Don’t Mess With Poison Joke
Poison Joke is a very difficult pony to anger. You can call her freak, question her sanity, insist she Shares the same IQ with her flowers…But she would simply find such attempts to anger amusing. After all, as we saw with our dear friend Luna, all it takes is a poke at you’re hers to play with. Still, there are a few who might hit a soft spot, mention her past, or maybe she just finds them spraying her children with weed killer. For those unlucky ponies this is their fate.

The pony is transformed, how I haven’t decided yet. Eat a piece of her soft, mushroom like flesh (which grows back naturally), get themselves rooted to the ground, maybe Poison shoves them into that bulby bottom half she leaves behind after swapping from her plant form to pony form, You decide!

Whatever the cause they become like her plant form, big, bulby poison joke plants though unlike Poison Joke who keeps aspects of her pony self and can pull herself free at will, these ponies are in living prisons, consuming their whole body up to the neck and keeping the poor things in place. From here they sit, struggling while their new bodies spread joke all over the local area. The only way to get free is for another pony to come across said victim and pull them free, though it does take some muscle work. In some cases it can take up to four ponies to pull a victim free of their planty prison, at which point they slowly return back to normal. It is a scary thought though, some unlucky pony being left alone in the woods, trapped forever just growing larger, blobbier, surrounded by poison joke flowers as if a harsh reminder of who put them there.

Since both Celestia and Luna have been victims of my characters, I figured it’s Twilights turn.