i'm not cleaning these up for you shits

Kaizo: someone's jacking off in hydroponics

commisar coolkid: a midnight crew game

commisar coolkid: i would

Kaizo: Lilith Vinous squeezes her left breasts, eyes closed in pleasurable ecstasy. "I... this... is. Lord..." Her other arm is actively rubbing the jumpsuit between her legs, two fingers swerving in and out with small gasps. "I.. I don't fucking know, bossman."#"

commisar coolkid: actually buy it

Kaizo: this was after the RD OD'd on dank

Kaizo: and she's lying in her own vomit

commisar coolkid: ok

commisar coolkid: i'm going to go eat like 50 pounds of pizza maybe brb

Kaizo: Lilith Vinous pros her waist up, using her feet as leverage, her arm now rubbing her crotch up and down with ferocity. There is no shame and restraint, only pleasure. "Oh... god... just let me... fuckin'"

Kaizo: .

commisar coolkid: throw

commisar coolkid: tomatoes at her

Kaizo: i threw myself in front of the shuttle like i said i would in my newsfeed

Kaizo: Lilith Vinous rolls around on her side, a little embarassed at the sudden population increase. Her jumpsuit seems a little soiled, and she is out of breath. "My... lord... I..." She turns away and hoists herself up on the seat, patting her lap as if nothing has happened, all the evidence left being her messy, frazzled hair.

Kaizo: this is

Kaizo: awkward

Kaizo: as butts

Kaizo: Lilith Vinous says, "It's a pleasure... Mister Arm."

Kaizo: Lilith Vinous squints towards his ID. "Mister... uh... Arm?"