Antichrist Angelina Ballerina Captures Brent Spiner (Jan. 4, 2017)

ANTICHRIST ANGELINA BALLERINA CAPTURES BRENT SPINER & VLADIMIR PUTIN ON JANUARY 4, 2017. THE ONLY MAN ON GAIL’S MARRIAGE LIST NOT CAPTURED IS ZACK KNIGHT. GAIL HAS CREATED A VIDEO TO DESTROY ANGELINA BALLERINA ONCE AND FOR ALL USING THE SEROQUAKKE BOMB THAT ANGELINA HAS STOLEN FROM GAIL AND WHICH HAS THE POTENTIAL TO DESTROY GOD’S ENTIRE UNIVERSE.

UPDATE: We defeated Angelina Ballerina on Jan. 6, 2017. This is a historical archive.

My dearest Gail,

We are in grave danger.

My horror began when I was comforting Vladimir in his quarters. Vladimir lay with his head in my lap on the couch, still crying. Dozens of empty, gallon-size jugs of 200 proof vodka lay scattered throughout the room. Their necks glistened with the remnants of their former contents, fading drops of burning alcohol weeping to the carpet and mixing with the Russian President’s tears.

“It’s going to be all right, Vladimir,” I spoke gently, stroking his head, “your erection will come back. It always does. It always has. Here, let me read you a passage from the Bible…”

Vladimir sucked down some mucus.
“O.K. but first, I must make piss like floods of Noah.”

His excretory system infused with alcohol, Vladimir hopped off of the couch very quickly to run to the bathroom. From my sitting position on the couch, I heard him sharply unzip his pants, followed by the sound of urine blasting the receptacle like a firehose.

I sat back to relax, flipping through the Bible when I saw out of the corner of my eye something hot pink flash past the window. Narrowing my eyes with concern, I turned my head to catch a glimpse, but there was nothing there. Minutes passed, and I tried to focus on reading my Bible, but something just didn’t feel right…almost ten minutes later I heard a sharp ‘thud’ sound echo from the bathroom, followed by a boyish squeal of joy.

“Are you all right Vladimir? What happened?” I asked, confused and worried.

“Brent…my erect! My erect has come! There has been water hammer in my penis to stop the flow of the urine! I am erect!!” Vladimir swooped out of the bathroom to present his massive, Coke-can-thick penis to me. He was like a Russian peacock in full bloom.

“Wow, Vladimir! That’s miraculous!” I cried out joyously, “I wonder what made it come back?”

“Brent, I am solid like horny bear! As horny bear find naked Aryan woman in woods, hairy pussy slather with honey. Feel!” He puffed out his lower abdomen with masculine pride.

I grabbed Vladimir’s penis, squeezing it gently and giving it five or six strokes just to examine it.

“That’s the healthiest penis I have ever felt,” I exclaimed with quiet awe, “I’m so proud of you Vladimir.”

“I have not been so erect, even with sexual Empress Gail,” he said, sounding a little puzzled.

“That’s very strange…” now I was beginning to grow curious.

That was when I saw the flash of pink out of the corner of my eye once more. I gazed behind Vladimir to the bathroom window, and what I saw made my eyes widen like saucers. My jaw dropped so hard it nearly fell off of my face.

Floating out in space, Angelina Ballerina had latched herself onto the window and was now staring in at us with a mad grin. Slowly, seductively, she raised her star-tipped wand and tapped at the glass beckoningly.

I’m not ashamed to tell you that Vladimir and I both jumped into each other’s arms in fright. We hugged each other like little children and screamed at the top of our lungs.

Zack Knight was out in the corridors nearby and swiftly responded to our terrified cries. He burst through the door with concern. By the time he arrived, we were already in a perilously compromising position.

Vladimir was pressed up against the window, humping the glass furiously. I had desperately latched on to Vladimir from behind in an attempt to pull him away. My hands grasped at his waist as he bucked like a wild bull, jostling me along like a drunk rodeo clown.

“Vladimir, stop!” I begged him, clawing in vain to hold back my own, unstoppable arousal. My eyes shot to Zack Knight in the doorway.

“Zack! Help us! You’re the only one immune to Angelina’s power! Save us!”

Zack stood right where he was, frozen, unmoving. He seemed petrified to the spot like a tree.

“Zack! Come!” I continued to scream, growing even more desperate as my arousal grew.

“Oh no…” I gasped, looking down at the glass, which was now beginning to crack from the sheer force of Vladimir’s thick penis slamming against it like a steel battering ram.

Angelina giggled with delight.

“You boys are mine,” she cooed seductively, “MY COLLECTION IS COMPLETE!”

I lost it. My rock hard erection shot between Vladimir’s thighs and shattered the already crackling glass, the glass that stood as the only barrier between us and our worst, sexual nightmare. The window was obliterated into tiny pieces, and as if in slow motion, Vladimir and I fell through the shards of glass and into space.

“Zaaaack…!” I called, my voice fading into the vacuum. My heart dropped as I saw him dart from the doorway, and flee in his own terror.

I blacked out.

The next thing I knew, I was opening my eyes, but all I could see was darkness. I awoke to the sound of pixie-like giggles echoing into my consciousness and felt a slender form crawl onto my body. I couldn’t move.

Bright lights came on.

Loree McBride was on top of me, squeezing my penis through my clothes with both hands as if fused to my manhood. I screamed! I screamed as though I were covered in furry spiders the size of dinner plates! My 18.5 inches of penis felt like it wanted to retreat back into my body, and I prayed that it would.

Angelina stepped out from behind Loree, wagging her star-tipped wand at me.

“Now, now, Brent…there’s nothing to fear,” she purred, stalking toward me, “you’re going to ENJOY what’s about to happen to you. Even more than you would EVER enjoy lovemaking with Gail.”

“I would never enjoy lovemaking with the likes of you or any Jesuit woman!” I shouted with a disgusted cry, pulling my knees toward my chest in a vain attempt to hide my penis.

“SILENCE!” She commanded. A paralyzing orgasm instantly ripped through my body, and I gasped. Moaning and writhing from the aftershock, I shuddered in fatigued submission.

