Joy: I FINALLY GOT IT.

Air: Got what?

Joy: DA BOOK.

Seashell: Book 11?

Joy: What? No, I read that weeks ago.

Air: What book?

Joy: A COURT OF MIST AND FURY. 

Rainkeeper: How is it?

Joy: Well, I'm only six chapters in, but IT'S AWESOME.

Joy: Can I get a pet Lucien? I want a pet Lucien.

Air: And I want Destiel to be canon, but we don't always get what we want.

*Players appear*

Moon: WHAT. 

Air: Why you mad?

Moon: I'M BUSY!

Winter: Moon, please, we all have things we'd rather be doing then this game.

Qibli: I, for instance, would rather being doing Winter, but we all know that's never gonna happen. 

Carnelian: This isn't THAT bad.

Starflight: Wait WHAT?

Glory: Somebody LIKES this?

Carnelian: Well, my alternative is being dead, so.....

Tsunami: Fair point. What's on today's agenda?

Joy: Well, we are putting your fate in the hands of a higher power.

Peril: Like the sky?

Glory: Or the stars?

Hosts:.......

Rainkeeper: No, like a magic eight ball.

Joy: *tosses a Magic Eight ball on a table*

Deathbringer: Ooooooh, are we hustling pool?

Carnelian: POOL? POOL CUES!?!?! JOUSTING!!!!!!!!

Nightflyer: Oh no, not again.

Air: We're NOT playing pool.

Rainkeeper: Unfortunately.

Glory: Awwwwwwwww.

Joy: We're using the ball to decide your fate!

Fatespeaker:....How?

Seashell: You ask a question ad shake the ball, and a little triangle appears in the window, and it answers your question.

Rainkeeper: So, in this case, the question is "Will this dragon survive?"

Joy: And I react depending on the answer!

Peril: That sounds.....

Turtle: Terrifying.

Kinkajou: AWESOME!

Air: Let's get started!

Nightflyer: Just so you're aware, It is Certain would mean you survive, Most Likely would be an event that Joy gets to choose that would have a low chance of killing the dragon, No would mean certain death.

Air: And we'll just see what happens if you get something else. 

Joy: *shakes Magic Eight ball*

Joy: Will Clay survive?

Ball: Yes.

Clay: Yay!

Peril: Oh thank the moons,

  Joy: *shakes Magic Eight ball* 

Joy: Will Peril Survive?

Ball: Unlikely.

Joy: What does that one mean?

Rainkeeper: Choose something that could potentially kill her.

Joy: Well, in THAT case.....

Joy: Let's put her on the Titanic!

Peril: What's-

Seashell: *snaps talons*

Peril: *disappears*

Clay: AH! Where'd she go???

Air: She'll be fine,

Air:...........Maybe.

Joy: *shakes Magic Eight ball* 

Joy: Will Tsunami survive?

Ball: No doubt about it.

Riptide: Phew.

Joy: BORING!

Joy: *shakes Magic Eight ball*

Joy: Will Riptide survive?

Ball: Answer unclear- ask later.

Tsunami: What does THAT mean?

Seashell: It means we skip him and come back later.

Riptide: That's not reassuring....

Joy: *shakes Magic Eight ball*

Joy: Will Glory survive?

Deathbringer: I'm warning you, magic ball of fate....

Ball: Positively.

Deathbringer: Well done.

Glory: *facetalons*

Joy: *shakes Magic Eight ball*

Joy: Will Deathbringer survive?

Glory: *glares at Magic Eight Ball*

Ball: So it shall be.

Glory: I like this thing.

Joy: *groans* I WANNA KILL SOMEONE!

Joy: *shakes Magic Eight ball*

Joy: Will Fatespeaker survive?

Ball: The stars say no.

Joy:......Ander, if you did something, THANK YOU.

Joy: *kills Fatespeaker*

Starflight: *screams*

Nightflyer: Moving on.

Joy: *shakes Magic Eight ball*

Joy: Will Starflight survive?

Ball: Yes.

Joy: HOW?

