Mental Dumping Ground

*Kafka lays sprawled on his stomach with buns thrown all over him*

Okonogi: this is the comedy police, the joke's too funny

Hoshina: I'M NOT GOING BACK TO JAIL! *pulls out a glock*

Iharu: Stole a hummer. He wasn't in the best of mindsets...

Haruichi: I mean hes the son, if not heir to, a tech company. For all we know the gossip tabloids are always all over him and its just become white noise at this point

Kikoru: same vein as Haruichi.

AI to write your novel is wrong

Tartini was a composer and violin teacher and no one respected him, he was generally broke, and he started having weird dreams in which the devil asked him to teach him violin

despite being catholic tartini agreed - although everything told him this was a bad idea

so he taught the devil violin in his dreams and when he had taught him everything he knew the devil offered him payment, he played an original composition in his dream

Tartini woke up weeping and struggled to write it down

we have a historical version of "couldn't remember the greatest song in the world, this is just its tribute", and the song he wrote down made him "Sonata in G Minor, aka the devil's trill" it's usually played by 2 violinists because it's evil difficult,

now imagine you make a deal with the devil to write your novel, he writes it but only lets you read it in a dream and you have to transcribe it from memory the next day.... 150k of the best prose and plot you've ever seen in your life and you have to remember it

?????????

you would receive the supply once a month

the brand/type will vary so you could

first you gotta do the build up and then the actual fucking and the fucking is pretty easy but you never know how long the fucking should last, and eventually you're like "okay I'm tired of this" so the characters cum, but you're not done yet because you can't just end it at "he fucking nutted everywhere" you gotta keep going, and the characters have to chat a little or cry or think about how horrible they are or something and then you kinda don't know when to end that either so now you're 2k words in and you might have put too much self hatred and not enough sucking dick. so you wrap it up, and think well it's done now.

All im saying is that this would happen to her I think.