Adam

These sheep were INSANE.

We all ran as fast as we could, thanks to Mitch's keen eye. Boy, what would we do without him?

The sheep growled angrily behind us. They were some strange looking sheep, alright, just yellow floating heads surrounded by yellow floating rods. And smoke. And fireballs. And fire balls. Hehehe.

One sheep angrily threw a fireball straight at Ian, who dodged it just in time.

"Oh my god! Sheep, IWILLDEVOURYOURBRAINSWHILEYOUSLEEP-This is quite the pickle we're in!" Ian acknowledged as we ran. Nobody acknowledged that really bipolar thing. Yeah, Ian gets a bit bipolar when we're in 'a pickle'.

Another sheep shot a fireball at Mitch, except Mitch didn't dodge, and caught on fire.

"Mitch you are on fire," Jerome said.

"OH MY GOD JEROME SHUT UP HE KNOWS I HATE EVERYONE AND THESE SHEEP," Ty yelled.

"I'm hot now! So smexy," Mitch said happily, making THAT stupid pun.

Wow.

Like,

Srsly Mitch wtf.

Suddenly, we all skidded to a halt as we neared a seemingly bottomless cliff.

"Hey, haha, here I am again..." Jason sighed.

"THE SHEEP ARE RIGHT BEHIND US OH NOE," I said in an unnecessarily loud voice.

"Okay guys-WEWILLALLPERISHINTHISCRUELCAVEGAME-Whatever you do, don't jump off the cliff!" Ian exclaimed.

"OKAY," I said again in my unnecessarily loud voice and jumped off the cliff. "TALK ABOUT A CLIFFHANGER!" I exclaimed. The joke was so bad that everyone else jumped off too in attempt to kill themselves from the terrible pun.

"DAMNIT ADAM YOU HAD ONE JOB! I HATE EVERYONE!" Ty exclaimed.

"THIS MITCH IS ON FIYAAAAA~" Mitch said, still burning.

"I am falling now." Jerome said.

"WEWILLFALLTOTHEWRATHOFTHISWORLD-Oh no guys we're gonna die!" Ian said fearfully.

"I hate myself," Jason said quietly.

"So do we, Jason. So do we..." I told him as we plunged to our deaths.