Mr. Donald Ross:
Oh! The story.
Sean Catlett:
Yes.
Mr. Donald Ross:
Roar, ahhh...
Halloween was coming up, and I've always had a knack for writing non-Sonic stuff that's sinister. Not to mention I had a horrible case of writer's block, as I remember telling you hours before I wrote it. Roar was experiment, madness, and a block-remover all in one. I thought the page gaps (the first time I used them) and the lack of indentity mixed well with the snow-like whiteness of people's computer screens. It all becomes very isolated, and that, I believe, makes people uncomfortable. I had fucking great time writing it.
I should edit it sometime, though.
Sean Catlett:
Nah, if you edit it and repost it, you can't use the white spaces anymore. At least if you post it on ffnet.
Mr. Donald Ross:
... Balls.
Sean Catlett:
Fuck, ass, fuckass.
Mr. Donald Ross:
They should all go suck a fuck.
Dicks... What's the big deal, seriously. Like it'll kill them to have some gaps.
Sean Catlett:
I know. Gawd. Idiots.
Mr. Donald Ross:
Yes. Anal sex.
Continue to Part Six
