>In the Palace of the Abraxo Queen
I stood atop the pedestal overlooking the bubbling vat of the Bleach Pit. The sweet smell of the cleansing fluid filled my nostrils, though I could hear my bodyguard trying to stifle gags. I pitied these lesser creatures who could barely stand to be in the presence of these holy substances. Regardless, a Queen needs subjects, and this faithful and ravishing young mare proved a perfect example.
The doors were flung open as my guards brought forth today's offender: a cyborg who had stumbled into the palace in a drunken stupor and vomited all over the great hall. I had tolerated this buffoon for quite some time, but now I have decided that enough is enough. The guards brought her to the edge of the pit whilst I put on my best “Your Queen Is Going Skullfuck You” face.
“Cyborg, you have defiled my halls for the last time,” I snarled, watching the little criminal cower. “Now you must pay the ultimate price.” She then, like many others before her, began to grovel. “Y-you can’t do this, Pip!” she started, “R-remember that time back at Tenpony? Wasn’t that fun?” I paused for a second, pondering this. I finally reached my answer.
“Guards. Dip her.”