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WELCOME TO THE COLOSSEUM!!

(Everyone who wanted to particpate in this game, plus Hench, has been teleported to Ruler’s Colosseum.)

FRIENDLY REMINDER BEFORE THIS PART OF THE GAME BEGINS, NO KILLING HIM.

ALSO, PLEASE STICK TO TAKING TURNS.

THINK THAT’S ABOUT ALL THE RULES, HAVE AT IT

(He floats over to sit in a large throne where he will watch the craziness from, there is something that looks like a screen on his front displaying the likely still mothed AA so she can watch too)

*zey watch, waiting to see what the others are gonna do, not wanting to take over someone's turn*

… FORGOT TO PUT THIS IN FIRST POST … BUT THINKIN TURNS COULD BE ORDER THEY’RE IN IN THE TAGS LIST …

Ah, fair, will give me time to prep my stuff :3

LOOKS LIKE WILHELM’S DONE! YOUR TURN NOW!

@henchmaniac-ford

*zey nod in acknowledgment, teleporting to where @henchmaniac-ford is*

Are you ready? :)

*zey seem to be holding what looks like a syringe*

Hench looks from zem to the syringe. He takes a couple of steps back as he speaks. "What's in that? Fox, I know you're crazy.. but you can't seriously think this is sane!"

*zey pounce at him to hold him down to inject it into his neck, he can feel the effects of a sedative starting to kick in, tho he's still feeling all the pain he's endured*

You need not worry about that right now

He grimaces as he hits the ground and instantly grabs at zeir hands to stop zem. His muscles slowly relax with the effect of the sedative. "I'm terribly worried about it"

*zey smirk watching this, tossing the syringe aside once zey were done with it*

To my knowledge you still haven't made it up to Pinely yet for what you've done, there's also the fact you actively want my friends dead, I've told Mabel that you and me can't be friends ever with that fact when she insisted you could've possibly thought we were

*zey summon some sharpies and start drawing something on him, only barely moving zemself off his weight*

"With you being injured and this wonderful game, I seem to have not found the time as of yet. Do not worry. I still plan to fulfill my promise." Hench laughs, rolling his eyes. "I could never imagine befriending you, nor would I want such a thing. I would; however, enjoy dissecting you. Tell me, are you interested in such a thing?"

Hench glares at zem as zey scribble on his skin. He's trying his best to keep track of where the marker drags so he can get an idea of what's being doodled on him.

*zey show him a recording device zey had that zey used to record him saying he wanted to dissect zem, swapping it out with a dagger that zey use to stab his wings*

You were saying?

*zey get up, with a cold expression on zeir face, zey have summoned a trident*

*zey then proceed with doing non-lethal stabbing him with it*

*zey also seem to be singing/humming this^ song while doing so, more specifically 2:00 onwards*

"Aw, I didn't know you enjoyed hearing my voice that much." He pulls a breath through grit teeth, cursing under his breath. "You do realize none of this matters in the long term, correct!? I'll be healed up eventually! This is all pointless"

"Could you refrain from humming as you-" He hisses in pain as he's stabbed with the trident. "Listening to your horrid attempt to make music is worse than any torture I've yet to endure"

*zey don't stop, in fact zey just continue the singing, he can make out the words "look what you've turned me into! Look what we've become!"*

*zey actually have a decent singing voice, hench here just is a bitch*

*zey now have a cattle prod*

"I'm around sixty. I hope my hearing gives out soon. Honestly, I'd rather have Bill attempt to serenade me again." Hench is in fact being a Lil bitch right now. He is not happy for whatever reason how odd. "Fox, let's not burn my flesh it makes a horrid smell!"

*zey just laugh at him, zey're now singing "ruthlessness"*

*he now feels a sudden pain in that area :)*

He screams in pain, "What is wrong with you!? You psycho!"

*zey brush zemself off, seemingly ignoring his words, zey only check the sedatives are still in his system before ending zeir turn*

@thebookofanon he's all yours

"And here we fucking go again. How wonderful"

[They peek their head from around a corner]

Uuuuhhhh... It's my turn, right?

Hench turns his eyes towards the source of the voice "No, I think it was just about time I get going to be honest. Do you happen to know of a way to get sedatives out of someone's system quicker?"

...No, and I don't think I want to know. Besides, there's still people who haven't had their turn yet.

[They step towards him]

Looks like you've been through a decent amount already, huh... honestly, deserved...

[They take out their knife, twirling it in their hands as they pace around Hench]

I already have a few ideas in mind for what I'm gonna be doing.

"I think they'll survive if things end a bit early." Henchs eyes remain fixed on the knife "deserved? Perhaps my old age has caught up to me. Could you remind me what it is that I've done to you to deserve such treatment?"

What you've done to me? Nothing. What you've done to my friends? Definitely something.

I also heard you were a racist piece of shit, so... yeah.

[They start walking towards Hench]

In general, you're an asshole, and I've been bored recently, so... why not?

"Don't blindly believe rumors. I haven't hurt anyone who doesn't deserve it! If you are friends with shitty people, that is not my fault. I solely hate Bill if that makes me racist so be it." Hench opens and closes his fist, testing how much he's able to move as they approach. "Does this not at all feel morally wrong to you?"

Morals aren't really something I'm concerned about.

[At this point, they're right in front of Hench, about to strike.]

Also, don't call my friends shitty. Geez, you're one to talk...

[They begin with slashing at his cheek]

"Of course you aren't. I would expect nothing less. You are friends with a bunch of lunatics after all" he flinches as the blade nears his face. Blood drips down his cheek "I find myself growing impatient. Unlike you, I have places to be. I want to get this tomfoolery over as soon as possible"

Hah! Very funny, old man.

[They grab his hand.]

Listen. I don't give a shit if you have places to be.

[Their grip on his hand tightens as they inch their blade towards one of his fingers.]

I signed up for this, so I'm gonna have my fun. I could care less about what you have to do. But if you really want me to hurry, I can try!

[They attempt to cut the finger off, staring directly at Hench while doing so.]

"I didn't think it was funny at all." He curls all his fingers against his palm except for the two in the center, effectively flipping them off. He winces slightly as their grip tightens, "I would love to get this all over with sooner rather than later. Your fun isn't really one of my concerns.

Hench grits his teeth to stifle a shout, immediately turning his head to the side as the knife slices through his skin. Without looking, he's sure it's gone if the searing pain is anything to go by. "Fuck!"

Hah.... haha!

[They giggle, then grabbing the newly cut off finger.]

Well would you look at that! Honestly I didn't expect that to actually work. I wonder if cutting an eye out would be lethal... Maybe i should keep this thing as a souvenir.

[They end up pocketing the finger. While they think of more ideas, they default to some (non-lethal, unfortunately) stabbing]

OOOOOKAY. FINGER’S A BIT MUCH, ISN’T IT? SIXER’S HANDS ARE THE BEST PART ABOUT HIM.

ALSO, THIS GAME’S BEEN GOIN ON FOR A WHILE, SO I’M JUST GONNA GET THINGS MOVIN ALONG A LITTLE

*He snaps his fingers and the cut off fingers regrow, the sedatives are removed from Hench’s system, and the vague cattle prod induced injury is healed*

IT’S MOVIN ALONG TO KIT’S TURN NOW!

...What? You can't just- okay.

[They sigh, shrugging and stepping away]

… … WHAT CAN I SAY? I LIKE HIS HANDS AND.

…

AND STILL REMEMBER THE TIME HE ACTED LIKE HE WAS MY FRIEND ENOUGH THAT I DON’T PARTICULARLY WANT THIS GAME GOING ALONG MUCH LONGER

#bookanon #tales of hot potato hench #[fair]

...

