Tasuki: I still don't get why I had to be stupid Amiboshi.
Nuriko: Because Suboshi's a psycho.
Tasuki: I'da made a good psycho.
Nuriko: Tasuki the whole point of halloween is that you be something different from normal.
Chiriko: Actually I read that you dress up as things to scare away evil demons.
Tasuki: Chiriko, aren't you supposed to be me?
Chiriko: Yes.
Tasuki: Would I say something like that?!?! *pause* Scary? I'm not-
Tamahome: If it's scary we need, maybe we should have invited Tai Itsukun.
Tasuki: Some little kid calls scary-face and now everyone-
Tamahome: You do have your moments, Tasuki.
Nuriko: You're one to talk, Mr. Psycho-revenge-demon.
Tasuki: On the other hand, if you'd still had that long hair, it would've been more funny than scary, huh, Obake-chan?
Tamahome: Hey Tasuki, how'd you like to see that revenge demon again?
Miaka: Nakago is scarier than Tasuki or the revenge demon.
Mitskake: Remeber Miaka, no Nakago bashing, Mackenzie actually likes him.
Nuriko: *nudges Mitskake* Remember who you are.
Mitskake: .......no...da.
Hotohori: How about some Tomo-bashing then; I'm not the center of attention often enough.
Chiriko: But didn't you get an entire mini-video when you died?
Miaka: Has anyone seen Chichiri?
Tasuki: He said he'd be coming later, something about hair problems.
Tamahome: Speaking of hair, Nuriko, how'd you get all that purple stuff under that wig.
Nuriko: *wink* Come to me room later and I'll show you, Tama.
Miaka: Don't start hitting my Tamahome again!
Nuriko: My feminine side must be reasserting itself. And his highness just isn't as cute with all that make-up on.
Hotohori: Do you have any idea how long this took? As someone who's practically been a woman, I thought you might understand.
Nuriko: There's a difference between my make-up and Tomo's. Mine makes me look beautiful and Tomo's- ***Censored by the Butterfly Ishida Tomo Worshipping Society***
Hotohori: If it's that bad I'll just go take it off *heads to the washroom*.
Nuriko: *follows*
Miaka: *grabbing Nuriko's arm* I thought he wasn't as cute?
Nuriko: But the make-up's coming off....and no one said we had to stop there. *swings a pair of fake ryuseisui*
Tasuki: I still say I would have made a better suboshi.
Tamahome: Face it Tasuki, your balls just weren't big enough.
Mitskake: Something tells me I'll be needed soon.
Nuriko: *nudge*
Mitskake:.........no...da.
Tasuki: You're gonna pay for that one. REKKA SHI- What the fuck? ***Censoring prevented by the Butterfly Ishida Tasuki Worshipping Society*** Where's my Harisen?
Miaka: Didn't you lend it to Chiriko?
Tasuki: Hand it over, Chiriko, I've got some serious flaming to do.
Chiriko: *starts searching his clothes*
Tamahome: Why don't you just hit me on the head with your flute?
Nuriko: *attempting to restrain Tasuki* Tama are you really so stupid as to TRY to get him pissed at you?
Chiriko: *still searching*
Tamahome: I beat him before, I can do it again.
Tasuki: Don't be so sure you cocky son of a bitch.
Nuriko: Tasuki, Amiboshi is a lot more relaxed than this.
Tasuki: Screw Amiboshi! Chiriko where's my Harisen?
Chiriko: I think I might have left it in the washroom.
Nuriko: Well in that case! *starts dragging Tasuki towards the washroom*
Miaka: Nuriko!
Tasuki: Fans have paired me with a lot of people but Hotohori is one I sure and hell don't support. Lemmie go Nuriko!
Chichiri: *comes out of the bathroom, but looks like Hotohori* Did I miss anything?
Mitskake: Just Tamahome and Tasuki trying to kill eachother.........no da.
Chichiri: Nothing important then?
Nuriko: *hanging off Chichiri* Your Magesty looks much better without all that make-up.
Chichiri: Of course, my magesty is naturally beautiful.
Tasuki: Are all Emperors this conceited?
Miaka: I'm pretty sure it's just him.
Nuriko: *noticed a piece of blue hair sticking out* You Highness, have you been trying to change your hair?
Chichiri: *turns around* Why would I mess with perfection, Nuriko? *turns back, the blue hair is gone*
Nuriko: I was sure I-
Chiriko: I found it! *holds up the harisen*
Nuriko: *grabs it before Tasuki can*
Tasuki: Hand it over, Nuriko. Just cause you look like a girl doesn't mean I won't hurt you.
Nuriko: If I have it to you, you'd just turn Naka-home into a crispy critter and then where would we be?
Tasuki: Better off?
Tamahome: Naka-home?
Mitsukake: It's better than Tamago...no da.
Chichiri: *desperately trying to hide the blue hair that keeps popping out*
Miaka: Hotohori, are you sure there's nothing wrong with your hair?
Chichiri: My hair is just as beautiful as it always was.
Chiriko: But it's blue...
Chichiri: My hair's always been blue, you were just too blinded by my beauty to notice.
Tasuki: Even Hotohori is not THAT conceited.
Miaka: I smell a phony...of a 5 course meal.
Tamahome: It's one of Tomo's illusions!!!
Chiriko: Actually I think it's Chichiri.
Mitsukake: The Seiryu have infiltrated our party!
Chiriko: Or it might be Chichiri.
Nuriko: But if it's an illusion how do we get out?
Chiriko: It's not an illusion-
Tasuki: Quick, try pinching someone!
Chiriko: It's Chichiri!
