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WEDNESDAY 3 p.m.

dusk acres  has a discord server! come and have a chat!

https://discord.gg/XhNcgD9CGq

If you wanna join a group chat, but discord isn't your thing or if you just wanna join another mesaging server as well, there's one for Telegram as well!

https://t.me/joinchat/QhOfbfbgdSE1ZTg8

and the usual a link to a spreadsheet bluedude and eli the crow made to keep track of the many characters of the story:

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1RrEyRFxQ-mTVyEYrWXAZm4lNCe2ms5PXeFfLUPmEros/edit?usp=sharing

there's also an airtable page of the cast for a more visuallt accessible version, made by arrin!

https://airtable.com/shrgkoptKQz7yrIaD

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Comments

so the patrons are the characters that sure is interactive. i love it.

Dashawn Stokes

LOL? It's not even like that! They specifically asked for my services, how can I refuse the aid of those who so fervently need me? I'll whip these fancy suits into tip top fighting shape.

Cid

Ohhh I see how it is, hanging around with the fancy boys instead of your brothers in arms...

Crowbar

Hehe, I'll cover your rear whenever you want XD I'm gonna have to lend my skills to the posh gang, make sure they don't kick the bucket. They're not really fighters after all. We'll reunite once our mission is complete. You'd run the platoon into the ground without me :3c

Cid

Rand enters the room with his coworker Beck, having secured the store from any on invited guest. He changed his outfit to his street clothes of a leather jacket over a skull muscle shirt and dark jeans. He currently is wearing stolen sunglasses from a display, the tad still attached. He carries a sledgehammer for added protection. After informing Char of where he and Beck have been, he sits down as he gets a status report form Char, being sure to keep his guard up for any surprises.(Given that Beck and I are working together on our character I am fine on the dialogue he used for me in his submission.)

Randastasius

Where are you Commander?? You better be covering my rear

Crowbar

Action: Lyle goes to check on Neil, help deal with the crispy cat if he can. Intent: Lyle is a bit dazed post the milkening, wanting to check in on the gang and get up to speed, not really knowing what all the yelling is all about. Lyle walks into the room with a slight daze, a bit stuffed from the amount he took in as he sees the group gather closer to the room. If Lyle enters during the spooky cat incident: “What the… is that one of those fucking creepy guys again?! Fuck… Neil?! Are you alright?” If Lyle enters after the matter is settled and the cat is taken care of or Neil is away from the situation. “There you are bro, was looking for you. Everyone seemed kinda worried and I heard a lot of yelling. Are you like, okay? You didn’t get hurt did you?

Yulen

Beck Mayes, grey wolf with very long scruffy hair and round, bright yellow rimmed glasses, holding a small rainbow spiral lollipop, enters the room with his green mowhawked coworker Rand. "Where the hell have you two been?! It's been chaos since those agents got here!" Char shouted concerned but still annoyed "We heard. Screams like theirs are hard to miss", spoke Beck. "Divide and Conquer. We split up to make sure all the entry points within the building were sealed." Rand said stoically. Beck and Rand then sat down in the room. Rand the normal way slightly leaning forward, while Beck decided to sit on a nearby deck, legs crossed. While Rand usually came across as the stoic type, Beck was somewhat of an unknown, usually keeping the same expression, with only truly strong emotions affecting his expression. Taking a deep breath, he asked his next question "Okay Mr Char, obviously, and bluntly, we have...no fucking clue what's going on, but I get if you don't either. But you've talked to these new guys, I assume?" "Y-yes, I have. Why?" "Give us the deets big bear."