[They sigh]

I guess it's fine... I could've gotten carried away or somethin'.

WELCOME TO THE COLOSSEUM!!

(Everyone who wanted to particpate in this game, plus Hench, has been teleported to Ruler’s Colosseum.)

FRIENDLY REMINDER BEFORE THIS PART OF THE GAME BEGINS, NO KILLING HIM.

ALSO, PLEASE STICK TO TAKING TURNS.

THINK THAT’S ABOUT ALL THE RULES, HAVE AT IT

(He floats over to sit in a large throne where he will watch the craziness from, there is something that looks like a screen on his front displaying the likely still mothed AA so she can watch too)

*zey watch, waiting to see what the others are gonna do, not wanting to take over someone's turn*

… FORGOT TO PUT THIS IN FIRST POST … BUT THINKIN TURNS COULD BE ORDER THEY’RE IN IN THE TAGS LIST …

Ah, fair, will give me time to prep my stuff :3

LOOKS LIKE WILHELM’S DONE! YOUR TURN NOW!

@henchmaniac-ford

*zey nod in acknowledgment, teleporting to where @henchmaniac-ford is*

Are you ready? :)

*zey seem to be holding what looks like a syringe*

Hench looks from zem to the syringe. He takes a couple of steps back as he speaks. "What's in that? Fox, I know you're crazy.. but you can't seriously think this is sane!"

*zey pounce at him to hold him down to inject it into his neck, he can feel the effects of a sedative starting to kick in, tho he's still feeling all the pain he's endured*

You need not worry about that right now

He grimaces as he hits the ground and instantly grabs at zeir hands to stop zem. His muscles slowly relax with the effect of the sedative. "I'm terribly worried about it"

*zey smirk watching this, tossing the syringe aside once zey were done with it*

To my knowledge you still haven't made it up to Pinely yet for what you've done, there's also the fact you actively want my friends dead, I've told Mabel that you and me can't be friends ever with that fact when she insisted you could've possibly thought we were

*zey summon some sharpies and start drawing something on him, only barely moving zemself off his weight*

"With you being injured and this wonderful game, I seem to have not found the time as of yet. Do not worry. I still plan to fulfill my promise." Hench laughs, rolling his eyes. "I could never imagine befriending you, nor would I want such a thing. I would; however, enjoy dissecting you. Tell me, are you interested in such a thing?"

Hench glares at zem as zey scribble on his skin. He's trying his best to keep track of where the marker drags so he can get an idea of what's being doodled on him.

*zey show him a recording device zey had that zey used to record him saying he wanted to dissect zem, swapping it out with a dagger that zey use to stab his wings*

You were saying?

*zey get up, with a cold expression on zeir face, zey have summoned a trident*

*zey then proceed with doing non-lethal stabbing him with it*

*zey also seem to be singing/humming this^ song while doing so, more specifically 2:00 onwards*

"Aw, I didn't know you enjoyed hearing my voice that much." He pulls a breath through grit teeth, cursing under his breath. "You do realize none of this matters in the long term, correct!? I'll be healed up eventually! This is all pointless"

"Could you refrain from humming as you-" He hisses in pain as he's stabbed with the trident. "Listening to your horrid attempt to make music is worse than any torture I've yet to endure"

*zey don't stop, in fact zey just continue the singing, he can make out the words "look what you've turned me into! Look what we've become!"*

*zey actually have a decent singing voice, hench here just is a bitch*

*zey now have a cattle prod*

"I'm around sixty. I hope my hearing gives out soon. Honestly, I'd rather have Bill attempt to serenade me again." Hench is in fact being a Lil bitch right now. He is not happy for whatever reason how odd. "Fox, let's not burn my flesh it makes a horrid smell!"

*zey just laugh at him, zey're now singing "ruthlessness"*

*he now feels a sudden pain in that area :)*

He screams in pain, "What is wrong with you!? You psycho!"

*zey brush zemself off, seemingly ignoring his words, zey only check the sedatives are still in his system before ending zeir turn*

@thebookofanon he's all yours

"And here we fucking go again. How wonderful"

[They peek their head from around a corner]

Uuuuhhhh... It's my turn, right?

Hench turns his eyes towards the source of the voice "No, I think it was just about time I get going to be honest. Do you happen to know of a way to get sedatives out of someone's system quicker?"

...No, and I don't think I want to know. Besides, there's still people who haven't had their turn yet.

[They step towards him]

Looks like you've been through a decent amount already, huh... honestly, deserved...

[They take out their knife, twirling it in their hands as they pace around Hench]

I already have a few ideas in mind for what I'm gonna be doing.

"I think they'll survive if things end a bit early." Henchs eyes remain fixed on the knife "deserved? Perhaps my old age has caught up to me. Could you remind me what it is that I've done to you to deserve such treatment?"

What you've done to me? Nothing. What you've done to my friends? Definitely something.

I also heard you were a racist piece of shit, so... yeah.

[They start walking towards Hench]

In general, you're an asshole, and I've been bored recently, so... why not?

"Don't blindly believe rumors. I haven't hurt anyone who doesn't deserve it! If you are friends with shitty people, that is not my fault. I solely hate Bill if that makes me racist so be it." Hench opens and closes his fist, testing how much he's able to move as they approach. "Does this not at all feel morally wrong to you?"

Morals aren't really something I'm concerned about.

[At this point, they're right in front of Hench, about to strike.]

Also, don't call my friends shitty. Geez, you're one to talk...

[They begin with slashing at his cheek]

"Of course you aren't. I would expect nothing less. You are friends with a bunch of lunatics after all" he flinches as the blade nears his face. Blood drips down his cheek "I find myself growing impatient. Unlike you, I have places to be. I want to get this tomfoolery over as soon as possible"

Hah! Very funny, old man.

[They grab his hand.]

Listen. I don't give a shit if you have places to be.

[Their grip on his hand tightens as they inch their blade towards one of his fingers.]

I signed up for this, so I'm gonna have my fun. I could care less about what you have to do. But if you really want me to hurry, I can try!

[They attempt to cut the finger off, staring directly at Hench while doing so.]

"I didn't think it was funny at all." He curls all his fingers against his palm except for the two in the center, effectively flipping them off. He winces slightly as their grip tightens, "I would love to get this all over with sooner rather than later. Your fun isn't really one of my concerns.

Hench grits his teeth to stifle a shout, immediately turning his head to the side as the knife slices through his skin. Without looking, he's sure it's gone if the searing pain is anything to go by. "Fuck!"

Hah.... haha!

[They giggle, then grabbing the newly cut off finger.]

Well would you look at that! Honestly I didn't expect that to actually work. I wonder if cutting an eye out would be lethal... Maybe i should keep this thing as a souvenir.

[They end up pocketing the finger. While they think of more ideas, they default to some (non-lethal, unfortunately) stabbing]

OOOOOKAY. FINGER’S A BIT MUCH, ISN’T IT? SIXER’S HANDS ARE THE BEST PART ABOUT HIM.

ALSO, THIS GAME’S BEEN GOIN ON FOR A WHILE, SO I’M JUST GONNA GET THINGS MOVIN ALONG A LITTLE

*He snaps his fingers and the cut off fingers regrow, the sedatives are removed from Hench’s system, and the vague cattle prod induced injury is healed*

IT’S MOVIN ALONG TO KIT’S TURN NOW!

#bookanon #tales of hot potato hench

...What? You can't just- okay.

[They sigh, shrugging and stepping away]

WELCOME TO THE COLOSSEUM!!

