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The twisted anatomy of an author:
Fingers: Hey brain, any plan?
Brain: Not really. I think we need to summon creativity here.
Creativity: Bro, I was chilling with toes down there. Why did you call me now?
Brain: We want to do something new about rewriting the fanfic.
Creativity: Just call cliche. . .
Cliche: Whassup my bro? Thy summon'th me?
Creativity: Yea we had to summon your royal arse, so quit spitting Shakespeare. Give us a plot.
Cliche: Hmm. *extensive thinking, sweat dripping from forehead*
Forehead: Don't abuse me bruh.
Cliche: EUREKA! Let's make Annabeth cheat on Percy.
Brain: Isn't that what we did last time?
Cliche: Yea but last time was with Heracles. This time lets do it with. . . Jason?
Brain: Why is Cliche in this council?
Creativity: I vote we kick him out of here.
Cliche: Alright. alright. let's make annie cheat with . . . Grover?
Anus: That's disgusting.
Cliche: You are disgusting. shut up.
Brain: Why is Anus here?
Anus: *backs away*
Creativity: But that's disgusting for real. Do you mind coming up with smth else, Cliche?
Cliche: Okay. we are going to make Annabeth cheat with . . . Zeus!
Brain: My brain hurts!
Cliche: You can't have a brain, brain.
Cliche: Can we get Cliche locked up?
Skeletal System: We are here to do your bidding, my lord Brain.
Brain: Throw Cliche to the prison.
Skeletal: *grabs Cliche, throws them in the pits of Tartarus*
Brain: Great. Creativity, come up with smth.
Creativity: Let's kill Annabeth.
Brain: Why did the Cliche virus get to you too?
Creativity: Oh no, but i have a plan. Cruelty, get your slim ass down here!
Cruelty: Oh hey, Brain. Hey Creativity. Sup?
Creativity: We want to kill annie, but you are going to play a role to make it new.
Cruelty: Ohhhhh, you got the right guy here.
Brain: What are you all thinking about?
Creativity: *does the deed with cruelty to produce creative cruelty*
Creative Cruelty: *evil smile* Here's the plan *whispers it to Brain*
Brain: We are so doing this. Fingers, get to work!