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~ One of Us** ~**

Epilogue

"Dear GA forums,

After having been opened to homosexuality by User#341 , I, User#1986 , have submitted my application to recruit nine more members in our private association through the means of the new "One of Us" package. Coming from a rather homophobic environment in the US, I believe it is in my duty, as a son of law, to make sure each of them gets the payback they deserve.

I hereby recommend the "One of Us" package for potential other buyers. I wasn't keen on using it at first, knowing the implications launching the package would have, but I ended up trying it anyway. The mind-altering and physical-enhancing effects that could result from the package were implied to be very strong and I admit it frightened me at first. The changes imply a reality-bending effect that would split the effective area of the package to a maximal property radius of 1.0 miles.

Upon activation, it would play on any device (with a speaker) the automated message you set on it to frame your defendants, shutting down the electricity. Apparently, it doesn't shut the phone landlines as well. I honestly don't know if it's an undesired side effect or totally legit, but the use of the phone line still counts as cheating, as I've been witnessing a week ago. I will come back to that later. I will tell you now my experience with the "One of Us" package I bought online, after a friend's recommendation.

To preserve anonymity of the participants, I changed their names to what their costumes were during the game, as I launched the "One of Us" package on Halloween night. Here is some advice for those of you who would be interested in purchasing the package for future usage.

First advice: if you want to not look suspicious, you need one hell of an alibi.

You could be the best actor in the world, but if you lack a solid alibi, you are most likely to get caught sooner or later. Every Saturday night, I get online and raid with my friends on a WoW server (DM me if you want to add me as a friend or know my server). In case one of the guys at home found a way to contact my online buddies, which I highly doubt TBH, I figured I'd not even give my online friends a clue that I would not be able to join. Sorry guys.

Second advice: if you want to act genuinely best, shut your thoughts and rely on instincts.

I've always been an easy scared cat. They all know about it. If I wanted to look genuinely like myself, I had to play the part. I had to shut out all my knowledge of the game I knew I set up and act like I didn't know what was going on. It brings nothing to try outsmarting them all -- just act as casually as possible. If some of them are bound to make it out of the game, leave them be. They should have built up enough remorse by the moment this happens that they won't be the same homophobic assholes they used to be.

Third advice: you don't need to Inflict all of them -- one is enough to stir things up.

I didn't exactly planned who would be my first Inflicted. The first one is perhaps the trickiest one of the bunch. You have to pick one that won't be discovered right away, giving it a wide range of time to be discovered so that suspicions don't strike you as a primary potential suspect. If possible, make it so that other people could have been there and not just you. And, again, have a strong alibi.

Here's a detailed experience from my "One of Us" package use:

My big brother Cowboy planned on making a Halloween party despite the restrictions and recommendations in regard to the Covid virus outside. The list consisted of about a dozen invites. Since the "One of Us" package works for groups with fewer than 15 members, it would have been fine either way. I knew most of them, even just by their name. I also knew enough of them, through some search on the internet and contacts on the Gay Alliance Forums that they were all some sort of homophobic assholes like I used to be.

I had prepared the audio file for all the guests, with more or less details from what I knew or heard about them. In the end, only eight of them showed up, so I edited out the few absents to the party. If anyone else had tried coming in tonight, the "One of Us" package offered a few alternatives: either transform them into temporary gay beings (until morning with no changes or recollection of the night), make them play the game or simply discard them. To be sure no one interfered, I selected the "discard" option -- I don't really know what it would have done if anyone got by, TBH. He'd probably have been teleported back at his place? Who knows. Magic is weird.

I almost choked on using the "One of Us" package at the last minute. I had set up the door so that anyone who comes into the basement wouldn't be able to get out -- although I left it opened in case anyone came down before I launch the game. Marine, my bro's best friend actually did come to my room. The fucker. At that moment, I was still wondering if I should launch the game or not, but the guy's taunts broke my hesitation.

I knew I had to make him my Inflicted. I triggered the package launch to happen at 10 PM, just so that I hang out with my bro and his buddies and blend in before. I wanted to play WoW too, and the guys were pissed that I choked on them when the current was back at 6 AM, but what can I say? Halloween night was quite the best moment to do this -- with everyone in their costumes, it would make one night to remember!

