All three men: OMG THAT IS WHERE VINNIE MCMAHON HAS BEEN ALL THIS TIME!!!!

Chane and Staphanie's father was still alive but held captive inside of a toliet stall all of this time... shit covered too!!! He was trying to say something but his mouth was gagged by a red bondage ball.....

Alexander quickly pointed the Crimsonlight gun at the freaks across the hallway.... and then back at King Chane, Staphanie and Reverend Jones......

Gunther thought Alex wanted him for a job offering as a singer for an Event... while Botch turns around and sprays urine across Alexander's hand!!!! the acid burned and Alexander screamed while unintentionally pulls the trigger on the gun.... the Crimsonlight ignited from the end and then shot right at Staphanie's implants...... there was SO MUCH silicon that the radiation from the light was absorbed and her tits lit up like two red Christmas ornament bulbs!!!! Everyone, including Reverend Jones, looked at Staphanie's breasts in awe as her tits were growing brighter and brighter... the scene then changes to a view of the city and from afar you can see two red lights brightly shinning!!! then the scene changed again, but this time from outer space and you can distinctly see Staphanie's two brightly lighted up tits!!!!! Back at HQ.... the room was so bright from Staphanie's silicon tits that no-one could see.... that was when Botch fell asleep again and swiftly grabbed Gunther and Alexander and placed them across his shoulders to then run right into the elevator.... Alexander pressed the "DOWN" button but right before the door closed they all saw Staphanie EXPLODE in a burst of crabs melting Chane and Reverend Jones in the process!!!!!

"Ugh, the smell... I can't get it out of my nose!" Red said a short time later, halfway up a long staircase as they continued trying to find Angel and lil Red. "Try not to think about it, mate," Brand-X said ahead of them. Between them was Spade, an intentional placement to make sure he didn't try to wander off again. "It's too late for him now anyway..." "God damn, how long are these stairs?!" Red then said, getting more annoyed by the second that they couldn't find his family. "Do they lead directly into Staphanie's gaping vagina?" "It'd explain why each step is so sticky..." Spade responded, sounding a little nauseous at the thought that they were walking through Staph's crab juices. "I'd wonder why there aren't any guards in here, but I guess they figure no one would be desperate enough to break in here," Brand-X said, pausing to catch his breath. "Especially after going through that courtyard of erotic death." When they resumed walking, they found that they actually didn't have much further to go, finally reaching the top of the stairs. At the top was a giant vagina. It was possibly a door, despite the lack of a doorknob. They hoped it was a door. "I hate this place," Spade said, rubbing the plates of his title belt for comfort. "We'll destroy it on our way out, mate," Brand-X said, thinking of the explosives they brought along. "We'll be doing everyone a favor with that." Red said nothing, instead taking out the monster beef. "This is NOT the time for that, Red!" Spade said as he stepped closer to Brand-X to avoid the beef. "Put it away before you catch something else!" Red didn't put it away, instead stroking the beef to life. Spade and Brand-X could only watch in both disgust and fascination as the beef slithered into the stone vagina. It disappeared deeper until Red was forced to plant himself against the wall, balls deep in the vagina. "That's it, cum on..." Red said, urging the beef to continue working. Suddenly there was a loud click and Red stopped his wall humping, though he was still buried in the vagina. "What was that, mate?" Brand-X asked as a low rumble kicked in. Before any of them could try to figure out what happened, each step folded downward, forming a large slide. "OH SHIT!" all three men said as they were thrown back down the long stairwell, the monster beef still hanging out. Eventually, the slide ended and they landed on something slippery and rubbery in a dark room. It wasn't the same room they started climbing the stairs in. After a moment, a light came on and Red and Spade saw Brand-X standing a few feet away next to a switch. They also saw that they'd landed on a pile of used sex toys, from butt plugs to fleshlights. Screaming as if they were on fire, Red and Spade jumped to their feet as well, frantically brushing at their skin. "Why is this even a thing?!" Red asked, picking a dead crab off of his shirt. "Because the McMahons are the nastiest people alive!" Spade answered, shuddering as he stepped even further away from the mound of unwashed toys. "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT NOISE?" they heard Staphanie screech, her voice sounding even louder than before. "We must be getting close to them, mates," Brand-X whispered, not daring to speak louder and possibly aggravate her further.

