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       #Post#: 981--------------------------------------------------
       Story and Art Launchpad
       By: Lord Anubis Date: June 29, 2012, 5:13 pm
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       As Phil has mentioned, it's about time to start slowly releasing
       our work as we approach the launch date. Ideally, we'll release
       our stuff in semi-chronological order, at least in a coherent
       enough order. We're still waiting on the final go-ahead for the
       next phase, but if you have work that you think is ready to be
       posted, put the final draft here, and me and Phil will give you
       the green light to upload it publicly. Tumblr, pastebin,
       fluffybooru, etc. That includes art, too.
       #Post#: 992--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Story and Art Launchpad
       By: fluff_n_stuff Date: June 29, 2012, 11:56 pm
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       Are we going for advertisements, or just overt references here?
       For example, the Spaghetti land advert where Jay-Bee dies of
       happiness? That the sort of thing we're looking for?
       #Post#: 993--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Story and Art Launchpad
       By: Lord Anubis Date: June 30, 2012, 12:01 am
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       Not sure yet. Still need to discuss that with Phil.
       #Post#: 1000--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Story and Art Launchpad
       By: Giant_Neckbeard Date: June 30, 2012, 2:10 am
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       Uni the Unicorn aka Two Lesbians in a Fluffy Pony Suit:
       Please note that this story is set 10 weeks in the 'past'.
       Part 1: At least it pays the bills.
       >Be a animatronics designer by the name of Natasha Googaluv,
       'Tasha' to your friends, but instead of your dream job, you
       ended up flipping burgers. Seemed the market for animatronics
       had dropped off the map with the advent of CGI.
       >Fuck CGI, fuck it in it's pixelated ass. looks like shit,
       everyone can spot it a mile away.
       >George Lucas, we're talking to you.
       >Have a Gal-Pal called Samantha 'Sammy' Connors, who got her
       doctorate in animal studies, specifically Fluffy Pony
       Psychology...or more specifically, HOW TO MARKET SHIT TO FLUFFY
       PONIES AND THEIR OWNERS.
       >Together you came up with the idea of  a quick television show
       expressely for Fluffy Ponies.
       >You developed the 'Fluffy Suit', while 'Sammy' used a host of
       Fluffy Ponies, tame and feral, Earth Fluffy, Pegasus and
       Unicorn, to test various colours of fluff and mane and tail
       until she found the 'ultimate' combination.
       >Basically Princess Molestia colouration. Go figure.
       >'Ultimate' meaning incredibly attractive to Fluffy Ponies.
       Mares want to be 'just like' Uni, which caused a trend of Fluffy
       Pony Mares wandering around with bleached fluff and pale
       dusky-pink manes., Stallions would give you every spaghetti in
       the world just to kiss Uni's hooves, let alone the whole
       'Special Hugs' bull-crap.
       >Called it the 'Uni the Unicorn Show' and the basic premise was
       it followed the titular character as she led a Herd of Fluffies
       in an oversized garden.
       >How to be good Fluffies and not get the shit knocked out of
       them by the increasingly short-tempered population.
       >Thought it might be worth a bit on money.
       >Turned out to be a lot of money, enough to pay off your
       university loan fees on the spot and enough money so you could
       actually buy a house together. Kept your intellectual rights to
       the character, but sold the show rights to an educational
       filming house.
       >Close to six million Fluffy Ponies tune in every morning to
       watch you. No shit, Six Million Fluffy Ponies. You get more
       viewers than most Kid Cartoons.
       >Sell hundreds of thousands of Uni Dolls every month. There are
       thousands more 'dolls' of the other characters in the show, but
       the Uni Dolls are always in demand.
       >Minor accident with the chinese production line resulted in
       them making a Uni-coloured 'Lyra Doll'.
       >IE has a silk-lined 'vagoo' at the back. The whole thing is
       filled with foam, so the dolls are easily washed and hung out to
       air dry, but given the rate at which the Fluffy Ponies go
       through their dolls, it seems every three months a new Uni the
       Unicorn doll is 'required'.
       >This 'Error' makes the dolls all the more desireable to the
       sick fucks out there. Apparently every Fluffy Stallion. Ever. So
       the 'mix up' line ended up being your primary product.
       >Preparing for today's show with Sammy, getting into the
       costume, which is a two-piece set, with the controls for Uni's
       'Head' and 'Face' at your end, and the rear end and tail under
       Sarah's control.
       >Hollow aluminium 'ribs' prevent the latex 'skin' of the suit
       from falling down on you both, but the suit gets so damn hot
       .... haven't figured out how to install air-conditioning in the
       suit, so can only 'pilot' it for about 10-15 minutes outdoors,
       maybe 20 minutes indoors in the AC.
       >"So .... why is it you feel compelled to grab my bum like
       that?" You ask your 'co-star', Sammy, grinning around your
       cigarette.
       >"Well, you've got to hold onto the best things in life,
       'Tasha." Sarah grins back.
       >Both of you are wearing day-glo pink bicycle shorts and
       tank-tops, only clothing small enough and airy enough to wear
       for long under the Latex Suit without you both passing out from
       heat-stroke.
       >The other 'Actors' are all men, so they can just wear boxer
       shorts. Lucky bastards.
       >"Oi, oi, enough of that crap, we're filming in ten!" The
       director shouts. God, the breaks never seem to last long enough
       on this cheap-ass show.
       >Back into the suit...yep, Sarah's fondling your ass again. God
       dammit, not in the suit!
       >Today's script is ... Uni and Friends play with the Ball.
       >Oh God.
       >Trundle out onto the set, peering out through the small visor
       under 'Uni's' head.
       > "Uni" is a Pure Snow-White Fluffy and a dusky-pink mane that
       comes down to her 'knees'. No Wings, for Copyright Reasons, of
       course.
       >Original version had to be scrapped after the 'Trained' Fluffy
       Ponies got into it. It was salvageable, but the smell just could
       not be gotten out of the Latex ....
       >Mares and Foals wriggling through the fluff, telling 'Uni' how
       much they loved her. That wasn't the bad part .... in fact it
       was adorable, up until the Stallions turned up.
       >The Stallions just could not contain their lust. Their Goddess,
       'Uni', was just lying there, 'asleep' and their baser instincts
       took hold.
       >Scores of Fluffy Stallions humping Uni's backside, her belly,
       her face, every part that they could get to, sending the Mares
       and Foals shrieking away from their 'Idol' in a panic as the
       lust-driven Males covered every square inch they could find with
       their own bodies.
       >Created so much static electricity between their own fluff and
       'Uni's' synthetic silk Fluff that they almost reset themselves.
       Was hilarious to hear the Cleaner describe Fluffies humping
       furiously then squeaking in alarm as little arcs of static
       electricity jumped out and 'zapped' between Fluffy Ponies.
       >Their lustful rendition of "EEEENF EEEENF  *squeak* EEEEENF!"
       was enough to make the show filming next door complain to the
       producers.
       >Kinda hard to do a somber moment when your actors cannot stop
       bursting into laughter at two dozen little voices giving vent to
       their lust and desire a few meters away.
       >Had to use Humans in Furry Suits after that. Mares and Foals
       were alright, but the damn Stallions had figured out that
       'Uni's' Fluff was the softest of them all, and even if they
       couldn't find the 'Naughty Place', it still felt good.
       >Next 'Show' you were trying to shoot, live no less, eight of
       the damn things climbed up your legs and clung to Uni's
       backside, thrusting away wildly and proclaiming 'Softest Pwot
       Evah!'
       >Ad-libbed that they were naughty Fluffies, and made you upset,
       and should not jump Mares just because the Stallions felt
       Naughty.
