A Speech to the First Victors
As the pair of fillies began to get readjusted to reality, a loud grinding noise of stone on stone resounded from above, causing the ponies and creatures below to look up in surprise. The crackle of what sounded like jolts of electricity accompanied the sliding stone, and the mysterious lighting around the Arena dimmed and brightened for an instant with no discernible source. Some of the crowd jumped, as if expecting to be shocked due to the tell-tale sound, but it was nothing more than a reflex of what they expected would happen.
The floors above them, seeming to increase in size and give the onlookers a sense of vertigo, clicked along with the precise monotone of the seconds ticking away on a clock, as if each movement was carefully timed down to the second.
Slender Pony turned to face his three companions. A silent understanding appeared to pass between the faceless creature and the two Iridescents.
After nodding, Crescent spoke.
"Before we start with Level 2, Slender Pony requests a private audience with young Scootaloo and Silver Spoon," She inclined her head to the pair of dazed fillies, still adjusting to the bearings of their new surroundings after they were just beginning to feel a sense of relief from escaping the Slender Forest.
There was a stunned silence among the others, unsure of how to respond as Slender Pony's nonexistent gaze seemed to fixate on the pair. It was a rather unnerving sight coming from a creature with a complete lack of facial features to speak of.
"They found the first Slender Note," Crescent explained, in response to their silence. "Therefore Slender Pony deems it so that he should have a talk with this round's winners."
"How can he talk?" Trixie demanded, looking baffled.
A stare from Crescent seemed to cast a spell on the unicorn as she fell silent.
Everypony else looked uncertain. It was one thing to have anypony being around the nightmare creature, but neither Scootaloo nor Silver Spoon were exactly expert fighters. If worse came to worse, they could be killed.
Jeff snickered. "You should be scared."
"Don't worry," Lightning called, as if attempting to reassure them, "they won't be killed. In fact, they should consider themselves very lucky that they went through this early. But future excursions won't be without injuries." They could all tell from the Iridescent's tone that his words were both threat and promise.
Swallowing hard, Scootaloo and Silver Spoon tentatively stepped forward, their hooves feeling as heavy as lead as they walked off with the white, faceless pony. Scootaloo chanced a look back at the others, trying in vain to signal for Rainbow Dash, Apple Bloom or anypony else to help, but a turn of Slender Pony's head seemed to hold such a warning gaze that the young pegasus forced herself to be still. Or was he forcing her and her companion not to look back? With his menacing presence nearby, and the twisted logic of the arena, it was hard to tell which was really the case.
"If he tries to attack you, kick his flank into next week!" they could hear Rainbow Dash call after them, as if she wanted to do just that but was incapable of doing so due to Slender Pony's presence. Scootaloo nearly looked back, but something about Slender Pony's presence forced her to face forward and to the sides.
Scootaloo and Silver Spoon glanced nervously at one another, but said nothing. What was there to say? They had just experienced a greater terror than they had ever known up to this point, and now the faceless being who was said to be the ruler of the forest wanted a private audience with them. Who knew what he was capable of, even with no face?
When the two looked up from their brief conversation, they snapped back to reality long enough to see a door in front of them, causing them to be confused even further. Had that door been there before? They couldn't be certain—the portals they could see kept fading in and out, so it was hard to keep track of everything. They were pretty sure that the door hadn't been there a minute before, when Slender Pony first started leading them over that way, but this place was messing with their heads so much, the two felt as if all senses of logic were breaking down.
The pair went through the door and into a place of complete darkness, the stone floor rough under their hooves. Though Scootaloo and Silver Spoon could feel the ground under each hoofstep, no sound echoed. It was as if they had been thrown into a world of complete silence.
And...
The two felt a strange sensation come over them, their bodies weakening and swaying slightly.
"What's happening?" Scootaloo asked, weakness beginning to overcome her.
"I dunno," answered Silver. She struggled to keep her eyes open, though it didn't make much difference in the darkness. The effort proved useless—it was as if her eyelids were being steadily forced shut.
She only was able to see that Slender Pony was clear as day in the black void before she fell to the ground in a sudden fainting spell, the same happening to Scootaloo moments later.
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Well, good to see you two.
The fillies were jolted awake and on their hooves in an instant, realizing they could hear hoofsteps now, no longer in that mysterious place of complete silence. They barely registered that they were in a small, circular room, the lighting dim but still visible. It was made of worn stones, much like a condensed version of the Arena, empty of inhabitants save for the two and Slender Pony.
But if they were the only ones there...
"Who... did you just say something?" Scootaloo looked at the well-dressed pony in front of her, as if she needed a physical confirmation that it had indeed been the nightmarish pony who had spoken.
Slender Pony inclined his head.
"H-How are you t-talking?" Silver Spoon asked, unable to help her voice wavering.
