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Anonymous !obkpuSWh5M Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:27:00 No.103153628 View View Reply Original Report

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So you all think the Sonic fanbase is terrible and couldn;t get worse?I can prove you all wrong.This is total mindfuck.Don't want your brain to be broken?Keep scrolling.Please.

By twisterfiendish on devaintart,here is,

Sonic X Rainbow Dash

Sonic the Hedgehog woke up one morning and stretched, it was a pretty good day. "Ok good morning world!" he said and got some toast and cereal. "I better do some jogging so I can stay in shape, I will probably run 100,000 miles today." so he finished his breakfast with OJ and ran out the door real fast, I'm talking way fast.

"I'm not even breakin a sweat" said Sonic, fast. He was fast going past a bunch of blurs that were probably grass and houses but he couldn't tell because he was going too fast.

Will be continued next post because of retarded long fields.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:28:00 No.103153756 Report

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He turned on his MP3 player to his cool theme music and listened to it as he ran and ran and ran and ran and kept on going until a couple of hours later the music stopped "Oh cool now the batteries are dead cause I forgot to charge them, great!" he stopped to take out his earphones but he looked up and he didn't even know where he was.

Everywhere they were a bunch of rainbows, and there were ponies. This was definitely somewhere else.

"Welcome to Ponyville" said a purple pony and Sonic was like "Whoa, I never heard of that place! Uh nice to meet you I'm Sonic the Hedgehog, fastest guy in the whole universe."

"Ok so have fun!" she said and went some other place. Sonic was walking around looking at all the ponies and wondering where the heck he even was.

"There are a lot of ponies here." he said and then one of the ponies walked up to him and said "Uh whoa, you are a hedgehog or something right?" and Sonic said "Yep I'm Sonic." and te pony said "Well I'm Rainbow Dash so it's very nice to meet you Sonic. What brings you here?"

Sonic thought for a moment and was busy looking at all the rainbow colors on Rainbow Dash. "Uh..." he said, distraction "I was just doing a morning jog of 100,000 miles but I went too far because I was listening to my theme songs, but I only stoped because my MP3 player ran out of batteries. Why is this place full of ponies?"

"I don't know actually but it's a lot of fun. You are kind of cute for a hedgehog, hee hee hee" she said, blushing.

"Uh..." said Sonic, "You are pretty cute for a pony I guess..." he blushed as well and hoped she didn't notice.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:29:00 No.103153807 Report

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i like where this thread is going....

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:29:00 No.103153866 Report

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"So what is it like where you live?" she asked.

"It's pretty cool except when the day needs saving, that's when I have to get some power-ups and defeat evil or some kind of extreme force against the world, which is sometimes, but not so much so it's mostly alright." he said.

"Everything is magic and friendship over here, we are pretty peaceful but sometimes stuff gets kinda crazy!"

"WHOA OH NO GUYS COME QUICK ITS A FIRE!" said a pink pony telling everyone. "THERE ARE LITTLE PONIES TRAPPED INSIDE THAT HOUSE, SOMEBODY SAVE THEM!"

"Oh no! We'd better do something!" shouted Rainbow Dash.

Sonic ran fast yelling "I'm saving you kids!" into the house, but the fire was pretty hot and there was already a bunch of smoke everywhere. He looked through the house fast but he was coughing and it was hard to see. He found one of the ponies in a corner and picked him up and ran outside and put him down. "Ok there lil' bro your safe now! Who else is inside?"

"Two of my friends and my sister quick save them!" he said and so Sonic was running back in fast but the house was close to falling over so Rainbow Dash ran in with him.

"Sonic there's no time, we have to split up! Go upstairs and look for them I'll look downstairs" he said "Ok!" and ran up to do it. He almost fell into the next floor because of breaking boards but he really carefully walked over the burning floor to look for the other pony. He heard someone crying nearby so he looked around and saw it was coming from a closet, he opened the door and there was the pony.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:31:00 No.103154060 Report

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"I'm scared help!" said the pony and Sonic said "*cough* don't worry I'm here to *cough* save you." and picked up the pony and turned to run out but the floor broke and there was a huge whole. "Time to do a Super Sonic Spin!" he said and spun around real fast in place before totally launching over the gap and running down and outside.

Rainbow dash flew outside with another pony and set him down. "There's still one more inside!"

Sonic ran back inside before he even got a chance to breath some fresh air and looked all over the place for the other pony, then finally found her under a bunch of broken boards, still alive. "Ok I gotcha!" he said, really carefully taking the pony out of the boards and running otuside. He handed the pony to rainbow dash before falling over onconscious.

Later when he woke up he was at the pony hospital getting oxygen. He did a flip and was standing up on the bed totally OK. He saw Rainbow Dash was right there.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:31:00 No.103154090 Report

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SKIP TO THE FUCKING

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:35:00 No.103154384 Report

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that it?

Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:36:00 No.103154555 Report

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NOT
FUCKING
VIDYA

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:37:00 No.103154672 Report

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Later when he woke up he was at the pony hospital getting oxygen. He did a flip and was standing up on the bed totally OK. He saw Rainbow Dash was right there.

"Whoa I was totally worried you weren't going to make it, I'm so glad your Ok!!!" she said giving him a huge hug.

"Ack careful or I'm gonna run out of air again!" he said totally surprised. "Are the kids ok"

"Yep there fine, that last pony just got knocked on the head she's fine. We're totally heroes! Princess Celestia wants to give us both medals!"

"Um who is that." asked Sonic

"She's really important. This is pretty big."

"Oh ok. So let's go get some medals!" he said, running out of the hospital with Rainbow Dash following.

MEANWHILE...

Doctor Robotnik was beating his head against a wall.

"Curse that hedgehog! I was going to burn down that town with my Ultra Long Range Lazor Gun and destroy all the cursed ponies living there in order to sell the real estate to get more money for evil projects to rule the world! Why is he always getting in the way of my evil plans???"

"Um excuse me boss" said a robot "they are giving him a hero medal for saving the ponies, everyone will be at the ceremony, if you attacked them at the ceremony then I think you could destroy them all at the same time."

"No that won't-........ wait a second, that is a brilliant idea! You get a Prrrrrrromotion!" said the evil Doctor.

"Oh yay!"

"Get ready, it is time to prepare... the Robo-War-Machine!"

BACK IN PONYVILLE...

All the ponies were lined up and chatting about the two new heroes , and there was a huge red rug rolled out for Rainbow Dash and Sonic to walk down.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:39:00 No.103154814 Report

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NO, SRSLY, SKIP TO WHERE THEY FUCK

OR SOMEONE POST THE SPONGEBOB/SQUIDWARD RAPE-TORTURE-MURDER STORY

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:40:00 No.103154928 Report

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Oh man oh man oh man this is so cool!" said Rainbow Dash.

"Uh that's a lot of ponies." said Sonic.

A bunch of trumpets went off and then Princess Celestia appeared. Sonic and Rainbow Dash walked forward and then stopped at the front.

"For your brave deeds, Ponyville would like to give each of you a medal for your bravery. Thank you." she said, and was about to give them there medals but it suddenly got really dark.

Everyone turned and saw a giant sphere blocking the sun. It opened up in about 90 holes all over the front and started blasting out flying drones with turret machine guns, and they started shooting. Lazor cannons popped out of the holes as well and started to blast everything, mostly buildings and plants.

Everyone started running in panic.

"ROBOTNIK!" yelled Sonic. "He was probably the one that started that fire! C'mon Rainbow Dash, fly me up there so I can get inside that machine and stop him from destorying this place!"

Sonic jumped on Rainbow Dash and she flew him up past all the bullets and lazors over to the giant Robo-War-Machine floating in front of the sun. She dodged a bunch of lazors, went right over it, and Sonic jumped off of her, flipped in the air, and went falling down onto it with a huge spin motion.

But he couldn't break the outside of the robot and just crashed. Robotnik was looking at him through a camera and laughing "Ha ha ha ha, he can't break this armor, I used titanium!"

"OW, how am I gonna get inside this thing?" Sonic said.

Rainbow Dash kicked one of the lazor cannons right out of the hole and there was an opening. "Try this! I'll destroy some more of these lazors to distract him, you get in and gfinish im off!" she said and flew off to fight.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:41:00 No.103155129 Report

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Sonic ran in through the hole while Robotnik just sat in his chair with a big smile on his face watching hos lazors and robots destroy the ponies.

Sonic found him. "Aha Dr. Idiot, I got inside your robot!"

"Oh very good Sonic, your just in time to watch your little friends get EXPLODED INTO PIECES HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Not if I stop you!"

"Oh that won't be happening." he said as two big robot arms grabbed Sonic's legs and arms.

"What! Grrrr" said Sonic as he tried to escape. "You won't get away with this!"

"Oh yes I will! and when Ponyville is destroyed, I am selling it to a big company who will build shopping malls and gas stations all over the place, and with that money I will make the most powerful scheme ever to rule the world! And now you can't stop me! HA HA HA HA HA!"

Rainbow Dash destroyed another lazor cannon before wondering "Hmm, Sonic should have stopped this machine by now, he must be in trouble!" so she flew into the Robo-War-Machine and found Sonic trapped. "Hold on I'll get you outta there!" she said and knocked the arms loose. Sonic broke out and grinned at Robotnik.

"What, ponies can fly???" he said backing up. "Arg, I'll just destroy you all!" he said, punching a self-destruct button. He ran into an egg-shaped pod and it shot out of the giant robot. "Goodbye Sonic, forever! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Everything started shaking and a timer set off for 2 minutes.

