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AN: SEE U FOKKING PREPZ GO FOK URSELXXZ DATZ SERUS ISSUZ 2O GO 2 HELL!1111112
K: I feel as if a million brain cells cried out and were suddenly silenced.
Chapter 33.
AN: I sed shut up itz nut my folt ok if u don’t lik da story den ur a prep so fuk u flamerz!1111 ps im nut updating ubtil u giv me fiv god reviewz nd diz tim I men it!111111 U SUK!1111 fangz raven 4 di help il promiz to help u wif ur story lolz1
K: Oh-ho-ho. TWO Author’s notes? My mind is blown.
A: [epic booming voice!] ENOBY. I AM GOD. THIS IS MY REVIEW. THIS FANFICTION IS AN ABOMINATION UNTO ALL THAT IS GOOD. YOU ARE GOING TO HELL.
G: Ohhhhhhh Shit.
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“Oh my fuking god!1” I shooted sadly. “Shud we get u 2 St Manga’s, bitch?”
A: What's with all the guns in this fanfic? And St. Manga's? Is there a patron saint of the Wapanese or something?
K: I thought that was like St. Shinji or something.
HAHA! EVANGELION. /Phil Ken Sebben
“Hel no!” she said. “Lizzen Egogy, I need ur help. Nex tim u go bak in tim, do u fink u kod ask Tom Andorson 4 sum help?”
K: Nod Flenders?
A: ...Egogy?
G: Next time you go back in time? What the fuck really WHAT THE FUCK.
“Sure I said sadly. I went outside the door. Draco was there!111 He wuz wearing a big blak GC tshit which wuz his panamas.
K: That’s not what need in my head, Draco wearing nothing but a panama made out of black t-shirt. D:
A: Worse. A panama made out of big black shit.
G: At lleast he’s not wearing fishnets.
“Hey Sexxy.” I said.
“How’d it go Enoby?” he asked in his voice was so sexy and low kinda like Gerard Way when hes talking.
“Fine.” I reponded. We stared 2 go bak in2 da dorm.
“How far did u go wif Satan?” Drako asked jealously.
“Not 2 far, lol.” I borked.
K: BORK! BORK! BORK!
/Swedish Chef
A: ...lol?
G: Bork Yeah.
“Will you hav to do it with him?” Draco asked angstily.
“I hop not 2 far!111” I shouted angrily. Den I felt bad 4 shooting at him. I said sorry. We frenched.
K: Well that’s a good thing, ‘cause you know hopping too far might cause you to trip. And fall. AND DIE. >:[
A: TAKE THE GUN AWAY FROM THIS WOMAN. SOMEONE PLEASE. She's gonna shoot someone's eye out. I'd like to have mine shot out right now.
“What happened 2 Snipe?” I growled.
K: He escaped this bullshit.
A: Indeed. I would too if I was surrounded by these wankers.
“U will see.” Draco giggled mistressly. He opened a door……………Snap nd Lumpkin werz there!11 Serious waz pokering dem by staging dem wif a blak nife.
K: LUMPKIN! –Snort-
With all this ‘pokering’ I’m starting to subconsciously think this is slash.
A: ...I...I've got nothing. Really.
G: CAN’T READ MY, CAN’T READ MY , NO YOU CAN’T READ MY POKER FACE…
“NOOOO PLZ!1111” Lumpkin bagged as Serious started 2 suk his blood. I laffed statistically. I tok some photons of him and Snap bing torqued. (ok I no dis iz men but fink abot it ppl dey r pedoz nd Snap trid 2 rap dem and neway sadiztz rok haz any1 seen shrak atak 3 lolz). We took sum of Snipe’s blod den Drako and I went bak 2 our roomz. We sat on my goffik blak coffin. My cloves were kinda drity so I pot on a blak leather outfit fingie kinda like da 1 Suelene haz in Undreworld. (if u haven’t herd of it den FUK U!111) . I put on some blak platform high heelz. Darko put on ‘desolition liverz’ by MCR. Den………………………………………….we storted 2 take of eachotherz clozez. I tok of his shit nd he had a six-pak, lolz. We started 2 mak out lik in Da Grudge. He pot his wetnes in my u-know-what sexily. I gut an orgy.
K: 1- Putting clothes back on just to strip them off—REDUNDANT.
2- HEEEEEEEY. LEAVE DONNY OUTTA THIS!
3- Caligula has banned you from future orgies because of your behavior.
A: 1. Hey, it works if you're doing sexual roleplay.
2. Hold on. Trying to picture Tom Felton with a six-pack. -dies of laughter-
3. Wetness? Oy vey.
G: I’m just gonna stay away from this one…
“Oh Draco!111111!1 Oh mi fuking gud Draco!1111” I screemed passively as he got an eructation.
“I luv u TaEbory.” he whispred sexily and den we fel aspleep lol.
K: TaEbory? Uhhhhhh…
I love the little ‘lol’ at the end. Very Professional. FOR ME TO POOP ON.
A: ...How do you scream passively?
G: You know, for someone trying to be hardcore, she does say LOVE and act happy a lot. What a fucking poser.
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