Hey, it’s Daisy, so you know the fan game I had mentioned in a previous news report, well I sort of realize I can’t really work on it by myself, I can do it with the prototype but once the demo is released, I wanted to have it official assets, but I can only draw outfits and landscapes, I don’t really know how to do a proper character design without relying on Gacha and I don’t really know how to properly draw buildings and roads, so I’m putting together a team, I just need another artist one who can draw buildings and characters, even buy some simple concepts, as well as a music producer, I already have some music selected but, I figured maybe why no and I don’t really know how to properly drop buildings, so I’m putting together a team, I just need another artist one who can draw buildings and characters, even by some simple concepts, as well as a music producer, I already have some music selected but, I figured meh why not, if anyone is interested, please join this discord server https://discord.gg/mRSh356pf4

Thank you

This is a description of my Riddle School OC(her name is part of the title), but some of these facts are most likely going to get debunked by the original creators of a few other characters that will be mentioned, I just thought I would at least get the description part out of the way so you can get what she’s like

{She looks exactly like Phil Eggtree in terms of the shape of her head(if Jonochrome drew her) and her eye color, but the rest of her inherited traits are different, she has black hair(it’s the same length you would expect from a boy if they have hair, it’s also wavy), and a Hispanic skin tone(and there’s an explanation for it)

She is Phil Eggtree’s twin sister(she is also older than him by 25 seconds)

She and Phil are the stepsiblings of the iconic man himself, Pico(The Eggtree twins biological mother died of complications after birth,Their biological father remarried Pico’s biological mother when the twins were three months old, and when Pico was 18 both his mother and stepfather died in a car crash, which means he is also the legal guardian of the twins)

Her favorite color is hot pink

She’s a Stalwart Leader just like her brother, but she is also a music prodigy

She attends an all girls prep school called Esther Academy and her best friends with one of Smiley’s African-American cousins who also attends the same school

I made multiple adaptations of her in fanfiction, one of those adaptations said that she is sexually attracted to women instead of men, but her other adaptations say that she’s actually attracted to men instead of women, as a result her official sexuality is bisexual(meaning she is attracted to both men and women)

Her biological mother and her stepmother are both white American women(with human decency), but her biological father is a pure blooded Latino male who’s English is on point(meaning both her and Phil or half American half Mexican)

Aside from the hair, most of her inherited traits are from her father, meaning that aside from the eyecolor and the fact that he’s bald Phil looks exactly like his mother(which is why he is a white man just by the way he looks)

Her favorite instrument is the flute

She was nearly used as a vessel for demonic ritual(being performed by three upper-classmates) that required human sacrifices in order for it to work, but thanks to her playing a little game of detective, she managed to save herself(most of her peers were killed in the process unfortunately)

At first she didn’t make any friends because she was worried that some dumb gossip or drama that was completely false might ruin the relationship the moment it starts to flourish, as a result she had trust issues and can only make acquaintances, she still does to this day despite the fact that she has a best friend who is always by her side

Eventually in the future she will become Zack Kelvin girlfriend

She doesn’t like to wear make up, and thinks self-centered women who wear make up all day are tragic

Her favorite Mexican food is the cheese rollup from Taco Bell(she used to work for Taco Bell when she was 16 but she quit when she was 18 due to the fact that the new manager was a sexist A[Butt]Hole)

She has a love-hate mindset with anime and manga, she loves it because of the musician based stories within them, she hates him because she is disgusted by the fact that anime porn exist

Favorite TV show is Victorious(one time she pulled a prank on Pico by shooting the ceiling and interrupting his response by singing the shows theme song)

She is an alto and sings like an angel

Her favorite classical song is Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven

Her favorite music genre(s) is Pop and Classical

She would eventually graduate college under music theory and become a popstar by the name of Pink Cookie(One of her hit songs was a duet with the one and only Hatsune Miku)

She is afraid of bats(as a result she thinks vampire romance movies are cringe)

(this is more of an opinion then a fact but I’m just gonna say it anyways)if a famous celebrity voiced her, Dove Cameron will be the perfect candidate

She and her siblings can speak English and Spanish(Ella y sus hermanas pueden hablar inglés y español)

Even though she loves cats, she’s actually a dog person

If she gets a week in FNF, One of her songs will sort of be similar to the second song Phil has in the Riddle School FNF mod, with the catch being that there will be multiple Gen Z pop culture references, just to show what her personality and experiences are like in comparison to Mr.ICanEscapeSchool(Phil Eggtree) himself(same personality different experience)}

And that’s it, I hope you enjoyed

hay guys, daisy here, I just want to tell you that I'm working on a game of my own, a senior school project on HaxeFlixel (if I spelled it worng, I'm sorry), I can't tell you everything about the game, but...what I can tell you is that it's a Riddle School visual novel that Isn't some boring dating sim(even thou romance dose play a part in the story, along side grief), it's kind of like Danganronpa but with a different plot.

