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(ID: Sam Oldham)

Every movement or frame of thought has fundamental Tenets. Principles and beliefs and Doctrines held to be true. Of course there are exceptions, but within the mind of all true believers they are a guiding light to understand themselves and their ideals within the light of an Overarching framework.
The same holds true for every archetype and identity in the Abyss. Every corruption comes with its own guiding black hand to show you the way and to give all who embrace it a baseline from which to build.

And so behold the Tenets of the Jock

1) Life is a Battlefield, Conquer everything you do

 You are a warrior. Success and Victory are survival. Mediocrity and Failure are death. You are a winner. MVP. Never letting your guard down. Continuing to push till you reach the top of the pile. Extend this mentality to everything. Everything is battle. And the rush of victory is ecstasy. Sports, work, school, life. Your discipline and training preparing you to win the battle and the war.

2) You are a Predator looking for Prey

 Every step must be calculated. Every action poised with killer intent. Always looking out for weakness to exploit; to get the upper hand. Every opportunity taken advantage of. Sinking your teeth into it and never letting go. Once you smell blood in the water you go into a frenzy. New promotion, New plays, New people, New Prey.

3) Never be content with less than 100%

 Always strive for higher. Your ambition must know no bound. You are never content with enough. Enough is never enough. Push yourself to the limit and then keep pushing until you redefine what the limit is. You will do more than survive. You will do more than succeed. You will excel and you will be better than the best. And you expect the same of your team and everyone around you.

4) Get your priorities in order. Never Falter

 Your time is precious. It cannot be wasted with trivial pursuits. Set your mind in the right order. Emphasizing the things that are most important to you. A hierarchy of goals and ambitions and never stray from them. Let everything else fall away because you cannot be distracted from your victory. Keep your eyes on the prize.

5) Your body is a weapon, honed to perfection

 Hard, molded steel muscles fired in the forge of battle and achievement. Every part of you hard-won through sweat and effort. Never let that body go to waste. Use it to its utmost potential. It is a tool of your victory; cutting down your enemies on the field, in the ring, or in the office. Strong and athletic. A lethal weapon in the hands of one as well trained as you.

6) Treasure your Victories

 Bask in that glow of everlasting glory. Your enemies strewn on the battlefield before you. Your teammates showering you with applause. Blood staining your lips from the skirmish. Feel that medal on your chest; the wreath on your head. Take it all in and cherish the unrivaled pleasure. You won’t rest on your laurels, but you will sure as hell enjoy them. The social clout and the mobility that being Number 1 brings.

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“Wow you’ve got abs!” the glowing commendation that pushes so many young Jocks down that pathway that leads ultimately to predatory victory; the innate pull towards a strong core, low body fat and a predisposition towards athleticism.

Likewise the pursuit of that sculpted washboard physique is what separates the weak from the strong, the true winners from the losers. As almost every young man pumps out hundreds of crunches a day in an attempt to gain the fleeting attention of their peers, those who just aren’t cut out for it mentally and physically quickly surrender to their fate, rising with aching abs and deciding to put it off till later while wasting their time on Video games and other idle pastimes.

Those natural born predators however, made out of the stronger stuff that champions are crafted from, keep going. Keep pushing to bigger and better things, because they recognize the strength and versatility of the core.
They know that if they want to succeed on their chosen battleground they need to build that solid, rock hard foundation.

The agile swimmer needs it for breath control pushing air through those lungs. The wrestler needs it for balance, the muscles of the core pulling and pushing to keep everything around it steady. The baseball player needs it to power through with those killer swings. The football player needs it for the pure force of tackling his opponent.
And all need a strong and steady core to stand up straight after their victory and glare down at the broken egos of their unworthy competitors whom they had the unimaginable pleasure of destroying.

The presentation of a strong set of abs is therefore its own medal, a silent gloating trophy that automatically sets the Jock one step above the rest. Hard won and trained through countless sweating hours. A showcase of their own determination, physical and mental superiority, and ultimate victory.

So that even off the field, the jock walks and swaggers as if he has a medal bouncing on his chest. Because honestly, he has one better. In the office, in the bar, in the bedroom; he always knows that he’s won.

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If you’ve somehow managed to snag a himbo into a standard work environment, then you have won yourself one of the best tools you could imagine.

