Asylum challenge part 5

[azaya]

And here is part five! The end approaches.


Gustav: *instigates*


Mulciber: I'M SO HUNGRY


Mulciber: BETTER SIT IN THIS CHAIR

That'll fix it!


Gustav: Soon I'll be plugging his corpse into the power lines to reanimate!

Going by those motives? Probably.


Gustav: Well, I'm sure sitting pretty!


Mulciber: I'M STILL HUNGRYYYYYY

And whose fault is that?


Gustav stands around grinning like an asshole a lot lately. I'm kind of coming to hate him, honestly.


Mulciber: You still like me, though, right?

Sure, bb. You're cute and not a self-absorbed dick, and your constant hanging on the brink of death amuses me.


Florence: Eww, no, he's not cute!

Coming from someone whose current ambition is to ride a guy who dry-humps zombies, that doesn't mean a whole lot, Flo.


Mulciber: Carmilla looks so lovely when she's nestled in another man's arms!

Carmilla: That constellation looks like a dick!


Florence: Mulciber, I was counting on you to help!

Carmilla: And that one looks like a prancing reindeer!

Gustav: I see Fallopian tubes.

Mulciber: WHY DOES NO ONE CARE HOW HUNGRY I AM


Mulciber: STARVING TO DEATH ISN'T FUNNNN

So eat, there's a fridge full of food




Oszanna: Carmilla is a gorgeous glowing beauty!


Thora: *swoops in*


Mulciber: Well, I smell like death, but at least I'm not hungry anymore!


Mulciber: ...But what if someone smells me?


Too damn good for the totally available shower, I see.


Gustav: *likes to watch*


Florence: Whurr mah piano?


I thought I'd give you all a chance to try arts and crafts instead of music therapy.


Florence: Fuck your arts and crafts, I'm going swimming.


Aww, you two. :>


Florence: Why aren't you furious about the loss of our beloved piano?

Thora: *reads the Sports section*


Bro, maybe don't gossip about your boyfriend when he's two feet away?


Gustav: Ugh, Oz is so not a zombie and therefore not remotely attractive to me.

She's also gay, so I don't think that's gonna be a problem either way.


Florence: I hate her, yet I want to be on her...


Carmilla: What the fuck, asshole, don't watch me shower!

Florence: Back the fuck off my man, then! I'm not taking your leftovers!


Carmilla: That has nothing to do with you being a pervball but no deal, you'll take what I give you and like it!


Carmilla: And watch the fuck out I AM A VAMPIRE


Florence: I'm not afraid of your fang caps, sparkly!


Carmilla: SAY WHAT ABOUT MY FANGS, WRETCH


One or the other or both of them: I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU


Carmilla: GO FOR THE EYES


All of this fighting worries Archie.


Meanwhile, ~cookies~


Cuthbert: Yikes, better start pleasuring myself with the other hand.


And at last, Oz maxes her first skill!


And Carmilla trounces Florence's ass.


Oszanna: Congrats on the beatdown!


Florence: *self-medicates with cookies*


Lol, good luck with that, babe. Cuthbert's not into that.




And here begins fight #2.


With the same outcome as fight #1.


Florence: I'LL TEACH YOU TO MAKE MY RUMP SORE


Archibald and Cuthbert: *have something better to do*


Fight #3!

Gustav, stop grinning, you dick.


Archie's skeleton underpants: *are saddened for Florence's kicked butt*


Thora: So we haven't made out in awhile. What's that about?

Oszanna: I dunno, dude, I've just been busy building my skills so we can all get out of here, you know?

Thora: Oh right, right, totally. >_>


Thora: Yeah, that's right. That's my hot lady over there. You can look all you want. But don't touch, or I'll break your fingers off.


Gustav: Tomato soup, Thora?

Thora: Just pour it in. Spoons are for the meek.


I missed capping the little overhead dealie, but Oz maxed body too.


Carmilla: Holy hell, is that you?

Thora: Oh... yeah, sorry. Guess I've been too busy shadowing my lady to shower.

Mulciber: Congrats on being so hot that my girlfriend beats up your girlfriend to be on you!

Gustav: Thanks! You know, I really appreciate that. It isn't easy to look this good.


Speaking of Carmilla beating up Florence.


JESUS CHRIST.


Gustav: Don't feel bad, baby, you're still my favorite!

Florence: Aww :>


Thora: Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer doooo... uh, something something something something but you'll look sweet upon the seat of a bicycle built for two!


Thora: Hi. OwO


Cuthbert: AHHHHHH

Yeah, that looks painful. D:

Cuthbert: No, it's not that!...


Cuthbert: WHAT HAVE YOU DONE

Carmilla: I DON'T KNOW, VAMPIRES DON'T KNOW HOW TO COOK


Hidden water sprinkler: *spews to the rescue*


Carmilla: Look, so, at least we won't have to shower?

Cuthbert: I guess you have a point...

Maybe she'd have a point if any of you showered ever.


Carmilla: Well, now we don't need to!

I hate you.


Carmilla: See, everything turned out fine!


Carmilla: Now, if you'll excuse me, Florence's ass isn't gonna kick itself!

And now, tiny yawning bat wishes you good morrow.


k bye