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Shit.
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#52
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*gives Hetjan a big hug and hands her a copy of esquire and box of tampons*
it a brave new world. go gettem girl (^。~)
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<Millenial Snowfkake Utopia>
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#53
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SAVAGE *insert soft clapping and accepting nod here*
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#54
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The world is a blur of many shades of blue. As Hetdriel's eyes and mind come to focus, the world becomes blockier than ever before. Nothing is recognizable. Words fly around, but have no meaning. The lines of gender are gone. Right and wrong, evil and good are blurred into one inescapable mass. Hetdriel becomes dizzy with angst. Hetdriel is in utter despair. But wait! In the distance Hetdriel spots something familiar. Are those...wait, are they faces? Hetriel moves in closer, and closer, and closer. Hetriel squints her eyes, AND NOOOO! They are not friends! They are a tiny mockery of Hetriel's elfdom. They are only here to cause pain and evil. Hetriel tries to run, tries to hide, but Hetriel no longer knows what running is! No longer knows what hiding is! Hetriel is in a Nightmare of tiny mocking faces, swirling around! The dizziness over comes. The blackness fades in again. Hetriel awakes. Oh no! That blue tint is back! But, this time it feels different. Hetriel feels like an old friend has arrived. And out of the blue a familiar voice says, "Decency shall not come to you today!" The world turns black. Hetriel quakes, it's ungendered form without the hormones to fight back. Hetriel is in despair, without hope. Time unknown passes. Then, with time itself lost, a light shines out of the darkness. Slowly, words appear before Hetriel, sort of like how Starwars starts. "The Old world is dying." "The days of caring about others who boast their ego" "and flaunt self-importance" "OR some social acceptance of RESPEK ME ELDERS U WOT M8." "Reasons??" Gwan vanish, innit fam?" "Safe." And with those last words, Hetriel ceases to exist. The darkness is consumed by the light. Hetriel transforms...NO Is born ANEW as Hetjan The Strong, pulsing with manjuice! The tiny faces become weapons for Hetjan. He finds Anus and gives him one of these [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] and then one of these [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] And it's all over. Anus is defeated. Anus shall never hurt any of us again. We are safe from Anus. Decency Shall Never be Optional again. Thank you, Hetjan. | |||
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I'm confused. Quote:
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#60
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I posted boobs with funny words on them. What she does with her hands is up to her.
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