"They came and took their faces, and then they took their insides. And one day, when the moon itself is fuller than it's ever been before, they'll crawl into our homes... and give them all back."
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I'm not reading this right before I go to sleep.
What… th'… actual… fuck…
If ya like that sort of thing!
Trippy. I wonder what you thought of when this thing came into being.
Well that was... something...
Actually, you know what? This gets a like from me (normally I just stick to writing and don't work these site widgets).
Why? Because this does sick twisted pony horror-gore the way I do overblown ponipornography.
Which is to say: some kinds of stuff I do because I see it out there and get upset, thinking it should be done a CERTAIN WAY. Not toned down in the least, not 'restrained', but expanded and placed in the context I want it, with the overtones I want and the execution I think it should have. I almost never react to gore this way, but I often react to super-explicit poni porn this way. That's why I don't try to scale back that stuff to go for 'general' audiences. I'm doing it just as much, but doing it my way.
This is the horror equivalent. It really disturbed me and made me sad. It's SUPPOSED to upset. But there's more than that (unless I'm seriously off my oats, intense pony horror and harm will always upset me). It did it in a way where my mane stood on end and I could tell that I had to take this story seriously and respect it.
NOT because it changed horror into a thing more palatable for me…
…but because the taste stuck in my throat in a way that won't soon leave, and it deserved to linger, because it was masterfully prepared.
Well done.
I don't know how to feel about this.
Eh...
I know what you were going for, and to some degree, it worked, but... iunno, just didn't do anything for me. The unknown is frightening, but this is too unknown, and a bit too, um, obscure, maybe? I think the story at the beginning killed the twist, but then the story would have made no sense without the story, so... blah. Anywho, well-written and sufficiently atmospheric, but just fell a bit flat.
Sorry, Skirts. Better luck next time.
wat
You just could not end it with a nice, tender ending could you? Well... you succeeded in the dark aspect!
"The Pony Snatchers"?
Nice one.
This is my new favorite activity during October: reading spooky FiM fanfiction. Thanks for the expertly-crafted creepfest, skirts.
Spooky
Goddamn...
That was fucking creepy.
WIN.
~Skeeter The Lurker
Well... Um, That happened.
Well.
Yeah.
It's 1:33 AM now, and I regret reading this now.
btw nice concept of a monster. I imagine that they always together in the show is because they were being "fused" together by the monster but other ponies (and us) see is just they are always together and there is nothing wrong with them.
But at first, I though the monster is just messing up with one of the ponies mind and then with its power, the monster deceive him/her to kill his/her friends and make him/her looks like a psychopath.
Call Agents J & K
Still starting at the summary, highly conflicted as to if this is something i actually want to look at, and if I might regret doing so...
Sweet lord Skirts how do you sleep at night.
3342926 How do you think he writes so much? Skirts hasn't slept for three years.
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Don't worry. I've already got two of my best agents on the case.
So what I'm getting is that same thing that happened to the nameless colt happened to applebloom and the things were applejack
Right?
I don't know what I just read...
But I don't think I want to know.
Delightfully creepy.
It's Halloween time. Of course it's not going to end well. Not for anyone.
By the way, excellent choice of musics at the end there, especially 4:30 through 5:35. It gives a wonderful mental image for the gorier parts of the story.
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Skirts, ought to let you know you have created a thing among my friends and myself. If we feel like we are enjoying ourselves too much, we just casually mention how our faces may or may not be stolen by evil grasshoppers tonight, and then we quietly hate each other. You have given us a dynamic nothing other than demented flesh thieving arthropods could give a friendship. And for that, I fucking hate thank you.
Noticed a Skirts fic with Dark tag, yeah, i could go for some spooky fun- fc09.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2013/033/e/7/jontrongif_by_tytanick-d5tnbgc.gif
This is possibly the purest form of the terror genre. This is an example of what defines terror and separates it from horror. This is the sudden realization that your family never existed, that your home has disappeared. This is the feeling deep down in the darkest part of your mind screaming at you to turn around, but you know you can't, because if you do you know something horrible will happen. But then, finally giving into your most primal fears, you turn around... and you see that nothing is there. This is breathing a sigh of relief, only to find that you can't breath, because... well... dear god, you can't remember how.
