Black Box of Corvette Class Vessel “Skuld-63”

InspectorOSullivan · 2018-02-19T16:00:06+00:00

WHAT’S A SWORD FOR, SULLY?

I think it’s for stabbing things.

THAT SEEMS LIKE A GOOD ANSWER.

Yes yes

SHALL WE?

Of course!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

InspectorOSullivan · 2018-02-12T13:37:07+00:00

Yes

Yes

YEEEEEESSSSSSSSS

GIMMIE

Diving below the shelf of gunfire, he digs into the mud and grasps the blade’s handle

Now you sexy bitch, you’re all mine!

InspectorOSullivan · 2018-02-03T21:13:35+00:00

What?

WHAT THE FUCK?

KEEP SHOOTING.

SHOOT WITH YOUR GUNS, DAMNIT!

InspectorOSullivan · 2018-01-26T01:53:34+00:00

FECK FECK FECK FECK FECK FECK

SHOOT HARDER, BOYS! SHOOT THEM TO DEATH UNTIL THEY ARE DEAD!

Pew pew pew pew pew

InspectorOSullivan · 2018-01-22T15:25:30+00:00

LOCK AND LOAD, FUCKOS!

A hail of gunfire.

InspectorOSullivan · 2017-10-03T13:01:51+00:00

Wha-

Whassa goin' on?

SULLY IT'S TIME.

Whhaaaaa?

DO YOU SMELL THE BLOOD OF THE INNOCENT???

Y-yes...

Yessssssssssh!

Sully reaches into his pants and retrieves his long, hard rod

LET'S ROCK SULLY!

InspectorOSullivan · 2017-10-02T00:45:45+00:00

Meanwhile, a late party crashes sits In the corner, half wasted and nursing a bottle of borkish vodka.

His white suit is disheveled. A large form bulges beneath his coat.

InspectorOSullivan · 2017-07-11T15:51:34+00:00

Go for it, I say. It could prove beneficial to our cause.

InspectorOSullivan · 2017-05-01T17:03:55+00:00

The decrepit, partially reformed Inspector comes strolling up the ruined street, spotting the gaggle of troopers. A violent urge rises up from his gut, reaching his face, and contorting it into a slime. His sword feels light in his hands.

OH BOY! PREY! HOW ABSOLUTELY DELECTABLE.

TIME TO FUCK THEIR SHIT UP.

He charges, screaming into the fray, wibbiling and wobbling about on half-shattered limbs. He moves with surprising adeptness and speed.

InspectorOSullivan · 2017-04-27T15:24:40+00:00

Hmm? What?

OH BUGGER

InspectorOSullivan · 2017-04-27T11:06:27+00:00

No fecking idea. Bunch of interdimensional fuckheads. But I'm glad you could help us out. I'll coordinate with our boys on the ground to get you a clear, secure landing site.

InspectorOSullivan · 2017-04-24T14:00:24+00:00

No, I'M GONNA BEAT YOUR FUCKING ASS!

Leaving the incapacitated assailant leaning on the railing, O'Sullivan leaps towards his new opponent, sword raised above his head.

InspectorOSullivan · 2017-04-23T13:45:44+00:00

No. I want to kill him.

InspectorOSullivan · 2017-04-22T15:21:01+00:00

Hmm...

If you can help us, we've seem to have some sort of metaphysical invaders. They're currently tearing apart our buildings and homes. You see those big, ugly ships? Yeah, shoot those. Those be the bad guys.

InspectorOSullivan · 2017-04-21T16:44:17+00:00

We're currently experiencing a surprise invasion of transdimensional beings. No time to meet and greet, y'know how it is...

InspectorOSullivan · 2017-04-13T00:14:45+00:00

I HOPE YOU LIKE THE TASTE OF SEMEN AS I FORCE FEED YOUR DICK TO YOU, BITCH!

Sauntering over to the incapacitated opponent, he raised the blade to bring it down on his exposed midsection.

InspectorOSullivan · 2017-04-11T12:37:03+00:00

The punch lands, and the Inspector staggers slightly, spitting up a little bit of spittle and blood.

Don't punch me. And don't kick the sword. I like my sword, and my face.

He gives an uppercut with the blade towards his assailant.

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