Mods seriously Why hasnt Bullet been banned?

[cashwhisperer]

In AD 2024, the isolationist nation of BGOL is at a crossroads...

Emperor Veston I has determined that other avenues of revenue must be found to keep the nation afloat

As a result, the Emperor is frequently abroad.

In his absence, Lord Lexx of Diamond and Lord Ten of Numbers rule fairly and efficiently.

The nation remains in relative peace.

Until citizen Alex de Duplici calls for the banishment of citizen Bullet due to his homosexuality.

And the nation is thrown into chaos.​

You can use AI Morgan Freeman

 

[NightMare Paint]

Let me find out House of the Dragon is delayed because @tekwehuself was busy doing this instead of writing season 3.

 

[mcguyver]

In AD 2024, the isolationist nation of BGOL finds itself divided like never before. Emperor Veston I, still abroad in search of new sources of revenue, has left the leadership to Lord Lexx of Diamond and Lord Ten of Numbers, who have kept the nation in relative peace. But as is often the case in times of stability, tensions are quietly brewing beneath the surface.

It all began when citizen Alex de Duplici—never one to shy away from controversy—called for the banishment of Bullet, citing his homosexuality as an affront to the traditions of BGOL. This call was a spark that set the nation ablaze, turning once-peaceful discussions into fiery battlegrounds.

HeavenlyWings77, a citizen with a fiery passion for nutsacks, wasted no time in defending Bullet. “His lifestyle is his own, and BGOL was built on the principles of freedom and acceptance,” he argued vehemently in the forums, trying to rally other homosexual members to his cause. “If we start banning people based on their identity, then we’ve lost everything we stand for.”

But not all citizens agreed. McGuyver, a staunch defender of BGOL's traditional values, was quick to push back against HeavenlyWings77. He had little patience for those who dared to challenge the nation's order, especially someone like Bullet, whose past actions had drawn scrutiny. "BGOL is not a playground for personal indulgence," McGuyver retorted, his words sharp and deliberate. "We have rules for a reason. The Siege of the Manhammers was not a trivial event, and we must not forget the exposure that brought shame to our beloved city of BGOL."

In the shadows, another defender of Bullet, VAiz4hustlaz, stepped forward. Known for his vast knowledge of adult film stars and the size of their hammers, VAiz4hustlaz became the wild card in this ongoing feud. "People who point fingers at Bullet have no idea what it’s like to live in the margins," he declared, bombarding the forums with an endless stream of counterarguments, often referencing obscure pornographic films as metaphors for personal freedom. His defenders rallied behind his unapologetic stance, and his knowledge of adult stars became an odd form of battle armor in the war of words.

Then, there was GodOfWine—a once-steadfast defender of Bullet, who had championed for the open-mindedness of BGOL in past discussions . But in the wake of the Siege of the Manhammers, GodOfWine, the enthusiastic supporter of Bullet's lifestyle, suddenly fell silent. The incident, which had led to the exposure of Bullet's past deeds during a chaotic night in the city—an event now infamous for its violence and the strange appearance of several manhammer aficionados who were viciously fought by the BGOL vets —seemed to have shaken him to his core.

What had once been very loud and vocal cuck supporters of bullet now lurked in the shadows of the forums, their silence echoing louder than any words that could have been written. Was it guilt? Was it shame? Or was it the realization that perhaps, just perhaps, for some, BGOL’s beloved citizen Bullet was not the hero they had once thought?

As tensions reached a boiling point, the nation of BGOL stood at the precipice of a new era, one where old alliances were tested and new heroes—both expected and unexpected—rose from the ashes of controversy. The struggle for BGOL’s soul had only just begun, and the question that everyone now faced was: Where would each citizen’s loyalty lie when the dust finally settled?

Would Bullet be banished forever, or would BGOL turn a blind eye until the next time a bully shows up ... and his whore of a wife isnt home? The answers, like the future of BGOL itself, remained uncertain.

I'm in tears

 

[xfactor]

He was trying to connect with other homos on the board. Sending rainbow signals hoping other fruit cakes would bite.

