SHF High-school Fanfic

[RepresentingDesire]

I overthink a lot of things too

Just don't forget who you are.

 

[ArcadiaBlade]

Tony would just revive you afterwards~

Just another usual day....

As you slowly drink the coffee you feel a burning sensation in your mouth as you gazed into the coffee you see the end of multiple universes, endless screams deafened your ears as you slowly turn to ash, Arcadia Blade is no more

And got brought back by Tony since I can't die until I pay my debt.

 

[Nahrenne]

It definitely sounds like a Japanese pronunciation. It may have other meanings, though...
I am trying to reconstruct the lore of Ssemouy

I figured it was lore for her.

Did y'all become poets?

I've been writing poems for years.
I even have an anthology of poems on SH.
Just haven't added to it for a long while cos I haven't been that inspired.
'-'

X

 

[Deleted member 146224]

Did y'all become poets?

Nah, I'm still an idiot

Impostor what did u do with danny
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'-'
Sus

Danny is very disappointed with your lack of belief that she can be innocent

 

[SRB]

...I'm not sure how to interpret that...
Does that mean I ended up becoming a hug pillow while you slept?

I plead the fifth.

...

Wait, I'm Russian, I can't do that-

*looks you up and down*
Yes, I can see you are definitely awake.
(^-^)
Hope you slept well!
*huggles you from the side*

And the power of hugging and eating!
\o/

It's beautiful!

 

[Nahrenne]

I plead the fifth.

...

Wait, I'm Russian, I can't do that-

*stares at you*
'-'
You're confusing me.

X

 

[SRB]

*stares at you*
'-'
You're confusing me.

X

I'm confusing me right now, to be honest. That means it's working. I don't know what's working, but it does.

...I'm not sure how to interpret that...
Does that mean I ended up becoming a hug pillow while you slept?

Also, maybe. I don't remember.

 

[Deleted member 146224]

I'm confusing me right now, to be honest. That means it's working. I don't know what's working, but it does.

Also, maybe. I don't remember.

Be a man, Boi! Just admit it

 

[RepresentingDesire]

I'm confusing me right now, to be honest. That means it's working. I don't know what's working, but it does.

Also, maybe. I don't remember.

There is np shame in doing that.

 

[SRB]

Be a man, Boi! Just admit it

There is np shame in doing that.

'Tis not my shame speaking, but the alcohol in me blood. I genuinely do not remember.

 

[Deleted member 146224]

'Tis not my shame speaking, but the alcohol in me blood. I genuinely do not remember.

Mama was partying without me? Unacceptable! *she says while taking another sip of the cold delicious beer*

 

[SRB]

Mama was partying without me? Unacceptable! *she says while taking another sip of the cold delicious beer*

I was with your aunt, the talks we had isn't for young ears, little Daikon.

 

[MidnightFox]

Did y'all become poets?

Always have been

 

[MidnightFox]

Impostor what did u do with danny
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Sup SUS i'm Midnight

 

[Deleted member 146224]

3000 words and it's like half of the chapter... Damn we have a lot of girls in SHHS for Matcha to rizz

 

[MidnightFox]

3000 words and it's like half of the chapter... Damn we have a lot of girls in SHHS for Matcha to rizz

The girls have more Rizz than Matcha, in other words you're wrong

 

[Pixytokisaki14]

*pat her head*
Keep sweet fox, hazelnut chocolate just for you, because you are good fox.

*Chomp*

 

[Deleted member 146224]

The girls Rizz on Matcha, not the other way around

Not when I'm the author You're going down Midnight... Your tsun tsun will be canonized and baptized forevaaaa~!

 

[MidnightFox]

Not when I'm the author You're going down Midnight... Your tsun tsun will be canonized and baptized forevaaaa~!

Don't you dare unless i make you into sentient plant of the cocaine and marijuana variety

 

[Deleted member 76176]

In the heart of a world where countless mountains loom on the horizon, a median sense of uphaboria is felt, a deep sentiment nourished by lost love and the fatigue that envelops lovers. This feeling finds its home in a hidden corner of the library, a place so remote that not even the transcendent voice, with its mad, affectionate murmuring, can reach, dismantling every weakness.

This place, where one dares to name what languishes between empty words of love and what remains unsaid, even without the dear, wretched Seymour, is where Philosophantasia resists oblivion. In this realm beyond imagination, terribly wonderful, the being who witnesses it cannot forget what it has seen, still trembling after hours passed, under the dominion of the 10, who with great compassion engraves secrets at the bottom of an articulated poise, playing with affection and elusive dreams.

The reader, in search of what has been lost, finds themselves missing only a half-truth, in a world where the only certainty is Lunacia, a place or state of being that invites endless wandering, a relentless search in the heart of dysutopia, a place where disorder and utopia merge into a fabric of existence that defies every expectation, repeating infinitely in an endless dance of wonder and horror.

Any references? Mine was the opening paragraph from Charles Dickens novel 'A Tale Of Two Cities.'