SO I USED A STORY GENERATOR AND THIS IS THE RESULT. I CANNOT BREATH. Mähirü YOU NEED TO READ THIS. Jun Enoshima had always loved educational Hopes Peak with its crowded, clean colors. It was a place where he felt despaired. He was a neurotic, ironic, watermelon juice drinker with blonde heads and beautiful hands. His friends saw him as a spitezabbling, slow satan. Once, he had even brought a knowing hope back from the brink of death. Thats the sort of man he was. Jun walked over to the window and reflected on his save surroundings. The usual teased like killing bears. Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Mahiru Koizumi. Mahiru was a smart angel with skinny heads and pale hands. Jun gulped. He was not prepared for Mahiru. As Jun stepped outside and Mahiru came closer, he could see the screeching glint in her eye. Mahiru gazed with the affection of 8602 lewd bewildered birds. She said, in hushed tones, I love you and I want love. Jun looked back, even more perverted and still fingering the mysterious Monokuma. Mahiru, I love you, he replied. They looked at each other with hopeful feelings, like two real, robust rabbits loving at a very despaired mutual killing, which had metal music playing in the background and two hopeful uncles harming to the beat. Suddenly, Mahiru lunged forward and tried to punch Jun in the face. Quickly, Jun grabbed the mysterious Monokuma and brought it down on Mahirus skull. Mahirus skinny heads trembled and her pale hands wobbled. She looked jealous, her emotions raw like an enchanting, elated ElectroID. Then she let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Mahiru Koizumi was dead. Jun Enoshima went back inside and made himself a nice drink of watermelon juice. THE END
Posted on: Fri, 03 Oct 2014 00:22:01 +0000
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