The Cult

[AIagremm]

Yes.

 

[Bernkastel]

Good.

 

[AIagremm]

Gut!

 

[Bernkastel]

Liver

 

[Misha]

Dzigerica!

hah, beat that xD

 

[Bernkastel]

Peräsuoli

That's better

 

[Misha]

lol hm..

 

[Bernkastel]

Indeed.

 

[DEAD FiSH]

Misha. You realize that I don`t like that part... But most people DO like it here. I don`t know why.

 

[Bernkastel]

Now now, dont fight with brothers, Dead Fish.

 

[DEAD FiSH]

Okay Garsh.

 

[Bernkastel]

Oh, how i could i forget!
Have some of my "special" homemade jam!
*sticks a spoon to the pot and brings forth the glowing jam.*
Open up and wide, Dead Fish-chan!

 

[Cthulus]

What's happened now, childrrrren? The master is dissatisfied.

 

[AIagremm]

Ha! I'll beat you both, because I know both, a Slavic language and a Finno-ugoric language!

Uskumatu! Тьма!!!

Brother Cthulus, I am making a new comic, however there has been an incident. For some reason the version of Dead Fish and Misha I made for the comic didnt save!

 

[Bernkastel]

Hauu~ Anyone else wants some jam?

 

[AIagremm]

Don't worry. Your jam will be shown... soon enough! Bwuahahaha!

 

[Bernkastel]

Will it be eaten?

 

[AIagremm]

You will be eaten... soon enough! Mwuahahaha!

 

[Bernkastel]

O.O

You cant eat me, i am poisonous.

 

[AIagremm]

You will stop being poisonous... soon enough! Bugagagaga!

 

[Bernkastel]

You will eat my "special" homemade jam, soon enough! BRUAUWHAHWHAWHHAHAHA

 

[AIagremm]

This time... shall be different! Muahahaha!

 

[Misha]

*hangs the wtf-attachment-sword on the wall* Hm.. does it look good? :3

 

[Bernkastel]

It looks... Cute..

 

[AIagremm]

You hanga whata nowa?

 

[Misha]

It's a swordaxeskullgemchainmacedaggertorch =D

 

[AIagremm]

Okay...

 

[Cthulus]

Oisee.

 

[AIagremm]

Hm. Cult members, remember, that whatever you do, don't go into the Closet of Unimaginable Psychological Tornment. The last cultist who opened that door DIED.

 

[Bernkastel]

Who was the "last" cultist?

 

[AIagremm]

Just some Porta-Riecan guy.

 

[Bernkastel]

Oh. Okay.

 

[DEAD FiSH]

Garsh. I drew a red inverted pentagram on the cult`s fridge.

 

[Bernkastel]

I noticed, Dead Fish-chan, It's a very nice piece of art, but you were not allowed to go to the kitchen. You need to be punished, what would you think about some fun with the iron maiden? Oh oh. And how did you like the new jam of mine? Not the one that turned out to be a shoggoth.

 

[Misha]

*rolls in a gong in the living room* there.. i think they'll like it.. :3
*floats away*

 

[AIagremm]

Cool, a gong.
>>
<<
*me tries to roll it into the Cult Closet of Cleaning Supplies*

 

[DEAD FiSH]

For some reasons I don`t want to be embraced by iron maiden. I did not tried you jam.
*goes into the basement and dives deep in the dirty water*
See ya guys, gotta sleep. :>

 

[AIagremm]

Hm. Should I make a Cult pic with BRAINS? Because BRAINS episode includes singing and that sucks on a pic...
I guess I'll make an episode about the Cult Closet.

 

[Misha]

lol dunno..

 

[Bernkastel]

Singing! Winning!
Allright it's not, and i am going to leave a jar of my jam here at the basement door.
So if iron maiden is not fine, you got any other ideas what we should do because he went to the kitche?

 

[AIagremm]

How about you put him out in the sun? Thats a torture.

And I'm doing the first closet pic =P
Then there will be a pic about new cultist.

 

[Misha]

..anyone seen my protodrake? It's hungry

 

[Bernkastel]

Havent seen it.

 

[AIagremm]

Nope. Maybe he's in the basement with Dead Fish?

 

[Bernkastel]

If that's the truth then it's going to be more than iron maiden.

 

[AIagremm]

Hm. I just hope he isnt in the Cult Closet of Cleaning Supplies.

 

[Bernkastel]

What the eck is that?

 

[Misha]

*insert some calamity with my protodrake* xD

 

[AIagremm]

You know, the Cult Closet of Cleaning Supplies. You'll see it in a comic eventually.

 

[AIagremm]

In a time, forgotten long ago...
An age, when people moved more slooow...
And there was no such thing as a TV shooow...
That's where we'll go...
Oh, the ancient forests where darkness was free...
Cultists roamed wild, roamed strong and free!
And spent their days killing innocents...
Man they were happy.
Because someone protected them with pride!
She made the foolish run in awe...
And they ended in her insides, oh what a pride!
And her name was the great Shib-Niggurath!
No one could mistake Shib-Niggurath!
She was followed by a thousand of young...
Humans seeing Shib-Niggurath...
One day soon she'll come back again, to this world of cult-hating men and times now will be like times then times ten!