COLLECTING BLOCKS. LIKE THOSE LITTLE COMMEMORATIVE EARS YOu GET. WHEN YOu MuRDER A WEAK ASS BITCH. IN FROSTY COLD BLOOD. WITHOuT A SECOND THOuGHT. THROuGH THESE BLOCKS. I SHALL ASSEMBLE A FORTRESS. AN uNFuCKWITHABLE CASTLE. THE SITE SHALL BE ME. AND THE ONLY PEOPLE I CARE ABOuT. THE WORTHY. THE DARK CARNIVAL CAVORTERS. CALIBORN'S TRuE CHOSEN.
~I'm gO~nna grab O~ne ~Of the keystO~ne bl~Ocks and pick it up and sniff it a little then waddle away with it giggling nO~w that I've ruined the structural integrity ~Of yO~ur B~OREtress~
THAT IS NOT HOW A BORETRESS. I MEAN FORTRESS. WORKS. THE BLOCKS ARE ASSEMBLED. THIS MEANS THEY ARE PuT TOGETHER. YOu IRREVERENT NITWIT FREAK. EVEN IF YOu POSSESSED THE REQuISITE STRENGTH NECESSARY. TO REMOVE EVEN A SINGLE BLOCK. THE ENSuING AVALANCHE WOuLD CRuSH YOu. PuLVERIZE YOu. LIKE ONE OF THE BIG. "OPEN TOE SANDAL WOMEN FEET". YOuR WEAK. PuERILE LITLE MIND. FETISHIZES BEING CRuNCHED TO GORY BITS uNDERNEATH. YOu ARE NOTHING. BuT A SELF-ANNIHILATING FuCKING NITWIT. WAITING TO BE CuLLED. BY THE INEVITABLE DEATH KNELL. OF YOuR OWN SEXuALLY uNGRATIFYING uNDOING. YOu ARE NOT A WHIMSICAL WANNABE VAGABOND SPIRIT. YOu ARE NOT SOME RENEGADE ANGEL ON A SPIRITuAL QuEST. YOu ARE JuST A SEX PEST. uNFIT EVEN TO BE ELIMINATED. YOu CAN SNIFF ONLY YOuR OWN FARTS. AND PROMPTLY DIE. FROM THE EXPOSuRE.
~I'm g~Onna be real I started reading this but stO~pped when I g~Ot tO~ the part abO~ut sniffing my O~wn farts then dying. Fuuuuuck that's such a gO~O~d mental image. Like, imagine me, sweaty after a lO~ng night's w~Ork ~Of stealing blO~cks frO~m yO~ur b~Oretress, and I'm sitting in the hO~spital fr~Om my many bl~Ock-avalanche-unrelated injuries, t~Otally wrapped in bandages and casts and shit, I'm a quad-paraplegic O~ver here, and the h~Ottest nurse in the entire place JUST walked in, and I can't even pO~p a bO~ner because the casts are t~OO~ starchy, but I dO~ start leaking a little and make a yellO~w stain, and she n~Otices and I see her eyes l~O~Ok but she's t~O~O p~Olite tO~ say anything abO~ut it, and then the sec~Ond she makes eye cO~ntact with me I fart a little, and she ignO~res it, she tries tO~ start talking but I fart lO~uder and we can bO~th smell it, she tries tO~ start again but I nervO~us fart again, and that keeps happening like fifteen times until we're b~Oth being hO~tbO~xed by my tummy made methane, then the O~ld timey dO~ct~Or walks in but she'll be a w~Oman t~O~O because I'm #w~Oke and als~O #h~Orny and because she's O~ld timey she pulls ~Out a cigarette and a match, and befO~re either ~Of us can stO~p her she lights the match and the r~O~Om expl~Odes, and the h~Ospital is right next t~O yO~ur SNO~REtress sO~ it gets expl~Oded tO~O and y~Ou get cO~vered in all my bl~OO~d and guts and viscera and n~Ow yO~u have a yellO~w stain ~On yO~ur crO~tch and a cute girl is watching and thinks y~Ou peed yO~urself and she's trying n~Ot tO~ laugh but y~Ou can tell she's definitely laughing. ~Fuck I just came. ~#nsfw #vi~Olence~
HMM. TuMMY METHANE. YOu SAY.
ARE YOu GAINFuLLY EMPLOYED? I MAY HAVE uSE FOR YOuR MORE. DEGENERATE ANATOMICAL COMPONENTS. AND THEIR STRANGE IRREGuLARITIES.