After the current shut down, I let them dispatch who would go where and do what. I could have told them I had a flashlight on myself, but I wanted to let them sort a plan first. Since I was supposed to attend a raid myself with my online buddies, I simply acted like any gamer would act in such a situation -- freak out. I used this perfect alibi mostly because my brother KNEW I attended my raids every Saturday night at 10:30 PM. I tagged along with my brother and Marine in the basement like I had anticipated -- these two are always predictable. I thought Footballer or Superhero would come with us as well, but they preferred to stay upstairs with stoner Zombie. Not that I minded much, TBH.

In the basement, I activated a special feature of the "One of Us" package that would close one of the doors magically -- it's Halloween, come on, let's have some fun! Cowboy wasn't buying it, but Marine did. I already had planned to trap one of them in the breaker -- I had placed a bookshelf accordingly for that. I just had to distract or find a way of separating them. Then, I remembered one of the most important rules: don't force things up, they will happen eventually. Just like that Marine and Cowboy caught up in an argument and got separated. I didn't even have to do anything! Isn't that wonderful?

When I decided to act on Marine, I took the secret door in the pipe room to bypass the basement and reach for the breaker before Marine does. Trapping Cowboy in the breaker had been a bold move, but I'm quite proud of having thought of that! Even if my big brother is a big jacked guy, the way I placed the bookshelf in front of the door couldn't be moved out of the way from the breaker. I knew I had to act quickly, then. I went after Marine, whom I found in the reunion room. Thanks to the windowless room and my rogue costume, it was an easy play to surprise him and knock him out.

With Cowboy stuck in the breaker room, the three loons in the living room and the two couples on their way to the shed, I knew I was not going to be disturbed soon. Remember the third advice? If I wanted to make it look as non-obvious as possible, we had to take our time before they find out what would have happened to him. I was really happy with how this all came up together. I had to pull out the "One of Us" external device -- the same I used to close the doors earlier -- and put it on his unconscious head. Being the first Inflicted of the night -- first forced one at least, I had to set the settings myself.

_Marine had been a dick to his brother, so I took great pleasure in dumbing his future faculties down and making him a massive horny dumb bear. For the Halloween theme, I also added the demon features, making sure that he would look like a terrifying monster to the others. Trick or treat, right? There were also costumes and furry features, but I did not choose them -- costumes would be too corny and furry stuff might have been too much. Also, I didn't want to actually have a wizard casting fireballs all over my house, you know? Once the settings were chosen for this particular case, I took great pleasure in taking my big boy dick out and shove it down that Marine's throat. _

Marine actually took a long while to wake up. I don't know if that was a consequence of changing the parameters for him, but we had plenty of time and privacy anyway. When he woke up, it was already too late. With my mask on, I activated the voice change device just so that he did not recognize me. Even if he did, it would have not changed much, but better safe than sorry, right?

After receiving a phenomenal blowjob from my very gay Marine, I moved away, back into the shadows, but not before showing him the bar. I told him to help himself with the booze, hoping that would make enough of a distraction before anyone finds him out... but I did not anticipate him to utterly go on a drinking frenzy! Ah well... that's when I realized I might have underestimated the power of the "One of Us" package. Really, don't demons ever get drunk?! And just to make sure I wouldn't get too suspicious, I sadly had to break the bar window. That way, it would look like someone would have barged in or out -- whatever tickles their fancy at this point!

I returned to my room afterwards (P.S. I really didn't intend of letting my window open, but oh well, it served as a pretty darn good excuse, didn't it?). I should have remembered that nobody could have gotten on our grounds with the parameters I picked, but... oh well. I told myself that the others would eventually get suspicious of something happening if Cowboy and Marine never went back up. Everyone would know I went back to check on my stuff, so I could always play the "I was in my room" card, if needed. Fortunately, I had my laptop charged before the blackout, so I willed myself to listen to music and play some games in the meantime.

TBH, if I could have stayed in my room and not worry about them, I would have preferred it that way. But when I heard a rumble over my music, I felt like I had to just see what it was about. Was it Cowboy having made it out of the breaker? Or perhaps Marine had finally gone through the whole bar and was now drunk? Maybe it was somebody else entirely? I didn't know but I had to know.

Remember what I said earlier -- play the part. As soon as I walked out of my room, I knew I had to look like the scared little brother, just in case anyone nearby found me. I was actually surprised to find Footballer in the gym. I didn't think he'd be the first one to get down here, but then I remembered who were the two other loons upstairs. When Footballer suggested to go look for the bar, I was more than excited, but I knew I had to keep it inside if I didn't want to blow my cover.

