The Equestrian Gaming League

“Well, this is good! It’ll be a true test of our teamwork skills!” Vera said, the blonde bat pony smiling brightly as the rest of them gave her odd looks. Aside from Mila, who nodded her approval. The much taller Midnight shook her head, pursing her lips as she glared at the screen and stepped forward.

“I’ll go ahead and hail them.” Midnight said as she pressed a few buttons on her panels. Then looked back to the main view screen to see nothing happened. “What?” She pressed it again and all of them grew sour faces as, once again, it was blank. “Is this some kind of joke?”

“Incoming fire!” Dusk said as he pressed the panel buttons to up the shields to seventy percent.

“Oh, to hell with this!” Ember said as he sat forward in his chair. The room going darker with a big red light going haywire with the alarm. “Battle stations! Let’s go!” He shouted over the alarm, and there was a moment of slight panic as Twin got behind her seat and pressed three buttons to bring up the engineering bay statistics and energy levels while Prisma Silver got into the hallway, promptly flanked by Vera and Midnight. All of them brought out their blaster rifles as they hurried down the hallway. The armor they wore lit up in flashy designs as their helmets grew glowing visors.

Then there came a crash that rocked the ship hard, causing all of them to stir.

“Damage report.” Ember said as he pressed three buttons on his chair to see that they still couldn’t hail the other ship and he cursed under his breath.

“Shields are at ninety percent capacity.” Twin said as she double checked with a puzzled expression.

“Ninety percent? Was that supposed to be a warning shot?” Ember asked with a similar look on his face. Twin shrugged and he shook his head. “Bastards are toying with us. Prepare an ion beam! Let those assholes know we mean business!”

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“Alright, there’s no doubt in my mind that they’ll board the ship as soon as they possibly can. We need to get to the teleporter system, pronto!” Prisma said as she hurried through the ship’s long hallway down the main passage. As they passed one of the windows that looked out toward the stars, they noticed the other ship. This caused Prisma to do a double take as she stopped and looked at their craft. “The hell is that?”

The craft was far smaller than they had originally anticipated. With the Tree of Death team, they at least thought it was going to be a type 2 but it was clearly a type 3, one of the cheaper models that barely bore resemblance to a fighter. It was more of a freighter vessel than anything. It was equipped with some pretty nice weaponry but there was no way its engines would be able to fire them very many times.

“It looks like they were still putting it together while they took off the landing pad…” Midnight noticed immediately. Then they all had to shield their eyes as their own craft fired off a very large beam of purple light that blasted straight into the enemy craft’s hull. It only stopped short a few feet as the shield took the brunt. “Nice.” The tall, curvy bat pony said as she nodded with a grin on her face. She and Vera bumped fists together, but neither of them noticed Prisma trying to do the same and she gave up after a few seconds, trying not to look awkward.

“Guys!” All three of them squeaked in a start as the intercom shouted above them. “Guys? Is this thing working?” Twin’s voice said overhead.

“Yeah, Twin, we hear you.” Midnight said, overlapping Prisma when she was about to speak. “What’s up?”

“We got a good hit on them, but they’re still within range of the tractor beam, are you guys ready?” Twin said, and all three of them grew wide eyes and Prisma motioned for them to follow.

“Yeah, Twin! We are so ready!” She shouted as all three of them began to rush, their armor making them look elite and sleek as they traveled down the scantily lit hall toward the back where the molecular pads began to work. The tractor beam was already locked onto their vessel and they were coming through.

As soon as three bodies came onto the teleport platforms, all of them clad in dark orange and black power armor, the doors slid open for the three lady fighters.

Prisma was about to tell them to hold still, but both Vera and Midnight began to fire, so she followed suit. The Tree soldiers were taken way off guard by the sudden attack, not expecting it immediately. Two of them took serious damage to their armor while the third one leapt out of the way. The three of them rained blasts on the disoriented trio, but they soon began to gain their footing and fire back.

Midnight ducked back behind the edge of the doorway as the blasts began to fly their way. Prisma took one in the shoulder and she cursed as she rolled to Vera’s side, who ducked and covered.

“How you liking that, Chaos Cocks?!” One of them shouted back at them as he fired off more rounds in a repetitive fashion.

“We’ve already got a nickname. Exciting.” Midnight said as she stood up, rigid against the threshold. As soon as the blasts stopped, she and Vera began to return fire, nabbing the talkative one in the chest as he tried to hide behind the teleporter controls. He cried out in surprise and Midnight gave him the finger as she got back behind cover and more beams began to fire.

