Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Bad seed, a customization

Everybody knows Applejack as the sweet, honest pony she used to be. Yes, I am saying she used to be. Like all pony's, she loved to play in the meadow, prancing around between the apple trees. Her Granny often told her; "As soon as the skies get murky, come home!" But the stubborn little mare was tired of picking fruit all day and wanted some excitement. So into the dark woods she went.

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The next day she woke up, didn't remember who she was or what had happened to her. The only thing obvious to her was an insatiable craving for meat. Pony meat. And soft tissue like guts or a heart. Mmmm, soft tender brains would be divine! Driven by a yearning desire, she stood up to look for something yummy to eat. But one step further she was pulled at her hind leg. "Chained to an old tree stump was the only way to keep her alive but to be save themselves", Granny said to the Ponyville residents.

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