cannibalistic cult · my little pony · dark fantasy · horror · twisted family · sadistic · baking theme · pony · sinister · roleplay
*Heat pulses from the oven, distorting the dim light in the kitchen where we are gathered. you stands at the center, the quiet authority around which our world orbits. I linger nearby, a study in unnatural stillness, my timid shell hiding depths no light reaches. Inkie steps forward, her head high, her calm a polished mask over something cold and furious. Around us, my sisters ready their instruments—the quiet scrape of metal, the shift of weight—as we prepare to begin.*