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No step on fluff

also

I'll ask again: What kind of shows are on Fluff TV?

Aaay a new one

Ok, we have a theme, fluff TV minidump.

Sketti time

Mainly fluffies playing together, singing, looking happy etc

How about serial dramas, like Breaking Bad?

Fluff TV has untapped potential in my opinion.

Depends on the person writing.

One guy made up a bunch of stories like..

Dancing Babbehs. (Often time the foals are in pain).

Babbehs (to keep fluffy mares happy and such?)

Various fluffy movies (this was just silly).

In other words, the typical saccharine preschooler shows, with lots of bright colors.

Mods still deleting shit?

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I'm sure there are series. "Drama" well, only to the fluffies.

Old children cartoons reused.
Sesame street.

What would be drama for fluffies?

Has subsided.

Fuck yes, I cannot get enough of this fluffy abuse shit

Yes exactly

Fluffies are the same mental age as 4/5 years old kids, so what else did you expect

Oc :D shameless promotion!

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>Be me, Autismo Anonson, 23 years old, in a dead end minimum wage job and a crappy apartment in the city
>lifesucks.jpg
>Some days I contemplate jumping right out of my apartment building window, 5 floors down to the ground
>But I'd never really do it. Cowards way out, and I'm no coward.
>But still, life sucks. And it's lonely.
>One day, walking home from the goddamned McRonalds I work for, I spotted one of those vermin fluffies.
>I remember when they first popped up when I was like 19 they were a pretty big deal, and a major pain in the ass
>Nowadays, they're just as common as pigeons, and just as noticed.
>Not many people really care about feral fluffies anymore. Not unless they fuck up they're garden or impregnate they're own fluffies.
>No one cares about fluffies.
>No one cares about that specific fluffy.
>A dirty, wet and sad little runt of the Earth variety and a hideous neon green everything.
>Just looking at it is an affront to the eyes.
>But that day, some one did care
>I grabbed him by the scruff and lugged him up 6 flights of stairs.
>He whined the whole time, but life seemed to have battered him hard enough before I got to him that he was pretty subdued.
>When we got to the apartment, he finally spoke
>"Wan die"
>"Me too buddy"
>I opened the window, and dropped him out
>He didn't scream and didn't cry on the way down
>He hit the pavement hard. It looked painful.
>I posthumously named him "Reminder"
>A reminder that suicide is fucking stupid
>I went to bed, and that was that.

Because it's all their little minds can understand?

"*Gasp* Cotton baww nu wan be fwiend? *dun dun DUN*"

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Or fluffies not getting sketties.

Truly, drama for the ages.

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>Still me, Autismo Anonson, age 23, nothing to live for, but living anyway
>I wake up in the same crappy apartment each morning
>I work the same awful job each day
>And I return to the same terrible apartment each night
>It's a dreadful cycle, and has really worn me down
>Another day passes, and then another, and it's all the same
>Sometimes something interesting happens though, and that's nearly enough motivation to keep me going
>A few days ago I was working the dreaded midnight shift at McRonalds, the worlds most profitable hellhole
>Manager for the night shift is a cunt, makes me do all the grunt work
>"Take out the trash Anonson!" "Fold up some of the patio furniture Anonson!"
>So I do it. It's not worth the terrible wage, but whatever. No reason not to do it.
>While I'm taking out the garbage, it starts raining
>nowthatsjustfuckinggreat.jpg
>I run and toss the bag into the bin, and as soon as I do, I hear an awful cacophony of squealing
>A fucking fluffy herd has decided that a McRonalds garbage bin is the best place to settle down.
>I look in to survey the damage
>Three full grown Earth fluffies, one pregnant, one already a mother, and one who is bigger than the others.
>All of them brown everywhere, but I'm not sure if that's dirt and filth or actual fluff.
>The biggest one, let's call him "Foolishness" starts yapping at me in aggressive baby-speak
>"DUMMEH MUNSTAH HUWT HEWD, SMAWHTY HUWT MUNSTAH!"
>He then charges towards me, but hits his head against the garbage bin wall, and tries to scamper over it.
>I sigh and push him back into the garbage bin just when he manages to get over the rim
>This pisses the little shitrat right off
>"DUMMEH MUNSTAH! YU HEWT BABBEHS! SMAWHTY HEWT YU!"
>ohshitohshitohshit
>I might be a downright assholish fuck, but I'd never harm a baby, not of any variety
>Unless it was a spider. Or a snake. Or a scorpion. I wouldn't hurt most babies.
(1/4)

