Board Thread:Other Roleplay/@comment-108.193.28.68-20150625203604/@comment-108.193.27.43-20150703035238

Pyro Razmis wrote: Qeety walks around on the balcony, and after beating a prisoner senseless, he felt pretty good. Not a thing was on his mind, except the faint echo of the broadcast played before on his radio. He thought, "Meh. The attack on the Animatronic Kingdom must be finished now. Hope many people died!" Nothing could ruin his perfect day, well, so he thought. Suddenly, a random puppet soldier ran up to him, screaming, "Holy s***! There is a whole f*** ton of tanks! We're all going to die!" Qeety responded by screaming back at him, "What are you, on drugs? You suck!", and then Qeety kicked the soldier off the balcony. Maybe he would make it? Qeety thought, "Hmm. The Yiffer must be done yiffing TIBAH or King Freddy. I would love to see TIBAH again. But, another Phobe would be awesome! Maybe this Phobe would be Russian? German? Wait. My kingdom is going to get f***ed if I don't do something." In Qeety's dim, insane, head, a light died. "Oh S***! Sound the alarms! Get ready for invasion! Prepare Gnaw, and feed that lazy idiot!"

Meanwhile... The Yiffer was finishing his work, yiffing the s*** out of this King Freddy. It was time for a new Phobe.

Meanwhile the Meanwhile was happening... Phobe looked away, it didn't want to see another of it. After all, there could only be one... Phobe decided to go to the Mask Kingdom, to pay a visit. [...well....crap. ._. ]