Carfight:
Hello all. I would just like you all to know that my sickness is gone, and I would like to apologize for how unlike myself I was, except for me telling Vox to shut the fuck up. I meant that.
Big Ass Forehead:
Go fuck yourself.
Carfight:
You do that enough for all of us.
Harder Daddy:
DAMN!
Screen Queen:
I have a theory! OK, so some of us have obviously thought about Carmine and Zestial being together, but what if we're all fucking wrong. What if Carmine had kids, said fuck men, and is actually a raging fucking lesbian? LMAO
Vagina:
What the fuck is wrong with your brain?
Screen Queen:
FUCKING EVERYTHING! But seriously, consider that shit.
Carfight:
No.
Whiskers:
... That answers that then...
Pop My Cherri:
Speaking of lesbians... Angie and I found some shitty ass pride shirts and...
Harder Daddy:Mouth:
Yeah, that does not fit you. You're a fucking bottom.
Harder Daddy:
@Whiskers I'm buying that shirt for you then~.
Whiskers:
Like hell you are.
Pop My Cherri:
Then, there's this dumb fucking lesbian shirt...
Pop My Cherri:Pear:
I mean... Kissing girls is great, but I'm with someone...
Vagina:
Fucking same. Oh shit, that reminds me of a story from back in my heavenly days. LMAO
Danger Tits:
Do you mean your fucking sexuality discovery when you made out with several exorcists just to "make sure" you were gay? LMFAO
Vagina:
Fuck off.
Harder Daddy:
Oh, Vagina... I found this shirt specifically for you...
Harder Daddy:Vagina:
... Are you being fucking racist?
Screen Queen:
FUCKING CANCELLED! 💀
Harder Daddy:
Fucking whatever.
Pop My Cherri:
OK, but this bi shirt... The fuck?
Pop My Cherri:STAB:
VIOLENCE! I'm straight though.
Squeak:
... Are there no good pride shirts?
Harder Daddy:
I don't know... I'd argue this pan one is pretty fucking good.
Harder Daddy:
Squeak:
... With consent, right?
Whiskers:
I fucking hope so.
Harder Daddy:
You just ruined that shirt.
Lilith:
I can make some good ass pride shirts...
Short King:
We still need to organize that fucking pride parade.
Daddy Issues:
Wait until we get back. I have ideas!
Roo:
Oh shit... You're in Cannibal Town. How's your little trip going?
Kayden:
Great! Well, except for the fact that I'm hungry and I don't feel like becoming a cannibal.
Squeak:
Same! But I don't want to accidentally reveal that I'm hungry, then get offered something and decline!
Harder Daddy:
The sandwich place reopened. It's on the edge of Cannibal Town. I literally said that last time we were there. Just go there.
Dick Master:
FUCK THAT SANDWICH PLACE!
Roo:
You were just upset because you had to sit at a table with Lilith, Lucifer, and myself.
Dick Master:
IT WAS MY OWN PERSONAL HELL AND I HATED IT!
Lilith:
That was the point asshole.
Kayden:
I like that place! We should go!
Freaky Face:
Great idea. Their cannibal options are delectable.
Harder Daddy:
I wanna go back to Vagina's sexuality discovery story... WHAT IS YOUR BODY COUNT WHORE?
Vagina:
First off... Why the fuck can't you just call me by my name. Second, like 2... Obviously Charlie, and one other. I wasn't just fucking exorcists.
Dick Master:
I have, and holy shit... Some of them are terrible in bed, but they're still hot. Others... FUCKING SHIT! Best sex!
Danger Tits:
Shut the fuck up.
Daddy Issues:
Who's the one other?
Vagina:
... I seriously don't remember her name, but it sucked.
Dick Master:
... YOU'RE JUST HIDING THE FACT THAT YOU FUCKED THE TRAITOR!
Danger Tits:
Stop calling me a fucking traitor, and once again... We never fucked.
Screen Queen:
Yeah... If they did fuck, it wouldn't have been terrible.
Screen Queen:
FUCKING SHIT! WHY WON'T IT LET ME DELETE THAT?
Pop My Cherri:
LMFAO, are we revealing shit now?
Harder Daddy:
I can tell you who has the best dick in Hell.
Whiskers:
Fuck no, because you're going to say yourself.
Harder Daddy:
... But it's true.
Lilith:
I don't know about that... Let's not forget Lucifer exists.
Daddy Issues:
DO NOT CONTINUE! FUCK!
Harder Daddy:
I'll be the judge of that. @ShortKing SHOW ME YOUR DICK!
Screen Queen:
OK, all of you need to stop asking what's wrong with me, especially when he says shit like that.
Danger Tits:
No... There's still shit wrong with you.
Screen Queen:
Go fuck yourself.
Danger Tits:
How about I fuck you instead?
Pear:
GET A FUCKING ROOM!
Big Ass Forehead:
Or film it... I can broadcast it.
Screen Queen:
Fuck no.
God:
I've been trying to keep up with this conversation, but what the actual fuck is going on?
Roo:
I don't think anyone knows what's going on.
Squeak:
OK, update... We're coming back early and not going to the sandwich place. Susan bit me.
Daddy Issues:
... Fucking old bitch.
Freaky Face:
I'm staying back with Rosie to handle the situation.
Kayden:
@ShortKing Can you make us pancakes?
Short King:
HELL YEAH!
Short King:
Why am I just now seeing the message from Angel about seeing my dick? Fuck no.
Harder Daddy:
I'll give you a duck. I'll sneak to Earth again and find you a cool ass duck.
Short King:
DEAL!
Two Dicks:
A duck for a dick...
Pop My Cherri:
A dick for a duck...
STAB:
Duck dick duck dick dick duck duck dick duck.
Dick Master:
Fucking what?
Mouth:
Niffty, that was fucking poetic. LMAO
Carfight:
... You all have problems.
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FanfictionWelcome to my shitty story. The title explains it all. And now... DISCLAIMERS! Because people get pissed over stupid shit. Seriously, if you don't like my story, then don't read it. •Characters may be a bit off because... Why not? It's fun to see...