CHAOTIC CHATROOM!

Angry Post-it Notes

[SShadee entered the chatroom]
SShadee: What is life
SShadee: Why are we even here
SShadee: What happens when we die
[Ian entered the chatroom]
Ian: Stop
SShadee: Is there such a thing as karma?
Ian: SShadee you're making my bwain hurt stahp
SShadee: Will Ian ever have more than one brain cell?
Ian: EXCUSE ME?
[Davido entered the chatroom]
Davido: Heyo
SShadee: Will David ever get a life and leave his laptop?
Davido: Oh wow the second I log in here-
Ian: Don't worry he's already insulted me
SShadee: Hush I am lamenting on the mysteries of life
Davido: So my laptop is now a mystery of life?
Ian: Apparently so is my one brain cell
Davido: I'll tell yah what a life mystery is. How exactly 304 post-it notes found their way into my room and stuck themselves all over my laptop and desk
Ian: What did they say?
SShadee: Were they yellow?
Davido: They said 'Gotta go fast'. I was not amused. I'm still not
SShadee: Were they yellow?
Davido: WHAT DOES IT MATTER IF THEY WERE YELLOW OR NOT
SShadee: I like yellow
Ian: *snorts*
Davido: ...yes they were yellow
[SmartassSerbian entered the chatroom]
SmartassSerbian: So you like yellow huh
SShadee: I got another question
David and Ian: *loud groan*
SmartassSerbian: Heh?
SShadee: Does Leather really taste of ice cream?
Davido: OH OH! I KNOW THE ANSWER TO THAT! OH PICK ME PICK ME!
Ian: LOL we all know how you know that
Davido: Stfu
SmartassSerbian: I do not
SShadee: Yes, David!
Davido: YAY! He doesn't. He tastes a bit like cinnamon
SmartassSerbian: ...'SCUSE ME?
SShadee: Oh ok
Ian: How d'you know that David? Huh huh huh?
[Davido left the chatroom]
SmartassSerbian: Oh god what have you done he's making angry noises
SShadee: Angry blonde hedgehog noises?
SmartassSerbian: ...he's now resorted to screaming into my pillow I'll brb
[SmartassSerbian left the chatroom]
Ian: PFFFT
SShadee: AngryHedgehog.jpeg
Ian: Omfg SShadee how did you even photoshop that
[Kuledud3 entered the chatroom]
Kuledud3: WHATSUP BITCHES?!
Ian: Not much dude, you?
Kuledud3: I'm a kulegril now
Ian: That's pretty cool
Kuledud3: Thanku :3 and I have super cute bf Robiiiiiin
Ian: Aww I ship it!
Kuledud3: :)
Ian: SShadee where did you go?
SShadee: Derp is being rather distracting
Ian: ...
SShadee: Without a shirt
Ian: ...SShadee-
SShadee: And without-
Ian: HE IS MY BROTHER I REALLY DON'T WANT TO KNOW!
Kuledud3: XD
SShadee: No Derp really there's no need to put clothes on-
[Moderator Ian kicked SShadee from the chat]
Kuledud3: PFFT
[Mod entered the chatroom]
Mod: DID SOMEBODY SAYYYY, MODERATOR?!
Kuledud3: OH NO MY MINECRAFT CREATION NO KILL IT
[Leather entered the chatroom]
Leather: What in the hell- AHH DAVID NO IM SORRY PLEASE DONT KILL ME-
[Leather's PC has lost connection to the server]
Ian: ...I think David just killed Leather
Mod: That sounds like a terrifying friendship right there
Kuledud3: *screaming at Moderator* LEAVE THIS DOMAIN WICKED DEVIL CHILD
Mod: *to Ian* Who in the hell is he talking to?
Ian: ...
[Derp entered the chatroom]
Derp: Ian did you kick SShadee
Ian: No, I've only punched him once
Mod: *facepalm*
Derp: No did you kick him from the chat
Ian: He was talking about...you and him and....*uncomfortable* s-sexy things
*awkward silence*
Kuledud3: Could you have sounded anything more like a virgin then
Ian: IM NOT A VIRGIN
[Leather rejoined the chat]
Leather: ...well that was an odd time to enter the conversation
Derp: Oh my god Ian why
Ian: RRR
[Ian left the room]
[Tomska entered the room]
Tomska: HELLO FELLOW BEINGS
Leather: Hi- NO DAVID STOP- JHVSJHGXJHGSUHBSJHGS
Derp: Hello
