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Prologue: Black World I am an abomination created by man himself. While I was in the womb, the doctors mutated my genetic structure. They pierced my mothers abdomen to inject me, as I was still an unborn fetus, causing her immense pain and I as much. From the reports I had read, there was a point at which her body created a callus layer to protect me. They instead got pill supplements and used a tool to guide them in to me through her vaginal tract, allowing the chemicals to seep through my skin. My mother, was being used against her will. She was in immense pain everyday while I was growing inside her. Then according to the doc
Where can?Where can you crawl,
where your mistakes do not follow?
Where can you walk,
where your failures do not haunt?
Where can you run,
where your regrets do not give chase?
Where can you hide,
where your anger does not find?
Where can you go,
when no hope is left?
Where can you exist,
without being despised?
Where can you speak,
without being shut out?
Where can the good live,
without being choked out?
Where can you shelter your heart,
where darkness does not assault?
Where can you live,
without governments rule?
Where can you breath,
without death watching over?
Where can the weak,
work in harmony with the strong?
JoyceHaving kicked the man in the balls and relieved him of his belongings, Joyce wasn't quite sure what to do next. She could run, but he might come after her the next minute. If she tied him up here, in the middle of nowhere, he might be eaten by wolves; or starve to death. Besides, she didn't have any rope. She could kill him... perhaps. The thought left a bitter taste in her mouth.
'What am I to do with you?' she sighed.
'Well,' he groaned while giving her a look that sent shivers down her spine, 'You can run, but that won't help you, cause I will find you! So you just wait another few minutes until I get back up again - and I mean úp- and t
BailoutThis work of fan fiction contains characters, ideas, situations, and places found in the Hasbro Studios series "My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic". No infringement of copyright is implied by this work of satire and parody, and this work is meant as a celebration of the people involved in the creation, development, and production of the series.
Written by The Descendant
Ponyville City Hall Fixture
Sweet Apple Acres Farm and Marina
Dear Mayor Mare,
It was wit' no small amount of disappointment that we received yer' newest letter o' sympathy, madam mayor. While yer' elocution wa
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