Frankenfluffy, the Abomination - 3

Vanner, April 30, 2012 / PB 177000
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>you are Dale the scientist
>You tried to make the ultimate alicorn fluffy from the brains and bodies of three smarty friends, only to create Frankenfluffy
>Frankenfluffy now roams the land, trying to teach feral fluffy herds survival techniques
>in order to follow Frankenfluffy, you're constructed a Robo-fluffy to record his activities
>It’s a modified military drone covered in spare fluff
>It is now the dry stretch of July/August
>You watch as Frankenfluffy teaches a herd of ferals the importance of hiding and avoiding humans
>Frankenfluffy teaches the males how to give other fluffies "big owchies" with sticks
>he teaches the fluffy mares to weave primitive baskets so they can gather more food
>he’s even got the fluffies burying their droppings to conceal their presence
>Frankenfluffy has constructed a very primitive fluffy society!
>Your Robo-fluffy sends back video of everything
>Suddenly, a thunderstorm rolls in, sending the fluffies into a panic.
>"No wun! Just wains!" says Frankenfluffy. "Cover nosies, not dwown! get undew gwound, stay dwy!"
>the fluffy herd move into some of its shelters, but Frankenfluffy stops Robo-fluffy.
>"you not weal fwuffy. You stay outside."
>Rain starts to pelt robofluffy, and the video goes screwy
>Error messages everywhere!
>Robo-fluffy goes on autopilot mode.
>suddenly, you lose visual, but not audio
>for the next few hours, all you get is screaming and blood curdling cries of pain
>eventually it stops
>a month Later, you hear a soft pounding on your door
>It’s Frankenfluffy
>He's carrying Robo-fluffy on his back with a car antenna jammed through its head
>the blue legged, orange winged, and green horned fluffy drops it on the ground, and stares up at you with contempt
>"You a weal asshowe, Dawe."