You decide to click the Rape button under the Roman statue PFP, as revenge for all the disgusting hate he’s spewed into the world. You don’t know what it does, but it’s probably something bad.
Once you do, the button flashes green and a popup appears. You view it with shock and a ting of unease. Anal penetration? Battery? So he’ll really be raped? You know that this guy is a horrible person and a racist, but nobody deserves to have their consent violated like that.
You agonize over this for a few minutes, but decide that since he would probably have raped innocent people himself, it’s poetic justice.
