Working on the Darkness

by xluferx

POP GOES THE WEASEL

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Author's Note

This chapter is brought you by Epic Brony 4 Life, he sent me very good music which inspired me to this chapter.
Thanks man.

Anyways I hope you enjoy this.

Reminders
-English is my second language


POP GOES THE WEASEL

This thing that I’m feeling in my chest right now is a bit strange, it had been a lot of time since I felt this feeling, maybe is happiness.

Yes it is…..Wow….. it makes me feel…..great.

Happiness, oh, how I've missed you! How long has it been since your last visit? Months? Years?

But there is a good reason of why are you here, right?

Yes it is, is because my plan was successful now I have Luna under my control, even if it is only for a while. I feel so happy that now I have enough energy to do a role-play with my….friends.

But first I need to change my clothes because this coat will not do.

After I entered my dress room I turned the lights, revealing all my special clothes and equipment for my role-plays.

I usually do role-plays when I’m in such a good mood or when I want to do something different. You should know that cut your patients over and over again can get a little boring after a while.

In this room there is a big mirror where I can see the final result of my whole make up session, right now I’m only wearing my blue jeans, my lab coat, a blue shirt, my brown shoes and let’s not forget about my face, showing my blue eyes, with a perfect size nose but in my right cheek is a little bruised thanks to Luna, still my face remained beautiful. But the best part is when I appreciate my blonde hair, it took me a while to get the style of Haytmich of the Hunger games but the results are worth it.

With a clap of my hands I spoke ‘’Okay, Let’s start’’

I have already which character I’m going to do today but first I need to do a whole makeup session with the colors black and white, mostly white because the character is completely white faced.

After I finished with the cosmetics I grabbed the hair gel, this part is a little annoying for me because after this is finished I will need to go to a hair dresser for recover my style once again, usually it take between 1 to 2 hours.

Now the hair dryer, which gives the black theme that I want, I don’t have to worry about this. Because this a special hair dryer that only last one day so no worries. This part took me around 20 minutes because the preparations and the waiting but as I said before the wait will be rewarded.

For your information what I’m about to do is not girly, is part from the outfit. I grabbed the black lipstick giving my lips the black scheme that matches perfectly with the rest of my face make up. After my whole face was finished with the final details, I moved up to the next step of my transformation, the clothes.

I removed all my clothes staying only with my boxers, the place felt a bit cold by the way; I stood in front of my big closet which I quickly opened for search my next clothes. First came the special shirt with striped sleeves black and white like a zebra. Those color patterns reminds me of Zecora, I should give her a visit after this, and maybe she will feel generous enough to share with me that awesome herbal tea of hers.

Next I grabbed my black pants with suspenders; before I wore them I gave it a quick shake for the dust. These pants are similar with the ones that the farmers wear, but the difference is that these pants aren’t for farm chores, they are for a clown.
I chuckled a little thinking a little about the incoming scenario, I opened a drawer from the closet and got a pair of long black and white stripped socks which I slid them into my feet thinking in my next play.

After I finished sliding my socks I search for the black shoes, they are important if I want to look in the most similar way.
I also found the shoes in the closet and my costume was taking form so I went to the desk near the big mirror where there was laying a large cone with the same scheme colors that my socks and sleeves have. I put that cone in my nose in a way this looks like those snowman that everyone build in winter, or in this case snowpony.

I searched for my shoulders pads filled with black feathers, for your information those feathers are from crows not griffons, just a fact.

Finally I went to the desk again and grabbed my special gauntlets which were on a drawer, these gauntlets are all white except for the fingers which are black and dangerously sharp if I miscalculate the strength or the distance, I will get a very deep cut.
With all my makeup finished I stood in front of the mirror once again but this time wearing my outfit, I extended my hand inches away from touching the mirror and looked at my new body.

Half a pound of tupenny rice,
Half a pound of treacle.
That’s the way the money goes,
Pop! goes the weasel.


The darkness in this place is always my best friend, the darkness is something that terrify almost everyone. For example no one would ever enter in a dark alleyway unless you want to be assaulted or in case of girls rapped. Maybe I’m exaggerating but my point still stands, the darkness cause fear.

I was waiting patiently in my chair for the caribou’s awaken; he was in the same operating table waiting….happily for his surprise.
The caribou like the others opened his eye slowly, when his eye were fully opened I quickly stood from the chair giving a strong clap with both of my covered hands, turning only enough light for give him a weak sight of me. Just after the lights were on, the music started.

(if the music ends,repeat it because it fit with the followings scenes)

I rushed my feet to his position until I was inches away from his face with the famous wicked grin, showing him my sharp fake teeth. After a while I regained my stance with the grin still in my face.

‘’Welcome, Welcome!’’ I clapped my hands together ’’I’m so happy that you’re awake because…’’ the grin that I gave was more intimidating than the Fluttershy’s stare’’now we can play together’’

The caribou gave me the symphony of screams; even if they are repetitive I still love them. No matter what they will never be boring to me. But something was missing here.

