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[write_it_in]

[It's a fine day in Camp Fuck You Die, and our favorite cranky novelist is sitting under a tree with a brand new notebook, considering what to write for his next book. As he has no ideas, he decides to have some fun -- less fanfiction, more mocking what counts as popular literature these days. Just as Edward and Bella meet in an impassioned embrace

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[commander_bitch]

[BONK]

OW! What the hell is--?!

[commander_bitch]

. . .

[officialbizness]

IT'S LIKE A DREAM'S COME TRUE THAT YOU NEVER KNEW YOU WANTED

[commander_bitch]

THIS IS NOT A DREAM COME TRUE!

[morespecial]

[why are there sparkling dicks falling from the sky]

[write_it_in]

[i believe that would be my fault. i'll just be over here lighting a cigarette and snickering.]

[morespecial]

[don't think he doesn't see that, mister]

Finding it funny?

[write_it_in]

Yeah, actually.

[durandork]

They're not exactly snowflakes you want to catch on your tongue, are they.

[write_it_in]

[--------ahahahahahahahahahahahaha pfffffffftttttt]

No, they're not.

[durandork]

[dodging one]

Where did they come from?!

[write_it_in]

[picks one up and looks for a brand]

Tantus enterprises.

[puretype]

[ o-ow what is going on D: ]

[write_it_in]

[IT'S RAINING DILDOS~]

[puretype]

[ I do not know these dildos you speak of. ]

... Is this another message?

[write_it_in]

No, I don't think so.

[write_it_in]

[not moving to help, either]

[write_it_in]

[yeah you're fine. i'm going back to my porn and seeing if it'll rain harder. get it. harder? i crack me up.]