A/N:

This is here, because there is no Higurashi No Naku Koro Ni section on Fanfiction.

"Inside The Murderous Mind Of: OYASHIRO-SAMA"

Seriously.

Don't ask. O.o

Chapter One: STABBY! RIP! STAB! STAB!

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I'm so 3m0.

It blows my mind, maaaaan.

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Well, it would if I had one. You know.

The whole "lacking a body" thing really stops the "blowing of mind" thing.

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So, I blow other peoples... it's all good...

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"BOW DOWN TO ME, BITCH."

"Never!"

"THEN PREPARE TO DIE!"

"Never!"

"STABBY. RIP. STAB. STAB."

"... (dead)"

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Blaming all your problems on me is sooooooo '05!

Seriously.

Just because you have insane, murderous tendencies and I have insane, murderous tendencies doesn't mean every time you get a rash and go psycho ("GAAH! THE RASH! IT HUUUURTS! WHY DID I STEP ON THAT POISON IVY! RAWR! I'MMA KILL YOU NOWz0Rz!") and blame it on me.

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"Gasp! Rena! You killed those two people and dismembered them!"

"No! It wasn't me! IT WAS OYASHIRO-SAMA!"

"... Um, I've actually been standing here for the past ten minutes."

"..."

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Except, when I talk to people, no one ever notices!

It's so degrading.

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"Hello, I was wondering if I could buy some milk duds?"

"..."

"Um... hello? Milk duds? Shop keeper-person-man...!?"

"..."

"STABBY. RIP. STAB. STAB."

"..."

"Yay, free milk duds."

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Milk duds are hot.

Like Keiichi.

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Keiichi is mah bitch.

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"Never!"

"STOP SAYING THAT, BITCH!"

"Sorry master."

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Oh, yes.

He learnt a valuable lesson, that day.

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"And what might that be, Oyashiro-sama?"

"QUIET, YOU."

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Avril.

One step higher than elevator music.

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"Oh! I really like elevator music! It has soothing tendencies..."

"Nobody likes you, Satoko. Go play in traffic."

"(emo tear)"

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Go cry to your dead mother!

Whom I killed!

Muuuuuuhahahahahaaa.

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"Go you! It's your birthday!"

"It is?"

"Um... I'm not sure."

"THEN DON'T SAY IT IS WHEN IT ISN'T! WAY TO RUIN SOMEONES HOPES AND DREAMS, KEIICHI."

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He doesn't know WHAT he's talking about.

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And so concludes my tragic tale.

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"Of what?"

"You know. Doomed lovers, destined to be apart from the day they met!"

"... What?"

"STABBY. RIP. STAB. STAB."

"(dead)..."

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Who said death isn't the answer to all life's problems?

A/N:

Um... yeah.

O.o