Of course the historian of homosexuality who will delve into the trenches of conducting LGBT rectum research, has the answer.

That dude is so far down the dark path all he can see is semen.

 

[furlough]

Meanwhile, The Vic of Robes is sitting back watching all of this unfold.

 

[Rain1]

In AD 2024, the isolationist nation of BGOL finds itself divided like never before. Emperor Veston I, still abroad in search of new sources of revenue, has left the leadership to Lord Lexx of Diamond and Lord Ten of Numbers, who have kept the nation in relative peace. But as is often the case in times of stability, tensions are quietly brewing beneath the surface.

It all began when citizen Alex de Duplici—never one to shy away from controversy—called for the banishment of Bullet, citing his homosexuality as an affront to the traditions of BGOL. This call was a spark that set the nation ablaze, turning once-peaceful discussions into fiery battlegrounds.

HeavenlyWings77, a citizen with a fiery passion for nutsacks, wasted no time in defending Bullet. “His lifestyle is his own, and BGOL was built on the principles of freedom and acceptance,” he argued vehemently in the forums, trying to rally other homosexual members to his cause. “If we start banning people based on their identity, then we’ve lost everything we stand for.”

But not all citizens agreed. McGuyver, a staunch defender of BGOL's traditional values, was quick to push back against HeavenlyWings77. He had little patience for those who dared to challenge the nation's order, especially someone like Bullet, whose past actions had drawn scrutiny. "BGOL is not a playground for personal indulgence," McGuyver retorted, his words sharp and deliberate. "We have rules for a reason. The Siege of the Manhammers was not a trivial event, and we must not forget the exposure that brought shame to our beloved city of BGOL."

In the shadows, another defender of Bullet, VAiz4hustlaz, stepped forward. Known for his vast knowledge of adult film stars and the size of their hammers, VAiz4hustlaz became the wild card in this ongoing feud. "People who point fingers at Bullet have no idea what it’s like to live in the margins," he declared, bombarding the forums with an endless stream of counterarguments, often referencing obscure pornographic films as metaphors for personal freedom. His defenders rallied behind his unapologetic stance, and his knowledge of adult stars became an odd form of battle armor in the war of words.

Then, there was GodOfWine—a once-steadfast defender of Bullet, who had championed for the open-mindedness of BGOL in past discussions . But in the wake of the Siege of the Manhammers, GodOfWine, the enthusiastic supporter of Bullet's lifestyle, suddenly fell silent. The incident, which had led to the exposure of Bullet's past deeds during a chaotic night in the city—an event now infamous for its violence and the strange appearance of several manhammer aficionados who were viciously fought by the BGOL vets —seemed to have shaken him to his core.

What had once been very loud and vocal cuck supporters of bullet now lurked in the shadows of the forums, their silence echoing louder than any words that could have been written. Was it guilt? Was it shame? Or was it the realization that perhaps, just perhaps, for some, BGOL’s beloved citizen Bullet was not the hero they had once thought?

As tensions reached a boiling point, the nation of BGOL stood at the precipice of a new era, one where old alliances were tested and new heroes—both expected and unexpected—rose from the ashes of controversy. The struggle for BGOL’s soul had only just begun, and the question that everyone now faced was: Where would each citizen’s loyalty lie when the dust finally settled?

Would Bullet be banished forever, or would BGOL turn a blind eye until the next time a bully shows up ... and his whore of a wife isnt home? The answers, like the future of BGOL itself, remained uncertain.

Amen

 

[Darkness's]

In AD 2024, the isolationist nation of BGOL finds itself divided like never before. Emperor Veston I, still abroad in search of new sources of revenue, has left the leadership to Lord Lexx of Diamond and Lord Ten of Numbers, who have kept the nation in relative peace. But as is often the case in times of stability, tensions are quietly brewing beneath the surface.

It all began when citizen Alex de Duplici—never one to shy away from controversy—called for the banishment of Bullet, citing his homosexuality as an affront to the traditions of BGOL. This call was a spark that set the nation ablaze, turning once-peaceful discussions into fiery battlegrounds.