(Everyone who wanted to particpate in this game, plus Hench, has been teleported to Ruler’s Colosseum.)

FRIENDLY REMINDER BEFORE THIS PART OF THE GAME BEGINS, NO KILLING HIM.

ALSO, PLEASE STICK TO TAKING TURNS.

THINK THAT’S ABOUT ALL THE RULES, HAVE AT IT

(He floats over to sit in a large throne where he will watch the craziness from, there is something that looks like a screen on his front displaying the likely still mothed AA so she can watch too)

*zey watch, waiting to see what the others are gonna do, not wanting to take over someone's turn*

… FORGOT TO PUT THIS IN FIRST POST … BUT THINKIN TURNS COULD BE ORDER THEY’RE IN IN THE TAGS LIST …

Ah, fair, will give me time to prep my stuff :3

LOOKS LIKE WILHELM’S DONE! YOUR TURN NOW!

@henchmaniac-ford

*zey nod in acknowledgment, teleporting to where @henchmaniac-ford is*

Are you ready? :)

*zey seem to be holding what looks like a syringe*

Hench looks from zem to the syringe. He takes a couple of steps back as he speaks. "What's in that? Fox, I know you're crazy.. but you can't seriously think this is sane!"

*zey pounce at him to hold him down to inject it into his neck, he can feel the effects of a sedative starting to kick in, tho he's still feeling all the pain he's endured*

You need not worry about that right now

He grimaces as he hits the ground and instantly grabs at zeir hands to stop zem. His muscles slowly relax with the effect of the sedative. "I'm terribly worried about it"

*zey smirk watching this, tossing the syringe aside once zey were done with it*

To my knowledge you still haven't made it up to Pinely yet for what you've done, there's also the fact you actively want my friends dead, I've told Mabel that you and me can't be friends ever with that fact when she insisted you could've possibly thought we were

*zey summon some sharpies and start drawing something on him, only barely moving zemself off his weight*

"With you being injured and this wonderful game, I seem to have not found the time as of yet. Do not worry. I still plan to fulfill my promise." Hench laughs, rolling his eyes. "I could never imagine befriending you, nor would I want such a thing. I would; however, enjoy dissecting you. Tell me, are you interested in such a thing?"

Hench glares at zem as zey scribble on his skin. He's trying his best to keep track of where the marker drags so he can get an idea of what's being doodled on him.

*zey show him a recording device zey had that zey used to record him saying he wanted to dissect zem, swapping it out with a dagger that zey use to stab his wings*

You were saying?

*zey get up, with a cold expression on zeir face, zey have summoned a trident*

*zey then proceed with doing non-lethal stabbing him with it*

*zey also seem to be singing/humming this^ song while doing so, more specifically 2:00 onwards*

"Aw, I didn't know you enjoyed hearing my voice that much." He pulls a breath through grit teeth, cursing under his breath. "You do realize none of this matters in the long term, correct!? I'll be healed up eventually! This is all pointless"

"Could you refrain from humming as you-" He hisses in pain as he's stabbed with the trident. "Listening to your horrid attempt to make music is worse than any torture I've yet to endure"

*zey don't stop, in fact zey just continue the singing, he can make out the words "look what you've turned me into! Look what we've become!"*

*zey actually have a decent singing voice, hench here just is a bitch*

*zey now have a cattle prod*

"I'm around sixty. I hope my hearing gives out soon. Honestly, I'd rather have Bill attempt to serenade me again." Hench is in fact being a Lil bitch right now. He is not happy for whatever reason how odd. "Fox, let's not burn my flesh it makes a horrid smell!"

*zey just laugh at him, zey're now singing "ruthlessness"*

*he now feels a sudden pain in that area :)*

He screams in pain, "What is wrong with you!? You psycho!"

*zey brush zemself off, seemingly ignoring his words, zey only check the sedatives are still in his system before ending zeir turn*

@thebookofanon he's all yours

"And here we fucking go again. How wonderful"

[They peek their head from around a corner]

Uuuuhhhh... It's my turn, right?

Hench turns his eyes towards the source of the voice "No, I think it was just about time I get going to be honest. Do you happen to know of a way to get sedatives out of someone's system quicker?"

...No, and I don't think I want to know. Besides, there's still people who haven't had their turn yet.

[They step towards him]

Looks like you've been through a decent amount already, huh... honestly, deserved...

[They take out their knife, twirling it in their hands as they pace around Hench]

I already have a few ideas in mind for what I'm gonna be doing.

"I think they'll survive if things end a bit early." Henchs eyes remain fixed on the knife "deserved? Perhaps my old age has caught up to me. Could you remind me what it is that I've done to you to deserve such treatment?"

What you've done to me? Nothing. What you've done to my friends? Definitely something.

I also heard you were a racist piece of shit, so... yeah.

[They start walking towards Hench]

In general, you're an asshole, and I've been bored recently, so... why not?

"Don't blindly believe rumors. I haven't hurt anyone who doesn't deserve it! If you are friends with shitty people, that is not my fault. I solely hate Bill if that makes me racist so be it." Hench opens and closes his fist, testing how much he's able to move as they approach. "Does this not at all feel morally wrong to you?"

Morals aren't really something I'm concerned about.

[At this point, they're right in front of Hench, about to strike.]

Also, don't call my friends shitty. Geez, you're one to talk...

[They begin with slashing at his cheek]

"Of course you aren't. I would expect nothing less. You are friends with a bunch of lunatics after all" he flinches as the blade nears his face. Blood drips down his cheek "I find myself growing impatient. Unlike you, I have places to be. I want to get this tomfoolery over as soon as possible"

Hah! Very funny, old man.

[They grab his hand.]

Listen. I don't give a shit if you have places to be.

[Their grip on his hand tightens as they inch their blade towards one of his fingers.]

I signed up for this, so I'm gonna have my fun. I could care less about what you have to do. But if you really want me to hurry, I can try!

[They attempt to cut the finger off, staring directly at Hench while doing so.]

"I didn't think it was funny at all." He curls all his fingers against his palm except for the two in the center, effectively flipping them off. He winces slightly as their grip tightens, "I would love to get this all over with sooner rather than later. Your fun isn't really one of my concerns.

Hench grits his teeth to stifle a shout, immediately turning his head to the side as the knife slices through his skin. Without looking, he's sure it's gone if the searing pain is anything to go by. "Fuck!"

#he's a six fingered freak))#< [not anymore!!]#bookanon #tales of hot potato hench

Hah.... haha!

[They giggle, then grabbing the newly cut off finger.]

Well would you look at that! Honestly I didn't expect that to actually work. I wonder if cutting an eye out would be lethal... Maybe i should keep this thing as a souvenir.

[They end up pocketing the finger. While they think of more ideas, they default to some (non-lethal, unfortunately) stabbing]

WELCOME TO THE COLOSSEUM!!

(Everyone who wanted to particpate in this game, plus Hench, has been teleported to Ruler’s Colosseum.)

FRIENDLY REMINDER BEFORE THIS PART OF THE GAME BEGINS, NO KILLING HIM.

ALSO, PLEASE STICK TO TAKING TURNS.

THINK THAT’S ABOUT ALL THE RULES, HAVE AT IT

(He floats over to sit in a large throne where he will watch the craziness from, there is something that looks like a screen on his front displaying the likely still mothed AA so she can watch too)

*zey watch, waiting to see what the others are gonna do, not wanting to take over someone's turn*

… FORGOT TO PUT THIS IN FIRST POST … BUT THINKIN TURNS COULD BE ORDER THEY’RE IN IN THE TAGS LIST …

Ah, fair, will give me time to prep my stuff :3

LOOKS LIKE WILHELM’S DONE! YOUR TURN NOW!

