Brightly colored glasses on the pedo, sweating, typing, trolling, the door blasts open, the pedo turns right into the rifle butt.
His teeth shatter like glass, and explosion of gore sprays across his computer screen. he comes to zip tied in the back of van, other crying pedos are there as well.
Deepstate Alphabet traitors staring at the concrete wall, the hard bed beneath them, time crawling slowly. The despair crushing the mind, the fear of more beatings, more suffering and more rape. Body bruised, eyes sunken, the world has become so small, so grey, so painful.
For the rest of their lives the Deepstate Intel traitors wait in a dangerous, rape filled hell to die alone inside a dark cell.
Ready DS spook traitors?
Prolly should get the pills, a glass of milk and do it right now.
Do it now, just like going to sleep.
It’s too late, two choices.
Choose now.
Decades of random violence and rape or a deep sleep?
Hurry up.
Good, make your fucking move, idiot cunt.
Do it cocksucker, fuck with me, I need you to.
Fuck with me so I can watch you convulse and die at my feet you stupid nerd pedophile piece of shit.
Fuck with me, do it.
Do it now motherfucker.
Idiot fuck, pure hell is coming.
Deep psychological pain and suffering, collapse of the soul.
Now fuck with me piece iof shit
Do it cunt
Now bitch!!!
Been there, know all about it.
Do you know people that train the people that tell you what to say and do, those people, the REAL people in your sick world.
I so sorry, but it’s already over, all of your ilk have been given up by you masters long ago.
First to go, sad little fools.
What’s done is done.
I would get your affairs in order and see what you have in your medicine cabinet.
It is time to commit suicide.
There is nothing but fear and despair left.
The river of knowledge, ancestral memory is working against you.
Surrounded by nothing but catastrophic fate.
The commie scum better hope they get arrested, and soon.
The option is a life of perpetual paranoia and fear.
Always waiting for that other shoe.
The Norway “cheese pizza”
Bust, 3 years ago.
Terabytes, nowhere to run.
Your words ooze nothing but fear and self doubt.
You wouldn’t be here if your were confident, if you believed in yourself and your “work”
You know it is over.
What will they say when the charges are read?
Your family, your friends?
Think about it, there doesn’t have to be a tomorrow.
It is time.
Time to go, just like going to sleep.
Sleep, no more fear.
Just sleep.