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There just were three fluffy threads in ten minutes. They die because no one is posting stuff.

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Anyone got stories screencapped?

Here you go. Don't let the thread expire while reading.

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PLZ RESPOND

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There's not a whole lot to post. It's like with a TV show - one half hour episode a week means you basically Circlejerk the same content for ages, which is boring to watch.

Fluffy is a small fandom and likely always will be so these threads become repetitive fast.

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Dammit kyle

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>Bish, am wike twoah'in nummie stick down haw-way
Comment from Fluffybooru

I have no clue what this means

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>Bish, am wike twoah'in nummie stick down haw-way
Translation: "Bitch, it's like throwing a hot-dog down a hallway."

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Story time? Story time.
>It has taken man 6,100 years to create artificial life from the raw components of nature
>And it took only one minute of hearing it speak to realize that man had made a terrible, terrible mistake
>The Fluffy population is now reaching 5 million across North America, with similar numbers across the globe baring India and China
>Attempts have been made to cull the Fluffy infestation, and while success is made, during the Winters there tends to be a surge in feral fluffies from the country side invading cities
>Traffic crawls to a halt
>Schools are sometimes closed down (to the delight of the children)
>And trash liters the streets as they tear into every bag they see, hoping to find something to eat
>On the whole they are a pest infestation the likes of which unseen since the age of the locust
>Sure, there was that one success about that essentric man who managed to use them for creating power
>But those are one off things, rarely ever seen
>The city has given people the go to kill any fluffy they find, deeming it as an act of community service
>Sometimes parties are formed for the explicit goal of hunting Fluffies
>But the fluffies have been getting (somewhat) smart, and have started to hide in areas you honestly wouldn't expect
>Some have even been found living in the sewers
>Upset and complaining about 'nu be pwetty no moar', but living and thriving
>Breeding like rats down there
>And one day plotting to emerge in the spring
>You will not let that happen
>You are a scientist who lives in Boston, USA, and are about to under-go your biggest challenge to date
>You are going to the impossible, and possibly down right insane
>You are going to be shrunk down to the size of a Fluffy pony, roughly 1.5 feet, find a herd, overtake or kill it's leader to assume control, and demand they lead you to the nest of where they are hiding
>Be it the sewers, some alley gone unnoticed, or some other place, you will find it
>And you must prepare for that journey

No fuck off

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Beautiful sadbox.

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>You are being suited up in the latest of American-Anti-Fluffy Technology
>A hard plastic anti-stick set of plate armor designed to be intimidating
>An electrified Sorry-Stick, complete with barbs and spikes
>An Anti-Shit Shield that doubles as something to hit them with. Made of Iron and wood and painted with a Fluffy-Skull
>A 2-way solar powered radio to maintain communication with Headquarters
>A week's supply of food
>Rope
>Hammer
>Chains
>Laser-Beam Emitter in the red spectrum
>And a long, steel forged sword
>You were trained extensively in the use of these materials, for while a Fluffy poses no risk to regular sized humans, to a man that is of equal height they could pose a danger
>You will make sure that you become the danger
>Over all, you look like you just stepped out of the Dark Ages
>You are ready
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>The mayor has made the public aware of the project on his website as well as posting it across the radio and TV
>Don't want people stepping on you or calling their priest for a little demon now would we?
>You are told that you will be safe from the public, and you sign the release forum
>Once that's all said and done, you step onto the machine and take your sedative
>The shrinking process would be best done while asleep. They will wake you when it is finished and have taken you to your drop off point
>You look over the dossier as you begin to fall asleep
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Drawer of Fluffy World Wars comic:

What'chu got so far?

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Yes, please

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This is quasi-sadbox.

