Mcfreakin

Hey guys. Look, I'm posting early today. Be proud of me.

I'm a stressful mess. Stressful weekend this is. Only to be followed by more stress. Ohh boyy.

Anyway, what I wanted to talk about is.. that guy. Haha.. um.. yes. Him.

So, like, my storyplanning ideas from a year and a half ago (give or take). Boy, was I funny. Him, evil? Killer? The evilest character ever? Oh my god, that's hilarious.

Oh god, did I suck at making him evil at one point. He's just a teenage angst bean. I can't believe I thought he was evil at one point. Before I decided to turn him into a little bean.

Yeah.. ugh.. I'm talking about Fierdan. Again. For like the millionth time.

Mcfreakin kill me.

So, why am I bringing up emo cinnamon roll again? Because, you see, I once thought of him being this serial killer character that burns his victims' clothes and bodies. Which he technically did do.. but still.

Okay whatever. So last night, my good old friend (just kidding, she's younger than me lol) told me about this one serial killer (not the worst of his crimes though). And man, did that scar me for life (aka for the next few days probably). I can't believe I read that entire thing. I must really hate myself.

My ideas for making Fierdan (even Soulless on top of that) such an evil, cruel, violent, etc. character came right out the window when I read about that irl serial killer one.

I don't feel comfortable sharing publicly (especially on here) what serial killer (etc.) my friend brought up. It's truly messed up. Sure, my dumb ideas of thinking I was being scary in my story weren't that scary, but that story is. Even the worst characters are angels compared to that guy. Innocent angels.

Heck, our conversation started with her bringing up this song. Vocaloid. Look it up at your own risk.

Yeah.. I'm still scared about it. Many, many trigger warnings that killer's bio has.

So yeah. Fierdan, you're just an emo cinnamon roll / teenage anst bean.

Or at least you (or really any characters I create) will never be on the same evil level as that man from the early 1900s.

Nope, nope, nope. Never gonna happen.

Too terrifying for me.

Well, bye!