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_____Cyn shouted from the corner of the lab, "Let's throw a Wesker clone and a pig-dog-monster
into the swap machine!"
_____I recoiled at the thought, putting on a British bowler hat and shaking my good walking stick.
"How horrid! For a young lady such as yourself...to even CONTEMPLATE such a notion, let alone
give voice to it! It is an affront to good graces, I say!"
_____"F_ck it," responded Cyn. Typical of her, really. "If you're going to puss out, then I'll get
him done." The Goth girl then had the lab-slaves hustle in a caged Wesker Clone, a caged
pig-dog-monster, and put them both in the Swap-O-Matic.
_____What came out...was a shambling wreck. It was unable to walk properly, let alone
hold a weapon. What use could we have for such rubbish?
_____Meanwhile, Jimmy was in the corner and getting quite baked. That loathsome weed
will be the death of youth yet. "Dude! What if we...like, just replaced the head?"
_____"Un-holy f_ckfire! That's probably the smartest thing out of your head since ever!"
declared Cyn, again grabbing another set of clones.
_____One of the laboratory's man-servants furnished me with a glass of scotch, which I
drank straight-away. I thought it best to allow this rather forthright young mistress of the
night to learn of her own flaws through the course of life.
_____This time, out of the device came something less of a wreck and yet more of a
monstrosity! The head itself was that manner of porcine horror. And yet, hindquarters
remained attached. I reeled at the sight but maintained my steely grip on a sound mind.
_____Cyn started laughing while the monstrosity stood there befuddled. "Aaah-ahahahaha!
Look at that f_cked-up piece of walking man-sh_t! Squeal like a pig!"
_____Issued forth a voice--an honest-to-goodness voice--from where the monstrous head
rested atop shoulders, "What have you done!" Indeed... What has Cyn done?
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_____Cyn shouted from the corner of the lab, "Let's throw a Wesker clone and a pig-dog-monster
into the swap machine!"
_____I recoiled at the thought, putting on a British bowler hat and shaking my good walking stick.
"How horrid! For a young lady such as yourself...to even CONTEMPLATE such a notion, let alone
give voice to it! It is an affront to good graces, I say!"
_____"F_ck it," responded Cyn. Typical of her, really. "If you're going to puss out, then I'll get
him done." The Goth girl then had the lab-slaves hustle in a caged Wesker Clone, a caged
pig-dog-monster, and put them both in the Swap-O-Matic.
_____What came out...was a shambling wreck. It was unable to walk properly, let alone
hold a weapon. What use could we have for such rubbish?
_____Meanwhile, Jimmy was in the corner and getting quite baked. That loathsome weed
will be the death of youth yet. "Dude! What if we...like, just replaced the head?"
_____"Un-holy f_ckfire! That's probably the smartest thing out of your head since ever!"
declared Cyn, again grabbing another set of clones.
_____One of the laboratory's man-servants furnished me with a glass of scotch, which I
drank straight-away. I thought it best to allow this rather forthright young mistress of the
night to learn of her own flaws through the course of life.
_____This time, out of the device came something less of a wreck and yet more of a
monstrosity! The head itself was that manner of porcine horror. And yet, hindquarters
remained attached. I reeled at the sight but maintained my steely grip on a sound mind.
_____Cyn started laughing while the monstrosity stood there befuddled. "Aaah-ahahahaha!
Look at that f_cked-up piece of walking man-sh_t! Squeal like a pig!"
_____Issued forth a voice--an honest-to-goodness voice--from where the monstrous head
rested atop shoulders, "What have you done!" Indeed... What has Cyn done?