Me and my friend's characters in the quote generator

One Duo and One Trio

[Cherry, Luna, Space, Blitz, Breeze]

Breeze: What's the scariest horror movie you've ever watched?
Space: IT.
Luna: Annabelle.
Blitz: Paranormal Activity.
Cherry: High School Musical. All throughout high school I was scared that everyone was gonna randomly get up and start singing and dancing, and I would be the only one who doesn't know the words.

Cherry: Breeze is okay.
Blitz: They're okay? They said they were going to break my legs! And don't tell me they didn't mean it, okay?! 'Cause they gave me the mackerel eyes, they meant it!
Cherry: Blitz, Breeze threatened me. They threaten Luna every day. They probably threatened Space before breakfast this morning. It's what they do. Grow a pair.

*The gang's thoughts on stabbing*
Blitz: Would never stab anyone.
Breeze: Would stab someone in retaliation.
Luna: Yells "I won't hesitate, bitch!" first.
Space: Would stab without warning.
Cherry: Would stab as a warning.

Cherry: So don't panic but one of us is possessed by an owl....
Breeze: ....
Blitz: .....
Space: ......
Luna: ..Who?
Cherry: That's the thing we don't-
*Everyone stares at Luna*

Space: Look guys, I need help.
Breeze: Love help?
Blitz: Financial help?
Cherry: Emotional help?
Luna: Help moving a body?
*Everybody looks at Luna*
Luna: What?

Cherry: I’ve done a lot of dumb stuff.
Breeze: I witnessed the dumb stuff.
Luna: I recorded the dumb stuff.
Blitz: I joined you in the dumb stuff.
Space: I TRIED TO STOP YOU FROM DOING THE DUMB STUFF!

Space: If you took a shot for every time you made a bad decision, how drunk would you be?
Cherry: Maybe a bit tipsy?
Breeze: Drunk.
Luna: Wasted.
Blitz: Dead.

Space: Breeze is a strings kid. We must sacrifice them to the band gods.
Luna: Yes.
Blitz: You're right. It'd be a good initiation for me.
Breeze: Wait, guys, what about the truce we signed-
Luna: What truce?
Space: *sigh* The truce that we must destroy all the choir kids and leave the strings alone.
Cherry: Wait, I'm a choir kid!
Everyone else: *prepares for sacrifice*

Blitz: If you put a milkshake in one yard and crack open a cold one in another yard, which yard would the boys go to?
Luna: Schrödinger's boys.
Space: FUCK!
Breeze: What about cracking open a cold milkshake?
Cherry: As we all know, the milkshake brings the boys to the yard. The presence of the boys is a prerequisite for the cracking open of a cold one, but cold ones do not have any inherent boy-attracting abilities. Milkshakes, however, do. 
Cherry: All else being equal, the boys would proceed to the milkshake yard. While it is possible to announce the presence of cold ones in the hope of attracting some boys, the pull of the milkshake is much more powerful by comparison.
Blitz: ...
Luna: ...
Space: ...
Breeze: ...
Cherry: Mind you, all of this nonsense hinges on whether or not the boys are back in town.

Luna: Alright Space, Breeze. Let's go over this one more time.
Luna: If something breaks?
Space: We try to fix it before Cherry gets home.
Luna: If it doesn't work?
Breeze: We blame Blitz.
Blitz: Seriously guys, what the hell?!

Cherry: *visiting the squad* Hello, I just came to-
Cherry: *sees Luna shoving Breeze into the washing machine while Space records and Blitz watches*
Cherry: *retreating* Something suddenly came up.

Cherry: I swear to god I'm the only one here with a braincell.
Luna, Space, Breeze, and Blitz: ALL HAIL the keeper of the sacred braincell!

Luna: How do you connect with a fictional character?
Breeze: What?
Space: What?
Blitz: What?
Cherry: *pulls up a 500 slide presentation* I'm glad you asked.

Breeze: What did you guys get in your yearbook?
Blitz: 'Prettiest Smile'
Cherry: 'Nicest Personality'
Luna: 'Most likely to start a bar fight'
Space: 'Least likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one'

*Everyone is giving advice to Luna*
Breeze: It's okay to ask for help.
Space: You're not a burden.
Blitz: Murder is okay.
Cherry: Your feelings matter.

Breeze: What's the worst thing you guys have done?
Cherry: Rickrolled my teacher in 4th grade.
Space: I kicked Blitz in the shin-
Blitz: -So I kicked Space between the legs.
Luna: I burned a town down.
Breeze: What?!
Blitz: What the hell is wrong with you?!?
Luna: A lot of things.
Space: No shit.

Luna: You three, explain right now!
Cherry: It was Breeze.
Space: It was Breeze.
Blitz: It was Breeze.
Breeze:
Breeze: …fuck.