Sunday, December 4, 2011

The Bloodmage Whore Saga pt.2

JUUUUUUUST KIDDING!
Valerie wants all the dirt on the juicy Chantry molestation scandals.

Yeah, whatever man, if you can't take a little hazing you're obv. not cut out to roll with the big dogs. Back at my frat we used to make pledges fuck a pig while trying to hold in a beer enema, and if you blew ass before you blew your load you got duct-taped to an office chair and sent over to Sigma Gamma Rho for a pegging sesh. Fucken greek council pussies revoked our charter.

Look dude, no wimps or fatties in this man's army.

It's impossible for words to describe what is necessary to those who do not know what horror means. Horror! Horror has a face, and you must make a friend of horror. Horror and moral terror are your friends. If they are not, then they are enemies to be feared. They are truly enemies.

In case you haven't figured it out yet, Knight-Commander Meredith is the main villain of the game.

Do you honestly think he's gonna talk, Valerie? Snitches get stitches.

Probably because you weren't having sex with Wilmod!

An homage to David Gaider's favorite literary series? You be the judge.

So we head out after Wilmod and Cullen and find them on a mountain path.
Not even I'm dumb enough to make a "you can't handle the truth" joke in 2011, sorry for those hoping for one.

SPOILER: he does.

And then he pulled out his giant purple penis.

Dude, what's the matter, never seen abomination dick before?

After living with Gamlen for a year, Valerie has no patience for flashers, not even ones warped into inhuman abominations by the demons of the fade, so that's all she wrote for Wilmod.

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