Hey Hey!
I know. i know. Bad Pun.
Anyway... Welcome to my new story! Um Yeah. Word to the wise don't read my other one inless you want to be really confused.
Oh and if you do/have read it i'd just like to say i told you so about the whole Total thing in MR4.
if you are confused with this one ill help you through it! Ask all the weird/stupid (say the slash... i hate it when people don't add the slash and just skip over it... it has a purpose i swear!! im not crazy!) (WHAT!?) --wtf?... questions... and make any comments you would like. FLAMES ARE WELCOME! But i may or may not be just as rude back... it depends on the missunderstanding.
i know this isn't amazing so...
Yeah. Um. So Enjoy!
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Oh wait wait wait! i forgot. you have to read this a certain way (only for this chapter i think)
You have to take pauses in between where i entered so you can understand her mindset (at least for this chapter...i think)
its going to be mostly a "haha" kinda story... like happy go lucky but not. And please laugh. if its just like a random "HA" from time to time thats cool ;)
Okay i will leave you to my story now because this is almost longer than what i wrote gasp i know i know. but i will write the other ones longer than this i swear! Honest.
Chapter One: Oh Well Surprise Surprise Chapter One: Oh Well Surprise Surprise
Max's POV
Well, Well.
Fancy meeting you here.
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Isn't it?
You know, I've been thinking… And, well…
There's a certain point where a person can only deal with so much insanity.
Strike that.
There has to be a point where someone can only become so insane.
Was it just me?
Or was that invisible little, yet documentary, line a little too close for comfort?
On the opposite side of sanity.
Or was it worse that given the crisis at hand, I wasn't farther from sanity?
Does that make me worse? …More insane, I mean..?
Doesn't make a difference to me really, it's just that…
Could this really be happening?
After everything..?
You would have thought there would be some leniency. Some understanding. Some…some…some sympathy for crying out loud.
But no.
Oh. Scoff NO. No, no, no, no, no.
I mean.
…
After I caught on. It didn't seem so bad.
In fact, I couldn't have been more content with the situation.
AFTER, of course. But…
Just WHY?
It didn't have any rhyme or reason to it.
Scoff I mean…
TWO Voices!
What in Frank Sinatra's name is possibly going on!?
But of course. You have to understand that this is what I thought. …. How Logical, if you will, this seemed.
BEFORE I figured out that…
That... that The School, or any other organization pulling shenanigans these days, wouldn't possible give me another voice.
What purpose would that serve?
Do I not OBEY the first one, no matter how cryptic it may be, with flying colors?
Was i too far gone?
Did the paranoia finally hit me from all angles?
When had I reached my limit?
When would they find their limit?
And that's when it hit me.
It WASN'T "The School."
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So Who?
Okay REVIEW because im a little rusty on this whole story thing..
ANDREA! I KNOW YOUR READING THIS! What do you think?