the goffic manifesto, aka the my immortal centricide abomination

Chapter One

actual unironic author's note here, this fic is gonna deal with self harm and suicide in much of the same way the original my immortal did. if you're uncomfortable with that please click off and stay safe!

AN- special fangs 2 ernest for the kewl idea, and to the jritter gc for helping me plan, you guyz are totally goffic and totally not prepz at all. MCR rox!

Hi! My name is Simanthany Centrista Macabre Ravenway. I'm seventeen years old and i go to a school called Hogwarts because i'm a witch ansd also a satanist. I have long inky black hair that reaches by butt. Sometimes, when I'm feeling depressed I die streaks of it bright red with leftover blood bc im also a vampire. Today I'm wearing a pair of tight leather leggings and a Green DAy tee shirt that showed off my boobs, along with a red corset and high heeled combat boots with spikes on them. I dont have to straighten my hair because itz already naturally straight, so i brush it and tuck iot behind my ear, which has 10 piercings in it. All my earrings look like safetey pins or spikes, except fot the industrial on muy left ear, which has a Good Charlotte pin hanging off it. Im naturalluy pretty so i dont need makeup, however i put on some black eyeliner and blood red lipstick aneways. Becausee im a vamoyere i dont need plae foundation since my skin is naturally white.

Once i finish getting ready, I enter the syltherien common room. It was dark and goffick, with medievil torches and black leather couches. The pillows were also made of black velvet, but they also had hot pink lace detail. I sit down on one of the couches and listen to the new MCR album on my ipod while i wait for my best freind Dakota Ernestine Van Helsing (AN- Ernest did is u) to come out of his room. Dakota has short raven black hair and bangz that covered his eyes. He wus wearing a tight Evanescence shirt (AN if you dont knwo whi they are thn get wreked pozer) that showed off hs muscles and black skinney jeans. He woer eyeliner bc its hot for a guy to wear eleniner but most of it was cried off bcuz he was depressed. Even tho he was a boy and i was a girl we werent dating. I hasde mostly guy friends bc girls were too much drama. Most of them were prepz and had stupid blonde hair and bleu eueshadowe and wore pink clothez.

Aftur Dakoda came out of his room, we haeded down to the great hall to have some breakfast. I devcided to get a blood orange (geddit, cuz im a va,mpyere) and Dakota decided on some cereal with blood instead of milk, cuz he wus a vampire two and den we went over to the slyherine table. We wur the last two peopel to arriev at the tabel, so all of our friends werre sitting down waiting for us. First there wus Ancap. He has curly browne haier that he straightened every day. He had on black nail polish and eyeliner, and some tight black skinny jeans and a loose Fall Out Boy tshirt, witha leather jacket thrown on top. HE always woer sunglasses and a beanie, even when we wur inside like we were now. He was sulking ovre a bowl of cherios (no blood bc hes just a satanist, not a vampyre) because his boyfriend Libertarian was hanging out with those stupid preppy centrists. DEn there wus Ancom. Qui is nonbianarie et qi used neopronuns, witch we all respected bcuz qui was goffic. Qi was wareing a Black shirt with skulls on it and a blood red mini. Qui had Good Charlotte convers shoes ande a baseball bat for bashing prepz. Qi wux eating blood favored doritoz for breakfast bc even tho qui wasnt a vampirye qi still lieked da aestetic. Sitting lacrosse from Ancap and Ancom their was Nazi. His name wus actually Wheit Identitaruane but he waz edgy and prewferered to be called Nazi. He was weaing a plane black hoodie adn jeans, and no makeup bcus he calimwe it was too degnersate. I didnt care bcuz he was sexc without it newayz. Netx two Nazi wuz Commie, and commie was one of de hottest guyz in the skul. He was pale with straight black hair that was always covered up by a MCR ushanka that wus black and red. All of his shirts weur too small but ididnt mind bcuz it showed off his muscles. Today he wuz wearing a black Panic! At The Disco shirt with a pear of red swetpantz that looked like they were died in blood. He wuz wearing eyeliner which made him even sexierr. Suddenly, he noticd me and Dakota walking ovre to da tabel.

"Hello comrade, please sit," he said to me in his sexy Russian accvent, sounding depressed. He moved over juts enough gor me to sit between him and NAzzi. Dakota wentz (hehe geddit) to sit by Ancap, who was still sulking all depressedlike.

Whne i wus sitting dowen, we startde takling abuot teh usual tings, liek how goffic we all wer, how muhc depresion we al had, ans how muhc we hatsdw yeh stupid fuckihgh centrists. Thue wer all prepz and pozers. The onyl desent oen was tye Nihilisy dude but even he didnt know whei Green Day was. I heard a romer he lesened two Br*tney Sp*ars. Normalyw I wud be super invswted in the convo, but Commie looked a lit lik Frank Iero today but with muscled. It was sexa and i gut destracted. Deb the bell rung and I have yo go to poshiend class. I haded portends cslass bcus by oatrnrt was a total fuckin prep I sewar to Satan if he doesng get more goffic imm gonna kms.

Just as i wuz abuot to laeve the Grate Hall, Commie grabbed my arn and held me in plaze. Normally I would be concerned, hoevwer Commie was super fkn sexa so i didnt mind. Aftur everyone else left, Commie looked at me and asked "Hey Simanthany, do you wanna go to the Evanescence concert latur this evening?" He asked, Russianly. He was as red as that comunism book, which was weird bc he was a vampyre and had no blud.

"Yeah, that'll be fun!" I exclaimed, wit a depreddsex underton to my voice. I realy wus excited, but i had to keep up the estetic. Prepz couldnt kmow i hav complex feelings, it would run my goffix reputation.

"Ok cool" he siad, and then i wentz on my way to proteins calss, a little less depressed than befour.