In regards to a recent incident that took place at Hasbio Laboratory, the company decided to endorse in fluffy abuse claiming it as a “healthy stress reliever” rather than a substitute for potential sadistic tendicies. Due to this, new possibilites for products are possible. Compactness, labor, easy training, and now, a much more effective stress reliever. The product is called a Furffy, and it’s a major product bent on changing the way abuse works for fluffies. Usually fluffies can be found roaming wild in areas of cities, like alleyways, roads, or even in parks. Often times people will take those fluffies to their home, and beat the ever-loving shit out of it’s stupid, ugly face until its brain is reverted back to the state of a fucking baby. Others might just kill them simply on the spot. It’s not enough. Not enough to satisfy the horrifically, adrenaline inducing, urges that are caused by simple stress. Their fragile, pathetic, disgusting shitbags of bodies cannot handle the stress of a human. They are way too easily killed. Others can make the most out of it, but it is no fun if it can’t even take a light kick without being punted 40 yards and major concussion, bloody nose and fractured legs. No pain, no gain, as they say. So, this new product, a legendary, “Furffy”, is just what abusers all over need, to take their frustration and anger out on, without giving out in the first 10 seconds. A Furffy, is an anthropomorphic animal that is as tall as, I put it, on average, 2ft and 5 inches, grows from infant to child in 1 week, from birth, 3 months a teen, and a full adult by 5 months, stands on two legs, life span of 4 years, for breeders choice, and has the intelligence of a regular fluffy. These Furffies are, quite literally, a mixture of Furries, and Fluffies.
Our subject, or victim, is Rosemary, 6 months old, a fully grown furffy with hot pink fur, purple mane with natural blue stripes, and a light beige colored stomach with light pink spots. Similar in fur patterns of a baby deer. She is a well-trained, nice furffy who likes hugs, long conversations, and telling jokes. This no-soul piece of shit is about to be beat TO DEATH, and for hour long sessions. The master of this fate-already-sealed heathen is Trichul. An athletic bodybuilder who WAS in football, but he got taken out, and his girlfriend cheated on him. He moved in a city near Hasbio only recently. He has had no sexual interaction in over 4 weeks, so he is quite pent up, considering he is also 24 years old. (This is not good for Rosemary at all, and she has NO idea.)
Trichul walks in the front doors, and asks the person at the front desk, “I was listed on a experiment, says here, I will be paid in cash money and possibly more, whatever that means, and the code is 1209?”. " That what you need?“, he asks. The front lady replies, “Yes, thank you alot for coming in, the door you will be entering is 09 on your left. Just walk in, tell them your number is 12, and here is an id for the door.” She hands him a card with a large number 12 on it. Trichul takes it and puts it in front of the black scanner with a blue light at the top. It turns green, and the door opens. He takes a look around and notices two men standing by a table in white coats. “Hey, I am here for this test right?” He asks the men. They reply, “Hey! Great to have you with us today, and we promise by the end of today you’ll be glad you did.” Trichul shows them his card, telling them thats the number he was given. The men seem ethusiastic to have him. They lead him to a room with the number 12 on it. In the room you are in, there are numbers 1-12 on doors on the walls, in numerical order. He walks through door 12. Inside they bring him to stand on a plastic sheet covering the whole floor, with white parchment paper lining the walls. The room feels small but he suspects behind the paper hanging on the roof is more room, with tools or something. The men in white coats tells him to close his eyes real quick as they need to spray him with some deoderizing and antibacterial spray. The men then say, “Your partner is almost ready, she needs a quick check-up.”. He asks the men who will be his partner and they reply with, " Her name is Rosemary, we believe you’ll like her.”. Trichul thinks about his potential partner, wondering what kind of person is she. Then the door opens.
The furffy is the first thing he sees, and everything about her surprises him. “Woah what is THAT?” He asks. “It’s our newest product, and YOUR new partner!” The man bringing in the furffy says. “Hewwo mastah!” Rosemary says to Trichul. He is dumbfounded. Trichul has heard of the fluffy pony thing, and how much everyone likes it, but has never actually seen one in person, and it’s calling him MASTER at first sight? The men tell Trichul the details and hands a guide titled “To Living With A Furffy.” Trichul still hasn’t processed it fully. “IT TALKS?” The men are quite shocked. They thought everyone knew about fluffy ponies by now. “Is this your first time seeing a fluffy pony?”, they asked. He responded, “Yes, it is, and this is weird.” The men tell Trichul that he will be fine as long as he follows the guide. Trichul reluctantly agrees, and takes the furffy to his home. A small, gray home on the corner by the road. The furffy has been polite and hasn’t said anything on the ride, only looking at the world and awwing the sight of all the colors. Like a little girl with adhd, Rosemary balances herself on the curb walking to his home. She stumbles a bit. He unlocks the door and he sees his home. He feels like he hasn’t been there is days. Rosemary says “Ooh is so pwetty inside!”. Is this dumb bitch tryna say his home is ugly on the outside? He gets quite offended and shows her how to wash herself, and when she is done she can eat. The furffy says, in its normal, stupid, voice," Otay mastah, will wash bestes of all for nices mastah!" She is already getting quite annoying. He opens the guide, he reads at least 12 pages of interesting facts about the furffy and then sees something written in red marker, as though it wasn’t part of the book, “Just beat the stupid thing and record how long she lasts. Then get back to us.”
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Give me suggestions on tags i need to include
Not sure about tags but you might want to work on breaking up the text a bit more with blank lines, it’s hard to read when it’s all in a huge block like that.
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You need to include your name in the title
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Well shit
Yeah i was thinking i need to put more space