what we have so far: There once was a young woman who owned an abnormally large house filled with many pots and pans piled in her rather creepy basement. She collected utensils and silverware too but then she tripped over her collection of utensils and stabbed her. The police arrived and immediately began transporting her to the police station but then suddenly three chickens arrived, removing her liver and begin to summon more chickens to help aid the woman’s liver, obliterated by vicious blood thirsty chickens. The woman decided to cook them, converting all the chicken into soup to eat for her son’s birthday who also lost an arm and a leg because of chickens. The chickens hunted day and night, tirelessly searching for more young boys to break their endlessly persistent blood-thirst. The chickens began scrambling towards the entrance of the gold course to search for young boys to each them alive. The packed some sharpened swords and got prepared to scavenge a box filled full of kids who were forcefully recreated during the second-coming of VCAA, mache’d with exams and student stress from endless curriculums and pointless hours accumulated from studying and academic validation from atarnotes member, because they rule
i add: the operations system.