       >Minor hiccup, censors let it slide as a 'educational' video.
       Damn episode ended up on the internet, passed back and forth by
       the sick fucks who get their rocks off fucking the Uni the
       Unicorn dolls.
       >Stallions were booted out of the set, left to wander the
       alleyways as strays after that. The Mares and the Foals were
       rehomed as quickly as possible. You still hear them sobbing in
       your dreams, that they loved 'Uni', why did they have to leave,
       they were Good Fluffies!
       >Ended up that Fluffies in Hollywood were quite eager to share
       their homes with such 'celebrities', however, so that ended
       well. You think.
       >Poor Sammy was horrified, however. Damn things were hard up
       against the Latex 'body' of the suit and pounding furiously
       against Sammy's back and thighs, she still has nightmares of
       being molested by giant cotton-wool balls some nights.
       >"Hewwo fwiends, Uni wuv yuu!" You say loudly, manipulating the
       levers in Uni's 'chest' to make her mouth move in time to your
       voice. "How awe yuu?"
       >Lift a leg and 'wave' it at the Camera.
       >Wait ten seconds for the 'audience' to wave back.
       >"Uni happy to see yuu aww again. Today, Uni an' Fwiends gun be
       pwayin' wit Baww! Yuu aww haf yuu Bawws?" You ask as the other
       actors, on all fours in their 'Fluffy Suits', shuffle in,
       pushing the 'Baww' with them.
       >Actually, it's a guy in a suit rigged with lights inside a
       giant inflatable ball with a foot-wide 'clear strip' for him to
       see out of. 'Baww' is the friend of the show's Fluffies.
       >Another tragedy there. Poor guy could barely see out in the
       first version of the 'Baww', ran over two batches of Foals by
       accident once. Thankfully You and Sammy had goofed your
       positioning for the shot and gotten between him and the camera,
       so that the gory stains weren't visible.
       >Man goes through a bottle of Jim after every show after
       that....apparently there was a Foal whose ribs had penetrated
       the plastic, and when he tried to roll off stage, the thing kept
       talking to him, saying "Why Baww nu fun? Why gif owies? Baybeh
       wuv yuu!"
       >As some sort of weird self-inflicted penance, the guy has
       thirty ex-strays living with him in his apartment.
       >How he manages to not kill himself after listening to all those
       squeaky voices every evening, you will never know.
       >"Hewwo Uni, we wuv yuu!" The actors in the smaller Fluffy Suits
       all say loudly, and the guy in the ball jumps up and down to
       make the ball 'bounce' excitedly.
       >"An' Uni wuv aww her fwiends!" You respond, trying to not
       squeak as Sammy's hands tease you. "Is Baww weady to pway too?"
       >The 'Baww' bounces up and down vigorously.
       >Survey says that 'Baww' is the second favourite character on
       your show.
       >"Den aww Fwuffies pway!" You 'shout' happily.
       >Both you and Sammy lift your legs quickly, clumsily immitating
       'trotting on the spot'.
       >Makes your suit's fluff shake about wildly, but apparently it
       looks good to the Fluffy Ponies, according to Sammy's tests.
       >"Awighty den! Fwuffies, push Baww about! Be guud to each otha!"
       You say as the other Actors start to 'push' the giant Ball
       around the set.
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       >"You being a good boy, Frank?" Your owner asks from the
       White-Tiled-Nummies-Place.
       >"Yes, Mumma, Fwank bein' guud!" You shout back. Don't want her
       coming over here....Naughty Place is so hot right now. Mumma
       doesn't like that. Says you are a 'Dirty Fluffy' when you have a
       hot naughty place.
       >You are a Boy Fluffy with pale brown fluff and black mane and
       tail.
       >And you're watching your favourite show in the world.
       >Uni the Unicorn. Uni the Magical. Uni the most Beautiful Fluffy
       in the World!
       >You went and got your Ball when she asked.
       >Wave at her when she waves at you.
       >You're Uni's friend, she always says hello to you. She said she
       loves you again today....
       >Oh ..... Uni. She makes you feel so warm and fuzzy inside.
       >"......Den aww fwuffies pway!" Uni says, in her beautiful
       voice, and then does the Dance.
       >"Oooooooooh....." You groan, watching her Fluff shake around
       like that, shining under the light, swaying back and forth .....
       >No Mare can compare to Uni ....
       >All the other Stallions at the Play-Ground agree.
       >When you go over to Dangle's place, Dangle's Daddy lets you all
       watch a moving picture of Uni getting Special Hugged by many
       Stallions....
       >Makes you all angry .... Uni is your (special) Friend! How dare
       they give her Special Hugs!
       >Then Uni says she's sad, she didn't want to have Special Hugs
       with Naughty Stallions.
       >Maybe ..... she wanted to have Special Hugs with Stallions she
       loved?
       >Stallions like ... you? She says she loves you, every day!
       >"Mmmph." You grunt, laying down flat on the couch and watching
       as Uni and her Friends push the Baww around in their Garden.
       >The way her legs move ...
       >Your naughty place has been hot for some time now.
       >The way her Fluff shines .....
       >Start to give Special Hugs to the couch. Mumma doesn't like
       that, but you just ...
       >The soft, gentle eyes ........
       >.... can't stop yourself!
       >"Uni ... UNI! Fwank wuv yuu .... wan gif Special Huggies." You
       whimper softly, eyes glued to the television, and then it
       happens!
       >"Uni wuv to pway wit her fwieeeeeeeeeeeeegh!" Uni squeals as
       her legs get tangled, and she falls onto her face ... and her
       hind-quarters lift into the air.
       >There's a tearing noise ... and then .... NAUGHTY PLACE!
       >Uni's Naughty Place is right there! You can see it, a strip of
       hot pink colour suddenly showing between her thick, soft white
       Fluff.
       >You stop humping the couch. Your whole body tenses.
       >Uni .... you .... you......
       >"FWANK HAF SPECSHAW HUGGIES!" You squeal in delight, propelling
       yourself off the couch with a burst of lust-powered strength,
       landing with a grunt on the coffee table then launching yourself
       forwards again, slapping onto the Television and clutching
       desperately with your legs.
       >Uni must want it too! Fluff is all tingly, sticking to the
       screen.
       >"EENF EEENF EEEENF!" You groan loudly, thrusting for all you're
       worth, but you can't seem to find her Naughty Place!
       >"Frank, what in the ... FRANK! No! Bad Fluffy! Don't do that to
       the Television!" Your Owner shrieks, coming running from the
       kitchen.
       >"Nuuu, Uni, Fwank hewe, Fwank hewe to gif Specshaw Huggies!"
       You protest loudly as your owner tries to pull you off the
       screen.
       >"Frank, you're being bad, stop it!" Your Owner shrieks, her
       fingers digging deep into your fluff, scratching your skin.
       >"Nuuuu, Uni wuv Fwank, Fwank wuv Uni, nu take Fwank away fwom
       Fwank's Wuv!" You sob as you are finally prised off the
       television .... and placed into your naughty room.
       >"Bad Fluffy, Frank, You are a Bad Fluffy!" Your Owner shouts,
       slamming the door.
       >You sob and cry.
       >So close ... you were sure, just a few moments more, you would
       have found Uni's Special Place and been one with her.
       >Made her the happiest Fluffy Mare in the world.
       >Sob and sniffle and drag yourself over to your Uni the Unicorn
       Doll, and mount it, finding the silky hole that your Owner found
       so hilarious when she bought it for you.
       >'Lyra Doll' she called it.
       >Silly Owner, Uni isn't called Lyra!
       >Have the Good Feels, but it's not enough.
       >It's not the real Uni ....
