*came to see what was having a grand opening*
Oh. Me likey.
*searches phone for saved prompts*
INTP.
I DIDN’T SEE THIS.
I’M GOING TO DIE D:
LOLOL
So I see you have chosen death! XD
And now that I have finished my words…
…
…
Ten snowballs coming at you!
*Most evil laugh*
INTP.
*begins making a new snowman*
I have just finished writing my three hundred words, and I have sixteen snowballs.
I will throw ten of them at the next person who snowballs me.
*looks around for a carrot for the snowman nose*
INTP.
*deep sigh as I head off to my lair to write*
INTP.
*finished my 100… saving my four little half-ice snowballs in a bucket*
*building a snowman*
INTP.
OVER 100 chapters?? Oh snappy… um, wow, okay, I don’t feel as bad about my fifty…
Ah good idea, I’ll see if I can combine any…
INTP.
I second everything you’ve said. Literally, these are the EXACT same reasons we don’t celebrate Christmas!!
INTP.
@anyone
I have a question but I don’t want to make a new topic…
How many chapters do you guys think is too many? My novel is running around 50 or so chapters and I’m not the closest to finishing it, but I’m starting to fear it has too many. :/
INTP.
@freed_and_redeemed @highscribeofaetherium @theducktator @rae …my four snowballs are coming at ya’… ❄️
INTP.
*jumps around in snow*
*gets hit by snowball*
*falls into snow*
❄️ Yay! Another snowball! ❄️
Jara carried her pole over to where her brothers stood. Jara opened Cameron’s tackle box—retrieving a jar of worms from inside. As she weaved the worm onto her hook, she noticed a jar sitting in the grass beside the box. A label on the jar displayed the word “crickets” on it, in chicken scratch handwriting. Jara wiped her hands on her pants, and then laughed a little as she showed the jar to Kiran.
My 75 wordsies…
INTP.
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