CreepCast - Cupcakes | CreepCast

Episode Date: August 17, 2025

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We've done, what, laughing. jack fucking eyeless jack mr wide mouth all this kind of stuff but it's been a bit we've had a lot of like great bangers lately so i figured i was i was asking him i said what is some good original fun creepy posse stuff that was definitely written by a young child uh and he suggested cupcakes which is apparently the uh beginning of i guess would you say this was written by a brony it's a my little pony fanfic horror story and we're going to be reading that today i just want everyone to know that I joined the call and I'm like what were we doing today hunter and he just doesn't say anything just yeah DMs me something with my little pony in the title and I was

like all right well I guess I've had a good run it's uh we haven't but we YouTube was fun while it lasted I guess to be fair to be fair we have not ventured into uh uh brony territory yet What is an oddball such as myself consider Manly? My Little Pony, friendship is magic. This is like a kind of a big moment, actually, where another internet sect comes together, like an internet fandom. We finally get to go into new territory.

Because I don't think we've done any, any My Little Pony stuff, right? There hasn't even been a mention of My Little Pony on this channel until now. I don't think so. And we've gotten this far, and you haven't made me do it. But here we all.

Now is the day. It has happened. I'm excited. To be fair, I did come in with a story called Rainbow Factory that has some very, you know, absolutely cursed My Little Pony art on it. But then Isaiah said, oh, hey, cupcakes is the like, I'm like if we're going to do it, the classic. But you're saying that this is the OG, My Little Pony Horrors. The O.O.G. Yes. Is there?

Like this came out right around the time Jeff the killer did and stuff like that. Is there? Have you read this before? Is it just, have you just heard of it? I've read it before because the thing back. in the day I remember is I think you were right about a brony made it but everyone would say oh this story's so scary it's so creepy you don't even have to know my little pony for it to be scary and so I'm like okay I'll listen to it and like me who was afraid of laughing jack and Jeff the killer and stuff did not find it scary so I can only imagine okay what that means so there's a couple things here I just want to for us

I just want to point this out at the top, right? So first off, it says this is, we're on fandom.com. We are looking at the, the title here says, Cupcakes Original. There's a not safe for work title at the top. But then the first couple sentences say, this is the original version of the fanfic cupcakes. The version posted on here and proliferating the internet,

i.e. the one that ends with the pinky pie, about to stuff Rainbow Dash's Corpse is actually the second version found here. So I guess that leads me. And there's a link to that, Isaiah. Do you, do we want to go with the, or do we want to have the one where they spoil the ending? So this is

the like short history of it also on the MLP pasta dot fandom.com. I hate my life. The description says the cupcakes fanfic is thought to have first appeared on 4chan's Image Board Co sometime in January of

2011. Okay. Though the date of the original post remains unknown, a canonical reference to episode 12 and the fan fiction suggests that the earliest possible date was January 7th. 2011. Okay. On the Equestria Daily version, I hate myself,

the authorship has been attributed to Sergeant Sprinkles. The earliest archived instance of My Little Pony fan fiction is Junior Speedsters Forever, posted in January 24th, 2011. Okay, so that means, I think that's what the saying is, Cupcakes may not only be the original My Little Pony fan fiction, but the first My Little Pony fan fiction horror or otherwise ever read. I would suggest it's horror, because there's no, there has to be so. much fan i mean i mean could be i don't know but well that's what on equestria daily

yes yes on the on the website it might be the first now according to this let me ask you this is there any realm of reality that this actually has some good spooky stuff is there any world where that happens other than like the fact i have to read it on this podcast no i don't think so it's a little you know i didn't think that we'd go here but i got to say i'm a little excited at least if i'm being honest and that leads me to the next horrifying thing which is be sure to check out this podcast on spotify and apple and apple podcast all the audio platforms and uh check us out there give us a nice rating it really does help the show and also if you want extra episodes of this of this awesome show feel free to sign up for our patreon we have i think

how many three or four extra episodes now uh and a lot more coming so if you want to support the show outside of uh just watching it here and you want extra content feel free to go over there and and check it out. Otherwise, Isaiah, are you ready to become a brony for the next, I don't know,

hour or so? Your silence is so loud. Thank you all for the support. You've shown the show. Brooney. This is really cool and all. You know, it's,

you know, so I don't know anything about my little, my sister was into it when she was a kid, but I never paid attention besides, you know, like throwing her toys across the room.

So I know nothing of this And I know for a fact A lot of our Brony fans are going to come out of the woodwork I if you're a Brone If you're a Brony Stand up and be proud Be proud that you're that you're a brony

Because I feel like right now it's a dying breed I don't feel like that that used to be like early internet Cringe stuff is like It's but even before I would say even before furries That's like you'd be like oh the bronies And I feel like furries kind of took their place I'm not sure that's true or not

But it feels like there's not I think I think or well they were kind of at the same time because I remember hearing about both of them around the same era I think it's just because didn't the show quit my little pony friendship is magic I have no I have no idea but I don't think that I guess would that stop I guess maybe that was I hate that I'm typing this in well yeah it hasn't stopped completely just became more niche niche so if the show's not running new fans aren't coming into yeah I mean if if bread isn't being baked in the factory no one's eating you know so what's the point exactly uh pro the finale premiered october 12th 2019 i said you're a good run yes a nice run yeah what season how many see i hate season 46 how many seasons did mlp friendship magic have it had nine seasons not a bad run

so this is this is so nine seasons this was like fresh off season one it it hooked people immediately okay all right well shit you ready to get into this yeah as i'll ever be let's do um all right it's cupcakes and this is the original version as mentioned there's a second version that floats around a lot but this is the oj from sergeant sprinkles oh yes the air was warm sun was shining and all of ponyville was having oh my gosh okay and all of Ponyville was having a glorious day. The town square was bustling and crowded. Busy ponies for making their busy ways through the shit.

