Breaking Point (BFB/TPOT)

First death...

The gunshots noise was ear piercing.

As Liy lowered her gun, everyone immediately turned to see who she shot.

Pen....

Blood splattered all over the ground.

It was a perfect head shot, going right through his brain.

He died immediately....

Leafy's POV

The sight was horrifically tragic.

Everyone's face was white in fear..

Bubble was the most scared, as she was sobbing.

Tree immediately ran up to Pen, not caring about the blood staining his vest.

"Well wasn't that just fun!" Two said.

Four informed, "You are now allowed to travel around the mansion."

As everyone left the room, I stayed behind.

I wanted to check on Tree, who was crying uncontrollably.

"H-hey Tree? Are you all right?"

Tree shot a glare at me, probably not the best question to ask, I'm such an idiot...

"I-I guess you guys were pretty close, huh?"

He was silent for a bit, but then he answered,

"Yeah..."

Maybe I should of just minded my own business....

Like what Firey said...

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Tennis balls POV

"Alright, Tennisball! In order for us to survive this, we'll need to establish some ground rules." Said Golfball.

"Like what?"

"If one of us are chose to be the murderer, then we most tell each other, and work together!"

"I guess that makes sense..."

"Of course it does! I'm the number one team leader!"

"Also, one more thing," Golfball added, "We should kill the alliance."

"W-why?"

"Because they're total bitches! You saw how they were acting toward us!"

"I know, b-but,"

Golfball cut me off, "You have no right to overrule my authority, plebe."

Golfball let out a little "hmmp!" And walked away.

"S-sorry Golfball!"

"Whatever..."

"Bing bong bing dong"

"The next murderer has been chosen!"
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Pencils POV

"OMG, Pencil! This place is like, AMAZING!!!"

We were at a mini private cafe.

This place had many luxuries, like a private lounge, a hot tub, a massage room...

"I knoiw right! All the food here is deloishes!" Bubble added on.

"Although I agree, don't you think we should talk about the game?" I replied.

"Well, we are an alliance, we should help out each other whenever one of us are chosen."

"Makes sense! But who should we kill?" Bubble questioned.

I answered, "T.B and G.B, they're jerks."

"Yeah I agree, the shorty called be a sl-"

Match suddenly stopped speaking, and began choking.

"Match? Match what's wrong?"

"Bing bong bing dong"

"Someone has been murdered! The next killer will be chosen tomorrow!"

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Welp

Match is dead

Oof

:3

-tortiya