"Can we get a Techno child in the chat?"

There's a bunch of mc youtbers just vibing, living near each other because I have dreams.

One day, some suspicious milkman brings some suspicious milk. Shenanigans happen.

This book will not have shipping not because I think that shipping of IRL people is wrong. Don't get me wrong, I am an asshole, but because my crippling loneliness makes me incapable of writing love. F.

Oh yeah there's gonna be cussing because it's funny.

Cover art by Citrin, stolen without permission because again I am an asshole.

TLDR: I'm dumb );