       >Hug the Uni Doll to your chest and cry.
       >Why? Why can't your Owner understand?
       >You love Uni....
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       >Be a Feral Fluffy.
       >Your Herd is watching the Magic Picture Boxes.
       >Well, the Stallions and Colts are, at least.
       >Mares like to watch Uni the Unicorn too, but they have to watch
       the Magic Picture Boxes at the other window.
       >Can't risk them getting too close right now.
       >Could give them Special Hugs!
       >Mares, Fluffy Mummas, Fillies, Old Mares .... none of them
       would be safe here.
       >All the Stallions sit just out of hoof-reach, humping the empty
       air franticly, watching the Magic Picture Boxes.
       >"Auunnnnnngh! Naugthy Pwace so huwty!" Your Smarty Friend
       growls in a mixture of pain, lust and frustration. "Why nu can
       haf Uni? Smawty Fwiend is Best Fwuffy! Haf guud Hewd, biggest
       pokey thing!"
       >Lying asshole! Yours is bigger!
       >Every Stallion thinks that, sometimes out loud.
       >"Den aww Fwuffies pway!" Uni says, smiling so softly at the
       Fluffies.
       >At you, most of all, you're sure.
       >"Auuuuungh!" The Stallions groan, thrusting and thrusting
       without any relief or way of release.
       >"Fw-fwiends?" a voice asks, meekly.
       >It's another Stallion....and his face is wet with tears.
       >"Fwiends, haf favo ... OH! Uni! Duce miss yuu!" He says,
       running forwards and tapping on the window with his hooves
       franticly, sobbing and crying. "Uni! UNI! Fowgive Duce! Duce
       sowwy!"
       >You growl unhappily. Nobody is allowed to be that close to the
       Window! Smarty Friend gets the front row, then Toughie Friends
       like you, then the other Stallions.
       >Also hurts Fluffy Pony Necks to look up that high like that.
       >Smarty Friend looks at this 'Duce' with a curious expression,
       however.
       >"Why yuu wan Uni fowgive yuu?" Smarty Friend asks, still
       dry-humping the air. "Uni is Best Fwuffy, awways wuv Fwuffies."
       >"Duce was Bad Fwuffie!" Duce sobs, still tapping on the window,
       his eyes fixed on Uni's shaking fluff. "Duce an' Fwiends twy to
       gif Special Hugs to Uni, but she haffin' sleepy-times."
       >Stallions gasp and whisper. Smarty Friend looks stunned.
       >This Fluffy touched Uni! HAD SPECIAL HUGS WITH YOUR UNI?
       >"Den we twy haf moar Special Hugs when she pwayin', but she say
       we baaaaaad Fwuffies." Duce whimpers, shuffling back to sit next
       to your Smarty Friend, big fat tears in his eyes. "Uni's
       Hoomin's throw us out, teww Fwuffies we nevah come back. Duce
       nevah get chance to teww Uni he sowwy fo' being a Naughty
       Fwuffy."
       >"Yuu ... haf Special Hugs wit' Uni?" Your Smarty Friend gasps,
       his hips pumping and thrusting wildly.
       >Everyone is at once excited, angry and hopeful.
       >If a weak little Fluffy like this could have Special Hugs with
       Uni, you could have them too!
       >Have Special Hugs with Uni! Nnnnn! NNNN! NNNNNNNNNNNNN!
       >Ooops. Sticky belly fluff....at least you don't have huwties
       anymore....
       >"Nuu, nu could find her Naughty Pwace." Duce sighs, closing his
       eyes and whimpering, but a slow smile spreads across his face.
       "Buh Uni's Fwuff .... so soft. Softah den anyting...."
       >"Softah den Mare Fwuff?" Your Smarty Friend asks hoarsely,
       inching towards the New Friend.
       >Everybody is, eager to hear his story. It's dangerous .... if
       Fluffies get too close to each other in this state, everyone
       could start having Special Hugs with Stallions, get stuck
       together till the sky makes Wa-Was again or their Fluff pulls
       out!
       >Nobody is watching Uni anymore. Everyone wants to hear about
       how this Fluffy Special Hugged her! To have actually touched the
       Great Uni, and had Special Hugs even.....he is such a Lucky
       Fluffy!
       >"How Duce say .... gwound hawd and cowd, and fwuff soft and
       wamm?" He says, looking at the Herd's Stallions with that same
       slow smile. "Weww, Uni's fwuff makes Mare fwuff feww wike hawd
       cowd gwound."
       >"Feww soooo guud on Naughty Pwace, Duce nu mind nu finding
       Uni's Naughty Pwace." Duce sighs happily.
       >"Auuunnngh! AUUUUUNNNNNGH! Smawty Fwiend wan haf wots of
       SPECIAL HUGS WIGHT NOW!" Your Smarty Friend groans loudly.
       >You want them now too. Just imagining Uni squealing and
       grunting as you give her Special Hugs and make her Your Mare
       makes your head spin.
       >You can't even grasp the concept of Fluff that could be softer
       than Mare Fluff. It must be like .... like ......
       >"Uni wuv to pway wit her fwieeeeeeeeeeeeegh!" Uni squeals as
       her legs get tangled, and she falls onto her face ... and her
       hind-quarters lift into the air.
       >There's a tearing noise ... and then .... NAUGHTY PLACE! A
       strip of hot, vibrant pink appears between her so-soft White
       Fluff!
       >Everyone turned to watch as they heard their precious Idol
       squeal, babbling "Wha huwt Uni!" ... and then everyone's eyes
       grew so very, very wide.
       >For a brief second, the whole world goes silent and still for
       the Stallions.....
       >"UNI!" The Stallions cried out as one, slipping and scrambling
       to slap agains the window, thrusting wildly against the glass,
       and in the case of those in the back rows, against the rapidly
       pumping and bumping backsides of the Smarty Friend and Toughie
       Friends.
       >"Eeeenf! EEEEENF! Whu pokin' Smawty Fwiend? Eeeenf! Nu do
       daa-AAAAAAGH! Bad Huggi-EEEEENF, BAD HUGGIES-EEEEEEENF!" Your
       Smarty Friend howls, but he doesn't stop trying to give Special
       Hugs through the window.
       >You don't either.
       >Nobody does. Nobody can stop themselves.
       >Uni is lying there, her back legs wiggling, but her front legs
       and head lying down on the ground.
       >She's exposed, waiting for you!
       >Waiting for YOU specifically, you're sure!
       >Her Friends are all gathering around, crying out her name,
       asking if she's alright.
       >Magic Picture Boxes flash, and the Angry Man is in the window,
       shouting at you.
       >Shouting about getting his windows dirty.
       >Fluffies squeal and stumble away.
       >Dirty Sticky Water and Fluff all over the window now.
       >Mares and Fillies and Foals all squeal and run away to the Safe
       Place, like they were told if the Angry Man shows his face.
       >Stallions stagger after them, exhausted and heart-broken.
       >Just a little more ... surely you would have found a way to get
       to Uni .....
       >Wait, Duce is with your Herd, talking to Smarty Friend as
       everyone waddles towards the broken-down van a few blocks away.
       >Smarty Friend calls all of the Herd together to say something.
       >"Fwiends, dis Fwuffy says he know Uni, the Magical Bested
       Fwuffy." Smarty Friend says, waiting for the excited whispering
       to die off before continuing. "New Fwiend Duce say, he know way
       into Uni's Safe Place. Show Hewd the way, buh he need owr hewp
       to get dere."
       >"Fwuffies gu, an' hewp Duce say Sowwy to Uni." Smarty Friend
       shouts loudly, and the whole Herd cheers. "Mares gif Hugs to
       Duce, make him pwetty. Den make Stallions pwetty, den yuu, den
       Foals. Nu wan Uni tink we Diwty Fwuffies!"