I know, I know this is just good. I know the whole thing's going to be like this. I just have to lock in. It's going to be this optimistic and cheery the whole time until we get our gruesome. Someone's getting murdered immediately, I hope.

Yeah, you know, honestly, and I need to get this out. I need to get my biases out of the way first, right? Okay. One of the things that it always is, so much about anyone who talks about MLP is that they replace any person pronoun with the word

pony. It's like, oh, every pony or horse famous and stuff. And here's the thing. If it was just like people wholesomely enjoying the series, they'd be fine. I wouldn't care. But I know I've seen what the miscreants of the fan base, which is a lot of them are capable of. And it's just so tied to the image of it, I can't separate it in my mind. And that's why I'm so violent. If this was about, what's a wholesome property from when we were kids?

Like Looney Tunes. No, Looney Tunes is like adults like that too. You know what I mean. If this was like something that was entirely safe, I'd be fine. But I'm just, it's just in the back of my head, the things I've seen on the internet.

That's why I'm very judgmental, but I understand. Yes. Yeah. Yeah. Anyway. busy ponies were making their busy way through the streets all the pony folks seemed to see what i mean see what i mean all the pony folks seemed to have somewhere to be all except rainbow dash her place was in the sky she freely tore through the air speeding one way and the next she buzzed the treetops and raced the wind the pegasus swooped over a school yard much to the delight of the children climbing several hundred feet she dove going as fast as she could second before hitting the ground her wings flew open and she took off back into the clear blue

rainbow dash fell to live all right so we got a pony that can fly yeah well a pegas it's a pegasus you got it i just make a winged horse yeah yeah right thank you then she remembered that she had somewhere to be she's supposed to meet with pinky pie in five minutes she'd gotten so caught up in her exercises that she nearly forgot also every sentence is the same the exact same structure just pointed that out. Pinky had asked Dash to meet her at SugarCube Corner at 3. She didn't say why.

I got a bomb. You know, you know, it's also, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, where the story's going, where the story's going, that's not fall off. Like this turned into a hospital saying, you're like, I'm gonna go and I'm gonna blow up pony bank. You can't do it, sugar blossom.

You know, it's also crazy about this. There was, so I was at a wedding this last weekend and a guy came up to me. And he was like, he was one of the guys who was working the venue. And he's like, oh, Wendigoon, a huge fan of your stuff, blah, blah, blah. He's like, I absolutely love creepcast. And I just signed up for the Patreon. Shout out that guy.

And I was like, oh, thanks, man. That means the world. So that guy after, after shaking my hand, after touching me and making eye contact, the next thing he will see is this. This is. I have to explain what this is to my dad now. Rainbow Dash, listen, I got a bomb and a gun. I'm playing on rum in the bank on sugar cube corner. You got to be there at three.

This is going to be innocent lives lost. Do the ponies have like defense capabilities? Like do they have a police force? Oh, I would, you'd have to imagine. Like the horse isn't my little pony. You'd have to value. Well, they probably have like wizards or something. Aren't they all magical and shit?

Well, I mean, like there's a Pegasus. So I imagine they fly. Yeah, here's a cop. they haven't got does acab apply to these oh absolutely a cab applies to everything sir law enforcement there's a wiki page for i forget how law enforcement characters who work or have worked in law enforcement includes i'm not going to read all these names because people will be like you pronounce it wrong you forgot about this one but there's multiple there's multiple ponies who have served in some kind of police force come on man

This is good, this is good law enforcement. This is canon. This is canon lore. It's helping us build this universe for this spooky story. What, what, what, what is the lore of this stuff? I'm looking at the fan boards. The Royal Guard's job is to guard royalty and the capital city. They have a capital city.

Absolutely. Okay. She didn't say why or what they'd be doing. But Dash knew that with Pinky, it could be anything. She wasn't sure if she really wanted to go, though. She was so engaged with her stunts that she thought about blowing Pinky off to continue flying. But Dash's conscience got the better of her. She knew that it would hurt Pinky's feelings.

After all, she said it was going to be something special just for the two of them. She considered it and thought, why not? What did she have to lose? Heck, it might be more pranking. Pinky might have found a bunch more fun. stuff to pull off on folks. They had so much fun at the last time. Dash kicked it into overdrive, mostly to make for lost time, and sped to her appointment.

When she walked into the store, she was immediately greeted with her host bouncing and excitement. Yay! You're here! You're here! I've been waiting all day! Is that good? that's so like my little pony?

