Nightmare, finally losing it, "Meet me in the living room at five o' clock. Bring a battle axe and some pepper spray and be prepared to abandon your religion.
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Lust, running into the living room, brandishing a battle axe; "FOR SPARTAAAAAA" he cuts the coffee table in half, spilling burning coffee on Killer who was sitting on the couch, nearly cutting off Dust's foot, as he was laying on the floor contemplating, and earning a collective groan from Geno and Nightmare, who are on opposite sides of the mansion.
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"It's time for the second coming of the sawdust bandit." Killer says into a shitty camera while stuffing sawdust into everyone's socks. "They will learn to appreciate my art."
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It's early in the morning, the sun just peaking over the horizon. Geno is making some coffee, Nightmare's reading a book at the table, and out comes Error from his room for the first time in a week. Geno looks up as he approaches: "You're... wearing your running shorts." He says, looking confused."Yep."
"But it's like, 6 in the morning?"
"Yep."
"...Okay, have fun I guess."
Error closes the front door after putting on his shoes. Geno looks over at Nightmare; "He was wearing a hoodie and running shorts-"
Nightmare looks up from his book. "Yeah?"
"But it wasn't his normal hoodie, it was his sad hoodie. And it looks like it's been washed."
Fresh bursts into the room and runs to the window. "DUDES HOLY FUNK, STRINGY-MC-GLITCH IS OUTSIDE FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER!" he opens the window and waves as Error runs by. "RUN LIKE THE WIND. BRO, I LOVE YOU-"
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Cross enters his room to find a cantaloupe in a thong has been placed on his bed. He picks it up, confused.Nothing happens. He doesn't know who put it there. It's just there.
He throws it out the window, forgetting that it was closed, and making the glass shatter.
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"RUN, BITCHES!" Killer screams, beginning to throw many articles of sawdust-filled clothing at everyone in the living room. It is chaos.
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Lust, muttering to himself at 3am, "Pe-nus? More like Peen-sus..."
___I have no fucking clue what I'm doing anymore