Yes, there’s more. There’s thirteen chapters of this crap, and I intend to post them all eventually.
Emma came back on board for this one. Her parts are bolded, mine are plain.
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Before I go off to play more Borderlands with Kage, I’ll leave this monstrosity on your dashboards. This chapter’s all me, folks. I don’t know if I should be proud of that fact or not.
Yes, this is basically just a way for me to use every hilariously bad euphemism from ever terrible fic I’ve ever read. You should play a drinking game: every time I use a euphemism for “penis”, take a drink.
On second thought, don’t. You’d be dead by the end of chapter thirteen.
I can’t help it that I’m hilarious. Pretty much everything after chapter 3 was done completely by me, I believe.
I’VE TRAPPED ANOTHER ONE
asksaria replied to your post: Whirling whores, ch.1
((“And we accidentally ran over a house.” Oh god. I’m dead. I can’t.))
Yeah, most people tend to lose it at that part. I’m proud of that line.
mortimernecromancy replied to your post: Whirling whores, ch.1
Still a better love story than Twilight.
You’re damn straight it is! And it only gets worse better!
I’ve decided I’m posting this.
Please keep in mind that none of this is supposed to be serious. It’s all meant to be as ridiculous as possible. The rest of the world is absolutely confused by the protagonist. The chapters get progressively shorter as the story goes on. about 1/3 of the way into this first chapter, we decided to keep all the mistakes [typos, accidental capslock] to make it more lulzy.
This is just chapter one. It gets worse. Or better, depending on your views.
Also, my friend Emma and I both wrote the first couple of chapters, switching off the keyboard every now and then. My parts will be in plain text, Emma’s will be in bold.
I present to you all, chapter one of Whirling Whores. Goddesses help you all
