This is a branching story, check the first on http://pastebin.com/JRPkHf97 by Netherpony!
 
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>Under the sea,
>Under the broken lighthouse,
>Under the watery grave,
>Under the metallic wall,
>Where sea water drips and floods the room,
 
>Lies you.
 
>Welcome to rapture.
 
>Your hand drapes lifelessly as you trudge along the corridor.
>You cannot feel it, but you know she is down there.
>The slow, monotonic thump is followed by soft pitter-patter on the wet floor.
>You let out a low hum, assured that the area will stay as it is.
>No attacks, no ambushes.
>Safe.
>Sliding your helmet through the chest guard, spotting the tiny sister by your side.
>The light from your helmet illuminates her facial details.
>The grayed skin, slightly-peeled band-aid and her decaying brown hair.
>Of course, her glowing eyes.
>Just like daddy.
>You straighten your sights, and continue your path.
>A gentle push comes from behind you, urging you to go faster.
>A glance to the right shows you your last sister.
>A voice said she was too old.
>It also said it was time to go.
>You see other daddies ushered by Big Sisters.
>As each of you step into a pod, you spot all kinds of daddies.
>A slouched, brawny daddy goes to your left, a tall, upright daddy to your right.
>You put your weapon to the side of the pod, and prepare to enter.
>The pod shakes at your weight, as you turned to take up a comfortable position.
>You call out to your sister to come, making room by your weapon and left leg.
>As she skips her way to you, Big Sister steps in.
>Her glow turns red, and she grabs little sister.
>Her sudden movements startle you as well, with you letting off the warning yellow glow.
>You also hear the distressed calls of other daddies.
>The sisters.
>The sisters were in danger.
>You reach to the sides of the pod to push yourself out.
>Noticing this, Big Sister jumps into action.
>She pushes little sister backwards, and kicks you back into the pod.
>The ring of the metal wall feels like it silenced the room.
>Actually it has gotten silent.
>You hear hisses of steam engines, and many machinery coming to life.
>Before you can do anything else, the pod seals shut.
>You bang and bash at the door, only able to see little sister helpless.
>As your own pod begins to work, you give in.
>Through the only porthole of the pod, you stare at your sister silently.
>Big Sister lets your sister go now, and she immediately comes rushing at you.
>With watery eyes and the air of defeat, sister can only place a hand on the glass.
>You do the same.
>You let out a soft growl, your glow back to green.
>’Mister Rosie’ she mouths out the words, reaching onto the purse you found for her the other day.
>She takes out a doll of you, and fits the weapon-holding arm on the edge of the porthole.
>She bends the arm and inserts what should be the elbow into a tight opening.
>After making sure it is secure, she backs away, and hops onto the back of Big Sister.
>The sisters, big and little, leaves, and the corridor go dark.
>After a while, you see bubbles forming to a white line.
>You know these bubbles so well.
>Sea water.
>They are flooding the room.
>Not like it will bother you, but you try to break out nevertheless.
>You take what little room you have to hit the door, even banging your helmet to the glass.
>The doll hangs onto the porthole, intending to accompany you.
>Your eye lids grow heavy, and you rest your head on the pod wall.
>It resonates with a loud clang, and the sound is soon drowned out.
>But now, it is time to sleep…
 
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>You hear a loud bang in the darkness.
>Something shoots up to the air, and you hear a distant clang.
>Opening your eyes, you see a bright sphere on the tall ceiling.
>You’ve never seen ceilings in that colour.
>Some black dots move across the room.
>It is a room?
>It seemed more… spacious than what you have seen before.
>Outside of the buildings was the sea.
>It was always the sea.
>Something you have grown accustomed to, something you lived for so long.
>And yet-
>You get to your knees, and scoop the dry substance.
>Its form cracks and crumbles on your palm, and it suddenly dissipates into the air.
>You watch it fly away, your vision clear as ever.
>You moved as if you were inside, but outside!
>The sea, simply put, gone away.
>A completely new world meets your eyes, a world full of lush, green structures.
>They were short and looked very fragile.
>You leave your pod behind, not forgetting your weapon.
>Taking hold of your rivet gun, you continue your path, on a blind objective.
>Trudging on through the thick build up of these strange objects, your boot kicks something hard.
>Looking down, you see the pod door.
>Reaching down and turning it over, you only see the severed arm of the doll.
>Humming sadly, you bend down and pick it up.
>Now you had an objective.
>You need to find sister.
 
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>”Come on, Sweetie! Give it up!”
>”Just, one, more, try.”
>Tiny pair of hooves shook desperately, trying to reach a strange object on the branch.
>Scootaloo supported her up, her fore-hooves balancing Sweetie’s hind hooves.
>With on final jump, Sweetie Belle flew through the air, and managed to catch the doll.
>The smooth surface was pressed onto her face, as she landed a few feet away from Scootaloo.
>Nursing her face and non-existent pride, Sweetie Belle held up her prize.
>It was an odd doll; its head was what seemed like a baseball ball.
>Two metal wires were attached to the head’s each side.
>A watch was burrowed at the centre, protected by two metal wires forming something like a cage.
>Three nails were set around the watch, one above, and two under.
>Its arms seemed to be made from rope, going into a doll body.
>Red shoelace fastened with a nail clip held a can to the doll’s back.
>It was extremely dirty, and smelled of salt water.
>Sweetie could barely make out the red stripes on the doll’s leg.
>It seemed to have lost an arm.
>”What’s- Ew!” Scootaloo recoiled at the sight.
>”What’s that?!” She asked.
>”I don’t know, I think it’s a doll!”
>”Are you sure? It looks more like junk to me.”
>Sweetie looked at the doll once more.
>”I don’t know… It feels special.”
>”Psh, yeah, whatever.” Scootaloo, her interest extinguished, began to walk away.
>”H-Hey! Wait up!” Sweetie chased after her friend, taking the doll with her.
>Applebloom would’ve loved it, Sweetie thought.
>Maybe she’ll visit her tomorrow.
>She was sick, the doctors said so, but she looked fine.
>Rarity said she was sick in the head.
>But Sweetie didn’t understand, how can you be sick in the head?
 
