SMG3: I am very handsome. Sometimes I look in the mirror and think to myself "I have committed horrible acts".
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Vitality: What state would you live in?
Lag: Constant anxiety.
Buffer: Denial
CPU: Perfection
Crash: Florida.
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Cluster, seeing the Toxic Old Man Yaoi: it's none of my business it's none of my business it's none of my business it's none of my business it's none--
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Crash: Hey, do you have 2,500 credits?
CPU: What do you need 2,500 credits for?
Crash: An escape room?
CPU: What escape room is that expensive?
Crash: The Containment Zone.
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Kidnapper: We have Mario.
Luigi: Please, put him on the phone.
Kidnapper: Go ahead, you're on speaker.
Luigi: Again, bro?
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Lil Coding: I can't ever show my face to my dads ever again.
Cody: It can't be that bad.
LC: No, it was.
Cody: How?
LC: Papa asked me why I was sneaking out to see you, and I said, "Who's sneaking out?"
LC: He's not even mad that I was lying, just disappointed that I was so bad at it.
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Juliano: The "new year, new me" agenda is going pretty well.
Forum: Have you made any progress?
Juliano: Of course I have. Just one week in and I'm already a lot worse than I was last year.
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The Abyss: You call them heinous actions. I call them lore. We are not the same.
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Black Doom, watching Juliano & the Abyss after the NWO takeover: Jeez, talk about down bad.
Phobos: ..
Phobos: I am not even going to comment on the irony of that.
Buffer stands in front of the doors leading to the space of the infamous code chemist. The dark magenta doors had chains over them, strung tight with a lock over them.
The Admin approaches and gently touches the lock. Closing her eyes, she digs back through fuzzy memory banks and remembers the code.
She flicks the small latches, and the lock falls to the ground and disintegrates. The chains fall and swing, and they, too, vanish. The doors creak as they slowly swing inwards, and Buffer steels herself.
She walks in, and the doors slam behind her. A familiar layer of pink mist covers the foyer of the castle-like space. Grandiose and imposing, with the ceiling arching into a dome. Various symbols and patterns were etched into the walls, a language only those well versed could know.
This was Pink's domain of the space that she and her group owned. It was far more empty than she remembered.
Buffer drags her fingers over the pillars as she walks, the pink mist gently swirling around her ankles. Her hair bounces with each step, similar to the Admin she helped all those years ago.
Years she couldn't remember all too well, but it wasn't like it mattered. She needed to get that formula.
“I know you're here, Pink,” Buffer calls out as she pulls away from the pillar. She comes to stand in between two staircases that lead up to the second floor. “And I know that you know I'm here and why I'm here.”
She starts to ascend the staircase, holding out her hand. “Why? Why would you do this?” She frowns, clenching her hands as she looks up at the ceiling. “So many Programs are sick because of what you released! So many of my friends are sick! What compelled you to do this?"
Silence is her answer.
She reaches the top of the stairs and looks around. It was eerily quiet. She couldn't even hear Pink's Moderators.
Buffer takes a few more steps before she hears footsteps behind her. She whips around, eyes wide, to spot-
“Green,” she speaks, voice soft. Green was Pink's lover and a fellow Admin. Somehow, he was capable of conjuring the things Pink would need to make her substances.
Green stares at her, his body lax. He approaches, his footsteps louder than her own.
“G-Green?” Buffer stutters, backing away.
In a few short moments, Green was directly in front of her, towering over the young Admin. She flinches, looking up at his unreadable expression. His face is blank. Different from the past.
At least, she thinks so. Memories regarding him tend to be fuzzier than most, third only to her memories to Pink, which was second to her.. memories of her time here in general.
He reaches out a hand, and Buffer flinches. Is he going to hit me? What is he-?
Green's hand gently grabs a moderate strand of her hair, slowly running his fingers through it before stopping at the ends. The ends were a soft pink. (A pink Buffer never really remembers changing them to.) His brows were furrowed now, eyes narrow. He almost seems to be.. studying her.
He moves his hand away, letting her hair drop back into place. He mutters something under his breath. She only catches the “... you” part, though.
“Green?” Buffer blinks, utterly confused.
The Admin merely turns on his heel and walks off, heading towards the darkness that consumed the opposite end of the hall.
“Wait, Green!” Buffer calls, rushing after him. Despite the distance between them not being that large, Buffer couldn't catch him. Green was just barely out of reach, and soon, he walked into the darkness.