This is beauty in words my friend, and you, dear Skirts, have harnessed it.
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Admittedly, this is probably for the best. I don't know if I could stomach some of SS&E's fics if they were anything other than tragic. That's what makes them so magical and gut-wrenchingly emotional.
Eeeeeeee...that made my skin crawl.
On another note, I tried looking for an accompanying image for "skin crawl" on google images.
I hastily regretted it.
All work and no play makes Applejack a dull mare.
All work and no play makes Applejack a dull mare.
All work and no play makes Applejack a dull mare.
All work and no play makes Applejack a dull mare.
All work and no play makes Applejack a dull mare.
All work and no play makes Applejack a dull mare.
All work and no play makes Applejack a dull mare.
All work and no play makes Applejack a dull mare.
All work and no play makes Applejack a dull mare.
All work and no play makes Applejack a dull mare.
All work and no play makes Applejack a dull mare.
All work and no play makes Applejack a dull mare.
All work and no play makes Applejack a dull mare.
All work and no play makes Applejack a dull mare.
All work and no play makes Applejack a dull mare.
All work and no play makes Applejack a dull mare.
All work and no play makes Applejack a dull mare.
All work and no play makes Applejack a dull mare.
All work and no play makes Applejack a dull mare.
All work and no play makes Applejack a dull mare.
AAAAAAGH! I HATE BUGS AND THEN YOU DO THIS TO ME!
NEVER READING A DARK STORY AGAIN! NEVER AGAIN!
Others have drawn connections to the X Files and Men in Black. Understandable, to be sure. But for some reason, I'm getting a Twin Peaks vibe off this thing.
Quite creepy. Keep it up, Skirts.
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I'm just so confused.
Just goes to show a standard setup can be worthwhile if the contents are original. I'm also glad you followed through in the end.
NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE
I'm reading the rest of this one LATER! Heebity jeebies all around.
Well, that was a thing that happened.
This may be the first story in a while to leave a lasting impact on my mind.
Just so we're clear, I hate you.
Just kidding, but seriously: I don't think I'm ever touching a page of words again after midnight.
PS:
Also I couldn't help but think of this.
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Oh.... my.
I do love horror, it's one of my favorite genres, but this freaked me out so bad. I'm just gonna go hug a pony... listen to a happy song... and look at pictures of fluffy unicorns dancing on rainbows.
(P.S. is it bad I listened to this song while reading?)
This was an awesome story though. The writing was stellar.
This is more confusing than scary. The "scary" bits here are not absolutely terrifying, and the story itself was plain confusing, especially that ending.
Overall a decent story but not one of the greats.
The metaphors, the metaphors... It's because of stories like this that I keep on writing myself. Your English, shortskirtsandexplosions, is simply stunning. You make me want to only speak, write and read English - and this comes from a non-native English speaker. And your metaphors... They make my own little analogies pale and whither beneath the crushing void that is the pure ingenuity of your writing. You shall have my hat, sir/ma'am.
But to be a bit more precise, the beauty of your writing stems not only from your unparalled depiction, but also from the little devices with which you sign the moments of pure horror. The cricket sound is the prime example of such a structure in your story, and it is super effective. Mixing the concepts of insects and blades, both being fundamental parts of the horror genre, in the form a cricket is also an innovative move, a real masterpiece, in my opinion. It shall be an honour to follow you from now on (only in the Internet, though).
10:44 a.m.
Judging from all the comments, you guys are a bunch of pansies, it can't be THAT bad.
Midnight
Oh dear, you guys weren't overexaggerating... This is one creepy mindfuck.
Now read the third one and I have to say that yours is undoubtedly the best so far.
She is so good, that I'm even sure, that she cannot be beaten by the last two stories ("More Than You Know" and "Red, if at all Possible") that are still ahead of me.
I'm shivering now, so much, that I don't even know much to write now.
I will come back to a more detailed comment, when I have my nerves together again.
For now, I just want to say, that your story is perfect, my friend!
Everything, from the surreal atmosphere at the beginning, over the horror, when Applebloom has to watch what this creatures do to her friends, to the 100% in-character reactions of them, is indeed perfect!
10/10 for your story!
I can but blink, yet I dare not attempt more...
That was so freakin creepy...