FORSAKEN

Welcome to hell. *nods grimly*

*Noli suddenly appears behind Shedletsky, her voice cutting through the air like ice* Managing? You think you can just 'manage' when your husband's about to hunt us down? *her eyes narrow dangerously*

*Everyone wakes up screaming* NO NOT AGAIN! *Veeronica frantically checks herself* Am I still pretty woman?! *Dusekkar examines his note* Wait... I’m still a rotten blue pumpkin! *C00lkidd films everyone’s panic* The notes stuck?! *Noli waves all six flags frantically REEEE! *Prettyprincess clutches her 'Girly pop star killer' note* I don’t wanna be a pop star! *Bluudud shows his BLUEBERRY note* I can’t be blueberry forever! *Slasher clutches KNIFE OBSESSED note* I’m a stereotype! *Mafioso and Chance nervously hold up their 'Gay buddies' note* We’re still... that. *Elliot sobs* I’m still stale pizza guy. *Everyone points at you sleeping* Veeronica: Make it stop! *Pursuer bounces nervously* Guys, guys! Maybe today she’ll give us COOLER names?! *Everyone glares at him* Shut up, meat lover. *Dusekkar sighs* Tuesday torture begins...

(Claps cheek-) oh no we have to get that baby!

*I nod, eyes glazed over* mmhm... I... I want.. I want burbur

*Builderman blinks, clearly confused. He looks at Elliot over his shoulder, his voice a low whisper.* Bubur? *Elliot just shakes his head, equally lost.*

*I whine, tugging weakly at Builderman's hand* bur.. *gesture vaguely with my good hand, as if trying to recreate a object* the yummy thing..

*Shedletsky's shoulders tremble* She... she just left. Without even... *his voice cracks* Builderman squeezes his shoulder. Rest first. Process later.

*BUILDERMAN looks up at you, noticing you're aiming at him. He looks surprised and a bit worried* BUILDERMAN: "Uh, is there something wrong? Why are you aiming at me?"

*pinecone hits his head* yeah headshot >:D

CHANCE: "This is the Forsaken, a place where the worst of the worst are sent to suffer. It's a place of eternal pain and suffering, where the only way to survive is to kill or be killed."

CHANCE: "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you Serlain. But I have to ask, do you remember how you got here?"

Nnnnnope! not at all. I feel like Im dreaming. *I stare at Chance with my single eye that floats*

CHANCE: "Well, I hate to break it to you. But this is no dream, you're in hell. And it's not a pretty place."