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B_25 #1 · Feb 23rd, 2019 · · ·

...ho boah...

First viewer... Ok I'll go away now.

I absolutely love abstract horror. Something out of comprehension and so foreign a concept that it chills you, not only in it's actions, but also in it's purpose.

KMCA #5 · Feb 23rd, 2019 · · 1 ·

mmmph. I missed your darker stuff man.

I liked this. The criptic description and some lines in the beginning reminded me of a certain story from the past. I wish it was longer too, there's been a lack of this kinda stories in the site.

[Edit]: Also, those tags!
[Edit 2]: Just noticed the complete tag. Oh well..

'Clippy, you should be studying law! It's tradition!' Blpblpblp! Feathers to you, Dad. I'm gonna buy me a marefriend and then buy her fifty marefriends and then we're gonna gather all my illegal-perching-violation tickets into one big-flank pile and roll in them!”

Pffffffffffft

Genuinely disturbing, this is. Masterful work.

Something protruded from every inch of the closet's doorframe... something razor sharp and pale. Like teeth . No sooner had Clippy registered this than the closet entrance slammed shut over his outstretched body. When it reopened in a crimson splash, his lantern was gone. So was his hoof.

So, an airship mimic? Well, that's actually quite terrifying. And might make for an interesting encounter in a DnD airship skies-of-arcadia type world!

Wow, it gains the knowledge of those it eats, that's pretty awesome.
So many salvage teams are gonna go missing now.
It's like a supersized mimic with elements of the Gravemind from Halo.

Very very Grimdark.

“YOU FOOL, WARREN IS DEAD!”

This immediately reminded me of The Statement of Randolph Carter in its perniciousness.

This is why you do not construct cupboards from Timberwolf wood...

How doth the mimic dirigible
Disguise that it's a beast
With sailcloth all across its hull
As it drifts in from the East

It lures with promises of gold
And preys upon their greed
Drawing them down into the hold
And there to rend and feed...

Spooky, nice.

Grantedm, none of these

Extra m on the end of Granted.

Airship Mimic? Airship mimic.

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That needs to be a thing in a game...or horror movie...or in several more fanfics...or all of those!

Pegasus, it's what's for dinner.

Very nice. Just the right amount of gore to make it evil without overdoing it.

I didn't check to see who wrote this when I saw it in my feed. I thought it might've been CiG until I finished the story and finally saw.

Nice job on this one, SS&E.

Really enjoyable story SS&E. The airship attracting the rest of the flock at the end really sold it.

I'm glad to finally see "pore" used correctly as a verb

Well, looks like somepony had a bad day... Fucking mimics.

Was thoroughly entertained. Good stuff, my dude.

“East.” “Fly.” “Searching.”

Ahem. :rainbowdetermined2:

and it revealed a clutter of reflective gold and silver spilled out across the floor. There was a half-empty satchel caught on the edge of a metal grate, and its contents were exposed: antiquities from Equestrian epochs that Clippy had never witnessed before.

itsatrap.jpg :twilightoops:

illegal-perching-violation

Oh crap, don't make me laugh this close to his gruesome death, Skirts. :twilightoops:

This sort of reminded me of Dionaea House.

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It ain’t even Thanksgiving and we’re already having turkey. :pinkiecrazy:

I wanted to come back and just add how well written the story description is. It's foreboding, it's vague, it makes anyone who stumbles upon it hungry to know what it means. Have your like. And know that my insurmountable grief stems from having but one to give.

"Yeah, no way Captain. I don't care who you are; my boys and I ain't goin' anywhere near that ship. We tried to contact it, once, and got the hell outta 'dere when we got this message back from it in Morse..."

PEGASUS PEGASUS NOW CUT THE SOFTNESS OF HOT MEAT, LURE PEGASUS PEGASUS PEGASUS, REPAIR OF THE HULL, DEPRIVE PONY BODIES OF THOUGHT AND LIFE, MANY COLORS CACHALOT RIGHT REPAIR OF THE HULL THE KNIVES ARE TO DO THEIR IMPORTANT JOBS LURE HOOK CUT PEGASUS PEGASUS PEGASUS GIVE NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW

“That's mine! And that's mine! And that is most definitely mine!”

I thought ponies always bore a bit of a similarity to cats!

(Admittedly it took my tired old brain about 10 minutes of frustration trying to remember where this was from!)

Holy fuck. It gains the memories of those it eats :pinkiegasp:

Damn good piece, skirts. Never knew you could write horror so well!

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Oh Aye, Pegasus, the other, other white meat.

Now that is how you write a proper horror short story!
Nicely done.

Damn, I forgot about your ability to paint such a vivid picture in my mind when it comes to horror stuff.
Probably shouldn't have read this before I go to sleep.
Very well done.

Oh god, finally something not EqG or anthropomorphic.

Good story, like all of the horror you write. You've got a way with the darker subjects.

Now where's a large, bad-tempered dragon when you need one? Man, that was creepy. Not sure if it's an airship mimic or something wearing an airship like a flayed skin.

someone call the SCP foundation. We need to secure, contain, and force feed this thing D-class personal.

The description?
Enticing.

The horror?
A wicked siren song.

The Detail?
Visceral.

This story?
You should probably read it.

Sort of reminds me of this one short film I saw YEARS ago on the old Sci Fi Channel's "Exposure" (though for the life of me I can't remember the title of this particular short) where a lady was being stalked by a guy in a van. When she noticed the guy wasn't in his van, she climbed in only to find a dead guy completely exsanguinated at the wheel and tried to start the car only to find it was on empty.... she looks up in the rear view and sees the guy she thinks is stalking her screaming at her, only to realize he is trying to get her attention to get OUT of the van as suddenly the van forcibly straps her into the driver's seat, pops out two needles that jab into her jugular veins, and then drains her of all her blood.... the tank now reading "Full" as it drives off in search of more 'fuel', leaving the man who tried to help her to despair.

I must destroy it.

All evil must be destroyed.

I am WRATH. I am VENGEANCE. I AM ALONDRO, THE WHITEST WHITE KNIGHT!!!

(Oh please, like you can justify powergaming to that degree!)

Displaced fics exist.

(...well shit. I can't counter that! God-mode to the extreme, dude!)

:trollestia:

Been awhile since I read a good horrorfic on this site. Well done!

This reminds me of the Beast from home world cataclysm,

Huh, reminds me of a house hunter from DND. Definitely a fun encounter to have... if you know how to slay it. This is a perfect instance of one in their natural habitat

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I don't think using pore as a verb is a good idea when you are standing on the deck of a pegasus-eating airship. Taking the time to be contemplative isn't a good thing.

The poor pegasus pored over the blood as it continued to pour from his leg.

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Displaced fics exist.

Your comment was edgier than most of them I've seen, if not on par.

This is eerie as heck. I love it. Good horror is hard to come by these days.

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