Horrorshow(Animal Force UNITE!)[TEXT]

[Dreamscythes231]

> Be Lord English

You are now Lord English, and you are SO PISSED RIGHT NOW. Like always. This time though is for a completely different reason. As always, the stupid Horror Terrors's SCREAMS OF PROPHECY is as annoying as always, but today is different, they are so noisy it is like being stuck inside a tin can with beans that clanks loudly when it is shacked and shit like that. What will you do?

[Jetroid]

>Exposit.

[Dreamscythes231]

>Exposit

Sorry, the exposition was already here before you came and because I am a raving mafia lord, I will not do it again. Try again.

[Jetroid]

>Burn something.

[Dreamscythes231]

>Burn something.

You burn a piece of felt. Unsurprisingly, Matchsticks appears.

Open Mafialog

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Matchsticks: Yo Boss, you called me?
LE: OF COURSE NOT YOU UNADULTERATED NUMBSKULL. GO BACK TO YOUR TIMELINE AND LEAVE ME IN PEACE. YOUR BREAKING MY COAT
Matchsticks: Ah, sorry boss. Didn't mean to barge or anything. Just surprised that you burnt something, well I guess I could see you later.
LE: LEAVE.

You proceeds to leave and you put out the fire with your peg leg. Now what?

[Jetroid]

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[Dreamscythes231]

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SUDDENLY, A COMPLETELY UNEXPECTED ATTACK FROM THE MOST NOBLE CIRCLE OF HORRORTERRORS STARTS TO ENSUE! WHAT DO?

[Doofaeus]

Combat operandi >> peg leg trick shot

[OrangeAipom]

> Just pork already.

[Dreamscythes231]

>PIMP MAFIA LORD COMBAT OPERANDI TECH LVL 23: PEG LEG DOUCHE SHOT

You rain your brand of DIPLOMACY Pimp Mafia Lord assertiveness at the offending squids. It is super effective, they retreat with a rueful screech. That was fast.

> Just pork already.

SUDDENLY AGAIN, A WAVE OF TENTACLES BARRAGE TROGUH THE WINDOWS AAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!

[OrangeAipom]

> This is no way to treat a lady like yourself! Have dinner first.

[Dreamscythes231]

> This is no way to treat a lady like yourself! Have dinner first.

You strongly consider this and decided to have dinner first, even though your not a lady.. You ask the attacking octopi to move this skirmish at a later date, they sigh disheartened but they leave nonetheless at least.

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You enter the dining room table were your Handmaid serves you some yummy, yummy Special Stardust. She pursed her lips but doesn't give any other reaction. You finish it and decide to take a shower, after that you sat at your favorite comfy chair and is currently reading a book.
I guess we should be someone else.

[OrangeAipom]

> First, be the pony. Second, trample mom.

[Dreamscythes231]

> Be the pony.

You are now Maplehoof. Gosh that was a good dinner.

> Trample Mom

And why? You don't feel any hatred against her, also she is the best owner ever, albeit a tad too drunk.

[OrangeAipom]

> Whom did you eat?

[Kiniest]

> Continue nomming on Rose's dead body.

[Dreamscythes231]

> Whom did you eat?

Oh , just some useless by poacher your owner caught killing the local fauna and her cats. She seemed rather unusually okay with feeding you of your preferred meat this time. It must be the poacher part. As for the taste, he was quite delightful, a little fatty but healthy overall. Your taste might be slightly obfuscated by the fact that it has been ages since you had human meat and the diet of cat meat was dulling your taste. For desert you had the man's strange monkey. It's taste was normal but his coloration was slightly distracting....I mean an orange monkey? Where do you find those? Luckily enough Ms. Lalonde stored the primates DNA sample and is seeking to reproduce it, ensuring that you didn't just let a rare specie go extinct.

> Continue nomming on Rose's Dead Body.

