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I'm on writer's block send help

So writer's block has consumed me so I used an online plot generator. Enjoy :D

Rantaro Amami had always hated closed off Hopes Peak High with its crowded, cautious cage. It was a place where he felt anxious.

He was a Liar, hilarious, guacamole drinker with green eye and avacado arms. His friends saw him as an early, excited explorer. Once, he had even saved an adorable K1-B0 that was stuck in a drain. That's the sort of man he was.

Rantaro walked over to the window and reflected on his quiet surroundings. The sun shone like singing goldfish.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Kokichi Ouma. Kokichi was a sinister liar with vast eye and tall arms.

Rantaro gulped. He was not prepared for Kokichi.

As Rantaro stepped outside and Kokichi came closer, he could see the embarrassed glint in his eye.

"I am here because I want love and affection," Kokichi bellowed, in a witty tone. He slammed his fist against Rantaro's chest, with the force of 8328 mice. "I frigging love you, Rantaro!"

Rantaro looked back, even more positive and still fingering the ripped apart piano. "Kokichi, your my best friend," he replied.

They looked at each other with stressed feelings, like two roasted, repulsive rats nail painting at a very childish sleepover, which had j a z z music playing in the background and two funny uncles drinking to the beat.

Suddenly, Kokichi lunged forward and tried to punch Rantaro in the face. Quickly, Rantaro grabbed the ripped apart piano and brought it down on Kokichi's skull.

Kokichi's vast eye trembled and his tall arms wobbled. He looked happy, his body raw like a bad, bumpy book.

Then he let out an agonizing groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Kokichi Ouma was dead.

Rantaro Amami went back inside and made himself a nice drink of guacamole.

Rantaro wtf-

This is not canon to the story I swear-