Ok this is not very long but I have no more inspiration. I had this in my notepad for just under a week and I was going to add more but in the end I couldn't be arsed. Anyways here we go...
Disclaimer... No own beyblade...so bog off!
"Hey!"
"You snooze you lose Ian."
"I wasn't sleeping, I was trying to snipe you."
"...but you didn't"
"Because I didn't know where the fuck you were and then you somehow killed me."
"I came up behind you."
"...that sounds sooo wrong."
"Only in your mind it does...got you again."
"Damn. Stop distracting me!"
"...I'm not distracting you."
"You are!"
"How?"
"By talking to me. It's making me lose concentration."
"Fine. I won't talk to you therefore when I kill you again you can't blame me."
"..."
"..."
"...damn it!"
"I wasn't talking."
"I know."
"So you can't blame me."
"I know!"
"Its your complete and utter lack of skill that is to blame."
"...fuck you."
"...shit."
"HA! Got ya!"
"...revenge."
"NO!"
"I think I might possibly be winning."
"No shit Sherlock."
"...I'm not Sherlock, I'm Bryan."
"...fuck up."
"You really are crap at this game."
"I can win you at beat-em ups."
"Thats because you hit buttons at random."
"Yeah right. I'm good at those games."
"...button bashing doesn't make you good. It just means your lucky."
"Yeah and?"
"Half the time you don't even know what the fuck you are doing."
"...true but I still win."
"Whatever. Hmm head shot."
"That was just luck."
"No, you was stupid enough to stand still."
"Wanker."
"Loser."
"Cheater."
"Sore loser."
"Asshole."
"...I win."
"damn it!"
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Mwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...you know I could do the 'evil laugh of doom' for however long I like because I don't have to breath. How? I hear you ask (I have super hearing). Easy, I'm bloody typing it dummy.
Oh and please review...I command you to...even though I have no control over what you will or won't do...hmm, damn.
