Disclaimer: Thank you all who submitted OCs! I'm sorry if your OC didn't make it in. It was very hard choosing them. Sorry, Demonix! You're a little late. So, on to the second chappie! XD
The guests are arriving.
Riga, of course, came in crashing through the door, wearing a long slightly wavy straight raven black hair, black eyes with golden rims and olive-peach looking skin. Her most unique feature are her part blood red bangs over her left eye. They turn from black to red starting from her scalp and to the tip of the hair and resembles a three point fire. She's tall and slightly curvy, despite her young age. I sweatdropped. She always forgets or refuses to use my door. I used my WIZARD GANDALF POWERS to fix my wall.
"Hi-ya, Slayer! What are we gonna do?"
"Uh...don't touch me, and you don't know?"
Riga tilted her head to the side thoughtfully, scratching her chin. "Uh, I don't think so."
I smirked. "We're playing the party version of Slenderman. Then, we go to Truth or Dare, duh, and of course, Seven Minutes of Heaven, and then we make little snacks out of whatever we can find in my pantry and blindfold people, making them try whatever we're feeding them."
"Can we poison them?" asked Riga hopefully.
"Riga, no killing people."
She looked down at her feet. "Aww..."
"Uh, we'll also be doing whatever insane stuff I come up with, so this will be fun."
There was a sudden crash in the kitchen, and then a slam. Riga and I looked at each other, and I snapped my fingers, making frying pans appear out of nowhere in our hands. We then both whisper-yelled quietly, "WE ARE THE BLOODY LORDS OF THE FRYING PAN!"
We crept into my kitchen and listened. I heard slurping noises coming from my freezer. I relaxed. "Nevermind, I know who it is."
I opened the freezer door, revealing a girl about the age of eleven with blonde hair, blue eyes, and lightly tanned skin. She's wearing a purple shirt with an ice cream comic on it, and dark blue jeans with white sneakers. She was looking at Riga and I like a deer in head lights, eyes wide, and a spoon in her mouth and ice cream bucket in her lap. She was obviously stuffing ice cream in her mouth. I sighed. "Cream..."
Riga popped up behind me. "Who's this chick?"
"Its my sister, Ice Cream Junkie."
Ice Cream Junkie stood up, ice cream pail still in hand. "Uh, I prefer Cream."
I growled, jerking the mint chocolate ice cream from my younger sibling's hands, making her pout.
"Slayer..."
"This was for the guests!" The door bell rang. "Well, speak of the Devil," I wondered to myself. I walked over to the door, opening it and finding Eyeless Jack and Slenderman at the door with burlap sacks over their shoulders, grunts, complaints, and whines coming from them. I rubbed my hands together evilly. "You have the kidnappees?"
The two Creepypasta characters nodded. I clapped my hands, the lights going out. I turned to Riga and my sister. "Are you ready?" They nodded. "Then lets go."
"Ryuga! You're crushing my ass," complained Gingka.
"Not my problem they dropped me in the sack right after they got you!"
"Its not his problem you used him as a living sacrifice," argued Kyoya. "Now, Gingka, would you be kind enough to get you foot OUT OF MY ASS HOLE!"
"Oh, I'm so sorry that you have one!" retorted the red-head.
"Guys, we gotta get out of here," said Kenta.
"Kenchi is right. C'mon, Ryuga, use L-Drago," said Yu.
"Yu, if I could, I WOULD HAVE ALREADY!"
"STOP YELLING!" screamed a pissed Madoka. "They've obviously taken our beys. But they didn't get my...OH, MY GOD! THEY HAVE MY LAPTOP! GUYS, ITS TIME TO PANIC!"
"No one cares about your stupid laptop!" shouted Kyoya.
"Hey, laptops aren't stupid," said Yuki.
"Can we all please stop yelling?" asked Tsubassa, already about to lose it and strangle his fellow kidnappees.
The bag was suddenly dropped and the top was opened, exposing a black terrain. Ryuga was the one that climbed out first, surveying their surroundings. "Guys...its just a house. You can come out."
Kenta and the others immediately crawled out, including the other characters from the other burlap bag. They all clung to the Dragon Emperor in fear. He sighed in annoyance.
"Uh...there's this presence, here, guys. Its familiar."
"Aw, c'mon, Gingka. Don't go Obi-wan Kenobi on me," smirked Kyoya.
"No, it smells like...insane pills."
The others took a whiff, sudden;y realizing where they are. The immediately ran for the door, but was too late. The ceiling had already kersploded, and Riga and I, stuffed and spinning in my Evil Overlord chair, floated down to the ground, laughing wickedly.
"WE ARE THE SUPREME LORDS OF ALL RAINBOW-SPITTING LAVA CREEPACORNS BARFED BY LEPRECHAUNS THAT DON'T WIPE AFTER THEY'VE GONE TO THE BATHROOM!" both us insane people screamed.
Cream walked out from a hallway. "Guys, why don't I get an insane pill?"
"Uh, how old are you?" asked Riga sarcastically.
"Eleven."