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Virus is now on Earth and it's to Phil to stop him, Phil will learn how to contorl his new power, he'll get a weapon that can be helpful on his journey to save the uintverse ones again, Phil will witness Virus taking someone important to him. Will Phil be able to contorl his power? Will Phil's new tool be uesful to him? How will Phil reacted to Virus's action? Find out more on Riddle Knight:The Legend Of Philip.

Phil woke up in a hospital bed with no shirt, no shoes, just socks, pants, a brown bandage that's raped around his chest, and some medical equipment, everything was a blur, Phil turned his head to the Right to see a blur of mint green, yellow, and brown, his vision then cleared and the mint green, yellow, and brown blur was actually a yellow-skinned Brunette girl in a Mint green dress feeling a little blue "Smi...ley?" Phil asked weakly Smiley looked at Phil then gasped with a smile "Phil! I'm so happy you're ok, you scared the sunflowers out of me." Smiley said excitedly with her hand on Phil's cheek "where am I? what's going on?" Phil asked, an adult man with a Stubborn face for a head approached him "Hello Phil, my name is Stubby Mathew Sundae, but you can call me Matt, I'm Smiley's dad, you're in the Phoenix Dorp Vally's local Hospital in one of the VIP sweets" The man said "Its nice to meet you, sir, but do you know what's going on here?" Phil asked "well you fainted at the entrance of Riddle Elementary School after you and that young murderer had a 'Play Date', but lucky for you, my daughter here was at the town square and she told everyone everything that happened and what's happening, every last little detail, during sed 'Play Date', Your a Hero Phil, everyone is proud of you" Matt said Phil then looked at Smiley "so that's how the crowd of people formed outside the school." Phil said "heh heh, yeah, I bet you're wondering how long you were out, well you were out for 2 weeks, and look, the mayor left you this" Smiley said as she grabbed a black box and opens it to reveal a big gold coin with an eagle on it tied to a blue ribbon on a small red velvet pillow "Oh My Irene, is that a hero's medal?" Phil asked Smiley nodded yes "but I really don't deserve this" Phil said with a look of guilt on his face "Phil, its ok, we all make mistakes, we also learn from them, its part of human life." Matt said "my dad got a point, there nothing `for to feel sad about, by the way, the doctor said you're free to home, but I wanted you to come to my house instead for a sleepover because tomorrows a really big day, is that ok with you?" Smiley asked Phil grabbed the box out of Smiley's hand, looked at the medal and thought for a moment then once again looked at Smiley and this time he smiled at her "of course" Phil answered Smiley was so happy that she hugged Phil(again) for 3 minutes before separating, The nurses removed the medical equipment from Phil's body before Phil got off the bed to put his green hoodie, brown shoes and the medal on then leave with Matt and Smiley

Before Phil, Smiley and her dad went to the car to get to Smiley's house a semi-large group of people with flash cameras ran to the three and try to take a picture of Phil, the flashing lights from the cameras were so bright that Phil can barely see a thing "W..What the.." Phil said the light was then blocked by Matt's body "leave him alone, he's a kid NOT a pop star." Matt said in anger before he told Phil and Smiley to fallow him and start to push and shove the Paparazzi out of his way and all three ran to the car as fast as they can and drove off, they finally made is to the sundae's home only to see the smiling faces of Phred and Zack "Phil." Phred said "Phred." Phil said "how are you dude, we haven't seen you sents school." Phred said "I know" Phil responded

