- >You feel your way around the cosmos
- >You've have quite enough
- >This plane of existence is all dried up
- >You and all these other gods bickering over the final few scraps of the pathetic thing once known as"Humanity".
- >It's just not fun anymore
- >Sure, going somewhere else would mean you'd have to start over
- >Well, better than this shithole
- >You fill your omniscient form out over the whole of this universe
- >You feel a gravitational pull on several parts of yourself
- >You choose one at random, and hope for the best
- >Your infinite form squeezes down smaller and smaller until it is smaller then the smallest of particles
- >You fling yourself
- >You slip through time itself
- >Everything is black for a while.
- >You honestly hope you didn't miscalculate
- >If you dropped down through the wrong crack in spacetime.. you could drift for quite a few eons before hitting anything
- >You'd rather not have that happen
- >Thankfully though, you feel yourself righted as you enter a new universe
- >Before anything you stretch out and feel around
- >Nobody hear but you
- >A virgin universe?
- >Excellent. You love virgins.
- >You search around the countless stars for a few eons
- >lifeless planets. Lifeless planets everywhere.
- >Finally, you feel one
- >Oh?
- >You look down upon it, and feel it with your presence
- >You feel many vibrant life forms exist here, scattered and varied
- >You ponder as you examine
- >Suddenly, you feel a great power
- >The FUCKING PLANET TURNS LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER
- >Jesus, almost snapped off some of your eternal consciousness
- >Well, not really.
- >Where did that come from?
- >You feel around and find a Pony
- >She's much bigger than the others, and seems divine and powerful
- >She rotates this planet, and within a few moments for you you feel her sister move the planet and the moon about
- >Interesting, interesting.
- >You decide here would be a good place to set up shop
- >You'll get a fell for the local cosmic entities later
- >And enslave them; later.
- >You always liked to start small
- >Grounding yourself in time was always your first step
- >Being timeless and ever-present doesn't seem to help you much
- >So, you decide to make your entrance subtle but still present
- >You look through moments in the time, and select one moment and place
- >You imprint all your supreme being in one place and time
- >You being experience events in real time
- >A Pony walks through the mountains
- >Dying, dying of thirst
- >She got lost
- >She felt so alone and hopeless and scared
- >What she wouldn't do for a savior...
- >Just then, she heard something move
- "Who's there?" She said, spinning around in terror
- >You feel up yourself, flexing your new presence
- >You are much smaller then before, but also more condensed and strong
- >You can't move though
- >Such is the life of a statue
- >You reach outward and tickle the mind of the small, insignificant creature near you
- >The Pony suddenly tenses up
- >It had never felt the mind of another being before
- >She turned around and slowly trotted towards a cranny in the rocks
- >She squeezed through, being pulled by some force she couldn't understand
- >She then got through and turned a corner and froze
- >Before her was a statue
- >It was a many armed thing, it's shape a crude imitation of a horse with horrible tendrils and beaks and eyes covering itself
- >You tried your best to make the idol look like the residents of this world, but you got side-tracked. There is just so much about them... to improve.
- >The pony clenched as she laid eyes upon the idol
- >She had never seen something like this before
- >It just sat there
- >But she could feel a horrible thing brush against her mind
- >It was around her, on all sides
- >Inside her
- >She felt a horrible revulsion and comfort
- >Then, the thing seemed to guide her forward
- >She could hardly understand the vast, complex thoughts of the thing she was around
- >She only could feel a portion of the thoughts, too much and she would surely die.
