Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-34458033-20170119023639/@comment-26426764-20170129004659

"Oh my GOD!" Came the loud and obvious scream from the albino little gorgon. Tears were already swelling up in her eyes, and also each of the eyes of the eight snakes in her hair. But perhaps that's because they were scared of Mayonnaise's loud voice. "They-They didn't invite me, after I got this SUPER fancy dress and- and-" Her bawling continued, making whatever she said next completely unknowable as it was thrown into a sea of tears.

"Now listen here, young lady," Salsa began. He had opted to wear much fancier clothes than usual... He had opted to wear actual clothes. "Just 'cause we didn't get an invite don't mean we can't go. Now, that's not saying we're going for this lovey-dovey stuff, nah..." Salsa grinned, showing his many teeth in the large mouth.

"Oh yeaaah! Awesome idea, Salsa. We'll, like, CRASH the party! Spray condiments everywhere! It's gonna be sooooo much fun, you're the best!" The gorgon couldn't contain herself and threw her arms around Salsa, or she tried to at least. The frog-catfish dude was so fat she couldn't even fit them around his whole body.

"So, off we go, eh?" Salsa signalled for Mayonnaise to go up ahead. On the way, she did makeup for each individual snake on her head and left herself for last. The only thing going through her head was all the carnage she could cause there. And Salsa? Honestly, he was just going for the food.