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#11
01-25-2016, 05:20 PM
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OP glanced about the room and hung his head in shame. Nothing of his situation had changed and he remembered all too clearly where he was now. Nude, covered in feces, urine, and sharpie marker, OP was still tied to the metal bed frame, and IRYD was still sitting on his stool with the controls to the electrical current in hand. “Where is the Tranquil Staff” IRYD asked again “I told you I don….” OP was cut off as electricity jolted through his groin and up into his brain. He spasmed uncontrollably as the electricity coursed through him, soiling himself for at least the 5th time. He was at his breaking point, no man could endure this barrage of cruelty. “I don’t know how many times I have to tell you, it’s a monk only item. Why should an epic rogue who obvious…” The current picked up again. Darkness engulfed OPs mind. As IRYD paraded OP’s corpse through the basement of neck beards, all stood silent - fedoras held over their hearts, faces glistening with sweat. “Sacrifice him to the retarded god” Filbus said as he returned his fedora to his head. “Hit him with the electricity again” Kekephee squealed, the neck hole of his sweater obviously ruined due to obese neck syndrome. “Berate him with the same arguments over and over” Troxx crooned. “Call him a cuck again!” Monty screamed. Suddenly the door burst open. The nerds in the room all grimaced as Tekilya Wu’Tang strolled into the room, muscled rippling through his tank top “Ok f@ggots, enough of this sh!t” Tek said, “let the man die in peace” And with that, Tekilya took OP’s corpse and gave him a proper burial. At the funeral he met OP’s wife and banged her in the restroom. The End. | |||
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