It was a bright and sunny day. The sun shone brightly across tilted towers.
Oliver Cromwell was flying the battle bus across the map ; players scrambling to the exits, trying to find the perfect landing spot.
"Wow.. would you look at all that bloody loot?" Logan said under his breath. Suddenly he felt a hand caress his lower back. Logan looked back to see his good friend, Stalin, giving him a nonchalant yet cheeky grin.
"You're so right baby.." he chuckled. "Shake your bloody dreads Joesiph!" Logan giggled, a blush spreading slightly across his cheeks as he watched Stalin shake his dreads (in a nonchalant way).
"Last stop for Tilted!" Nettspend shouted in excitement. "That's righty-o my boy, last stop for Tilted!" Oliver exclaimed.
Logan grabbed his backpack, ready to deploy his glider when he looked next to him ; he noticed a young man full of testosterone looking at him. His cheeks flushed a light pink when he saw a Logan glance back at him.
"OI mate, you got a bloody staring problem?" Logan snarled, feeling as angry as he was when Ethan changed his phone wallpaper to a bad photo of him. "Oh no... I just.." the stranger looked away for a moment, then looked back ,"I just thought you were pretty... err...". The stranger's face went bright red for a moment. "I'm.. pretty..?" Logan felt his heartbeat speed up "Pretty ugly."
"Pretty ugly..?" he thought to himself "how can he call me ugly?! He's uglier than me!"
Logan's brows furrowed and he reached to his back pocket.
"Haha- im just kidding. The names Roberto-" Roberto's eyes widened when he caught sight of Logan sliding this strange device out of his pocket.
"What is that.." Roberto narrowed his eyes. "Wait.. k-kim jong un..?!" Roberto's mouth hung wide open ; unable to speak. All he could do was stare at him as Kim Jong Un ripped off the mask of Logan — an evil grin spread across his face
Stalin watched this unfold, holding nettspend tight for a sense of comfort.
"Muahahah!" Kim jong un laughed menacingly as he lowered his finger tauntingly towards the big red button ; savouring the sweet ooey gooey goodness of the fear in Roberto's eyes
Beeeeeeeeeepp...
Suddenly the ceiling opened up and 4 men dropped down. Infront of Roberto and the others, stood Thomas R. Martin, Hitler, Babar Patel and Big Justice with A.J in hand, using him as a bomb.
"Together we are.. THE BIG 4!" they all exclaimed, posing as if they were in some sort of anime. "And im A.J!" Squeaked A.J, pulling a silly face.
"C'mon boys! No time to dilly dally." Kim Jong un said sternly. "That's right! Enough horsing around gang!" Hitler giggled, twirling his hair around his finger in a flirtatious way.
Suddenly, Babar Patel swung his humongous ass fist in Roberto's face ,"it's big daddy's time to shine.." he remarked before stripping his clothes and giving Oliver a lap dance
"Oh boy oh boy! I think im gonna~" Oliver moaned as Babar rubbed his submissive skinny twink femboy/boytoy thighs against his growing member.
"Shii bru this lowkey funuhyuh" Nettspend joked Stalin patted him on the ass "Nett! Now is not the time for fun and games!" "But Stalin I-"
Suddenly A.J came flying at the both of them, screaming "WE BRING THE BOOM!" before he exploded into flames
"Thats what we do.. haha.." Big Justice smirked and rubbed his forehead. "I already miss you, not-so-little buddy.." he sighed.
"Pssssst let's go.." nettspend whispered to the others — now that the BIG 4 were busy moping over the sudden explosion of that absolute unit A.J.
The group snuck into the toilet, all huddled together.
"I have a plan." Nettspend said, pulling out his notebook from his bum crack.
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"Dude... is this really your notebook?" Said Stalin, rolling his eyes and facepalming "Dude! Not the time! Stick with me here!" Pleaded Nett.
Suddenly, a loud rumbling came from the plumbing.
"Skibidi toilet?!" They all explained
"Brr skibidi I can make you free! Come down the toilet with me!" Skibidi said, offering a skibidi hand to the gang.
Before they knew it, they got shot out of a pipe ; covered in yucky mucky stuff.
"Thanks skibidi!" Exclaimed Roberto — deploying his glider as they all glided slowly into the distance, nearing tilted towers
Nearby stood Marie and Viktor (In this world, Marie is Jesus and Viktor is Satan).
"Viktor! Im telling you, Frankfurt sausages are disgusting and disgraceful!" Marie droned on "No no no. If you keep up complaining, I'll eat you instead. Shut up you bitch you're only 3." Viktor snarled angrily, taking a bite out of a comically large Frankfurt sausage.
Suddenly they both looked up to see the 4 men gliding down to tilted towers.
"Looks like our time has come, huh Viktor?" Laughed Marie. "Yeah, let's go help them." Said Viktor, "Aaafter I finish my sausage.." "We don't have all day, come on!" Shouted Marie as she reluctantly grabbed Viktors volumptuous arm and flew towards them, as they began to land on the top of tilted towers.
"Well team.. THAT was tiring.." said Oliver, dusting himself off.
"HELP ME! HELP ME!" Came a voice from below
"Wait.. is that..?" Whispered Roberto
"Waiter waiter! One cup of attention please! Gee whiz.. did ya hear that guy Viktor, how can someone be so loud" laughed Marie, turning to face the gang.
"Hi guys im Viktor this is Marie and we need your help to get this annoying ass dude out of here. He's making so much noise! Way to disturb the peace.." sighed Viktor.
