Homestuck Typing Quirks Generator Novels & Stories

This time I would finish him. "Shaurya Agnihotri starts counting your days in reverse manner. I am coming." The room heard my growling and frustration with my utmost hateful statement.

I opened it, and my stomach did a slow, sick flip. The handwriting was a nightmare. It was a cramped, cursive script, full of loops and slanted lines that looked more like barbed wire than letters. To my eyes, it was a moving target. The words didn't just sit there, they vibrated, the "f"s and "s"s tangling together until the page looked like a map of a forest I’d never find my way out of. Disbursement... Asset Recovery... I tried to type the first entry, but my hand cramped. The letters on the screen didn't match the movements of my fingers. I deleted the line. Then I deleted it again.