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girl wtf is this musical 😭😭

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it’s not just a bad musical it’s so redundant. jon did NOT need so many lines about being a weeb. we did not need “oh teenagers are so rebellious. but what if. their phones 🤣”

I think I would also be so much more forgiving if I actually knew wtf this one was about. even if I didn’t like the concept I would be much more invested knowing something is about to happen. if npmd was just two more hours of these poorly written love dynamics I wouldn’t be surprised because when you consider it there is no tension or hints at the horror of this show. the death of Richie in the beginning tells me nothing

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IMAGINE MAKING ANGELA SOUND LIKE A BAD SINGER. NOBODY COOKED HERE. also this is the L.A. song from Black Friday but it’s happening 30 whole minutes into the show. character establishment should not be happening this far in!!

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every scene is like if a family guy cutaway was a musical. I’m so sorry I don’t wanna be so negative on this but I hate it. lin manuel miranda joke was good though that fucked

also Steph & Ruth for the win 🙏🏻

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okay it’s turning around a little bit. the pissed my pants bit was pretty funny. we did not need like an hour to get to this. this could’ve started with just Pete and Steph getting caught cheating, the bathtub scene, the Italian restaurant scenes, then to the haunted house. even that’s probably a lot to include

WHAT KEY ARE THEY PUTTING ANGELA IN FOR THESE SONGS. IT’S THE WRONG ONE

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i’m so glad we got rid of the one man who was perpetuating cliques in this high school! /j /lh

also why is Steph singing with the nerds during this song she’s literally a popular kid

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I feel like they wanted to parody mean girls but didn’t understand the music of mean girls. which is weird bc mean girls has a pretty simple musical voice. if Richie doesn’t die in his Nighthawks costume I’ll kill everyone

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I’m so obsessed with Max though. He’s hamming it up. awkward change from eldritch horror to asshole zombie but he makes it alright. The jon as max campaign is still running strong I need him to be a villain.

THEY HIT US WITH THE FUCKING NOT YOUR SEED INSTRUMENTAL NOOOOO IT GETS ME EVERY FUCKING TIME

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man even this like song that sounds like the old hatchetfield isn’t the same. yea miah was in Black Friday but he was consistent. this feels like a marvel movie where they just throw references and hope it sticks

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NO NOT RUTH!! NOT THE AWKWARD LESBIAN. HOW WILL THE BARBECUE MONOLOGUES SURVIVE WITHOUT HER

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the way that this barbecue monologue song is gonna be the only good one of the show. Zombie max’s first one was fine but I think it was better because the others were bad

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I’m so sick of this CAN WE GET AWAY FROM THE REFERENCES. I’M BEGGING YOU ALMOST THIS ENTIRE SHOW IS REFERENCES

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not the “ohhh we’re not in love guys but we’ll definitely end up being in love” song so far into this show Jesus Christ. also this isn’t a real complaint but my pet peeve is all the theatre songs called ‘If I Loved You’. It’s taken guys I promise

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like we couldn’t have any indication of the brothers in black earlier. i’m so over this. there’s no love in this show

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like name one song that actually furthered the story or characters in a meaningful way. this show is so focused on giving answers that it’s not having its own merit and still isn’t giving answers

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if the ‘thing you cherish most’ is Steph’s phone that’s gonna be my 13th reason. I have faith it won’t be but npmd is so stupid it’s a fuckin option

edit: OH MY GODDDD SEE??? SEE HOW THE “WE DON’T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOUR PHONE STEPH” IS LIKE CLASSIC HATCHETFIELD HUMOR BUT THERE’S NO TIME FOR IT BECAUSE OOO LOOK YOU LIKE THESE CHARACTERS IN THE BETTER SHOWS RIGHT???

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I love Max being a demon focused only on killing but his girlboss starts talking and he’s at attention

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I would’ve been so much happier if every song was like this homecoming song. Give me The Prom realness as Max is decimating some nerds

also I don’t know what the hell is happening but imagine making the starkid cast sound like bad singers. every song has been out of their range

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girl wtf is this musical 😭😭

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it’s not just a bad musical it’s so redundant. jon did NOT need so many lines about being a weeb. we did not need “oh teenagers are so rebellious. but what if. their phones 🤣”

I think I would also be so much more forgiving if I actually knew wtf this one was about. even if I didn’t like the concept I would be much more invested knowing something is about to happen. if npmd was just two more hours of these poorly written love dynamics I wouldn’t be surprised because when you consider it there is no tension or hints at the horror of this show. the death of Richie in the beginning tells me nothing

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IMAGINE MAKING ANGELA SOUND LIKE A BAD SINGER. NOBODY COOKED HERE. also this is the L.A. song from Black Friday but it’s happening 30 whole minutes into the show. character establishment should not be happening this far in!!

