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Autistic Prisanon and the Great Pudding Theft

By DungeonCrawler
Created: 2021-11-04 11:46:33
Expiry: Never

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>Be Anon
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>Be in pony fluffyland jail
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>This place was like a five star hotel suite mixed with all the common amenities of high class luxury.
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>it was all free too.
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>A knock came to your door, the least luxurious kind of item in the entire place, a simple wooden door fit with a simple lock.
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>a voice came from the other side
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>"Anon, we know you're in there, come out of there and let the janitor do her work."
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[angry autistic noises]
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>You look under your bed for your prized possessions.
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>Every single pudding cup you'd been able to sneak and hide away, one at a time, they were your army.
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>The traitorous older gents decided to rat you out, the scumbags will learn their lessons in due time.
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"You won't take away my citizens! They shall rebel against you!"
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>You looked around and decided to pick up the older cups of pudding. The traitors who ratted you out.
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>Confused horse noises came from the other side and you couldn't tell what was being said until another voice spoke up.
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>"Come out please, there's no way you can stand that smell, and it's starting to fill the entire prison."
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>That was the warden, curses! She'll thwart you if you don't act fast!
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>You finish gathering your sacrifices and place them in a circle around you, you place the rest on your desk and ready a few of them for what is surely to come.
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>You wait...
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>...
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>...
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>*click*
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>The doorknob starts to turn, you wait patiently.
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>no shooting til you see the death in their eyes.
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>the door slowly moves open.
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>The warden's head pops in
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"FIRE!"
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>The once brown fur, the light purple hair, and the panic filled blue eyes disappear at your assault, coated in the green and brown fuzzy traitor's insides!
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>You waste no time, ignoring the vomiting coming from the warden, you begin your ritual.
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>It was only halfway through opening up your sacrifices you realized you didn't have the proper ingredients.
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>How were you supposed to summon Shrek without onions!
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>Just then the door pushed open again as the nurse and a few of the guards broke in, interrupting your sacrificial moment.
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>You lunge for more ammo but it's taken away by the blue demon magic, you holler out indignantly in your secret language of the ancient autists.
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>It's too late! The guards have grabbed you and began dragging you out.
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[angry autist noises intensify]
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>The nurse, a mare with a simple white coat and red and pink striped mane casts a spell on you, you felt so sleepy.
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>Your last horrific sight was the janitor pony walking in with a mop bucket and trash can.
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>You try to call out to them, to tell them to run and save themselves but it's too late!
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>You pass out knowing the traitors won in the end!