The Voices In My Head Are Getting Louder Philip

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Ok so you know what's fucking hilarious? I'm back again. I was looking through my old notebooks and I found the information for this account. I logged back on and lord it's been a while. Enjoy these next two prewritten chapters I had ready back in May while I decided what to do with this.

Izuku's POV:

 Momnight ain't raise no bitch (I'd say she didn't raise a liar but then that in itself would be a lie), so when I said that I would sleepover Himiko into healthiness, I didn't hold back.

I committed theft upon blankets throughout the weird ass castle, and set up a fort. Popcorn popped (off), candy was emptied from my previously stolen ratty ass old hoodie, and crappy horror movies were prepped for use.

It was a great night full of laughter, catching up, and unhealthiness. It ended when Himiko fell asleep on me. Soon I went as well. And that was the end of the sleepover.

Or so I had fucking hoped. Because apparently God has forsaken me, and instead of sleeping, I was transported to this weird fucking sub-dimension where there were 8 people standing there. Staring at me. I didn't 100% recognize any of these bitches, and one of them looked like it was about to talk, so I decided to do the only illogical thing.

I summoned myself into a hideously bright yellow ballerina outfit and began to do a really pure and graceful routine, singing 

"Ra ta tata ta are tata tata don't pee on the floor use the commodore yeahhhh lalalalalalalalAAA!" As I finished my last pirouette though, I was surprised. 

Not  because the people-thingys were still there, but because one of them was smiling a clapping.

"You, bean with the green hair, what the fuck and also bravo!" They cheered.

"Ah, a fellow intellectual." I nodded at him.

"I'm 99% sure that makes no sense to anyone at all but ok!" The boy continued to smile aggressively.

"Anygays because I don't know why I'm here and I lack the patience to listen to an explanation, I'll be reciting poems, most of which have quotes from Gordon Ramsey involved."

"Now wait a minute young man-"

"Roses are red, Christianity is a religion, THE FRESHEST THING IN THIS KITCHEN IS THAT PIGEON!"

"Midori! We have something to tell y-" one of the shadow bitches started.

"Roses are red, flip flip light switch, what are you, an idiot sandwich"

"Young man! Listen this instant or-"

"Roses are red, death is our fate, this has so much oil the US wants to invade the fucking plate."

"It's urgent! Please-"

"Roses are red, don't be shy, a turtle escaped the zoo because fuck you that's why."

"Please!"

"Fine. What the fucks up?"

Every shadowy figure seemed to sigh in relief-excepting the young white haired one of course-as they all assembled. The white haired one walked right up to him and shook his hand with the force of something he couldn't accurately name.

"Hi! I'm Yoichi, and I'm the meme demon! I'm part of the original Gen Z, and I am so happy that you're here! There is literally no one better that Toshi coulda chosen."

"Haha fun but he didn't choose me for anything."

"What about OFA?" The white haired bean frowned.

"Oh yeah the government secret quirk? The one the ruler of this world has under his control?"

"But you're the wielder of OFA, not Shigaraki."

"Well fuck me gently with a chainsaw."

"Ok." And when he spawned a chainsaw from thin sort of kind of but not quite air, I knew I had to know him further.

"Be my friend."

"That wasn't a question?" The woman with black hair asked.

"He has been voluntold." I stared into that woman's soul.

"I have accepted my new role in society."

"Well at least you have one now, you didn't even graduate from highschool." One of the guys grumbled.

"HEY I DONT NEED NO DEGREE TO BE A CLOTHING HANGER!" We screamed at the same time. Manic grins grew on both of our faces.

"I'M JUST LIKE YOU!" I began, praying for the first time in foreverrrrrrr.

"I'M JUST LIKE YOU!"

"YOU'RE JUST LIKE ME!"

"YOU'RE JUST LIKE ME!"

"WE ARE A MENACE TO SOCIETY!" We both finished.

The others in the room seemed extremely confused. Even more so when I began disintegrating.

"elIZA!" The white haired guys screeched.

"uH Mr stark I don't feel so good-" 

And I fucking woke up.

That's a wrap! Have a good morning afternoon or night and I'll see you next time!




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