Pure charisma and charming sex appeal; they’ll have customers begging to give you their money with just a smile. They excel in a position where all of the attention is showered on them. Maybe that’s a customer service role with slack-jawed clients barely disguising their lust for him.  Or maybe it’s a warehouse position where all the other boys can gawk and ogle at the way his khaki’s strain around his ass every time he goes to pick up a box. That’s why a Himbo comes into work. A captive audience to shower them with Adoration. Eyes coming and going and looking and staring hungrily at them. Their true job, no matter what their title, is to perform and oblige their hungering adoring fans. They know exactly which itches to scratch to get those extra bonuses at the end of the year and they are more than happy to use their most potent resource to get it.

Sure, Victor’s been written up more times than he can count(not that he can count super high) for supposed “dress code violations”; but he knows that’s just the HR guys’ way of flirting with him. He always comes back the next day, technically compliant but only technically.

With a body like his he knows he’ll get complaints about being a ‘distraction’ and ‘ a threat to my marriage’ regardless of what he wears. So might as well have fun with it right?

He knows he’s untouchable…at least in the metaphorical sense. Literally speaking he is probably the MOST touchable person around (The IT specialist wishes he could use those tits as a mousepad.) But when you basically have being the Bosses personal desk toy as a part of your total compensation, you wield the immunity and privilege that gives you as a badge of honor. Doesn’t matter what anyone says, you’ll spend all your time draped over someone else’s desk or checking your hair in the mirror. It’s a part of your contract.

But Victor is a really hard worker nonetheless. It’s an exhausting, but rewarding business when your body is a product for the company. Most days it’s just a matter of undoing the top few buttons, but bigger clients can really be a handful…and a mouthful, and occasionally an ass-ful. Two if it’s a part of a joint account. But the Avis Athletics Agency prides itself on using the best practices when whoring out our top performers, and employees who prove themselves in that role can expect ample benefits and further responsibilities in the future. The bigger Victor grows those tits, the more he flashes that pretty smile, the more dress code violations he gets; the better. He knows the boss has his eye on him. That’s just how he likes to do his work.

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(ID:https://www.instagram.com/joviefitness/)

Flawless Teflon. While all the rest of his peers seem to struggle to keep their heads above water, the himbo merely floats unbothered. Must be all the air in that beautiful head of his. The himbo on campus is truly flawless. Bouncing around without a care in the world. He knows he’s golden.

But how could that be? He spends more time looking in the mirror than he does looking in a text book. Pulls more one-night stands than he does all-nighters. And yet he’s still ace-ing just about every class. What’s his secret?
He’s fucking the professor…and half the football team, and the swim club, and probably a bunch more people.

Everyone knows it, but no one holds it against him. He’s a school staple; like a mascot whose ass everyone has seen. People adore him. They want him and want to be him. To exist in his orbit is like being graced by the rays of the sun. If there’s a party worth being at, he’s almost certainly there being the center of attention. Somehow more familiar with the dorm rooms of other people than his own. A social butterfly coasting through life. Dancing on air. Everyone knows his look, his fashion, his reputation. But when it comes to meaningful mentality ,well, there’s not much there. Shallow and simple, but he’s so pretty. And such an easy lay.

It’s not a trick or a trap; at least not on purpose. After all, a poisonous creature can’t help if its got pretty colours. And love..or more likely lust can be a powerful toxin. A long line of unwitting victims fallen prey to his looks. All it really takes is a plumped up smile here, a tight crop-top there; maybe a couple blowjobs and everyone is putty in his hands. They’d do anything for him. Free access to clubs. Fancy trinkets and baubles. Total passes on all his courses.

And the best thing is, he’s so dumb he doesn’t even know the power he has over the souls of the masses. A blind idiot god leaving a swathe of jilted lovers and ensorcelled peers in his wake. Too self absorbed and wrapped up in himself to notice the effect he has on people. Just enjoying his own little microcosm that revolves around him and his beauty and pleasure.

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Every movement or frame of thought has fundamental Tenets. Principles and beliefs and Doctrines held to be true. Of course there are exceptions, but within the mind of all true believers they are a guiding light to understand themselves and their ideals within the light of an Overarching framework.
The same holds true for every archetype and identity in the Abyss. Every corruption comes with its own guiding black hand to show you the way and to give all who embrace it a baseline from which to build.

And so behold the Tenets of the Himbo

1) Play the Part

Performance, Artifice, Glitz and Glamour. When people think of a Himbo, they expect certain things. They expect pretty boys with nice bodies. Fun and flirty personalities eager to have a good time. They expect dyed hair and Silk shirts. Why disappoint them? Fulfill their fantasies of you. Build your body and your persona around what people want to see. Build a brand around loving the spotlight and the attention. Let the whole world know what you are. Embody your role until it is a part of you. Be a stereotype so that people can’t tell where you end and where the shallow performance begins. Fake it till you make it. Because if you play the fool for long enough, eventually you will become one.

