Me: Ask her, not me Twist: ...

Twist: :p

Twist: Hehe...

Twist: Bye! Thanks for checking in. Next time remember your Tesco club card.

Twist: ? I didn’t friggin do this?! You didn’t even ask what happened!

(It’s fine I am definitely not listening to old minecraft songs) Twist: And no, you are not a joke to me. Besides, why would I do this to myself? Especially when Ghost is friggin watching my every move after she saw the state I was in last time... hehe...

Twist: A ****ing black bastard.

Twist: Yeah... he was holding something in his hand and threw it in my eye. Dunno what though...

Twist: Nah he used them on himself.

Twist: But anyway, what’s wrong with being gay? *she has a slight edge to her voice, but not so much that it sounded threatening*

Twist: Yeah.. Shade: *he appears behind her* You getting pissed bout your girlfriend redhead? *he giggles*

Twist: *she turns around and crosses her arms* Nah, protective. And you’ve never felt protective about anyone but yourself, bastard. SHade: ...

Twist: No shit. Shade: ... at least I succeeded at something. *he looks at her eye*

Shade: Hmh. Twist: Anyway, what’s it meant to frickin do? Apart from make me look weird.

Shade: *he shrugs* Depends. *he turns around and starts walking off* Twist: Watcha mean, ‘depends’?

Shade: Depends how you react to it. *he dissapears* Twist: ... brilliant. Well, better plan my funeral. *she rolls her eyes*

Twist: Nah. Hang me from a tree. I’d like that better. *she grins*

Twist: Flop me over a fricken branch- ... Nah wait I have rope here... *she teleports some rope into her hand* ... it’s been in my room for a while.

(Gtg :p