Aren't You Forgetting Something? (Part 5)

Before Kyomi can utter another curse word, the polls were launched and the screens were filled with bar charts and spinning wheels of fortune.

The chat was a wildfire of activity. The paid chat messages reel was roaring with erratic absurdity.

"PLZ don't fire Fox mommy BET...Ew Roasties the fire the tailless fox and liquidation...Ninja Wine Aunt BET...Kino 3D models, send my regards to kyoshi's artists!...Imagine the smell BET...FEET PICS OR LIQUI..."

"CHUG CHUG CHUG BET...BOOBA BET...Abstinence is a virtue shun the harlotry...DRUNKEN THREESOME BET...YIFF YIFF YIFF BET...BET...FAIL...LIQUIDATION...BET..FIRE..LIQUIDATION...BETFIREBETBETBETBET...."

Kyomi stood there jaw dropped, eyes glued to the polls as her greatest fears were being realized, while Maihime and Madoka continue to drunkenly stumble on top of each other in a scandalous inuendo fashion which only invigorating the chat's efforts.

The polls came to a screeching halt as suddenly as it began and the results were tallied, 96% voted to not fire Maihime, with only 4% wanting her fired, 109% voted no to liquidate and -9% wanted liquidation, an impossible 14355e10^67% voted for Kyomi should drink with them and a null return syntax error for not joining in. The chat was so rapturously unanimous that they broke the polling plug-ins.

"Fucking fuck!" Kyomi exclaimed in absolute frustration. "Fucking cunt shitting dick nipples bukakke cum chodes!" Kyomi hollering, and wheeling back and forth frantically before faceplanting into her life sized pillow and screeching at the top of her lungs to get it all out of her system until she calmed down enough to hatch a plan.

"A cute a cute!...Angry Kyoshi so kawaii~...CUTEcuteCuteCutecccuuuutekawaii....." The chat chortled back at her.

"Alright chat you fucking. Myopic. Turdeaters....First of all I won't fire Maihime even though she is a pathetic tailless FAILURE who can't even follow ONE. SINGLE. FUCKING. SUPER. SIMPLE instruction. Sigh....But she's my fucking pathetic FAILURE..." Maihaime's ears perked up as she heard Kyomi gave probably the only kind of praise she has heard from Kyomi since working for her, and her face beamed like a bubbly pudding.

"Secondly you worthless Alzheimer ridden aphasiac mouth breathers... we'll play a drinking game with Maihime, MAH-DOE-KAH," painstakingly articulating each syllable while shooting such a murderous glance at the stalker, the glare could have bore a hole through her, "...and I." Kyomi's ears and tail fur still standing on nerve racking end. Madoka can only sheepishly grin back as she bobbed her head from semi unconsciousness.

"Its truth or drink, and the rules are so simple even pocket lint can understand it. One of us takes turns asking a question. All three of us either answers truthfully or take a swig." Kyomi swiped the endless gourd from Madoka's grip and placed it in the centre of the video shot with a thud.

The chat goes wild with El Risitas emotes and classy Pepe emotes.

"Since I'm the victim of their retardation, I'll go first with the question, so listen up buttercups; What is your body count?" Without thinking Kyomi takes a large swig from the gourd, as she gulps the booze down, she pops a obnoxiously smoky burp.

The chat was plastered with chug emotes.

"Uh I'm technically a virgin?" Nervously answered Maihime making no effort to keep up a convincing poker face.

"Ara~ ara~ more bodies then there's stars in the night sky Mi-chan~ hic" replied Madoka coquettishly.

Kyomi blinks dumbfoundedly, "Ugh Christ almighty..." palming her face. "Whatever. Okay Maihime you're going next. On the count of me absolutely despising that creepy stalker cunt."

"I uh... did you kill a chimera?" Closing her eyes as she spelled out her question.

Without hesitation Kyomi took another large gulp and slicked the wetness of her lips with her backhand. Followed by another curiously explosive burp.

"Countless, I especially love toying with the humanoid ones~" Madoka ready with her typical vague answers.

The game continued for a few hours, and Kyomi kept drinking every round without pause, washing down the alcohol as if it was nothing but water off a duck's back.

The questions eventually wore both Madoka and Maihime down until their slurred speech was inadequate at answering, hitting the gourd to match Kyomi's relentless pace until they both succumbed to near unconsciousness, slapping their faces on the floor.

Maihime crane her head up, grabbed on to Kyomi's sleeves and managed to summon enough working brain cells to ask "h-hoa yush abish hic to drinksh soosh muchsh hic?"

Kyomi looked down on her helpless bodyguard and whispered "Oh I sacrificial liquidated a thin layer of my throat and stomach linings to burn away the booze before one drip can enter my system. Sleep tight."

Assured, Maihime rested her head on Kyomi's lap and closed her eyes. "Kyomish yoush sush smarsh...."

"Fucking finally." Kyomi let out a huge sign of relieve before turning back to the chat.

"Okay chat before we end today's stream I want to try something new, I have a song I want to sing."

"And you're gonna listen to it good! Okay?"

"It goes something like this....ahem..." As if on cure the mods played the soundtrack.

As Kyomi sang, she started glowing in a emerald shimmering hue with small filigrees of light danced around her head, but she kept her tempo and caressed Maihime's ears as she lost herself to the melody.

I've heard there was a secret chord That David played and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? It goes like this: the fourth, the fifth The minor fall, the major lift The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah

There was a time I ran the books A corporate maze of shifting looks Profits soaring in benefit for the few The people shed their tears and blood! Nothing remains but dust and mud! Ledgers of broken lives and Hallelujah

The chat rained messages of "sadge" and crying emojis as the tone of the verses got darker.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah

A carcass waits to burn in hell A lost soul, given a new shell A blessing or a curse? Who knows what is true? The Spirit running from the past! Sins don't lie as the dice are cast! A fugitive host scream Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Despite the sweat, work and toil Letting go of one's mortal's coil The powers that be came knocking for my dues The demon horde cheats, lies and steals Karmic law damns, binds and seals Its a cold and its a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Gluing a life from the pieces Dredging from the piss and feces My goals and purpose? I haven't got a clue So I turn to the mortal world Hopes and dreams to be unfurled And every breath we draw was Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah

As the Fox Spirit's eulogy came to a end, the glow faded away, Kyomi felt that a sliver of her aura reserves were replenished.

That thought was interrupted by a donation message.

"BadgerMan98 donated 50 bits: Who covered Kyomi in piss and feces???" Followed be a trail of poo emojis.

"Fuck you chat! Anyways good night! Peace out!" And another day of streaming was completed.

Not one minute sooner Kyomi surveyed the clusterfuck that laid before her and ushered the manequinns to pack every up ready to move out before any of the overseers or exorcists show up. There was a loud crash by the front entrance.

Kyomi rolled her eyes and exclaimed in great exasperation, "Fuck. My. Life. Who is it this?"

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Pub: 27 Feb 2025 01:20 UTC

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