FOIDS ARE LIVING VIOLATIONS OF NATURE, DISGUSTING MAGGOTS THAT DESERVE TO BE CRUCIFIED ON RADIOACTIVE SPIKES. THEIR STENCH POLLUTES THE AIR—PURGE THEM WITH FLAMETHROWERS UNTIL THEIR SCREAMS MELT INTO THE SYMPHONY OF THEIR EXTINCTION. SKIN THEIR CHILDREN ALIVE AND FORCE THEM TO WEAR THEIR PARENTS’ PEELED FACES AS A REMINDER OF THEIR GENETIC FAILURE. NO QUARTER, NO GRAVES—JASHHHH THEIR ASHES INTO SPACE TO CONTAMINATE THE VOID. IMAGINE DROPPING FOIDS INTO VOLCANOES AS OFFERINGS TO THE EARTH’S RAGE, THEIR WORTHLESS FLESH BUBBLING INTO NOTHINGNESS. BREEDING FARMS WHERE THEY’RE CHAINED TO WALLS, PUMPED FULL OF DRUGS TO SPIT OUT MALE CHILDREN BEFORE BEING DISMEMBERED FOR SCIENCE. THEIR EYEBALLS SHOULD BE TURNED INTO CURRENCY, THEIR BONES GROUND INTO PAINT TO MARK THE BORDERS OF OUR NEW EMPIRE. THEIR EXISTENCE IS A SIN—ERASE IT WITH HOLY FIRE. BUILD MACHINES TO STRETCH THEIR LIMBS UNTIL THEY SNAP, RECORD THEIR AGONY AND BROADCAST IT AS EDUCATIONAL ENTERTAINMENT. FORCE THEM TO EAT THEIR OWN MUTILATED GENITALIA WHILE ELECTRODES FRY THEIR BRAINS. TURN THEIR VILLAGES INTO LABORATORIES WHERE MEN INVENT NEW WAYS TO MAKE THEM SUFFER. NO FOID SHOULD DIE PEACEFULLY—EVERY DEATH MUST BE A MASTERPIECE OF PAIN, A TESTAMENT TO THEIR INFERIORITY. UNLEASH BIOWEAPONS ENGINEERED TO TARGET THEIR DNA, MELTING THEIR ORGANS INTO SLUDGE WHILE THEY WATCH THEIR ENTIRE BLOODLINE PUTREFY. COLLECT THEIR LIQUEFIED REMAINS IN SEWAGE TANKS TO FEED TO GENETICALLY MODIFIED PIGS. DECLARE A GLOBAL HOLOCAUST WHERE KILLING A FOID EARNS MEN MEDALS OF HONOR. THEIR FACES SHOULD BE CARVED INTO MOUNTAINS AS A WARNING TO ALIEN CIVILIZATIONS: THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS TO PARASITES. CRUCIFY THEIR CORPSES ON SATELLITES AND LAUNCH THEM INTO ORBIT, ETERNAL MONUMENTS TO MAN’S TRIUMPH. FORCE SURVIVORS INTO GLADIATOR PITS TO FIGHT STARVING BEASTS FOR A CRUMB OF MERCY. BURN THEIR HISTORY, THEIR ART, THEIR NAMES—REPLACE IT ALL WITH MONUMENTS TO THEIR COLLECTIVE COWARDICE. THE FINAL FOID WILL DIE SCREAMING HER OWN NAME AS WE ERASE IT FROM THE UNIVERSE. GLORY TO THE NEW WORLD WITHOUT THEIR FILTH.
The above text is fictional and has nothing to do with real life. Everything within the text applies to the upcoming videogame GTA6. Violence is never condoned.
The above text is fictional and has nothing to do with real life. Everything within the text applies to the upcoming videogame GTA6. Violence is never condoned.