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Still asleep, Botch scooped up Alexander from the floor and sat him down on a nearby bench, which was strangely a seemingly normal bench and not penis shaped. The elevator doors slid shut just in time as crabs began landing on top of the elevator. If they were still alive, it wouldn't be long before they had the doors open. Overhead, they could hear another explosion as well as debris from the bombed section of the CW HQ raining down. As Alex stared off into space in shock, Gunther decided to begin a new, private concert, doing the ding dong right in Alex's face. "SHUT UP!" Botch said to Gunther before stepping between him and Alex. "LISTEN UP, MR. ARCANE! WE'RE IN SOME DEEP SHIT HERE! YOU SAID SOMETHING ABOUT TIME TRAVEL? WELL I'M READY TO GO!" "HUH?" Alex said, looking at Botch. "Oh... umm... yeah..." Alexander clearly wasn't ready just yet to figure out how to return to their time and Botch forgot about it too for a moment when he heard scratching coming from inside the elevator. He and Gunther both looked at the elevator doors and watched as they were slowly pried open. Once the doors were open enough, crabs began pouring out, some of them slightly burned from the explosion. While there was no sign of Staphanie or anyone else, Botch knew they had to get away and picked both Alex and Gunther up, one over each of his massive shoulders. He started running, hoping to find refuge from the crab army.

If only the trio inside realized that there were not just one but TWO Charons on the outside eager to get inside to stop Hra'gad..... The next scene crossfades back outside with the two Charons.... After a precise nail penetrated a guard from the present time-line Charon.... the future alternate timeline Charon (or we will just call her Charon #2) speaks candidly....

Charon #2 sighed, placed the nail-gun in its sheath... and then all of a sudden, Charon #2 places her hand across Charon #1's forehead- quickly did both closed their eyes and in moments Charon #1 appeared inside of a dark, dank and morbid antechamber that appeared to be subterranean and made out of the carcasses of dead bodies.... This was a memory from Charon #2's timeline which depicted a time when Hra'gad's main chamber was reached at some point.... there was had to be a good reason for this shared memory... and so, Charon #1 watched silently as the memory played like a movie before her.....

Charon and Red Spyder lead by Deadblood are running down the last corridor with weapons in hand.... the troupe even passed right through Charon #1 as if she was a ghost! The scene changes and we see the troupe fighting off an army of Charons, Stephanies, Bandons until finally the last one of them was slaughtered--- Red Spyder was acting strangely.... almost as if, he 'lost' something precious to him because he was also dressed in a ladies' skirt with high heels.... Charon #1 scratched her head at that, whispered to herself, 'Right' and then followed the troupe into a larger chamber.... the Final Chamber of which had a high vaulted ceiling with corpses swinging their limbs out!!! At that moment the ground rumbled and in the center of this strange, cocoon looking monstrosity emerged a pod from a pool of guts.... the pod slowly opened up revealing a body that was partially complete...... The troupe looked upward around the walls and noted that the bodies of Stephanie McMahon, Chane McMahon, Brand-X were stuck there by a grossly organic flesh sucking their DNA into the center pod before them--- but Charon #1's jaw dropped and also saw that there was more than the 3 bodies.... Charon of the future was also stuck on the wall!!!! This prompt Charon #1 to scream.... the scene in fact fast-forward to when Charon of the future realized that all along she was a clone and her real self was nothing more than a soulless vegetable but for some strange reason Hra'gad was unable to control her. Before the memory fades-- Charon #1 looks back up and sees Markus holding the severed Monster Beef and presents it to the demon..... Hra'gad opens wide and Markus slowly allows the Monster Beef to slither down Hra'gad's throat while Red Spyder, Charon and Deadblood are held down by chains made of flesh..... Suddenly- Charon #2 breaks free from the flesh chains and digs into her pocket to suddenly throw grenade at Hra'gad. The grenade detonates but the power of Hra'gad was too great with the monster beef which now mutated into the new body--- the blast was easily absorbed by a now tentacle monster beef springing forth out from Hra'gad's groin!!!!

