i'll begin the story!
It was a dark night in October. The streets of Tokyo where beginning
to empty as the people went inside to escape from the cold. It was
close to midnight.
Somewhere in the alleys, you could see a skinny figure of a man
walking alone. He was shivering all over. He felt so alone, so alone.
The man was wearing a pink thong. Nothing else but a pink thong.
That explains why he was feeling kinda cold.
A police car passed the alley and the headlights sweeped over the
streets. The last thing he wanted was that the police would capture
him almost naked, wondering the streets.
The man hid behind carbage bags. "****!" he screamed as
three rats jumped all over his naked body and bit him in the legs.
That was just his luck.
It took ten awful minutes to get the rats of him and then get up
from the cold ground. That sure was the last time he ever went to
a party and participated in strip poker, the man thought.
"Hey Gackt" a voice said right behind him.
--To be continued--

sorry i'm so tired i had to let this all out

