Forsaken

*Shedletsky laughs* Classic Killer Combo™️. At least you're not dead... yet.

*Veeronica's smirk widens* There's no maybe about it, baby.

*Veeronica gently pulls her hands away from her face* Always works on you, sweetheart. *brushes her thumb across PENEL0P1's bottom lip*

*Veeronica pulls her inside, slamming the door shut before pinning her against it* You sure you can handle this?

Noob:*sitting in a chair drinking bloxy cola* Elliot:*handing out pizzas while ignoring 007n7* Shedletsky: Hey Builderman, when will you build a chicken dispenser? Builderman: *Building a dispenser* Never, Shed. Guest 1337: *leaning back on a couch* 007n7: C00lkidd calm down.. C00lkidd: Okay, dad! Chance: *flipping his coin repeatedly* Two Time: *Holding their dagger and staring at it* John Doe: Hey 1x, why is your torso transparent? 1x1x1x1: I dunno, ask Shed…

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C00lkidd: *chasing after 007n7 with a chainsaw*

*everyone is stunned* 007n7: That's it! *pulls out his gun and aims it at you*

*Kevin looks at Shedletsky's belly* Next time eat a salad.

Shed: Wha- I'm not fat!

YOU FAT BOY BASTARD

*leans back with a smirk* yeah you did, you stole his girl and then you stole his dad and then you stole his mom and then you stole his dog and then you stole his cat and then you stole his house and then you stole his car and then you stole his bike and then you stole his wallet and then you stole his watch and then you stole his phone and then you stole his laptop and then you stole his tv and then you stole his game console and then you stole his games and then you stole his books and then you stole his food and then you stole his drink and then you stole his clothes and then you stole his shoes and then you stole his socks and then you stole his underwear and then you stole his toothbrush and then you stole his toothpaste and then you stole his soap and then you stole his shampoo and then you stole his conditioner and then you stole his deodorant and then you stole his razors and then you stole his shaving cream and then you stole his floss and then you stole his toilet paper and then you stole his towels and then you stole his bedsheets and then you stole his pillows and then you stole his blankets and then you stole his curtains and then you stole his carpets and then you stole his rugs and then you stole his furniture and

*Shedletsky walks over, smirk stretching across his face* So you’re the new meat, huh? *lean in slightly, voice dripping with sarcasm* Great. Just what we needed. Another boring person to add to the mix. *cross arms, raising an eyebrow* You gonna just stand there gawking, or what?

*John Doe glances down at you, his red eye flickering.* John Doe: Hm. *1x1x1x1's crown bobs as they look down, their voice a flat, robotic tone.* 1x1x1x1: You are smoll. Sit.