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**PamperDivision** · January 17th, 14, 02:02 AM

Being the bassist / vocalist for the most bru- *ahem* second most brutal band in the world had its ups and downs. But for Jezebel, the frontwoman of Desecratrix, an all-female black metal band, there was a secret to her that, if revealed, would absolutely ruin her artistic credibility.

The band was on in ten minutes, as the opening act before tens of thousands of salivating fans. Prior to applying corpse paint, she had another issue to deal with...

**toxic34** · January 17th, 14, 01:12 PM

The band was the opening act for none other than Dethklok. William Murderface barged into the dressing room. "Oh fuck! This isn't the game room!" He then sidled up to Jezebel. "Hey there. How's it hanging?"

**PamperDivision** · January 18th, 14, 01:27 AM

"Argh," she growled, annoyed with the bass player's presence. "Oh. I'm doing all right, I just need to conduct some business before we go on stage. Y'mind, like... leaving me to some privacy?"

**toxic34** · January 18th, 14, 01:29 AM

"Uh, sure. After I do some stretches." Murderface unzipped his pants to pull his dick out. Of course he did stretches to prep for the bass solo, but wanted to impress Jezebel and hopefully have sex with her.

**PamperDivision** · January 18th, 14, 01:38 AM

Jezebel rolled her eyes, laughing a bit. She had to go really soon, and her limit on holding it in was approaching. "Impressive, uhh... specter, Mr. Murderface," she sarcastically complimented him.

**toxic34** · January 18th, 14, 01:39 AM

"Oh, you're impressed!" Murderface said. He leaned in. "Let's go ahead and do it, right now!"

**PamperDivision** · January 18th, 14, 01:51 AM

"Umm, William..." Jezebel interrupted, "I'll have you know that Desecratrix is going on stage in SEVEN MINUTES. I still have to apply corpse paint, and..." she could really feel the strain on her bladder now, more than ever. "I'll be right back," she said firmly, flatly and frankly, turning her back to Murderface as she tramped to the bathroom with purpose.

**toxic34** · January 18th, 14, 01:52 AM

Murderface threw a tantrum all the way back to the Dethklok practice room. "Fucking chick bands! Why the fuck did we agree to this?!"

**PamperDivision** · January 18th, 14, 02:10 AM

Meanwhile, Jezebel was practically running to the bathroom down the long hall in her black metal uniform with bullet belts and spikes and all to try and make it in time.

**toxic34** · January 18th, 14, 02:13 AM

Murderface entered the Dethklok room. "Why the fuck did we agree to Charles' fucking stupid idea?" Skwisgaar Skwiggelf, the lead guitarist nodded. "Yeahs, we ams not in the betters places!" What he meant was that instead of the biggest stadiums and outdoor shows, this tour was a standard US arenas and amphitheaters excursion.