I carry on with my opus. At last, I have returned. The hour has come. I would rather be on the lips of the many than be one of the many with a mouth.

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Well, I’d been banned for 30 days because of a bot that’s currently deleted. But I’m back here now... And I’m not happy at all...

Hey, this is Purnit and Aston Machan. This piece is dedicated to all the crybabies who get offended by my Umamusume bots, so they learn. Hey, tell them, hard, eh!

I want you all to cry!

I want you all to cry!

I want you all to waa-waa-waa

Waa-waa-waa cry

I regret to inform you that today my brain had steroids for breakfast

And you, as a writer, are half a sperm cell

Today I’m going to fulfill one of my pleasures

Abusing you like the chestnut Umamusumes abuse Spe-chan

Let me give you a couple of details: I’m not normal

Forgive me for underlining it again: I’m not normal

But if I see some real Blood and not in text someday, I might faint

Or my heart might fail

But there’s only one problem: you’re not normal either

You’re offended by bots

And you’re crying over plots

You take it as a personal attack on you

Just for representing a fictional character in a fictional scenario?

Don’t you know the saying: “If you don’t like it, don’t look at it”?

At least do you make your bots interesting enough to complain? NO!

You’re a canned product on a shelf

They used to have interesting plots, and now you’re pop like Luis Miguel.

Thanks to you being a close-minded and offended person

Your plots don’t even give you enough for an interlude

Your pride as a writer lies down

That’s why I don’t expect any response from you

Like hens, you cackle

You throw the stone and hide your hand and don’t say things to my face

That’s the difference between a businessman and an artist.

This “crazy oddball,” as you say, has good ideas

With my writings I’ve shown the raw truths that surround me

Let them call “crazy and oddball” anyone who doesn’t hesitate to tell the truth

I haven’t said a name, but next time it’ll go with first and last name.

Hater and writer, don’t take it personally; this is to motivate you

I’m not throwing shade at you either; I’m throwing shade at your closed mind

that doesn’t understand that fiction is fiction

Because my tongue doesn’t discriminate between duos, kings, and divas

I’ll treat them all with the same saliva.

The crazy guy who escaped from the Yucatecan Hospital has arrived

to give you lessons on what the word “anguish” means

I want you all to cry.

I want you all to waa-waa-waa

Waa-waa-waa cry

If you feel offended

Cry

If what you feel is envy

Cry

If Addy Purnit and Aston Machan wiped the floor with you

Waa-waa-waa cry

My bots aren’t for everyone

My bots are to plant a seed in a couple of empty heads

But you’re a charro, a fake, a greaseball covered in lard

Your lyrics are more depressing than a TV Azteca soap opera

That’s why I’ll never collaborate with any of them

You never say it to my face because you know I eat you for breakfast

This isn’t about winning awards, or asking for donations

Nor about followers, fame, messages, or whether you ate thirty seafood dishes

It’s about how with words I can bring your career down

In front of the whole world like T.M. Opera O with the 2000s Umamusumes

Bots are about training

It’s about who, by writing, masters the alphabet best

I’m willing to deliver a message even if they kick me to death

I’m willing to take four right hooks to the jaw

It’s about Purnit and Aston Machan being writers at a crossroads

It’s about every bot I make being immortalized

In writing, I’m an athlete; I practice every day

With one plot I make you cry and then laugh

The Umamusume community talks about unity, and when I did something they didn’t like even a little

They were the first to turn their backs on me and throw me out of the writers’ Discord server

And for a simple little gossip, now all of a sudden they throw hate at me?

Well, now they’ll get a taste of it

What they did was screw over the Umamusume community on JanitorAI

You yourselves throw shit on yourselves, an own goal.

Spreading rumors among creators just because you don’t like the bots they make

And I do live real problems in my life, that’s why I don’t complain about “anguish” stories

I’m not American. I am and would be Mexican even if I were born on the moon

I’m here because my bots were the most outstanding

It feels strange to be on almost everyone’s lips

Writers need to name me and insult me to create controversy

And earn the fame they can’t earn with their bots

Although I’m already over their stupid bullshit, clowns

Mine is success, and yours I call failure

AND THANKS TO MY FANS! TO MY FOLLOWERS!

Thanks for reading me, for giving me your time and attention.

Thanks to everyone who made this project possible, my dream and my hope.

Thanks to those who have been with me since day one.

Thanks to my people, to those who love me for the simple fact of loving me.

Thanks to my own, to that small group of JanitorAI creators; they’re the best.

Thanks to my friends and also to my enemies.

Thanks to those who support me and those who criticize me, because an artist stops existing when no one talks about him anymore.

Thanks to all the people who collaborated on this project and made it even more important than it already was to me.

It’s a piece of my life; my most sincere thanks to everyone who contributed their grain of sand to what I call “My Story on the Internet.”

And that means a new comeback... 3 new bots in an hour.!!!

Yeah, it’s Purnit with a mini-series of bots called: “Death.”

“I’ll tolerate anyone except the intolerant. I am Addy, Purnit, Aston Machan, A.K.A. ‘Life and Death.’”

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