The younger Admin stops just at the edge, staring, confused. She couldn't even hear his footsteps anymore. Her logical processors were telling her none of this made sense and that she should just turn around, head to the laboratory, and grab the cure that she knew was there.
And yet, her curiosity nags her on. She wants to know what happened. What happened to Pink and her Moderators? Why was Green acting like this?
She inhales deeply and heads into the darkness. She feels on edge, but that's to be expected. There was something deeply wrong here. Green, as quiet as he could be, always answered her whenever she had questions, even if they were short or bullshit answers.
Steeling her nerves, she walks deeper and deeper into the darkness. It clings to the walls like moss-
Moss? Why did she make that comparison? Why would she-
Splash!
She flinches, stiffening. She slowly looks down, lifting her foot. She feels sick to her stomach to see blood mixed with moss swirling at her feet.
For a moment, her processor considered it to be Green's blood before it hit her. This was orange blood. Her heart drops.
Did.. did Orange get hurt? She thinks, slowly setting her foot back down and cringing at the small splash it makes. Why is there even moss here? I remember Pink hating that stuff..
She continues onward, her shoes splashing in the orange blood. She shudders at the noise, and a feeling of dread pools deep inside of her. This blood wasn't fresh at all, and yet it hadn't congealed or dried.
Her eyes flick to the bits and pieces of moss floating in the blood. Could it have something to do with that?
Buffer stops in front of a door. Looking down toward the bottom, she winces. “That's where the blood must be coming from,” she whispers, seeing the blood at a greater quantity there.
Reaching out, she grabs the door knob and twists it, swinging the door inward. “What is Green doing, heading into a place like this?” She murmurs, walking inside.
She jumps as the door slams shut behind her. She looks down and pales.
There was no blood. But an abundance of moss, that was all shades of green. Specks of orange littered the moss that coated the floor. (She couldn't help but notice how the specks of blood were the same shade as her own, and not Orange's. Orange's blood was a tad darker.)
Swallowing thickly with a now trembling body, Buffer continues forward, heading deeper into the room. A room she remembers well. While it was devoid of life, she saw the familiar work benches, large test tubes, and vials scattered about.
She walks over to one work desk and glances upward.
There was the balcony where Pink would watch Buffer work whenever the Admin had a test.
Looking back down, Buffer falters, seeing several text boxes. If she remembered right, Pink never took notes. The Admin merely committed everything to memory. Buffer was the one who took notes due to her poor memory. (But it was odd since she never needed to take notes in the Adminspace.)
She grabs one text box and reads.
Log #3
Another failure! I've failed again! This damned moss, where did it even come from?! Green can't figure it out either! We're all stumped!
It took her from me.. her smile.. her laugh.. the only one who truly knew and understood what we did here.. I can't lose her. I need to know what this moss did to her.
Buffer quickly clambers onto the table, staring at the moss on the floor. Though her eyes soon narrow, seeing how the moss was nowhere near the tables.
Odd.
She swipes through the textbox, seeing a second page.
Log #7
We got somewhere today. Red went to a world - Minecraft, I believed it was called. Yellow went with her, and they discovered… Fledging spores, so to speak. Apparently, the code they held nearly matched the code of moss that appeared here!
They won't be able to bring any here, but.. I couldn't care less. I'm going there myself. I'll fix her. Make her better. She'll wake up.
A swipe to the third page.
Log #10
Failures, failures, failures. I don't care what they say, I don't care that I'm being stubborn. They back off once I say it's so we don't have an infection of some sort spread. But I need to know, I need to figure this out. I will go insane if I don't.
This is nothing compared to what I have mastered.
This was definitely Pink’s writing. The Admin was always a bit intense whenever she had to write.
She set one down and picked up another.
Log #17
Red, such a hypocrite. Telling me to put down my work - as if she isn't working as much! No, no. I can't get upset. We're all hurting. None of my tests have yielded results.
But soon they will. I know they will.
Buffer slowly sits down on the table, swiping to the next page. “Hm..”
Log #24
I finally got something - it's less of a moss and more of a fungus. Green has been a tremendous help figuring this all out. Despite how many times I tell him, I know that he's blaming himself. None of us could have known she would.. deactivate. None of us knew she would bleed out.
None of us knew that she was mixing things she shouldn't be.
Who was Pink talking about? Did this happen sometime after Buffer left? It had to, considering that she couldn't find any memories relating to something even remotely like this.
Log #29
I managed to preserve a sample of her code. There was still code just a bit lingering. I grabbed it as soon as I saw it and put it into one of the test chambers.
