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I UNPIN MYSELF FROM THE SMOLDERING GAZE OF MY CAT TO POST A BATCH
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Character: Meguro Gau
Series: Nabari no Ou
Character Age: 16
Canon: Noodles, eye injuries and co-dependency galore! No, it’s not Clamp! Nabari no Ou is the story of Miharu, the boy who would be king, and the ninjas that love him. What’s the big fuss over just another pretty boy with issues you may ask? Well, this particular one just so happens to have the POWER TO CHANGE THE WORLD. And power is the flavor of milkshake that brings all the ninjas, samurai and immortals to the yard. Unfortunately for them, the only thing Miharu is interested in is his adorable, doomed romance with the guy who planted bombs inside his friends. It’s like Romeo and Juliet, but with ninja cancer.
Enter Meguro Gau, the civilian that followed the samurai that joined the leader that stalked the boy who would be king. Gau became involved with the world of Nabari when his life was saved by Raikou. From that moment on Gau became obsessed hopelessly devoted to the samurai and followed him into Nabari, where he served as a secretary of sorts, gathering info and cleaning up Raikou’s “acts of justice.” Having lost his mother in recent years, Gau desperately wants to help change the world and make it a better, safer place. He may be a serious kid, but he can go from calm and collected to loud and preachy to total spaz in a snap. Really though, he is a good person with a strong heart...he’s just got a problem with shoving all his opinions and good intentions down your throat.
Sample Post:
Hmm…this isn’t good. All the information I was able to gather on this place indicated it was supposed to be a swamp. However, I am most definitely standing in the middle of a farm. Herds of cattle, run down barns, and corn as far as the eye can see; definitely a farm. But…the sound of clanging metal? Maybe if I find the source of the sound I can find someone to a-AHHHH! S-sorry! Ugh, first the squirrels and the toucans, now even the cows too? This may be a farm, but it’s a seriously depraved one if that’s the only thing that goes on here!
The sign said this was the place, but how can a whole camp just up and move from one location to another like that? Ah, there’s someone! Excuse me, sir! Could I ask you a couple questions? If I could please have your cooperation, this will only take a minute! He’s not even running, he’s just shuffling away slowly and yet not matter how fast I seem to run, he keeps getting ahead of me! And, on top of that, I can’t seem to stop tripping.
Oh, thanks for the help up! A gorilla suit? This place really is odd. Maybe you could help me? You see, I’m looking for someone and I was hoping I was in the right place. We were both sent here to investigate some of the strange happenings, but we got separated. If you could please let me know if you’ve seen him… What does he look like? Of course. He’s got pink hair, so he’s rather hard to miss and-… What is he wearing? Ah, his fashion sense has been rather questionable lately so-WHAT?! He will most certainly NOT take it off! SPEAK ABOUT HIM WITH MORE RESPECT! I will not allow a pervert to dirty Raikou-sama’s name!
You say you want to help, but you’ve done nothing except make perverted comments. Well? Do you have something to say for yourself? Then say it! If you want to do something to help, then please support me as I support Raikou-sama so that we may all make big steps towards a more just world. I’m glad to hear you’re sorry, that’s the first step! And you would like to go to the hotel to continue this conversation? A second step in the right direction. You’re moving really fast, gorilla-san! Hmm? It’s a good thing! There’s no such thing as moving too fast when-
AHHHHH!!! WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU’RE TOUCHING?!
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Character: Gara
Series: di[e]ce
Age: 18-ish
Canon: Imagine a chess game in the style of Battle Royale: where the role of each piece is represented by a living person and the way to win is not just to put your opponent’s king into check, but to outright kill him. Whatever collateral damage that occurs along the way is of no consequence to the forces that govern the game of "di[e]ce," and if the players themselves object, well--there’s no way out of di[e]ce except death or endgame, as the newest Kings, Naruse Kazuki and Koutake Haruki, find out on their sixteenth birthday, when the game begins.
