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Calm Before the Storm is up

It was already pretty horrific. Especially if you take a minute to think about the four way grandparent sex Charlie and his Mom had to ignore on a nightly basis.

It was more a shared death bed I think. Which is morbid all it own since they were all waiting for the grim reaper to come collect his grandparents.

That’s okay, JayDee.

Completely normal to start stories just take your time pick one and affirm that you intend to finish it. Its not a race, there is no time limit. There is no score keeper.

[After death]

Me: So, I understand there was no scorekeeper?

Anubis: *Pulls out my heart, puts it on a scale which drops so fast the feather on the other side is catapulted into space*

Me: Is… is that bad?

I’m pretty sure you can get by on a technicality rather than suffer oblivion from Ammut. But in seriouness I’m pretty sure you’d be fine. Smut and writing aren’t damnable sins.

And while evil may be real. Most people aren’t.

No matter what pantheon or deity. They will accept your virtues. Avoid Isfet and you’ll be fine.

The 42 Ideals of Ma’at aren’t hard.

Sorry to hear about that.  At least you don’t work in retail though.  Today was a nightmare.

Still, maybe this will give you time to work on something else.

Idk if it has been done. A villian that keep their minion’s morale up by jacking them off.

Work for Black Hand, you got a Black Hand Job!

“You failed”

He bristled but getting his assbeat seven ways to sunday had mellowed this loss. To be fair, who expected an unwashed illiterate apostate peasant from the middle of bum fuck nowhere.

To be possibly the hero of legend?

“I won’t fail again.” He muttered angry at himself more than anything.

The emperor laughed softly for a moment.

“ You had your chance and that’s why I’m sending my incredibly well equipped, masterfully trained in cooperation elite units to deal with them. This world isn’t going to conquer itself and its just not worth it to lose a subordinate sending you after someone who through luck or what have you bested you. They’ll have confidence having beat you once. And this is why I’m the world conquering emperor.”

“Besides you look so pent up.”

The cursed tax collector gasped as the emperor’s hand expertly found its way down his trousers.

“Oh lord.” He cried.

And the emperor replied with a momentary painful clutch.

“Your Imperial Majesty.” The emperor corrected.

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