I don't care how many times it takes. I'll fix her. Bring her back. She's not dead. That code still holds life. I'm sure of it.
Flicking through more of the pages, she frowns deeply as reads. It was more of the same. Pink declaring that she'd bring someone back, more notes about failures, and other sorts of things.
One apparent thing, though, was that Pink’s sanity and mental health had taken a hit by whatever had happened. Someone had deactivated a while after Buffer left, and Pink was trying to bring them back.
She left itches her shoulder, feeling a tingle there before grabbing the third text box.
Log #50
I can't forget the state of her when we first saw her that day. We were gone for just a few hours, and the lab was overrun by this damn fungus. And she was just. sitting there. Slumped over the table.
Her left arm was completely taken over by whatever the hell this thing is. So was her face. Her right ankle and left upper thigh.
We don't know how it got there. Got to her. All we know is that it's a fledging in only the Minecraft universe.
I'll eradicate it if I have to.
Buffer slowly clenches her hand. She rolls her right shoulder and tucks her left ankle under her right thigh.
This isn't about you. She tries to reason, to stop her worried thoughts. You would remember this.
Log #55
A breakthrough. A breakthrough. I got a breakthrough. Her code is still there, and I can remake it. She was never dead. Death never took her from me.
You'll be back. I'll bring you back.
Buffer's thumb trembles over the final word being covered. Slowly, she moves it.
I promise.
She exhales softly.
Log #60
I love Yellow. I care for them, and I cherish them, but if they don't get off my back about this.. who cares if this goes against all moral codes! I want her back! My Moderator, my apprentice, my heir - my DAUGHTER! I want her back! She's the perfection of what I do, the pinnacle of my teachings!
GIVE HER BACK!
Buffer, shakily, sets down that text box. “No more reading for a minute,” she mutters to herself. She felt shaky and sick, knowing that if she read more, she'd waste more time. She hops off the table, cringing at the soft squelch that comes from one of her feet landing in the moss.
She steps away and hurries over to another one of the tables, keen eyes spotting a box.
A box that had not been there before.
Throat feeling dry, she moves forward and clicks open the box.
Inside were the vials. Vials she knew contained the cure, because it was a cure she made as a test. It was how she knew. How she knew that Pink was behind this.
Buffer stares and stares and stares. She could take these and leave. She could take these and go back to the Adminspace, and try to forget what she saw today. She could ignore Green and Pink's behavior.
She could ignore it all and go home.
But she wouldn't. Because-
“Curiosity killed the cat,” Pink spoke, placing a hand on Buffer's head, “but satisfaction brought it back.”
Shaking her head, Buffer pulls herself from the memory and brings up a log box. From memory, she put down how to use and make more of the cure, something she knew Vitality and Kelsie would do just fine at replicating.
Opening a small portal command, she puts the box and log box through. Once she pulls her hands back out, it closes, and she's left in the darkness of the room.
Someone was watching her.
Her head snaps up to look at the balcony once more.
..
No one was there.
Buffer shudders. She glances around for any sign of vibrant pink, but finds none. She clenches a shaking hand over her chest, before her curiosity makes her look back at the text boxes. She makes her way over, hops back on, and shuffles through them.
Her eyes skim over the texts before something catches her attention. It was a number for.. something. Unlike the logs, it was something else that was numbered.
She lifts the text box and pales.
Clone.
It was a text box labeled ‘Attempts’. Swallowing down her fear, she opens it up.
59 entries. About clones.
The text box falls to the ground with a clatter when she sees the name. She feels bile rush up her through and she rushes as quickly as she can to a corner and retches.
“Ah, you're here!” The airy voice of Pink fills the room, and Buffer jolts. Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she stumbles away and looks toward the balcony.
Pink stands there, hands clasped behind her back as Green stands behind her, looming over her shoulder.
“I've missed you dearly, Buffer.” Pink closes her eyes as she smiles. “I almost thought you were intentionally not visiting me!”
“That- That can't be true,” Buffer stammers, pointing to the text box. “Pink, tell me it isn't true - I'm begging you, tell me that isn't true!”
“What do you- Ooh.” Pink pauses before giggling. “Dear, it's as true as the sky is blue.”
Buffer felt like her whole world was crashing down.
Pink continues to smile down at her, and Green manages to, somehow, continue looking down at Buffer.
“You're a clone, Buffer. The best one yet, I must add.” The older Admin smiles. Buffer's knees buckle under her, nearly giving out.
