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| HeartmendSoar #957705 5 months ago |
Nightmarity! :D |
| Anonymous #957770 5 months ago |
I always knew that Rarity was a NIGGER |
| Frisby #958134 5 months ago |
Hey, I read that fic, it was pretty good. |
| MysteryEzekude #958135 5 months ago |
Same voice actress! :D |
| Anonymous #958259 5 months ago |
You're new in Ponyville. You just got off the train & you're here to see one Rarity, a fashion designing pony. Canterlot fashion was always interesting to you, so it's a surprise to see some from Ponyville, the more traditional of Equestria.
It's nighttime when you get off the train. The rain & storms have moved in to help Sweet Apple Acres grow more of their delicious apples, which you've had a few of yourself. Trotting around the currently rain-soaked Ponyville, you search around through the sheets of rain until you find Rarity's home, one of the most fabulous structures in Ponyville. You test the door with a simple knock. No answer. You knock again. No answer. You knock harder. The door opens itself, revealing the inner sanctum of a fashion designer pony, but no fashion designer pony to be seen. You rush inside to escape the rain; you'll just have to tell Rarity you're sorry about the wet hoofprints. Inside her boutique, it's very dark. Silhouettes of clothing & fabric rolls are neatly organized; mannequin ponies stand with a gentle bit of wear & tear on them. Nothing out of the ordinary it seems... except for the faint sound of magic being used to light up the lamps strung throughout. "Marvelous isn't it, darling?" a voice questions behind you. You turn around to see Rarity... or what should be Rarity. Her flesh & fur is the same jet black darkness of Nightmare Moon; her cutie mark is exactly that of Nightmare Moon, and her free-flowing mane & tail brings back memories of the darker half of Luna. "Well, since you're here, we might as well get started" Nightmarity says. The lamps all go out. Instantly you're wrapped, bound & gagged with rolls of fabric & forced on the floor. You hear the sound of magic once more & see the gleam of what looks like scissors & other cutting tools. "Don't worry. It'll be painless" Nightmarity says. The screams echoed through the night, drowned out by the drenching rain. |