**A L I E N S** (Sci-fi Dystopia Team RP) [CLOSED BUT STALKERS ARE SPINDIDDLY]

//me

(… I thought you left, Pear. ._.)

(Yay!)

//to have dinner

(Oh.)

//yeap

(I'm glad you have returned)

//thx

(Greetings fair people)

(I am fair.)

(I gtg soon shoot)

//sup

(Hallo!)

//banana

(Plum)

//pear

(Beetroot.)

//papaya

//MY NEW PIC WONT SHOW UP

(Did you not get the reference, Turt?)

(I SEE IT!)

//of course i did but thats too much pain for me and my fragile existence to handle so
sings All i want for Christmas is for everyone to live

//WELL I DONT

//I SEE IT

(Guys

ALIENS)

//RIGHT

Cato, actutely aware of the pistol in his back pocket, gripped his knives, one in each hand.

(Guess who's back, tis I)

(Yay! Let's continue!)

Andres stretched, he heard a satisfying click in his arm and flicked his gun off safety.