When we saw Marine, I was actually mortified to see the state of the bar. He had drunk almost all of the alcohol and kept throwing the empty bottles around the room, the stupid thing! My parents would have killed me if they saw that! Maybe I did make him too dumb after all. Superhero joined in the party and the two jocks locked Marine into the bar while I played (without much acting TBH) the boy dreading his parents.

Shit started to go down when Marine broke down the door. I didn't anticipate that one. I had to keep him from breaking stuff apart! But then, breaking the window after turning him might have clicked something in his brain or whatever, IDK, but FUCK, BRO! I thought about going back upstairs but then I remembered about the door I so carefully tricked the handle so that it opens only from the other side. How thoughtful of me.

I could have led them outside through the atelier backdoor, but instead I went for Cowboy. I figured that with the boys around I could blend in better when going to free him. Maybe I should have kept the door a secret, but it was too late when I thought of that. To play the part, I asked for their help when moving the bookshelf again -- just so that I let on I wasn't strong enough to move it in the first place. After we freed big bro, he looked pissed AF. If it hadn't been that I was playing an act, I would have laughed at him. Cowboy looked so funny when things didn't go how he wanted them! I had to remind myself to play the sad and sorrowful brother for having left Marine go all alone. When they started calling me out (I think that was Footballer), I was getting scared, really. I anticipated them to rat me out already, but big bro took my defence, for once.

When Marine broke through the pipe room, I regretted launching the package and spending money on that thing. If the fucker kept breaking stuff like this again, I'd have to fine him with the repairs bill! I heard a gunshot and feared that bro might have killed Marine then. I was as surprised as any of them when I realized Marine didn't die but... became more monstrous, apparently. I should have read the fine prints on that thing. Oh well, it actually relieved me that the creators of the "One of Us" package thought about that!

We ran across the reunion room back into the bar. I remembered how there was glass everywhere. I stopped myself JUST before I accidentally stepped onto one of them. But then I figured hurting myself would probably act as a good yet slightly inconvenient alibi. I held on my breath and played the "accidental" step. It was not worth it. I would not recommend injuring yourself for the sake of this.

The next few moments were a bit awkward. It hurt like shit and I tried to keep playing the act. Footballer helped me out into the next room, which surprised me. I watch the boys try to talk or negotiate with Marine, which I feared would out me as the imposter. He did not and I was glad. I don't know if he really didn't notice it was me earlier or if he was just playing the game, but I was relieved. The boys started fighting together debating whether or not they should try to kill Marine. It was a bit sexy to see them beat each other, but I had to focus -- which is hard to do when you've got a bloody darn glass shard stuck in your foot.

While the boys were so occupied punching each other, I saw Marine slipping away in the shadows. Going for the trapdoor in the atelier was my guess -- and I turned out to be right. Eventually, Wizard and Lumberjack (with a different costume) barged in and found bro and Footballer engaging into sweaty male on male action on the floor. They tried calming them, intervening during their fight -- that's when I saw a piece of Wizard's robe hanging loosely at the bottom of his costume. I had an idea, but I had to be subtle. I put my foot (the good one) on the jutting piece of fabric on the floor and on the first movement of the guy the piece fell down.

Eventually, the guys went back upstairs after we've heard Fairy scream. They left me all alone in the basement -- how convenient! The foot wound hurt like hell, but I could still slightly walk if I stepped on my heel. I discreetly went into the bar and put Wiz's fabric at the window -- I was almost certain someone would try exploring the basement for clues sooner or later. I barely had the time to return and sit on one of the theatre seats when Footballer and bro came back down. I feared they might have noticed I was not sitting on the same seat as before, but none of them apparently realized it. Despite Marine breaking everything, things didn't go too bad then.

Footballer brought me back upstairs, where they told me Zombie had turned into one of them and was running after Lumberjack. Perfect! Footballer brought me to the bathroom and Fairy put a bandage around my foot. Fairy wasn't a bad-looking gal. If I were still straight, she would have been my type. Alas, I was gay now. I wondered how the "One of Us" package actually affected women. It implied the final results would make the subjects into hypermasculine gay males, with some demonic features of my choice, but would the initial gender interfere with the genetic process? I guess when magic is involved, it's better not to think too scientifically.

I stayed with Fairy in the bathroom for a while, waiting for the guys to return. I could walk, but -- you know -- I wanted to keep the act. She talked about some MTG stuff, which I don't know much about but I just wanted to have some conversation going. Just so that we don't stay there and die of boredom. I tried to talk to her about Fortdey afterward, but she feigned interest. Well, fuck you, girl.

