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That was rather disappointing all in all. It was satisfying but they all ran and didn't fight back. But it doesn't really matter in the end. They are just the prey and the hunter always tracks them down.

I look around.

I really did a number on this place. I tried my best but enough pony's got away. The town was not completely painted red. Hell not even half of the town was painted.
The flys were starting to come in Mass. They all spread out to eat as much as they could and to produce more. They went through the emptied pathways, the broken windows, and the kicked down doors.

It was memorising to watch them all flitter about.

The body's and there parts were covered in flys. There were so many you could barely see any of the body's. I like the fly's. They don't care what they eat or where they go. The only thing they do is survive it's all they know. They will stay if you hit them or damage them they stay. if you kill some of there children or there fellow flys they'll still stay. That's all the reasons why I like them.

There all my friends.

They never leave me behind. They always follow me wherever I go. Plus they all appreciate my work. They never criticize me, attack me or even care when I kill some. They never leave me and they never will.

The work I do will make them come back to me.

I always have to keep them fed. So I always have to leave what I have finished. These pony's talk about friends often. They should understand why I do this constantly but they call me a deranged lunatic. They became there food soon enough but I had to kill others. She was not right in the head so she must have tasted weird and wrong. I don't like it when my friends eat bad things but they accept my work anyway.

That's just another reason I love them.

They help me in my work sometimes. When one of my toys aren't completely broken or there hidden they tell me. I hear them panic and avoid him but stay close non the less. It's happening right now actually. There was a little filly twitch trying to crawl away and a Colt sneaking his way to her. I would have overlooked the twitchy filly and the Colt was rather good at sneaking. I would have missed them both if it wasn't for my friends. They were quickly dealt with my knife for the Colt and a boot to the filly.

The Red started to poor again.

Most of the blood has hardened but the fresher body's were still leaking blood but slower. I was able to get thirty seven pony's before the rest ran away. Those seven weren't here at all. I must have come at a bad time.

That God damned tree fort.

That crystal castle is even cheniere up close. Bleh this castle just screams pedophile to me. But to my disappointment no children were in there begging for me to kill them. Hell there was no one and I looked everywhere.

That's not all of what I was doing.

While I was walking around I placed some lit Dynamite. So if anyone is in that castle that I missed I don't have to worry about it. I ran as far back as I could to witness my competitions tree fort burst into flames.

It didn't though.

It just crumbled down onto the earth below. Not as flashy as I wanted it to be but beggars can't be choosers can they. My friends flutter away from the demolition but go right back to my Carnage.

It's starting to get late out and I'm fucking tired from a job well done. I went back to my better and still standing tree house. Washing my knifes so they don't rust I look up at the other competitor. They were a lot more serious on protecting the treehouse. But maybe it's called a mountain fort? Those sisters challenged me long ago and they are cheating by bringing others to defend it. I protect my own tree fort so why shouldn't they. I'll do that later but right now I'm going to take a shit and go to bed.