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My Time as an Honorary Octarian
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Ongoing, First published Feb 21, 2023
Marie grounded me from continuing to transcribe her Agent 4 Factopedia, so I've decided to write this instead. This isn't something I was hoping to write though. I mostly just want to write about everything that I had to do while I was mind-controlled and my own personal experiences, including the times I had poop in my hair. Starting from getting mind-controlled, to being a backup singer for Turquoise October to then moving up to Chief Interior Design before finally becoming second in command. I'm not fully comfortable sharing everything mostly because some of it is difficult to remember, but at the same time, I'll do my best. Due to the amount of trauma and helplessness I need to go through to write this, however, there's a good chance that an entry from the Agent 4 Factopedia will be transcribed before a new chapter from this gets made.
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