A Fan Fiction of the SC2Mafia Forums PART 2!

[Bruno]

I made a fan fiction about the members of SC2Mafia I want to lie in bed with the most.

Cast role!

Me
JackofSpades - He plays no role in this series of chapters.
Crimson - I know he isn't a she.
Ash
Archangel
Oops_ur_dead
Auckmid
Lysergic

Enjoy!

NOTE: While reading Chapter Seven, please listen to this song. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0bQM5G5y7ik



----------Chapter 7 - The Return of Bitch 1----------

Crimson laid in pain, her fetus ripped out of him. She smelled shit.. the smell of shit and nacho cheese. Apparently the fetus only gave Oops gas. She awoke lying in the channeled blood, the skull broken on the floor

next to her, she must've hit it when she passed out. "My FUCKING BABY!" Crimson went into a rage. She was so angry, she was becoming horny so she took a few minutes to masturbate. After she was finished with

both organs, she knew what the next step would be. She took a few steps and realizeds he had demony wings. "Eggsellent" she whispered to himself, as she ate a raw egg. She flapped her demony wings and

broke through the secret Satan lair of JackofSpades.. apparently it was only the basement of a church. "Weird" she though, "How did he drive through the wall... of a basement?". She was becoming erect again.

She flapped her wings and flew through all twenty stories of the church and flew to Jack's house. She landed outside and kicked the door in. There, whimpering, was Jack's grandmother. "OI! WHAT DID YOU

BLOODY FUCKING FAGGOTS DO TO ME HUSBAND?!" She oddly had a British accent, but Crimson didn't care. She had her way with her and then killed her as well. She then carved a pentagram on her saggy

breasts and gave them one last motorboat before dumping her in the ocean behind Jack's house. Crimson picked up a map to the Bermuda Triangle and knew where the faggots had gone. She'd have her revenge.

------ Chapter 8 - Lubrication -----------

Ash was drifting off. He was sounding his fog horn hoping it would help.. but it didn't so he was just being a loud fucking asshole. He tried to move, but his engine wouldn't start. Pieces of Jack had worked their way

in to the motor, Ash knew he was in trouble. Without help from a person, he'd be screwed and just float away forever. But then, suddenly, a raft passed him. The men spoke no English, but clambered onto him. They

brought their door, which at first LOOKED like a raft. Ash was in trouble now. He hated niggers and spics and all their like. He felt them clambering around in his engine compartment. It was like violating him.

Suddenly, they started to piss in his gas tank. He was furious! He tried to capsize himself, but it didn't work. He began to honk the fog horn, but all they did was shit in it and it blew shit all over Ash's deck.

He could move again! Their piss worked! He began to head back towards the island despite the steering wheel being tugged in an opposite direction. With blank faces, they dove back off the ship and floated away

on their door. Ash was amazed that 23 of them fit onto the one door. Oh well, no time! He had to get back to the island and kill Oops_ur_dead.

------ Chapter 9 - The Death of a Very Important Man ----------

Lysergic was strolling down the streets. He was just elected president of NAMBLA -- better known as the North American Man Boy Love Association. He lived in the portion of Washington that had been annexed

by Canada in the year of 2069, but he was in the past. In the future, homosexualism and man boy loving is forbidden, so he came back to the year 2008 to live out his dreams. Anyway, he was walking down the

street, annoyed by his boy lover. "Come on, Auckmid!" He tugged the leash and continued to prod Auckmid with his erection. "Stay infront of me god dammit, I don't want people to realize how short my dick is!"

He was going on a day trip to Canada. Vancouver, to be specific. He was having an after party in a Hilton hotel to celebrate his new rank. He saw some faggot in a car and pulled him out. He pissed in the

man's eyes and got in. He tied Auckmid's leash to his bumper and began to drive off. Auckmid was struggling to keep up. He had just had bathsalts, and he was starting to feel the effects. He was tugged at the rope

and going crazy, gnawing at his own flesh. He began to undress. Lysergic was watching the scene in the rear-view mirror. His erection was so rock hard now that he accidentally poked the steering wheel with it.

He crashed into a border checkpoint, killing twenty-five border agents, American and Canadian alike. He was proud he had killed them, though. He heard the border agents were fucking assholes from a guy he once

shared the night with in his private quarters. He got out of the car after clamming in his pants, when he saw Auckmid gnawing a man's face. Lysergic began laughing, but killed Auckmid anyway.

"Damn oriental..." thought Lysergic as he continued on foot. What he hadn't realized, however, was that he had released the polar bears the guards were trying to quarantine. The polar bears were high on

ecstasy. Lysergic finally made it to Vancouver. He walked into the Hilton and straight to the NAMBLA room. There were other sick faggots in there too, all waiting for him to take his place at the podium. There

was a hairy dick and smooth ass on the cover, the emblem he had elected for his campaign logo. He took his place when he heard shouting outside. "Americans!" he shouted. Suddenly, the doors were kicked in..

slow motion style. Seal Team 6 had found him! Fuck, fucking shit! He was escorted out by two faggots, they were taking the secret exit. A black man was dressed nicely and a camera crew was running behind him

trying to keep up with the Seal operatives hot on the trail of Lysergic. "As you can see here, nigs and nigettes, we got dis hur sick faggot runnin' from the popo! Sheeet, if this were L.A, I'd also be runnin'!"