Becquerel

Don't give the boys a hard time, mutt :3

Cid

OB;AW – When Otacilio Bond and Ontarou Bao arrived at your lair with the precious cargo of high impact weapons they also brought with them an annoyingly infectious celebratory mood. O_B almost had to suspect the large croc had been downing a few martinis on the side as he completed his missions... Right now Secret Agent Himbo was addressing his brothers and the unkindled twits, making a grand old speech about how he was going to induct them all into his secret agent society, all while riding Bao's thick panda shaft like there was no tomorrow. Everyone seemed to be in a better mood than the butterball fennik, who was still salty about Beal's surprise assault on his rump. It was still feeling sore, and it would take ages to fix up his tail again just right!! The fox swore he was gonna gonna get some payback on the smug skunk, even if it had felt really good at the time... The other thing that bothered O_B was how Agent Himbo was treating the unkindled boys as equal to his brothers. That cockblocking hyena should be on his hands and knees, yet the croc dubbing him codename Straight Man. Hmmph. Still, the fat fox knew it was not a good time to rock the boat, so he put on his best display of false enthusiasm and gave the croc a big slap on his thick scaly buns, at least he could genuinely enjoy that. Suddenly a notification popped up on OmNiScIenT_BaStArD69's computer terminal, it was from that bigwig Oxxford Bureau, the subject field said he had a chair for sale? With an air of cynical confusion O_B opened the message, his mouth falling open just like a cartoon as soon as he saw the gorgeous fat tanuki being stuffed face first into sweaty cat butt. Ohh, that kind of chair. The gamer fox was rock hard as he drooled over the pictures, a smug grin on his chubby face as he imagined pinning the poor guy under his massive ass and finally getting the seat a legendary gamer like he deserved. Needless to say, O_B was willing to give the big boss rat anything he wanted for it.

Austin Wonderer

*taking down notes* 🤔🤔🤔🤔 (I tease, no metagaming here lol. Fun to see your plan though, very well thought out)

CherryDad

The plan, as negotiated with the posh leader Lord Barker, was a simple one. They were to perform a pincer movement on the cauterized, raiding the factory and save the preeminent Dr. Orlando, securing a venerated position of honor at the feast. The posh squad would take the limo and preform a full frontal assault with the weapons they had stockpiled at the church, while Bouldercrusher would take his men down a strange set of tunnels Lord Barker had discovered during the time he made the church of lies his headquarters. A black ops style mission, get behind enemy lines. Frankly you thought the plan was daft. The kind of cotton-brained scheme that could only be dreamt up by a fat puppy who'd never experienced the harsh realities of war or an enemy who'd fight back. But it wasn't his men throwing themselves head-first into the the firing line, so who cares, if the posh gang wanted to fight the cauterized head on, with no intelligence or strategy it was their funeral. <b>"Bravo!!</b> What's the status of of your weapon?!" "Locked and loaded, SIR!" <b>"Breakbulk!! <i>Hurry your fat ass up!!</i></b> My elderly grandma could run faster than sorry excuse for a jog!" "Sir... huff... YES SIR... huff..."

Crowbar

<b>Sgt. Bouldercrusher</b> : <i><b>"TEN HUT!!</b> Are you maggots going to let those godless cauterized bastards get away with killing Pvt. Blazovich?! <b>Sound-off!!"</b></i> <b>"SIR, NO SIR!"</b> <b><i>"Good!</i></b><i> Are you going to show those in-bred posh boys what <b>REAL</b> fighters look like?!"</i> <b>"SIR, YESSIR!"</b> <b>"Good.</b> Get your hands outta your pants and yer heads out of yer ass boys, we have a town to save!"

Crowbar

With a hint of hesitancy the big roo offered his bleeding arm to the opossum, if it would ensure further cooperation with his test subject it was a small price to pay. "Excellent... excellent... I'm so glad to hear you're feeling well my precious little pet, come, lay down, feed." Agent RF wore a smug smirk as he ushered the opossum to a long bench, he watched with intense curiosity as the chubby opossum climaxed all over his hand, but still remained rock hard, his arousal clearly not sated. Truth be told the roo had always been more fond of watching others experience the rapture of orgasm. Seeing the twerp practically shiver with uncontrollable pleasure was making RF a little hot under the collar himself, and hard to think rationally. There was a second rune RF wanted to try, writing OTH, FRE and opposite IA onto F5's hide, Mind, Self and Sleep.

RexFurry

Agent RF - The big roo was a little shocked as F5 stumbled towards him drunkenly mouth drooling, a dopey eager expression on his visage, vigorously jacking off his chubby meat with one paw and reaching out to grasp him with the other, notably belonging to an arm that was, mere seconds ago, too pained to move an inch. And he wanted to drink his blood no less! Was this some sort of side effect of the spell? His raw omnivore instincts taking over? Maybe he was always just a weirdo... But despite the shock, this was magic... indisputable proof of REAL magic!!! (After taking but a second to recapture his composure) Agent RF began to feel a fountain of excitement bubbling up inside of him, so big he could almost scream! He could only tremble as he imagined all the ways this strange blood ritual could help him spread his dark lord's influence or, just as importantly, how the big roo could use this magic to make himself more powerful... Of course, compared to the grand maledictions described in the arcane manuscripts of the Skin n' Flesh Society this spell was rather diminutive, but any sort of magic was a good start! Agent RF just needed to do a little more testing, find the limits of these beautiful runes before he applied any to himself.

