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They are oh-cultists, recruiting the youngun's

This thinly disguised oh-cult group is focussed lazor like on recruiting youngun's to the devil. What with the dulcet tones of Jenn & Sara to quiet the nerves & the insidious whispers of George, feeding "rape sack" and "hate fist" (code phrases from the oh-cult play book, for the coming apocalypse) in the minds of the susceptible. Brant just laughs like a nervous hiena - leading me to suspect he only 'hosts' the show under duress. I think George has someone close to him under observation. "Brant, if you read this - signal your distress by the use of the word "Aluminium" in the next episode and I'll contact the FBI. OK?" Only listen to this podcast if your Moral Stamina rating is 3 or higher; or in order to take copeous notes to aid a later prosecution. All others should avoid like the ear plague it is. And in the name of the King in Yellow, keep your children away from web-o-sphere - there are 'traps' (the name of this podcast is OBVIOUS!) everywhere!

I pray to forget

Imagine if you will, a young man, looking for advice, hungry for knowledge, to expand his style of play. He ventures onto the Internet to try and find some friendly advice, perhaps a personal story or two. He finds four people who host a pod cast that seems to be advertising exactly what he wishes to explore. They seem personable and friendly, ready to give advice. Suddenly, from behind him, a cloth is pressed over his mouth and nose, the chemical tang of chloroform causing him to collapse into unconsciousness. He awakens later, restrained, blindfolded, amongst sinister laughter, and is subjected to almost two days of nonstop assault against his ears, his body, nay, his very mind. These four broach topics of Lovecraftian proportions, pushing the mind to the limits of its sanity. Infantile and Inane jests and topics are pursued with the wanton, ill-conceived abandon of a drunken fraternity initiate finding an unconscious cheerleader alone in his room. Suddenly, ages later, the noise stops. Our young man is again knocked unconscious by an unseen hand. He awakens on the curb, filthy, covered in dirt, and shame. He retreats to his home, feet pounding up the stairs to the shower. Scalding water pours over the young man, who scrubs his body with his rough bar of soap again and again, harder and harder, until his skin is red and raw. As the water pours over him he weeps freely, knowing with absolute surety that he will never be able to cleanse his mind, or his body, of the Trap Cast.

For Realzies

The Trapcast is the polar opposite of the Three Wolves Shirt. George has creepy, tiny hands.

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