“Who are those guys?” Midnight asked, waiting for them to run out of steam once again.

“I recognize Feather Drift and Bandage… I don’t know the other guy.” Prisma said as the two of them started to fire back as the other guys lost their charges, overheating their blasters.

“Damnit!” Bandage Wrap said as he caught a blast in the helmet, bring his armor down to zero, where his health would start running out. They were sitting ducks and they knew it. “That’s not fair! You can’t attack the–”

“Heard it before, jackasses! You should have thought of that!” Midnight said, and it was Prisma who pulled out a plasma grenade and pressed the button. One toss and a huge blazing wave of heat engulfed both of them that were still near the teleport pads. Both of their bodies were dissolved as their armor and life drained immediately from the full brunt.

All three of them let out a whoop as they came into the room and pointed their blasters around them. They watched as they disappeared into data and Midnight gave a victory chuckle. Both twins gave Prisma a fist bump at such a good move, but then all of them stopped as Vera held up one hand.

“Hold on, where’s the other one?” Vera asked, and all of them immediately turned to see that the other orange and black armored man hopped down from the countertop behind them and slipped out the door.

“Sorry, ladies!” He said as he began to dart off. All of them began to fire their rifles as he ran. Prisma cursed and all of them began to give chase.

“Get back here, you scum sucking catfish!” Midnight shouted as she fired off another barrage of beams and the highly skilled, armored player leapt atop the ceiling and darted into the closest adjacent hallway. His feet somehow running across the surface above them.

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Mila wasn’t expecting such a large test of her skills so soon in the game. The enemy was returning fire and somehow, they had taken plenty of damage without going too far below their shield capacity. Somehow, they’d survived her onslaught of beams from her sentry tower ion cannon. The green display before her had the red image of the ship in front of them. It still looked like a ship mechanic threw up all over it and decided to call it a paint job, but it was far more advanced than she originally expected. Still, why they would upgrade that hunk of junk was beyond her ability to comprehend. What were they hiding?

She targeted one of their main cannons as their ship fired large beams into it and Mila let forth yet another barrage of ion blasts. Much to her delight, she took out its side cannon, splitting the main hull seemingly in two as part of their ship broke completely off. The abyssinian cat girl clenched her fist and let out a hoot as she bared her fangs in a grin.

“Take that, ya bloody pirates!” She said in her strong accent as she waited for her cannons to power up once again. That was when her sensors went off in her helmet’s visor, causing her to turn her head.

The ion cannon station was a few doors down the main corridor from the main bridge, where she was alone and her display in front of her in a very small room that she was perfectly willing to call her office. However, the controls on this station were still quite alien to her. Mila could aim the cannon on the long movements, but the more delicate targets, it was a bit of a pain. She kept over compensating the controls and overshooting the smaller points she was aiming for.

As soon as she looked out into the corridor, though, there came a flash of blue light coming from a long bladed laser dagger. She barely had time to reach up and grasp the wrist of her assailant and stop him. He had black armor with an orange frame on his pauldrons and his gauntlets. There was a blaster strapped to his waist and she was a little insulted that he thought he could get extra bonus points for a melee kill on a “helpless” victim such as herself. His blade was dangerous, though and the tip stuck straight into her shoulder. Her armor took a dip and she cursed!

“Get off me!” She shouted as she dipped her fist downward. From her wrist, she produced a tiny sphere that shot from her bracer and stuck to his chest. With a heaving wrist movement, she pointed his body to the side and his chest went bang! With a combustion so close, Mila took some damage, but her opponent stumbled straight back from the blow. The top of his armor was annihilated and she saw him under his armor. Her eyes bugged out behind her helmet’s visor as she saw his real face.

Here was a red tiger with thick black stripes across his cheeks. He had bright blonde hair that spiked up on the right side, while his left side was nearly long enough to reach his neck. The tiger-striped abyssinian glared at her with the armor on his chest shattered and his helmet lying around him in pieces.

“Well, looks like the cat’s out of the bag, so to speak.” He said in his own Abyssinian accent. He leapt to his feet and poised himself to attack her once again. They measured each other up and he looked to her blaster rifle at her hip as his hand hovered over his own. He’d lost a chunk of his health, and all of his armor in that little ploy she pulled and she was far better off than he was. Still, her armor was still damaged, and he figured he could come out on top if he played his cards right.

