Jojo was straight vibing to life. He was playing some raid shadow legends with the boys on google stadia. When suddenly, no. It couldn't possibly be true. They were just legends... and yet... he is here. TheLegend27 had begun a battle with jojo's clan. Jojo watched as his friends, Eagerjew94, North, Expresso, and HorseWessleLad were all slain by TheLegend27. Although no one really cared for Expresso. Jojo heard his friend's screams through the mic as they died in real life.
"Now who will I play raid shadow legends for google stadia with! Curse you TheLegend27!"
TheLegend27 laughed through his Xbox 360 microphone.
"I'm coming for you next homo!"
"No! That's not my name! My name is Jojo, not homo!"
But it was too late, TheLegend27 called him homo. TheLegend27 flew through Jojo's window and strangled Jojo to death.
"I've finished off the last of the neanderthals!"
Jojo lifted his head.
"Doesn't that make you a slayer of Homo Erectus?!"
TheLegend27 died then and there. Jojo continued to play Aliens colonial marines for google stadia.
Google stadia, for all the ways we play
STADIAAAA.
End gain but no start.
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Jojo's normal everyday life.
SpiritualJojo hoes on a completely normal and average adventure. Worship mother of Elder things Shub Niggurath, the black goat of the woods.
