《The Epic Of Placeholder McGee》Being held in the holding place
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*[Placeholder] appears pulling a shotgun out of their throat*
Oh! Hey! It's me! [Placeholder]!
Wow, it sure has been a while hasn't it?
What's that? You want me to talk to you about things and stuff that are drastically lacking in the world of trash tier writers? Well I'm glad you asked me to do that because that's exactly what I'm about to fail to do!
I've been noticing a serious lack of a certain kind of people in our non romance stories that I believe would add a good amount of yokey jokies and meme'y weem'y goodness to them. I'm speaking, of course, of the big booti clap slappers. The herpie derpie bum succers. The forbidden ball touchers! That's right folks! I'm talkin bout fukin TRAPS! Because traps are gay but there will be no stopping our revolution!
Writers! Join me in my crusade against all the filthy, heretical, cretins that are the non trap lovers and flood this site in a sea of traps and homoerotic sexual tension! The admins dm's and faces will run pink with our flowery letters and scented perfumes!
The streets will run red with the blood of the non-believers and heretical admins that would try to stop our cause! They will suffocate beneath our frilly dresses and thick co-*cough* C-conditioned hair! There will be no stopping us in our holy war against the filthy normies and blasphemous non-trap manlets!
Now I know what you're thinking: [Placeholder]! How could you say something so controversial yet so brave? Well the answer is simple, you simp...Because. I. Can. And there's nothing you can do to stop me! We will win this blessed war and eliminate all who get in our way with our gaping holes and violent divine retribution!
We shal not be stopped by the weak willed jocks and foolish nerds that think themselves worthy of normal wamen and yet shun the obviously superior traps! They are but fools unworthy of even the love of rocks and dust! They shal burn for eternity for their foolish arrogance and we shal make meat suits of their corpses to parade in front of their neighbors as a message of what will happen to all the filthy troglodytes that think themselves chads when in actuality they are mere peasant scum!
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Anyhoo I think that got my point across. Brothers and sisters of the trap legion, I bid you adieu.
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