Buffer can hardly think. Whatever Pink is saying doesn't register. Her hands grasp at the air as a portal opens behind her. And she runs through it, stumbling out to her office on the other side. She collapses onto the floor, body and voice shuddering with each breath.
She hears a gentle, “I'll see you soon,” before the portal behind her closes.
What're some hcs you have for your smg4 au characters? Like the ones you've made? (Forum, Abyssal, Lil Coding, etc etc!)
OH. SO MANY.
Forum and Domain are usually able to always know what the other is thinking. Typically, it's Domain stopping Forum from getting too into something.
Lil Coding freaked out when Lily stayed underwater for a while to scare him. He knew she had gills, but he didn't think that they were already working somewhat.
Cursor is somewhat always uneasy around Vitality, and this is because of the time I mentioned that Vitality nearly killed her. Long story short, Cursor was being her usual self, Vitality got very fed up, and when she visited the medic, Vitality very nearly just cut off her code.
Buffer usually plays poker with CPU.
Abyssal continues to fall asleep in the weirdest places. One time, she was under Umbra's desk.
Tartarus once got stuck in one of the labyrinths and spent way too long trying to figure out how to get out.
Olympus is banned from watching over Timmy's group whenever he's on patrol in the FOP universe. They always somehow manage to get him to cover for him whenever they do something wild.
Alyssa used to pine over Jayin.
"Are those hickeys on your neck?" ".. I got bit." ".. I can't even say anything." - CPU and Abyssal
Vitality has been on a few dates with Dale now. Tulip, after getting over the shock, is now more than elated that her uncle has found someone. Also, it means that hopefully, she'll get a good sleep schedule soon.
In the Internet Hub, two familiar Admins sit near an elevator. The pink one looks sheepish, and the purple and blue one is rubbing his face.
"You are taking this.. surprisingly well."
"I'm actively using all my willpower to not pass out from shock."
Abyssal pulls a face. "Oh.."
She glances down at Umbra, who is rubbing his temples. He groans softly before looking up at her.
"With the dude that helped you get possessed? Really?" He stares at her.
"He's cute." She pouts.
Umbra continues to stare at her before he groans softly. He shakes his head and looks down, trying to figure out what to say.
Abyssal speaks first, "Are you upset?"
"Confused," he corrects. "It's just.. I dunno, I still look at you sometimes and see that young Program I found all those years ago." He looks up at her, frowning. "And then my processors start acting illogically, making me think that you still need to be protected when.. you really don't." He chuckles lightly. "So I'm just.. I'm trying to figure out how I really feel without nostalgia clouding my mind.."
Abyssal's face softens, and she smiles. "Well, glad you can at least admit that."
Umbra lets out a soft laugh and gently punches her shoulder. She laughes softly as well, rubbing her shoulder. She tilts her head. "So.. you're not mad?"
"Keep asking, and I will be."
"Noted."
Umbra pauses to think. "How'd you even end up falling for him?"
"That one time I was chasing him.." Abyssal's cheeks darken. "His hood fell, and I saw his face. His freckles look like stars in the night sky."
He blinks, surprised. Then he snorts. "Oh, so you're down bad."
"Am not!" Abyssal whines, slapping his shoulder. He laughs, rubbing it with a grin.
"Whaaat?"
"You say that as if you don't do the same with Ping!"
Umbra sputters, his cheeks darkening. "Wh- I do not!"
Abyssal grins. "You so do! You will go on and on about him if you can."
He grumbles. "I really only have myself to blame."
The two break out into laughter, with Umbra leaning back and clutching his stomach. Abyssal extends a wing to keep him from falling back, which he shoots her a grateful smile for once he calms down.
After a moment of silence, he exhales. "Well, if you're serious about him, I'll trust you." He then leveled a glare at her, face now serious. "But if he hurts you in any way, I'll kill him."
"He's not that easy to.." She trails off, seeing just how serious Umbra is. She smiles a bit. "Alright, whatever you say. But if anyone, it's probably him you should be worried about. I can be a little rough with him."
Umbra stares at her. "I'm sorry?"
"Sometimes we do Cat-and-Mouse." She shrugs. "Sometimes I get a little too into it and end up roughing him up."
He exhales. "Codes above, I thought you meant something else."
She smiles smugly, not responding. He stares at her.
"... Abyssal."
"Yeah?"
"Have you.."
"Not the full way."
Umbra continues to stare at her. She continues to smile smugly.
He quickly gets up, and she shrieks.
