Dragon: Yeah, let's do this! Nya!
Everyone Else: *slient*
Psycho: Say something or I'll cut your neck off.
Everyone: ...yeah.
Dragon: Weren't you gonna say, "Nya!"?
Psycho: Nah. It's becoming too overused now. *sighs, and shrugs*
Psycho: Anyway, let's start with Thatch!
Thatch: *shudders*
Psycho: *Pulls a note out of her pocket, and hands it to Dragon.*
Dragon: *Reads* OK, this is all from MasculinOvercoat. She dares Thatch to ask a fleshie on a date without killing them, but before you do that let's get to her truths first.
Thatch: Fine! Ugh, I'm ready already.
Psycho: OK, is there anyone you like in Scare School?
Thatch: *scratchs head nervously* ...um...pass?
Psycho: *growls* Dragon, bring out the CHAIR!
Dragon: Huh? What? We're not supposed to use that until the next chapter...
Psycho: *Evil Stare*
Dragon: *sweats* OK, OK! *runs to the nearest door, and comes back with an electric chair*
Thatch: Oh Dracula! Where did you get that thing at?
Psycho: *smirks* From a friend.
*Psycho then proceeds to throw Thatch into the chair, and buckles him in.*
Thatch: Let me out!
Psycho: Sorry can't, WE NEED THE HUMOR XD
Dragon: *grins menacingly* Now who is it?
Thatch: Fine its...
Psycho: *Clicks a button and sends a shock to Thatch.*
Thatch: Ow! What was that for?!?!
Psycho: No reason.
Dragon: Please go on ahead.
Thatch: Its...
Psycho: *Clicks the button again, and shocks Thatch.*
Thatch: OW! What did I do?!
Psycho: Sorry couldn't help it. *Laughs, and holds out remote to Dragon.* Here Dragon, you take it.
Dragon: Alright. *Grabs the remote, and smirks wickedly.*
Thatch: *Thatch panicks, and slowly tries to regain his breath.*
Dragon: *clicky =3*
Thatch: Yeow!
Dragon and Psycho: *giggles*
Thatch: Let me talk! Geez! OK, I like Dummy Girl!
Ra: Hey I laid eyes on her first!
Thatch: Nuh uh!
Ra and Tatch: *Growls at each other*
Dragon: *Looks over the Psycho* Should we let him go?
Psycho: No right now. We still have a few more, but while their like this we might as well tie up Ra too.
Dragon: Okey dokey! *runs over to Ra, and does what she's told*
Psycho: Ok now, have you ever drank so much that you threw up?
Thatch: Eww, gross! No! Never have, never will!
MasculinOvercoat: Well, what about blood? Have you ever gotten sick because you drank too much of it?
Thatch: No, unlike others I can hold my own. *laughs*
MasculinOvercoat: What are you implying? X(
Psycho: Alright, alright. That's enough! *Beats up MasculinOvercoat, and makes her stumble out the door.*
Psycho: Ha, that's what you get! XD Oh, wait there's more from her. ...so, Thatch?
Thatch: What?
Psycho: What's your favorite blood type, and why?
Thatch: Well, Type O is really good. I just love the salty taste, but Type A is nice too. It's sort of clean tasting, and
soft to the touch. But, there's also...
Psycho: *Steps in to his ranting* OK, too much info. Let's do the dare, and then go on to other's questions. OK, so
MasculinOvercoat dares you to ask a fleshie out without biting him, or her? ...I'm not sure why she only said him though.
Thatch: Fine, just unlock me first!
Psycho:*Unlocks him, and lets him go*
Thatch: Alright, I'll be right back.
Psycho: OK, *watches him walk out the door* Quick! Let's finish this before he comes back!
Dragon: *Nods excitedly* OK!
Psycho: *Grabs the note from Dragon, and reads over it again.* Dang it! We should've of just Kept Thatch here. Ah well. We'll
just have to do the others in the next chapter, 'til he comes back..
Dragon: Alright bye for now! Please send in a new Truth, or Dare! :) ...the more the merrier!
Psycho: *smacks Dragon on the head, and scolds her for being so silly* Hey wait a minute! How did MasculinOvercoat get here?
*Stares at her*
MasculinOvercoat: Umm..... I'm hired to edit the story and stuff, Digi hired me.
Psycho: And I thought I was the star.