It is it is haunting. Go on. Well, you know what? How close that is how close, how close that is to your gypsy rose impression. The most knowledge

I have of my little pony is the Jenny Nicholson video about it. So I know that like I know that like the actor, the voice, all the voice actors and actresses are like serious voice actors and actresses. So I imagine Pinky Pye's voice. So it doesn't sound, you know, I'm not going to look at it. So are you saying should I make it more straight instead of being so bubbly? Um, yeah, I, I realistically, yes, but for the sake of what we're doing today. Here, let me let's, let me try. Let's just leave it as chip. Yay. You're here. You're here. I've been waiting all day.

that's probably about right yeah is rainbow dash a guy or a girl or is that um i want to say a girl hold on is rain but my search history right now rainbow dad sorry if i'm a little late pinky pie i was doing my afternoon exercises and lost track of time rainbow dash is a girl by the way pink and giggled and responded her tone gleefully reassuring that's okay you're here now what's a few more minutes i've been so excited thinking about all the fun stuff we're going to do. I haven't stopped bouncing since I woke up. I mean, I almost forgot to breathe since I've been so happy.

Dash gave a slightly uncomfortable laugh. She always appreciated Pinky's friendly, outgoing way of life, but her overabundant enthusiasm almost creeped her out. Dash was polite, however. If Pinky had got this worked up, then it must... Then it must good. Then it must good. Whatever it was.

So... You're ready to get started, Rainbow Dash. I got everything already. Dash sucked yourself up. You bet you, Pinky. What do you got planned? Are you going to prank somebody? I got a couple of good ones I've been thinking about.

Or maybe you got some stunts you think I should try. Or maybe making cupcakes. Pinky happily announced. Oh, yeah. This is going to get real good. I know. It's going to, we're getting ready. Hey, start A, ladies and gentlemen, start your engines.

Dash was disappointed. Pinky, you know I'm not good at baking. Remember the last time? Oh, that's not a problem at all. I only need your help making them. I'll be doing most of the work. Dash thought for about it for a second and replied, well, all right.

I guess that's okay. What exactly do you need to do? That's the spirit. Here you go. Pinky handed Dash a cupcake. Dash was puzzled. I thought I was helping. you bake you will be i made this one just for you before you got here so this is like a like a taste

testing or something sort of dash shrugged and popped the pastry in her mouth she chewed a bit and swallowed not bad okay now what now you take a nap We're going to the clerk. She says. Pinky, Roofing rainbows. That's got to be a... That's what I'm going.

That's got to be a brand new sentence. No one's ever said that before. Upon hearing that, Dash felt lightheaded. Her world spun in seconds later. She dropped to the floor. When Dash regained consciousness, she found herself in a dark room. She tried to shake her head,

but found that a talk. Hot leather strap kept it firmly in place. She struggled to move, but the braces around her chest and limbs glued her to a rack formed from a series of sturdy planks, which spread her legs wide apart. Dash's wings were the only part of her not tied down, and they fluttered frantically while she struggled to escape. As she rised, Pinky jumped into her line of sight. Eddie, you're awake. Now we can get started. She was pushing a cart covered with a cloth. Hey, Peggy, what's going on?

I can't move. Duh, you're tied down. That's why you can't move. I didn't think you'd need to be told that. But why? What's happening? I thought you said I was going to help you make cupcakes. You are helping.

You see, I ran out of my special ingredient. I need you to get more. Special ingredient. Dash was now breathing heavily and starting to panic. What special ingredient? Pinky giggled. and respond to you silly uh-oh i like how you're into this oh yeah dude well first off this is a hundred percent a fetish story just want to say that the binding and all that this is this is

the binding and like her legs read apart and it's going i have a feeling that we're not out of the fetish the fetish forest yet so i don't remember any of that from when i was like a kid and read this but when we started to read those last few lines i was like oh i see i see i see So I don't remember any, but yeah, clearly. Clearly, that's what it's happening on now. A 12-year-old me was not equipped to understand what I was. 12-year-old, 12-year-old dude is like, why do I like this so much? No, that's not what happens.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, don't, don't. You can say a lot of things about me, Hunter, but you let me have this. You stay off of this one. You can say I killed my dog with chocolate. You can say. Oh, okay. Dash's eyes widened. Her face contorted in fear.

Then she started to laugh. Oh, whoo. It really got me there, Pinky Pie. I mean, tricking me into think I'm going to be made to a cupcake. I got to tell you, that's the best break yet. You win.

You're the best. Pinky yiggled even. more now. Thanks, Dash. But I haven't done pranks today. So I can't accept your praise. Dash, we're struggling again. Hey, Lee! Come on!

This isn't funny! Then why are you laughing? Piki grabbed the cloth and whipped it off the cart. The top of the tray contained various sharp medical tools and knives, carefully organized and ready. There is a medicine bag and several other objects next to them. Piggy!

Dash was now in full panic mode. She was starting time for ventilate. Her mind was racing and she tried to reason with the pink pony. You can't get this, Pinky! I'm your friend! I know you are. And that's why I'm so happy I've got you here. We get to share your last moments together. Just you and me.

Wee. She was skipping again. But the other ponies will wonder where I am. When the clouds pile up, They'll come looking for me, and then you'll get found out. Huh, datch. Don't worry. There are plenty of Pegasus to take care of a few clouds.