Gara, the Bishop who serves Haruki, is a rough-spoken guy who isn't afraid to get his hands bloody if the need arises. As a skilled fighter who loves a good challenge, Gara is absolutely dedicated to his one goal--to see Haruki win di[e]ce no matter who gets in their way. Though not the smartest in a book sense, he has some of the best hand-to-hand combat skills amongst the main players, and he takes a pride in them that leaves him prickly and easily riled against anyone who questions his talents. Only to his King does Gara show any sort of tenderness, fussing about and over him like a mother hen and pushing him to take care of himself, supporting him as a friend and confidant as well as a bodyguard to the bloody end.
Sample Post
Tch! What the fuck is this, you call this slop food?! I've seen better-looking stuff rotting in dumpsters! With all this preservative and processed crap, how's anyone supposed to get anything out of it? I wouldn't feed this to animals, let alone people, and sure as hell not to a growing King who still needs his veggies. No wonder you bastards look like death warmed over; there's probably not a single one of you who could actually take a decent punch, let alone make one. Listen, maybe you don't care about what you stuff your gullets with, but I have standards, and I'm gonna make sure I get what I want if it kills you.
I can see I've got a lot to check before I can give this place my OK, too. Not only is the food shit, those buildings look like they were made from cheap cardboard, and the whole place fucking stinks. And we're not gonna talk about the bathrooms, other than they were pretty fucking grotesque, and I ain't touching them. You bastards have been slacking, so it's time to end games and get to actual work.
First things first, we're gonna clear all the crap out, starting with you. Yeah, you, over there, giving me the side-eye. C'mere, you got a problem? Think you're so goddamn great, like you being in a place that calls itself "Fuck You Die" and working for some hotshot lady in a tower makes you better? 'Cause I gotta tell you, there's only one title that matters in the world, and it ain't "Director." There isn't one of you who could take me and win, trash like you couldn't even leave a scar. Give it a shot, I dare you.
Ahhh, what's that? Now you're chickening out? Or what, you think you'll be too much for me? That's a fucking laugh--I'll cut you all the ribbons before you can even blink, you pissfaced pieces of shit! Come on--haha, that's more like it, that's right! If you're gonna fight, put your all into it and don't hold back, 'cause if you don't play to win, the other guy's gonna crush you. Too bad for you, though, I don't intend to let trash like you waste my precious time any longer.
Let that be a lesson to all of you, you don't try to bash the Bishop.
Poll Vote!
Character: Nathan Young
Series: Misfits
Character Age: 21
NOTE: Because Nathan will be taken from the final episode of series 2 before the Christmas special. This app will contain SPOILERS
Canon: Misfits has a concept we've all heard of before. Take a few young people bound together by a random circumstance (young offenders forced to do community service), add a supernatural catalyst (freak storm) and bam! Super powers! But where most superhero stories have some sort of world-saving storyline at their core, the characters of Misfits don't really give a fuck. In fact, they'd probably rather be having sex, partying, and committing mindless acts of vandalism than helping the poor and downtrodden. Hey, for the most part, they are the poor and downtrodden.
Nathan Young is no exception. While he's got the prerequisite sad past, Nathan is probably the biggest prick anyone is likely to meet in their lifetime, and his ability to talk his way out of trouble is rivalled only by his ability to talk himself into it in the first place. Obnoxious, impulsive, disgusting, and with basically no brain-to-mouth filter, Nathan is super abrasive and always at the ready with some degrading, smart-ass comment or another. This is mainly due to the fact that because negative remarks so easily slide off of him, he never really considers how hurtful his words and insults can be to others. Although he does care deeply for the people he becomes close with, Nathan mainly comes across as just being concerned about getting drunk, getting laid, and getting attention.
And as for his power? He's immortal. Which ends up coming in handy a lot because people just love to kill the bastard.
Sample Post:
So you lot know how the story goes. Fine young gentleman-that'd be me-picked up for charges possibly related to eating a bit of pick'n'mix-only marginally worth it, by the by-and carted off as a young offender. Community service, picking up trash, painting benches, giving the old and decrepit a right good time, possible murder, you know how it goes. So you finish, you think you're good despite the unemployment and crushing sense of nothingness at the end of the rainbow, and then, all of a sudden, quicker than you can say ASBO, you're in Corn Town, U.S.A., surrounded by a dozen mouth-breathers. Land of the free, home of the people that can kiss that prime spot of real estate located between my ballsack and my anus.
