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Last Summer
Wait a minute.... your crumbs were found in this broom? Care to explain this?
I like bananas. They're yellow.
". .h-huh?? Could've sworn I was never there before today. ."
silver dollar, black smoke in my eyes
shattered glass, fallen fast, leave me paralysed
Hmm... it is possible.... Let me check on somethin'.

> Were there any cookies taken from the snack bar?
I like bananas. They're yellow.
"Hmmm... maybe this broom was used for cleaning up the crime scene?"
Glitchy Bootleg Lasers
> Were any cookies taken from the snack bar?

Nope.avi

I refuse to be polite or heterosexual

You know.... Yuki might be onto somethin'. These slashers have been doin' a good job of cleanin' up after themselves. Gloves or wipes or whatever they use. Been doin' a pretty good job not leavin' any evidence. But this broom we just found? Sure looks like you've overlooked that one detail there, didn't ya? I was hopin' you weren't guilty of this. Was hopin' you were framed, but that sure doesn't look like the case. And those crumbs we found in the broom was all yours! I don't know how you managed to miss all that after cleanin' yourselves up pretty good there. But now.... it makes sense.

/vote Gumball
I like bananas. They're yellow.
You might want to hurry up and come to a consensus.... I haven't got all day

I refuse to be polite or heterosexual

"Gumball, huh... I hope this is right, because I'm out of ideas otherwise..."

/vote Gumball
Glitchy Bootleg Lasers
. .well this is shit.

Uh. ". .guys. . Sure, I could be there at one point, but I don't think I was there at night! Also, why'd it be in a broom, of all things?!"
silver dollar, black smoke in my eyes
shattered glass, fallen fast, leave me paralysed
"Well, obviously whoever did it cleaned up the crime scene! Maybe... with a broom?"
Glitchy Bootleg Lasers
". .you got a point, but still! If I were the killer I'd probably try and dump those crumbs somewhere else!"
silver dollar, black smoke in my eyes
shattered glass, fallen fast, leave me paralysed
...Skyler is tired of this shit.

/vote Gumball
Well, that's all of them. Ohohohoho...

An... unnaturally wide grin appears on the Counselor's face.

I refuse to be polite or heterosexual

The Counselor snaps their fingers.

Suddenly, dark, inky, blob-like hands descend from the ceiling, each grabbing Gumball Cookie by the limbs and lifting him off the ground. He shouts, trying to break free, but the grip the hands have on him is too tight for a proper escape. In fact, their grip just seems to get tighter the more he struggles.

One of the hands starts wiggling his left leg, causing cracks to start appearing and dark jam to seep from the cracks. Gumball screams, attempting to escape, but he only makes it worse, and not long after the leg tears off in a spurt of jam blood. The same is done to his remaining limbs, all very slowly. Gumball Cookie's breathing becomes more rapid and shallow as his body slowly goes into shock, just barely sparing him from the pain that comes with one of the hands horizontally bisecting his battered torso. His heart beats faster, which in turn only causes the jam to gush out at a higher pressure, coating the gaudy arcade carpeting in his own sticky, red blood. It only comes to an end when the final hand slowly pulls his head off, disconnecting his entire body. As the inky black hands ascend back up into the ceiling, they drop Gumball's various parts into the pool of blood-like jam on the ground, his mouth gaping.

The Counselor chuckles, bending down to swipe at the blood with a finger and have a taste.

Hmmm. Hints of strawberry, I like it... too bad he was a Vigilante...

I refuse to be polite or heterosexual

Dale stands there shaking over the sight of the Counselor killing Gumball Cookie. The guilt overwhelmed him. All the blood he spilled.... all for the Counselor's sick amusement. Eventually, it all overtook him and he just had to spill it.

IT WAS ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was the one who killed Jason! I was the one who killed The Tempests! I was the one who killed Sollux! The Counselor threatened to kill me and my entire family if I didn't. Their deaths.... all on my hands.... I'm sorry...

Dale curls up into a fetal position on the floor, crying over those he killed.
I like bananas. They're yellow.
Called it! That's how you do a slasher brahs!
W.... where's Quinn? How'd he feel about all this? He killed the Monster and Sharles. Kid like him shouldn't have been forced into this....
I like bananas. They're yellow.
A rumble shakes the arcade as the door is kicked open by Big Ben, covered in dirt from a shallow grave... despite not being buried in the first place.

NOTHING BAD EVER HAPPENS TO A HARRISON. You were warned at the start of that fact. I crushed the singer. It was I! And I would do it again. You deserve nothing but pain for standing in the path to MY victory!

He lets out a loud, generically evil laugh.

The LEGACY OF THE HARRISONS IS UNTARNISHED! I survived my mission, unlike the other WORTHLESS WHELPS from my group. NOW I return with information sought. The mission of my Grandfather is complete. So, "Counselor", how long until you fall afoul of US and meet your end, like the rest of these fools who opposed ME and PERISHED!? We are eternal! We are the Forgotten, and more are forgotten than remembered! WE ARE LEGION! AND WE ARE VICTORIOUS!
I am the They who says it!
Dale, feeling drained over the events of the last few days, so much so, he can't even will himself to stand up, crawls to the Counselor.

I.... I just wanna go home.... see my family again....
I like bananas. They're yellow.
DALE!

Big Ben thunders.

You slew three of the people arrayed against us, and you have the GALL to act like you felt a THING while doing it? You felt no guilt while we were doing it, you aided in the plans. You cannot even blame ME, for you kept going without me, clearly! Even led to the brutal deaths of the others! You are a twisted man, Dale. "Protecting your family" BAH! What nonsense. You ENJOYED it. Otherwise you would have not pushed me off the edge, you'd have leapt off yourself and let me to clean up the rest.
I am the They who says it!
Dale just looks upon Big Ben, trying to urge him he enjoyed every second of it. Sure, he had premonitions of killing, like wanting to do so as a bounty hunter, a soldier of fortune or even being an executioner at a prison. But being forced to take away three innocent lives was just way too much for him. He didn't want to do it, and he sure as hell doesn't want Big Ben trying to warm up to the killing. He rises up, now feeling angry over everything.

You..... shut up! Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!!!

He runs over to Big Ben and punches him in the legs. All he could really do, considering the size of the two men and between his towering stature and Dale's scrawny physique, probably didn't phase him that much. But he didn't care. He was doing what he could to unleash the pain he had inside him from the past several days.
I like bananas. They're yellow.
Wow. The president came back from the dead. Nice plot twist. You've outdone yourself Councey!  
I- I didn't plan that.... heh, it's a nice surprise though

I refuse to be polite or heterosexual

Quinn wakes up…finally…after a long night.


“…what
why do they call it oven when you of in the cold food of out hot eat the food
It's over, Quinn..... we won....
I like bananas. They're yellow.


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