// Anyways, sorry for that tangent.

And if you’re close enough to me and I like and trust you enough, you can always DM me and ask.

But you probably do know me

// I will admit. This has worked against me. People who I blocked or who have blocked me will follow me on other accounts and I’m like…

…No thanks sir or madam.

// Also it’s refreshing when some people put it together on their own who my writer is.

// And I know how judgey people can be.

Sure, I get a lot of “oh you’re THAT guy too? Holy shit! I love INSERT CHARACTER HERE.”

But I also got “Ew. You’re that guy? Why bother with you? I hate that character. They annoy me. And they’re boring.”

// Like…I have dumbass characters. Obnoxious annoyances. Evil assholes. People who don’t really know what they’re doing with their lives. People who are depressed and trying their best to keep it together. And people with hearts bigger than their heads.

// Like, I may off handedly mention it, but that’s very rare.

And my reasoning as to why I try not to publicize who I am is because I don’t want people to judge one character and take that judgment to my other various characters.

// But if you do know?

Shhhhh.

I usually avoid having a writer tag for a good reason.

a man says i guess we ll never know ALT: a man says i guess we ll never know

//

“What kinda name is Sportsmaster anyways? Sounds like a that one store in the mall.”

“Are ninjas a cult?”

// I am laughing at my own joke way too hard right now

“Who’s Phil O. Sophical? I’m Casey Jones!”

“Reckless? Me? Never. I’m very good at wrecking things.

Besides, I’m pretty good at what I do.”

“After you take so many beatings, even poking bruises don’t hurt no more.

…Got used to having bruises real quick growing up.

And they don’t compare to the scars from being stabbed. Now that one hurt.”

he just slowly turns his head and looks down, lifting his mask

“……You need something?”

rips off his shirt, showing off his muscular and heavily scarred body. Lots of cuts, bruises, and stab wounds

“GOONGALA!”

starts counting his fingers

“…….”

“WHAT’S THAT SPELL?”

“GIVE ME ONE MORE A”

“GIVE ME AN L”

“GIVE ME AN A”

“GIVE ME A G”

“GIVE ME AN N”

“GIVE ME ANOTHER O”

“GIVE ME AN O”

“GIVE ME A G”

“Submissive and bread bowl? Is that some new sort of combo meal? Like a sub sandwich and…something in a bread bowl?”

“There are worse things you can find on a pizza than carrots and pickles. Trust me.”

stares at his baseball bat