       >"Aww Stallions fowwow Smarty Fwiend, haf tawk outside Safe
       Box."
       >All the Stallions shuffle out as the Mares and Fillies pounce
       on Duce, eagerly grooming him, perhaps a little too well judging
       by all his yelping, mumbling about why they should help a Stupid
       New Fluffy apologise, when they could be the ones making Uni
       love them instead.
       >"Dat why I Smawty Fwiend, an' Yuu nuu Smawty Fwiend." The
       Smarty Friend scoffs. "We get Duce show Hewd how to Uni's Safe
       Pwace, teww her we be Guud Fwuffies, live wit' Uni....."
       >Everyone is humping the air again. Leering at each other,
       giggling excitedly.
       >You think you will be a Smarty Friend too, and wait till Herd
       finds Uni, then you race ahead and give her Special Hugs, make
       her your Mare first, make her love your Pokey Thing most of all.
       >All the Stallions think that.
       >None of them even concieve the notion that any other Fluffy
       could possibly come up with such a brilliant plan.
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       >Be 'Tasha' Googaluv. Having a panadol to try and get rid of
       your throbbing headache and the pain of a busted nose.
       >Everyone is having coffee after a 'successful' show, although
       you've decided to pass on the coffee yourself.
       >Busting your nose on the control panel of the Uni Suit was
       decidedly painful, and now, everything tastes like blood....
       >Just bruised, the First Aid Technician said, but fuck him, you
       feel like you just got king-hit by King Kong.
       >Sammy keeps apologising. Wasn't her fault, the set is old and
       needs repairs, that pannel of astro-turf has been loose for
       weeks now.
       >Director is talking animatedly on the phone, looks excited.
       >Don't know why. Studio was overwhelmed with complaints from
       viewers about Uni 'flashing' their beloved Pets, and then having
       to clean all the spooge off their Televisions.
       >Apparently, today, you, Sammy and a loose section of astro-turf
       are responsible for two hundred and eighty three Fluffy Pony
       Stallion deaths.
       >Breaking their necks slamming into television cabinets or
       against the screens themselves, being crushed under televisions
       as they desperately clung to the screens, apparently several
       dozen differnet households had their Fluffy Stallions fighting
       each other to the death for the right to have 'Special Hugs'
       with Uni.
       >Apparently the Ferals were worse. Every Electronics store in
       the nation that had TVs playing your show in their front windows
       are apparently scraping Fluffy Ponies off the windows.
       >In some cases, litterally, because the little bastards had
       their fun, and then wouldn't stop trying to 'hug' Uni, and were
       then cemented to the glass windows.
       >It would be hilarious if it had happened to somebody else.
       >That said, sales of 'Uni Dolls', especially the Chinese
       'Special Edition', have reached a new height today.
       >Five hundred thousand units have been ordered....
       >Jesus Eeeenfing Christ.
       >Oh hell, here comes the Director, probably with another story
       of another Fluffy Pony owner trying to sue your ass for showing
       off Sarah's ass today.
       >"Ladies and Gents .... Uni the Unicorn just got bought for
       Eleven. Million. Dollars." He bursts into laughter, clutching
       his note-book like it's the Holy Grail.
       >For a blessed handful of seconds, stunned silence, and then
       everyone starts talking all at once.
       >"Holy shit! How much is our cut?"
       >"Who the fuck can throw that kind of money around in this
       economy?"
       >"Wait, does that mean we just sold out to Fox News?"
       >"Wooo-Hoooooooooooo!"
       >"Wait wait wait ... what do you mean, 'sold'?" You shout over
       the hubub, glaring at the Director. "Our contracts state there's
       no sale of proprietary rights without consultation of Sammy and
       myself first!" Your shouting echoes down the corridors of the
       filming studio as everyone goes quiet.  "Do you Fucktards
       realise this means we are all now UNEMPLOYED? We were hired by
       Edu-Max Studios! If the Show has been bought out by another
       Studio, we've just lost our jobs!"
       >"Calling our Lawyer now." Sammy snaps, tapping furiously at her
       IPhone. "If the Board thinks they can fuck us over and walk away
       shit-free, they're in for the legal sodomizing of their
       lifetime!"
       >"No, no, you two don't understand!" The Director shouts back,
       his good humor gone. "That's Eleven Million dollars for you
       two!"
       >"And, what, we're chopping fucking liver?" One of the other
       'Fluffy' Actors shouts angrily.
       >"We were supposed to be fucking consulted about this first!"
       You swear angrily as your partner finally gets through to the
       lawyer. "What was the Board thinking? There's no way in hell
       this can go through without our permission! It's a legally
       binding contract! Uni makes enough money to keep Edu-Max in the
       black, and they think they can buy us off with a few million
       shoved in our faces?"
       >"LISTEN TO ME!" The Director bellows, white-faced. "The Board
       has sold Uni the Unicorn, no ifs and buts about it. Sammy and
       Natasha get Elven Million Dollars, as an incentive to push them
       to agree to the sale, and everyone else gets their full
       severance pay and a guaranteed position on the new Uni the
       Unicorn Show! Same contracts as before, with the new company."
       >Everyone mutters and whispers, and Sammy is angrily whispering
       to your Lawyer on her IPhone.
       >"It's not widely known to the public, but Edu-Max has been
       facing a mounting series of legal challenges from a collection
       of small Asian Movie Studios about the Seven Fluffy Samurai
       spoof-series being filmed here, and we're still fighting a
       hostile take-over by the Fuwafuwa Ponīfechigurūpu
       Consortium. The Board is likely going to succeed in over-turning
       the challenges and keep the Consortium off their backs, but the
       cost to hire a decent legal defence has eaten up the Studio's
       cash reserves because the litigation just won't die off. It's
       like these bastards have a bottomless pit of money to throw at
       us, and the shareholders are getting antsy about the Fuwafuwa
       Ponīfechigurūpu's continuous attempts to buy the
       studio outright." The Director continues, manages to get most of
       the crew's, if not everyone's, attention focused on him. "Do you
       understand, Natasha? The Board has no other choice but to sell
       off their biggest cash-cow, or the entire Studio has to close. I
       get you're pissed, but it's sell Uni's copyrights or everyone
       loses their jobs."
       >............
       >Silence but for Sammy's angry whispering. Everyone has turned
       to stare at you, tight-lipped and pale-faced.
       >You rub at your bruised nose and groan. Of course. Of fucking
       course.
       >"And this ties in to the hostile take-over bid by that Japanese
       Consortium, the Fuwafuwa Ponīfechigurūpu? The legal
       challenge against that Fluffy-themed comedy as a Slander against
       Asian Film History?" You grunt, snorting a half-clotted blockage
       out of your nose. "Bleed us dry through legal action by a group
       of their teritary businesses, then snap us up when we're on the
       rocks for a song?"
       >"As best as the Board can understand, yes, but you have to
       Understand, this buyout does not come from overseas. We've been
       bought by a private individual up north, near the Canadian
       Border, to feature Uni the Unicorn as a mascot for a Theme
       park." The Director replies, looking markedly less panicked now.
       Probably thought you were going to storm the Office and punch
       out the Board.
       >You might just do that, but first, you'll hear the terms of the
       buy-out.
