A Collection Of Other Adventures
Breaking The Prison Human Centipede
Date: February 2nd, 2023
It's been over 2 weeks since that day where we confronted Nazis, the Dark Sage, and Pmurt Nedib inside the bodies of the 6 Paths Of Pain. Since then, it has been a constant fight for survival in Miitopia. The Nazis aren't letting up and are resorting to more and more extreme tactics over time. The child soldiers were just a prelude of the truly sickening stuff. Today was a day. I'd been forced to set up camp with some comrades as we defended the shores of Galados Isle from invasion for several days. It's been brutal. So much sand is dark red with dried blood now. I didn't realize just how many bullets could be shot at us at maximum force until now. Today was supposed to be another day of fighting for others and survival, just like so many before. The armor we wear is amazing but it cannot withstand the weakest form of Haikai, the energy attack of the Gods Of Destruction of the Dragon Ball multiverse. When in contact with Haikai, simulations and data has shown that Haikai would destroy the armor and the wearer in an instant, leaving virtually no trace behind. That being said, the armors are still very strong but given enough pressure and force onto any specific spot on them, they will crack and break. Think of such like the process of weathering. Because damage accumulates onto armor, I can't name a single comrade who hasn't nearly died due to part of their armor breaking at least once during this war. Today ended up going more than a little bit differently. I'll recount how so now.
Just as with the usual new routine at this point, we fight all day, let the nighttime comrades take over, eat, sleep, wake up, let our nighttime comrades sleep, and fight. I got up in the morning fully rested. Our forces have increased substantially after our most recent liberations. And those who can't fight on the front lines are contributing peacefully and/or defiantly as much as they can. Some miis have gone as far to turn farming tools into sharp and lethal weapons for homegrown resistance and defense. That however wasn't enough to stop something very strange. Some Nazi who looks like a walking corpse due to their age exclaims for all to hear just as I eat a very quick breakfast and get ready for fight: "Our leader, Dark Sage has encouraged us to start going to other dimension! I'm going to one and will be back with some reinforcements to kill all these leftists freaks with the help of! So long, my brothers in faith!" They pull out something with a button which they press. Before any of my comrades can react, I ran toward the Nazi as a portal opens behind them. Some other Nazis try to stop me but hurting them a bit was enough to stop them long enough to chase my target right through the portal. "Like hell I'll let you do that, bastard! I'm coming for you!" The portal almost fully closes by the point I catch up to you know who. I barely make it in there and find myself by some barbed wires in the middle of a desert while a man I recognize from a horror movie I watched recently is yelling into a megaphone over his victory while nude. The Nazi sees me and starts running towards the prison watchtower the man is in: "There's no escape for the likes of you! You are partly responsible for so much pain! I won't let you recruit that man up there! A no good racist, misogynist, xenophobic, homophobic piece of rapist crap like him deserves no allies!" I catch up to the Nazi, tackle them, and beat them up until they look defeated. They aren't in a good state anymore. Without hesitation, I turn them into a card with my duel disk which I immediately deactivate after that.
That Nazi was lucky that's all it took for me to stop them. If they were a strong and difficult opponent, I would have more than likely been forced to kill them with my sword, my fists, or one of my daggers. It would have been bloody and they would have screamed out in pain. The only good Nazis are dead or ex-Nazis who have turned fully away from fascism and are no longer bigoted. Nazis want to kill us all so why should we offer them kindness? If we can stop them for good without killing them, let's stop them without killing them. Otherwise, let them bleed and cry out in so much agony. However, Nazi leaders must die. Kill or be killed, those are the circumstances forced onto individuals like myself, Mel, and Bray. Now that that Nazi is gone, I decide to head up to the tower to make that bastard suffer. I head up the tower while he's still yelling in triumph while again, naked like a lunatic. For reference, I'm exactly at a point right after the ending of Human Centipede 3: Final Sequence. The bastard shot and killed several people during it and approved of the plan to link all prisoners in a Texas prison together into a giant Human Centipede. One digestive system for all. I won't go into further detail. That paints a horrible enough picture. The bald white middle aged bastard aka the warden of the hellhole prison ordered a Human Caterpillar be made out of the prisoners on death row and life imprisonment by cutting their arms right off. I quickly put on my cloak and mask before heading up the tower after teleporting past some stuff in my way. I am met with a gun from the man(huh, I didn't see that coming considering he's nude) when I get to the top: "Who the hell are you?" "William 'Bill' Boss is your name right?" "Yeah, that's right, you masked freak! Now tell me who you are! I order you! I don't want someone like you looking at me when Im nude, I just want the women to before I seduce them!
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