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Is this an rp?
Is this an rp?
Nope
Just a club that i made up seven hours ago
Whats it about?
Being wierd
okkkkk………
I WISH TO JOIN THE CLUB
I'm watching the americas got talent auditions 1, and the cats were stupid and the card guy was just so cringey to watch
And now this dude says he wants to be a judge
what has this show come to??
He got fired its all good
AND NOW THESE IDJITS COME SPITTIN WATER LIKE ITS A FRICKIN TALENT
AND HE SPAT IT INTO THE OTHERS MOUTH AND HE DRANK IT DUSGFJASBDHLGH
NO, MEL B, YOU'VE GO IT WRONG, NOT SIMON
EEWWW and then Tyra spat it into his mouth GrOSSsssssssssssssss
okay I shall stop now I apologise
NO I WATCH IT TOO AND FOUNTIAN GUYS WERE AN ATROCITY
MY BROTHER YELLED AT ME AD WAS LIKE "UR WRONG THYE WERE REALLY GOOD" AND IM LIKE AHDKSHJAJSL
IKR IT WAS JUST DISGUSTING.
I'm in the mood to sing but I cant sing well and nobody wants to put up with me singing and I don't know what to sing and I disappoint myself when I sing, and that puts me in a bad mood, so now I'm in a bad mood and I don't want to put up with my 5 year old brother's shit
Wow dude relatable
Same
I have one older sis and that is eNOUGH
Ugh I wish I had a sister my brothers snitch on me for cussing all the time, I'm waiting till they get my parents to disown me for not being 'normal'
I need all y'alls help. I have a short story I wrote for my creative writing class and everyone who read it agreed that it sounds more like a piece of a story than a story in and of itself, and so i'm working on trying to write a plot for it but I can't think of anything
Idea: So for my story, I'm going to have like a water village, like a village floating ontop of the water, put like it acts like putty, the water, I want them to have really advanced technology, but I don't know how to set it in motion?
I'm just as lost with both my stories as you, buddy. I can't help there
Okay I need opinions on my prologue. Does it catch your attention? Is it entertaining? Here it is
PROLOGUE
Mr. and Mrs. Daysburough were made out to be the model family of Clearwater, a small town on the island Do, just west of the mainland, with their daughter Sari. I, however, have a much different opinion of them, but it’s not really in my place to say so; because, of course, my job is to tell the story how it is, and not as it should be. Sadly enough, all the residents of Clearwater saw it as such, except for one.
Enter John Dewberry, town outcast and the only one to see through the Daysburough’s bejeweled facade. You see, Sari’s parents were involved with the devil, the kind found in expensive spirits and other adult beverages. Little Sari would be left to her own devices as a child, clueless, while her parents locked themselves in their study, bottles in hand, or while they hosted their richest neighbors. It was quite a sight to see, all these rich folk, so sophisticated, stumbling around, slurring their words and quite possibly forgetting their own names, and, on multiple occasions, that they were already bound to their spouses by law at these Daysburough parties.
Sari often times found herself locked in a closet, or shut outside like a dog. Even once, she had accompanied her parents and their guests on a ride down to the beach, and was pushed off the top of the carriage (which was moving 25 miles per hour) by the intoxicated adults, and left there. That was when John had found her, crying in a puddle of mud, both arms fractured, both wrists broken, left knee cap broken, face bruised and cut by the gravel.
And that is where our story begins.
HOW WAS IT??
YES IT DOES BRO
YAY THANKS
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