They set fire to my Chomolunga but I'm hopped up on them intergalactic atomic Aunic firmament Flintstone gummies and I can't be stopped. I'm Dracula, I know what sex is. I've committed atrocities that make SecCom stans blush. I keep my catalyst pistol on Cradle. I lick the underside of every station I visit before I blow it up or turn it into a crack den. This shit ain't nothing to me, man.

OOC: All I'm gonna say is that too many of you have forgotten that the Emperor was made by torturing someone to death. Anyways the catgirl mech wins

I promise to use the most ethically problematic one to cause ethical problems, as is my solemn duty as Dracula (and to make a Draculancer Flow build for it)

I'm blitzing on that Lancerfunny Werewolf Ransom Note Meme Nuggets. Hit that blunt so hard I had to reconstruct my sentences from words I said ten years ago. This shit ain't nothing to me, man. I'm vaping that Golden Flame Long Rim Calliopean Kush. I'm vaping that Asphodelian Outland Acid Poison. I sold a brick to Jerry Masters while Shelly watched. I hit that They/Them Streamer Bussy so hard the Central Committee had to call an emergency session.

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I promise to use the most ethically problematic one to cause ethical problems, as is my solemn duty as Dracula (and to make a Draculancer Flow build for it)

I’m on that Sparri Grown Mega Manna Blinkspace Blackshield Ushabti Juicy K Kush. I lit that shit so hard The Fireman Smiled. I’m a gremlin. Eatin Krait right out of the station sump and sucking out what makes em smokable. I got that Full Subjectivity Sync so I can get my NHP fucked up too. I can’t wait to stomp yer ass out with these dumb ugly ass Smith-Shimano Shoes.

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@kullimos-the-despoiler this is Porcupine Tree, actually (technically Marshall Applewhite, the Heaven's Gate cult leader, but they sampled his voice and that song inspired this post)

I'm fully erect and ready to brawl. I'm breaking down all the literal and metaphorical walls. I'm giving you the last chance to evacuate the multiverse before I recycle your ass. What the fuck are taxes. I'm puppeteering myself, my hand up my own ass making me do shit like I'm following the Law of Blades. Your Stub Cannon ain't shit compared to my Apocalypse Rail. The fuck you mean "ethical"?

I'm fully erect and ready to brawl. I'm breaking down all the literal and metaphorical walls. I'm giving you the last chance to evacuate the multiverse before I recycle your ass. What the fuck are taxes. I'm puppeteering myself, my hand up my own ass making me do shit like I'm following the Law of Blades. Your Stub Cannon ain't shit compared to my Apocalypse Rail. The fuck you mean "ethical"?

Have you ever tried to use ChatGPT to make posts?

OOC: I would rather die a slow and painful death of tetanus

Broke boi Ungrateful with 14 Manna to their name stole a blunt off me, so I ate em Hannibal Lecter-style and turned their bones into broth for the kinda soup you find in a back-alley restaurant that gives you psychic powers and erectile dysjunction

I can't catch a break with all these dipshit paper-bag mech jockeys who pop more easily than fuckin grunts. I fired the Ushabti directly at my prostate and now I can't get un-hard. There's forty-five billion law-abiding citizens in this cluster and all of them are gonna shit themselves when I get them addicted to super meth. I can't stop, I'm a mud baby.

They fucked the metavault, man

There I was in the Iskander cockpit, beating my dick like it owed me a grand and high off more kinds of stims than Magenta Red knows about. I couldn't tell if the screams of the damned I was hearing were from the broke boys outside or the drugs in my head. I did a line of solid Hawaiian Punch and I gained a new sense.

Personalizing my mech to give me a Pacific Rimjob

I'm peakin' off these atomic edibles. She slapped my balls with a power knuckle. They can't handle how radioactive I am, makin' their Geiger counters cum. I'm the type of new kid on the block your crack dealer warned you about, and then I ate your crack dealer and fronted a brick to your grandma. This shit ain't nothing to me, man.

They put lean in the Kobold's slag dispenser

OOC: I want to change my banner to something more fitting. Any suggestions?

Dropping bars like my friends in high places drop supplies. The opps can't handle how I turn a fusion rifle into a death ray with some reactor shenanigans, a Lucifer-class NHP, and a couple of percs. There're ghosts in Saturn's rings. I fucked a castigating Manticore. I will commit criminal acts for the MILF Agenda.