You Wrote This Shit Like Six Times
By: I'm Not Wearing Any Pants
I lost count and skipped some, but damn. Argost didn't have this many.
YOU WROTE THIS SHIT LIKE SIX TIMES
The story is about the interchangeable canon character with long hair, now the Sewer King, doing the same thing the author's painfully obvious self-insert OCs do, which is Craig Dragotti, a long haired man-child who sobs all day long, mourns his lost wife, Isabella, touches chests and underwear, and they even sob while eating hot wings and pasta. Like...why do these people cry over everything? Crying is a fetish, that's why. And there's loads of sobbing torture and abuse and ghosts, vampires, chocolate cake, karaoke in dresses while crying, playing freeze tag, dying, cemeteries, grown adults acting like babies, obsessing over mommies and daddies, overt misogyny, racist stereotypes, extremely narrow points of view of the world, inability to grasp basic concepts like romance or emotions outside a cartoonish soap opera based context, extreme gore, repeating horror tropes, and other weird shit. In their mansions.
Which are now in the sewer. Because Sewer King.
Oh, and all the kitties are alligators now.
Expensive stuffed ones.
THE END