“Now…” Angelina’s voice softened in satisfaction, pleased that I was now listening. The pink tutu’d nightmare began to pace around us, tipping her wand back against her shoulder and tapping it rhythmically as she walked, “I have very SPECIAL plans for you Brent…”

“You’re going to make sweet, passionate love to Loree McBride,” she whipped her wand through the air as though commanding magic, “it’s going to be the most intense, heart-stopping, beautiful lovemaking of your ENTIRE EXISTENCE…and in your blissful union you’re going to give Loree the love child she has always wanted…conceived al naturale.” She emphasized what she meant by making an OK-sign with one hand, and delicately dipping her star-tipped wand through the hole.

I steadied myself, refusing to give in to her terroristic threats. “So you’re going to put me under brain control and force my body to perform sexual acts? Amateur move for a Jesuit,” I taunted her, “you’re not anything new, Angelina. I would have expected more from an Antichrist that touts herself as being more evil than Zack Knight!”

“I’m not finished,” Angelina replied in a sing-song fashion. She smiled. A sickening sweetness dripping from the corners of her lips, like rotten candy. She tossed her tussled blonde hair and returned to pacing, “whether you participate or not is up to you…I’m not going to force you Brent, or even put you under brain control — but if you can’t genuinely convince Loree of your love for her as you consumate your child together, she’s NOT going to be HAPPY.”

Angelina’s heels clicked on the floor as she stepped closer, cooing softly as she continued, “if Loree isn’t happy, bad things happen,” she tapped my nose with the star of her wand, tilting her head, “mmkay?”

“Or what?” I retorted, the courage in my blood overtaking the weakness of my post-orgasmic state, “let me guess, you’ll kill Gail? She would rather die than let you continue your reign of terror!”

Angelina laughed, her delicate voice tittering melodiously like a flute.

“Death would be too good for Gail. No, ‘my dear,'” her petite voice turning into a monstrous growl, one tiny hand curling into a claw, “I’m going to RAPE her.”

Her voice just as quickly softened again with that sickening sweetness, “rape in the SOFT definition of the word, because she’s really going to love it!”

As if putting on a ballerina show, Angelina began to twirl, grinning victoriously with her skinny arms outstretched, “Yes, I am going to RAPE her, for-EVER! No one will stop me, because none of her men will be left, and nobody is going to be able to kill her! By the power of Satan himself, I will make Gail my immortal slave! SHE will be the worm in her own pink little hell, who could never die or be killed.”

Angelina pranced like a playful gazelle and waved her wand in an infinity pattern in the air, twirling, and finally pirouetting before taking a self-praising curtsy in front of her captive audience. After a heavy pause, she lifted her head with a grin, the fluorescent lights casting their cold white glow over her physically flawless face.

“So what will it be, Brent?” She asked sweetly, “make love to Loree, and give her a baby…” her face darkened, and she growled, like an evil pink kitten, “or doom Gail to an eternity of her worst imaginable nightmare?”

Her voice sickened me, but I swallowed my fear and stood my ground. In my mind, I was mentally standing in front of Gail, as though to protect her. “We both know there’s no way for you to reach Gail. Her Gail Shield is impenetrable.”

Angelina practically screamed, “Not with THIS it isn’t!”

As if anticipating my question, Angelina grabbed a curtain that was behind her and yanked it away, revealing none other than our very own, top secret Seroquakke project.

Like a marionette that just had its strings severed, I felt my very bones collapse. I couldn’t believe my eyes.

Angelina rolled her head back with a cackling snort, grinning from ear to ear, “a nuclear bomb fused with Seroquel and Zack Knight’s semen…pretty brilliant, if I may say so, gentleman,” she tapped her wand to her pink lips with admiration of the powerful bomb, “while you were all busy itching your rectums and having GAY SEX, this little weapon of yours was nothing for me to steal. My army of Jesuits were able to finish it in days, and…voila!” She giggled, “it’s a good thing too. This would have been a DISASTER for me if you had used it to capture me as you planned.” After twirling herself once again in excitement, she squealed. “This Seroquakke can penetrate annnny-thing!”

Loree had not taken her sparkling devil eyes away from me. By now her panties had become so wet, I could feel her vile juices soaking through my clothes. “Just like your dick, Brent,” she licked her lips.

Loree’s hands tightened their grip on my crotch, and I felt my heart sink. If not for the thought of my precious Gail, I might have died right then and there. I had to remain strong. Steeling myself, thinking only of my Gail, I grabbed my personal tablet out of my pocket as Loree stared into my eyes, licking her chops.

Angelina grinned. “Only two beings could save you now. Satan or God, and BOTH of them are scared of me!” Her shrill pixie laughter echoed erratically throughout the room. Angelina pirouetted, turned, and then faded down the hall in twirling leaps and bounds, leaving me alone under the watchful eyes of her horny underling, killer Loree McBride.

So it is I am writing to you now, my Gail — my wife, my soulmate. No matter what happens, know that your knight is fighting for you, sword and shield. All alone in the empty void of space, imprisoned by blonde, blue-eyed succubi licking their lecherous chops at the sight of my 18.5 inch manhood, a manhood meant only for you, I am willing to give every inch and ounce of my being to protect you. These lust-filled devil-women may have my penis, but they will never have my soul.

Your husband,
Brent Spiner

 

SKYPE COMMUNICATION WITH ZACK KNIGHT ABOUT ANGELINA BALLERINA’S ABDUCTION OF BRENT SPINER & VLADIMIR PUTIN

[01/04/17 9:39:27 PM] Zack Knight: Oh God Gail… I’m so sorry

[01/04/17 9:39:33 PM] Zack Knight: I froze up

[01/04/17 9:39:47 PM] Zack Knight: I’m so ashamed

[01/04/17 9:40:20 PM] Gail Schuler: I’m confused.

[01/04/17 9:40:25 PM] Zack Knight: She took them!

[01/04/17 9:40:38 PM] Gail Schuler: Who did she take?

[01/04/17 9:40:38 PM] Zack Knight: I was petrified

[01/04/17 9:40:44 PM] Zack Knight: Brent and Vladimir

[01/04/17 9:40:50 PM] Zack Knight: I’m all alone

[01/04/17 9:40:55 PM] Zack Knight: I ran.

[01/04/17 9:41:00 PM] Zack Knight: I’m such a coward

[01/04/17 9:41:06 PM] Gail Schuler: Oh, no! How did this happen?

