Social Smash 4 Social Topic 2.0

[allison]

Anybody watching Jinsei? It's pretty good:

That's a female saying that by the way.

 

[The Light Music Club]

There are 10 more pics from this show on my Twitter page if you'd like to see them.

 

[Substitution]

It's a show about a life advice section in a high school newspaper.

Huh. I did not know that.

 

[Backgammon]

Considering he even said he wrote that...
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I believe you two are cohorts in this murder!

I... I'm telling the truth! He really did commission me! A-and I r-really am writing a fanfic about Kermit...

 

[Pyra]

A MUDRER THAT YOU COMMITTED!

Who are you, and why are you pretending to be me? You look nothing like me!
Minus the spiky hair, and blue suit, and pinkish-red tie, and point...

Am I really that handsome?

 

[allison]

There are 10 more pics from this show on my Twitter page if you'd like to see them.

Actually, I'm a bit afraid of knowing the details.

 

[Deleted member]

dis is sirius

That's it...
IT ALL MAKES SENSE NOW!
THE TRUE CULPRIT IS LUCARIO!!!!
I'll just not interfere with this...

NO, IT'S OBVIOUSLY PICHU. PICHU OFFED MEWTWO SO THAT PICHU COULD HAVE A BETTER CHANCE AT RETURNING.

 

[The Light Music Club]

Actually, I'm a bit afraid of knowing the details.

What happens after this was kind of funny.

 

[Pyra]

I... I'm telling the truth! He really did commission me! A-and I r-really am writing a fanfic about Kermit...

Why would you write something that he clearly admitted he wrote?

Are you telling me that he gave you that diary entry in order for this "fan fiction" to come to fruition?

 

[Bedoop]

NO, IT'S OBVIOUSLY PICHU. PICHU OFFED MEWTWO SO THAT PICHU COULD HAVE A BETTER CHANCE AT RETURNING.

DIS IS SIRIUS

 

[Deleted member]

DIS IS SIRIUS

No, this is

 

[AustarusIV]

A MUDRER THAT YOU COMMITTED!

Oh come on, nobody ever dies in Dragon Ball.

Spoiler

Except for Android 16...

 

[Jason the Yoshi]

DIS IS SIRIUS

Sirius Black?!?!?!?!?! GET THAT GUY BACK TO AZKABAN, NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[Deleted member]

 

[Rocket Raccoon]

No one is questioning that Vegito Objection? Just where did it come from or how did you find it or WTF how did someone come up with this?

Well okay then, thanks for ruining it.

 

[AustarusIV]

No one is questioning that Vegito Objection? Just where did it come from or how did you find it or WTF how did someone come up with this?

Well okay then, thanks for ruining it.

OK, I'll bite.

Where'd you get it?

 

[Bedoop]

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Why would you write something that he clearly admitted he wrote?

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Are you telling me that he gave you that diary entry in order for this "fan fiction" to come to fruition?

But what if SHE killed Mewtwo...
AND IS BLAMING IT ON KERMIT, USING THE "FANFIC" AS A COVER, BUT SHE IS THE TRUE KULPRIT!? O_o

 

[Backgammon]

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Why would you write something that he clearly admitted he wrote?

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Are you telling me that he gave you that diary entry in order for this "fan fiction" to come to fruition?

I...

He hired me to draw a picture of him doing a murder... but he wasn't actually murdering anyone! This is what I saw.

 

[Rocket Raccoon]

OK, I'll bite.

Where'd you get it?

I googled "Objection!" Was not expecting that.

At all.

 

[Zhadgon]

We know who is the truly culprit of this:

Spoiler

.n_n.

 

[Pyra]

I...

He hired me to draw a picture of him doing a murder... but he wasn't actually murdering anyone! This is what I saw.

I'd like to know about the diary entry... but it's nice to know that you drew that. Did you draw the one of him holding a gun, too?

Tell the court about this... commission.

 

[AustarusIV]

I googled "Objection!" Was not expecting that.

At all.

Well...I just did the same thing right now and got this.

Spoiler

And now if you'll excuse me...

 

[Rocket Raccoon]

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I'd like to know about the diary entry... but it's nice to know that you drew that. Did you draw the one of him holding a gun, too?

HE'S LYING! He didn't swear to tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help him God!

 

[Backgammon]

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I'd like to know about the diary entry... but it's nice to know that you drew that. Did you draw the one of him holding a gun, too?

But he was holding a knife in the scene he acted out for me...