I speak in your mind, he said in response. The pony's husked voice indeed seemed to echo within the realms of her mind, and not audible in the room where they now stood. It was clear by the expression on Scootaloo's face that she could hear it too. I'm impressed that it was two fillies who entered the Forest. They thought they could hear an amused chuckle. But just as well, you'll live longer.
The pair looked to the pony's face and nodded, unnerved slightly by his words.
It was as if Slender Pony had read their thoughts. I'm sure this day seem new to you, to consider your own mortality, he began, seeming to stare at the two though he lacked facial features. After all, you are young. Your life has had a few occassional bumps, some fears overtaking you... he seemed to look directly at Scootaloo as he said the last part. But nothing that really harbored an immediate threat on your lives aside from what you've experienced here. Am I wrong?
There was a glint of uncertainty visible in the frightened gaze of the two fillies, and they could of sworn that the tall pony before them was mentally smiling. They shook their heads.
It's reasonable. Young foals always feel there's so much time for life. The tall white stallion circled them. Every day is fresh for them as they view it with wonder, trying to find your purpose and mark. It's like an eternal quest, isn't it? After all, even cutie marks can be open to interpretation.
He turned his gaze to Silver Spoon
What does your mark mean? It shares your name, does it not? Perhaps you and your friend are from one of the families whose name changes depending on the cutie mark they receive? And what is your talent, hmmm? A spoon with a heart. There's hidden depths to you, you're just afraid to show it.
An aura of cold seemed to seep into the filly.
And you, he said, turning to Scootaloo, your fate is unknown. The stallion almost seemed to chuckle at the look of doubt on Scootaloo's face, coming over to her and placing a cold hoof under her chin. In a way, not having a mark is precisely what awaits all ponies. Uncertainty of the future. A fate no one really understands. He moved closer, and Scootaloo could feel that cold seep into her as well. If anything, it's a 'mark' that would be most accurate for everyone. Everypony's always at that uncertainty point.
The fillies crouched low to the ground. The enclosure around them gave off an air of claustrophobia, and thoughts began to swirl in their heads. Of uncertainty, of emptiness, of the nothingness that lay before them.
Ever hear an adult say that time seems to speed up as they get older? As every year passes, it becomes a little more of a fraction of one's life.
Tendrils slowly spread out from Slender Pony's body, one of each gently curling around Scootaloo and Silver Spoon. The two had neither the strength nor will to react, as if Slender Pony's presence had immobilized them.
But what of you? You two are so young, and your days here may be so numbered... every second here could be your last, as close to the fringes of death as a pony ten times your age. Think about it. Every step draws you nearer to the Ending Door that you could very well meet.
Images flashed before their eyes. Of the others outside. One by one, their marks disappeared. Then the figures began to age rapidly, finally becoming skeletons before crumbling to dust.
Life is such a precious, fleeting thing... the clock will run out too quickly for some..
Recoiling his tendrils, Slender Pony stomped his hoof, and Scootaloo and Silver Spoon felt their perception of reality sway again as they were transported back to the Arena.
One more thing, Slender Pony said within their minds. His voice took on a much more echoing tone in their minds, reverberating fainter like a form of post-hypnotic suggestion. It sounded like a warning. Listen for the Siren Song.
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With that sentence subconsciously repeating within their minds, Scootaloo and Silver Spoon soon found themselves in the Arena once again, able to be reached by everypony else.
Rainbow Dash trotted over to a battered Scootaloo and helped her stand. "You okay, kid?"
Scootaloo shook her head, not in answer but in an attepmt to stop the world spinning wildly. "I'm... I'm...fine... " She trailed off, knowing in her heart that that was a lie. She wasn't fine. She was shaken up, and she knew they were all in danger. That not everypony she saw around her would make it out alive. Slender Pony had cemented that in her mind. And Slender Pony's last words of listening for the Siren Song...
Diamond Tiara went over to Silver Spoon. "That faceless thing didn't hurt you, did he?"
"N-No..."
There was a pause before the gray-coated filly looked to the ground.
"I-I'm scared." Silver Spoon's voice was a whisper, a murmur so quiet that only she herself would be likely to hear it.
Diamond Tiara, in a rare display of concern, moved a bit closer to Silver Spoon. "Maybe this is all just a dream and none of it's real."
"I believe this is very much real, and very much now." A bolt of lighting struck the soft ground, drawing everyone's attention to a certain pair of ponies. It seemed as if they had sensed the fillies' doubts, as if they could clearly hear every whisper. But the time for musings was over for now.
It was time to begin the next Level.
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Yeah, I know it's been nearly a year, but I've finally been hoping to get this started up again.
Psychological fear this time from Slender Pony, and next the games shall begin again.
Oh my that was frightening.
5097585 Thank you for updating, it seems like a common practice nowadays for authors to abandon their stories. Glad to see this one is not dead.
Omg finally here are some suggestions for som creepypastas you can use
Ben drowned
Jeff the killer
Sonic.exe
The red mist
Even as Slendy's speech is creepy, it does hold a truth. Life is a ticking clock, some ticking slowly to old age, while some tick quickly.