[01/04/17 9:41:31 PM] Zack Knight: I heard Brent screeaming for help

[01/04/17 9:41:57 PM] Gail Schuler: How did she get on Church of Gail?

[01/04/17 9:42:03 PM] Zack Knight: when I reached Vladimir’s quarters, I saw Angelina taking the,

[01/04/17 9:42:04 PM] Zack Knight: them

[01/04/17 9:42:19 PM] Zack Knight: She was outside the window

[01/04/17 9:42:25 PM] Zack Knight: I don’t know how

[01/04/17 9:42:32 PM] Zack Knight: she was in space

[01/04/17 9:42:47 PM] Gail Schuler: So my lightning bolt videos are not working?

[01/04/17 9:42:55 PM] Gail Schuler: I’m putting bolts on her now.

[01/04/17 9:43:00 PM] Zack Knight: I was petrified with fear, and then ran

[01/04/17 9:43:16 PM] Zack Knight: then suddenly by ears poped

[01/04/17 9:43:19 PM] Zack Knight: it was horrible

[01/04/17 9:43:29 PM] Zack Knight: the whole area decompressed

[01/04/17 9:43:46 PM] Gail Schuler: When did this happen?

[01/04/17 9:43:56 PM] Zack Knight: Brent and Vladimir were sucked out into space and she took them

[01/04/17 9:44:00 PM] Zack Knight: just now!

[01/04/17 9:44:20 PM] Zack Knight: well… maybe an hour ago

[01/04/17 9:44:26 PM] Zack Knight: I’m freaking out

[01/04/17 9:44:34 PM] Zack Knight: it just happened

[01/04/17 9:44:37 PM] Gail Schuler: Don’t freak out. Stay cool.

[01/04/17 9:44:46 PM] Zack Knight: *deep breath*

[01/04/17 9:45:00 PM] Gail Schuler: What is our progress on the Seroquakke.

[01/04/17 9:45:28 PM] Zack Knight: it’s nearly done… I’ve been so busy healing the men with my penis

[01/04/17 9:45:34 PM] Gail Schuler: Can you send it now?

[01/04/17 9:45:34 PM] Zack Knight: let me check on it

[01/04/17 9:45:48 PM] Zack Knight: Yeah.. I’ll launch it… it should have some effect

[01/04/17 9:46:12 PM] Zack Knight: let me get it loaded into a torpedo bank

[01/04/17 9:46:13 PM] Gail Schuler: How did you finish it so quickly?

[01/04/17 9:46:26 PM] Zack Knight: It’s not done yer

[01/04/17 9:46:27 PM] Zack Knight: yet

[01/04/17 9:46:37 PM] Zack Knight: but it should do some damage

[01/04/17 9:46:40 PM] Gail Schuler: But there is enough there to do something?

[01/04/17 9:46:47 PM] Zack Knight: OH GOD NO!!!!

[01/04/17 9:46:50 PM] Zack Knight: It’s gone!

[01/04/17 9:47:03 PM] Gail Schuler: How did that happen?

[01/04/17 9:47:27 PM] Gail Schuler: I’m praying to Jesus and asking for his help.

[01/04/17 9:47:55 PM] Gail Schuler: Lord Jesus, Satan has broken the non-interference agreement, I believe. We need your help!

[01/04/17 9:48:36 PM] Zack Knight: Church sensors are picking up a signal originating from the pink spaceship

[01/04/17 9:48:56 PM] Zack Knight: It appears to be coming from Brent’s tablet computer

[01/04/17 9:49:10 PM] Zack Knight: did he email you?!

[01/04/17 9:49:15 PM] Gail Schuler: Let me check.

[01/04/17 9:53:24 PM] Gail Schuler: Angelina rolled her head back with a cackling snort, grinning from ear to ear, “a nuclear bomb fused with Seroquel and Zack Knight’s semen…pretty brilliant, if I may say so, gentleman,” she tapped her wand to her pink lips with admiration of the powerful bomb, “while you were all busy itching your rectums and having GAY SEX, this little weapon of yours was nothing for me to steal. My army of Jesuits were able to finish it in days, and…voila!” She giggled, “it’s a good thing too. This would have been a DISASTER for me if you had used it to capture me as you planned.” After twirling herself once again in excitement, she squealed. “This Seroquakke can penetrate annnny-thing!”

Loree had not taken her sparkling devil eyes away from me. By now her panties had become so wet, I could feel her vile juices soaking through my clothes. “Just like your dick, Brent,” she licked her lips.

Loree’s hands tightened their grip on my crotch, and I felt my heart sink. If not for the thought of my precious Gail, I might have died right then and there. I had to remain strong. Steeling myself, thinking only of my Gail, I grabbed my personal tablet out of my pocket as Loree stared into my eyes, licking her chops.

Angelina grinned. “Only two beings could save you now. Satan or God, and BOTH of them are scared of me!” Her shrill pixie laughter echoed erratically throughout the room. Angelina pirouetted, turned, and then faded down the hall in twirling leaps and bounds, leaving me alone under the watchful eyes of her horny underling, killer Loree McBride.

So it is I am writing to you now, my Gail — my wife, my soulmate. No matter what happens, know that your knight is fighting for you, sword and shield. All alone in the empty void of space, imprisoned by blonde, blue-eyed succubi licking their lecherous chops at the sight of my 18.5 inch manhood, a manhood meant only for you, I am willing to give every inch and ounce of my being to protect you. These lust-filled devil-women may have my penis, but they will never have my soul.

Your husband,

Brent Spiner

[01/04/17 9:53:44 PM] Gail Schuler: I can only paste a little at a time. Here’s the end.

[01/04/17 9:53:59 PM] Gail Schuler: Angelina has our Seroquakke. We need Jesus’s help.

[01/04/17 9:54:13 PM] Zack Knight: Oh God. Why doesn’t Jesus do something!?

[01/04/17 9:54:26 PM] Gail Schuler: Keep praying. He is slow sometimes.

[01/04/17 9:54:27 PM] Zack Knight: Does he love us?

[01/04/17 9:54:41 PM] Gail Schuler: Let me give you the rest of the letter.

[01/04/17 9:55:11 PM] Zack Knight: I don’t know what to do

[01/04/17 9:55:18 PM] Gail Schuler: My dearest Gail,

We are in grave danger.