@henchmaniac-ford

*zey nod in acknowledgment, teleporting to where @henchmaniac-ford is*

Are you ready? :)

*zey seem to be holding what looks like a syringe*

Hench looks from zem to the syringe. He takes a couple of steps back as he speaks. "What's in that? Fox, I know you're crazy.. but you can't seriously think this is sane!"

*zey pounce at him to hold him down to inject it into his neck, he can feel the effects of a sedative starting to kick in, tho he's still feeling all the pain he's endured*

You need not worry about that right now

He grimaces as he hits the ground and instantly grabs at zeir hands to stop zem. His muscles slowly relax with the effect of the sedative. "I'm terribly worried about it"

*zey smirk watching this, tossing the syringe aside once zey were done with it*

To my knowledge you still haven't made it up to Pinely yet for what you've done, there's also the fact you actively want my friends dead, I've told Mabel that you and me can't be friends ever with that fact when she insisted you could've possibly thought we were

*zey summon some sharpies and start drawing something on him, only barely moving zemself off his weight*

"With you being injured and this wonderful game, I seem to have not found the time as of yet. Do not worry. I still plan to fulfill my promise." Hench laughs, rolling his eyes. "I could never imagine befriending you, nor would I want such a thing. I would; however, enjoy dissecting you. Tell me, are you interested in such a thing?"

Hench glares at zem as zey scribble on his skin. He's trying his best to keep track of where the marker drags so he can get an idea of what's being doodled on him.

*zey show him a recording device zey had that zey used to record him saying he wanted to dissect zem, swapping it out with a dagger that zey use to stab his wings*

You were saying?

*zey get up, with a cold expression on zeir face, zey have summoned a trident*

*zey then proceed with doing non-lethal stabbing him with it*

*zey also seem to be singing/humming this^ song while doing so, more specifically 2:00 onwards*

"Aw, I didn't know you enjoyed hearing my voice that much." He pulls a breath through grit teeth, cursing under his breath. "You do realize none of this matters in the long term, correct!? I'll be healed up eventually! This is all pointless"

"Could you refrain from humming as you-" He hisses in pain as he's stabbed with the trident. "Listening to your horrid attempt to make music is worse than any torture I've yet to endure"

*zey don't stop, in fact zey just continue the singing, he can make out the words "look what you've turned me into! Look what we've become!"*

*zey actually have a decent singing voice, hench here just is a bitch*

*zey now have a cattle prod*

"I'm around sixty. I hope my hearing gives out soon. Honestly, I'd rather have Bill attempt to serenade me again." Hench is in fact being a Lil bitch right now. He is not happy for whatever reason how odd. "Fox, let's not burn my flesh it makes a horrid smell!"

*zey just laugh at him, zey're now singing "ruthlessness"*

*he now feels a sudden pain in that area :)*

He screams in pain, "What is wrong with you!? You psycho!"

*zey brush zemself off, seemingly ignoring his words, zey only check the sedatives are still in his system before ending zeir turn*

@thebookofanon he's all yours

"And here we fucking go again. How wonderful"

[They peek their head from around a corner]

Uuuuhhhh... It's my turn, right?

Hench turns his eyes towards the source of the voice "No, I think it was just about time I get going to be honest. Do you happen to know of a way to get sedatives out of someone's system quicker?"

...No, and I don't think I want to know. Besides, there's still people who haven't had their turn yet.

[They step towards him]

Looks like you've been through a decent amount already, huh... honestly, deserved...

[They take out their knife, twirling it in their hands as they pace around Hench]

I already have a few ideas in mind for what I'm gonna be doing.

"I think they'll survive if things end a bit early." Henchs eyes remain fixed on the knife "deserved? Perhaps my old age has caught up to me. Could you remind me what it is that I've done to you to deserve such treatment?"

What you've done to me? Nothing. What you've done to my friends? Definitely something.

I also heard you were a racist piece of shit, so... yeah.

[They start walking towards Hench]

In general, you're an asshole, and I've been bored recently, so... why not?

"Don't blindly believe rumors. I haven't hurt anyone who doesn't deserve it! If you are friends with shitty people, that is not my fault. I solely hate Bill if that makes me racist so be it." Hench opens and closes his fist, testing how much he's able to move as they approach. "Does this not at all feel morally wrong to you?"

Morals aren't really something I'm concerned about.

[At this point, they're right in front of Hench, about to strike.]

Also, don't call my friends shitty. Geez, you're one to talk...

[They begin with slashing at his cheek]

"Of course you aren't. I would expect nothing less. You are friends with a bunch of lunatics after all" he flinches as the blade nears his face. Blood drips down his cheek "I find myself growing impatient. Unlike you, I have places to be. I want to get this tomfoolery over as soon as possible"

#bookanon #tales of hot potato hench #[assuming this guy also jas a 6th finger; theyre probably trying to cut that one off specifically]#[idrk what all is going on with this guy like. body wise so if i fuck up or anything umm yea]

Hah! Very funny, old man.

[They grab his hand.]

Listen. I don't give a shit if you have places to be.

[Their grip on his hand tightens as they inch their blade towards one of his fingers.]

I signed up for this, so I'm gonna have my fun. I could care less about what you have to do. But if you really want me to hurry, I can try!

[They attempt to cut the finger off, staring directly at Hench while doing so.]

WELCOME TO THE COLOSSEUM!!

(Everyone who wanted to particpate in this game, plus Hench, has been teleported to Ruler’s Colosseum.)

FRIENDLY REMINDER BEFORE THIS PART OF THE GAME BEGINS, NO KILLING HIM.

ALSO, PLEASE STICK TO TAKING TURNS.

THINK THAT’S ABOUT ALL THE RULES, HAVE AT IT

(He floats over to sit in a large throne where he will watch the craziness from, there is something that looks like a screen on his front displaying the likely still mothed AA so she can watch too)

*zey watch, waiting to see what the others are gonna do, not wanting to take over someone's turn*

… FORGOT TO PUT THIS IN FIRST POST … BUT THINKIN TURNS COULD BE ORDER THEY’RE IN IN THE TAGS LIST …

Ah, fair, will give me time to prep my stuff :3

LOOKS LIKE WILHELM’S DONE! YOUR TURN NOW!

@henchmaniac-ford

*zey nod in acknowledgment, teleporting to where @henchmaniac-ford is*

Are you ready? :)

*zey seem to be holding what looks like a syringe*

Hench looks from zem to the syringe. He takes a couple of steps back as he speaks. "What's in that? Fox, I know you're crazy.. but you can't seriously think this is sane!"

*zey pounce at him to hold him down to inject it into his neck, he can feel the effects of a sedative starting to kick in, tho he's still feeling all the pain he's endured*

You need not worry about that right now

He grimaces as he hits the ground and instantly grabs at zeir hands to stop zem. His muscles slowly relax with the effect of the sedative. "I'm terribly worried about it"

*zey smirk watching this, tossing the syringe aside once zey were done with it*

To my knowledge you still haven't made it up to Pinely yet for what you've done, there's also the fact you actively want my friends dead, I've told Mabel that you and me can't be friends ever with that fact when she insisted you could've possibly thought we were

*zey summon some sharpies and start drawing something on him, only barely moving zemself off his weight*

"With you being injured and this wonderful game, I seem to have not found the time as of yet. Do not worry. I still plan to fulfill my promise." Hench laughs, rolling his eyes. "I could never imagine befriending you, nor would I want such a thing. I would; however, enjoy dissecting you. Tell me, are you interested in such a thing?"

