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though this image contains aryanne, it does not promote or condone nazism. i simply thought it would be a fun image to draw considering the circumstances.
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b7T1SVnXYsk

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Durabiznik

@Background Pony #8ADB  
Current state is that the wokest few filed a DNP and/or left and the slightly less woke are sticking around to bitch about the rest of us literal nazis who won’t let them gut the booru of anything they find offensive. Not sure if the DNP actually includes anyone who actually makes good art except Dilarus, who nevertheless hasn’t drawn anything much that wasn’t either a not-salmon shitpost or a mouthpiece in a while, so no great loss IMO.
Background Pony #8ADB
One dude is seeing swastikas that aren’t there, other one is arguing about Hindu swastikas… What a thread.
 
So, what is the current state of the drama? I see that people who threatened to leave didn’t leave and nazi art that was supposed to be removed is still there (aryanne tag still has over 3000 images).
vwallacebrother

Vincent
I wish, that I could turn back time  
Cos now the guilt is all mine  
Can’t live without the trust from those you love  
I know, we can’t forget the past  
You can’t forget love and pride  
Because of that it’s killing me inside
Background Pony #C3A0
Anon sat there dumbstruck, still processing the events of the last few hours as he gazed at the ruined landscape before him. Dominating the horizon were the remains of Aryanne’s pale, ghostly form, decaying quickly in the wake of third impact. Anon said nothing, the only sounds to be heard were the waves crashing upon the shore and the gentle breathing of both himself and one other.
 
Rainbow Dash lay beside him, staring blankly up at the starlit sky, bandages wrapped around her head and right foreleg. If not for her breathing, Anon could have sworn she was dead.
 
Wordlessly, he straddled the mare and began to strangle her, he had to know, he needed to know this was all real, he needed to know that he could cause offense. Rainbow put up no fight, still staring blankly towards the sky, her breathing growing ragged as Anon continued constricting her windpipe. The crashing of waves accompanied Anon’s small sounds of exertion. Just as it seemed Rainbow was about to die, she reached up to his cheek with her bandaged forehoof, cupping it gently for a moment before letting it fall. An assurance that she understood, an acknowledgement of his actions, that they were real and would not be silenced again, even if the cost had been high.
 
Releasing her neck, Anon began to cry, his tears falling onto Rainbow’s face, the mare not reacting at all, seemingly lost in her own thoughts. As he sobbed, part in relief and part in grief for what he’d just gone through, Rainbow finally cast her judgmental eye toward him, she knew what he had done, and he knew that she knew that he had come inside.
 
Rainbow’s first words in the ruined world were spoken softly against the symphony of the beach.
 
“How disgusting.”