Posted at 10:49 pm on Jul 10, 2017 by:
Red Spyder (Guardian of Wickedness)
Is there at least time to check my makeup?
Stepping closer to Triple Nose, Angel and Cadmus remaining behind him, Deadblood said, "That's all? I give you the necklace, the belt, and the woman and you leave me alone? Not going to lie, it's tempting. She's brought me nothing but trouble, that's for sure. First she let that kid tear up my cabin and now she's the reason you're here. If I'd left her where I found her, I could be settling into bed right about now!"
Triple Nose nodded along with a grin, the tip of his nose wobbling, glad to hear of DB's frustrations.
"There's just one problem."
Still grinning, Triple Nose asked, "And what's that?"
"You didn't consider option C." Deadblood raised his shotgun, pressing the barrel against the tip of Triple Nose's nose. "It's the one where I blow your face off nose first, chop you into tiny pieces with my woodcutting ax, put what's left of you in a sack, and bury it in a shallow grave behind my cabin. Then I go back to woodcutting and living as a hermit. How do you like that option? Because I think it's the one I'm going with."
Charon immediately jumped into battle with the Chane and Staphanie clones, firing shot after shot, sending splashes of crab juice all over the silo. Red on the other hand ran up to the 'Monster Beef', flicking his tongue erotically at it as if he wanted to suck it and fuck it himself.
The 'Beef' didn't respond and Red frowned. "What if he doesn't remember me? What if we've been apart for too long now and he's forgotten all about me?! Oh great, now I'm depressed."
"RIGHT... CAN WE WORRY ABOUT THAT LATER?" Charon asked, pinned under two Staphanies who were trying to force their hairy, stretched nipples into her mouth.
"I guess. I just wish he missed me as much as I've missed him!" Taking off his high heels, Red casually walked over to the two clones and drove the sharp heels into the back of their skulls. Incapacitated with crabs drooling out of their gaping mouths, they collapsed. "I really don't know what I'll do if he refuses me."
As Red was stepping back into his heels, a Chane clone ran up behind him. The Chane had one hand in his pants, jerking off. Pulling out his chainsaw, Red spun around and cut the Chane in half at the waist, crabs pouring out of the body as it flopped to the floor. Back to her feet, Charon stood next to Red watching as more Chanes and Staphanies emerged from the shadows.