Hench glares at zem as zey scribble on his skin. He's trying his best to keep track of where the marker drags so he can get an idea of what's being doodled on him.

*zey show him a recording device zey had that zey used to record him saying he wanted to dissect zem, swapping it out with a dagger that zey use to stab his wings*

You were saying?

*zey get up, with a cold expression on zeir face, zey have summoned a trident*

*zey then proceed with doing non-lethal stabbing him with it*

*zey also seem to be singing/humming this^ song while doing so, more specifically 2:00 onwards*

"Aw, I didn't know you enjoyed hearing my voice that much." He pulls a breath through grit teeth, cursing under his breath. "You do realize none of this matters in the long term, correct!? I'll be healed up eventually! This is all pointless"

"Could you refrain from humming as you-" He hisses in pain as he's stabbed with the trident. "Listening to your horrid attempt to make music is worse than any torture I've yet to endure"

*zey don't stop, in fact zey just continue the singing, he can make out the words "look what you've turned me into! Look what we've become!"*

*zey actually have a decent singing voice, hench here just is a bitch*

*zey now have a cattle prod*

"I'm around sixty. I hope my hearing gives out soon. Honestly, I'd rather have Bill attempt to serenade me again." Hench is in fact being a Lil bitch right now. He is not happy for whatever reason how odd. "Fox, let's not burn my flesh it makes a horrid smell!"

*zey just laugh at him, zey're now singing "ruthlessness"*

*he now feels a sudden pain in that area :)*

He screams in pain, "What is wrong with you!? You psycho!"

*zey brush zemself off, seemingly ignoring his words, zey only check the sedatives are still in his system before ending zeir turn*

@thebookofanon he's all yours

"And here we fucking go again. How wonderful"

[They peek their head from around a corner]

Uuuuhhhh... It's my turn, right?

Hench turns his eyes towards the source of the voice "No, I think it was just about time I get going to be honest. Do you happen to know of a way to get sedatives out of someone's system quicker?"

...No, and I don't think I want to know. Besides, there's still people who haven't had their turn yet.

[They step towards him]

Looks like you've been through a decent amount already, huh... honestly, deserved...

[They take out their knife, twirling it in their hands as they pace around Hench]

I already have a few ideas in mind for what I'm gonna be doing.

"I think they'll survive if things end a bit early." Henchs eyes remain fixed on the knife "deserved? Perhaps my old age has caught up to me. Could you remind me what it is that I've done to you to deserve such treatment?"

What you've done to me? Nothing. What you've done to my friends? Definitely something.

I also heard you were a racist piece of shit, so... yeah.

[They start walking towards Hench]

In general, you're an asshole, and I've been bored recently, so... why not?

"Don't blindly believe rumors. I haven't hurt anyone who doesn't deserve it! If you are friends with shitty people, that is not my fault. I solely hate Bill if that makes me racist so be it." Hench opens and closes his fist, testing how much he's able to move as they approach. "Does this not at all feel morally wrong to you?"

#bookanon #tales of hot potato hench

Morals aren't really something I'm concerned about.

[At this point, they're right in front of Hench, about to strike.]

Also, don't call my friends shitty. Geez, you're one to talk...

[They begin with slashing at his cheek]

WELCOME TO THE COLOSSEUM!!

(Everyone who wanted to particpate in this game, plus Hench, has been teleported to Ruler’s Colosseum.)

FRIENDLY REMINDER BEFORE THIS PART OF THE GAME BEGINS, NO KILLING HIM.

ALSO, PLEASE STICK TO TAKING TURNS.

THINK THAT’S ABOUT ALL THE RULES, HAVE AT IT

(He floats over to sit in a large throne where he will watch the craziness from, there is something that looks like a screen on his front displaying the likely still mothed AA so she can watch too)

*zey watch, waiting to see what the others are gonna do, not wanting to take over someone's turn*

… FORGOT TO PUT THIS IN FIRST POST … BUT THINKIN TURNS COULD BE ORDER THEY’RE IN IN THE TAGS LIST …

Ah, fair, will give me time to prep my stuff :3

LOOKS LIKE WILHELM’S DONE! YOUR TURN NOW!

@henchmaniac-ford

*zey nod in acknowledgment, teleporting to where @henchmaniac-ford is*

Are you ready? :)

*zey seem to be holding what looks like a syringe*

Hench looks from zem to the syringe. He takes a couple of steps back as he speaks. "What's in that? Fox, I know you're crazy.. but you can't seriously think this is sane!"

*zey pounce at him to hold him down to inject it into his neck, he can feel the effects of a sedative starting to kick in, tho he's still feeling all the pain he's endured*

You need not worry about that right now

He grimaces as he hits the ground and instantly grabs at zeir hands to stop zem. His muscles slowly relax with the effect of the sedative. "I'm terribly worried about it"

*zey smirk watching this, tossing the syringe aside once zey were done with it*

To my knowledge you still haven't made it up to Pinely yet for what you've done, there's also the fact you actively want my friends dead, I've told Mabel that you and me can't be friends ever with that fact when she insisted you could've possibly thought we were

*zey summon some sharpies and start drawing something on him, only barely moving zemself off his weight*

"With you being injured and this wonderful game, I seem to have not found the time as of yet. Do not worry. I still plan to fulfill my promise." Hench laughs, rolling his eyes. "I could never imagine befriending you, nor would I want such a thing. I would; however, enjoy dissecting you. Tell me, are you interested in such a thing?"

Hench glares at zem as zey scribble on his skin. He's trying his best to keep track of where the marker drags so he can get an idea of what's being doodled on him.

*zey show him a recording device zey had that zey used to record him saying he wanted to dissect zem, swapping it out with a dagger that zey use to stab his wings*

You were saying?

*zey get up, with a cold expression on zeir face, zey have summoned a trident*

*zey then proceed with doing non-lethal stabbing him with it*

*zey also seem to be singing/humming this^ song while doing so, more specifically 2:00 onwards*

"Aw, I didn't know you enjoyed hearing my voice that much." He pulls a breath through grit teeth, cursing under his breath. "You do realize none of this matters in the long term, correct!? I'll be healed up eventually! This is all pointless"

"Could you refrain from humming as you-" He hisses in pain as he's stabbed with the trident. "Listening to your horrid attempt to make music is worse than any torture I've yet to endure"

*zey don't stop, in fact zey just continue the singing, he can make out the words "look what you've turned me into! Look what we've become!"*

*zey actually have a decent singing voice, hench here just is a bitch*

*zey now have a cattle prod*

"I'm around sixty. I hope my hearing gives out soon. Honestly, I'd rather have Bill attempt to serenade me again." Hench is in fact being a Lil bitch right now. He is not happy for whatever reason how odd. "Fox, let's not burn my flesh it makes a horrid smell!"

*zey just laugh at him, zey're now singing "ruthlessness"*

*he now feels a sudden pain in that area :)*

He screams in pain, "What is wrong with you!? You psycho!"

*zey brush zemself off, seemingly ignoring his words, zey only check the sedatives are still in his system before ending zeir turn*

@thebookofanon he's all yours

"And here we fucking go again. How wonderful"

[They peek their head from around a corner]

Uuuuhhhh... It's my turn, right?

Hench turns his eyes towards the source of the voice "No, I think it was just about time I get going to be honest. Do you happen to know of a way to get sedatives out of someone's system quicker?"

...No, and I don't think I want to know. Besides, there's still people who haven't had their turn yet.

[They step towards him]

Looks like you've been through a decent amount already, huh... honestly, deserved...

