Darog the Badger God said
If I would ever meet the majority of you in real life, I don't know what I would do.Either flay the skin off your backs, or stab you in the throat with a rusty nail.
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You sleep. Down in the depths of peace and serenity, drinking in the harmony of blissful ignorance. The horrors in the dark and beyond lurk in the shadows. Your life, as you know it, ends now. As if in a dream, you twist and turn in your bed, hearing foot steps coming closer, closer, closer. You feel as if something is hovering right over you as you lay helpless in a restless combination of sleep and being awake.
You feel as if your heart is torn out of your chest as you are snatched from the world of the living with the agony of a billion screams.The next sight you see is a grotesque, seemingly impossibly made creature, which is a horrifying mixture of teeth, many heads, bat like wings and eyes with horns on it's head.
"Why am I dead? WHY? WHY? WHY?"
You feel your very soul chill and rend it'self in excruciating misery as you realize, it is you. . . and you are it! Flashes, smells, sounds and images, and the physical touches of pain, ecstacy and madness overwhelm every fiber of your psyche as you feel your mouth erupt a primal scream, mixed with a roar, or terror and insane suffering as infinite thoughts are forced through your mind in an infinitesimal span of time, if you could call it time at all.
Suddenly you feel the shock of life flow back into your body again. You begin to breathe, you feel as if you are, alive. No longer suffering in whatever place you somehow escaped. You feel yourself muttering in giddy horror in unintelligible ramblings of blood, gore, murder, and unspeakable evils. Then, somehow, you are snapped back into place. Your sanity returns, and you find yourself relieved. Relieved of what? Who knows. You've forgotten. Now however you have new problems, you are in an Asylum.
A little more than two weeks pass as you are examined by the staff and wardens of the Asylum. You seem surprisingly well. Dramatically well. Certainly compared with your earlier condition. You are all gathered with each other in a room to be examined by a psychologist, an important occult researcher and others. As you enter the room where the people wait for you, a mixture of peace and a chill running down your spines travels from the top of your head down to the base of your spine, at the tail bone. You are unsure what to think for just a moment, until all of your confused faces are ushered to the chairs for you to sit down and begin questioning.
You feel as if your heart is torn out of your chest as you are snatched from the world of the living with the agony of a billion screams.The next sight you see is a grotesque, seemingly impossibly made creature, which is a horrifying mixture of teeth, many heads, bat like wings and eyes with horns on it's head.
"Why am I dead? WHY? WHY? WHY?"
You feel your very soul chill and rend it'self in excruciating misery as you realize, it is you. . . and you are it! Flashes, smells, sounds and images, and the physical touches of pain, ecstacy and madness overwhelm every fiber of your psyche as you feel your mouth erupt a primal scream, mixed with a roar, or terror and insane suffering as infinite thoughts are forced through your mind in an infinitesimal span of time, if you could call it time at all.
Suddenly you feel the shock of life flow back into your body again. You begin to breathe, you feel as if you are, alive. No longer suffering in whatever place you somehow escaped. You feel yourself muttering in giddy horror in unintelligible ramblings of blood, gore, murder, and unspeakable evils. Then, somehow, you are snapped back into place. Your sanity returns, and you find yourself relieved. Relieved of what? Who knows. You've forgotten. Now however you have new problems, you are in an Asylum.
A little more than two weeks pass as you are examined by the staff and wardens of the Asylum. You seem surprisingly well. Dramatically well. Certainly compared with your earlier condition. You are all gathered with each other in a room to be examined by a psychologist, an important occult researcher and others. As you enter the room where the people wait for you, a mixture of peace and a chill running down your spines travels from the top of your head down to the base of your spine, at the tail bone. You are unsure what to think for just a moment, until all of your confused faces are ushered to the chairs for you to sit down and begin questioning.
Dervish said
Wasn't the big one horse cocks for a while?
Dervish said
Wasn't the big one horse cocks for a while?
Natsume must be so disappointed it wasn't pony cocks. :(
Nactraiser
God with the head of a pony.
God with the head of a pony.
Dervish said
I sincerely hope you're not implying I'm homophobic.
No. I'm implying that anything involving incest is filthy and unacceptable. Including with the Lesbian involvement with it.
idlehands said
I attribute much of Spam's recent success to you, dear boy.It isn't allowed, that's the problem. People doing it and the site losing ad revenue.
Hm... so it's not even allowed in private?
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