| | - Apocalypse PleaseMy muse and I are fighting.
He currently refuses to talk to me nor will he come by.
Let me explain...
During the planning for the next chapter of AGBU he was getting irritated with my lack of...enthusiasm...and talent.
Muse: Will you fucking write that down already? You're going to forget it -.-
Me: What's the hurry? I just posted a new chapter. I deserve a break dammit!
Muse: For what? That chunk of word vomit you call a chapter?
Me:...-.-...yes...that chunk of word vomit. It took a lot out of me!
Muse: Yeah, 'cause it was really long and deep.
Me: It was!
Muse: Just get to work mortal! *hits me with book*
Me: >.o...fuck that. Go molest some underage kid on the street or something. Ass...
Muse: -.- Don't be a bitch.
Me: You're the one who hit me with the book!
Muse: I was hoping I'd knock some talent into you! Now write!
Me: I'm plenty talented! Its my muse who's not!
Muse: You cunt. I inspired fucking masterpieces. You know Moby Dick? That was all me.
Me: oh yeah, that was all you. Megalomaniac.
Muse: *Hits me with book again* Don't doubt me!
Me: You know what, I hated Moby Dick anyway! It's about a fucking whale and it's 536 pages too long! I could write that.
Muse: You think you could do better without me?
Me: 'cha...prick.
Muse: -.- fine, you know what. I'm going to Austria. Have fun trying to write anything without me. Whore.
Me: I will!
And with that he was gone. Mind you, most of this dialogue was said in loud voices. Mainly screaming. So now, here I am. Unable to write a decent sentence. I'm sorry Muse >.< I didn't mean it. Moby Dick wasn't that bad. You're not a prick. Come home please! I miss you! |
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