swocket angst!!!1!!1! 😭😭😭😭

Deals

yall i just stopped crying but i was crying about how much i missed this one trio of my friends lol

we still r trio but we r dead and these two people are who i see as my only friends

(not to offend anyone but its true)

i cried so damn hard bro i just remember all the funny times we were together and played phighting.

now its really just me playing the game while the other two are taking 'large' breaks from the game

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Scythe, Broker, and Medkit were staring at Skateboard. There was no way he could fit in! He was even wearing the most childish outfit, too! Isn't he also a grown man? Well, they did need a melee, though.

"There's no way!" Medkit pointed at Skateboard. "He is so damn childish!"

"Calm yer self down!" Scythe shouted. Medkit went silent at once. "We need a phighter!"

"Hehehehe!" Broker giggled. Skateboard felt a bit uncomfortable from Broker, but tried not to show it. If he didn't want to go to jail, he had to stick with them.

"Yer fast, right?" Scythe asked. Skateboard nodded, and she looked at Skateboard. "Hmm, have ya killed anyone?"

"Uhm, yeah," Skateboard tried to sound confident. Scythe smiled, and she nodded.

"Sure, ya will do da trick!" She grinned. Medkit groaned while Broker giggled even more. Skateboard sighed out of relief. He didn't know what he was getting himself into.

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Rocket's eyes opened. It was in the afternoon, and he got out of bed. Rocket brushed his teeth, washed his hair, and cleaned his horns. He went downstairs, but Skateboard was nowhere to be found. Rocket guessed he was shopping, and ate cereal. Rocket sucked at cooking (from how clumsy he is) he knows how to make meals, but his hands can get shakey. He will drop anything that is made out of glass, and he can't measure anything without spilling.

          After he finished eating, he grabbed his phone and texted Skateboard.

racket: hello r u there

sk8r: uh, am in a bit of trouble and eont be here in a long time

racket: oh... okay, cya

sk8r: cya

          Rocket looked up from his phone, he wasn't satistfied, but he trusted Skateboard. He hoped for what he got caught for wasn't too serious. Maybe it was just a minor mistake, and he could fix it easily. Rocket trusted Skateboard, but how much could he take without asking questions?

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okay guys before this part gets anymore shitty and i start crying again imma end jt herr lol

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