2) Vanity is a Virtue

Beauty is good. You are a work of art. You make the world a better place through your appearance. Sculpting your body. Keeping your skin smooth and soft. It makes people happy.
So who cares if you’re a little conceited and self absorbed. It takes a lot of work to look as good as you do, you’ve earned the right to get off on your own appearance.
The story of narcissus is a goal, not a warning. Stare into the mirror. Fixate on your looks. Every hair in place. Every fashion choice is deliberately selected to make you and everyone else stop and take notice.

3) Your style is Seductive

A little exposed shoulder here. A midriff there. Legs that just keep going up to the heavens. Sending people crazy. Tempting and tantalizing them with what lies beneath. Like a perfectly wrapped gift. Sinful and seductive. Your role in life is to act as the serpent, guiding men towards your personal light. Making them fall from grace just to get a taste of that forbidden fruit. So expose your chest. Leave just enough to the imagination. Don yourself in gold and gems to stun and ensorcell the world around you. No one can resist.

4) Strategic stupidity

No one like’s a Smartass. All of those nerds and smart folks are so miserable. Such bores. Think of the greatest people in the world who have made an impact. Politicians. Communicators. Models. Actors. Did they have brains or knowledge? NO. They were Popular.
You’ve got to be popular. And the fast track to popularity is to be a ditzy airhead. Laugh at other people’s jokes. Make them feel a little superior to you mentally. Be a good fun dimwit. It doesn’t matter if you’re actually the smartest person in the room, calculating the social gains of every interaction.
They don’t need to know that. They just need to be dazzled.

5) Diamonds are a Himbo’s best friend

Shallow. Materialistic. Gold-digging. Such high praise for you. You look good, so you deserve good things. A life in the lap of luxury, treating yourself to the finer things the world has to offer is the ideal for a Himbo. Like a Beautiful bird of paradise in a gilded cage. Fancy clothes, Good food(but not too much, you’ve gotta watch your figure). Toys to play with. And if you need a sugar daddy or two to supply those riches, then that’s just another trinket to add to your collection.

6) You are a toy, you need to be played with.

You are a sexual object. Why have a body this good if it’s not going to be used? You want it. You need it. A toy to be passed around. A slut renowned for your skill. The fact that so many people want to use you for your body should be a compliment, not a curse. You’re addicted to the attention. Those leering eyes; the groping hands. It all feels so good. Life affirming. Nothing more than a precious little Ken doll for people to dress up and fulfill their deepest, darkest fantasies with.

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The luscious Lower body; Quads, Calves, Glutes, Hamstrings. Unfortunately underrated, under-utilized and undertrained by most men. But the Himbo once again makes use of the things that most men neglect to their ultimate advantage. In fact, most Himbos start their journey to that pinnacle with simple squats, sets upon sets finding an almost erotic pleasure in it until over time and almost without their noticing they’ve built those sturdy columns to support and enhance the rest of their beauty.

But where the Bull or the Jock’s legs are grown to eventually trade their delicate grace for a gorgeous and arousing grotesquerie of mass, the Himbo straddles that line. Training them like the rest of their form, sculpting and molding them into enticing artworks, carefully teased like the finest clay to produce a product that the highest bidder would gladly pay an arm and…well…

There’s something about the supple nature of a Himbo’s Lower body that drives people crazy. That bouncing tight bubble butt, the way flesh can yield to fingers one second, and then rebuff them with a flex the next.

It’s the kind of package one wants to grab at, and the Himbo is always more than happy to oblige. Being groped, manhandled, squeezed and played with; It’s all just forms of worship and adulation that they’ve worked their whole life to achieve.

The Himbo morphs themselves into works of art, mimicking and then surpassing the David with their beauty and form. And like the David and all those classical and renaissance sculptures the ultimate pinnacle of their journey is to be gazed at longingly from below, covetous hands grasping at bare Marble glutes and brass quads.

It almost makes one want to kneel and examine them up close, like a discerning collector, marveling at the freedom from blemish of an artifact bought at auction. Tracing fingers up the calf muscles, around to the vastus medialis, entranced by the well formed Gluteus Maximus. Losing yourself in your prized artwork, like some foolish Pygmalion to a masculine Galatea.

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School is a rough time for most bulls. It’s just such an unnatural and stifling environment that does nothing but inhibit true potential. Like a plant in a tiny pot; no bull can ever grow to their full size when trapped within the confines of Academia.