"It's gonna explode and destroy everything!" said Sonic. "We have to get it out of here!"

"The controls don't work!" said Rainbow Dash after punching a bunch of buttons.

"We're just gonna have to knock it away, c'mon!" he jumped out of the robot and Rainbow Dash flew out and caught him before landing and setting him down.

"Hit it as hard as you can." he said, spinning around really fast to build up energy.

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Teacup !obkpuSWh5M Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:42:00 No.103155178 Report

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:42:00 No.103155249 Report

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"You both saved all of us this time! You're pretty good heroes!" So she gave them both TWO medals each.

"Whoa cool, I'm a Double Hero." said Sonic.

"OHMYGOSH TWO HERO MEDALS?!" said Rainbow Dash "EEEEEEEEE!!" then she tackled Sonic. "We're heroes!"

"Oof, yeah we really showed that Robotnik and you were way fast, I don't think I ever met anyone that was that fast before." said Sonic.

"Me neither..." said Rainbow Dash, pausing.

"..."

"..."

"Could you get off of me?" asked Sonic.

"Oh right." said Rainbow Dash getting off of Sonic. "Sooo... do you have a girlfriend?"

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:43:00 No.103155324 Report

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Sonic blushed, shocked. "Uh, nope... why?"

"No reason."

"..."

"..."

"...Yes you can be my girlfriend-"

She tackled him again "We will be the fastest boyfriend and girlfriend combo ever!"

"Ha ha totally! But uh, give me one second because I have to make a phone call real quick, they we can go out on a date or something..."

.........................................................

Amy Rose got home from buying groceries. She put away all the ingredients and went to check her missed phone calls.

"Beep, you have one voice mail." said her answering machine.

"Hey Amy," she heard Sonic say on the message. "listen I just dumped you for a cool new girlfriend who is WAY faster then you and also more cool, and also she's a pony. I'm just letting you know so uh ok bye! I have to start dating her now! *Click*"

Amy froze for a moment then went into her kitchen and got two containers of ice cream, sat on her couch, and started eating them with her hands.
.........................................................

Sonic was at a diner with Rainbow Dash, and they had both ordered a milkshake. Sonic was talking about his buddy Tails.

"...and I don't know how he does it but he spins his tails around real fast and he can fly, I sort of get confused how they don't just tangle up but keep on going like a plain propeller and get him into the air like that." he said.

"Whoa yeah that's kind of confusing. My friends aren't like that at all."

"And I've got this other buddy Knuckles who has spikes on his fists. He's great at breaking things up but he doesn't really get along real great all the time."

There milkshake came and they both started drinking it, just looking at each other, totally in love.

"You are like, so fast Sonic." said Rainbow Dash.

"You're totally fast Rainbow Dash." said Sonic.

END.Will be awnsering questions after this post.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:45:00 No.103155454 Report

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:45:00 No.103155498 Report

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JUST FUCK ALREADY

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:46:00 No.103155596 Report

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DebianTart does it yet again!

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:46:00 No.103155614 Report

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there are no words to express how I feel after reading this

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:46:00 No.103155655 Report

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The three of them decided to have a pee party. Sonic hands his uncle and tails a nice full bottle of pee. "Cheers" they say in unison. They start to drink the first one slowly. They have there eyes closed trying to get to use to the taste. After a couple of minutes they start to enjoy the taste. After drinking a couple of bottles they all have to pee.

"Hey I got an idea" says Tails. "What is it" asks Sonic. "Why don't we pee in the bottles and hand them off to someone or we could pee in each other mouths" says Tails. "Sound good lets do that and tails move your face to my dick because I got to pee" says Sonic. "Alright I will" says Tails with a grin on his face.

Tails moves his body and bends down in front of Sonic. Tails has a beer bottle in his hand and lines it up with his dick. Tails opens his mouth to let Sonic golden fountain go into him. Sonic starts peeing at Tails. Sonic teases him by peeing at his face and then finally pees right in Tailless mouth. While this was going on Tails pees right in the beer bottle and fills the whole bottle up. After they finished peeing Tails gets up and hands the beer bottle to Sonic.

"I want you to drink this" says Tails. "Alright since I just peed on you and in your mouth" says Sonic. Sonic drinks the whole bottle while Tails stares at him licking his lips. The pee party continues on for a couple more hours till all the bottles were empty.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:47:00 No.103155711 Report

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>>103153756
>fastest guy in the whole universe.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:47:00 No.103155731 Report

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>>103154814
They don't fuck,sadly.
>>103154555
It involves sonic.
Duh.

Picture:Fanart of the person's recolour in pony form.2 terrible things combine.

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That Guy Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:48:00 No.103155790 Report

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FUCK YOU OP

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:48:00 No.103155834 Report

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>>103155655
Please continue.
Love,OP.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:49:00 No.103155953 Report

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B5Q5gaIu7tU&autoplay=1

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:49:00 No.103155975 Report

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The real terrible thing about this is the writing. It's worse than abysmally terrible.
If you haven't accepted Ponies yet though, you need to grow up a bit.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:49:00 No.103156001 Report

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Hey guise.OP here.

If you want this to be archived,vote.I've already put it up.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:50:00 No.103156033 Report

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>>103155655
The next day and a half sonic spent his time exploring the whole forest and didn't see or here anything about Eggman. Sonic opens the door and sees tails sucking off his uncle. Uncle chuck is in shock seeing tails and him this way. Uncle chuck couldn't work up the courage to blow his load right in his nephew best friend mouth. I'll let you two finish what you were doing and I have some stuff to do before I go says Sonic. The rest of the day was spent with Sonic finishing up unfinished business. Sonic didn't want to forget about Tails and some of the other villagers who have helped him out countless times.

It turned out they just wanted to suck his cock or let him bang them. Sonic went to his uncle house and tails wasn't there anymore. Chuck where did Tails go asks Sonic. He went back to his place and said he would be waiting for you there says chuck. Sonic was wishing tails was still here so he and his uncle could double team him at the same time. Sonic then goes to Tailless house and has sex with him for the rest of the day. For little did they both know this would be the last time they are together this way.

Good bye pal I hope you have a good time in Pouncefield says Tails. Good bye buddy I'll miss you and I'll see you when I get back from there says Sonic. They both went into each other arms and hugged while tears were coming down there faces.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:51:00 No.103156194 Report

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God damn.
Only a year or so, and the Pony fags gotten worse than the Sonic fags and Pokemon fags?

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:52:00 No.103156335 Report

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>>103154814
ask and you shall get.

"P-please don't touch me there, Squidward. Please . . .?" He shuddered as his neighbor fingered the front of his underwear. Squidward, of course, didn't obey the bleeding, crying sponge, letting his hand trail into the young male's underwear, grabbing his cock smoothly. "Feels good, hmm?" SpongeBob gasped, face flushing red. The pain in his wrist and nose seemed to ebb away as his coworker stroked him, taking his time with each touch. "Y-yes," SpongeBob whispered, biting his bottom lip to keep from moaning. "Yes . . .i-it . . . it feels wrong, but . . . but . . ." "You like it, don't you?" SpongeBob groaned softly, Squidward's hand moving more insistently now, clammy suction cups against the sponge's swollen length nearly throwing the yellow boy over the edge completely. "Y-yes," SpongeBob nodded, breath hitching. "I . . . I like it . . ." Squidward chuckled. "Good." He continued his movements, smoothly using his other hand to unsheathe yet another knife, blade small, serrated, sharpened. "I'm glad you're enjoying this," He worked his hand faster than, the hand holding the dagger tightening a bit as he spoke his next words. "If you cum, I'm cutting your cock off."

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:54:00 No.103156564 Report

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A face turned in confused pleasure quickly turned into a face of just plain confusion "W-What?" Yellow sponge gasped, not like he ever heard the term 'cock' before, but he figured it had to do with the body part Squidward was messing with. "You heard me, I spoke clearly." Turquoise eyelids lowered in concentration. Cue long pause. "But...But why? What did I do? If its because I annoy you really I can just leave!" A small chuckle, "You did nothing, nothing you could have controlled rather, and why? Well, in a bit you won't be thinking of why I'm doing it anyway so there really is no point in telling you." Silence, pure silence once the words escape the squids mouth. Slow hand movement, thrusting up and down tenderly, slowly he gained momentum. Spongebob shifted slightly and moaned, having no idea how to stop this from happening. "P-Please Squidward! Don't...Please don't hurt me." Whispered words between gasps and moans. A small chuckle was all he received as an answer. Continually thrusting, finally the squid smirked before he rubbed his tentacle gently a few times over the head of Spongebob's man(boy?)hood. The boy thrusted up slightly, being he was tied to a chair, and moaned loudly before falling back down. "Oh, games over already?" Small black eyebrow raised up in curiosity. A whimper was his only reply. "Ah well, I guess its time then."