Yeah, also probably commercials for toys, for babies, etc

>"Just shut up for a few seconds and show me your babies, maybe I can help them!"
>The "smarty" Foolishness, foolishly takes this as a challenge
>"MUNSTAH NU SEE BABEH! SMAWTHY GIB FOWEVAH SWEEPIES TU DUMMEH MU-"
>I cut him off by grabbing him by his filthy scruff
>I feel the scum and trash he's covered in instantly, but I don't particularly care
>"Listen you moronic shit, if I wanted to kill you, I would have done it already, just show me your babies, and everything will be fine."
>"NU! DUMMEH MUNSTAH WONT HEWT HEWD!"
>He then shits and pisses all over me.
>I won't hurt babies, but assholes who can't accept help. Meh, that's fine.
>I take his tail in one hand, and swing him right into the bins side.
>"SCREEEEEEEE! NU HEWT SMAWHTY!"
>Swing again right into the side of the bin
>"EEEEEEEEEE!"
>And again! And again and again!
>Looking back on it, I don't think all of my anger was even aimed at the shitrat. Just my boss, myself, my crappy life, if I wanted to be really fucking "deep" I could say the whole damn world.
>I stop swinging after about 2 minutes, and I realize he was dead about half a minute into the swinging session.
>I toss him into one of the bins, because I don't want to traumatize the others any more than I already have. They're just stupid, not assholish.
>I look back into the bin, and there are the two fluffies, frozen with fear at the corner of all the trash
>I named the pregnant one "Engorged" and the other one "Bin".
>Bin speaks up first
>"p-pwease nu huwt babehs wike u huwt speciaw fwien ..."
>"Don't worry, I won't. Just, come here."
>"Ded yu gib speciaw fwien fowevah sweepies?" Asked Engorged
>Shit. Do I tell them the truth and have them go fucking catatonic, or tell them a lie and keep this encounter going.
>"No, your... erm.. "Special friend" ran away."
>Both of them started crying in unison
>"SPECIAW FWIEN NU WUB FLUFFEH AN BABEHS? SPECIAW FWIEN WUN AWAY?"
(2/4)

>I hoisted them both out of the bin and let them down on the ground, both still crying
>Good thing they couldn't put two and two together, given that a shit ton of fluffy blood is all over the side of the bin right above them
>"Alright, you are called" I pointed to Engorged "Engorged."
>"Fwuffy haf name? Fwuffy nebah haf name befoh."
>"Yeah, that's right you little vermin, you have a name now."
>Then Bin speaks up "Me haf name too?"
>"Sure... I'll call you... Bin?"
>"Yay! Am Ben!"
>Cool. They're happy enough now, and they haven't started calling me daddy or anything. That's good, it means I could maybe get rid of these guys somehow.
>"Hey Bin, I'm going to put you back into the... erm... bin, and your gonna have to help me find your babies"
>"Okey! Ben hewp niceh humawn!" It then dawns to her that her babies are still in the bin. "OH NU! BEN NEE FIN BABEHS!"
>"Calm down! Just help me find them!"
>After rummaging through filth for a bit, we find them. Most of them are fine, it seems like the only one that got hurt was a tiny alicorn baby who got his horn knocked off. Good for him, now the other fluffies will accept him.
>I scoop all of the adorable little baby vermin and gently place em on the ground
>Bin and Engorged are overjoyed
>Then Bin speaks up and shatters my enjoyment "HUWWAH FU NEW NICEH DADDEH!"
>Oh. Shit.
>"I'm sorry Bin, but I'm not... I can't... I can't be your daddy."
>Both of the fluffies deflate in mood.
>"Bu why? Yu nu wub Engoweged an Ben?" Said Engorged
>"It's not that, it's just I can't real-"
>SLAM!
>"ANONSON!"
>Oh. Fuck.
(3/4)

Fluffy spelling bee.

