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Day in the life of every oc I can think of. Part one

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Yall, im wrighting a cyberpunk story. He's chapter one.

The rain fell heavily on my helmet, each drop hitting it with a thump, not to meson that i was alsomost blinded by all the neon signs and lights flashing from the towering skyscrapers Tecgrades marshals tech, lecgrades mellows speedy instalmetris, bikesamillion we sell bikes, i remember when i was thedre last, got my bike there, asked to test drive then drove it out the 50th story window and never paid, paying idiots is overrated. Thye all flaashed in my eyes from above, purple, green blue, all the neons, but i had more pressing matters then those lights. I have the ones behind me to deal with now, "stop defects, guards orders they yelled from their speedy racers, "Gaurd in big bold letters on the side Wind gused past me, filoling my ears with storms and filling my lungs with the smell of fresh rain and trash, what a lime to be alive

I skitted through a puddle, in returne, geiling myself soaked with water and all that. "Die boot lickerst i heard someone i was ridieng with yell from beind me, then i heard a big boom and felt the heat of 1000 fires and the current of for 27.4 nukes run up my back. Screams. The screams of about 3 quard scream like the little babys they all echo through the nigh sky "Worthless defects" a guard yelled in pain, idiof gaurd thought to my self before i swung my bike into the ally. Just then, the rest of the losers i picked up and that bar zome past, followed by a least 8 guard members, i peek around the corner to see 10 of them on the ground, exploded into tiny bits. I shrug to my self then turn to the dumpster

One lock and it roles out of the way, revealing the door for the cheese store. I go down SO MANY stais, its not even funny. The kick one more door open and here it is, home, one of many. Screaming the sound of people bidding, drunks yelling for more beer, chefs yelling at customers, customers yelling back, whats not to love. I run my hand on the velvet curtains theat line the walls, they keep it so dark in here, I hear electro swing playing from some random hall-o. I take my right full seal at he bar, "ID" jermy, or the waiter on what ever, asked me "Germ, you know its little of me," i said before going dead pan, if i was near to drink you would knwo it." i rolled up sleeve showing him my bar code, "im 17 incase you forgot from like 3 days ago. Scan my bar code all you want, it hasnt been updated since i was ten he just siged and pushed a bowl of noodles infront me me "YES!!!!" stod up and yeled, everyone looked at me, good for them I sat bac down and started slurping on my noodles while watching the sellers

"Do i have 1 chip?" the seller waved a usb above his face, showing it off the the crowd Oh dyde no one wants pirated "movies" when Hall-o shows are a thing Plus, I'd only be able to play something like that if I gave it to Oliver or nummaged around in Vine City for like 3 days No idea why the let him be a seller Ill go up after next, people always are more biddy after theyer showed something decent wright after seeing something bad I slerp up the lest of my noodles, broth dripping down my chin "Hey i got next waved my hand over to led, who gave me a thumbs up

I hoped right up on that stage thing idk, and held up my sweat score from the guard chase above my head "Going 20 chips for supper secref top into from the upper level! YOU HEARD ME RIGHT FOKESI UPPER LEAVLE SECRETSI 20 CHIPS, 20 CHIPS? I maves a show

yelling and jumping around. "201" I heard someone yell, "30?" i yelled back to crowed and pointed at the person who said 20. "30" someone bidded. "407" i aksed. After alot of yelling a bidding and all that, i was about to settle for 120 chips and buy a bowl of good noodles from middle level. Bu then, a hooded man walked in, saw me, saw the upper class seal, raised his hand, "100k chips!" everyone shut up, even the drunk dudes, even me. I hopped down and grabed my card out of my pocet and pointed it to the hooded man, "bar code dosnt work, tap only" the hooded man taped his card to mine and its color changed to pink from green, and i handed over the envelope.

"Hhahahahahahahahahah" the hooded man cackled like a dieing dog and took of his hood to reval his sharp face and long black hair, thats lost if ive ever seen him, uglier then ever. "BET YOU WERENT EVSPECTING ME, WERE YOU BRAT?" he contiued his imatateson of a dieing dog "It was kinda clear it was you, seeing youre the only person willing to walk in here with a blue card. And youre kinda obsessed with me." i sighed, what ever hes doing, i dont care "I KNEW IT, YOU MISSED ME EVERYDAY, AND YOULL COME CRAWING BACK NOW THAT THIS PRESSUSH INFO HAS LEFT YOUR CERCULE he laughed and ran out the door. Jokes on him, I cant read.

End of chapter one.

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Yall. I get my favorite summer job back this week end. I mostly just drink dr pepper and watch people get beat up by cows, good times

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Internet strangers, would either of you do this with one of ur ocs and hark @datnicekid @clynlee

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My newest vs one of my oldest drawings on my phone. The old ones from fall so... and part of my depressed fnaf au

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Can you make a painting ✨internet stranger✨

*sad puppy noises*

🥺

Any suggestions?

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Homes best is com . The

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IM BEING WATCHED BY TICKTOC!!! MY FYP ID ALL GATLINBURG STUFF NOW, I BARLY LIVE A FEW HOURD A WAY AND GO THERE EVERY YEAR HELP IT KNOWS WHERE I LIVE OR SUM

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Google says Hitler painted this. It's pretty nice

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Chapter 1 of a story I'm wrighting.

