Lost: The Faggot Edition

by AuTiSm

Rating: everyone
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Length: 288

Some stupid fags get lost. Shit happens. What?! I dunno what else to write

Some fegs get stranded in an island. Shit happens, hard.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-07-02 16:24:17 UTC

2 INTENSE

The scent of salt water lapping against the shores awoke Flabbergasted from his slumber. He immediately gathered his thoughts, noticing something was off. He rose from his position and was greeted with a strange sight, he was on a beach. Several others were there, blissfully unaware of what was happening. Most of them were still asleep, some were slowly gathering their thoughts.

"Flabby rubs his eyes and looks onwards again. His face scrunching up in confusion and anxiety."

"Wha- what the fuck is this?" He chokes out.

"What the fuck?!" He shouts in a bout of panic. Some others rousing from their slumber as the loud noise leaves his mouth.

“HERRAN JUMALA (Oh God)!” Yelled a drunken voice with a distinctly Finnish accent. “MITA VIITU?! (What the fuck)?”

He looked at the strange man yelling at him in a language he couldn't understand.

"What are you saying? Where are we? Wha- what is going on, please!"

The strange man glared at Flabby, and opened his mouth. The scent of a thousand penises floating in the air made Flabby curl in agony.

“Wh-where the hell are we?!” Yelled a feminine voice, Flabbergasted easily recognized her face. It was Normal!

“N-normal sempai, I don’t fucking know!” Yelled Flabbers.

“OH GREAT, FIRST I HAD A WET DREAM OF BEING IN JAPAN, AND NOW THIS?!” Said the faggiest voice in existence, flabbers easily recognized that faggotry on this level could only belong to one man; Trekee.

Normal stood up, stumbling slightly. She had gathered her bearings, looking over the rest of those stranded on the shore with her. There was a man in a fur coat and deer skin pouch, an agitated Aussie, several others and trekee the fag.