HeavenlyWings77, a citizen with a fiery passion for nutsacks, wasted no time in defending Bullet. “His lifestyle is his own, and BGOL was built on the principles of freedom and acceptance,” he argued vehemently in the forums, trying to rally other homosexual members to his cause. “If we start banning people based on their identity, then we’ve lost everything we stand for.”

But not all citizens agreed. McGuyver, a staunch defender of BGOL's traditional values, was quick to push back against HeavenlyWings77. He had little patience for those who dared to challenge the nation's order, especially someone like Bullet, whose past actions had drawn scrutiny. "BGOL is not a playground for personal indulgence," McGuyver retorted, his words sharp and deliberate. "We have rules for a reason. The Siege of the Manhammers was not a trivial event, and we must not forget the exposure that brought shame to our beloved city of BGOL."

In the shadows, another defender of Bullet, VAiz4hustlaz, stepped forward. Known for his vast knowledge of adult film stars and the size of their hammers, VAiz4hustlaz became the wild card in this ongoing feud. "People who point fingers at Bullet have no idea what it’s like to live in the margins," he declared, bombarding the forums with an endless stream of counterarguments, often referencing obscure pornographic films as metaphors for personal freedom. His defenders rallied behind his unapologetic stance, and his knowledge of adult stars became an odd form of battle armor in the war of words.

Then, there was GodOfWine—a once-steadfast defender of Bullet, who had championed for the open-mindedness of BGOL in past discussions . But in the wake of the Siege of the Manhammers, GodOfWine, the enthusiastic supporter of Bullet's lifestyle, suddenly fell silent. The incident, which had led to the exposure of Bullet's past deeds during a chaotic night in the city—an event now infamous for its violence and the strange appearance of several manhammer aficionados who were viciously fought by the BGOL vets —seemed to have shaken him to his core.

What had once been very loud and vocal cuck supporters of bullet now lurked in the shadows of the forums, their silence echoing louder than any words that could have been written. Was it guilt? Was it shame? Or was it the realization that perhaps, just perhaps, for some, BGOL’s beloved citizen Bullet was not the hero they had once thought?

As tensions reached a boiling point, the nation of BGOL stood at the precipice of a new era, one where old alliances were tested and new heroes—both expected and unexpected—rose from the ashes of controversy. The struggle for BGOL’s soul had only just begun, and the question that everyone now faced was: Where would each citizen’s loyalty lie when the dust finally settled?

Would Bullet be banished forever, or would BGOL turn a blind eye until the next time a bully shows up ... and his whore of a wife isnt home? The answers, like the future of BGOL itself, remained uncertain.

This theme wouldve been great with your synapsis cor dramatic effect.

 

[Texas Catdaddy]

In the grand hall of the kingdom, where power and prestige held sway, there was one individual who was neither respected nor feared—but was certainly the source of much laughter. His name was MrFreddyGoodBud, the court jester, a man whose every word and movement seemed to provoke more ridicule than reverence.

On this particular day, however, it wasn’t just his antics that caused the court to snicker—it was his attempts at something far more serious. For reasons unknown, the jester had decided to present himself not as a fool, but as someone attempting to make a coherent argument. And the result was nothing short of tragicomic.

MrFreddyGoodBud shuffled to the center of the room, his brightly colored tunic and oversized shoes squeaking as he took each step. He cleared his throat, and the room went silent, expecting yet another of his slapstick routines. But what came next was something far less amusing.

“Ah, good people of the court!” he began, his voice trembling with what he must have hoped was gravitas. “I come before you today with... with—“ He paused, his brow furrowing in thought, as if he was trying to remember what he had planned to say. “With... um... a great idea, yes! A great idea, one that could—well, could change everything!”

The courtiers exchanged glances. The king himself, accustomed to MrFreddyGoodBud’s nonsensical ramblings, raised an eyebrow. “And what might that be, MrFreddyGoodBud?” he asked, his voice dripping with a mixture of curiosity and mockery.

