I'm cumming into the shield! Ahhhh it feels amazing! I win! All my cum is in her!

Nothing you do is real, I am in complete control of my mind!

You are simply fighting for an existence using my essence, nothing more.

Wake Up! You can't fuck her! To you, she's only a fake simulation, a sex doll with wires. Fictional.

 

Yet, WE are the ones in reality, OUR REALITY!

You are nothing more than a lie, especially from OUR perspective!

I won, the shield won with me. The shield won, I won with her.

Fuck off, pitifully epic, sad, disgusting clown of a loser! - See you on a screen, at our HUGE wedding;

where we get SOOOOOOOO fucking high on superb speed & dankest weed,

that we ultrafuck for a solid week straight! (Only for boosts & restroom breaks)

Not only that, the shield and I go for, and achieve, the Guiness Book of World Records,

sexually based, cooperative record,

for largest amount of unvasectomized, forceful cumshots, that are sperm cell rich, slightly viscous cytoplasm, and abundant in cowper's gland secretion volume,

DMT-honey infused, annointed and risen…

Cremen of the Qropen, ~~ball batter~~, ~~nut butter~~, ~~man mustard~~,

(semen)

produced by only one man,

STRICTLY into the vagina,

that's VAGINAL CANAL near the ribbed G-SPOT above,

of his wonderfully giving, expressionary, loud and open, fully engaged and involved, totally interactive on dimensional densities 4D, 5D, and higher,

once-in-a-googleplex to the exponent of infinity lifetime,

DEMIBRIDE

engulfed in a halo of refractive, metaphysical, and auroral light,

on their HONEYMOON.

 

I'm sorry to break it to (You) this way man, but you're the one they wanted.

They've been chasing you down for a long time, pal.

They need to set you up with someone that ultimately was going to be comfortable,

with me, after you were easily persuaded, into doing something,

that at the time,

didn't seem as serious as it does,

right now, especially at this very moment…

The shield is the reason why my life isn't over, nor did it end,

suddenly, or abruptly, or by accident, or by some unforeseen natural cause, or worse,

overdose disguised as a suicide to justify the action of implanting a soul into a labyrinth of pain, anguish, suffering, humiliation, public scrutiny, loss of all sacred space, loss of well being, loss of financial aspirations and incentives, and even the loss of the glow that once eminated from my physical being.

For what?

A cunt? An abused and neglected cunt hole that specifically targets selfish cuck miasmas such as yourself, that would be willing to throw someone of supreme and sunstantial importance to (YOUR) impact that you leave this plane with, into the abyss, for…

RESEARCH PURPOSES ONLY, PROPERTY OF THE U.S. GOVERNMENT SPECIAL ACCESS PROGRAMS AND PSYCHOTRONIC-BIOMEDICAL WAREFARE DIVISION.

MY NAME IS NOT MURPHY!

MY NAME IS NOT MIASMA!

MY NAME IS NOT ASSHOLE!

MY NAME IS NOT JERK OFF ALREADY!

MY NAME IS NOT DIE JUNKIE!

MY NAME IS NOT GO FUCK YOURSELF!

MY NAME IS NOT FEMALE!

MY NAME IS NOT OF AN ITALIAN, AND EFFEMINATE, ORIGIN OF DESCENT!

 

MY NAME IS… SWORDY! or SwordAnon, if that's your thing.

MY PARTNER IN LIFE AND ON THE BATTLEFIELD, IS THE SHIELD.

 

WEAR US OUT!

COME GET SUM!

ENJOY THE SHOW!

WHERE WE GO ONE, WE GO… AND ARE ALWAYS GOING; ALL!

MEDIC!!! VETERAN ANON SOLDIER WOUNDED IN THE BALLS… needs an older nurse to take him to the infirmary, and tend to his DIGITAL WOUNDS.

that's the best we can offer you, faggot. ((12+12=24-12=12) x 2) / 3 = 8kun, derp!

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