Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25083348-20151104173003/@comment-26826553-20151106103450

Fire Peashooter :IT'S MY TURN NOW!

(8 seconds later)

S***! S***! F***! MAKE THIS PIECE OF S*** STOP, THE F***, I'M STUCK HERE FOR 15 SECONDS NOW!

Pepper-pult: Sheesh, just let go!

Fire Peashooter: Are you crazy!

Pepper-pult: Don't be a madplant! JUST TRUST & JUMP!

(she lets go, & her bud catches her)

Fire Peashooter: Ugh...thanks...BLECH!!! (vomits lava, but her bud ignores it))

Pepper-pult: So, how was that, senyorita? I told you to trust me!

(SLAP!)

Hey? What did I do?

Fire Peashooter: Don't get too cuddly dunderhead

(they both melt the ground under them, & soon a fire pit erupts in the chill zone, from which they emerge, & Fire Peashooter continues to vomit lava)

Pepper-pult: Ok, senyorita, I think you might need to glug down gasoline...you look horrible...

[[File:FirePeashooter_Ghost.png|thumb|left|F*** THAT RIDE...

BLECK!!!]]