haha.... haha.... HAHAHAHAHA!!!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
dram: What's so funny?
ha~... ha~.... hm? Oh nothing.
dram: really... for some reason I don't believe you... you seem overly happy for some reason.
Well today IS a good day.
dram: And why is that?
Because it's the day you die! =D
dram: ......
Why so serious?
dram: Really...? I'm... dead?
Yes! =D
dram: Well... *ahem* How do I die?
Hmm.... good question. But First, what is happening in Town Suavé?!?1/1?!
*At Parama's house*
Spy: Well what do we have here today?
muzzz: It looks like...
Nik: A JACKEL?! JACKEL?! IS IT A JACKEL?! JACKEL?! IT LOOKS LIKE JACKEL?! JACKEL?! IT'S A JACKEL?! JACKEL?! A JACKEL?! IS IT A JACKEL?! JACKEL?!
DTM: Time!
Par: IF IT WASN'T RIGHT THE FIRST TIME YOU SAID IT, WHY THE HELL WOULD IT BE RIGHT THE NEXT TEN TIMES?!
*TABLE FLIP*
Spy: What a kill joy... >_>
Nik: No kidding.
Spy: Now what do we do?
muzzz: We could go pick up some CHIX!
Nik: ............................. RIGHT ON!
*At farside's house*
muzzz:
*knock knock*
FS: Hello?
Par: Well hello there... ;D
FS: .......
NiK: I've lost my phone number, can I have yours?
FS: .......... no.
muzzz: My freind over there
*points at Nik*
wants to know if you think I'm cute.
Nik: (No I didn't!)
muzzz: (SHUTUP!!!)
FS: ......... no.
DTM: COUGH! LOOK OVER HERE!... Excuse me, farside
FS: Yes, what is it?
DTM: I would like to extend to you an invitation to the pants party.
FS: ............Excuse me?
DTM: The... party. The pants... with the pants. The party with pants?
FS: Are you saying there is a party in your pants, and that I'm invited?
DTM: That's it. =D
FS: ............ no. =____=
And soon after that ordeal, farside realized that she was the only female in the town. So unfortunately, for her own sanity, she killed herself. Now what will happen the the all male population of the town? Will they survive till more women are tric- persuaded to come to the town? Who knows. But the worst part of it was,
farside22
was the
Town Cop
(Mmmm... female cops... =p).
dram: okay... so... what happens to me?
Oh right... Well... Oh I know. *ahem* With my magical mod like powers, I telepoted you on to the Polish political plane. Right when you got there you landed in the lap of the pilot when he was trying to land, and you died. =D
dram: Okay... then how am I here?
Oh I went into an alternate universe and took you from there. So really, the you here is already dead.
dram: Right... then...
DON'T QUESTION ME!... But yes, you,
dramonic
, were just a plain old
Vanilla Townie
.
dram: How boring.
On that note, let Day 3 begin! Lets hope you don't end up like the Polish political party! =D