Tomska: MY NAME IS THOMAS "TOMSKA" RIDGEWELL AND I AM HERE TO SHOOT YOU ALL *grins whilst bringing up gun*
Derp: WAIT WHAT
Leather: THERE'S A WILD DAVID ON MY HEAD HELP
Mod: WELL AS THE MODERATOR I AM TOO PRETTY TO DIE SO- CYAAA BITCHES *explodes out of chatroom*
Kuledud3: *screams* I ALWAYS KNEW THIS DAY WOULD COME
Derp: YOU ALWAYS KNEW AN ENGLISH YOUTUBER WOULD COME TO SHOOT YOU?!
Leather: *falls out of chair* OW
Kuledud3: IM SORRY FATHER I KNOW I HAVE SINNED FOR MY BRONY OBSESSIONS
Derp: *looks at him* You deserve to die for that
Leather: That's harsh- OW DAVID STOP IM SORRY ABOUT THE POST-IT NOTES IT WAS JUST TOO TEMPTING
Tomska: *starts singing* SHOOT ALL YOUR PROBLEMS AWAY! *bang bang*
Derp and Kuledud3: *girly screams*
[Leather was dragged away from his computer again]
Tomska: Ahaha I was just messin' with yah, this gun only shoots blanks
Derp and Kuledud3: *relieved sighs*
Tomska: *picks up rocket launcher* this gun however-!
[Tomska was kicked by Author]
Stop trying to kill my characters Tom goddamnit
Derp and Kuledud3: *hyperventilating*
[Snapple entered the chatroom]
Snapple: Okay one, where is my brother, and two, WHY DOES AUTOCORRECT THINK THIS IS MY NAME. IT MAKES ME SOUND LIKE A GODDAMN GINGER SNAP.
Derp: Who are you?
Kuledud3: Are you ginger?
Snapple: My name is Shrapnel, I'm Leather's brother, you may remember me from a few convos back. Also no I am not ginger
Kuledud3: Hehe, snapple
Snapple: ...
Kuledud3: Heheh *pig snort*
Derp: *shakes head*
Kuledud3: Oh! Robiiiiin wants me. Nice talkin' to yah nerds
[Kuledud3 left the room]
Derp: That...happened
Snapple: Is Leather okay? I kept hearing him screaming from the other room
Derp: Well, David kept attacking him for sticking post-it notes all over his computer
Snapple: Damn I knew that was a bad idea
[Davido entered the chatroom]
Davido:
Snapple: Hey David
Davido:
Derp: ...
Davido:
Snapple: ?
Davido: IF ANYONE ELSE STICKS POST-IT NOTES ON MY STUFF AGAIN I WILL ACTUALLY BURY THEM ALIVE
[Davido left the room]
Snapple and Derp: 0_0
Wow, someone's feeling hormonal
Snapple: PFFT XD
Derp: He kinda scares me...
Snapple: Who does, David?
Derp: Yeah...
Snapple: Don't worry, he's harmless. Unless he laughs loudly right next to you, then your ears bleed. And unless you do what Leather decided to do, and call him Sonic for a whole day, then he'll, y'know, bury you alive
Derp: o-oh okay
[Mark entered the chatroom]
Mark: HALLO
Derp: Hey Mark! How's Warf?
Mark: He's good, still murdering people in his spare time. Gimme some! *high fives and secret handshakes Derp* Yeah! How's my Derp doing, good?
Derp: Yup!
Snapple: Oh, hi. I don't think we've personally met...?
Mark: No I don't think so either. Name's Mark. Also known as Markimoo, Markiplier, King of the Squirrels, and usually, 'OOOHHHH MAAARRRRK~' in fanfictions. *shakes his hand* Nice to meet you...?
Snapple: ...I-I'm Shrapnel
Mark: Your username says Snapple though
Snapple: ...Autocorrect
Mark: Ahh, that makes sense now
Derp: I'm gonna go guys. Kinda fancy making a cake. Anyone want some-?
[BOSS entered the room]
BOSS: WHOEVER MENTIONED CAKE THEN YES PLEASE
Derp: Alright-y
[Derp left the room]
BOSS: HI MARK
Mark: HI JACK
BOSS: how are you Markimoo? Still reading those Septiplier fanfics?
Mark: ...IT WAS A PASSING PHASE OKAY
BOSS: *wiggles chunky eyebrows* OH YEAAAH SUUURE. I know you want me really
Mark: STOP IT
BOSS: XD
Mark: *silently fuming*
BOSS: But Maarrrk, you're my lil' goofball :3
Mark: You just had had to go and fucking propose to me in front of a whole panel of people at PAX didn't you?
BOSS: Yep :3
Mark: ...
BOSS: Can I kiss you?
