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Soviet Smarty 4.5

By: Sovietanon on Jun 10th, 2012  |  syntax: None  |  size: 4.99 KB  |  hits: 61  |  expires: Never
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  1. "whats that?" you say like you hadn't heard them
  2. >"WET SMAWTY OUWT PWEASE WET SMAWTY OUT GWAG SCAWY!" it yells as loud as it can
  3. "if want out you'll have to play game"
  4. >the expressions on the fluffies light up, all but "king's"
  5. >he looks confused
  6. >"wha game we pway? king no wan' pway wif meanie fwuffy" he sputters
  7. >Self centered idiot tries to steal from you and then call YOU the asshole
  8. >well you'll show that little parasite who the the asshole is
  9. >you open the cage grab the smarty by his horn, ellicting a startled cry of pain
  10. >then you slam the cage door shut so the others don't escape
  11. >you need a suitable punishment for this bourgioes fluffy
  12. >you pick over the junk pile in front of you looking for a suitable torture tool
  13. >didn't want to kill him right off, You need the location of his herd first
  14. >they'd be easy to annex without this little napoleon leading them
  15. >you spy exactly what you need, sitting on top of the pile is a half functioning bicycle
  16. >you can't believe someone would throw out a bike just because the front wheel was bent and the seat was gone
  17. >after a few modifications your new grindwheel is ready
  18. >the mechanisim is genius, you turn the pedal and the back wheel spins
  19. >after signifacant speed is built you can press the subject against the wheel for maximum pain
  20. >the best part was it was hardly lethal, just really painful, think of terrible road rash or a nasty rubber burn
  21. >you hold the quietly sobbing smarty over the wheel and start to crank the pedal
  22.  
  23. >you start talking to the thing, keeping a pretty level tone dispite how angry you were
  24. "Have you heard of Vorkuta?"
  25. >you weren't even speaking in terms the fluffy could comprehend
  26. >you were talking for your sake
  27. "Im used to be in charge of discipline there"
  28. >the malice just drips off of your words
  29. >even the fluffy, despite not understanding a word of what you said, understood the implications just fine
  30. >he voids his bowels all over the spinning tire
  31. >how much shit can these little puffballs hold?
  32. >It's not like you care, in fact this will be all the worse
  33. >the smarty also starts crying and pleading for his life
  34. >"Fwuffy sowwy pwease wet king go no wan' pway game! ovva fwuffies hewp hewp smawty hewp king!" he screeches, and you mean screeches
  35. >the other fluffies just stare, they can't move from sheer fright
  36. >this is just like the good old days, putting some poor bastard to the rack while his comrades look on knowing they're next
  37. >the feeling is enough to bring your mood up quite a bit
  38. >this plan was the best plan you've had since coming to the states
  39. "now, The game we play is..."
  40. >you try to relate "tell me everything or I grind your stupid little face off" into fluffy terms
  41. >then a smile cracks your hard visage
  42. "...truth or dare"
  43. >you didn't tell him about the rules of this brand of truth or dare though
  44. >you figure he'll pick it up as he goes along
  45.  
  46. >the pony looks less terrified now
  47. >"king bewst at game King win an' stupidm fwuffy wose" he says sticking his tounge out at you
  48. >your pretty sure this one was a housepet before it came here
  49. >it's pissy attitude is all the evidence you need
  50. "lets hope you do"
  51. >you say that with sarcasm but the pony perks up thinking you really ment it
  52. >he won't be so happy in a minute
  53. "truth or dare?"
  54. >the fluffy contemplates his options, like really does, likewhatthefuckdudethereareonlytwochoiceswhydoyouneedtotakesolong
  55. >after what seems like 10 minutes the smarty finally pipes up
  56. >"dawe fwuffy best at dawe" great, you thought he'd do that
  57. "okay, here we go"
  58. >you roughly jam the side of his head against the shit covered spinning disc
  59. >he squeals like a wounded rabbit and you press a bit harder
  60. >you finally pull him up, and where it's not brown it's bright red
  61. >fragile little thing, but it's nothing but surface damage
  62. "truth or dare"
  63. >"king... no wn pway, fwuffy no wan' huwt no huwt fwuffy" the creature whines in between sobs
  64. "truth or dare"
  65. >"OO STUPID FWUFFY KING SAY NO WAN' PWY NO MOWE" the unicorn defiantly shouts
  66. >you slam his head back down onto the wheel and pedal extra fast
  67. >you pull him back up to eye level
  68. "if you dont pick, I pick"
  69. >the fluffy sobs harder, his little brain can't quite understand what you want from him
  70. >you'll have to ask the tire if he can see about grinding it into hime
  71. >again and again and again
  72. >"truth or dare"
  73. >"Twoof twoof, no huwt fwuffy" the smarty sobs, blood leaking from his shredded ear
  74. "where are your freinds"
  75. >"fwends wive in big foodies, no huwt king no huwt fwuffy no mowe, why boo boo juice come out" he sobs out
  76. "and now for punishment"
  77. >hearing that the smarty flips his shit entirely "NO MOWE HUWT NO MOWE GAME FWUFFY MEAN FWUFFY HUWT SMAWTY HEWP FWENDS HEWP"
  78. >none of the others make a sound
  79. >you flip the pony upside down and press his horn against the wheel
  80. >through the agonizing wails of the smarty and the constant bowel voiding you work for half an hour grinding that little fucker's horn off
  81. >you then stomp on his crown in front of him, then toss him back in with the others
  82. >let the little shits rot
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