My horror began when I was comforting Vladimir in his quarters. Vladimir lay with his head in my lap on the couch, still crying. Dozens of empty, gallon-size jugs of 200 proof vodka lay scattered throughout the room. Their necks glistened with the remnants of their former contents, fading drops of burning alcohol weeping to the carpet and mixing with the Russian President’s tears.

“It’s going to be all right, Vladimir,” I spoke gently, stroking his head, “your erection will come back. It always does. It always has. Here, let me read you a passage from the Bible…”

Vladimir sucked down some mucus.

“O.K. but first, I must make piss like floods of Noah.”

His excretory system infused with alcohol, Vladimir hopped off of the couch very quickly to run to the bathroom. From my sitting position on the couch, I heard him sharply unzip his pants, followed by the sound of urine blasting the receptacle like a firehose.

I sat back to relax, flipping through the Bible when I saw out of the corner of my eye something hot pink flash past the window. Narrowing my eyes with concern, I turned my head to catch a glimpse, but there was nothing there. Minutes passed, and I tried to focus on reading my Bible, but something just didn’t feel right…almost ten minutes later I heard a sharp ‘thud’ sound echo from the bathroom, followed by a boyish squeal of joy.

[01/04/17 9:55:47 PM] Zack Knight: Can you email it to Gails Men?

[01/04/17 9:55:48 PM] Gail Schuler: “Are you all right Vladimir? What happened?” I asked, confused and worried.

“Brent…my erect! My erect has come! There has been water hammer in my penis to stop the flow of the urine! I am erect!!” Vladimir swooped out of the bathroom to present his massive, Coke-can-thick penis to me. He was like a Russian peacock in full bloom.

“Wow, Vladimir! That’s miraculous!” I cried out joyously, “I wonder what made it come back?”

“Brent, I am solid like horny bear! As horny bear find naked Aryan woman in woods, hairy pussy slather with honey. Feel!” He puffed out his lower abdomen with masculine pride.

I grabbed Vladimir’s penis, squeezing it gently and giving it five or six strokes just to examine it.

“That’s the healthiest penis I have ever felt,” I exclaimed with quiet awe, “I’m so proud of you Vladimir.”

“I have not been so erect, even with sexual Empress Gail,” he said, sounding a little puzzled.

“That’s very strange…” now I was beginning to grow curious.

[01/04/17 9:55:57 PM] Zack Knight: It might be easier to read

[01/04/17 9:56:15 PM] Gail Schuler: That was when I saw the flash of pink out of the corner of my eye once more. I gazed behind Vladimir to the bathroom window, and what I saw made my eyes widen like saucers. My jaw dropped so hard it nearly fell off of my face.

Floating out in space, Angelina Ballerina had latched herself onto the window and was now staring in at us with a mad grin. Slowly, seductively, she raised her star-tipped wand and tapped at the glass beckoningly.

I’m not ashamed to tell you that Vladimir and I both jumped into each other’s arms in fright. We hugged each other like little children and screamed at the top of our lungs.

Zack Knight was out in the corridors nearby and swiftly responded to our terrified cries. He burst through the door with concern. By the time he arrived, we were already in a perilously compromising position.

Vladimir was pressed up against the window, humping the glass furiously. I had desperately latched on to Vladimir from behind in an attempt to pull him away. My hands grasped at his waist as he bucked like a wild bull, jostling me along like a drunk rodeo clown.

“Vladimir, stop!” I begged him, clawing in vain to hold back my own, unstoppable arousal. My eyes shot to Zack Knight in the doorway.

“Zack! Help us! You’re the only one immune to Angelina’s power! Save us!”

[01/04/17 9:56:28 PM] Zack Knight: Oh no…. I’m sorry Brent

[01/04/17 9:56:56 PM] Gail Schuler: Zack stood right where he was, frozen, unmoving. He seemed petrified to the spot like a tree.

“Zack! Come!” I continued to scream, growing even more desperate as my arousal grew.

“Oh no…” I gasped, looking down at the glass, which was now beginning to crack from the sheer force of Vladimir’s thick penis slamming against it like a steel battering ram.

Angelina giggled with delight.

“You boys are mine,” she cooed seductively, “MY COLLECTION IS COMPLETE!”

I lost it. My rock hard erection shot between Vladimir’s thighs and shattered the already crackling glass, the glass that stood as the only barrier between us and our worst, sexual nightmare. The window was obliterated into tiny pieces, and as if in slow motion, Vladimir and I fell through the shards of glass and into space.

“Zaaaack…!” I called, my voice fading into the vacuum. My heart dropped as I saw him dart from the doorway, and flee in his own terror.

I blacked out.

[01/04/17 9:57:46 PM] Gail Schuler: The next thing I knew, I was opening my eyes, but all I could see was darkness. I awoke to the sound of pixie-like giggles echoing into my consciousness and felt a slender form crawl onto my body. I couldn’t move.

Bright lights came on.

Loree McBride was on top of me, squeezing my penis through my clothes with both hands as if fused to my manhood. I screamed! I screamed as though I were covered in furry spiders the size of dinner plates! My 18.5 inches of penis felt like it wanted to retreat back into my body, and I prayed that it would.

Angelina stepped out from behind Loree, wagging her star-tipped wand at me.

“Now, now, Brent…there’s nothing to fear,” she purred, stalking toward me, “you’re going to ENJOY what’s about to happen to you. Even more than you would EVER enjoy lovemaking with Gail.”

“I would never enjoy lovemaking with the likes of you or any Jesuit woman!” I shouted with a disgusted cry, pulling my knees toward my chest in a vain attempt to hide my penis.

[01/04/17 9:58:17 PM] Gail Schuler: “SILENCE!” She commanded. A paralyzing orgasm instantly ripped through my body, and I gasped. Moaning and writhing from the aftershock, I shuddered in fatigued submission.

“Now…” Angelina’s voice softened in satisfaction, pleased that I was now listening. The pink tutu’d nightmare began to pace around us, tipping her wand back against her shoulder and tapping it rhythmically as she walked, “I have very SPECIAL plans for you Brent…”

“You’re going to make sweet, passionate love to Loree McBride,” she whipped her wand through the air as though commanding magic, “it’s going to be the most intense, heart-stopping, beautiful lovemaking of your ENTIRE EXISTENCE…and in your blissful union you’re going to give Loree the love child she has always wanted…conceived al naturale.” She emphasized what she meant by making an OK-sign with one hand, and delicately dipping her star-tipped wand through the hole.