Look, before you think I'm some sort of Americaphobe, let me just say that I have no doubts that this saucy little Sayre minx is anything but completely stunning in that really American way. And hey, I've even had a wank or two to that doctored photo of Sarah Palin in the stars 'n' stripes bikini, so that's two points in your favour! But I've seen the wholesale cultural slaughter you people do to the English language-I mean, how many "u"s have to die before someone calls attention to it? Completely unacceptable. You can't even swear properly without "u"s. You see, it's like that poem about those Nazi fellows. First they came for the "u"s and I didn't speak up, then they came for the other vowels and I didn't speak up...
And then they came for me, but no one was left to speak against that because without vowels, we'd all just be making clicking sounds. Madness, my friends. Sheer madness.
Not that you lot seem to need my help with the whole madness things, all things considering. I think you're already doing a right fine job of it. The shuffling and the moaning is pretty spot-on, I have to say, but I think the general level of personal hygiene could be higher. I mean, yeah, you've got those homeless crazies all the time back home who look like dirty Santas, but most of the psychos I know are those weird ones who've got that OCD thing. Neat and tidy, they are. No offense to the lovely lady front and center of the... now rapidly approaching mob, but you sort of look like that local crack addict we had on the estate. Particularly like she did after she gave me knob a polishing and then threw up all over my genitals. And let's just say that I will not be doing that a third time.
-Oh, come on! Are the classic comedic stylings of Nathan Young not enough stop you lot in your awkwardly formed tracks? Well, my captive audience, have I got exciting news for you!
Camp Fuck You Die? I am immortal, and I'll be doing all the fucking I want!
Poll Vote!
Character: Yelling Bird
Series: Questionable Content / Indietits
Character Age: Abstract. He’s a bird for crying out loud.
Canon: Questionable Content is a ‘slice-of-life’ webcomic involving various characters from various aspects of indie (and non-indie) culture. Typically following the interplay of relationships within, it also involves sentient computers and other silly things. Indietits is a related side project of copy paste birds with silly species names.
Yelling Bird is, well… He’s an obnoxious Dickcissel (a species of bird) with a penchant for vocalizing various obscenities in a very loud fashion. Snarky, cynical, rude, vulgar and insolent are just a few of the very many words that can be used to describe him. Shameless is also in there, given he is readily able to insult his own masculinity and yours in the same breath. He has very few redeeming traits, like… like… ok, so he has absolutely none.
Originally started in the side project of the main series, Yelling Bird became the standard filler for QC whenever Jeph Jacques couldn’t/wouldn’t make a proper comic. As such, Yelling Bird perches metaphorically on the fourth wall, berating both sides with equal enmity.
