Oooh, purple glowy eyes. This is going to be fun.
….or anticlimactic as a horrific inter-dimensional bear vomits all their friends back into reality.
Enter Now The Void Hole!
There may or may not be Green Tea Kit Kats in there.
VOID BEAR IS MISUNDERSTOOD. VOID BEAR ONLY SEEKS CUDDLES. ALLOW VOID BEAR TO AMELIORATE. APPROACH – AND BE LOVED.
Gah! That is the last time I channel void ursine, I swear. Well…. Actually I’ve got a gig on Sunday, and I could really use some new material. Void bear for everyone!
Also, the room appears to be deteriorating rather rapidly.
For all intents and purposes it is impossible to misunderstand Bear Jesus’s intentions. He states them very clearly.
Also, that’s the natural effects of something. You should look into that. Not our fault and we cannot be held liable for random acts of chaos, a redundant statement if I’ve ever uttered one.
Bear Jesus does not vomit; he gloriously reconstitutes from his miracle trove.
Stan Pines sighed as he looked at the mess left by another group of blithering idiots… on one hand the masses of money was nice, on the other he had to clean after the drool masses who thought a stone that looks like a face was short of a miracle. He reached down and scratched his ass before starting to put a t-shirt back on a rack when he heard the bell on the door ring. He sighed and grumped at whoever was behind him. “Read the sign, we’re closed now scram.” He kept putting the shirts back up but froze when he heard the voice behind him. “Ever for me Stan?” Stan frooze, his heart beating like a drum in his chest, pounding harder and harder as he felt his pants tighten up from the pressure within that the mere sound of that voice brought with it. He straightened up and turns, stepping back against the rack. “Creepknight.” Indeed it was him, the large and heavy built man stood there with his elegant brown slicked back hair, his five o clock shadow on his face and those perfectly white teeth. The man before him that caused his heart to pound closed in, each step taking him closer. Stan thought a bit, panicking but… Wendy was off, Sous had to run home and the kids had just left saying something about a tooth.. whatever that meant. He swallowed and moved forward. “I thought you were gone forever…” Creepknight reached him and laid a hand on his shoulder. “I told you I would be back.” Stan smiled a bit and they started to bring their faces together before tilted back their heads and screaming as an endless wave of blood red flies spewed from their mouths in their moment of passion.
…. I told you I would write a slash fic….. but even that can’t go normal when Voodoo Walrus is involved it seems.
Slash Fic CreepKnight is way smoother than I am. I feel like I should be taking notes or something…
“When seducing old men who love money, spew blood red flies from the mouth hole.”
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