The Author Who Doomed A World (Trigger Warning: DARK Themes)
"What in the holy...?"
"Mr. Asgore, what is it?"
"...this is serious. More serious than I thought."
King Asgore knelt down by a large plethora of oddly-familiar ponies, all of whom looked so, SO much like those he knew. Their bodies were slightly twitching, many of them with blood slowly dribbling out of their mouths, their eyes sunken and hollow, never to close again, all clearly, recently dead as King Asgore walked around with his royal guard, Celestia having allowed several of her golden-plated unicorns to join in with Papyrus.
"OH MY. SIR, WE HAVE A LIVE ONE HERE. SHE IS NOT YET DEAD!" Papyrus insisted happily, lifting one up, her head slightly rolled back, hair an awful, frazzled rainbow mess as Asgore's hands clasped over his mouth.
"Dear God." He whispered. "She's...she's a dead ringer for her."
"CAN YOU TELL US WHAT HAPPENED?" Papyrus inquired of the pale-furred alicorn, her eyes slowly turning to look at the bony being, mouth slowly opening, letting out a croaking groan.
"...that...that HUMAN...the...caribou..."
THREE YEARS AGO...
“The day was hot and heavy, a sultry night waiting Twilight Sparkle back in the harem that was her home. The Caribou had been near-merciless, and there would be no escape for her. She looked mournfully down at the collar around her neck, sighing quietly before walking past the horrific blood orgy that her Caribou master’s dear friend was engaging in. She had to be careful when walking through the palace, her master always wanted her to be pristine and well-brushed and groomed, and getting blood splattered all over her from relentless porking by a giant caribou covered in Earth pony blood just wouldn’t do. Tonight, her master had told her he intended to use his special toy for-”
Carter cringed as he slid back from the screen and shook his head. No, no. “Her master” sounded too formal. This was supposed to be more from her point of view. Just “master”, he decided. That would make her breaking even more clear, that she was an eager and willing pony who’d take everything the Caribou had to offer. Writing for the “Fall of Equestria” series was incredibly difficult sometimes, but he’d been hard at work on this new installment for some time that was meant to focus entirely on her. Soon he could post it up and-
Something wasn’t right. The screen had turned off, though the computer was still on. He whacked his fist against the side of his “Cybertron” PC, frowning darkly, sandy-colored hair flopping about as he groaned, holding his freckled face in his hands, his little round nose poking out between them. “UGH. Darn this stupid thing. I paid good money for you and what do you do? Ya crap out on me.” He sighed, looking up at the screen. “…maybe it’s for the best. Maybe I better take a break from this story. It’s GRUELING.”
And indeed, it had been. Carter had been working on it for ages as a way to get out his personal fetish. He’d put a lot of heart and soul into the story to try and make the series gripping just as much as it’d be erotic, but he still couldn’t help but cringe sometimes as he looked at what he’d made, and read some of the comments. Okay, MANY of the comments. Quite a few of the comments were attacking him personally, virulent and baleful, finding his work evidently not only a spit in the face of the show, but just plain “Sadistic”.
UGH. He knew he should just get over it, yet he couldn’t help but still feel guilty. The more time he’d gotten to spend writing this, the more he’d thought about how HE’D feel if someone took something that was important to him and turned it into an erotic fetish tale. How would someone like Lauren Faust feel seeing something like this? How would TWILIGHT feel?
“Why am I even thinking about this? She’s not real.” He muttered, turning away from the computer screen, unaware of what was spreading across it, and reaching out…
He was gone before he knew it.
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…"SOMEONE HEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!"
The Applegamate laughed as it lifted the two up, but turned as the main door to the delivery center was bucked open. There was Applejack, alongside her friends, the Mane six.
"Hey ya overgrown apple pie! Put those two down."
The apple blinked, looked at the two, then back at Applejack.
"I said DOWN!" She repeated, the Applegamate wide eyed. It shrugged and set the two one of the now mostly empty baskets, only sticky residue inside.
"Thats b-"
WHAM! The apple smacked Applejack away with incredible force, sending her flying through the air. For a moment it looked like she was going to land hard on the ground before, almost as if SHOVED, one of the wading pools slid over across the ground, and she plopped right inside, with a loud SPA-LOOOSH. She got up, coughing, giving a sigh.