And besides, no pony will find out. I mean, how long do you think I've been doing this? And with that, the light suddenly came to life and showcased the rest of the room. Oh, my God. Oh, far. Oh, gosh. No. Oh, no!

dash reeled in horror at the image presented to her the room was decorated with the typical but twisted pinky pie flavor colorful streamers of dried entrails danced around the ceiling brightly painted skulls of all sizes were stuck on the walls and organs done up in pastels filled with helium tied to the backs of chairs the tables and chairs the tables and chairs and chairs were made of bones and flesh of past ponies. Oh, Jesus Christ. Dash cringed at the centerpiece on the table nearest to her. The head of four foals, their eyes closed like they were sleeping, wearing party hats made from their own skin. She recognized one of them as Apple Bloom's classmate. Her eyes started back and forth and then gazed up at the patchwork banner hanging from the rafters.

Made from several pony hides, the words, Life is a Party, were scrawled in red. I legitimately thought that said life is a highway for a second, like, uh, like Pinky was a rascal plans fan. Life truly is a highway. Life is a highway. Yeah, during this like all the, all the blood, like, it's funny how cartoonish it continues to be. Like she has organs blown up like balloons tied to chairs.

And then in the corner of the room just laughs like a road to travel. I would legitimately say that if there was like a sans. the lambs kind of scene of like you're a guy going into a basement like looking for somebody you know like those classic scenes like the cops going down the stairs like they're all scared and shit yeah gun drawn

they're like look around and then in the distance if you just heard life in the highway I want to ride it all night long like a weird upbeat song like that would be that'd be a fuck juxtaposition like that'd be really sick

where are you? Yeah It's just bodies everywhere Come out screaming She's firing a couple shots And out of darned It'd be pretty

That'd be pretty sick You know what fucking Rascal Flats is playing on the back of this right now That's canon That's canon Dash's attention was stolen by a party horn Unfurling and tickling her nose She saw a pinky pie

standing in front of her The party pony Was wearing a dress from cutie marks. On her back fluttered six Pegasus wings, all different colors. As she skipped in excitement, her necklace of unicorn horns loudly clacked together. Okay, that's actually kind of metal. I just want to say right now that that's actually kind of sick.

That she has like a necklace made out of the horns. She has a necklace made out of horns. And then she has like a fucking cape or whatever that has six Pegasus wings on it. And she's like skipping around like a fucking lunatic. She's like, hey, wee, he. Like a fucking psychopath I simultaneously hate and love How into this show

I mean it's it's it's got me I mean we're getting into it I want to see what happens Like it? I made it myself Huh Oh God Piggy Please

I'm sorry if I did anything to you I didn't mean it Please let me go I promise I won't tell any pony I won't tell any pony that's good Oh dash You didn't do anything. It's just that your number came up

and, well, I don't make the rules. We can't turn back now. She's on a fucking bingo system. She's on a bingo system for killing ponies. I love it. A fair system, a lottery, perhaps. One based on chance. Hands or tails.

Pins or tails. I don't know what I'm back on. Every pony. You stand to lose every pony. Yeah. That works so good, dude. Now I just imagine Anton, whatever. It's like he has, he has his face, like,

superimposed on the, on the horse's face, too. Nope, don't put that corner in your pocket. That's your lucky quarter. That's your lucky pony. That's your lucky horn. Uh, Rainbow Dash was tearing up. How could this be happening? Aw, don't be sad, Dash.

Look, this will cheer you up. I brought you a friend. Oh. Oh. Out of seemingly nowhere, Pinky displayed a blue and yellow painted skull. It was about pony size, but it had a very defining feature, a beak. Dash was freaking out. Is that?

Is that? Hey, Dash, let's hay together. These ponies are lameos. Dweebbs! Dweeps! I caught her right before she left town. Remember when I left the party for about 20 minutes? That wasn't enough time to play with her, of course.

I had to wait till after the party to do that. But boy, am I glad I did. It was worth for the flavor alone. Griffin's tastes like two animals at once. It's amazing. I know she didn't have a number like everyone else in Ponyville, but when was I going to get another chance to try a Griffin? In hindsight, I probably should have asked where she came from, so I didn't get more, but I forget. I'll tell you what, though.

She was quite the fighter. last in a long time which was fun for me I got a chance to play with somebody other than a pony and try new things it's too bad she had such a potty mouth she said so much bad stuff I had to take her tongue out

you know bad language makes for bad feelings Dash Dash didn't have anything to say just sobbed and writhed Wow fuck well

think he said putting down the skull. That's enough reminiscing. It's time to begin. She picked up a scalpel, walked over to Dash's right flank. Without any flare, she placed the blade an inch above her cuttie mark

and started a circular cut around it. Her lungs working overtime, Dash shouted in pain and tried desperately to pull away, but the braces held her still. Finishing the incision, Pinky grabbed the curved, skinny knife from the tray. She worked it under the skin and sliced the hide away from the muscle. Dash ground her teeth as she tearfully watched as her flesh came off. Pinky then moved to the other side and completed

the other flank. Once she was done, Pinky held up both cutie marks in front of her friend and started waving them like pom-poms. Dash just whimpered. Her thighs burned. Placing the skin down, Pinky selected a large butcher knife and walked behind Rainbow Dash. don't mind. I think I'm going to wing it now. Did you like that? Did you like that button? I did. I did a nice

hysterical evil laugh too. It probably got cut off but it was, I sold it. Don't worry. It was sold. Also, I just want to say too, since we stopped that, uh, I feel like that Griffin death to some people who know the show was probably quite devastating. It had to be. Oh, fuck!

