Login

This story has been hijacked....again

by datdamnface

Chapter 4: A realistic simulation of killing floor

Previous Chapter Next Chapter
A realistic simulation of killing floor

"DOSH! Grab it while you can lads!" Said Pinkie Pie spinning around in a circle while throwing bundles of money everywhere. Currently the group was situated in a small alleyway fighting off thousands of Zed as they came and tried to eat them. "How? How are we even here?!?" Cried Seph as cranked the lever on his lever action rifle, each shot a kill. Dyrilby just sat in the back occasionally firing off healing syringes.

"Wait a minute...where is Confetti?" Asked Seph as the hordes of Clots and Gorefasts finally tapered off granting the group some breathing room.

The trio suddenly heard a deep throat chuckle as a Scrake came out of nowhere into their alleyway, his chainsaw raised as he prepared to attack. "Oh for the love of mary sue seriously?!!?" Screamed Seph as he desperately looked around for a crossbow, the only thing that could kill the monster before them.

"Soft as shiite!" Said Pinkie still spinning in a circle, this time she had some sort of knife in her hoof and was blindly thrusting it as she spun at an inequine speed.

As the Scrake slowly made his way forward, Dyrilby, Seph, and Pinkie saw that there where several Flesh Pounders behind him.

Seph just sat there with a pokerface as the group advanced. "Well....we're boned." He said putting the lever action in his mouth.




Suddenly Confetti jumped down somehow donning a black hood and cape that looked distincly like-


"I'M BAMAAAN!"

He said slurring a little. "Who?" Asked Dryilby now joining Seph on the ground.

"I'M BUDMAN!"

"Who?" Asked Pinkie now sitting with the duo.


"I'M DABAAN!"

"What?" They all asked together. Confetti hefted duel chainsaws in his hooves as he ran forward.

"DABAGMAAAAAAAAN!" He screamed as he descended into the fray.




The trio sat in silence as the group of 7 Flesh Pounders and 13 Scrakes charged at Confetti who in turned screamed back.

"COME AT ME BROS!"

The three ponies watched their doom turn into Fillet Minnon. (How the fuck do you spell that?)

"........." Said Seph just slowly facehoofed as the round ended, over the intercom they could hear the trader shouting her wares. "Alrighty then lets go get our stuff before we all become mince meat." Said Dyrilby getting up and walking away towards the trader's shop which was situated in a building just a couple blocks away from them.

"This time, everything's gotta go!" She said, an urgent note in her voice. "Oh shit, Patriarch time." Said Pinkie hefting a flamethrower. "Lock and load ladies and germs." Said Seph who had picked out a SCARMK17. "If we live through this...we are gods." Said Dyrilby hoisting up two handcannons.

Suddenly they heard static over the intercom as the trader closed shop. "Let's get this party started!" Shouted Pinkie pulling down a welder mask and promptly setting a group of unlucky clots on fire.

As the Zed count dwindled, the group became more and more anxious of the upcoming confrontation. Pinkie took out a fire axe and shoved it into the cranial cavity of the last husk who was dazed on account of a lucky shot by Seph.




Suddenly all their gazes shifted to a huge giant of a man roaring on the ground, his words inaudible over his foaming teeth.

"Well....it was nice knowing y'all." Said Seph reloading his SCAR and kneeling for better accuracy.

Suddenly the group heard maniacal laughter and a girlish scream. "Do Not Want! Do Not Want!" Shouted the voice of the patriarch. "C'mere boy! I got a present for you!" Shouted an all to familiar voice.

"Is that Confetti?" Asked Seph cautiously moving towards the source of the noise which had now turned to pleas of mercy and grunting.

"Yo Confetti! Having any-" Seph cut himself off as he gazed at the site before him. "What's going on?" Asked Dyrilby walking over, as soon as he saw what was happening, he dawned his signature pokerface.

"Mind if I get in on that?" Asked Pinkie Pie jumping in on the action. Seph continued puking while Dyrilby just sat there, unblinking.




"Rule 34....no exceptions." He said in a monotone voice as he continued watching.








(A/N: If you want to see a really good KF story check out Killterofallhaters for the bestest KF thingy ever!) Next Chapter: oh shit a story! Estimated time remaining: 26 Minutes

Return to Story Description

Login

Facebook
Login with
Facebook:
FiMFetch