Mark: NO!!!
BOSS: XD
[Toxic entered the room]
[Warf entered the room]
BOSS: 0_0
Mark: 0_0
Warf: MARK
Toxic: JACK
Warf: I cannot trust you alone with this Irishman Markimoo!
Toxic: Jaaaaaaack what have I told you about shameless flirting when I'm not around :(
BOSS: I'M SORRY IT WAS JUST TOO TEMPTING
Toxic: I thought I taught you better than that dammit! You're meant to take them to dinner first!
BOSS: I have taken him to dinner, several times
Toxic: Without other people
BOSS: Oh
Toxic: C'MON
[Toxic grabbed hold of Jack possessively and flew out of the chatroom]
Warf: MARK
Mark: WARF
Warf: I LOVE YOU
Mark: Aww, I love you too
[Warf left the chatroom]
Mark: *sassily* Excuse me we were having a moment here Mr Pinkstache
[Mark left the chatroom]
[Leather cautiously entered the now empty chatroom]
Leather: I think...I think I escaped- *yelps as the room suddenly all goes black*
Leather: *rapid breathing*
Leather: ...H-hello?
*from somewhere in the room*
???: Well hello there Leather
Leather: *eyes widen*
???: *sound of a knife being slowly sharpened* Y'know, now we're alone... I think you need to be taught a lesson about leaving my post-it notes alone~
Leather: *girly- I mean, manly, scream* DAVID NO PLEASE- OOF *gets pounced on*
Davido: YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD ESCAPE HMM
Leather: I'M SORRY IT'S JUST...YELLOW IS SUCH A TEMPTING COLOUR
Davido: I. AM. NOT. SONIC.
Leather: OKAY OKAY- are you however, a blonde hedgehog?
Davido: ...
Leather: *slowly smiles*
Davido: You mother-
Leather: ARGHHHHH!
[Shrap entered the pitch-black chatroom]
Shrap: HEY NOBODY STABS MY BROTHER WITH SHARP POINTY OBJECTS BUT ME I RESERVE SHARP PENCILS SPECIFICALLY FOR THAT PURPOSE- woah...what's going on here...?
*silence*
Shrap: Y'know...if you guys wanted some time alone in the dark you only had to say...
Leather: SHRAPNEL I SWEAR TO GOD
Shrap: xD
Davido: C'mon Shrap don't take it like that I'm only tranna kill him for God's sake
Leather: HE HAS A KNIFE
Shrap: Oh. Oh dear. Whatever shall I do about that? Hmm?
Leather: David, do me a favour and kill Shrap after you kill me okay?
Davido: I'll take that as your dying wish so okay
Shrap: Do him a favour and make it quick please. Amen.
[Shrap left the chatroom]
Leather: Why couldn't I have been an only child
Davido: He'll be an only child in a minute
Leather: This is pretty drastic for post-it notes you know
Davido: I'm not really a sane person don't take it personally
Leather: You sit on my bed and stare at me on my computer fixedly all day whilst threatening to hug me constantly you think I don't know that
Davido: Just making sure. And those are killer hugs. Hugging's a killer for you anyway.
Leather: Thanks you're such a good friend
Davido: Ikr
[Shrap suddenly re-entered the chatroom armed with a nuke gun]
Shrap: Oh hey just thought I'd DROP BY AGAIN *starts firing it in random directions*
Leather: EXCUSE ME WHAT
Davido: *whiny* SINCE WHEN DID IT BECOME SO DAMN DIFFICULT JUST TO KILL SOMEONE?!
*chatroom explodes because of Shrapnel's over-extensive and irresponsible use of nuclear weaponry goddamnit Shrap you had one job*
Derp: *enters the wreckage holding his cake in his arms for Jack* Um...h-hello? ...damn I was gone for half an hour...
Poor Derp, someone needs to revoke Shrap's gun privileges. Wait...where did he even get that gun from-? ARGH!
Tomska: SHOOT ALL YOUR PROBLEMS AWAY! HAHA! *shoots at and cracks the screen into the chatroom* *blackness*

...this part is over now.

You can go now...

No really you can.

Also- YOU'RE A NERD-!

(A/N: Goat Simulator chapter is in progress.)