Tamaara: HAHAHAHA! NO INTRODUCTION! Let's cut straight to the chase! We have some twilight *cough* prisoners *cough* guests this chapter! *Points to the tied, gagged, and blindfolded pair of idiots* they didn't even put us a decent fight! But, to hold up suspense, we will hold a normal round and at the end… we will torture them until there is nothing left to torture! HAHAHAHAHA!
Ivan: I enjoy torture greatly! *innocent grin while he twirls his pipe slowly in his hands*
Readers: GET ON WITH THE CHAPTER!
Tamaara: ok, ok, ok! First set!
Georgster101:
Ed, train, envy, Roy: visit the pit of... Snakes? Nope death? Nope spikes? Nope... Much worse... Fangirls! Roy: after you're brought back to life, perform you tiny mini skirts speech to a group of ultraextreme suffragists! Ed: drink this- it's cream soda. After he drinks it; nope, it's milk!
Tamaara: Ooh, fun…
Ed, Train, Envy, Roy: NOT FUN!
Tamaara: Ivan, will you help me get these four into strait jackets so they can't kill the fangirls?
Ivan: Sure, Da! By the way, can we put the noisy American in there too? He is getting on my last nerve, Da. *innocent smile*
Tamaara: Sure Ivan!
Alfred: NO! NOT THE HERO!
Tamaara: Is the hero so terrified of a few stalkerish girls that will most likely steal your shirt?
Alfred: *screaming like a small child* YESSSS!
*after many death threats and much wrestling, all of the victims were tied in strait jackets and thrown into the pit of fangirls. Very unmanly screams can be heard from within the pit.*
Ed: NO! THAT'S MY SHIRT! AHHHH! NO! MY ARM ISEN'T SUPPOSED TO BEND THAT WAY! AHHHHH!
Envy: LEAVE ME ALONE! WHY ARE YOU BEATING ME? I DON'T CARE THAT I KILLED YOUR FAVORITE CHARACTER! !
Roy: *no screams can be heard…* Why yes, I am free Saturday night… A fancy Italian restaurant? I would love to!
Alfred: *hyperventilating* STAY AWAYYYYYY FROM MEEEE! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! HELPPPP! YOU ARE POPPING MY BUBBLE! PERSONAL SPACE! MY PANTS!
Train: KYOKO! USE YOUR FANGIRL POWERS TO GET THEM OFF OF ME! COMMUNICATE! YOU ARE FLUENT IN FANGIRL!
Kyoko: I have to help Mr. Black! *leaps into fangirl pit*
Train: *emerges from fangirl pit with no shirt and scratches.*Never… again… *collapses*
Riza: *stomps into fangirl pit with fully loaded rifle* Sorry to interrupt sir… *fires several warning rounds* But we are together!
Roy: uh-oh…
Ed: WINREY! PLESE HELP ME! THEY ARE DESTROYING THE AUTOMAIL!
Winrey: *gives a shrieking battle cry and leaps into pit*
Alfred: ARTHUR! HELPPPP MEEEE! PLESEEE! I TAKE BACK EVERYTHING BAD I HAVE EVER SAID ABOUT YOU! HELP ME!
Arthur: *sigh* oh, alright *walks into fangirl pit and walks out carrying a beat up, almost nude American*
Tamaara: GET SOME CLOTHS ON!
Envy: WHAT ABOUT ME?
Tamaara: no one likes you. Goodbye! *closes fangirl pit*
David: That was one brutal dare!
Tamaara: If it hadn't of been, that would not of been fun!
David: so true, so true…
Tamaara: Now Roy, your miniskirt speech?
Roy: WHY NOW?
*Audience of suffragists*
Roy: *gives the speech, and is attacked and beaten*
Tamaara: HAHAHAHAHA! Okay, he didn't mean it!
Audience: *growls, then disappears*
Tamaara: of corse! NEXT!
AutumnLeafFall:
Okay once again I get the pixie to myself for 10 minutes in that room and then I give everyone two do whatever you want passes to the pixie so have fun!
Tamaara: HA! Twilight torture time!
AutumnLeafFall: YES! *runs into the other room and unmanly screams and cracking noises are heard from the room* HAHAHAHAHA! RUN! YOU CAN'T GET AWAY FROM ME! HAHAHAHAHA!
David: Maybe she's going a little too far…
Tamaara: OF CORSE SHE IS NOT!
David: well, that just about wraps it up for today! We own nothing and don't forget to sent dares for your hostess!
Tamaara: You mean Co host?
David: No, I mean Hostess!
*this fight goes on for several hours*