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    Welcome to the Golden Oaks Library, MLPF's own repository of audio readings of fanfiction.
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    Quinch
    There's a man who works at my job in the basement.
    He says his name is Derek. Not many people like Derek. People say he's weird and tends to lie. Derek says he was tricked and isn't supposed to be here at all.
    He also says he used to be the Chaos King back home.
    And here I just wish he'd stop screwing around with the coffee in the breakroom.
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    Reader notes:
    Quinch: I profoundly apologize for the teahible Boahston accent.
    Quinch
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    Hi. I'm Greg, but I'm pretty sure when you look at me all you will be able to think is Dizzy Do. Explanations about crazy, cartoon-world logic aside I have to admit I'm pretty sick of this place. Not figuratively, of course, but physically. Cartoon worlds are two dimensional visuals shoved into three, and it makes me ill just looking at it. But life's not all bad. I have a job, a boss that actually knows my name, and a nice apartment.
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    Reader notes:
    I think this kinda marks the point of enjoyment. Up until then, I only did a couple of live readings in the Poniverse discord, but I hadn't really considered making a regular hobby of it until I sat down - well, stood, technically - and realized I liked reading stuff out loud and essentially playing pretend with my voice. Of course, I was - am - still very much a novice at it, but I like where it's starting to go.
    Quinch

    Pony, Please

    By Quinch, in Pony Fanfiction,

    The Artiztrotzian border is well known for being difficult. People have called it glacial, asinine, and draconian, but to me it’s my job. I inspect paperwork, verify documents, and keep records of all visitors. The line is long and the process is slow, as we're understaffed and I only get paid if I don’t mess up.
    For the longest time, my only interaction with ponies was to watch their ears droop and faces fall as I pointed them back out the exit. We don’t accept livestock, or didn’t. Today I got new orders, and suddenly everyone crossing the border must bring a pony or be turned away.
    The sudden flip is perplexing, but it's not my job to question orders, only to follow them.
    Welcome to Artiztrotzia, and show me your pony, please.
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    Loosely based on Papers, Please.
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    Readers:
    @Emerald<3- Likk Ay
    @ExplosionMare - Kilana Mutt
    @Kamii - Mia Romero
    @Quinch - Narrator, various parts
    @Troblems - Luna, Twinkleshine
    @SparklingCaps -Applejack, Bon Bon, Daring Do, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, Twilight
     
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