Rainkeeper: Hey Air!
Air: Hi!
Rainkeeper: Nightlfyer told me you're writing an experimental essay on the impact of Twist and Shout.
Air: Yep.
Rainkeeper: Well, that's gotta be cool right? I love experimental essays, how you get to mess with the page topography and-
Air:..........
Rainkeeper:......What do you have so far?
Air:....... *quietly hands him computer*
Rainkeeper: *looks*
Rainkeeper:.........
Air:..........
Air:.........We will never speak of this.
Rainkeeper: .......*slowly walks away*
*players appear*
Joy: You guys ever think about how, if you were murdered, the police would go through your phone? Like, think about what they would find on there.
All:........
Air: As long as they don't open my photos, I'm safe.
Nightflyer: As long as they don't open my WATTPAD, I'm safe.
Kelp: Nope, wouldn't happen.
Joy: But-
Kelp: I'd make the murderer smash my phone first. Or I'd smash it. No one can know.
Air: Wait, wait. Would our parents be able to see what the police see?
Joy: Possibly.
Air: SMASH IT. SMASH IT ALL.
Rainkeeper: Surely it can't be THAT bad-
Air: DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH SMUTTY GAY FANART IS IN MY PHOTOS?
Rainkeeper:.......
Air: I WOULD DIE.
Joy: You're already dead-
Air: I'D DIE AGAIN.
ME: In which Air is me. Air is always me.
Players:.......
Starflight: So what's our dare?
Joy: It's Easter by the way.
Sunny: What does that mean again?
Rainkeeper: It means EASTER EGGS!
Kelp: *throws an egg at Peril*
*egg smashes*
Peril: *picks it up*
Peril: Clay, want a fried egg?
Clay: Sure!
Rainkeeper: Also it was 4/20 yesterday....
Fatespeaker: Oh we know.
Glory: Practically the whole rainforest was high, despite the rule that you shouldn't get high on your own supply.
Kelp: Wait... you sell drugs?
Glory:......Dude, it's the rainforest. We have ALL the plants. Medicine, next to fruit, is one of our highest exports. That just happens to include medicinal marijuana too.
Starflight: I....I will admit that I was high yesterday.
Fatespeaker: Of course you were high, this game turned you into a drug addict.
Rainkeeper: Don't do drugs, kids.
Joy: We should just out a "Don't try this at home" Label on this book.
Nightflyer: I'll make a note of that.
Seashell: So anyways, Clay, Starflight, Riptide, and Deathbringer, c'mere.
Seashell: *whispers to the boys*
Seashell: One of you needs to kill your girlfriend.
Boys:..........
Deathbringer: NOT IT.
Clay: NOPE.
Riptide: I DON'T WANNA DIE!
Starflight: DON'T LOOK AT ME!
Deathbringer: That- that would be SO DIFFICULT!
Clay: You've met Peril, right? I can't kill her. I love her! But also, I can't kill her. Nothing can.
Deathbringer: Joy could.
Clay; With WHAT? Practically nothing harms her!
Starflight: Well, I mean, you could poison her.
Clay: Oh my moons, Starflight, WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT.
Seashell: *in an obnoxious voice* If you know I feel, why would you say that?
Deathbringer: Well don't look at me. My sole mission in life is to PROTECT Glory. Not kill her.
Riptide: But at least Glory is kill-able, so you COULD kill her.
Deathbringer: Yeah....Right.....*laughs nervously*
Deathbringer: She'd freakin rip me to shreds.
Clay: *nods quietly*
Riptide: Do I even need to tell you people why I can't kill Tsunami? Because unlike the rest of you, she would not hesitate to murder me. Like, actually, at least Glory, Peril, and Fatespeaker would have the moral hesitation of 'Should I kill the love of my life?' Yeah no, Tsunami doesn't have that. I attack her, she'll kill me dead.
Starflight: Fatespeaker is probably the easiest out of all of them to kill, right?
Deathbringer: Definitely.
Starflight: But I'd be the one killing her.
Deathbringer:... Yeah, you'd lose. No doubt about that. Riptide could kill her. I could kill her. Even Clay has a fighting chance, but you? Nope.
Joy: We all know who wears the pants in Starflight and Fatespeaker's relationship.
Riptide: Wears the what?
Joy: It's a figure of speech.
Clay: what are pants?
Joy: *facetalons*
Air:Tell you what. Why don't you draw straws? Short straw has to kill their girlfriend.
Boys:........
Deathbringer: Yeah, okay.
Clay: That seems fair.
Starflight: I'm in.
Riptide: I'm doomed, but let's go.
Air: Great! Who has straws?
Hosts:.........
Nightflyer: I'll go get the wheel.
*wheel spins, so this is as random as possible*
*wheel lands on Riptide*
Riptide:.......
Riptide: I knew it.
Deathbringer: It was nice knowing you buddy.
Clay: We'll honor what's left of you at a funeral.
Starflight: Good luck.
Joy: Just try your best, we'll understand if you fail.
Riptide:.....Well that's comforting.
Glory/Peril/Tsunami/Fatepeaker/Sunny:.......
Glory: So what's the dare?
Deathbringer: Oh, nothing for us to worry about.
Glory: I don't believe that.
Peril: We should never believe that.
Sunny: Don't trust anything anybody says in this place.
Rainkeeper: Don't listen to anything I said before, because that wasn't me! But this is me now, but in a few seconds I'll be gone forever!
Air: What-
Rainkeeper: *is carried off by a lava monster* I might be baaaaaacccckk!
Joy: Welcome to Lost.
Riptide: What's the best way to go about this.....
Riptide: Eh, why not. Joy, can I borrow-
Joy: *dumps a pile of miscellaneous weapons on the floor*
Joy: Take what you need.
Nightflyer: I've been doing the family's books for years. I take what I need.
Air: Lotta Simpsons references out here today.
Riptide: *grabs a sword and charges at Tsunami*
Riptide: AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
Tsunami: *screams*
Tsunami: Riptide! What the- *dodges sword*
Tsunami: THE HELL RIPTIDE?
Riptide: I gotta kill you!
Tsunami: Ummmm, how about No?
Glory: Wait, is he actually trying to kill her?
Deathbringer: Yep.
Glory: Well then we have to help!
Deathbringer: Nope.
Sunny: But-
Clay: Nope.
Sunny: But CLAY-
Starflight: Nope.
Sunny/Glory:.........
Peril: This is actually entertaining.
Fatespeaker: I know, right?
Tsunami: *grabs the sword and throws it away*
Tsunami: Squid brain, we can talk about this.
Riptide: *tackles her*
Tsunami: Or we can talk about it in couple therapy after you've been resurrected, got it.
Tsunami: *punches Riptide*
Riptide: *tries to strangle Tsunami*
Kelp: It's a very weird feeling watching your parents murder each other.
Tsunami: *kills Riptide*
Joy: How's it feel now?
Kelp: Worse.
Seashell: Especially since to them, we haven't been born yet.
Kelp: DOES THAT MEAN WE'RE GOING TO DISAPPEAR LIKE IN BACK TO THE FUTURE?
Joy: What? N-
Seashell: *starts fading*
Seashell: OH MY MOONS, IT'S ALREADY HAPPENING, RUN.
Joy: *snaps talons*
*Riptide reappears*
Tsunami: So, we gonna talk about why you tried to kill me now?
Riptide:.....Nope. *runs away in fear, screaming*
Glory: Was this a dare?
Clay: Uh.
Deathbringer: Uh.
Starflight: Uh.
Clay/Deathbringer/Starflight:..............*runs away in fear, screaming*
Girls:.........
Sunny: Hey, don't look at me, you all decided to date them.