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11/18/2015 10:23:10 PM
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Good. It seems you do take pleasure of this prod. It seems as tho the porn ain't to your fancy. So instead I will stroke the forge, with this glove.
*Shows a glove with razor barb wires, a electric cable wired through the glove, and glass shards*
That sure looks painful if you don't release it, so let me work my magic. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
*Grabs ahold of your "battle rifle"*
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*censored* *censored* *censored* *censored*
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*Continues to rub the rifle, activates the electricity to give it an extra "shock", and plays [url=https://youtu.be/j_L2v_DJSxg]music in the background[/url]* *Sings along with the lyrics as the music plays*
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*censored* YOU *censored* [spoiler]Sorry for being gone so long[/spoiler]
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Edited by SubjectBosco: 11/19/2015 12:28:06 AM*Once the song finished playing, the stroking stops* *Pours hydrogen peroxide on the rifle* Now next up, I shall feed you my mama's special cake! [spoiler]Its all good, we have all the time in the world.[/spoiler]
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Edited by KPG: 11/19/2015 12:31:41 AMNO. NO *censored* MORE. [spoiler]Mk[/spoiler]
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Are you now willing to tell us what you know?
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I know Sarges taco recipe. But they taste like shit. And they make your hair fall out.
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Not the answer I was looking for. *Pulls out a chocolate frosted cake* Here, have some cake. Made from Grif's vomit! *Forces the cake down your throat bit by bit*
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*vomits everywhere*
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Are you willing to tell me Sarge's plan now?
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What plan. He thinks with his ass. He has no plans.
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Then who is calling the shots!? What is the 💢💉⚡😷🔕❌💀 plan!?
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Nobody knows... [spoiler]am I still in my armor?[/spoiler]
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Edited by SubjectBosco: 11/19/2015 7:20:06 AM...Well I suppose we're done here. But I have other uses for you and Grif. If you cooperate, you won't have to visit this chamber every again. I seriously don't know how the Reds manages to run an army when it's being operated by monkeys. No point in torturing you any futher. Glock, Smock. Take this puppet back to his cell and report to Caboose. Tell him the Reds don't know what they're doing. *Glock and Smock removes you from the strap table and escorts you out of the chamber* *Yelling from the chamber* Goodbye KPG, I had a fun time with you! [spoiler]You were bare naked this whole time.[/spoiler]
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Edited by KPG: 11/19/2015 8:46:10 AM[spoiler]oh. least I am proud of my *PINGAS*[/spoiler]
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*Undresses uniform in the changing area* Hoo, even tho it was somewhat dissapointing in the end, I really enjoyed that. Eric: "Yes sir, you did well breaking that individual." *While moping up the mess* I suppose it's a good thing these Reds are idiots, which means whoever is guiding them is our priority in destroying the Red Army. Without a Sheppard to herd the sheeps, the sheeps would end up as lamb chops for the coyotes. Eric: "Indeed, you chose wisely to side with the Blues, Master." *Exits out of changing room* Well today was a busy, busy day for me. I will be getting some rest for the rest of the night. Eric: "Very good, sir. I will have this chamber cleaned up and your uniform washed." Okay Eric, take it easy. *Leaves the Torture Chamber and heads to the bedroom*
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The Meta is getting impatient. You better get answers quick.
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Edited by SubjectBosco: 11/19/2015 4:10:40 AMWorking on it. If this one doesn't work, I have one more card to play.
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Alright.
