Cherry: Rules were made to be broken. Yeets: They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken. Sic: Uh, piñatas. Darky: Glow sticks. BonBon: Karate boards. Will: Spaghetti when you have a small pot. Cherry: Rules. Yeets: Yeets: *Posts a super low-quality image to the group chat* Will: If I had a dollar for every pixel in this image, I’d have 15 cents. Yeets: If I had a dollar for every ounce of rage I felt in my body after I read this text, I would have enough money to buy a cannon to fire at you. Darky: Actually I did the math, Will would have $225, not $0.15. Will: Fam I’m right here.... BonBon: If I had a dollar I would buy a can of soda :) Yeets: while you’re there could you buy me an apply juice please? BonBon: Sorry I only have a dollar. Yeets: :( <br. darky:="" hey="" i="" just="" realized="" my="" friend="" is="" right,="" will="" would="" have="" $22,500="" because="" it's="" a="" dollar="" for="" every="" pixel,="" not="" cent.="" <br=""> Will: who types like that? BonBon: If I had $22,500 I would buy a can of soda and an apply juice. Darky: You can buy anything you want with $22,500. Cherry: Yeah and they want soda and apply juice. Darky: Apply juice to what. Cherry: Directly to the forehead. Will: Great chat everyone. Will: Dumbest scar stories, go! Sic: I burned my tongue once drinking tea. BonBon: I dropped a hair dryer on my leg once and it burned. Cherry: I have a piece of graphite in my leg for accidentally stabbing myself with a pencil in the first grade. Darky: I was taking a cup of noodles out of the microwave and spilled it in my hand and I got a really bad burn. Yeets: I have emotional scars. BonBon: Man, they look like a real handful. How do you deal with them? Sic, watching Cherry screaming, Will trying to set a sleeping Darky on fire, and Yeets choking on air: I don't know either. Darky: I put the pun in punishment. Will: I put the top in unstoppable. Yeets: I put the cute in execute. Sic: I put the s3xy in dyslexia. Cherry: I put the a33 in class. BonBon: I put the D in Darky. Sic: Wait, hold up, why you draw yourself like that? Yeets: Uh, like what? Sic: Like with gorgeous, muscular legs. Sic: Uh, this is what I look like. Sic: Yeets: THIS IS WHAT I LOOK LIKE! Sic: Okay, then I want big beefy arms. Hot ones. Cherry: I wanna have a cowboy hat! Yeets: Okay, arms and hat. *draws them* Darky: Ooh, give me a cowboy hat too! Yeets: You can't just take Cherry's hat idea, Darky! They thought it up all by themself like a good person! Come up with your own thing! Darky: BUT I WANNA LOOK COOL! Will: Put Darky on one of those stoopid baby tricycles. Darky: NO!! Yeets: Tricycle, done. *draws it* BonBon, want anything? Will, making finger g>ns: Pew pew. Yeets: A blaster?! No, that's not really our style, BonBon. BonBon, making finger g>ns: Pew pew. Yeets: You know what, okay. *draws it* But it's just for holding, not for sh00ting. Sic: Cherry, keep an eye on Sic today. They're going to say something to the wrong person and get punched. Cherry: Sure, I'd love to see Sic getting punched. BonBon: Try again. Cherry, sighing: I will try to stop Sic from getting punched. BonBon: *shatters a window and climbs through it* BonBon: *turns around and helps Cherry through it* Breaking and entering is wrong Cherry. Cherry: Okay. BonBon: I haven't slept in seventy-three hours. Darky: Eighty. Democratically elected leader of insomnia. Will: b---h, it's been ninety for me. I'm going for an even one hundred. Yeets: You guys are *censored* terrifying. Cherry, looking up: y'all have to try not to sleep? Sic: Can we go to a haunted house? Cherry: What’s wrong with the one we live in? Sic: Wh-what? Cherry: Goodnight, Sic. Cherry: @CherryMango17 BonBon: @Hi-Hola-Bonjour Darky: (no scratch account) Will: (no scratch account) Sic: (no scratch account) Yeets: (no scratch account)
