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The Legendary Dewey Stone Orr

It was a beautiful Wednesday on the twenty second of June, 2005. It was an extraordinarily magnificent and absolutely enchanting day, a true masterpiece painted by the gods themselves, where the sun shone with an unparalleled brilliance, casting its radiant beams upon the world, illuminating every nook and cranny with a golden hue that infused the air with pure joy and delight. The gentle breeze caressed my skin like a delicate feather, carrying with it the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers that seemed to dance in perfect harmony with nature's symphony. The sky, oh, the sky! It stretched out like an endless canvas of azure, adorned with fluffy clouds resembling cotton candy, creating a mesmerizing spectacle that transported me to a realm of unparalleled serenity and tranquility. Every moment, every sight, and every sound of that wondrous day whispered to my soul, assuring me that I was truly alive and blessed to witness such an extraordinary slice of heaven on Earth. But not for Mrs. Stone. Because she was being rushed to the hospital by her husband, now ex-husband and her friend to the hospital as it was time for little Dewey to be removed from his mothers warm and comfortable womb.

Deweys birth was not quite what Mrs. Stone had in mind. It was, if not the most, one of the most excruciating pain she had ever experienced. It was beyond the limits of human comprehension, as if a thousand daggers pierced through her very core, relentlessly tormenting every fiber of her body. Each breath was a laborious struggle, as if her lungs were engulfed in a raging inferno, searing and scorching with an intensity that eclipsed the boundaries of agony known to mankind. Every nerve ending ignited in a symphony of anguish, sending shockwaves of torment that reverberated through her body like thunderbolts of pure suffering. Time itself seemed to warp and elongate, stretching each agonizing second into an eternity of unrelenting pain, trapping them in a nightmarish realm from which escape was nothing but an elusive illusion. Poor Mrs. Stone was in this seemingly endless cycle of pain o=for an extended time of 40 hours, when she was informed that that she would need to choose to remove Dewey from her womb by the concept of cesarean sections. Alternatively, the grim consequence awaited him, lurking in the shadows, ready to claim his life.

So she did, and young Shannon Rose Stone was b- wait what? isnt this article about some Dewey Stone Orr??? huh???? *whispering noises* oh, hes trans? wait fr? thats pretty cool! im proud of ya kid :D

Ahem, Shannon Rose Stone was born. (dw this is the only time im actually using this name Dewey will be be addressed as Dewey for the rest of this article) After young Dewey was removed from the womb, all of his relatives looked at him in pure disgust. They were baffled. relative no. 1: why the hell is her (his) nose so bloody big? (i cant say the f word so gotta be British for this article) relative no. 2: Girl you shouldve used that condom i gave you wtf is this

But little did they know, Dewey would grow up to be a beautiful man one day.

Fast forward to when Dewey turned 13, he decided that he,, was no longer his fathers little girl. He decided that in a magnificent metamorphosis that defied the very laws of nature, he would embark on an awe-inspiring journey of transformation from his assigned female identity to a resolute male existence. With unwavering determination coursing through his veins, he embarked on a transcendent odyssey, shedding the constraints of societal expectations like a majestic phoenix rising from the ashes. He was now.. something idk the first name he went by after transitioning

now, skipping to when Dewey was 16 years old, some fan account of a gacha creator he really likes posted a post asking for people to dm her as she was desperate for friends. And Dewey, being the thoughtful man he is, extended a compassionate hand to her, like a radiant sunbeam breaking through the storm clouds, offering solace and friendship in the darkest of times. With his genuine kindness and warm-hearted nature, he effortlessly embraced her into his circle, creating a sanctuary where her loneliness melted away, replaced by a sense of belonging and camaraderie. His empathetic presence became a lifeline, a guiding light in her journey to find connection and forge unbreakable bonds of friendship.... unfortunately she wasnt as cool as he thought she was,, she was actually a very transphobic idiot that hated anime for some reason,, also she would constantly fight with Dewey for dumb reasons in a groupchat they were in, often teaming up with her other friend. Who is this she, you may wonder. Well dear reader, this she was no other then the person writing this article herself. Yes, Lilac was the transphobic idiot. Yk what they say,

"Preteens can be like storm clouds on a summer day, brewing with unpredictability and moody tempests that can dampen even the brightest moments." -ChatGPT

But as days went by, Lilac started evolving into a better person, and the two individuals got closer and closer. So close, that she even took the time to write a whole article (even though she originally wanted to create a roblox game, but roblox studio was too difficult to use so here we are)



Anyways, its your birthday! you made it to 18, and i am so proud of you for that. You're literally the only reason i didn't turn out to be a homophobe, transphobe and just a full on douchbag, ty for everything youve done for me and ty for always being there for me when im upset. I couldnt ask for a better friend then you, thank you for everything <3