NightNight Crew Hideout Thread 1

*glares*

If you so much as go near it, you are going to regret the day you came out of the cloning tube.

Drat!

I thought you was elsewhere in the base!

If you two are that desperate to blow something up, do it in Slick's room.

*Whispers*

Hey, slick, can we blow up your room?

I don't hear a no~

*quietly*

Silence implies consent, I believe. Get it over with before he flips out and we have to think of something else.

WHAT THE HELL?

I WAS SLEEPING AND NOW THERE IS A HOLE IN MY ROOM

WHO IS GOING TO GET STABBED FIRST?

I nominate Problem Sleuth for first stabbing victim.

It was him!

It was Probably Sleuth!

RRRR

Thing is.

The explosion came from inside.

There is no way in or out.

Ok lets do this like gentlemen.

Tell me who suggested it.

Not it!

Ok that leaves Diamonds and Clubs.

Because I am obviously not going to stab myself.

It was an explosion. Do you seriously think I'm more likely to blow something up than Deuce?

Good point.

Dammit his door is locked.

Ok when he gets out I stab him

Hey, I have an idea...

HEY DEUCE! I THINK IT'S YOU'RE BIRTHDAY TODAY! COME ON OUT TO GET YOUR BIRTHDAY STABS... ERR PUNCHES! yeah, that sounds good.

*Winks at Slick and Droog*

My birthday?! *Comes out.*

*Is stabbed.*

*Is stabbed.*

*Is stabbed.*

OW, hey, THEY'RE the ones who wanted to blow up your room! *Points to Droog and Boxcars* I left the explosives on the table and went to take a nap, trusting they would pick somewhere not completely stupid! And they didn't even finish the job! *Points to explosives still on table* They were supposed to be making an exit!

Well now that that is over I can get to stabbing the rest of you!

Get over here Hearts and Diamonds!

*grabs cards* Don't even think about it. I just cleaned this suit, if you get a single drop of blood on it I will kill you and I will personally lock the door to the Afterlife behind you.

Oh, well, uhh I forgot, I have to... Uhh...

*Runs to room*

I'm sorry Droog bye!

*Locks door*

*Pushes table up to door*

*Pushes fridge up to table*

*Locks Fridge*

Well looks like it is just me and you diamonds.

And look.

I have spare cards

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*silently points gun at Slick*

Dude why are you pointing a key at me?

And you know i can throw cards faster than you can shoot me.

*Takes explosives from table and goes to Slick's room.*

*BOOM*

*BOOM*

*BOOM*

*BOOM*

I made the exit and I saved most of your knives, put them in a pile in the opposite side of the room from where I was setting off the explosives. Unfortunately I couldn't get the knives in your Snowman pictures out of the wall. They didn't survive.

*points at Deuce* There. Stab him instead.

You can't kill me, you need me for the plan! And most of your room is still in tact, it's just the wall of Snowman hatred that's... Well pretty much completely destroyed.