Star's And Friends Thought On The Meaning Of Life

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Author's note:

I had no inspiration and suddenly i thought of this. A place where I can dump all my useless unused ideas. Like a recycle bin. A humorous one at that.

Enjoy what they all think☆

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What Cosmos Star Axer thinks of life:

A big thing that had existed because of me. A thing that I made after I got high on God Drugs and killed other gods for a whole month. Securely making 64 percent of gods and goddesses become nonexistent. After all, who needs other gods when i'm still skipping around in space and happilly spitting on my creatures who made other gods as they're god. Even though I'M JUST FLOATING USELESSLY IN AT LEAST A FEW METER'S FROM THEIR DAMNED FUCKING PLANET. This is what I think about life. Life fucking sucks.

What Conifer Oak Axer thinks about life:

A wonderful thing that existed in space and time. Life is also the only thing that connects all the multiverse's. But what i'm confused about is what the hell is life anyway? A thing? A breathing creature? Some kind of magic? I need to know. But this is what I think about life. Cya.

What Marlyn Storm Pacibell thinks about life

A thing that should've never existed. Why ask me Fuckfaces. Because i'm a god? Well ladadifuckingda for you. I am not obliged to answer that question. Now if you excuusee me. I have at least a hundred meetings to go through and you little pussasses just needed to waste my time on one goddamned simple fucked out question. You want answers? Fine, I think life as a colony of Jackasses finding dicks in a dessert filled with female bitches. Now get the underworld away from me you useless trashy fuck. I HAVE WORK.


What the copy of Star(Coral Starry Axez) thinks about life:

I litterally can't speak and you expect me to answer? I'm a copy of Star for heavens holy sake. And you're still asking? Well... if you're so sure... I think of life as a form of living. We live to live like we're supposed to. We were meant to fill a gap in the lonely blackened space. For instance, look at the stars, I think it exists because it could sparkle and entertain the maker. To make this black canvas we call universe seem beautiful and if you erase all the stars,planets and creatures it just turns into an abyss. Nothing. Just a lonely never-ending coma. Life was there to zap that coma back to the beeps. That is what I think of life.


Author's note:

Now that i've thrown those trash thoughts away, I can now focus on making a story! Next stop, White Pretence! See ya' there!

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