[They take out their knife, twirling it in their hands as they pace around Hench]

I already have a few ideas in mind for what I'm gonna be doing.

"I think they'll survive if things end a bit early." Henchs eyes remain fixed on the knife "deserved? Perhaps my old age has caught up to me. Could you remind me what it is that I've done to you to deserve such treatment?"

#don't worry about it im hope you're doing much better))#< [i am! ty :-)]#bookanon #tales of hot potato hench

What you've done to me? Nothing. What you've done to my friends? Definitely something.

I also heard you were a racist piece of shit, so... yeah.

[They start walking towards Hench]

In general, you're an asshole, and I've been bored recently, so... why not?

WELCOME TO THE COLOSSEUM!!

(Everyone who wanted to particpate in this game, plus Hench, has been teleported to Ruler’s Colosseum.)

FRIENDLY REMINDER BEFORE THIS PART OF THE GAME BEGINS, NO KILLING HIM.

ALSO, PLEASE STICK TO TAKING TURNS.

THINK THAT’S ABOUT ALL THE RULES, HAVE AT IT

(He floats over to sit in a large throne where he will watch the craziness from, there is something that looks like a screen on his front displaying the likely still mothed AA so she can watch too)

*zey watch, waiting to see what the others are gonna do, not wanting to take over someone's turn*

… FORGOT TO PUT THIS IN FIRST POST … BUT THINKIN TURNS COULD BE ORDER THEY’RE IN IN THE TAGS LIST …

Ah, fair, will give me time to prep my stuff :3

LOOKS LIKE WILHELM’S DONE! YOUR TURN NOW!

@henchmaniac-ford

*zey nod in acknowledgment, teleporting to where @henchmaniac-ford is*

Are you ready? :)

*zey seem to be holding what looks like a syringe*

Hench looks from zem to the syringe. He takes a couple of steps back as he speaks. "What's in that? Fox, I know you're crazy.. but you can't seriously think this is sane!"

*zey pounce at him to hold him down to inject it into his neck, he can feel the effects of a sedative starting to kick in, tho he's still feeling all the pain he's endured*

You need not worry about that right now

He grimaces as he hits the ground and instantly grabs at zeir hands to stop zem. His muscles slowly relax with the effect of the sedative. "I'm terribly worried about it"

*zey smirk watching this, tossing the syringe aside once zey were done with it*

To my knowledge you still haven't made it up to Pinely yet for what you've done, there's also the fact you actively want my friends dead, I've told Mabel that you and me can't be friends ever with that fact when she insisted you could've possibly thought we were

*zey summon some sharpies and start drawing something on him, only barely moving zemself off his weight*

"With you being injured and this wonderful game, I seem to have not found the time as of yet. Do not worry. I still plan to fulfill my promise." Hench laughs, rolling his eyes. "I could never imagine befriending you, nor would I want such a thing. I would; however, enjoy dissecting you. Tell me, are you interested in such a thing?"

Hench glares at zem as zey scribble on his skin. He's trying his best to keep track of where the marker drags so he can get an idea of what's being doodled on him.

*zey show him a recording device zey had that zey used to record him saying he wanted to dissect zem, swapping it out with a dagger that zey use to stab his wings*

You were saying?

*zey get up, with a cold expression on zeir face, zey have summoned a trident*

*zey then proceed with doing non-lethal stabbing him with it*

*zey also seem to be singing/humming this^ song while doing so, more specifically 2:00 onwards*

"Aw, I didn't know you enjoyed hearing my voice that much." He pulls a breath through grit teeth, cursing under his breath. "You do realize none of this matters in the long term, correct!? I'll be healed up eventually! This is all pointless"

"Could you refrain from humming as you-" He hisses in pain as he's stabbed with the trident. "Listening to your horrid attempt to make music is worse than any torture I've yet to endure"

*zey don't stop, in fact zey just continue the singing, he can make out the words "look what you've turned me into! Look what we've become!"*

*zey actually have a decent singing voice, hench here just is a bitch*

*zey now have a cattle prod*

"I'm around sixty. I hope my hearing gives out soon. Honestly, I'd rather have Bill attempt to serenade me again." Hench is in fact being a Lil bitch right now. He is not happy for whatever reason how odd. "Fox, let's not burn my flesh it makes a horrid smell!"

*zey just laugh at him, zey're now singing "ruthlessness"*

*he now feels a sudden pain in that area :)*

He screams in pain, "What is wrong with you!? You psycho!"

*zey brush zemself off, seemingly ignoring his words, zey only check the sedatives are still in his system before ending zeir turn*

@thebookofanon he's all yours

"And here we fucking go again. How wonderful"

[They peek their head from around a corner]

Uuuuhhhh... It's my turn, right?

Hench turns his eyes towards the source of the voice "No, I think it was just about time I get going to be honest. Do you happen to know of a way to get sedatives out of someone's system quicker?"

#[sorry about the late reply i was kinda going through it yesterday ^^“]#bookanon #tales of hot potato hench

...No, and I don't think I want to know. Besides, there's still people who haven't had their turn yet.

[They step towards him]

Looks like you've been through a decent amount already, huh... honestly, deserved...

[They take out their knife, twirling it in their hands as they pace around Hench]

I already have a few ideas in mind for what I'm gonna be doing.

WELCOME TO THE COLOSSEUM!!

(Everyone who wanted to particpate in this game, plus Hench, has been teleported to Ruler’s Colosseum.)

FRIENDLY REMINDER BEFORE THIS PART OF THE GAME BEGINS, NO KILLING HIM.

ALSO, PLEASE STICK TO TAKING TURNS.

THINK THAT’S ABOUT ALL THE RULES, HAVE AT IT

(He floats over to sit in a large throne where he will watch the craziness from, there is something that looks like a screen on his front displaying the likely still mothed AA so she can watch too)

*zey watch, waiting to see what the others are gonna do, not wanting to take over someone's turn*

… FORGOT TO PUT THIS IN FIRST POST … BUT THINKIN TURNS COULD BE ORDER THEY’RE IN IN THE TAGS LIST …

Ah, fair, will give me time to prep my stuff :3

LOOKS LIKE WILHELM’S DONE! YOUR TURN NOW!

@henchmaniac-ford

*zey nod in acknowledgment, teleporting to where @henchmaniac-ford is*

Are you ready? :)

*zey seem to be holding what looks like a syringe*

Hench looks from zem to the syringe. He takes a couple of steps back as he speaks. "What's in that? Fox, I know you're crazy.. but you can't seriously think this is sane!"

*zey pounce at him to hold him down to inject it into his neck, he can feel the effects of a sedative starting to kick in, tho he's still feeling all the pain he's endured*

You need not worry about that right now

He grimaces as he hits the ground and instantly grabs at zeir hands to stop zem. His muscles slowly relax with the effect of the sedative. "I'm terribly worried about it"

*zey smirk watching this, tossing the syringe aside once zey were done with it*

To my knowledge you still haven't made it up to Pinely yet for what you've done, there's also the fact you actively want my friends dead, I've told Mabel that you and me can't be friends ever with that fact when she insisted you could've possibly thought we were

*zey summon some sharpies and start drawing something on him, only barely moving zemself off his weight*

"With you being injured and this wonderful game, I seem to have not found the time as of yet. Do not worry. I still plan to fulfill my promise." Hench laughs, rolling his eyes. "I could never imagine befriending you, nor would I want such a thing. I would; however, enjoy dissecting you. Tell me, are you interested in such a thing?"

Hench glares at zem as zey scribble on his skin. He's trying his best to keep track of where the marker drags so he can get an idea of what's being doodled on him.

