~Part 10~

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Prof.Red: I love the term 'partners'. Are we dating? Are we robbing a bank? Are we the dedicated detectives who investigate these vicious felonies and are members of an elite squad known as the special victims unit? Who knows.

Prof.Red: Y'know, I once knew a man who said to me: "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade." He also had a pair of sideburns that would cause even Jude Law's face to weep in forfeit. You put those lemons in a sack and beat your enemies with 'em! And maybe if you beat 'em hard enough the bag will split open and lemon juice will spray into their eyes, causing intense burning pains as you crush them into a citrus-y pulp!
Light/Tulip: Wait, wait, wait, wait. Their heads or the lemons?
Prof.Red: Whatever caves first!

*Pheonix/Reaper is reading a Clifford The Big Red Dog book*
Corrupt, watching: How did he get to be so big? Do they ever explain that?
Pheonix/Reaper: Well, Emily's love for him grew, and so did he.
Corrupt: Well, your dog is pretty small. Guess that says something about you, huh?
Pheonix/Reaper, angrily shutting their book: YOU'RE SMALL! WHAT DOES THAT SAY ABOUT YOUR PARENTS?!?!

Steve Leader/M: That was a joke. Say ha.
Yellow: Ha.
Steve Leader/M: Now do it again.
Yellow: Ha.
Steve Leader/M: Congratulations, you are officially the life of the party.

Yellow: Everyone knows that Santa is an invention designed by the big five corporations to sell tinsel and video games to an unsuspecting public.
Red: The whole "childhood wonder" stage just blew right past you, didn't it?

Prof.Red: Look, I'm glad everyone's on the same page.
Prof.Red: But it's the last page in a book titled "we're all going to die".
Cliff: That's not even clever.

Toxin: Any questions?
Void: Uh, yeah, WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?
Toxin: Uh, a plan, duh...
Corrupt: Void, chill, I know it's weird, but Toxin has a point.
Void:
Void: THAT WAS LITERALLY A PONY DOODLE WITH A HAT!!

Steve Leader/M: God, if only someone loved me...
Light/Tulip: *standing behind them with roses*
Louis: *holding box of chocolates*
Pheonix/Reaper: *has balloons and a card*
Cliff: *facepalms* This is sad.

Pheonix/Reaper: Just trust your gut!
Prof.Red: Babe, I have anxiety. My gut is literally always telling me to abort mission.


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