So I posted part of this on Braincels a while back before it was banned, floating the idea for what is planned to be my third book.
I'm an author. I have one book published already and I'm working on my second.
My one book that's out is about a zombie apocalypse. The main hero is based on my oneitis at the time, that's why it's as cucked as it is. If you still wanna buy it to support a brother, just search the author name from the title on Amazon. But that's not why I'm making this post. My next release, and more importantly, the one I plan to work on after I release my next book, are the ones that would appeal here.
My next release will be titled The Abyssal Prince. There's a few reasons I think it'll go over well here.
1) Gabriel Goldstein, though ten years old in the book, is the sort of kid who would grow up to be a Jewcel. His parents are super strict and borderline abusive, he has Laron's Syndrome (a form of dwarfism prevalent in Jewish people), and he gets bullied all the time in school and isn't allowed to have friends or fun. A lot of us, myself included, would understand his pain. He goes to a psychiatrist who is secretly a demon prince (or rather, is dragged there by his mother thinking the doc will treat her son for compulsive lying disorder). The demon prince teaches him how to summon demons to fight for him. He summons demons and sets them loose on the bullies, then he sets them loose on his parents, the foid principal who knew the Chad bullies were attacking him and did nothing about it, and eventually the entire city. He gets to have a few really smug moments as he turns the tables on his tormentors. (He's not old enough to be sexually active yet or he'd have used a demon to restrain a Stacy to rape.)
2) The demon prince tricks the main foid in the book. She is a lesbian who was raped by a man and has PTSD from it.The demon prince teaches her a spell that lets her transform herself into a demon that has super-strength to overpower rapists. She uses it to torture her rapist to death and then starts teaching other foids to use it...except what she's just done is doomed the earth to be taken over by demons. Every time a mortal uses demonic magic, it weakens the barrier between the material plane and the abyss and lets more demons through.
3) Said main foid (along with the fact that the detective is a foid) will be plenty to bait feminists into giving me money for it. They'll take the bait (especially seeing how pro-feminist my first book appears to be) and buy my book and exalt Sarah Steilmann as a hero for getting revenge for her rape and Laura Unterwald as a role model who never gave in when put down by her male boss. They, much like Sarah herself, will be completely unaware that they're assisting their enemies.
And the big one, XY Plague. A segment from the book: (And yes, the characters are actually named Stacy and Chad.)
I am Alex Roman, Ph.D. of Pharmacology. I have it all -- big house with a swimming pool and a home theater, a BMW to drive to work every day, a Corvette for fun, a boat and a truck to pull it, and a job that pays enough to buy all those things. I can play golf on weekends, I can build a five thousand dollar PC, and I have a seventy inch mounted television to play Xbox on. I work for one of the biggest pharmaceutical companies in the world, and they pay me big bucks to design, develop and test new medications for everything from the common cold to cancer. Right?
Wrong. There is one thing I don't have and it's killing me inside. Stacy.
Stacy is the receptionist in my building. She's not as smart as me -- few people are -- but aside from that she's perfect. Gorgeous raven hair, brilliant green eyes, an infectious smile, smooth skin, perfect face...there's just one problem. She won't even acknowledge me. I say hi to her every morning and every morning she grabs the phone and pretends to make a call when I do. I sometimes watch her through the lab window. She doesn't know I can see her put the phone down as soon as I leave the lobby.
Every afternoon when I leave, I see her boyfriend Chad come to pick her up. She doesn't drive -- I suspect Chad doesn't allow her to -- and he's all "bitch, get in the car" when he shows up. Sometimes Stacy comes in with bruises barely hidden by makeup. I know he beats her. He drives a Ford that has to be twenty years old, he has no job (I've heard Stacy bitch about it in the break room), and he beats her. Yet she won't just leave him and run to me. But he's six foot three and I'm five foot four. He's got a perfect jaw, hunter eyes, and a muscled frame. I've got prey eyes, a skinny frame, and no chin. That's how it always goes for me, any girl I like finds a guy like him.
If I don't want to die alone, I need to destroy Chad. I need to destroy all the Chads.
This bacteria will do the trick. It attacks the testicles as they make testosterone. It fuses with the cells, just like mitochondria once did, and it causes them to build the molecule wrong. Instead of a man-boosting hormone, now it's a toxin. As high as his T levels are, he'll die quickly. But all the men will die from it. Until I release the cure -- a technetium shot that activates the kill-switch I built into the bacteria's DNA. Technetium isn't found in nature, so nobody will stumble upon it on their own.
Chad will die. There will be ten women to every man. I'll be the savior of the world -- and Stacy will finally love me.