She wasn’t the only one sighing. Unbeknownst to them, a figure had been watching over them for quite some time now, helping out in little ways, but always, always unseen. Unheard. Unnoticed.
Carter held his hands up, shrugging a bit, the white t-shirt wearing young man sighing. “Yeah, you’re welcome.” He remarked, before seeing the Applegamate making off towards Sugar Cube Corner, deciding he’d better head there as well. Hands in his pockets, the spectral, utterly unnoticed human walked alongside the thing, frowning a bit as he tried to pass his hand through it. Nothing. Of course it didn’t feel him. Nothing did.
Nothing EVER did.
He couldn’t be heard, couldn’t be seen. He’d been stuck in Equestria for several years now. He didn’t need to eat, that was one good thing. And he didn’t need to sleep. But all that meant was many long, lonely nights, quietly looking up at the moon, resting himself against a tree as he tried not to cry. And more often than not, he failed.
Miserably.
Carter was positively sure that he was being punished somehow. And so he’d tried to make up for what he THOUGHT he’d done by helping out ponies around Ponyville, acting as a kind of guardian angel. While no living beings ever heard him or saw him or felt him, he COULD interact with normal objects. At fist, he’d had hope that maybe this would have been the key to getting noticed.
His first attempts had been primitive.
“OH, YAAAANK MY DOODLE, IT’S A DAAAANDY! YAAAANK MY DOODLE ‘TIL I DIIIIE!” Carter had screamed out, banging on a large pan with an immense stirring spoon ten inches from Twilight Sparkle’s head as she looked up and around her living room, scratching her head.
“…why is it I smell something cooking?” She muttered, purple eyes blinking stupidly as Carter groaned, banging on the pot more loudly.
“C’MON, you stupid bitch! I’m right here! HELLOOOO?!? WAKEY WAKEY!? GOT A NICE FRESH BANANA FOR YOU?!” He roared.
“…huh. Maybe I should get something to eat.” Twilight had reasoned, trotting out of her bedroom, Carter screaming angrily, tossing the pot through the air as it sank to the floor with a CLUD.
He’d tried again with Apple Bloom, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle. Perhaps as younger folks, they’d be more in touch with the spirit world. So he’d tried banging pots and pans together outside their clubhouse, yelling loudly at the top of his lungs. The only thing he’d gotten was a sore throat.
“You know, you used to be my FAVORITE.” He grumbled at Apple Bloom, head hung low in dejection as she ambled by not too long after, going to go get some caramel apples from the local fair.
Animals were of no help either. Angel couldn’t hear him, despite him trying to wave carrots in the rabbit’s face. None of the animals in the Everfree seemed to notice. He was utterly, totally, alone. Nobody seemed able to hear him.
And so he had quietly made his way down the long, long pathway towards Canterlot, hoping in vague desperation that maybe, just MAYBE, the alicorn rulers of the land would be able to take notice of him. Just hoping for someone to feel him. Someone. ANYONE.
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…“…they can’t.” Carter whispered, his voice breaking as he hung his head, holding it in his hands as he sat in a chair inside of the main throne room, King Asgore, Discord, Celestia and Luna all sitting around a table, looking down at some schematics.
“So, you’re saying there’s been an unusual influx in magic lately?” Celestia had asked of Discord. “It’s good you brought this to our attention. We’ve never seen this type of magic before.”
“It’s familiar to a kind of human magic I experienced on the surface, back in the olden days.” King Asgore confessed as he pointed down at one of the schematics that showed off a faintly invisible portal that had opened up near Ponyville, the King of Monsters rubbing his chin thoughtfully as he stroked his beard. “There were 7 Human Magicians from various parts of the world who all came together for the final battle I’ve talked about. One of them had mastery over space and time, and when he used it, there was a special…FEELING in the air that lingered on. A feeling like-”
“Like the entire place had just turned very hot, like it was going to burst into fire.” Discord finished with a nod of his bearded head, the Draconequuus nodding as he steepled his paws together. “Yes, it’s a most unique type of magic.” He remarked. “I’ve noticed it springing up all over Equestria lately. I suspect Chara got through initially because of it as well."
"As has our...guest...I told you about." King Asgore added.
"To think someone would look just like me. Have powers so much like my own. But WHY did you insist we put her in a closed-off ward? Hasn't she improved yet?" Celestia inquired, tapping her hooves together as Luna sighed.
