ChatGPT Writes Frerard
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So basically I forced ChatGPT to make a Ferard story based off the context I give it. ENJOY MUAHAHAHAJ
Also: I'm thinking Revenge Gee(the one interview where Frankie tries to get in the coffin) and DD Frankie(Na Na Na music vid)
Also x2: I edited nothing in this btw.
Also x3: I do not own the characters in this story(unfortunately). The only thing I own is the story line
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