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every scene is like if a family guy cutaway was a musical. I’m so sorry I don’t wanna be so negative on this but I hate it. lin manuel miranda joke was good though that fucked

also Steph & Ruth for the win 🙏🏻

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okay it’s turning around a little bit. the pissed my pants bit was pretty funny. we did not need like an hour to get to this. this could’ve started with just Pete and Steph getting caught cheating, the bathtub scene, the Italian restaurant scenes, then to the haunted house. even that’s probably a lot to include

WHAT KEY ARE THEY PUTTING ANGELA IN FOR THESE SONGS. IT’S THE WRONG ONE

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i’m so glad we got rid of the one man who was perpetuating cliques in this high school! /j /lh

also why is Steph singing with the nerds during this song she’s literally a popular kid

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I feel like they wanted to parody mean girls but didn’t understand the music of mean girls. which is weird bc mean girls has a pretty simple musical voice. if Richie doesn’t die in his Nighthawks costume I’ll kill everyone

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I’m so obsessed with Max though. He’s hamming it up. awkward change from eldritch horror to asshole zombie but he makes it alright. The jon as max campaign is still running strong I need him to be a villain.

THEY HIT US WITH THE FUCKING NOT YOUR SEED INSTRUMENTAL NOOOOO IT GETS ME EVERY FUCKING TIME

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man even this like song that sounds like the old hatchetfield isn’t the same. yea miah was in Black Friday but he was consistent. this feels like a marvel movie where they just throw references and hope it sticks

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NO NOT RUTH!! NOT THE AWKWARD LESBIAN. HOW WILL THE BARBECUE MONOLOGUES SURVIVE WITHOUT HER

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the way that this barbecue monologue song is gonna be the only good one of the show. Zombie max’s first one was fine but I think it was better because the others were bad

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I’m so sick of this CAN WE GET AWAY FROM THE REFERENCES. I’M BEGGING YOU ALMOST THIS ENTIRE SHOW IS REFERENCES

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not the “ohhh we’re not in love guys but we’ll definitely end up being in love” song so far into this show Jesus Christ. also this isn’t a real complaint but my pet peeve is all the theatre songs called ‘If I Loved You’. It’s taken guys I promise

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like we couldn’t have any indication of the brothers in black earlier. i’m so over this. there’s no love in this show

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like name one song that actually furthered the story or characters in a meaningful way. this show is so focused on giving answers that it’s not having its own merit and still isn’t giving answers

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if the ‘thing you cherish most’ is Steph’s phone that’s gonna be my 13th reason. I have faith it won’t be but npmd is so stupid it’s a fuckin option

edit: OH MY GODDDD SEE??? SEE HOW THE “WE DON’T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOUR PHONE STEPH” IS LIKE CLASSIC HATCHETFIELD HUMOR BUT THERE’S NO TIME FOR IT BECAUSE OOO LOOK YOU LIKE THESE CHARACTERS IN THE BETTER SHOWS RIGHT???

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I love Max being a demon focused only on killing but his girlboss starts talking and he’s at attention

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girl wtf is this musical 😭😭

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it’s not just a bad musical it’s so redundant. jon did NOT need so many lines about being a weeb. we did not need “oh teenagers are so rebellious. but what if. their phones 🤣”

I think I would also be so much more forgiving if I actually knew wtf this one was about. even if I didn’t like the concept I would be much more invested knowing something is about to happen. if npmd was just two more hours of these poorly written love dynamics I wouldn’t be surprised because when you consider it there is no tension or hints at the horror of this show. the death of Richie in the beginning tells me nothing

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IMAGINE MAKING ANGELA SOUND LIKE A BAD SINGER. NOBODY COOKED HERE. also this is the L.A. song from Black Friday but it’s happening 30 whole minutes into the show. character establishment should not be happening this far in!!

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every scene is like if a family guy cutaway was a musical. I’m so sorry I don’t wanna be so negative on this but I hate it. lin manuel miranda joke was good though that fucked

also Steph & Ruth for the win 🙏🏻

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okay it’s turning around a little bit. the pissed my pants bit was pretty funny. we did not need like an hour to get to this. this could’ve started with just Pete and Steph getting caught cheating, the bathtub scene, the Italian restaurant scenes, then to the haunted house. even that’s probably a lot to include

WHAT KEY ARE THEY PUTTING ANGELA IN FOR THESE SONGS. IT’S THE WRONG ONE

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i’m so glad we got rid of the one man who was perpetuating cliques in this high school! /j /lh

also why is Steph singing with the nerds during this song she’s literally a popular kid

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I feel like they wanted to parody mean girls but didn’t understand the music of mean girls. which is weird bc mean girls has a pretty simple musical voice. if Richie doesn’t die in his Nighthawks costume I’ll kill everyone

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I’m so obsessed with Max though. He’s hamming it up. awkward change from eldritch horror to asshole zombie but he makes it alright. The jon as max campaign is still running strong I need him to be a villain.

