PORPENTINE

Purgeball is a sport, a religion, a furnace, a space elevator, a way of life and death–we recruit from schools, slums, wombs, the unconceived

the slap of my perfectly muscled Murder Arm takes you by surprise–you are a False Athlete and this court will be your tomb

i am regenerated through Purgeball–in the fire of the basal and apex court–in the freezing ice of steroid twitches–in the grappling nexus

I got my breasts removed so I could become a better Purgeball athlete. Now I glide fast and hit hard. Razor-sluice nanoshards course from my

I’m an Amazon of the year Purgeball. My sexual reality is slamming the ball on the lubricated court floor and feeling tremors, vibrations,

the Purgeball secretly keeps track of the total semen, blood, shit, piss, sweat absorbed since it was forged, trickling into the glowing hexagonic cracks

the Purgeball morphs seemingly at random–part of being an athlete is reading the signs, divining the thrums as you clutch that uncertain ball to your sweating chest

i blow out a muscle on the third inning, spraying white fluid across the spectators–your screams of ecstasy lift me up

i’m on the court and i slide my dick inside your shit-greased athlete’s tube–i pin you with my ejaculate like a pearlescent spear

if you can’t handle the heat don’t play Purgeball…also if you can’t handle random scorpion intrusions, spinning whirblades, and incendiary

“i suck down tons of disease and low-cal punishment like duck off a water’s back” he said like a Greake Gdod. Then slamming his ball down.

incredibly excited for the upcoming Purgeball tournament…Blood Spike & Pontoon have so many muscles this season

Purgeball isn’t any one thing. It isn’t the electrified hyperball set to randomly emit neuroscrambler pulses. It isn’t the toxic rivers of g

Purgeball is about commitment–for your team, for your city-state, for your cyber-ideology. It’s more than a field designed to drink blood

the Purgeball athlete plucked scorpion stingers, acid darts, and e. coli-wetted throwing stars from his chiseled, trim, sweat-sheened bod

Shoot the Hoop. Swish. The points go into the millions. Wake up. Just a dream. But tonight: Purgeball for real. Wipes Sweat and Laugh Nervou