Let's Sperg Malkavian Mod/Recut thread - & related things

[Gravemind]

Stick with the PROD! PROD with the PROD! Just in case, though, we're police.

 

[Brain Power]

Number 1: That's terror.
Number 2: That's terror.
Did the recut guy troon out? What a shame.

 

[vertebrae]

Majestic 12

Okay. Where?

I have some good news for both of you.

 

[Spider Princess Fan]

I have some good news for both of you.

Okay?

 

[Brain Power]

I have some good news for both of you.

Okay?

And?

 

[Foghotten]

I have contamination and mutants in my brain.

 

[vertebrae]

... just another parasite.

 

[cassowary lover]

 

[Big up Liquid Richard]

Did the recut guy troon out? What a shame.

He was a good man.
disowned by family though lol. source: channel desc

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[Agent Abe Caprine]

I thought you were a GEP GUN.

 

[Big up Liquid Richard]

Welcome to the Coalition, PROD!

 

[Brain Power]

Paul! UNATCO hurt my weewee.

He was a good man.
disowned by family though lol. source: channel desc
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He was a good shitposter, *lip smack* what a rotten way to join the 41%.

 

[Gravemind]

Welcome to the Coalition, PROD!

I might as well start using coke.

 

[Darkholme's Dungeon]

Want a candy bar?

Sorry, all I have is some soy food.
You never asked for this.

Also, with new AI voiceovers tech, I present to you /v/ shitposting:

The need to feel pleasure was once satisfied with human limbs.
Now, we can implement the same function with robotic hands.

I thought this was going to be a VtM thread.

Don't be sneaking up on a brother with your crackhead, skin disease, test tube baby-looking ass! I damn near shit pants! I don't sell no soap so what the hell do you want?
Bonus:

Spoiler: You can't take me JC, I'm taking your ♂ASS♂

You ripped my fucking Thermoptic camo!

 

[Brain Power]

Too bad you don't have booby traps like I do...
I will equip you with two booby traps.
Real booby traps tonight.

 

[Foghotten]

Tools Tools Tools Tools Tools Tools Tools Tools

 

[Darkholme's Dungeon]

Paul, I think UNATCO touched my weewee.

No. Savage.

 

[Ventrue]

Bartender shiny stuff in dreams are made of stooped necromancers.
He sings like a banana wrist, having strayed too close to the constellation on their shaved skulls.
The rain of frogs ended--
and the rain of blood comes down.--
The whole city was an amick image, rang the bar.--

 

[vertebrae]

Hey... youre that guy Walton Simons was talking about.

 

[Blasterisk]

Hey... youre that guy Walton Simons was talking about.