THEY HIT US WITH THE FUCKING NOT YOUR SEED INSTRUMENTAL NOOOOO IT GETS ME EVERY FUCKING TIME

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man even this like song that sounds like the old hatchetfield isn’t the same. yea miah was in Black Friday but he was consistent. this feels like a marvel movie where they just throw references and hope it sticks

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NO NOT RUTH!! NOT THE AWKWARD LESBIAN. HOW WILL THE BARBECUE MONOLOGUES SURVIVE WITHOUT HER

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the way that this barbecue monologue song is gonna be the only good one of the show. Zombie max’s first one was fine but I think it was better because the others were bad

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I’m so sick of this CAN WE GET AWAY FROM THE REFERENCES. I’M BEGGING YOU ALMOST THIS ENTIRE SHOW IS REFERENCES

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not the “ohhh we’re not in love guys but we’ll definitely end up being in love” song so far into this show Jesus Christ. also this isn’t a real complaint but my pet peeve is all the theatre songs called ‘If I Loved You’. It’s taken guys I promise

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like we couldn’t have any indication of the brothers in black earlier. i’m so over this. there’s no love in this show

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like name one song that actually furthered the story or characters in a meaningful way. this show is so focused on giving answers that it’s not having its own merit and still isn’t giving answers

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if the ‘thing you cherish most’ is Steph’s phone that’s gonna be my 13th reason. I have faith it won’t be but npmd is so stupid it’s a fuckin option

edit: OH MY GODDDD SEE??? SEE HOW THE “WE DON’T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOUR PHONE STEPH” IS LIKE CLASSIC HATCHETFIELD HUMOR BUT THERE’S NO TIME FOR IT BECAUSE OOO LOOK YOU LIKE THESE CHARACTERS IN THE BETTER SHOWS RIGHT???

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girl wtf is this musical 😭😭

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it’s not just a bad musical it’s so redundant. jon did NOT need so many lines about being a weeb. we did not need “oh teenagers are so rebellious. but what if. their phones 🤣”

I think I would also be so much more forgiving if I actually knew wtf this one was about. even if I didn’t like the concept I would be much more invested knowing something is about to happen. if npmd was just two more hours of these poorly written love dynamics I wouldn’t be surprised because when you consider it there is no tension or hints at the horror of this show. the death of Richie in the beginning tells me nothing

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IMAGINE MAKING ANGELA SOUND LIKE A BAD SINGER. NOBODY COOKED HERE. also this is the L.A. song from Black Friday but it’s happening 30 whole minutes into the show. character establishment should not be happening this far in!!

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every scene is like if a family guy cutaway was a musical. I’m so sorry I don’t wanna be so negative on this but I hate it. lin manuel miranda joke was good though that fucked

also Steph & Ruth for the win 🙏🏻

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okay it’s turning around a little bit. the pissed my pants bit was pretty funny. we did not need like an hour to get to this. this could’ve started with just Pete and Steph getting caught cheating, the bathtub scene, the Italian restaurant scenes, then to the haunted house. even that’s probably a lot to include

WHAT KEY ARE THEY PUTTING ANGELA IN FOR THESE SONGS. IT’S THE WRONG ONE

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i’m so glad we got rid of the one man who was perpetuating cliques in this high school! /j /lh

also why is Steph singing with the nerds during this song she’s literally a popular kid

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I feel like they wanted to parody mean girls but didn’t understand the music of mean girls. which is weird bc mean girls has a pretty simple musical voice. if Richie doesn’t die in his Nighthawks costume I’ll kill everyone

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I’m so obsessed with Max though. He’s hamming it up. awkward change from eldritch horror to asshole zombie but he makes it alright. The jon as max campaign is still running strong I need him to be a villain.

THEY HIT US WITH THE FUCKING NOT YOUR SEED INSTRUMENTAL NOOOOO IT GETS ME EVERY FUCKING TIME

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man even this like song that sounds like the old hatchetfield isn’t the same. yea miah was in Black Friday but he was consistent. this feels like a marvel movie where they just throw references and hope it sticks

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NO NOT RUTH!! NOT THE AWKWARD LESBIAN. HOW WILL THE BARBECUE MONOLOGUES SURVIVE WITHOUT HER

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the way that this barbecue monologue song is gonna be the only good one of the show. Zombie max’s first one was fine but I think it was better because the others were bad

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girl wtf is this musical 😭😭

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it’s not just a bad musical it’s so redundant. jon did NOT need so many lines about being a weeb. we did not need “oh teenagers are so rebellious. but what if. their phones 🤣”

I think I would also be so much more forgiving if I actually knew wtf this one was about. even if I didn’t like the concept I would be much more invested knowing something is about to happen. if npmd was just two more hours of these poorly written love dynamics I wouldn’t be surprised because when you consider it there is no tension or hints at the horror of this show. the death of Richie in the beginning tells me nothing

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IMAGINE MAKING ANGELA SOUND LIKE A BAD SINGER. NOBODY COOKED HERE. also this is the L.A. song from Black Friday but it’s happening 30 whole minutes into the show. character establishment should not be happening this far in!!

