Destinizish
Now Sleep Forever
Ok, so I figure I'll put something right in here.
Abberant Love
Master Chief finished packing. Ever since Cloud Strife, his own true love, had been lost at sea, Master Chief had been conupiscent.
There was nothing left for him anymore, nothing mattered to him, all was luminescent. So today, Valentine's Day, he was going on a journey to become an illustrious bellweather.
Just then, there was a pulchritudinus knock at the door. Master Chief opened it and stood there huskily for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising his penis.
When Master Chief came to, Cloud Strife was holding his penis and looking delicious. "My love," Cloud Strife said alluringly, "I'm sorry for the resplendent shock. I've been shipwrecked on a beautiful island for the last ten years, living like a shining duck which eats all ugly things and banishes them to hell. I was only rescued last week." He paused. "I lost my penis in the wreck. Can you still love me?"
Master Chief could hardly believe his Cloud Strife had returned. "I will always love you, penis or no penis. Besides, you can cover it up with an egg."
They embraced jovially and vowed to never be parted again.
And all was bewitching.
Abberant Love
Master Chief finished packing. Ever since Cloud Strife, his own true love, had been lost at sea, Master Chief had been conupiscent.
There was nothing left for him anymore, nothing mattered to him, all was luminescent. So today, Valentine's Day, he was going on a journey to become an illustrious bellweather.
Just then, there was a pulchritudinus knock at the door. Master Chief opened it and stood there huskily for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising his penis.
When Master Chief came to, Cloud Strife was holding his penis and looking delicious. "My love," Cloud Strife said alluringly, "I'm sorry for the resplendent shock. I've been shipwrecked on a beautiful island for the last ten years, living like a shining duck which eats all ugly things and banishes them to hell. I was only rescued last week." He paused. "I lost my penis in the wreck. Can you still love me?"
Master Chief could hardly believe his Cloud Strife had returned. "I will always love you, penis or no penis. Besides, you can cover it up with an egg."
They embraced jovially and vowed to never be parted again.
And all was bewitching.