I steadied myself, refusing to give in to her terroristic threats. “So you’re going to put me under brain control and force my body to perform sexual acts? Amateur move for a Jesuit,” I taunted her, “you’re not anything new, Angelina. I would have expected more from an Antichrist that touts herself as being more evil than Zack Knight!”

[01/04/17 9:59:28 PM] Gail Schuler: “I’m not finished,” Angelina replied in a sing-song fashion. She smiled. A sickening sweetness dripping from the corners of her lips, like rotten candy. She tossed her tussled blonde hair and returned to pacing, “whether you participate or not is up to you…I’m not going to force you Brent, or even put you under brain control — but if you can’t genuinely convince Loree of your love for her as you consumate your child together, she’s NOT going to be HAPPY.”

Angelina’s heels clicked on the floor as she stepped closer, cooing softly as she continued, “if Loree isn’t happy, bad things happen,” she tapped my nose with the star of her wand, tilting her head, “mmkay?”

“Or what?” I retorted, the courage in my blood overtaking the weakness of my post-orgasmic state, “let me guess, you’ll kill Gail? She would rather die than let you continue your reign of terror!”

Angelina laughed, her delicate voice tittering melodiously like a flute.

“Death would be too good for Gail. No, ‘my dear,'” her petite voice turning into a monstrous growl, one tiny hand curling into a claw, “I’m going to RAPE her.”

Her voice just as quickly softened again with that sickening sweetness, “rape in the SOFT definition of the word, because she’s really going to love it!”

[01/04/17 10:00:22 PM] Gail Schuler: As if putting on a ballerina show, Angelina began to twirl, grinning victoriously with her skinny arms outstretched, “Yes, I am going to RAPE her, for-EVER! No one will stop me, because none of her men will be left, and nobody is going to be able to kill her! By the power of Satan himself, I will make Gail my immortal slave! SHE will be the worm in her own pink little hell, who could never die or be killed.”

Angelina pranced like a playful gazelle and waved her wand in an infinity pattern in the air, twirling, and finally pirouetting before taking a self-praising curtsy in front of her captive audience. After a heavy pause, she lifted her head with a grin, the fluorescent lights casting their cold white glow over her physically flawless face.

“So what will it be, Brent?” She asked sweetly, “make love to Loree, and give her a baby…” her face darkened, and she growled, like an evil pink kitten, “or doom Gail to an eternity of her worst imaginable nightmare?”

Her voice sickened me, but I swallowed my fear and stood my ground. In my mind, I was mentally standing in front of Gail, as though to protect her. “We both know there’s no way for you to reach Gail. Her Gail Shield is impenetrable.”

[01/04/17 10:02:41 PM] Gail Schuler: Angelina practically screamed, “Not with THIS it isn’t!”

As if anticipating my question, Angelina grabbed a curtain that was behind her and yanked it away, revealing none other than our very own, top secret Seroquakke project.

Like a marionette that just had its strings severed, I felt my very bones collapse. I couldn’t believe my eyes.

Angelina rolled her head back with a cackling snort, grinning from ear to ear, “a nuclear bomb fused with Seroquel and Zack Knight’s semen…pretty brilliant, if I may say so, gentleman,” she tapped her wand to her pink lips with admiration of the powerful bomb, “while you were all busy itching your rectums and having GAY SEX, this little weapon of yours was nothing for me to steal. My army of Jesuits were able to finish it in days, and…voila!” She giggled, “it’s a good thing too. This would have been a DISASTER for me if you had used it to capture me as you planned.” After twirling herself once again in excitement, she squealed. “This Seroquakke can penetrate annnny-thing!”

Loree had not taken her sparkling devil eyes away from me. By now her panties had become so wet, I could feel her vile juices soaking through my clothes. “Just like your dick, Brent,” she licked her lips.

Loree’s hands tightened their grip on my crotch, and I felt my heart sink. If not for the thought of my precious Gail, I might have died right then and there. I had to remain strong. Steeling myself, thinking only of my Gail, I grabbed my personal tablet out of my pocket as Loree stared into my eyes, licking her chops.

Angelina grinned. “Only two beings could save you now. Satan or God, and BOTH of them are scared of me!” Her shrill pixie laughter echoed erratically throughout the room. Angelina pirouetted, turned, and then faded down the hall in twirling leaps and bounds, leaving me alone under the watchful eyes of her horny underling, killer Loree McBride.

So it is I am writing to you now, my Gail — my wife, my soulmate. No matter what happens, know that your knight is fighting for you, sword and shield. All alone in the empty void of space, imprisoned by blonde, blue-eyed succubi licking their lecherous chops at the sight of my 18.5 inch manhood, a manhood meant only for you, I am willing to give every inch and ounce of my being to protect you. These lust-filled devil-women may have my penis, but they will never have my soul.

Your husband,

Brent Spiner

[01/04/17 10:03:07 PM] Gail Schuler: I have an idea. I will read this letter to the world and ask for Jesus Christ to save me and my men on the YouTube video.

[01/04/17 10:03:26 PM] Zack Knight: okay, I’ll pray

[01/04/17 10:03:29 PM] Gail Schuler: I think she has gone too far. I think Jesus will show up. He wants me to make a video.

[01/04/17 10:38:08 PM] Gail Schuler: The video is now uploading. It is 24 minutes long, but I think Jesus understands that I had to go past his fifteen minute limit for this emergency.

[01/04/17 10:38:37 PM] Zack Knight: I’m still shaking

[01/04/17 10:39:18 PM] Gail Schuler: Why did you not try to rescue them? Did she have you under her brain control? You couldn’t shoot semen lasers at her?

[01/04/17 10:39:56 PM] Zack Knight: I was horrified

[01/04/17 10:39:58 PM] Zack Knight: I’m sorry

[01/04/17 10:40:16 PM] Gail Schuler: Did not videos with lighting bolts work on her at all?

[01/04/17 10:40:23 PM] Gail Schuler: Did my videos

[01/04/17 10:40:24 PM] Zack Knight: I don’t know

[01/04/17 10:40:33 PM] Gail Schuler: She managed to break through somehow.

