Title:           Deadmeat Chronicles: Deadmeat vs Rooster
Author:          BadFicWriter
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First Edit:      Tuesday 17th of July 2012 09:23:30 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 17th of July 2012 09:23:30 PM CDT

>You are a maroon unicorn fluffy with a light green mane.
>You have got used to your attached horn.
>You have just got finished playing tickle chase with Charcoal and the one other fluffy in your pen.
>The wounds on your shoulder and leg have healed and only give you a twinge every once in a while.
>You are getting ready to rest and start to walk back to your hay nest.
>Suddenly the pen is kicked, “Looks like you are making me money now killer!”
>You turn and see the monster with the black fluff on his face.
>You get into a defensive stance, “Why yoo hewe?”
>”Because I’m a big better! It doesn’t have much in the way of upward mobility and advancement, but selling meth is a good career choice, lots of money.”
>He reaches into his bag and throws something in front of you.
>It smells good.
>”It was brutal how you killed that other fluffy the other week.”
>“What dis?”, you walk toward it and poke it with one of your hooves.
>”It’s a hamburger, eat up you little cannibal. Think of it as a present for making me money.”
>You nibble a bit then start eating.
>The brown vegetable taste different but you like it.
>”You need protein to keep up your strength.”
>You finish and set back still keeping an eye on the monster.
>”Yea, I was telling everyone at the bar how you beat ten other fluffies. They loved hearing about it.”
>He sees Charcoal behind you, “So is that your bitch there?”
>You look back at Charcoal, “Fwuffy no bish, she fwuffy.”
>”You know, some ways I envy you fluffies. You wanna fuck you just fuck. You never had to sit through a chick flick.”
>You get confused, “Wha chik fwik?”
>”You’ll know dude, the bitch will be crying all the way through it.”
>He turns to leave, “I’m expecting you to make me money tonight.”
>He walks away and you set back.
>You hear the crowd cheer, that means they will come for another fluffy soon.
>Charcoal hunkers down saying something about bad huggies.
>The other fluffy is babbling happily while throwing hay in the air.
>You see the two legged monsters walk toward your pen.
>One looks in, “Congratulations, the boss decided that you guys don’t get new arrivals.”
>”He wants his top killers not to get connected.”
>He looks down at you, “You guys have lasted the longest out of any fluffy.”
>He quickly reaches down and grabs you, “Let’s see if we can fix that!” he growls.
>You are carried roughly to the arena.
>You are placed in, you see several puddles of boo boo juice on the floor being soaked up by the dirt.
>”Holy fucking shit ladies and gentlemen! Ten seconds! Killed that last useless asshole in ten seconds!”
>The crowd is stomping sounding like a stampede.
>The silver furred monster raises his hand and the crowd gets quiet.
>”And now for a treat, the last fight of the evening… We have a modified fluffy to fight!”
>The crowd goes wild again.
>”Place your bets folks, how long will he live? No fluffy has ever gone longer than a minute!”
>”How long until he bleeds!”
>You are looking around the pen, you see no other fluffy.
>”Ok the bets are in and… wait a minute… someone bet that he would win!”
>The crowd roars with laughter.
>”Its ok folks, anything is possible. Some people gamble recklessly!”
>”Let’s start it! Bring in the rooster!”
>Suddenly you see a monster you have never laid eyes on before placed in the pen.
>It is strutting around on two legs and when it sees you it starts to run toward you.
>You find yourself terrified, “Munsta!”
>You turn and run but you can only run in a circle and the rooster cuts you off.
>You lower your horn and puff your cheeks, “Stay way!”
>The chicken lowers its head and puffs its neck feathers.
>”Deadmeat gif munsta owchies!”
>The bird doesn’t listen and starts to peck your horn.
>You poke back trying to get it to go away.
>There is a sudden flurry of feathers and you feel its feet just miss scratching your face.
>The bird’s talons shoot down past your cheeks.
>You jump back and see it still is puffing its neck feathers.
>The bird extends its wings making it look bigger.
>You charge the monster trying to stab it with your horn.
>There is another flurry of feathers as the bird goes over top of you.
>You spin to face the bird feeling your left eye start to burn.
>The bird somehow cut you above your eye and blood is seeping into it.
>The rooster is starting to come back to you.
>Your head starts to twinge as you think about what it is doing.
>You stab a few times and the bird jumps to avoid it.
>You realize you can’t keep up with this feathery terror.
>You think how it cut your eye and sliced down next to your cheek.
>The bird is coming in.
>You think that the bird is coming from one way to hurt you.
>There is a flurry of feathers again.
>You whip your head up.
>You feel a tug on your horn as the bird flies over top of you landing behind you.
>You caught the bird at the bottom of its neck causing blood to pour out.
>The animal weakly crawls around and starts to floppily move toward you.
>You face the bird and charge, your horn down.
>The bird can’t dodge as you ram your sharpened attachment into its back between its wings.
>You pull out and look down, “Deadmeat say munsta to go way!”
>It tries to lift its head.
>You step on it until it quits moving, “Deadmeat gif biggest owchies.”
>Silence, there is no sound.
>The silver furred monster is staring with its mouth open.
>The monster with black fluff on its face jumps up in the back, “Fuck yes!”
>The silver furred monster finally speaks, “Well, this is different… I never expected to say this but…”
>He hops into the arena and picks you up, “Here is your winner!”
>Cheers and boos come from the audience, “I guess the guy who bet on this fucker to live wasn’t such a dumbass after all!”
>You take a moment to look around seeing all the chairs and aisles.
>You are carried back to your pen where Charcoal hugs you as soon as you are put down.
>You hug her back smiling, you feel good you beat a monster.