- >She clopped ever forward, her natural urge to bolt had been seized up by the thing before her
- >Once she got close, she noticed a bowl under the figure
- >It was filled with water
- >She stared at the idol, and even though it remained unmoving she felt as if it was beckoning her
- >Daring her
- >Offering
- >The pony felt herself calm down
- >The massive presence had backed off
- >She felt the pressure die down
- >She still felt like leaving, but she no longer felt like running
- >She was thirsty though
- >So terribly thirsty
- >Do it.. Do it you fuck
- >Do I have to fucking hold your hand, you stupid pony
- >Shit goddamn
- >You're little biological body requires atoms that are in the EXACT FUCKING configuration of two Hydrogen and one Oxygen
- >Don't blame me you're so picky about what you ingest
- >Fuck man, I blink and eons pass, and this bitch is taking forever
- >I can't believe this shit...
- >The Pony feels herself cough
- >Her throat cries out, demanding the sweet release
- >She felt like something was up here, but she had to
- >She leaned forward, her head ever approaching the idol
- >As she got closer, she realized it only got more detailed
- >She dry heaved
- >She then closed her eyes and probed the air until the tip of her muzzle felt the water
- >She then dipped it in and began to draw from it
- >Sweet, Sweet release
- >The pain melted away, the water so pure and fine
- >She soon drew back, alive and satisfied
- >As soon as she finished, she felt the presence again
- >She suddenly couldn't control herself
- >She looked down at the gross statue
- >it had several horns on its head, but the center on was the far most hideous and long
- >It was also very sharp
- >She leaned forward, her face inches away from the tip
- "No nononono."
- >She stopped
- >Leaning backwards, she felt relief
- >The presence seemed to leave her
- >She felt a clam wash over her
- >Then, suddenly, a force far stronger enveloped her
- >She felt herself lift her hoof far in the air
- >And slam it down onto the sharp point of the statue's horn
- >She howled in pain
- >She drew her hoof back, and then proceeded to beat it against the side of the bowl
- >She cried out in pain, again and again
- >Each time, the wound forced out more blood that oozed into the bowl
- >After a minute, she stopped
- >She drew her foot down but held it gently, it was sore and hard to walk on
- >She looked down at the pool of blood she had made
- >The blood seemed to be absorbed into the bowl
- >The statue glowered at her
- >She turned around and ran, forcing herself through the crack in the rock with great speed and almost injuring herself in the process
- >She ran home, suddenly she knew where it was
- >She didn't stop running and running and running until she reached it
- >She collapsed on the bed
- >She lived the rest of her life peacefully and free of worry
- >But once in a while, she'd look to the mountains where she had been lost
- >And she would shiver
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- >Many years later
- >Diamond Dogs dug through the rubble of a mountain
- "Why are we digging 'ere, again?" one asked
- >Another one slapped the first
- "Duh, you idiot, we diggy here because the gems always come up after a big earthquake!"
- >the other one scratches his head in thought, and then nods stupidly
- "oh, ok. Tha' was the reason."
- >They dig in silence for a minute or two
- >Suddenly, they open up to a chamber
- >Within, they find a dim light
- >The Diamond Dogs go inside
- >They see, all over the walls, gems and jewels
- >They cannot believe it
- >As they scan the room, they see a horrible statue
- >They ignore the gems for a second and walk over to it
- "Wut?"
- "Iz a statue, you dolt."
- "Well, yea', idiot. How could you not see it?"
- "I knew that you two deadbeats! I'm asking wut is it?!"
- >he points to the statue's form
- "It looks like a pony."
- "Yea' you dolt, what did you thin-"
- >The dog slaps the other one
- "Don' start with that again!"
- >The third dog gets closer
- "It looks like a pony, but it's all... wierd."
- >He reaches forward
- >As soon as he touches it, he draws back reviled
- "Wut?"
- >The dog takes a second to compose itself before speaking
- "It's all.. slimy! And gross and stuff!"
- >They all look at the statue
- >Then, a voice is heard
- "You three. Do you see the riches in this cave?"
- >They are silent, shivering in fear
- "The treasures can support many, but only one may have. Of you three, only one may have my treasure. Who will it be?"