The jester puffed out his chest, confident in his perceived wisdom. “Yes, yes, of course, Your Majesty! We should—uh, we should—how do I put this? Ah, yes! We should... we should make our kingdom the most—uh, the most... reasoned kingdom of all! Yes, reason, that’s what we need!” He beamed, awaiting applause.

A ripple of laughter spread through the court. It was the kind of laughter that wasn’t at all respectful but rather a cruel appreciation of the jester’s confusion. Even the knights and noblemen, who were often too serious to laugh at much, couldn’t help but chuckle at the absurdity of it all.

MrFreddyGoodBud, undeterred by the laughter, pressed on. “We’ll have reason for everything, yes? A reason for the taxes! A reason for the wars! A reason for the food! A reason for—well, for... for everything! It will be, it will be—” He trailed off, his mind suddenly lost in the maze of his own thoughts.

The laughter grew louder, and the jester’s face flushed red, though he tried to hide it behind a mask of joviality. He spun around in a circle, his bells jangling, as though the act of spinning could somehow bring coherence to his words.

“But, wait, wait! There’s more!” he shouted, as if his sudden enthusiasm could distract from the fact that his argument made no sense. “We’ll make the peasants pay more, but we’ll... but we’ll—no, no, we’ll—”

The room erupted into another round of laughter. The king, now openly smiling, raised his hand to silence the jester. “MrFreddyGoodBud, your ‘reason’ has been noted,” the king said, his voice dripping with condescension. “I think we’ve all had enough of your... great ideas for today.”

MrFreddyGoodBud, his shoulders sagging under the weight of his failure, gave a half-hearted bow. “Yes, yes, of course, Your Majesty. I’ll just—just be off, then. But... just think about it, yes? Reason for everything! Ha!”

And with that, he scurried away, his ridiculous words echoing through the hall as the court continued to laugh at his expense. The poor jester, who was meant to bring joy through his wit and humor, had only succeeded in providing yet another round of amusement at his expense—proof, perhaps, that even in jest, MrFreddyGoodBud could never make a coherent argument, no matter how hard he tried.

goddammit nukka, scene, and fade to black .....

 

[Texas Catdaddy]

Fredy’s message flashed across the screen, crude and sharp like a knife meant to cut but missing its mark. “You’re a fuckin incel and nobody cares what you think!!!” he typed, trying to sound tough, his words dripping with bravado. He threw in a jibe about Bullet House, hoping it would hit, but it felt hollow, like a desperate attempt to salvage some kind of relevance.

There was a pause—a heavy one—as the screen blinked back at him, waiting. The digital air between them thickened with something unspoken. Fredy’s words, though loud, weren’t the kind that held any weight. They were the kind of noise that faded the moment you stopped listening. A hollow laugh echoed somewhere in the distance, as if even the virtual world knew he had nothing to say worth hearing.

omg .....

 

[Texas Catdaddy]

Jeezus this thread is way out of pocket.

And it’s ten times worse because yall kats off work this week.

edibles for errbody .....

 

[robfmnola]

edibles for errbody .....

Fam you beat me to it. This shit would be epic on edibles.

 

[SamSneed]

In AD 2024, the isolationist nation of BGOL finds itself divided like never before. Emperor Veston I, still abroad in search of new sources of revenue, has left the leadership to Lord Lexx of Diamond and Lord Ten of Numbers, who have kept the nation in relative peace. But as is often the case in times of stability, tensions are quietly brewing beneath the surface.

It all began when citizen Alex de Duplici—never one to shy away from controversy—called for the banishment of Bullet, citing his homosexuality as an affront to the traditions of BGOL. This call was a spark that set the nation ablaze, turning once-peaceful discussions into fiery battlegrounds.

HeavenlyWings77, a citizen with a fiery passion for nutsacks, wasted no time in defending Bullet. “His lifestyle is his own, and BGOL was built on the principles of freedom and acceptance,” he argued vehemently in the forums, trying to rally other homosexual members to his cause. “If we start banning people based on their identity, then we’ve lost everything we stand for.”