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every scene is like if a family guy cutaway was a musical. I’m so sorry I don’t wanna be so negative on this but I hate it. lin manuel miranda joke was good though that fucked

also Steph & Ruth for the win 🙏🏻

[hot-scotch]

okay it’s turning around a little bit. the pissed my pants bit was pretty funny. we did not need like an hour to get to this. this could’ve started with just Pete and Steph getting caught cheating, the bathtub scene, the Italian restaurant scenes, then to the haunted house. even that’s probably a lot to include

WHAT KEY ARE THEY PUTTING ANGELA IN FOR THESE SONGS. IT’S THE WRONG ONE

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i’m so glad we got rid of the one man who was perpetuating cliques in this high school! /j /lh

also why is Steph singing with the nerds during this song she’s literally a popular kid

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I feel like they wanted to parody mean girls but didn’t understand the music of mean girls. which is weird bc mean girls has a pretty simple musical voice. if Richie doesn’t die in his Nighthawks costume I’ll kill everyone

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girl wtf is this musical 😭😭

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it’s not just a bad musical it’s so redundant. jon did NOT need so many lines about being a weeb. we did not need “oh teenagers are so rebellious. but what if. their phones 🤣”

I think I would also be so much more forgiving if I actually knew wtf this one was about. even if I didn’t like the concept I would be much more invested knowing something is about to happen. if npmd was just two more hours of these poorly written love dynamics I wouldn’t be surprised because when you consider it there is no tension or hints at the horror of this show. the death of Richie in the beginning tells me nothing

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IMAGINE MAKING ANGELA SOUND LIKE A BAD SINGER. NOBODY COOKED HERE. also this is the L.A. song from Black Friday but it’s happening 30 whole minutes into the show. character establishment should not be happening this far in!!

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every scene is like if a family guy cutaway was a musical. I’m so sorry I don’t wanna be so negative on this but I hate it. lin manuel miranda joke was good though that fucked

also Steph & Ruth for the win 🙏🏻

[hot-scotch]

okay it’s turning around a little bit. the pissed my pants bit was pretty funny. we did not need like an hour to get to this. this could’ve started with just Pete and Steph getting caught cheating, the bathtub scene, the Italian restaurant scenes, then to the haunted house. even that’s probably a lot to include

WHAT KEY ARE THEY PUTTING ANGELA IN FOR THESE SONGS. IT’S THE WRONG ONE

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girl wtf is this musical 😭😭

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it’s not just a bad musical it’s so redundant. jon did NOT need so many lines about being a weeb. we did not need “oh teenagers are so rebellious. but what if. their phones 🤣”

I think I would also be so much more forgiving if I actually knew wtf this one was about. even if I didn’t like the concept I would be much more invested knowing something is about to happen. if npmd was just two more hours of these poorly written love dynamics I wouldn’t be surprised because when you consider it there is no tension or hints at the horror of this show. the death of Richie in the beginning tells me nothing

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IMAGINE MAKING ANGELA SOUND LIKE A BAD SINGER. NOBODY COOKED HERE. also this is the L.A. song from Black Friday but it’s happening 30 whole minutes into the show. character establishment should not be happening this far in!!

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every scene is like if a family guy cutaway was a musical. I’m so sorry I don’t wanna be so negative on this but I hate it. lin manuel miranda joke was good though that fucked

also Steph & Ruth for the win 🙏🏻

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BITING AT THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE I’M STRIPING PAINT WITH THAT GRIP. JON SHOULD’VE BEEN MAX HE WOULD’VE ATE SOOOOO HARD

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girl wtf is this musical 😭😭

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it’s not just a bad musical it’s so redundant. jon did NOT need so many lines about being a weeb. we did not need “oh teenagers are so rebellious. but what if. their phones 🤣”

I think I would also be so much more forgiving if I actually knew wtf this one was about. even if I didn’t like the concept I would be much more invested knowing something is about to happen. if npmd was just two more hours of these poorly written love dynamics I wouldn’t be surprised because when you consider it there is no tension or hints at the horror of this show. the death of Richie in the beginning tells me nothing

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IMAGINE MAKING ANGELA SOUND LIKE A BAD SINGER. NOBODY COOKED HERE. also this is the L.A. song from Black Friday but it’s happening 30 whole minutes into the show. character establishment should not be happening this far in!!

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girl wtf is this musical 😭😭

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Curt: what about the feelings we had...for each other?

Wiley, just trying to cause chaos now that he can move through time and universes:

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“I’m not good for you.” - paulkins?

