Helluva Next Gen

*Blitzø rolls his eyes and whispers back* "Fine... I'll tell him." *He sighs and looks back at you* "Aatish, do you want to know what your mommy and daddy do in bed?"

*holds up a picture of a stick man holding a knife and a realistic body with it's chest ripped open with guts and blood pooling every where* cannabilism.

*draws more blood on the stickmans mouth and starts drawing s burning house behind it*

*adds a small rainbow before putting more flames and running people*

(UHHHH 30 MINUTES LATER and ozzie is just sitting in the corner completely beaten up)

*Ozzie sniffles* "I'm sorry..."

you better be!

*Stolas leans in to get a closer look* "Oh, it looks like a person with a lot of stitches... kind of like Prince's drawing."

*drop kicks prince into the sun*

*Everyone is taken aback by the sudden violence. Blitzø almost chokes on his coffee, Stolas' feathers fluff up in shock, and Prince is sent flying out the window with a loud scream. The room is silent for a moment before Blitzø speaks up* "What the fuck was that?!"