(I like roleplay! So I continue it!) Tundra: I hate trolls like you. Me: It's just a joke! Tundra: Not funny. Me: Oh, come on! Lighten up! See More▼ Tundra: No. Me: You got Echo! You're gonna have to lighten up! Tundra: I'm not gonna lighten up on you. Me: Darn it! Rush: *Suddenly jumps up from fainting* I'M BACK! *Looks away from the picture as face turns red again* Please. Make it go away. Tundra: For a 13 year old, I shouldn't be saying this. But... You'd better not like her! Rush: NOT! NOT! *Falls onto ground screaming "NOT!"* Me: He doesn't! He doesn't! Believe me! Tundra: He's only 13... He can't. Rush: *Gasping for air* Exactly..... Only..... 13...... Here..... Me: I'll just erase your memory of this too Tundra. Tundra: Erase memory? Me: *Does a little trick to erase memory of the picture, then turns laptop away so he doesn't see it* Tundra: *Looks confused* What? Me: Nothing. Rush: *Walks out of room* I'll be good...
Tundra: *Glares at me* Me: What? Tundra: *Points at the picture* Me: It's a shipping page! Tundra: And?! See More▼ Rush: *In room* Whatcha pointing at? Me: *Giggles* Why don't you look? Rush: But it's so far... *Stands up and walks 2 feet to the computer* Me: It was only 2 feet away! Rush: Oh hush! *Looks over at the picture and almost faints* Y-You put that there? N-No! *Face turns red* Tundra: You! *Points at Rush* Back off! Rush: I-I don't l-like her!!! I r-really don't!!! *Fakes a laugh and then faints* Me: Nah, he doesn't like her. I just like being a troll.
Tundra: I hate trolls like you.
Me: It's just a joke!
Tundra: Not funny.
Me: Oh, come on! Lighten up! See More▼
Tundra: No.
Me: You got Echo! You're gonna have to lighten up!
Tundra: I'm not gonna lighten up on you.
Me: Darn it!
Rush: *Suddenly jumps up from fainting* I'M BACK! *Looks away from the picture as face turns red again* Please. Make it go away.
Tundra: For a 13 year old, I shouldn't be saying this. But... You'd better not like her!
Rush: NOT! NOT! *Falls onto ground screaming "NOT!"*
Me: He doesn't! He doesn't! Believe me!
Tundra: He's only 13... He can't.
Rush: *Gasping for air* Exactly..... Only..... 13...... Here.....
Me: I'll just erase your memory of this too Tundra.
Tundra: Erase memory?
Me: *Does a little trick to erase memory of the picture, then turns laptop away so he doesn't see it*
Tundra: *Looks confused* What?
Me: Nothing.
Rush: *Walks out of room* I'll be good...