Mr. L looked at the huge barbecue they had going outside.
Mr L: What the hell are you doing?
Turmoil: Food.
Devil: How do you know if you can't see?
Turmoil: I'm blind, not disabled.
MX brings 50 kilos of corpses.
MX: I brought the food!
Lord X: And I'll bring the drinks!
Mr L: But that's a va-
Furnance: I'M WAITING FOR PIECES OF SHIT-!!!
Starved: BRING IT NOW, I'M STARVING TO DEATH!
IHY: Like your homeland.
A FEW MINUTES LATER
Turmoil: What am I eating?
MX: That's a Tails leg.
Xeno: Can I have a Whisper liver and a Jet arm?
Furnance: Here you go, bro -hands the order
Mr L: These chicken ribs are delicious!
Starved: They're falcon ribs!
Fleet: I thought that Jet was a chicken!
Lord X: Let me eat in peace, points!
Furnance: LEMUR LUNGS ARE COMING OUT!!!
Corrupt: HEY, I WANT THOSE!!!
Needlemouse: HEY FRIENDS, HOW ARE YOU!?
Faker: WHAT'S SHE DOING HERE!?
Majin: How did you get these?
Starved: We went hunting for Corrupt's replica!
Corrupt: We should have brought a few crocodiles!
Mr L: Wasn't it an alligator?
IHY: -blows fire on its meat- Whatever!
Rewrite: CORPSE FIGHT!!!
Turmoil: What the- -gets punched with a roasted arm
Stanley: TAKE THIS!!! -throws a liver
Lord X: I'm outta here -teeps off
Furnance: DON'T WASTE MY FOOD
Devil: Time to get some kills -pulls out his katana from who knows where
Diablo: DID SOMEONE SAY CHAOS!?
MX: No
GB: PASS THE EGGS AND RIBS!!!
Starved: What the hell?
Fleet: What am I doing here?
Satanos: No idea
Dictador: Stealing food
Needlemouse: Never changes -grabs Faker
Faker: SAVE ME!!!
Soul Tails: What are we doing here?
Soul Knux: You expect me to know?
Fleet: I ALREADY SAID THAT, STAKE!!!
Soul Tails: WHO ARE YOU CALLING STAKE!?
Soul Eggman: I HAVE THE MASTER PLAN!!!
Furnance: Bro, this isn't the time.
Corrupt: Nah, let him continue. -eats a Rouge head like cotton candy.
Sunky: Anyone got me some food?
Majin: Here, little one. -gives him a caramel apple.
Xeno: Where did you get that?
Corrupt: He did a Krico from the "They are chewing me" thing, pulled it out of his-
Majin: No! -knocks her out.
Fatal/Satanos: HAME-HAME
Everyone: Excuse me, what?
Fatal/Satanos: HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA<
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Needlemouse and Faker stare at everyone lying on the floor, looking like they've been through the wringer.
Faker: ......
Needlemouse: smiles - Want to eat them?
Faker: -prays softly- Satan, save me
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