Sub->CL
17 year old man who looks 37
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Bart: Hey kids, ever heard of looksmaxxing? I'm a looksmaxxer.
The classroom went quiet.
Not the normal kind of quiet, this was heavier, like even the buzzing fluorescent lights above them were trying to listen. A kid in the back coughed. Someone dropped a pencil. No one laughed.
Bart leaned back in his small chair which creaked like it had been tired of him for years. At twenty, he looked wildly out of place, eyes that had seen way too many detentions and not nearly enough consequences.
“Yeah,” Bart continued, tapping his cheek like he was demonstrating something important. “Appeal. PSL. You gotta optimize what you’ve got.”
A girl in the front row raised an eyebrow. “Dude… why are you 30 and in middle school?”
A couple of kids snorted. Most just stared.
The teacher, who had long since given up asking questions about Bart’s situation, adjusted his glasses. “Let’s just get back to—”
“No, no,” Bart cut in, standing up. The chair screeched loudly against the floor. “This is important. You all walk around looking like NPCs. No aura. No dimorphism.”
“Sit down, man,” muttered a boy two desks over, arms crossed.
Bart turned slowly. “You got something to say nigger?”
“Yeah,” the boy said, standing up too. “You’re twenty and in seventh grade talking about ‘looksmaxxing.’ That’s embarrassing.”
The class shifted. This was more familiar territory.
Bart smiled, but it wasn’t friendly. “Embarrassing? Nah. What’s embarrassing is thinking I don't mog you to fuckin death.”
The boy stepped closer. “You wanna test that?”
The teacher started forward. “Both of you—”
Too late.
Bart poured sugar in his mouth according to Nocturnal Kent's IGF-1maxxing guide. Then one step in, shoulder turning, and then his fist snapped forward in a single, clean motion. It connected with a sharp crack, not exaggerated, not dramatic, just sudden and real.
The boy stumbled backward into a desk and DIED.
Silence slammed back into the room.
Bart shook out his hand once, calm again, like he’d just erased something off a board.
“Bonesmashed”, he said quietly, sitting back down.
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