"You must remember, sister...she is very, VERY damaged. We've done all we can, but even after several years, her mental state is highly unstable. Until she calms down and becomes more comfortable with her surroundings, it would not be wise for her to be around other ponies."
"Then in the meantime, I suggest we try and locate the source that's allowing all these newcomers to pop in." Celestia reasoned calmly, giving a nod.
Eventually, the meeting wound down, and everyone left the room, save for Discord, who turned his head, looking over in the direction of a chair.
“…are you a ghost?” He asked.
Carter’s head shot up. No way. NO WAY. Could it be? He raced over to Discord, waving his hand in front of the goat-headed Entity of Chaos. “You can see me?!” He asked, mouth agape. “You can HEAR me?!”
“Well, barely, but…yes.” Discord said, rubbing his chin, looking Carter over. “Hmm. You look around…19, maybe 20? Where are you from? Earth?” He then LICKED Carter’s head, smacking his lips. “…yes. Definitely Earth. I’m guessing from Washington State. A nice blend of fish, pine trees and coffee.” He intoned with a chuckle, Carter cringing, trying to push back down his hair. “Whatever are you doing here?”
“If I had to guess, it’s cuz I wrote fanfiction.” Carter grumbled as he stuck his hands in his pockets and made his way over to a nearby window, peeking outside, clouds slowly ambling by in the sky overhead as he bit his lip. “Fanfiction about all of you here in Equestria. And it was really dark, really erotic, and really vicious. And evidently God must think it’s FUNNY to give me an ironic punishment, cuz now I’m stuck in the place I tormented with my writing and nobody can hear me or see me or touch me!”
“Well whatever did you write that was so terrible?” Discord inquired as he hovered over to Carter, resting on his stomach in midair, tilting his head slightly to the side. “My boy, I know ponies here who are secret macrophiles, Muffet is into eating people whole and alive, and you do not even want to KNOW the things I’ve learned about Chrysalis and what she likes to do in her spare time.”
Carter cringed. “I, umm I...” He rubbed the back of his neck. “I wrote…slavery stories. About Caribou coming in and…” He began to trail off. “Looking back on it, I got into disgustingly dark territory. There were things I had done to Applejack’s family and…and I mean…it amazed me it didn’t get kicked off the site cuz I was writing an underaged girl getting…I mean I couldn’t believe it had more UPVOTES than DOWNVOTES, it…I just…” He couldn’t even bring himself to finish. “Looking back, I don’t understand it. I don’t know why it appealed to be so much. Why it drew me in. I know everyone’s got their fetishes, but I never thought I’d get punished for mine.”
Discord looked very, very nervous as he looked Carter over, his tone quiet and somber. “So you believe you’re being punished for perhaps causing actual pain and harm without realizing it?”
“I don’t know how much of what I wrote was something I enjoyed cuz I did it well, or how much I enjoyed it cuz I like seeing young fillies getting whipped by Viking stand-ins while they have to watch their family getting raped.” Carter groaned, covering his head. “But I must have made something like that happen! That’s the only reason I can think of why I’m here. I must have done something awful. And I just wish I could take it back, but…I’m stuck here. So I tried to make up for it. I’ve been trying to watch out for folks.”
He walked along the hall, Discord hovering after as he stopped at a large painting of the Mane Six, gesturing at it. “I’ve been in Ponyville for a long time, helping out in little ways. A couple of times I saved their lives. Pushed just the right thing out of the way, or put something in the way that cushioned a fatal fall. Yet I’m still ignored. And I can’t sleep, I can’t eat, I’m just…” He hung his head. “I don’t understand what I’m doing wrong.”
Discord sighed, pinching the space between his eyes before speaking up. “My boy, we have work to do. I don’t think the others can see you. But I’ve got a connection to Chaos. I operate outside so many of reality’s laws. So tell you what…” He held out a hand. “Let’s go to my house. Get you some cider.”
“I can’t drink it.”
“You can try.” Discord offered, Carter smiling nervously as he took the chaos god’s hand.
They were unaware, however, that Canterlot Castle's new guest wasn't IN the medical wing anymore. No, no. She had known the place like the back of her hoof, and she knew every secret entrance and exit out of the palace. And she was intent on getting even with the one she KNEW was behind her woes. The one she knew was now closer than ever before.
