#human eating knife throwing backstabbing vicious mean girl like attitude ing gender fluid prisoner 87

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Human eating, knife throwing, back stabbing, vicious mean girl like additude-ing, gender fluid Prisoner 87 dreamed by @creativename87

Um so they basically were (for no reason whatsoever) like trapped guarding and managing this ice-wall thingy as part of their "community service" or whatever. And they decide that the only way to escape is to eat a random passerby (me) and... stuff

rock from the ufo dreamed by anonymous

it is a literal rock. i think like a grey stereotypical rock. the right size to fit into an EVIL ufo chair.

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Human eating, knife throwing, back stabbing, vicious mean girl like additude-ing, gender fluid Prisoner 87

dreamed by @creativename87

Um so they basically were (for no reason whatsoever) like trapped guarding and managing this ice-wall thingy as part of their "community service" or whatever. And they decide that the only way to escape is to eat a random passerby (me) and... stuff

okay buckeroos, fasten your seatbelts because I'm about to take you on one hell of a ride:

So we begin this (admittedly not that long) story with me. On a boat. I'm sailing the ocean for… some reason (just wait this will happen a lot) so anyway I get to the ice gate where the criminal is ya' know managing stuff and I go and give him all my credentials

He nods and then jumps on my boat

I'm like, woah buddy a bit proactive there aren't we? and try to fight him off

Suddenly my dream changes animation styles (don't ask) and it's now a packman battle where I am getting eaten alive and digested by this dude

and then I'm in his stomach which isn't pleasant at all

but for some reason I'm like also him like I can see through his eyes (also it's no longer in packman style format)

Then we reach shore, which is apparently the blacktop of my middle school. (Yeah I had this dream in 7th grade, no I have no idea what I was high on)

So I choose this moment to escape from his stomach and I crawl out of it which like… ok i guess?

And then I sprint to my yearbook class which is apparently being run by my PE teacher…? I don't… I don't know anymore…

anyway I'm running and screaming but no one in the class seems to see me

and then this bitch (who has changed genders by now… again don't ask why, I don't know either) beings to throw. knives. at me. And I dodge like all of them until she tackles me and wrestles me to the ground.

But then my class notices and they're all running over here and I'm like HA TAKE THAT YOU MOTHERFUCKER

And then as my class has almost arrived she pulls out one final butcher knife from her backpack and I'm like woah buddy hold the fuck up

and by now my class is SO CLOSE they can ALMOST SEE ME (for dream/plot connivence purposes I guess)

And she brings the knife up into the air…

I hold my breath…

and she stabs herself.

…

what. she what.

I turn around, my class running toward me, horrified that I would stab someone so brutally. I immediately try to explain, but no one is willing to listen and as I'm frantically screaming my side of the story.

So I then get sent for trail and no one wants to be my laywer, and I'm pretty sure I end up in jail for life

which like

honestly?

is a pretty badass way to go out

she went out

but she went out with a bang

also very regina george style if I do say so myself

anyway you can unbuckle and leave now