9. Truth or dare

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3RD PERSON POV

2 days later




Chase: Remind me why we are all here again?

After defeating Tricky and the reapers confronting Y/N, everyone gave the usual backstory, clearing things up though there were still a lot of questions. Exhausted though, Satan proposes that since everyone is tired they should get to know each other more. Now here they are in Chase's apartment, ready to begin the event.



Satan: Aw~ I just want to get to know you all better, especially you.....Chase.

Chase: YOU BROKE INTO MY APARTMENT!

Satan: *proud* It's free real estate.

Brook: So all we're doing is Truth or Dare?

Satan: Yes! I thought it would be interesting!Now since we went along with my plan, I shall be the one to go first.

He immediately turns to Chase, grinning as he leans into his face.

Satan: Chase. Truth or dare.

Chase: *sweating* T-Truth?

Satan: What the hell did you do to get a sinner mark?

Chase:.........I killed a criminal after he confessed where he held the kids?





Satan: I see....*frown* how disappointing.

Chase: Brook truth or dare.

Brook: Truth.

Chase: What's with the ribbon on your head?

Brook......of all th-

Chase: Cmon it's just a question!

Brook: I was killed with it when I died.





Scarlet/Chase:..............*MURDER TIME*

Brook: Let's ignore what I said. *curiois* Chicken, truth or dare?

BBQ: It's BBQ sauce and dare! I'm no wuss!

Brook thought about this for a moment when he spots BBQ eating a chicken wing with the BBQ sauce.




Brook: I dare you to eat that wing without your special sauce!

BBQ: HUH?! B-But it's what makes my food taste goo-

Brook: No buts! Now get to it!

Seeing that Brook was adamant, BBQ begins biting into his chicken.

BBQ: *gag* F-fucking *belch* *GULP*

After making a lot of noises, he finally finishes his chicken wing and throws it into the open trash can before sitting down.

BBQ: That *BELCH* was disgusting.....

Filled with the need for revenge, BBQ looks around for someone to 'torture' when he sets his eyes on Azrael.

BBQ: Azrael, truth or dare!

Azrael: Why not dare?

BBQ: Stand up and let me hit you.

Azrael: Oh, seems simple enoug-

*BAM*

*CRACK*

BBQ proceeded to head slam Azrael's left foot to the side, causing him to slip and do the splits.

BBQ: FUCK YEAH!








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