HOLY FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

for those who live in the northwest of America,
OHHHHHHHHH MYYYYYYYYY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD

as of the time of this post, it is snowing in the ass.

not up the ass
but in the ass
and it feels so good
but im going numb
it still feels good though

also
here is a thing i made for a Twitch streamer named Calebhart42.
Lose Yourself by Eminem but it is a story about a certain unnamed streamer trying to get the world record in Mega Man X. It also has some of my own story elements. Because who the hell cares.

Look.
If you had
one shot
or one opportunity
to save every frame you ever wanted
in one moment
would you capture ‘em
or just let ‘em slip?
Yo.


His helmet’s sweaty, dash weak, buster heavy, there’s burn marks on his armor already, Light’s spaghetti, he’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready to stop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting that he broke down, the showdown goes so loud, he opens his mouth, Hadokens won’t come out, run’s choking, how!? Everybody’s joking now, the lives run out, stream’s up over, BLAOW!


Snap back to reality, oh! There goes gravity, oh! There goes that, but he knows he won’t have it. he goes and runs strats, but he knows that-then it’s back to the lab again, he knows this whole rhapsody’s ropes, and Kappas from scrotes, and that’s all she wrote, and goddamnit, he knows that he’ll add a PB ‘morrow, and so, he can’t blow it, he’ll add two PBs and show it


You better lose yourself in the music the moment you own it you can’t just let controllers go, you only get one shot, do not miss your big YOLO, ‘cause World Record hold comes once in a lifetime, YO!


His soul’s escaping through the blaster that’s gaping, vaping and taping, Wily’s king, but whatever, so the RIPs have got to go, I cannot grow old in Sigma’s plot, like Crystal Snail, I’ve got to formulate a spot, or end up too drunk from shots, PB is my only mothafuckin’ option, failure’s not.


He makes robots, but at home he’s no father, he goes home and barely builds his own daughter, Rock walks in, splash, here comes the cold water, Light’s so drunk, why would he even bother?


You better lose yourself in the music, the moment, you own it, you can’t just let controllers go, you only get one shot, do not miss your big YOLO, ‘cause World Record hold comes once in a lifetime, YO!


He’s been gone for years, look back, going to tears, his bleeding ears, and Mega Man’s grinded gears, he builds from Sears, but his sheer intellect won’t get him out alone, everything’s been blown, Light de-throned, but then Zero comin’ along, blowin’ it to the sky, say goodbye, breaking it apart, let fly.


21XX, robots are having sex, and Light’s regret having met his last; Mega Man X, been blowin’ up Mavericks, gettin’ dem chicks, the streamer’s back, get a snack, to get your fix up in this, Can the streamer get a second try? It’s gone awry when last he ran and cried, but it wasn’t even gonna be the last time he tried.


He splits, easy. He gets a new PB, but World Record isn’t going to be so free, he carpets, an artist at speed itself, and on the shelf, is Nintendo Power, it goes so well, gets all the armor parts, blasting down, he goes through town, ka-kablam, Octo’ down, he ain’t a clown, knowing that Kuwanger’s drowned, even if resets used, up for another round. Hadoken’s OK, PB is here to stay, Rolling Shield up Sigma’s, World Record get, YAY!


You better lose yourself in the music the moment, you own it, you can’t just let controllers go, you only get one shot, do not miss your big YOLO, ‘cause World Record hold comes once in a lifetime, YO!


You can run anything you’re set to, Mega Man.