- >The voice dies down
- >You clear one of your hundreds of gurgling god throats after that little speech
- >oh my eternity this is going to be fun to watch
- >One dogs steps forward toward the statue and bowl
- "Me! I found the cave first, so I should get it."
- >The second places a paw on the first's shoulder
- "Hey, wait-a minnite! I dug out the most rocks!"
- >Oh shit yes, I've made the right choice
- >I just wish I had some intergalatic pop-corn for this
- >The dogs begin to push and shove
- >The three of them begin to feel greed beyond measure
- >It was not uncommon for a little thievery between dogs, but this time it was serious
- >Testosterone ran high
- >The three begin to fight
- >Claws and fur flies
- >The biggest of the three grabs one of the other two
- >He starts beating the shit out of him nearby the statue
- "Is this wat you want thar, mr.statue man?" He asks, standing over the brusied body of the other dog, still alive but defeated
- "No." a voice range out
- "Then wat do you wa-"
- "HE WANTS THIS!"
- The other dog jumps from behind the big one, and slams his face down onto the statue
- >The unbreakable horns pierce the dog's skull, and blood seeps into the bowl below
- >The dog who was beaten scurries to stand up
- "What are you doing? Go away crazee dog!" the bruised one said, trying to escape the chamber
- >The crazed dog leaps and catches him by the tail
- >reaching out, he grabs a gem from the wall
- >he begins to smash the head in of the bruised dog
- >Again and again
- >the gem pulverizes the skull of the second dog, and he dies
- >blood and gore stains the perfect gem
- >The dog stands up, and walks to the statue
- "Is that what you wanted, statue man?"
- >The statue is silent
- >The dog looks at what he's done and suddenly feels pain in his chest
- "Oh no! My brothers.. what have I done?"
- >He tries to shake them to wake them up, but it was no use, they were both dead
- >Murdered at his hand
- >The dog cries to itself, the pain of its actions too much for it
- >It is so remorseful
- >he crawls to the statue
- >he pulls his dead brother's body off of the horns
- >He looks at the horrid pony thing underneath, its horn red with the blood
- "Statue man... I have done what you ask... But I don't want my treasure.. I want to be with my brothers again!"
- >The statue is silent, but the pool seems to shiver
- >It begins to spell something out
- >a voice rings out to the dog again
- "Say my name, dog. And then, I will give you a chance to be with your brothers again. You will serve me, but you will be forever bound to them."
- >The dog reads the text in the pool, and feels a dark energy rise within him, but in order for it to work, he needed to speak.
- "A...A...A..." he began, the word horrible and awful and twisting to his tounge
- "A'Nown!"
- >As soon as the word is spoken, the dog is flung back
- >He is pressed to the floor by an invisible force
- >bloods gushes from the pool
- >it creeps across the floor, slowly making a circle around the dog
- >soon, the blood seeps to the bodies of his brothers and they start to jitter and shake
- >the limbs become awakened, the crawl
- >their eyes still wide open and dead, but the bodies move
- >the dog in the circle begins to scream
- >the bodies soon enter the circle, and there is snapping and popping
- >the dog finds no recourse in unconsciousness, he must remain awake
- >the three diamond dogs are bound and joined together
- >a horrid thing, with mutant legs and arms, some fused and others not, its three heads sliding into position
- >he feels his hot blood being pumped into the cold viens of his brothers
- >he feels their dead flash weigh him down and shiver as his working nerves power them
- >the whole mass shivers and shakes
- >it slowly sits up, and stands up
- >the creature pants and breathes
- >foam forms near the corner of its mouthes, the froth dripping into the other snapping jaw
- >the other eyes remain dead and slow, but still roll in the sockets lazily
- >the statue speaks once again
- "Come to me, my Cerberus. You are mine now. Come; and join your brothers for eternity."
- >the beast walks towards the statue and seems to fade away into darkness
- >ready, waiting, watching.
- >And once again, the statue stays in the darkness
- >ready, waiting, watching.
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- END OF PART 1
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