A few hours later, night has fallen

The group is in a circle playing a game of Truth or Dare "Truth or Dare, Zack?" Phil asked "MMM...Dare" Zack answered "you have to...mmm...Kiss Poppy." Phil said Smiley and Phred laughed Poppy is Smiley's pug puppy Zack crawled to Poppy and kissed him "EW DOG FUR!!"  Zack complained the rest laughed hard "I think I'd peed my pants" Smiley laughed "alright, alright, alright, it's your turn Phil, Truth or Dare?" Phred asked "Uh...yeah I'm gonna go with Truth" Phil answered, "when you were asleep in the Hospital for 2 weeks what was your dream?" Phred asked Phil Told his dream to his friends and they were shocked by what he said, Phil's dream was that he was in a dark empty void 1st he saw Diz and Whack Kid smiling then they started to glitch then Diz turned into a pile of Glowing green goo and Whack Kid a pile of Glowing gray goo both pile's of Glowing goo mixed each other to make a pile of Glowing white goo Then the goo turned in to a gray person in Glowing white changes and Diz's clothes, the person has Blood red eyes with pupils shaped like X's, he's still glitching, he walked up to Phil slowly "Hello Philip, I missed you." The Person said before his left-hand turns into a T-Rex's left hand with claws made of metal "who are you?" Phil asked, "I AM VIRUS!" the person answered he then used his hand  to kill Phil but he missed because somehow Phil want to another part of the void only to see Viz, Quiz, and four other aliens, the first alien raised his hand "the name's Thorax" the first alien said before putting his hand down, the second alien raised her hand "my name is Nene" the second alien said before putting her hand down, the third alien raised her hand "I'm Liz" the third alien said before putting her hand down, the fourth alien raised her hand "I'm Violet Veal, but you can call me V. V. " the fourth alien said before putting her hand down "ok, now that Phil knows everyone, let us begin." Quiz said all six aliens gathered in a circle around Phil "what's going on?" Phil asked "Viz, glasses." Quiz said "O-Oh" Viz said before he took his glasses off Phil gasped then all six aliens summed six orbs one each

Red-Telacanesus-Viz
Orange-Strength-Thorax
Yellow-Electricity-Nene
Green-Speed-Liz
Blue-Illusion-Quiz
Purple-MindControl-V. V.

The aliens pushed The orbs at Phil all the orbs spined around him then fused into his body making their powers a part of him, everything when white and before everything when black the aliens, all at the same time, told Phil to Fallow his Destiny

"I just don't feel like I deserve their powers, I know its just a dream but still" Phil said with an upset look on his face "Hey, don't worry about it." Zack said "sure you made the mistake of leaving the school early causing you to hurt a lot of people, but you saved a lot of lives as well, like come on, you stopped Viz when he was this space megalomaniac, you helped us your friends escape ZONE 5.1, you helped Quiz choose another path causing you two to become Allys, set free our school from an alien take over, stopped Diz with Quiz's help, and you stopped a Murderer from hurting others, so what I'm trying to say is you made a wrong choice, who cares, when things get bad, like really really bad, you keep going, its just sort of ridiculous man." Phred said Phil smiled "you never had the common sents to quit before so why start now." Smiley said Phil's heart lit up he had never in his life herd strong and encouraging words like that from anyone "guys, I think we had enough Truth or Dare for the night, tomorrow is a big day, so its best we should get some sleep." Smiley said before yawning "Goodnight." Smiley said the boys said there Goodnight's then everyone went to bed

The next morning

"Phil, Phil, time to wake up cutie" Smiley whispered with a smile Phil woke up and noticed its only him and Smiley in the room "where...?" Phil asked "my dad woke the other two early, we'll meet them up later, for right now, we better eat breakfast and then get ready, or else we'll be late, not like its something special." Smiley said Phil and Smiley both had breakfast then got ready for the day Smiley had on a red dress, white tights and red shoes and Phil had on a white t-shirt, Red jacket, blue pants, black shoes, and his medal from yesterday when Phil looked at Smiley his face turn completely red "w-wow...Smiley...you look...beautiful." Phil said "Thanks Phil you look cute yourself" Smiley said with his face getting more redder Phil let out a nervous laugh before Smiley blindfolded him grabbed his hand and run out the door 

the first place they went is "The LimeLight" an A class restaurant "where are we going?" Phil asked no answer the two kids entered the roof then Smiley removed Phil's blindfold "Surprise!!!" Smiley, Phred, Zack, and all most the entire town shouted Phil gasped on the roof of The LimeLight is a big victory party "f...for me?" Phil asked "Yes You, you just saved the world from chaos, you should be happy" Smiley answered "well dude, any questions?" Phred asked "only three, 1. when did you guys have the time to pull something like this off? 2. why is the mayor here? and 3. sents when was Zack a DJ?" Phil answered "well 1st it toke us about the same time you were in the Hospital 2nd the mayor wanted to make an announcement about you so I invited her here and 3rd Phred and I have no idea" Smiley said "I even decorated the place." Phred said "that's awesome but don't you think you went a little overkill with this?" Phil asked "pff overkill yeah right." Phred responded then the three kids blenched when they heard the loud sounds of wood breaking, glass breaking, and liquid spiling at the same time the punch bowl table broke "It...looks...better that way." Phred said Phil and Smiley laughed