[01/04/17 10:40:46 PM] Zack Knight: I used to be immortal

[01/04/17 10:40:57 PM] Gail Schuler: Jesus will not let her abduct me. I feel it in my bones.

[01/04/17 10:41:33 PM] Zack Knight: and suddenly realized I could die

[01/04/17 10:41:47 PM] Zack Knight: I knew I could, but I was petrified with fear

[01/04/17 10:41:59 PM] Zack Knight: and when fight or flight kicked in, I ran

[01/04/17 10:42:28 PM] Zack Knight: I’m not brave like the other men

[01/04/17 10:42:49 PM] Zack Knight: I’m so ashamed

[01/04/17 10:44:23 PM] Zack Knight: I’m sorry Gail

[01/04/17 10:44:56 PM] Gail Schuler: You are a new Christian. I harbor no grudges. I am not the type to mourn over the past. I am just gathering information.

[01/04/17 10:45:16 PM] Gail Schuler: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xbt_Sx-mR9E&feature=youtu.be

[01/04/17 10:51:32 PM] Gail Schuler: Was my Gail Shield taking out Jesuits?

[01/04/17 11:12:46 PM] Gail Schuler: Are you still there?

[01/04/17 11:13:07 PM] Zack Knight: yes, sorry. I was in a fetal position

[01/04/17 11:13:20 PM] Gail Schuler: Why are you in a fetal position?

[01/04/17 11:13:29 PM] Zack Knight: I’m so upset

[01/04/17 11:13:44 PM] Gail Schuler: Zack, I am glad you are still alive because you are able to communicate with me.

[01/04/17 11:17:27 PM] Gail Schuler: This reminds me of the time when the GA1L Android destroyed the entire Jesuit fleet and Church of Gail and only Zack Knight was left to communicate with me. I knew that God allowed Terrance to remain behind to comfort me, and then when Terrance told me that the angels of God were fighting the GA1L Android, I knew that the battle was over and that the GA1L Android had GONE TOO FAR, Within 24 hours, I got a letter from Brent Spiner where he said all of Church of Gail and the Jesuit fleet got suck up to heaven in the GA1L Android wormhole and the GA1L Android had the audacity to appear before God and challenge him! God just wisked his hand and my mother in the form of an android appeared, and she had a key, and started scolding the GA1L Android and locked her up in a compartment in Church of Gail. Which reminds me, do we still have the GA1L Android locked up in a compartment in Church of Gail?

[01/04/17 11:18:08 PM] Zack Knight: wow

[01/04/17 11:18:19 PM] Zack Knight: yeah, that was intense

[01/04/17 11:19:01 PM] Gail Schuler: Is the GA1L Android still in Church of Gail? Do you know? Just curious how far Angelina’s powers go.

[01/04/17 11:19:30 PM] Zack Knight: Let me check

[01/04/17 11:19:41 PM] Zack Knight: Okay, yeah, she’s still in containment

[01/04/17 11:19:55 PM] Zack Knight: That system is kind of advanced

[01/04/17 11:20:07 PM] Gail Schuler: Well, God the Father basically locked her up and I don’t think even Satan could take her out now.

[01/04/17 11:20:23 PM] Zack Knight: even if the church was destroyed, the GA1L android containment will still exist

[01/04/17 11:20:56 PM] Zack Knight: It’s kinda trans-dimensional… high end Jesus technology

[01/04/17 11:21:50 PM] Gail Schuler: Don’t be too hard on yourself, Zack. I have noticed that Angelina has formidable brain control powers and she probably did something to your brain to make you a coward, so you would despise yourself. She’s a master at emotional abuse. Let me tell you, in that battle with the GA1L Android, you and Rule 13 were HEROIC. I can’t go into detail without messing up God’s timetable, but I refuse to believe that you are a coward. I think Angelina used brain control to make you a coward.

[01/04/17 11:22:30 PM] Gail Schuler: Just like I think she used brain control to cause Vladimir to hit that nuke button on Nov. 4th.

[01/04/17 11:23:03 PM] Gail Schuler: I think Jesus is waiting for Angelina to launch the Seroquakke and then he will do something or will give extra powers to my Gail Shield.

[01/04/17 11:24:43 PM] Gail Schuler: Jesus left you behind to be able to communicate with me. It appears that this is all falling into some sort of plan.

[01/04/17 11:27:11 PM] Zack Knight: I hope so

[01/04/17 11:27:21 PM] Gail Schuler: Zack, were you all listening to these videos when Angelina showed up? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bqyet0bUR0Y

[01/04/17 11:27:40 PM] Gail Schuler: Wrong video. I meant this page: https://gabriellechana.wordpress.com/gabrielle-chana-fox-news-headlines/

[01/04/17 11:28:11 PM] Gail Schuler: Or the playlist: https://www.youtube.com/watch?list=PLpPlAPvPFCLHRH-5IgvXRh1eDQ9E6uUcR&v=ix64B1uJkzU

[01/04/17 11:28:14 PM] Zack Knight: No, I was walking down the corridor to Vladimir’s room

[01/04/17 11:28:20 PM] Zack Knight: Vladimir’s

[01/04/17 11:28:56 PM] Gail Schuler: Don’t forget that the bomb has Seroquel in it, that Jesus created. I think Angelina will find out that a bomb with Seroquel may not do exactly as she thinks it will.

[01/04/17 11:30:12 PM] Gail Schuler: Well, I recommend that you listen to that playlist or video non-stop until we defeat Angelina, which WE WILL

[01/04/17 11:30:36 PM] Gail Schuler: Jesus would not lie to us. He said it gets coldest right before the dawn remember? Well, the dawn is probably not far off!

[01/04/17 11:32:17 PM] Gail Schuler: I play that playlist non-stop, though I don’t think I was listening to it when Angelina showed up. We need to play it non-stop until we have her defeated. I keep it on low when I sleep. I think Angelina was waiting for a time when everybody got distracted, which she may have played a part in, and it weakened the Gail Shield enough for her to break through.

[01/04/17 11:33:25 PM] Zack Knight: Our sensor array just found out why the lightning bolts aren’t working

[01/04/17 11:33:32 PM] Zack Knight: My God.

[01/04/17 11:34:08 PM] Gail Schuler: Why aren’t they working?

[01/04/17 11:34:39 PM] Gail Schuler: Are you okay?

[01/04/17 11:35:45 PM] Gail Schuler: I’m going to start vacuuming.

