DI: Hm. It appears that you have stumbled upon chapter 2.
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…Now to get on with the story…
Chapter 2 - Millia Rage and Zato-OneDamn, put some pants on! It looks like the girl's wearing some oversized T-shirt from the bad-in-fashion years without any pants! Now, when I thought that Sol Badguy had crazy hair, check this girl out! How the hell do you get hair to attack someone? Not only that, but she also hides -what?- 20, 30, 1098 little idiot cats in her hair.
She's a pathetic assassin. I saw her the other day hiding under my desk with a pair of scissors. Ooo! What's she gonna do? Stab me repeatedly with those Play-Skool safety scissors?
Speaking of assassins, Zato-One proves to be an interesting character. In his diary, I read that he hates women, but why does he dress like one? I've only seen one type of people wearing that type of tank tops and that type of really tight pants, not to mention those gloves, and that's a woman. I may as well add that he's trying to understand flowers. Flowers. Also speaking of his feminine side, I may as well add that he has big hips. Men do not need hips, unless they're planning to get pregnant.
The other day, I caught that Millia and Zato fighting in the hallway, the type of bite, bite, scratch, scratch, pull hair, pull hair, fight. I mean, fighting is okay, but do it out of the hallway, you're blocking people from their destinations!
But no! For some reason they're idiotic. Either they're raised to be, or it's in their blood.
Speaking about stupid idiots who hallucinate way too much, there's this kid named Testament and this girl named Dizzy…
DI: Chapter Two done! W00t! Which means six more to go! Feel free to flame my ass off, cause I will retaliate. The next chapter should probably come out some time next week. Cause my March break will give me a lot of computer time. Thanks for reading!
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