Not the grins! Oh, fuck! Mom! Mom, get in here! She grabbed the left one and played with it for a second. Then stretching the wing out, she brought the blade down at the base. Instantly, Dash screamed and thrashed her appendage.

The movement threw off Pinky Pye's aim. She tried to hit the mark again, but missed wide and put a huge slice in Rainbow's back. Dashty, gotta stay still, or I'm gonna keep missing. She took another whack. and hit the target. She swung again and again blood spraying into the air, but realized she wasn't getting anywhere. The blade just wasn't going through the bone. I guess I forgot to sharpen it. I'll try something else. She stated as she tossed the knife

over her shoulder, the blade embedding itself in the table. The crying Rainbow Dash heard the sound of a metal box opening and closing. Got it. Say Dash, why do they call it a hack saw? It doesn't hack hacking is what i was doing with the knife this is a saw i don't i don't get it you know that line i know we're reading of my little pony fan fiction right but that line in itself is a funny like a fun line for a torture to have in a movie like i could see what's his name mr blonde from reservoir dog saying that when he cuts off the guys here like i don't get it it's saws it doesn't Yeah, you can see, you can see the obvious Tarantino influence on this story. I want to say this, too.

This is, uh, really, I mean, you know, it is what it is. This is far, far from the worst thing we've ever read. I just want to put that on. It is. It is, it's true. It is. It's way it's far away. It's not it.

The worst crime of story can commit is being forgetable. Oh, I am certainly not forgettable. God, no, like, now I'm imagining. like as the Pinky Pies walking around, it's like, well, I don't know why I came in a night. And then she should be dancing around to either life is a highway or it would be,

what hurts the most is being so close and watching you walk away. The Rascal Flats kind of story. Of course. Pinky placed the tool over the last attempt that effortlessly sailed through the bone and skin. The painful feeling of the teeth biting into her made

Dash want to vomit. She watched helplessly as her wing flew over her head and land with a fluff on the table. Pinky moved the next and started sawing. Dash didn't struggle this time. She'd given up trying to fight. Just cried. Then the sign abruptly paused.

Pinky was only halfway done. The wing hanging on only by a sliver. Hey, Dash. Think fast! Suddenly she yanked the wing as hard as she God, what's sadistic fucking 12-year-old is writing this? Hey, Dash, they're like, wrists half the fucking bone. You know, you know, I actually got to say that's kind of brutal. I know we're talking about like a horse swing, but I was like, imagining someone like

ripping off a half, saw through a arm or something. It's not even just physical torture. It's fucking mental agony as well. Hey, dash. ass and then just immediately ripping the thing out. My God. What kind of fucking

that's rough. Kind of like fat little boy or girl was sitting down writing this and just like grinning ear to ear. What sadistic? What future serial killer was writing this? It's what I want to know. Captain Sprinkles.

Yeah, Sergeant fucking sprinkles. It's actually Captain Sparkles, the guy that made all the Minecraft songs back in the day. It's all connected. Yeah. Yeah, as she's dancing, you can hear in the background. So, baby, tonight, the creepers got a sill.

God. The bones snapped, but the skin held tight. The pull ripped a long strip of flesh down dashes back to her rump. The unexpected trauma caused her body to seize. She felt the warm release between legs as her pelvis tipped up. Dash is loud, unending. Melody of pain filled the room. Unable to catch her breath,

she blacked out. She awoke with a gas. Stinch of her urine filled her mucus cake nostrils. Ew. Jesus fucking cries, dude. The stench of her urine filled her mucus cake nostrils.

She's having involuntary seizures. It's such a detail. Good God. Heavy description of a tortured sequence. Get this child off ass jeeves immediately. What happens when you torture someone for four hours? Search.

Imagine the school counselor sitting down with their parents over this. Yeah. Dude, that's, I was, that's so funny you raised it up. I was thinking the exact same thing. You know this little motherfucker went to school and printed this stuff off out at the library. And that, that definitely caught in.

What in God's name is this? This is, I hate to say this out loud. This is actually better than I've been just from how brutal the descriptions have been. Oh, it's good. Yeah.

Oh, yeah. She saw, she saw a very pouty pinky pie removing the adrenaline needle from her chest. What? What? The adrenaline needle. Yeah, so like Rainbow Dash is passed out because she's going to like a shock. Yeah, so thinking of us like, uh-uh, here's your epinephrine.

I'm telling you. You're coming back. This motherfucker saw reservoir dogs in Pulp Fiction and decided to write a fucking my little funny horror story. Is that not what happened? It's becoming abundantly clear to me. Stomping her hooves. The frustrated Pinky lashed out.

Didn't anybody teach you any manners? It's very rude to fall asleep when somebody invites you over to spend time with them. How would you like if I came over to your house and went to sleep? Oh, I'm sorry, Dash. You're boring. I think I'll take a nap. You think I always like doing this by myself? I told you how excited I got when I found you were next. I was excited to have a friend be here with me while I worked. But no!

You've got to be inconsiderate! You know, I thought you were tough. I thought you could handle anything. I've had foul stand up better than you. I mean, do you have to baby you? Huh? Is that how you want me to remember you? Has a baby!

