Welcome to FMA TRUTH OR DARE WITH TORTURE!!!!!!!! Hehe. We are TheDarkness2010! *Out pops two people from the shadows*
Ed: WTF????? Hey what am I doing here?????
Besani: I am Besani-chan!
Ema: I am Ema-chan!
Besani: We had to knock you out to bring you here. *Laughs evily*
Ed: *gulp*
Ema: We couldn't have an FMA truth or dare with torture without the main character could we?
Ed: Then WHERE IS EVERYBODY ELSE.
Ema: Do you think they caught on to our little trick?
-HUGE CRASHING NOISE-
Ema and Ed: What was that?
Besani: INCOMING!!! *Throws in sack full of FMA cast*
Ema: WOOO! THEY'RE HERE! *goes up to the part of the sack where Roy's head is* Can I go to your crazy gay party?
Roy: O__________________O
Besani: Now that all the cast are here, lets play dress u- I MEAN lets have cookies! *hands out cookies*
Ema: *hushed voice* Did you put the stuff in?
Besani: Of course I did.
FMA cast: *collapses*
Ema: *begins to drag males away* HELP ME! They really need to shift some weight...you would think working for the military they would be healthy...but no..and I don't think its muscle....
Besani: You know Armstrong is very heavy I need help carrying him in this sack.
Ema: COMING!
Ema and Besani: *pull Armstrong who is in a sack into the other room*
-20 minutes later-
Ema: DONE! *grins*
Besani: THANK GOD!! *STRETCHES*
Males: *Wake up and look down* AAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!
Ema and Besani: *rolling on the floor laughing their asses off*
Ema: Okaii! We have a dare from my good friend Natashabbu who does not have an account! Roy! Come over here!
Roy: *reluctantly walks over* What?
Ema: Um, I think I see fishies...come look *points at pond*
Roy: Fishies, really? *walks over*
Ema: NOW!!!
Everyone: *pushes Roy*
Roy: WAAAHHHH!!!!!!!
-SPLASH-
Besani: Oh, thats gotta be cold.
Ema: A camera courtesy of Hughes! *pulls out camera*
Roy: HELP! I CAN'T SWIM!
Ed: HAHAHAHAHA!
Besani: The shrimp can't go in, he'll rust.
Ed: I wasn't planning to. WAIT WHO ARE YOU CALLING SEAFOOD!!!!
Ema and Besani: You.
Roy: HELLO???? I'M DROWNING HERE!!
Ema: Roy...Its low tide.
Al: I thought it was a pond?
Ema and Besani: Sssssshhhhhhhhhhh.
Everyone except Roy: *silence*.
Netashabbu: Hehe.
Ema: WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?????
Netashabbu: *dissappears*
Everyone: Creepy...
Ema: *Looks at Roy and takes photo* The best thing is he's still in his dress.
Besani: The ant and Envy have to play dollies.
Ed: Who's the ant?
Besani: You dumbass.
Ema: *covers Eds mouth* ssh!
Envy: When did I get here?
Besani: A few seconds ago. Enjoy!
Envy: Oh. Okay then...I like dollies.
Ema: O__________O *gets camera ready*
Besani: *pulls out camera*
Ema: Ed! You too!
Ed: I'm not playing dolls with that bastard!
Besani: I'll get Winry to hit you with the wrench you bought her.
Ed: *sits down by Envy, muttering cursing words under his breath*
Ema: By the way, I have to thank Ed.
Besani: Why?
Ema: He taught me what fuck you is in japanese.
Ed: Yes, don't repeat that.
Besani: Kuusoooo!!!!!
Hughes: My daughter is here you know!
Ema: WAAAHHHHH! Hughes I thought you were dead!
Hughes: Oh yeah.
Besani: This isn't a childs show. Take her to day care.
Ema and Hughes: YOU ARE SO INSENSITIVE!!! *cries*
Besani: Thank you very much, I'll except that as a compliment. Ed are you done playin dolls yet?
Ed: *on floor bleeding*
Envy: I accidently stabbed him.
Ema: *crouches down by Ed* QUICK! SOMEBODY CALL HIM SHORT!!!!!
Besani: Shorty, Shrimp,
-The next day-
Besani: Ameoba, Plankton...there I'm done.
Everybody else: *souls fly out of bodies*
Besani: ...
Ema: Meanwhile, I think Roy died of Pneomonia...
Havoc: He's still in the pond?
Ema: Yup.....
Havoc: Why didn't you get him out??? You know that pond is freezing!
Ema: No reason...
Havoc: ...
Ema: At least you can get a date now *pushes Havoc in a room with a bunch of Mary-Sue's*
Al: Brother never woke up....
Ema: Oh yeah, I forgot about him.
Besani: *pushes ice pack on top of Ed*
Ed: GAH! *wakes up*
Ema: That ice pack happened to be Roy...
Roy: *wakes up* Why is Fullmetal underneath me...
Everyone: Ewwwww...*shivers and shakes*
Ema: I guess thats the end!
Besani: See ya.
We want your soul. Not really, we want your dares, your truths, your tortures, all in all, we want your reviews!
