Welcome to the Community

Welcome to the Community

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(Cover is my co-story writer it was her head cannon that started all this) I'm just gonna pretend for a second that people read and by extension care what I have to say, or in this case type. I originally made this account to read what a friend was typing and show support so on and so forth... But I'm in the process of a comic and a friend suggested I post my draft of the story here, at first I was hesitant but now I think I will, I'm open to opinions and tips (it's my first time writing a story so bare with any future crapy writing I might do) ... But this is a crossover My friend and I came up with of Homestuck and Night Vale and it's based off a friends head cannon that the post scratch ancestors Damara and kankri listen to the podcasts of welcome to night vale and believe it's a real place, and then enter a dream bubble with a town based off what night vale might actually look like only to find no way out and are from there on out a permanent residents of the little dessert community
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