The group stood a few yards from the main gate, what few trees concealing the three from sight.
"Alright, everyone know the plan?"
"Yes, you pleb. We went over it ten times just this morning!"
"Hey fuckers, keep your voices down. Don't want Scooter Patrol to see us. That would be tough as dicks."
"Move the fuck over!"
"Sorry boi."
The older man just sighed and looked across the road to the only other patch of trees within a mile radius of the place.
The two men on the adjacent side of the road looked back and nodded, poised near the wall.
"All right, fucks. Operation: Turn Around the Fucking Kid Asshole Ray-"
"Or Operation TAFKAR." The younger boy giggled before he was punched in the arm.
"-is now in full effect. GO!"
Meanwhile
"GET THIS BITCH OFF ME!" Notray yelled. Tardis was simultaneously pummeling him while Glamourhobo kicked his side. Chacason tried to pull Tardis off, shout 'WAFFLE-O' at the top of his lungs.
Misaka's nose was bleeding after a solid swing from Gh0st, both of which were squaring off. Sky remained glued to his seat, afraid to choose sides.
Mrprawes just continued his Mariokart race with Mcfolz, leaning to the side if the fight blocked the screen.
Martika was off in a corner, fearing for her life, watching the whole scene play out, eyes wide with tears.
"Everybody STOP!"
Kmzoe stood between the two warring parties, grabbing Tardis's shirt and yanking her off Notray. The apartment went quite, Mariokart put on pause.
"Look guys, we are all friends, one way or another, and we are all here to support Lord Ray! So suck it up and stop hating on each other. WAFFLE-O, people. Friends love each other."
Kmzoe's glare tore through everyone her eyes stopped on, softening when she realized where Martika had ended up.
The battleground stayed silent, some shifting in discomfort as the stare down continued.
A knock resounded through the room.
"Aw, fuck, what now?" Kmzoe sighed and headed towards the door. "Turn the goddamned game off, Mrprawes. We are gonna have a chat about everyone's behavior."
Tardis's neighbor, Lordgilbird stood at the door, concern etched onto her face.
"Um, hey Kmzoe. I heard a big commotion and then dead silence. Is everything okay?"
Kmzoe looked back towards the living room, where everyone was congregating towards the couch.
"Yeah, everything is good now." She plastered a smile on her face, trying to comfort Lordgilbird. They were closer to acquaintances than actual friends, but that didn't deter Kmzoe from showing her completely genuine kindness.
"Oh, okay. Well, I'll be next door if you need me." Lordgilbird started shuffling back down the hall.
"Hey, Gil!" Kmzoe called after her.
Lordgilbird turned slightly to look back.
"Thanks for checking on us. Maybe next time, we'll invite you over. Right now, everyone is in trouble though so...I don't wanna drag you into it."
"Oh no problem, thanks!" Lordgilbird beamed and walked back towards her apartment.
"Kmzoe! Get your ass in here! You're gonna wanna see this..."
She shut the door and turned to the rest of the group, anger seeping back in.
"Okay, where do I even start with yo-"
"SSSH!" Misaka shushed her, eyes glued to the TV screen.
"What? Don't-"
The whole party shushed Kmzoe, all eyes wide and fixed to the screen.
Tardis turned the volume up a few clicks, the sound of the news report finally registering in Kmzoe's ears.
"-the streets are in chaos with the Mods down and Lord Ray, apparently missing, only his BrownCrown was found on a sidewalk near city hall."
The group turned to each other, same horror evident on every face.
Lordgilbird burst through the door, hysterical.
"GUYS! DID YOU SEE THE NEWS?! LORD RAY IS GONE!"
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Downtown Browntown
RandomBrowntown: a place for misfits, freaks, geeks, nerds, and the like. Everyone knew each other by their screen names and no one gave a fuck about what you looked like. The only thing that mattered was being devout to the All Mighty Lord Ray. But what...
