You think your life is tough? Well, my mom kicked me out of my hosue before I was 13, so to survive I had to travel with this middle aged guy who only thought about getting laid and getting hard, and this teenage girl who beat me and only thought about getting wetter. So the three of us, we traveled from town to town, picking fights with other kids and even adults. Life was total shit, and the only thing that kept me going was my dream of becoming Pokemon Master.

Well you think your job is...

The reason I'm letting the plot crawl slowly is because I'm not sure how much I want to keep this story going. However, the good thing is, I know exactly how the plot is going to end up if I do finish it.

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Debut

River walked on the untrodden grass of the grove. The trees were relatively young, and the sun had just come up. She put her hand on one of the trees, tracing a scar running down the bark. Today was the fifth of August, she realized with a jolt. The...

I was going to write an actual chapter but, well, I got lazy and now I'm just writing a prelude I never planned to write.
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It was a night not meant for traveling, but nevertheless, two figures silently walked towards an imposing flight of stairs from opposite directions. They froze, their hands reaching towards the pockets of their cloaks. Then, one recognized the other and wordlessly beckoned to the other. The two began moving again and they climbed the stairs together. Wh...

GTA IV is that fun:
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I like to stalk people.
Follow them everywhere they go. They get in a cab or car, I'll follow behind them slowly at pace equal to theirs, always 2 cars length behind them. They get a hot dog, I get a hot dog, etc.
While doing this one day I came across a couple. A dark haired man with medium length hair, and this girl who had gorgeous long blond hair.
I followed this couple for miles, from Alderney City to the bright neon lights of Star Junction, they wer...

My house has a major ant problem. Luckily I reside upstairs. Nevertheless, once every 5 minutes or so an ant comes trotting along my desk. First I place a coin or another object in its path. This confuses the ant, causing it to run off in a different direction, but my finger is waiting. I block its path with my finger. It runs in the opposite direction, but I anticipate this. Soon the ant is encircled by pens and other barriers, and if it attempts to climb them, swift punishment is issued. Th...