Wait I take that back I will write
HERE THE LAST CHAPATER LOST IN TIME
BUT NOW YOU FLAMZORS SHALL SEE IT
Mint: Im changing my name to mink
Ryu: OMFG your a dumbass
Mink: yes I am
Ryu: *stabs her to death with a spork*
Mink: *at death* OMG your names Rue
Rue: oh yeah mink~
Flick: *dies*
Rue + Mink: *live*
(I'm sorry see where I wrote live up there I was searching for a word that meant no longer living sorta not alive shi-ish um shikaku no not that Oh well fuzz it.)
Claire: OMG I like Pr0n!
Trogdor: *crushes Claire*
Claire: KURASHI
Blood Drenched lillys lay scattered among their corpses as they were lowered down into the depths of all our hearts. To live for ever within our confines that be and never to fall again from the petistall we had placed them on. As hero as villian all had fallen all but one who stood in the mist of them. Mummering words of hope to the fallen.. mummering rather insanely too... these words
"i don't mean to be mean...OH WAIT! TES I DO! this fic of yours in sick! if i knew you i would call you sick! but... really... i don't read sick fics like yours. call me whatever you want but i think you made a joke out of Threads of Fate. SICK!
.
O (voice box)- Bo!"
[I hope you enjoyed this short yet urtly stupid meanless ending]
HERE THE LAST CHAPATER LOST IN TIME
BUT NOW YOU FLAMZORS SHALL SEE IT
Mint: Im changing my name to mink
Ryu: OMFG your a dumbass
Mink: yes I am
Ryu: *stabs her to death with a spork*
Mink: *at death* OMG your names Rue
Rue: oh yeah mink~
Flick: *dies*
Rue + Mink: *live*
(I'm sorry see where I wrote live up there I was searching for a word that meant no longer living sorta not alive shi-ish um shikaku no not that Oh well fuzz it.)
Claire: OMG I like Pr0n!
Trogdor: *crushes Claire*
Claire: KURASHI
Blood Drenched lillys lay scattered among their corpses as they were lowered down into the depths of all our hearts. To live for ever within our confines that be and never to fall again from the petistall we had placed them on. As hero as villian all had fallen all but one who stood in the mist of them. Mummering words of hope to the fallen.. mummering rather insanely too... these words
"i don't mean to be mean...OH WAIT! TES I DO! this fic of yours in sick! if i knew you i would call you sick! but... really... i don't read sick fics like yours. call me whatever you want but i think you made a joke out of Threads of Fate. SICK!
.
O (voice box)- Bo!"
[I hope you enjoyed this short yet urtly stupid meanless ending]