Azael: This is not a drill- I repeat- this is NOT a drill!
Azael, holding up a screwdriver labeled 'drill': This is a screwdriver- who labeled it "drill"??
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JB: Let's slow dance-
MM: //does the macarena at 1/4 speed//
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//airhorn sound//
//second airhorn sound//
PM: Wha-
PM: This isn't deodorant..
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PM: How are we going to get in?
MM: Allow me. Locks are my specialty.
MM: //throws a brick at the window//
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Chron: Okay- let us be straightforward about our plan- quickly-
Smol: Uh
PM: Erm
Isk: Well
G: ?
Chron, looking worriedly down the hall where danger is then turning back to death glare them: Now is NOT the time!
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Smol: I can't find my communicator- could you call it?
Snake: Yeah, sure- one moment- lemme find my communicator-
Smol: Okay, I'll wait-
Snake: I can't find it- can you call me?
Smol: Sure, Snako- one sec-
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G, while running away: Imagine if you were a whale who broke up with your lover and humans recorded that and played it for everyone to fall asleep to- that would be uncool-
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Parrot child: I have lured you all to my lair because I crave the deadliest game-
MM, nodding: Knife Monopoly.
Parrot child:
MM:
G:
PM:
Parrot child: I was planning to hunt ya'll down for sport, but now I'm interested in whatever Knife Monopoly is-
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MM: Now consider this: seatbelts. But they throw you out of your seat and are called yeetbelts-
Crooked, looking furiously through their flashcards: What the f*** is a yeet??
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Sally: Poultry man, can I go to the movies?
PM, sighing: Sal, I'm not your adoptive dad- you can do whatever you want- just be safe.
Sally: Ooh o-
PM: Be home by eleven, don't go anywhere without a chaperone, and look both ways before crossing.
Sally:
PM: And I may or may not be watching you as you do so- here- ten dollars for the popcorn-
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Isk, looking concerned at a tired G: Gmish brought me this thinking it was a flower- but it's lettuce-
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