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Scar: Before you insult someone, walk a mile in their shoes, because then you're a mile away and you have their shoes.

*Across town*

Doc: WHERE THE FUCK ARE MY SHOES?

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Scar: So, you're basically the therapist for, like, the entire server?

Stress: Pretty much, yeah.

Scar: Who's your therapist, then?

Stress:

Stress, holding up a pebble: I talk to this rock sometimes.

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Scar, to Ren: [sends a voice message]

Ren, texting: i'm a little busy, is it urgent?

Scar: no, don't worry, just listen later.

[later]

Ren: oh, i should listen to that.

Scar's voice message: THERE'S A FIRE--

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X: Wow, it's really quiet today.

Scar: Agreed... It's quite nice actually.

X:

Scar:

X: We should check on them.

Scar: Urgently.

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Tango: This tree is completely hollow inside but still totally alive. Wow

Scar: Me too bitch you ain't special

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Scar, looking at a table of food: Mini cupcakes!?

Scar: As in the mini version of regular cupcakes?

Scar: Which is already a mini version of cake?

Scar: WHERE DOES IT END WITH YOU PEOPLE?

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Scar: what did i tell you about lying?

Mumbo, sadly: it only works on Grian.

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Scar: Listen, G's ideas will end up ruining the server -

Bdubs: at least G has original ideas, while you only get one thought every leap year

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Cub: Why did the chicken cross the road?

Scar: Why?

Cub: To get to the idiot's house.

Cub: Knock knock.

Scar: Who's there?

Cub: The chicken.

Scar:

Cub:

Scar: I won't punch you in the face on one condition.

Cub: ...Yeah?

Scar: Go tell that joke to BadTimes.

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Iskall: No, Scar, a near death experience is not a vibe check from God.

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Scar: Sup?

Etho: Sorry, but I don't speak angel.

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False, to Cleo: We're not mad, we're just disappointed.

Scar: No, we're mad.

False: Right, we're mad. Furious. Livid... But we're going to let this one slide.

Scar: No, we are not!

False: I'm not a mind reader, Scar!

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Grian: so let's go over this one more time.

Hypno: if something breaks?

Grian: we try to fix it before X finds out!

Hypno: right! and if it doesn't work?

Grian: we blame it on Scar!

Scar:

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Biffa: I love sarcasm. It's like punching people in the face, but with words.

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Scar: [muttering] You can say 'please' and 'thank you' all you want and the kids will never repeat it but you say 'ass-faced motherfucker' ONE time

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Impulse: I despise being touched. The only physical contact I tolerate is the feeling of my fist colliding with my opponent's jugular.

Scar: Zed is literally hugging you right now.

Zed, hugging Impulse tighter: This is COMPLETELY different-

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Ren: Do not fear death. Fear the state in which you die.

Scar, in a terrified whisper: Alabama...

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Tfc: Scar I would like you to meet your new little brother, BadTimes

Scar, holding BadTimes: ...what the fuck

[Two hours later]

Tfc: Scar where's B- WHAT ARE YOU DOING??

Scar, hanging from the chandelier with BadTimes: Come brother, I will show you how to survive on this server.

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xB: How to fall down a staircase!

xB: Step 1

xB: Step 2

xB: Step 3

xB: Step 6

xB: Step 11

xB: Step 16

xB: Floor.

Scar: Do you speak from personal experience?

xB: Mayhaps

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Wels: Hey, you wanna hear the best joke ever?

Scar: What is it?

Wels: My life! Because my life is a joke!

Scar: Don't say that

Wels: Awe, that's swee-

Scar: It has to be funny to be a joke

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Beef: This is one of those moments where I tell you something isn't a good idea and you ignore me, isn't it?

Scar: You're learning, Beef. Slowly, but you're learning

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Keralis: I can get real sad real fast for no real reason

Scar: You should come with a sticker "Handle with care"

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Jevin: What do you call sabotage and vandalism?

Scar: A hobby

Jevin:

Joe:

Joe: That we do not engage in

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Scar, slightly blushing: Uncle, I need your help. I'm having problems with a boy.

Cleo: like, "his dead body won't fit in your truck" problems, or "you like him" problems?

Scar: "i like him" problems.

Cleo: too bad. I could have helped with the other one.

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Scar: Behold! The field in which I grow my fucks! Lay thine eyes upon it, and thou shalt see that it is barren!

BadTimes: What's wrong with Scar?

Hels: ...I think I gave him too much sugar.

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Scar: Why do you have to be so antisocial?

Ex: I'm not antisocial, I just can't stand people.

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Today's Question:

What is your favourite song?

I hope you enjoyed this chapter, until the next one, bye! ~Mors