create a short kpop story!

[sachiana•。]

here is the website

Plot Generator

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(click the short story) i created this one and my god, my stomach still hurts from laughing to much lol


yves had always loved comfy the loona dorm with its broken, brief beds. It was a place where she felt grumpy.

She was a pretty, fluffy, choerrys tears drinker with skinny hair and short legs. Her friends saw her as an amused, alert apple hater. Once, she had even brought an obedient small chuu back from the brink of death. That's the sort of woman he was.

yves walked over to the window and reflected on her warm surroundings. The rain hammered like walking penguins.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of chuu . chuu was a tall stalker with cute hair and pretty legs.

yves gulped. She was not prepared for chuu.

As yves stepped outside and chuu came closer, she could see the lucky smile on her face.

"I am here because I want love," chuu bellowed, in a vocalist tone. She slammed her fist against yves's chest, with the force of 8253 pigeons. "I frigging love you, yves ."

yves looked back, even more scared and still fingering the aesthetic knife. "chuu, flip you," she replied.

They looked at each other with sad feelings, like two scattered, sour swans hitting at a very ignorant holiday, which had girl crush music playing in the background and two witchy uncles blocking to the beat.

Suddenly, chuu lunged forward and tried to punch yves in the face. Quickly, yves grabbed the aesthetic knife and brought it down on chuu's skull.

chuu's cute hair trembled and her pretty legs wobbled. She looked annoyed, her body raw like a bad, breezy blanket.

Then she let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later chuu was dead.

yves went back inside and made herself a nice drink of choerrys tears.

THE END

 

[merveilles]

Chaeyoung had always loved safe fromis_9 dorm with its damaged, dangerous dorm. It was a place where she felt happy.

She was a funny, witty, cocoa drinker with fragile arms and beautiful hair. Her friends saw her as an average, adventurous angel. Once, she had even helped a youthful kitten cross the road. That's the sort of woman she was.

Chaeyoung walked over to the window and reflected on her fun surroundings. The rain hammered like talking cats.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Jiwon . Jiwon was an energetic queen with skinny arms and charming hair.

Chaeyoung gulped. She was not prepared for Jiwon.

As Chaeyoung stepped outside and Jiwon came closer, she could see the cheerful glint in her eye.

Jiwon gazed with the affection of 7072 bold few fish. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want a hug."

Chaeyoung looked back, even more scared and still fingering the magic teapot. "Jiwon, i love you," she replied.

They looked at each other with sad feelings, like two distinct, dry dogs cooking at a very peculiar birthday party, which had piano music playing in the background and two sweet uncles thinking to the beat.

Chaeyoung regarded Jiwon's skinny arms and charming hair. "I feel the same way!" revealed Chaeyoung with a delighted grin.

Jiwon looked excited, her emotions blushing like a bumpy, bulbous book.

Then Jiwon came inside for a nice mug of cocoa.

THE END.

 

[ONF]

MK looked at the sexy chair in his hands and felt excited.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his terrible surroundings. He had always hated wack McDonalds parking lots with its crooked, charming cars, trash cans, and rats. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel excited.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of JYP. JYP was a soft sexy man with handsome lips and strong arms.

MK gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a quirky, loud, the blood of his enemies drinker with tall lips and sexy arms. His friends saw him as a little, lazy lemon. Once, he had even helped a loopy unwrapped burrito cross the road.

But not even a quirky person who had once helped a loopy unwrapped burrito cross the road, was prepared for what JYP had in store today.

The moon shone like slapping cats, making MK tired.

As MK stepped outside and JYP came closer, he could see the thoughtful glint in his eye.

JYP gazed with the affection of 269 weird good geese. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want your talent."

MK looked back, even more tired and still fingering the sexy chair. "JYP, bark bark woof woof," he replied.

They looked at each other with upset feelings, like two barbecued, bored birds screaming at a very edgy funeral, which had heavy metal music playing in the background and two intelligent uncles crying to the beat.

