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Cross: Leef! I thought you were dead!
Leef: No, just in deep cover.
Cross: ...But it was an open casket.
Leef: It was very deep.
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Leef: Nightmare, I screwed up, big time.
Nightmare: Leef, given your daily life experiences, you're gonna have to be more specific.
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Killer: This date is boring!
Dust: This isn't a date. I said I was going to the store.
Killer: Then why did you invite me?
Dust: I didnt, I specifically said "don't come with me," then you said, "fuck you Dust I'll do whatever I want!
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Killer: But when all hope seemed lost, I had an epiphany!
Killer, earlier: I'm going to throw myself into the sea.
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Nightmare: I currently have 7 empty notebooks and I have no idea what to put in them. Any suggestions?
Leef: Put noodles in it.
Nightmare: I am currently taking suggestions from everyone but you.
Dust: Put noodles in it.
Nightmare: I am currently taking suggestions from everyone but you two.
Killer: Put noodles in it.
Nightmare: I am no longer taking suggestions.
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Error, on the phone: Where are you?
Dust: I told you, I'm at work
Error: Swear you're not at Chuck E Cheese again?
*skee ball machine alarm goes off in the background*
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Nightmare: I ran into Leef in the kitchen at 1 AM last night and when I asked them what they were doing, they just shrugged, said "these are my roaming hours," and wandered off, strumming vaguely on their air guitar.
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Dust: Shh, here comes Error!
Killer: Quick, Nightmare, start talking about boring nerd stuff!
Nightmare: You know, nerd culture is mainstream now, so when you use the word "nerd" derogatorily, it means you're the one that's out of the zeitgeist.
Killer: Yes, that's perfect. Just like that.
///
Dust: *sighs*
Leef: You bored?
Dust: Yeah.
Leef: Wanna start drama for no reason?
Dust: I thought you'd never ask.
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Killer: You know the sound a fork makes in the garbage disposal? That's the sound that my brain makes all the time.
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Leef: What is this!?
Cross: That's the weight of guilt. Give in to the nice side. Help those unfortunate, and make the guilt go away, my friend.
Leef: Ow! Make it stop!
Cross: Surrender to your kindness, Leef. It's nice to be nice.....
Leef: No! your guilt is strong, my friend. But it is no match for the power of my selfishness!
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Cross: This is horrible! This is the most humiliating thing to ever happen to me!
Dust: Oh-? Even more humiliating than-
Cross: We are not doing this!
///
Killer: But that's censorship.
Cross: Well done. You are correct. You're being censored. Now go.
///
Killer: *coughs blood*
Error: Don't die, Killer.
Killer: Don't tell me what to do!
///
Dust: I'm going to dunk on you.
Leef: Bring a ladder.
///
Leef: When did you become a hero?
Nightmare: Um... the moment I saved you from getting killed.
Leef: You're the last person on earth I wanted to rescue me.
Nightmare: Well... sucks to be you, don't it.
///
Killer: Sometimes I get so caught up on being gay that I forget I'm actually bi.
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Error: Do you need help getting up?
Leef: Nah, I'm cool down here on the floor.
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Cross: I've made a spread sheet of all the crime in Brooklyn.
Cross: There's so much crime in New York, no one should live here.
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Nightmare: I am the left brain, I am the left brain. "I work really hard until my inevitable death" brain. You've got a job to do, you better do it right and the right way is with the left brain's might.
Killer: I LIKE OREOS AND PUSSY-
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Dust: Hey I got you food, pick a number between 1 and 10.
Leef: Uh 4?
Dust: Wrong, no food for you.
Leef: Wait what?! WHY?! DUST PLEASE—!
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Error, to Leef: You're starting to forget your Spanish. You don't practice.
Leef: Lo siento. Estoy embarazada.
Error: You just told me you're pregnant.
Killer: Congratulations Leef, you're glowing!
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Dust on Monday: *glues a dime to the sidewalk* Heh heh heh.
Dust on Wednesday: *walking down the street* Ooh hey! A dime!
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Leef: I've been here in jail so long I think I've lost my mind.
Leef: The days turn into weeks, weeks turn into months.
Leef: How long have I been in here now? Almost a year?
Error: This is Monopoly.
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Cross: Dust gets offended by everything.
Dust: What did you say about me?!?
Cross:
Cross: Case in point.
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Leef: Accidentally indulged in too much 'free time', turns out I've been reported missing for over six months and presumed dead by most local and national authorities.
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Killer: *standing on a balcony and sneezes*
Nightmare: *standing on the roof* Bless you.
Killer: God?!
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Leef: I lost my fish, can you help me find it?
Killer, cooking the fish: What? I couldn't hear you, please speak up.
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Leef: Fight me!
the gang, standing behind them and holding knives: *mouths* Do not.
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Killer: Sometimes, I don't realize an event was traumatic until I tell it as a funny story and notice everyone is staring at me weird.
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Error, to Cross: Well, one of us has to be wrong and it's not going to be me.
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Leef: Holy shit, Error, do you know what this means?!
Error: Kid, whenever you start doing this, nobody knows what you mean.
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Killer: I hope no one lowkey hates me.
Killer: Highkey hate me. Hate me with every fiber of your being.
Killer: Go big or go home.
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