*zey show him a recording device zey had that zey used to record him saying he wanted to dissect zem, swapping it out with a dagger that zey use to stab his wings*

You were saying?

*zey get up, with a cold expression on zeir face, zey have summoned a trident*

*zey then proceed with doing non-lethal stabbing him with it*

*zey also seem to be singing/humming this^ song while doing so, more specifically 2:00 onwards*

"Aw, I didn't know you enjoyed hearing my voice that much." He pulls a breath through grit teeth, cursing under his breath. "You do realize none of this matters in the long term, correct!? I'll be healed up eventually! This is all pointless"

"Could you refrain from humming as you-" He hisses in pain as he's stabbed with the trident. "Listening to your horrid attempt to make music is worse than any torture I've yet to endure"

*zey don't stop, in fact zey just continue the singing, he can make out the words "look what you've turned me into! Look what we've become!"*

*zey actually have a decent singing voice, hench here just is a bitch*

*zey now have a cattle prod*

"I'm around sixty. I hope my hearing gives out soon. Honestly, I'd rather have Bill attempt to serenade me again." Hench is in fact being a Lil bitch right now. He is not happy for whatever reason how odd. "Fox, let's not burn my flesh it makes a horrid smell!"

*zey just laugh at him, zey're now singing "ruthlessness"*

*he now feels a sudden pain in that area :)*

He screams in pain, "What is wrong with you!? You psycho!"

*zey brush zemself off, seemingly ignoring his words, zey only check the sedatives are still in his system before ending zeir turn*

@thebookofanon he's all yours

"And here we fucking go again. How wonderful"

#bookanon #tales of hot potato hench

[They peek their head from around a corner]

Uuuuhhhh... It's my turn, right?

THE GREATEST GAME VOLUNTEER LIST

EVER WANTED TO BE PART OF THE BEST, BIGGEST GAME THE MULTIVERSE HAS TO OFFER? WELL NOW YOU CAN! THIS GAME IS COMPLETELY FREE TO JOIN IN WITH! SO BRING YOUR CENTURIES OF PENT UP ANGER AND LEAVE YOUR MORALS AT THE DOOR FOR THIS YEAR’S GAME OF HOT POTATO HENCH!

“WHAT IS THIS GAME?” YOU WONDER. WELL I’M HAPPY TO EXPLAIN IT TO YA, PALS. THE GAME STARTS WITH ME PREPARING THE PLAYING BOARD AND ATTACHING A LIST OF ALL CONTESTANTS TO IT. WHEN YOU RECEIVE THE PLAYING BOARD, SIMPLY MARK YOUR NAME OFF THE LIST, INFLICT WHATEVER NONLETHAL DAMAGE YOU WISH, THEN THROW HIM TO THE NEXT PLAYER ON THE LIST. REPEAT THIS PROCESS TILL EVERYONE’S HAD A TURN.

WINNER RECIEVES A PRIZE OF THEIR CHOICE.

WINNER IS THE PLAYER WHO USED THE MOST CREATIVE METHODS TO TORTURE — PLAY THE GAME!

SO, COME ONE, COME ALL, VOLUNTEER TO JOIN IN THIS WONDERFUL GAME AT YOUR EARLIEST CONVENIENCE!

PLAYERS VOLUNTEER BY EITHER REBLOGGING OR REPLYING TO THIS SO I HAVE A RECORD OF WHO ALL WANTS IN.

THOUGHT IT WENT WITHOUT SAYING, BUT THE PLAYING BOARD IS NOT ALLOWED TO WITHDRAW FROM PLAYIN

CURRENT CONTESTANT LIST:

TRICKSTER

VALENTINE

WILHELM

MYSTERY

KIT

MUSE FORD

SILLY AND ACCOMPLICE

MEMORY ERASED FORD

MEMORY ERASED BILL

TOTESNOTBILL

RIN GLEEFUL

SHOUJO CIPHER

BABY PYRAMID STEVE (DO NOT ASK ME WHY A TINY SQUISHY LITTLE BABY WANTED TO JOIN)

HELLO HELLO HELLO

HIYA, MYE! (-(

WANNA JOIN IN?

WHADAYYA THINK??

MEH, NEVER HURTS TO MAKE SURE. FOR ALL I KNEW THAT RACIST BASTARD HAD MANIPULATED YOU TOO AND YOU WERE ABOUTTA TELL ME THAT EVERY SINGLE FUCKIN THING HE’D DONE TO ME WAS MY FAULT

I’LL ADD YA TO THE LIST AND TELEPORT YA TO WHERE THE GAME IS NOW

...Okay I'm not even gonna ask what you mean I just wanna beat up a racist

#bookanon

*a text*

*"Mue hello?"*

(Ooc: "Mye hello?")

- 🦊

[Da-ding!]

"Oh shit hey Mystery!! It's been a while LOL how have you been?"

*"I have my eyes back, I can see again :3"*

*"lots of things have happened again"*

*zey are debating about telling them about how zey've fucked up again, that shit is eating away at zem*

"You... lost your eyes?"

"Clearly a lot of shit has happened then."

*"yep, hence why I couldn't see properly in that first message, i have since had my vision returned to me"*

*"also I'm waiting my turn for beating up a racist :D"*

*"but yeah, not sure if this should be an over text recap or in person"*

"Damn..."

"Wait, beat up a racist? Hell yeah, why didn't you tell me about that earlier? I'd love that"

"We can do it in person if ya want"

*"It's that same asshole Ford i was losing sleep trynna keep TT safe from that we're beating up"*

*"and yeah, there was lots of things, gonna use part of what I went thru against him for my turn"*

*"yeah, sounds good, I'll head over after this beating up hench thing is over"*

"Omg wait I'm not gonna lie I kinda wanna join in"

*"I think you're still able to join since it's already started and a baby just joined the roster, triangle baby with no arms 😭"*

*"one of the very few instances I'll willingly be around Nester, this is the sign up:

EVER WANTED TO BE PART OF THE BEST, BIGGEST GAME THE MULTIVERSE HAS TO OFFER? WELL NOW YOU CAN! THIS GAME IS COMPLETELY FREE TO JOIN IN WITH

"*

"Signed up immediately!! I'm not gonna ask why they let a baby in"

*"I think the baby is a Steve, looks like the triangle i gave wet cat's heels to that one time"*

*"can't wait to see ya here"*

"You gave him heels?? LMAO"

"Yeah I'll definitely see ya!!"

THE GREATEST GAME VOLUNTEER LIST

EVER WANTED TO BE PART OF THE BEST, BIGGEST GAME THE MULTIVERSE HAS TO OFFER? WELL NOW YOU CAN! THIS GAME IS COMPLETELY FREE TO JOIN IN WITH! SO BRING YOUR CENTURIES OF PENT UP ANGER AND LEAVE YOUR MORALS AT THE DOOR FOR THIS YEAR’S GAME OF HOT POTATO HENCH!

“WHAT IS THIS GAME?” YOU WONDER. WELL I’M HAPPY TO EXPLAIN IT TO YA, PALS. THE GAME STARTS WITH ME PREPARING THE PLAYING BOARD AND ATTACHING A LIST OF ALL CONTESTANTS TO IT. WHEN YOU RECEIVE THE PLAYING BOARD, SIMPLY MARK YOUR NAME OFF THE LIST, INFLICT WHATEVER NONLETHAL DAMAGE YOU WISH, THEN THROW HIM TO THE NEXT PLAYER ON THE LIST. REPEAT THIS PROCESS TILL EVERYONE’S HAD A TURN.

WINNER RECIEVES A PRIZE OF THEIR CHOICE.

