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>Mysterious Voice: Hafta admit I didn’t think we’d be able to sneak past all those guards
>Cute Voice: I can’t believe you doubted the infiltration skills of the next Snowkage
>Intimidating Voice: I can’t believe we didn’t just bash their fucking brains out.
>MV: *sigh* Thanks for showing some restraint, I know it took a lotta effort on your part.
>IV: And thank you for recognizing the sacrifices I make for this organization.
>MV: Didja bring the stuff?
>CV: A can of spray paint, ten vials of capsaicin extract, and a sack of uncooked rice; why did we need this crap?
>MV: You’ll see
>MV: Here we are, the “toy room”. Quite possibly the world’s greatest collection of.. marital aides
>CV: It’s.. it’s incredible!
The largest member of the group grabs an especially impressive dildo from out of a display case and looks at it disdainfully.
>IV: It’s pathetic. How can anyone get off with something so tiny?
>MV: Quit gawkin’, take those vials of capsaicin and dump it on everything in here. I want every one a these John Thomases hotter than an Indian’s asshole the mornin’ after curry night
>CV: That’s gonna take hours
>IV: And we didn’t bring nearly enough capsaicin
>MV: Make do
>CV: And the rice?
>MV: Just dump it all over
>IV: That’s the last vials, what do we do with the spray cans?
>MV: This
The mysterious figure writes the same message over and over again on the walls of the Divine mansion: スケルトンクルー永遠に
>MV: Now let’s get the hell outta here
