Air: You underestimate the amount of fun you can have with glow sticks.
Seashell: *dumps out a barrel of glow sticks*
Seashell: I don't believe you. Go nuts.
*ten minutes later*
Air: *has glow stick earrings, necklaces, and bracelets, is also wearing a glow stick sash*
*the room is lit up with glow stick chains*
Nightflyer: *running around with glowsticks wands and yelling harry potter spells*
Rainkeeper: *releasing his inner cat and playing with glowstick lanterns*
Joy: *basking in the glow of her glowstick crown*
Kelp: *has made a glowstick fan and is frantically waving it back and forth*
Seashell:.....
Air: Never underestimate my glowstick abilities.
*players appear*
Sunny: Wha- GLOWSTICKS! I WANT SOME!
Air: *tosses her a handful of glowsticks*
Sunny: This. This is gonna be a good day.
Joy: HA! That's what you think.
Other players: *now very wary*
Nightflyer: IN OTHER NEWS,
Joy: WE WENT TO A STRUTS CONCERT AND LUKE EFFING SPILLER WALKED RIGHT BY US AND WE GOT A PICTURE WITH HIM.
Rainkeeper: So Joy is still freaking out about that.
Joy: HOW THE FUCK WOULD I NOT BE FREAKING OUT STILL??? HE SAID HE KNEW BARNS COURTNEY. THAT'S- THAT'S LIKE-
Nightflyer: Harry Potter being best friends with Han Solo?
Air: Dean Winchester being pen pals with Chloe Decker?
Joy: LIKE AELIN ASHRYVER GALANTHYIUS AND FEYRE ARCHERON GETTING TOGETHER FOR TEA ON SATURDAYS, YEAH, I'M FREAKING OUT. PLUS LUKE SPILLER IS FREDDIE MERCURY REINCARNATED SO IT'S THE CLOSEST I'LL EVER GET TO A QUEEN CONCERT AND OH MY MOONS.
Glory: Did anything they just said make sense?
Deathbringer: No. None of it.
Seashell: Alright, since Joy has officially lost it, I might as well start the dare.
Joy: BTW THRONE OF GLASS PEOPLE? I MET ROWAN. WTF IS IT WITH SARAH J. MAAS AND PURRING HOT GUYS?
Kelp: Take a walk, Joy.
Joy: NOPE, IMMA TAKE A RUN. *sprints away*
All:.........
Seashell:......*snaps talons*
*Clay turns into a cow*
All:.......
Tsunami: Oh.
Glory: *starts laughing*
Starflight: SOMEBODY TAKE A PICTURE PLEASE!
Sunny: Clay? You good?
Clay:......
Clay: Um.....
Peril: I'm just gonna say I have no comment.
Clay: This is weird and disturbing.
Fatespeaker: No it's not! EMBRACE THE WEIRDNESS, CLAY!
Riptide: Why-
Clay: YEAH!
Clay: MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
Peril/Glory: *facetalons*
Deathbringer: This is a fun dare. What's next- everybody else gets turned into their favorite food?
Air: Uh, not exactly.
Joy: *dumps a pile of wood and newspaper on the floor and sprays lighter fluid on it*
Sunny: ....Whatcha doing there, Joy?
Joy: *lights match* Nothin. *lights fire*
Fatespeaker: Rich started a fire. Sorry what?
Starflight: Oh no.
Glory: You just realized where this was going, didn't you?
Starflight: Please let me be wrong.
Peril: Why'd you guys light a fire? If you need something burned, you could've just asked me.
Rainkeeper: Well, we thought you would've had reservations about burning this particular thing, but okay.
Kelp: We need you to cook Clay so that they rest of you can eat him.
All:.........
Clay: Moo?
Players: *start screaming*
Tsunami: NO. ABSOLUTELY NOT.
Seashell: Sorry, but them's the rules.
Glory: THERE IS A LINE. SOMEWHERE IN THIS MADNESS, THERE HAS TO BE A LINE DRAWN IN THE SAND. REMEMBER THE LINE, SEASHELL???? I REMEMBER THE LINE. AND CANNIBALISM???? GUESS WHAT? IT MURDERED THE FUCKING LINE!
Nightflyer: We burned the line a long time ago.
Sunny: When we started this game, I knew some miserable things were going to happen.
Sunny: Was I prepared to be emotionally and physically scarred? Yes. Was I prepared to kill my relatives and kiss dragons that I would sooner carve my own eyes out rather than kiss? Yes. BUT WAS I PREPARED TO HAVE MY BROTHER BE TURNED INTO A COW AND HAVE TO EAT HIM? NO.
Kelp: Sunny, I'm the newest dragon here and even I know that there's no way to be prepared for what happens here.
Joy: What happens in Truth or Dare, stays in truth or dare.
Riptide: Three moons, I miss when we actually got truths. It was a break from endless torture.
Air: *shakes Jar of Sorrow*
Air: Yeah, no, I'm not seeing any truths in here.
Riptide: *sobs*
Joy: *forces cow Clay towards the fire*
Clay: NO! I DON'T WANNA BE EATEN! I DON'T WANNA DIE!
Peril: Now you know how your dinner feels every day.
Clay: IF THIS IS SUPPOSED TO TURN ME VEGAN, PERIL, IT'S NOT GONNA WORK! GIVE ME BACON OR GIVE ME DEATH!
Joy: Well I don't have any bacon, sooo *throws him in the fire*
Players: *all screaming as Clay is cooked and made into hamburgers*
Rainkeeper: Eat up!
Players: *freaking out*
Deathbringer: Glory, our children are officially psychopaths.
Glory: Yes, and I BLAME YOUR FAMILY FOR IT.
Deathbringer: What did I do?
Glory: *glares*
Deathbringer: Oh... right.... The murderous psychopath assassins...
Sunny: So who's gonna take the first bite?
Players:.........
Peril: I have a really dirty joke I could say right now, but there are children present, so I'm just going to say it in my head and then do this. *eats hamburger*
Other players: *disgusted expressions*
Riptide: I gotta ask....
Riptide: What's it taste like?
Peril: A normal burger? *laughs nervously* I hate myself.
All: *reluctantly eats burgers*
Sunny:.....Nope *throws up*
Glory: *shuddering and scarred*
Air: OH MY MOONS.
Starflight: what?
Nightflyer: YOU ACTUALLY ATE HIM.
Tsunami: That was the dare, wasn't it?!?!!?
Kelp: Well, yeah, but we didn't think you'd actually EAT CLAY.
Fatespeaker: But-
Seashell: EW, JUST EW.
Joy: Y'all are sick.
Riptide: HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT TO US?
Rainkeeper: Because that's just nasty, duh.
Air: Gross.
Hosts: *walk away shaking their heads*
Players:.......
Players: *stare into the camera like they're on the office*