It was just a (real) game
A camera clicks on. It focuses on a pony, a white earth stallion, laying strapped to a table and blindfolded. The other surroundings are too dark to see. Hoof steps are heard and another pony, a tan unicorn mare, enter the frame. The mare is silent as she removes the blindfold. The stallion looks around till he sees the mare.
What the hell is the place? Who are you? What the fuck did you do to me?!
The mare walks out of view for a moment and comes back with nails and a hammer in her magical aura.
What's that? Trying to intimidate me? A little mare like you can't do much. So there’s no reason to-
The stallion was cut off after the hammer made contact with the side of his head. It wasn’t hard enough to kill him or knock out, but put a genuine scare into him. The stallion groaned and began to squirm. The mare positioned herself at the head of the table, her expression shaded by her bangs. She positioned a nail over one of the stallion’s hooves.
What the fuck do you think you’re doing?! Get that away from me!!! You fucking crazy bitch!!!!
The camera crackled with static a bit as the hammer came down hard, the sound echoing, followed by the pained screams from the stallion. The hammer makes contact with the nail several more times as the sound of screams, blood splatter, and metal reverberate for several minutes.
You...fucking whore...why are you doing this? AHHHHH!!!!
The mare hammers nails into the stallion’s remaining three hooves.
You won't get...away with this...someone will...find me! And then they do, you’ll be- wait..what are you about to do with those?! Stay the fuck away!!!
A pair of freshly polished pliers glinted in the corner of the camera. They floated over to the mare and hung over the stallion’s mouth. The stallion squirmed more but the pain from the nails that held him in place quickly made him rethink moving.
You psycho slut! You won’t get away with this!! You won’t-
The pliers were shoved into the stallion’s mouth, gripped around one of his teeth and just as quickly yanked out. The tooth ripped with it. The minutes passed as sobbing screams and blood-curdling ripping was heard. Whenever the stallion showed signs of passing out, the mare struck a nail to alert him again. When the last tooth was out, the stallion’s mouth was covered in blood and he could be heard gurgling his own blood.
The camera clicks off as it runs out of tape.
The camera clicks on again and water is thrown into the stallion’s face. The table is sitting upright and facing the camera now.
Who! Wha...oh shhweet mommer off Duna...itsh ywoo!
The stallion looked terrified as the mare walked into the camera view holding a jagged knife. It hovered at her side. Face still obscured by bangs, expression hidden. Liquid splatters on the floor as the stallion empties his bladder out of hair raising fear.
I don’t knwow wha ywoo plhan on deooih, buh uh cahn gib ywoo money! Abubhigh!!
The mare held the knife in her magic and began making small shallow cuts. The stallion whimpers and crumbles as the knife are pulled away.
Pweash...shtop...dhi-
The knife lodged itself into the stallion’s chest, slowly getting dragged down as bloodstains his coat. The stallion is seen writing and spurting up more blood than before. Hooks, controlled by magic, opened the freshly carved flesh up. A clear view of functioning organs displayed before the camera. A hard strike to a nail gives the fading stallion a bit of adrenaline.
-*-cough, gag, sputter-*- ...-y...wh-why...
A glint of a smile appeared on the mare’s face as she began removing his organs. Starting from the small intestine, then the large intestine, then the livers, and so on...leaving the lungs and heart. Another strike to a nail giving the stallion an alert of pain. The mare speaks but her voice is distorted.
Don't go dying on me now, ęüœłæßçž...the fun will end if you do...
Wet squelches and splatters could be heard and soon seen as the mare turned the removed organs into a gory pulverized purée. She attached a tube to the stallion’s slack jaw and poured the disgusting contents into the tube, making sure they met his lips and watching as he tried to spit and get away from the vile substance. The still warm gory mess a mixture of purée organs, viscera, stomach acid, bile and Celestia knows what else soon came into view as it oozed from the stallion’s exposed insides. The gravely distorted voice returns.
I never got to do that with you before...but I wasn’t as skilled back then...and you always quit the game before I could have fun. Doesn’t look like you’ll last long now either. Oh well...I’ll have my fun again...very soon.
Magic from the mare’s horn wraps around the stallion’s exposed heart and begins to squeeze. She watches him weakly struggle and write in pain before a gushing pop resounded and the stallion moved no more. The mare faced the camera and let out a maniacal cackle of insanity. Her eyes wide and her pupils pinpricks.
Thus ends game 20,021! I can’t wait to do it again!!!
The camera clicks off.
Police Interrogation Room #1
The camera clicks on and focuses on the blood stained mare sitting calmly and smiling as a police pony stared at her.
Ms. Æėdçżš, at 6:35 this evening, a witness saw you coming out of your home drenched in blood. And when we stormed your home at 6:50, we found the disturbingly gory remains of a Mr. ęüœłæßçž. If you are harboring the killer under duress we can-
I did it
I beg you’re pardon?
I did it. I’m the one who killed Mr. ęüœłæßçž] all by myself. Getting him to my home was easy. He always falls for coming to my home in hopes of bedding me. But we end up playing a game instead. Though every other time I tend to get too excited and can’t try out new things. But that’s ok because pretty soon I’ll just be able to start the game all over again and try more new things. Again..and again...and again...without end!
The mare laughs hysterically and the police pony sits speechless.
And the funny thing is...I’ll get to do it all over again...right...no-
The camera feed turns to static and is cut off.
A camera clicks on. It focuses on a pony, a white earth stallion, laying strapped to a table and blindfolded. The other surroundings are too dark to see. Hoof steps are heard and another pony, a tan unicorn mare, enter the frame. The mare is silent as she removes the blindfold. The stallion looks around till he sees the mare.
What the hell is the place? Who are you? What the fuck did you do to me?!
Game 20,022...begins now...hope you last this time~
Author's Note
Don’t nothing trying to make sense of the ‘names’. I purposefully did that. And the nonsense talk after his teeth were ripped out was intentional too.