She stopped to catch her breath, Dash blinked and softly cried. Her back was on fire. Pinky then popped something red into her mouth and began to chew. She noticed Dash was staring at her. What? Oh, this? Holding up another piece. Well, while you were asleep, I got a little impatient and helped myself sample.

I got it from your leg. You're not bad. Want to try some? Without waiting for a response, she shoved the strip of meat into the revolted Rainbow Dash's mouth. She immediately spit it out. Pinky picked it up. If he didn't want it, you could have said, no! She then ate the discarded, snotty morse.

It's not like you haven't had it before. Swallowing, she turned her attention to the small can on the tray. She removed the lid, revealing that it was filled with burning coals. Sitting on top of the fire were several large nails. Dash began to, like, like super hot, like, railroad nails. I'm trying to see if there, uh, if she is legitimately going to, like, crucify this fucking horse. right now is what i'm wondering god Christ

she like starts nailing the fucking legs in there dash dash began to panic again pinkie picked up the can and walked over to dash's left carefully picking up a nail and grabbing a hammer she positioned the spike at the scene

you might be right about the horse about the horse cruise of fiction she positioned the spike at the seam between her leg and her hoof no pinkie no no no the hammer came down and the nail punctured under her skin the white hot burning was too much dash pulled and thrashed at the brace her skin rubbed and tore pinky tried to line up another one but couldn't find her aim she let out a frustrated grunt when she pulled the hammer back to take a wild swing Dash burst out, crying and begging.

Please stop! Please stop! Pinky rolled her eyes. Putting the hammer back down, she walked back in front of her friend. She stared pensively at the broken Pegasus. Gilda didn't even cry this much when she stuck that live parisprite down her throat. Pinky thought for a minute about what to do next. Then there was a sudden spark in her imagination. She grabbed the gear wheel on the rack and laid Rainbow Dash on her back.

She moved to Dash's hind legs, bringing the can with her. Pinky picked up the hammer again, and she drove a searing piece of metal into the bottom of Dash's hoof. Dash screamed again. Pinky put one into the other hook. Next, she located the small generator on the tray, tying the copper wires to the nails. She gave Dash a wink and flipped the switch. Electricity rocketed through Dash's bottom. The blue pony reacted immediately.

Body seized, muscle struck, taught. Her hips thrust skyward and her eyes rolled back. She let out a deep throat shredding cry. Pinky giggled and danced in place. She turned up the juice. Dash convulsed uncontrollably. Her bladder emptied once more. Gosh, just talking about like,

what fucking? She's peen on herself. I need to know what torture, like what, what they Googled for the tort. This is so specific, even down to like nailing the fucking, like nailing it into the bottom of the foot or whatever, brutal, but then even just like literal copper wiring and just like formed like this torture electric, electricity device, whatever, just shock therapy. I don't know what happened to. the guy that wrote those sergeant sprinkles or whatever,

but someone should check on him. After about five minutes, Pinky shut off the power. The area smelled lightly of cooked flesh and burnt enamel. But oh my, what a deed to put in there. I fucking love this little psychopaths, dude. Good God.

She put Dash upright again and tried to snap the delirious and drooling pony back to attention. Dash. Dash. Wake up. Rainbow Dash managed to give her a modicum of weak acknowledgment. Pinky reached into the medicine bag and pulled out a large syringe. All right. Time for the last round.

Dash looked at the needle and Picky took that as a question as to what it was. Something to take the pain away. She informed as she walked around to Dash's ruined backside. She stuck the needle into the lower part of her spine. Dash flinched. Coming to the front again? She told her friend. In a few minutes?

You won't be able to feel anything below your ribcage. Then you'll be able to stay awake to watch the harvest. Jesus Christ. My gosh. This is God! Death started to cry again. Biggie, why? She trembled out.

Yeah. I want to go home. Yeah. I can see you wanting to do that. Jesus. Oh, my. Sometimes, I just want to give up and say, I'm done with this mess and go to bed. But you know what?

You get shrug off your responsibilities. I've got to pull yourself up and meet the challenges head on. That's really the way you're going to get ahead in life. Dash cried. Minutes passed and the drug took effect. Dash was numb from her chest to her flanks. aware of this, Binky approached with her scalpel. With only a smiling glance to dash, she made a long cut across her pelvis just above her crotch.

Moving up her body, she drew a similar incision under her ribs. One final cut was made down her stomach, connecting the first two. Looks like I got my eye on you, Rainbow Dash. Draws a giant vivisection eye. Good God. It's like I got my eye on you. I tell you what. Good, good actual quotes from a psychopath.

I just want to say that. Joke. I know. Legitimately. It's good for a movie. It reminds me of like, you know, that scene in the departed where Jack Nicholson shoots that girl and he's like, she fell funny.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. Like that kind of that. I hate to say this reminds me of a score. I mean, we have two prolific directors while reading this. And it came naturally, mind you, Isaiah. It came naturally.

All right? Looks like I got my eye on you. With a moist gooey sound, the new door flapped open. The new door? That's so sick to refer to

like someone's fucking open wound. My God. The side of her own organs and the lack of feeling caused ashes breathing to intensify. Pinky sliced open

the abdominal sack and grabbed the large intestines, separating it from the rest of the digestive tract and pulling them from the forming cavity.

