Atlanta: You drive worse than me
Crimson: Bitch the fuck you mean?
Crimson proceeds to drive off a cliff into beowolves
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Crimson: Yes, I see the irony
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Atalanta: So, whaddya say, kiddo? You wanna murder somebody?
Cherry: Oh Boy!!
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(the fall of beacon in the background)
Crimson: surprisingly, it's actually kind of relaxing when you watch the world burn while enjoying a nice hot cup of tea... (sip)
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Crimson: Here is some info of me I like: arson, red, tea parties. I dislike: segcks, jeans, hanging out with the boys (because I dont like hearing noise duhh) and I also love monster hunting and being not giving a shit because I'm just bored sometimes haha
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Cherry: trust me, when you fire this game up, your little fucking nuts are gonna be quaking buddy, your little nuts are gonna be quaking. yeah, YEAAAHHH, YEEEEEAAAH! YOURE GONNA SHOOT CUM! YOURE GONNA SHOOT CUM! YOURE GONNA SHOOT HOT CUM EVERYWHERE.
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(crimson prepping cherry for a date)
Crimson: (nonchalantly) Seduce me.
Cherry: (Cherry looks back, confused, and turns forward, arms akimbo.) You?
Crimson: (pointedly) Seduce me.
Cherry: What, Crimson? I ain't gonna...
Crimson: SEDUCE ME!.
Cherry: (taken aback) Right! Right. Okay. (He looks down at the cart. He immediately picks up the bucket of fried chicken and lets out a quick sigh.) Okay... (He walks up to Crimson.) H-hey there, good-lookin'... I got a bucket of chicken...
Crimson: (He slaps the chicken out of Cherry's hands.) I'm not one of your fried chicken tramps! I'm a woman! I like my men dangerous... Mysterious... (Crimson takes the dummy into his arms and starts dancing with it briefly before holding it in front of him.) You want to be my lover?! Earn it! Seduce me! (He uses the dummy to slap Cherry across the face, who looks up at him with a hurt expression in his eyes. Crimson simply looks down at him with a smug grin on his face. An upbeat, funky jazz track starts playing.)
[time skips a few hours]
Crimson: Final question: You have a dinner date for seven. What time do you arrive?
Cherry: Seven. AM. Case the restaurant, run background checks on the staff. Can the cook be trusted? If not, I gotta kill him, dispose of the body, replace him with my own guy, no later than 4:30.
Crimson: ...You're ready!
Cherry: Really!?
Crimson: No. Everything you just said was insane, and we are out of time. Congratulations! You're a failure.
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Crimson: ill take a po boy, no pickles
Cherry: a number nine
Jade: a cheeseburger
Atalanta: I'll have two number 9's, a number 9 large, a number 6 with extra dip, a number 7, two number 45's, one without pickles, 2 medium sodas and a large soda.
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Crimson: (looks at Cherry) so the fuck is that
Cherry: its a puppy (is holding a small beowolf who is attempting to rip out his throat)
Crimson: yeah just keep it in a cage and clean up after it
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Jade: Oh these? My boobies? My massive fucking tiddies? My super stuffed up milkies? My honker bonker doinky boinkies? My fucking fabric stretching wind flapping gravity welling sex mounds? You mean these super duper ultra hyper god damn mother fucking tits
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Mint: You remember when you were making out with your first significant other and a fire was set next to you as they touched your leg? It was me Jade, I set your homework on fire so it seemed like you would never get laid!
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Crimson: (has one arm) (heavily wounded) (likely traumatized) so what's up doc..?
Atalanta: have you ever been told you have exaggerated amounts of swagger? anyways probably just a flesh wound
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Jade to Mint: I'm sorry my pussy is so tight and juicy and sounds like Kraft Macaroni And Cheese it's not my fault
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Atalanta to Jade: Ah bitch don't hate me cause I'm attractive hoe. Maybe if you got rid of that old yee - yee ass haircut, you'd get some bitches on yo dick. Oh, better yet, maybe Rosaline'll call back your dog ass if she stops fuckin' with that huntsmen or lawyer she fucking with. Whore~~
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Crimson: Every one knows anyone born after the Great War doesn't know how to cook and only knows how to: Charge they scroll, Twerk, Be bisexual, Eat hot noodle, And Lie
Cherry: I'm failing one
Jade: Twerk?
Cherry: Think about my sexuality
Atalanta: HE FUCKS PANSSSSS
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Jade: the Great Wap
Crimson: no
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