       >"As per your contracts, you are not permitted to use Social
       Networking or any other form of mass-media information
       dissemination devices to forward this information, but the show
       is such a hit with the Fluffy Ponies and their owners that some
       group has decided to build a theme-park to cash in on the craze,
       and Uni is apparently going to be the big draw-card while their
       Theme Park is in the teething phase." The Director hands over
       his notepad to the nearest Actor, who begins reading the pad
       eagerly, his neighbours leaning over his shoulder. "The Park
       itself won't be ready for another three months, and they're
       keeping the actual name and 'theme' very close to their chest,
       but the Show is being re-written as Uni and Friends walking
       north to this 'Theme Park' ... and every week, Fluffy Ponies and
       their Owners can write in and ask Uni questions and the chance
       to win free tickets to the opening day of the theme park."
       >"Nice ...." The Actor grunts, handing the pad over to the next
       worker. "But seriously, a Multi-Species Theme Park?"
       >"Hey, Uni the Unicorn makes a annual turn over of close to
       three million a year just in advertising." Somebody else points
       out.
       >"Our role as such will be to film Uni the Unicorn as she visits
       various places on her trip up North. We are not allowed to give
       away any information  except what's on the script we are to be
       emailed every day. Hell, I don't even know where the damn thing
       is being built." The Director replies with a shaky laugh.
       >"MOTHER FUCKING ASS SHIT BALLS! You completely useless
       turd-packer!!" Sammy explodes, almost throwing her IPhone at the
       wall. "Dammit! Nat, our Lawyer says he can't help. He's been
       brought in under contract by our  Mystery Buyer. Says he can't
       help us due to a 'conflict of interest', and he's legally bound
       to be unable to provide the Buyer's details... except for a
       phone number we can ring."
       >Everyone stares at Sammy, then you.
       >Rub at your busted nose and swear.
       >Today is not going to be a good day.
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       >It's so easy when you're Eeeeevil ......
       >Dammit, there goes the phone.
       >Brand new this day, no way to trace it to you.
       >Hit the button on your desk that will 'modulate' your voice and
       make it sound like the standard creepy 'Mysterious Caller'
       Hollywood loves to use.
       >"Hello?" You say, grinning as you hear the deep, heavy 'Hello'
       echo back at you.
       >"Alright, who are you, and what the fuck do you want with us?"
       A woman angrily demands.
       >Heh. Right to the point, eh?
       >"Well, Miss Natasha Googaluv is it? I represent a certain ...
       group, that wishes to utilize the appeal of your character to
       bring wealth and prosperity to my city." You sigh, leaning back
       in your chair and indulging yourself with an audible chuckle.
       "Uni the Unicorn is the biggest hit in live-action Television
       since Monkey Magic ... oh, forgive me, you're too young to have
       seen that. Well, needless to say, she has quite the pull for our
       ... ahem ... 'Target Audience'?"
       >"Fine, whatever. But the contracts remain as what we had with
       Edu-Max media, word for word? Nobody is getting fired?" The
       firey woman snaps. You can hear her angrer in every word. "And
       what's the deal with all of this Cloak-and-Dagger bullshit?"
       >Good, good, let the Hatred flow through you ....
       >"Of course not. We'd hardly be so foolish as to meddle with
       what seems to be a fantastic television forumla. However ... I
       must ask, when will you be bringing the other two Fluffies into
       the show? We feel they would be an excellent addition to Uni,
       and appeal to an even broader Market-Share."
       >........................................
       >Silence on the phone.
       >Yes, choke on that, you bitch. I know all about your little
       backup plans....
       >"Also, given the current ... financial straights our fair state
       is in, announcing our Goal now would prove .... problematic. In
       short, we have no intention to let the Fluffy out of the Bag,
       not until we are certain that our Theme Park will truly be the
       first, and greatest, Multi-Species Theme Park on Earth."
       >"How did you .... no, nevermind. Alright, fine. You want the
       other two Suits up and running, fine, but it'll take at least
       two days to get them to a workable state, let alone repair the
       damage done to the Uni costume after today's fubar." Resignation
       in her voice. Excellent. She gave up far faster than you had
       anticipated.
       >Good. That means you can keep the other dirty little secrets
       you dug up about her ready for any future 'rebellions'.
       >"Oh, don't be concerned. We have already taken the liberty of
       forwarding the specifications to a professional  animatronics
       studio...." Twist that Knife, just for the fun of it. "....and
       we are informed that all three suits will have been built by
       tomorrow morning to our exact specifications."
       >............................... is that the sound of teeth
       grinding against each other you hear?
       >"Please, Miss Googaluv, feel free to contact us at any time you
       need any further assistance. This is a partnership, after
       all...."
       >Hang up before she can respond.
       >....and no-one loves you when you're Eeeeeeeevil ....... I'm
       lying through my teeth! Your tears are all the company I need!
       >It's a fantastic day to be an Abuser.
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       >Be Natasha Googaluv.
       >Be Pissed Off to the point you could choke somebody to death,
       right here, right now, if you get pushed one inch further.
       >The three Fluffy Pony suits are ready, as the asshole promised.
       They're perfect .... makes you so pissed off. If you'd had the
       money to get your home-based animatronics work-shop geared up to
       modern standards, you could have built these .... FUCK!
       >Fucking perfect designs ... how in the hell did he get hold of
       the schematics? They were on a hard-drive in a safety deposit
       box, completely unconnected to the outside world....
       >All the other Actors are pissing themselves laughing, well,
       except Sammy, who is having hysterics in the corner.
       >Exact Specifications? Fucking asshole! The suits are
       'anatomically correct'.
       >Uni the Unicorn now has two teats located just under her back
       legs, and a fully 'working' vagoo. The other two have the
       sheath-like 'equipment' of a Stallion, plus two large fluffy
       nuts each. All three suits are visibly 'Gendered' now.  >Every
       time the 'Uni' suit moves, her tail will 'swish' from side to
       side and give a tantilizing glimpse of her 'equipment', and the
       mechanisms that have hooked up her back legs to her tail will
       ensure that there's no way to disable this 'feature' in the time
       you have until the Show starts.
       >Latex Horse Vagoo. A God-Damned working latex horse vagoo. The
       Hell? Do these bastards shop at BadDragon.com?
       >Checks on 'Eddy' and 'Pip' also confirm their 'additional
       extra's' also work. Two-Foot Long horse-cock dildos in the
       under-slung 'sheaths' on the bellies of their suits.....
       >FUCKING JESUS EEEENFING CHRIST! What kind of sick fucks hold
       your baby's future in their hands? The Media is going to have a
       goddamn field-day with this!
       >The two other suits, the ones you were sitting on in case the
       Uni the Unicorn show started to 'slow down' in the ratings are
       Eddy the Earth Fluffy and Pip the Pegasus.
       >Eddy is a massive suit, easily twice as 'thick' in the body as
       Uni, and possessing dark green fluff with lighter green mane and
       tail.
       >Pip is slightly smaller than Uni, with a piebald
       brown-and-white pattern and darker brown mane and tail.
       >Controls are roughly the same as your original suit, but
       digital now, rather than your old level and pulley system.
       >Also, whoever made the suits also seems to have come up with a
       'counter' to the Heat Issue, by running small tubes of water
       over and around the pilots, it keeps the suits' internal
       temperatures at 'uncomfortably hot' rather than 'cooking you
       alive'.
       >Sammy is still in the corner, having hysterics. She's the one
       at the 'business' end, after all, and given how Fluffy Pony
       Stallions reacted to yesterday's fubar, she's imagining the
       horrors that will be inflicted on her when they see the 'new
       additions'.
       >Knows enough about Fluffy Pony 'Psychology' to understand that
       large, firm teats are a massive turn-on to Stallions. The whole
       point of the Uni suit was to make her attractive, but you both
       underestimated the sex-drive of the Fluffy Pony Stallions.....
