Rusty Disguise (Jojian)*Frank

Yo chill

science has failed our mother earth
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 "Sorry about that he's been sick I think" Frank said entering the room proceeding to sit on the couch across from Ian adjusting his Gucci shades "O-Oh i'm sorry." Ian said flustered immediately "Don't be, nigga doesn't even pay rent." Frank said putting the briefcase on the table "Ian i'm going to need to you to get this shit open." Frank said attempting to crack it open "Oh yeah sure." Ian responded moving over to the briefcase startled a bit from how it moved "U-Uh you sure Frank?" Ian said nervously then getting the idea from the way Frank looked at him unenthusiastically.

 Ian slowly hesitantly moved his hands to briefcase then opened it shockingly almost effortlessly "Thanks faggot." Frank laughed making ian turn to him then look into the case in horror as a demented familiar face smiled back at him, sewn shut eyes, cracked skin and drawn on mascara eyes. "ore wa ochinchin ga daisuki nandayo." (lol you actually fell for this shit.) The distorted figure laughed before snapping his fingers transporting the three to another realm. Pink-Guy crawled back into the room with a boombox and ukulele "b0ss.." Pink-Guy mumbled his voice full of hurt but he gathered himself and went off out of the apartment, he had more important things to do since imposter Frank was distracted.

 Ian cracked open his eyes seeing a bright blue skies then long grass surrounding him realizing he was in the infamous Rice Fields. A disgusting black figure arisen from the fields next to him looking back at the scared confused man "w-who are you, wheres Frank?" Ian said shell shocked too afraid to even try his content cop defense tactics "ore waaa ochinchin." (I am the dark lord Chin Chin, there is no Frank anymore.) Chin-Chin cackled swinging the imposter Frank's glasses teasingly. "You're lying! I don't believe you, y-you son of a bitch." Ian protested loudly charging at the dark lord then falling over himself into the grass. "ochinchin." (are you retarded?) Chin-Chin asked reappearing behind the fallen idubbbz making Ian scoff madly.