But not all citizens agreed. McGuyver, a staunch defender of BGOL's traditional values, was quick to push back against HeavenlyWings77. He had little patience for those who dared to challenge the nation's order, especially someone like Bullet, whose past actions had drawn scrutiny. "BGOL is not a playground for personal indulgence," McGuyver retorted, his words sharp and deliberate. "We have rules for a reason. The Siege of the Manhammers was not a trivial event, and we must not forget the exposure that brought shame to our beloved city of BGOL."

In the shadows, another defender of Bullet, VAiz4hustlaz, stepped forward. Known for his vast knowledge of adult film stars and the size of their hammers, VAiz4hustlaz became the wild card in this ongoing feud. "People who point fingers at Bullet have no idea what it’s like to live in the margins," he declared, bombarding the forums with an endless stream of counterarguments, often referencing obscure pornographic films as metaphors for personal freedom. His defenders rallied behind his unapologetic stance, and his knowledge of adult stars became an odd form of battle armor in the war of words.

Then, there was GodOfWine—a once-steadfast defender of Bullet, who had championed for the open-mindedness of BGOL in past discussions . But in the wake of the Siege of the Manhammers, GodOfWine, the enthusiastic supporter of Bullet's lifestyle, suddenly fell silent. The incident, which had led to the exposure of Bullet's past deeds during a chaotic night in the city—an event now infamous for its violence and the strange appearance of several manhammer aficionados who were viciously fought by the BGOL vets —seemed to have shaken him to his core.

What had once been very loud and vocal cuck supporters of bullet now lurked in the shadows of the forums, their silence echoing louder than any words that could have been written. Was it guilt? Was it shame? Or was it the realization that perhaps, just perhaps, for some, BGOL’s beloved citizen Bullet was not the hero they had once thought?

As tensions reached a boiling point, the nation of BGOL stood at the precipice of a new era, one where old alliances were tested and new heroes—both expected and unexpected—rose from the ashes of controversy. The struggle for BGOL’s soul had only just begun, and the question that everyone now faced was: Where would each citizen’s loyalty lie when the dust finally settled?

Would Bullet be banished forever, or would BGOL turn a blind eye until the next time a bully shows up ... and his whore of a wife isnt home? The answers, like the future of BGOL itself, remained uncertain.

Our Lords Quaid and Zod will return as promised in prophecy

The 4 horsemen of the apocalypse , Nightmarepaint is one, Asap savage still rides his horse somewhere

 

[tallblacknyc]

Fredy’s message flashed across the screen, crude and sharp like a knife meant to cut but missing its mark. “You’re a fuckin incel and nobody cares what you think!!!” he typed, trying to sound tough, his words dripping with bravado. He threw in a jibe about Bullet House, hoping it would hit, but it felt hollow, like a desperate attempt to salvage some kind of relevance.

There was a pause—a heavy one—as the screen blinked back at him, waiting. The digital air between them thickened with something unspoken. Fredy’s words, though loud, weren’t the kind that held any weight. They were the kind of noise that faded the moment you stopped listening. A hollow laugh echoed somewhere in the distance, as if even the virtual world knew he had nothing to say worth hearing.

Nig went full Jaime foxx roast on this nig

 

[Database Error]

Our Lords Quaid and Zod will return as promised in prophecy

The 4 horsemen of the apocalypse , Nightmarepaint is one, Asap savage still rides his horse somewhere

Something told me not to come back into this thread

 

[Mrfreddygoodbud]

You been to Vaiz4hustlaz's house or Heavenlywings77 house? You riding with those faggits, ain't none of us riding with bullet. So I guess that makes you a faggit too.

Oh and your boy Heavenlywings77 is defending bullet and said "I'm a weirdo like him". He's still your homie?

You really did enter a bullet contest huh??

Dayaaam you one of em freaky ass kniggas huh??

Did you win??

 

[REDLINE]

There's lots of

on this board.

 

[Mrfreddygoodbud]

Nig went full Jaime foxx roast on this nig

Ok..

