Brozone Brain Rot

Brozone cah 12

“MTV’s new reality show features eight washed celebrities living with blank. What are the celebrities living with?” John Dory says, placing the card in the middle of the table before taking a swig of his mixed drink.
“Ironic that we’re getting cards like this considering who we are. I think it's stupid.” Floyd giggles, sliding his card across the table to JD.
“Stupid, stupid,stupid.” Clay repeats as he shuffles his hand before finally settling on a card.
“God this game is going to take forever if we all have shitty hands.” Branch groans, slapping a card down before taking a swig from his beer.
“Yeah, I might actually have a chance this game.” Bruce teases, sliding his card across the table, it stopping next to Floyd’s.
“Ok, MTV’s new reality show features eight washed celebrities living with Shapeshifters. Ooo, it's just like clue. Nice. MTV’s new reality show features eight washed celebrities living with me time. Hell yeah, nice. MTV’s new reality show features eight washed celebrities living with whipping it out. Wow, so just a normal reality TV show? MTV’s new reality show features eight washed celebrities living with sexual tension. Pfft, really? This is the shit card? Sexual tension. Which one of you?” John sighed playfully.
“Me! Hell yeah, the first time I've got a point right away.” Bruce chuckles, taking the card from JD.
"Good for you Brucie.” John Dory says from behind his glass as he drinks from it.
As Clay draws the next black card, there is a knock on the bunker door.
Branch smiles smugly as he sets his cards down and gets up.
“Wait, tell us who it is." John speaks up, quickly setting his cup down and making a movement like he's going to stand up.
“What? Why?" Branch asks, turning back around.
“You always do this where you invite someone, don't tell us who it is until they arrive and we're caught off guard. So before you go answering the door, tell us who you invited. Started off with Hickory, then prince D and Cooper, queen Barb, Delta Dawn, Riff. I'll ask again, who did you invite this time?” JD says in a matter of fact tone as he stands, bracing his hands on the table.
There's a slight stare off between the oldest and youngest, only being interrupted by another knock on the door.
Branch turns away from John to shout up the elevator shaft that he'll be there in a second.
John Dory glares at Branch as Branch pulls out four more chairs before going to answer the door.
“Which four people would he invite? If it was Poppy and Viva, either he or they would have told us. Cooper is with his parents along with his brother so it's not those two. If it was Barb, we would have heard a guitar riff as her announcement that she's here. Riff would have knocked. Delta would have given the door a kick just once, maybe twice if she had been waiting awhile. He did have that same smug look when he invited Hickory, but looked directly at me and John. Who else would he invite?" Floyd pursed his lips as he thought aloud.
His thoughts were answered when they heard the elevator coming back down with Branch laughing and talking with the people he invited.
Before they could see the full bodies, the Brozone brothers could tell who Branch had invited.
He had invited Kismet, the other boy band he had been in.
They could see the yellow and teal glitter from Boom and Hype, acid washed pants from Ablaze, goggles hanging around Trickee’s neck as he tied his hair back.
Brozone (minus Branch) we're suddenly feeling various things. Happiness because Branch invited his friends, a sinking feeling as they watched their little brother look so happy with his friends and a little angry that they hadn't been told beforehand who was coming.
“Anyways, I got some chairs out for you guys. Sit wherever. We got beer, wine and I'm sure John Dory won't mind making a couple drinks if you want.” Branch laughed as he sat back in his chair and picked up his cards.
Each of the other members of Kismet picked up a chair and moved around the table, Hype making sure to sit in between Branch and Floyd.
Floyd purses his lips further to prevent his annoyed noise from escaping.
Once all of them are settled, Boom sitting next to Floyd, Clay and John moving closer together, Ablaze sitting on JD’s right, Trickee sitting between Ablaze and Bruce, Bruce chose to sit close to Branch, wrapping his arm around his little brother protectively before Clay reads out the black card.
“When Clay remained unmoved, Floyd told grandma that he blank. Fuck you, you little shit.” Clay grumbled, narrowing his eyes at Floyd playfully.
“Oh yeah, we’ll just watch you guys play. That’ll be fun.” Ablaze said sarcastic but playfully.
“Oh yeah, we need cards.” Boom said, popping open a beer on the table.
“Hey, don’t break my table!” Branch joked but there was some seriousness to his voice.
Clay took a chunk of white cards out of the box, shuffled them before dealing them out to the rest of Kismet.
“Wow, these cards are weird. Floyd dying? Like dude, what the fuck?” Trickee chuckles, throwing out said card and picking up another one.
“Look, not everyone has a cheerful sense of humor, some of us like it dark.” Floyd says, putting his card down.
“Fucking hell. I like some shit like that but, like you dying? A card that your brother made?” Trickee said, taking a swig from his beer.
“No, I made that one. It’s ironic.” Floyd said, smiling smugly.
“Branch, your brother is fucked up.” Hype whispered to Branch.
Branch snickers, shaking his head playfully as he hands Clay his card.