RexFurry

REASONING/INTENTIONS: So from what we've seen with Bastard's screens and what the Cauterized are doing, they seem to be going to the Factory, so hiding in a better location is definitely a priority for me at the moment. I'm responsible for Orazio and T, which means I need to keep them safe. Also, I really need to know what's happening outside the factory. I've been alone for a long while, and having a connection to the best informed person in this town would be great. I'm gonna want his help with acquiring people for my faction (which I'm intending on naming "the Board"), such as Ricky and Damien for example. People, NPCs who've been hanging around without claim pretty much. And perhaps even Bastard himself would want to join! Regarding the ass-munching... Ya know, really hoping T gets that little treat. Oxxford isn't gonna get his hands dirty... at least until the time is right. I DO wanna see Oxxford naked at some point, have someone suck his tits, but he doesn't really like sex that much and doesn't wanna get his paws dirty until he's required to or until the time is right. Which will possibly be soon. Hopefully!

Neth Rusiki Azhti

ACTION: Head deeper into the factory, looking for an office I can call my own. Message AW/Omniscient Bastard showing off Agent T and how I can use him as trade for his services. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- DIALOGUE: *once I arrive at MY office, I will take a picture of Agent T and message it to AW/Bastard* to myself: Finally, something in this moldy, insipid place looks mildly promising. to Bastard, via text: I have procured you a new chair. My assistant can attest to his expertise. I require your services. Lets talk business. to Orazio: Assistant, please perform our sacred fire-given duty and demonstrate how competent our "guest" is as a chair. *after taking some pictures to demonstrate Agent T's skills and showing them to Bastard, I will procede to ask for some information on the locations of my brothers and any other relevant information, for him to summarize the current events*

Neth Rusiki Azhti

Chandler: After the restraints are taken off I head to the coolers and grab myself a soda to wash the taste out of my mouth. Noticing Fitch plopping a bag with weapons down I go over and grab a handgun and a couple of magazines, while inspecting the firearm. MAD READING: I can't turn back into what I was again. If father had seen what I became I can only imagine the hell that would come from him if he'd still been here. I knew this town was a fucking shit show why the fuck did I come back here?! Maybe I thought after all these years I'd been gone this place would've changed.

ChandlerBing

An edge that had been in Fitch's bearing for a very long time relaxed, a great measure of exhaustion entering his expression, "*Thank* you. I... get you're busy, you don't need to go out of your way, just... if you see him on screen, let me know."

Protean

'That's...' O pauses, before saying something brusque. This was someone in pain- and he was trying to be better, right? '... something I'll try. If we could get access to AW's systems in the bunker it would be easier, but I will look out for him via his screen, alongside Damien and Ricky.'

Robert Smith

Fitch watched the agents help the one he thought was called Q out of the room with that predator supremacist jerk. He just rolled his eyes and let out a long sigh. “Wow, that asshole caused trouble and tried to bite someone’s finger off! It’s almost like I can see the fucking future about him causing problems. But does anyone listen? Nooooo…” he muttered to himself before shaking it off. “Honestly, we should at least gag him so he doesn’t spew his dumb rhetoric or try to bite people,” he said, looking unimpressed. Though… enough harping on that, he had more important things to do. With Jack having an argument with his dad, probably, Fitch was able to raid the store for stuff he thought would be useful for defending themselves. He heaved up a duffel bag filled with things like knives and other… self defense supplies. Honestly, he didn’t know why a tiny general store like this would have a section for guns. He attributed it to Dusk Acres being in bumfuck nowhere. “Anyway, here. Raided the aisles for self-defense stuff. Figured we’d need it,” he said, staring any of the employees down if they tried to object. But after a moment, he’d move over to where the hamster agent was looking at the feeds. “Hey. Um. Sorry, if you’re busy, but… could you keep an eye out for someone, if you have the time?” He grabbed his phone, opening up his camera roll and picking a picture with him a few years ago, in a graduation cap, and his dad next to him, smiling proudly. The dark brown furred lion always thought the braids he put in his black, greying mane made him look younger. Though… Fitch always thought his round glasses complete with a metal chain so he could hang it around his neck made him look much older. “That’s… my dad. I know he’s probably brainwashed or whatever, even if he’s still alive, but… please? I haven’t seen him in months,” Fitch said, a note of pleading in his voice, much different from his usual aggressive tone.

