[Cutbug makes it to the food court, only to find that all of the restaurants have been taken over by zombie rats. Having no better alternative, Cutbug decides to hide behind the counter of the Arby’s section and... y’know what, I’ll let you finish that sentence.]
A plague has consumed the town, summoning Pestilence, Horseman of the Apocalypse!"Oh, for real? That’s good!" [Cutbug spits out the half-skeletal remains of a rat and starts running towards the Cheesecake Factory.]
A plague has consumed the town, summoning Pestilence, Horseman of the Apocalypse!(Tales runs into his wife outside the mall’s propane shop.)
”Hey! Tales, you cad! Where have you been?”
“Ohhhh no. Uhh, honey, I can explain...”
”Whatever. I’m going to Taco Bell, do you want anything?”
“Uh, no. I’m more of a Dc Monald’s man myself.”
“Now! Let us engage in the art of deduction!”Jimmy looks around, like he did something wrong.
Then he stuffs Xbox Games, Dropmix Cards, and Vinyl Records Into his backpack.
He then runs into the Halloween store.
“ I have almost died twice. I’m just treating myself. Also I’ll play the games with you if you want.”
Edited by DookieIdiotNimrod on Oct 15th 2020 at 1:22:03 AM
Taco Bell, interestingly enough, is still in business; much to the server's regret, as a horde of zombies is scrambling at the counter.
Meanwhile, at the Halloween store...
"Alright guys, we gotta find the spookiest, freakiest decorations there are. No one else will see our party, but that doesn't mean we shouldn't make it better and scarier than everyone else's!"
she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monster[Cutbug is currently demolishing the Cheesecake Factory, eating as much cheesecake as they possibly can. Damn, they’ve got one hell of a sweet tooth...]
A plague has consumed the town, summoning Pestilence, Horseman of the Apocalypse!"How about a giant mechanical spider? Everyone needs a giant mechanical spider."
Hey how you doing well I'm doing just fine I lied I'm dying insideCity Hall
Tropes, wearing a facemask and dressed in a formal suit from which the jacket and tie have been removed for convenience, is laying out cheap plastic chairs for the debate. No one else is currently present save for Neil the tall faceless humanoid, who is off to the side mixing his world-famous pumpkin punch.
"I tell you, Neil, chair placement is an art form. Of all my bad decisions as mayor, I most deeply regret slashing the Chair Commitee's budget. And not just because having to deal with the Chair of Chairs made for confusing paperwork."
Edited by TropesForever on Oct 15th 2020 at 8:01:59 PM
thebeatles.com/careersOutside City Hall, Knife unintentionally parks the car in a bush.
"Alright guys! We're here! Time for the debate. Don't forget your stuff."
Knife grabs a mask from the glove compartment of the car, as well as a pistol, and heads inside.
"Taco's campaign is here! Has anyone else came? Or do we win by default?"
and the public won't dwell on my transmission cause it wasn't televised.“I wish Nimrod wasn’t dead.”
“Ooh! I found something! So it’s a holly gram that you can switch from Nightmare Retardant to Nightmare Fuel!”
[Gameboy, having unceremoniously turned into a zombie, is harassing the camera crew preparing to film the debate.]
"Sir, please! Leave us alone!"
"I-I-I-I LOV-OV-OVE TAC-C-C-C-CO!"

"Bob, please keep those zombies at least six feet away from us."
I lead yall to the Halloween store, where there are a few zombies shambling about. The cashier is dressed as a zombie, but it's hard to tell if it's just a costume or if he's actually one. He's wearing a mask.
she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monster