I abandoned my brainchild.
(seriously, though. the book was beyond saving.)
ive changed setting like 5 times, each character had like 4 different names to the point of confusing me, and on top of that I REALLLLYYYY hate writing prose. I like crafting the story but that’s about it.
Trapping a woman tormenting her in the stones that make the floor of her hallway:
Struggle, struggle, little roach.
Flee from light’s full reproach,
Until the molten stones seize.
Can you breathe with ease?
Hathor stabbed someone then said “My dagger! 
” when she realised they ran off while still being stabbed
Richard and Charcoal holding a metaphorical knife and fork over a sleeping man.
Bethany becomes her body’s subconscious.
The gang got bad gas station coffee and hit the road to their childhood cult
Marta gets jumpscared by a clumsy figure leaving a note at the mailbox
“Let’s go save the superheroes from their own incompetence!” - Hathor Topanga
The agony of knowing too little to pursue a connection.
A nerd and a fake tough guy go to the door of a testy ex-athlete and sell him something suspicious 
This is slowly becoming a satire of the K-Pop industry. Imagine stalking a trainee dropout for years, but immediately losing interest upon seeing his injury.
If his girlfriend decides to beat the tar out of you afterward, you kind of deserve it, no?
Turns out you shouldn’t trust your childhood cult. Goodbye siblings. Goodbye finger.
Your mentally ill nephew needs a purpose in life? Try bartending lessons!
Nick Miller core
A prison is attacked by strange creatures. Everyone is dying or trying to escape from the threat.
The main character decides to write a book.
Six Knights escape from a building with a huge blob monster inside.
“Oh my Gods, are you actually doing the villain monologue thing?” - Hathor Topanga
A prisoner is breaking large rocks on a hot day at a prison…
Not out of context, just something worth sharing.
I hope you like Opera because I’m referencing Marguerite’s aria from Faust.