And first thing's first. She had to make a stop to pick up a few...friends.
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..."And! And so! So Luna said "Yes, I CAN see where they are when they're dreaming". And I asked if that included things like daydreams. And so she says, without even realizing it before it's too late, "Why of course, even if someone was daydreaming on the toilet, I could see them using it if I scanned-" and! And she turned red as a beet!" Discord laughed, he and Carter now slightly drunk off of hard cider, lying on a couch that was floating just outside of Discord's home, watching little singing chipmunks and squirrels all dancing perfectly in a line for their amusement. And all painted blue.
"Oh my God, that's hilarious!" Carter laughed. "You know, I learned I could walk through walls like this and at first it was funny peeking in on them in the bathroom, doing the whole "I can pick your nose" stuff. But that got old. So instead I settled on hiding Ms. Cheerilee's homework in places she'd never think to look."
"No WONDER the kids are always coming back home so gosh-darn-happy." Discord mused aloud.
"But how come I've noticed they have to do "hide-under-the-desk" drills?" Carter wanted to know, Discord pouring him another glass of hard cider as the golden liquid dribbled out like ambrosia into his glass, Carter sipping on it with a smile as Discord took his claws, and zipped open a large rip in the air, forming a gigantic pie.
"They need to be careful and keep their eyes out for Bison Rocket-Propelled Pie Attacks."
"For REAL?!" Carter asked, mouth agape as Discord nervously smiled.
"Yes, I, um...MIGHT have given the Bison advanced technology for a laugh. It hasn't gone very well."
"What do you think?" One Bison asked another, showing off a blue denim jacket and pants as the chief frowned.
"...for some reason, this attire fills me with ANGER. Let us never, EVER let our people wear it. Besides, it makes your butt look fat."
"Agreed."
"How come all the squirrels are blue, though?" Carter asked, suddenly realizing the joke that Discord was making. "...you DIDN'T."
"Yep. I blue them." He giggled, laughing hysterically. "I just HAD to do it for April Fools. Not many people know this, but Fluttershy has a TREMENDOUSLY dirty sense of humor, she was the one who suggested I show them off to that stick-in-the-mud prude, Toriel!" Discord guffawed, holding his hands over his mouth. "Sans thought it was hilarious too. Perhaps he'd be able to see you, he too seems to have a connection with chaos. Have you approached him?"
"I've tried. But he's never really seemed to notice me." Carter sighed with a shrug before Discord sniffed at the air. "What're you doing? Is something burning inside your house?"
"RUN!" Discord suddenly gasped out, the air becoming suddenly charged with electricity as Carter saw Discord's fur slightly poof up, and the squirrels and chipmunks ran for cover-
Just as an enormous bolt of lightning soared down, slamming into the area they were at, engulfing them in a pure dome of absolute electricity, knocking them to the ground. Carter struggled to get to his feet, but flopped back down, cringing as he saw a rotten, decayed form making its way towards him, flanked by various other ponies who had familiar collars all around their necks, the leader's horn glowing as its sunken, empty eyes coldly gazed down at him, fur matted with its own congealed blood.
"We've got him, ma'am. Him and his friend."
A voice that boomed out, echoing not through the air, but through Discord and Carter's minds.
"Excellent. Bring them here."
AN HOUR LATER...
"Okay, um...you should open your eyes, my boy. But, ah...don't, um, panic. I have this under control. Mostly." Discord's voice drifted through Carter's ears as he cringed, groaning as the human slowly opened his faint brown eyes, looking about the dark cave, cringing as he looked at the somehow-still-alive ponies that stood around him, a figure in the darkness off in the distance who glared balefully at him with pure white eyes that softly glowed.
"These your friends?" Carter asked. "Cuz zombie ponies sounds like something you might try."
"I already did that three months ago." Discord muttered. "It was for their version of Halloween, Nightmare Night. Wasn't as much fun as I thought it would be. I was going to have them dress up and sing "Thriller", but all they wanted to do was eat people's brains." He sighed, the two of them hanging from the ceiling, wrapped in cold iron chains, Discord's magic horribly dimmed, Carter glancing about in fear as the figure in the distance approached.