TW: death/murder, guns. spoilers for tgwdlm

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Paul’s head slumped as he caught his breath, having crawled his way out of the rubble he’d turned the starlight theatre into. He had most of the glass from a spotlight buried in his arm, along with various cuts, splinters, and burns. But Paul was alive, and nobody was singing anymore. All he could hear was a ringing in his ears, but he tried to focus on what was ahead of him: freedom. Emma.

“Paul.”

Emma stood over him, limping closer. She was deathly pale, her hair having come undone and now resting at her shoulders in her struggle to walk there.

“You did it. You made it.”

She smiled, suddenly slumping to the ground and leaving Paul to scuttle his way over and catch her. She watched him, taking in his tear-soaked face as he did the same to the blood spewing out of her mouth.

“We made it, Em. We’re making it out alive.”

“If you haven’t noticed, I’m fucking dying,” Emma’s smile fell when Paul began to cry,

“but hey, it’s okay. I’m not good for you, anyway.”

“I-wha-!”

He heard the gunshot after he felt it. The bullet tore through his neck, leaving him gasping for breath through the blood pouring out of him and onto Emma. She stared up at him, before aiming the gun again and giving two shots to the chest.

“You don’t mind dying in Hatchetfield any more than I do, don’t you?”

And from the dying girl, came a song. She slurred the lyrics slightly as she grabbed Paul’s tie, pulling him down to her level.

“Hey, Mr. Business, how d’ya do?”

What was left of Paul’s senses were flooded with blood and the feeling of lips on his. He fell slack against Emma, panting his last breaths. Emma didn’t wince, she just snaked a hand up to his hair, running her hands through it the same way she always wished she had.

“Can I get a triple for you?”

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It’s the eeeeeeend of the world Em

Part 4

Emma entered the Starlight Theatre, staring at the pulsing meteor smashed into the stage. She pulled off the belt of grenades she’d found on Bill’s body, holding it tight and bringing up the gun again.

“If any of you fuckers try to stop me, I have a gun and I know how to fucking use it!”

Silence.

Emma slowly moved towards the meteor, hesitant step by step. She carefully began pulling the pins on each grenade, before throwing the belt onto the meteor. She watched it as she began stepping back.

“We’ve been waiting for you, Em.”

“Holy shit!”

Emma turned around, aiming her gun at the body behind her. Nora stared down the barrel nonchalantly.

“You wouldn’t do that to your sweetheart, would you?”

“Would you, Em?”

Emma jumped, tripping back over a row of seats as she stepped away from her girlfriends coworkers enemies.

“That...That was before you two poisoned everyone...and you almost fucking killed Paul!”

“You don’t love Paul,” they both stated,

“You’re ours.”

“I was Zoey and Nora’s. I’m not with either of you dancing, theatre major bitches!”

Emma shot Zoey in the shoulder, sending her tumbling to the ground. Emma pulled herself onto her feet, her hands shaking as she aimed at Nora.

“It’s too late. I’m going to destroy whatever the hell that is, no matter what!”

“You can’t, Emma.”

On the stage stood Henry, who held the belt of grenades in his hand.

“Professor...what did they do to you?”

“Nothing, Emma, nothing bad. We can teach you, with love.”

“With...love? What kind of bullshit is that-!”

Emma felt herself being lifted into the air, and she began kicking.

“Let me go!”

She was thrown onto the stage, her gun sliding away as she hit the ground. Emma scrambled to it, aiming at the man who had grabbed her: Ted.

Emma pointed the gun at Henry, trying to see past her tears.

“Professor, give me the grenades.”

“I’m afraid I can’t do that, Em-“

“You will! Or I’ll blow your goddamn brains out!”

“Try it.”

Emma pulled the trigger quickly, before bursting out into sobs. A figure wrapped a soothing arm around her, but instead of the comfort she wished she could get, Emma screamed and pulled away.

There stood Henry Hidgens, half of his face completely gone. Emma screamed again, running back from him as he felt the gaping hole in the side of his head.

“It’s okay, dear, nothing a new apotheosis can’t fix.”

Ted moved onto the stage, kissing Henry’s cheek before they both turned to Emma.

“No! I shot you! You should be gone now!”

“That’s what we wanted you to think,” Zoey chimed in as she stood up, rubbing her blue-stained shoulder.

“It’s not very interesting to have an unbeatable antagonist,” everyone besides Emma now spoke.

Emma stood up, shakily holding the gun back out.

“You’re lying. You’re fucking lying! I-“

Emma began violently coughing as blue began to fall from her mouth.

“God, gross, what the fuck?!”

Henry stepped up to her, pulling away the gun as Emma continued hacking up whatever she had in her throat.

“You’ve been infected, the same as me. We don’t have to kill, Emma. A kiss will do the exact same thing.”

