reyelex

I'm working on a flicker au fanfic uhh... first chapter will be out eventually. Trust the  process. Definitely have not been working on art for it and not the actual story. 
          	It's gonna be called "Throwing a Knife" and it still sorta works like how actual flicker games work but I also incorporated some "Saw" like mechanics for fun. It's still in the work so it's not all figured out yet. I'll give you this single part I have written down.
          	
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          	"Some people say it's the people you put your trust in who hurt you the most"
          	
          	"But I didn't even need to put my trust in them"
          	
          	
          	Bzzzt! Bzzzt!
          	
          	"What time is it?" I mumbled as a woke up to a notification. I reached out for my phone as a rubbed my eyes. My phone's bright screen light up my entire face, blinding me. It's 12 am, who would need me at this time? Looking through my text an unread one from an unknown number popped up.
          	
          	"Dear Omar Taj-Akmar,
          	We would like to inform you that you have been chosen to come to the annual London Book Fair. Due to complications we will not be able to provide hotels for you. We hope you will consider attending. Here is the address. 555 skibidi street, sigma city"

reyelex

i didn't feel like writing a whole address bare with me
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reyelex

I'm working on a flicker au fanfic uhh... first chapter will be out eventually. Trust the  process. Definitely have not been working on art for it and not the actual story. 
          It's gonna be called "Throwing a Knife" and it still sorta works like how actual flicker games work but I also incorporated some "Saw" like mechanics for fun. It's still in the work so it's not all figured out yet. I'll give you this single part I have written down.
          
          ‧˚₊•┈┈┈┈୨୧┈┈┈┈•‧₊˚⊹
          
          "Some people say it's the people you put your trust in who hurt you the most"
          
          "But I didn't even need to put my trust in them"
          
          
          Bzzzt! Bzzzt!
          
          "What time is it?" I mumbled as a woke up to a notification. I reached out for my phone as a rubbed my eyes. My phone's bright screen light up my entire face, blinding me. It's 12 am, who would need me at this time? Looking through my text an unread one from an unknown number popped up.
          
          "Dear Omar Taj-Akmar,
          We would like to inform you that you have been chosen to come to the annual London Book Fair. Due to complications we will not be able to provide hotels for you. We hope you will consider attending. Here is the address. 555 skibidi street, sigma city"

reyelex

i didn't feel like writing a whole address bare with me
Reply