Kris: anytime ;)

Parker: *watching the three* ...

Kris: eh, i might aswell do something. *throws a boomerang to try to hit one of them*

Issac: parker watch out kris has bad aim-

Parker: hm?

Issac: . *grabs her hand and brings her towards himself*

Parker: woa- uh- thanks!

Issac: mhm. *picks up the boomerang and hits kris*

Kris: ouch. *looks behind herself to see issac holding parkers hand when he pulled her close* aww~

Issac: .

Parker: oh uhm, i think they went that way? *points in the opposite direction*

Kris: nah you're an idiot they went that way. *points kn the direction theyre in*

Parker: .

Issac: and thats our cue to walk faster before stuff goes down

Parker: pfft-

Parker: okay yup im going with issac- *walks away into a restroom*

Kris: i dont think you have a change of clothes buddy

Parker: dammit. can't you uh... slide some under the uh...?

Kris: nah. waste of ink. besides, its only a mile walk back to the apartments. i suggest you both run so they get a blurry shot.

Parker: ...*exits the restroom and walks up the sidewalk trying to catch up with issac*

Kris: im surprised parker has not died yet from anxiety
i guess issac did really help parker.

Kris: heh, guys chill. the worst shes gonna do is probably keep it in her camera roll.

Parker: thats the one issue-

Kris: meh. shes probably gonna blackmail yall with it.

Parker: KRIS DONT GIVE HER IDEAS-

Issac: welp uh... im gonna get changed before any more paparazi come along-

Kris: *wheeze* nah, nah. i didnt even get my photo yet ;)

Issac: good-

Parker: im never dressing up nor trusting kris again-

Issac: wha- HEY!

Kris: pfft- sweet to hear that you trusted me in the first place

Parker: well- wait. *looks at charlie and looks a little embarrassed* .

Kris: *wheeze*

Kris: at least I found someone weirder than me

K: he wasn't quite weird

Kris: didn't you run away?

K: you already did it and now I know you don't want to waste your ink to make another

Kris: ...why does a figure made out of ink know more-

K: cause I'm the best ;)

Kris: I wonder what Kris would look like as a male...

K: don't even think about it

Kris: nahhh it'll be fun :D

K: oh hell nah *runs*

Kris: *wheeze* fine, I'll just do it to myself. *makes a clone as a boy version of herself* ...ew

(M)Kris: sup.

Kris: hell no this is confusing- *takes out eraser*

Kris: I'll have to go with the uhhhh

K: ...well?

Kris: mALe? maybe female-

K: choose one-

Kris: eh, devil is rocking his style so I'll have to go with the dude.

K: ouch.

Kris: *laying on the ground* ..........

K: get up lazy bones

Kris: nah. my spine is jelly

Kris: wHo sAyS I'm fiNe-?

K: bleeding from the neck is nothing. *slaps a band aid on her neck*

Kris: ...DIDN'T I GIVE YOU MEDICAL CLASSES!??

probably

Alex: all... all I did was stand by the water looking out with josh-

K: hey, I had to strike~

Kris: *on the ground groaning*

K: shut up

Kris: oWw

K: karma-

Kris: oh jesus-

K: I don't think creator is gonna blink, guys-

Kris: welp, let's see ;)

K: ...can't they edit themselves to... not... blink?

Kris: I don't know if they're smart enough ;)

K: and that last sentence is how kris dies

its not like I'm gonna kill ya :)
at least... not as long as creator is here...

K: kris what the fuc-

Kris: bro who invited you-

K: you tell me

Kris: ...well-

THY SHALL NEVER- oh ok. *sits down*

K: how the hell- creator you actually- good work.

Kris: jesus Kris, I'm not insane-!

K: alright genocider

Kris: okay look-

Nono, she has a point.
Rock paper scissors it is ;)

K: ........

Kris: what, I have to bring the maturity of my kid self at some point

K: how is rock paper scissors mature-

Welp someone has to die and be the main... uhhh...I'll leave creator up to this one

K: smart-

oh cmon, devil i know you-... wait how would this... hm. the only way I can figure this out is a fight to the death ;)
*throws a wooden sword to both of them* FIGHTTTT

K: ...or... or you can just call them male or fe-

Kris: MY IDEA IS BETTER
NOW FIGHT DAMMITTTT

K: : |

Fine, I'll accept it. I'm... IM...
iM a gOofY gOoBeR, YeAh!

K: I am so sorry for the braincells you have lost from her.

Kris: ...

ouch. so im... extraordinary?