This isn't Panty's first rodeo, but man that's not something you see every day. She'd been off minding her own business, innocently massacring ghosts of all shapes and sizes, banging dudes of all shapes and sizes, when the bummer brigade here decided to bust in and ruin her party. Probably another one of the Demon Hoes diabolical plans to enforce some obscure rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrules!!!!! that nobody gives half a shit about.
UNFORTUNATELY with the amount of gun-toting assholes, Backlace alone isn't making much of a dent. When one gun isn't enough, what's the solution?
MORE. GUNS.
"Hey! You! Yeah you, turdburger!" Wow that sure is Panty right up in your grill. If that isn't enough, she's going to go for her victim's shirt to shake them violently to make her polite request all that more convincing. "Don't just stand there! Fork over your underwear and make it snappy, got it?!" it's for a good cause i swear
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Ah yes. A nice roadtrip with all the luxuries. The AC's on high, there's soft background music, and probably free wifi if you need it. A lot of distractions for a few hours if you switch activities from time to time to keep it fresh.
But is Panty Anarchy going to do that?
HELL NO. What she's done instead is found a packet of chewing gum and a ballpoint pen, stuck her earbuds in (playing something suitably wubwub-y) and started absent-mindedly clicking the pen in time to whatever song she's listening to at the time while blowing gum bubbles with sharp 'POP's as they're inflated beyond capacity. Normally that wouldn't be a bad thing, except for the fact said pen is exceptionally loud, the tempo of wubwub is fast as fuck by default, and she still has most of her gum packet to go through.
click click click clickPOPclick click click
Aren't you glad you're stuffed in a tour bus with her?
Anarchy Panty | Panty & Stocking with Garterbelt
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