Sad boi needs a name.
He’s a very ugly double tail. He shines very iridecent blue tho, I’m excited to see what colors come out.
Author: immortalwave
The pain is so overwhelming and the critical voice in my head is loud.
But my music is louder.
You’re a bartender at a pretty decent bar. Your two most loyal customers, God and Satan are debating on where you’ll go after dying, since both of them want you in their realm to serve them.
Much to their disappointment you had already contacted a witch to make you immortal.
You stare in disbelief as your doctor smiles, grabs the apple from your hand, and takes a bite.
They’ve become…immume!
While walking on the beach after a massive thunderstorm, you come across a strange sight. A section of the sand, blackened by a lightning strike. In the middle of the strike zone, you discover a newborn child.
“I’m gonna names him Hercules.” You joke to a friend. You are promptly stick by lightning because Zeus doesn’t think you’re funny.
You are just a small town girl, living in a lonely world. One night, you took the midnight train and it can take you anywhere. Anywhere.
At the ticket check out there’s a final option. It was set up for couples trying to adventure. But you just wanted out. You just wanted to get away from here. You didn’t care where you ended up so long as it wasn’t here. You’d over stayed your welcome I this tiny place and it was time to go.
You pushed the button labeled ‘random’ accented with a rainbow and fun little stars. The printed ticket didnt have a destination printed, not that you expected it to. The clock struck midnight and you stepped into the train. Taking a seat in the empty car. Where ever you were going no one else seemed to be going to either.
It felt as tho you had been waiting am eternity as the train rattled around but it finally stopped. The ticket I your hand hesying and flashing to signify it was time to get off.
You took a deep breath preparing for your new Life, and new home.
You stepped out of the train onto a platform you had stepped off of not a few hours ago.
You answer the knocking at your door only to see Death himself. “It is time.” he says. “For me to move in, I’m your new roommate.”
“You…you’re going to a public college????”
“Course, killing people doesn’t really pay the bills you know.
You wake up one morning, and a Windows-like dialog box suddenly fills your vision. It reads: “WARNING: You are running a pirated copy of Life.”
“They’re onto me!” You screech, reaching blindly for your phone. You call the only person who can help you now.
The hacker that built you.
ImmortalWave 