KagomJack
2012-05-03, 03:57 AM
By chance I happened upon this small chamber whilst searching about for a glorious trinket known only as the Pax Zelaronia. In the chamber sat Richard Simmons, in a very tight leotard and eating a bowl of Cheerios. His lips were curled into a very distinct grin, his aging hair waving back and forth like a pendulum. Upon entering, he raised his leg and adjusted to cross his legs as a lady would, but hesitating when giving my eyes the very tight outline of his groin. He then placed his chin upon his hand and leaned forward with a laugh.
“What brings you here my lost little man?” he screeched in his typical effeminate voice.
Paralyzed by fear, I began to think of a good reason to have ended up in the devil’s layer. I felt myself begin to panic even, as if the bastard could see into my heart and soul.
“I…come for the Pax Zelaronia, to bring it back again and establish a new golden age for Zelaron.” I screamed.
His ghastly pupils dilated as the very trinket I’ve been seeking was mentioned. The veins in his jaundiced eyes swelled to near-bursting, his bones nearly creaking as he swiftly sat himself upright.
“THAT…THAT THING…it’s…IT’S MINE!” he cried.
“Why do you even have it? What’s the fucking point?!?” I replied.
“Because…I need it.” he hissed.
“But…why?”
“Because, my tater tot…some men want to watch the world burn calories.” he smirked, standing erect with his chest boastful.
I bared my teeth upon my bottom lip, staring at him with permeating fear. My muscles clenched and tightened as I paced forward, eyes locked with his. I quickly assumed a defensive position, awaiting whatever may come. But then something strange began to happen. I heard the cry of an awful beast. This beast had the appearance of a homosexual boy, but he was really the dark, 7 headed beast from the Biblical book of “Revelations”. He rode in, foul and corrupt things coming out of his mouth. I wanted to stop him as much as I wanted to get the Pax Zelaronia from Richard Simmons and his oddly finely shaped ass. I turned my attention and then that’s when the beast spoke.
“This isn’t real.”
I awoke in a forest, the beast sitting next to me, furiously masturbating to bizarre things. He turned and smiled at me, whispering “The end.”
“What brings you here my lost little man?” he screeched in his typical effeminate voice.
Paralyzed by fear, I began to think of a good reason to have ended up in the devil’s layer. I felt myself begin to panic even, as if the bastard could see into my heart and soul.
“I…come for the Pax Zelaronia, to bring it back again and establish a new golden age for Zelaron.” I screamed.
His ghastly pupils dilated as the very trinket I’ve been seeking was mentioned. The veins in his jaundiced eyes swelled to near-bursting, his bones nearly creaking as he swiftly sat himself upright.
“THAT…THAT THING…it’s…IT’S MINE!” he cried.
“Why do you even have it? What’s the fucking point?!?” I replied.
“Because…I need it.” he hissed.
“But…why?”
“Because, my tater tot…some men want to watch the world burn calories.” he smirked, standing erect with his chest boastful.
I bared my teeth upon my bottom lip, staring at him with permeating fear. My muscles clenched and tightened as I paced forward, eyes locked with his. I quickly assumed a defensive position, awaiting whatever may come. But then something strange began to happen. I heard the cry of an awful beast. This beast had the appearance of a homosexual boy, but he was really the dark, 7 headed beast from the Biblical book of “Revelations”. He rode in, foul and corrupt things coming out of his mouth. I wanted to stop him as much as I wanted to get the Pax Zelaronia from Richard Simmons and his oddly finely shaped ass. I turned my attention and then that’s when the beast spoke.
“This isn’t real.”
I awoke in a forest, the beast sitting next to me, furiously masturbating to bizarre things. He turned and smiled at me, whispering “The end.”