>”How was your- EW! What is that barbaric device, darling?” Rarity nearly spat out her drink.
>”It’s a doll!”
>”No, that’s trash, dear, throw it away!”
>”No, it’s cute! Look at it!” Sweetie put the doll against her sister’s face.
>Rarity, after jumping two meters backwards, visibly recoiled.
>”Is- is that a watch?”
>Sweetie nodded eagerly, as she began to make her way upstairs.
>”And where do you think you’re going?” Rarity asked.
>”Well, I have to wash it now, duh.”
>Rarity, barely keeping herself contained, resumed her work, lest her mind be assaulted with thoughts of the vile object.
 
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>Pushing through the green layers, you manage to escape the sage entanglement.
>It was odd, it gave away as you went by it, and it was easily broken.
>You never seen something like that back in the industrial zone.
>It was dark now, another ball of light up high.
>Could this be the gardens many sisters talked about?
>They never mentioned the giant light source.
>It hurt to look at it.
>You finally set your eyes on a cluster of light nearby.
>You can hear sounds, music, all kinds of noise coming from there.
>Even voices.
>After a good walk of fifteen minutes, you reach the small area.
>It seems like a settlement, quiet and nice.
>The bad people could be hiding anywhere.
>Still moving, you catch the sound of a scream.
>You quickly turn around, but no bad people.
>Only weird creatures.
>Strange creatures.
>Its mouth is open, and it is letting out a distressed noise.
>”Another of them!” it shouts, before retreating quickly.
>And with that, the town comes to life.
>Lights switch on, and more of the creatures dart out of the buildings.
>They are much bigger, and they seemed to be armed.
>They surround you, their weapons aimed at you.
>You raise your rivet gun, and let out a yellow a glow.
>With a thundering roar, you warn the creatures.
>They look slightly discouraged, and back off.
>You take the cue and begin to walk again, glad to avoid the conflict.
>Suddenly, you hear a loud clang on the back of your helmet.
>And then, tens more.
>You feel no pain, however, and you are now agitated.
>Your helmet glows red, and you raise your weapon.
>You fire away, landing a shot on each one of them.
>They go down quite quickly, not needing you to waste more of your rivet.
>Soon enough, they disperse- many dead amongst their ranks.
>You ignore the scene and move on, searching for your sister.
 
>Sweetie Belle ducked as she heard the roar outside.
>Rarity was with her, cowering as well.
>Sweetie, ever so curious, peeked over her window to see the monster.
>It looked alike the one that came up in the newspaper, and like the one that kidnapped Applebloom.
>It had this weird looking device, something that resembled a vacuum cleaner.
>The monster held it with both hands, and promptly aimed it at the loyal guards.
>She saw small bursts of fire at the tip of the machine, and as it glowed, a guard dropped!
>It quickly knocked everyone down, and began to move on.
>Its eye was red with anger, as it began to destroy the place.
>Not Applejack’s stand!
>More guards arrived, but they seemed to be afraid of the monster.
>It growled and roared, breaking through anything with its powerful arms.
>Several unicorn guards managed to subdue it with their magic, barely holding on.
>It thrashed even more, fighting back the magic.
>It seemed rabid, its machine still going off.
>It jumped to the side, and was thrown by the magic of the guards.
>Flying at the impact, the creature slammed right into the Carousel Boutique.
>Rarity dragged Sweetie backwards, practically blowing out her throat.
>It groaned and slowly got up, and managed to face Sweetie and Rarity.
>The two sisters froze in place, fearing their death.
>The creature, however, ignored them and got up.
>Then Sweetie saw it.
>A small piece of rope hung on its belt.
>It seemed so familiar that-
>He must be looking for his doll!
>Sweetie sprang up and ran up the stairs, with Rarity chasing her in full hysterics.
>Sweetie pulled out the newly cleaned doll, and ran outside.
>”SWEETIE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” Rarity shrieked.
>”He wants his doll back, sis! He wants it back!”
>”What?!”
>Sweetie groaned.
>”You don’t get it!”
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>Jumping under the broken cart, Sweetie saw the monster pinned by the magic again.
>Taking no more time, Sweetie jumped into action, the doll on her magic grip.
>The guards immediately stopped as soon as they saw Sweetie jump in, afraid they might hurt a filly.
 
>You slowly get to your feet, reaching for your gun.
>But you are faced with a smaller creature.
>It did not have any weapons.
>”Hello, mister! Are you looking for this?”
>The white little animal hands you your sister’s doll.
>But, it can’t be…
>You can feel the ADAM within her.
 
>Sweetie watched as he slowly took the doll, and take out the arm.
>It tried to reconnect the arm, simply by tapping the two ends.
>Sweetie used some of her magic- which she learned from her sister- to fix the doll.
>It took the doll on one hand, and looked down at her.
>Its eye turned green, and it crouched in front of her.
>The guards stood by in awe, seeing a filly stop this monster.
>It took Sweetie by her back and plopped her behind his head.
>Then it began to walk around.
>The guards stood in confusion, the fight ended so abruptly.
>Sweetie was scared, but then she found her new found height fun.
>It was like having another daddy.
>A tall, big daddy.
 
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>As you began to walk around the dead bodies, you cannot help but to feel calm.
>You found your little sister.
>And as you feel the world ripe of ADAM.
>Nothing will separate the two of you again.
 
End? (y/n)