Tim: *just tryna b sneaky and steal any dregs or cigarattes here*
Tim: *scrd* *le hit you in the head with a baseball bat with nails in it*
Tim: *in his mind: plz pass out plz pass out plz pass out*
Tim: *you can tell by the look on his face that hes having a panic attack**secretly calls for backup*
Ticci: *poof* sorry kiddo, i really dont want to do this *makes you pass out with the face-rag thing*
*when you wake up, youre tied to a chair and its pitch-black*
Ticci: trust me kiddo, if we had any sort of choice id just be eating some waffles right now
Tim: yeah, same, i didnt want to hit you
Brian: yeah okay sure *le smoch sounds*
Toby: *unties you a kinda leads/pushes you into the living oom*
gtg
*theres only the least scraiest ones here*
Lulu: hi!
Sally: *dis kid has a exposed brain but y'know* wanna play dress up?
Jason: *aw he looks cute and cool!!* want a toy kid?