WINNER IS THE PLAYER WHO USED THE MOST CREATIVE METHODS TO TORTURE — PLAY THE GAME!

SO, COME ONE, COME ALL, VOLUNTEER TO JOIN IN THIS WONDERFUL GAME AT YOUR EARLIEST CONVENIENCE!

PLAYERS VOLUNTEER BY EITHER REBLOGGING OR REPLYING TO THIS SO I HAVE A RECORD OF WHO ALL WANTS IN.

THOUGHT IT WENT WITHOUT SAYING, BUT THE PLAYING BOARD IS NOT ALLOWED TO WITHDRAW FROM PLAYIN

CURRENT CONTESTANT LIST:

TRICKSTER

VALENTINE

WILHELM

MYSTERY

KIT

MUSE FORD

SILLY AND ACCOMPLICE

MEMORY ERASED FORD

MEMORY ERASED BILL

TOTESNOTBILL

RIN GLEEFUL

SHOUJO CIPHER

BABY PYRAMID STEVE (DO NOT ASK ME WHY A TINY SQUISHY LITTLE BABY WANTED TO JOIN)

HELLO HELLO HELLO

HIYA, MYE! (-(

WANNA JOIN IN?

WHADAYYA THINK??

#bookanon

*a text*

*"Mue hello?"*

(Ooc: "Mye hello?")

- 🦊

[Da-ding!]

"Oh shit hey Mystery!! It's been a while LOL how have you been?"

*"I have my eyes back, I can see again :3"*

*"lots of things have happened again"*

*zey are debating about telling them about how zey've fucked up again, that shit is eating away at zem*

"You... lost your eyes?"

"Clearly a lot of shit has happened then."

*"yep, hence why I couldn't see properly in that first message, i have since had my vision returned to me"*

*"also I'm waiting my turn for beating up a racist :D"*

*"but yeah, not sure if this should be an over text recap or in person"*

"Damn..."

"Wait, beat up a racist? Hell yeah, why didn't you tell me about that earlier? I'd love that"

"We can do it in person if ya want"

*"It's that same asshole Ford i was losing sleep trynna keep TT safe from that we're beating up"*

*"and yeah, there was lots of things, gonna use part of what I went thru against him for my turn"*

*"yeah, sounds good, I'll head over after this beating up hench thing is over"*

"Omg wait I'm not gonna lie I kinda wanna join in"

*"I think you're still able to join since it's already started and a baby just joined the roster, triangle baby with no arms 😭"*

*"one of the very few instances I'll willingly be around Nester, this is the sign up:

EVER WANTED TO BE PART OF THE BEST, BIGGEST GAME THE MULTIVERSE HAS TO OFFER? WELL NOW YOU CAN! THIS GAME IS COMPLETELY FREE TO JOIN IN WITH

"*

"Signed up immediately!! I'm not gonna ask why they let a baby in"

THE GREATEST GAME VOLUNTEER LIST

EVER WANTED TO BE PART OF THE BEST, BIGGEST GAME THE MULTIVERSE HAS TO OFFER? WELL NOW YOU CAN! THIS GAME IS COMPLETELY FREE TO JOIN IN WITH! SO BRING YOUR CENTURIES OF PENT UP ANGER AND LEAVE YOUR MORALS AT THE DOOR FOR THIS YEAR’S GAME OF HOT POTATO HENCH!

“WHAT IS THIS GAME?” YOU WONDER. WELL I’M HAPPY TO EXPLAIN IT TO YA, PALS. THE GAME STARTS WITH ME PREPARING THE PLAYING BOARD AND ATTACHING A LIST OF ALL CONTESTANTS TO IT. WHEN YOU RECEIVE THE PLAYING BOARD, SIMPLY MARK YOUR NAME OFF THE LIST, INFLICT WHATEVER NONLETHAL DAMAGE YOU WISH, THEN THROW HIM TO THE NEXT PLAYER ON THE LIST. REPEAT THIS PROCESS TILL EVERYONE’S HAD A TURN.

WINNER RECIEVES A PRIZE OF THEIR CHOICE.

WINNER IS THE PLAYER WHO USED THE MOST CREATIVE METHODS TO TORTURE — PLAY THE GAME!

SO, COME ONE, COME ALL, VOLUNTEER TO JOIN IN THIS WONDERFUL GAME AT YOUR EARLIEST CONVENIENCE!

PLAYERS VOLUNTEER BY EITHER REBLOGGING OR REPLYING TO THIS SO I HAVE A RECORD OF WHO ALL WANTS IN.

THOUGHT IT WENT WITHOUT SAYING, BUT THE PLAYING BOARD IS NOT ALLOWED TO WITHDRAW FROM PLAYIN

CURRENT CONTESTANT LIST:

TRICKSTER

VALENTINE

WILHELM

MYSTERY

KIT

MUSE FORD

SILLY AND ACCOMPLICE

MEMORY ERASED FORD

MEMORY ERASED BILL

TOTESNOTBILL

RIN GLEEFUL

SHOUJO CIPHER

BABY PYRAMID STEVE (DO NOT ASK ME WHY A TINY SQUISHY LITTLE BABY WANTED TO JOIN)

HELLO HELLO HELLO

#bookanon

*a text*

*"Mue hello?"*

(Ooc: "Mye hello?")

- 🦊

[Da-ding!]

"Oh shit hey Mystery!! It's been a while LOL how have you been?"

*"I have my eyes back, I can see again :3"*

*"lots of things have happened again"*

*zey are debating about telling them about how zey've fucked up again, that shit is eating away at zem*

"You... lost your eyes?"

"Clearly a lot of shit has happened then."

*"yep, hence why I couldn't see properly in that first message, i have since had my vision returned to me"*

*"also I'm waiting my turn for beating up a racist :D"*

*"but yeah, not sure if this should be an over text recap or in person"*

"Damn..."

"Wait, beat up a racist? Hell yeah, why didn't you tell me about that earlier? I'd love that"

"We can do it in person if ya want"

*"It's that same asshole Ford i was losing sleep trynna keep TT safe from that we're beating up"*

*"and yeah, there was lots of things, gonna use part of what I went thru against him for my turn"*

*"yeah, sounds good, I'll head over after this beating up hench thing is over"*

#bookanon #[ITS OKAY TO BEAT RACISTS!]#bookanon answers

"Omg wait I'm not gonna lie I kinda wanna join in"

*a text*

*"Mue hello?"*

(Ooc: "Mye hello?")

- 🦊

[Da-ding!]

"Oh shit hey Mystery!! It's been a while LOL how have you been?"

*"I have my eyes back, I can see again :3"*

*"lots of things have happened again"*

*zey are debating about telling them about how zey've fucked up again, that shit is eating away at zem*

"You... lost your eyes?"

"Clearly a lot of shit has happened then."

*"yep, hence why I couldn't see properly in that first message, i have since had my vision returned to me"*

*"also I'm waiting my turn for beating up a racist :D"*

*"but yeah, not sure if this should be an over text recap or in person"*

"Damn..."

"Wait, beat up a racist? Hell yeah, why didn't you tell me about that earlier? I'd love that"

"We can do it in person if ya want"

*a text*

*"Mue hello?"*

(Ooc: "Mye hello?")

- 🦊

[Da-ding!]

"Oh shit hey Mystery!! It's been a while LOL how have you been?"

*"I have my eyes back, I can see again :3"*

*"lots of things have happened again"*

*zey are debating about telling them about how zey've fucked up again, that shit is eating away at zem*

"You... lost your eyes?"

"Clearly a lot of shit has happened then."