Phil then saw another girl she had the same shaped head as Phil she had the same eye color as Phil she is the same age as Phil She had black boy short wavy hair, Hispanic skin color, and always wears hot pink something about her is familiar to Phil "whos that girl in the Hot pink over there?" Phil asked "oh that's Payton Cornelius Eggtree shes my cousin's best friend, I thought you two might be relatives since you two have the same last name so I invited her here" Smiley replied "maybe?" Phil said Payton then saw Phil before running towards him "are you Philip Albus Eggtree?" Payton asked Phil nodded yes "Albus?!" Phred said "yes that's my middle name." Phil responded in embarrassment "it's cool, sounds like a name for a wizard." Phred said "may I have a word with you....alone?" Payton asked "Uh...ok?" Phil said "Phil before you go with Payton can I ask you something?" Smiley asked "of course" Phil answered "Will you save the 1st dance for me when you get back?" Smiley asked Phil nodded yes "Let's go" Payton said 

Phil and Payton then went inside and in a janitor's closet "here." Payton said giving Phil a piece of paper with peoples names and dates of when they were born to when they died in boxes that are connected to each other one lonely box had Phil's name and date of when he was born which is 4/16/1999 "is this my Family tree?" Phil asked "Yes, now here's mine" Payton answered she showed her Family tree and it was the same as Phil's, same ancestors, same parents, same birth date "I even have our birth certificate's just in case you don't believe me." Payton said, "I think our Family tree is enough evidence for today." Phil said, "when I found out about this I was shocked..." Payton said before looking at Phil "that...we're..." Phil continued before looking at Payton "Twins." Phil and Payton said in sync before looking away embarrassed "I...better go, see you later" Phil said before heading back outside to the party 

Payton then went back as well Phil went to Smiley and they danced together looking so happy "ladies and gentleman, may I have your attention please, we already know the great service one boy had done for Earth, because of this the kindergarten students from Riddle Elementary, Esther Acadamey, and Gengar Prep will give one big gift to this young hero, Phil come on up." The mayor said, Phil then went up on stage and the audience applauded then the kindergarten kids went in front of the stage then looked at Phil the mayor blow a whistle and the kids started to sing the 1st line of Amazing Grace to Phil, Phil's heart was so touched that he started to tear up midway through he told the kids Thank you after the song ended Phil then looked behind him to see Virus on another roof giving Phil an angry look before running away "He's real, everything in my dream was real, I can't believe it, it's real, and if he's here, this won't be good!" Phil thought to himself let's just say this story is just the beginning.

To be continued...

Original By DaisyTDM(aka me)

Whack Your... By Box10.com
Riddle School By Jonochrome

Phil had a dream of Viz, Diz, Quiz, and Whack Kid, he'll meet Earth's new greatist enemy, but this time Quiz, Viz, and and some new alien faces are helping Phil by giving him a gift of ultimate power, Phil will then discover the truth about his past he never knew, he'll face new challenges in his path, will he be able to save Earth form this new threat? Will he be able to unlock his unknown secrets? Find out more in the next Riddle Knight:The Legend Of Phillip

Phil smiled widely as Smiley clutched him, happy that he’d escaped Quiz’s ship. If there was anything Phil was a master in, it was escaping. Smiley and Phil slowly separated and exchanged a smiling look, before Smiley’s face grew a tint of red on her cheeks and she looked away, embarrassed. Phil actually lets out a chuckle as Zack and Phred approached the two.

“What happened up there, Phil? There was a… light. It looked like a…” Phred asked, trying to make sense of the situation. Phil’s smile faded as he turned and looked into the sky to see the aftermath of the explosion and small amounts of debris floating away.

“…Diz was gonna kill us all, so I looked for any kinds of weapons on Quiz’s ship. The only thing I found was the self-destruct button. Quiz pressed it, told me to get in the escape pod and flew the ship straight into Diz’s. Quiz is gone. They’re all gone.” Phil explained a level of sadness in his voice. Smiley, Phred, and Zack shared his expression before Zack looked back at Phil.

“Well, at least things can go back to normal now, right?” Zack asked. Not a moment after Zack had finished speaking, the group heard a window shatter. The group turned their attention to the source of the noise to see the Student Counsellor: Mr. Mister on the ground, surrounded by shards of broken glass as blood began to pour from his body. He was covered in cuts, bruises, and lacerations. Phil and the group rushed over and loomed over Mr. Mister’s beaten form.