Suddenly, JYP lunged forward and tried to punch MK in the face. Quickly, MK grabbed the sexy chair and brought it down on JYP's skull.

JYP's handsome lips trembled and his strong arms wobbled. He looked bitter, his emotions raw like a modern, massive McDonalds Happy Meal.

Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later JYP was dead.

MK went back inside and made himself a nice drink of the blood of his enemies.

THE END

HELP!??#?*%#?!/1 WHAT IS THIS

 

[stanloona]

Haseul Jo was thinking about Vivi Wong again. Vivi was a Smart Coward with Dirty Eyes and Vast Hips.
Haseul walked over to the window and reflected on her Sad surroundings. She had always hated Trashy Taco Bell with its damaged, doubtful Dirt. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel Happy.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a Smart figure of Vivi Wong.
Haseul gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a Nice, Mean, Water drinker with Tall Eyes and Short Hips. Her friends saw her as an attractive, adorable Angel. Once, she had even made a cup of tea for a resonant Baby.

But not even a Nice person who had once made a cup of tea for a resonant Baby, was prepared for what Vivi had in store today.
The Rain hammered like Singing Fishes, making Haseul Surprised. Haseul grabbed a Fishy Salt that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers.

As Haseul stepped outside and Vivi came closer, she could see the pongy glint in her eye.

Vivi gazed with the affection of 1275 Stupid wasteful Worms. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want a sandwich."
Haseul looked back, even more Surprised and still fingering the Fishy Salt. "Vivi, say hi hi hi hi take me high high high high," she replied.

They looked at each other with Angry feelings, like two silent, spilt Snakes Talking at a very Lovely Funeral, which had Heavy Metal music playing in the background and two Lonely uncles Fishing to the beat.

Haseul regarded Vivi's Dirty Eyes and Vast Hips. "I feel the same way!" revealed Haseul with a delighted grin.
Vivi looked Silly, her emotions blushing like a pleasant, panicky Pepper.
Then Vivi came inside for a nice drink of Water.

THE END

interesting

 

[jenosimp]

Slim Johnny Suh

Johnny Suh looked at the thick cage in his hands and felt stressed.
He walked over to the window and reflected on his disgusting surroundings. He had always loved Sexy The sewers with its rotten, relieved rats. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel stressed.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Ronald Mcdonald. Ronald was a cowardly lover with pink thighs and dirty feet.
Johnny gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a slim, phat, tea drinker with moist thighs and curvy feet. His friends saw him as a dangerous, dirty devil. Once, he had even helped an amused chenle recover from a flying accident.
But not even a slim person who had once helped an amused chenle recover from a flying accident, was prepared for what Ronald had in store today.
The wind blew like crying rats, making Johnny concerned.
As Johnny stepped outside and Ronald came closer, he could see the homely smile on his face.
"I am here because I want toe clippings," Ronald bellowed, in a sexy tone. He slammed his fist against Johnny's chest, with the force of 650 cats. "I frigging hate you, Johnny Suh."
Johnny looked back, even more concerned and still fingering the thick cage. "Ronald, you've yee'd your last haw," he replied.
They looked at each other with shook feelings, like two freezing, flipping frogs yelling at a very creepy funeral, which had jazz music playing in the background and two bully uncles jopping to the beat.
Johnny studied Ronald's pink thighs and dirty feet. Eventually, he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, but I can't give you toe clippings," he explained, in pitying tones.
Ronald looked lifeless, his body raw like a steamed, smiling sword.
Johnny could actually hear Ronald's body shatter into 63 pieces. Then the cowardly lover hurried away into the distance.
Not even a cup of tea would calm Johnny's nerves tonight.
THE END

IM SCREWAMIGNNJNFJKEBG

 

[Toasty]

Smelly B.I

B.I had always hated his quiet farm with its little, lazy lakes. It was a place where he felt anxious.

