Rainkeeper: We're back!
Joy: It feels like it's been forever.
Nightflyer: Too long.
Seashell: But we'll be here for Valentine's Day, don't worry!
Joy: Wait a sec....... Where's Air?
Nightflyer: Locked in a cave somewhere.
Rainkeeper: What! Why?
Nightflyer: She finished season eight of Supernatural and went crazy. I locked her up for everyone else's safety.
Seashell: OOooooh.
Air: *smashes through wall with a grenade launcher*
Air: THE ANGELS ARE FALLING!!!!! KILL METATRON!!!!!
Joy: Who's metatron?
Rainkeeper: I think he's a transformer....
Nightflyer: *facetalons*
*players appear*
Deathbringer: What up home-slice?
Joy: *head snaps up*
Joy: The fuck? What did you just say?
Glory: *sighs* He's going through some gangster 'cool' phase right now? I have no idea what he says any more.
Deathbringer: *flips on sunglasses*
Deathbringer: We're crackerlackin'.
Joy: *facetalons* Three moons, let it stop.
Clay: Aloha! *is wearing a flower necklace and a grass skirt*
Peril: *is angrily dressed like a tiki torch*
Air: *drops grenade launcher*
Air: *bursts out laughing*
Seashell:.......What. What is happening?
Sunny: Well, since you guys are always wacky....
Tsunami: We figured we'd flip the table for once.
Fatespeaker: Yep. *starts light-saber dueling with Starflight*
Nightflyer:........ W. T. F.
Riptide: What's the dare for today anyways?
Joy: Peril gets to kill all of Clay's friends.
Peril: WAIT REALLY?!!?!?
Joy: Yep.
Peril: HALLE- F***ING- JUAH.
Peril: OH thankyouthankthankyouthankyou!!!!
Clay: Peril!
Peril: SHUT UP! LET ME HAVE THIS.
Sunny: Do you really hate us that much?
Peril:.........*clasps talons*
Peril: Let's be honest here, shall we?
Peril: *points at Tsunami* You've hated me since Day one.
Peril: *points at Starflight* You're terrified of me, but you're so wimpy I don't think it counts.
Peril: *points at Glory* You also hate me, but I think a part of you respects me.
Peril: *points at Sunny* And then there's YOU.
Sunny: What's wrong with me! I've always been nice to you!
Peril: That's the bloody PROBLEM! You're too nice. You're like an annoying ray of sunshine in your eyes. You are one of like, three dragons that has ever been nice to me, and yet I still want to murder you!!.
Air:...... Wow. My mom can be a savage.
Nightflyer: All mothers are savage, Air.
Deathbringer: Yo, she savage af.
Joy: ........ Okay, I'm doing this to benefit society. *duct-tapes Deathbringer's mouth shut*
Glory: THANK YOU.
Seashell: Let the killing begin!
Peril: *smiles and hugs Tsunami*
Tsunami: Get off of m-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!
Riptide: Let her go! *tries to pry off Peril*
Riptide: THREE MOONS THAT'S FLIPPING HOT!!
Riptide: How can you stand that?!?
Clay: .....Fireproofiness?
Tsunami: *dies*
Peril: *bounds Sunny's wings*
Sunny: What are you doing?
Peril: I've wanted to do this for a while...
Peril :*throws Sunny off cliff*
Sunny: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA- *dies*
Clay: I don't wanna watch this....
Peril: *starts manically laughing and kills Starflight*
Fatespeaker: YOU LITTLE- *attacks Peril*
Fatespeaker: *dies*
Peril: *burns Glory*
* Glor: AH!
Deathbringer: *muffles angrily through duct tape and attacks Peril*
Deathbringer: *dies*
Peril: *kills Glory*
Clay: *crying*
Hosts:.......
Nightflyer: So......Apparently Riptide is the smartest one here.
Riptide: I am? Why?
Seashell: If it's hot, don't touch it. Right?
Riptide: Yea, that's obvious.
Joy: Judging by all the dead dragons, no, it's not.
Riptide:............. Oh.
Seashell: *snaps talons*
DOD: *respawns*
Air: *fires grenade launcher into the ceiling and flies out with the rest of the hosts*
Seashell: TO INFINITY AND BEYOND!!!!