And the diary entry, he asked me to imitate his handwriting because he spilled beetroot juice or some other red liquid over it...

 

[Pyra]

But he was holding a knife in the scene he acted out for me...

And the diary entry, he asked me to imitate his handwriting because he spilled beetroot juice or some other red liquid over it...

​

Then the picture of him with a gun is an obvious lead! If you didn't paint it then it must be the real thing, which means he did hold a gun!

Also... you didn't question the contents of the diary page? Including both the words and the "beetroot" stain.

 

[Bedoop]

And the diary entry, he asked me to imitate his handwriting because he spilled beetroot juice or some other red liquid over it...

AHA!
Not beetroot juice, but...
THAT'S MEWTWO'S BLOOD, ISN'T IT!?
I did a thing, I am smart.

 

[Rocket Raccoon]

As we can see we have a Senator here to rule things out when needed. @ Shaya is our judge/Senator.

Get it?

 

[Aurane]

This unorganized roleplay is giving me a rash. >_>;

 

[Bedoop]

This unorganized roleplay is giving me a rash. >_>;

Your signature.

 

[Shaya]

Humans have killed more frogs than vice versa.
Probably.
Maybe.
Frogs die younger too. Let them live their lives with half of their brains in their legs. Which also sounds like the insanity plea would be valid. If they accidentally trip over a gun and shoot you, it's your own fault, they can't control them.

 

[Pyra]

This unorganized roleplay is giving me a rash. >_>;

This is the least serious role-playing I have ever done.
Enjoy the rash.

Humans have killed more frogs than vice versa.
Probably.
Maybe.
Frogs die younger too. Let them live their lives with half of the brains in their legs. Which also sounds like the insanity plea would be valid.

 

[Rocket Raccoon]

Your signature.

I made that BTW.

This unorganized roleplay is giving me a rash. >_>;

http://objection.mrdictionary.net/go.php?n=7453362

 

[TewnLeenk]

@ Pyra so according to your schedule, what are we supposed to get tonight on Pic of the day? I need a report from my insider source.

 

[Aurane]

Your signature.

Your point?

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This is the least serious role-playing I have ever done.
Enjoy the rash.

Considering the PotD is three hours or so away, I guess I don't have any other choice. Continue. =_=;

 

[Pyra]

@ Pyra so according to your schedule, what are we supposed to get tonight on Pic of the day? I need a report from my insider source.

enjoy my friend shulk

We're supposed to get some hype information tonight. A character reveal? Unlikely, but not impossible.
All I can see from my many many years of my dad working at Nintendo under the guy who is coworkers with the guy who is the husband to a woman who is friends with a guy who works under the guy who works three levels under Sakurai is that today will bring hypeworthy information.

 

[Jason the Yoshi]

Uh oh. Phone's dying. Can't stay up for the pic. Gotta run!

 

[Nielicus]

Don't ask why, I have no regrets
<nah>
I blame Lady Gaga

 

[ndayday]

The Mad Doctor
​

Sehnsucht sat in his study, carefully arranging his many manilla folders. Each one had a name scrawled on it and a lock of hair from said person...TeenGirlSquad, MorbidAltruism, MisterVideoGaming, Swampasaur...

He thumbed past twenty or so before reaching a folder slightly more worn than the others. On it a few spots of blood from months before. Quilt.
"Ah, yes, my son." moaned Sehnsucht. "This takes me back."

--

In a candlelit bedroom of the Smaesh family mansion lay Capps and CliffJumper, caught in the afterglow of what they had just done. Capps was a known womanizer and made it a point to sleep with as many of the girls in the manor as possible.
"Never speak of this to anyone, you got that?" Caps finally let out in between breaths.
"Of course. Those stuck up maids here don't know what they're missing though, Capps-sempai." whispered CliffJumper, pausing for a few minutes before breaking the silence. "Say. What do you know of that Dr. Sehnsucht fellow that lives in the tower? Lately I have been hearing shrill screams from that direction."

Capps turned his head towards CliffJumper, giving her a dark look. "Listen, *****. You are nothing more than a distraction for me. I have very important projects I'm working on concerning the upcoming release of Headmaster Samurai's work. I don't have time to entertain the gossip you and the maids spread around this manor. Besides, I wouldn't want to see a lady like you involved with those maids and butlers...they're trouble."

Embarrassed, CliffJumper turned away. "Yes, master. I apologize..."

CliffJumper was almost asleep when Capps spoke. "The doctor has experiments up there. That's all I know."
A sleepless night it was for poor CliffJumper.