He was a smelly, selfish, chicken juice drinker with handsome fingers and short thighs. His friends saw him as a fair, fat farmer. Once, he had even helped a weak chicken cross the road. That's the sort of man he was.

B.I walked over to the window and reflected on his chilly surroundings. The rain hammered like running chickens.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of YG . YG was a deranged monster with fluffy fingers and slimy thighs.

B.I gulped. He was not prepared for YG.

As B.I stepped outside and YG came closer, he could see the uptight smile on his face.

"I am here because I want chickens," YG bellowed, in a stingy tone. He slammed his fist against B.I's chest, with the force of 2748 hens. "I frigging hate you, B.I ."

B.I looked back, even more shocked and still fingering the damp pen. "YG, I love you but I will never give you my chickens," he replied.

They looked at each other with angry feelings, like two clumsy, curved chicks eating at a very cowardly funeral, which had rock music playing in the background and two intuitive uncles cooking to the beat.

B.I studied YG's fluffy fingers and slimy thighs. Eventually, he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, but I can't give you chicken," he explained, in pitying tones.

YG looked irritable, his body raw like a round, rough rock.

B.I could actually hear YG's body shatter into 1356 pieces. Then the deranged monster hurried away into the distance.

Not even a drink of chicken juice would calm B.I's nerves tonight.

THE END

wow I-

 

[ChocolateChim]

Here's mine

Generous Chenle Zhong

A Short Story
by ChimChim
Chenle Zhong was thinking about Pigeon Zhong again. Pigeon was a modest painter with curvy eyes and pretty ankles.

Chenle walked over to the window and reflected on his chilly surroundings. He had always loved beautiful Cheesecake Factory with its curious, condemned cheesecakes. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel sparkly.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a modest figure of Pigeon Zhong.
Chenle gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a generous, incredible, pants drinker with handsome eyes and fluffy ankles. His friends saw him as a deadly, disturbed dolphin. Once, he had even revived a dying, toddler.

But not even a generous person who had once revived a dying, toddler, was prepared for what Pigeon had in store today.
The clouds danced like drinking cats, making Chenle ecstatic. Chenle grabbed a ripped blade that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.

As Chenle stepped outside and Pigeon came closer, he could see the weak glint in his eye.

Pigeon gazed with the affection of 6361 loving fast frogs. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want babies."
Chenle looked back, even more ecstatic and still fingering the ripped blade. "Pigeon, I love you," he replied.

They looked at each other with calm feelings, like two afraid, angry aardvarks sitting at a very hilarious wedding, which had kpop music playing in the background and two sympathetic uncles chatting to the beat.

Suddenly, Pigeon lunged forward and tried to punch Chenle in the face. Quickly, Chenle grabbed the ripped blade and brought it down on Pigeon's skull.

Pigeon's curvy eyes trembled and his pretty ankles wobbled. He looked happy, his emotions raw like a healthy, heavy hawk.

Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground.

Moments later Pigeon Zhong was dead.

Chenle Zhong went back inside and made himself a nice drink of pants.
THE END

 

[persona]

Jihyo was thinking about Daniel again. Daniel was a hungry Naruto with handsome toes and pretty shoulderblade.

Jihyo walked over to the window and reflected on her likey surroundings. She had always loved noisy Twicecoaster with its stingy, stagnant strange girls. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel active.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a hungry figure of Daniel .

Jihyo gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a smart, clever, Caprisun drinker with pretty toes and handsome shoulderblade. Her friends saw her as an average, afraid angel. Once, she had even jumped into a river and saved a kaleidoscopic old lady.

But not even a smart person who had once jumped into a river and saved a kaleidoscopic old lady, was prepared for what Daniel had in store today.

The rain hammered like eating yoda, making Jihyo stressed. Jihyo grabbed an ugly vase that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers.

As Jihyo stepped outside and Daniel came closer, she could see the resonant smile on his face.

Daniel gazed with the affection of 9736 ambitious chilly clown. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want love."

