《A Fool fooling around in another world》Guess it
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It
Is
Time
YOU FUCKING DAFT CUNTS!
Now that I've had a break for over 2 months, I'm finally back with my new story! It's been a while you twisted fucks!
After overcoming the procrastinator inside me, I finally sat down and planned a bit of the shit out. I have the first few arcs planned. The first few heroines and the MC's path in the future e.g. the future plot!
I'M FUCKING HYPED! I CAN'T LIE!
In those 2 months I've been fucking busy, I can tell ya that. I was playing a shitload of Monster Hunter World, searched for some dank ass memes and finally had some time to catch up on the anime I wanted to watch. Man, I had a blast.
And now it's fucking time for everything to start over again...
Hehe...
Fuck, I need my rope...
Well, anyways. The new story is called "How to have fun in an apocalypse". Go search for it if you still want to read my amateur shit.
Or you can just click this link: How to have fun in an apocalypse
To be honest, I was extremely sad when this story ended. I didn't really had the drive to write anymore, since I didn't want to start this all over again.
But after seeing y'all daft cunts be so disappointed and, I just had to be generous enough to bless y'all fuckers with my-
Fuck off
...You shouldn't even be here anymore.
But I am. Watcha gonna do about it?
Not write your lines anymore. How about that?
That's what I thought, bitch.
Well, anyways. I really hope I'll see ya daft cunts in the comments over there.
Peace, I'm outie.
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