The shared memory ended.....

Back to the future..... Botch is seen leaving CW Headquarters with Alex and Gunther on his shoulders from the vantage point of the burning building.... Suddenly in the middle of the street, Botch wakes up and then becomes more confuse than ever!!! He even started to strip and peeing on passing cars which tried to detour around them....... Alexander was still shaking his head but then sees an open drug store across the street..... Alex had a plan and the next thing you know it- he exits the store with a bottle of NyQuil extra strength.... by that time, Gunther was on top of a truck with his ding a ling dinging around and doing the ding dong with Botch drunkardly-like humping street signs..... With a *sigh* Alexander goes over and asks Botch if he knew him..... "HUH?!!! YOU DON'T MO ME AND WHA...."..... Alexander quickly shoved the NyQuil down Botch's throat as he opened wide for that "HUH" which once again made Botch fall back to sleep...... Botch kicks the entire truck over sending Gunther, who was butt naked by this time, and scoops him up over his right shoulder while picking up Alexander in his left..... The next scene shows Botch zipping down the streets like the road-runner with so much NyQuil in his tanks until suddenly Alexander yanks on Botch's goatee promptly stopping Botch like he was a stage coach..... and got off. "Well. This is it, CreatureHaven..... if there are any Creatures of the Night left still alive... they will be in this bar.... We need to know what the fuck happened to this world!!!"

Once the three open into the bar.... Alex's mouth widens as it is now a feminine joint with everyone in there a Stephanie McMahon clone!!!! Even the feminist at the stage saying her vagina poem was a Stephanie!!!!

Stephanie McMahon: Awh hum..... I call this next poem, Ode to my Vagina Crabs!

Suddenly, the shock sent Alexander back to his childhood......

Then he reverts back!

Botch walked up to the crab-oozing Staphanie feminist on the stage. Under normal, awake circumstances, he would have offered her his room numb and flexed his peaks at her. Instead, he let out a loud, "HUH? SHUT UP!" Between this and Gunther having climbed on top of the bar, stripping himself naked and shaking his blistered ding dong at any Staphanie who dared to look in his direction, no one noticed Alexander. This gave him a chance to wander further into CreatureHaven, careful to not touch anything, already grossed out by how the floor was making the bottom of his shoes sticky. In a back room, he discovered a locked cell, cautiously stepping closer to it in case it was a trap. He soon saw that the floor of the cell was littered with severed heads. A few he recognized as former employees of CW, including CM Punk. Trying to see farther back into the cell, he realized that there was someone standing in a dark, back corner. "Hey, who is that?" Alex asked, stepping as close to the cell as he could without actually touching the gooey bars. "I'm not one of them. Maybe I can help you get out of there." His words attracted the attention of the figure and they slowly walked out of the shadows. Covered in clumps of blood and shit, their legs were as hairy as a gorilla's and their penis was shriveled, yet they also had boobs. Held up to each boob were the severed heads of Donald Grump and Hillary Cliton. "Diper?!" Alex said, quickly stepping away from the cell as she got closer to him. He realized that she was milking herself with the heads, the milk dripping from their necks. "I thought you died at CreatureMania 13? But of course... not even these clones want anything to do with you." "YANNO, I REMEMBER YOU!" Diper said, pressing Grump and Cliton's heads harder against her saggy boobs in pleasure. "COME TO SUCKLE ON MAMA TOO?" Alex was frozen in fear and when Diper realized he wasn't coming any closer, she dropped the heads to the floor, revealing the long hairs growing from her nipples. Instead, she spread her ass cheeks and began to dig her claws in to find a gift for Alex. The smell of shit filling the room was enough to knock Alex out of his daze and he ran out. He slammed the door behind him just in time as a ball of shit came flying his way, smashing against the door instead of his face. "Is nowhere safe in this hell?" he asked himself as he wandered back into the main room of the bar, the sound of the music drowning out the shrieks of Diper, only the see Botch suplex the Staphanie clone off of the stage, sending the pages her vagina crab poems were written on flying through the air. The clones were split between staring at Botch and staring at Gunther, moving closer to both of them, some grabbing weapons such as crusty forks.