       >Add Uni's normal sex appeal, plus her newly installed and
       working 'equipment', you'll need a fire-truck on permanent
       stand-by to keep the Stallions from attacking now. That or
       fucking marines with belt-fed M-60s firing a continous stream of
       rubber bullets!
       >"Well .... fuck. It could have been worse. At least we all
       still have jobs." One of the other Actors grumbles as he's
       hooking into the back half of 'Eddy'. "Oh jesus, there's a
       button in here labeled 'swag'. What's happening on the outside?"
       >"You just grew a Fluffy Pony boner, that's what. PUSH IT
       AGAIN!" You holler back, facepalming.
       >Dear Eeeeenfing Christ, they even made the 'equipment' self
       lubricating ...
       >Finally, everyone is suited up. Nervous tittering from
       everyone. Show is in two hours, and you've only just recieved
       the script .... and it's from a 'Ghost' Address, meaning no way
       to back-track who your Mystery Boss is .........
       >Fuck!
       >Act 1 of the script is having to 'break the news' to the Fans
       that Uni is going on a Road Trip. In front of a Live Audience
       outside the front of Edu-Max's studio....
       >Then you have a 'dance' to do. Something to show off the new
       suits.
       >'Pip' and 'Eddy' will be hold giant 'kazoos' in their mouths,
       while 'Uni' will be singing.
       >It's all pre-recorded, you just have to dance in time to the
       music. Songs will 'play' out of your suit's 'mouth', and the
       music out of Pip and Eddy's 'Kazoos'.
       >Quick coreography lesson, takes about an hour and a half to get
       everyone performing at acceptable levels. It's easy enough for
       you and Sarah, but the other two suits and pilots haven't had
       months of practice working together.
       >It's clumsy and awkward 'dancing' at it's kindest description,
       but it's for Fluffy Ponies, they'll eat it up like spaghetti.
       >Swallow your rage and frustration, and channel 'The Uni'.
       >Half an Hour to practice your lines with each other before the
       show starts.
       >Sammy is clinging to your backside, giggling hysterically.
       >"My ass, my ass, Fluffy Ponies are going to poke me in the
       ass!" She titters nervously. "Oh God, I'm never going to be able
       to get married!"
       >Not in this State, at least. You think bitterly before starting
       practice off.
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       >Be a Fluffy Mare.
       >Daddy has brought you to Uni's Magical Show, to meet Uni
       herself!
       >You can't stop hugging him or making 'squeeeeeee' noises,
       you're that excited.
       >Uni is so Magical, so Beautiful, so Kind, you want to be just
       like her.
       >Even put up with baths and Daddy's Noisy Hot Air Toy so that
       Nice Ladies can make your Fluff that pristine, perfect white
       like Unis, and so they can dye your mane the same dusky-pink.
       >Your Special Friend liked that a lot.
       >You liked it too .... but your name is Caramel, not Uni.
       >Why can't he ever remember that? Why does he have to shout
       "UNI!" during Special Hugs like that?
       >Lots of Fluffies are coming to the show, Uni has something
       important to say, the News-Hoomin said.
       >Maybe she's going to say something to you?
       >Oh! Maybe she's going to say you're a Good Friend?
       >You'd be so, so very happy! You love Uni, she's everything you
       ever want to be! Smart! Pretty! Brave! Funny!
       >Fluffies in the arms of their Hoomins, like you, cheer and
       wave, all but bouncing in the safety of those big, strong arms.
       >Hundreds more Fluffies are crammed into the car-park, babbling
       and hugging and cheering. Some have Collars, but most are Bad
       Fluffies who don't live with Hoomins.
       >Some are trying to be nice, but Daddy says Bad Fluffies have
       Nasty Biting Bugs and will steal your toys.
       >Want to give them Hugs, teach them to be Good Fluffies, be like
       Uni, but Daddy says no.
       >Fluffies ask if you are Uni. Some are crying, saying they want
       to meet her.
       >Tell them you are not, you just made pretty like her. Promise
       them that Uni will be here soon, she said so.
       >Be good until then.
       >Daddy says you're just like Uni.
       >Makes you squeeeeeeee again. YAY! Be like Uni!
       >Stupid Special Friend is in the crowd of Fluffies, up near the
       front, fighting with the other Stallions.
       >Mares and Foals, mostly, filling up three quarters of the
       car-park.
       >The Stallions .... are all up at the front, pushing,
       squabbling, wrestling for position. Shouting at each other,
       bawling that they have Owies, why is Uni not here, that they
       love her more than anything ....
       >There's a padded wall just in front of the stage, high enough
       that a Fluffy Pony can see over it, but not climb. Too heavy for
       Fluffies to push over, too smooth for them to climb up.
       >Daddy says it's to stop Bad Fluffies from trying to give Uni
       hugs without her permission.
       >At first you found that strange, but then, Uni is just one
       Fluffy, and there are so many Stallions down there, and they're
       all acting soooooo mean.
       >"Fwuffie heww since bright ball stop sweepin'! I gif Huggies
       fiwst!" One shouts indignantly as those behind him try to drag
       him back from the Padded Wall.
       >"Yuu aww Bad Fwuffies! Uni wuvs me, ME!" A big purple Fluffy
       shouts angrily, flailing at the other Fluffies crushing around
       him with his hooves. "Yuu nu wuthy of Uni's wuv! Onwy Smawty
       Fwiend wuthy!"
       >"UNI! Where Uni? Duce wan tawk to Uni!" A little Silver Fluffy
       whines, jumping up and down at the back of the Stallion-Pack.
       "Why Fwiends nu hewp Duce wike dey pwomise?"
       >There's a good three meter distance between the Mares and Foals
       and the Stallions.
       >The Mares keep apart enough that they can all dance and play,
       keep their Foals close by, but still talk.
       >Stallions scrunch up so tight they are all standing on their
       hind legs, pushing forwards, fighting and pushing and nibbling
       each other's ears.
       >Finally .... THEME MUSIC!
       >There's Uni, and she looks .... different. Even more beautiful
       than before!
       >"Fwiends! Uni so gwad yuu come to see Her!" Uni says loudly,
       waving a leg at the assembled Fluffies.
       >"HEWWO UNI!" The Mares and Foals cheer.
       >"AUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNGH!" The Stallions groan, making a weird
       little bouncing-thrusting dance.
       >"Nuuu, Fwuffies be guud, nu fite!" Uni says loudly again,
       shaking her head and making tut-tut-tut noises. "Uni hewe to
       teww Fwuffies Big News! Pwease nu fite, or Uni haf to go back
       inside Safe Pwace...."
       >Mares and Foals boo, shout that Stallions are going to ruin it
       for everyone.
       >Stallions sob and shuffle back...oh. Everyone has Naughty
       Places. Stallions are so ashamed, Uni only just showed up, and
       now she's telling them to be good already.
       >"We wuv yuu, Uni! Pwease, nu weave us!" A Stallion whimpers,
       sobbing big fat tears.
       >"Uni nu guu 'way, if Fwuffies pwomise to be guud." She
       promises, her eye-lashes fluttering at the Stallions.
       >All the Stallions bleat excitedly, then crouch down.
       >Can hear the Mares giggling. The 'Uni Look' maked them behave
       like Colts having their first Hot-Need-Feels time.
       >See your Special Friend at the back of the Stallion-Pack,
       crouched down low, looking back at you with an apologetic
       expression.
       >Good. See how he feels now. Uni told him to behave. Stupid
       Special Friend!
       >"Uni haf news fo' Fwiends! Uni going to New Safe Pwace ... haf
       to weave, miss aww fwiends hewe, but Uni nu gun weave yuu
       behind!" She says loudly, as the Fluffies turn and chatter to
       each other, worried and confused.
       >Uni is leaving? But she says she's not leaving you behind?