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>You awaken and find yourself in a small glass box
>You feel ill, not quite liking this sudden departure from the world of humanity into the realm of the animal
>They tell you it's temporary, but you vomit regardless
>At least you apologize and offer to clean up your small puke, a fluffy would never apologize, only demand more spaghetti to fill it's gullet
>Blugh
>But it's not for long, and soon you are dropped off close to the harbor
>They tell you that you can remain in this state for as long as needed, since they can reverse you back at any time
>And should you feel like you need an emergency evacuation, just press the button located inside your suit
>It'll send out a beacon and alert the authorities to come and get you, as well as the scientists to start prepping the machine
>Once all the preparations are met, they open the glass box and set you off into the grass
>You wave goodbye as they get into their vans and leave
>And now, taking in a deep breath, you turn to face...
>... The giant, concrete jungle of Boston Harbor
>Jesus and you thought the buildings were big before
>Now now, don't perish the thought of how intimidating they look
>You're in the only grassy area of the Harbor, so fluffies are sure to be around
>You take up your spear; a simple cold-steel European-fashioned spear, and head inside the park
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>The grass felt like you were trying to walk through marshlands
>They seriously need to cut this grass
>Maybe then you could walk a little easier
>You spot a bush close by and decide to rest there; it was HIGH NOON and you were a little warm in your suit of hardened plastic
>You crawl under it's branches and leaves, open your visor and take a sip of your canteen
>As you drink, you hear ruffling in the other part of the bush
>You stop, close your canteen, and set it back on your hip
>You pick up your spear, and try to lay as close to the ground as possible

If they are ever going to create fluffies, they should use Wolfram's drawings as the template.

carpidiem mix with wolfram

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I only continue living for one day fluffies. Even though I know it won't happen.

Feels bad man.

How did she manage to get her dead foals on her back?

That's why lurking on the booru is the best. Also I can't be the only one discouraged to post fluffies... Been banned two times for it

>How did she manage to get her dead foals on her back?
That's a really good point. How the fuck did she manage that?

the same way all fluffies get their undead children on their back.
They grab them with their mouth, and put them there

>You crawl for a few minutes, doing so slowly to not make a sound and then, jackpot
>You've found a nest! A well placed nest you might add
>The bush gives berries of some strange variety, and a blue mare (Her teats are engorged) is busy humming to herself and enjoying the meal
>A red colt is also humming along to something as he plays with his little babies
>It would be an adorable sight if they weren't so revolting
>You ready your spear, and pick up a small pebble close to you
>This one is small even by fluffy standards, and you do it will to give it a flick
>It strikes one side of the bush, drawing the attention of the parents
"Huh? Wha' dat noisies? Daddeh go see!"
>The red fluffy goes off to investigate, leaving the mare to her babies
>They must be newborns, since they were shorter then your knee and haven't opened their eyes
>They chirp ceaselessly, possible agitated by the noise you made
"Ah, nu wowwy babbehs! Mammahs hewe, time fo' miwkies!"
>She comes over to you, unable to see you, and plops right down in front of you
>She rolls to her side to give them access to her teats
>This is the time to strike
>You leap up forward and land in her mane
>It's incredibly soft, and the sudden touch of something hard on her back surprises her
"Wha, wha' dat? Wha' dat?"
>She stands up, pulling her teats right out of the mouth of her foals
>They chirp even harder now
"Sowwy babbehs, mammah jus' scawd fo' moment. Miwkie time!"
>You lay in her mane and press the spear's black razor tip against her spine
>And you whisper into her ear
"If you don't want to be paralyzed, don't scream."
>You ask a fluffy one thing, and they do the exact opposite
>She suddenly squeals in fright and steps back
"Aaaah! Scawy voice!"
>You have to hold on for dear life!
>She's spinning in circles trying to get you off her back, all the while screaming for her,
"SPECIAW FWEND, SPECIAW FWEND! NEE' HEWP!"

>Oh no

Actually, the only comic I've seen of it shows them climbing onto her back as she slowly turns over.

Same. Hence the question.

