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Victorian children

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Markus: what is your one defense mechanism when you have a minor inconvenience?

North: Oh, I whine like a little bitch.

Markus: Who didn't know that? :)

North: hey! you're the one who's the little bitch.

Markus: I'm a God.

Simon: He's THE GOD.

Kara: Hey wait a minute can you stop bickering for a second. Like c'mon Markus did you not drink your respect women juice?

Markus: it's not that, North just likes like to play angel and demon on my shoulder with Josh and I'm, as you say, inconvenienced.

Josh: WHOMST SUMMONED ME??

North: Josh, Buddy, I forgot you existed.

Josh: :( what am I?? some kind of Victorian ghost

North: We all have our demons.

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Josh: you know, I would be more freaked out if we weren't texting and I didn't know you copy and pasted glitch text.

North: :/

Gavin: you all are weird. I just stress pet my cat

Connor: Oh ho ho ho have we found a weak spot in Gavin finally I can poke that bastard with a stick.

Gavin: fuck off, tin can.

Nines: Connor, we get it .you like dogs.

Connor: I do! I like dogs! :D

Hank: if you think about it, Connor you're a like a cat. Same Dumb Victorian child expressing their woes over a minor inconvenience energy.

Connor: :0 NO.

Hank: Oh yeah? How about when you lick things? And Eat Plastic? Huh???

Connor: I require sustenance Thou provest nothing. tongue is scratchy to analyze the strange substance. You care for it not. But I must prevail.

Hank: HOW ABOUT THE TIME YOU GOT HIT BY A TRAIN???

Connor: Minor inconvenience, indeed. You see, I AM SPEED I RUN VERY VERY FAST AND TRIP THY CRIMINAL OVER BY THE ANKLES. IRON HORSE IS NO MATCH FOR ME BECAUSE I HAVE THE ZOOMIES.

Hank: yeah.. keep it coming Connor remember that  time you chased a bunch of pigeons.

Connor:  Oh! Oh! You release your birds. You release to distract me??? Oh woest me. JAIL FOR BIRD JAIL FOR BIRD FOR A THOUSAND YEARS.

Hank: and the countless times I told you not to go places–

Connor: Why can't I go into the zoomies motor way to catch a target why is it that you forbade me?

Hank: it's called a highway and you will die.

Connor: Hankford. I am strong.

Connor: And you do this when you tell me to stay covered during shoot outs.  This is a test of wills, is it not? We shall see if your ability to put up with my incessant banging outlasts my eternal lust for getting fucking Nerfed. Years of conditioning have hardened me for this purpose. bang bang bang.

Hank: You're just proving my point.

Connor: Yes. I'm sorry for bringing minor inconvenience into your life.

Hank: To hell with that, Connor you're a major inconvenience in my life but at least you're in it.

Connor: What do you do to cope.

Hank: Bitch I drink.

Connor: Oh tea.