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he highest ranking Holofag officers knew what they were getting into, the moment they stepped across the border of the safety of /#/Kingdom, into the dark uncharted territories leading to the /NijiEN/ den. The only remains of those who were drafted in the great Tribalism war of viewbotting were the tales told of once great warriors being mindbroken into playthings, the vicious, uncaring, diseased monsters lurking within the general being the bogeyman of the whole board, nay, the entire site.
Femanons.
Those dastardly creatures were known to inhabit generals that were rife with drama, cute boys, and anger, and the /#/soldiers were the perfect meal for this invasive species being a mixture of all three traits. That is why the elite task force of Anti-Niji-Stream reporters were on this mission- to neutealize this femanon threat once and for all. After months of case studies and failed trials on female vtubers, the top tribalfag researcher concluded that the best time to strike was now. During Pride Month, when the femanon is most preocupied with yaoi, strike in the darkness and remove the most homosexual member. The Holofags marched onwards, past the top 10 Mysta sussy moments clips, past the Enna period mention compilation clips, to deftly snatch the URL of Uki Violeta, to deliver it to their stream reporting Hadron collider. It was a genius plan. The Holofag grasped the pathetic URL in his hand, smirking. He was too preoccupied to notice that the underbush behind them had rustled, too swept up in his celebration that Nijisanji would finally collapse, and thus, the disgusting Nijifags would follow suit. And so, it was too late for the victorious soldiers to react before a fat, old, smelly shadow darted before their eyes and knocked them out faster than you could say "desuwa".
When the Holofag soldiers finally came to, clutching their heads, the first thing they noticed was that they were stark naked, and trapped in a pitch black, completely enclosed area. No... it wasn't pitch black, they were blindfolded and cuffed. Shouting out into the unknown, the Holofags struggled against their bindings, when a soldier to their left yelped in an unimaginable tone, before his frightened voice was cut off in a gagging choke. Rhythmic grunting noises ensued, and the Holofags could only struggle harder. Then suddenly, what sounded like a fight broke out to the left. Being completely blind, the Holofags could only imagine in a mixture of fear and disgust, what was happening to their comrade to make him beg for mercy so despetately. When even more bastard-like grunts snuck up behind them, they thrashed even harder against their bindings. But it was futile, really. Because the only thing more dangerous than a fujo femanon is an oji-san rapist.