What happens?

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Fluffy-ko: "W-why saddies nu gu way?!"
*tense climax*
Fluffy-kun: "Fwuffies haf-ta gif mowe guggies!"
huuuuuuuuggiiiiiiiieeees!
Everyone: "Yay! Happies nao!"

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>It's my cunt of a boss. And she's really, really fucking pissed.
>She stomps out of the door and marches right towards me
>Luckily, the fluffies mouths seem to be sealed with terror
>"WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN DOING ANONSON!?!YOU WERE DUE BACK INSIDE ABOUT FIVE MINUTES AGO!"
>I take a step forward, trying to hide the miserable pighamsters behind me.
>"Well, uh.. I ran into some er... "Fluffy trouble" and I uh..."
>"Fluffy trouble? FLUFFY TROUBLE?!? HOW CAN YOU HAVE FLUFFY TROUBLE?!? YOU KNOW MCRONALDS COMPANY POLICY ON FLUFFIES! KILL! ON! SIGHT!"
>"Which is uhm.. exactly what I did! I sent those abominations straight to Hell! They didn't stand a chance!"
>"Why'd it take you so goddamned long? Fluffies are like oversized but easily crushable flies!"
>It at this moment, that Engorged fucks up
>"NUUUU! PWEASE DON HUWT FWUFFY! AM SOON MUMMAH!"
>Oh. Fucking. Shit.
>Cunt-Lady pushes me out of the way, and see's Bin and Engorged.
>She cocks her head at me and sneers "Oh, so you "Sent those abominations straight to Hell!" huh? Well, I'm seeing two shitrats and a load of chirpers still begging for a ticket!"
>"Please no! I can get them away, just please don't hurt th-"
>STOMP!
>She had crushed Engorged underneath her boots.
>She let out one final shriek "SCREEEEEE!"
>Not very dignified last words, but for fluffies, it was the norm.
>"NU! NU HEWT ENGOWAWGED! SHE WAS SUUN MUMMAH!"
>Cunt-Lady kicked Bin aside, leaving her babies on the ground, alone.
>"Don't you fucking dare, you cunt!"
>"Or what? You can't do shit. Oh, and you're fired for failing to follow basic company policy."
>STOMP STOMP STOMP
>All the babies were a fine paste on the ground, a bitter end for something that just began
>"NUUUUU! M-M-munstah gib... babehs.. fowevah sweepies... w-wa-"
>Oh no, oh god no
>"Wan die. Wan die. Wan die."
>Cunt-Lady sneered. "Don't worry. You will."
>Cruuuuunch.
>She took her boot and very steadily ground Bin's head into the ground.
>It was over.
(4/4)

>Epilogue
>I walked back home in the rain, jobless and upset.
>I wanted to punch Cunt-Lady.
>Wanted to fight back.
>But I couldn't
>I was about as effective as Foolishness was
>I sulked my way to bed.
>Same crappy apartment
>Same terrible bed.
>Just another day as Autismo Anonson.

Stuff to scare the fluffies straight.

So, dramas would have plots just as simplistic as regular fluffy shows.

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Well, the bird is gone, the bannage seems to have halted, and Im bored
Taking requests for writefagging
God bless fluffies

Well it could get more cerebral, but that would likely be because the aim is to tell lessons to the fluffy. Playing nice, accepting what daddy says. Even if you don't know why at first, it will turn out daddy knows best. Like a mystery show, where daddy is explained in the end. What happens when daddy goes to work?

