A/N people currently in, have recently been in, or know people who are in the U.S. armed forces may find this chapter a bit offensive, as well as British people and muslims... I'm just trying to be funny, I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings, but come on, this is gold...
G-mod trouble in terrorist town... liberating
"I can not believe I agreed to this..."
"Get over it Suzaku."
"Fuck you too."
"Hey, I am the only one allowed to fuck my boyfriend!"
"That was rhetorical Kallen!"
"Shut it before I shove a rhetorical boot up your ass!"
"We don't even need to play this fuckin game, this commentary is comedy gold."
"Nobody asked you Witch!"
"I don't need anyone to tell me what I can and can not do, pretty boy."
"Alright everyone shut up!" Lelouch yelled, there where 6 people total, Lelouch was the detective, and the other three where either innocent, or guilty, but there was no telling who. The five unknowns where in a room with an electric chair, the other people playing where Kallen, Suzaku, C.C. Rivalz, and a guy named Sallymcsaggytits. "You, Kallen, you get to go first... to determine your innocence, name a song by British artists..."
"What!?" Suzaku yelled. "That's not fair!"
"Uh, Yellow submarine by the beetles." Kallen said as her avatar sat in the chair.
"Good, you are innocent." Her avatar got off of the chair.
"Bullshit..." Suzaku muttered.
"You're next muscle head."
"Fuck off..." He got in the chair.
"Suzaku, same question."
"Yellow submarine by the beetles."
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT
His avatar died.
"Dude what the fuck!?"
"Rule numbah one, no copying."
"How was I supposed to know!?"
"I thought it was obvious you where supposed to come up with your own."
"GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR IM GONNA KILL YOU..."
"Cant do that while your dead genius, C.C. you are next."
C.C.'s avatar sat in the chair.
"Same question."
"... Anything by Ozzy Ozborne?"
"... Good enough."
"OH COME ON WHAT THE FUCK!?"
"Dead people aren't allowed to talk Suzaku."
"HHHHHHHHHHHHHMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMM"
"Better."
C.C. got off of the chair.
"Hey does that chair have any oil in it, we need to liberate that oil..."
POW
Lelouch got a head shot on Rivalz avatar
"Fuckin really rivals!?"
"I couldn't help it! HAHAHAHAHA!"
"Alright, that's one dead infidel, we can take his scalp after we finish off the other one, whoever he is."
"Could it be Sallymcsaggytits?" Kallen asked.
"... lets find out"
POW
"Nope, wasn't him."
"C.C. then?"
"NO ITS NOT M-"
POW
"FUCK!"
"That's every one except me and... you."
Lelouch's avatar turned to see Kallen had placed a C-4 charge on the wall while he was messing with the others.
"IM SORRY MY LOVE I HAD TO!"
"I TRUSTED YOU!"
"WAIT! WE CAN DIE TOGETHER FOR ALLAH TOGETHER!"
"Yes!"
"LET US ALL SING A MERRY TUNE AS WE CELEBRATE CHRISTMAS A MONTH LATE WHILE INSULTING EVERYONE!"
"Ahem, me-me-me-meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"
K "Dashing through the sands~!"
L "With a bomb strapped to my back~!"
C "I've got a nasty plan for Christmas in Iraq~!"
S "I got through checkpoint A~!"
R "But not through checkpoint B~!"
K "That's when I got shot in the ass by the U.S Military~!"
L "Jingle bombs, jingle bombs, mine blew up you see~!"
K "Now where are all the virgins Osama promised me~!?"
EVERYONE: "ALLAHU AKBAR!"
BOOM!
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"MERRY-LATE-FUCKING CHRISTMAS COCK-SUCKERS!"
A/N I am not sorry...