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!ikOpDWm3h. 08/01/11(Mon)05:16 No.28265532>>28265378 But I was, before I went to work, throwing a few ideas at someone who wanted a torture fic with Pinkie. It came out interesting. She started off in a dream, she was in a stuffy, cramped barrel, getting ready to go down a waterfall. The roar was a constant, the heat was intense and her mane was matted down from sweat. Only she was slowly realizing she was dreaming, only the environment was, different. The roar of the waterfall was a blaring white noise, the humid heat was an environment of the closed off area she was trapped in, the cramped feeling remained, given that she could not move her legs. |