Crazycharacters Stories

"lying on my bed with nothing left to do. Have I lost it all but my conscious, and Yet my heart continue its work just for you. One day, I'll meet you and then I'll be free of those uncomfortable glares. but till then I will live in this cruel world with just 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙈𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 to spare." There was Two Creators whose Ocs fell in love. Their names? A3 and M. They had a bright future or what their friends told them...But trapped in this world where only torture awaits them, Nothing is bright. "Future is very different and difficult but we still survive, don't we?" "But what do I do when my future is the same loop every single day?" ... "I love you...Please" "There's no need to beg for me to love you if I can't even love myself." ... 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚...𝙋𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮...𝙞 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙄 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍.

pieces of my heart fragments of my soul for your entertainment

📄 Series Description (In Voice of Lord Stabs-a-Lot): > Hello Future Fans, Critics, and Possibly My Parole Officer! I am Lord Stabs-a-Lot, Grandmaster of Gentle Mishaps and Self-Appointed Archbishop of the Rotting West Wing. This is my journal, memoir, opera script, spiritual weather report, and emergency confession - all written with enthusiasm and suspicious fluids. What you hold is not just a story. It is an expression of joy, like laughter during surgery, or singing during an exorcism. I lived in a lovely white hotel full of thoughtful restraints, whispering lights, and people who mistook teeth for currency. Then, of course, the invitations came - some were written in blood, others simply screamed in the hallway - and so our adventure began. We made art. We made messes. We made decisions. I wrote it all down, in case reality ever comes back and wants an explanation. If you're here for meaning, you might find something. If you're here for structure, bring glue. If you're here by accident... don't tell the nurses. Yours in enthusiasm, Lord Stabs-a-Lot (Knight of the Unhinged Order, Professional Hug Dealer, Former Anatomy Puzzle Champion) --------------- ⚠️ Disclaimer (From Lord Stabs-a-Lot Himself): Everything in this book is fictional. Especially the parts that feel too specific. All characters, events, names, anatomical stunts, and emotional confetti are completely made up and not based on anyone living, dead, or melting. This book contains absurdist horror, dark comedy, disturbing imagery, and cheerful violence told from the perspective of someone who probably should not be allowed pens. Reader discretion is advised. Especially if you're made of meat.

"Home." Who ever said her life had been happy? Opal. Tall, slender, and a beautiful blonde teenager yet her Father ran away when she was a conceived by her mom, Her mom was later killed by some drug dealers when she was four. Opal was left all alone but she was later taken to an orphanage. She is 17 years and a fighter she would do anything to protect who she loves She's later adopted by the light family and a new life awaits her or does it? Read to find out or you'll miss out.