Gotcha! I'll up my post count and try to think of something entertaining... hopefully also blasphemous, pornographic, scatological or violent, but that's already implied.
This is all I got for now. Feel free to top from the bottom people, feedback helps me hit the sweet spot.
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Originally Posted by Apathy's_Child
Apathy: Okay – we need to help hold the admin off. [looks around at them] Just pile on, and try to hold out until Jilly dies. Let’s hope Desp gets it done fast - Mir said we have to kill KammadinniBOOYAH before he gets the chance to open another portal.
Saya: How will we know when it’s done?
/snip
Saya: Apathy, for the love of fuckin’ god, FOCUS!
Apathy: Oh… right. [frowns for a second, then remembers where he was as Kam lets out a howl from the pain of Duckman straining back pulling his ballsack tight as Judge and Kontan strum guitar riffs on it, shrieking along dementedly to OPP, as he lurches around behind them. Apathy snaps back into tense, manly mode, his graceful physique shown to its best advantage as he straightens to his considerable full height, raising his weapon] So… yeah. Contain his ass. When the cool flash of light happens, we get with the hacking. Then we all go home and fuck each other. Deal? [the girls look at each other and shrug their compliance. The 3 of them dive into the jumble of limbs]
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A SCRUFFY, BONY AND ANDROGYNOUS FIGURE STRIDES IN OUT OF NOWHERE, APING APATHY'S MANLY STRUT.
ACHARIS: You heard the man! Contain his ass.
ALL: Who are you? Get the fuck out noob, we didn't order pizza.
ACHARIS STRAPS ON A LARGE SILICONE DILDO AND WITH AN UNHEALTHY AMOUNT OF ENJOYMENT DICKSLAPS THE MORE VOCAL CHARACTERS INTO SUBMISSION.
ACHARIS: I am Apathy's bitch, enforcing his orders and driving this mission while he attends to important matters! Now get to it wenches, or you're all being hogtied and thrown helpless into the Porn Thread - with Sir Corpsey. ...Gaaah - !
ACHARIS' APPENDAGE JERKS IN ALARM.
SINCE JUDGE AND HELPMAN ARE ABSENT FROM THE BOARDS AND DUCKY IS DISTRACTED BY TITTIES, THE ADMIN IS DRAGGING HIS SPRAINED BLUEWAFFLED BALLSACK TOWARDS THE SURVIVORS ONCE MORE.
THIS IS UP TO THE NEW BLOOD! (– EXCEPT FOR A FEW OF THE OLD GUARD WHO ARE KNOWN OR PARTICULARLY CARICATURIZABLE.)