and spam is the noise. To me this is the opposite of moderation, henpecking the barn animals while the house is on fire.
Attention fluffy abuse thread!*
If you send me a fluffy story, not greentexted, I will read it (provided it's not too long).
>Mass culling of society
>Whole purpose is to suffer & die
>Feeling empathy for an innocent, dying creature, albeit fictional, is weird
One of us is a sociopath & I don't think it's me.
god you fucking normies make me sick!
hi lord homo
Stop lying, fluffies as gore weren't even a thing until after a month of /mlp/s creation. Random 40kiddie retards trying to harm people with nasty images and mean words sure, but not fluffies. Fluffle Puff was fresh by the time /mlp/ rooled around.
Woah, that's mean. Perhaps I ought not to do such a high pitched voice for ponies, but would it still fit a "cute", fluffy creature?
Fuck this, I'm gonna make a vocaroo thread.
Can you tell whether english is my first language or not, by the by?
Other than the fluffies it was good! Get somebody to do some fluffy voices and narration abuse and general lore would be awesome.
(I've always imagined the fluffies to sound more like a girl's voice, squeeky and cute-ish. But meh, not everyone imagines the same)
That's not me, mate. Sorry!
>Your english is great the pitch
That's nice of you, cupcake, but meh, that won't do.
If y'all got fluffy-speech-free things you want me to read, I can give it a shot (Or with fluffy speech, if you want to have trouble sleeping tonight).
Calm down Putin. Sorry poopies don't come without investment.
why do these fluffy threads exist, and what the hell are they
>Why weggies no wowk?
Meanwhile, as last seen on the previous episode of H-1B unlicensed veterinary Chechen technician TV!
>flaffy hops over, "whut da... dere nu' skettis hewe mistuh!"
>flip flaffy over, set a cinderblock down on his chest
>"huuu.... pwease mistuh, jus' wan sum skettis"
>pull out your driver
>the flaffy's testiclesse droop under the cinderblock on its chest
>the perfect tee
>set a golf ball atop the flaffy sack
>"hold tight, comrade"
Let me answer your question.
Have ever read the internet rule that says
>The more pure is something, the more fun is to corrupt it
It's the same here, the fluffy thinks that the world is all love and hugs, so making them suffer is relaxing or fun or whatever.
If you don't like it you can always GTFO as I do in the Cum Tribute threads (that I personally believe as shit)
out of every thread type on every board
you guys are by far the worst
there is something so wrong with you that even the rest of 4chan seems normal in comparison
Remember it's never too late to change
They are disliked for shitty behavior and don't understand why. They attempt to sing and dance to make people like them. They have absentee fathers. And can really only survive in the world with outside help. They have a tendency to rape. Case closed fluffy ponies are niggers.
He's consumed by hunger that didn't even bother looking at the other foals.
He's an abuser and wanted punishment than an investigation
If I were the guy, I'll suspect vanilla because it shows smarty behaviour
what the fuck is the point of these threads / this content
i seriously don't understand the point
Dude. Fucking brutal.
Sick shit and fairly well drawn too, I like it.
Thanks for dumping anon.
A thread where we try to find a complete page or added panels of this
besides they are made to be the worst vermin of all, as if a rat wandered into your house and called you stupid for not giving it lleway to eat everything you got and passing it's diseases to you. If they were real we would be exterminating the fuckers without remorse
His other work. Though not so dramatic as creamsicle
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Stupi whitah! Gib stowy now or get sowwy poopies!
>It is the country side, and you are the farmer of a small town
>Because of the polar vortex, you are getting extra power from some guy whose decided to use fluffies to generate power
>You personally write this man or woman a thank you letter
>As you walk out in the snow to your mailbox, something catches your nose
>It smells like shit, not hypothetical foul smelling things, but actual shit.
>Something took an actual shit out here in the snow
>You look down and see a nice steaming pile of poo on the fresh snow. It went nuts last night so you're happy it's stopped by now
>You look around, and see tiny little prints in the snow leading too...
>Oh, oh god damnit
>It leads straight to your barn
>You head up the hill to your barn, where the sound of babbling voices slowly grows more and more clear
>You peak in; theres light from the window above, and it's enough to illuminate the whole bottom floor
>You squint to see what is in there, and that's when you see it
>It wasn't one, or three, or heck, even seven
>You count at least thirty of the little critters, half of whom are asleep, and half of which are playing, mating, eating your straw, or shitting
>You make a putrid frown at the thought of these little trespassers sneaking into your barn and... Digging holes.
>Yes, it turns out they never bothered to use the door. The tracks lead to around the back corner, where they dug through the snow and hard ice-solid earth to get into your barn
>You can see the ones that did it too; they were off in a corner, laying down and being comforted by some fluffies
>This won't stand, and you want to get rid of them, but first, you come up with a plan
>And slowly close the door, chuckling like the Evil Step Mother from Snow White.
>After a few hours of planning, you have come up with a great plan
>That night, when they are asleep and the snow is beginning to fall, you come to the entrance of their little tunnel
>You compact it with heavy snow, and lay a flat brick over it. When shit hits the fan and they try to escape, they'll find their only route blocked
>You won't even let them think about trying for the door, you'll have that locked down tight
>Next, you go into your spare closet and find your dads spiked-club from the First World War
>Good old Dad, he always knew how to stick it to those krauts. And now you're going to stick it to some furries
>You make sure the spikes are rusted before continuing; if any of those little shitrats survive, you want them to live their last moments in agony
>Your wife Helen asks you what you are doing when she finds you in the garage, suiting yourself up like your Mad Max
"Jus' gunna' take care some pests in da' barn."
"Alright honey, just remember to clean up when you're done."
>She's such a sweet old gal, you love her to death
>You'd be devastated if one of those plague carriers got her sick, and you won't let that happen
>You take some sheet metal you have in there and fashion a pair of pointed covers for your boots
>Heck, you get so caught up you even make a pretty sick looking gauntlet
>If you had more time, maybe you'd actually make something nice here
>But you're trying to beat the clock, and you can't afford to be late
Actually close combat was common in the trenches of WWI. The only full auto guns were the belt fed machine guns, if you think your going to be fast enough to load a bayonet weapon with that kind of pressure, it's best to have something a little bit more accustomed to the area. Although the krauts actually thought about using clubs in the trenches.
>Dude, it's /b/, what do you expect?
Just the same back at you, writer.
Now finish the story.
Feel free to add in a goat cameo though.
Meh, ya got me there. Not really trying right now.
Are you sure? I thought the British were also ones to use spiked clubs, if not just tiny morning stars.
Hey, they just gave me this name when I wrote a story about some guy in a Darth Vader mask beating a fluffy to death in the snow with Maracas.
First off, Check 'em.
Second, I think I will add the goats. That was a pretty funny idea.
I don't know man. Things were pretty more loose back then. I know some men brought their rifles home with them from the World Wars. Maybe they did the same with some melee weapons?
Well fine then. Until I'm established on Booru Ill just keep it at a minimum.
In a museum, in the World War section, the weapon of choice for close quarters next to the Mauser pistol and their version of a combat knife, in the glass was a club. The star's spike's had been dulled down. Tourist asked if it was from old age, history fag said from frequent use.