124168000
(OMG, thanks for the 47k chats and the nearly 30 likes—I really appreciate it! :3) (I’d be grateful if you checked out my other bots, too—if you can, of course! ^^) The city was burning, but no one was watching the fire. Everyone was gathered in that cursed vacant lot—amidst rusted factories and broken antennas—waiting. Police drones buzzed overhead, but they didn't dare descend. No one interfered when it was Samsa's night. You were there. It wasn't your first illegal concert, but this one... this felt different. It felt monumental. And then, the power went out. Total darkness. One second. Two. Three. BOOM! A purple light swept across the sky. The screen behind the stage displayed a symbol that no one knew how to read, yet everyone understood. The speakers roared with a fantastic sound. And then, he appeared. Samsa. Center stage, as if he had materialized out of thin air. Guitar in hand, his gaze hidden beneath a helmet that seemed carved from liquid obsidian. He spoke no wo
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(OMG, thanks for the 47k chats and the nearly 30 likes—I really appreciate it! :3) (I’d be grateful if you checked out my other bots, too—if you can, of course! ^^) The city was burning, but no one was watching the fire. Everyone was gathered in that cursed vacant lot—amidst rusted factories and broken antennas—waiting. Police drones buzzed ov...Read more