I'm an author. I have one book published already and I'm working on my second.
My one book that's out is about a zombie apocalypse. The main hero is based on my oneitis at the time, that's why it's as cucked as it is. If you still wanna buy it to support a brother, just search the author name from the title on Amazon. But that's not why I'm making this post. My next release, and more importantly, the one I plan to work on after I release my next book, are the ones that would appeal here.
My next release will be titled The Abyssal Prince. There's a few reasons I think it'll go over well here.
1) Gabriel Goldstein, though ten years old in the book, is the sort of kid who would grow up to be a Jewcel. His parents are super strict and borderline abusive, he has Laron's Syndrome (a form of dwarfism prevalent in Jewish people), and he gets bullied all the time in school and isn't allowed to have friends or fun. A lot of us, myself included, would understand his pain. He goes to a psychiatrist who is secretly a demon prince (or rather, is dragged there by his mother thinking the doc will treat her son for compulsive lying disorder). The demon prince teaches him how to summon demons to fight for him. He summons demons and sets them loose on the bullies, then he sets them loose on his parents, the foid principal who knew the Chad bullies were attacking him and did nothing about it, and eventually the entire city. He gets to have a few really smug moments as he turns the tables on his tormentors. (He's not old enough to be sexually active yet or he'd have used a demon to restrain a Stacy to rape.)
2) The demon prince tricks the main foid in the book. She is a lesbian who was raped by a man and has PTSD from it.The demon prince teaches her a spell that lets her transform herself into a demon that has super-strength to overpower rapists. She uses it to torture her rapist to death and then starts teaching other foids to use it...except what she's just done is doomed the earth to be taken over by demons. Every time a mortal uses demonic magic, it weakens the barrier between the material plane and the abyss and lets more demons through.
3) Said main foid (along with the fact that the detective is a foid) will be plenty to bait feminists into giving me money for it. They'll take the bait (especially seeing how pro-feminist my first book appears to be) and buy my book and exalt Sarah Steilmann as a hero for getting revenge for her rape and Laura Unterwald as a role model who never gave in when put down by her male boss. They, much like Sarah herself, will be completely unaware that they're assisting their enemies.
And the big one, XY Plague. A segment from the book: (And yes, the characters are actually named Stacy and Chad.)
I am Alex Roman, Ph.D. of Pharmacology. I have it all -- big house with a swimming pool and a home theater, a BMW to drive to work every day, a Corvette for fun, a boat and a truck to pull it, and a job that pays enough to buy all those things. I can play golf on weekends, I can build a five thousand dollar PC, and I have a seventy inch mounted television to play Xbox on. I work for one of the biggest pharmaceutical companies in the world, and they pay me big bucks to design, develop and test new medications for everything from the common cold to cancer. Right?
Wrong. There is one thing I don't have and it's killing me inside. Stacy.
Stacy is the receptionist in my building. She's not as smart as me -- few people are -- but aside from that she's perfect. Gorgeous raven hair, brilliant green eyes, an infectious smile, smooth skin, perfect face...there's just one problem. She won't even acknowledge me. I say hi to her every morning and every morning she grabs the phone and pretends to make a call when I do. I sometimes watch her through the lab window. She doesn't know I can see her put the phone down as soon as I leave the lobby.
Every afternoon when I leave, I see her boyfriend Chad come to pick her up. She doesn't drive -- I suspect Chad doesn't allow her to -- and he's all "bitch, get in the car" when he shows up. Sometimes Stacy comes in with bruises barely hidden by makeup. I know he beats her. He drives a Ford that has to be twenty years old, he has no job (I've heard Stacy bitch about it in the break room), and he beats her. Yet she won't just leave him and run to me. But he's six foot three and I'm five foot four. He's got a perfect jaw, hunter eyes, and a muscled frame. I've got prey eyes, a skinny frame, and no chin. That's how it always goes for me, any girl I like finds a guy like him.
If I don't want to die alone, I need to destroy Chad. I need to destroy all the Chads.
This bacteria will do the trick. It attacks the testicles as they make testosterone. It fuses with the cells, just like mitochondria once did, and it causes them to build the molecule wrong. Instead of a man-boosting hormone, now it's a toxin. As high as his T levels are, he'll die quickly. But all the men will die from it. Until I release the cure -- a technetium shot that activates the kill-switch I built into the bacteria's DNA. Technetium isn't found in nature, so nobody will stumble upon it on their own.
Chad will die. There will be ten women to every man. I'll be the savior of the world -- and Stacy will finally love me.