Protean

J have R hear Y / Former Director voice in real time from a speaker.

Fe5ter

Action - Remember what happened to you at the bunker while stuffing yourself with donuts. * P remembers Odhran carrying him into the nearby elevator and laying him down. But before Odhran could follow, members of The Platoon begin barging into the elevator as the doors closed. He has a Scottish Accent. * MAD READING - AGENT P:” Man, I wish Odhran was here, I owe him my gratitude for trying to save me. Wait....Odhran? That was GL wasn’t it!? But, then, why dae I ken Odhran’s name, let alone how he looks?! Shit……did he make it out of there?! Is he even still alive?! Fuck, hope he’s dain alright! Kindled or not, I cannae forgive myself if I lose someone I care about! Not again! *Tears stream down P’s face as he gorges himself on a box of donuts he had taken from the shelves to cheer himself up as a reminder of Odhran/GL. His face contorted in anger, Blaming S and C for what happened to him.* Agent P: “S can get tae fuck for all I care! I turned into a himbo thinking with my baws because he blabbed his mouth tae Orlando! Don’t get me started on C going oot on his ain like an eejit! As Oakley he was a right dafty, stupid fucking wankers the pair of them!”

Blade G Shepherd

I will survive *song plays*

innerDesign

THE EARS, MY PRECIOUS BEAR EARS!!! HOW COULD YOU

Steve

Haha. Hey now. I'm not that special. But I appreciate it!

Nooget

That's a big longer than I expected... the abridged version. 1. S's blood gets on your paw, and you enjoy seeing him squirm. 2. R bites S's ear off. He is a hungry boi. 3. He finds out S is chained to the floor, complicating his escape. IF I &amp; J arrive to talk 1. R growls at them threateningly 2. He finally finds out the Director is still alive, sparking some of his old memories and making the cat cry big sloppy tears. IF they come to attack 1. R is enraged and pins Agent I, not giving them a chance to speak 2. CRONCH

Retronicus

Agent @#à[% - At last, after such a long and agonizing wait... ages spent salivating in the dark as you lurked so close, and yet so far from the traitor bear, as if a big wet steak was dangling in front of a hungry beast... you are starving... Finally, alone with your prey... you're gonna enjoy eating him... raw and alive, stuffing yourself with more than just his fat and bone... no, you are going to gorge on his suffering. Feast on every ounce of pain and regret you can wring out of him. His misery would season the flesh, making your long deserved revenge taste so sweet... A little bit of Agent S' blood trickles down the screwdriver and over your paw, how you wish you could pause for just a moment to lick it clean... but one false move and this stupid teddy bear would try to escape, and then you would have to give him the red end early... instead you twist the metal tip with your paw, eliciting a satisfying wince from the bear. You're so close you could stick out your tongue and taste him, the smell of fear and cheap cologne is intoxicating your senses, you whisper to him, "Hisssss.... stupid teddy bear... do you even know... why you deserve this??" You don't wait for him to answer, your fangs chomp into him, ripping, tearing... you've bitten his ear off. You swallow greedily. The taste of meat is good, but the sound the bear makes is orgasmic. You've gotta get your teddy bear outta here, a meal like this is meant to be savored. You yank him upwards to stand and.... fuck!! The fuckers chained him to the radiator!!!... you growl angrily, no matter, you're strong enough to just yank him free, either the wall would break... or his paws... either works, but you'd have to be quick, getting this fat little prey out of here after making so much noise would be much harder. IF Agent I and Agent J stumble into the room... Your eyes go wide as you hear the clicking of door locks. Growling deeply, you have a split second choice to make.... stab the bear in the neck?... your hunter's instinct knows its the sensible thing to do... but... you can't, you're too greedy, you can't just give this traitor, this man who killed your master, a mercifully quick red end... The door swings open and you see the face of some strangers, they're disconcertingly familiar... but you don't remember where you've seen them before. You bare your teeth, spitting some blood in their direction as a warning. If you weren't holding the bear hostage you would have already torn them to shreds. But then they say something that makes your blood chill like ice, your master.... uuurgh... the director... the director!! ...alive? You feel tears are flowing down your cheek. However IF Agent I tries to grapple with Agent R... The cat lets out an angry yowl as he feels the small penguin grab onto him. You're not sure what he expected, this little snack must have no sense of self preservation at all, you feel no pain and are as strong as ten men, this attack was doomed to fail, it has only served to enrage you. With lighting speed you let go of the bear and ram the penguin into the wall, you care not if this one meets a red end quickly... claws digging into his shoulders, you have him pinned, no room to struggle, too close to kick. You lean in and give him a cauterized kiss. *CRONCH*