Sample Post:
HEY YOU
YEAH YOU, YOU ASSWIPING PIECE OF SHIT STAINED MONKEY CORPSE
WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THIS B MOVIE SHIT
SOME UPTIGHT FUCKWIT FORGOT ZOMBIES ARE FUCKING BOREDOM MAGNETS
SERIOUSLY WHO THE FUCK MADE ZOMBIES FOR SOME DEAD END CRAPLOAD CORN FARM IN THE MIDDLE OF WHOTHEFUCKKNOWSWHERE IN THE STATE OF NOBODYGIVESAFUCKINGSHIT
FUCKING UNIMAGINATIVE IS WHAT THAT PISS IS
SOME CREATIVITY PLEASE DON’T MAKE ME DRAW A FUCKING PICTURE
HOLY FUCKING SHIT I TAKE THAT BACK MAN THAT FUCKING SQUIRREL DAMN SICK MIND THAT IS
I LIKE IT
IT TAKES MOTHERFUCKING BALLS TO MAKE THAT KIND OF PERVERTED SHIT
SEE THAT JEPH PERVERTED SHIT WITH ACTUAL ARTISTIC EFFORT YOU DAMNED PUSSY
THEN AGAIN I GUESS NOW SOME OTHER FUCKER HAS THEIR HAND UP MY PROVERBIAL PUPPET ASSHOLE FUCKING SICK BASTARD
I MEAN WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU PICK MY FELT LIMBHUGGER OUT OF THE MYRIAD FUCKERS OUT THERE
BESIDES HOW FUCKING AWESOME I AM I MAY FORGIVE YOU FOR THAT
THIS ISN'T ONE TO SHOW THE LITTLE FUCKS THOUGH I’M STATING THAT RIGHT NOW
GO FIND YOUR OWN FUCKING FAMILY PICNIC IT AIN'T HERE DICKHEAD
ACTUALLY THAT GIVES ME AN IDEA
…
FUCKING DICKS WHY THE FUCK CAN’T I UPDATE MY TWITTER
DAMN NOW HOW AM I GOING TO TELL THE WORLD IN 140 CHARACTERS OR LESS THAT I'M GOING TO BE FUCKING THEIR ENTIRE FAMILY NEXT SUNDAY PICNIC
FUCK I WAS GONNA LOOK FORWARD TO THAT
WHO THE FUCK IS IN CHARGE HERE ANYWAY
THEY SOUND LIKE THEIR PRIME READY FOR A SKULLFUCKING
BARRING UPSTANDING CIVILIANS FROM SUCH SIMPLE RIGHTS AS SLABBING INNUENDO ON THE ENTIRE ONLINE WORLD
I BLAME THAT PRESIDENT BIRD DIPSHIT
AND HEY WOAH
OH BABY LOOT CHECK THAT TOUCAN GO
GUESS WHO'S GONNA GET SOME SWEET EXOTIC ASS RIGHT NOW FUCKERS
WAIT THERE’S A WHAT RULE
FUCK THAT
LITERALLY
Poll Vote!
Remember!
- Applicants, respond anonymously.
- If you're going to do the whole "ask me why I voted you out!" thing, please state who you voted out.
- No speculating about the identity of the applicants!
Now VOTE. CLOSE-ED
Character: Meguro Gau
Series: Nabari no Ou
Character Age: 16
Canon: Noodles, eye injuries and co-dependency galore! No, it’s not Clamp! Nabari no Ou is the story of Miharu, the boy who would be king, and the ninjas that love him. What’s the big fuss over just another pretty boy with issues you may ask? Well, this particular one just so happens to have the POWER TO CHANGE THE WORLD. And power is the flavor of milkshake that brings all the ninjas, samurai and immortals to the yard. Unfortunately for them, the only thing Miharu is interested in is his adorable, doomed romance with the guy who planted bombs inside his friends. It’s like Romeo and Juliet, but with ninja cancer.
Enter Meguro Gau, the civilian that followed the samurai that joined the leader that stalked the boy who would be king. Gau became involved with the world of Nabari when his life was saved by Raikou. From that moment on Gau became obsessed hopelessly devoted to the samurai and followed him into Nabari, where he served as a secretary of sorts, gathering info and cleaning up Raikou’s “acts of justice.” Having lost his mother in recent years, Gau desperately wants to help change the world and make it a better, safer place. He may be a serious kid, but he can go from calm and collected to loud and preachy to total spaz in a snap. Really though, he is a good person with a strong heart...he’s just got a problem with shoving all his opinions and good intentions down your throat.
Sample Post:
Hmm…this isn’t good. All the information I was able to gather on this place indicated it was supposed to be a swamp. However, I am most definitely standing in the middle of a farm. Herds of cattle, run down barns, and corn as far as the eye can see; definitely a farm. But…the sound of clanging metal? Maybe if I find the source of the sound I can find someone to a-AHHHH! S-sorry! Ugh, first the squirrels and the toucans, now even the cows too? This may be a farm, but it’s a seriously depraved one if that’s the only thing that goes on here!
