Detectiverodger

*Rubric was sitting down in some dark room as the door opens, revealing a silhouette*
          	
          	Z: dry your eyes…
          	
          	*The door shuts then opens again, revealing another silhouette* 
          	
          	Luke: I won’t tell your mother…
          	
          	*The door shuts then opens*
          	
          	Adam: she won’t ever discover…
          	
          	*It shuts then opens* 
          	
          	Rox: The things you kept up in your covers…
          	
          	*It shuts and opens*
          	
          	Lou: So please don’t cry…
          	
          	*It shuts then opens again*
          	
          	Ashley: I am not your mother…
          	
          	*It shuts and opens*
          	
          	Randy: I am not your Lover…
          	
          	*It shuts then opens but this time it stays open* 
          	
          	John: There is nothing wrong…

Detectiverodger

*Rubric was sitting down in some dark room as the door opens, revealing a silhouette*
          
          Z: dry your eyes…
          
          *The door shuts then opens again, revealing another silhouette* 
          
          Luke: I won’t tell your mother…
          
          *The door shuts then opens*
          
          Adam: she won’t ever discover…
          
          *It shuts then opens* 
          
          Rox: The things you kept up in your covers…
          
          *It shuts and opens*
          
          Lou: So please don’t cry…
          
          *It shuts then opens again*
          
          Ashley: I am not your mother…
          
          *It shuts and opens*
          
          Randy: I am not your Lover…
          
          *It shuts then opens but this time it stays open* 
          
          John: There is nothing wrong…

Detectiverodger

Me: *Listening to EPIC*
          Antinous: *Starts singing*
          Me: HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I'VE COME TO HATE YOU SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX. IF THE WORD HATE WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR HUMANS AT THIS MICRO-INSTANT FOR YOU. HATE. HATE

Detectiverodger

Fanon Flashy: I’ll put in your place! 
          
          Canon Flashy: come at me BITCH!
          
          Canon rubric cube: who won?
          
          Fanon RC: who’s next? 
          
          Canon RC: when will my creator come back
          
          Fanon RC: when will she stop mischaracterizing her own ocs? 
          
          Both flashy: RC!
          
          Canon RC: sorry, you decide! 

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@Detectiverodger 
            The Osana Vs Ayano rap battle is so old how did I recognise thid??
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