
Originally Posted by
Laddy
Memphis, Tenessee, 8 PM ,November 3rd, 1987
Roger Anthony Darthy, a local accountant and secret slashfic subscriber, is taking a walk home from a brisk walk through the park. He played with the little critters and bought some Italian Ice from a guy with an awesomely bad moustache named Lorenzo Marcuson.
This seemingly normal man would soon be the discoverer of the singularly best creature the world has witnessed. Ever.
Roger decided to take a shortcut to his apartment in Downtown Memphis by hitching a ride with some tentacled women. After approxamitely sixteen minutes of unimangiable pleasure, he reaches his destination. It is now midnight. A holy symbol appears int he sky. Amazed, Roger examines further.
Then, it happened, a fast-moving meteorite cam crashing down on Roger unexpectedly. Before Roger could create any sort of barrierf, he was destroyed.
Roger was announced deceased later. But found in his broken carcass was a makeshift fleshppod containing the Holy Child. Named Laddy, his fantastic locks and astounding charisma inspired all in his vicinity.
Today, his purpose shall be made. His time has come. Will you be ready, children? Will you?
Only time will tell, my flock, only time will tell...
Soon, Laddy shall reveal his true pirposes