A/N: I never really write about Murderface. So, in lieu of the latest episode, "Dethhealth", I decided to explore his thought process on being gay. If you haven't seen that episode, I highly recommend you skip over to Adult Swim's website and watch it. It's hilarious! Anyways, there aren't really many spoilers in this, so read, review, and enjoy!
~Larien~
William Murderface stood under the spray of his shower, so lost in utter shock that he could not determine whether the water was hot or cold. Images of the doctor's hands on his organ and of the milky fluid on the doctor's face plagued his mind. His shock was broken momentarily when he noticed that his member was hardening again. He stared down at it in horror.
"Schtupid gay dick!" the bassist yelled shrilly as he hit the calloused organ. He shut the water off and dried himself off. He then pulled his clothes on and flopped down on his back on his bed. "I can't be gay. It'sch not metal to be gay. I came in the doctor'sch facshe, though! That meansch I'm gay! What am I gonna do?" He squeezed his eyes shut and groaned. "Maybe I should juscht chop my cock off. Or kill myschelf!"
Murderface stood up and walked around his room, fingering the various weapons. He finally came upon an old issue of Hustler lying on a table. He picked it up and thumbed through it. It was full of nude or scantily-clad buxom women captured in various provocative poses. His member twitched and throbbed, reaching its full hardness. The bassist looked down at the bulge in his pants and grinned.
"That'sch right! I wasch thinkin' about hot naked chicksch while the doctor wasch touching my junk! The doctor muscht have juscht jacked me off! Hey, wait, the doctor jacked me off! I gotta schettle thisch!" His lime green eyes burned with anger and his trademark scowl fixed itself back upon his face. Upon this realization, Murderface made up his mind to go back to St. Necrophagus to beat the doctor into a bloody pulp. Or, you know, at least inform the doctor that he was not, in fact, gay.