This is the 1007th time someone's writing something like this on Wattpad(I DIDN'T CALCULATE, IDK HOW I GOT THAT NUMBER) but the mobs have different personalities.
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Skelly: *Happens to walk in and reads the dare* Oh... should I prepare the funerals?
Wither: You're getting late...
Skelly: *Runs out to prepare funerals*
Wither: Now the Coke bottles... *opens bottles(because it's satisfying, not that he needed to) and fills gasoline, then reseals bottles(perks of being a hacker)*
Wither: Done, now let's give them to everyone *enters whatever room they're in(lazy)*
Wither: Hey, guys, I got Coke for you! You want some?
Zombie: WHAT IN THE WORLD IS WRONG WITH THIS COKE-
Slime: Tastes... familiar(Ahem, 09faex, I'm looking at you)
Stray: I'mma need the hospital-
Wither: Guys... it was gasoline-
Stray: HOLY SHIT WTF-
Zombie: Bye everyone! AND MY FUNERAL BETTER BE GOOD-
Wither: I hope Skelly prepared it well-
Ender: Meh- wait- *Googles whether gasoline has water*
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(I searched it up)
Ender: WAIT- NO- HELP- GUYS, I THINK I'M GONNA DIE-
Ghast: Wither, remember the time I whacked you with a steel frying pan super hard a million times?
Wither: Uh... yeah, so?
Ghast: I wanna go again!
Wither: WTF-
Ghast: COME HERE, YOU BITCH-
Wither: NO, SOMEBODY, HELP-
Ghast: Oh, and Skelly- *throws frying pan at Skelly's face* I'M MAD AT YOU TOO, FOR NOT BEING MARRIED TO WITHER-
Wither: I SWEAR TO GOD YOU LITTLE-
Ghast: OMFG SORRY-
Wither: You're dead, Ghast...
Ghast: YOU MADE ENDER DRINK WATER, SO YOU'RE DYING FIRST-
Wither: You already had gasoline...
Ghast: OH- WELL THEN EVERYONE IS-
Wither: Skelly finished digging the graves...
Entity 303: HELLO, YOU FUCKING IDIOTS, I AM HERE TO SOLVE ALL YOUR PROBLEMS- *fixes gasoline problems* AND CAUSE MORE PROBLEMS FOR KAY, SINCE SHE IS A BITCH-
Me: Since she made your students drink gasoline-
Entity 303: Pretty much that-
Me: LMAO WHY IS THIS FUNNY-
Entity 303: Fuck you.
Me: Yeah, fuck me😏
My POV: Idiot.
Entity 303: Um, Misty, you're dead-
Me: Joke's on you, I have suicide plans!
Entity 303: Yeah, I'mma go call your therapist-
EnderPlayer375: You wouldn't know how to do it, being a teacher... *calls up therapist* BITCH I SWEAR TO GOD YOU'RE SO DUMB SOMEONE YOU SEE FREQUENTLY IS LITERALLY FUCKING ABOUT TO COMMIT SUICIDE AND YOU'RE JUST SITTING THERE, NOT GIVING A FUCK ABOUT FIXING THIS ALL, I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW YOU STILL HAVE YOUR JOB, IF YOU DON'T FIX THIS RIGHT NOW I WILL COME OVER TO YOUR HOUSE AND MESS YOU UP LIKE MISTY'S MESSED UP-
Me: I AM NOT MESSED UP-
EnderPlayer375: YES YOU ARE, MISTY, NOW STFU WHILE I FINISH THIS-
Me: Guys, EnderPlayer375 needs therapy-
Donut_King: You can't be talking-
Me: Yes, I can. I don't think I would blackmail a therapist like that- OH SHIT MY THERAPIST MIGHT NEED THERAPY- ENDERPLAYER375, STFU-
EnderPlayer375: *Accidentally breaks phone* How did I do?😇
Entity 303: Yeah, no, I'm out-
Donut_King: Same-
Me: Uh... needs... improvement...
EnderPlayer375: Are you trying to say it's not good enough?
Me: Yes.
EnderPlayer375: Misty, you're set for eternal torture...
Me: BYE EVERYONE, STAY HAPPY, HEALTHY AND SAFE(Especially from EnderPlayer375, he's gone crazy, I'll check into the issue)
