i hate literally all of you people
ratparty, the sexiest and coolest and hottest and radicool and most amazing cat in the clans that ever was or ever will be, teleported back into starclan because she was just that cool. the entirety of starclan groveled at her feet because um. shes an author or something dont ask me
she pulled her equally sexy soapbox, complete with fishnets and a crop top, and said, "hello uglies. since apparently we're not finished here, i have something id like to say. or do really."
ratparty pulled out the most incredibly sexiest and coolest and hottest and radicool and most amazing gun that ever was or ever will be. starclan gasped. someone was going to die. "its time to end this for once and for all," said the sexiest and coolest and hottest and radicool and most amazing cat in the clans that ever was or ever will be. "goodbye mapleshade. i hope you rot in hell."
she pointed it at the least sexy and uncoolest and least hottest and most unradicool and lamest cat in the clans that ever was or ever will be, and pulled the trigger. mapleshade was no more. starclan cheered because all of the cats are completely and entirely sick of all of these stupid 12 yr old authors who arent even old enough to have an account and think that murder of innocents is ok actually if youre crazy. or something. stop making these please.
"side note but if you stan mapleshade youre literally an abuse apologist and i hate you personally," said ratparty, who on top of being the sexiest and coolest and hottest and radicool and most amazing cat in the clans that ever was or ever will be, was also the wisest of all these literal imbeciles making these garbage stories hardly even worthy of being called a fanfiction. go back to making your oc fics im begg i ng yo u