The Ender Pickaxe writes Ok, maybe my other suggestion was too weird, so here's another one:
1, 4, 24 and 2 are playing Monopoly. 24 accuses 4 of stealing some of their money, and 4 accuses 24 of lying, so they have a rap battle to see who owes who.
Lol. Just Lol
Conversion, plz!
Crisper: (converts it)
Ocelott, Maya, Itscartooncookie and Calvin are playing Monopoly. Itscartooncookie accuses Maya of stealing some of their money, and Maya accuses Itscartooncookie of lying, so they have a rap battle to see who owes who.
New Rule! I won't be writing these stories in order anymore. Now I'm going by preference, so make those reviews shine and they might get picked! Please don't feel bad if your suggestion didn't get picked. It's nothing I have against anyone, I just tend to get waterlogged by reviews and can't get them all done. Thanks!
That aside, hit it, Crisper!
Crisper: (hits it)
It is Friday night. Everyone is nice and happy without a care in the world. Ocelott, Maya, Itscartooncookie and Calvin are playing Monopoly. All is going well until Itscartooncookie has to use the bathroom, as he will soon point out.
Ocelott moves her car to some random point on the gameboard, then an ATM falls from the sky. She inputs her code and a withdrawal amount. "Yay! I won! I won!" She yells as money spews from the machine. Calvin facepalms before Itscartooncookie starts fidgeting in his chair. After a few seconds, his fidgeting becomes harsh writhing as he cries out in agony.
"Whoa! Cookie, what's wrong?!" Maya shouts, freaked out like everyone else.
"I'VE GOTTA GO PEE!" Itscartooncookie screams at the top of his lungs.
"Well why didn't you just say so?! It's down the hall, first door on the left."
"Is it really that easy?" Itscartooncookie asks with happy anime eyes.
"Quite the opposite." Calvin replies with a smile. "Down the hall, three rights, two lefts, another right, a left, up the stair, down the stairs backwards, spin around three times, sing Soren's 'Farewell' song, do a backflip handspring, go up the stairs, watch out for the hidden mousetraps, watch out for the hidden Springtraps, and then-"
"And then I'll be at the bathroom?"
"No. After you watch out for both traps, you have to run back down the stairs, make a right, a left, two rights, three lefts, up the hall, then go down the hall again, first door on the left."
"... yeahh..." And so Itscartooncookie goes on the wonderful adventure, just to undo it all and end up walking down the hall first door on the left. How nice. Except he walks straight back into the room instead of going to the bathroom. Calvin looked on confusedly.
"Didn't you say you need to go to the bathroom?" He asks.
"Well, yeah, but... I kind of couldn't hold it in..." He admits embarrassedly. "Well, let's get back to some waiiit a second!" He looks down at his gameboard, but looks up at Maya with a look of disgust on his face. "You rotten little slimebag!"
"Well, gee! You have manners!" Maya shouts offendedly. Itscartooncookie ignores her almost completely, still raging.
"You stole my Monopoly money! My money Monopoly! My Moneypoly!" He rambles before overturning the table. Ocelott screams as the table topples onto her body.
"Oh! OH! So you think I stole your money, if it was even stolen? How do we know you're not lying about this, like you lied about using the bathroom?!" She accuses, standing up and wagging a blocky finger at him.
"Hey! I did not lie about the bathroom! I didn't make it, okay?"
"Liar, liar, blocks on fire!" Maya taunts, shaking around like a little snek. Itscartooncookie glares at her before you hear a trap beat drop in the background. Maya shockedly looks behind herself to see Ocelott on a turntable with black DJ glasses.
"Let the bass drop, yo!" She says before casting Maya a gang-symbol. Maya turns back to face Itscartooncookie who is wearing a blue hoodie, crisp white-jeans, and a pair of glasses with one lense painted white and the other painted blue.
"Oh, you really wanna go there?!" Maya shouts before ripping off her clothes to reveal red short-shorts and a shirt that only goes down to her stomach that says 'Blaze Rods!'.
"Let's go, girly! Ocelott, hit us with some dubstep!" Itscartooncookie demands.
"Heck yea!" She shouts before hitting a button. Then 'Bangarang' from Skrillex busts through the speakers.
Itscartooncookie was cross.
"Silly Ocelott! You are causing confusion and delay!" He shouts before the music grins to a stop. Then Steve Harvey walks into the middle of the room, and he and the Family Feud audience shouts all at once:
"SKRILLEX is NOT DUBSTEP!"
(you hear the Family Feud theme beginning to play)
"Oh..." Ocelott stated dismally before stepping down from the turntable. Then The Death Bowl Announcer walks up to the turntable and puts on some green headphones.
"Welcome to the Death Booooowl!" He shouts in his signature way before slamming his fist on a button. Then some crazy trapstep-beat blares through the speakers.
(I know, I would've named a song, but I don't know much dubstep, besides Skrillex-which-is-not-dubstep's "dubstep"...)
Itscartooncookie in Italicz!
Maya's comin' on bold!
OOOH YUZ! You called the fire and it's comin' to ya, but in the form of yo grandmomma's cookin'!
I'm Itscartooncookie, but in the end you'll call me 'King'. Your intelligence is low, you lil' Moneypoly thief!
It's MonOpoly, to you. Your skills are crummy, but that's a mean thing to say to such a little and unfortunate dummy.
Call your mummy, BlazeyMaya's in the house. And she ain't leaving 'till you're dead in this house!
You can't rhyme two of the same words!
I can! I'm a rulebreaker, see. It's I, Myself and Me. I listen to nobody else, but me.
You did it again! Your vocabulary's bland! And as I'm bustin' out the stereo I can't help but to feel like you don't understand.
The plain English I speak, but whoduthunk there's some wit in a Moneypoly theif, uh!
WOOO! I don't like your hair!
I don't think I care! It's gonna take more than a broken nail to gimme a scare!
Sweet mama mercy.
What?
It's that thing on your face. It's called your face, and it's such a disgrace, your ugly face.
YOU BROKE THE RULES AGAIN! I DEMAND A REFUND!
OH YEAH, I BROKE THE RULES! YOU AIN'T GETTING PAYED BY NO ONE'D! Oh, how'd you liked that? I rhymed two different words, ha! Are you finished cryin'? Good. Now that I'm finished babysitting, I think I'll be flying! Away!
Oh you don't get to go nowhere! Not with your too-skimpy clothes and your too-long hair!
Too-skimpy clothes?! You're jeans are two-feet too long! And if you think I'm list'nin' to you, my friend, UR WRONG!
o! its txt-tlk u wnt? wl ill gv it 2 u, maya t-mobl pys me evryday they wtns me frya!
idc, yl im vacashunung in dc. u c? idc, u c!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!
Itscartooncookie then slaps the Death Bowl Announcer across the face before biting a large chunk out of the turntable!
"I HATE THIS!" He screams before Ocelott walks up behind him, noticing something sticking out of his pants.
"What's that?" She asks before reaching into his back pocket and pulling out, you guessed it.
"My... moneypoly..." After everyone glares at him for a few angry seconds, Ivor falls from the ceiling, his hair and clothes grey.
"YOU SHALL NOT PASS!" He screams before you, the reader, are sucked into an ever-iterating orange-and-black cycle of an 'I see you' eyeball.
Well, that's all for today, folks! Tune in next time for... uh...