"Aw, poor thing, you have to wait another year," said Riga with a fake smile and an obvious teasing tone in her voice.
"What?! But that's in eleven more months!"
"Cry us a RAINBOW river," I said. Cream sat on my couch and pouted.
"LAVA LAMAS!" screamed Riga suddenly. The door bell rang. "I'LL GET IT!" exclaimed Riga.
"NO, RIGA, NOT THE DOOR!" I screamed. But too late, Riga already crashed through the door and was racing down the street on one of my creeper pegacorns. I raced to the door and called after her, "Watch out for serial killers!"
I walked back inside, followed by a skipping girl with orange hair that reaches a little past the shoulders and green eyes. She stands fairly tall for a girl and has pale skin. She wears a black T-shirt with a green fire dragon of the front, with a black gray dragon patterned coat over it. On her hands she wears black finger-less gloves that has gray stripes. And she has black sports pants, with black and yellow sneakers.
"Hey, Slayer, is this the place?"
"Hi-ya, Phantom! And yeah, this is the right place," I responded.
"Perfect," said Phantom before grabbing a random table out of nowhere and slamming it in to Ryuga's face. She smiled afterwards as if satisfied. Another walked in.
"'Sup, Sammy, what's up? Where's Yami?" I asked the other insane authoress.
"Was that Riga running down the street on the back of a creeper pegacorn?" asked Samantha. "Oh, and Yami's on the way." (YamiGingka14, please tell me what gender you are. Its really confusing -.-')
"Awesome," I said to the girl with brown hazel eyes, long brown hair, slightly tan skin, and is Yu's height. She's wearing blue jeans with an outfit similar to Yu's, but it is yellow with blue. She has a skirt over her jeans.
The Metal Fight Beyblade looked at the self-inserts already present. Gingka looked at me with a scared expression. "Uh, Slayer, what is THIS story called?" he asked nervously, as if I would kill him. And in my insane state, I will probably will by the morning. Who knows.
I responded: "A Sleepover With Slayer (That You NEVER Want To Go To). Why?"
Gingka and a few others fainted. "Wait, are we kidnapped?" asked Mssamune. I nodded. "Frieda save me," said Massamune as he fainted.
"All these insane people, here?" said Madoka to herself. She then sweatdropped. "There's gonna be mass destruction everywhere!"
"I HOPE!" screamed Riga, popping out of nowhere, scaring Madoka so much she fainted.
"I have found new fear of Ryugafangirl," said Yuki. Dashan nodded.
"We're gonna die," said Nile, as if it was official.
"Oh, watch it buddy, it is definitely over for you," said a creepy voice behind the Egyptian. Nile turned anime-white with fear and slowly ticked his head to the side, seeing a shadowed character with round glowing red eyes, moving its fingers in a creepy manner. Nile screamed like a girl, a wet spot appearing on his pants.
The girl toppled over laughing. Nile covered the wet spot, a deep red blush covering his cheeks. "Demon!" squealed the boy. "FireHawk is coming! I don't want her staring at my...whatever!"
"FEAR MY SPATULA OF SYMMETRY!" screamed Demon, an insane authoress with a fair skin tone that will burn fairly easily if she's out in the sun for too long with red tiger stripes under her eyes and on her arms. She has bright red hair with black tips and golden brown eyes that are fairly large. She has an hourglass figure and a slightly athletic build due to gymnastics. She's wearing a pair of red denim jean shorts that reach her mid thighs held up by a black bey belt where she holds her bey gear. That usually gets covered up by her black Death The Kid, from Souleater (did I spell that right?), I guess, T-Shirt. She also wears a pair of red and white high tops with black laces. She whipped out a spatula from nowhere.
I sweatdropped for the billionth time. "Uh, Demon, you know I'm enabling insane authoress powers in this story, right? You're free."
"YES!" screamed Riga, running outside and raising her arms to the sky, orange lava spurting from them.
"AH! Riga, no lava!" cried Samantha, running outside to sober the poor girl from her insane pills.
"Pie flavored pie is delicious, but not as delicious as mustard flavored mustard covered in unicorn poop!" yelled a voice from nowhere. FireHawk immediately crashed through a window. Nile covered his wet spot again, screaming to God for mercy. FireHawk attacked the poor Egyptian.
"Hey, Slayer, don't you have a sister?" asked Ryuga.
I took on a grim anime face. "Follow me," I said, leading him to the kitchen. I opened the freezer, finding Cream huddling inside, swooning over a pail sherbet ice cream, a spoon still stuck in her mouth. She looked at me as if I was about to kill her. I had Jeff knock her out with a metal pole instead.
I dragged her limp body over to Kyoya, who was sitting on my leather couch, and dumped her on his lap. "Watch her like a FireHawk," I commanded.
Demon popped out of nowhere. "Haha, that was PUNNY!"
She then disappeared.
I smiled evilly. The games will soon begin...
Well, that's the first chappie! Tell me what you think! More self-inserts will be introduced next chapter, and the randomness will begin. Chapter 3: Let the Slendergames Begin!