Day 11

Otik decided the best recourse after being kissed was going to sleep. So Nobuu watches the stupidmaker with GIIRyudo.

Nobuu says something about GIIRyudo's tool, and he approves.

Shortly after she got hungry and left.

The propaganda continues.

They must get some horribly clogged pores.

Ripley learned to talk!

Do note Rathen's stoic fountainhead pride.

Everyone is either at work or asleep. So, let's see how the kitchen is.

An unmitigated disaster.

Death Toilet still rules with a moss-covered fist.

I'LL SWALLOW YOUR SOUL I'LL SWALLOW YOUR SOUL DEAD BY DAWN DEAD BY DAWN

Mr. Sloppy makes a bed. What the fuck.

Not really worthy of screenshotting but FG missed the bus and is playing hooky. Dipshit.

DUEY NOOOOO!

Disney's next engagement after 'The Elf and the Alien', will be...

"Hitler and Me!"

Well isn't this just Norman Rockwell. Except for the alien baby. And the Hitler imitator in satin pjs.

Hooky-boy is spending his delinquency... mopping.

ForeverGrey kills the freshly minted Death Pastry, but filth still reigns. We're up to five rotten bottles. Just awesome.

Looks like Etcha worked a little too hard.

This kitchen is going straight to hell.

The women show up.

Rathen has his priorities straight.

Otik however...


I LOVE MY STINKY DADDY!

GAAAY.

Oh, shit. They're in love.

Oh, my Jesus. Marshall Banana shows up. And go figure, he's going straight for the little boy.

I'LL SWALLOW YOUR SOUL I'LL SWALLOW

A little backstory re: Marshall... this guy was the ultimate creepiest fucker on the SA Games forurm for the two or few years before he was permanently banned. I've hated him more than any other perma, due to the pedo bent. He, and others, always tried to pass off the pedo thing as some sort of insincere gimmick, meanwhile never missing an opportunity to be some sort of oozingly subtle apologetic for kiddy diddling, or expressing happy-hard-on-extacy with scantily clad, flat-chested 12 and under looking anime girls in varying games.
He had been banned when on a server that he and one of his irritating cohorts had typically hosted images from, a directory packed full of frighteningly underaged porn was discovered.

At least in this game I can burn, torture and torment him in ways I could only dream he ends up in, in real life.

Rathen: Good priorities.

Otik: GAAAY.

The Looove Boooat... soon we'll be making a lot of...


THERE you go, Otik.

HOLY SHIT