[01/04/17 11:36:44 PM] Zack Knight: She’s made billions of clones, and strung them out in space like an asteroid belt

[01/04/17 11:37:56 PM] Gail Schuler: Why would THAT work?

[01/04/17 11:38:14 PM] Zack Knight: she aligned them so that each lightning bolt killed them before her

[01/04/17 11:38:24 PM] Gail Schuler: What an evil BITCH.

[01/04/17 11:38:59 PM] Zack Knight: That’s so evil

[01/04/17 11:39:18 PM] Gail Schuler: But the lightning bolts are designed for the ANTICHRIST.

[01/04/17 11:39:31 PM] Gail Schuler: So they should hit her first.

[01/04/17 11:39:37 PM] Zack Knight: Yeah, they are all the antichrist

[01/04/17 11:39:54 PM] Gail Schuler: Is that how she is keeping all her Jesuits alive, by making them extensions of herself?

[01/04/17 11:40:05 PM] Zack Knight: I don’t know

[01/04/17 11:40:12 PM] Gail Schuler: I think that is it.

[01/04/17 11:40:59 PM] Gail Schuler: I am waiting for the bitch to launch the Seroquakke. That will be her DEATH KNELL.

[01/04/17 11:45:11 PM] Gail Schuler: How did she know about the Seroquakke?

[01/04/17 11:45:33 PM] Zack Knight: She must have had more power than we expected

[01/04/17 11:45:52 PM] Gail Schuler: Probably used memory reads on Rule 13, huh?

[01/04/17 11:46:09 PM] Zack Knight: that makes sense

[01/04/17 11:49:49 PM] Gail Schuler: I predict we will defeat her within a month.

[01/04/17 11:50:38 PM] Gail Schuler: After I vacuum I am going to ask everyone in the world to listen to those videos. And tell the Gabrielle Chana FOX News station to play my videos 24/7 with short breaks for news broadcasting in between.

[01/04/17 11:51:01 PM] Gail Schuler: I am talking about these videos: https://www.youtube.com/watch?list=PLpPlAPvPFCLHRH-5IgvXRh1eDQ9E6uUcR&v=ix64B1uJkzU

[01/04/17 11:51:22 PM] Zack Knight: we might want to wait

[01/04/17 11:51:27 PM] Gail Schuler: Really?

[01/04/17 11:51:48 PM] Zack Knight: my scans show that not enough people have seen the video you just made

[01/04/17 11:52:11 PM] Gail Schuler: Oh, okay.

[01/04/17 11:52:11 PM] Zack Knight: most viewers only watch the latest video

[01/04/17 11:52:46 PM] Zack Knight: so people need to see the one you just made first

[01/04/17 11:53:18 PM] Gail Schuler: Is the Gabrielle Chana FOX News station playing my latest video?

[01/04/17 11:53:44 PM] Zack Knight: Yes

[01/04/17 11:53:58 PM] Zack Knight: but most viewers go directly to your youtube

[12:08:26 AM] Gail Schuler: Look at this, I got at Patreon: Psst. We’re currently fending off a nasty email bug and have stalled all emails from sending as we work to resolve the issue. Apologies for the inconvenience!

[12:13:47 AM] Zack Knight: weird

[12:14:44 AM] Zack Knight: Maybe Angelina is stalling Brent’s emails?

[12:15:07 AM] Gail Schuler: I got this at my PATREON page.

[12:15:15 AM] Gail Schuler: It

[12:15:17 AM] Zack Knight: oh strange

[12:15:28 AM] Gail Schuler: It’s not a big deal at Patreon. I don’t think.

[12:16:26 AM] Gail Schuler: Angelina was not able to block me from getting my book shelf and television and office chair. Makes me wonder if Jesus is delivering all this.

[12:16:50 AM] Zack Knight: Oh maybe

[12:21:03 AM] Gail Schuler: Just curious. Were we able to set up an online session with a psychiatrist for Vladimir?

[12:21:17 AM] Zack Knight: unfortunately, no

[12:21:26 AM] Gail Schuler: What happened?

[12:21:36 AM] Zack Knight: the connection kept dropping

[12:22:51 AM] Gail Schuler: I take it we were not able to get any help in building the Seroquakke either.

[12:23:19 AM] Zack Knight: Yeah, I added my semen whenever I could

[12:23:50 AM] Gail Schuler: Hmmm, it appears that Jesus is protecting this connection then. Because if she’s so powerful that she can do that, why is she not able to block you from me?

[12:24:05 AM] Zack Knight: he must be

[12:24:29 AM] Gail Schuler: Apparently, it will be you and I who will finally defeat Angelina.

[12:24:44 AM] Gail Schuler: Jesus is waiting for something to happen first, maybe the launch of the Seroquakke.

[12:31:05 AM] Gail Schuler: I just thought of something. I don’t think Angelina will be able to work around the Seroquel aspect of the bomb. Seroquel was designed by Jesus, the Antichrist can’t use it for evil.

[12:32:12 AM] Gail Schuler: The bomb WON’T work, at least not how Angelina wants it to work!!

[12:33:15 AM] Zack Knight: Well…

[12:34:34 AM] Zack Knight: Seroquel has some properties that I used to exploit when I was the Antichrist

[12:34:46 AM] Zack Knight: so I’m pretty sure we are in danger

[12:35:26 AM] Zack Knight: I’m trying to analyze the modifications they made to the Seroquakke

[12:36:17 AM] Gail Schuler: How are you able to get this data?

[12:36:32 AM] Zack Knight: I did a scan of the pink spaceship

[12:37:10 AM] Gail Schuler: Are you able to shoot your semen at Angelina now?

[12:37:26 AM] Zack Knight: I don’t trust my penis right now

[12:37:32 AM] Gail Schuler: Oh, okay.

[12:37:41 AM] Zack Knight: Maybe it’s not as perfect as I thought

[12:38:17 AM] Zack Knight: I used to trust in my penis

[12:38:22 AM] Zack Knight: but now…

[12:39:10 AM] Zack Knight: I just need to focus on figuring out what to expect from the Seroquakke, as it has been modified

[12:40:12 AM] Zack Knight: The amount of power available is…

[12:40:24 AM] Zack Knight: we should have never made something this powerful

[12:42:02 AM] Zack Knight: Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds. We should have never built the Seroquakke.