Retronicus

Okay, this is interesting. Its nice that some agents still recognize him as R hahaha. But how does Agent I know about the deal S was proposing?

Retronicus

U grimly learned of the situation from O and from SSAOB. He was tired, woozy, and blue-balled, but he also felt freedom in his resignation. It was the courage of despair. Remembering the emotional vulnerability that washed over him whenever he was in the presence of a big predator, U decided to test if he could resist the physical attraction. U approached the converted agents BN and H while they dealt with the weapons, and inhaled as deeply but subtly as he could. With a snoutfull of musk, U focused on his emotional state, and readied to try to suppress the arousal if it manifested again. Gesturing towards a carbine, U asked BN, "It looks like we're all in danger here. Do we get to use these too?"

foreverVoyager

O would love to discuss theories on the chips being powered by magic with Allister, but is currently being overwhelmed by feelings of too much guilt to do anything but focus on the mission

Robert Smith

AGENT O- ACTION- Maintain Comm link between survivor groups, with the aim of getting Frank into the bunker. DESCRIPTION- After showing J how to use the link to RK to view cauterised movements, O has an idea- with access to Otis' Black Word, Frank might be able to stabilise the APEX Bunker and stop the corruption signal- and we can find out more about what is going on here, and maybe even where Otis is. DIALOGUE - TO FRANK 'Frank, this is O again. The device you have in your hands might let us get things back online again- and it can get you into the bunker elevator in the hospital, I'll send a location. If nothing else, the bunker is defensible. B is right, L is putty in your hands, so I need you to convince him to let you go there. Tell him there is a cache of guns, and if that doesn't work... I believe in your ability to be extremely charming.' TO RK AND U 'I'm trying to get Frank down into the bunker- he has Otis' Black Word, which can hopefully get the system purged of whatever the PNs did to it. Can you keep the cultists there distracted? Worst comes to worst, let them know you are moving the Candy Demons as reinforcements - we can use this to focus them on the cauterised, not us.' NOTE- If S' MAD chip throws up a Vital Signs warning, one of the things they track, O will prioritise trying to save him by using what S can see- asking Agent I to monitor the situation, as he was patrolling the Store, and might have whipped up a weapon.

Robert Smith

*ninja pengu silently steps out from the closet in the room S and R are in. Having been securing the building he had crawled up into the ceiling. Seen R. And snuck down through the closet. He snuck up on R and pulls him off S.* "R. Listen. The director is alive. He's on the run from cultists and eventually cauterized. But he is alive. S didn't trick you. He really was trying to give you a proper deal."

innerDesign

Action: After being given his orders by O, J begins to work, looking for the safest routes, especially tunnels possibly left behind by Apex for Y to get to the survivors while communicating the location of cauterized and kindled to him and his allies Dialogue: To Y: “Mr. Y? Uhm Sir, can you hear me? This is agent J, here to help you Sir!! I’ll be brief, currently the cauterized are moving into the city, they are very aggressive and will kill on sight, I’ll use this map, thingy to get you to safety! Maybe through the tunnels might be safer? Just gotta look at the red dots” Chip reading: “Oh boy, Y is looking as sexy as ever and he sounds diviiine too, oh Rulk please protect this gorgeous hunk of a man” Optional note: If J finds out about R he is willing to track him and try to communicate with him so that J might try to let him know Y is safe in an attempt to calm R down.

johnarthur0

Things are getting very intense.