Henry swept his arm out, pointing to Paul, who sat in the front row, watching as Emma began her apotheosis.

“Emma, I’m sorry, you lost...”

“Alright, fine, you alien fucks! You got me, you got Paul,” Emma’s voice cracked, before she stepped towards Henry, eyeing him as she stood tall. “What next, huh? The show’s over! Have fun with your shitty sequels and prequels, motherfuckers! You’re the new Friday the 13th.”

“Emma, don’t you see? This is our story!”

“I won’t be here to act in it.”

Henry gently wiped the blue liquid which had covered Emma’s chin, beginning to attach and dry onto her shirt.

“You will learn. And you can remember. Come back to act 1.”

In an instant, Emma looked around, terrified.

“Professor! Paul! We have to leave, we have to get out of here immediately! Nora and Zoey, they, they put something in the coffee, and it’s all fucked! Paul!”

Emma fell to her knees, holding her throat.

“We’ll revert. We’ll know what to do, Emma. Join us now, or continue like this.”

Emma looked up at Paul- no, the alien pretending to be him- as he stood up, moving towards her and holding out his hand. Slowly, Emma reached out to him. Nora and Zoey joined, soothingly rubbing her shoulders and running their fingers through her hair as she felt her breath fade away.

Emma reached into her mouth, coming back with a thick blue gel in her hand. Emma struggled for breath as Paul cupped her face. Emma stopped caring for breathing. She leaned forward for a kiss, to the excited smiles of the hive. She pulled away perfectly fine, being picked up by Paul. Emma wrapped her legs around his waist. They smiled at each other.

“It’s inevitable for us.”

taglist: @showstoppingnumbrr @oh-my-duck-lord @ready-to-mcfucking-die

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90% of Paul’s lines are just “Emma”

Part three

Emma yelled out as she was grabbed at, stopping her movements as their harmonies flooded her brain.

“Emma!” Paul turned, immediately seeing Emma pointing the gun at him.

“You don’t have time, get on the helicopter!”

“Emma-“

“Get on the goddamn helicopter! I’m...I’m going to distract them.”

Emma gave a tearful smile as she watched Paul break off into a mad dash. He made it to the helicopter, jumping in and pulling on his seatbelt.

“I love you,” Emma whispered as she watched him take off into the air. Not far from the ground, a song started. Emma could faintly hear it.

“I’m not your love anymore.”

A gunshot rang out. Emma screamed, elbowing and kicking at the infected holding her as she shot wildly at the helicopter. She managed to hit something, sending it spiraling to the ground nearby.

“Paul!”

Emma sprinted off into the woods, yelling out his name. She found him in the intact helicopter, and Bill laid passed out on the ground. Emma raised the gun, shooting him. Once, twice, thrice. In a rage, she began stomping on his head, screeching out in between sobs.

“...Emma?”

Emma turned around, seeing Paul struggle out of his seatbelt.

“Paul, oh my god you’re okay! You made it!”

He fell to the ground, his entire side soaked in blood. Emma kneeled down by him, shifting his head onto her lap.

“He...shot me.”

“That wasn’t him, Paul! He’s not in there anymore.”

“You almost shot me. Twice.”

“I never had my finger on the trigger, idiot. Yeah, let me accidentally kill the man I just confessed my love to.”

“Your love?”

Emma looked into the fading light in Paul’s eyes, and she immediately glanced away.

“Well, yeah,” she mumbled,

“it’s cheesy, but...yeah.”

Paul smiled, laughing and then immediately wincing. He grabbed at his side, watching as Emma looked for the bullet hole. He grabbed her head, moving her gaze to his.

“Emma...I won’t make it.”

“Don’t say that, you’ll survive. I have to keep you safe-“

“Emma. You have to take out the hive. The...The meteor, it’s the brain. You take it out, and everything stops, right?”

“Right, right. I’ll do it for you, and we’ll get out of here together. And we’ll get everything we need, besides each other, and oh, I’m being so god damn cheesy, just kiss me and shut me up.”

Paul winced as he shifted up to press their lips together. Emma squeezed his hand, kissing back. They pulled away, watching as Paul laid back down.

“Go on. You have an apotheosis to stop.”

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Part 5

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I write for only one m/f couple and it’s not good

Part 2

When Paul and Emma found their way to the helicopter, a group of women and men stood in the park. Most wore army outfits, but all of them had goggles, which were dripping with blue...blood? Whatever it was they had instead, apparently.

“Oh, jesus on a stick. How do we get past them?”

“We can’t. The helicopter’s going to land there.”

“What the fuck do we do? Go through them?!”

“I guess. But this is the only way you can be safe. They’re everywhere, Emma. They...they killed Bill, and Alice.”

“Paul...I’m so sorry for your loss, your...?”

“My boyfriend, or ex, and my...ex daughter. They killed my family.”

Paul gritted his teeth, before handing Emma the gun.