Joy: *shakes Magic Eight ball*

Joy: Will Sunny survive?

Joy: Well, I've shook it like seven times, but the answers the same. 

Ball: The stars say no.

Air: Sorry Sunny.

Sunny: It's fine. *sighs*

Joy: I'll make it quick. *snaps Sunny's neck*

All: *horrified*

Joy: She'll be FINE.

Starflight: Well, both my love interests are dead. Did I have any other options?

Tsunami: NO.

Glory: DEFINITELY NOT.

Clay: YOU HAD NO OTHER SHIPS WHATSOEVER.

Starflight:.........?

Joy: *shakes Magic Eight ball*

Joy: Will Winter survive? Please say no...

Ball: Unlikely.

Joy: DEATH BY UNICORN POWER!

Winter: Wait what?

Seashell: *snaps talons*

Winter: *disappears*

Joy: *shakes Magic Eight ball*

Joy: Will Moon survive?

Ball: No doubt about it.

Qibli: Thanks.

Moon: What, you're glad about me but no comment about Winter?

Qibli:.....I KNOW he's coming back- why bothering grieving about it?

Air: That's just me with Supernatural at this point. The Winchesters will be fine...ish.

Joy: *shakes Magic Eight ball*

Joy: Will Qibli survive?

Ball: Unlikely.

Joy: Oooooh, Qinter! Let's see....

Joy: Let's put him in a forest with a hungry and well-armed Feyre! That'll kill him for sure!

Qibli: Wha-

Seashell: *snaps talons*

Qibli: *disappears*

Moon: Well, there go both my boyfriends.

Moon: Carnelian, you still available?

Carnelian: Anytime. 

Joy: *shakes Magic Eight ball*

Joy: Will Umber survive?

Ball: So it shall be.

Umber: WOO-HOO!

Joy: *shakes Magic Eight ball*

Joy: Will Turtle survive?

Ball: Cannot foretell now

Joy: Intriguing....We'll be back for you.

Turtle: I'm afraid.

Riptide: So am I.

Joy: *shakes Magic Eight ball*

Joy: Will Kinkajou survive?

Ball: Very likely.

Kinkajou: Yay!

Joy: *shakes Magic Eight ball*

Joy: Will Carnelian survive?

Ball: Looks like yes.

Joy: What? She's the only one that SHOULD be dead! *shakes again*

Joy: Will Carnelian survive?

Ball: Absolutely.

Joy:......*shakes*

Ball: No doubt about it.

Joy:.........Creepy....

Rainkeeper: And now we go back to the Seawing boys.

Joy: Will Turtle survive? *shakes ball*

Ball: You can count on it.

Kinkajou: Phew.

Turtle: That thing had me worried for a moment.

Joy: Will Riptide survive? *shakes ball*

Ball: Yes.

Riptide: Oh thank goodness.

Tsunami: Now can we smash that stupid thing?

Joy: NO! MY FORTUNE TELLER!

Kinkajou: *grabs ball*

Kinkajou: *smashes with pineapple*

Joy:........Well done.

Clay: Can you bring back the others now?

Seashell: Of course. *snaps talons*

*Sunny and Fatespeaker appears*

Glory: Where's everyone else?

Hosts:........

Peril: *clinging to a door in the ocean*

Rose: I'll never let go Jack! *lets go*

Peril: Oh, you BITCH!  

Peril: *flips door*

Rose: *falls in ocean*

Peril: *climbs on door and paddles away*

Qibli: *running through a forest and screaming*

Feyre: GET BACK HERE! *shooting ash arrows*

Qibli: GET AWAY FROM ME TINY SCAVENGER!

Winter: *hyperventilating*

Unicorns: *have Winter surrounded*

Winter: Please.... I'm one of you! I'm sparkly! See?!

Unicorns: *point their horns towards Winter*

Winter: No!

Winter: *is killed by rainbow unicorn magic*

Hosts:..........

Rainkeeper: I'm sure they're fine.

Players:..........

Glory: Riiiiiight.