Applejack goes postal after her idol and lover, Brandon Hole dies.
Applejack goes postal after her idol and lover, Brandon Hole dies. She would give anything for him. All that is left is his incredible spirit. But, it turns out, he's not dead. AAAaaaaaaaaaaa
It was an awful day, because Applejack decided she needed to go to the local postal office. There, she unveiled two ak-47’s and fired indiscriminately in their direction. Many ponies felt juice and holes run down their bodies as the shots were fired. They laid in the ground of the postal office, it was all well by then. Applejack smiled at the service that was done today.
Twilight Sparkle rode in a motorcycle and flipped out of the road with a three hundred and sixty degree twirl. There a large gust of fire exploded with metal fragments flying everywhere. Twilight had a frown and two uzi’s ready to penetrate Applejack’s skin.
“Who goes there?” said Applejack before she slowed down time and contorted her body to dodge the bullets that rain down from above.
Twilight Sparkle slapped Applejack in the face after losing all her ammo from shooting at her.
“Why did you kill all those ponies in the postal station, douchebag!?” said Twilight.
Applejack then decided to speak as she was pinned down to the ground by her own leg.
“I’m sorry Twi, but Brandon made me do it, it was his beautiful face and spirit who caressed my mind into killing those ponies”.
Twilight was not having any of this mess. She knew that the drugs of cocaine and krokodile had plagued her mind. But, still, the crime of being a stupid bitch was enough for her. All she could do was sit on her face and fart.
“You think this is ok for me, Applejack!?” said Twilight with another tuft of methane. “You are my best friend, and I wish you good luck in hell”.
Twilight farted so hard that flames shot out from her anus. It scathed Applejack’s face and melted her head till there was nothing, but a skeleton hidden beneath. Twilight then hugged her dead friend and flew off with her flaming ass shooting into the sky.
From the corner, was Brandon the Postal Service Shooter, he sniffed the ground and crawled like a baboon. There was Applejack’s dead corpse and he lay waste to his waifu like an awful gorilla with steroids. Applejack had no problem, all she had was the feeling of nothingness and the non-feeling of being penetrated by a killer.
His penis burried within her corpse, it had laid waste to all that existed, all that could be delivered was a fetal blow in the stomach.
“Why’d you make me do it, Applejack, why did you make me kill all those people!?” said Brandon the shooter. Then, he came and shot an overload of seed into her womb. The dead corpse felt the love and a worm shot out from her stomach. It was fat and filled to the brim with semen and uterus.
“How dare you steal from my waifu, I will kill you!” said Brandon.
Brandon took out a shotgun and blew the worm into smithereens. Then, he stuck his nose in her stomach and placed his choice weapon into his temple. There, he clicked on the trigger and his head collapsed over Applejack. Brain and blood mixed with rotting flesh and stankyness. There was no better end to their lives.
Brandon woke up and found himself in a place with burning flames and a poker that would stab his wife Applejack and him for all eternity.
Hear ye hear ye, this is the church of Brandon the killer. He came for our lives and he stole them away, because he was gay for a beautiful horse. Brandon didn't have many friends but he did have his shotgun and his head bullet wound.
Applejack was everything to him, he was a testament that violence and bloodshed have no skin color. Applejack knew this, because she was an atheist and a far-right republican who fell in love.
Now that they are dead, we shall give thanks and bring them love that is everlasting.
Applebloom closed the book of Brandon and spoke out into the congregation of inbreds.
"Mecka mecka high mecka mecka high mecka low low"
The congregation of clothed individuals looked at each other and smacked their asses aside each other.
"Let this pain bring us to what was Brandon and Applejack's love, truly a lost relationship akin to Romeo and Juliet".
"Mecka mecka high mecka mecka high mecka low low"
"Mecka mecka high mecka mecka high mecka low low"
And then, oh no, it was Brandon Hole and Applejack except with a lot of puncture wounds. They came from hell and were rabid, and had ak-47's. They shot the congregation and then raped their bodies over and over again. Then, Applejack proclaimed, "Now that the blood sacrifice has come, we shall mate under great lord satan and his big balls".
They danced as the congregation was dead and buried. Applejack and Brandon made kisses and stroked each other's hair and placed a barrel shotgun to their heads.
"Good night sweet prince" said Applejack.
"Turduuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" said Brandon Hole.
They licked with tongue and cheek as the trigger pulled and brains splattered over the congregation.
In a world where talking ponies save the day by talking.
Rainbow Dash blasted through the sky with a vermillion rainbow stream that enveloped the blue atmosphere. She felt so cool doing that epic rainboom that she knew any organism would cry at the sight. She sped fast at lightspeeds before she arrived at an open grove with a loud crash. A large cracked hole was seared with the after energies of where she landed and flames also followed towards her.
One pony will save Equestria by doing what she’s best at, talking.
A massive three headed dragon with a sharp urine colored body covered in skin shavable pointed scales, stood before Rainbow Dash while it shot beams of electrical breath out. Rainbow Dash looked at the creature with a stare that would turn foals instantaneously into full grown ponies through bone-crunched growth. The dragon stared at the puny pony before him and sniffed its rainbow-esque mane, which made it shake from the violent suction of air.
“You listen here you bad dragon, get the heck out of this property or else I’m going to snap your brain into itself with my strap on pony butt whooping!” she said with a scream that would turn grown stallion guards into little malnourished foals that scrambled from danger.
The dragon gasped at such harsh and unhearable mean words. He turned away from the incredible word soothsayer that wasn’t soothing at all.
“Hey, that was super rude, I can’t take this anymore, I’m going back to my dragon den”, said the dragon with a shiver while he covered his face with those big scary claws.
“Thats right, run home to your mama, or else I’m going to breed with you and then have sex with our grown kirin son, how would you like that you cuck, you got out performed by your own child!” said Rainbow Dash while she grabbed her cohones with a powerful squeeze.
Then Brandon Hole stabbed Rainbow Dash in the face.
