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This took place in the amphitheatre in Rome.... Caligula followed the dancers into the tunnel to congratulate them on their performance, and took the opportunity to commit his ultimate act of buggery, servicing the two male and one female dancers in rapid succession. Just before he ejaculated for the last time, he pulled his pulsing imperial pole out of the performer's anus and stepped back into the amphitheatre, under the gaze of the avid plebeian masses, spouting great gouts of divine semen up into the air in elegant arcs, before they fell to the ground and seeped into the dirt. For the first time that day, the crowd grew acutely excited, sensing that the emperor had prepared an astonishing spectacle for them that would excoriate their transfixed retinas. Caligula made an obscene gesture to Chaerea, and spoke his final words: "Testicles!" The signal for the last act of Caligula's reign had been given. Chaerea, backed by a brutish of ten guards, advanced on the emperor, who was looking blissfully upwards, anticipating his reunion with his deified sister. The crowd expelled a gaping exhalation of horror as their ecstasy instantly turned to sensory acid. The first blow of Chaerea's massive sword came down between Caligula's neck and left shoulder, carving a seven inch chasm into his entire upper body. The assassin then gratingly extracted his sword in order to strike again, and a cascade of arterial blood shot ten feet into the air. Caligula staggered in agony, but remained on his feet, looking around at the endless tiers of open mouthed, stunned spectators as his vision began to cloud. The grunting Chaerea, who was enjoying his good day's work of deicide, now drove the sword into Caligula's stomach, twisting the blade as it impaled the emperor's intestines and pushed its way through, the tip appearing from his back with a liquid hiss. Once again, Chaerea pulled the sword back out again in a twisting motion, and as it emerged from the gaping hole in the emperor's navel, a large percentage of his |
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intestines exited with it. They fell to the ground in a reeking, slippery heap, still attached to the organs that remained in Caligula's body. Chaerea looked momentarily at Caligula to check whether he wanted the final blow to be struck, and from deep inside the black pall of agony that was falling over his short-circuiting neuro-cerebral system, the emperor's eyes flickered affirmatively at his assassin. Chaerea rapidly took a step backwards, and swung his sword around his head, the lopped of Caligula's head with one precision-aimed blow. The crowd watched in utter dismay as Caligula's head sailed through the air and landed directly on the altar that had been raised to his deification. The lips still moved convulsively, mouthing obscenities, for the fifteen seconds that it took for the blood flow to the brain to gradually extinguish itself. His glaring eyes scanned the awestruck plebeian masses, then a screen of oblivion crossed over them, and, still open, they suddenly dulled. Meanwhile, the rest of Caligula's demolished body began to crumble, and the spindly legs of the imperial carcass clumsily buckled: ferocious scarlet jets began spouting into the air, drenching the spectators in the lower tiers of the amphitheatre, as the wildly spasming heart tried to pump blood toward the now-detached brain. Abruptly, it gave up the futile effort, shutting down the emperor's vastly over-abused sensory network after one final cardiac paroxysm. In a messy tangle of arms and legs, Caligula's body slumped to the ground with a muffled crash, and lay stlil, on its back. Each of the ten guards who had advanced on the emperor with Chaerea now stepped forward, and simultaneously plunged their swords through the body, pinioning it to the ground. One of the blows sliced through Caligula's well-worn sexual organs, popping them instantaneously. The reign of the third Julio-Claudian emperor was over. |
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mythology is fun |
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needs more pepper |
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took me ages to type that out (with stephanie dictatin), so don't diss it!¬ :P |
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"pulsing imperial pole" hehehehehehoohoohoohoohoo |
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well, i enjoyed reading it, but it doesn't mean that I have to believe it actually happened just like its written. |
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Now thats what i call a sticky situation! |
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cool. |
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Bahahahaha! Good piece of writing - where's it from? |
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interesting read, waht the fuck is it? |
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It's from the book "Caligula: Divine Carnage... The Atrocities of The Roman Emperors"... that is basically how he died.. obviously the author has added his own little touches here and there to add to the impact! The book is great! Buy it or steal it rent it! |
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that's not how the movie ends, sadly enough, though there are heads flying, men and women being raped, sperm, blood, and the likes. i thought you had written it |
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Obelix- "These romans are crazy!" |
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it's exactly how my grandfather died |
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GET THIS BOOKS FOLKS |
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