“Sir, what happened to you?!” Phil asked incredulously. Mr. Mister looked up at Phil.

“I think somebody beat me up.” Mr. Mister said weakly 

"ERR, WHO DID THIS?!"Phil asked in anger

Mr. Mister's eyes rolled back in his head, death coming over him. The group blanched at the sight as Smiley covered her mouth with her hands in shock. The group’s attention was grabbed were the soft sound of glass clattering to the ground as someone climbed out of the window that Mr. Mister had been thrown through. He was a young child with scruffy, grey hair, grey clothes and… actually, all of him was completely grey. Whack Kid looked over to the group and gave some of his bones a quick crack before glaring at the group, ready to have them join Mr. Mister. At the look, Zack broke the silence.

“RUN!!!!” Zack yelled as he ran in the opposite direction. Phil however, stayed where he was as he looked back to Whack Kid.

“You guys go. I’ll buy you some time.” Phil said, trying to think of some way to actually slow the Kid down. Smiley immediately took a few steps closer to Phil.

“What?! No chance! We’re not leaving you alone with him! You saw what happened to Mr. Mister!” Smiley exclaimed, trying to convince Phil to leave with them as Whack Kid began to walk towards the three students.

“Phred, get her out of here! NOW!!” Phil ordered. Phred hesitated for a moment before grabbing Smiley and beginning to pull her in the same direction that Zack had ran. Smiley struggled non-stop as she screamed at Phred to let her go and to not leave Phil. Deep down, Phred wanted nothing more than to obey her and get Phil out of there. But, he was scared. And Phil was brave. If there was anyone who could save them, it would be Phil. Phil and Whack Kid kept their gazes locked as Whack Kid continued to draw closer.

Upon reaching him, Whack Kid threw a punch at Phil, eager to end his life like many before him. However, Phil managed to duck and dodge the punch, allowing Phil to run into Riddle Elementary School. Whack Kid glared before chasing after him, just as Phil planned. With his friends no longer in danger, Phil tried to devise a plan to deal with Whack Kid. Phil looked behind him to see that Whack Kid was actually faster than him and gaining on him. Phil blanched as he ran into the boys’ toilets and ran straight to the sleekly designed sinks, plugged the plugs and turned on all the faucets. Phil then unscrewed a container in his pocket and dumped the content inside on the ground. Just as he did so, Whack Kid burst through the door and slowly walked towards Phil again, becoming more annoyed by the boy’s lack of submission to Whack Kid’s brutality. 

Whack Kid once again swung his fist at Phil’s face, and Phil once again dodged it. However, Whack Kid managed to turn around and slam his knee into Phil’s chest, sending him careening back into the door on the other side of the room. Phil was sure he felt his sternum buckle for a moment from the strike as he slowly climbed back to his feet. Whack Kid let out a breath before he began to walk towards Phil again. However, the water from the sinks had finally overflown and made it onto the floor, mixing with the liquid hand soap that Phil had dumped onto the floor. As soon as Whack Kid’s foot came into contact with the bubbly fluid, he slipped face first onto the hard ground with an audible ‘smack’ and ‘crack’. Using that moment of distraction, Phil left the toilets and limped over to the next room.

“Looks like I can give him the slip. (I can’t believe I said that.)” Phil said to himself as he enters the girls’ toilets… or the small cavern that was actually behind the girls’ toilets door. As the pain in his chest subsided slightly but continued to ache, Phil realized that he’d walked into a dead-end. He was silently cursing to himself, Then he stopped in shock when in his reflection on the gumball machine Quiz is right behind him, smiling, then Phil turned around to see... no one, he quickly took hold of the gumball machine that was inside the room and shook it, leaving the gumballs all over the room. After he did so, Phil was greeted with the furious face of Whack Kid at the entrance of the room. Blood was pouring profusely from Whack Kid’s nose and a small amount was dribbling from his lip as a small number of bubbles clung to his body. Whack Kid began to stride forward, more determined than ever to kill the boy in the green sweatshirt.

…Only to slip on a number of gumballs and fall onto his back. There was an audible ‘smack’ as the back of Whack Kid’s head collided with the ground. Seeing his chance, Phil ran forward, literally running over Whack Kid in the process, and ran for the teacher’s lounge. 