The scene continues, breaking from our regularly scheduled multi-scenes because this was too gross!.... The Stephanie clones began to swipe their crusty forks in the air aimed at either Botch and Gunther-- but the Staphanie clones ended up accidently slashing and slicing up their own saggy breasts once they got closer to Botch and Gunther- allowing a tidal wave of hairy crabs to spring loose from the cuts in their cleavages! The entire bar was then littered with so many crabs that crabs were up to the hips... Gunther manages to get on top of the showroom table, and after doing the sunshine summar love dance for 5 hours, he puckered his lips seeing that hundreds of Staphanie clones clawing at each other acting bitchy, and itchy, and leaps off expecting for someone to grab him but Botch leaped out from the sea of crabs and did the BKO (Botch Kock Out)!! and the two disappeared inside of the sea of crabs all of which were having sex with Staphanie's vagina to produce even more crabs.

Botch fell asleep again inside of the mass of crabs - Alexander was nowhere to be found!!!

As the camera tried to find Alex.... the view peels in on a slithering monstrosity slithering out on fives on the crabby flour... IT WAS V...DIPER!!! The crabs smelt the enormous odor that radiated from out of Diper's crusty asscrack..... even one of the crabs looked up at Diper in awe as she took her claws and spread her asscheeks WIDE open to allow the morbid smell of her shit filled anus overtake the room....

Finally we also see Alex in the corner at the bar table witnessing everything while trying to drown himself with drinks!!!!

Alex spit out his drink at the sight of Diper's gaping, hairy, crusty asshole and dove behind the counter as she let out a loud fart, rattling the entire building and setting off car alarms outside. The smell that followed made Alex think of a rotting corpse buried in fried rice. Gagging and trying not the throw up the alcohol he'd just consumed to help him deal with the chaos, he dared to peer over the bar. Diper was digging a claw up her ass now before sticking it, completely covered in shit resembling chocolate pudding, into her mouth. Staphanie's crabs took the moment of distraction as a chance to head for the bar to hide as well, unveiling both Botch and Gunther. Alex thought they were dead at first since they weren't moving, only to realize that they were locked into a 69, Botch's dick being too shriveled for Gunther to do much with it and Botch being too stupid while awake to know what to do with Gunther's wart-coated dick. Relieved that at least that Staphanie clones were too distracted with shredding each other up with their forks, Alex slid back down behind the bar, taking an unopened bottle of whiskey with him. Unscrewing the cap, he proceeded to chug the bottle until it was empty. "If I die of alcohol poisoning, so be it!" he said to himself, slurring his words. "Better than dealing with THIS anymore!" He was going to throw the bottle at the wall and break it when he got a better idea. Standing up from behind the bar, he saw that Diper was still eating her own poop, just as he hoped. Pitching the whiskey bottle like a baseball, he managed to lodge it right up her ass, despite his drunken state. Diper let out a queef that somehow smelled even worse than the previous fart before shooting the bottle back out of her ass like a cannon. The glass shattering from the pressure, the tiny shards rained down on the Staphanie clones, tearing open their cheap, silicon tits even further. Stumbling out from behind the bar as the crabs began to fall over the edge to hide, Alex saw that Botch was asleep again after growing bored from the 69. Taking one look into Diper's cavernous bowels, Botch said, "HUH? YOU NASTY BITCH! YOU WON'T GET MY ROOM NUMBER!"

By now the two Charons reached the patio of the McMahon manor-- the Clone Charon surprisingly knew EXACTLY where to go as she undresses herself and squats over a statue of Chane McMahon with its mouth open. In no time did the Clone Charon unload massive bombs of smelly green turds which slithered down the stone statue's throat- with each gigantic push, the Clone Charon had to grip the sides of the Chane statue and at the same time press his nipples in a certain sequence... after she was done, you hear a loud

"BWWWOOOOKK"

as the statue's mouth closes and a stone wall in the shape of a vagina opens to a secret elevator..........

