Long ago, there was a man named Josh. Josh wrote terrible fanfictions, and had to suffer. One day he decided to write a fanfic with effort. So he went on his computer and began to type, in the url. He looked around a bit and opened up the 'Doc Manager' I needed an idea for another terrible abomination, what If I wrote about, Dragon Ball Z? No, no I must write something, something with effort. So I pondered as began to type in a most speedy manner. Long ago, there was a man named- NO why am I typing this again? Ugh! I pound the desk in anger, What idea will I have? My eyes begin to close slowly, feeling the fingers of sleep grip on my shoulder. My eyes get closer together like glue as I begin to drift into another world. A slow curled up finger rests upon the bridge of my nose. The Dark shallow eyes, stare into my soul as it's cloak flurries in the wind "Who are you?" I gulp. It's cold breath changed the atmosphere to a cold world of darkness. It pointed it's studded black finger to my face. The room went dark as a hole behind me into a swirling reign of fire. I land on heated red heated rock, with a crusty texture, I could just grab a bit of it and blow it away. Being stuck in a hell of uncreativity is not a fun way to live one's life. So a simple solution would be to write every idea you have, or in my case think about the idea first, Yes that is the fanfic with effort I will write. Long ago, there was a man named Josh...