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:55:00 No.103156613 Report

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>>103156335
OH GOD WHY

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:56:00 No.103156717 Report

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>>103156564
Voice spoken calmly, a tinge of something else in it though. "P-Please don't do-" Cut off shortly but a piercing pain, one he had never felt before in his life. The knife cut slowly, painfully slowly, blood gushed out foreignly, splattering on Squidwards hands. A sharp gasp was all that could manage to come from the sponge's lips, face turned pale as his eyes rolled back, body limp. "You're still breathing." The blue squid muttered as he walked to the kitchen to grab a cloth, slowly he walked back toward the fragile sponge and quickly put it on as a tourniquet. "Hm, if you didn't like that then you're certainly not going to like what comes next." He mumbled, brown eyes glazed over slightly as if in a daze. He quickly stood back up and made sure his neighbor was securely tied up, he also made sure all the doors and windows were locked. He exited the room the sponge was in before quickly locking it from the outside, he walked over toward the bathroom. "I might as well get clean." He sighed before smirking at himself in the mirror. "Well, you finally took that first step Squiddy, now, you can finally break the sponge, then and only then will you be able to fix him." He chuckled. "This will be fun..." He whispered before turning the water on.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:57:00 No.103156840 Report

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>>103156717
The water caressed Squidward's body with the intimacy of a long lost lover, curving down every inch of his pale aqua skin. He shuddered, a soft moan escaping his lips, though his arousal had little to do with the shower and more to do with the deed he'd just committed. The game was officially started now. No, more than started. He had a very good lead so far. Funny how he had to continually remind himself of that fact. He hadn't anticipated the rush that would follow dismembering SpongeBob like that. That feeling of the knife slipping into trepid yellow skin, breaking the surface with a soft squish. Orgasmic. Absolutely orgasmic. Squidward chuckled, wrapping a bloody tentacle around his own cock now, stroking in time to his laughter. That look on SpongeBob's face right before he'd sliced, too. Priceless. He'd known he'd enjoy this, but he hadn't expected it to turn him on quite as much as it had. He pulled his hand off his cock, hastily turning off the faucet and stepping out of the tub, wrapping the towel around his waist without bothering to dry himself. He was much too insane to sexually satisfy himself. No, SpongeBob would work perfectly well in this situation. Squidward licked his lips, stinging his tongue with the taste of shower water and dried blood. Huh, guess he hadn't washed himself too well after all. Ah well, it would be a reminder. Not that he needed any more reminding.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:58:00 No.103156914 Report

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>>103156840
He stepped out of the bathroom, reaching for the door separating him from his reality project. SpongeBob couldn't black out. Couldn't pass out. Couldn't sleep, couldn't fade away, couldn't do anything. All he could do was cry. Shiver and cry and hurt. Oh god, did it hurt. He moaned, shoulders slumping forward as he sobbed, each tremble of his thighs bringing yet another jolt of pain. Pain. Squidward had hurt him. Really physically hurt him. Tears slid down flushed cheeks, SpongeBob barely able to comprehend this. Yes, he'd known deep down that he annoyed Squidward, but . . . but . . . He gasped for breath, sobbing harder than he'd realized. Squidward hated him. HATED him. That was almost as awful as the feeling that knife had brought him. No, that had hurt worse. Having body parts removed, flesh torn away, but . . . but . . . oh god, Squidward hated him. Squidward hated SpongeBob. And SpongeBob loved Squidward so much. Had always loved him. Adored and admired and idolized. How could this be happening? After all the love SpongeBob gave? Was his love not enough? The door creaked open, revealing the toweled Squidward. SpongeBob gasped softly, unable to stop crying, stop hurting, stop loving, even as Squidward stepped closer to him. "Awww, was I too rough on you?" Squidward cooed, voice unbelievably cruel, careful calmness eroded now. SpongeBob's eyes widened, flesh tingling the closer Squidward stepped. "What's wrong, SpongeBob? Don't you like what you see?" SpongeBob whimpered. "S-Squidward, I-I n-need to go to the hospital."

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 07:59:00 No.103156994 Report

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>>103156914
Squidward rolled his eyes. "Oh please, SpongeBob, I barely touched you." He reached out, stroking SpongeBob's face smoothly, suction cups grinding against the scabbed cut on his cheek, breaking the flesh open once more. Pus and blood dribbled down SpongeBob's jaw. "Trust me, darling, you'll be beyond the need for hospitals by the time I'm through with you." "W-What do you mean?" SpongeBob couldn't fight Squidward off as the octopus untied him, flipping him around before rebinding him. SpongeBob groaned, face pressed into the chair with his ass facing up, completely exposed for Squidward's pleasure. "You may no longer be a man, Sponge, but I think I'm still going to fuck you like one." Then, amending, "Well, fuck you like a bitch, anyway." He laughed once more. Cruelty was easier than calmness, although he truly felt no hatred towards the sponge. In fact, as far as Squidward was concerned, he was only doing this because he loved SpongeBob. Loved him enough to present him with the gift of reality.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:00:00 No.103157123 Report

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>>103156994
"Well, that was a nice date," Mindy smiled, nuzzling against Patrick's arm. The starfish sighed, yanking his arm away from the mermaid. "Yeah, well, whatever, I guess." She batted her eyelashes, pouting her lips a bit. "Anything else you have planned for the night?" "Uhhh . . ." A bit of drool trailed down Patrick's chin, his eyes dull. "Nah. Going home." "Want me to walk yo—" "I DON'T LIKE YOU!" He snapped, scowling. "Jeez, Mindy, back off already. I mean, you're hot and everything, but you're just so boring. All you talk about it "books" and "the theatre" and "ruling the sea". So what?" He turned away, heading towards his house, leaving a shocked and brokenhearted princess behind him. He'd rather talk to SpongeBob any day. . . . SpongeBob. The star paused in his walk, eyes widening a bit. SpongeBob. Now there was an interesting conversationist. And he was pretty cute to boot. Oh . . . oh Neptune, what was happening? Why were Patrick's pants suddenly feeling so incredibly tight? And why was his heart beating so fast? And why was he suddenly running home, eager to reinvite his best friend over for that sleepover he'd idiotically canceled? Did the whys really matter? He shivered a bit, going into his rock and tossing his date clothes off, rubbing a pink thumb against the head of his cock teasingly before redressing in his purple and green shorts. Did this look good enough? Neptune, why did he even care if he looked good enough? It was just SpongeBob.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:01:00 No.103157209 Report

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>>103157123
The name sent shivers down Patrick's non-existent spine and yet another pump of blood to his painfully engorged cock. How had this happened, this sudden adoration for SpongeBob? SpongeBob . . . oh damn, another shudder, a pleasured moan. It tickled his lips, buzzed pleasantly through his mind. He didn't know how this happened, no, and honestly at this point it didn't matter. He needed to find SpongeBob. Now. Where was . . . oh, right! Squidward's house, duh. Patrick smiled, stepping out of his rock and approaching the Easter Island head that was his neighbor's home. If he didn't get his feelings out now, surely he'd go crazy.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:01:00 No.103157276 Report

Quoted By: >>103157388 >>103164281

>>103157209
SpongeBob hadn't realized it was possible to hurt any further than he already did, but he'd been wrong. Horribly wrong. He writhed, screaming as Squidward shoved his cock in and out of him. Grunts and groans of pleasure mixing with the sobs and sniffles from SpongeBob, the sharp slap of dry bodies grinding and penetrating echoing through the room. The octopus may have physically been in ecstasy, but mentally he was already piecing together his next move. True, rape was all well and good, but how could he destroy SpongeBob's sense of reality further? He had to hurt SpongeBob deeply, deeper than himself. After all, the yellow boy was a selfless guy. He placed others' needs before his own. But who was most important? True, Squidward understood that SpongeBob was in love with him, but there were other forms of love, after all. Funny. The idea of shattering others to shatter SpongeBob hadn't occurred to Squidward until this moment. It angered the cephalopod that he'd left this idea unturned, forcing his thrusts to quicken all the more, to tear into the sponge's virginal flesh rougher. More blood gushed from the ever-breaking SpongeBob, wails of desperation filling the small space in a crescendo of absolute agony. The idea berated Squidward, echoing and taunting. Break SpongeBob, rebuild him, break him through someone else. Break him by proxy. Proxy, who could be the proxy? Who meant the most to SpongeBob? Why wasn't it occurring to Squidward? He growled, thrusting harder. Fuzzy, everything was growing fuzzy in his rage.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:03:00 No.103157388 Report

Quoted By: >>103157509 >>103164281

>>103157276
And then, just like that, clarity. In the form of a knock on the door. Squidward paused, pulling out of the bleeding and crying SpongeBob. Who would knock on the door now? He pulled away, exiting the windowless room and stepping down the stairs, not bothering to redress as he opened the front door. Patrick. Squidward couldn't help smiling, hand on his hip as he eyed the starfish. Patrick. Patrick Star. Patrick Proxy. SpongeBob's best friend. His oldest friend. His most important friend. Essentially, SpongeBob's everything. Squidward laughed, not caring how odd this must look to Patrick. A naked, blood-covered Squidward, laughing in the doorway. Time to invite the little sacrificial lamb in, Squidward supposed. Time to truly get to some hard core heartbreak. Time to show SpongeBob how much love could really hurt.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:03:00 No.103157417 Report

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Fuck you, Dash is a lesbian.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:04:00 No.103157509 Report

Quoted By: >>103157593

>>103157388
He gripped tightly to fat pink flesh. "S-Squidward?" There was no fear in the starfish's voice, Squidward noticed, just curiosity. Too trusting of his neighbor, too ignorant to realize the intentions of said neighbor. Pathetic, unrealistic to harbor such fake emotions, such drawn on stupidity. Squidward didn't care enough to show this one reality, no no no, this one was born in ignorance, and would die in it. "Come in." It wasn't a question, it was a demand softened by a kind tone. Fake tone. "Okay." That damn trust, any real being would know to turn the other way from someone with blood all over them, with the wild dead eyes. Once guided in Squidward quickly locked the door and looked over at the pink boy. It was a slight change of his ideal plan, if he didn't analyze every single possibility, he would have been stuck, but he had thought of this and an easy solution to it. He finally grabbed a rope while Patrick was looking around the room, curiosity painted on his face as he saw blood spots around the room. Squidward quickly gripped tightly again to the wrists of the starfish, tying them before the lazy but strong boy could react. "Now, Patrick, you're going to listen to me and do as I say, or you won't live very long." The kind tone had completely left the aqua blue mans voice, which morphed into a numb almost dark sound. "W-What?" Fear edging its way into the voice of Patrick, at least he would have a real emotion before death got to him.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:04:00 No.103157558 Report

Quoted By: >>103157831

>Amy froze for a moment then went into her kitchen and got two containers of ice cream, sat on her couch, and started eating them with her hands.