As soon as he pushed off to charge her and grab his blaster in a quick draw, he nearly activated his anti-gravity boots before she made her own helmet withdraw and fold into her body armor, revealing her catness as well. This caused him to come to a screeching halt as he looked upon her darker brown spots and her beautiful brown hair. Those big beautiful green eyes gazed at his amber eyes and they were stuck in that moment for what felt like forever. The two felines seemed stuck in time as he measured up every inch of her being and she gave him a smile that took his heart and caught it in his throat.

“Hi, my name’s Mila.” She said in a small, meek voice that caused his cheeks to grow three more shades of red on top of his fur color. He forgot himself for a moment, but he was soon snapped out of his stupor, at least part way.

“Oh, ummm, Razor.” He said as his fighting pose was gone and the wind was taken from his sails. “I-I’m please to meet–” As soon as he held his hand out to her, she grabbed it with a hard grasp, and her blaster rifle pressed against his muzzle.

“Likewise, mate.” She grinned and blasted him into data particles.

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“Status report!” Ember said, drawing an exasperated sigh from Twin as she glared at him.

“Fifth time, Ember!” Twin snapped at him as he backed down a bit as she pointed a finger toward the orange pegasus.

“Yeah, bro, give it a rest.” Dusk said as he fired the smaller lasers to not only block their smaller beams, but also put damage on their shields. “Not much has changed. They’re still at 38% and we’re still at 76.” He said with no shortage of pride in his own efforts to help. “And it looks like Mila got back on her cannon, so there’s that.”

“I just don’t get it.” Ember said as he looked at the comm link, which was still inactive. Then he looked up at the view screen, which showed the blasts coming from them and going into the enemy craft. He shook his head, still concentrating as another one of their main engines went out. “How are they failing so spectacularly? I thought they were all ‘We’ll get you for this, Chicken Wing! You’ll pay for making fools of us!’ And now they’d take their vengeance on us…” That’s when he looked at the two of them giving him odd looks.

“Well, first off, congrats on making them out to be 80’s cartoon villains and second off, I don’t think this is their A game. Something tells me we happened upon their good squad rather than their big time players, bro.” Dusk said as he heard a rather loud jet of laughter from the doorway.

“I really really hope this not their A game!” Midnight said as she walked in with both Prisma and Vera in tow. The taller bat pony said as she sat and spun in her chair to get to her console. “These guys were a joke! I could have taken them down with a twig and it wouldn’t have made a difference.” Midnight said, drawing a glare from Prisma.

“Uh, excuse me. I think Vera and I contributed to your insinuated lone victory as well.” Prisma said as she sat down in the captain’s seat, drawing a look from Midnight.

“Yeah, I was getting to that. You helped, a little.” Midnight said as she tried to hail the other ship once again. Their main weapons were all knocked out at this point and they were on auxiliary power to keep their shields active.

“A little?” Prisma glared at the bat pony, causing Vera to stir in her seat a little bit, seeming like she wanted to say something but Midnight’s look became hardened as her and the unicorn stared at one another.

“Okay! Let’s not do this right now. We’re about to decimate this craft in our first victory as a team. Where’s– Oh, there she is.” Ember said as Mila walked through the door, prancing as if she were the prize stallion of the evening, ignoring the fact she was a cat.

“G’day!” The perky cat said as she waltzed in and Ember began to hail the other ship once again. This time, he laughed a bit as they accepted this go-around.

“Ummm, hey… Em–Ember!” The very nervous pony on the other end said. His other ponies around him were putting out fires and going crazy with panic as the alarm sounded off around them and a pulsing red light beamed across the image.

“Feather Drift?” Midnight asked as Feather started barking out commands to his two subordinates. “Did you seriously board us with all three of your crew members and let AI take control of your ship during a battle?!”

“Ummm,” Feather looked around him at his two crew members as they continued to fight fires and keep the ship from completely losing power. “I mean, maybe. That could have been where we went wrong.” The red pony scratched his green mane, blinking at the alarm and squinting a bit like it hurt his eyes.

The entirety of the Knights of Chaos gawked at him as he thought for a long moment. They gave each other glances, wondering how someone could be so dense as this.

“So, we were wondering if, like, you guys could maybe call this one a draw?” He asked, immediately drawing a burst of laughter from Twin Tips, resulting in a roaring guffaw from them all. There was a long period of Feather Drift looking dumbfounded toward them before they finally began to simmer down a bit. Mila coughed a little bit and Dusk’s sides were starting to hurt from going a little hard with the laughter.