“Hope you don’t mind the dark humor because this game is full of it.” Clay says, taking the white cards from the other members of Kismet.
“When Clay remained unmoved, Floyd told grandma that he….a micropenis. Fucking hell. Shut up, stop laughing. When Clay remained unmoved, Floyd told grandma that he the green eyeliner. These don't even make sense! When Clay remained unmoved, Floyd told grandma that he the gays. Can I get one that makes sense, please? When Clay remained unmoved, Floyd told grandma that he John Dory at 55. Terrible. When Clay remained unmoved, Floyd told grandma that he the three fifths compromise. When Clay remained unmoved, Floyd told grandma that he poor life choices. I mean, it’s kind true. When Clay remained unmoved, Floyd told grandma that he a good fuck. I think that’s the exact opposite of what would happen. When Clay remained unmoved, Floyd told grandma that he poorly-timed Holocaust jokes. Wow, these are all awful. It's going to be so hard to pick. I guess John Dory at 55.” Clay sighed defeatedly.
“Hell yeah, that was me! Twice in a row!” Bruce cheered as he grabbed the card off the table.
“Good job Brucie. JD’s got so many problems but blank ain’t one. Fucking hair.” John said after drawing the next black card.
“Hehe, so many good options.” Floyd mumbled under his breath as he shuffled through his hand.
“Fuck so many good options.” Hype grinned slightly evilly.
“Yes, I know there’s so many cards that would be good for this one.” John Dory said defeatedly, closing his eyes for a moment.
Branch smiled smugly as he set down his card next to Bruce’s and Trickee’s.
“I’m playing the safe option since I’m so close to him which means I’m more likely to get wacked.” Clay joked, shyly sliding his card next to the others.
“I’m not!” Floyd said with a shit eating grin as he placed his card down.
“Well what don’t you have problems with John Dory?” Boom asked honestly, looking through his cards.
“I’m not even going to humor that.” JD said, taking a swig from his glass.
“From what I’ve heard he’s got back problems, is single and lonely and is old.” Ablaze smirked, giving a sideways glance to John who glared at him.
“Oo, I got one.” Boom said happily as he set down a card.
John Dory sighed heavily and shook his head slightly, grimacing.
“Damn, you guys are ruthless. I guess it could be worse. You could have had your family literally abandon you as a small troll.” Hype said calmly as he finally set down his card.
All the brothers grimaced, John especially grinding his teeth.
“Hype, no. Not the time.” Branch said, gently nudging him.
“Well, you have all the cards. Read them.” Ablaze said, giving a pointed look to Hype as if to silently say ‘don’t cause drama’.
“JD’s got so many problems but a monkey smoking a cigar ain’t one. Wow, this is a card. JD’s got so many problems but Floyd’s gay ass ain’t one. All of them are problems, including him. JD’s got so many problems but Morgan Freeman’s voice ain’t one. Sounds about right. JD’s got so many problems but that’s homophobic ain’t one. Doesn’t make sense. JD’s got so many problems but holding hands with Queen Poppy ain’t one. Why would I hold hands with her? Anyway, JD’s got so many problems but John Dory’s square ass head ain’t one. My head’s not square! JD’s got so many problems but the tempur-pedic Swedish Sleep System ain’t one. Sounds nice. JD’s got so many problems but picking up girls at the ab-abortion clinic ain’t one. Oh my god, fucking shit. The sleep system wins because I’d like that. Fuck y’all.” JD sighed, holding the card out.
“Yes, I had that.” Clay jumped up, grabbing the card.
“Really played the safe option huh?” Bruce teased, swirling his drink.
“Yeah, have you seen John hit? He has a bad back but I’ve seen him chop wood with his machete. He’s got a lot of power in his arms.” Clay said, grabbing John Dory’s arm and holding it up to show off his muscles.
“Damn, wish my arms looked like that. What’s your workout routine?” Trickee asked, propping his elbows up on the table.
“I don't have one." John said honestly, taking a drink from his glass.
“What?! There's no way you don't have one with biceps like that!" Ablaze said in shock, nearly dropping his cards.
“I don't. I don't do anything to work out my arms or any part of my body. I just do stuff.” JD shrugs.
"How?! That's not fair. What stuff could you be doing that gives you muscles like that?” Trickee asks, flabbergasted.
“If I may interject, you two know how you ask me how I get muscles and I told you I just do survival stuff. That's pretty much the same thing JD does but he's been doing it longer and probably much harder. So that's probably how he got so toned. Like Clay said, he chops wood with a machete. That takes quite a bit of force.” Branch spoke, swishing his drink with his finger.
“Well let's see those bad boys then since you're apparently bigger and stronger than Branch." Boom teased, smirking behind his glass.
John blushed but stood up and rolled up his sleeve to show off his arms.
Ablaze wolf whistled and yelled “take it off", cupping his mouth with his hands to make it louder.
Branch blushed at his friends objectifying his older brother and