Mr. Peepers, upon his return, cloaked in the power of the Whitespace! |
“So what is the CRUNCH, you ask?” The voice of the shadowy figure continued to speak to those gathered in the whorehouse of Jervas Clinkscales.
“The Crunch was indeed the destruction of the Ink Pitt, and it was caused by this toilet of destruction, but how it played out is what’s most important. After Rufus the retard activated the toilet, individuals in the Ink Pitt started to simply disappear! All was not lost, however. Thanks to a visitor from an alternate reality, those who disappeared were spared by being shunted to a pocket universe known as the Whitespace! Mr. Peepers would eventually end up there with all the other refugees from the Ink Pitt.”
Images of people from the Ink Pitt disappearing are visible on the glowing cloth floating next to the toilet. The phenomenon of the Crunch is now clear to the individuals of the Peepers’ Pitt.
“Eventually, those in the Ink Pitt would find their way to a new universe known as the Shit Pitt, and the Whitespace would end. Mr. Peepers was the exception. When the Whitespace ended, folding in on itself, Peepers was trapped inside. He was thought to be dead until he showed up again, wielding godlike powers! Somehow, Mr. Peepers had absorbed the energies of the Whitespace, and had become near omnipotent! After toying with old adversaries, he would become bored and go on to create this new “Whitespace,” that he dubbed his Peepers’ Pitt. It was then that he would bring you all here for his personal amusement.”
The voice of the shadowy figure paused while more images of the “death” and return of Mr. Peepers played out before them on the glowing cloth.
“Now, armed with this information, you know what Mr. Peepers has become and where he gets his power. In order to defeat him, you must also know who he was and still is beneath that power…”
NEXT: WHO IS PEEPERS?
WEDNESDAY, December 4, 2013 at 9 PM!
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