The Kaiser's New Clothes, chapter 2 · 8:06pm Aug 16th, 2024
"I mean, I know I run a white supremacist clan, so I don't have room to talk, but it's fucking exhausting, Theo. Don't be like these people. Do your own research. Develop interests outside of race theory. Go outside. Read a book. Eat Chinese food. Criticise the side you vote for. Learn to play an instrument. Sell meth to the cops. Marry a cute Mexican girl and give me fourteen brown grandkids. Don't be a fucking sheep."
If Theo's jaw dropped any lower, it would've been on the floor.
"So... so what?" he spat out angrily. "You just do it all for... for what? For money? For power?"
Max laughed out loud. "No, son, I do it to get laid."
(Fanfiction.net version).
(Spacebattles version).
Uh, yeah, so I'm posting my Wormfics on Spacebattles now too, since that's where the majority of the fandom seem to congregate? So... yeah.
