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I planned to post this on Halloween but was a bit behind schedule so here it is, with certain delay. This story is a complete fiction made just for fun, and I may assure you nopony was harmed during this event full, special thanks for Nebulon-BFrigateFTW for fixing lots of errors I’ve made:  
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On one cold November night, a bunch of rogues gathered around their small campfire. Snatched from the dismal darkness by deceptive, flickering light, their weary, obscure faces and eyes, cold as steel, were full with chthonic lust for violence. Or like so they appeared before the eyes of their prisoner - a poor soul, fated for oblivion in this dark forest, with her heart full of of despair, sat she with a pale face (even more so than usual), back against the tree with her hooves tied by some very unfashionable and particularly rough rope.  
After a quite long and somewhat clunky pause, the gang leader - Twilight Stalker, rogue magician - finally broke the silence:  
  • So gentlemares, what shall we do with this arrogant moneybag, who dared to show up with her fancy silks in our forest?  
  • We shall make her cry, and then we eat her, and then make her cry again,- said, with an unnaturally spooky voice Flatter Sly, famous master of throwing knives; of course, she was not nearly as much into violence, as her dark reputation assumed, and just played cruel to feel safer in this horrible gang of low-lifes.  
  • Eat!? - exclaimed Blackjack, the odious bootlegger, whose greed became legendary - What a waste that will be! We might sell the princess at the city black market and get a fortune from her!  
  • You only care for money! - murmured Rainbow Slash, renown throughout all of Equestria for her incredible sword skills. - We should keep her in our lair and use her for night ‘fun’, for you see, I kinda tire of all of you in this regard. Some fresh blood might be just what we need to raise our gang morale.  
  • Whatever. - said Pinkie Eye, with her sole eye fixed on the poor prisoner; that ruthless gaze alone made captive’s blood froze, and for a moment Rarity almost could’ve heard her eerie whisper - “I might have one eye, but my gun has two barrels; don’t try anything silly, girl!”

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VyazinRei
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@Background Pony #3FA9  
Well, main point of this disclaimer was not to address obvious thing, which, if it is bothered you, I am sorry for, I simply wanted to soften possible dark impression of the story by stating that it will end without anyone getting harmed.
Background Pony #5BA0
Thanks for the disclaimer, without it I would never have guessed this could be fiction.