Jihyo looked back, even more stressed and still fingering the ugly vase. "Daniel, is sana gay," she replied.

They looked at each other with sad feelings, like two huge, helpless hairless cat throwing at a very popular meeting, which had kpop music playing in the background and two proud uncles crying to the beat.

Jihyo studied Daniel's handsome toes and pretty shoulderblade. Eventually, she took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," began Jihyo in apologetic tones, "but I don't feel the same way, and I never will. I just don't love you Daniel."

Daniel looked unstable, his emotions raw like a raw, repulsive rice cooker.

Jihyo could actually hear Daniel's emotions shatter into 6136 pieces. Then the hungry Naruto hurried away into the distance.

Not even a drink of Caprisun would calm Jihyo's nerves tonight.

THE END

 

[persona]

Jihyo was thinking about Daniel again. Daniel was a hungry Naruto with handsome toes and pretty shoulderblade.

Jihyo walked over to the window and reflected on her likey surroundings. She had always loved noisy Twicecoaster with its stingy, stagnant strange girls. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel active.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a hungry figure of Daniel .

Jihyo gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a smart, clever, Caprisun drinker with pretty toes and handsome shoulderblade. Her friends saw her as an average, afraid angel. Once, she had even jumped into a river and saved a kaleidoscopic old lady.

But not even a smart person who had once jumped into a river and saved a kaleidoscopic old lady, was prepared for what Daniel had in store today.

The rain hammered like eating yoda, making Jihyo stressed. Jihyo grabbed an ugly vase that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers.

As Jihyo stepped outside and Daniel came closer, she could see the resonant smile on his face.

Daniel gazed with the affection of 9736 ambitious chilly clown. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want love."

Jihyo looked back, even more stressed and still fingering the ugly vase. "Daniel, is sana gay," she replied.

They looked at each other with sad feelings, like two huge, helpless hairless cat throwing at a very popular meeting, which had kpop music playing in the background and two proud uncles crying to the beat.

Jihyo studied Daniel's handsome toes and pretty shoulderblade. Eventually, she took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," began Jihyo in apologetic tones, "but I don't feel the same way, and I never will. I just don't love you Daniel."

Daniel looked unstable, his emotions raw like a raw, repulsive rice cooker.

Jihyo could actually hear Daniel's emotions shatter into 6136 pieces. Then the hungry Naruto hurried away into the distance.

Not even a drink of Caprisun would calm Jihyo's nerves tonight.

THE END

so apparently daniel has handsome toes and pretty shoulderblades, and jihyo is a big fan of caprisun 👁👁

 

[ChocolateChim]

This was the movie script thing on there

Brutal Demon
A Screenplay by ChimChim
EXT. A LIBRARY - AFTERNOON
Sexy Student CHENLE CHENLE ZHONG is arguing with kind Student PIGEON PIGEON ZHONG. CHENLE tries to hug PIGEON but he shakes him off.

CHENLE
Please Pigeon, don't leave me.


PIGEON
I'm sorry Chenle, but I'm looking for somebody a bit more brave. Somebody who faces his fears head on, instead of running away.


CHENLE
I am such a person!

PIGEON frowns.

PIGEON
I'm sorry, Chenle. I just don't feel excited by this relationship anymore.

PIGEON leaves.
CHENLE sits down, looking defeated.
Moments later, Sweet Student MARK MARK SUH barges in looking flustered.

CHENLE
Goodness, Mark! Is everything okay?


MARK
I'm afraid not.


CHENLE
What is it? Don't keep me in suspense...


MARK
It's ... a Demon ... I saw an evil Demon eat a bunch of NCT members!


CHENLE
Defenseless NCT members?


MARK
Yes, defenseless NCT members!


CHENLE
Bloomin' heck, Mark! We've got to do something.


MARK
I agree, but I wouldn't know where to start.


CHENLE
You can start by telling me where this happened.


MARK
I was...

MARK fans himself and begins to wheeze.

CHENLE
Focus Mark, focus! Where did it happen?


