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>Everypony gathers back to the street.  
>It’s you seven vs. the one.  
>The creature looks around.  
>Then to you.  
>Then to the corpse.  
>You can feel the tension in the other ponies.  
>Suddenly the creature lets out a cry.  
>Not like the ones that died…  
>It sounds like…  
>Joy?  
>You look to Taku.  
>She looks just as confused as you.  
>The creature approaches you.  
>You step back.  
>It keeps moving towards you, then past you.  
>It’s moving to the bell.  
>The creature stops on the side of the platform.  
>Probably can’t use the stairs.  
>Instead it comically slaps it’s head on the platform and does a reverse slinky motion to get on top.  
>What is it do-  
>It suddenly whips it’s head back and slams it against one of the posts holding the bell up.  
SNAP CRACK  
>The posts snap like twigs.  
>Taku drops her katana as her jaw drops.  
>The bell falls and rolls off the platform.  
>The creature flops off and follows the bell.  
>It then proceeds to bite the lip of the bell and lift it off the ground.  
>Once again it does a reverse slinky with bell in mouth to get back on the platform.  
>This would be funny had the creature not just destroyed thick wooden poles with it’s face and lift a solid metal bell off the ground with it’s mouth.  
>You find it hard to believe at point you thought these things died to simple trip wires.  
>It maneuvers the bell around in it’s mouth before raising it up.  
>It suddenly slams the bell into the platform upside down.  
>It then flops off the platform once more and walks down the street.  
>”D-did we do it?” Wallflower asks.  
>Nobody knows.  
>You step up onto the platform.  
>You look into the bell.  
>Nope  
>No portal to normalcy.  
>”Now what?” Asks Cipher.  
>You look towards the road the creature went down.  
>It’s long gone.  
>”You don’t think it went to get reinforcements do you?” Home Sick asks.  
>You hadn’t considered that.  
>”No…” Starts Paradise.  
>”It was happy… Happy that we killed the others…”  
>”What’s it doing then?” Home Sick asks.  
>”Who knows” answers Moonie.  
>Eventually you all agree to wait.  
>Hours pass.  
>”L-look!” Cipher shouts pointing down the street.  
>The creature returned.  
>No reinforcements fortunately.  
>It runs past you and into the alley you lead them down before.  
>It then comes out from where they chased Home Sick a while later.  
>Finally it approaches the corpse.  
>It twists it’s form to lower it’s head onto the ground while raising the body above it’s head.  
>From the corpse drops crumbs and ash into the creatures mouth.  
>The fuck?  
>It then writhes around a bit before regurgitating a clay blob.  
>There is already a shape pressed into the clay blob.  
>The creature once again flops onto the pedestal.  
>It then stares at the bell which begins to glow red hot.  
>That explains a bit.  
>You look into the bell turned crucible.  
>The bell clapper is melting.
 
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@redweasel  
If the bell clapper is melting, and the clay has a shape pressed into it, then it’s probably going to pour the bell’s contents out into the mold. It’s making a tool or weapon or something, I’d imagine.
redweasel
Duck - "someone befriended them, saved them, coaxed them out of their shell, and showed them that sex is nothing to be afraid of. I’m kind of envious of that rape victim"

Fuzzbutt
it’s… baking… clay? what?
 
I don’t even
 
this’s some sort of weird… sock monster reproduction thing, isn’t it?