TW: Violence, and cannibalism (implied)
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Everyone in the cafeteria looked at each other. The emotions in their eyes were clearly visible, some looked scared, others seemed like they were scanning an opponent, and a select few actually had grins on their faces.
A group of particularly loud girls caught mostly everyone's attention. One of them actually threw up halfway through the video and was now weakly lying against the table on her stomach, no one tried to help her—it probably had something to do with the rumors of her being racist in the girls locker rooms, or maybe it was just the whole "kill or die" scenario we were currently in.
The next was crying hysterically and really getting on everyone's nerves.
The last girl seemed to be in a state of panic, standing on top of the table as she shouted for the whole cafeteria to hear.
"My brother is a boxing champion, he's going to find out if any of you dare lay a finger on me!"
"Shut up!"
"No one cares"
Of course, no one was intimidated by a pubescent teen girl who probably couldn't handle her fingernail being chipped.
The dokkaebi was long gone by now, disappearing to who knows where. After seeing what America had come to, with confirmation, some were finally pushed over the edge.
Grabbing an empty chair from next to them, someone hurled it towards the girl. She fell off the table in a very unladylike manner, falling backwards as she hit her head on the bench behind her.
Her screeching stopped, she was unconscious.
In a desperate attempt to stay alive, at least a third of the cafeteria ran towards that table, resulting in a massive dogpile.
I heard screams, cries, blood spilled, bones being broken.
[Time Remaining: 18 minutes]
The rest of the cafeteria had also scattered, as students started fighting with whatever they had.
I felt a light tap on my shoulder, flinching, I turned my head. Thankfully it was just Tubbo.
"Psst, Tommy. I know how we can survive."
"Huh? A-are you fucking crazy? Do you think we have what it takes to become murderers? I'm not even talking about the guilt, we're always picked last for dodgeball! We're not nearly fit enough!" I screeched.
"I don't think us being fit enough is the issue..."
"What was that?"
"Nothing! Anyways, the scenario said to kill a living being right?"
I nodded my head.
"So that means we don't have to kill humans. We can just kill the ants you threw all over us earlier! Tommy, you saved us!"
"Of course, it never hurts to be extra prepared for these kinds of situations, that's why I prepared in advance," I gloated, praising my absolute genius self before I started to slap myself repeatedly in places where I could feel the ants moving.
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FanfictionMinecraft youtubers are forcefully pulled from their average lives into an apocalyptic live-streaming service, where they now have to fight to survive.