Absolutely fucking love this! I used this as a guide to attempt to draw and teach myself a better way of doing pictures like these.. links here, I let everyone know that YOU did the original, I was just using it to try and get better :3! [link]
The acid was eating away at her brain. Why couldn't she kick it away? Why couldn't she shove it into a black void, or lock it away in a ten-code tumble lock safe? Was it because of her sudden bloodlust for pony flesh? Tearing innocent fillies from limb to limb, laughing manically as she sawed away at their organs? Pumping adrenaline into their veins so they can gawk upond their own bodies, mercilessly being ripped apart? Spines snapped, skulls drilled, hooves smashed, cutie marks sawed off? She didn't know why she was doing it. Was it because of the cruel mocking laughter? The lonely atmosphere of alienation? The looming shadows of being an...outsider? And the monster within her awoke again, thin, papery voices whispering, whispering, whispering... You don't need them. They hate you. They hate your parties. They ignore you for the sake of it. Because you're an ALIEN. You're DIFFERENT. They don't LIKE difference, DO THEY? And Pinkie Pie's final shred of humanity dissolved, and a massive grin, filled with teeth and bleeding gums, stretched across her face and she let out a howl of insane cackling. Pinkamena Diane Pie had risen. And there was no escape. There was no escape from ponies' numbers coming up. No escape from the possible outcome of cupcakes. Because only the ruthless, the merciless, the insane could do these things. And Pinkamena was very, very insane.