~Dude are y~Ou asking me tO~ fart and shit ~On y~Our face because I'll d~O that f~Or free fuck man I'll pay f~Or that shit I usually d~O pay f~Or that shit like I'm in massive fucking debt t~O this ~One dude wh~O has a skull in his hive and I pay him tO~ let me fart and shit O~n it I've taken O~ut l~Oans t~O suppO~rt this habit they t~OO~k my fucking kneecaps man ~#nsfw #nsfwe?~
THAT WILL NOT BE STRICTLY NECESSARY. NOR STRICTLY uNRELATED. YOu SEE. SAIROu BJuNKI. YOu POSSESS IN YOuR PERSON. A SET OF SKILLS THAT COuLD PROVE VERY uSEFuL INDEED. TROLLIAN FERTILIZER. YOuR BODY. AND YOuR EAGERNESS TO HAVE IT RIPPED OPEN AND ASSREAVED PROVIDES ME PRECISELY THE SORT OF CAPABILITIES I NEED TO FILTER THE ASININE FAKE SHIT MANuRE. FROM THE REAL. DISGuSTING. FuCKING. DEAL. YOu MAY DIE. IN FACT. IT IS ALMOST ENTIRELY PERMISSABLE THAT YOu DO. WITH BOTH YOuR ARMS STRAPPED TO A CRuCIFIX. YOuR PALMS BENT OuTWARDS WELL BEYOND THEIR POINT OF BREAKAGE. YOu MAY FIND YOuR EYES FLASHING YOuR LIFE BEFORE THEM. MISERABLE. MISSPENT. BuT HORNY. AND YET. YOuR DEBTS. WILL BE FREED. YOuR CONSCIOuSNESS. WHILE FADING. uNBuRDENED BY THE CONSCIENCE. TO YOu. I OFFER. FREEDOM. TO TALK. AND SPREAD AS MuCH SHIT. AS YOuR COLON CAN COMPACTLY PACK. TO uNLOAD. YOuR BACKEND'S LOAD. IN AN ENDLESS BARRAGE. YOu WILL BE A LIVING NuTRIENT FILTER. A SCARECROW WITHOuT A BRAIN. NO DIFFERENT THAN THE COLONIES FROM ALL TOMORROWS. A TECHNICALLY LIVING. POST-TROLLIAN SPECIES. CAPABLE OF NOTHING MORE. THAN PROCESSING CRAP. AS IT IS NEEDED. THE GAME. CuLT OF THE LAMB. HAS TAuGHT ME THE VALuE IN LITERAL SHIT. YOu WILL BE AN INFLATING. AND DEFLATING. GORE AND SHIT BALLOON. AND IN THE TIME IT TOOK YOu TO READ THIS. I HAVE ALREADY CuT TO THE CHASE. AND AuTHORIZED A SMALL CRACK SQuAD TO APPREHEND YOu. DO NOT STRuGGLE. IT WILL ONLY WASTE PERFECLY SERVICEABLE SHIT. BETTER SPENT SPRINKLED ON THE CROPS YOu WILL BE FORCEFED. uNTIL YOu YOuRSELF. ARE A CROPPER. ARE YOu STILL LISTENING? THAT CROWBAR BEING WEDGED uP AGAINST YOuR THROAT. IS PERFORATED ON ONE END. BE MOST ASSuRED. THAT IS THE END THAT WILL DECORATE YOuR RECTuM WITH SCRATCHES. PERFECTLY DECORATED AND ORNATE. LIKE A DISC-JOCKEY'S PRIZED RECORD. ON THE LIVE MIXING OF YOuR uNDOING. RuN. SHIT BOY. RuN. THIS IS YOuR PRIZE. FOR ATTEMPTING TO EMBARASS ME IN FRONT OF YOuR IMAGINARY LAuGHING WOMAN. FOR YOuR PEE PEE SPOT ON MY PRIZED BIG BOY PANTS. I HAD TO EAT HER. YOu KNOW. SHE HAD CHILDREN. MuCH STRINGIER CHILDREN. LEANER MEAT. HARDLY WORTH EATING AT ALL. DO YOu HAVE ANY IDEA HOW SICK. AND FuCKED uP. YOu HAVE TO BE. TO ALMOST MAKE SOMEONE EAT CHILD. FOR SHAME. FOR SHAME. SAIROu BJuNKI. #NSFW #NSFWE #NSFWSAIROu
Okay how the fuck is Caliborn familiar with All Tomorrows: A Billion Year Chronicle of the Myriad Species and Mixed Fortunes of Man.