The sign said this was the place, but how can a whole camp just up and move from one location to another like that? Ah, there’s someone! Excuse me, sir! Could I ask you a couple questions? If I could please have your cooperation, this will only take a minute! He’s not even running, he’s just shuffling away slowly and yet not matter how fast I seem to run, he keeps getting ahead of me! And, on top of that, I can’t seem to stop tripping.
Oh, thanks for the help up! A gorilla suit? This place really is odd. Maybe you could help me? You see, I’m looking for someone and I was hoping I was in the right place. We were both sent here to investigate some of the strange happenings, but we got separated. If you could please let me know if you’ve seen him… What does he look like? Of course. He’s got pink hair, so he’s rather hard to miss and-… What is he wearing? Ah, his fashion sense has been rather questionable lately so-WHAT?! He will most certainly NOT take it off! SPEAK ABOUT HIM WITH MORE RESPECT! I will not allow a pervert to dirty Raikou-sama’s name!
You say you want to help, but you’ve done nothing except make perverted comments. Well? Do you have something to say for yourself? Then say it! If you want to do something to help, then please support me as I support Raikou-sama so that we may all make big steps towards a more just world. I’m glad to hear you’re sorry, that’s the first step! And you would like to go to the hotel to continue this conversation? A second step in the right direction. You’re moving really fast, gorilla-san! Hmm? It’s a good thing! There’s no such thing as moving too fast when-
AHHHHH!!! WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU’RE TOUCHING?!
Poll Vote!
Character: Gara
Series: di[e]ce
Age: 18-ish
Canon: Imagine a chess game in the style of Battle Royale: where the role of each piece is represented by a living person and the way to win is not just to put your opponent’s king into check, but to outright kill him. Whatever collateral damage that occurs along the way is of no consequence to the forces that govern the game of "di[e]ce," and if the players themselves object, well--there’s no way out of di[e]ce except death or endgame, as the newest Kings, Naruse Kazuki and Koutake Haruki, find out on their sixteenth birthday, when the game begins.
Gara, the Bishop who serves Haruki, is a rough-spoken guy who isn't afraid to get his hands bloody if the need arises. As a skilled fighter who loves a good challenge, Gara is absolutely dedicated to his one goal--to see Haruki win di[e]ce no matter who gets in their way. Though not the smartest in a book sense, he has some of the best hand-to-hand combat skills amongst the main players, and he takes a pride in them that leaves him prickly and easily riled against anyone who questions his talents. Only to his King does Gara show any sort of tenderness, fussing about and over him like a mother hen and pushing him to take care of himself, supporting him as a friend and confidant as well as a bodyguard to the bloody end.
Sample Post
Tch! What the fuck is this, you call this slop food?! I've seen better-looking stuff rotting in dumpsters! With all this preservative and processed crap, how's anyone supposed to get anything out of it? I wouldn't feed this to animals, let alone people, and sure as hell not to a growing King who still needs his veggies. No wonder you bastards look like death warmed over; there's probably not a single one of you who could actually take a decent punch, let alone make one. Listen, maybe you don't care about what you stuff your gullets with, but I have standards, and I'm gonna make sure I get what I want if it kills you.
I can see I've got a lot to check before I can give this place my OK, too. Not only is the food shit, those buildings look like they were made from cheap cardboard, and the whole place fucking stinks. And we're not gonna talk about the bathrooms, other than they were pretty fucking grotesque, and I ain't touching them. You bastards have been slacking, so it's time to end games and get to actual work.
First things first, we're gonna clear all the crap out, starting with you. Yeah, you, over there, giving me the side-eye. C'mere, you got a problem? Think you're so goddamn great, like you being in a place that calls itself "Fuck You Die" and working for some hotshot lady in a tower makes you better? 'Cause I gotta tell you, there's only one title that matters in the world, and it ain't "Director." There isn't one of you who could take me and win, trash like you couldn't even leave a scar. Give it a shot, I dare you.
