Board Thread:Private Roleplaying/@comment-25569987-20170711150956/@comment-25569987-20170818010759


 * Alder shouts back from the front of the line.

Alder: Everything's something, remember?


 * A metallic clang is heard as SF facepalms.


 * Chris enters his slightly warped memory of the Safe Room. His dad is in the Spring Bonnie suit, with only his head visible.

Chris: Hey, Dad!

Purple Man: Hello there, old sport! Wanna help me stab some kids?


 * Chris, in one fluid motion, pulls his sword from his backpack and shanks the Purple Man.

Chris: *still happily* No, ya scrub!

Purple Man: Death, death, pain, death, vast discomfort, pain, vast discomfort!


 * The aubergine assassinator collapses.