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- >You are a monster.
- >You feed off blood.
- >You are a vampire fluffy.
- >And tonight you are going to claim a fluffy pony for your meal.
- >You are skulking along the sidewalk.
- >Your little cape flutters behind you.
- >Then you see her, a beautiful unicorn and her daddy.
- >He is wearing a trench coat and holding a long leather leash attached to her neck.
- >They walk to a large house and go through the door.
- >You lick your lips at the thought of tasting her blood.
- >You can almost taste it now and you smack your lips.
- >You notice you taste it even more.
- >You notice that you really are tasting blood.
- >You have bit your tongue by accident.
- >You run around yelling until your tongue quits bleeding.
- >You focus back at the house.
- >You turn into a fluffy bat to swoop in.
- >You see her sitting in the middle of the floor.
- >You flap your wings faster building up speed.
- *WATHUD*
- >You slam into the window and bounce off.
- >You stagger in front of the home.
- >You see that the house has a pet door.
- >You change back into your fluffy form and tip toe inside.
- >You look around and see that the man has taken off his coat.
- >He is dressed in black wearing a clerical collar.
- >He seems to be an old man and has taken out his hearing aid.
- >Your fluff feels hot in this house.
- >You see the man is looking down at his fluffy pony waving his finger.
- >She has done a bad poopie.
- >He points to a room and tells her to do atonement.
- >She walks away crying with her head held down.
- >You stalk toward where she went.
- >you bump a stand.
- >It starts to wobble.
- >A gold plated bowl tips off the side and falls landing next to you.
- >Liquid comes spilling out cover you.
- >You feel like your body is on fire and smoke starts to roll off your fluff.
- >You run around screaming in pain and roll on the floor.
- >The old man walks back in carrying a plate.
- >You look around and see a trash can.
- >You hobble toward it an quickly leap over the rim.
- >You wiggle and kick your way into the trash bin.
- >The man sees the bowl on the ground and wonders how the holy water got knocked off.
- >He looks in at his fluffy unicorn still doing penance.
- >He shrugs then puts the bowl back on the stand.
- >He walks over to the trash can oblivious to the smoke inside of it.
- >He dumps the extra garlic in that he doesn’t need for cooking.
- >There is a huge yell of disgust as the garlic goes in.
- >The man looks around like he hears something.
- >He doesn’t notice the trash can is now wobbling.
- >He looks back, his fluffy hasn’t moved.
- >He shrugs his shoulders and goes back to the kitchen.
- >The trash can tips and you roll out.
- >There are patches where your fluff is burned away and garlic cloves dangle on your body.
- >You spit out a large clove that was in your mouth.
- >You shake yourself getting the rest of the garlic off.
- >You quickly run away from it.
- >You turn and see the unicorn fluffy.
- >She is in a little prayer stance trying to say a Hail Mary.
- >She is sitting in front of a row of candles.
- >She can’t remember what comes after Hail so is mumbling the same word over and over.
- >You start to stalk toward her.
- >>You see her neck and start to drool.
- >You get right behind her your mouth open and your fangs out.
- >You look closely at her collar.
- >It is cover in crosses.
- >You feign away from her.
- >She turns hearing you behind her.
- >You try to shuffle to where she isn’t looking keeping your eye on her.
- >You walk into the candles and set yourself on fire.
- >You start yelling and running in circles.
- >The fluffy looks around but you seem to run around where she isn’t looking.
- >You look and see a puddle on the floor.
- >You run toward is and start to roll.
- >You hear the sizzling as the flames die out.
- >You give out a sigh of relief.
- >You notice the sizzling is still going on.
- >You put yourself out in the holy water.
- >Skin is sloughing off you as you randomly run around babbling incoherently in pain.
- >You fall out the pet door outside.
- >There is a click behind you.
- >You crawl painfully to the pet door and pad at it.
- >The man has locked it.
- >You shake your hoof at the door and weakly babble angry grunts at it.
- >You crawl off trying to regenerate going another night without feeding.
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