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Lost Vegas, Part 3: Migration

By: Fuckasaurus_Fuck on Nov 6th, 2012  |  syntax: None  |  size: 3.74 KB  |  hits: 50  |  expires: Never
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  1. >You are Francis, an officer of the Las Vegas Metro Police Department
  2. >A few hours ago, you got a call about some naked guy climbing the fucking Bellagio
  3. >You were on your way to take care of the situation when things changed
  4. "Fucking fluffy ponies! Fucking fuck! FUCK!"
  5. >A fuck-ton of fluffies started pouring into Vegas from the east not too long ago
  6. >Before long, the whole place looked like Cleveland during the onset of their infestation
  7. >Your car got stuck in a mixture of fluff, organs, and diarrhea
  8. >It was sort of your fault for trying to run so many of them over
  9. >You get out of the car and draw your pistol, firing a few times into the sea of fluffies
  10. "I HATE fluffy ponies!"
  11.  
  12. >You are Anon, and you're in a pretty interesting situation
  13. >You woke up on the roof of the Bellagio hotel, naked and surrounded by fluffies
  14. >You promised them all spaghetti, and set off into the hotel
  15. >Starsplash is nowhere to be found for the moment
  16. >As you walk through the halls of the hotel, people begin screaming at the herd of fluffies
  17. "Pfft...fuckin' high rollers never seen a damn fluffy before..."
  18. >You're stopped a few floors down by a bellhop with a small fluffy resting on his shoulder
  19. >The fluffy's wearing a little bellhop outfit
  20. >Cute, kind of like how Starsplash used to-
  21. "Holy shit! Starsplash?"
  22. "Sir, you're going to have to take your fluffies outside."
  23. "Daddeh!"
  24. >You grab the scrawny teenager by the face and shove him down, gracefully catching Starsplash in your arms
  25. "Hey, little buddy! Daddy's here now."
  26. "Anon? Holy shit, man, what's happening?"
  27. >You turn around to see Marcus poking his head out of a room
  28. "Dunno. Fluffies and shit, I guess."
  29. >As you approach, you notice he's wearing ladies' underwear
  30. "Marcus, what are you-"
  31. "Lingerie, because apparently we were super fucked up last night."
  32. "Oh, yeah. That. Well it could've been worse."
  33. >Marcus suddenly begins to look worried
  34. >He leads you over to a window
  35. "Anon, you need to see this..."
  36. >You peer out the window and are shocked by what you see
  37. >It looks almost identical to what happened in Cleveland a while back
  38. "Oh, shit...it's this bad? How?"
  39. >Marcus, having finally found his clothes and gotten dressed, answers
  40. "No idea. Jen thinks it's what's left of that giant herd."
  41. >Even at half its size, the Cleveland Herd could easily still number in the hundreds of thousands
  42. >Maybe even a little over a million
  43. "But...why would they come HERE? I mean, Spaghetti Land I understand, but Vegas?"
  44. "I've been wondering that myself. I don't know either, but we need to get the hell out of here as soon as possible."
  45.  
  46. Four Months Ago:
  47. >You are Dusty, Earth Fluffy
  48. >You're part of the biggest fluffy herd EVER
  49. >There must be at least...at least 10 fluffies!
  50. >You're so happy, but you're also hungry
  51. >All the dummy fluffies ate all the spaghetti at Sketti Land
  52. >You and your friends try to find grassies, but the ground is a meanie
  53. >All it gives you is icky rocks and hard black stuff
  54. >But then, one of the Smarty Friends figured out how you can get nummies!
  55. >He saw it on a magic talky-box
  56. >The Smarty said some place called "Lots Bigga" has all the nummies you can eat
  57. >It was just an ad to draw in tourists, but you don't know that
  58. >All you know is that nummies are good
  59. >All your friends agree
  60. >With that, you and the hundreds of thousands of other fluffies all set out
  61.  
  62. >Just a few weeks after Cleveland fell to the fluffies, it was abandoned by them
  63. >They stuck mainly to uninhabited areas, and traveled by night, protected only by their sheer numbers
  64. >Their ranks swelled as they gained more and more fluffies from scattered herds
  65. >Those that refused to join were simply trampled by the colossal tide of fluff
  66. >Within a few months, the herd reached Las Vegas, and the City of Lights was lost