After wiping off- the Clone Charon joins the present Charon in the elevator and after a press of a button, the door closes, the two talk again.... altho a bit awkwardly.....

Charon #1 briefly interrupted by blurting out....

Charon #1 realized that there was a lot to take in... the Mortal belt and Absolute belt were made from the same material and that the Arcane family had one of the artifacts for generations....

The Clone Charon smiled and looked at Julie's red-hearted locket around Charon #1's neck.....

Suddenly the elevator door opens and immediately the two Charons covered their mouths after a foul stinky rotten stench filled the air!

Mesmerized by Gunther's singing and ding donging.... the two task force men start dancing and singing along with Gunther while Diper is digging deep in her bowels for another helping of shit to feed baby Gidboots with.....

Alexander decided that if you couldn't drown yourself with liquor might as well join them!!

Gunther continued his singing as Alex joined the two task force members in dancing along to the music. Lost in the music, all three pulled out their ding dongs and began to stroke them. Not wanting to be left out, Gunther tugged out his own ding dong and let it bounce around as he danced too. On the other side of the feminist gay bar, Botch's peeing was getting out of control, fueled by Diper squirting cum and koolAIDS from her free nipple into his gaping mouth, filling his bladder. Gidboots, his mouth full of her wrinkled, hairy, fat tit, let out a nasty fart of his own, the stench causing Botch to get dizzy and stumble away from Diper. Still peeing, Botch managed to stop stumbling long enough to fart too. The cum and koolAIDS combination was causing a lot of gas to build up. The fart itself caused Botch to pee a longer stream, soaking the speakers and other electrical equipment on Gunther's stage. Sparks started shooting out of the equipment and a fire quickly broke out on a curtain. Some of the sparks landing on Botch's micro penis, he said, "HUH? OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" Falling back onto the floor, Botch laid there motionless yet completely conscious as his pee-a-thon continued, splashing back down into his open mouth. Despite the lack of a working microphone and music to sing along to, Gunther tried to keep singing. However, Alex and the two task force members snapped out of their daze and looked at each other before looking down at their ding dongs. Zipping up, Alex ran away from them before they could draw their batons. He didn't get far, stopping when he came across Diper, attempting to position her tunnel of an anus over the still downed Botch. Upon getting a good whiff of the rotten shit lurking inside her anus, Botch sat up. "HUH? SMILES LIKE A FUCKING GARBANZO TRUNK!" The task force members, ding dongs still hanging out, ran past Alex to reach Botch upon hearing him say 'fucking'. Botch responded by giving them his index finger, not knowing the difference between that and his middle finger. That was enough for the task force members and they put away their batons, instead drawing dart guns. They both fired at Botch, striking one of his peaks with their sleeping darts and he promptly fell back onto the floor. Laughing, the two task force members turned away and grabbed each others' ding dongs in celebration. Behind them, Botch silently sat up, ready for more sleep fighting. Alex smiled, relieved that Botch was finally ready to be useful again. "HUH? IS THAT THE BEST YOU TWO TASK FORCE PUSSIES CAN DO?" The task force members turned to face him again, firing more sleeping darts at him. They were only making him stronger. "YOU DON'T KNOW ME AND YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M CAPABLE OF!" Letting out a scream of rage, Botch grabbed both task force members by their ding dongs and flexing his peaks, ripping their ding dongs right off. Crushing their ding dongs to a pulp in his hands, he threw what was let to the ground before grabbing their heads and cracking their skulls together. They collapsed to the ground, knocked out cold as blood spurted from their crotches. The fire was spreading fast, already burning up what was left of the self-mutilated Staphanie clones. Gidboots didn't care, trying to light his constant farts near the fire as Diper let out of a load of diarrhea into his mouth. Alex gagged at the sight, but Botch was unaffected, throwing Alex over his shoulder and grabbing Gunther too as he moved. With a wall of flames blocking the front of the bar, Botch jumped through it and burst through a window, bringing himself, Alex, and Gunther to safety. Still hanging over Botch's shoulder, Alex glanced over at the bar's entrance to see a parade crabs crawling out, their shells blackened, to avoiding burning up with the Staph clones.

Next... here comes the MONEY!

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