When bro and Wiz arrived, I was actually glad because I didn't know what else to talk about with this girl without looking suspicious. When big bro told me he wanted to talk with me in private, I actually thought I had been uncovered. Oh well, it would have been entertaining while it lasted. But then, he started blabbering about stuff he was ashamed of. As if it did anything, bro. From the moment I launched the package, you were all doomed to become gay, no matter how sorry you felt now. It still kinda shocked me to see him all vulnerable -- the invincible big brother. He even brought me his crutch from when he had sprained his ankle. Such kindness.

We gathered with Wizard, Fairy and Lumberjack in the drawing room. I was reluctant to go there since our mom was very strict on who could use it. Oh well. After what happened in the basement, I thought we could lounge here for a while. I didn't anticipate the guys to launch all their rage on me. It kinda took me aback. What saddened me the most was what big bro told me about Marine and his brother. It made me feel bad for how I treated Marine, making him my first victim and using him as a pawn since the beginning of the night. I guess I related too much to his brother, which was why I dumbed him down in the first place. Well, I guess it's some sort of karma for turning them gay against their will.

I had to take some time to myself.

_I went into the dining room, the only place with a clock to see the time. On my way, I committed my biggest error of the night -- I stepped into a puddle of cum. I didn't know at first how fatal that would be. Only when I read the fine prints in the morning I learned the cum acted as an Inflicting agent on ANY opening, wounds included. Damn my fucking bright idea of stepping on glass. You see? Trying to outsmart them is not the way to go. _

It was nearing 3 AM, although it was in fact 2 AM -- daylight saving time. I wondered if one of them would be dumb enough to make it to 6 AM only to realize they still had an hour left to wait. I could not have selected a better night to do this! And yet, their little talk about real friends made me realize that if I hadn't set this up, I would have been playing with my online buddies. I suddenly missed gaming and wished I would have simply played games instead of avenging the gays by launching the package.

The first sign of my own changes went unnoticed -- I blamed it on the tight bandage. I was a fool. I didn't realize I was also subject to change if I came in contact with the spunk! I called after the others -- not to tell them I was the imposter, but to show them I was a victim like them. But that brute Zombie had become then blocked my way out. I didn't want him to stop me! I had to play my part! But Zombie probably just saw me like another one to convert. And he was quite rough. I was actually scared of losing my will and become one of those mindless beasts. I was getting played at my own game!

BTW, did I tell you I hate the taste of sperm, even after becoming gay? Well, the transformation didn't change this bit at all for me either, apparently.

Anyway, even if I was FUCKING horny after I changed into one of those brutes, I was kinda glad to still have enough of my mind to act like I wanted -- unlike Marine and his Inflicted, apparently. But now, I had another part to play -- I had to play the horny beast living to convert the other homophobes. After Zombie broke through the windows of the dining room, I really wanted to rip his head off! But I couldn't and had to act the part, so I followed him outside.

We saw Superhero trying to enter back inside. I stayed away and watched Zombie terrify the jock by stepping closer. They finally let the dude in and then I realized another big mistake -- letting them with a gun. Superhero was now threatening the others with the gun! Oh uh... I stayed close to the windows, listening to what their next plans would be. They decided to send my brother in the basement to call our dad -- who works with the police (to preserve his identity on this site).

We have a landline here, so I figured it was bound to happen sometime around the night. My best way of going back in the basement was through the trapdoor in the atelier. I found Marine there who looked sad and horny, jacking himself like his life depended on it. It was quite hot. I almost joined him into his masturbation frenzy when I reminded myself of what my task was here. I told him that Cowboy would be in the reunion room in a few minutes. The loon couldn't have looked happier. How cute.

Together we cornered Cowboy. I don't know where Marine actually found my flashlight -- I couldn't find mine anymore. I guess I must have dropped it somewhere. Whatever, it was so satisfying to finally get back at Cowboy! My dick throbbed hard looking at my big brother, but even I have some standards. I didn't (OH HELL NO) want to have sex with my brother! I mean, come on! I'm into kinky gay shits, but incest ain't my thing! Anyway, while I made sure my brother wouldn't escape and the two of them would finally have hard gay sex. I was chubbing so hard at the thought I couldn't help whacking off. I mean... I jacked off because I imagined two big beasts rutting together, not because of my brother! Yuck!

