Chapter 9:

DarkOppressor

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The Vocaloids gathered around the character who had broken the 4th wall. DarkOppressor, wearing only a black jacket and jeans, stared around at her new surroundings.

"What are we gonna do with her?"

IA asked, prodding at the biased Fanfiction writer.

"We could always torture her for making us suffer like this all while hiding behind her imaginary characters."

Meiko suggested.

"They are not imaginary! They're just... Uh... I wanted to say something clever, but it slipped my mind."

DarkOppressor puffed out her cheeks, looking like a fish.

"We could feed her to Miku."

Gakupo piped up. DarkOppressor's cheeks deflated and her pupils shrunk, as well as her face going entirely pale.

"W-wha-"

"Yeah, we should totally do that!"

Lily cheered.

"I third that motion."

Ike said, raising his hand.

"ちょっと待て！ (Wait a minute!) I created you!"

DarkOppressor cried, gathering her wits.

"This is a punishment for you writing hetero."

Ike growled, a deadly crimson glare in his eyes.

DarkOppressor flinched.

"That's too harsh."

Len stated.

"I mean, sure she screwed us up, but she doesn't deserve the Miku treatment."

Ike growled even more.

"Hell yeah she does! Just look at our surroundings! If it weren't for her, I'd be banging Gumi in-"

Suddenly, IA did an aerial kick to Ike's face before he could finish his sentence.

"And here I though you didn't like hetero!"

She yelled, flipping and landing perfectly on the ground. Gumi, who had been quietly listening to the conversation, flinched.

"What I want to know is why every has some sort of weird attraction for me..."

She murmured.

DarkOppressor perked up upon hearing this.

"THAT'S EASY!"

She jumped up and pointed at the green-haired Vocaloid.

"It's because I have a fetish for green hair!"

"What does that have to do with everyone liking me?"

"It's because I was the one who originally wrote the story! Meaning, I practically made a sort of harem for you!"

"That doesn't make sense."

"IT MAKES ULTIMATE SENSE!"

DarkOppressor roared, flames in her eyes. Gumi sighed, figuring that she wouldn't be able to understand the fanfiction writer in a million years.

"Aside from that, we still need to do something. I mean, we don't have anymore tents, nor the food for an extra person.

Meiko said that as if she were in charge.

"I CAN SLEEP WITH GUM-GUM!"

DarkOppressor shouted commencing chibi mode.

"No, we're not going through this again."

IA groaned, pulling down the red curtain that appeared around the Vocaloids+1.

"AND I DON'T NEED YOUR FOOD BECAUSE I BROUGHT CRUMPETS!"

DarkOppressor shouted once again, pulling out the buuttered confection.

"What's a crumpet?"

Rin asked, staring at the circular treat. DarkOppressor bursted from where she was standing and rushed up to Rin, shoving the treat up in her face.

"THIS IS A CRUMPET! EATEN MOSTLY BY THE MOST AWESOMESTEST VIDEO GAME CHARACTER EVER! TINY TINA!"

DarkOppressor was mainly spitting on Rin's face right now. After wiping away the spit from her face, Rin snapped her fingers.

"Oh yeah, isn't she from Borderlands 2?"

"YUSH."

"You're right, she is pretty awesome. I never got to finish the game though."

"YOU SHOULD!"

DarkOppressor jumped back to where she was originally standing.

"Whoa whoa whoa, wait a mimute, you can't live off of crumpets for the entire duration of our time here. With the way Miku's rampaging, we could be stuck here for years."

Lily pointed out.

"What? Naw, I've been living off of these things for the duration of my entire life,"

"What? How old are you?"

"Twelve."

Lily laughed.

"You should seriously be dead right now!"

DarkOppressor took a bite of the crumpet and shouted, crumbs flying everywhere.

"WHATCHU TALKIN' 'BOUT?! IMMA LIVE FOEVA!"

END OF CHAPTER 9

DISCLAIMER: THE LAST BIT WITH DORKY AND CRUMPETS AND LIVING FOEVA IS CREDITED TO THE CREATORS OF BORDERLANDS 2. I JUST USED IT BECAUSE IT WAS A GOOD BIT.

HOPEFULLY STORIES WILL BE ABLE TO BE UPDATED FASTER

CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPS!