Once upon a time, there was a 17 year old who was his parent's "little mistake." He was forced away in to the basement. There, he lived a cold and lonely life, with nothing but a crappy old Mac computer, a black and white TV, a shitty Gamecube, and an old matress on which he "slept" on. Then, one freezing cold Christmas morning, he sat curled up on his matress, shivering. He had never had a Christmas in his twisted, fucked-up, and ruined childhood. That's when.. "BANG!" Out of nowhere, a copy of some Gamecube game called "Animal Crossing" hit him in the head. He ran over and popped it in his Gamecube. "This seems like the perfect game for me!" Then... The addiction started. =O
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I stopped writing, ja. You'll have to wait for Pt. 2, Ja. :3
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I stopped writing, ja. You'll have to wait for Pt. 2, Ja. :3

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