Only four more to go! While Marine and bro got into hard steamy gay sex, I started to feel bad for the few remaining ones (except Superhero who acted like some maniac piece of shit), so I left a clue in the breaker in case they looked for it. I put a paper with the icon of the Fortdey server -- you know, the sun rising above the hills while you battle in the fort? If any of them had some gaming culture, that would have been a direct hint pointing at me! I doubted they played the game but they could have seen it somewhere... maybe.

Meanwhile I went back outside to look on the missing ones -- Footballer and Cleopatra. I closed the trapdoor from the outside just like my big brother had done earlier. I found the two missing guys having sex by the shed. They asked me if I wanted to take part into their frenzy and I did. Footballer was a huge beast, but that's exactly how I liked my guys since I'd become gay -- why would I turn them all into massive bearish guys otherwise?

_I guess I shouldn't have lost myself to my horny dick, because when I looked back for the others, I found that Superhero almost killed Lumberjack. There was a death clause in the "One of Us" package that I ticked off in case things went really wrong -- if anyone was to die, he would just transform like an Inflicted. Pharaoh (previously Cleopatra) reunited with his lover who surprisingly enough gave himself into the transformation. I had been fucking Footballer's ass one more time in the distance, giving the couple some private loving time together. _

When Footballer and I orgasmed once more, we saw Superhero running away from the mansion, toward the shed. I told the big guy it was perhaps his turn to go check on his pal, which he did. Marine and Cowboy tagged along -- apparently, Superhero made them even more monster-like while I was out here having sex, earlier. They had just been fucking with Zombie on the other side of the house afterward, by the garage. Like I said earlier, I didn't and still don't want to have sex with my brother, so I let them corner the asshole in the shed without me. I didn't really care much anymore about the damage they did -- if the whole property was going to be a mess, then so be it. Maybe that was the horny brute dick thinking, but I didn't care at that point.

I told the lovebirds by the pool about the gathering and let them join the jerk circle around the shed. I went back inside and heard about the commotion going in the dining room with Wizard and Fairy, suspecting each other of being the imposter. I headed back downstairs as their argument turned sour and Wizard started shooting at Fairy. I hid inside the gym, listening carefully to how it would turn out. When Wizard almost discovered Fairy, I distracted him by closing the door of the gym and hiding in the cellar. It served enough as a distraction for him to go investigate. I let him investigate and when he went for the atelier, I moved out of the cellar. I trapped him in the three-room area by pushing a couch in front of the door. With the trapdoor trapping him in there, I figured this was my chance of getting the others and prepare him a surprise-party.

I did not take part in the orgy, giving them all the time they needed to convert poor little Wiz. Well, he sure wasn't small by any means after that! He gave me such a throbbing hard boner looking at him changing, skewered by Marine and my bro first (not looking at my bro, I swear!), then by Zombie and Lumberjack, to finish with Footballer and Superhero. Oh, and while he pounded at slutty Pharaoh. For myself, I stayed back and simply jacked off at watching the little dude grow into a massive hot piece of a bear. Gosh I wanted to have a go at that fat ass.

When he was done changing and I had blown a few wads, I thought about checking on Fairy while they kept going at it relentlessly. Gosh, I wish I would have kept that libido after the game ended! I couldn't find Fairy anywhere, so I figured she had run off. I wondered if the changes would really apply to her after leaving, since it was not 6 AM in reality -- like I mentioned earlier, daylight saving time. I just waited in the living room where all of it started, kicking back and rubbing one off until I saw her and the car magically reappear in the driveway. I guess to prevent chaotic repercussions in the real world, the game made it so that once they passed a point in the transformation they would reappear here.

I greeted Gremlin (previously Fairy), who had changed into a ridiculously hung bro and brought him in the basement to partake into an orgy. I got in with them this time. And yes, I made sure I DIDN'T fuck with my brother. I know some of you guys are into this kind of stuff on the forums here, but come on -- there are some limits still, guys. Anyway, when 6 AM came by, everything seemed to blur and distort apart, like the reality was bending itself as the timer reached 0. It was trippy for sure, but not nauseating if you are scared, potential buyers of the "One of Us."

