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"When youre first and nothing to say
Also...is killer ish ded"
"well this may give someone a heart attack umm yeah we think that he killer is now dead we think we are not sure it 50 50"
As it seemed, when you tried to reach Killer, there was no option to. It was safe to assume that he was indeed dead.
You notice that you also couldn't contact Asy.
"You could say the situation is ... dead serious.
Everyone's reactions are a little ... overkill, don't you think?
I mean I've always been known for my killer puns and now I finally have an opportunity use the ones involving death.
*fingerguns*"
Author loved this very much.
"Question : Why does Butcher want Killer dead so badly ? Does he have a grudge towards him or something ?"
"She doesn't need him specifically," Friendly explained. "He was just the most convenient."
"Butcher you son of a- *Finds the spot where butcher is found.*
Also, FC! DON'T DO IT! ITS BEEN THE PAST 3 BOOKS! AND YOU THINK THIS IS FUN! OHOHOHOH HECC NO! THIS IS NOT A OPTION GODDANG IT!
I just want this ask book to be normal again..."
Butcher was back in her secret underground base. He jumped upon seeing you appear from thin air.
"Holy shit," she yelped. "I thought I killed you!"
"You guys also find some rather questionable things fun," Friendly commented. "And a normal ask and dare book gets really, really boring after a while."
"Butcher can you please not kill us again, I know we didn't stay dead but it was still uncomfortable"
"But I really, really wanna kill you," Butcher whined. "Undead people are so creepy! As I've just learned..."
Butcher glanced behind her. Laying on an operation table appears to be Killer's dead body. His lower body has been chopped up into tiny pieces, while his upper body has deep slashes all over it. It seemed that he had bled to death.
Just beside the operation table stood a very thin figure. His body was mostly mechanical, his glass torso containing a blue liquid that in turn housed a target-shaped soul. From what you can recognise of the parts of him that aren't mechanical, he appears to be an upright eyeye monster. His glassy yellow eyes stared blankly ahead of him, into the darkness. His mouth was sown together, and he smelt of rotting flesh.
"Quite staring at me, wretched beast!" Butcher growled.
The eyeye monster turned his dead gave towards you. The lifelessness of his eyes made you feel extremely uncomfortable. Shivers travelled up and down your spine.
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