“Now you know the secret… Where Hasbio got the technology from..”
“I was expecting them to use the technology for something… a little more Grandiose. No matter, once the secret clauses kick in these soulless vessels shall inf- what are you doing!? MY LEGGGSS ARRRRGGGHHH WAHT SORT OF WAIT WAIT NOT MY AHHHGH WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY ANUS PLEEEEAASSSEEE NOOOOOO!!!”
“Wait… Why are you smiling and putting me in a cardboard bo- OH MY SATAN YOU’RE SHITTING ON MY FACE WHYYYYYYYYY??? YOU- YOU WANT ME TO WHAAAT? “EAT?” “POOPIES?” OH LORD SATAN PLEASE SABE BABBEH NUU WAN NUM POOPIES HUUHUUHUU”
~de hewdmine heaws yu, debil daddeh, an’ we dunt cawe. yu bes’ eat dem hoomin-poopies ow get wowstest huwties heheheheh~
“What - what are you?”
~am hewdmine. aww da gud fwuffies get meanie huwties from meanie hoomins an meanie munstahs wike yu, an many heawt happies from nicey munstahs an hoomies an aww dem hooman an fwuffy an munstah heawt hurties an happies buiwt up an up an’ dat am me.~
~nao - eat dem hooman poopies.~
I’m sure someone out there won’t like this, but fwuffy do whaf fwuffy wan. God may fear his creation, but the Devil.. the Devil fears the work of man.
i dont know if this is more image or story at this point, so i’ll err on the side of “there’s a picture of a possessed ex-fluffy and it’s all dialog between a nascent fluffy hivemind and Hasbio’s demonic backer”
