Posted on October 14, 2025
Angel’s Throne shitter!
Boy does it feel good to wake up from getting your ass conned, drugged, and dragged back to that place where you did your first mission to fight for your life from a pack of TB-infested junkies and see the archangel of hotness smiling down at you from a futuristic shitter throne. My sole objective here was to escape these skavs, but before leaving through the front door, I set one of their own on them with a little cyberpsychosis and gave whoever was left standing the short circuit special. I know I’m to blame for this predicament. How I ended up here is a pretty garbage-picker in a denim vest named Stefan gave me some malware. Well, if you go around licking doorknobs, you’re gonna catch the flu. Simple as that. But it was a quest, and if I wanted to see this shitter I had to lick some damn doorknobs!