Board Thread:Art, Stories and Songs/@comment-25826165-20160103141551

(This is a joke, I swear. Please don't take offense. None of your characters are like this.

Credit to RaptorDude115 for coming up with the Alternate Endings series. His will always be superior.)

Everyone on earth was dead. The only sound was the words of four emo stereotypes in the alleyway of a town bakery.

"Being a ghost eternally damned to this planet's soil is soooo lame." Janette said, wearing ghostly black eyeliner. "Sooo lame. Like, no one understands us." Dan said. "Daniel, you are not dead like us, you poser." Edgar Allen Poe's ghost (I think his dead soul is in the RP?) groaned. "Am too! I'm dead inside." Dan relayed back to him. (The old) Fluffy was on the ground, weeping loudly. "SOFTYYY." He cried. "Ugh, why did we let him into our group?" Janette sighed. "So he could help us destroy all the goodie girly shoe stores in the mall, duh." Dan replied. "W-o-w, stop acting like the condescending leader, you poser." Edgar crossed his arms and listened to Fallout Boy in the corner. "So lame." Dan mumbled, while Fluffy remained scream-crying. "Sooooo lame." Janette repeated. 