Bloody Hell

Chapter Bloody 25

Hey guyz, while reading this chapter, I just want you to listen to 'Down Under' by Men at Work. It would really fit the theme I reckon. K bye.
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As our force assembled, the carrot head's clan looked around in an almost confused matter.

Like mate, what is there to be confused about?

I ordered my group to strut over to them in one word; with that one word being 'urlosersletsgo'.

As we stood right in front of loserclan.com, I think they finally realised what was gonna go down because they came together and formed a clump. The ranga even asked me if I wanna fite.

Like are you kidding me mate? No originality, obviously.

To start this territorial war, I grabbed some Doritos and poured it over the match stick's head.

As soon as I did that, the war had begun.

Bri;an got some water in her mouth and sprayed it at them through her teeth, while, of course, pursing her lips. It was a strong combo and I thanked her for pulling out the big guns.

To retaliate, one of the losers grabbed a chair and smashed it against Bri;an's face, effectively doing nothing because Bri;an is an absolute legend.

Even though it was early on into the war, some guy did a nudie run across the battle field. We all paused immediately and clapped him because just wew. As soon as he finished and sprinted into the pub across the road, the fight continued.

Baechel looked to be doing some vampiric dance moves on some guy in that clan which was brilliantly killing him. I'm pretty sure she noscoped a couple of people too. Although, whether they were even part of this battle was unknown to me.

Even though we weren't supposed to kill them, I went with it. 'Cause y not.

Teachers were cheering us on, while sippin' sum Mountain Dew cans. What absolute legends. One even had a banner with my face on it and a beautifully detailed mullet that even had those brown smudges on the front that I couldn't seem to wash out. It brought tears to my dorito coloured eyes.

"JESUS CHROIST LORD ABOVE, OI BAE," I screamed over to Shikyla as I was giving the forks and rapping my hardest to kill Matches.

"CAN YOU NOT JUST SIT THERE AND ACTUALLY DO SOMETHIN, AYE?" I screamed at her once again, making sure to rhyme to have it flow.

She took her time getting up, and literally just glared one of them to death. I even saw some sass leave her mouth. High levelled sass.

It was actually sick as.

This clan seemed to suck so bad, that I didn't even feel sorry for them.