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Gemini: I can't do that. It goes against my moral compass

Joe: Your moral compass is a fucking roulette wheel so excuse me if I don't take you seriously

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Keralis: *carves 'Jevin + Keralis' into a tree*

Jevin: What a nerd

Jevin: *adds 'forever'*

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Ex: i'm a god.

X: you are twenty-three. sit down and eat your dinner.

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Grian: My father is a bitch

False: Isn't he dead?

Grian: Dying did not make him any less of a bitch

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Biffa: So I did the math. It would take four hundred people to create a iron longsword.

Impulse: What.

Biffa: You know how people talk about swords "forged from the blood of enemies"? Well I calculated it, and you would have to drain the blood of four hundred adult humans and extract the iron from their blood to have enough to make a iron longsword. Forged from the blood of your enemies.

Impulse: That's pretty...neat.

Biffa: I know right?

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Hypno: I am never thrown out, and I never leave quietly. I STALK out, in a HUFF! And then I get REVENGE!

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BadTimes: Are you ready to change the world?

Doc: No. But I'm ready to kick some ass.

BadTimes: That works too.

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Pearl: every day is leg day when you run from your problems.

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Beef: request for you not to be a smartass today.

Bdubs: request denied.

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Tango: Would it be alright for me to ask you a favour?

Stress: I would willingly die for you, but go on?

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Wels: [nudges Hels at 3am] Pretty fucked up that we think minions are all male. They're all just yellow potato shaped hellspawn. Listen. They're sexless and they're terrible and I never want to see another one again

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Iskall, on the phone with Mumbo: Is it ok if I bring my grumpy roommate?

Scar, from his bedroom: STOP CALLING ME THAT!

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Hels: why aren't the dishes in alphabetical order?

Ren: what does that even mean?

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xB, gently shaking Tfc: Tfc, wake up.

Tfc, looks at his phone: Why are you waking me up at 3 in the morning?

xB: ...

Tfc: Everything is on fire, isn't it?

xB: ...yes

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Etho: While you were busy partying, I studied the blade.

Cleo: I studied the blade too.

Etho: We were classmates.

Cleo: Hey, is there any blade homework due tomorrow?

Etho: Why, did you cut class?

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Zedaph: leave me alone.

Cub: I would, but you'd need to let go of my hand first, Zed.

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Grian: I know you think my judgement is clouded because I like them a little bit.

Mumbo: You doodled your wedding invitations

Grian: That's our joint tombstone

Mumbo: My bad

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Tango: Morning, Gem. What are you drinking?

Gemini: Water.

Tango: Really? It doesn't smell like water.

Gemini: It's... imported water.

Tango: Uh-huh. Imported from where?

Gemini: Russia

Tango: Are you drinking vodka at nine in the morning??

Gemini: It's nine-thirty.

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Grian, walking into the room: someone stole my antidepressants

Grian: whoever you are-

Grian: I hope you're fucking happy

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xB: You've heard of elf on the shelf, now get ready for thot in a pot!

xB: *Throws a pot at Wels*

Wels: Get ready for bitch in a ditch.

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Today's Question:
What should I do to celebrate 40k reads when we get there?
I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Also, I wanna remind y'all that if a Hermit who isn't comfortable with shipping is in a quote that implies a relationship, tell me and I'll try and change it. Until the next one, bye! ~Mors