MARK
a book shop! That's right - a book shop!

CHENLE springs up and begins to run.
EXT. A ROAD - CONTINUOUS
CHENLE rushes along the street, followed by MARK. They take a short cut through some back gardens, jumping fences along the way.
EXT. A BOOK SHOP - SHORTLY AFTER
JOHNNY SUH a brutal Demon terrorises two NCT members.
CHENLE, closely followed by MARK, rushes towards JOHNNY, but suddenly stops in his tracks.

MARK
What is is? What's the matter?


CHENLE
That's not just any old Demon, that's Johnny Suh!


MARK
Who's Johnny Suh?


CHENLE
Who's Johnny Suh? Who's Johnny Suh? Only the most brutal Demon in the universe!


MARK
Blinkin' knickers, Chenle! We're going to need some help if we're going to stop the most brutal Demon in the universe!


CHENLE
You can say that again.


MARK
Blinkin' knickers, Chenle! We're going to need some help if we're going to stop the most brutal Demon in the universe!


CHENLE
I'm going to need spoons, lots of spoons.

Johnny turns and sees Chenle and Mark. He grins an evil grin.

JOHNNY
Chenle Zhong, we meet again.


MARK
You've met?


CHENLE
Yes. It was a long, long time ago...

EXT. A PARK - BACK IN TIME
A young CHENLE is sitting in a park listening to some Kpop music, when suddenly a dark shadow casts over him.
He looks up and sees JOHNNY. He takes off his headphones.

JOHNNY
Would you like some Choclate?

CHENLE's eyes light up, but then he studies JOHNNY more closely, and looks uneasy.

CHENLE
I don't know, you look kind of brutal.


JOHNNY
Me? No. I'm not brutal. I'm the least brutal Demon in the world.


CHENLE
Wait, you're a Demon?

CHENLE runs away, screaming.
EXT. A BOOK SHOP - PRESENT DAY

JOHNNY
You were a coward then, and you are a coward now.


MARK
(To CHENLE) You ran away?


CHENLE
(To MARK) I was a young child. What was I supposed to do?

CHENLE turns to JOHNNY.

CHENLE
I may have run away from you then, but I won't run away this time!

CHENLE runs away.
He turns back and shouts.

CHENLE
I mean, I am running away, but I'll be back - with spoons.


JOHNNY
I'm not scared of you.


CHENLE
You should be.

INT. NATIONAL HISTORY MUSEUM, LONDON - LATER THAT DAY
CHENLE and MARK walk around searching for something.

CHENLE
I feel sure I left my spoons somewhere around here.


MARK
Are you sure? It does seem like an odd place to keep deadly spoons.


CHENLE
You know nothing Mark Suh.


MARK
We've been searching for ages. I really don't think they're here.

Suddenly, JOHNNY appears, holding a pair of spoons.

JOHNNY
Looking for something?


MARK
Crikey, Chenle, he's got your spoons.


CHENLE
Tell me something I don't already know!


MARK
The earth's circumference at the equator is about 40,075 km.


CHENLE
I know that already!


MARK
I had did the dirty with you and now I'm pregnant with your baby.


JOHNNY
(appalled) Dude!

While JOHNNY is looking at MARK with disgust, CHENLE lunges forward and grabs his deadly spoons. He wields them, triumphantly.

CHENLE
Prepare to die, you brutal potato!


JOHNNY
No please! All I did was eat a bunch of NCT members!

PIGEON enters, unseen by any of the others.

CHENLE
I cannot tolerate that kind of behaviour! Those NCT members were defenceless! Well now they have a defender - and that's me! Chenle Zhong defender of innocent NCT members.


JOHNNY
Don't hurt me! Please!


CHENLE
Give me one good reason why I shouldn't use these spoons on you right away!


JOHNNY
Because Chenle, I am your father.

CHENLE looks stunned for a few moments, but then collects himself.

CHENLE
No you're not!


