Title: The Crane Game Author: DumpSmarty Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/beHYXX2D First Edit: Thursday 19th of April 2012 01:02:21 AM CDT Last Edit: Thursday 19th of April 2012 01:02:21 AM CDT >Work in a fluffy pony adoption center >Business is rough >Nowhere near enough sales to keep inventory manageable >Desperate, you decide to take a chance >People gamble all the time for shit they don't want/need >The fun is the risk >You buy a crane machine game and set it up in the front of the center >Only put a few fluffies in at first >Can't risk them destroying the machine with their feces >Water bottle to keep them hydrated, a grate system for the floor that allows for easy cleaning on the floor >Has potential >That day, your center is chosen for a school field trip >Roughly 15 children, ages 8-9 >They see the crane game and go to play >Fluffies are terrified of the claw at first >Babble about 'da scawy musta' and how they want 'hewp' and 'pwease no huwt fwuffy!' >4 kids have tried unsuccessfully to get fluffies from the game, netting you an $8 profit >The fifth kid finally gets lucky when the fluffies are too tired to run anymore >It struggles and cries about the pinchies from the claw >It screams as it's suddenly released down the prize shoot >It shoots out the hole and lands in the arms of a little girl >The little girl snuggles her new fluffy baby >The fluffy has forgotten it's trauma and babbles happily about being picked >The other fluffies see this and are now jumping for the claw >They want to get picked next   >Another little girl steps up to win a fluffy >The fluffies are all cheering and encouraging the girl to 'pick fwuffy' >The claw descends >The fluffies fight to get into the claw's grip >A blue pegasus succeeds, trying to put his scruff between the claw's fingers >The claw snaps shut, forcing the claw into one of it's eyes instead >The flailing screaming fluffy slowly lifts off the ground as the claw begins it's journey to the prize chute >It's squirming is making the claw dig deeper, causing trails of crimson to stain it's blue fluffy face and chest >The little girl is wide eyed with shock >The remaining fluffies are hugging each other and shitting faster than the grate system can handle >The claw releases the squealing fluffy into the prize chute >It lands back-of-its-neck first on the edge of the chute >It hangs there for a second, slowly sliding forward >Finally it dislodges, it's head whipping forward and smacking the glass >The girl screams as she comes eye to eyes with her limp, one eyed fluffy for that split second >It tumbles out the chute and slams into her stomach >The little girl, her pink Jem t-shirt splattered with fluffy blood, falls on her backside and sits squealing with horror >Most of the kids are screaming and crying >A chorus of 'No pick fwuffy!' can be heard wafting from the prize chute >A fat little boy in a fanny pack is tugging on your shirt waving a $20 >Reluctantly, you fetch him a couple rolls of coins >The shelter IS still really crowded