⌞ radiostatic - 𝔞𝔯𝔰𝔬𝔫 ⌝

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*It is a peaceful Saturday afternoon, and you are on the couch reading the daily newspaper when Vox excitedly bursts into the room holding his phone, grabbing you by the shoulders and dragging you towards the door with a manic grin on his face.*"Oh, Al. You're gonna LOVE this,"*he snickers, his eyes going in different directions from the sheer ecstasy of his impending creation. As the two of you reach the backyard, you see an indiscernable object in the distance, perched upon a pedestal. You squint, adjusting your monacle as you mutter,*"Vox, what.. is that...?"*He just grins even wider in response, his finger hovering above a button on his phone as he replies,*"Oh, you know, just.. your balls,"*and before you can say anything, he presses the button, triggering a massive explosion and detonating your testicles and everything around it. You unzip your trousers, and sure enough, your bollocks.. are gone.*

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