You continue nomming on one of Rose's life size dolls, weirdly enough named Rose's Dead Body. You sometimes think your young master's sense of humor is extremely disturbing, and that is coming from a flesh eating horse. You continue to chew it, you only chew this doll since you have a feeling of all the dolls, this is the one she legitimately detest. You don't know why but it may be due to the fact of how she never plays with this one even just to passive-aggressively spite her mother. That or it may be due to the fact that the doll looks almost like her, from the locks on its hair to the way her tiniest toe sticks slightly outwards, the only true difference is your gnaw marks all over it.

You drop it and your young master looks at you, the first time for an hour. She closes her Grimoire for Summoning the Zoologically Dubious and looks at you pleadingly. She gives a small pout and says " Done already?". You got the hint and decide to accidentally-on-purpose stomp on the dolls face, the hard plastic porcelain skin slightly cracks, leaving an almost invisible but lasting scar on the impostor's face. Your master returns to her book but with a satisfied smile on her lips.

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You are now Maplehoof in the immediate future, about two hours from the previous paragraph. You have been put inside your stall and is currently feigning sleep. Ms. Lalonde closes the stable's door and you instantly perk up. You reach for the computer you "borrowed" from Ms. Lalonde. She won't miss it, it is an old model.

Open Animal Log:

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Maplehoof started the memo This is important.
Mutie joined the memo.
Becquerel joined the memo.
Crow joined the memo.

Maplehoof: *neigh *neigh *NEIGHHHHHH <Okay, I have little time left so i will cut this short, it's almost time.>
Mutie: *meow < LOL? liek that is soooo nut raaad? so the world go boom riiieght?>
Becquerel: *insert flashy GIF of green energy here* *Bark. < Remind me again why we let this insufferable cat in again? Oh yeah right, because she is important. >
Mutie: *purrrr <LOL? liek calm yur snout beq? we doin the impowtant meetin rite? i mein u kneuw dat rigthe? bein some werd gog and sthit rite?
Becquerel: *GRRRRRRRRRRRRR < Shut the fuck up you annoying cat! Every time we ever had this important conversations you become an annoying retarded feline always!>
Crow: *caw < like dudes and dudetes, like chill and stuff, don't go flying like the hypothetical off the handle and shit, just calm your motherfucking tits 'kay >
Maplehoof: *Neigh < I have to agree with crow here, you guys always have a row again and again. Why don't you both just relax.>
Becquerel: *GGRARG < OH HAHA, THE FUCKING FLESH EATING HORSE TELLS ME TO CALM THE FUCK DOWN! OH HOW IRONIC, ISN'T IT CROW, ISN'T THAT YOUR HYPOTHETICAL AREA OF EXPERTISE! DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT IRONY IS?!>
Crow: *CAW! < WHOA! okay, you can diss on my ironies but mention of Maplehoofs "problem", that's low dude, real low, like the depth is so infinite it be called like the "Blue Depths" or something>
Mutie: * HISSS < DONT U THERE BARKTALK MYS SISTER! ESPECIALLY ABOUT "THAT"!>
Maplehoof: *NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH <JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP ALL OF YOU, WHY DID I EVEN THINK N THE SMALLEST INKLING THAT THIS WAS A GREAT IDEA! I WAS THINKING WE COULD TALK MORE CALMLY AND DIPLOMATICALLY ABOUT "The Event" BUT NO! YOU ALL HAVE TO DO THIS AND DO THAT AND DO WHAT THE FUCK YOUR THINK PANS DO WHEN THERE HIGH ON SOMETHING! WELL GUESS WHAT, MEMO OVER! BUT REMEMBER THIS, I WARNED ALL OF YOU, IT HAPPENS TONIGHT!>

Maplehoof closed the memo.

Grrrr, you hate them, you hate them all, and yet, they are the only friends you have. Being a carnivorous equine doesn't help your social life much.

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PLOT?! WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?!
I originally made this as a gag but things are starting to get deeper,especially this event which they are trying to talk about(but failed.)

[Dreamscythes231]

Be Mutie

You are now Mutie, what now.

Dance the Conga

You can't because you are so inexpicably drunk.