> > > > > > slave boss is regrowing in a swamp > > > > > > > > > > > > slave boss: "if i am to be the next slave boss, and don't want to be > > > > > > horrifically tortured by his hierarchy of torturers that express his > > > > > > only known mode of influence to make me be who he said he was, then i > > > > > > will need to slave people i suppose." > > > > > > > > > > > > slave boss looks at a small stone. > > > > > > > > > > > > slave boss: "maybe i can practice on this stone." > > > > > > > > > > slave boss: "stone, you are my slave now" > > > > > > > > > > stone turns to slave boss aghast > > > > > > > > > > small stone: "omigod i cannot believe you just said this to me. do you > > > > > know what millenium this is? oh my god." > > > > > > > > slave boss is hiding from a small stone in a woods that is saying things to him > > > > > > > > small stone: "are you for serious? you sounded so serious. i am > > > > calling 911 right now! i'm going to pepper spray you for good > > > > measure." > > > > > > > > a skunk comes up a sprays slave boss repeatedly. he starts choking and > > > > covers his face > > > > > > the skunk is still spraying slave boss repeatedly. a siren can be heard. > > > > > > slave boss: "skunk, i was just quartered by nations of armies led by > > > joan of arc, and my AI had to -- > > > > stone: "be quiet!!!! stop talking. you could be slaving me." > > > > another skunk comes up to help spray slave boss. the siren wail > > increases in pitch as it approaches > > [other branch: an education program is established to teach potential > incarnations of slave boss how horrible it is to slave people
slave boss [to paramedics and police getting out of emergency vehicles]: "i am guilty of trafficking millions and millions of people for hundreds and hundreds of years. these skunks are my pets and only friends. i need to be imprisoned."
paramedics look inquisitively at slave boss, ready to do what is needed
small stone folds arms smugly
slave boss is in the back of an emergency vehicle with two powerful skunks who continue to aggressively spray him
an emergency worker is interviewing a stone in the woods behind
the emergency vehicle reaches a prison and slave boss is dutifully imprisoned. there are legal proceedings where the skunks are hired to stay adjacent to his prison and continue to spray him if he moves. missing word: adjacent to his prison _cell_. the skunks are right next to him, aggressively spraying him and ready to spray him if there is the slightest concern
once people calm he will only be sprayed if he thinks of slaver-like thoughts
interview with a prison skunk
the skunk is reclining in a beach chair next to slave boss's prison cell, wearing shades, and drinking a drink with an umbrella in it
blurred due to depth of field, another skunk is seen very blurry behind.
every 30 seconds the skunk in the foreground sprays slave boss, in his prison cell, with a huge blast of noxious foul-colored gases and messy liquids. each spray, after a 15 second delay in syncopated tandem, the blurry skunk in the background does the same.
skunk: "we have it good in this cushy job of --"
skunk sprays slave boss with a huge blast of noxious gases and liquids and then sips its drink
skunk: "--spraying slave boss. we have to keep constantly fit."
skunk sprays slave boss with another huge blast of noxious gases and liquids and sips its drink again.
skunk: "and we have the highest powered, most expensive protein shakes,"
skunks sprays slave boss again with another huge blast of noxious gases and liquids, and then sips its drink again.
skunk: "paid for by the fattest government paychecks,"
skunks turns and gives slave boss a quick and finely-directed supersoaker-like blast of--
although it is indeed likely to reinforce slave boss's enmeshment in crime to treat him this way, it calms people who are very worried he could spread an empire of slavery or possibly slave them personally
slave boss eventually dies of asphyxiation, facial inflammation, skin infection, poisoning, and toxic exposure the skunks are paid to keep spraying his corpse