Am I the only one laughing my ass off at this bit?

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:05:00 No.103157593 Report

Quoted By: >>103157640

>>103157509
"I didn't heisitate when I spoke." The squid paused as he roughly carried the pink boy to the sponge. "Spongebob!" Patrick yelled as he saw the pale yellow, bloody sponge. "P-Patrick?" Hope filled the bright blue eyes, such a fake emotion overwhelming the young boy. Squidward was almost happy to break the unrealistic emotions, he quickly grabbed a knife from a nearby desk and looked over at Patrick. "Let me word this clearly, I want you to rape Spongebob." His words were painfully clear and blunt. Patrick stared in stunned silence before shaking his head, stupid determination. "No, I won't!" He yelled. Squidward sighed lightly, he looked down at his feet before smirking lightly. "I told you, do as I say." He paused as he brought the knife to the boys chest, pressing down hard and slitting through the skin to the other side, listening to the pleasant sound of the boys scream. "Or you won't live very long." "P-Patrick...Please...D-Do as he says...I can't lose you..." The sponge spoke in a raspy voice, eyes weak from pain and being tired. "Spongebob...I uh...Can't! That would hurt you." Patrick may be dumb, but he knew sexual terms, his eyes wide in fear. "Patrick, your naïve friend is being smart for once, I'd suggest you listen to him." The squid spoke in a deviantly slow tone as he quickly took the starfish's pants off. "I-I don't want to hurt him!" Patrick cried, as Squidward harshly rubbed his manhood, erecting it beyond the others wishes. "Please don't make me-" "Do it now, or you're dead." Voice deadly serious. "Pat, its okay, do w-what he says..." The sponge muttered. Patrick looked down as his eyes watered slightly, he walked toward Spongebob and grabbed gently onto his shoulders, positioning himself to the sponges lower hole. "I'm sorry, Spongebob." He whispered as he finally penetrated the boy.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:05:00 No.103157640 Report

Quoted By: >>103157710

>>103157593
The yellow sponge gasped in pain, too hurt to scream or cry, closing his eyes tightly as the starfish pulled out and back in, getting a reluctant rhythm before cumming quickly. Squidward sighed. "Damn, you both are fast." Patrick pulled away quickly and sobbed, Spongebob just moaned in pain. "Spongebob," Squidward started as he slowly got toward Patrick. "Has anyone close to you ever died?" He asked quietly. The yellow sponge sighed in agony. "N-No..." He hiccuped. "Well, now you will." At those words Spongebobs head shot up. Squidward quickly reared his tentacle with the knife back before aiming it back toward the starfish and shoving it in his chest, directly to the heart. Patrick gasped before his pink skin turned almost white as his eyes rolled to the back of his head, he fell hard on the cold concrete floor, he gave one final deep breath before he stopped breathing completely. "Patrick!" Spongebob screamed, before his breath slowly progressed to hyperventilation, his eyes wide in fear and shock, not being able to believe his best friend just died, his mind trying desperately to block the memory, the defense mechanism in his mind being shattered from trying to block it so hard. This was the full beginning, he was finally beginning to understand real feelings, reality. The squid couldn't help but grin at the boy, this would be an interesting trip to reality.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:06:00 No.103157710 Report

Quoted By: >>103157822

>>103157640
Did he remember Squidward Tentacles? He remembered the insecure classmate, yes. The knobby knee'd freshman with the bright red eyes and the soft yellow hair. He remembered the carefully scripted repertoire they'd maintained throughout the years, remembered every insult thrown and every received. Yes. Yes, he remembered Squidward Tentacles in that sense, the glossy outer shell, the model of what could have been, what never could be. Did he remember Squidward Tentacles, the reality? Did he remember their first meeting, their true first meeting? Not in high school, as both steadfastly maintained, but there? Antiseptic, clinical, the nightmare of adults. No child should have had to grow up with that. He certainly should not have grown up in that environment. And as far as he was concerned, he hadn't. Locked the memories away, forgetting about the medication rounds and the surveillance. "Danger to himself," They'd whispered about him. "Danger to others," They'd whispered about Squidward. Funny. And Squidward had always considered him a force to be reckoned with, at least in high school. Strange that Squidward played the role of fear, when he was the one with the true reason to be afraid. He. Squilliam Fancyson. He was the one who should have been afraid of Squidward. But he wasn't. Not because he was noble and brave, no. Honestly he was so good at hiding that he'd forgotten himself. No, the richer of the two cephalopods didn't remember their extensive stays at St. Catherine's Children's Lockdown Unit. Psych Ward. Whatever the true name had been.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:07:00 No.103157753 Report

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GODDAMNIT SONIC FAGS STOP FUCKING UP MY PONIES

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:07:00 No.103157822 Report

Quoted By: >>103157898

>>103157710
He didn't remember screaming and punching at the walls and wishing for his mommy to just take him home. He didn't remember the shots of tranquilizers. He didn't remember the meds forcefed to him. And as far as he was concerned, the scars he had on his arms were from some mild childhood accident, not from restraints to keep him from…no, not hurting the nurses, but hurting himself. Self-harm. He, Squilliam Fancyson, the ultimate narcissist (or so he could play, well enough to fool even himself), was a risk to himself. To himself. Not to others. No, he wouldn't-couldn't hurt anyone else. Not physically. Hell, barely emotionally. Superficial insults, yes. Actual ruination of one's life? No. But Squidward… Squilliam squirmed in the backseat of his limo, eyes clouded over as vague memories danced in his mind. Memories he couldn't grasp and, even upon grasping, couldn't believe or truly understand. Bic lighters and pranks which went beyond normal levels of childhood. Screams and begs for the nurses to switch roommates, to exchange the scene, the situation. Burns in spots no one would check, scratches which could be played off as yet another suicide attempt, another thing Squilliam did wrong. Blame the victim, keep him around longer. Long enough to know better than to remember any of it. And so he didn't. Squilliam just didn't. Willful disassociation with his childhood trauma. Which explained why he was going over to Squidward's house right now. Not armed with premonition or a necessity to do good. Not as a savior to a victim he had yet to meet. No. He was going to Squidward's for one reason and one reason only. It was Tuesday.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:08:00 No.103157831 Report

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>>103157558
NNNNNope.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:08:00 No.103157898 Report

Quoted By: >>103158002

>>103157822
It was Tuesday. The thought entered his head seconds before Squilliam actually arrived. "You killed him! Oh god, oh god, Squidward…Squidward, how could you…you killed…? Oh god, Patrick! PATRICK!" SpongeBob couldn't gain control of himself, flailing on the melted pieces of his broken heart. Tuesday. The day of the week. Concentrating and slowing time as he fixated. Tuesday. Who came over every Tuesday? The doorbell rings and memory was jogged. Squilliam. Of course. Squilliam fucking Fancyson. Squidward's lips twitched in delight. This was one visitor Squidward had counted on, even if he'd put the idea on the back burner, just in case. Unlike Patrick, this was completely planned. Completely counted on. Expected. "I hate you!" SpongeBob screamed. "I HATE YOU!" "Shut the fuck up, SpongeBob," Squidward spoke wearily, despite the newfound pep in his step. "J-Just kill me already. Please!" "You stay quiet," Squidward muttered as the doorbell rang once again. "Don't tell me what to do!" Amazing the sudden ruthlessness SpongeBob tried to convey, now that something he'd truly loved had been taken from him. No, two somethings. Patrick and Squidward, in a sense. SpongeBob had lost the illusion of who Squidward Tentacles was. Lost the beauty of the façade, replaced with cold cunning and brutal indifference. Impressive as SpongeBob's emotions were, however, he needed him to shut up. At least for the moment. Right now, Squidward had a guest to entertain. "You shut the fuck up," Squidward stroked the sponge's crying face, before cooing softly, "Or I'll kill whoever's outside." That certainly silenced the kindhearted boy. Yellow flesh paled, lower lip trembling. "Like you killed Patrick?" "Mhm! So just stay quiet, deary. This won't take long." He walked out of the room, still blood soaked, but facially sound.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:09:00 No.103157983 Report

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>>103154555
>sonic
>not vidya
nice trips though

