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"Bitch, why don't you go drive your fucking shit box through a cunt tunnel? ;D"

---Words of wisdom from yours truly

"You can't keep the panties of sadness from flying over your head forever, but you can keep them from engulfing you in their sogginess. ;D"

---More words of wisdom from yours truly

"If you're going to fuck a dildo, fuck it as if it were your own child. ;D"

---Even more words of wisdom from yours truly

"My life is like a dick; it's short, but the climax is worth it. ;D"

---Me, while intoxicated and horny (if it takes that much to reveal such inner details, I'm not much of a fetus, now am I? ._.)

What the fuck makes you think you're welcome in my humble abode, you fucking stalkers. Get the fuck out of my womb, and enjoy the fuck out of the great realization that your titties have been officially tucked by yours truly. Fuck the enjoy out of it, even. ;D

... You may be a poor representation of the human race, but oh my fuck you're the epitome of persistence. ._.

In any case, I have nothing to say here except this perverted, hat-fucking, vagina-bleeding, menopause-suffering, mangina-licking pedophile stalks every single one of my dreams.

I should really formulate a comprehensive list full of succulent necrophilia, sometime. But, eh. ._.

My Favorite Pages

Europa

Exalaisthisi

Gateway of the Mind

Gündschau Effect

NoEnd House

The Fear Hormone

The Cleansing

The Russian Sleep Experiment

The Physics of Hell

My Pastas

Because nothing is as satisfying as posting your unfinished stories that may or may not be dismissed as porn in pure satisfaction of what you've done with your life. ._.

• Spiral into Insanity - The beginning of what would be a lifelong commitment; such a shame it's the length of a severed dick. Created an approximate five years ago, this was erected in the site's memory to represent the nascent ascension of a true cunt. ._.
• The Evil Fan - This barely saw the light of day only once a person requested it. My first troll pasta, which is sad because this was months after my arrival. Despicable, really. You'd think I would've wrote Jeff's Period Blood years ago. ._.
• Tizzy Tits - To commemorate the infamous existence of Krule. Although that wretched name was only introduced and fixed into the plot weeks after its establishment. ._.
• Shattered Blue - Another fucking troll pasta? ._.
• The Ultimate Problem Solver - The accumulation of month's work. Forty five pages (but does that even matter? .-.) of beauty - life's inherent struggles, betrayal at the hands of a bloody history's memory exacted upon the people who still harbor them within their hearts, and who can forget planetary annihilation. My best yet. But that isn't saying much, now is it? At least I can get away with being an egotistical bastard because of its existence. ._.
• Anthropophagous: The Life-Fucking, Dr. Pepper-Chugging Truth about Cheasl - Yes. This actually happened. Months before, this stomach-churning multi-PM happened. With the help of Cheasl's corrupted memory (and body ;D) itself and my rapist wit, the lucid dream of having an entire pasta published to commemorate The Day of the Fucking has since been realized. Yay. ._.

Unfinished Pastas

• The Murder of Sarah Kingsley - A woman is stalked by a struggling writer who believes if he kills people in the same fashion he does in his books, he would have a brush of inspiration and begin his career anew.
• Necrosanity - A man desperately attempts to rid himself of is addiction to necrophilia, believing it's a sin after a change of faith, and ultimately fails; committing suicide by stabbing himself in the back twenty seven times while pleasuring himself with his father's hands.
• Day of the Hunt - A woman and her three children are stalked and killed by a murderous necrophiliac who decided to pick them up after their car broke down in a desolate forest.
• With a Smile on His Face - An invisible Lovecraftian entity disrupts the sun's gravitational force in an act of hatred for mankind, sending earth and the rest of the solar system drifting off into space. The pasta chronicles humanity's last days before it finally dies off, and then ends when earth is destroyed by a supernova six months before it would have wandered into another solar system to begin life anew.
• Armour - Shortly after moving into an apartment together, an illegally wedded couple is terrorized by their dead parents, whose undying wish to separate the brother and sister preserve their malevolent spirits alive.
• An American Psychopath's Dream - A man's impossible dream to reach the stature of a film director clashes with a father's fleeting sexual desires as a conniving scheme to direct the ultimate snuff film unravels itself beyond the hampered sight of his only-begotten daughter (lol, I sound so corny).
• Dark World (YAY UNORIGINAL TITLE) - A non-fiction story based upon a wild dream I experienced when I was six. Nothing more to say.