--

"Fetch me some tea and see that the cats are attended to," ordered Miss Ismar. "I prefer they get the premium food today, by the way." They butlers and maids shuddered inwardly but without hesitation immediately departed from the dining hall to see her wishes were met.
"and, Swampasaur, dear? I never want to see you skimp on the cat's meals again. You know what happens to disobedient butlers." Swampasaur had a chill run through him at memories of The Real Gamer's short time as a butler. As they said around the manor, 'he went to **** and the cats ate 'em.'
It was days like this that Miss Ismar was the most temperamental. She did not like to see butlers or maids sacrificed but knew it had to be done, both for the good of the cats and to keep the keepers of the mansion in line. The Real Gamer had tried to quit the job. A foolish decision, really; it was sure to get you dismissed from life itself.

A particularly grubby butler named Venus made his way to Miss Ismar and served her her tea. "Here you go, Miss." A stalwart butler to be sure, but Miss Ismar didn't like him for some reason. His mastery of other tongues made him seem a snake to her. She was never sure what he was saying and the foreign documents he pored over for his acquaintances frightened her. Venus relished in the feeding of the cats much like the sneaky maids, N3ON and Hong did.

Sadistic by nature, Hong and N3ON loved throwing the inhabitants of Smaesh manor under the metaphorical bus more than life itself. Their father had been Duke Aerodrome and their mother, Duchess Shaya. Together their combination was that of a top class butler renowned for his ability to reform troublesome inhabitants and an oracle that could in an instant judge a situation. Shaya also made beauty a priority and was not seen in public unless offering her questionable beauty tips to commoners.

As Miss Ismar brought the tea to her lips a scream from the tower split the cool nighttime air. The disturbance echoed off the stone walls, colliding with excited yelling from the hallway two stories down until they faded away.
"A report...and potential excessive merriment." muttered Ismar. "FalKoopa, come here." FalKoopa tripped on himself as he sprinted over to Miss Ismar, kneeling before her.
"...Go."

--

"Ahaha! Truly, we live in blessed times!" A joyous ToasterBrains declared to the dinner table he was situated at. Tonight was the celebration of not just a wedding, but a birth and an engagement.
The newlyweds, Vegito and Mega Bidoof looked at each other fondly. Mega Bidoof curled a loving arm around his wife's waist.
ToasterBrains spoke up again. "Not only do we get to celebrate the wedding of two of our good friends, but just last night..."

"P-Please! Not so loud..." Kaye Cruiser spoke out, interrupting ToasterBrains.
"What the hell's the matter, you ain't proud of confessing your love to MorbidAltruism?" ToasterBrains was testing Kaye.

"She may not like it." said Kaye, clearly flustered.

Unanimously, the table said, "MorbidAltruism likes everything!"

ToasterBrains continued. "Ahahahaha! Anyway, Kaye and Morbid are now engaged. As for my own news, I have something to announce." ToasterBrains looked on to his own wife, Kermit the Ninja. She nodded in encouragement.
"After trying repeatedly...for months!" Kermit playfully elbowed ToasterBrains.
"She's pregnant!" The table cheered and TewnLeenk continued his applause and merriment for a few awkward seconds after everyone else. He had clearly had too much to drink.

There was some nervous looking around and ToasterBrains said in a hushed tone, "I swear I heard a scream while we were cheering there." Whispers grew into chaos. Moments later the butlers raced through the dining room and captured MorbidAltruism, Kermit, and Mega Bidoof, taking them for further questioning and excessive merriment. Their lovers cried...sometimes people never returned from questioning.

--

Sehnsucht secured the belts and bungee cords around the nude Backgammon, who was unconscious and under the effects of some drug.
"This won't take long at all, now."

On a series of tables were HunterNinjaReaperPirate the 98th, the entirety of The Light Music Club, and Nielicus strapped in in a similar fashion. The Light Music Club fantasized about perverted situations in their slumber.
A knock on the door interrupted the proceedings.

Sehnsucht straightened his back and cleared his throat.
"Erhm. Quilt, my son?"
"Yes, father."
"You will have to leave for now. Father is...busy." Sehnsucht walked over to a knight stand where his scimitar lay.
"It is urgent, father. I am concerned that when you do this, you will excite the butlers."
"It is no concern. I have only a couple steps until even the butlers can not reverse these events, my son. As bad as this must look right now, I only wish to steal their souls and make love to their corpses."
"Father, let me in."
"That is not possible, my son. I have swallowed the key. Tell me, Quilt, my son...tell me, how is your mother...?"

