Day 12: SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECH

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Hey, what if the Chaos Crew fell into RR?

RR X House Skit crew/actors & Content creators

Ft. ME, Rinzler, Box, Hershey, Split, Diamond, TScott, etc.

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"REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"

The Humans(?) fell into a pile from the rift.

"Scott, can you please shut up, respectfully."

"We just fell into somewhere. Who shoved us into The Closet?"

"Not me! I don't even live- never mind, Rinzler keeps me in the basement."

"Can all of you get off me? I can't breathe."

The humans rolled off poor Nether, standing up and looking around.

"Father, where are we exactly?" Flower asked.

Rinzler looked around the area and looked at the glyphs burned into the ground.

"T-F-C... Oh, we're in Ruined Reality."

"Fantastic... We're all going to get our SOULS FREAKING SUCKED OUT!" Nether screeched.

"Calm down Nether. If we're here then the camp should be this way..."

They crest the hill to see the destruction of the infected camp.

"...Did you forget it was infected?"

"SCREEEEEEEEEEEEE-"

"Scott, buddy." Sans grabbed Scott's shoulder. "We need to actually be smart okay?"

"I AM-"

"Soooo... Were do we go that's not infected?" Box asked.

They heard a cluster of inhuman screeches, and Rinzler sighed as he pulled out a netherite sword.

"Did you guys forget the era we're in?" He pointed to the dark, soul-filled sky. "If we meet the Soul Eater, we're dead."

"And now there are a bunch of zombies after us because we were too loud." Flower pulled out a dagger as the others pulled out their weapons. "Fantastic!"

"You didn't think to mention that there were zombies here?" Box summoned Balance's great sword as the zombies rushed toward them.

"Well everyone else here works on this universe or has at least watched it sooo..." Hershey loosed a few arrows at the heads of the undead.

"Let's just kill these things and then figure out why we're here." Split said as he decapitated a soulless zombie going for Hershey.

"Agreed."

The creatures screeched and they screeched right back, starting the slaughter.

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