If you say so..it must be true

 

[Mrfreddygoodbud]

In the grand hall of the kingdom, where power and prestige held sway, there was one individual who was neither respected nor feared—but was certainly the source of much laughter. His name was MrFreddyGoodBud, the court jester, a man whose every word and movement seemed to provoke more ridicule than reverence.

On this particular day, however, it wasn’t just his antics that caused the court to snicker—it was his attempts at something far more serious. For reasons unknown, the jester had decided to present himself not as a fool, but as someone attempting to make a coherent argument. And the result was nothing short of tragicomic.

MrFreddyGoodBud shuffled to the center of the room, his brightly colored tunic and oversized shoes squeaking as he took each step. He cleared his throat, and the room went silent, expecting yet another of his slapstick routines. But what came next was something far less amusing.

“Ah, good people of the court!” he began, his voice trembling with what he must have hoped was gravitas. “I come before you today with... with—“ He paused, his brow furrowing in thought, as if he was trying to remember what he had planned to say. “With... um... a great idea, yes! A great idea, one that could—well, could change everything!”

The courtiers exchanged glances. The king himself, accustomed to MrFreddyGoodBud’s nonsensical ramblings, raised an eyebrow. “And what might that be, MrFreddyGoodBud?” he asked, his voice dripping with a mixture of curiosity and mockery.

The jester puffed out his chest, confident in his perceived wisdom. “Yes, yes, of course, Your Majesty! We should—uh, we should—how do I put this? Ah, yes! We should... we should make our kingdom the most—uh, the most... reasoned kingdom of all! Yes, reason, that’s what we need!” He beamed, awaiting applause.

A ripple of laughter spread through the court. It was the kind of laughter that wasn’t at all respectful but rather a cruel appreciation of the jester’s confusion. Even the knights and noblemen, who were often too serious to laugh at much, couldn’t help but chuckle at the absurdity of it all.

MrFreddyGoodBud, undeterred by the laughter, pressed on. “We’ll have reason for everything, yes? A reason for the taxes! A reason for the wars! A reason for the food! A reason for—well, for... for everything! It will be, it will be—” He trailed off, his mind suddenly lost in the maze of his own thoughts.

The laughter grew louder, and the jester’s face flushed red, though he tried to hide it behind a mask of joviality. He spun around in a circle, his bells jangling, as though the act of spinning could somehow bring coherence to his words.

“But, wait, wait! There’s more!” he shouted, as if his sudden enthusiasm could distract from the fact that his argument made no sense. “We’ll make the peasants pay more, but we’ll... but we’ll—no, no, we’ll—”

The room erupted into another round of laughter. The king, now openly smiling, raised his hand to silence the jester. “MrFreddyGoodBud, your ‘reason’ has been noted,” the king said, his voice dripping with condescension. “I think we’ve all had enough of your... great ideas for today.”

MrFreddyGoodBud, his shoulders sagging under the weight of his failure, gave a half-hearted bow. “Yes, yes, of course, Your Majesty. I’ll just—just be off, then. But... just think about it, yes? Reason for everything! Ha!”

And with that, he scurried away, his ridiculous words echoing through the hall as the court continued to laugh at his expense. The poor jester, who was meant to bring joy through his wit and humor, had only succeeded in providing yet another round of amusement at his expense—proof, perhaps, that even in jest, MrFreddyGoodBud could never make a coherent argument, no matter how hard he tried.

Damn I got a fucking ESSAY!!!

I'm really in that hollow head of yours.

This is beyond respect .

You just became my number one groupie!!!

You are like the god of nut huggers..

Impressive!!!

 

[Big Tex]

Our Lords Quaid and Zod will return as promised in prophecy

The 4 horsemen of the apocalypse , Nightmarepaint is one, Asap savage still rides his horse somewhere

ASAP Savage still worshipping his gawd Andrew Luck. He'll return soon to smite the non believers.

 

[mcguyver]

You really did enter a bullet contest huh??

Dayaaam you one of em freaky ass kniggas huh??

Did you win??

You dumb as fuck. Delete that retarded shit you typed .
Look we exposed bullet and denounced him. We exposed your gay crew and you choose to defend them even more. You are Mrfreddygoodbitch.