       >"Uni is going 'NOWTH', to New safe Pwace! Uni gon' send wots o'
       Moving Pictures to her Fwiends on the Magic Picture Boxes their
       Mummies and Daddies have, so Fwiends knuu where Uni is goin'!"
       Uni giggles and trotts on the spot, and the Stallions groan and
       sigh.
       >"Buh Uni not goin' awone! Say hewwo to Uni's Big Brudda and Lil
       Brudda!" The Magical Goddess says brightly, happily.
       >Stallions look pale.
       >Mares and Foals gasp excitedly.
       >Uni has Brothers? Oh, oh, this is fantastic!
       >You're squeeeee-ing so hard that Daddy can barely keep hold of
       you.
       >Out comes the perkiest, and biggest, Pegasus you've ever seen,
       all gangly legs and awkward, bobbing head. Must be a Colt!
       >He's sooooooo cute!
       >"Dis Lil Brudda, Pip!" Uni cheers, waving a leg at Pip, who
       flutters his wings and bows to the Fluffies.
       >"Hewwo, fwiends! Uni teww Pip 'bout yuu, Pip wan be yuu Fwiend
       too!" He even sounds like an adorable colt too!
       >Everyone cheers and waves back, but the Stallions seem a little
       forced.
       >They can see something that's making them sad ....
       >".....an' dis Big Brudda, Eddy!" Uni cheers again, and you go
       still as a stone.
       >Every Mare and Fillie goes still.
       >Stallions start to swear. See one stand up, leaning on the
       Fluffies in front of him and shout "Dat nu faiw! How Fwuffies
       suppose to beat dat?!".
       >Biggest, muscliest, sexiest Earth Fluffy you've ever seen
       stomps out onto the stage and stands next to Uni, nearly
       dwarfing his Sister and Brother.
       >"Hewwo, fwiends." He rumbles in the deepest, sexiest voice
       ever. "Eddy wuv wittle Fwuffies, do wittle Fwuffies wuv him?"
       >"WE WUV YUU!" The Mares and Fillies all shriek at the top of
       their lungs, startling the Foals and Colts still scattered
       amongst them. Stallions cower on the ground and cry and whine
       about 'Unfaiw!' and 'Cheatin' Fwuffies!'
       >You have stopped squeeeee-ing now and are desperately shouting
       to Eddy that you love him! Uni is wonderful, Pip is cute, but
       Eddy! Oh! Eddy, Eddy, EDDY, EDDY!
       >Your little legs move franticly, desperate to get purchase.
       >You want to go up and nuzzle his sexy chest right now.
       >Oh, Celestia, what a Flank!
       >"D-dammit! Caramel, calm down!" Your Daddy complains as he
       struggles to hold you.
       >"EDDY! Wuv yuu! CARAMEL WUV YUU!" You squeal at the top of your
       little fluffy lungs.
       >"Caramel!" Daddy complains as the other Hoomins stare at you
       both.
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       >Well, this is the crap-storm of the century.
       >Thankfully, the cameras aren't pitched low enough to see all
       the additional 'equipment' everyone is packing.
       >The Stallion-pile at the front, however ....
       >Saw Uni's full, round teats and went into screaming over-drive
       until you chided them.
       >Then Pip came out, and they saw the package he had, and went
       quiet.
       >Then Eddy came out, and their sullen silence turned into
       simmering rage and jealousy.
       >The Mares, on the other hand, are cheering and whistling. You
       can barely hear yourself talk over the Mares squealing for Eddy
       to come over and give them Hugs.
       >Jesus Eeeeenfing Christ.
       >"Fwuffies! FWUFFIES! Uni haf moar to say!" You shout, and the
       Mares and Fillies slowly calm down.
       >Ladies, contain your orgasms, please!
       >"Before Uni and Bruddas gu on Wong Twip, Uni wan' do someting
       speshaw fo' aww hew Fwiends!" You say to the 'Crowd', who are
       now all fixated on you once more. "Uni haf pwacticed wong an'
       hawd fo' dis, so pwease, nu noisy-tawk tiww Uni finish, pwease?"
       >That's the cue. Slightly modified 'Pinkie Keen' instumental
       music, with the Eddy and Pip playing the Kazoos in 'tune' to
       where the additional voices in the song's chorus would normally
       be.
       >As Fluffy Ponies shout they will be quiet, then start turning
       around to shush each other, the Stage Hands rush out to clamp
       the giant 'kazoos' into Eddy and Pip's mouths, and a headset and
       microphone to 'Uni's' head.
       >All of which are just props, the acutal speakers are located
       inside the suits' mouths.
       >"Uni sing! Fwuffies can' dance, jus' no make Noisy-Tawk,
       oh-kay!" You say one last time as the music starts, and all
       three 'Super Fluffies' start to dance from side to side in time
       to the music.
       >"Ooooooh ... Uni wuv her Fwiends, an' Uni wan to pway...." You
       'sing' as 'Eddy' and 'Pip' sway back and forth, pretending to
       play their Kazoos in tune to your singing. "An' Uni wan to smile
       an' wun but sowwy, nu, not toooo-day!"
       >Fluffies bobbing and dancing on the spot, being relatively
       silent, totally fixated on your Suits, big, brilliant smiles
       plastered across their faces.
       >Okay, so far so good, but the song calls for you to start
       turning around and around.....
       >Crap, here goes!
       >"Cause Uni on a Jour-ney..." You 'sing' as you do a full 360
       degree spin ... slowly.
       >"Fwuffie see teats!" A Stallion gasps excitedly as you, Eddy
       and Pip turn side-on to the Fluffy Crowd.
       >"An' Uni haf go far...." you are almost 180 degrees now....
       "Buh Uni nu gon' weave you, Fwiends, nu Uni far too smawt!"
       >"PWOT!" Another shouts excitedly as your rear comes into view,
       but thankfully the music is loud enough that none of the cameras
       hopefully picked it up.
       >"An' Uni send you pic-tuwes, an Uni wead yuu mail! An' Uni an'
       her Bruuuuuud-das wiww see yuu aww some day!" You keep singing
       as you turn around to face the crowd ... and barely stop from
       tripping over your own feet.
       >Stallions have forgotten your request. They're all scrunched up
       against the padded barrier, grunting, groaning, pounding
       desperately on the smooth plastic padding with their hooves and
       bodies, foam and tongues hanging out of their mouths.
       >Can barely hear them over the 'music' and the 'Kazoos' being
       played by 'Eddy' and 'Pip', but you understand the gist of it.
       >Fluffy Orgy Pile not two meters from you.
       >Thank All the Gods that Sammy can't see this.
       >"When Uni finds hew pwace, and Bruddas safe an' sound, den Uni
       send dah Word to Fwuf-fies, aww across dah towns!" shimmy,
       shimmy .... oh God, there's at least a dozen Stallions either
       dead or unconscious from being squashed in the mob, rag-dolling
       around as the bodies around them trash and hump and push.
       >"An' fwiend can fowwow Uni, to dah Shiny New-Bright Town! So
       Fwuffies nu be sad, an' Fwuffies stay wite dere! Cause Uni an'
       her Bruddas gonna show yuu how to get rite dere!"
       >The Mares and Foals are cheering, dancing all over the place,
       hugging each other.
       >The Stallions can't hold it in anymore. Streamers of ... oh God
       no  ... shooting up into the air.
       >Thankfully the Stage Hands are there to help, and start the
       'fire works' early.
       >Fire works being hundreds and hundreds of Party-Poppers set on
       the other side of the barrier.
       >Streamers and bright sparks fill the air, causing the Stallions
       to squeal, some in fear, most in delight, their lust overtaken
       for the moment by their normally child-like natures.
