H.S. Rand

[scythe-ayn-rand]

Goddard: I’m going to kill you!

Rowan: Let me ask Xenocrates.

Goddard: That’s not how it works-

Rowan: He said no.

[scythe-ayn-rand]

Curie: You ever want to talk about your feelings, Anastasia?

Citra: No.

Rowan: I do!

Curie: I know, Lucifer.

Rowan: I’m sad.

Curie: I know, Lucifer.

[scythe-ayn-rand]

Citra: *has an incoming call from her mom* Okay, everyone, shut up! *answers* Hey Mom!

Tyger: Ayyyyye, pass the weed!

Rand: *loud moaning*

Goddard: Fuck! Shit! Balls! Cock! Piss! Ass! Damn! Dick! Hell!

Rand again: Come back to bed, Goddard~

Volta: *singing very loudly and obnoxiously*

Curie: Tell her I said “Hi!”

Rowan: Rand, put your shirt back on, please!

Chomsky: *hitting pots and pans screaming*

Citra: *hanging up* I hate all of you.