So I'm new here...
Yeah, especially since I DON"T UNDERSTAND FUCKING ROMANCE. I LOVE IT BUT I DON'T GET IT.
They did subtly allude to the possibility of Pete and Myka having a romantic relationship in previous episodes, but I do agree that they rushed them getting together during the last episode.
A heterosexual friendship between two attractive, snarky individuals of the same age is seen as romance nowadays.
I saw that you have an interest in gore; I'm writing a gore story!
Yeah, I have… weird hyperfixations. I refuse to be judged here. But like, imagine having your eyes gouged out, and then have your brain pulled out through the sockets? Or being stuffed legs-first into a meat grinder and fed your own intestines?
(Here's an excerpt from what I've been working on.)
Clownface walked back toward them, and enjoyed the looks of pure terror on their faces, for they noticed that he had an ordinary saw in his hand. He stepped over to Jane, pushed her arm against the wall, and let the saw's teeth kiss her shoulder. Jane shivered when the cold and hungry teeth touched her skin. She grit her teeth as Clownface started to pull the saw across her skin. Slowly, Jane's skin started to rip away in bloody shreds. Clownface smiled more and more as Jane's screams got louder and louder, and continued to saw at her arm. Blood was now dripping from her arm, down her leg, and onto the floor. Clownface briefly frowned, for he hit bone. He sawed a little more to get past the cartilage. Jane could no longer scream, for her voice was so hoarse. Clownface put the saw down, grabbed her arm, and dislocated her shoulder to get the arm out of the socket. Clownface let the now dangling arm free of the shackles holding it up.
"Hello Jane!" Clownface mocked as he waved to Jane with her own hand.
"You sick freak," Liby yelled, "I hope that you burn in hell for a very, very long time!" Clownface got ready to position the other bowl under Liby's hand, and had her draw yet another piece of paper out. As Clownface started to unfold this one, Liby hoped that something would happen to stop this freak. She looked over at Jane, who was now slightly dangling freely away from the wall, and watched the blood flow from her shoulder like a little red waterfall. Luckily for Clownface, nothing happened, and he went to grab the torch. Jane tried to yell as the flames burned the leaking wound. Her skin was sizzling, and they could smell the aroma of cooked meat. When the wound was sufficiently cauterized Clownface put the torch away.
(Here's an excerpt from what I've been working on.)
Clownface walked back toward them, and enjoyed the looks of pure terror on their faces, for they noticed that he had an ordinary saw in his hand. He stepped over to Jane, pushed her arm against the wall, and let the saw's teeth kiss her shoulder. Jane shivered when the cold and hungry teeth touched her skin. She grit her teeth as Clownface started to pull the saw across her skin. Slowly, Jane's skin started to rip away in bloody shreds. Clownface smiled more and more as Jane's screams got louder and louder, and continued to saw at her arm. Blood was now dripping from her arm, down her leg, and onto the floor. Clownface briefly frowned, for he hit bone. He sawed a little more to get past the cartilage. Jane could no longer scream, for her voice was so hoarse. Clownface put the saw down, grabbed her arm, and dislocated her shoulder to get the arm out of the socket. Clownface let the now dangling arm free of the shackles holding it up.
"Hello Jane!" Clownface mocked as he waved to Jane with her own hand.
"You sick freak," Liby yelled, "I hope that you burn in hell for a very, very long time!" Clownface got ready to position the other bowl under Liby's hand, and had her draw yet another piece of paper out. As Clownface started to unfold this one, Liby hoped that something would happen to stop this freak. She looked over at Jane, who was now slightly dangling freely away from the wall, and watched the blood flow from her shoulder like a little red waterfall. Luckily for Clownface, nothing happened, and he went to grab the torch. Jane tried to yell as the flames burned the leaking wound. Her skin was sizzling, and they could smell the aroma of cooked meat. When the wound was sufficiently cauterized Clownface put the torch away.
ITS STILL SO GOOD LIKE WTF?!! It legit gets better every time i read it!
Wooow, you can describe things way better than me.