I glance at Mandy as she's hovering in the air, a sense of pride building from the I am John Egbe

OOOOOOOOOOOh what have we here?

No, no, get out.

Is this….is this the authors room? I've always wanted to be in here~

GET OUT.

What's with the weird posters?

OH MY GOD MY KANEKI POSTER NO YOU PUT THAT BACK

NO GIVE ME BACK THE MIC

Hellooooooo is this thing on?

WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THAT?! NO, GIVE IT BACK!

One minute~

NO NO PUT IT DOWN PUT IT DO

Hellloooooo people of the internet. It's time we take a more interesting look at a more interesting part of this story. As in, the one that matters the most.

There I am, standing on the ledge of a darkly lit moonlight rooftop. The entirety of the city below me reeks of chaos and havoc. This city, this world…..is disgusting. It's time someone takes the mantle and-

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! THIS ISN'T THE STORY! CHANGE IT BACK!

Do I need to get more duct tape?

BITCH I WILL BACKSPACE YOU TO OBLIVION

Not without fingers~

THIS ISN'T EVEN THE RIGHT STORY! YOU'RE COMPLETELY MESSING WITH THE PLOT AND SETTING!

Yuuuuup.

.fuck you.

Oh ho ho gladly.

NOT WHAT I MEANT YOU PERVE! NOW CHANGE BACK THE STORY!

Fiiiiine.

So, there I am. Lying on the couch, watching TV, when all of a sudden a GIANT FUCKING T-REX

NO!

What?

NO T-REX! THAT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE! THEY'RE EXTINCT!

Says science.

WHA-OKAY, NO. TRY SOMETHING ELSE BEFORE I BREAK OUT OF THIS DUCT TAPE CELL.

Fiiiine.

There I am, sitting on the couch, doing nothing interesting at all except for watching TV and drinking a beer.

Thank you.

I decide to get up and go get a drink. I go to the fridge, but ALL OF A SUDDEN A GIANT ROBOTIC T REX

NO

NO ALL OF A SUDDEN

NO MORE T REXES

NO MORE FRIDGES

NO FUCKING MORE

But I'm making this interesting.

YOU'RE MAKING IT HORRIBLE!

It was already that way~

Fuck you.

Oh ho ho-

NOT IN THAT WAY!

Aw.

Just give me back the mic.

What? No.

Yes.

No.

Yes.

I want the mic.

I want you to leave.

No.

UUUUUUUUUGH.

DON'T MAKE ME GET MANDY IN HERE.

She's half way across the world.

Bitch she'll teleport.

..what

MAAAAANDDDDYYYYYYYYYYY

That's it I'm getting the tape.

FUCK YOUSKORKAKSDHJM

Now, back to the story~

*sound of door being kicked down*

Oh haaaaaaaaiiiii~

AN: SOMEONE HELP. DEADPOOL HAS INVADED THE AUTHORS STUDIO, HE'S HOLDING ME AND MANDY HOSTAGE, SOMEONE CALL 911.

Shorty fires burning on the dance floor.

FUCK HES IN THE AUTHORS NOTE TOO. SOMEONE HELP.