you have just slapped your avatar!

[nuba km]

you got into a argument with your avatar and in the heat of the moment you have slapped him/her/it what will happen now?

for me dusknoir will properly punch me in the face and smash my skull in with it while setting me on fire.

 

[Ampersand]

if i'm in the same room as a dalek i don't think there's anything i can say or do that will make the situation any worse

 

[Pandaman1911]

Well, depending on whether or not the panda is in a good mood, I either get a sad/unamused look or a good dismembering.

 

[Shabooboo]

lightning bolt, lightning bolt, lightning bolt!

 

[Lexodus]

SHIT.

 

[DefunctTheory]

Almost bleed to death from slit palm, sent to asylum for arguing with inanimate objects.

 

[Zoe Castillo]

Why did I just hit myself?

 

[Mr. Omega]

Oh shit, Bullseye, I didn't mean...
*Killed by a toothpick*

 

[Sandytimeman]

aww shit, it on now. Rainbow dash isn't just gunna sit there and be slapped. She is going to sonic rainboom me and then probly kick me in the face. Why o WHY DID I SLAP HER!

 

[Bob_Bobbington]

Well, looks like I'm going to continually get punched in the face for the rest of eternity.

Damn.

 

[Madman123456]

my Avatar will turn into a giant bear thing and probably eat me.

 

[Ducktard]

Well.. The worst he could do is slap me back and I'd still end up taking revenge by.. I dunno giving him a silly mustache or something

 

[Souplex]

My avatar is me beating up on Yahweh. I don't see a conflict arising against myself.

 

[WrongSprite]

Well I'd either have to pay 40 coins, go to jail, or resist arrest.

 

[Lono Shrugged]

Tortured and raped to death if I'm lucky. Most likely do my family first in front of me and then me.

 

[Handbag1992]

I tried. I am now being eaten.... help?

 

[thedevilscousin]

Will probably laugh about it, if i haven't been gassed to death i might survive.... or he could beat me with a crowbar or..... Why am i speculating what the most unpredictable character ever woudl do? Oh well......

 

[SenorNemo]

I sit down and have a serious re-evaluation of my life. Why was I arguing with a paper plane? Am I really that lonely? How did I let the paper plane get under my skin like that when it can't even speak? Am I really that insecure that my own mind is projecting symbolism and motivation onto a paper plane?

And I should probably go wash my hands because of the paper cut, after I pick up the glider, because I'd probably have knocked it off of the vent's current.

 

[SomeLameStuff]

Well hopefully I can keep him away from his wallet, watch, or Death Note. Otherwise... *HURK*