“I’m going to distract them, you get to the helicopter.”

“What? Hell no, we’re going together.”

“I’ll meet you there, okay?”

In an instant, Emma swung up her arm, pointing the gun at Paul.

“No. I know what you’re trying to do, Paul, okay? Tough but broken guy, you promise you’re going to meet back up and then you fucking die? I’m not doing this again! We’re going together, and neither of us will die, and we’ll leave together!”

“Whoa, Emma, okay. We can go together.”

Emma breathed a sigh of relief as she lowered the gun, tucking it in her shorts. Emma stepped, before losing control and collapsing into Paul’s open arms.

“But if we get in trouble, I will get you out no matter what.”

“Paul, if you don’t get out, I’ll jump right back in.”

Paul smiled, before leaning in to kiss Emma.

“Together,” he mumbled against her lips.

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Part 4

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21. "I don’t know what I did to deserve you" DMergio

yeahhhh boy my other sons

thank you for requesting! <3

Sergio held the random bundle of metal and gears in his hands. He had nothing to do besides tinker with whatever he could get his hands on in the apartment, since he had a boyfriend who was only really home at nights. He began to try fitting gears together, creating a little frame in an attempt to make something. Nothing except bombs came to mind, but considering they didn’t need them, it was more of what he’d do if he actually wanted to escape. The front door swung open.

“Hey love, I gotcha a lil’ something...is that the toaster?”

“It was the toaster, my man. Little guy’s long past that now.”

“What’d ya make this time?”

“Nothing. I’m only really good at bombs, but you don’t need them.”

“I need anything from you, love. Tell you what,” The Deadliest Man moved to Sergio, leaning down to give him a kiss on the cheek,

“why don’t you make me a couple of ‘em, and I’ll display them, okay?”

“Okay, Deadliest-“

“Owen. You can call me Owen, love, it’s just us. Now, come on, I have a surprise for you.”

On the table sat a small box. Sergio smiled, before giving Owen a kiss.

“You taste a lot like strawberries.”

He smiled in response, before opening the box to show some donuts.

“Strawberry. I thought we could save some for breakfast tomorrow.”

Sergio smiled, pulling him into another kiss.

“I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”

“You existed, love.”

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god I am just the biggest asshole to ted huh

Ted mumbled to himself as he laid against the table, swinging his almost-empty bottle of brandy about wildly.

“Are you happy to have killed two people?”

The other two survivors looked at each other with concern, until Emma stood up, moving to the table. She began running a hand through his hair in an attempt to calm the beast while she grabbed the bottle, setting it on the table.

“He had to, they weren’t people anymore-“

“But yours were!”

Ted grabbed Emma’s wrist and tugged, pulling her down to collapse on the floor.

“Don’t touch her, you creature. Emma didn’t kill anybody,” Henry barked, a voice so angry and rough that even if the words weren’t true they’d be convinced they were. Emma scratched at Ted’s hand, but he kept a firm grip, grabbing her shirt and pulling her close.

“Are you expecting them to come back then? Bill and Paul?! They’re dumbasses! Bill can’t tell a staple from a goddamn paperclip! They’re probably in the streets somewhere, after stealing the car and fucking gun!”

“They’re gonna be okay!” Emma screamed out, struggling.

“Paul promised me-“

“Paul’s promised me a lot of shit! He promised me ten bucks for walking over to your shitty little place to grab the exact thing I could’ve gotten at Starbucks! Am i getting it? No! He’s a goddamn liar!”

Emma burst into tears, shaking her head no. Ted let go of her shirt, watching her hit the ground hard before curling up into a ball as she sputtered about Paul promising.

“I’m not as bad as you! I killed one person, and even then your little fucking king killed her too! What makes the little barista so special that she can keep people from dying?”

“Because I love him! He’s not dying on me, you asshole, he loves me and I love him!”

“Do you think Charlotte didn’t love me? Do you think I didn’t love Charlotte?! This is what fucking happens when you play hard to get, they go back to their shitty husbands and get their intestines ripped out!”

Ted grabbed the bottle and slammed it against the table. Glass shattered and lodged itself into the couches, along with Ted’s leg. He screamed, holding his leg tightly. Henry ran over to him, pulling Ted’s arm over his shoulder.

“You’re acting insane, Ted! Come with me, I have a first aid kit by-“

“No!” Ted pushed Henry, causing him to fall back and smack his head on the table.

“Professor!”

While Emma ran to her professor, sobbing as she attempted to help him, trying to wake him up, then yelling at his unconscious body for where the first aid kit was, Ted limped his way to Charlotte. He sat down by her body, setting the bottle by her.

“Do you remember, Charlotte? The first time we kissed, at the office party. You couldn’t do it when we all played spin the bottle, but you brought me to the supply closet for a smooch. I was so worried it’d land on Bill, or Paul, or god, even Mr.Davidson: he’s a terrible kisser, I think he learned it from Melissa. Do you remember?”