 

[Mrfreddygoodbud]

You dumb as fuck. Delete that retarded shit you typed .
Look we exposed bullet and denounced him. We exposed your gay crew and you choose to defend them even more. You are Mrfreddygoodbitch.

You prickly faced prick. Da fuck is you talking about??

You bought me into this swinging all wildly..

Like a 12 year old girl in her first fight.

If you on bullet list that ain't my fault bruh

That's between you and bullet ..

Da fuck you bring my Holy Divine ass in

This for .

..groupie love???

 

[mcguyver]

You prickly faced prick. Da fuck is you talking about??

You bought me into this swinging all wildly..

Like a 12 year old girl in her first fight.

If you on bullet list that ain't my fault bruh

That's between you and bullet ..

Da fuck you bring my Holy Divine ass in

This for .

..groupie love???

You whining bitch, dry those tears. You a grown ass bitch, ain't nobody dragged you into shit. You the one that came into the thread talking shit. Now I pointed out your whole crew gay. you doubled down on your support for them. And at the same time you in here pointing at the same mofos who outted bullet and you accusing them of supporting bullet. You all the way retarded. Stand by your men Mrfreddygoodbitch.

 

[The Jamaican]

Our Lords Quaid and Zod will return as promised in prophecy

In the realm of BGOLia, two deities emerged from the annals of legend: Zod, the Harbinger of the Unclean, and Quaid, the Bringer of Life. Their followers, the Zodhovah Witnesses and the Quaidians, vied for dominion over the hearts and minds of the people.

Zod's disciples reveled in the shadowed paths, embracing the narrow and foul-smelling halls that led to endless death and defecation for thy seed. They preached liberation from societal norms, chanting, "Man, fuck them seeds; ain’t no child support in the wild."

In contrast, the Quaidians upheld the sanctity of the moist, sweet Yoni, filling thy walls to overflowing as is right and good. They warned against the unclean ways of Zod's followers, proclaiming, "Beware those who travel the dark halls of Zod, lest thou become likewise unclean, for they are unworthy and stinketh in all their ways."

Amidst this divine dichotomy, a third entity arose: Moufdo, the Mouth God. His adherents believed in the ultimate gratification of the male species through the wettest hole in a woman’s body.

The trinity of Zod, Quaid, and Moufdo formed a complex tapestry of beliefs, each vying for prominence in the land of BGOLia. Their teachings intertwined and clashed, shaping the destinies of their followers in a saga of faith, desire, and power

This is the word of our saints, Thanks be to Quaid ZAMEN

 

[Mrfreddygoodbud]

You whining bitch, dry those tears. You a grown ass bitch, ain't nobody dragged you into shit. You the one that came into the thread talking shit. Now I pointed out your whole crew gay. you doubled down on your support for them. And at the same time you in here pointing at the same mofos who outted bullet and you accusing them of supporting bullet. You all the way retarded. Stand by your men Mrfreddygoodbitch.

That's sure is a lot of words to say ..you

Lost a bullet contest....

So you mad because you LOST and didn't get to go to bullet house??

That's crazy..

Knigga youse a extra kinda weirdo!!!

 

[Helico-pterFunk]

In AD 2024, the isolationist nation of BGOL finds itself divided like never before. Emperor Veston I, still abroad in search of new sources of revenue, has left the leadership to Lord Lexx of Diamond and Lord Ten of Numbers, who have kept the nation in relative peace. But as is often the case in times of stability, tensions are quietly brewing beneath the surface.

 

[mcguyver]

That's sure is a lot of words to say ..you

Lost a bullet contest....

So you mad because you LOST and didn't get to go to bullet house??

That's crazy..

Knigga youse a extra kinda weirdo!!!

You mean that's alotta truth. You nonsense typing bitch.

 

[Mrfreddygoodbud]

You mean that's alotta truth. You nonsense typing bitch.

Define Truth ..

You maybe a bit confused nonsense is calling people gay...

