Leo lets out a sigh as he considers the issue. Fuck, it seems like the easiest way for me to earn Work Points is to be a hacker. He thinks with reluctance. Apparently there are a shit ton of people that have collected data, documents, images and videos, of shit that they shouldn't be involved in. There are a lot of matters that would be much smoother if these people didn't collect this data, and there were a lot of Work Points being offered for data destruction. But fuck, that's like a whole new skillset, and security is always evolving; just the idea of it is making me tired. No, I have to find a different way… I just need enough work points to live a normal life… Leo thinks before continuing to look through the job list.

Leo sees a job and raises an eyebrow. As he continues to read through the job instructions his eyes widen. Are you fucking serious? Can this even be considered work? He thinks, not quite sure how to feel. Leo quickly begins to search for similar jobs and he continues to be surprised. There were a ton of work points being offered for this niche profession. A large grin appears on Leo’s face. It’s decided! I, Leo Marsh, am going to be a fanfiction writer! He decides with determination.

According to the Black Star app, writing fanfiction was a great way to release emotions and cultivate personalities, and therefor, there was a lot of work points involved with writing it. In fact, the Black Star app seemed to encourage certain rarepairs and it seemed to have a preference for some ships over others. Creating content for preferred rarepairs seemed to offer the most work points.

But it kind of takes the fun out of fanfiction… Leo couldn’t help but think. He didn’t know much about fanfiction, but he had an idea that it was a passion first sort of matter. But this… These are just jobs. They even have plot outlines already laid out. All I have to really do is just write it. Fuck, why am I already feeling like a fraud. Leo thinks as he scratches his head. Fuck it, work is work. He thinks before deciding to accept one of the jobs.

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As Leo looks through the jobs he frowns. Damn, I haven’t seen any of these shows or read any of these books. Alright, just pick a short one and we’ll watch it quickly before writing fanfiction. What? Write it without watching it? Please don’t speak heathen. Have some respect. He thinks before going through the various media consumption requirements.

Hey, never mind. I have seen or read a few of these. Not bad. Guess I’ll just get started. Leo thinks with a smile.

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And post. Now feed, my children. Feed on my creation, mwahaha. Leo thinks ominously before looking at his phone. Where are my work points? Leo asks himself before getting a closer look at the job description. Fuck! People actually have to read it for me to get points! For fuck’s sake! What do I have to do!? Pay for advertising!? Leo thinks with frustration. No. I have to join an online community. Somewhere where I can casually name-drop my fic link. Then! Then the work points will just come rolling in! Mwahaha. Leo thinks mischievously.

Leo does a quick search and a grin appears on his face. The fanfic he just wrote was for a vampire show, and this blog was called the Undead Cult. Leo smirks. It’s fitting at least. He thinks before clicking the follow button. Leo looks at the sign-up screen and lets out a sigh. Damn, the internet is so tedious. He thinks before going through the sign-up process.

Leo quickly inserted himself into various sites and followed people in the fandom or joined certain fandom groups. He wanted to be fully ingrained in the community. After that he also marked a few other fandoms that he planned to write fanfic for and did the same.

Leo smirks after all that work. My fandom web is complete. All that’s left to do now is to get some honey and catch some flies. Mwahaha. Leo thinks, satisfied with his evil plan.