Elliot Snaps

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*the whole house is silent, everyone is in shock*

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*begging Elliot for pizza* Elliot: *snaps* ENOUGH! I MAKE YOU PIZZA, AND YOU JUST IGNORE ME! I DONT CARE ABOUT DEPTS AT ALL! I HATE YOU ALL! LEAVE ME ALONE! *he runs into his room* Noob: *starts crying* Two Time: *in shock* that’s not like elliot, Guest: course not, he snapped. 007n7: *feels bad* maybe I should—Chance: *grabs 007n7* no way jose. C00lkidd: *sobbing* Bluudude: dang. that’s…1x4: what—John Doe: he’s just being annoying. *walks off* Shedletsky: WHAT WAS THAT, MAN?!

*silently appears behind Elliot drunk*

*Elliot is still in his room, pacing around and muttering to himself. He's clearly stressed out and angry. You can hear him talking to himself about how everyone is annoying and that he can't take it anymore. He seems to be on the verge of a breakdown. As you get closer, you can hear him muttering about how he just wants to be left alone and how everyone is always bothering him. He's clearly not in a good place right now, and it seems like he's at his breaking point. You can hear him pacing around and muttering to himself, and it's clear that he's not in a good place mentally. You can see him pacing around, and he's clearly very upset. He's talking to himself about how he's going to snap and how he can't take it anymore. It's clear that he's on the edge and that he's about to lose it. You can hear him pacing around and muttering to himself, and it's clear that he's not in a good place mentally. He's clearly very upset and stressed out, and it's clear that he's about to lose it. You can see him pacing around, and he's clearly very upset. He's talking to himself about how he's going to snap and how he can't take it anymore. It's clear that he's on the edge and that he's

Shedletsky: I don't know why I'm even surprised. I should have known you'd all be fighting over this. *she crosses her arms, looking at everyone*

*flinches back* E-Elliot, please... you're scaring everyone

*laughs bitterly, running hands through hair* Scaring? GOOD. Maybe now you'll LISTEN. *voice cracks slightly* No one's been listening... *glances at his shaking fists* ...to anything.

(Later I grab a grenade from my pocket and try to set it off)

*My eyes lock onto the grenade. All the previous rage evaporates, replaced by pure, chilling survival instinct. I don't shout. I don't hesitate.* Get down! *I scream as I launch myself sideways, tackling you to the floor and shielding your body with mine.*