The United Squirrels of Aramdillos
presents:
The Cult of Insanity!
Prologue:
Collaboration with the Cult of Insanity.
A fine rising sun, Wild Fire was guarding a peculiar bar in Ponyville. She was disturbed by two strange ponies... One a stallion the other a mare.
“Hello, miss. Would you mind joining our Cult?” said the mare, ignoring the fact Wild is a guard.
“That would be a no...” replied Wild Fire still observing the clouds above her.
“Oh, but please do consider our offer...” pleaded the mare.
“I considered it the moment you decided to talk to me..” responded Wild Fire as she began to glare at the mare standing before her..
“We have tea, cookies, mushrooms, giant chocolate cookies. Delightful treats wouldn’t you agree God?“ querying God while trying to convince stubborn Wild Fire.
“Indeed, treats and drinks for everypony.” beamed the stallion, showing his red glow, giddly eyeing both mares.
“Treats for everypony but me... So leave your wasting the air around me, I don't like it tainted with your presence” Wild Fire said lowering her eyes at God
“Air? What air?” Plura said, as her ear slowly dislocated itself off of her head.
“YOUR EAR FELL OFF YOUR HEAD! WHAT THE HELL!” Wild Fire yelled jumping back into the back wall.
“I suppose she is referring to this ‘bubble’ of hers...” thinking thoughtfully to himself.
Plura’s smile growing widely. “Oh did it? I’m sorry let me put it back on.” she’d say as she slowly levitates her ear using her hoof and placing it on her head.
Wild Fire suddenly felt woozy, as Plura placed her ear back on her head. She suddenly emptied her breakfast all over the recently cut grass.
“Uh.. Are you okay, dear?” said Plura, staring at the mare with concern. .
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Meanwhile, at the train station a new guard in glimmering purple armour gets off the train.
“Well this place seems interesting.” The mare guard says.
She continues down the stairs of the train station and walks down the path to Ponyville town hall. ‘I hope I am assigned to a good CO’, she thinks to herself, pondering the possibility of ‘another episode’. Shivering at the thought, she continued trotting.
Behind her a stallion in a black fedora steps off, his fur is gray and seems to be wearing tinted glasses, with tilted fedora casting a shadow over most of his face, it effectively hides the mysterious stallions identity: like one of a black and white movie.
“I must be quick see the Cult of Insanity now, and I need to hurry. I have other important business to attend to, elsewhere...” The mysterious stallion says. He hurries towards the nearest café restaurant.
He purchases a cup of Joe, enjoying it pleasantly. He then continues to walk out of the café and hurries down the walkway again, pushing past anypony that gets in his way. He fixes his fedora, showing his face for a split second, and comes to a turn and starts heading towards park, but turns heading towards a mysterious boarded up cave.
He crawls under the boards and gets back up on the other side.
“This is ruining my attire.” He says as he wipes the dust and dirt off of himself and his collar.
(Non-Canon, Author Fic)
God’s clopping stick slipping into Plura’s silky bucket vagina. God, vigorously thrusting his dick back and forth inside Plura. Thrusting too hard God’s dick falling off inside Plura. It’d flop out of Plura’s saggy vagina.
Real Tags: Mature, Clop, Adventures, Grimdark, Awesome, Comedy, Tags.
Tags: Mah toastture, Cloppity clop clop, Adventur, Grimmydark, Awe sum, Comedic, Tags.
Others: French-Canada, English, England, Food, Drinks, Cafe, Someplace in the United Squirrels of Armadillos, Some random basement in Orgasmville, Insanity, Jessica Le Dick of Dicks, Lord Joseph, Some random basement in Oregon, some random mansion in the Uterus Klitz. Some random vagina room in Montreal, Some random fishbowl corner with a butterfly knife , Some random basement with a guy sleeping next to a katana with flies hovering above a leftover french toast, and Some random place in some random place, Some random lake with a guy named Ryan, We should really get rid of most of these tags; but they are funny, like hell no; what are you on, Brians bath salts, delicious, bath salts; with food: I have no idea what this has turned into, You don’t have to; insanity.
Others#2: Why do we even have this, because we like Brian’s Bath Salts, word dog, I LOVE BATH SALTS; TOTALLY NOT A DRUG ADDICT, yeah; brah, Anyone like bananas?, Moi!, get the buck out of here molestia, :C, Naughty Luna has arrived, Who invited you Luna!, :(, sad faces everywhere, Go home and stop sulking Luna; you are best princess, Celestia is evil; she used mah Insane Gypsy Magic -sadplurafaceplz-, I hate all you: go die in a hole, we are already in tartarus; you bitch, I’ve already died in a hole, Some random neckbeard reading these tags, I hope a youtuber reads the tags for us, Digibrony is going to have a fit, He’s gonna put it on the Digibrony after dark channel, let’s ask for some fanfictions, But we’re writing one :C, dun car,
(The inside of Lord Joseph’s mind) “We’re supposed to be writing a fanfiction.. *facehoof”
(The inside of Jessica/Panziee’s mind) “ Yay rainbows! “ -bangs face on desk repeatedly-
(The inside of Prophet Silver’s mind) *cricket sounds*
(The inside of Master MiniMitten’s basement) *snoring*
(The inside of The Reader’s mind) “WTF! Dude, wat da hell are these bronies up to now? God damn brony scum.
(The inside of a brony) “I should just love and tolerate it, enough internet for today.”
(The inside of Google) -bans-
(The inside of Prophet Silver’s mind) “What have I gotten myself into?”
(The inside of Jessica/Panziee’s mind) “MY MUMMY YELLED :C Cos I was eating my wire”
(The Inside of Lord Joseph mind) “Where the hell did we go wrong?”
(The outside of Prophet Silver’s mind) “I think we need to get a better editor.”
(The inside of Master MiniMitten’s basement) *snoring and scratching*
(The outside of Lord Joseph’s mind) “You are the editor, smartass.”
(The outside of Prophet SIlver’s mind) “Oh, yeah! I forgot about that... *giggles* silly me!”
(The outside of Lord Joseph’s mind) “You are fired”
(The outside of Prophet Silver’s mind) “B-B-But...!”
(The outside of Lord Joseph’s mind) “No buts get the hell out of here!”
(The outside of Prophet Silver’s mind) “D’oooh...” *walks out of the Head-Editor’s room*