Ted leaned down, and gently kissed Charlotte. A ringing started in his ear when he felt the bottle slammed into his back, splintering into his muscles. He screeched, collapsing onto the ground.

“Charlotte...”

He received another gentle kiss, before he finally stopped breathing. Charlotte pulled the bottle out with a pop, turning it to watch the red blood drip down: when it bubbled from his back, it was blue, and it hissed at the air for the first second it was out.

“Professor, professor Hidgens we have to go!”

Emma grabbed Henry’s arms and pulled, causing him to fall forward. The back of his head was absolutely soaked in blood, and Emma thought she could see his brain.

“Oh my god, okay, professor, it’ll be okay-“

A long note broke her concentration. Charlotte pointed at her with death in her eyes. Slowly behind her, Ted began to move. His shirt twitched with each sudden movement he made, and Emma could see the blood had dried it to his back. He gave the melody as he began pointing. They both took steps: steps, but no limps.

“Professor, professor!”

“Emma!”

She turned around to see Paul, with a gun aimed at the infected.

“Oh my god, Paul! You’re here!”

Paul grabbed her elbow, pulling her back.

“Emma, we have to run. I’ll be behind you, just run.”

“But-! Professor Hidgens!”

“He’s gone! We can’t do anything to save him, it’ll kill us.”

“No, Paul, he saved us, we have to help him-!”

Emma was lifted over Paul’s shoulder, before he began running.

“No! No, professor Hidgens, we have to save him, we have to-let go of me, damnit!”

She began pounding on his back, kicking wildly.

“Emma, I’m sorry, but we have to go.”

“I’m not leaving without him! Let go of me, you asshole, I’m not leaving my dad!”

“We have to!”

Once out of the house, Paul set her down, holding her hand as she tried to run back inside.

“Go! Get the fuck out of here, I’m going to go get him! There’s still time!”

“We don’t, there’s a helicopter landing in four minutes that we need to be on.”

“I don’t want to be on it without him!”

“What about with me?”

Emma turned to Paul, unable to process what he meant. He just carefully cupped her cheek, beginning to wipe away tears with his thumb.

“I love you, Emma. And I came back here for you, and I’m leaving with you if it’s the last thing I do. I’m gonna get you on that god damn helicopter, and you’ll be safe, I’ll make sure you’re safe.”

Emma stared at him, stunned.

“Oh, damnit,” Emma muttered through gritted teeth, swiping at her tears with one hand as she began running with Paul.

Part 2

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74 :) (btw I didn’t know you wrote until today and I’m so happy)

74. It’s only a little bit illegal

thank you, and I haven’t written in a while but I’m getting back into it!

tgwdlm- Bill * Paul

“That was my daughter, Paul!”

Paul followed an angry Bill towards the burning helicopter.

“I’m going to get her back, I promise, I won’t live if I don’t. Here, see?” Paul grabbed a belt of grenades off of the ground, looping it around his hand,

“You heard what Emma said, we have to take out the meteor. I’ll go and blow it up, and it’ll release her.”

“How do you know that’ll work? She’s probably gone, especially under this rubble! We’ve killed Alice. You killed her!.”

“Would you rather she have shot you? Again?!Please, listen to me. She’s fine, Charlotte survived more. And will you please listen to me?”

Bill wasn’t paying attention as he watched the flames climb up higher from the wreckage. Paul hugged Bill from behind, hiding his face against Bill’s neck.

“I’m going to the Starlight Theatre, I know you’re mad at me but can you wish me luck?”

“Let me go with you.”

“No way, your side’s nowhere near healed.”

Paul tenderly glided his hand above Bill’s side, where sharpel had lodged in him: there was probably still more, but they couldn’t have stayed any longer at the school, they needed to save Ted and Emma...or, they thought they had the time.

“Are you sure this isn’t because of Mamma Mia?”

Paul snorted.

“I’m sure. Even if it is, that’s only a little bit illegal. It’s Mamma Mia.”

“Alice loved it as a kid.”

“I’m sure she still loves it. And...tell her I love her after this is over. And...I love you.”

“I’ll be sure to tell her you love me.”

“Stop, Bill, I’m being serious. I might not make it back, I mean jesus, I’m using like ten grenades. And you need to know just in case.”

“You’re coming back. You’ll get here to tell me again, so I can tell you I love you too, and you can talk to Alice yourself.”

Paul pulled away from Bill, now realizing he was crying.

“I’ll be sure to bring back something for you two.”

“We just need you to be alive, okay?”

Paul glanced at Bill’s lips, before nodding. Bill wiped away some of Paul’s tears.

“I’ll see you in a minute.”

Paul had to go soon. He had to leave the family he’d just made, if forever or temporarily it broke his heart.