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Reports of My Death Were... Completely Accurate.

Guess who’s back?

Yes, it’s me. No, you’re not hallucinating, and no, this isn’t a hologram. I, Charlie Love, have officially returned from the Great Beyond.

Why? Well, frankly, the afterlife was boring. The club scene is dead (literally), the Wi-Fi is terrible, and nobody appreciates a good guitar solo down there. Plus, I realised I had way too many unspent experience points to let go to waste.

People ask me, "Charlie, what’s it like to be resurrected?"

Honestly? It’s great for the complexion. Look at the photo attached. You think you can get that kind of "brooding, wet-hair, intense stare" look with a moisturiser? No. That is the look of a man who clawed his way out of the dirt just to play one more encore.

FAQ for the haters:

Do I eat brains? No. I’m strictly on a diet of espresso and fame.

Do I smell? Only like expensive cologne and determination.

Am I ready to rock? I was born ready. Then I died. Now I’m ready again.

Lock up your stages (and maybe hide your holy water, it stings a little). Charlie Love is back in town, and I plan on living forever this time. Or at least until the next server crash.

Let’s make some noise. 🎸⚡

Mood: Alive (surprisingly)
Music: "Stayin' Alive" by The Bee Gees