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NPG: Thanks for not telling Gri what happened.

Hypno, dumbfounded: I wouldn't even know where to begin trying to explain this.

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Stress: Something tells me xB's going to be a bit more unhinged today...

xB, holding a lit match and a bag of cheetos: Leave me be, Beef isn't home to stop me, I'm going feral.

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Tango: When Impulse was born, the gods said, "He's too perfect for this world."

X: Please. When he were born, the devil said, "Oh, competition."

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Bdubs: What's the signal when something goes wrong?

Jevin: We yell, 'oh shit.'

Zed: ...That'll work.

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Gem: ....Thou shalt not marry each other, for thy art both sinful...

Ex: I just wanna fucking marry NPG!!

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Tfc: I have locked Wels in a cage designed by his own art. Oh, they have been well and truly hoist by their own petard.

Iskall: Could you put it another way? I didn't understand a word of that.

Tfc: I'm blackmailing him.

Iskall: Oh, happy days.

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Cub: I know we're not exactly friends, but-

Joe: What do you want?

Cub: I've been stuck with BadTimes for 2 weeks and he's been drinking all the soy sauce.

Cub: Help.

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Beef: Bet you can't eat 15 crayons!

Grian: Bet you I can!

False: *sips coffee, checks to make sure 911 is still on speed dial, and goes back to reading the news*

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True: Would you slap Hels-

Ren: Yes.

True: I didn't even finish!

Ren: Sorry, continue.

True: Would you slap Hels for 10 dollars?

Ren: I would do it for free.

Hels: Rude...

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Biffa: Ex likes to win. When they were 8, a little Club Scout friend of theirs bragged they could sell the most cookies.

Biffa: Damned if Ex didn't walk the neighbourhood till they got blisters on their feet, and won by 10 boxes.

Biffa: Best part is, Ex wasn't even a Club Scout.

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Scar: Do you have any idea what you're doing?

Cleo: Why start now?

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Wels: My friends say I'm the most charismatic out of the group.

Doc: Well, you always have a smile on your face.

Wels: Thank you.

Doc:

Doc: What drugs do you take?

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BadTimes: I need to dye my hair.

Etho: ...

BadTimes: Or get another tattoo.

Etho: ...

BadTimes: Or a new piercing.

Etho: Why?

BadTimes: To, you know, appease the mental breakdown gods.

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Keralis: I can't imagine what NPG is planning. But I can tell you two things. We won't like it and it won't be legal.

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Pearl, in the hospital: Will you visit me when I get out?

Mumbo: Lol nah, I hate graveyards.

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Impulse: GET BACK HERE YOU DUMB FUCK!

Tango: LET ME RUN FROM THE CONSEQUENCES OF MY ACTIONS!

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