Carlo (Not my OC)

OJ:

“Wait isn’t that your blood?@

OJ: "Yes, it is. It's how I refill my insides when it goes sour."

Milk: "It may be the Baja Blast speaking, buy I vividly remember blowing up, the carton melting away from my bones. Death greeted me. And it will greet me again."

bro got baja blasted💀

“No it won’t.”

Milk: "How would you know? I'm fragile, an egg, ready to be broken."

“Because I said so.”

Milk: "I'm the one who says so."

OJ: "You...okay, bro?"

Milk: "I've been doing nothing exciting my entire life. And me constantly watching over you drains me."

“Uhhhh… MEANWHILE AT THE COMBINATION KFC AND TACO BELL!!”

Milk: "WOOOOOOO TACO TIIIIME!"

OJ: "I want me some chicken!"

110: *in background* You know, it’s been a while since we were publicly used.

112: Mhm.

110: Like, all our creator did was show us, and then boom. Nothing.

112: Mhm.

110: But like, we could’ve had more to us. Now our other creator is moving onto making more original stories, which don’t get me wrong, is a pretty big thing for them. But like, we’ll go out of the public eye’s knowledge.

112: Mhm.

110: I know I’ve mostly sounded like a dingus, but like, think about it.

Milk: "Shut up, you two, we're getting food."

Since we're inserting random ocs, here comes depressed tentacle ghost, sitting at a table, sad.

Zalem: …Why?

Milk: "She likes murdering people. She's...the sister I never wanted."

Zalem: *slowly starts taking steps back*

Milk: "And somehow, she has a husband, and children. And here I am, alone."

Zalem: O-Okay, that sounds alright…

(We need content, INSERT DC OC)

The Raven King stood there, menacingly. A group of ravens surrounded him.

Milk: He sighed, tired.

Zalem: *stepping far away enough for the camera to suddenly pan out enough for them to look really small*

The Raven King suddenly appeared behind Zalem. "Watch your step."

Zalem: …

The ravens on him cawed. "Shush."

112: Hm >:(

110: …So how was being a lawyer before you started doing what you do now?

112: *shrug*

The Frowner floated over to the two, frowning as usual.

Milk: "I want, like, 20 soft tacos."

Taco Bell employee: Sir, uh/

"Did I stutter?"

Taco Bell employee: 20 soft tacos, alright sir.

OJ: "I want like 5 buckets of chicken and mashed potatoes with gravy."

Taco Bell employee: …Okay-

Milk climbed onto the counter, pulled out a debit card he hid by bending the fabric of spsce, and slid it into the machine or whatever tf you call it

“Narrator note here, what?”

"What's even going on here anymore"

Zalem: I just want to go home.

Milk: "Me too."

The Raven King: "I don't have a home. Not anymore."

“Ok so what now?”

"I got an idea"

OJ: "Hey guys! I made a bomb!" She held a time bomb in her hands!"

Milk: "Wha-How did you eve-"

*It explodes, and goes back to OJ’s first comment.*

OJ: "It was m- Wait, this feels familiar."

“No it doesn’t.”

OJ:I did it like this. *she chugs orange juice*

BUT WHY

OJ: *chugs another glass of orange juice*

*dies*

OJ:

*laughtrack*

(Frick ran out of images to use)
OJ: it was yo-*burp, then points at Milk* him!

*nobody’s there to do anything so uh-

RANDOM OC THAT I HAVEN’T MENTIONED TO THE PUBLIC SINCE JUNE 2ND GO*

Zalem: …What am I supposed to be doing here?

Milk: "I dunno. To be honest, we've all fallen down into madness."

Zalem: AH! *almost punts Milk out of reflex*

Milk: "Geez- How hard is it for people not to kick me?! I swear to-"

OJ: "Okay, okay. I have an idea, we murder people."