JOHNNY
Ah well, it had to be worth a try.

JOHNNY tries to grab the spoons but CHENLE dodges out of the way.

CHENLE
Who's the daddy now? Huh? Huh?

Unexpectedly, JOHNNY slumps to the ground.

MARK
Did he just faint?


CHENLE
I think so. Well that's disappointing. I was rather hoping for a more dramatic conclusion, involving my deadly spoons.

CHENLE crouches over JOHNNY's body.

MARK
Be careful, Chenle. It could be a trick.


CHENLE
No, it's not a trick. It appears that... It would seem... Johnny Suh is dead!


CHENLE
What?


CHENLE
Yes, it appears that I scared him to death.

MARK claps his hands.

MARK
So your spoons did save the day, after all.

PIGEON steps forward.

PIGEON
Is it true? Did you kill the brutal Demon?


CHENLE
Pigeon how long have you been...?

PIGEON puts his arm around CHENLE.

PIGEON
Long enough.


CHENLE
Then you saw it for yourself. I killed Johnny Suh.


PIGEON
Then the NCT members are safe?


CHENLE
It does seem that way!

A crowd of vulnerable NCT members enter, looking relived.

PIGEON
You are their hero.

The NCT members bow to CHENLE.

CHENLE
There is no need to bow to me. I seek no worship. The knowledge that Johnny Suh will never eat NCT members ever again, is enough for me.


PIGEON
You are humble as well as brave!

One of the NCT members passes CHENLE a mystical baby

PIGEON
I think they want you to have it, as a symbol of their gratitude.


CHENLE
I couldn't possibly.

Pause.

CHENLE
Well, if you insist.

CHENLE takes the baby.

CHENLE
Thank you.

The NCT members bow their heads once more, and leave.
CHENLE turns to PIGEON.

CHENLE
Does this mean you want me back?


PIGEON
Oh, Chenle, of course I want you back!

CHENLE smiles for a few seconds, but then looks defiant.

CHENLE
Well you can't have me.


PIGEON
WHAT?


CHENLE
You had no faith in me. You had to see my scare a Demon to death before you would believe in me. I don't want a lover like that.


PIGEON
But...


CHENLE
Please leave. I want to spend time with the one person who stayed with me through thick and thin - my best friend, Mark.

MARK grins.

PIGEON
But...


MARK
You heard the gentleman. Now be off with you. Skidaddle! Shoo!


PIGEON
Chenle?


CHENLE
I'm sorry Pigeon, but I think you should skidaddle.

PIGEON leaves.
MARK turns to CHENLE.

MARK
Did you mean that? You know ... that I'm your best friend?


CHENLE
Of course you are!

The two walk off arm in arm.
Suddenly MARK stops.

MARK
When I said I had did the dirty with you and now I'm pregnant with your baby, you know I was just trying to distract the Demon don't you?


THE END

 

[karen_hate19]

MK looked at the sexy chair in his hands and felt excited.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his terrible surroundings. He had always hated wack McDonalds parking lots with its crooked, charming cars, trash cans, and rats. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel excited.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of JYP. JYP was a soft sexy man with handsome lips and strong arms.

MK gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a quirky, loud, the blood of his enemies drinker with tall lips and sexy arms. His friends saw him as a little, lazy lemon. Once, he had even helped a loopy unwrapped burrito cross the road.

But not even a quirky person who had once helped a loopy unwrapped burrito cross the road, was prepared for what JYP had in store today.

The moon shone like slapping cats, making MK tired.

As MK stepped outside and JYP came closer, he could see the thoughtful glint in his eye.

JYP gazed with the affection of 269 weird good geese. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want your talent."

MK looked back, even more tired and still fingering the sexy chair. "JYP, bark bark woof woof," he replied.

They looked at each other with upset feelings, like two barbecued, bored birds screaming at a very edgy funeral, which had heavy metal music playing in the background and two intelligent uncles crying to the beat.

