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A collection of ptfg greentexts.
By BenightedCreated: 2021-10-08 19:22:05
Updated: 2021-10-08 21:03:18
Expiry: Never
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The ice barrel.
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>Your mind races for an escape as your loins ache from [reacted because sfw channel]
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>Lungs screaming out for oxygen as you try to wriggle out from the powerful weight pinning you to the barrel and forcing your face into the ice cold water
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>You're starting to give out darkness creeping into the corners of your eyes as your heart beats with the force of a marching legion
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>It isn't working
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>You begin to slip into the blackness thats now consuming your vision
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>As your lungs betray you forcing themselves full of the ice cold water you try to cough it back out only to be met with more water
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>It all goes black
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>You wake up in a blanket the black limb of your master can just be seen in the corner of your vision
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"I warned you that more insolence would result in punishment, do it again and I'll make sure its twice as distressing"
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>The only thing you can muster is a small nod
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Debtors contract.
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>Be anon
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>You're hopelessly in debt after a venture gone bad
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>The banks are about to foreclose and even then you'll still be in debt
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>Read a newspaper, an advert offering freedom from all financial duties
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>Oddly simple, only an address in the old rundown industrial part of town
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>fuckit.mp4
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>That night you go up to the door of the stated address
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>It opens just as you raise your hand to knock on it
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>Nobody is in sight but you walk through the old door into a pleasant yellowy-beige room with some seats and a selection of magazines
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>After waiting for what you assumed to be around half an hour a woman comes into the room bearing a clipboard
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"You're anon yes? Please follow me"
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>Her voice is with a thick eastern European accent
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>You get up and follow her down a tight corridor until you reach a desk with a battered wooden seat on your side
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>A middle aged man sits at the desk, dressed in a old 1980's looking suit
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"Hello Anon, we've been expecting you. Please read this paperwork before we proceed and sign on the line when you're ready"
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>The piece of paper affixed to a clipboard is a contract, essentially offering you freedom from all your debts if you.... sign yourselves over to these people to be sold as a pet?
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>You're not sure what this means exactly but the only other option is an inevitable noose around your neck
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>You sign your name onto the form and hand it back to the man
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>He smiles at you and gives a slight knod to someone behind you, who before you can turn to see who it is you feel the sharp sting of a needle entering your neck as your vision fades to black
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>You awake feeling groggy, your body feeling odd
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>As you open your eyes you notice a green hoof sprawled out infront of you
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>You try to scramble away only to trip over yourself as you realise the hoof is coming with you, its attached to you.
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'Tia's devilish plan
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>Be Celestia
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>Saved humans from their own destruction via conversion
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>The newfoals don't quite fit in while smiles are plastered on their faces they obey any order that directly or indirectly originates from you
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>They're also unphased by violence, a fact proven by a legion of them defending a town against timberwolves together with countless bar fights every friday
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>Idea.webm
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>Massive recruitment campaign started for the Royal Guard calling upon newfoals to join their ranks
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>Form well drilled shock regiments and use the newfoals engineering knowledge to start ordinance development
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>Within a few years Equestria wields an industrial army with all the bells and whistles
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>Soon the entire planet shalt bow before your grace
by Benighted