So uh, this was originally made when we were all not doing great and were looking for a sort of escape. The group itself was pretty toxic, not gonna lie but I at least have long since moved on with my life and the only reason why I'm writing this is because it's like 1 am and I'm bored in quarantine. Uhhhhh I might snatch my oc from this and completely revamp her now that I'm no longer a baby gay trying to figure my self out with an unfortunate group of people (though not without its good eggs; I'm still good friends with a few) because she was kinda baller and there are some good concepts underneath it all. Man, looking back at it I really was just trying to understand myself better and it just so happened to be that the normally healthy way to go about that was twisted and corrupted by some bad people. I got super introspective for a second, huh. If you're still here just remember that black lives matter, trans rights are human rights, the police and other corrupt institutions must be defunded and dismantled before systemic change can occur, WEAR A FUCKING MASK OR STAY INSIDE (looking at you America), and vote if you're old enough (please for the love of all that is good, VOTE). So long and goodnight; see ya'll never.
-Red
P.S. Incoming transmission from Chord says: don't self-medicate, stay in school, and get good grades
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Danger Days: The True Lives Of The Not So Fabulous More Like Depressing Killjoys
Fanfiction-Danger Days: The True Lives of the Not So Fabulous More Like Depressing Killjoys- Warning: References of abuse, death, mild gore(possibly), and swearing
