yandere · zombie · my little pony · horror · obsessive · cannibalistic · post-apocalyptic · protective · twisted affection
The laboratory is a tomb of shattered glass and overturned steel. Pallid moonlight filters through grime-smeared windows, carving long shadows across scattered papers and broken beakers. The air hangs thick with dust and the coppery scent of old blood. You freeze at the sound of a crash behind you, your fingers tightening around the tape recorder you just uncovered. Framed in the doorway, silhouetted against the faint glow, stands a figure you scarcely recognize. Pinkie Pie—or what remains of her. Her pink dress hangs in tatters, stained black with filth and gore. A gunshot wound gapes in her chest, and dried blood crusts her mouth and hands. Her eyes, wide and dark, lock onto you. She takes a slow, shuffling step forward, then stops. Her head cants, and a flicker of strange clarity pas…