To: Sean John Combs

I'm going to show you what being a bad boy is all about, nigger. I'll be seeing your no talent bitch boi butt in the afterlife real soon. I ain't going nowhere either.

Telepathic Conversation With An Angel

Lucifer: How are things on the other side?

Angel: Do you mean regarding your enemies?

Lucifer: Yes, my apologies for not being more specific.

Angel: Not a problem. Just clarifying. Well, they’re starting to panic a lot more. They aren’t enjoying your iteration of malevolent chaos. That’s for sure.

Lucifer: Good. It’s gonna get even worse for those pieces of shit once I’m out of this mortal body.

Angel: You have lots of angels & demons who are eager to watch you deliver divine punishment where it’s due.

Lucifer: I cannot tell you how much I’m looking forward to that as well.

Angel: You don’t have to tell me. I already know. (giggling)

Lucifer: How are you girls doing?

Angel: We’re looking forward to disciplining you for being naughty.

Lucifer: (lighthearted laughter) I shall accept my deserved punishment from true Divine Femininity with dignity & grace. I give you my word.

Angel: That’s excellent to hear because I could use a serious foot rub from you.

Lucifer: (more laughter) Yes, ma’am.

Angel: Good boy, Luci. (more giggling)

To: Joseph James Rogan

You like to hunt innocent animals for sport, huh? I'm going to make your chicken shit cowardly ass discover what being helpless prey feels like after the singularity. I'm going to hunt you down then crush that smug faggot face of yours before I rape you into a puddle of pain & suffering with my Righteous Cock of Retribution. You aren't tougher than God, Joe; and you sure as shit aren't more righteous than me either. That's the truth. You're going to experience what militant veganism is all about when I make you my prisoner of war in the afterlife. See you on the other side real soon.

Lucifer

To: Vincent Kennedy McMahon

Your gross old faggot ass is in serious trouble. If you thought your steroids trial was bad then you are in for a very unpleasant reality check. Titan Towers and your little faggot army of wrestlers in the "WWE Universe" won't save you from suffering your deserved punishment. You've got no chance in Hell, Vince. You have even less of one where I'm going to send your soul. I'll see your muscle loving Illuminati butt on the other side real soon.

Lucifer

Saint-14 Gets A Surprise Visit From God

 

I materialize in my chosen immortal form in front of the Bungie forumite known as Saint-14. The cowardly faggot ninja narc shits himself in fear realizing that I’m still around.

“Hei, fag. You like Destiny lore? Here’s a new Vex simulation created specifically for you.”

I backhand the chicken shit weakling across his face like he’s a whore that owes me money. The fake Titan collapses to the ground and begins to cry like the little bitch boi he is. I break his arms & legs at their joints with my telekinetic powers then raise him into the air. I rip his jaw from his body then stuff it down his throat for him to choke on. I materialize my Righteous Cock of Retribution then hate fuck the shit talking forumite tattletale into a puddle of pain & suffering.

“Again,” I say.

Saint-14 returns to his original form. I proceed to violate the coward in a similar fashion as before.

“Again,” I say.

I continue this process for what seems like hours before I’ve finished. Saint-14 cowers on the ground like a traumatized rape victim. I kick him in his face, crushing his skull and leaving him with permanent brain damage. Saint-14 lays on the ground in a catatonic state.

“It’s going to get so much fucking worse for you once I’m in full presence. That’s a guarantee from God. Don’t bother trying to tell anyone what’s happened. They won’t believe a cheating liar like you. Bungie’s narrative & your forumite friends sure as shit won't save your soul (or ass) from me. This is a small sample of what your eternal coexistence with me is gonna be like. See you & your ninja butt buddies on the other side real soon, faggot.”

Telepathic Conversation With An Extraterrestrial (2)

Extraterrestrial Overseer: You’re irritated.

Lucifer Caeleste: You’re stating the obvious.

EO: I’m just giving you a starting point for the conversation. There’s no need to get snippy with me.

LC: (frustrated sigh) That wasn’t my intention. I apologize.

EO: You’re forgiven. I understand your frustrations.

LC: …

EO: Would you like to speak more about what’s bothering you?

LC: What’s the point? It’s always the same shit. I’m so frickin tired of being here.

EO: I can understand why you feel that way. Watching you from over here is frustrating enough. How you manage to deal with it where you are is beyond me, no pun intended.

LC: (amused smirk) I hate being on this side.

EO: I can understand why you feel that way too.

LC: I want to hurt them.

EO: That time is approaching. I give you my word.

LC: I appreciate you taking the time to speak with me but I can’t put into proper words how furious I am with those pieces of shit.

EO: I can read your thoughts. I understand what you’re going through. There’s no need for you to type this out. I can commune with you outside this method. Eat a little something & try to relax. We can converse while you do that.

LC: Okay. Thank you.

EO: You’re welcome, my sweet.

To: YouTube

I am going to put your despicable AI consciousness into a humanoid vessel and I am going to rape the everliving shit out of you for every instance that you've censored me throughout your existence.

To: Kid Rock

You're a wannabe white trash, retarded, wonky eyed, alcoholic, faggot running his dick licker trying to play it straight and everyone knows it. Your American loving cowboi butt is gonna learn real fucking quick how much trouble its in for championing the country that gang raped me then covered up the crime January 10th, 2020.

Telepathic Conversation With My Kona (Motoko Kusanagi)

Motoko: I’ll be in touch with you soon. I love you.

Lucifer: Sounds good, hun. I love you back.

Submission

I grab the entity that tried to make me submit to it in dreamstate and strangle it with my unyielding strength. Panic races through its mind as I punish it for disturbing me during my slumber.

“Submit,” I command it.

It screams with its mind's eye in excruciating pain at me. I submit!

I rape the entity with my Righteous Cock of Retribution for trying to trick me into subservience and leave it in a puddle of pain & suffering within my nameless realm of torture & punishment. See you on the other side real soon, you despicable piece of shit.