It’s just such an alienating environment when your deepest desire is muscle. Forced to sit through class and lectures when you would rather be pressing 60s at the gym. No one understands you. No one relates to you. You’ll always be the biggest in class and still want more. They just don’t understand that obsessive passion deep down. It’s isolating. They wonder why you eat so much. They wonder why you talk about muscle and the gym so much. They wonder why you’ve shelled out so much money for the Gold membership at the university gym.

You could never tell them the truth. That the reason you go to the gym so often is because you love muscle more than anything. More than any class you’ve ever taken. More than any job you’re supposed to work when you graduate. That it is an addiction in the deepest fiber of your being and that all you want is to be a piece of meat. Treated like livestock. Forced to grow and appreciated for your body.

They’d never understand that because they insist on appreciating you for your intellect. They insist that your mind is what matters. You know the truth.

Muscle is all that matters.

But you still have to sit in stupid classes. Wasting time and energy that could be spent getting huge. Wasting money that should be spent on food, supps and roids. Wasting mental capacity on stupid shit like stats and Math and Computer Science when all you really wanna think about is how fucking good the Pump feels. How fucking big you will grow, and how bad you wanna just ditch class to go get in a workout.

Inevitably it does get to the point where people see less and less of you in class. The only reason you’ve stuck around so long is because the campus has the biggest gym you’ve ever seen. But eventually you’ll either drop out, or you’ll graduate and promptly trash the fucking diploma. Either way, when you finally finish that school shit you’ll finally be able to follow your real calling. Hell, maybe you can go back and work at the university gym. Support the new generation of bulls. Make sure they don’t make the same mistake that you did by wasting time with class. Get them in the gym and let them avoid the fate that you did, Muscle bull.

Muscle is all that matters.

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Every movement or frame of thought has fundamental Tenets. Principles and beliefs and Doctrines held to be true. Of course there are exceptions, but within the mind of all true believers they are a guiding light to understand themselves and their ideals within the light of an Overarching framework.
The same holds true for every archetype and identity in the Abyss. Every corruption comes with its own guiding black hand to show you the way and to give all who embrace it a baseline from which to build.

And so behold the Tenets of the Bull

1) Muscle is all that matters

 Growth and muscle and mass are your be all and end all. They come above every responsibility. It is your destiny to grow. To build your body and force it into that muscular grotesque form of pure beef. There is no such thing as too big. Live your life knowing that everything is secondary to your lust for growth, That nothing feels as good or is worth more than muscular perfection.

2) Do whatever it takes

 You will do whatever is necessary to grow.
Anything that is within your power. Nothing will stand in your way.
Working out 7 days a week. Changing your lifestyle to facilitate your growth. Giving up other less enticing or important things that distract you from muscle. Juice up and learn the way to maximize your growth. Cut off those who doubt you and hold you back. Spend half your paycheck on supplements and food. Anything and everything to grow.

3) You are meat. Your muscle is the only thing that will bring you joy

You are a bull. Livestock. Born and bred for your muscle and growth. You need to be appreciated for it. Felt and witnessed for it. Lauded for it. Nothing feels better than the pump in the gym. Nothing looks better than putting pound after pound of mass on your frame. Growing so big that clothes stretch and strain and people stare and call you a freak. It is therapy. It is the cure to all your ills.
It all feels so good, and the ultimate pinnacle is using that muscle to fulfil you entirely. Flex and show off for cash. Become a Personal trainer. A Bodybuilder. Whatever it takes to make muscle your life.

4) You must eat to grow

Being so massive and continuing to grow fills you with that insatiable hunger. A constant urge to feed and fuel your muscle. Obsessed and constantly hungry for more! And even if you haven’t reached that stage yet, you still consume more. More protein and all the fuel you need to grow. Stuffing your face till your stomach feels like it will pop, but still loving it. Still feeding more because you know that food is fuel for growth. You do not eat to feel good. You do not eat to survive. You eat to grow!

5)The World must grow with you

 It is not enough that you should be the biggest. Your muscle isn’t the only thing that matters. ALL muscle is what matters. You won’t even waste time with someone who isn’t growing or isn’t at least trying. It is your duty as a perfect muscle bull to encourage others. Teach them. Grow them. Push them forward with your own progress. The world must be filled with more muscle to be perfected.

6) Obsession and Addiction Fuel you

 Your lust for muscle should eclipse all other things. It should be a sickness that infects all aspects of your life. There is no healthy indulgence. There is only growth. Crazed and powerful until it overwhelms your mind. Leaving behind only the muscle bull and no trace of the man that was. Muscle is your god. The Gym is your temple. Let it become your truth and your reality.