“Okay, for real, someone please kill them.” Prisma finally said, and there came a heavy ion cannon beam from their beautiful ship. Before Feather could object or even know what was going on, the image cut out and the screen popped up with bold green letters reading “Victory!”.
That’s when the main menu to the game popped back up on that screen and all of them sighed a bit of relief as some started to stretch and the others checked their cellphones.

“Well, aside from a few overlaps in our foresight, I think we did rather well, taking down the 5th ranked team and whatnot.” Ember said as he motioned for Midnight, who excitedly remembered as she pulled out her tablet, starting to press buttons. She kept pressing, and sliding her finger across the screen, her face growing more and more puzzled. “Uhhh, Middy?”

“Dude!” She ejaculated, causing everyone to reel back. “Check this shit out!” Midnight shouted as she jumped up and down a little, both Twin and Ember’s eyes widening as she jiggled. With a flick, her screen came up on the main view and all jaws dropped.

“Knights of Chaos: #102”

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“Well,” Ember said as they all sat in the headquarter’s main lobby. They’d decided to take showers, go get something to eat while also bragging to everyone in the entire world that they went from #3402965 to #102 after just one solid victory against a bunch of morons. “I suppose we should celebrate, since our first outing was such a gigantic success. Who wants to go out for artificially flavored bacon and wheat?”

Twin Tips rolled her eyes and looked away so she wouldn’t say anything she would regret, but that was when both Midnight and Prisma gave each other looks.

“I mean, bro,” Dusk scratched his chin a bit as Ember raised an eyebrow. “It was a success, yeah, but we were also just supposed to be in a training exercise to raise up our teamwork methods. We were good, for sure, but I feel like more exercises are kinda needed for this team to really get our gears set correctly, you know what I’m saying?” The purple bat pony with silver hair put his hands on the table and looked around at the others.

Ember looked at him for a moment before glancing at the others. “You guys think so too?” He said when he noticed that they were being rather quiet.

“I enjoyed myself, for sure.” Mila said as she raised her hand and gave Ember a cute little smile. “But he does have a point, it was a bit of a daft idea to throw us against the wall to see if we stuck so early. We might want to think better of it on our next venture.”

Ember was nodding at this point, noticing that Prisma was the leader of this little guild and yet she was not talking. In fact, she looked a little melancholy at the moment. Midnight didn’t look much better. Vera was just as hard to read as always, since she always looked somewhat somber.

“Okay, that’s a good note.” Ember said, causing Twin to look around and start noticing the same things. It was somewhat strange, considering they just climbed up millions of ranks from a single game. “In that case, let’s just retire for now–”

“Retire?!” Vera gasped with some alarm, causing all of them to look at her with varying levels of annoyance. “Oh, right, yeah.” She cleared her throat and went back to being silent. Dusk wrapped an arm around her shoulders as they sat on the couch next to a coffee table. He consoled her for a moment and she decided to hide her face in his collarbone.

“So, yes, let’s go home for the day and then come back with a fresh start.” Ember said when everyone was back down to the conversation.

“Sounds like a good idea, bro.” Dusk said as he kept his arms around Vera and rubbed her shoulder as she tried her best not to be embarrassed. The rest of them nodded to him as they began to gather their things.

Midnight went to Vera and held her hand as she lifted her up from the couch. Dusk nodded his thanks to his older sister and got up as well. He went over to the rainbow haired unicorn and waved as she looked up at him, a little surprised.

“Hey, I just needed to talk to you for a second, if you had a minute.” The bat pony said and she smiled at him with a bright expression.

“Sure, what’s going on?” Prisma asked as he gave her a bit of an uneasy smile.

“Well, I noticed there was a bit of uneasiness here and I wanted to tell you,” He sighed. “Yeah, Midnight…” He looked over to see she was walking with Vera, who seemed much more in a perky mood. “She can be a lot. Take it from me, I’ve not only lived with her for my entire life, but also have been in a gaming group with her for almost a decade now. We must have broken up the group and renamed ourselves like seven times now.”

“Oh, well, I don’t want there to be any animosity between us. I really think it’s not a good idea to talk bad behind someone’s back when you’re supposed to be on the same team. You know what I mean?” She put on as big of a smile as she could.

“She’s kind of a bitch.” Dusk gave her a sidelong glance with a knowing grin.

“Yeah, kind of a bitch.” She finally admitted as she put a hand to her t-zone and pinched a bit. Prisma Silver gave a big sigh. “I tried really hard not to say anything but I’m supposed to be the leader here and she didn’t really seem interested in letting me have the role.”

