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[drama8om8]

So I believe I recently made an incredibly unfortun8 error in judgement and declared the pink light pulse to be the worst pulse ever. What with the buzzing and the migraine I got l8r and the assumption that I didn't get shit from it. I thought it was a bust! A stupid dumb lamey-lame loser pulse for chumps.
8ut! As of today, certain things have come to light. I am an incredibly m8ture and modest individual and this is me st8ting publically, for the record, that I was ABSOLUTELY WRONG. 8)


[ At this point, the message switches to Shitty Webcamovision! Particularly observant viewers might spot Octavia's trademark red shoes off in the top-left of the screen. Most people, on the other hand, will probably just notice the HUGE-ASS PILE OF TREASURE SHE'S STANDING ON HOLY SHIT WHAT. ]



Hey, guys.

Check out my sweet booty.

[ With that - and a magnificent shit-eating grin - she literally rolls out of sight of the camera, giggling like a loser. BEST ECHO EVER. ]

Comments

[drama8om8]

It 8n't creepy! People on tum8lr COMMISSION this shit off each other. So I still say YOU owe ME!!!!!!!!
I will accept cash, paypal or payment in the form of a fanfic trade. 8|

[toobig]

What if I wrote you one to edit?

[drama8om8]

DEAL. No 8acksies! You are now contractually o8liged to write me some hot fanfic that I can then eviscer8 via the editing process like a giant ukey tool. 8D

[toobig]

Here's part one of my... uh, what's the term? College Alternate Universe Fanfiction.

It was a dark and stormy night. Octavia had just come home from her grown up college night class, and she was soaking wet (with water, from the sky,) as she stood in the entryway of her grown up adult person apartment. Lightning flashed in her adult eyes and she put her laptop bag on the bench just inside the door.
"Alan," she called, flipping her wet hair back and lifting both hands to wring it out before coming into their mature apartment further, "I'm home now. It's like, totally raining and stuff. How immature of the sky, unlike myself."
"Octavia," he said, in the kitchen drawing a charcoal picture of his adult beloved, wiping the soot from his fingers like a grown up would before getting up to embrace her, "you look so... legal when you're soaked with rain."
They gazed into each others eyes, the maturity flashing between their gazes and Octavia swooned, leaning against the manly, grown up chest of her manly, grown up boyfriend.
"Alan we're both eighteen now," Octavia said, "and I totally think we're totally ready for some..."
"Some what?" Alan asked, attentive to her every mature, adult word.
"Some... totally hot, mature, very legal kissing," she finished and soon their mouths were upon each others in a devouring, mature kiss meant for adults only.

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[drama8om8]

8h m8 g8d.

[ GDOCS ARE FOR LOSERS AND CHUMPS. Octavia is just going to open this post in a notebook and edit it by hand. Because she can. ]

[toobig]

I'm one of those people, so I can say whatever I want.

It's only part 1, don't be so critical just yet.

[drama8om8]

I HAVE to 8e critical! It is part of my jo8 as your officially official 8eta reader or "editor" or whatever you fancypants nerds call it.
Yeah!
I am going to have to show this to Alan. He's actually incredi8ly sensitive when it comes to fine liter8ture! My yaois made him CRY. So cute. I think it's his 8eautiful artistic soul???????? 8less.
So I am sure he'll like yours too! Insensitivity aside.

[toobig]

Beta Reader is a good term for it.

You can show it to him, but it's not finished yet. I'm not a writer, so I don't know how long it'll take.