Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32932951-20181206223333/@comment-27661770-20181208003935

A portal spits out three figures, all of which become engaged in a heated verbal argument due to some comments from one.

One of them is a fucking... Green-fleshed clown with an iron mask on. His clothes are a little ripped and he has a rather bloody stop sign.

Another is a man in almost all black, with a pair of goggles on him. He's armed to the teeth and the quietest one of them, but arguably the most fervent.

And the third is... A fucking humanoid horse. Gray skin/fur/whatever, equally gray eyes, and bulletproof armor that has taken many a bullet. A Desert Eagle-like pistol hangs from his side, and a sniper rifle sits on his back. He's putting away a FAL.

When the first two notice each other, they go quiet. The third one is sstill yelling.

"...THIS SHIT DIDN'T NEED TO FUCKING HAPPEN TODAY! I GET THROWN OUT OF MY FUCKING HOME AND COUNTRY WITH TWO FUCKING RANDOMS AND YOU EXPECT ME TO SHUT MY GODDAMN MOUTH?! WHO IN THE GODDAMN EVEN ARE THESE TWO?! CARTOON ZOMBIE CLOWN FREAK AND "2000'S CALLED THEY WANT THEIR EDGE BACK"?!"