Tamahome: *bashes Tasuki over the head*
Tasuki: Fuck! I said a pinch!!! *tries to grab the harisen from Nuriko* C'mon Nuriko, Give it back!!! I promise I won't call you gay-boy no more.
Nuriko: Tasuki, there's more important things to worry about right now, like this His Highness impersonator.
Chichiri: *sneaking towards the door*
Mitsukake: He's escaping, no da!
Chiriko: But it's just Chichiri!
Miaka: Quick, get him!
*everyone except Chiriko (who's still trying to tell everyone it's just Chichiri) and Tasuki (who's trying to get the harisen from Nuriko) jumps Chichiri. In the scuffle Chichiri's imitation Hotohori hat falls off and his hair comes out.*
All 'cept Chiriko: CHICHIRI!!!
Chiriko: I tried to tell you.
Tamahome: I knew it all along.
Tasuki: *grabs harisen from stunned Nuriko* Now I have you my precious.
Laura: Uh Mac, wrong series!
Mac: Sorry!
Mitsukake: Who are you, no da?
Chichiri: Mitsukake, will you please stop saying "no da", it's really annoying, no da
Tasuki: Now you're dead, Naka-home.
*Tasuki starts chasing Tamahome around the room Rekka Shinening everything in sight. Everyone else sighs.*
Miaka: You know Chichiri, Hotohori might not like you making a habit of impersonating him.
Nuriko: You might want to change before it's-
Hotohori: *comes in without make-up* Chichiri...
Nuriko: -too late?
Chichiri: Yikes, no da! *tries to disappear into his imitation Hotohori hat, needless to say it doesn't work.*
Hotohori: Chichiri...
Mitsukake: Uh-oh.
Hotohori: This is an outrage!
Chiriko: This isn't good...
Hotohori: How many time must I tell you...
Nuriko: Now he's in for it!
Hotohori: Not to go around impersonating me...
Miaka: Nice knowing you Chichiri.
Hotohori: Until you look as beautiful as the original!
All: .......(and general chaos insues)
Hotohori: You're eyes are still to narrow and too close together. My nose isn't nearly that wide!
Miaka: I don't believe this...
Nuriko: I do...
Hotohori: I'm much taller than that...
Tasuki: REKKA SHINEN!!!
Hotohori: Not to mention thinner...
Tamahome: GAAAAH!!!!!!! *turns into a torched corpse*
Hotohori: My feet are about two sizes smaller...
Mitsukake: I had a feeling I'd be needed tonight, no da.
Chichiri: Mitsukake please, no da.
Hotohori: Chichiri are you listening to me?
Tamahome's corpse: *twich*
Miaka: I'm hungry
Chiriko: Maybe I shouldn't have found that harisen so quickly.
Hotohori: My robs fall much more elegantly on my shoulders...
Tasuki: Hey Mitsukake, hurry up and heal this guy.
Mitsukake: But you're the one who hurt him.
Tasuki: Yeah, but I don't think I got it quite right, I wanna try again.
Tamahome's corpse: *twitch*
Nuriko: Bakas, all of them...
Hotohori: My nails are more finely manicured...
Tasuki: C'mon Mitsukake, please?
Mitsukake: No, no da.
Chichiri: Stop saying "no da", no da!
Hotohori: Pay attention Chichiri!
Miaka: Food....need....food....
Nuriko: I'm leaving...hey what happened to the door?
Chiriko: I think Mac removed it.
Nuriko: And trapped me in here with these people!!! LEMMIE OUT, LEMMIE OUT, LEMMIE OUT!!!
*~*~*~*
Mac: Should I let him out?
Laura: Nah, much more fun this way...
Butterfly: So long as I can go home with Tasuki, I don't care...
Laura: Hentai.
Butterfly: Hai, no da.
Chichiri: Now don't you start, no da.
Mac: How the hell did you get out?
Chichiri: I'm Chichiri, no da!
Butterfly: *jumps Chichiri* Take me to your Bandit!
Mac: He's not Chichiri's bandit!
Butterfly: Like hell he isn't!
Laura: *tries to steal Chichiri's kesa*
Chichiri: That's mine, no da!
Laura: But I need something to match my slipper.
Chichiri: I wondered where those had gone, no da.
Mac: Yeah, I've got the other one!
Laura: *pokes Chichiri* Is he like really real?
Chichiri: Of course I am, no da!
Butterfly: Does that mean Tasuki's real too?
Mac: But I thought I was just writting about them on paper! Butterfly stop molesting my paper!!!
Butterfly: But my Tasuki-chan!
Laura: If Tasuki's real that means so is Hotohori! *grabs the paper from Butterfly*
Butterfly: Hey, give back my, Tasuki!
*a tug of war ensues, until the paper starts to tear*
*~*~*~*
Nuriko: The room's starting to spilt in two! Run for it!
Miaka: I'm hungry!
Tamahome's corpse: *twich, twitch*
Hotohori: Where's Chichiri, I hadn't finished explaining to him the errors of his ways...
Mitsukake: This wig is itchy, no da. Maybe I'll make up some herbs to stop it, no da.
Chiriko: This might not have happened if everyone had listened to me sooner.
Tasuki: I still don't see why I had to be Amiboshi.
Nuriko: *looks at everyone and the ripping room and sighs* Maybe the world will be better off this way...
*~*~*~*
Mac: And so the world was torn in half by two Otaku's, and thus ended the Suzaku Halloween Party.
Butterfly: It's mine!
Laura: No, it's mine!
Butterfly: No, it's mine!
Laura: No, it's mine!

And so on throughout eternity.....