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:10:00 No.103158002 Report

Quoted By: >>103158065

>>103157898
Calm, vaguely annoyed expression as he finally got to the front door. Squilliam was predictable as always, barely waiting for the door to open before pouncing onto Squidward. Pouncing before grimacing in distaste, pulling away. "Ew, Squiddy, what did you do to yourself?" "Why are you here?" Squilliam blinked, forgetting to appear disgusted by Squidward's appearance, momentarily appearing hurt before grinning, careful confidence resumed. "I needed a release. And who better than to help me out than the boy that was voted most likely to—" "Suck eggs in high school, yeah, I get it." Leave it to Squilliam to fixate on high school, the one time Squidward had allowed him freedom, allowed his ego to flourish and develop and placate. High school. The meeting place as they both insisted to anyone who cared to listen. Squilliam insisting as, well, probably as a coping mechanism. And Squidward? Because it was fun to fuck with expectations. Fun to fuck with society as a whole. Fun to fuck with Squilliam especially. Ex-suicidal octopus's fragile psyche little more than a chew toy for Squidward's incisors to mash and chew and tease. "Jeez, no reason to bite my head off." Fitting for the chew toy to talk about biting. Yes, Squilliam was definitely Squidward's. His first true possession, honestly. Broken and trained, clear in his cracking confidence. Which was why Squidward honestly didn't plan on killing him. At least not thus far in his plan. Though things did pop up unexpectedly (things which Squidward, of course, had long thought out, all possibilities clearly planned and marked). But really, what use was breaking someone who was already broken? Yes, Squilliam was good for the occasional quick Tuesday bang.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:10:00 No.103158065 Report

Quoted By: >>103158131

>>103158002
And he'd certainly been fun to toy with back in their institutional days. Toy with and ultimately shatter. But now, pieces glued precariously and memories locked away, Squilliam was teetering on nervous breakdown status on a constant basis. He was damaged goods. No reason to even throw him away. That would be too merciful. Funner still to keep him alive, keep him dancing and thriving when he'd much rather shrivel and sleep.
It was amusing how easily people bought into the theory that Squilliam was selfish, self-absorbed, egotistical and independent, while Squidward was all depression and angst, victimized by a society who couldn't understand someone of such artistic values. Artistic values… shit! The paintings!

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:11:00 No.103158131 Report

Quoted By: >>103158210

>>103158065
"Why are all your paintings knocked down?" Squilliam roamed the small living space slowly, taking in the blankness of walls. "I…" Squilliam didn't honestly care, swirling around and kissing Squidward once, then a second time, lingering then. "Really, Squiddy, what's on you?" There it was. That needy voice. That was what Squidward wanted. "Blood." A flash of fear before that unibrow wiggled in delight. "I didn't realize you were such a sexual deviant." Faking as though he didn't believe, as though he didn't find Squidward capable of such behavior. "There are a lot of things you don't know about me, Squilliam." "Such as?" "I just killed a guy." That devastated expression lingered longer this time, features softened with the reality of his nature shining through, the beautiful realism of his true self outweighing the luster of deception before self control was maintained, homeostasis once more reinstated. Squilliam laughed, nuzzling against Squidward's neck. "Good one, Squiddy. Now let's get you out of these clothes and into your bed, shall we?" "Actually, I think we should check out a different room." Squidward grabbed his rival's-his property's-hand and coaxed him to the stairs, pulling him up and avoiding puddles of blood. "I wanna show you the body."

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:12:00 No.103158210 Report

Quoted By: >>103158295

>>103158131
"Squidward..." He sighed, not sure what else to say after seeing the now dead Patrick and the brutally butchered and horrified Spongebob. Squilliam's reaction had changed a lot in those few minutes. From ignorant, to horrified, to disgusted and now to a rather calm emotion. "I was hoping you'd show up here today." Squidward crossed his arms. "If you didn't this would have been more troublesome then I would have liked." He finished. The other squid sighed lightly, it was nothing new to him. He always would cover up his rivals mess. It was no longer even a burden. He was rich, obviously, so with just the right amount of money he could make the dead boy vanish. Make it private instead of public. And Squidward, as always, would end up unscathed. Only a few times had he failed money wise, depending on who the other had killed or harmed. But in those cases Squidward would only end up in the mental ward for a bit, until the money would save his ass. Just like it always did. It made Squilliam rather sick of life, sick of how fish were, easily silenced by just a bit of money. It was disgusting to him. "What do you need me to do, exactly?" Squillam asked, cocky voice turning into a more irritated one. It wasn't actual irritation, Squidward noted. "Just like always, help me get rid of the evidence and pay the police off." He spoke in a matter-o-fact tone. Showing this conversation was nothing new. The other squid raised his uni brow slightly. He never realized how 'normal' this conversation was to them. It was like how people talk about the weather. He almost found that hilarious. "One second." He replied, walking coolly to the front door, softly he walked toward his limo, which was still waiting for him.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:13:00 No.103158295 Report

Quoted By: >>103158351

>>103158210
"Just grabbing my suitcase." He muttered, he had planned on going on a trip that evening. Meet a lover or two. He hadn't quite planned for this. "Yes sir." The driver replied. He quickly grabbed the case and walked calmly back in the house, shutting and locking the door and going back in the other room. "Please kill me!" Spongebob begged, voice sounding more and more desperate. His blue eyes grew dim as they glazed over with tears. "Please..." He whispered. "I have no intentions on killing you." Squidward replied, voice soft and stoic. "Here." Squilliam entered the room again with his suit case. "I have sanitizer, wipes and Thermite.' He added. Again, this was the typical way they would clear the evidence. "It would be best if we got rid of the body first." He continued. "That would make cleaning easier." The other squid sighed in frustration. "I can't go, I have to take care of him." He pointed in the direction of Spongebob. "Fine, I'll go take care of this," He paused to nudge the starfishes head with his tentacle. "and then I'll return, it'll only take a couple hours." He finished. They both knew Squilliam was trust worthy. After all the things they have been through, he was by far trust worthy. He wouldn't betray Squidward. He couldn't. The facade of them being rivals always dissolved whenever they were alone together. Whenever Squidward was in this persona. It use to scare Squilliam. But now it didn't, whenever the other squid was harming someone, he would hardly ever hurt the uni-browed one. So in a sick way Squilliam had rather seen someone else perish then he feel the scorch of Squidward. He smirked lightly, Squidward always called him his rival, and to the naked eye it was just one sided. But they were in every sense of the word, rivals. Both trying to be better then the other. Both so desperately wanting that with everything in them. They were eternal rivals.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:13:00 No.103158302 Report

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>My face when I know the guy who masterminded the twisterfiendish saga and this was all a facade put on to honor one of dA's most fabled lulzcow.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:13:00 No.103158351 Report

Quoted By: >>103158461

>>103158295
"Right here." Squilliam yelled over the loud winds to the one flying the helicopter. Once they finally got enough distance where Squilliam could climb down, he grabbed the rather huge bag and pushed it to the helicopter door, quickly pushing it out. Finally he grabbed the ladder and carefully climbed down the helicopter safely to the ground. He had told the driver earlier to be back in about an hour, if not he would make sure he never could get a job again. So he knew the threat would work. After he left Squilliam finally got to work, he quickly grabbed the bag of Thermite and the corpse of Patrick, he put the Thermite all over the body. After about twenty minutes with that and Magnesium he was able to start the fire. Running quickly away from it he watched from a distance as it literally burnt the body away. He sighed as he plopped down on the ground. Putting his face in his hands and sighing. This shouldn't be normal. They shouldn't be doing this. But it was to them, and they were. And apparently, that was that.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:15:00 No.103158461 Report

Quoted By: >>103158529

>>103158351
"It's done." It was unnecessary for Squilliam to speak the sentence, to address the trustworthiness of his nature that both were fully aware of. But he had to say something. Had to announce himself. Better that than to surprise his apparent rival. Surprising Squidward while he was like this was never a good idea, bringing out knee-jerk reactions Squilliam didn't care to witness. "Good." "…S-Squiddy…?" Shit. He winced, swallowing at the lump forming in his throat as the crazed cephalopod turned around, away from the crying sponge. "You're stuttering again. Isn't that cute?" "I—" "Didn't you pay speech therapists to get rid of that pesky little habit of yours?" Squidward bridged the gap between them, blood on his hands seeping into the soft robe, pulling him close with a chuckle. "Are you so excited to see me that you can't even speak properly?" Squilliam forced himself to hold still as Squidward's tongue snaked down the side of his face, sucking at his neck, before biting, grinding into collar bone. It took everything in him to keep from screaming. Everything wasn't enough, face turning away with a whimper. It didn't matter how often this happened, didn't matter how much he deluded himself to believe this to be normal, to all be part of the master plan of survival whenever he was around Squidward. Cracks holding back his memories stretched further, allowing more to leak forth. Screaming for mercy while Squidward held him down, restraining him by the wrists before biting his chest. Not nibbling, not sexual foreplay, but biting, scarring Squilliam's once perfect flesh.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:16:00 No.103158529 Report

Quoted By: >>103158591

>>103158461
Squilliam pulled himself away from that, keeping away any thoughts about childhoods, about his actual relationship with Squidward, trying so hard to keep the stutter away. Subject change. Small words, easy and slow. He could do this. "Who…who is he?" "The one you burned away?" Another flicker of pain, singular despaired sob drawing a laugh from Squidward. His true laugh, not the snide snicker of a cashier and artist, but the booming echo of a desecrator of lives, the chortle of a psychopath with a penchant for distorting the definition of reality. "No," Squilliam refused to think of the bodies as living entities, refused to give them any sort of life. If he did that, then he'd…he'd… "H-him." Shit, his stutter really was back. Only Squidward could have such an effect on him. No, not Squidward, at least not in the general sense. Not the public façade Squilliam openly ridiculed, because 98% of the time, Squidward Tentacles was little more than someone to verbally joust with, to compare life points with. That same percentage accounted for Squilliam's somewhat demented love for Squidward. Affection leading to these Tuesday meetings, Tuesday fuck and run, wishing for a cuddle. Then Tuesdays like this came around and fucked everything up. Real Squidward showed up, his true form, the looming shadow which still haunted Squilliam's childhood, as loath he was to admit it. Insanity (or reality, if Squilliam fully digested Squidward's doctrine) grinding out any form of social normality. Squidward was the success, and Squilliam was the fumbling failure, the kicked worm with the wide eyes just looking for some form of release.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:16:00 No.103158563 Report

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>>103155953
>4:19 AM
That explains a lot.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:16:00 No.103158591 Report

Quoted By: >>103158671

>>103158529
Squilliam couldn't look at the sponge, not fully, squeezing eyes shut and still seeing red. He wasn't aware his legs had given out until Squidward grabbed onto him, wrapped arms around his torso and eased him into a more comfortable sitting position. Almost loving, almost caring, except Squilliam wouldn't allow himself to be so delusional.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:17:00 No.103158671 Report

Quoted By: >>103158732

>>103158591
Squilliam couldn't look at the sponge, not fully, squeezing eyes shut and still seeing red. He wasn't aware his legs had given out until Squidward grabbed onto him, wrapped arms around his torso and eased him into a more comfortable sitting position. Almost loving, almost caring, except Squilliam wouldn't allow himself to be so delusional.

