(This is as of January 2026, any civilians or killers added afterwards will not be included.)

Holy moly. Another round started as usual, but this time, it was 13v6. All 13 civilians vs all 6 killers, all in one round, and in a map nobody knew or had seen before. Lovely. The round went as you’d expect for a while, until all the killers managed to trap the civilians in a small room, meaning it was basically over. However, Caretaker suddenly offered a proposal, having panicked and ran out of options, using their surroundings to their advantage.

Caretaker: “WAIT, WAIT!!! I found some… tapes? How about this… we all sit down and whatever is on these tapes, and if it’s nothing interesting or entertaining, you can kill us, okay?”

All the civilians looked at Caretaker like she was fucking insane, which was fair, but the killers actually seemed interested. Asides from Killdroid who wanted to follow his objective, they all figured they’d give it a shot, so Killdroid was outvoted and has to suck it up. Little did they know that these tapes were divine objects that contains deep secrets about the past and future. They all got seated, with the civilians on one side and killers on the other, save for a few unlucky civilians that got seated next to the killers.

Revolver: “So… we’re actually doing this… 19 of us packed into one room… lovely… I’m keeping my eyes on those killers though…”

Punch: “Me as well. They seem docile for now, but that is always subject to change! Nevertheless, I am ready to participate.”

Cloak: “I mean, I could just sneak out… oh, but it’s too packed, they’d feel me… fine, I’ll take part in this waste of time!”

Block: “I’m ready to protect you all! And… shield people’s eyes in case these tapes happen to contain any inappropriate content…”

Dash: “Come on hurry up I’m barely able to sit still here I’m sooo excited!!!”

Boost Pad: “Heh, calm down, Dash! I’m sure we’ll start soon!”

Banana Peel: “Come on, guys, worst case scenario this turns out to be a bomb and we ‘SPLIT’! Hahaha!”

Hotdog: “Shut up. Please. Let me enjoy my food in peace while we binge this shit…”

Adrenaline: “Why do I have to be next to the killers, why do I have to be next to the killers, WHY DO I HAVE TO BE NEXT TO THE KILLERS!? CAN WE HURRY UP BEFORE I DIE OF A HEART ATTACK BEFORE THE KILLERS EVEN TRY!?!?”

Taunt: “Pfft, shut up, scaredy cat! I’m next to these killers too, and I’m fine. Ain’t that right, ladies~?”

Caretaker: “Please shut up… why are we next to him again…?”

Carepad: “Taunt, you know that makes people uncomfortable. Cut it out.”

Loveshot: “Let the bratty teen try, I wanna see him get decked. Anywho, we can start now.”

Pursuer: “Urgh… I’m fuckin’ hungry… can we hurry this up so I can get some fresh meat…?”

Badware: “1 MUST C0NCUR W1TH PURSU3R, 1 R3QU3ST W3 M4K3 TH1S QU1CK.”

Cookieware: “Oh calm d0wn, s1b! Su- (glitching) -rely we can all h4ve some s0rt of fun h3re!”

Artful: “I’m surprised you can stand being in that weirdo Taunt’s presence, Madame Cookieware. Harken already seems sick of his shit.”

Harken: “SO FUCKING HELP ME, IF HE SAYS ONE MORE CHEESY PICKUP LINE, I’M DISREGARDING OUR AGREEMENT AND CAVING HIS SKULL IN.”

Killdroid: “Processing. All participants ready. Sending signal… beginning tape playlist. Let us begin, and you best hope this is entertaining.”