A Crying Goblin
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- Dec 18, 2023
You suddenly wake up in a white, empty, perfectly square room (Think back to that weird Playstation 3 commercial with the Baby Doll)
You have no recollection of how you got here/what you're doing here/what your last immediate memory was before you blacked out/ETC.
You're restrained by robotic arms holding you in the air, when suddenly, with a mechanical whirr, they lower you onto your feet. The arms retract and disappear into the walls, leaving you standing alone.
Two Blast doors blending into the white walls, on opposite sides of the room open, and out of them come two men. The men have handcuffs behind their back, they're wearing earmuffs on their head. They are both in nothing but underwear. One of them is morbidly obese, and the other one is deathly skinny.
A third door opens, and you hear a familiar laugh.. Out of the darkness walks... Joe Biden, president of the United States. He wears his signature sunglasses on his face. In his left hand he holds a cone of Vanilla Ice cream. In his left hand he wields a Double Barrel shotgun. You take note that he too, like the two men, is wearing thick protective earmuffs.
"Those earmuffs" You think...
"Is he going to shoot me!?"
Biden looks at you, smiling, he says nothing. Suddenly a loudspeaker system blares in your ears, generating an ungodly screeching sound. It brings you to your knees. An intense agony flows through your entire body. Horrible imagery of demonic, sexual, parasitic, and scatological nature is projected directly into your mind. You squeeze your eyes shut, but the images remain. The noise stops and you rise to your feet again. You look down, the double barrel shotgun is now in your hands. It's breech is broken open, revealing one 12 gauge shell currently loaded in the right barrel, the left barrel is empty.
You look up, the two restrained men are still there, unfazed. You look over to Biden, and he is standing there with a small device in his hand, and the now empty ice cream cone in the other. He presses a button on the device. Causing several things to happen: Your ankles are restrained, preventing you from walking but keeping you on your feet. A small robotic arm rises from the floor, in it's hand it's holding some kind of weapon that looks like pliers. It then stops directly in front of your genitals.
Two neon signs come down above the two restrained men, they light up. The obese male, is listed as "Pedophile". The skinny male is listed as "Furry."
Biden walks slightly towards you, and finally speaks up.. "You only got one shot kid..." He points to the shotgun in your hands.
He cackles, spitefully throwing the empty ice cream cone which strikes you in the face.
"Make your choice.... and don't be a retard"
Your mind flashes wildly, looking at the fat pedophile, the scrawny furry... and even... Biden.
You begin to hesitate, unsure of what to do. The mechanical arm begins to whirr and the weapon snaps, as it slowly moves closer to your genitals.
"You better choose quickly!" Biden cackles again.. What will you choose?
You have no recollection of how you got here/what you're doing here/what your last immediate memory was before you blacked out/ETC.
You're restrained by robotic arms holding you in the air, when suddenly, with a mechanical whirr, they lower you onto your feet. The arms retract and disappear into the walls, leaving you standing alone.
Two Blast doors blending into the white walls, on opposite sides of the room open, and out of them come two men. The men have handcuffs behind their back, they're wearing earmuffs on their head. They are both in nothing but underwear. One of them is morbidly obese, and the other one is deathly skinny.
A third door opens, and you hear a familiar laugh.. Out of the darkness walks... Joe Biden, president of the United States. He wears his signature sunglasses on his face. In his left hand he holds a cone of Vanilla Ice cream. In his left hand he wields a Double Barrel shotgun. You take note that he too, like the two men, is wearing thick protective earmuffs.
"Those earmuffs" You think...
"Is he going to shoot me!?"
Biden looks at you, smiling, he says nothing. Suddenly a loudspeaker system blares in your ears, generating an ungodly screeching sound. It brings you to your knees. An intense agony flows through your entire body. Horrible imagery of demonic, sexual, parasitic, and scatological nature is projected directly into your mind. You squeeze your eyes shut, but the images remain. The noise stops and you rise to your feet again. You look down, the double barrel shotgun is now in your hands. It's breech is broken open, revealing one 12 gauge shell currently loaded in the right barrel, the left barrel is empty.
You look up, the two restrained men are still there, unfazed. You look over to Biden, and he is standing there with a small device in his hand, and the now empty ice cream cone in the other. He presses a button on the device. Causing several things to happen: Your ankles are restrained, preventing you from walking but keeping you on your feet. A small robotic arm rises from the floor, in it's hand it's holding some kind of weapon that looks like pliers. It then stops directly in front of your genitals.
Two neon signs come down above the two restrained men, they light up. The obese male, is listed as "Pedophile". The skinny male is listed as "Furry."
Biden walks slightly towards you, and finally speaks up.. "You only got one shot kid..." He points to the shotgun in your hands.
He cackles, spitefully throwing the empty ice cream cone which strikes you in the face.
"Make your choice.... and don't be a retard"
Your mind flashes wildly, looking at the fat pedophile, the scrawny furry... and even... Biden.
You begin to hesitate, unsure of what to do. The mechanical arm begins to whirr and the weapon snaps, as it slowly moves closer to your genitals.
"You better choose quickly!" Biden cackles again.. What will you choose?