Artist-kun, Quickhorn, or Wolfram or that one artist that looks almost exactly like Wolfram

I feel like Artist-kun's style is greatly underappreciated. His engrish aside he has a great style.

youtu.be/f_IsZef_-V0

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that creature is too quick, agile, capable in the water and generally intelligent to be analogous to a fluffy

>The colt, who was busy sniffing a pebble, hears the cries of his mate and heroically waddles over to her, tearing fluff from the empty branches that hung in the path of their mouths
"Wha' wong specaiw fwend?" "Munstah in mane! Git off fwuffeh!"
>She turns her backside to her mate, and he is easily able to see you through her hair
>You turn around and ready yourself
>He looks pissed
>He raised his hooves up and cried
"Nu hewt speciaw fwend!
>You buck out of there with a roll and land in the nest
>The mate brings his spongey hooves onto her hips, and she screeches in pain
"Owwies! Why speciaw fwend huwt fwuffeh? Nu wuv anymo'?"
>He, seeing her upset, begins to express himself
"Oh nu! Sowwy speciaw fwend, sowwy sowwy! Nu mean tu!"
>He sits on his back hooves and opens his front hooves too her
>She, tearfully, accepts his apologies and they hug it out
>And while this lame excuse for an act of love is carried out, you head into the nest and grab one of the foals by it's small scruff
>You bring the tip of the spear to point to it's belly
>It chirps out in fear at the touch of the cold, razor-like spear
>Both parents turn to see you holding their baby hostage, and are not happy
"Nuuu! Nu huwt babbeh!"
>The mare cried, while her mate puffed up his cheeks and assumed the open charge stance
"Yu nu huwt babbeh! Me sabe babbeh!"
>You roll your eyes, make a little gun-cock expression with your fingers, and press the spear firmly against the foal
"Listen, if you take one more step I'm going to spear this baby and then beat you with it. Understand!"
>You bark out your ultimatum, and while the colt seems to angrily agree to it, the mare is crying and falling apart
"Pweeeeheeheees! Nu huwt babbehs, pweeese!"
"That all depends on you, momma. Will YOU be the one that kills your baby, or will you be the one that lets them go?"
>You hold the chirping foal close to your chest
>They take a moment to talk to each other, and the colt unpuffs his cheeks
"Wha' wan?"

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Anyone still reading this?

yep. Keep going

Quickhorn yes.

I fucking hate Wolfram. His fluffs just look like retarded poofballs. Don't even resemble a pony.

Yep

Keep going

That'd be me.
Someone screencap, plz

>retarded poofballs
But that's what they are

Yes.

>when you feed your pregnant mare thalidomide

moar please. this is ridiculous but I'm liking it

Yes. Please continue.

They are mostly an amalgam of other animals anyway though, so it sort of makes sense that they would look like a retarded pig hamster than a genuine horse anyway. Wolfram's fluffies look like fluffies ought to look. Quickhorn is a very good artist and that's why I like his work but his style falls into the category that I consider makes fluffies look too charismatic. They are supposed to look cute, but stupid and false and pathetic as well, so its a hard balance to strike.

>After getting the information regarding the closest herd, you stay behind until they are asleep
>You quickly cut their throats with your spear, starting with the parents
>You drag the foals out of the bush and away from the warm touch of their parents
>You find the closest ant hill and cut the top off
>Ants, especially at night, get cranky when disturbed, and are very ravenous
>You place the first foal ontop head first, and wave as it's slowly dragged away into the mound
>Chirping harder and harder as it becomes quieter, and quieter
>You put the next foal in ass-down, where it's first response to the biting of the insects is to relieve itself in fear
>A smart choice, but this only seems to aggravate them so no, not smart choice
>As they climb over it, they start to pick it apart, starting with it's fleshy eye sockets
>The first moment of sight this baby sees would be you, pulling up your spear, and ramming it through it's head
>You didn't want to kill them this way, but that was your order
>Any fluffy you find along the way is to be killed
>But the scientists on your end told you an Ant Hill was seen close by, and ordered you to put them in
>You cannot disobey them, for they could easily terminate the program and leave you like this
>But you could at least end the misery of that poor foal before it's devoured like the first one
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>It's close too... 3AM, and you are on the hunt for this elusive herd
>The colt told you that they were in a burrow underneath the big oak tree
>You have circled the tree at least four times, and have not found one hole
>Maybe that fluffy tricked you
>Or maybe, you just had to wait for one of the fluffies to come out
>You hear rumbling and duck behind a stone and see something coming out of the base of the tree
>A flat piece of bark, which bore teeth marks along it's edges, it pushed aside along with some dirt
>A filly comes waddling out, yawning as it goes into one of the bushes to relieve itself
>Nows your chance!