I carefully put my sharp index finger below my chin ’’Wait, something is missing here’’ I stood in that position for a few seconds hearing more screams in the process, I removed my finger from my chin and turned to lock gaze with his’’Right! We can’t start if your tummy is empty, so enjoy’’

My hand went to the dark part and got a bowl full of candies, courtesy of Pinkie Pie. With the bowl on my hand I present it like there was a crowd of people around us. I inserted the free hand inside the candies and obtained my favorite lollipop savour, strawberry. I eat it right away, I couldn’t waste that flavor.

I leaned to the caribou muzzle and spoke

‘’A tummy full, means a happy heart’’ I shoved the candies inside his mouth.

‘’EAT!’’

‘’EAT!’’

‘’CANDIES!’’

‘’CANDIES''

''LOT OF THEM’’

I continued like that obtaining the despair and fear that I wanted from my patient, or in this case my children.
He is drowning in the amount of candies that I shoved inside his mouth and if I continue he will eventually die, and I don’t want that of course. So I stopped from giving him the sweets, just for a little break, nothing more.

As I expected without hesitation the caribou throw up everything, making a mess in the floor, which I’m going to clean latter……...

Great.

I looked to the almost empty bowl, with a shrug I threw it backward earning the sound of shattered porcelain, hey I can buy more anyways .

‘’Awww, that was a bit mean’’ I dropped my shoulders like a sad stance, but it quickly vanished ’’but don’t worry because now you will enjoy the sweets directly into your tummy!’’ I extended my arms ‘’ Yay!’’

I learned something cute and interesting in my first year here, ponies love belly rubs. When you start they quickly act like a happy puppy even they stretch their legs and make cute noises. So it might work with other species.

My hand went to the spot where the ponies loved their belly rub, and started moving it gently. The belly rub only lasted second because my index finger made its way inches below of his rib cage and then without a lot of effort I deeply buried my finger inside his flesh gaining a blissful scream of full agony. From that point I made way through his flesh exposing all his organs to the surroundings. He screamed, a lot.

Again from the darkness I got another bowl full with candies but this time I grabbed it with both of my hands, tilting my head a little with an insane smile.

’Enjoy!’’

With that word said I empty all the contents of the porcelain bowl in the new hole that I made myself, laughing like there was no tomorrow.

He screamed for help, like everyone else, and like everyone else no one came to help him, he only continued screaming until he passed out.

This time I placed the bowl in the nearest desk which was in the darkness. Then with a lot of effort I grabbed a knitting needle and brought up directly to my face examining every little detail, with that done I looked to the passed out caribou and said ‘’Let’s make a piñata’’


The place was once again in darkness but it wouldn’t remain for so long because the caribou was starting to wake up again. There can’t be a party without a piñata after all.

When he was fully awaken, I clapped my hands for earn the same process that I had earned before. Lights on with the music.
This time there was no darkness anymore, because this scenario needed all the light possibly for show him a nice view of this party.

The caribou noticed that he was hanged like a piñata with a strong rope, but that didn’t matter to him in that moment, what it really mattered to him was to catch the view of a morbid scenario.

A lot of deer’s and caribou’s skulls circled around him with party hats on the top, and obviously confetti, a lot of them! There can’t be enough confetti in a party after all.

Finally I showed up with a baseball bat in my right hand and I looked at him showing my sharp teeth again.
‘’Kiddos!’’ I leaned my face to the entire fake crowd ’’Today we have a new piñata, which is filled with a lot of candies and more!’’ I signaled to the poor soul.

He tried to escape but the knot that I made was strong and if he tried anything he will get hurt. Obviously he is going to get hurt after all but I don’t think that he want to endure the pain of struggle.

‘’But there is a little problem’’ My gaze went to the floor ’’the Meany piñata is too high for you guys’’ I made a sad duck face trying to look sad’’So that’s the reason of why I volunteer in open it!’’ I cheered happily.

‘’NO PLEASE HAVE MERCY!!’’ The now turned piñata begged. I don’t understand why everyone beg for mercy when it’s obvious that I will never give it.

I leaned my hand to my hear pretending that I couldn’t hear him clearly.

‘’Oh my god kiddos’’I covered my mouth with my left hand pretending a shocked expression ’’the piñata can talk!’’ then again my wicked grin formed in my lips ‘’and it told me that is filled with a lot of candies and very excited to share those sweets with us!’’ Now I grabbed the bat with both of my hands making the pose of a baseball player ready to hit.

The caribou pleaded with more effort which I didn’t heard thanks for the powerful smack I gave.

‘’AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH’’

As I said before beautiful, even it was accompanied with broken bones!

Another smack, another scream

‘’AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH’’

I never stopped

After a good round of hits with all the strength that I could gather I have the final blow

*Smack*

With the final blow delivered his stomach exploded like an air balloon spreading all the candies bathed in blood, the caribou started to lose his strength until his eyes closed embracing the eternal dream and then his body stayed there motionless.

I dropped the bat and looked the scene, the sweets were spread all over the floor and the blood was still dripping for the hanged body. I made a mess and it will take a good time to clean it. That’s one of the reason of why I don’t do a role-play often, they need more cleaning than the normal process.

With a sigh I removed my gauntlet and grabbed the voice recorder which was placed in my breast pocket. With the click I spoke

Entry 343
I need more ideas for my role-plays.

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