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So, here is an excerpt from my rough draft
I need help to fill that something something, and add bits and pieces everywhere to set the mood.
So, here is the context,
Aristotle looks good and MC has a crush on him.
The name of MC is Chaos Incarnate, and she doesn't want to tell that to Aristotle cuz he would call her emo then.
What I want to write is, MC going, "kyaaa, he is too hot, I can't refuse!"
"Perhaps. Perhaps not. Still, one would also find extreme that you lived for so long, not once wondering why the sky and why the sun exist. I don't know if you are stupid or one of those emo."
"I'm neither."
"Sure?"
"Yes."
"What is seven times eight?"
"I'm not stupid!"
"Then tell me the answer."
"I refuse, I did not take years of learning herb only to be mocked like this."
"I see. Then what are your views on the primordial leaf theory?"
"Fifty six. Seven eights are fifty six."
"Indeed. So I assume you are emo then?"
"No! I'm normal!"
"Huh. A very curious case indeed, a peculiarly interesting one. Ah, I forgot, it was rude of me to not introduce myself. Aristotle, is what they call me."
"Oh, nice to meet you, Aristotle."
We both stood in silence for for sometime, and Aristotle's smile turned into an awkward grin.
"Umm."
"Yes?"
"I was waiting for a reply."
"Oh, Aristotle. I...hear it. I have received the name."
"Oh, good to know."
"Yes, yes indeed."
"It's just that, I was hoping to get yours."
"Oh, my what?"
"Your name, please."
"What about my name?"
"Could I please get your name."
"Well, you could get it, you certainly do have two ears to listen."
"Ahem, my apologies. 'May' I get your name please?"
(Something something)
"Chaos"
"I'm neither."
"Sure?"
"Yes."
"What is seven times eight?"
"I'm not stupid!"
"Then tell me the answer."
"I refuse, I did not take years of learning herb only to be mocked like this."
"I see. Then what are your views on the primordial leaf theory?"
"Fifty six. Seven eights are fifty six."
"Indeed. So I assume you are emo then?"
"No! I'm normal!"
"Huh. A very curious case indeed, a peculiarly interesting one. Ah, I forgot, it was rude of me to not introduce myself. Aristotle, is what they call me."
"Oh, nice to meet you, Aristotle."
We both stood in silence for for sometime, and Aristotle's smile turned into an awkward grin.
"Umm."
"Yes?"
"I was waiting for a reply."
"Oh, Aristotle. I...hear it. I have received the name."
"Oh, good to know."
"Yes, yes indeed."
"It's just that, I was hoping to get yours."
"Oh, my what?"
"Your name, please."
"What about my name?"
"Could I please get your name."
"Well, you could get it, you certainly do have two ears to listen."
"Ahem, my apologies. 'May' I get your name please?"
(Something something)
"Chaos"
I need help to fill that something something, and add bits and pieces everywhere to set the mood.
So, here is the context,
Aristotle looks good and MC has a crush on him.
The name of MC is Chaos Incarnate, and she doesn't want to tell that to Aristotle cuz he would call her emo then.
What I want to write is, MC going, "kyaaa, he is too hot, I can't refuse!"