“Looks like I’m on a roll. …I need to stop being so easily amused.” Phil said to himself as he ran. Not stopping once, Phil ran into the head teacher’s office and began searching through the desk.

“C’mon, C'mon, C'mon!” Phil continued to search frantically until he finally found what he was looking for. A small red-buttoned device with the Vizion logo (https://www.deviantart.com/jacobsworld2012/art/The-Flag-of-Vizion-2-0-664857359 ) behind it that's the color blue.

“Yes! Thank you, Quiz.” Phil said to himself in tears or joy as he began to leave, only to hear the door begin to move. Phil blanched as he hid underneath the desk as the door was suddenly forced open. Whack Kid was livid. He was beyond angry and wanted nothing more at that moment to kill Phil. Whack Kid slowly walked towards the desk while a voice that sounded a lot like Diz but more creepy in his head said "DO IT, KILL HIM, HE'S TO PATHETIC TO LIVE". Edging ever closer… Phil began to sweat as the footsteps drew nearer. Whack Kid placed his hand on the desk before quickly flipping it over to reveal… no one. Whack Kid blanched in confusion as a blur of green caught the corner of his eye before the door slammed shut. Whack Kid let out a large shout of frustration before kicking the door down and searching once again for Phil.

Eventually, he came to Miss Cophey’s classroom and noticed something peculiar. The sight of a bald head poking out ever-so-slightly from behind Miss Cophey’s desk. But it was enough for Whack Kid to see. He walked into the room, never once taking his eyes off of Phil’s head. Whack Kid opened up one of the desks and managed to fish out two pencils before walking up behind Phil. Before Phil could react, Whack Kid reached over Phil’s head and stabbed him in the eyes with the pencils. Whack Kid felt a moment of satisfaction… but, it was short-lived. Phil didn’t scream. He didn’t even flinch. Walking around, Whack Kid realized that it was some kind of dummy made of a paper bag and a backpack. Whack Kid looked up to see Phil walking out of the room from his hiding place on the other side of the door "so, that's your plan to Exterminate, isn't it? If you get past me, you'll kill them all, won't you? Humans, Aliens, Everyone, Everyone's Hopes, Everyone's Dream, Vanquished in an instant, But I won't let that happen, Not now, Not ever, Because I AM PHILIP ALBUS EGGTREE, EARTH'S 1ST YOUNG HERO" Phil said with his soul filled with Determination.

A crowd from outside started to repeatedly shout "Paz al Planeta" turns out while Phil and Whack Kid were having there little "play date" Smiley started a Revolution against Whack Kid's Wrongdoings by telling the whole town the truth about Vizion, what Phil had Done, and whats happening right now.

"ASTA LA VESTA BABY" Phil said with a smile before he finally pressed the button in his hand and shut the door behind him locking it in the process. Whack Kid strode forward to chase him, but four sounds caught his attention. There were four scanners creating a wireframe hologram of four students, one for each chair of the classroom. Phil had reactivated Quiz’s defense systems. When the scanners realized that the chairs were empty, they each adopted a warning sign and four separate futuristic guns descended from the ceiling and aimed at the only living person in the room. Whack Kid. Whack Kid blanched at the sight of the guns aimed at him and he tried to run out of the room, but the guns were faster. Each of them fired a torrent of laser-like energy blasts at Whack Kid. He tried to dodge to the best of his ability, but once he got hit by one, he got hit by the rest. Whack Kid exclaimed in pain as his body became more and more burnt and destroyed before he completely exploded in a torrent of gore.

Phil sighed in relief from the other side of the door before he began to clutch his chest that was still aching from the hit he took and began to walk out of the school. He leaned against the wall by the school’s entrance as he tried to catch his breath as his adrenaline rush began to subside "if Quiz were here, he would be so Proud of me" Phil said to himself. Phil turned his gaze upwards to see three faces that he was more than happy to see approaching him. Smiley, Phred, and Zack all ran back in the direction of the school, having heard the gunshots and seen Phil emerge in one piece. Phil took on a soft smile and told his friends how important they are to him before he slid down the wall weakly and immediately fell asleep, the day’s events finally taking their toll on the young man. Phil didn’t dream of sheep as he slept… but he was pretty sure he saw a flying pig at one point.

To be continued...

Original By SpyKrueger

(https://www.deviantart.com/spykrueger/art/DBX-Whack-Kid-VS-Phil-Eggtree-612937045 )

Remix By DaisyTDM(aka me)

Whack Your... By Box10.com
Riddle School By Jonochrome