TW: Knives, breaking law mentions, and some cussing
Reaper: Good responses for being stabbed with a knife?
Brian: Rude.
CC: That's fair.
Bêtê: Not again.
Amy: Are you going to want this back?
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Amy: If you bite it and you die, it's poisonous. If it bites you and you die, it's venomous.
Brian: What if it bites me and it dies!?
CC: Then you're poisonous. Jesus Christ, Brian, learn to listen.
Bêtê: What if it bites itself and I die?
Reaper: That's voodoo.
Fran: What if it bites me and someone else dies?
Brian: That's correlation, not causation.
Fran: Oh-
Bêtê: What if we bite each other, and neither of us die?
Reaper: That's a little kinky-
Amy: Oh my God.
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Amy: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast?
Brian: Several traffic violations.
CC: Three counts of resisting arrest.
Bêtê: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks.
Reaper: Also, that's not our car.
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Amy: What if the person who named Walkie Talkies named everything?
Brian: Pregnancy tests are Maybe Babies
Reaper: Socks are Feetie Heaties
Bêtê: Forks are Stabby Grabbies
Brian: Defibrillators are Heartie Starties
Reaper: Nightmares are Dreamy Screamies
Bêtê: Stamps are Lickie Stickies *giggles*
CC: *annoyed* You are disappointments
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Amy: Looking left cause you don't treat me right
Brian: Looking right because you left
CC: Looking up cause you let me down
Bêtê: Looking down cause you f*cked up.
Sal: ....What is wrong with you guys?!
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Sal: Good morning.
Brian: Good morning.
CC: Good morning.
Bêtê: You all sound like robots, try spicing it up a bit.
Amy: MORNING MOTHERF*CKERS! >:3
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Sal: There are seven chairs and ten kids. What do you do?
Brian: Have everyone stand.
Bêtê: Bring three more chairs!
CC: The most important ones can sit down.
Infected or Yang: Kill three.
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Reaper: Why isn't the statue smirking at me? TwT
Brian: It isn't smirking at anyone, they're all just imagining it.
Amy: Three of us saw it, Brian. How do you explain that?
Brian: *points at CC* Sleep deprivation. *points at Bêtê* Paranoia. *points at Amy* Delusional personality disorder.
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Amy: Poison is a magic transmutation potion that turns people into corpses.
Brian: This knife is actually a magic wand.
CC: Meet me in the Denny's parking lot for a wizard duel.
Bêtê: *cocks gun* Magic missile.
Sal: What the f*ck is wrong with you people.
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Amy: You're 'the second worst thing to ever happen to those orphans', what does that mean?
Brian: It means i was second worst thing to happen to those orphans.
Amy: but what's the first worst thing?
*Awkward pause*
Brian: Amy, they...they weren't always orphans.
Amy: ...
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