His camera crew flicked the switch to go live, but realized they were. In the United States, President Obama was watching alongside his cabinet staff from a remote viewing room. Lysergic drop kicked through an

emergency exit door and landed in a snowy parking lot. His nipples were rock hard, it was so cold out. He could hear Seal Team 6 behind him. Suddenly, he was blindsided by a polar bear. It slashed his throat and

began to devour him Timothy Treadwell style. The black reporters were watching the whole thing, laughing and going "Sheeeeet". Seal Team 6 pushed by them and saw Lysergic. They shot him twice in the stomach,

once in the head. They all paraded around and put on some music to celebrate. They all got piss drunk and passed out. The camera crew was later

reported KIA in gang-related activity.

-------------- Chapter 10 - Crimson the Cunt --------------------

Crimson was fapping her way along, while floating through the air with her wings. She saw a bunch of Mexicans on a door. She landed in the middle of them and knocked 3/4 of the group off. She took the nearest

once and began to rub his penis. "Have you seen some faggots on a boat, hotty?" The Mexican looked disgusted. "No way, meng. We ain't see nutting but a small boat that was possessed by Satan or sumting,

meng." JackofSpades! Crimson knew Jack was with them. Her penis was getting hard all over again thinking of his hot red hair, dat sexy ginger. "That's all I needed to know." she said. She ripped the man's

penis off and beat him to death with it. She was squirting semen all over the place. She then flew off, headed in the direction the floating door had came from. "MOFUCKAS GUNNA GET FUCKED UP BITCH, SHIT!"

whispered Crimson enthusiastically.

------ Chapter 11 - The Opposite of Dead --------

Oops_ur_dead was growing impatient. He missed Crimson. Who would be there to suck his dick now?! He frowned. He looked onto the horizon and saw nothing but sand. He then realized he had sand in his

eyes and proceeded to wipe it out. When he looked again, he could see a beautiful ocean with the waves slightly forming penises. It made him miss Crimson all the more. He then began raging.. for no apparent

reason at all. He walked up to where Bruno and Archangel were sitting. Archangel was explaining for the 100th time that it was an achievement reset that made him have 5.9k games played and 3 wins.

Bruno didn't get it, because it wouldn't only reset wins. Oops_ur_dead walked up to them and punched Archangel in the penis. "MOTHER FUCKER YOU MADE MY BEAUTIFUL CRIMSON DIE, ITS' TIME YOU

FULFILL HIS ROLE SINCE I HAVE NO ONE ELSE TO FUCK!" Archangel was scared. He knew what kind of sex Oops_ur_dead and Crimson had before she died. Oops pulled out a small plastic red baggie

and opened it up. Inside was heroin and cocaine. "Bend the fuck over, bitch." he grunted. Arch knew what to do because he remembered walking in on Oops fucking Crimson before. He put his face down in the

sand and stuck his ass straight up. He knew because each time Oops thrusted into Crimson he chanted "Face down ass up, that's the way we like to fuck!". Oops emptied the baggie on Archangel's

asscrack and snorted it all up. His nostril had shit and other stuff caked around it, but he didn't care. He was high. He began to unzip his pants and fuck Archangel. Fucked him right in the ass.

Archangel was grunting with each thrust. He had no idea how big Oops was! This was so pleasurable! Suddenly, Oops came. Arch felt the pressure build up inside of him, like holding in a really

big fart because you're not sure if it's shit or not. He ruptured his rib cage from the impact. Arch passed out from pain/pleasure, and Oops pulled out. He felt like a man again. Suddenly, he heard somebody crying

in the distance. He thought he heard the word 'cheater'....


TO BE CONTINUED.....?

[creedkingsx]

I +1 all these fan fictions. Author has a vivid imagination and an ability to portray these imaginations through simple text. Well done, sir.

[Archangel]

Very good, why not just merge this thread to your original 1 though?

[Bruno]

I forgot to reserve space in the other one.

[Bruno]

I +1 all these fan fictions. Author has a vivid imagination and an ability to portray these imaginations through simple text. Well done, sir.

can i has rep pls den u has 5 rep and i has 23 pnts n wid ur rep i will haf 33 points n i wnt gud rep

[Burnteskimo IIl.]

this is good follow up. was creedking the black reporter?

can we espect mor?

[Bruno]

There will be more. Lots more.

[Duzero]

I tolderated that the first one didn't include me since I became supermod pretty late, but as an ex-supermod I demand to be in the next one! Won't read until you swear on your e-peen to do it.

[Bruno]

I tolderated that the first one didn't include me since I became supermod pretty late, but as an ex-supermod I demand to be in the next one! Won't read until you swear on your e-peen to do it.

It shall be done. My e-peen swears.

[Duzero]

It shall be done. My e-peen swears.

Thank you, maybe your description still means something.

Will read tomorrow.

[oops_ur_dead]

9/10 you lost one because I wasn't in it enough

[Bruno]

Just wait until the 3rd one.

[Ash]

dat door.. dat oops.
i want 2 see necroplant in this story.

[Lysergic]

I'm in talks with Michael Bay on the film adaptation.

We'll fast track this shit.

[Bruno]

Michael Bay film adaptation... trolololo

[Archangel]

dat door.. dat oops.
i want 2 see necroplant in this story.

SUPPORT, ADD NECRO

[Crimson]

I do not like my character. Duzero can have it.

[Bruno]

What's wrong with your character?

[Auckmid]

Why couldn't I find this before?

I'm glad I got to be Lysergic's sex slave before I died.

[Bruno]

Damn skippy.