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montycrusto
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I used your name without permission...Hey wait a minute here. Not sure which one is Thatone, but neither of them look anything like me!
And I'm not sorry...
I guess I'm evil
I used your name without permission...Hey wait a minute here. Not sure which one is Thatone, but neither of them look anything like me!
I hope they're in the NailusMartyrs Xmas Catalog, I'll definitely put on my letter to SantaView attachment 309549 Love those cute little iron neck pieces
I must say, my rotten-fruit stalls are doing exceptionally well todayhumiliated by the jeers and rotten fruits thrown at her.
The last picture was one of two SJ's that inspired what was to be a two or three part story...I must say, my rotten-fruit stalls are doing exceptionally well today
It's free-market enterprise like this that will make the Republic great again.
And make me a lot of money too.
I shall have the dungeons re-fitted.
Plenty more treacherous sluts where she came from.
- Sir Monty de Crusto
Well, whatever it is that's making your story grow like a giant marrow, I'm grateful for itwhat was to be a two or three part story...
Body parts??? Really, Monty??? I suppose we could try...Well, whatever it is that's making your story grow like a giant marrow, I'm grateful for it
(I wonder if rotten marrow will do, once we've run out of fruit?)
hehehe... you're worse than me...Body parts??? Really, Monty??? I suppose we could try...
Tree
He would say that as a member of the conspiracy...great chapter, tree!
of course, as (normally) you would be the first one to point out,
she's guilty as hell
Tree would say THAT as a non-member of the consp... er... conspicuously noble fraternity of self-sacrificing heroes of the Republic!He would say that as a member of the conspiracy...
Awesome description!Magnolia lay panting in pain on the cross. To emphasize her fall from grace the roughhewn cross was stained with the blood and excrement of the criminals that had died upon it before her. Even the placard announcing her crimes had been used before, only haphazardly whitewashed and hastily hand-painted with ‘traitor’ and ‘murderess’. It really was a titulus as it bore neither her title nor name, now forbidden to be said in what was once the Kingdom of Arbor. As the wood was nailed to the stipe Magnolia could feel the vibration of each blow of the mallet run through the cross and the Spikes pinning her to it.
In her last moment before the cross was raised an officer once loyal to her father ordered his soldiers “Raise the cunt and be gentle about- we want her to suffer the cross as long as possible.”
Five strong soldiers easily lifted the weathered cross with the waifish princess nailed to it and slowly lowered it into the waiting socket. It was less than cubit from the bottom did it slips at all and barely made a sound when it stopped. Magnolia was crucified!
Without the cross being dropped the three cubits that usually done with crucifixions Magnolia was not stunned to the point of near unconsciousness and remembered every bit of being raised, from the swing from laying on the ground to vertical with her back and bum sliding down the rough face of the stipe as the cross arced sideways. She remembered the spikes tearing at her wrists and the spike pressed against her shattered feet while she braced for the drop into the socket as more of her shifted on the cross.
The short drop when the cross slipped the bit into the socket painfully stretched her shoulders and jarred her hips but she was completely aware of every pain wracking her body. The crown of thorns that had tormented her as she carried the cross to the Hill of Death would serve to torture her by not allowing her to rest her head against the stipe nor let her rest it against her arms as the thorns would tear into her biceps. As the realization set in the cross torturing her to death was all she had to look forward to she cried out “Have mercy on me!”
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The reply came in the form of laughter, jeers, and rotten fruit procured from Sir Monty de Crusto’s stand at the crucified princess.
Tree
A minor manip of a Bob Nearled original
Yes, but six men of such high quality...A beautiful young woman dies on a cross for the gain of six men
Did I mention that Magnolia really wasn't a virgin when she was arrested???Yes, but six men of such high quality...
It's a bargain really.
And may I say, as self-appointed spokesman for the five other lazy bastards
- I mean Paragons of Knighthood -
It really is a pleasure to be one of the founding members of a Republic
so stable, so noble, so durable; it will last for a thousand years
And the six hallowed saviours of Arbor will be commemorated in song
by bards and minstrels; troubadours shall sing of our chivalry and virtue.
Our deeds shall be chiselled in stone, stitched into tapestries,
burned into the minds of generations yet unborn.
These six demi-gods
Who gave their grateful subjects
the timeless gift of peace.
But just in case there's any trouble
I recommend an immediate purge of our political enemies,
just a little reign of terror
for a while
until things settle down
and get that traitor's corpse off there, someone,
and chuck it on the rubbish heap
for the rats and crows to feast on
- Sir Monty de Crusto
yep with an Apostles' CreedMaybe we do need an epilog!!!