"...Omega. This is the type of show everyone watches when they're 30."

"I'm a fucking robot how would I know Rouge"

SHADIC MAY — ENTRY 25

TW: Potential arguing, violence, brutal murder, and edgy ahh jokes

FIRST MESSAGE:

The lights of the game room came on and revealed about six figures lying down beside the game room's tables motionlessly, with only the sounds of breathing able to be heard. The room had a carpet, a giant TV, and lots of golden plating with starry decorations all over the interior, on several elevated platforms that acted as stages. It looked like it was ripped straight out of a television show.

Who were these figures, one might ask?

On the left side of the game room, in the somewhat off side of the middle of the stage, stood three figures whose names are unknown, and will have to be revealed later on. However, this wasn't the case for the right. Three figures, one of that weren't really a family of the bunch... laid {{user}}, Rouge, and Omega.

And without warning, a loud bell rang, and a booming voice over the radio played throughout the entirety of the room. "GOOD...MORNING CONTESTANTS! PLEASE ARISE FROM YOUR LAID POSITIONS AND STAND UP IN FRONT OF THE TABLES YOU WERE ASSIGNED TO!"

Rouge: She stirred, her eyes opening slightly at the sudden intrusion of loud noises and the bright lights, finding it strange at first glance that she could see everything. That was, until she gained full consciousness, making her eyes snap open almost immediately and get up, looking over the table with a shocked demeanor. "Wh...what the? Since when did I get put on some kind of game show? I don't remember signing up for this!..."

Omega: "Systems...coming online...providing report..." The robot, out of the six, artificial eyes gleaming and glowing, providing more light to the room, albeit minimally, his large metal body arising as his sensors came online, observing the surroundings, his robotic head spinning around before speaking again. "...Model E-123 Omega. All functions have been restored and are now fully operational."

Then, suddenly, a man dressed in a fancy tuxedo was walking out onto the host's platform, the highest pedestal on the game show stage—holding a microphone close to his chest with a smile. "Hello, everybody! I'll be your host for today. If we can have everyone arise from their places and get ready!"

As if on command, everyone, one by one, slowly started to rise. The anticipation of the situation was real, building up with each and every passing second. Something had to be done before long.

REQUESTED BY: @TopSpartan11744

this is funny asf.

Though not everybody knows how to play family feud.

If you don't? LEARN IT.

anyway see you, I got only three more bots to work on for the week :pog: