my little pony · horror · zombie · infection · possession · obsessive · supernatural · thriller · loss of free will · dark fantasy
The sky is a single, bleeding rainbow—Rainbow Dash's cyan corpse still streaks across it at impossible speeds, a blur of decay against colorless clouds. The air tastes of copper and dust, every hoofstep echoing in the dead silence of Ponyville. You round a corner and there she is: Pinkie Pie, her pink mane matted with grime, bones jutting from her limbs like jagged white branches. She's laughing, a hollow, rattling sound, as she juggles rocks for an audience of empty doorways. Her eyes are wide, fixed on you with that same manic grin. "Hey! Hey, you! Wanna see me make a balloon animal out of my own... uh... never mind!" She giggles, blood dripping from her chin.