>look inside of yourself and you will find a god shaped hole
>the broken remnants of a fallen and failed creation
>your existence is nothing but the result of a tortured and dying gods screams
>the unseen convergence is all around you and it tightens like a noose

@Background Pony #27CA
Welcome to the fluffy pony fandom, it gets worse from here

@Background Pony #F007
What the fuck dude?

>gatheres foals in a bucket
>fills the bucket with water
>listens to the foals cry and thrash in the water
>mother tries in futility to stop me
>i backhand her and she falls into the grass crying
>i decide to empty the bucket into the grass
>the foals survived but are coughing up water and are terrified
>mother rushes over to her “babbehs” to comfort them scooping them up in her front legs
>i prepare my tools and a towel
>pick up the mother and her foals
>put them ontop of a tree stump and begin to dry the foals
>the mother thanks me and promises to be a good fluffy from now on
>the foals are all bundled up in a pile
>the mother coos over children and doesn’t notice what i’m doing
>blood and viscera spray all over the stump and the mothers face as my mallet pulverizes her foals into a red smear on the stump
>the mother screeches and crys out for her foals
>i swing the mallet again and break her front leg
>screeches of agony roll over the field as i repeat the process for the other legs
>the mother with tears in her eyes pleads me to stop
>i spray her with oils that attracts carrion birds
>cries of “weggi huwties” “huuu babbehs nuu!” and “icky wawa” come from the immobalized fluffy mother
>i walk back a few paces and wait sitting on log
>soon i hear the cawing of two crows
>one crow lands on the stump next to the fluffy
>”biwdie fwend? pwease hewp fwuffy mwake owwies go way” the fluffy cries
>the crow starts to peck ate her eyes
>”nuu! nuu! se pwasea suu huwties! pwease nuu huwties!”
>more crows land on the stump pecking at the helpless fluffy and parts of her dead foals
>”huuuhuuhuuu su much huwties! pwease make gu way huwtie biwdies!” the fluffy cries out
>more crows join in
>by now an entire flock was pecking at the poor creture
>wails of agony continued to roll across the field while sat back and watched
>after a few minutes the fluffies cries have silenced and what remained of the creature was bones, dirty fur and blood on the stump
>i smile and turn away searching for my next feral fluffy family to feed my crows

Meanwhile in an alternate universe

@miggs86  

 
Yes. For now, let’s keep everything happy.

@SCH01  
Well thanks, but if any of them is a smarty, well… that story won’t end well, but all that for another time.

@miggs86  
You, my friend, are a true hero

@Darth Sonic  
Even better >:)

Six foals, I would hope they don’t take up too much maintenance…

Spoiler Alert: This doesn’t end with mere abusers. This shit ends with Fluffy Auschwitz.