Y'all Ever Just Have Those Kinds Days Where You Look Back On It And Be Like "yup, That Was A Day. That

just some person on the internet with big ambitions and bigger stories.

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Yeah.

Andrew gasped, breathing heavily. "What- Where am I?" Pulling down his arm, he clutched at his heart that he felt stop just moments ago, a bullet having dug its way into the organ and tearing it apart. But clearly he wasn't dead, right?

"... Huh?" His heart wasn't beating. Pausing, he sat up and put a finger to his wrist. Likewise, he had no pulse. "Right… I'm in some random field that seems to go on for miles, and I'm apparently a dead man walking. Great." Andrew stood up. As he looked ahead towards the rising sun, he caught a glimpse of something that looked vaguely like a city.

I'm gonna be sketching some of my character designs.

I'll probably post them if I ever finish them.

Or start them.

So look forward to my shitty artwork, because I'm not giving you a choice.

WE ONTO THE DREAMWALKER ERA BAYBEE (when i figure out that the fuck to do with it first)

based on some of the characters I've made, after looking a bit more closely... I may have a problem.

The rolling hills seemed to stretch forever, the bright green grass glistening with morning dew as the sun slowly rose from its resting place.

But amidst all of this, something stood out. A spinning mass of glowing blue particles, rotating around something unseen. An arm reached out from the swirling particles, and then they all dissolved.

"You're our only hope now."

I was rereading steel ball run, and...

i've too many characters already. please. stop giving me more ideas to add.

unless you wish to spend hours talking about every single character i've made, because i may be forgetful, but i remember everything about my characters.

still don't know if that's a blessing or a curse, but i've got over a hundred google docs about my storyverse.

So, I created a character. They're a protective being who chooses to let most others see them only as a transparent green eye, they are used as an in-plot explanation for the powerups of the game, and they're in love with the Wario-esque protagonist who is mad at Lucifer himself for stealing his booze and has seen the eye's true form. I have no idea what their name will be and I am practically refusing to care at this point.

OOH, I COULD NAME THEM, IF YOU WISH! :D

finally finished writing basic story/backstory of ara (from one of the SS clubs) sans a few details and stuff.