Lucas Roberts has often been compared to the incomparable Quasimodo, the kyphotic protagonist of one of French literary maestro Victor Hugo's finest works, The Hunchback of Notre Dame. What many people don't know is that beyond the massive wart above his left eye and his defining hunchback, Quasimodo also had a less visible protrusion coming from his chest and suffered from hereditary deafness his entire life. Described as 'hideous' and a 'creation of the Devil,' it would seem that the comparison of noted hideous, vindictive, kyphotic stinkditch owner Lucas Roberts and Victor Hugo's own Quasimodo makes complete sense. However, this 1849 depiction by Antoine Wiertz is proof that the comparison is faulty.
Note the flowing and luxurious red hair, the toned and powerful legs, the thoughtful expression on his face (however marred by his wart it may be). Consider also that noble Quasimodo was essentially a church slave to a cruel and somewhat mad Archdeacon of Notre Dame in Claude Frollo, and admirably performed his duties in bondage as caretaker of the bell-ringer and caretaker of the Notre Dame cathedral despite the misfortune of his low social rank. Despite the lack of formal education, Quasimodo understood concepts of right and wrong as defined by the God of his understanding and strove always to do good, defending Esmerelda from the cruelties of Archdeacon Frollo.
In contrast, Lucas Roberts is a man (which many know to be the accurate name for the false title of biological sex, trans woman) who at every turn has done nothing but play the leech. A former welfare recipient who used money from his defeated father to mar his male form beyond recovery, Lucas Roberts is a disgusting homunculus, a pervert whose every action is to fulfill his sick fantasy of getting his gangrenous crotch wound pounded, despite the lack of any physical pleasure derived. He recommends children inject drugs and undergo procedures as he has not just because misery loves company, but out of a sick desire for sexual partners who cannot say they have better prospects because they have marred their bodies so horribly.
He is fat. He is physically weak. His only recourse to defend himself is to play the 'crybully,' crying out as he strikes you with a mob of people who believe they are doing good, perceiving any short term misfortune suffered by his enemies as a grand victory. This makes him deceptive, stupid, or both.
You may ask why I have chosen to be so verbose in this comparison, as the comparison may not have crossed your mind at all. I just want to illustrate for you that Victor Hugo--one of the finest authors of the 19th century whose work is consistently returned to and enjoyed--could not even come close to creating a character as physically and culturally repulsive as noted Taiwanese flesh-shaper product, Lucas Roberts. I would say get fucked, Lucas (I know that browsing Kiwifarms is what you'll be doing this whole weekend, after all), but honestly, I wouldn't wish for a partner to contract cholera from being in contact with you or your disgusting genitals. To borrow a phrase from a group that disgusts me as much as you do, Lucas, you are anus mundi--the anus of the world, from which all horrible things flow.
Cope, seethe, dilate.
Edit: last line, 'horribly things flow' to 'horrible things flow.' I'm a dumb nigger, yeah yeah.