And now for the meat of this fanfic.
Edvine: Yes! leading 67-55-47-20!
Cuddles: Boom! Headshot!
Edvine: DAMN IT!
Cuddles: Heh heh...
Pop: Backstab, bitch!
Cuddles: DAMN IT!
Pop: Melee is overpowered...
Nutty: This Master Chief hates it when he's devoid of sugar! *kills all 3 of our characters*
Edvine: Hey, man! Dick move!
Cuddles: What the hell?!
Pop: DAMN IT!
Nutty: ^_^
*about 10 menit later*
The score: 199-188-179-67.
1st. Nutty
2nd. Me
3rd: Pop
Last: Cuddles
Cuddles: DAMN IT!!
Nutty: Double ^_^
Edvine: Is that even possible?
Pop: Apparently, it is now.
Cuddles: Weird...
Nutty: Come at me bros! I just hit the 200 point mark!
Edvine: Oh, it's on now. Cuddles, Pop, gabung forces with me! Take Nutty down at all costs!
Cuddles: Right!
Pop: Sounds good to me.
Nutty: OH SHIT!
Edvine: Now, Cuddles! Stick a Plasma grenade on him!
Cuddles: Boom, right on his nads!
Edvine: Pop, shoot the plasma grenade with whatever anda got! It only takes one hit!
Pop: My aim isn't the best, but I'll see what I can do!
*In-game, Pop only fires one bullet, but it hits the grenade, causing an instant kill.*
Nutty: *in shock*
Pop: Now, Edvine! Run for the hill!
Cuddles: Not this time!
Pop: Cuddles, anda backstabbing asshole!
Cuddles: I get that a lot. WHAT THE?!
Nutty: That's for killing Edvine's guy!
Cuddles: Where the fuck did anda get the Gravity Hammer?!
Nutty: Like I'd tell anda that.
(I now lead 229-226-219-200)
1st. Edvine
2nd. Pop
3rd. Nutty
Last. Cuddles
Cuddles: Yeah, that's right. I closed the gap.
Nutty: Pop, focus on Cuddles! Don't let him near the hill!
Pop: How merciless should I go?
Nutty: As much as fucking possible.
Pop: On it.
Edvine: Made it!
Cuddles: Get the fuck away from that hill!!!
Pop: Not if I have anything to say about it!
Flippy, in the kitchen: Wow, those four are going all out. I expected it to be over oleh now.
Edvine: 245... 246... 247... 248-- WHAT THE FUCK?!
Nutty: Boom, Spartan Laser! Also, headshot.
Edvine: Oh, I see. Alliances come and go as fast as Sprint Cup racecars.
Pop: Nutty, why not let him win?
Nutty: This is a cutthroat game where there's no such thing as friendship. My Little pony can suck it if all the ponies were playing this game.
Edvine: *uncontrollably laughing*
Cuddles: Now to just stay untouched for 15 lebih points...
Pop: Not today.
Cuddles: FUCKING PLASMA GRENADE!
Pop: Edvine! GO! GO! GO! Get those last two points!
Edvine: Okay!
Nutty: Not this time dude.
Pop: Cuddles, cut down Nutty for me!
Cuddles: I'm cutting anda down first!
Pop and Nutty: Did that double kill just happen?!
Cuddles: Yes it did.
Edvine: MADE IT! 249... 250!!! Game over! I win!
Final game score: Edvine: 250
Pop: 248
Cuddles: 242
Nutty: 239
Edvine: That was close.
Nutty: The joys of getting rid of time limits.
*This will be my biggest fanfic yet; the number of parts is yet to be determined, but it will be lebih than 4. One thing's for sure: Flippy will flip out and chaos will ensue. The only pertanyaan is when.*
Edvine: Yes! leading 67-55-47-20!
Cuddles: Boom! Headshot!
Edvine: DAMN IT!
Cuddles: Heh heh...
Pop: Backstab, bitch!
Cuddles: DAMN IT!
Pop: Melee is overpowered...
Nutty: This Master Chief hates it when he's devoid of sugar! *kills all 3 of our characters*
Edvine: Hey, man! Dick move!
Cuddles: What the hell?!
Pop: DAMN IT!
Nutty: ^_^
*about 10 menit later*
The score: 199-188-179-67.
1st. Nutty
2nd. Me
3rd: Pop
Last: Cuddles
Cuddles: DAMN IT!!
Nutty: Double ^_^
Edvine: Is that even possible?
Pop: Apparently, it is now.
Cuddles: Weird...
Nutty: Come at me bros! I just hit the 200 point mark!
Edvine: Oh, it's on now. Cuddles, Pop, gabung forces with me! Take Nutty down at all costs!
Cuddles: Right!
Pop: Sounds good to me.
Nutty: OH SHIT!
Edvine: Now, Cuddles! Stick a Plasma grenade on him!
Cuddles: Boom, right on his nads!
Edvine: Pop, shoot the plasma grenade with whatever anda got! It only takes one hit!
Pop: My aim isn't the best, but I'll see what I can do!
*In-game, Pop only fires one bullet, but it hits the grenade, causing an instant kill.*
Nutty: *in shock*
Pop: Now, Edvine! Run for the hill!
Cuddles: Not this time!
Pop: Cuddles, anda backstabbing asshole!
Cuddles: I get that a lot. WHAT THE?!
Nutty: That's for killing Edvine's guy!
Cuddles: Where the fuck did anda get the Gravity Hammer?!
Nutty: Like I'd tell anda that.
(I now lead 229-226-219-200)
1st. Edvine
2nd. Pop
3rd. Nutty
Last. Cuddles
Cuddles: Yeah, that's right. I closed the gap.
Nutty: Pop, focus on Cuddles! Don't let him near the hill!
Pop: How merciless should I go?
Nutty: As much as fucking possible.
Pop: On it.
Edvine: Made it!
Cuddles: Get the fuck away from that hill!!!
Pop: Not if I have anything to say about it!
Flippy, in the kitchen: Wow, those four are going all out. I expected it to be over oleh now.
Edvine: 245... 246... 247... 248-- WHAT THE FUCK?!
Nutty: Boom, Spartan Laser! Also, headshot.
Edvine: Oh, I see. Alliances come and go as fast as Sprint Cup racecars.
Pop: Nutty, why not let him win?
Nutty: This is a cutthroat game where there's no such thing as friendship. My Little pony can suck it if all the ponies were playing this game.
Edvine: *uncontrollably laughing*
Cuddles: Now to just stay untouched for 15 lebih points...
Pop: Not today.
Cuddles: FUCKING PLASMA GRENADE!
Pop: Edvine! GO! GO! GO! Get those last two points!
Edvine: Okay!
Nutty: Not this time dude.
Pop: Cuddles, cut down Nutty for me!
Cuddles: I'm cutting anda down first!
Pop and Nutty: Did that double kill just happen?!
Cuddles: Yes it did.
Edvine: MADE IT! 249... 250!!! Game over! I win!
Final game score: Edvine: 250
Pop: 248
Cuddles: 242
Nutty: 239
Edvine: That was close.
Nutty: The joys of getting rid of time limits.
*This will be my biggest fanfic yet; the number of parts is yet to be determined, but it will be lebih than 4. One thing's for sure: Flippy will flip out and chaos will ensue. The only pertanyaan is when.*