(Its not well written. I can wright better then this. This is my 3 an feaver dream)

The rain fell heavily on my helmet, each drop hitting it with a thump, not to meson that i was alsomost blinded by all the neon signs and lights flashing from the towering skyscrapers Tecgrades marshals tech, lecgrades mellows speedy instalmetris, bikesamillion we sell bikes, i remember when i was thedre last, got my bike there, asked to test drive then drove it out the 50th story window and never paid, paying idiots is overrated. Thye all flaashed in my eyes from above, purple, green blue, all the neons, but i had more pressing matters then those lights. I have the ones behind me to deal with now, "stop defects, guards orders they yelled from their speedy racers, "Gaurd in big bold letters on the side Wind gused past me, filoling my ears with storms and filling my lungs with the smell of fresh rain and trash, what a lime to be alive

I skitted through a puddle, in returne, geiling myself soaked with water and all that. "Die boot lickerst i heard someone i was ridieng with yell from beind me, then i heard a big boom and felt the heat of 1000 fires and the current of for 27.4 nukes run up my back. Screams. The screams of about 3 quard scream like the little babys they all echo through the nigh sky "Worthless defects" a guard yelled in pain, idiof gaurd thought to my self before i swung my bike into the ally. Just then, the rest of the losers i picked up and that bar zome past, followed by a least 8 guard members, i peek around the corner to see 10 of them on the ground, exploded into tiny bits. I shrug to my self then turn to the dumpster

One lock and it roles out of the way, revealing the door for the cheese store. I go down SO MANY stais, its not even funny. The kick one more door open and here it is, home, one of many. Screaming the sound of people bidding, drunks yelling for more beer, chefs yelling at customers, customers yelling back, whats not to love. I run my hand on the velvet curtains theat line the walls, they keep it so dark in here, I hear electro swing playing from some random hall-o. I take my right full seal at he bar, "ID" jermy, or the waiter on what ever, asked me "Germ, you know its little of me," i said before going dead pan, if i was near to drink you would knwo it." i rolled up sleeve showing him my bar code, "im 17 incase you forgot from like 3 days ago. Scan my bar code all you want, it hasnt been updated since i was ten he just siged and pushed a bowl of noodles infront me me "YES!!!!" stod up and yeled, everyone looked at me, good for them I sat bac down and started slurping on my noodles while watching the sellers

"Do i have 1 chip?" the seller waved a usb above his face, showing it off the the crowd Oh dyde no one wants pirated "movies" when Hall-o shows are a thing Plus, I'd only be able to play something like that if I gave it to Oliver or nummaged around in Vine City for like 3 days No idea why the let him be a seller Ill go up after next, people always are more biddy after theyer showed something decent wright after seeing something bad I slerp up the lest of my noodles, broth dripping down my chin "Hey i got next waved my hand over to led, who gave me a thumbs up

I hoped right up on that stage thing idk, and held up my sweat score from the guard chase above my head "Going 20 chips for supper secref top into from the upper level! YOU HEARD ME RIGHT FOKESI UPPER LEAVLE SECRETSI 20 CHIPS, 20 CHIPS? I maves a show

yelling and jumping around. "201" I heard someone yell, "30?" i yelled back to crowed and pointed at the person who said 20. "30" someone bidded. "407" i aksed. After alot of yelling a bidding and all that, i was about to settle for 120 chips and buy a bowl of good noodles from middle level. Bu then, a hooded man walked in, saw me, saw the upper class seal, raised his hand, "100k chips!" everyone shut up, even the drunk dudes, even me. I hopped down and grabed my card out of my pocet and pointed it to the hooded man, "bar code dosnt work, tap only" the hooded man taped his card to mine and its color changed to pink from green, and i handed over the envelope.

"Hhahahahahahahahahah" the hooded man cackled like a dieing dog and took of his hood to reval his sharp face and long black hair, thats lost if ive ever seen him, uglier then ever. "BET YOU WERENT EVSPECTING ME, WERE YOU BRAT?" he contiued his imatateson of a dieing dog "It was kinda clear it was you, seeing youre the only person willing to walk in here with a blue card. And youre kinda obsessed with me." i sighed, what ever hes doing, i dont care "I KNEW IT, YOU MISSED ME EVERYDAY, AND YOULL COME CRAWING BACK NOW THAT THIS PRESSUSH INFO HAS LEFT YOUR CERCULE he laughed and ran out the door. Jokes on him, I cant read.

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Guys I'm makeing a cyber punk type story and I have no idea what I want the villian to be for any of that for the most part, any ideas?

Tagging my internet strangers since they are probably as crazy as me @datnicekid @clynlee

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So people. I'm wrighting a cyber punk type story and I need ideas on like what the bad guy could be cuz I have no idea hoe to end it and all that

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What's yalls opinion on Ai art. Cuz I when ever I talk to my mom's friend about any type of my art, comics. Paintings, music, what ever, she tells me to use Ai for it instead and I cry inside.

I just fond her you tube with all her Ai generated music. I'm gonna cry

@datnicekid @clynlee

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No body let me have kids/ what does everyone think of my future baby's names.

@datnicekid @clynlee

(Not mine, found these photos on ticktok somewhere)

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I think you'd like this story: "the shadows that follow" by ari_123234 on Wattpad https://www.wattpad.com/story/394508238?utm_source=android&utm_medium=com.tumblr&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=AhhAhh816

I'm wrighting a new story. Check it out.

@datnicekid @clynlee idk if yall like this stuff but if you do can my story have a little love