you are reading this of your own is also coldnexusfrontlines ideas and not mine (RU771AN).
The main character is a shape shifter who can change itself and the enviroment to what it wants.
Shapeshifter:Outside "Ponyville"
I am a shapesifter.I am nothing and yet I have been contracted to kill for the sake of it.
I like to toy with my prey,these six victims will be assessed and then killed,becuase I get paid for this.
The first as I walk into this village is a pink pony named "Pinkie Pie". My current shape is that of a mighty stallion with a tree and a axe chopping it. This is not a true cutie mark and just a ruse. A disguise that is masterfully made. And expertly crafted to fool all.
Moving on,I stand in the centre of this village and the first victim "Pinkie pie". Notices me. As with any new "pony" she tries to throw me a welcoming party with that weird cart thing that she always carries around.
"Huuuu!".She exclaims upon noticing me. That massive mouth opens up and she brings out that...weird cart thing.
"Oh my PARTY STREAMERS!,I have seen you before...WELCOME TO PONYVILLE!".
And then...the fucking streamers fly everywhere,blinding me slightly. I couldnt take any more of this party crap so I spoke up,knowing that she ran a store.
"Hey,you own a store right?".I pull a fake smile and she imeddaitly defies the laws of something before shouting.
"OH MY GOSH YES,I NEED TO BAKE A CUPCAKES!".I think she says anyway before the pink mare drags me off to her...shop thing.
"INSIDE".
I stand inside this fools barkey,"sugarcube" corner or whatever it is. The entire place was filled with cupcakes...I wonder if she likes being MADE INTO ONE?.
For a few mintues I looked interested as she rambled on about different types of cupcakes,sugar etc.
I begin to compose a fact file on this mentally retarded creature.
Subject:Pinkie Pie. Recommended course of execution...?
Features:Mentally insane,difies gravity and is pink.
Also smiles too much and is permenatlly hyper.
I had a good idea for what I was going to do to this one. The heat of this place was hotter than outside but the oven was too big.
This ment a slight "change". Discord would be proud but he was chaos..I am death and a ironic one at that.
She countined to rabble on about something or other. Since she was occupied I made the oven bigger and cooked up a recipe for a giant Pinkie pie sized cupcake in my head.
She then finished and asked what I thought.
"Do you like cupcakes?".I ask,grinning.
"YES YES YES YES,I LOVE THEM".
"Do you love to be happy?".I then ask another question and the asnwer is ovbious..
"YES!".
"Then how does it feel?".
"Feel to be what?".She asks.
"UNHAPPY?".
Pinkie pie had her last smile as I turned that smile upside down into a frown,cracking her face and letting the blood go out. She shrieks in horror and I then open the oven...welll it is no longer a oven but a giant furnace. However,cupcakes need thier ingrediants.
What I did was simple. Hovered the now unhappy-looking Pinkie pie and shove her in the following things.
I dumped in her butter.
Shoved sugar in her mane.
Eggs were cracked over her body.
The flour covered Pinkie pie in a giant white colour.
And then,frosting and other decorations.
The frosting went smoothly but I didnt have any decorations.
Wait.
SHE IS THE DECORATION.
I begin to hear whimping from Pinkie pie,the tears coming out of her face as I throw her in the furnace. It wasnt on yet so I roll her around in the mxiture of ingrediants,letting them soak in her skin and hair. Then...the furnace was belched out ready and waiting smoke,ready to make cupcakes.
She looks at it,and then the truth dawns on her,Pinkie pie tries to struggle but since I am a shapeshifter (and a bloody good one at that with control of everything) she offers little problem to the following plan.
The pink earth pony was lifted in the air,I opened the furance door and gently nudging her inside. I must"nt damage the cake at all.
She is then surroned by metal and covered in liquid,I suppose the furnace must be quite spaceious since she is trying to move around in terror..to nowhere of course.
"This should be easy for you,your LOVE cupcakes after all".I say quietly,noting the look of horror on her face before slamming the door shut and turning the heat on and up.
She begins to sweat and feels the heat rising.
The things I heard was screaming.
I exited out of the door of the shop and praise myself for a good job done.I begin to make my way to the next target,but I heard something.
*TICK*. And a pillar of smoke rose out of the chimmney.
The cupcake was ready.