Dark627

As he finishes up with helping Sven out, Adam’s muzzle twitches—his heart starts beating faster; beneath the smell of his and his companions’ hot, flushed bodies and the faint smell of the others in the store, there is a new, fresh smell, more potent than anything else: M.A.D. Reading- Citizen YM61: “Blood—! Where— who—?! Even after all that milk, I’m still so hungry... no, focus — FOCUS. Not now. Need to find the source; they might need help.” (Spoken) “Guys, do you smell that? It’s blood and also... burnt flesh? I think someone needs help!” [ACTION/INTENT: Follow the scent of blood (Q's, on S's muzzle) and burnt flesh (the burns on R's fingers) wherever it leads. OOC my intent is to track R and Agent S; I know in-character I wouldn’t know who I’m tracking, but I thought I should specify for clarity’s sake.] --------------------------------- So a lot happened here - the last few panels especially. Thank you for the great update as always BC &lt;3

Adam

Brilliant stuff BC! The ending was great, very curious on what's gonna happen next

Becquerel

My my. Olderich is very lucky. He's been chosen by the fire to be its tool. Great update as always BC! There's so many good things from this. The scene with the Commander and Orrin is so cute. So is King's kindled form!

Zen Furo

Praise be Oldrich Bedemand for he has been picked to do the unbroken will of he that uses the flame to bring order to the world. Oldrich will bring the many sparks to reunite with its grand plans or be burn out as the fools they always were. May the work Oldrich been blessed with go well.

Meanbeard

That Commander and Orrin kiss is absolute perfection 👌

Cid

That ending though…also Orson and Octavius were hella cute in the beginning! Excellent update! Hyped for the next!! 👀👀💦💦

Char

This was amazing! so many questions answered.

Hon3ybazzer

Orson Broyle: Oh? The detectives and I were.. doing somethin.. about going to investigate.. but you're -here- hubby! Look, I'm sure that a group of rather rough characters must have a base or garage to go to -- perhaps something that we'd be able to defend? MAD READING: ORSON BROYLE My head and heart are so light when around him. I can feel something inside burning with desire and need, and.. if I wiggle just right he'll slip his finger right.. on.. in... THERE. Fuck.. How are we gonna travel with everyone? We'd need more cars or bikes. ((EDIT: I just wanted to say that this issue actually made me swoon and my heart flutter a little. I love romance in the middle of horror. I'm totally down for things to continue naturally as wished. If I end up being Candied up, I'm down, if not, that's fine too))

Khorax

Whoa, this is one BIG ASS UPDATE &lt;3 Incredible job BC, simply incredible. Its amazing how you handle so much going on and are able to make all our chaos slide into place like you planned it one hundred moves ahead. Also look at that bluebird, and a burly bunny comando! Snff, makes the platoon proud...

Crowbar

Great update Blazin! I love to see em all shuffling around, looks like the new APEX is being set up and people are making moves! Cant wait to see what that kitty kat has up in their mind

Yoked Coder

Octavius Bunsen Redmire: You know skunky boo, I had a little adventure myself before I met the demons. I went to the manimal store and met this big hamster cutie with an even bigger ass to play with. I had a lot of fun with him... least I think I did. Some things are kinda a blur for some reason. MAD READING: OCTAVIUS BUNSEN REDMIRE: I keep seeing these strange images too. One of that hamster and another panda? Strange, why does that panda seem familiar to me? Octavius Bunsen Redmire: Hey Boss, thanks for bringing me back to my sweet Orson. Still, he's right. We should probably get out of here if those Cauterized punks make their way here. And you don't want your Frankie boo getting hurt either. We've gotta protect our loved ones ya know?

Kageichi

Also Oldrich's original form was someone who regularly used the mansion- it really does feel like an APEX facility. I wonder what he is going to become...

Robert Smith

Great update man amazing as always

Randastasius

Well damn I guess Otis was in the mansion like I thought... it looks like he isn't fully in control right now... The auditory encryption is interesting - I guess the chips can mess with hearing too, or at least the cult is using them to that effect. And looks like APEX have a way to wipe out the town - I wonder how aware they were of the flaws in the chips to start with? And the black word- did Orlando take it off Otis and hide it in the Hospital? If it smells of Otis, that means something... A lot to try and piece together this update, I can't wait to re read, thank you BC as usual!

Robert Smith


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