Oh archetype, interconnected entity:
A cryptic affliction peeves your sides: the beta brood. His maudlin blood runs through your lusty arteries; he stands poised to transfuse your organ-tailored constitution… even ready to permeate the most formidable stigmatic osmosis implemented.
The brood's threat is his shameful brand of creative masturbation. A fellow man, no matter of what virility the testes, must disseminate his own perspective throughout a hostile environment. He instead evolves into a spoon-cycle fluke, attached by the strong vacuum of its productive futility, now causing your seemingly indifferent flank to quiver. It will soon b