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01/10/12(Tue)01:59 No.33114329>>33113991
The fluffy ponies bind together, forming a raft.
Like ants, they constantly shift positions in the mass, none drowning, and succesfully float.
Fluffy ponies are a hivemind, a collective organism. Weak, slow, unfit to life when separated, but in great numbers they become a force to be reckoned with.
More and more fluffy ponies are taken to the beach, and each time they drift from shore, rafts of dozens or hundreds meeting up in places where the tides converge, forming great floating islands of fluffy pony. The islands boarders spread into one another, merging into fluffy pony continents, blocking shipping lanes and halting international trade.
The sea of fluffy ponies overflows the ocean, working its way into inland waters, up streams in rivers into lakes, entire economies collapse as all fishing, tourism and water transport dies with the coming of the fluffy ponies.
Humanity cannot stem the tide, the only option is to restructure civilization around the new world. Cities ride currents of fluffy pony, carried with no rhyme or reason, mercy to the ebb and flow of the fluffy sea. Mankind is no longer master of our world.
Earth, belonged to the fluffy ponies.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QkjKQmjLLxY
Holy fuck, what the hell brain. I need to go to bed. |