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CPU looks at Buffer, who nods he speaks. "It would just make more sense if we could check more universes, but we can't-"
He's cut off by a blur of pink and a blur of purple and blue rushing past him, followed by the familiar voices of Abyssal and Umbra.
"YOU ASS!"
"I'M SORRY!!"
CPU pulls as face as Buffer grins.
"Lost the bet?" She teases.
"Shut it." He opens a chat box, grumbling. "This is the last time I do bets."
"You said that last time." Buffer tilts her head with a snort. "What was the bet again?"
"When Umbra would find out about her secret boyfriend."
Funny idea: For the first few months after Cursor joined the SMG Project Buffer actually had a thing for her. In her defense Cursor's kind of hot and during that time she was a lot more subdued since she was getting used to the switch from field work to office work and was still recovering from the near-death experience that necessitated her transfer in the first place. The feelings went away very quickly after she started acting like...well, herself (that doesn't stop CPU from poking a bit of fun at Buffer's shit taste even years later, of course).
...She still thinks Cursor's pretty hot tho.
I LOVE THAT, LOL.
CPU: .. do you remember when you used to write Cursor + Buffer in your work notes-?
Luigi: One time, SMG4 and SMG3 were having a heated argument in the RV, and 3 took 4's tape out of the player and smashed it against the floor in rage.
Luigi: Then 4 looked him dead in the eye, pulled out a second copy of that same tape, and put it back in the player.
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Cody: I have a bad feeling about this...
Lil Coding: What do you mean?
Cody: Don't you ever get that little voice in your mind that tells you if you're going to get into trouble?
Lil Coding: No?
Cody: That actually explains so much.
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Manifest: In your opinion, what's the height of stupidity?
Emulator: I'm trying to remember Forum's height..
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CPU: On a scale of 1 to 10, exactly how much am I going to despise this plan of yours?
Abyssal: I’d say a solid 85.
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Umbra: What’s it like being tall? Is it nice?
Umbra: Can you reach comfortably for the cuppboards?
CPU: We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb 4 chairs, 2 boxes, a small coffee table, and 6 oddly placed stools to get what they want.
Buffer: It was one time! And I'm not short!
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SMG4: I trust Mario.
SMG3: You think he knows what he's doing?
SMG4: I wouldn't go that far.
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Saiko, fuming: YOU BRIBED HER TO CHEAT ME ON THE GAME!
Bob, calmly setting desserts aside: You call it 'bribing', I call it 'gastrodiplomacy.'
Lily, chewing on a dessert: Look I just wanted extra dessert, ok?
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Tari: Looks like a hawk...
Saiko: No, a peregrine falcon.
Shroomy: One attacked me as a small child.
Tari: That’s horrifying!
Shroomy, smiling calmly: It did not win.
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Bob: I was arrested once for being way too handsome.
Meggy: The charges were immediately dropped due to no supporting evidence.
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Lil Coding: Which country has the most birds? Portu-geese!
Cody: That's a language.
Lil Coding: Portu-gull..?
Elanore: Nice recovery!
Plurality: I think you mean nice re-dovery.
Lil Coding: TURKEY! HOW DID I MISS TURKEY?
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Tulip: Do you have a favorite?
Juliano: I care about you all equally.
Mario, whispering: Blink if it's me.
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*An invention of hers went haywire..*
Tulip: Time for plan G!
SMG10: Don’t you mean plan B?
Tulip: No, we tried plan B a long time ago. I had to skip over plan C due to technical difficulties.
Ava: What about plan D?
Tulio: Plan D was that desperate shutdown attempt half an hour ago.
Mia: What about plan E?
Tulip: I’m hoping not to use it. Leo's hairpin gets smashed in plan E.
Tyrus: ...I like plan E.
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Umbra: You're bound by a Medical Oath! You can't kill me!
Vitality: That solely depends if I took the oath.
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Elanore: How are you doing?
Plurality: Well, I'm breathing.
Elanore: Setting the bar low, huh?
Plurality: Yeah, well, it’s better than Root.
Root, having a panic attack: I'm gonna kill you.
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Meggy: I dare you-
Luigi, pulling Mario away: He isn’t allowed to accept dares.
Mario: Apparently I have no regard for my personal safety.
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Nimbus: Why are your tongues purple?
SMG8: We had slushies. I had a blue one.
SMG9: I had a red one.
Nimbus: Oh! ... OH.
Tama: You drank each others slushies?
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Overseer, under his breath as Abyssal is pinning him: I want to kiss you.
Abyssal, not paying attention: What?
Overseer, panicking: I said if you die, I won't miss you!