“She’s good with it, she just needs to know what it really means to follow someone else’s orders and work as a team that she isn’t in charge of.” Dusk said as he waved to Twin and Ember as they waved to him and left. “I’ll definitely be talking to her tonight. Don’t you worry, I’ll try and get her to work with a better team mentality.” The gray haired purple batpony said as he combed his fingers through his hair and Prisma smiled at him.

“Thank you.” She said, looking at her watch and sighing. “I suppose I should get going. My moms are going to have me over tonight. They want to hear all about my first day with my new team.” She lifted her fingers up a bit and gave him jazz hands. “Whoo…”

“It’ll get better.” Dusk said with some semblance of reassurance. This made her purse her lips a bit and nod. “Yeah, it’ll get better.” He said, trying to make sure it wasn’t him he was trying to convince.

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The real problem with holding out on sex for the first part of your life until you were nineteen was that all of it came back to bite you in the end. At nineteen, their libido was at critical mass and needed to be sated every single chance they got. Being childhood friends and having such obvious tension for so many years meant that sex was all but assured as soon as they got home.

The ice blue unicorn bounced on top of Ember, his cock all the way inside of her as she went down to the base and began to grind her pelvis against his. She leaned down and kissed him, their tongues intertwining as he began to pump against her, causing Twin to moan into his mouth.

“Are you sure you want to try a threesome?” Twin whispered to him as she reached back and began to grip his balls in her hand and squeeze gingerly. He grunted a yes to her. “Still not sure who with?” He grunted a no as she gripped him harder and caused him to twitch inside of her.

His phone began to ring, causing him to give a great sigh. It didn’t really disturb him but it was still a distraction he didn’t need. Then he gave her a strange look as she climbed off of him, his erection still firmly in her grasp. “Answer it.” Said Twin, nodding toward his phone on the floor next to the bed. With an incredulous look, she nodded toward it once again and he reached over the side of the mattress, picking up his phone. As he pressed the green button, she kept sucking him and it suddenly became clear what her motives were.

“Hello?” Ember answered, wincing a little bit as he bit back a groan from the back of his throat.

“Um, hi, this is Ember Wing?” A female voice asked on the other side of the line.

“Yeah, can I help you?” He asked in his courtesy business voice as he felt fingertips trace lines over his scrotum. His ball sack hardened to her touch and brought a smile up to her face as she made his cock into her mustache and gave it little licks along the side of the shaft.

“Yes, hi, my name is Night Coder, and I’m a friend of a friend of a friend, if you can follow that.” She said, making him lift an eyebrow at her from across the phone line. “Can we talk on video phone? I have a few things I was wanting to show you.

“Oh, now’s not the greatest time.” He said as he eyed his girlfriend, who was now attempting to deepthroat him, and not doing the greatest job. “But what is this pertaining to?”

“Well, your friend’s friend told me that you were taking classes and wanting to code a game for the Cobalt VR2, but you were wanting it in the style of the–”

“Neptune 5? Yeah, who told you that?” Ember asked as Twin began to pump her mouth over his penis and he almost made her stop, but he knew that she wouldn’t. His hooves ground against the bedsheets and it was taking a lot of willpower to stop himself from gasping for breath. “Nevermind, when do you want to meet?”

“Oh! Really?” Her voice was incredulous, almost shocked but she cleared her throat. “Um, could we meet tomorrow?”

“Yeah, yeah! How does nine thirty sound? We’ll have– lunch.” He tried to make his voice not sound strained.

“Are you working out right now?” She asked and he began to nod.

“Yes, totally got the curls going right now. Getting swole and all that. I’ll meet you at the Dotted Line Cafe. How’s that sound?” Ember asked, his voice only growing more breathless as Twin Tips got better at giving a wondrous blowjob. Now her sizeable tits were around his shaft and her mouth put enough suction pressure on his head to rival lower sea levels.

“Sounds great! Thanks! I’ll be there!” Night said as she heard him. “Take it easy, though, you sound like you’re about to pop a vessel.” She said as she giggled a little. “Anyway, seeya then!”

“Yeah, seeya then!” He said as he finally hung up the phone. “Wow, you won’t be– oh! Fuck!” Ember said as he arched his back a little and pressed his cock up higher through her bust and let out a jet of semen into her mouth, followed by a bigger wad and another. She drank greedily as he shivered and her tongue ran trails around his urethra.

“Can I come along?” She asked as her tits continued to bob up and down on his length.

“Yeaahhhh… sure…” He looked down at her bright blue nipples as they bounced in front of his eyes. She giggled.