But yet provide undying support
to a political party that made the gay agenda it's number one

Legislative priority. You votes
D for them.. and still

Defend such a demonic party ...you even felt sad

When the gay agenda party aka the donkey party.

Aka the democrats lost. Got over it yet??

You still hurt over the gay agenda party losing.

Admit it..

You know I'm right you super incel!!

You mad the gay agenda party lost.l

The same way you mad you lost a chance to be

Bullets dick bait catch!

Weirdo!!

 

[mcguyver]

Define Truth ..

You maybe a bit confused nonsense is calling people gay...

But yet provide undying support to a political party that made the gay agenda it's number one

Legislative priority. You votes for them.. and still

Defend such a demonic party ...you even felt said

When the gay agenda party aka the donkey party.

Aka the democrats lost.

You still hurt over the gay agenda party losing.

Admit it.. You know I'm right you super incel!!

You mad the gay agenda party lost. ???

The same way you mad you lost a chance to be

Bullets dick bait catch!

Weirdo!!

Nonsense =all that shit you typed^^^^

And I called you a bitch.

 

[Mrfreddygoodbud]

Bullet has the list of all the BGOLers who

Entered his contest...

I can already tell who made the cut .

Lol

 

[Mrfreddygoodbud]

Nonsense =all that shit you typed^^^^

And I called you a bitch.

Whoa..you called me a whaaaat.

O my GOD!!!!!!

You so gangsta!!!

I bet you even gotta a tattoo

Ain't that right tuff guy??

It's the internet ..you a keyboard warrior.

You'd never say that to my face tho

I promise you that .

 

[mcguyver]

Whoa..you called me a whaaaat.

O my GOD!!!!!!

You so gangsta!!!

I bet you even gotta a tattoo

Ain't that right tuff guy??

It's the internet ..you a keyboard warrior.

You'd never say that to my face tho

I promise you that .

See, more nonsense you typing. if I ever see you face to face ain't no talking. Imma straight break your neck.

 

[Mrfreddygoodbud]

See, more nonsense you typing. if I ever see you face to face ain't no talking. Imma straight break your neck.

Break whaaaaaaa...???

Fags say the darnest things .

You çant even break a sweat incel..

Stop the cap!!

 

[mcguyver]

Break whaaaaaaa...???

Fags say the darnest things .

You çant even break a sweat incel..

Stop the cap!!

And you fags double space type the darnest things.

 

[SamSneed]

In the realm of BGOLia, two deities emerged from the annals of legend: Zod, the Harbinger of the Unclean, and Quaid, the Bringer of Life. Their followers, the Zodhovah Witnesses and the Quaidians, vied for dominion over the hearts and minds of the people.

Zod's disciples reveled in the shadowed paths, embracing the narrow and foul-smelling halls that led to endless death and defecation for thy seed. They preached liberation from societal norms, chanting, "Man, fuck them seeds; ain’t no child support in the wild."

In contrast, the Quaidians upheld the sanctity of the moist, sweet Yoni, filling thy walls to overflowing as is right and good. They warned against the unclean ways of Zod's followers, proclaiming, "Beware those who travel the dark halls of Zod, lest thou become likewise unclean, for they are unworthy and stinketh in all their ways."

Amidst this divine dichotomy, a third entity arose: Moufdo, the Mouth God. His adherents believed in the ultimate gratification of the male species through the wettest hole in a woman’s body.

The trinity of Zod, Quaid, and Moufdo formed a complex tapestry of beliefs, each vying for prominence in the land of BGOLia. Their teachings intertwined and clashed, shaping the destinies of their followers in a saga of faith, desire, and power

This is the word of our saints, Thanks be to Quaid ZAMEN

Bless their names

 

[Mrfreddygoodbud]

And you fags double space type the darnest things.

And you fags double space type the darnest things.

is it true you were directing bullets blowbang....?

You were like..

. Ok bullet you ready. set .. lets go..

ACTION!!!

that's why he gave YOU a special shout out!!!

I see why you still a donkey party democrat

Most of yall really be out here doing the devils work!!!

disgusting!!!