[HEADING=1]MEANWHILE, IN REAL LIFE[/HEADING]
Waffles reads over what he misses.
Connor Lonske said:
"Now if only Waffle's writer would fucking post." says Connor.
"Screw you, Connor!", I, I mean, he says, "You don't tell what to do!"
He stays away from Mall Thread just out of spite for him.
[HEADING=1]A SEVERAL HOURS LATER[/HEADING]
He check the thread, "I'm doing this on my own accord, not because Connor!", he begins typing, "Goddamn 'cool guy', couldn't keep a drink cold..."
[HEADING=1]MEANWHILE, IN THE MALL[/HEADING]
Robo-Waffles, Felix and the daemons run around the Mall, carry Waffles to a safe place to rest.
"
Code:
Shitshitshitshitshitshit!
"
""
The daemons say something a long the lines of "Shitshitshitshitshitshit!" in there own daemon language.
They finally find Burger King and quickly stop there.
Felix sets up a literal electric fence.
Robo-Waffles slaps me, "
", he continues.
It then gets an idea, "
Code:
Well, I guess his writer couldn't think of a way to wake him up,
"
I shakes a bit.
"
Code:
I mean, this whole thread is full of wannabe writers. Not one could a thought of something!
"
I shake more.
"
Code:
I mean, not so last minute, Deus Ex Machi-
"
Robo-Waffles get *****-slapped, "Shut the hell up about the fourth wall!", I yell.
I then shake my head, "Wait, where am I?"
Felix, the daemons, and even Robo-Waffles gather around me and give me a hug, "The hell is going?", unbeknownst to all of us, the electric wall fell.
"
", screams an automated Dalek voice.
"Oh...I forgot." I stand up, fiddle with my Dalek arm, and it starts playing Voodoo Child.
I walk towards the door.
"
Code:
What the hell are you doing!?
", Robo-Waffles yells.
I stand in front door, smile maliciously, and kick it down and yell, "WHO WANTS SOME!?"
The Daleks all aim at me.
[HEADING=1]MEANWHILE, BACK IN REAL LIFE[/HEADING]
"Cliff hanger, bitches!", I, I mean, my writer yells to nobody.