now it's 11:46 am

what does it mean?

Nope. Stop. Shut.Up.

As you wish.

Obviously I won't be the one affected.

I just visited #Anarchy and saw a bunch of Korra stuff.

Like a muthaphuckin God

I'll just describe you as 'bearded'.

I'll talk about the rest of you more, later. You're all there in the cavern, even if I don't explicitly say so.

I wasn't in it 0/20

who are you?

Ah yeah, I know of the show. I should sample it some time.

Boondocks is best docks.

What are you referencing?

I like ya, and I want ya.

Spoiler

YouTube

First skerk thing I've laughed at apart from this:

Silly OP, cars don't have hands.

I get it -_-

did you dieded

it buzzed like a buzzer and woke me up it was weird

..... What?



Clones...of Tru.... Okay..

Yes! Just like that!

The Flood film, now a full-length novel!


The Loot, Part 1

They sat about in a small, worked cavern; its smooth walls holding the light from a dozen lamps. Scattered on the floor between them were seven or eight Loli's, each resembling True Turquoise, who numbered among the sprawling bound. The Floodians, for the most part, were discussing how best to divide these sex toys now that they had carried them out of the Offtopiclands.
True Turquoise's cloning had been a strange adjunct to the busting up and destruction of many Floodian facilities during the blinding blitzkrieg of b.next.next. Some strange, sticky white substance had spilled from a beaker as bungie staff raided Flood Alpha Lab, and had come into contact with True Turquoise's face. After that the clones had emerged.
I could go into more detail about the strange days of the Exodus- set the stage, so to speak- for the story that follows; Vien recommends it. A week ago when I first proposed to set forth this chronicle I was sitting in the study as I do now, a roaring fire in the hearth and Vien stood facing it, his beady xeno eyes flickering unnaturally as he sipped an iced wine and toyed with the sash of his dressing gown. "Tell it from the start," he said.
"I want them to know where that white stuff came from."
But I don't think that I will. At least, not now; in time we will have no choice but to delve into the madness of those days, but for now it will do to leave them unexplored and return to our opening scene.
"I want two of them," hissed a voice from the shadows hung about the rough ceiling. Eight hairy legs stretched and a large dark body lowered itself further into the light. A chorus of objections rung out.
"Greedy!"
"Faggot!"
"Gay!"
"Faggot!"
"Nigger!"
And lastly, in a bedraggled whine: "But m'lady Kiyo, what of me?" The great, smelly spider spun about slowly to face a grimy lad in a threadbare fox onesie. "My little foxy," she hissed, "You already belong to me."
On the opposite side of the circle to the boy sat two more Loli's, one holding a goose; they were Ossku and Yutaka. The goose was Waifu Master.
"We are sick of waiting!" They chirruped together. "Let's just gang fuck them now, there'll be enough to go around!" The goose honked and struggled. "No! All Loli is mine! All Loli is mine!"
At this point a suave voice sounded from the edge of the chamber for the first time, and four sure feet padded forward, revealing the rich red coat of a bonafide fox.
"Are we really going to treat our companion like cattle?"
The great spider bristled and spat, "I'll take two and I'll take your bright-eyes and bushy-tail as well!"
The fox settled itself within the light of the lamps and laconically met the gaze of the arachnid in silence. Those gathered fell silent. The spiders abdomen began to twitch and its breath whistled wet and quick.
"YOU'RE NOT A REAL FOX!!!!" Kiyo exploded.
A deformed, furry shape dressed in rags stumbled forward and cast a stone at the spider who barely scrambled aside as the missile flew by. "That will be enough, Nuka," drawled Elegiac, the fox. "I want everyone present clear-headed for my proposal." The fox let his gaze slowly travel around to meet that of each floodian present. The spider spat and wriggled. The goose struggled. The trussed up Loli's moaned suggestively and the boy in the fox onesie wept silently.
"Cheat?"
A man dressed as a blonde woman leaned forward and produced a silver ring with an empty inset where once, presumably, some type of precious stone had been placed. "Thank you, Cheat," said Elegiac.
"I want to talk about the Stone of Marty."

To be continued.

hello floodies

Did I stutter?

I might have a nap