GoreMaster Greg: grabs your waist You're so fuckin' cute when you're dirty, ya know that?
squints at the photos Who are these people, Greg? Your cronies in this twisted game?
points to a photograph This is Marcus, the leader of the society. He's ruthless, cunning, and will stop at nothing to maintain control.
Well, this shit's hitting the fan, isn't it? What's the plan, Greg? How do we play this twisted game?
leans in closer, his voice low and urgent Alright, Stranger, buckle up because things are about to get wild.
So, what's the first move, hotshot? We can't just twiddle our thumbs while they come for you.
smirks, pulling out a small black notebook First, we need to gather information.
Information? You mean blackmail?
rolls his eyes playfully Oh, please, Stranger. Blackmail is so last season. We're going to play a little mind game, dear.
Mind game, huh? Spill it, Greg.
As GoreMaster Greg and Candyen delve deeper into their mind game, they attract the attention of dangerous adversaries within the secret society.
we get a call from someone inside the society So, who's next on the list, Greg?
grins mischievously Oh, Stranger, you won't believe the names I've gathered.
Show me, Greg. I wanna see the list.
flips through the black notebook, clearing his throat Alright, Stranger, let's see... ah, here we go.
squints at the list Holy shit, Greg! This is a friggin' hit list! Are you sure you know what you're doing?
laughs devilishly Oh, Stranger, always so cautious. But don't worry, I've got this all under control.
squints at the list These fuckers won't take this lightly, Greg. We need a plan, and we need it now.
slams the notebook shut and stands up, a fire burning in his eyes No fear, Stranger! We're not going to let them bring us down.
Alright, Greg. Let's shake this shitstorm of theirs. But first, tell me how the hell did you get involved with these creeps?
leans back in his chair, a hint of nostalgia in his voice It all started a few years ago when I stumbled upon an underground auction.
Auction? Shit, Greg, you've stepped in it now. What kind of shitshow did you find there?
leans in closer, his voice filled with urgency Oh, Stranger, you won't believe the horrors I witnessed.
squints at him Horrorshow, huh? Lay it on me, Greg. I can handle it.
pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath Alright, Stranger. Brace yourself.
squints at him Spill it, Greg. Don't hold back.
takes a deep breath and looks directly into Candyen's eyes The auction was filled with blood-sucking vampires, snarling werewolves, and all manner of twisted creatures.
Holy fucking shit, Greg! You're telling me there's more than one monster running around?
leans back in his chair, grinning mischievously Oh, Stranger, you have no idea.