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Arthur's Journey To Limbo Anonymous 17/05/24(Wed)01:09 No. 25110
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Hey, m80s. I wrote an Arthur fanfiction. I hope you enjoy it. It has been split into parts so it will fit.

(1)

Arthur walked to school at a ponderous pace as he wanted to take in all of his beautiful surroundings. And by that, I mean that he wanted to receive information about the world (i.e the reality around him) via the electrical impulses generated by his eyes and sent to his brain. His friend Buster, by contrast, was running at rather a quick pace.
“What’s wrong, sire?” asked Arthur “Do you not want to look around at this beautiful day? Do you not want to FEEL the rhythm of your heart?”
“But I simply cannot. I must be on time as my future is at stake here. You have no need to worry about such things. I must fund kid. You are a trust fund kid. You are a trust fund kid. You are a trust fund kid. You have no need to worry about such things., Arthur, but I simply cannot. I must be on time as my future is at stake here. You have no need to worry about such things. Vape no need to worry about such things. Nogs. about such things. Be as my future is at stake here. You are a trust fund kid. You have no need to worry about such things. Imply cannot. I must be on time as my future is at stake here. You have no need to worry about such things. Hinges. About such things. Ad to worry about such things. things. Time as my future is at stake here. You have no need to worry about such things. As at stake here. You have no need to worry about such things. To worry about such things. no need to worry about such things. be on time as my future is at stake here. You are a trust fund kid. You are a trust fund kid. You have no need to worry about such things. Future is at stake here. You have no need to worry about such things. no need to worry about such things. Hot. I must fund kid. You have no need to worry about such things. Sure is at stake here. You are a trust fund kid. You are a trust fund kid. You have no need to worry about such things. To, Arthur, but I simply cannot. I must be on time as my future is at stake here. You are a trust fund kid. You have no need to worry about such things. but I simply cannot. I must be on time as my future is at stake here. You have no need to worry about such things. Need to worry about such things. have no need to worry about such things. But I simply cannot. I must fund kid. You are a trust fund kid. You have no need to worry about such things. Bare a trust be on time as my future is at stake here. You are a trust fund kid. You are a trust fund kid. You are a trust fund kid. You are a trust fund kid. You are a trust fund kid. You have no need to worry about such things. need to worry about such things. Amy future is at stake here. You have no need to worry about such things. Abe on time as my future is at stake here. You have no need to worry about such things. need to worry about such things. Such things. Arthur, but I simply cannot. I must fund kid. You are a trust fund kid.” said Buster.
“There is no need to be so hurtful,” said Arthur.
“Consider suicide,” said Buster “ider suicideuicideer suicideider suicideider suicider suicide suicideer suicideider suicideder suicider suicideider suicideicideider suicidedee.”


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Anonymous 17/05/24(Wed)01:09 No. 25111

(2)

At school, the teacher was giving a lecture.
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Arthur was eating a Wendy’s burger while Wendy gave him a blowjob because he was so fucking rich and she wanted to marry him for money.
“She may be a fucking whore,” thought Arthur “but at least she can suck.”
“Harder.” said Arthur.
Wendy obliged. Arthur pondered Buster’s statement. Nothing he said was wrong. Nothing at all. Yet Arthur was still not happy. No matter how hard Wendy sucked, he would never be happy. He would never be happy because he was an empty shell of a person in a fundamentally meaningless universe.
“Stop sucking,” said Arthur.
Wendy once again obliged.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“You are a fucking pink-skinned whore who only sucks me off for money!” shouted Arthur. The teacher continued his lecture.
“I love you.” said Wendy.
“LIES!” said Arthur.
Wendy then produced a wedding ring from her pussy.
“For you.” she said, while crying.
Arthur picked up the ring and put it on. Arthur cried. He clenched his fist in sadness and rage. The world disappeared around him. He punched the teacher square in the face.
“No-one cares what the futurists thought! You teach nothing but theory! What of the technical aspects?” screamed Arthur.
“In time, Arthur.” said the teacher.
Arthur turned around and nodded towards Wendy.
“I accept.” he said.
He then proceeded to skullfuck Francine. Arthur laughed as the blood sprayed all over his dick. The teacher continued his lecture. Wendy looked at the floor in shame and misery. Her spirits had reached depths no valley had ever plumbed. But your mum’s pussy has. Arthur kissed Wendy.


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Anonymous 17/05/24(Wed)01:10 No. 25112

(3)

Arthur looked on as Francine was in her hospital bed.
“Why did you do this to me?” Francine asked tearfully.
Arthur offered no answer. Francine looked on sadly.
“Tell me!” she shouted.
“There was no reason I skullfucked you. I didn’t enjoy it and it didn’t benefit me in any way. But as you can see, it didn’t take anything away either. Such is the nature of my existence.” said Arthur.
“So you expect me to feel sorry for you?” said Francine with a look of disgust.
“I don’t expect anything.” Arthur replied.
“Fuck you.” said Francine.
Arthur kissed Francine’s IV bag. He then began molesting a chair. It didn’t matter. He could do anything.


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Anonymous 17/05/24(Wed)01:10 No. 25113

(4)

Arthur returned home. His sister DW’s corpse was arranged in her usual position. Arthur’s parents gave him the usual cold welcome. DW said nothing. She was dead and at the dinner table. Cock sponge.
“The study of hash tables is an appropriate riddle. On the other hand, an extensive quandary in hardware and architecture is the emulation of stable communication. Next, for example, many systems store DHCP. To what extent can the producer-consumer problem be visualized to answer this problem?” said Arthur’s father.
Arthur looked on tearfully.
“I don’t know, Dad.” he said.
“Nobody knows, son.” Said Arthur’s father.
“Die.” Arthur’s mother requested.
“Not yet, mama.” Arthur replied.
Arthur went to his room and looked at the stars.
“WHAT IS LOVE?” said the voice from the sky.
“A chemical reaction.” Replied Arthur.
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Arthur went to bed. Wendy joined him an hour later.


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Anonymous 17/05/24(Wed)01:11 No. 25114

(5)

Arthur’s suit felt uncomfortable. He felt like the cathedral was a toy house. It was plastic. God said that when two men joined together to discuss God, that was a church. There was very little theological discussion on this day. Arthur took his vows. Wendy stared at the floor.
“You don’t deserve me.” Arthur said.
She took it the wrong way. God guided Arthur’s hand.
“I AM A DEVOUT UNITARIAN!” he shouted.
Tears welled up in his eyes. Wendy started crying. Arthur put the gun in his mouth. He pulled the trigger.

He woke up in a subway with Francine. Francine asked him how his day went. Arthur stared out of the window. He didn’t feel anything.
“Fine.” he replied.

Everybody clapped.



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