Ahhh, what's that? Now you're chickening out? Or what, you think you'll be too much for me? That's a fucking laugh--I'll cut you all the ribbons before you can even blink, you pissfaced pieces of shit! Come on--haha, that's more like it, that's right! If you're gonna fight, put your all into it and don't hold back, 'cause if you don't play to win, the other guy's gonna crush you. Too bad for you, though, I don't intend to let trash like you waste my precious time any longer.
Let that be a lesson to all of you, you don't try to bash the Bishop.
Poll Vote!
Character: Nathan Young
Series: Misfits
Character Age: 21
NOTE: Because Nathan will be taken from the final episode of series 2 before the Christmas special. This app will contain SPOILERS
Canon: Misfits has a concept we've all heard of before. Take a few young people bound together by a random circumstance (young offenders forced to do community service), add a supernatural catalyst (freak storm) and bam! Super powers! But where most superhero stories have some sort of world-saving storyline at their core, the characters of Misfits don't really give a fuck. In fact, they'd probably rather be having sex, partying, and committing mindless acts of vandalism than helping the poor and downtrodden. Hey, for the most part, they are the poor and downtrodden.
Nathan Young is no exception. While he's got the prerequisite sad past, Nathan is probably the biggest prick anyone is likely to meet in their lifetime, and his ability to talk his way out of trouble is rivalled only by his ability to talk himself into it in the first place. Obnoxious, impulsive, disgusting, and with basically no brain-to-mouth filter, Nathan is super abrasive and always at the ready with some degrading, smart-ass comment or another. This is mainly due to the fact that because negative remarks so easily slide off of him, he never really considers how hurtful his words and insults can be to others. Although he does care deeply for the people he becomes close with, Nathan mainly comes across as just being concerned about getting drunk, getting laid, and getting attention.
And as for his power? He's immortal. Which ends up coming in handy a lot because people just love to kill the bastard.
Sample Post:
So you lot know how the story goes. Fine young gentleman-that'd be me-picked up for charges possibly related to eating a bit of pick'n'mix-only marginally worth it, by the by-and carted off as a young offender. Community service, picking up trash, painting benches, giving the old and decrepit a right good time, possible murder, you know how it goes. So you finish, you think you're good despite the unemployment and crushing sense of nothingness at the end of the rainbow, and then, all of a sudden, quicker than you can say ASBO, you're in Corn Town, U.S.A., surrounded by a dozen mouth-breathers. Land of the free, home of the people that can kiss that prime spot of real estate located between my ballsack and my anus.
Look, before you think I'm some sort of Americaphobe, let me just say that I have no doubts that this saucy little Sayre minx is anything but completely stunning in that really American way. And hey, I've even had a wank or two to that doctored photo of Sarah Palin in the stars 'n' stripes bikini, so that's two points in your favour! But I've seen the wholesale cultural slaughter you people do to the English language-I mean, how many "u"s have to die before someone calls attention to it? Completely unacceptable. You can't even swear properly without "u"s. You see, it's like that poem about those Nazi fellows. First they came for the "u"s and I didn't speak up, then they came for the other vowels and I didn't speak up...
And then they came for me, but no one was left to speak against that because without vowels, we'd all just be making clicking sounds. Madness, my friends. Sheer madness.
Not that you lot seem to need my help with the whole madness things, all things considering. I think you're already doing a right fine job of it. The shuffling and the moaning is pretty spot-on, I have to say, but I think the general level of personal hygiene could be higher. I mean, yeah, you've got those homeless crazies all the time back home who look like dirty Santas, but most of the psychos I know are those weird ones who've got that OCD thing. Neat and tidy, they are. No offense to the lovely lady front and center of the... now rapidly approaching mob, but you sort of look like that local crack addict we had on the estate. Particularly like she did after she gave me knob a polishing and then threw up all over my genitals. And let's just say that I will not be doing that a third time.
-Oh, come on! Are the classic comedic stylings of Nathan Young not enough stop you lot in your awkwardly formed tracks? Well, my captive audience, have I got exciting news for you!
Camp Fuck You Die? I am immortal, and I'll be doing all the fucking I want!
Poll Vote!
