After the 500th tranny left the astral plane of HELL for the day, Bael closed the realm off to vermin (his word for humans). He sat on his throne, stared at the now-closed portal, and made an exhausted chuckle to himself over the screams of John McCain in the torture pit in the room next door. "Well, time to start posting on patriots.win" he said to himself as he put his MAGA hat back on plotted eternal damnation to the faggots who wouldn't let him shitpost in peace.

Saint Bartzabel walks in. "Sir! What do we do with the 'offerings' accumulating from the whack jobs who keep coming here?"

Bael scratched his goat-chin and thought for a second. "Save those faggy toys for later. Obama is going to LOVE his My Little Pony collection when he comes down here."

After the 500th tranny left the astral plane of HELL for the day, Bael closed the realm off to vermin (his word for humans). He sat on his throne, stared at the now-closed portal, and made an exhausted chuckle to himself over the screams of John McCain in the torture pit in the room next door. "Well, time to start posting on patriots.win" he said to himself as he put his MAGA hat back on plotted eternal damnation to the faggots who wouldn't let him shitpost in peace.

Saint Bartzabel walks in. "Sir! What do we do with the 'offerings' accumulating from the whack jobs who keep coming here?"

Bael scratched his goat-chin and thought for a second. "Save those faggy toys for later. Obama is going to LOVE his My Little Pony collection when it's his turn."

After the 500th tranny left the astral plane of HELL for the day, Bael closed the realm off to vermin (his word for humans). He sat on his throne, stared at the now-closed portal, and made an exhausted chuckle to himself over the screams of John McCain in the torture pit in the room next door. "Well, time to start posting on patriots.win" he said to himself as he put his MAGA hat back on plotted eternal damnation to the faggots who wouldn't let him shitpost in peace.