omw to commit homocide! #yay

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"Creativity's a waste of time, keeping your mind on lock. Look at your future, it's your time! Hurry up, the clock's gonna stop!"
-The notebook (Avanna) in CreepP's 'Creative', 2016 I think

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Sometimes you gotta stop for a second and think. Am I doing the right thing? Should I do this? Is this correct?

Nah. Not if you Arc.

Cuz he on his way to commit homicide. And eat them. With his sibling, Say. Cannibalism.

It all started at the local convenience store. Arc busted in and started doing backflips and shit and almost kicked Say. He was on a sugar high okay.

"Heyyyyyy gimme the cash register or you're not gonna have a family to come home toooooooooooooooooooo" Arc threatened Greggy weggy (why did this emoji pop up when I typed weggy: 😩)

"Naurrrrr"

Arc raised the gun. "I'M HUNGY. I CRAVE HUMAN FLESH."

"Nah brudda I don't taste good"

"Ok but how would you know?"

"Idk I tried it once..."

"Ugh, WHATEVER. SACRIFICE YOUR FUCKING POSSESSIONS TO ME. BY THAT I MEAN THE CASH REGISTER." Arc said.

"No."

Arc cocked the gun. "N a o w."

"Want some weed?"

"OOH YEAAAHHHHHH" Arc said like the kool-aid man. Like he REALLY wanted that weed. He was already high, waht was a bit more?

"Oh, no. Don't give him the weed," Say said. "He's already high. I left him unsupervised with a box of candy..." Say came forward.

"Nah it's OK I sell weed to underage minors anyways" Greg retorted.

"OOOOH GIMMEEEEEE" Arc said.

"Ok" Greg went to get some weed. "That'll be $60 dollars."

"Can I negotiate that price pleaseeeeeeeeeee"

"Oop! Well, would you look at that!" Greg said, looking at his watch. Arc got excited too.

"It's cock-o'-clock! Time to work an hour gay!" Greg exclaimed. "Lemme just-"

Ok imagine this but a bit more femboyish🏳️‍🌈

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Ok imagine this but a bit more femboyish🏳️‍🌈

"Slay queen~✨️" Say praised.

"Tf" Arc said.

"Sorry but I work 7 hours straight and 1 hour gay~" He said. "Anyways, I won't be able to negotiate this because... well this ain't a car dealership, babe."

"Okayyyyyy fine. Saaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy-"

"Wut." Say looked at him blankly.

"Can I get some weeeeeeeeee-"

"No. Go home." Say said emotionlessly, pointing at the door.

"But-"

"But? Well, that's something you lack," Say said. "Just go, Arc."

"You're meannnnnnn >:("

'Too bad. You shouldn't have gotten so high."

Arc was almost in tears when he left. Of course, this wasn't visible. Just little wet patches of tears soaking through his eye bandages. :(

Say is mean sometimes.

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