>>281987031
The original posts...never existed....

You know it's crazy how there's literally no way for pirates to be worse in any scenario compared to the Celestial Dragons.
Even Rocks cared about his wife and son or something. Anything bad a pirate can do is done on a far larger scale by the World Government.

>>281485351
>I WANT 15,000 SLAVES ON MY DESK IN AN HOUR SHARP, SATURN
>YOU'RE ON THIN FUCKING ICE

>Gunko, either mu's schizophrenia once more rears its ugly head or that fiend Rocks has somehow returned from the cold embrace of death.
>Gunko turns around and it's Rocks' head on Gunko's body.

>"No!" said Lili, her enormous breasts now barely concealed by her toga. "Joy Boy, you cad! I will not let you lay a hair on Great Imu! THEY at least want to make me a queen instead of sailing around and defecating off the side of a boat!"
>Joy Boy, who was in the middle of the aforementioned defecating, leapt down off his ship's railing, the inbred yokel not even bothering to pull up his pants. With all the intelligence of a simian and a facial structure that resembled one, Joy Boy scratched his head in confusion. "Durr, but Lili, we's was gonna go fishin' wit' our hands and lose some dad-gum teeth to scurvy! What's that beautiful, wealthy, and powerful Imu gots dat I don't?"
>At this point Joy Boy had noticed that you could see Lili's nipples through her drenched toga and lost all concentration. Imu was staring too but it was much more tasteful. Lili turned her nose at the inbred; instead resting her head on Imu's chest.
>"IMU is going to buy me a chariot of white stallions and a snow machine! All YOU want me to do is live on a boat and play harmonica in your stupid pirate jug band!"
>As Lili talked, a gust of wind came in from the north and blew at her dress, revealing her long creamy legs and the tattoo of the band--

>Imu stops and looks at their typewriter,
>They look over the last sentence and shake thir head, deciding that Lili would be too classy for a tattoo.
>The part where Joy Boy gets kicked in the balls is immature, but it's also pretty funny

>GUNKO
>GUNKO
>GUNKO THOU CRAZY WHORE ANSWER MU DAMMIT
>Finally! Mu was about to order some McGarlings. Do you want anything? Mu is in the mood to try that apple pie.

>GUUUNKKOOO
>Didst thou know that our most terrible enemy, that giggling bouncing fiend who has come to inherit the will of Joy Boy, can not achieve an erection without his fool companion with him?
>No, no, not the swordsman or the clockwork derelict. The long-nosed fellow. Yes, quite the surprise.
>How didst mu come to know this? Well, Gunko, all that exists in creation exists with my consent. How should I not know such a thing?

>>102710825
fuck you, imu poster

>>280792654
kys homo

>>280730622
>GAAAARRRLING
>HOW WOULD THOU FEEL ABOUT A PRROOOMOTION?
>I would be most honored, O Great Imu. I must admit, I didn't think there would ever be a Sixth Elder.
>THOU SHALL BE THE NEW GOD HEAD OF SCIENCE AND DEFENSE, REPLACING THE LATE JAYGARCIA SATURN
>Saturn is dead?
>NOT YET HE ISN'T
>GET THINE ASS TO THE CHAMBER OF AUTHORITY. TAKE A SEAT ANYWHERE YOUR NEW CO-WORKERS WON'T CARE.
>MU WILL ALSO THINK OF A NEW NAME FOR THOU. FIGARLAND DOESN'T SET WELL WITH THE ELDER NAME SCHEME. MU WILL THINK OF SOME NAMES WITH THE BUTTERFLIES IN THE MEANWHILE

>GUNNKOOOOO
>DIDST THOU WASH THINE PUSSY TODAY?
>IF THOU DOESN'T, THEN THE WHOLE OF THE FLOWER ROOM WILL SMELL LIKE THE UNDERSIDE OF A PIER
>GET IN THE SHOWER AND WASH THINE WOMANHOOD GUUUNNKOOOO

>>280700939
>Lord Imu, I know it is highly beneath you to hear the requests of your servants but...
>Out with it, knave. Thine words have caught mu's curiousity so whatever you say must be imperative.
>Garling hands Imu a cocktail napkin with the rough sketch for a McGarling's logo and a basic menu.
>"What is a... Big Mac?"
>"Two all beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions on a sesame seed bun, O Dark One."
>"...."
>"Mu knew you were a great hire the moment Mu saw you."

>GUUUUNKO
>MU STUBBED MU'S TOE ON THE STEPS TO THE EMPTY THRONE
>BRING ME A BAND-AID. MAYBE ONE OF THE RAINBOW ONES THAT DON'T HURT WHEN MU HAS TO PEEL IT OFF

>GUUUUNNKOOOO
>IT IS ALMOST 5PM WHERE ARE MU'S COMFY EVENING CLOTHES WITH THE--
>WHO IS THIS? WHO THE FUCK IS THIS?
>WHAT? ARE WE LETTING ANY CRACKHEAD IN OFF THE STREET NOW GUNNNKOOO?

>GUUUNKO
>MU WANTED TO GET SOME OREOS AND MILK IN THE KITCHEN
>BUT MU HEARD A NOISE. IT COULD EITHER BE JOY BOY, COME AT LEAST TO CLEAVE MU IN TWAIN
>OR DRACULA.
>MU DOESN'T LIKE EITHER OPTION
>GO CHECK IT OUT FOR ME GUUUNNKO
>AND BRING ME MY COOKIES AND MILK IF YOU AREN'T KILLED

>GARLING! THY FIRST TASK FOR MU IS THOU MUST ACQUIRE "SNAIL PELLET TREATS" FOR LITTLE IMU. HE GROWS PECKISH,
>Do you mean your transponder snail, O Great Lord?
>WHOM ELSE WOULD MU BE SPEAKING OF? HURRY, FETCH HIM HIS TREATS AND PERHAPS A NEW TOY, AS HE HAS BECOME RESTLESS AND IN NEED OF ENRICHMENT. RETURN BEFORE THE PALE MOON ECLIPSES THE SKY LEST THOU SHALL TASTE THE WRATH OF GOD LIKE SO MANY WRETCHED VERMIN 'FORE THEE

Sometimes I like to read Imu's voice in the tone of Maurice LaMarche or Harlan Ellison