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SMG4: You do seven things a day that I ask you not to do.
Lil Coding: Actually, I do more. You catch seven.
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Lily: Can you pass the salt?
SMG3: What’s the magic word?
Lily: Or else!
SMG3: *smiles proudly* Atta girl.
Domain: What are you teaching her?
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*The Kids trying to help Tama warm up to them*
Tama, giggling: The floor is lava!
Plurality: *helps Elanore onto a bench*
Lily: *kicks Lil Coding off a table*
Sage: As you can see, we know two types of people.
Tulip: I’m gonna mix a can of Red Bull with seventeen shots of espresso in a fishbowl and then chug it while Kids by MGMT plays in the background so I can perceive twenty-three spatial dimensions and fight my own soul.
Juliano, already removing every potential hazard in the vicinity: How about you don't?
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Lily: But when all hope seemed lost, I had an epiphany!
Lily, earlier: I'm going to throw myself into the sea.
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SMG3: What’s that off in the distance? Could it be? It is! My last damn, disappearing over the horizon. Be free, my old friend… be free…
SMG4: 3, hun, I literally JUST asked you to be nicer to Boopkins.
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Lil Coding: And that's when it hit me. The best idea I ever had!
*After everything goes to shit*
Lily, glaring at Lil Coding: That was the worst idea you've ever had!
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Morris: You played me like a damn fiddle!
Root: You're wrong. A fiddle is beautiful and difficult to play. I played you like the cheap kazoo you are.
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Cody: LC, I am questioning your sanity...
Sage: I never questioned it, I knew his sanity was missing from the start.
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Cody: I always wondered how a living person could kill another living person.
Cody: And then my siblings got threatened and I was like "oh okay!"
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Root: I'm friends with this family for the same reason people visit the zoo.
Root: Oh! Shh, look at that!
Root: *turns to watch a screaming Mario chase a screaming Luigi*
Root: Nature is amazing.
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Cory: I'm six, so I get six cookies!
Cody: Cory, bub, that's now how it works-
Lil Coding: *pocketing 12 cookies*
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Cody: What did you guys get in your yearbook?
Lily: 'Prettiest smile'.
Root: 'Nicest personality'.
Lil Coding: 'Most likely to start a bar fight'.
Bowser Jr: 'Least likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one'.
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*The Crew right before Domain&Forum's wedding (potentially idk lol)*
SMG4: Well, we have to go, we have a wedding to attend.
Abyssal: Wait... Oh! I have a wedding to attend too!
Mario: Oh, I have a wedding to attend as well.
Umbra: I THINK WE ALL HAVE A WEDDING TO ATTEND!
Vitality: I THINK I HAVE A WEDDING TO OFFICIATE!!
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Meggy: Where's the other kids?
Welony: They're playing hide and seek.
Meggy: Where?
Welony: I don't think you get how this game works.
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Luigi: How late were you up last night?
SMG34 & SMG3, in tandem: Me?
Luigi: No, not you two. You stay up late all the time.
Luigi, to Mario: You.
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Buffer: CPU was sitting next to me during the meeting today and offered me a sip of hisbdrink because I mentioned that I was thirsty...
Buffer: I was not fucking expecting to take a sip of vodka cranberry at 9am.
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Forum: God, you’re so clingy.
Domain: YOU came to MY USB?!
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Buffer: CPU, I need a gun, but you can't ask why I need it.
CPU: As long as you don't ask how I've gained all these.
Buffer: Deal.
CPU: *sets 20 different guns on the table*
Buffer: ..
CPU: ..
Buffer: *points at one* That one will do.
CPU: Good choice.
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Tari: Why are you still drinking? It’s 10 in the morning.
Bob: I know how bad this is gonna feel when I sober up, so I'm just gonna keep drinking a little bit.
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Lil Coding: Boil up some Mountain Dew. It's gonna be a long night.
Sage: You could have said anything else.
Lily: Cauldron boil and cauldron bubble, baja blast to fuel my trouble.
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Lil Coding: Lily suggested the idea of putting me on a child's leash, and I think everyone honestly considered it.
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Umbra: You didn't happen to bring any coffee, did you?
Abyssal, handing him a thermos: Milk and sugar.
Umbra: Oh, awesome. You're a lifesaver.
Umbra: *drinks it*
Umbra: Wait, is this just milk and sugar?
Abyssal: That's what I said.
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Root: How petty can you get?
SMG3: I once edited a Wikipedia article to win an argument I was wrong about.