"So that WAS you! You know, can't you go ONE week without putting all of Equestria in danger? Actually, can't any of you do that? I've been keeping track! Every single week, it's like some new, near-world-ending threat! Say what you want about MY planet, we don't have creatures who can kill with their mind!"
"There is that." Discord grumbled grudgingly. "To be fair, there's only three Illithids left alive on Equestria. It's just that all of them came out two years back. Maybe we SHOULD do more to rein this kind of thing in."
"This kind of thing, eh? Like, say...horrific hordes of Caribou coming into Equestria to kill, maim and rape?" The figure in the shadows whispered, her voice hoarse and furious as Carter's mouth hung open. "YES. I can see you. We all can. After all, you're responsible for all we endured!" Princess "Molestia" grumbled darkly. "You turned me into a...a...a slut!" She hissed out. "A...a cum guzzling...WHORE!" She hissed.
"H-How?" Carter gasped out, looking this limp-haired, furiously glaring Celestia over as she glanced about at her undead associates.
"When you were dragged here, so were we. Taken from the horrific dimension that had been ravaged by your work and brought to this land. And it took me a long, long time, but at last, you got close enough. Close enough for me to sense with my own innate magic. A little Necromancy and I knew I'd be able to avenge everything I had to endure!" She hissed, going right up in Carter's face, coldly staring at him. "Do you have any idea what you did to my dimension?"
"I know, I know, I...it was outright cruel." Carter mumbled out. "I didn't know."
"Didn't knoooooow?" Molestia sneered. "You think that makes me feel any better? Let me make it really clear. You didn't CARE. You didn't once think about what you might be putting any of us through. That maybe we didn't like being relentlessly plowed by sadistic, sociopathic carbiou! Seeing our friends and family slaughtered for daring to fight back!"
"C-Carter, you don't have to listen to her." Discord offered before getting cut off by a snarl from Celestia, who spat slightly on his cheeks as he turned pale.
"And then after eight years, with us the only ones left alive! EIGHT! LONG! YEARS! OF NOTHING BUT TORTURE!"
"I...I didn't..." Carter began to say, Molestia smacking him hard across the face as he felt it, FELT his cheeks almost shatter at the blow, her eyes now turning a baleful black.
"They did something to me. I had to watch. Couldn't do anything but watch! Couldn't move! Couldn't talk! I watched all my little ponies die around me! I couldn't sleep! Couldn't die! And then after eight years, it finally stopped, and I ended up here. Over a decade of waiting to get even with you." Molestia hissed out, her eyes cold and pitiless. "You wrote sadistic, cruel murderers. You think you're above the consequences, all of you. Well, I'm going to take care of you and all like you. All you humans are alike. You just toy with our lives, not caring what you do to us, thinking its all just fun and games, not giving one damn about what we have to endure."
"Oh, GAG!" Discord finally interjected, his tone cold and mocking. "Are you quite finished, Tall, White and Stupid? Because honestly? That wimpy hippie pacifist in the long-sleeve shirt has more balls than you, and his have not even DROPPED yet."
"Kill him." Molestia snorted, the Undead Caribou-Verse Twilight's horn sparking as a bolt of lightning knocked him through the air, the chains shattering as he slid against the wall of the cave, flopping to the ground, smoking as Carter felt the tears brimming in his eyes.
"NO! D-Discord! Mister Discord..." He whispered. The only person who could see him...the only one who'd talked to him, been able to touch him and acted like a real friend, just...gone. Just like that.
"Now..." Molestia walked towards Carter, her own horn glowing, eyes pure black, her smile the work of demons. "Go to Hell. And be sure to tell your Caribou creations I DID manage to kill that I sent you down there."
"I'VE BEEN." Discord's voice roared out, a long, serpentine tail lashing forth, snapping around Celestia's body, SLAMMING her into the Undead Twilight and the others in the cave, barely-held-together organs flying left and right, skin popping as their bodies flopped down, Molestia struggling to get up, Discord rising up, paws and claws fully extended, a dark miasma of pure chaos rising off his body as he slammed his hands together, the remaining ghouls dissolving in waves of black flame. "IT DIDN'T SCARE ME." He cackled, rushing forward at Molestia, grabbing hold of her throat, slamming her into the ground, his tail rising up, shifting and twisting, turning into a scorpion's stinger. "But if you'd like to see dead people, GET READY!"
