I'm Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! And we'll soon be arriving at our destination.
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The titans and squee are just arriving in neighborhood 779.
Cyborg: which house is it squee?
Squee: Number 777.
The T-car pulls up in the driveway of number 777; they could see that it was hardly heaven.
Beastboy: what a dump!
Robin knocked on the door, it promptly fell down. And then they entered the house.
Beastboy: HELLO, is anybody here?
It was then that they noticed a huge streak of blood across the living room floor. Just then the sound of a car pulling into the driveway was heard, followed by foot steps.
Needless to say the houses owner wasn't too pleased about some people breaking his door down AND entering his house without his permission.
The owner let go of his unconscious victim that he was dragging along with him.
Johnny: who are you and what the fuck are you doing in my house!
The titans observed Johnny with a very scared look on their faces, sickly yellow skin, the insane look on his face and the other stuff that I won't go into detail with, he has his hair in this one.
Johnny then grabbed a scythe he'd left around the house randomly earlier.
Squee: wait Johnny they're here because I thought you were in trouble.
Johnny: well thanks Squee but as you can see I'm fine, the reason I've been gone is because I got caught up in the riots that occurred a few miles from here.
Raven: didn't that riot turn into a massacre?
Johnny: erm….I haven't the faintest Idea of what you're talking about.
By now Johnny had a somewhat forced smile on his face, but it somehow still managed to look VERY scary.
Robin: whose blood is this?
Johnny: uh oh.
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I have found my calling on this one folks, anyway next chapter will be up to you, you can vote using reviews the option with the most votes is used.
1. Moose comes out to play.
2. Raven gets sucked into Johnny's mind :that's probably the most scary:
3. the titans are attacked by Jimmy on their way back to the tower.
I am however open to suggestions.
Goodnight don't let the doughboys bite