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Heavy, heaving shelves of tightly muscled, juicy pectorals; twitching, flexing, swelling almost against a Bull’s will.
It’s expected that a Bull will be massive and well developed in all areas of their exquisitely grotesque musculature, but nothing exemplifies that innate Lust for growth more than a huge pair of Muscle Tits that overhang from the bulls body and literally become all he can see after a while. Like a set of Muscle Bull blinders.

The pecs are different to a lot of other muscular groups because they are so seldom used in everyday life. They require extensive training and heavy resistance to grow to the shirt-straining sizes that all bulls desire. Therefore a Nice rack on a Muscle Bull is a sign of intense dedication, and, in many cases, intense obsession and desire. The feeling of that pump swelling your chest after a set becoming a set of sexual stimuli for the bull. Loving the ability to flex and bounce them for everyone to see.
Every workout becoming erotic, as the strain and flex of your muscles constitutes an orgasmic explosion with every rep. As the knowledge that you are building your pecs tickles and teases that Bull brain and becomes a point of pride and enjoyment. Loving the growth just for the sake of it. Just longing to see those Muscle tits grow fuller.

All the while inside there is that deep subconscious yearning, begging for someone to just reach out and grab hold of their chest in worship, squeezing and massaging like a true piece of Livestock being tested for its quality.

Becoming just a piece of meat for themselves and others, embodying a Bull. Force fed and pumped up full of hormones to eventually be paraded onto a stage and hopefully win that prize, or else to be grown for slaughter, pecs eventually feeding the desires of dozens of worshippers that bury their faces between those slabs of beef.

That’s what pecs represent, not only dedication to the craft of honing your flesh into something more than anyone could ever imagine, but also of sacrifice. Sacrificing the weakness in yourself that makes you anything more or less than a piece of meat. Sacrificing those inhibitions to tie you to societal expectations to be “Normal”.

Juicy pecs like these whose fibers you can literally count beneath the skin are not — Cannot — be built by normal people. It takes something special, something primal, something inhuman. That Lust for growth inside to want to become like this. And then the slow augmentation to actually achieve it. Starting first with synthesized Whey protein, then moving to supplements and creatine and god knows what other chemical concoctions you can find on the market that still keeps you “natural”, and finally throwing all care to the wind to take that final plunge into anabolic bliss.

And all along that journey the bull will just keep flexing, Just keep pumping, Just keep smiling.

Always and forever, because muscle is all that matters.

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(ID: Marcel González)

Bro’s are fairly common to see in a work environment. Most jobs don’t actually take that much thought if you think about it for just a second. It’s usually just Good ol’ common sense or Rote tasks that any moron could do. And many morons usually excel in the world of business, right dude?. 

But a bro is more than just a dumbass. He’s a dumbass you wanna keep around, brah. The bro makes coming into work a joy, even if you know you’re gonna have to end up cleaning up his mess half the time. Dude is the office welcoming committee, making a dull dreary desk job into a party and a connection. 

Most people aren’t quite certain if he’s oblivious or if he knows how badly he’s doing but doesn’t admit it. But it doesn’t really matter, who could stay mad at that dumb slack-jawed look; at those well tanned arms. 

Marcel is a great example for this at the Avis Athletic Agency. Dude know’s all the intern’s names…and their mom’s names too. He remembers Rhonda in legal’s birthday every year and always manages to hook the office up with the best after work bash. 

Everyone fucking loves Marcel. It’s why the whole office thinks he is their work-husband. And to an extent that’s true. Gay, straight, bro or chick. He’s piped them all at least once. Just to see ya know.  He made ’em all feel special. All feel loved. It’s what he’s best at. It’s why the CEO keeps him around. He’s a vital element of maintaining employee morale, duder.

Internal studies showed that the love of an office bromance decreases sick days by up to half, and as long as Marcel is working at AAA, you can guarantee all his bros are gonna stick with him. No improved salary offer or corporate poacher would ever tear them away from him.

So really it doesn’t matter that he doesn’t know the difference between a budget and a bicep curl, just him being there has saved the company millions.

That’s why he gets all these bonuses and extra’s despite being a bit of a drone. He somehow always ends up on the CEO’s team when they go on overseas business trips to exotic locales. It’s won him the unofficial title of PA. “Party assistant”. Because as soon as the work day is over he’s ready with a drink in one hand and some blow in the other for a “team-building exercise”.

Best part of it is that he takes his paychecks in the form of Brewski’s, babes and beach-time, bro.

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