Suddenly, JYP lunged forward and tried to punch MK in the face. Quickly, MK grabbed the sexy chair and brought it down on JYP's skull.

JYP's handsome lips trembled and his strong arms wobbled. He looked bitter, his emotions raw like a modern, massive McDonalds Happy Meal.

Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later JYP was dead.

MK went back inside and made himself a nice drink of the blood of his enemies.

THE END

HELP!??#?*%#?!/1 WHAT IS THIS

That sounds gruesome!

 

[_areum ₰]

Cold-blooded Jangjun

Jangjun had always hated quiet Exeter with its curious, cooing cliffs. It was a place where he felt cross.

He was a cold-blooded, virtuous, wine drinker with brunette thighs and sloppy lips. His friends saw him as a mammoth, massive muppet. Once, he had even saved a vast injured bird that was stuck in a drain. That's the sort of man he was.

Jangjun walked over to the window and reflected on his picturesque surroundings. The spring teased like loving dogs.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Yeonju . Yeonju was a bold hero with solid thighs and wide lips.
Jangjun gulped. He was not prepared for Yeonju.

As Jangjun stepped outside and Yeonju came closer, he could see the comfortable smile on her face.

"I am here because I want a kiss," Yeonju bellowed, in an intuitive tone. She slammed her fist against Jangjun's chest, with the force of 280 hamsters. "I frigging love you, Jangjun ."

Jangjun looked back, even more irritable and still fingering the warped guillotine. "Yeonju, I just don't need you in my life any more," he replied.

They looked at each other with active feelings, like two curious, careful cats humping at a very clumsy wake, which had R & B music playing in the background and two stingy uncles dancing to the beat.

Suddenly, Yeonju lunged forward and tried to punch Jangjun in the face. Quickly, Jangjun grabbed the warped guillotine and brought it down on Yeonju's skull.

Yeonju's solid thighs trembled and her wide lips wobbled. She looked sneezy, her body raw like a bored, broken banana.

Then she let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Yeonju was dead.
Jangjun went back inside and made himself a nice glass of wine.

THE END

 

[sachiana•。]

Cold-blooded Jangjun

Jangjun had always hated quiet Exeter with its curious, cooing cliffs. It was a place where he felt cross.

He was a cold-blooded, virtuous, wine drinker with brunette thighs and sloppy lips. His friends saw him as a mammoth, massive muppet. Once, he had even saved a vast injured bird that was stuck in a drain. That's the sort of man he was.

Jangjun walked over to the window and reflected on his picturesque surroundings. The spring teased like loving dogs.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Yeonju . Yeonju was a bold hero with solid thighs and wide lips.
Jangjun gulped. He was not prepared for Yeonju.

As Jangjun stepped outside and Yeonju came closer, he could see the comfortable smile on her face.

"I am here because I want a kiss," Yeonju bellowed, in an intuitive tone. She slammed her fist against Jangjun's chest, with the force of 280 hamsters. "I frigging love you, Jangjun ."

Jangjun looked back, even more irritable and still fingering the warped guillotine. "Yeonju, I just don't need you in my life any more," he replied.

They looked at each other with active feelings, like two curious, careful cats humping at a very clumsy wake, which had R & B music playing in the background and two stingy uncles dancing to the beat.

Suddenly, Yeonju lunged forward and tried to punch Jangjun in the face. Quickly, Jangjun grabbed the warped guillotine and brought it down on Yeonju's skull.

Yeonju's solid thighs trembled and her wide lips wobbled. She looked sneezy, her body raw like a bored, broken banana.

Then she let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Yeonju was dead.
Jangjun went back inside and made himself a nice glass of wine.

THE END

wtf were those descriptions

 

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wtf were those descriptions

Idk.

It's just the random one.

 

[sachiana•。]

Idk.

It's just the random one.

ik but damn, those are WEIRD

 

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ik but damn, those are WEIRD

I'm sorry

 

[sachiana•。]

I'm sorry

no worries sweetheart <3