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// Oh, and along with the story i'm doing, I'm doing my own drawings of the characters. So please, criticize my artwork harshly. Go fierce when glaring at it \\
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// :D my book gives me tears of angst. Poor Nifty haha \\
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Anthony had been really sick these last few days, he was now just shivering on the couch
//idk- I tried
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@_-Addict-_ // yeah, so my story on wattpad deleted itself. then my dad made me do chores every second I tried to get on my laptop. and then some guy came up to me and called me inappropriate things... \\ He sighed. "I might have to use magic on you if you get worse.."
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@__s3r1a1-k1ll3r__ //oops "Al if ya use some magic on me I can and will fuck ya figuratively" he muttered
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@_-Addict-_ // I think it's because of all the anger from yesterday. I was hella angry \\ He sighed. "Alright, I won't.. Though it might help you.."
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// 50-50 percent chance tomorrow Human Alastor might become ded and go to hell, that means theme switch \\
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// I'm so angry right now, I'm thinking about k1lling off Al \\
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@__s3r1a1-k1ll3r__ //it's fine, I honestly don't care about angst unless it's the same thing repeated. And I am here if you need to vent
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@_-Addict-_ // Sorry, I just don't want to bombard you or anyone with angst and vents \\
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Anthony was dead asleep on the couch, wearing a tang top and shorts as he did so
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@__s3r1a1-k1ll3r__ "Do ya ever feel like your goin' crazy?" He asked again quietly, gently tracing circles on his chest
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@__s3r1a1-k1ll3r__ He nuzzled his neck before talking weakly "Do ya ever feel like your losing it?"
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// drop starters, I'mma take a no writing day. \\
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// Thats all the writing I can do today, got some ideas written down. Anywhooo I shall drop a sick Alastor RP thing because I feel my allergies kicking in \\
Alastor was at his own house in the woods, bundled up in blankets on his couch. He was asleep, hidden like a caterpillar in its cocoon. He sneezed every few times.
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// I'm tired today, so I'm just going to flop and probably pass out writing stories \\
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// I like zombie apocalypse stories. I might make a zombie apocalypse story for Hazbin y, but a human au. Maybe put human Helluva Boss in it too..
I'mma do that, along with a short story book. Screw it. \\
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@-K1TT3NS- // I skipped a animatic infection au for Hazbin, immediately went to episode nine and cried. Al was scary \\