Welcome to South Park

"Very carefully," Kenny replied through a mouthful of food.

(That's my answer to everything.
"How do birds mate?" Very carefully.
"How are you not on the floor, shitting youself with terror?" Very carefully.)

(Lol!!)

Trinity looked confused. "But? What? Huh?" She may have been book smart, but she didn't get any fucking thing around her.

(It annoys most some people. Becuase my mom will be all like "How'd you get a 75 on a quiz?" "Very carefully.")

"It's not you're problem, is it?" Kenny asked.

(It doesn't annoy me, I think it's pretty funny!!)

Trinity went crossed-eyed. "Uh....what were we talking about again?"

"Good. The mind control worked," Kenny mumbled, seeing if he could psych her out.

Trinity gasped. "Mind control?!?! What? Really? Here?" She shrieked, looking very freaked out. "I gotta get outta here!" Her face went dark. "I've had this happen once, but I'm not gonna let it happen again." Then, she dived out of a window, landing in the middle of the playground. She hid under the slide.

(oh Trinity.....strange little oddball XD)

Dylan saw Trinity jump out of the window and he said "Holy crap."

Trinity looked around, anxiously. "I think the coast is clear." Five minutes later, Trinity arrived back in the cafeteria, like everything was normal. She sat back down in her spot, smiling.

(Abruptly changing plots....like a boss.)

The window was open, and a sharp piece of metal came flying through it. It hit Kenny straight in the head, sending blood flying against the wall.
"Oh my god, they killed Kenny!" Stan yelled, jumping up from his seat.
"You bastards!" Kyle yelled immediatly, running over to Kenny's body. "There's nothing we can do..." He murmered sadly, Cartman's insane laughter in the background.
A single tear slid down Stan's cheek. "H-He was a great friend..."

(LIKE A BOSS!!!)

Trinity sprang up, and shrieked at the sight of the bloody mass of Kenny. "OHMIGOD!!! OHMIGOD!!! THIS IS BAD!!! REALLY, REALLY BAD!!!!" She dashed over to Kenny's body, desperately trying to resurrect it. She tried all she could, but failed, sadly. "Why?...." she mumbled. She stood up, turning to face Cartman. "W-why.....Are you....." Her face went dark, her eyes a piercing white. "LAUGHING?!?!?!?!?!" A flame burst around her, her blood boiling.

(God-modding....but this is a South Park RP, so who cares? XD)

(THIS IS LIKE A BOSS!!!)

"Because...It was kinda funny," Cartman said through a chuckle. "Chill out."

"This isn't funny you fat fuck!" Kyle yelled, completely disregarding the flames leaping up around Trinity.

"What the fuck?" Token murmered.

The flames around Trinity grew stronger. "FUNNY!!! YOU THINK SOMEONE DYING IS FUNNY?!?!?!?!?!" All of a sudden the flames disappeared and her eyes went back to being their normal brown color. She smiled. "Okay," she said sweetly. "Some people's opinions on comedy is different than others." Then she sighed. "Well this is a bummer...I can't believe he's dead...."

"He was only 9 years old...An innocent child...." Stan mumbled. "We should take him to his parents. They'll be devastated," He sighed.

"It's only funny for five seconds. Then it's tragic," Cartman said, glancing at the body of his friend. "Do we get a consolation gift?"

Kyle glared at Cartman, but didn't say anything, grief-stricken.

(I'm making my SP characters more emotional.)

Trinity sighed. "Well...who's going to tell his parents the news?"

"I'll tell them," Stan said, completely oblivious to the odd stares from around the cafeteria.
"Something doesn't feel right about this...It just doesn't feel right..." Kyle trailed off, deep in thought.

Trinity nodded. "Alright, Stan." She turned towards Kyle. "You're right....something doesn't feel right about this..."

"It's like...I feel like this happened before. That couldn't of happened, though. Could it?" Kyle said, confusion clouding his eyes.

"I don't know...But I feel the same way," Stan said. "Let's just sleep on it." He grabbed Kenny's hood and dragged him out of the school, leaving a trail of blood.

"Yeeeeeuuupp," Trinity stated, as she watched Stan drag Kenny's dead body away. "This place is by far the weirdest town I've ever been to."

Dylan slowly turned his head back to his book thinking he was the only kid that noticed the flames on Trinity.

"You don't know the half of it," Kyle said, following Stan out the door. He trailed from a distance as Stan, never wavering, dragged the bloody corpse through the thick snow. It was symbolic.

Something made the boy in the red poofball hat say, "I won't lose you again."
He suddenly wondered what made him think Kenny would come back. Dead people can't come back to life, right?

Dylan was tired of reading and he just put his bookmark in it and set it down on the lunch table.

(I AM KICKING THIS UP A NOTCH! Time-skip to next morning.)

Kenny's eyes flew open, taking in the scene around him. Same clothes, same bed, same room. It had happened again. Memories came flowing into his mind like a river; Cartman denying aliens, getting his head bitten off by Ozzie Ozbourne, falling in love with Kelly in the rainforest, trying to start a boy band, getting sacrificed when society collapsed, getting the plauge when people said shit too much, being trapped inside Cartman, finding out that Earth was just a TV show, getting shoved into a roof by Micheal Jackson, being really awesome at baseball, having a smug storm because of Hybrid cars, South Park being taken over by homeless people, getting addicted to cheesing, Stan trying to 'save the whales', finding out more about his condition from Cthulu, having his parents arrested and being sent to a foster home with Cartman, and dying of boredom while trying to get away from ziplining. He got up, a muffled sigh escaping him as he stared at the ground. All he could do was live with it, live with everone forgetting his death, live with dying all the time. At least it wasn't as bad as it used to be. Now he only died about ten times a year, when it used to be about fifty. But every time it got more painful. Trying not to think about it, Kenny walked out into his poor neighborhood, heading for the bus stop.

(One memory from every season.)

(That..
Was the most bombasticly awesome memory ever!!! )

Trinity zoomed around in circles in her room. "Another day of school! He he!" she giggled as she raced out of her room. She grabbed a toaster stroodle and was off to the bus stop. She saw Kenny make his way from the poor people neighborhood. "Oooo!! Hey, Kenny!! You're alive!!!" She ran up to him, and began to hop around. She began to sing. "Kenny's alive! A-alive! Kenny's alive..ALIVE!!!"

"Um yeah...Why wouldn't I be alive?" Kenny said awkwardly, trying not to get his hopes up that Trinity remembered him dying.

A few moments later, Stan and Kyle made their way to the bus stop. "Holy shit!" Stan yelled, "Kenny! You're....you died...But...how? What?"

"You remember!" Kenny exclaimed, a feeling of delight washing through him. "I died yesterday, right? And you said 'oh my god' and Kyle said 'you bastards!'" Kenny mumbled through his hood. "Oh, you finally remember? Do you remember when that giant bird ate me? Do you remember when a got the plauge and puked my guts up? Do you remember when a was sucked into a gaint fan by Don't Hold a Magnet When Someone's Using a Gaint Fan Nearby Falcon?" He asked, thinking of his many deaths.

"I-I do....And...When you got run over when we were trying to make a Christmas Special," Kyle said, staring at the ground in confusion.

Trinity's eyes crossed, clear confusion appearing on her face. "So...wait? You die and come back to life?" She put her face up to Kenny's, a serious expression on it. She stood there for a minute, examining Kenny's face, searching his eyes for some kind of clue. All of a sudden her eyes grew huge, her smile like a kitten's. "So what's dying feel like???"