There was silence.

"Father, please..."

"That is right, my son. You have no mother. You were created by me. You best remember that, my son. Sehnsucht slowly paced over to the door and slid open the peep hole ever so slightly. Quilt waited until he saw the eye of his creator and stabbed in blind rage.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHH" wailed Sehnsucht. "You...! Are...a fool!"
A bloodied Sehnsucht flailed around on the floor. The prisoners rose from their slumber and began panicking at their situation, save The Light Music Club which whispered among themselves how this was just like their Japanese animes.

As Quilt heard the butlers beginning to race up the cobblestone steps he held the knife to his chest. "They will kill me. It is better to die like this!"

--

Sehnsucht heard Quilt draw his last breaths. Smiling, he reached his fingers down his throat and made himself vomit out oatmeal and a key. He opened the door and dragged the lifeless Quilt into the frame of the door, planted the key into his hand and switched his knife for his own scimitar.
With one hand over his bad eye he made his way over to the screaming girls.
"Shut up or I kill you all." He waited until they calmed down.
"If you're asked what has happened here...you, by will, are my ... partners. We were just playing a game when this psycho came in and tried to kill me. It was self defense, ok?

 

[Pyra]

Considering the PotD is three hours or so away, I guess I don't have any other choice. Continue. =_=;

Pretty sure Backgammon went to bed and @Kermit the Ninja is the actual culprit anyway.

Er, I mean... the pic should be up in 2 hours.

 

[Rocket Raccoon]

The Mad Doctor
​

Sehnsucht sat in his study, carefully arranging his many manilla folders. Each one had a name scrawled on it and a lock of hair from said person...TeenGirlSquad, MorbidAltruism, MisterVideoGaming, Swampasaur...

He thumbed past twenty or so before reaching a folder slightly more worn than the others. On it a few spots of blood from months before. Quilt.
"Ah, yes, my son." moaned Sehnsucht. "This takes me back."

--

In a candlelit bedroom of the Smaesh family mansion lay Capps and CliffJumper, caught in the afterglow of what they had just done. Capps was a known womanizer and made it a point to sleep with as many of the girls in the manor as possible.
"Never speak of this to anyone, you got that?" Caps finally let out in between breaths.
"Of course. Those stuck up maids here don't know what they're missing though, Capps-sempai." whispered CliffJumper, pausing for a few minutes before breaking the silence. "Say. What do you know of that Dr. Sehnsucht fellow that lives in the tower? Lately I have been hearing shrill screams from that direction."

Capps turned his head towards CliffJumper, giving her a dark look. "Listen, *****. You are nothing more than a distraction for me. I have very important projects I'm working on concerning the upcoming release of Headmaster Samurai's work. I don't have time to entertain the gossip you and the maids spread around this manor. Besides, I wouldn't want to see a lady like you involved with those maids and butlers...they're trouble."

Embarrassed, CliffJumper turned away. "Yes, master. I apologize..."

CliffJumper was almost asleep when Capps spoke. "The doctor has experiments up there. That's all I know."
A sleepless night it was for poor CliffJumper.

--

"Fetch me some tea and see that the cats are attended to," ordered Miss Ismar. "I prefer they get the premium food today, by the way." They butlers and maids shuddered inwardly but without hesitation immediately departed from the dining hall to see her wishes were met.
"and, Swampasaur, dear? I never want to see you skimp on the cat's meals again. You know what happens to disobedient butlers." Swampasaur had a chill run through him at memories of The Real Gamer's short time as a butler. As they said around the manor, 'he went to **** and the cats ate 'em.'
It was days like this that Miss Ismar was the most temperamental. She did not like to see butlers or maids sacrificed but knew it had to be done, both for the good of the cats and to keep the keepers of the mansion in line. The Real Gamer had tried to quit the job. A foolish decision, really; it was sure to get you dismissed from life itself.

A particularly grubby butler named Venus made his way to Miss Ismar and served her her tea. "Here you go, Miss." A stalwart butler to be sure, but Miss Ismar didn't like him for some reason. His mastery of other tongues made him seem a snake to her. She was never sure what he was saying and the foreign documents he pored over for his acquaintances frightened her. Venus relished in the feeding of the cats much like the sneaky maids, N3ON and Hong did.