End results of the package:

In the end, we just all reappeared in the living room, as if we had just gone to sleep when the breaker had shut down. I was fucking GLAD that the mansion was not trashed at all! I would have rather died than witness my parents' wrath! Everything had returned to normal... or at least kind of. Our bodies did not revert all the way back to what we were at the beginning of the night, but at least we looked like humans again. Pharaoh and Gremlin didn't revert to their female forms, but their identities seemed to have been altered so that their legal papers implied they were born male. And of course, all of us were definitely gay now. Their recollection of the night was a blur, but they had some memories of playing a mystery game and fucking each other into oblivion. They also remembered how they had been straight before the night too, but then saw the result as some sort of self-revelation -- none of them had remorse from becoming gay.

If not done already, I believe they will create an account on the GAF soon enough.

Marine and my bro are definitely a couple now and I'm hearing Cowboy's bed banging against the wall in the next room as I type these words. Not sure who tops who, since they both strike me as butch manly tops, but who knows. I know I said I don't want to have sex with my bro, but GODDAMN! Why did he end up so fucking hot?! At six feet six and almost 300 pounds of muscles, the dude is DEF BF material. And Marine at the same weight, but half a foot shorter, still strikes me as a fine-looking bear. I might have a thing for his red hair, IDK.

Pharaoh and Lumberjack are still together and more loving than ever. Lumberjack was already big at six-five, but he looks enormous with his new and broad six-eight bod. He was lanky before, but the improved build suits him great. Pharaoh now looks like a hot ball of fur. That hairy Latino gymnast is one hot piece of meat whom I wouldn't mind shoving my dick into. The thighs he's got are fucking dreamy, guys.

I heard from Zombie that the man he had loved in his teen years was still alive, although he now lives in another town about an hour from here. Even though covid suggests to limit people moving around too much, I doubt rebellious Zombie is going to listen and not move with him soon. Some things never change, apparently. Still glad that he's got a happy ending, though.

I talked with big bulky Footballer yesterday and asked him if he would be interested in dating me, but the dude said he had some catching up to do with an old football buddy of his. It kinda pained me a bit because the dude was so fucking hot -- a seven-foot-three piece of burly footballer. Can you imagine having that much beef in your bed? I figure the catching up with his "friend" might end up in a lot more than pitch and catch, but oh well. He still has my number if he wants to spend some good old ass-fucking fun sometime.

Superhero had told me that he already hooked up with a few guys and enjoys being the nasty kinky pig of the lot. He didn't give me too much detail about his kinks (THANK GOD) but he made me feel like plain old boring vanilla in comparison to him. He let on that he might start "dancing" and "competing" once covid stuff calms down a bit. I think he started seeing another gym guy named Greg, but I can't tell for sure right now. Will have to ask him again.

Finally, the loveable couple of Wizard and Gremlin is still something after what's been said and done the other night. They talked about opening their relationship and are perhaps keen to try poly, even. Gremlin has talked with an old crush again and the guy seems interested in a three-way. I mean, if they're fine with that, who am I to judge? No pun intended. I just hope they'll warn him about their gigantic dongs beforehand, ha!

Then again, I am quite happy with the results. Even if I didn't plan on changing myself, I'm quite glad with my new bod, about the size Footballer had before he changed. I highly recommend the "One of Us" package if you want to spice up a night with your homophobic buddies. I don't regret it at all and I sure hope to make the world a better place for the gays with big hot role models to inspire and look out for them.

Footnote:

I can't help but look back at the night and remind myself of a book I've read back in Middle School. Ten sleazy individuals gathered up on an island where they couldn't leave. They were killed one by one by an imposter among them, in ways to befit the lines of a poem. I didn't think it would work out so good at first, but I was glad (and surprised) it did in a particular way:

Ten little homophobes, party going fine,

One got lost in the dark and gagged,

Then there were nine.

Nine little homophobes, stayed up very late,

One slumbered on its own,

Then there were eight.

Eight little homophobes, feeling scared and pained,

One lingered with its long-lost love,

Then there were seven.

Seven little homophobes, fearing traps and tricks,

One got split and came out strong.

Then there were six.

Six little homophobes, playing to survive,

One ran off when harsh words stung,

Then there were five.

Five little homophobes, fighting at the door,

One was found guilty and sentenced to lose,

Then there were four.

Four little homophobes, begging to be free,

One was deluded by a red herring,

Then there were three.

Three little homophobes, not knowing what's true,

A great big bear hugged one,

Then there were two.

Two little homophobes, waiting for the sun,

One got heated up,

Then there was one.

One little homophobe, thought that it had won,

But it'd rather hang out with the homos,

And then there were none.

Signed User#1986 -- aka Ghostface ."