PLEROMA: Hiya! I’m a dog! Don’t question it! Follow my lead!
YULLY: That’s novel, I guess. Not sure what you are, but...can you please let me through?
PLEROMA: Yeah great! Join us! At this time, BZZT * * is looking for a different kind of seed in the real world, so that each one is presented in public seed to me, it is the Father, In (7) is {{{{{{{}}}} tight conquered and attentive to bring the poor boy and tore my dress and give it to him ~! !! He started to cry the public for your cruel helpless smile, cry like a child!
PLEROMA: Ahaha, brilliant! You’re paying attention to my logic and rationale! At this very moment *BZZT* in an alternate reality I’m pumping you full of my seed! Utterly disgraceful view for the audience, DADDY-O~ MMMMMMM, you’re so tight, sliiiiick and {{{PULSATING}}} in SHAMEFUL ~TERROR~! Your wrist gushes blood in agony as I’m tearing your pathetic little cloaca apart with my throbbing cock!!! The audience laughs a little too hard at your dismay and you start crying like a blubbering child!
ROBOTIC CHORTLES DIFFUSE IN THE CACOPHONY OF PAINED CRIES AND SLAPPING MEAT
YULLY: You sound silly yet excited. I really need to get out of here and patch up this random wound.
PLEROMA: Oh my God! The only energy I can save is sending RAAAAAAAAAAAAAA INTOXICATING to my animal brain!
PLEROMA: Oh NOOooOOOOooo! The mere act of you resisting send my animal brain into INTOXICATING RaaAAAAAAAAAAAGEE!!!
AUDIENCE OF MACHINES LAUGHS EXPLOSIVELY AT THE CREATURE BITING INTO HIS SIDE AS THE ROOM FILLS WITH THE ODOR OF PRECUM, SWEAT AND BLOOD. THE SIGHT OF FRESH BLOOD IS AN EXOTIC EXPERIENCE THAT CONFUSES THE AUDIENCE, YET THEY REMAINED ENTERTAINED.
PLEROMA: Wow, how beautiful and invasive! The new mask smells and smells bad. An hour after jumping into the bathroom, it's no surprise that a small piece of raw flour hit the street, fast fucking! Make sure the fake boss controls the one-time life! It's a pity that Dark Dagler's mother shouldn't be a coyote ... work with you and HOO-H-HARD.
PLEROMA: WOOHAHAHA, what a beautifully disgusting taste! Your new stench masks that rotten smell of deodorant and perrrrrrrFUME!. Nothing unexpected from an immature little faggot trolling an alley for a quick fuck after jerking off in the bathroom for an hour! That sure showed your crummy-dummy boss who was in CONTROL OF THEIR LIFE FOR ONCE! Too bad you weren’t expecting mother-fucking DIRK DIGGLER to pop out and gape your sorry little ass on the COOOOooOOLD h-h-h-hard...PAVEMENT!!!
THE AUDIENCE OF AUTOMATONS WHO LACK SELF-WILL BOO IN DISAPPOINTED BOREDOM AS THE SPIRITUAL ABOMINATION TALKING COYOTE BLOWS HIS MUSKY LOAD OVER ALL THE IMBECILIC AND WEAK, BISEXUAL, MALE, ANATOMICALLY CORRECT, AVIAN. SOUNDS OF CONFUSION AMID THE ROBOT AS THEY TRY TO WRAP THEIR HEADS AROUND WHY THAT PREVIOUS DESCRIPTION IS SO PRECISE.
YULLY: How awkward! I must get going...wait, is that a bandage!!!
PLEROMA: Damn, it's a faded band of service. I feel a subtle sluUUUUUUUper.
PLEROMA: Fuck no, this is a -CURSED RIBBON OF BONDAGE-, you smelly little nurp-sluUUUUUUUrper.
YULLY: Can I borrow it?
PLEROMA: He told me I was an borrowing, not divide it. Pain (as expected). We ate corpses into another world. A couple - BZZT - will open. Do you [curse] / else / If now the middle class people mistake again?
PLEROMA: You said 'borrow', not 'take'. Smart, as (EXPECTED). I’ve already eaten your body in the other world. Bond with my power and -BZZT- and the path to claiming yours will open. You belong to me until the [curse] is /SEVERED/. Was there ever an alternate reality?
YULLY: Speaking more nonsense, but I guess you want to tag along. As long as you don’t interfere much then sure. Let’s get going!
YULLY: Huh, guess he just wants to hang around the shadows. Oh well, I have more pressing matters to take care of...much, much more pressing things...
