Noel: My ultimate goal is to punch God in the eye, just to spite him one last time.

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Ocean: I’m a bad person, I’m a very bad person, I’m a horrible person.
The Choir:
Ocean: No you’re not, Ocean! We still love you, Ocean!

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Noel: I love saying 'fuck me' because it can either be sexual or self-loathing and those are two things that describe me perfectly.

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Noel: Hey, quick question. How petty am I allowed to be?

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Mischa: Now, the recipe calls for 2 shots of vodka.
Mischa: *upends the bottle*

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Ricky: Don't ask me what I'm talking about. I don't know, okay? I'm just the vessel. The message has been gifted. I've moved on.

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Noel: Theater kids are just choir kids who joined forces with the band and strings kids.

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Ocean: I was born for politics. I have great hair and I love lying.

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Ricky : Goodnight moon.
Ricky: Goodnight tree.
Ricky: Goodnight ghosts that only I can see.

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Noel: Well, Mischa and I finally did it!
The rest of the choir: *gasps, shocked expressions, etc.*
Mischa: That's right... We kissed!

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Constance : How was the honeymoon?
Noel: Mischa got drunk and tried to destroy our marriage certificate.
Noel: He said, “good luck trying to return me without the receipt”.
Noel: I love him.

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Constance : The best revenge, really, is being nice!
Jane: [in the distance] Or murder.

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Noel, pointing: May I sit there?
Mischa: That's my lap
Noel: That doesn't answer my question, Mischa.

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Noel: We need to distract these guys
Mischa: Leave it to me
Mischa: Centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. Discuss.
Ocean, Jane, and Ricky: *Immediately begin arguing*
Constance, watching in horror: Oh this. I don’t like this. I don't like this at all.

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Ocean : You know those things will kill you, right?
Mischa, pouring another glass of whiskey: That's the point.
Noel, smoking a cigarette: We're trying to speed up the process.
Ricky: * Nods while eating raw cookie dough*

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Constance : Isn't it weird that we pay money to see other people?
Mischa : Plane tickets?
Ricky: Concert tickets?
Noel: Prostitution?
Constance , holding their broken frames: Glasses.

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Ocean : I currently have 7 empty notebooks and I have no idea what to put in them. Any suggestions?
Ricky: Put spaghetti in it.
Ocean: I am currently taking suggestions from everyone but you.
Jane: Put spaghetti in it.
Ocean: I am currently taking suggestions from everyone but you two.
Noel: Put spaghetti in it.
Ocean: I am no longer taking suggestions.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 03, 2023 ⏰

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