The Local Blacksmith and Crotch Staring

May: Are we there yet?
Writerer: No...
May: How about now?
Writerer: May we're sitting on a bench.
May: ...how about now?
Writerer: So the plan is to gather a team to take down FinchGear.
May: Am I in the team?
Writerer: I guess so... What can you do?
May: I can grant people's fetishes! :D
Writerer: Well I guess that could be useful... But anyway, let's go and find the first person!
May: Who will that be?
Writerer: A person who can build me a new weapon...

So we're walking to the local Blacksmith in this city, it's pretty far away so we'll be catching the bus. The city looks like any normal city really, blue skies, blue water, blue grass. The works... It's quite pretty if you see it. Me and May are just waiting for the bus so that shouldn't be to ba- Oh god... May is currently granting fetishes to anybody walking by...

Thank god, the bus is arriving... Getting on, scanning my bus card... What do you mean you don't accept bus passes from other dimensions?! Whatever, I have 50000 dimension Rubies with me... And sitting down.

#/CONNECTION LOST/#

#/.../#

#/CONNECTION FOUND/#

Sorry, tunnel. Anyway we have reached the blacksmiths now. Me and May are currently kicking the door down, that open sign isn't going to stop us! One last round house kick and BAM, it's down. The blacksmith is looking pretty startled.

???: The hell are you doing?!
Writerer: I'll be asking the questions!
May: I'll be giving the answers!
Writerer: No, he will.
May: So who's asking the questions?
Writerer: Me...
May: What am I doing then?
Writerer: You're being May.
May: What are you doing?
Writerer: I'm asking the questions!
???: ...am I still the blacksmith?
Writerer: Alright! Enough of that! I need you to build me a weapon stronger than a Beam Katana and a Laser Buster Sword.
???: Well that's gonna cost you a lot of dimension rubies... Oh and I'm not a you, I'm a Weremagi!
Writerer: Well I have 49,999 left... How much it?
Weremagi: It'll cost you 5.
Writerer: Deal!

So we're waiting in the lobby while Weremagi makes that. I guess I should end here...

May: Are you still blogging?
Writerer: Wait, you can tell when I'm blogging?
May: Well yeah, you always seem to stare at your crotch when you're doing it...
Writerer: No I don't!
May: You do too! At first I thought you were just interested in that region but I'm looking at your blog right now and it's updating!
Writerer: ...why are you doing this to me?
May: :3

Live long and Prosper, Writerer.

Floating around and the Scare of Fetishes

I'm kinda just floating around this universe... My spirit has kind of just fused together with the suppository psi me, giving me blogging powers. Now that I think about it, why are the psi-me connected to blogger? Are they sponsored by google or something? That would be kind of weird, I mean what would Google have to gain from these Eldritch douche bags?

...this is what I've bloody been reduced too. Wondering if the self blogger that was in my ass that's combined with my spirit is owned by google. I can't interact with any of the people here, I mean I can go into their houses and watch them do stuff which can be kinda awesome, but it's kinda lost it's coolness ever since I saw that [Data Expunged]. Dear god... How did so many ladels fit inside there?

That damn FinchGear, this is all his fault. He's the one that pulled my spirit out of my body and then chucked the body into what I presume is an interdimensional volcanoes, yeah, I'm definitly sure those exist. I miss my laser weapons... they'd know what to do. If I could just get back into a body, I know just how I'd get revenge on FinchGear, I've been spending all this time planning, looking for the right people.

Hey, wait, what's happening? Why am I being sucked into some building? Is it Spirit Wind? No... that can't be it, there's no such thing as spirit wind. Then what the hell is happening?! Aaaaaaaahhhh!

...

Ok, I can't see anything... Dear god, I've gone ghost blind! Why?! I know I haven't visited the ghost opticians but that's only because they arn't real! Oh the irony of all this!

???: You gotta open your eyes!

But ghosts don't have eyelids... wait! I'm touching the floor, I can touch things again! Alright, I'll try opening my eyes... it's been a while since I've done this, easy does it... Huh... I'm in some fairly nice apartment. And... I'm on the ground, ok, I'll try looking up... There's a woman here...

???: Hi!
Writerer: Hiya- That's not my usual voice... *sighing* I'm a woman again arn't I...
???: Yep! I'm May, Scare of Fetishes!
Writerer: You couldn't of retrieved my actual body?!
May: Well you said it got thrown into an Interdimensional Volcano... besides, you're cuter this way! .w.
Writerer: Did you just vocalise an emoticon?
May: Yep!
Writerer: How?
May: Scare Powers... But that's not the point! It's time to get revenge on FinchGear!
Writerer: Well I have my reasons for it, you doing it to avenge the death of the other Scares?
May: THE OTHER SCARES ARE DEAD?!

I'll end the post here...

Live long and Prosper, Writerer.