Character: Yelling Bird
Series: Questionable Content / Indietits
Character Age: Abstract. He’s a bird for crying out loud.
Canon: Questionable Content is a ‘slice-of-life’ webcomic involving various characters from various aspects of indie (and non-indie) culture. Typically following the interplay of relationships within, it also involves sentient computers and other silly things. Indietits is a related side project of copy paste birds with silly species names.
Yelling Bird is, well… He’s an obnoxious Dickcissel (a species of bird) with a penchant for vocalizing various obscenities in a very loud fashion. Snarky, cynical, rude, vulgar and insolent are just a few of the very many words that can be used to describe him. Shameless is also in there, given he is readily able to insult his own masculinity and yours in the same breath. He has very few redeeming traits, like… like… ok, so he has absolutely none.
Originally started in the side project of the main series, Yelling Bird became the standard filler for QC whenever Jeph Jacques couldn’t/wouldn’t make a proper comic. As such, Yelling Bird perches metaphorically on the fourth wall, berating both sides with equal enmity.
Sample Post:
HEY YOU
YEAH YOU, YOU ASSWIPING PIECE OF SHIT STAINED MONKEY CORPSE
WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THIS B MOVIE SHIT
SOME UPTIGHT FUCKWIT FORGOT ZOMBIES ARE FUCKING BOREDOM MAGNETS
SERIOUSLY WHO THE FUCK MADE ZOMBIES FOR SOME DEAD END CRAPLOAD CORN FARM IN THE MIDDLE OF WHOTHEFUCKKNOWSWHERE IN THE STATE OF NOBODYGIVESAFUCKINGSHIT
FUCKING UNIMAGINATIVE IS WHAT THAT PISS IS
SOME CREATIVITY PLEASE DON’T MAKE ME DRAW A FUCKING PICTURE
HOLY FUCKING SHIT I TAKE THAT BACK MAN THAT FUCKING SQUIRREL DAMN SICK MIND THAT IS
I LIKE IT
IT TAKES MOTHERFUCKING BALLS TO MAKE THAT KIND OF PERVERTED SHIT
SEE THAT JEPH PERVERTED SHIT WITH ACTUAL ARTISTIC EFFORT YOU DAMNED PUSSY
THEN AGAIN I GUESS NOW SOME OTHER FUCKER HAS THEIR HAND UP MY PROVERBIAL PUPPET ASSHOLE FUCKING SICK BASTARD
I MEAN WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU PICK MY FELT LIMBHUGGER OUT OF THE MYRIAD FUCKERS OUT THERE
BESIDES HOW FUCKING AWESOME I AM I MAY FORGIVE YOU FOR THAT
THIS ISN'T ONE TO SHOW THE LITTLE FUCKS THOUGH I’M STATING THAT RIGHT NOW
GO FIND YOUR OWN FUCKING FAMILY PICNIC IT AIN'T HERE DICKHEAD
ACTUALLY THAT GIVES ME AN IDEA
…
FUCKING DICKS WHY THE FUCK CAN’T I UPDATE MY TWITTER
DAMN NOW HOW AM I GOING TO TELL THE WORLD IN 140 CHARACTERS OR LESS THAT I'M GOING TO BE FUCKING THEIR ENTIRE FAMILY NEXT SUNDAY PICNIC
FUCK I WAS GONNA LOOK FORWARD TO THAT
WHO THE FUCK IS IN CHARGE HERE ANYWAY
THEY SOUND LIKE THEIR PRIME READY FOR A SKULLFUCKING
BARRING UPSTANDING CIVILIANS FROM SUCH SIMPLE RIGHTS AS SLABBING INNUENDO ON THE ENTIRE ONLINE WORLD
I BLAME THAT PRESIDENT BIRD DIPSHIT
AND HEY WOAH
OH BABY LOOT CHECK THAT TOUCAN GO
GUESS WHO'S GONNA GET SOME SWEET EXOTIC ASS RIGHT NOW FUCKERS
WAIT THERE’S A WHAT RULE
FUCK THAT
LITERALLY
Poll Vote!