[UPLOADED TO THE SITE IS A TWELVE MINUTE LONG VIDEO OF THE CARAPACE. HE IS WITHOUT HIS SHIRT, IN BLACK CORDUROY PANTS AND WHITE SUSPENDERS. HIS SHOES ARE DISCARDED TO THE SIDE. NEARBY TO HIM IS A DRY ERASE BOARD. WRITTEN UPON IT IS. 'FER THE RANKMAID AN' ANYONE ELSE WHOSE GONNA WATCH THIS SHIT'. THE VIDEO THEN PROCEEDS TO DOCUMENT HEARTS BOXCAR'S PERFERMING PUSHUPS. HE IS LOOKING DIRECTLY AT THE CAMERA, A HUNGRY LOOK IN HIS EYE. BELOW, UNDER HIS CHEST, IS A PILLOW. A STICKY NOTE WITH THE WORD 'YOU' IS PINNED INTO IT. EACH TIME HE DESCENDS, HIS PECTORALS BLESS THE PILLOW WITH NOT ONLY HIS WEIGHT BUT HIS SWEAT. EVERY TIME HIS CHEST TOUCHES THE PILLOW, IT COUNTS UP ON A NEARBY SCREEN. MUST BE A MECHANISM OF SORTS. THIS PROCEEDS TO CONTINUE FER A SURPRISING AMOUNT OF TIME. THE CARAPACE ONLY STARTS TO SLOW DOWN AROUND THE 150 MARK. HIS ARMS TREMBLE, HIS FINGERS CURL AGAINST THE TILE FLOOR. SWEAT DRIPS FROM HIM AS HIS FACE GROWS MORE TWISTED WITH DISCONTENTMENT AND TORTURE. AT 175, HIS HEAVY BREATHING TURNS INTO A GRUNT, AS IT TAKES SIGNIFICANT EFFERT TO PICK HIMSELF BACK OFF OF THE GROUND. AT 200, THE GROANS TURN INTO WHIMPERS. MUTTERED SWEARS AND THE CONFIDENCE TURNED TO EMBARRASSMENT. 200 IS FAR MORE THAN MOST COULD LIKELY DO ON THIS WEBSITE, BUT THE VULNERABILITY OF IT ALL CRACKS THE SHELL OF HIS PERSONALITY. AT 210, HE IS BEGGING BETWEEN REPS. EACH PUSHUP TAKES NEARLY TWELVE SECONDS TO COMPLETE. IT IS AGONY. HIS MOANS ARE LOUDER, HIS TEETH ARE GRITTING WITH HOT BREATHS. HE IS FOGGING THE TILE UP WITH HIS PRESENCE. AT 216, HE FAILS. COLLAPSING AND ENDING THE VIDEO WITH A KNOCKED OVER CAMERA.] @ARCHIVEADDICT #NSFW #ASMR