Sadistic by nature, Hong and N3ON loved throwing the inhabitants of Smaesh manor under the metaphorical bus more than life itself. Their father had been Duke Aerodrome and their mother, Duchess Shaya. Together their combination was that of a top class butler renowned for his ability to reform troublesome inhabitants and an oracle that could in an instant judge a situation. Shaya also made beauty a priority and was not seen in public unless offering her questionable beauty tips to commoners.

As Miss Ismar brought the tea to her lips a scream from the tower split the cool nighttime air. The disturbance echoed off the stone walls, colliding with excited yelling from the hallway two stories down until they faded away.
"A report...and potential excessive merriment." muttered Ismar. "FalKoopa, come here." FalKoopa tripped on himself as he sprinted over to Miss Ismar, kneeling before her.
"...Go."

--

"Ahaha! Truly, we live in blessed times!" A joyous ToasterBrains declared to the dinner table he was situated at. Tonight was the celebration of not just a wedding, but a birth and an engagement.
The newlyweds, Vegito and Mega Bidoof looked at each other fondly. Mega Bidoof curled a loving arm around his wife's waist.
ToasterBrains spoke up again. "Not only do we get to celebrate the wedding of two of our good friends, but just last night..."

"P-Please! Not so loud..." Kaye Cruiser spoke out, interrupting ToasterBrains.
"What the hell's the matter, you ain't proud of confessing your love to MorbidAltruism?" ToasterBrains was testing Kaye.

"She may not like it." said Kaye, clearly flustered.

Unanimously, the table said, "MorbidAltruism likes everything!"

ToasterBrains continued. "Ahahahaha! Anyway, Kaye and Morbid are now engaged. As for my own news, I have something to announce." ToasterBrains looked on to his own wife, Kermit the Ninja. She nodded in encouragement.
"After trying repeatedly...for months!" Kermit playfully elbowed ToasterBrains.
"She's pregnant!" The table cheered and TewnLeenk continued his applause and merriment for a few awkward seconds after everyone else. He had clearly had too much to drink.

There was some nervous looking around and ToasterBrains said in a hushed tone, "I swear I heard a scream while we were cheering there." Whispers grew into chaos. Moments later the butlers raced through the dining room and captured MorbidAltruism, Kermit, and Mega Bidoof, taking them for further questioning and excessive merriment. Their lovers cried...sometimes people never returned from questioning.

--

Sehnsucht secured the belts and bungee cords around the nude Backgammon, who was unconscious and under the effects of some drug.
"This won't take long at all, now."

On a series of tables were HunterNinjaReaperPirate the 98th, the entirety of The Light Music Club, and Nielicus strapped in in a similar fashion. The Light Music Club fantasized about perverted situations in their slumber.
A knock on the door interrupted the proceedings.

Sehnsucht straightened his back and cleared his throat.
"Erhm. Quilt, my son?"
"Yes, father."
"You will have to leave for now. Father is...busy." Sehnsucht walked over to a knight stand where his scimitar lay.
"It is urgent, father. I am concerned that when you do this, you will excite the butlers."
"It is no concern. I have only a couple steps until even the butlers can not reverse these events, my son. As bad as this must look right now, I only wish to steal their souls and make love to their corpses."
"Father, let me in."
"That is not possible, my son. I have swallowed the key. Tell me, Quilt, my son...tell me, how is your mother...?"

There was silence.

"Father, please..."

"That is right, my son. You have no mother. You were created by me. You best remember that, my son. Sehnsucht slowly paced over to the door and slid open the peep hole ever so slightly. Quilt waited until he saw the eye of his creator and stabbed in blind rage.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHH" wailed Sehnsucht. "You...! Are...a fool!"
A bloodied Sehnsucht flailed around on the floor. The prisoners rose from their slumber and began panicking at their situation, save The Light Music Club which whispered among themselves how this was just like their Japanese animes.

As Quilt heard the butlers beginning to race up the cobblestone steps he held the knife to his chest. "They will kill me. It is better to die like this!"

--

Sehnsucht heard Quilt draw his last breaths. Smiling, he reached his fingers down his throat and made himself vomit out oatmeal and a key. He opened the door and dragged the lifeless Quilt into the frame of the door, planted the key into his hand and switched his knife for his own scimitar.
With one hand over his bad eye he made his way over to the screaming girls.
"Shut up or I kill you all." He waited until they calmed down.
"If you're asked what has happened here...you, by will, are my ... partners. We were just playing a game when this psycho came in and tried to kill me. It was self defense, ok?

I'd like to say in my relationship with @Mega Bidoof, I WEAR THE PANTS! He just sits around the house crying about how BitF's upcoming death.