Pinky was getting jovial and started making Joeveal. notes. Dash, growing weaker from the new source of blood loss, tried to shut out the comedy act. Pinky was laughing. Look at me. I'm a rarity. She said, slinging the tube around her neck and spreading blood in all directions. Isn't my new scarf so pretty?

Reaching back in, she cut the smaller intestine off the bowels, squeezing out the excess... Oh my God! Squeezing out the excess excrement, Pinky filed it through her teeth and dragged it back and forth. Tend to say you got to floss every day, Dash. God damn. She's got shit and blund her teeth. Good. My, my God!

Is it? This has to be almost over. This is fucking, this is, just getting so vile. My God. Raybo Dash was barely aware of what was going on anymore. The shock was causing her to fade. Pinky got disappointed.

Diving back into the gut, she ramped up her routine. Don't get yet. Don't go yet, Dash. That alone is freaky, cutting someone open to being like, don't go yet. Or like, hang around a little bit longer. So creepy. Yeah.

She started pulling out the rest of the organ, stopping at each one. I know it could be a real pain achiest. But you know, I'm just kidding with you. You really got to learn to liver it up. Boy, these jokes are getting bladder. I guess you got to develop a stomach for them. I would, if I would just, I'd be screaming, kill me. Kill me!

she placed the discarded body parts into a bucket keeping the last one for a bit longer back bag pipes she said placing the tube in her mouth and the organ in her armpit a spurt of acid hit her tongue oh hey there's your cupcake rainbow dash the cupcake she ate earlier getting blown out of her dissected stomach it's like that thing I've talked about before where it's like kids don't understand how heavy it's awesome they're saying something into a story but it's an entire story about just the heaviness it's it's unbelievable how gripped I am and I hope to God that this child is locked up somewhere as a full blown adult it's going to be like the rob zombie remake of Halloween where they're

like I treated you good Mikey and like Michael Myers is like the kid who wrote this now is like a six foot seven super soldier that they're like keeping it in a sane aside that's you your Dating Trayneau getting choked out by the author Yeah I just get fucking thrown

into a wall Oh Dash didn't hear her She had slipped from consciousness minutes ago Pinky not satisfied yet hit her with another adrenaline shot

Dash woke up for the last time her heart jumping Her blood flowed out faster. It wouldn't be long now. Pinky put Dash down on her back and straddled her chest, scalpel ready. You know, Dash, disappointed. I thought she would have lasted longer. I really wanted to spend more time with you before we got here.

But I guess it's my fault. I should have taken it a little slower. Well, it was really nice knowing you, Rainbow Dash. The blade sunk into the blue one's throat and worked its way up her chin. Coming back down, it circled around her neck. the last thing Dash felt was her skin being cut away from her skull the metal scraping her teeth

then she was gone Pinky Pye stared into the mirror she did a really good job even keeping the eyelids she winked dash winked back Pinky smiled oh she carved off her face and now she's wearing it

yeah Dash winked I'm sorry was that not clearer yeah who am I What did I think happen? But still, she was sad that her friend was now gone. It only lasted 50 minutes, not nearly as long as she wanted. She looked back to the cadaver hanging there in the center of the room,

the last of its fluid straining into the pan. Yep, no more rainbow dash. Then Pinky cocked her head. She was starting to take notice of the fact that there really wasn't that much damage. In fact, she began to say, I think. An idea exploded in her head. She was good at sewing and she had all the pieces.

All she had to do was put her back together. Yeah, just get some stuffing and bingo. She'd have Rainbow Dash forever. In fact, that's what she do for all her friends when their numbers came up. She was so excited, she skipped over to the body with the Skinner to get started. Cupcakes can wait. Pinky had a friend to make. Silver Spoon suddenly woke up.

She was on her back, I assume this is another pony. she was on her back and couldn't move she couldn't see where was she freaking out she was just about to scream when the pony from the bakery appeared in front of her hi what am I

what are going on okay so says it says the frightened little foal I imagine this is a child so foals like a little horse right but I like that voice for like the little girl pony that's good oh well you see your number came up and

I got to make cupcakes. What, what does that mean? What are you talking about? Oh, nothing. I wouldn't worry if I was you. It'll be over soon. She approached the girl, scalpel at the ready, when a small voice called out from... Miss Pinky, what do you think you're doing?

She paused and turned to look at Apple Bloom. The yellow baby pony walked up to her with an angry look on her face. Silver Spoon started to feel relieved. I can't believe you're doing this. I thought you said this one's going to be mine. Pinky, Apologized. Sorry about that. Guess I forgot. Here you go. She handed the blade over. Apple Bloom climbed on the table and stood over her prey.

Silver Spoon tried to struggle. She stared in fear at Apple Bloom and her apron, the pink apron with the shiny tiara on it. Silver Spoon started to cry. Apple Bloom grinned and opened her mouth. Hey, Silver Spoon. Guess there's going to be a blank flank. What the fuck does that mean? So I think, so a flanks like the. rear end of the horse, like the back side. So I imagine, you know how like the my little pony things have the little, they each have a shape on them or like a symbol or something. I think that means they're going to cut off the logo or whatever.

I'll tell you what, because that's the end. If I had to guess. And I want to say something. One word, Isaiah. Cinema. Absolutely. Cinema. Pure, untapped cinema.