"No." Carter's voice rang out as Discord looked up, Carter shaking his head back and forth, gritting his teeth. "NO, Discord. That's...not what we're supposed to do. That's not what My Little Pony was ever about. And it's not what people in your world should do. You have to be better than that. She's just...hurt. And that's why she wants to hurt me."
"Ugh." Discord sighed, hanging his head as he stepped off of Molestia, who slowly rose up, glaring furiously over at Carter as Discord went to rip him out of the chains. "You're lucky my friend here believes in keeping this world PG."
"This doesn't change anything. It doesn't make you better than me." Molestia muttered coldly, fading into the shadows of the cave, only her eyes lingering on. "I'll come back for you a thousand times over. I'll regain my full powers and make...you...HURT."
"...yeah. That's fair." Carter sighed, hanging his head as Discord finished untying him, the human dusting himself off as he put his hands in his pockets. "I think I'd better stay far, FAR away from everyone else as long as she's gonna be running around."
"I'll talk to Celestia and the others. We can handle her." Discord insisted warmly, Carter cringing. "...what's wrong?"
"I DIDN'T care about what happened to them." Carter quietly muttered. "It was just a way for me to explore my fetish and write porn. I didn't care one bit about this world or...I'm scum."
"I don't think you are." Discord sighed, putting a hand on Carter's shoulder, his eyes soft as he smiled. "Anyone who could forgive someone like that, say the things you said to her...can't be all that bad."
With that, Carter gave a soft nod, and slowly turned around, exiting through the walls of the cave as Discord quietly sighed, hanging his head before turning, seeing a skeletal figure emerging from the shadows.
"How long were you watching him?"
"Quite a while."
"And what do you think?"
"...the day he learns to stop hating himself is the day he'll find we'll be here, ready to welcome him in." Gaster said. "He always had the power to be seen, to be heard. Still does. He just doesn't know it. But he will."
"To punish yourself for that long...to trap yourself in the place you felt you wronged without even knowing it..." Discord cringed. "...that can't be good for his mind."
"He's a lot stronger than he thinks he is." Gaster said with a smile. "He probably drew Molestia here to punish himself further. People are often their own worst enemies."
"Says the voice of experience."
Gaster cringed. "You don't have to rub it in!" He muttered, both of them unaware of Molestia as she panted and heaved, resting against a tree, gritting her teeth and looking up at the moon, her eyes soulless and pale, filled with mad fury.
"There will come a reckoning. A CRISIS..." She whispered. "And you'll all feel the impact for siding with those humans..."
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Huh, so this ended up being a human version of 'Do Princesses Dream of Magic Sheep', only more deep.
Didn't expect Molestia, that's for sure
Oh dear...
And the "Author=Creator" fallacy continues... not that I can BLAME them, the similarities between the stories and their respective real-life counterparts are too deep for coincidence, but authors making worlds every time they write is not the reason. Whether or not those stories are written, their worlds will still exist... only thing that could get them to realize that though, is if something bad happens, the author is confronted, and it's discovered that he didn't write that event, or even conceive it.
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That is the question. How much of the world already existed and the author's just bringing forth what was already there...and how much IS under the control of the author?
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*dies*
*a sign comes up in bold red letters and says:*
WASTED
(why....just why....WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
I'll still try to read it anyways
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MOST of the stories are quite fluffy and happy, but much like life, it isn't ALL nice and normal and mostly fuzzy...
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But still......... Okay, fine. I'll be understanding 
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What is this a crossover with that necrophilia clopfic about equestria dieing and twilight become a necromancer. I had to stop after the Trixie chapter of her breaking free. I can't Stan dark or sad fics with out getting the emotion form the story and it's characters, I think the word I am is an empath( emotional reader who takes the emotion or feels emotion of others and it becomes there own.) I was depressed for weeks after making it that far. I have to avoid stories with dark or tragic. Or sad.
I blacklisted FoE on derpibooru and e621 after I encountered the first pic. It killed my boner.
Ngrey, when did you get on e6? I heard "Fall of Equestria," but I never thought that we'd get into the porn story. Holy hell. Also, Molestia = RKO. Came outta nowhere!!!
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Sorry for not responding sooner, but no. This chapter is basically a repudiation of people who write that kinda thing, at least to an extent. With the idea that the things we write, we're not putting it out into an ether, it has consequences, and it has a real impact on people.