Title: Obeying Gravity Author: eleven Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/85nSxpmj First Edit: Tuesday 17th of July 2012 06:26:31 AM CDT Last Edit: Tuesday 17th of July 2012 06:26:31 AM CDT >your fluffy pony is a gelatinous fucking blob >it's no longer cute; you decide to get rid of it >One day after work you construct a pulley system >You tell your fluffy to meet you at the front door >"Wut goin' on, daddy? Pway new game?" >You roll him on his side into the front yard, the entire time explaining the situation >It's mostly for your benefit; there's no fucking way he has any clue what's going to happen or why >Fluffies can only love unconditiona-blah blah blah >Whoever made that rule hasn't seen this talking waterbed >"Well fluffy, you're kind of gross, and I don't like looking at you anymore, so I'm going to drop you off the roof, and hopefully you pop like a balloon." >He perks up: "Fwuffy wuv bawwoons!" >You roll your eyes and you strap him in >You make sure to put him in the harness backward; fluffy ponies are scared of heights >Surprisingly, this thing is sturdier than you thought it was going to be; he makes it to the roof with little problems, giggling and cooing about how fun this new game was >He gets up to the roof and you soon follow, climbing a latter up after him >You sit on the edge of the roof, your pet fluffy wondering "wew did evwybody go?" >You spin him around; he notices how high up he is and starts bawling >"NUUUU! FWUFFY DUN WIKE HIGH UP! PWEASE WAN' DOWN!" >You watch him shit and piss himself in fear; luckily you wore gloves >Eventually you run out of time to listen to him whine and roll his tubby, fluffy ass over the edge >He screams loud enough to piss off some dogs as he falls >He lands, but not with the splat you were hoping for, more of a crunch >A pool of blood stars forming around the fluffy >"OWWWWIIEEE! FWUFFY OUCHIES!" >You know he isn't going to last much longer, that's why you don't bother to snuff him out >You eventually give a couple of those dogs the corpse to apologize