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DUKE. !s1QBuy6yYI Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:17:00 No.103158682 Report

Quoted By: >>103158867 >>103158948 >>103158959

fuck.

i am so tempted to do some dramatic readings of this shit..

NO
I WONT GIVE IN AGAIN

NOT LIKE LAST TIME

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:18:00 No.103158732 Report

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>>103158671
"He's no one," Squidward finally answered, stroking the top of his rival's head. "I'm going to make him into somebody, though." Squilliam opened his eyes, letting his gaze rise to meet Squidward's. "Just like I did for you, Squilliam." Squidward wasn't here any longer. Physically as well as mentally, no longer in the same room, abandoning both puppets in favor of other surroundings, for reasons none but the departed knew. How SpongeBob was aware of this fact, he wasn't entirely sure. In and out of consciousness, peace before throbbing and pain, the glimmers of reality staining his earlier picture of the world. Baby blue eyes had never seemed as bright as now against the pale yellow of his face. Yellow and red and blue, all he consisted of now. Nothing but three colors. His vision cleared after brief tunneling, landing on the crying heap lying in a corner. Weeping. "S…Squidward?" He almost didn't recognize his own voice, coughing after a moment, parched and empty. The head raised, eyes large, hollow, framed by his unibrow. Not Squidward. SpongeBob let out a shaky breath, unaware he'd been holding it in. "You're n-not Squidward." "No," The man dried his eyes on the back of his sleeve, red sleeve of a fine fabric robe. SpongeBob knew him. Knew of him, anyway. But he couldn't place the exact identity. Who…? "Look, sponge, I'm not sure who you are or what you did to upset Squiddy, but…b-but…" Whoever it was looked away, choking back gags. Now he was the one coughing. "Are you okay?" SpongeBob shook at his bonds, trying to pull away to comfort the being, whoever he may be. As similar as he looked to Squidward, he definitely wasn't. And from the looks of things, he was just as much a victim as SpongeBob.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:19:00 No.103158801 Report

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>>103158732
"My name's SpongeBob." "I don't want to know your name," He was shaking, desperate, turning away. "I don't want to know you. I don't want to know. You can't make me know." "Are you okay?" "No!" The man jumped to his feet, eyes looking everywhere but SpongeBob. "No, I can't be here! I just…I didn't sign up for…I'm leaving!" "Squilliam, sit back down," Squidward stepped back into the room, latching the door behind him as he placed a hand on the unibrowed octopus's shoulder. Simple pressure enough to get him to sit on the ground. "SpongeBob, have you met Squilliam Fancyson?" "N-no," Then, eyes wide, "Yes, I have." THAT Squilliam Fancyson? But he looked so frail. He couldn't possibly be the same mega billionaire who Squidward had often grumbled about. How could someone so broken possibly make anyone's high school life miserable? What was true about anything? There were very few things SpongeBob could fully process at the moment. His mind faltered, landing on the image of his fallen best friend for a nanosecond, breaking him all over again before he pushed it away, tried to stay in the now. He wouldn't think about it. He didn't have to. "Squilliam, this is SpongeBob," Squilliam didn't shout this time, sniffling instead and holding still as Squidward grabbed his chin, pulling his face up, forcing him to look. "I cut his dick off," Squidward laughed. Squilliam flinched, trying to pull away, only forcing Squidward to tighten his grip, tentacles white against his skin, hiss of pain slipping past Squilliam's lips. "I could cut yours off, too, you know."

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:19:00 No.103158810 Report

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ITT: Proof that smearing feces on feces will make SURPRISE! MORE FECES.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:19:00 No.103158814 Report

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JESUS FUCK IS THIS A NOVEL??

Tony Why Kornmiester !!VJGAg9R8Ls6

Tony Why Kornmiester !!VJGAg9R8Ls6 Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:19:00 No.103158867 Report

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>>103158682
>dramatic MLP x Sonic

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOPE

Dramatic reading of Moon Over June sounds better

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:20:00 No.103158883 Report

Quoted By: >>103159538

Do it, bro. You've gotta work yourself back up after all dat vocarro shit got deleted.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:20:00 No.103158885 Report

Quoted By: >>103158974

"Squiddy, what are you trying to do here?" Squilliam's voice was oddly rational, not empty of emotion but sorting them, placing them to the side for now, refusing to address the fact that Squidward was threatening to mutilate his genitalia. "Trying to do?" Squidward mulled it over, stroking a hand over Squilliam's neck. "Why do I still allow you to call me Squiddy?" "I d-don't…" Squidward didn't cut him off, dropping his hand, letting Squilliam fall. "In fact, why do I still allow you to speak at all?" Squilliam glanced up, face twitching, clearly reading into Squidward's thought patterns before SpongeBob. "Squiddy, that's n-not necessary," His voice was achingly soft, SpongeBob nearly straining to hear him. "You don't get to decide what's necessary, Squilliam." "I-if you…if I can't talk, I—" "What do you think I'm planning?" "I know exactly what you're…" Squilliam couldn't finish, catching his breath, hands clasped almost in prayer position. "Please, Squiddy, you don't have to…t-to…" SpongeBob was almost glad for this, in the tiniest part of his mind. Glad to be distracted by this display instead of forced to dwell on his own fate. Glad until he saw Squidward grab the knife once again. "S-Squiddy, please! I'm sorry! Please, Squiddy, please don't!"

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:20:00 No.103158897 Report

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HOLY SHIT
who the fuck has all this shit on their mind
JESUS
This entire thread

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:20:00 No.103158948 Report

Quoted By: >>103159538

>>103158682
DO
IT

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Ebaums Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:20:00 No.103158959 Report

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>>103158682
please do it, you're my hero

at least the first section to see how it goes

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:21:00 No.103158974 Report

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>>103158885
How did Squilliam know what Squidward was planning? Judging from his lack of movement, he was already submitted to his fate, sobbing as Squidward tilted his face back, forced his lips apart and grabbed his tongue. No more arguments or apologies, unable with his mouth pried open, tongue held tight in tentacle. "I'm not going to kill you, but there's no need for me to hear your idiotic whining any longer," Squidward smiled, sliding the blade of his knife across the top of the pink surface, prickling taste buds to bleed. Squilliam didn't jerk away, though his body did twitch. "It'll be a shame, in a way. You were always marvelous with your tongue." He cut into his skin, the motion smooth by SpongeBob's vision, though judging from Squilliam's warbled cry, voice jumbled with his mouth's position, nothing was smooth about it. "Maybe one more kiss, for old time's sake." Squilliam's tongue seemed to hang on little more than a sinew of flesh as Squidward leaned forward, pressing their lips together. An awkward shuffle, popping of jaw, more piteous wails, Squidward's jaw muscles tensing for an instant. The veins on his forehead bulged for just a moment before Squidward pulled back, Squilliam's tongue completely disengaged, dangling between Squidward's lips.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:21:00 No.103159043 Report

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>>103158974
Now widened blue eyes stared at the two squids. One now without a tongue. And the other with one that wasn't his. It was as if the yellow sponge couldn't quite comprehend what just happened. It didn't feel...Real to him. He gave a noticeable cringe when Squidward turned his head back to him, spitting out the now floppy tongue from his lips. "Whats a matter, Sponge?" He spoke in a mock concerned voice. Red eyes glazed over while eyebrows narrowed just the slightest. Showing loud and clear that he could fake an emotion almost flawlessly. Clearly, Spongebob refused to answer, not quite knowing how to. He bit his tongue slightly just to make sure it was still there. Squidward chuckled as if he knew what Spongebob just did. "Why so silent? You're not the one who just had his tongue cut off." He paused before he walked toward the sponge with the knife in hand. "Now tell me, whats the matter?" He added with a smirk. "T-This just f-feels fake." Spongebob finally was able to spit out a sentence, a badly spoken one, but one none the less. It seemed to have amused Squidward slightly as he leaned down to get to the sponge's level. "On the contrary, Spongebob...What you were living before was fake. I'm simply showing you reality." He spoke softly, almost gently. A contrast to the sharp knife he was holding, the sharp knife that just got thrust into the young sponge's gut. Avoiding any organs needed, but obviously causing a lot of pain to the boy. Blue eyes closed as the boy screamed out, pain overwhelming him, the once numb pains from his previous wounds came alive, he doubled over in pain as much as he could tied up. It would seem like the pain was too much as he heaved and what he had eaten before he came over fell from his mouth. After he vomited he finally was able to begin sobbing. Shaking violently as well.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:22:00 No.103159128 Report

