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Which Connor is the most amusing?

  • Semi-Motivated Connor, aka "I've written 200 words on my new story and took a walk with my grandma."

    Votes: 127 13.2%
  • Depressed Connor, or "Give me one reason why I shouldn't blow my brains out."

    Votes: 73 7.6%
  • Edgy Rebel Without a Cause Connor, or "Shut the fuck up you stupid motherfuckering faggots!"

    Votes: 529 55.0%
  • Smug Pseudo-Intellectual Connor or "I've read Bret Easton Ellis, you guys!"

    Votes: 232 24.1%

  • Total voters
    961
For all our new friends wandering in, Connor has gotten farther in killing himself than ADF has. He's actually attempted it (twice) and been put on a psyche hold over it. His parents have power of attorney because of his last attempt.

So there you have it. Connor has more initiative and drive than Phil ever will.
 
For all our new friends wandering in, Connor has gotten farther in killing himself than ADF has. He's actually attempted it (twice) and been put on a psyche hold over it. His parents have power of attorney because of his last attempt.

So there you have it. Connor has more initiative and drive than Phil ever will.

Oh really?
How did he do attempt to do it?

Pills, gun, rope or knife?
 
Oh really?
How did he do attempt to do it?

Pills, gun, rope or knife?

I think it was pills. I may be remembering incorrectly, though.

The real thing is more likely to be a tragic accident while masturbating.
 
Connor.

Serious talk here.

Don't actually kill yourself.

No one actually wants to see you fucking die.

... Also dying because people kept asking where your fucking story was is possibly the most autistic legacy to leave behind.
 
So is Connor still in his loveshy phase? I haven't seen him mention sluts and whores ladies lately.
 
That's nice, but the problem is not chiefly with the eighties bit.

If you can't think of your book in terms of anything other than references to movies, it's not going to be a good book.
You know, if it weren't for his almost-plagiarism of the Silence of the Lambs novel, I would say he needs to read more actual books if he wants to write his own. Not only would they show him how it's done, but he might pick up a variety of literary influences that he could incorporate into his own style.
 
Connor visiting Dynastia?

Imagines Connor flailing about, running past Dynastia from an angry kangaroo - with a rabid Drop-Bear on his head, swathed in a sea of biting bugs and chased by a pack of wild dingoes- until he trips over a Foster's beer can and falls into gympie-gympie bush
 
Inspired by today's events: Edgy Connor!

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Connor visiting Dynastia?

Imagines Connor flailing about, running past Dynastia from an angry kangaroo - with a rabid Drop-Bear on his head, swathed in a sea of biting bugs and chased by a pack of wild dingoes- until he trips over a Foster's beer can and falls into gympie-gympie bush

Then we render him down. Meat into pies for the devil-dogs. Bones into coal for the black powder. Fat into Guzzeline for the war rigs. Skin into pretty dresses for the ambiguously gay bezerkers. Blood into top-ups for the half-life warboys. And with that, what was once thought impossible would become reality. Connor, for a brief moment in time, against all expectations, against all odds... Connor would be a useful, functional part of society.
 
Connor visiting Dynastia?

Imagines Connor flailing about, running past Dynastia from an angry kangaroo - with a rabid Drop-Bear on his head, swathed in a sea of biting bugs and chased by a pack of wild dingoes- until he trips over a Foster's beer can and falls into gympie-gympie bush
Nah, the abbos will get him first.
 
Then we render him down. Meat into pies for the devil-dogs. Bones into coal for the black powder. Fat into Guzzeline for the war rigs. Skin into pretty dresses for the ambiguously gay bezerkers. Blood into top-ups for the half-life warboys. And with that, what was once thought impossible would become reality. Connor, for a brief moment in time, against all expectations, against all odds... Connor would be a useful, functional part of society.

What do you expect me to do? Crawl across the desert beeing hunted by canibals? Find a wreck and fix it all by my self? Save a small town from an evil dictator with a handgun and my wits? I'd rather be nuked.
 
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