Joy: Air, I gotta hand it to ya. Avril Lavigne is pretty great.
Air: I knew you'd like her.
Joy: She did a version of Nickelback's 'How You Remind Me'- AMAZING.
Rainkeeper: HA! You like NICKELBACK?
Nightflyer: Nickelback? You got me NICKELBACK?
Joy:.....Fight me.
Air: What do people have against Nickelback? I don't understand.
Joy: I like they're just the next Barry Manilow.
Rainkeeper/Nightflyer: BARRY MANILOW?!?!?
Rainkeeper: Hate that guy.
Nightflyer: Totally.
Hosts:.........
Seashell: We're going to a Barry Manilow concert, right?
Rainkeeper: Hell yes.
*players appear*
Clay: Yo.
Seashell: Soy.
Clay: Soy sauce?
Rainkeeper: Low sodium soy sauce!
Joy: We're murderers!
Air: The SIMPSOOOOOONS.
Nightflyer: This is why we don't say Yo.
Fatespeaker: So, what are we doing today? More kissing?
Seashell: Yep.
Tsunami: More killing?
Air: Yep.
Players:.......
Glory: Great.
Joy: Congrats Tsunami!
Tsunami: Uh, NO. Whatever honor it is, give it to Riptide first so I know its safe.
Riptide: What am I? Your poison tester?
Tsunami:......Why did my mother never use you for THAT job?
Riptide: Because she didn't want me to have food.
Tsunami: Still though, she's been nearly poisoned 32 times.
All:.......
Joy: Well, if that irony, I don't know what is.
Seashell: HMMMM, I WONDER who could have poisoned her that many times!
Joy: Hey, back off, the sarcasm belongs to me.
Nightflyer: Tsunami, you have to play Kiss, Marry, Kill.
Tsunami: What's that?
Joy: It's a game where you're given three people, and you have to decide which one to kiss, which to kill, and which to marry.
Tsunami: Got it.
Nightflyer: And for the sake of this dare, kisses will last for a minute, kill will be done in Scarlet's battle arena, and you can divorce whoever you marry after a day.
Tsunami: Kay. Who's my people?
Hosts: *starts laughing*
Tsunami:.......So.....Not Riptide, then.....
Seashell: *snaps talons*
*Morrowseer, Kestrel, and Dune appear*
Peril: Mother!
Sunny: Dune!
Glory: Jackass!
Morrowseer:.......Go to hell.
Deathbringer: See you there!
Rainkeeper: So on, Tsunami.
Air: OMG.
Rainkeeper: What?
Air: I just realized your name is two letters away from being Raisinkeeper.
Rainkeeper:........Wow.
Joy: *bursts out laughing*
Joy: ALL HAIL PRINCE RAISINKEEPER!
Rainkeeper: I'd shut up if I was you, Jo-Jo.
Joy: Oh dear moons no.
Tsunami: WHY IS THIS GAME SO EVIL!?!?
Seashell: It's kinda like Dance Dance Revolution. You think it's gonna be fun, and next thing you know, you're in torturous hell.
Air: No one in the history of torture has been tortured like the torture you'll be tortured with.
Joy:.....Can I steal that line?
Air: No. It belongs to Crowley, and Crowley will keep it forever. *wipes away single tear*
Joy:.....If Crowley comes back, can I use the line?
Air: Yes.
Rainkeeper: Kiss, Marry, Kill, Tsunami!
Tsunami: *stares at Morrowseer, Kestrel, sand Dune*
Tsunami: Well, I want to kill them all.
Joy: Unfortunately not an option.
Riptide: This is so gross.
Clay: I know.
Peril: There's a 2/3 chance Tsunami is going to kiss or marry my mother. This is disturbing.
Tsunami: If I kill Morrowseer, then I'm gonna have to kiss or marry KESTREL or DUNE. But the alternative is just NASTY......
Tsunami: *shudders*
Joy: Just DO it.
Tsunami: Kiss Kestrel, Marry Dune, BRUTALLY SLAUGHTER MORROWSEER.
Rainkeeper: Done.
Seashell: Kiss first.
Nightflyer: *covers Air's eyes*
Tsunami: *kisses Kestrel*
Peril: *screams in horror*
Clay: *nearly throws up*
All: *revolted face*
Tsunami: *actually throws up*
Kestrel: Weakling. And EW.
Joy: Kill time!
SEashell: *snaps talons*
*appears in Scarlet's arena*
Tsunami: *rips Morrowseer to shreds*
All:.......
Glory: Nice. Not slow enough and bloody enough though.
Riptide: Feel better Tsu Tsu?
Tsunami: MUCH better.
Seashell: Marriage time!
Tsunami: Wait. I actually have to MARRY him?
Hosts: YEP!
Joy: But he goes back to being dead after this, so technically we're just making you an instant widower.
Tsunami:......Okaaaay.....
Nightflyer: Dearly beloved,
Glory: We're not dears.
Tsunami: Nor are they beloved.
Nightflyer:.......Sup random peeps, we're gathered here today because Tsunami was forced to marry the depressed one legged Sandwing known as Dune.
Dune: Thanks.
Nightflyer: Tsunami, do you agree to stay married and not murder him for 24 hours?
Tsunami: Ugh, FINE.
Riptide: *cries*
Nightflyer: Dune, do you agree to the terms and conditions?
Dune: Agree.
Nightflyer: Did you READ the terms and conditions?
Dune:.......Sure.
Nightflyer: Okaaaay. Then by the power invested in me by the Pastafarian Church of the flying spaghetti monster, I now pronounce you disgustingly canon for one day.
Tsunami: Dare done?
Joy: Dare done.
Tsunami: Wonderful. *kills Dune*
Sunny: NO!
Nightflyer: *facetalons* I JUST said-
Tsunami: Hey, you wanna marry me to someone, marry me to Riptide.
Riptide: *head snaps up* Uh, WHAT?
Tsunami: Shut up and agree to the terms and conditions.
Riptide: I agree. I agree to have-
Nightflyer: Air, what did I say about adding inappropriate Destiel fanfictions quotes in here?
Air:.....Not to.
Nightflyer: And what were you about to do?
Air:....But it was so perfect!
Nightflyer: Air, NO.
Air:.....FIIIIIINE.
Nightflyer: Excellent. Ripnami, get over here.
Rainkeeper: *plants colanders on Riptide and Tsunami's heads*
Nightflyer: SUP PEEPS. YOU TWO WANNA BE CANON? WELL GUESS WHAT, YOU ARE. I SHIP IT. KISS THE BRIDE.
Riptide: *kisses Tsunami*