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>>103159043
"Calm down, Sponge. Out of all your wounds so far that should have been the least painful." Squidward chuckled as he finally very slowly pulled the knife from its wound. Squilliam silently cried, making sure his sobs couldn't be heard, not wanting anymore violence to happen to him yet. This was the worst thing Squidward had ever done to him. Sure, he had stabbed him plenty, even shot him once. But he never took any parts off the squid, and certainly not one quite as valuable as his tongue. He could feel his career slipping from his fingers. For everything he did just about involved speaking, or his tongue, in some kind of way. He shook his head lightly, that was the least of his concerns right now, or should have been. Right now he had to worry about rather he'd make it out of this alive or not. The chances already seemed slim. He spat out blood from his open wound. It wasn't the first time he did that since he lost his tongue. He couldn't swallow the blood as he found the test disgusting. His eyes overflowed with tears as he closed them and looked down. "Lets see..." Squidward muttered. "We killed your best friend...That was fun..." He paused. "Who else is close to you that we could dispose of." He pondered that thought. "Squidward, please, don't hurt nobody else!" Spongebob cried out, which caused the squid to roll his eyes as he put the knife to the sponges cheek. "I don't think you're in the position to tell me what to do." Squidward muttered, irritation seemed to be written on his face. "Anyway..." His face lit up as if the best idea ran through his mind. "Mr. Krabs, that's who I should kill." He grinned. "That would mean your career would be over, right?" He laughed. "If you make it out of this at all." He finished as he walked slowly toward the phone.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:24:00 No.103159275 Report

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>>103159128
"Oh please Squidward, please, don't hurt him! Nobody else please!" Spongebob begged, voice clear for once. His agony evident as he cared more for his friends then himself. Squidward sighed before he walked back over and grabbed a cloth that was on the ground, in just afew swift movements he made it into a gag. "Be quiet, please." The squid chuckled as he walked back to the phone. Spongebob tried to scream but it only caused him to gag, not enough to throw up again, however. The older squid held back a grin as he grabbed the phone and began dialing.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:24:00 No.103159295 Report

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>"Welcome to Ponyville"

I fucking lost it there. couldn't continue

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:25:00 No.103159347 Report

Quoted By: >>103159422

>>103159275
The old red crap sighed heavily as he ate his dinner in solitude. His daughter pearl was out at some kind of conference, or whatever, he never asked many questions when it came to boring stuff like that. So now he was at the house alone. He huffed as he shoved down more food. The ring of his phone, coming out of the pure silence caused the crab to jump. He grumbled a few sailor words before finally walking toward it. "Aye, hello?" He asked, not use to getting many calls besides ones for Pearl. "Mr. Krabs! S-Spongebob, he...He's not breathing!" The nasally voice yelled in a panic on the other line. "Oh god oh god! Please come help!" Squidward screamed. "Aye aye me boy, I'll be down there in a bit! Want me to call the hospital?" He asked. "Uh, no, that's fine. I am going to call them once we get off, just please get here!" Squidward gave a final gasp before hanging up. The crab would have probably been suspicious had it been anyone else. But he trusted Squidward. No matter what. "And done." Squidward said calmly as he made sure the phone had hung up. "Should be even more interesting once he gets in." He added with a chuckle.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:25:00 No.103159422 Report

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>>103159347
He looked over at the sponge. "What, you should be happy its not you." After that was said he knew what Spongebob was thinking, how the boy would prefer that it was him rather then the friends. He couldn't understand that what the squid was doing was out of love. He was doing this for his best interest. And Spongebob would thank him for this later. That much he was certain of. After all, not many of the fish here had that chance, none, really. They all decided to live in their ignorance. Believing that they were real, when they clearly weren't. It made Squidward sick. Because you have to admit it to yourself before you can change it. That's how it always goes, right? Of course, it isn't an easy battle to become real. You have to go through hell and back. Your personality has to change dramatically...You have to change dramatically. And well, if you can survive that, you can become real.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:26:00 No.103159492 Report

Quoted By: >>103159569

>>103159422
Traffic was never this heavy this time of night. Eugene's teeth ground together in annoyance and anxiety as his boat weaved in and out of the eternal line of vehicles. Of course, the one time he willingly used fuel to drive across town, the single occasion he actually needed to get somewhere, everyone was out. The turn signal screamed at him to speed up, boat tilting precariously as he turned onto Conch Street, pulling up to the Easter Island head his cashier called home. Glancing at the building, Mr. Krabs couldn't help picturing days of youth—not his youth, but Squidward's, before he'd gone bald, before he'd gotten so cynical— Before Krabs had— But the older man didn't think about that any longer, the guilt clawing at his throat in an attempt to escape, a sense of persecution within him, as he shut off the engine, walking up to the door. His knocking didn't resonate, the door just swinging open with a screeched sigh. "Mr. Squidward?" He glanced inside, nub-like feet echoing on the cold floor. He'd been in this home before, this shrine of narcissistic delight, and he expected to see the self portraits fixed onto the wall. He didn't see any self portraits. Just tacks where they'd once hung, faded rectangles in the paint. And a scantily dressed cephalopod, bound, legs spread, watching him wide-eyed from the couch. Krabs' breath caught in the back of his throat, face flushing, though with the red of his face this wasn't seen. He stepped closer, claw extended despite himself before he drew back, visually taking in the squirming form before him. He'd mistaken him for Squidward at first, a younger Squidward, really. The blond wig had thrown him off, not the silky attire. But it obviously wasn't him, upon closer inspection. His lips were a garish, dolled on red—Krabs almost mistook it for blood, though he logically deduced it to be lipstick instead. And he had a unibrow. Huh. Who else had a… It didn't matter.

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DUKE. !s1QBuy6yYI Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:27:00 No.103159538 Report

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>>103158883

actually, turns out some dude d/l'd all my vocaroos before they got deleted, so most of 'em are back again. uploaded 'em here:

http://audioboo.fm/Duke

tehehe

>>103158948
>>103158959

stop further luring me into temptation, you demon-witches

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:27:00 No.103159569 Report

Quoted By: >>103159639

>>103159492
His eyes fell to the boy's—man's? It was hard to tell—chest, falling to the piece of paper taped to his exposed midriff. Quickly, he pulled it off, the octopus tensing as the tape tore at his skin, but otherwise not making a single sound. It wasn't as though Squilliam could make a sound, though, not really. True, he could whimper. He could moan or sob or groan. But he couldn't exactly speak, couldn't protest in any way. He couldn't warn this man, either.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:28:00 No.103159639 Report

Quoted By: >>103159794

>>103159569
Not that he would have, really. Squilliam had read enough in Squidward's voice as he'd applied these cosmetic touches to him that he knew what this crab was capable of, what he had done. In a way, maybe all of this would have been avoided, this entire nightmare would have been nonexistent if Krabs had never— But that didn't really make any sense. After all, Squiddy—Squidward, not Squiddy (Squilliam winced at how ingrained that nickname remained), had been clinically insane back in their childhood. He couldn't hide from his memories any longer, crashing over him with no escape route, not way to tell anyone. Everything would forever remain locked inside him now.Still, even if Krabs wasn't the primary cause of Squidward's insanity—though the smallest part of Squilliam didn't quite see any of this as fully crazy, as pathetic as he felt for admitting that—he'd definitely contributed. And for that, Squilliam almost thought he deserved his fate. "Let's see," Squidward smirked, eyes flitting back over to Squilliam, stepping over the pool of blood in front of him, grabbing him by the scruff of the neck and pulling him up. "What's wrong? Snail got your tongue?" He laughed, petting the tip of his tentacle along Squilliam's unibrow. Squilliam opened his mouth in rebuttal, but all that came out was more blood, less now, but the texture still coated his mouth. "You look like a whore, you know, with your lips so red." The room was silent, Squidward running this new development through his head. Squilliam could mentally form the words along with Krabs as he read the note aloud.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:28:00 No.103159677 Report

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>>103156840
>taking a shower under the sea
Yeah.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:29:00 No.103159766 Report

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i-i actually liked the sonic fic.
I would like a vegeta bulma sweet lemon fic

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:29:00 No.103159794 Report

Quoted By: >>103159873

>>103159639
"SpongeBob's fine, but I thought you deserved something for your troubles. He's already been paid for," Squilliam's stomach flipped in disgust as the elderly crab looked him over with renewed interest, small tongue flicking over his lips before he went back to reading, "But he doesn't speak English. Don't worry, he knows what he's getting into." Mr. Krabs hadn't read this part bitterly, though Squidward had written it as such. "I can't believe he bought me a prostitute," Mr. Krabs caught his breath, reaching out to stroke Squilliam's face in reverence. The majority of people would believe just about anything if it served their own interests. Squidward stood in the background, in the shadows, SpongeBob gagged and bound beside him. Bile didn't rise to his throat, nor did his face grow red in anger, though he did tense as the scene played. As he knew he would. He'd purposefully set this up to remind himself. There had been other methods he could have undertaken to remove Eugene Krabs from the planet, most leaving sex completely out of the equation. But if Squidward forgot, he was doomed to revert back to sanity, to the reality born of fools and saints, martyrs and morons. He was his own saint, his own martyr, and he was so much more intelligent than the mass production of simpletons he was forced to deal with day in and day out. He was in touch with his own brand of sanity. He was insane. He knew this world better than the creators, whoever they may be, if they may be. He remembered his past, and allowed it to repeat in ways that matched what should have been, what would be.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:30:00 No.103159873 Report

