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Zeena: I want fancam edits of me.
Zeena: Make me sparkle, bitch.

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Zeena: When I die I don't want a sad funeral and any of that "she's in a better place now" bullshit.
Zeena: I want fancam edits of me.
Zeena: Make me sparkle, bitch.
Zazz, singing: Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches, I slam in the back of my, Dragula-!
Zor: Do you even know what a Dragula is? You can't fuck in the back of that.
Zazz, heartbroken: You can't?!
Dude, your gay
DUDE, YOUR GAY!
Zavok: I ignored all of their remarks. But when I turned around, one of my gays had indeed escaped…
But where is he escaping to?
Zor, on the phone to Zavok: Did Zazz get the birthday present I sent him?
Zavok, speaking over loud and continuous kazoo noises in the background: Yes. Yes he did. In other news, you're banned from sending us mail ever again.
Zazz: well you know what they say: Dying is Gay! *runs head first straight into a battle*
The rest of the team immediately follows him into battle without questionning anything
Zor: I scare people a lot because I walk very softly and they don't hear me enter rooms. So when they turn around, I'm just kind of there and their fear fuels me.
Zavok: You treat an outside wound with rubbing alcohol. You treat an inside wound with drinking alcohol.
Zazz: I have met some of the most insufferable people. But they also met me.
Zor, digging his grave: Long story short, this is my grave.......Want me to make you one too?
Master Zik: The saying “it is better to beg forgiveness than to ask permission” no longer applies to Zazz.
Zazz: *shoves his hand in the slot of a toaster* Zor: … Zazz: …I get confused sometimes. Zor: Me too.
Zazz, desperate: Wait, no you can't do this! I'm the nice-
Zazz: Wait, no, that's Zomom.
Zazz: I'm the sexie-
Zeena, preparing to smite him: Nope, me.
Zazz: ...I'm a member of the group.
Zeena: Well you see, the explanation is perfectly simple and scientific. It was because shut up. Shut up is why.
Zazz: I don't know how to tell you this, but... I love you. Zavok: That's great, Zazz. Especially considering the fact we've been married for 6 fucking years.
Zazz: I really like this whole ‘good guy, bad guy’ thing you guys have going on. Zeena: It’s not an act, it’s just that I’m mean and Zomom isn’t.
Zor: You use emoji’s like a straight person. Zeena: That’s literally the worst thing anyone has ever said about me.
Zomom: So, what are we doing? Zor: Wasting our lives. Zomom: I meant for lunch...