HEY THIS STORY ISN'T DEAD! HOORAY!
I look forward to Russian Sleep experiment, even though I dont expect it to come up until the end game.
5098000 The thing about most creepypastas, though is that creepypastas attempt to be 'real' - think Marble Hornets being a series of found footage youtube videos, or the Sonic Exe. being an anecdote on the internet (one that was eventually made in video game form).
Cupcakes has nothing in common with other creepypastas. It's a normal fanfiction - one that's really fucked up, but it makes no pretentions to being real. It may technically be a creepypasta by that definition, but when compared to other creepypastas it is the odd one out.
Alright, now taking bets for 1st to die! Ten to one for celestia! Any takers?
Slender Pony doing what he does best: Rooting himself DEEP within a victim's psyche. I LOVE IT!
Narrators.
Narrators.
Narrators.
Pleaaaaseee add them.
psychological damage FTW!!!
5098000
My problem is that Cupcakes was never written like a creepypasta. Creepypastas are written from the perspective of the authour. Unless Sergent Sprinkles edits Cupcakes so that he's telling the story of how he was disembowelled by a psychotic Pinkie, I won't ever see it as a creepypasta. Or unless Sprinkles himself comes out and says it's a creepypasta.
I cant wait to see what creepypasta Blueblood gets sent to
5098585 Your on! My bet is on Blueblood.
**sees update** **slowly grins and freaks the fuck out**
5097585 Soooooo... Which bowl of pasta is up next?
I don't know if these creepy pastas were suggested...
but The Knocking and Mr. Wide Mouth
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By that logic, I could put a romantic fanficiton on the creepypasta wiki and that makes it a creepypasta. Care to give me a better argument?.
Great chapter, by the way I thought of a good idea to introduce in the story. Have one of the levels be completely about them, that means Cupcakes, Rainbow Factory and Sweet Apple Massacre but to twist it even more have slender say that ONE of them in the arena wrote all those stories up, having everyone wondering who wrote it and why did they write it. It would be interesting to see how they would react and deal with themselves as monsters courtesy of one of them using their imagination in a very twisted sick way.
YES IT'S BACK. I THOUGHT THIS FIC WAS DEAD.
So, are Hoodie, Masky and Ticci Toby gonna be in this, or no? I know the first two are technically Marble Hornets, but still, a lot of people consider them pastas.
5119487 Ooooohhhh.
Okay, I get it now
5098585
Which reminds me, anyone else waiting for the epic Celestia vs. Jeff the killer fight?
5134402 oooo thats a good Idea! the author should do that
cancelled story.
5106200 Like I said before, grimdark fics are not creepypastas, so I'm not necessarily going to include those. Luna Game, since it's a creepypasta game though, I may include at least in some form.
5113069 Eenope.
5117357 I'll have to look into them and see what I can do.
5119487 That sounds AWESOME!
5134402 5156689 Except since Jeff's an earth pony teen and Celestia's a millenia-old alicorn, Celestia seems like she'd beat him easily in a one-on-one fight. Then again, Jeff's part of the group that dictates the tules there, so who knows?
5354581 Nope, not cancelled, just trying to pick the next one and such.
5358531 I will exterminate you if you dont pick faster.
Man, if snips and snails were here, they would've done something really funny right now.
5363130 But then the story wouldn't continue, the I would have to kill you.
5463974 I am a dalek. You have a metal hook and a mouth with teeth.
I have a plasma beam of death, I'm made of indestructible dalekanium, and I have a plunger that can suck the brains out of things.
I win!
5463992 FOOL! I AM A GOD!!! (also, where is this even going?)
5464035 And I'm a Dalek.
BEHOLD, THE POWER OF EXTERMINATION!!!
(destroys 2 dimensions)
5464050 Yes.
5471298 YES.
5472332 IGNORE ME!!
5472913 No.
5134402
That sounds epic
Please get more I love its so awesome.
UPDATE PLEASE ITS SO COOL!
I still wonder why pinkie pie didn't use this song when skin taker showed up and started singing https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zLGkuG0WWtA
5532334 It is indeed!
I adore Coraline. :)
You should do "The Bite Of 87"
5714767 YEP. YOU SHOULD.
I just stumbled across this and plan to read it later. But one questions I have before then is will you involve the seeker series (I think that's what it was called...)? Because I think Twi would be excellent for any of those.
When will the next one come out?
6373958 My motivation for this has been reawakened recently after discovering some pics my friend drew for it. So hopefully soon! :)
6379214 Okay then I guess I'll have to wait till it's out.
6379214 IS THERE EVER GONNA BE ANOTHER CHAPTER?
One of the many rules of the Internet: if there is none, ask for MOAR.
Think super Mario 64 dammed should be on level 2
And NES Godzilla should be a part of this
Gonna start reading also just a idea but y not use soulreaver or shadowman for a levels