Quoted By: >>103159950

>>103159794
SpongeBob groaned, eyes widening at the imminent fall of his boss, his hero, his father figure. That had been a nice touch as well, for Squidward to show him this, to display how easy it was for Krabs to manipulate and use the weak, the speechless. The crab had thrown the note aside in a crumpled ball, claws making quick work at hitching up the skirt, kicking legs which were already spread that much farther apart. Squilliam squirmed, eyes large in fear, anxiety, but submissive emptiness. The same emptiness Squidward had begun to fill SpongeBob with. Filling with emptiness. Strange wording, but as accurate as anything else in this unsanitary world. It wasn't true emptiness, after all, but emptiness to the world's doctrines, cutting away expectations and viewpoints. Because then the real world shone through. Then they could see as Squidward saw. He loved them. This was the only way they could see that, experience love and joy and sorrow as they were truly meant to be experienced. He wouldn't do this if he hated them. But then, Squidward didn't hate anyone. Hate was a wasted worldly endeavor. There was reality, and then there was nothingness. Squilliam and SpongeBob, they were destined for reality.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:31:00 No.103159914 Report

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>>103159538
Oh, thank the lord!
DO IT BRO

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:31:00 No.103159950 Report

Quoted By: >>103160029

>>103159873
Patrick, he had been nothing. And Krabs…soon, he too, nothing. No, not soon, but already. Squidward barely had to imagine the feeling of his claws against his body, shuffling from memory to the present as his boss ran the back of his hand along Squilliam's inner thigh, pinching greedily at him. Squidward knew this, knew how it felt to try to flip your hair in front of your face as a coping mechanism, as an attempt to disappear, knowing you had no means now to defend yourself as an ex-navy officer panted bitter nothings against your neck. Squidward knew. And he also knew when he'd stop this, but now wasn't the time. He turned his head to see SpongeBob try to shut his eyes, though Squidward reached down, forced his eyelids to flip back open, to watch as business casual pants slithered to the ground. No underwear, of course. Probably too expensive, Squidward mused, a bitter smile crossing his lips. Krabs hadn't worn underwear back then, either, not when he'd called Squidward into the office to discuss a possible promotion. Squilliam coughed as Mr. Krabs ground against him, face pushing into his shoulder, a line of blood slipping along the back of his shirt in an erratic pattern. Occasionally his eyes would search out Squidward's, not pleading, not desperate, but almost understanding, completely accepting. That was how Squidward saw it. His vision was the only vision which mattered. SpongeBob's body spasmed in his disgust. The crab had finally thrust into Squilliam, wig tilting off-kilter at this, red eyes shutting at the finality of it. The red male grunted, voice soft and indecipherable as his hips bucked back and forth.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:31:00 No.103159968 Report

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>>103159538
Duke you horrible bitch, you wouldn't have posted in this thread if you didn't want to do this.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:32:00 No.103160029 Report

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>>103159950
Squidward could remember the way it had felt to have him fucking him, to feel the desk digging into his back, reality blurring with the world's perspective, none of it mattering with each thrust, each violation of his psyche and body. It was a cheap assault, rape. Squidward didn't particularly enjoy being cheapened, to say the least. And despite prior behavior to the contrary, he didn't particularly like seeing Squilliam cheapened. Or rather, he didn't like seeing anyone else cheapen Squilliam. Not when Squidward took such pleasure in the process. Just another sign of his infatuation, the way he reveled in defiling and disgracing him. And maintaining his reality, lest he ever forget just how life truly was meant to be viewed. Squidward reached down, pulling the tape off from around SpongeBob's mouth. He didn't expect the silence to follow as long as it did, a full three seconds passing before the boy started wailing. "Mr. Krabs! Please stop!" SpongeBob couldn't move, even as Squidward finished untying him.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:33:00 No.103160114 Report

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>>103160029
His boss turned his head around slowly, not stopping his thrusting, looking at the sponge first in surprise, then annoyance. "Quiet, lad, they charge by the minute." Then, laughing, "Though since Squidward was kind enough to pay—" "Oh, he's not a hooker, Mr. Krabs," Squidward spoke lazily, leaning against the back wall. "What do ye mean by that?" And still he didn't pull out, fucking Squilliam as though it were both natural and boring, a necessary chore. Or an addicting chore. SpongeBob couldn't understand it. Before tonight, he'd been a virgin. And now, with his basic understanding of anatomy, of how the process worked, he couldn't understand the obsession, the necessity. But then, he never would, would he? Not after Squidward had cut off his… He couldn't even think the word, the space between his legs throbbing in fresh pain. It was amazing, how little he actually felt, though. SpongeBob wondered briefly if this was normal, or if there was something wrong with his nerve syntaxes, with his mental perception. Already, the room looked dimmer than it had when he'd first come in. "He's not getting paid to do this. In fact," Squidward smiled, "He didn't give any consent whatsoever. Which means you're…" The words trailed off, each second adding to the panic on Mr. Krabs's face, before he shook his head. "Yer lying." "No. You're a rapist." He winced, drawing out of Squilliam slowly, face scrunched in pain. "I'm not," He muttered. "And a cheap one at that." "Now listen here, lad, I—" "—like to rape defenseless blondes. Or is it the species that turns you on? Which aspect was it, exactly, which drew you to us—to me, back then?" Squidward advanced on his boss, smile falling somewhere between grimace and snarl. "I've wondered that for awhile. It can't just be because I was young and naïve. Because as far as I know, you've never touched SpongeBob in such a way." His eyes lingered over SpongeBob apathetically. "Has he?"

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:33:00 No.103160143 Report

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The guy who wrote this is a goddamn genius.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:34:00 No.103160189 Report

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>>103160114
"N-no," SpongeBob stuttered, face glowing pink at the accusations. Not Mr. Krabs. Mr. Krabs was an honest, hard working man. He would never think of doing anything like that. "Never!" "I didn't think so," Squidward turned back to Mr. Krabs. "So what was it?" "Squidward, it's not good to think about the past." Krabs didn't scream as the cashier unsheathed the knife, holding it up to his throat. "It's not good to tell me what to think about, you insignificant closeted faggot." He drew the blade against Krabs' cheek lazily, Eugene wincing as a line of blood trailed down his face. "Squidward, I never meant to…you have to understand, I—" "You're asking ME to be understanding? After what you did to me?" It was the first time Squidward had allowed any hurt to saturate his voice. SpongeBob couldn't decide if it was genuine or faked. The very fact that he would question it at all signaled a drastic tilt in his perspective. "The only thing I'm struggling to understand right now is how I'm going to kill you," Squidward pulled the knife back, eyes not leaving the now trembling crab for an instant, even as he wiped the blade clean on his shirt. "Squidward, I—" "Shut up," The knife dove into Mr. Krabs's right eye, the scream following almost instantly. Squidward pulled the knife back, eye clinging to the blade and haltingly sliding out with it, a twist of metal to assure it wouldn't fall back into place. Surprisingly, there wasn't much blood, most of the fluids leaking clear or tainted white, though as the long eyeball popped out—and it truly did make a popping noise, a wet groan as it exited the socket—blood finally found its way to the wound, spilling darker against the natural red of Mr. Krabs's face.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:35:00 No.103160296 Report

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>>103160189
"Me eye! Ye cut out me eye!" His claws flailed for a moment, before Squidward shook the eye off, letting the deflated cylindrically-shaped skin dangle from the veins of Krabs's socket as he used the blade of the knife to slice up the crab's wrists, crunching deep into his exoskeleton to tear him open, assuring fatality. A simple death, really. But not dead yet. Squidward pushed Mr. Krabs down to his knees, enjoying the arthritic grinding of his joints almost as much as slicing his wrists, the cephalopod freeing his dick, rubbing until hardened before driving the wailing man down upon the head of his cock. Squidward's dick slid into the exposed socket, rubbing against the veins until they twisted and cracked, until the eye completely disengaged and fell to the ground, not bouncing or rolling but flattening, leaking. Krabs screams grew quieter, his breathing barely felt against Squidward's legs as he thrust in and out of his face, effectively blinding him to both reality and the world. And SpongeBob could do nothing but watch. Could he have run away? Possibly. Definitely, actually. This was the first time he'd been left alone, unguarded, unbound. He really could leave. So why didn't he? Tears sprang to his eyes, though he wasn't sure if these were for Mr. Krabs or for himself. He stood, fingers twitching as though he were going to bring his hands to his eyes, to cover them, to shield himself from this, but he didn't. He didn't even blink, no form of covering to the reality Squidward worked so diligently to present to him.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:38:00 No.103160527 Report

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>>103160296
duke.
It's time.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:38:00 No.103160581 Report

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>>103154672
I know I'm late but
>In order to sell the real estate to get more money for evil projects to rule the world!
Fuck, he sure matured.
Always wondered how he had so much money to build shit.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:40:00 No.103160772 Report

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>>103160296
.....the fuck did i just read?

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:41:00 No.103160862 Report

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>>103160772
This gneration's Illiad.

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Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:41:00 No.103160879 Report

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>this whole thread
>THIS WHOLE FUCKING THREAD

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 20 Jul 2011 08:44:00 No.103161160 Report

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I COME IN HERE TO MAKE FUN OF SONIC FANFICTION AND THEN SOME FUCKER POSTS THE SICKEST SHIT WHAT THE FUCK /V/

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