HARK ye estrus, foul semen guzzlers

[Gravel PitParticipant]

HAAAARK! HARK! Triton, Hark! Bellow, bid our father the sea king rise from the depths, full foul in his fury! Black waves, teeming with salt foam to smother these young women with pungent slime. To choke them! Engorging their organs, til they turn blue and bloated with bilge and brine and can scream no more. Only when he, crowned in c~~~le shells, with slithering tentacle tail and steaming beard, take up his fell befitted arm, his coral-tined trident screaming banshee like in the tempest, and plunges right through their gullets. Bursting them! Bloated bladders no more, but blasted bloody film for the harpies and the souls of dead sailors to pick, and claw, and feed upon, only to be lapped up and swallowed by the infinite waters of the Dread Emperor himself. Forgotten! To any man, to any time, forgotten to any god or devil, forgotten even to the sea. For any stuff or part of Women, even any scantling of their souls are women no more, but are now, themselves, the sea!

[bstoffParticipant 4863]

Companion? or food source?

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