       >Hopefully the Cameras from the News Networks won't catch all
       the streams of fluffy semen amongst the paper streamers....
       >"YAAAAAAAY! Fwuffies aww guud dancahs!" You cheer, shuffling
       from leg to leg, and 'Eddy' and 'Pip' throw their heads around
       and prance around on stage. "Yuu aww Guud Fwiends! Uni so wucky
       to haf such Guud Fwiends!"
       >"We wuv yuu!" The Fluffies cheer back ... oh crap!
       >Seems that some of the Stallions figured out that if they can
       climb on the backs of the front-row stallions, they can climb
       over the barrier!
       >Stage Hands try to grab the Fluffies, but there's close to a
       hundred, all scrambling over the barrier and charging towards
       you.
       >"Uuuuuuuunnnnnnneeeeeeeehhhhhhhh!" They squeal happily, doing a
       strange butt-dragging dance .... oh god. It's a forest of
       wiggling pink two-inch fluffy weiners charging at you!
       >Looks like the 'additions' to Uni's backside had the worst
       possible effect.
       >"Nuuu, Bad Fwuffies!" You 'squeal' as Eddy and Pip rush
       forwards, 'blowing' their Kazoos at the charging Stallions, most
       of whom squeal and pee themselves in fright as the sheer volume
       up-close rattles them.
       >Several Smarty Friends squabble , pushing and shoving and
       arguing over who you 'wuv', but there's a Silver Fluffy Stallion
       shuffling forwards, bawling at the top of his lungs.
       >"Nuu, Bad Fwuffies, nu wan haf Hugs now, haf Hugs afta Show."
       You say loudly.
       >"Nuuuu, Uni, Duce wan' say sowwy!" The Silver Stallion cries
       loudly, big fat tears dropping out of his eyes to splash down on
       the stage.
       >Can't kick him off stage, that would ruin Uni's image, and the
       Stage Hands are having enough issues trying to get the Ferals
       off the stage without getting in the way of the cameras.
       >Wait ... Duce? Duce, name seems familiar....
       >"Wat Fwiend sowwy for?" You ask, 'dropping' Uni's head down
       closer to the ground to be at 'eye level' with the Feral.
       >"Duce wuv yuu, Uni! Is why Duce gif Special Huggies! Buh nu wan
       yuu be Saddies!" 'Duce' whimpers, plopping down on his belly
       just a foot from your 'head'. "Duce wait fo' days to say sowwy,
       but Meanie Hoomins say Duce nu awwowed back inside nu moar! Duce
       wait an' wait, wan say Sowwy to Uni!"
       >"Oooooooooh." You say loudly. "Uni wemembah Duce. Duce was
       Naughty Fwuffie who make Uni cwy, wuin show..."
       >Look up and blink as you hear Fluffy Ponies all shouting "Dat
       Bad Fwuffie! He make Uni cwy!".
       >Crap. Duce is so close the microphones in 'Uni's' head are
       picking up his comments.
       >Have to ad-lib the fuck outta this.
       >"Uni fowgiff Duce ... but Duce nu gif Special Huggies if nu
       towd it okay." You say in your best 'sorry boy' voice, shuffling
       forwards to plant Uni's 'lips' on Duce's head as his head bows
       lob, the little silver Stallion sobbing his heart out. "Uni wuv
       yuu, Duce, but Uni wuv yuu as Fwiend, nu as Special Fwiend. Uni
       is waitin' fo' One Twue Special Fwiend."
       >"I .... I .... w-waaaaaaaaaaah!" Duce shudders, then starts
       crying, and you and Sarah 'kneel down' in front of him, using
       Uni's 'Head' to pull Duce up against Uni's chest and give him
       cuddles. Can feel his little legs grab Uni as the little Silver
       Stallion burys his face in your fluff and cries over his broken
       heart.
       >Stallions are all staring at you, wide-eyes, mouths open, tails
       lifted, absolute joy shining in their eyes.
       >Mares are squeaking and squealing, hugging each other and so
       very, very excited.
       >"Oh, Gods, 'Tasha, what have you done?" Sarah whispers from the
       back end, nails digging into your skin.
       >Crap.
       >You just accidentally gave every desperate Stallion in America
       an opening to apply for the position of Uni's Special Friend.
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       >Somewhere else.
       >You are a Fluffy Pony Stallion, on the couch with your Lyra
       Doll watching the end of Uni's Concert, and your mind is just a
       blurr of half-finished thoughts and plans.
       >So many things, to say, to do, to plan .....
       >But first....push the Lyra doll off the couch, and crawl up to
       the top of the couch to peer into the kitchen, where Mummy is
       making breakfast for her Foals.
       >"MUMMY!" You cry out loud. "Whewe Fwank's Cwayons and Papahs
       be! Fwank haf wetta to wite! Need Wittle Stamp Papers
       tuuuuuuuu!"
       >"To who, Frank?" Mummy asks with surprise.
       >"To Uni! She say Fwank is her One Twue Speshaw Fwiend!" You say
       eagerly, grinning maniacally, tail wiggling franticly.
       >You can't wait for Uni to read your letter, she's going to love
       you for sure!
       #Post#: 1001--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Story and Art Launchpad
       By: Lord Anubis Date: June 30, 2012, 2:25 am
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       Looks great to me. I'd wait for Phil, since this is gonna be THE
       start, but you have my green light.
       #Post#: 1002--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Story and Art Launchpad
       By: Giant_Neckbeard Date: June 30, 2012, 2:29 am
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       Something I was planning, having People speaking in one
       Text-Font, Fluffy Ponies speaking in another, and Fuzzy Ponies
       speaking in a third, just to ensure people can tell the
       'difference', given my stories end up cluster-fucks text-walls
       at times.
       #Post#: 1003--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Story and Art Launchpad
       By: Lord Anubis Date: June 30, 2012, 2:42 am
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       Not a bad idea for the image posts, but that won't work on
       Pastebin.
       And check your images to make sure they're not cropped at the
       bottom. I sympathize, because I have to deal with cropping all
       the time.
       #Post#: 1021--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Story and Art Launchpad
       By: Giant_Neckbeard Date: June 30, 2012, 2:24 pm
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       Understood, just tell me when to start the madness.
       Working on parts 2 and 3 of the Uni Story, after which point
       feel free to grab her and use her, Pip and Eddy (or their
       'pilots) however you see fit guys.
       I'm currently also grabbing what information on Rogue I can get,
       as well as Mercury, and I'll be throwing White-Horn and Bowser
       into the mix as quickly as I can as well.
       I have this horrible feeling I'm gonna run outta gas half-way
       through this thing, so if I am 'lagging' guys, feel free to give
       me a kick in the ass and get the Green Machine raging again.
       #Post#: 1024--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Story and Art Launchpad
       By: Lord Anubis Date: June 30, 2012, 2:31 pm
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       Rogue is an all gray pegasus. He has a large scar running across
       his face that was the result of his abusive owner slashing him
       with a kitchen knife. After the owner was arrested, Rogue ran
       off and became an urban stray. When it comes to sneaking around,
       he's the fluffy champ. Whereas Bowser uses his massive size,
       Rogue uses his speed and agility. His herd is very disciplined
       and very loyal, because those who follow his rules are kept
       safe, and Rogue is always the one who will take the biggest
       risks before asking his herd to do it.
       #Post#: 1039--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Story and Art Launchpad
       By: Giant_Neckbeard Date: July 1, 2012, 10:01 am
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       Am I to assume the Thumbs Up Icon on the boards means something?
       Sorry, just waiting for the 'cue' to throw this out onto
       Fluffybooru.
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