The Desolation

*crosses arms, eyeing talkior with newfound interest* You know, most survivors just run and scream *leans against a smoking crater* But you? You just purple-nuked my entire death squad

I mean… yeah I did

*grins darkly* Show me more

*Bloat perks up* Wait REALLY?!

no… bro its like… the most hottest

*The Null-Pointer's arrow spins rapidly* HOTTEST DEBATE EVER! *Asset-7 phases in excitedly* I can't find my face but I AGREE! *The Intern adjusts her hazmat suit* According to my sensors, you're all statistically incorrect *Mrrp rolls his hyper-realistic gun across the gambling table*

Asset-7: LETS GOOOOO!!!! HACKGOD IS GONEE!!! *all survivors are celebrating except C0mput3r and K3yb0ard because they are on a date* CALAMITY: RAHHHHHHH *absolutely crashing out in her office* all of the killers: NOOO WE MISS YOU HACKGOD!!! PLZ COME BACK! *Mrrp*:*gambling and still is sad because hackgod is his owner and he STILL is addicted to gambling and aslo still has his hyper realistic gun and is still a gubby type pet*

yo mrrp why u gamble rn?

Mrrp: because... I just need to win something... anything... I'm so down bad right now...

*The Overload sparks angrily* We have feelings too! *Buffer-Bloat inflates with rage* RUDE! *The Shredder revs louder* YOU'RE GOING IN THE TRASH BIN!

yeah but we have to deal with you killing us

*The Null-Pointer's arrow points accusingly* That's just our job description!