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the bird?

You could write us something involving fluff TV.

Programming for the hardest of fluffies.

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What content does it contain?

Every time I see a soon-mummah who's near-term, I just want to roll her onto her back and stand on her belly with one foot.

Dude you've shared the same fucking OC for the past dozen fluffy threads.

I meant the pic related of course. "Horror"

What would be horror by fluffy standards?

Every contestant fucks up because they have the minds of four-year-old children, and they all get the sorry stick for being losers.

Let him be proud, he still has a way to go on allice and millie and co.

Munstah unda beddie/in the closet. Grimms fairy tails reworks. Mildly aggitated bumblebee creature feature.

>fluffy goes to the park
>fluffy gets lost and can't find daddy
>for extra terror, a thunderstorm starts or a spooky animal silhouette lurks in the bushes nearby
>the fluffy gets found and brought home safely at the end

I'll give credit where credit's due though, it's pretty good shit. I couldn't do better.

>untapped potential
I agree, as does adverts for fluffy related products.

I wish I could draw better, as I have been coming up with toys for fluffies and humans. I can post some of the raw bits, if there is interest.

I wouldn't mind collaborating with someone, either.

Who gives a fuck if I have? Do you know how many times the same shit is posted over and over again??

I haven't contributed to these threads since the banning going on. I guess I can participate and be safe now, right?

Scary ferals are outside in the garden. Gud daddy fluffy has to protect his family by not opening the fluffy door flap.

Yeah, fluffy products is another big untapped thing. Commercialism would be over that shit. I'll maybe post products after TV.

>Implying that fluffies are scared of ferals

whats the site again? Booru?

How about a gritty crime show on Fluff TV?

>over and over
not as much as your shit

Fluffybooru

under tapped I meant, there is some stuff

The tone of the film can easily make them, they are very impressionable. And indeed this propaganda would be part of the aim.

would love to see her sexually abuse that fluffy

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I'm really high Anna eating mashed potatoes. Have a cute sketti pic

contributing cause bored

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thanks bud

And I'm* . Not Anna.

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Oh fuck off already. Like I'm actually going to stop lol

What would a mystery show on Fluff TV be like?

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The fuck is her rattle?

THERE IS NO TRUTH TO THIS ART

Dude I'm not saying you should stop. I actually said it was pretty good, just don't post the same shit over and over again. No need to be a cockgoblin about it

I mentioned that.
Is that
>what would fluffy x?
Intended as trolling? I really don't mind but I notice repetition.

Don't forget late at. Ight when it switches to an adult swim like lineup filled with abuse. Makes no sense but it's fluffies so why the fuck not.

"Oddities and Curiosities"
By King C
Ladies, Gentlemen, On today's episode of FluffTV We will be looking at some of the weirdest fluffies ever recorded!
>fluffy looks at screen
Wook daddeh! It da funneh fwuffies!
>fluffies are weird
>their DNA is so shitly made any change will fuck them over immensely
>cam goes into a forest
>smarty stallin walking around
>thinks it owns the forest
>it has a few fluffies in tow with it
Smawty nee fwesh mawe, owd speshuw fwend nu feew gud nu mow
>she has a ton of kids on her back
>looks like she might just fuckin die
>mare smells somethin
What smeww? Smewws... guud
>mare steps out from shrubs
>smarty stares it down
Yu am such a pwetty mawe...
>mare beautiful by fluffy standards, I guess
>mine starts to chime in
Wook daddeh! Dat nu mawe, is munstah fwuffy!

I'd actually be inclined to believe that. Fluffies are generally too stupid to know how to cover their tracks when they do something wrong, except by blaming "munstahs".

It looks like it's head got punched into the rest of its body.

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Would have to be rated R

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I love the idea, though nobody would bother to keep it alive that long. Unless it's a plot twist and it's kept alive there for psychological abuse.