Mind you, I'm trying to keep this as spoiler-free as possible, for fuck's sake. ._.

I'm so fucking proud of myself that five of my ten or so pastas all feature a graphic rape scene. Not to mention another is about necrophilia. And that isn't taking into account my drama and science fiction novellas, one of which concerns a deformed child being molested by his drunken father. So fucking proud. ._.

My Lovely Cunts

People I've decisively acquainted myself with. They're now either my closest friends, or family. Regardless, they're all my lovely cunts. ._.

So, without further ado, here is my list of spectacular users from this dimension and beyond. Yay. ._.

... Unless, of course, you're too lazy to scroll down, and, if so, you've now earned my utter hatred and pure malice. Congratulations! ^_^

1. Lovethedesu - My mother, and a damn good one at that. Lovable, sweet, and caring; a masterfully-crafted box containing all the good qualities a human should have in the first place. I love her, and she loves me. How coincidental. ._.
2. Masked Hero Z - A commendable soul who has braved even the most putrid anal fudge I've hurled at him. A hero in that respect. A severely mentally-scarred one, at that. So, take this as an apology of sorts. ._.
3. Hidden Spirit - The sole reason why I'm not singing "Don't Worry, Be Happy" this very moment; a replacement for all sharp objects in my house. Except not really. In any case, epic necropornsuicidecestpact-ruiner or not, I love her. ._.
4. ChaoticPeace - One of the only reasons why I even bother to come on in the morning. Intelligent and fabulous. Also an excuse to forsake Unny x Lies, a ship doomed to collide with a dildo-shaped iceberg. Regardless, my love knows no bounds for her. ._.
5. Grammatik - The source of all my internal mental issues, as well as one of my closest friends. The font from which pieces of corpse-fucking art springs and spills onto my hands. ._.
6. Dark Hoodie - The loveliest of all cunts. Without a shred of cum-sodden doubt, my best friend. If you're expecting some poetic prose elaborating on how spectacular he truly is, go fuck yourself; by now, you should've at least held one conversation with him. And I'm too engrossed in writing necrophilia epics, anyway. But who the fuck knows what the future beholds in its panties. ._.
7. King Krule - A twisted son of a bitch with a perverted air drifting aimlessly around him, incessantly permeating his body. This only adds to his ingenuity. ._.
8. WhiteReaper - Perhaps my most valuable pawn in the bloody war being fought for credit of all known pieces of necrophilia. That isn't to say he's a mindless drone, either. I've enjoyed many convos with him, and now he's more symbolic than an effervescent blur tainting the air around us. ._.
9. Under Construction - Never to be finished.

Do you want to feel the (unjustifiable and illogical) satisfaction that you've been added on to this list? Well too bad, so sad; I'm banned.

... Or, you can simply mosey to PonyPasta/The Creepypasta Roleplayers Wiki/The Hangout Wiki/Whatever the Fuck It Is Wiki chat. Just don't expect me to RP like a blind ass. And make sure you have a goddamn avatar, for fuck's sake.

WELL FUCK, LOOKS LIKE I'M UNBANNED.

You really expect me to finish this fantastic tableau of a profile with some grand fucking finale? You're gravely mistaken.

... Fine, you cozened cunts. ._.

"Neo Exdeath - for all your hero-slaying needs. ;D"

Simple-minded fools such as yourselves could never hope to understand my motives.

Time for your viscera to see the light of day! Now DIE!

NOOO! WHY!?, The Void was mine to command!, How could it- Uwaaah!!!

I am Neo-Exdeath, all memories...dimensions...existence, all that shall be turned to nothing, then I too can disappear, for eternity!!!

(NOW AT UNNY'S FETUS EMPORIUM.)