That, uh, little did I know that. I needed to hear a child in great detail write my little pony fan fiction that is just that is 100% Googled resources of torture and it was done so well this is so far from one

like a bad thing that we've read that this this even makes some of the longer serious stories we read it puts them to shame dare I say and to have an evil twist where another pony is in on it as well cinema so i'm glad you enjoyed that it was admittedly more intense than i remember because in my head it was like oh it's like all the other you know kind of like you remember when we read the uh the simpsons one where it's like bark fell out of a plane and exploded or

whatever i just kind of imagined it like all of those but this was far more intense and detailed than i remembered so it seems that the name of the sergeant sprinkles's real name is Drecker Jones. He originally posted it to 4chan. Cupcakes gained enough notoriety to garter lengthy subpages. Jones has stated in a journal entry on his deviant art profile

that he never expected it to go any further than sharing it on 4chan. He calls it the most infamous thing of the fandom and he's not sure what to think about its popularity. Let me look up this side. Sergeant Sprinkles's real name is actually David Foster Wallace.

And this was his follow-up to Infinite Jest. okay it looks like he's not in jail it looks like he's posting recently they have they have internet and insane asylum i don't know how devian art works but they have internet and that is true it might be that yeah the funniest thing is when i type it in the first thing i see is a law firm called decker jones so it's funny

if he is a paralegal now that is so sick drecker jones it'd be so funny if he's like defending people in court and that's like he did for fun i don't want to have to i don't want to have to cut off your horn mr jones would you stop it i don't want to have to scalp the defendant sergeant sprinkles okay so yeah uh there's a bunch of different alternate endings different versions people have seen uh there was an animation i remember someone made an animation of this way back wing because i saw i remember seen clips from it when I was a kid. The sheer thought that a child had the idea to not only once, not only twice, but three

times using adrenaline shot to wake their victim so they could feel and experience more of this torture is so haunting to think that a child knows that that. I was like trying to think when I'm younger. I don't think I really understood what adrenaline did. So the idea that a child knew that it scares me even more. There's so many layers to this that's just so. so great and they wrote the sociopath in such a believable way really i mean i just have to tip i'm looking on i'm looking on the mlp fan art website and there's a bunch of unofficial alternate endings

some of the highlights include pinky pie serves the cupcakes she made out of rainbow dash to her friends and then asked twilight if she thought the cupcakes tasted like rainbows nobody catches of sorry no pony catches on to the fact that they're eating rainbow dash um when she is a, the whole story was a nightmare, blah, blah, blah. This one's great. Celestia's, Celestia's ever free forest Ranger hoofs, SWAT team storms the seller, prevents Peeky Pie from applying lethal damage to

rainbow dash and takes her into custody. Another version, the police show up and kill Pinky Pie. I kind of love that too. I love the My Little Pony SWAT team comes in. just like freeze that's such a fun idea also how do they not deliver the final blow like if it's like towards like that fucking pony's dead that pony's going to die yeah you would have been a nice ending too is that if uh rainbow dash did survive this whole ordeal rainbow dash is like blind missing a fucking leg and a wheelchair and a sane asylum and like it's she sees it's nubs whatever

and so it's just like you made it out all right we're so happy you survived and then rainbow dash she's like you know what's the point some kind of existential thing if she's just like i'll never fly again right yeah i think i think that's i think it's good if it becomes like a war drama like a jacob's ladder kind of thing she's yeah yeah exactly it's all parallel for like like faith and belief and stuff like that and like all this other stuff yeah that'd be so sick then it hard cuts back to her dying on the table like it was all just like like her trial of faith. Yeah, it's like all that happened in like the last few seconds of her life.

That was her life flashing before her eyes. It's sick. Well, Rainbow Dash eventually loses her sanity and kills Pinky Pie. It's an alternate version of the story. Rainbow Dash brings Pinky Pie to the hospital and they reconcile. Oh my God. Of course.

Of course there's somebody who's like, yeah, but a happy ending would be kind of cool though. Yeah. Hey, actually I totally for I totally forgive you. I totally forgive you for cutting off my wings and torturing me. me and shooting my fucking my cupcake out of my bladder or whatever and using it like a fucking like Bond Scott and ACDC, whatever, I really appreciate that.

Well, that's your story for this week. I honestly am thrilled. This was a God. What a, this was a nice refresher, man. I really enjoyed this one. I'm glad this meant so much. It did. It really did.

And I hope we get more of this kind of stuff in the future because this is what, this is what we also need, man. This is, this is what creepy pastas are. This is creepy pasta. Admittedly, better than I remembered, but still, I can never forgive you for putting this out there. There's going to be a thumbnail with my face on it that's related to my little pony for ever. You're going to be having sex with my little pony. That's what I'm going to do. No, no, you bet.

I'm saying this right. I do not do that. I have a reputation to keep in my community. No, I would never do that. I would never do that. Yeah, yes, you would. If I give you permission to do that in a heartbeat. I would never do it.

Thank you so much to our audio listeners for listening over on Spotify and Apple Podcasts and stuff. And also a huge shout out to our patrons. We appreciate you. Everyone, we will see you in the next one. Stay creeped. The one of me holding a, being collared by an old man was bad enough. Do not put me in a compromising situation with the horse. Thank you.

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