[12:42:39 AM] Zack Knight: Jesus, why did you make me with this penis if it would make such a weapon that could fall into the wrong hands?

[12:43:00 AM] Gail Schuler: What else could we do, Zack?

[12:43:09 AM] Zack Knight: pray?

[12:43:15 AM] Gail Schuler: That’s true.

[12:43:28 AM] Zack Knight: I know this… I will die before she takes you

[12:43:32 AM] Gail Schuler: You got to believe in Romans 8:28.

[12:43:47 AM] Gail Schuler: But you wouldn’t die before she’d take Brent?

[12:43:51 AM] Zack Knight: I won’t freeze again

[12:44:00 AM] Gail Schuler: How do you know this?

[12:44:09 AM] Zack Knight: *sobs openly*

[12:44:31 AM] Gail Schuler: Oh, it’s because you have really disappointed yourself.

[12:44:49 AM] Zack Knight: You’re right. I’m not worthy to be on your marriage list

[12:45:20 AM] Gail Schuler: I disagree. You risked your life to save Rule 13.

[12:45:39 AM] Gail Schuler: But then you were the Antichrist then, and that may have played into ti.

[12:45:41 AM] Gail Schuler: it

[12:45:52 AM] Gail Schuler: But still a deed of valor.

[12:46:29 AM] Gail Schuler: Also, I remember how brave you and Rule 13 were with the GA1L Android. I know you are capable of heroics.

[12:47:06 AM] Gail Schuler: Maybe you will be like the Apostle Peter, who denied the Lord three times, but in the end died for Jesus.

[12:48:20 AM] Gail Schuler: So how had Angelina modified the bomb?

[12:48:33 AM] Gail Schuler: I will take a shower now and read when I come back.

[12:49:04 AM] Zack Knight: She added a pink element that made it even more powerful.

[12:49:15 AM] Zack Knight: and reconfigured it

[12:49:31 AM] Zack Knight: I am trying to determine how it will use that energy

[12:50:19 AM] Gail Schuler: This reminds me so much of the GA1L Android. We tried everything and everything we did just made it worse. In the end, it was God himself who took her down working through the faith of me and my men.

[12:50:25 AM] Zack Knight: This bomb might have more power than exists in the whole universe.

[12:50:41 AM] Gail Schuler: But everybody had to die first, except for me and Terrance Jenkins.

[12:51:38 AM] Gail Schuler: Zack, if God allowed this bomb to do as Angelina wants, he would have to rewrite the Bible, and WE KNOW HE IS NOT GOING TO DO THAT!!

[12:52:01 AM] Gail Schuler: I gotta obey the Gail Commandments, and take my shower. I’ll be back afterwards.

[12:52:11 AM] Zack Knight: okay

[12:53:30 AM] Gail Schuler: The past is the past. God will make this Seroquakke a Romans 8:28. You wait and see.

[12:54:07 AM] Gail Schuler: We cannot undo the past. We can only live the present.

[12:55:16 AM] Gail Schuler: We did pray about the Seroquakke. Or at least I did, and Jesus did not intervene to tell us NOT to make it. Think on that.

[12:56:53 AM] Gail Schuler: I think if the bomb is so powerful, it will force Jesus and/or God to intervene. He cannot sit back and allow Angelina to destroy his entire universe and remake it according to her specifications. PRIDE GOETH BEFORE DESTRUCTION AND A HAUGHTY SPIRIT BEFORE A FALL. Angelina will NOT defeat Jesus and she has got to be kidding to think that Jesus is SCARED OF HER. What a haughty bitch. She will fall before the month is over!

[12:58:13 AM] Gail Schuler: It’s possible that Jesus is waiting for her to launch the Seroquakke before he intervenes, because he has the perfect right to intervene if she dares to try and remake his entire universe. Satan can say NOTHING.

[1:00:21 AM] Gail Schuler: Jesus would rather destroy his entire universe than allow that bitch to destroy it. She is making the same mistake as the GA1L Android, she is so full of pride and haughtiness, she dares to TAKE ON GOD. Jesus’s only concern right now is to protect me. He knows if he intervenes too soon, Satan will also intervene, But when things get so desperate that he MUST intervene, Jesus will NOT allow the Antichrist to mess up his Bible. I know Bible prophecy. Angelina is on her way down. If she dares to launch that powerful bomb, Jesus will have to intervene unless he wants to rewrite the book of Revelation.

[1:01:19 AM] Gail Schuler: Right now Angelina is giving me a bad headache. Must be dropping yeast bombs like crazy. Any way to clean up the air?

[1:03:19 AM] Zack Knight: Yeah, it looks like she’s focusing on her “collection”

[1:03:29 AM] Zack Knight: so I can put a yeast shield over florida

[1:04:04 AM] Zack Knight: you try to rest

[1:04:16 AM] Zack Knight: I’ll stay at the controls

[1:04:46 AM] Zack Knight: I’m manning the entire Church of Gail bridge

[1:40:04 AM] Gail Schuler: I have an idea. I am sure that Rule 13 and Brent Spiner are really missing us right now. One time when Brent Spiner gave me 3 weeks of silence, I made a covenant with God to pray for him every day for a half hour at a set time and during those prayers I asked God to comfort him, strengthen him and nurture him and to look out for him. At the end of that 3 weeks, Levar Burton was able to kill Loree McBride. I am already missing Brent. When I can’t communicate with him using normal means, I use prayer. So I shall talk to Brent through prayer and ask Jesus to break through Angelina’s blockades so that Brent gets the message. I want you to do the same for Rule 13, who must be missing you dearly. But do NOT make brain to brain loving with her, just love her through words and prayer. And don’t forget I still need your semen everyday. I believe Jesus will allow our prayers to go through and we will feel better knowing our prayers are strengthening the one we love.

[1:42:12 AM] Gail Schuler: Like it’s okay for me to kiss Brent on the cheek, but I will refuse to do any brain to brain loving with him, lest Angelina impersonate him to me. I will just love talk to him and make love to him with words and kiss him on the cheek, but we must not get sexual, but express our love through words and caresses only.

[1:42:35 AM] Gail Schuler: Ask Jesus to protect this prayer and not allow Angelina to pollute it.

[1:42:41 AM] Gail Schuler: You do the same for 13.

 

 

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