My Puzzling Immortal

Basically My Immortal only with 100% more goffick puzzle solving!

pls don't take this srsly.


3. The Concerto Thingo

On the night of the concert, I put on my black boots with extremely high heels. Underneath them were grey fishnets. Then, I put on an extremely short black minidress with that itchy stuff on the front. I put on matching fishnet stuff on my arms. I spiked my hair up like those cool scene girls do. I felt a little depressed then so I self harmed for thirty minutes while listening to BOTDF. I painted my nails black and put on TONS of eyeliner. Then I put on my dark red lipstick. I drank two cans of Monster Energy so I was ready for the concert.

 I went outside. Luke was there waiting for me in front of his black Bugatti. He was wearing a Brokencyde T-Shirt (they would play that at the concert too), black Tight leather jeans, black eyeliner, and a SpongeBob necklace.

 "Hi Luke." I say depressingly.

"Hi Pandora." He said back.

We walked into his Bugatti (the license plate said Picarats 999 on it) and flew to the place with the concert. On the way there we listened to Yellow RatBastard and Evanescence. We both smoked brainteasers and the dankest of nonograms. When we both got there, we hopped out of the car. We went to the mosh pit at the front of the stage as we moshed to artistic BOTDF songs;

"The girlies suck my dick 
Like an ice cream stick,
An ice cream stick?
An Ice cream stick.
The girlies suck my dick like an ice cream stick,
All way down,
Ice cream stick."

 "Dahvie is so fucking hot." I said to Luke, pointing to him as he sung, filling the room with his amazing, magnificent voice. Suddenly, Luke looked sad.

"What's wrong?" I asked as we moshed to the music. Then i caught on. "Hey, it's ok, I don't like him better than YOU!" I said.

"Really?" Asked Luke sensitively and he put his arm around me all protective.

"Really." I said. "Besides I don't even know Dahvie and he's been selling out the preps and being accused of rape when he did nothing wrong, those stupid pricks." I said disgustedly, thinking of those fucking liars.

The night went on really well, and I had a really great time. So did Luke. After the concert, we solved more puzzles while high on Corona and asked BOTDF for their autographs and photos with them. We got Brokencyde concert tees. Luke and I crawled back into the Bugatti, but Luke didn't go back to Gressenheller, instead he drove the car behind.............. The Molentary Express!

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