General: That squad is made up of Dorks.
Anby: Yes, but they are my Dorks. Please give them Their due respect.
~Silver Soldier Shenanigans~
Anby: You’re not ascending to godhood, you’re just dehydrated.
Harin: Outta my way, gayboy! I’m about to liberate myself from this mortal shell!
*Later*
Harin, texting Anby: hopital
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Armurier: *pointing at plants* Those are highly toxic. Do not eat them.
Harin: Yeah, Huh?
Armurier: ... Go throw up.
Harin: But I didn't eat any-
Armurier: Go throw up.
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Twiggy: I think I did fairly well on my anatomy quiz! :)
Aurora: I forgot I was doing a test.
Twiggy: Aurora.
Aurora: I said the vertebrae was the back stick because I thought it was funny....
Anby: Aurora.
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Anby: Armurier stated I was her Second Favorite Sister. I was understanding but disappointed. Then she said that Twiggy was her third favorite.
Anby: She's keeping the first slot open so that she doesn't lose her favorite sister.
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Feldspar: I would say I outdid myself, but I’m always this good, so I simply did myself!
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Anby: What did you get on your uniform?
Armurier: Rust.
Anby: From?
Armurier: Weapons.
Anby: ... I'm going to assign Twiggy to your supervision.
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Anby: Is this whiskey or perfume?
Aurora: *Drinks the bottle* It's perfume.
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Anby: Your smug self-assuredness is dangerous.
Feldspar: I think we need to validate self confidence more, lest you end up angry at others for having even a sliver of it. I've done nothing wrong and I have a heart of gold.
Armurier: I think that's extremely valid, but also you've talked about facing Nineveh one-on-one.
Feldspar: I want to fight the Flower-bitch.
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Harin: You're overthinking this.
Armurier: You don’t know the appropriate level of thinking, Harin. What if I’m underthinking?
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Twiggy, writing in her diary with a glitter gel pen: I'm losing my sense of humanity. Nothing matters. God is dead. There's blood on my hands.
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Aurora: Do you ever feel bugs on you when really there’s nothing there?
Feldspar: Those are the ghosts of the bugs you killed before.
Aurora:
Aurora: *sobbing*
Harin: You fucking scared her, you idiot.
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Anby: Look, Aurora, it's the third time this week you had a mental breakdown and its Monday.
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Twiggy: You’re like an oyster. Not appealing on the outside, but your insides are worth a lot of money!
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Anby: It’s not that I don’t trust Feldspar, I just... don’t trust her impulse control.
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Armurier, taping a knife onto a Roomba: Be free, my child.
Anby, entering the room with a small cut on her ankle: Who the f-
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Anby: Do you ever want to talk about your emotions, Armurier?
Armurier: No.
Aurora: I do!
Anby: I know, Aurora.
Aurora: I'm sad.
Anby: I know, Aurora.
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Twiggy: Alright, I've been thinking; When life gives you lemons? Don't make lemonade. Make life take the lemons back! Get mad! 'I don't want your damn lemons! What am I supposed to do with these?! Demand to see life's manager! Make life rue the day it thought it could give Cave Johnson lemons! Do you know who I am? I'm the man who's going to burn your house down! With the lemons! I'm gonna invent a combustible lemon that burns your house down! With the Lemons!
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Anby: I’ve organized your messages into three categories. From Harin, Death Threats, and Death Threats From Harin.
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Aurora: HOW ARE YOU SO CALM?
Anby: I’ve passed beyond “stressed”, beyond “hysteria”, into the gray misty indifference of complete shutdown of all but emergency services in my brain.
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Aurora: I sort of did something and I need some advice, but I don't want a lot of judgment and criticism.
Harin: And you came to me?
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Feldspar: No, I don't want to talk about physics! I don't know anything about the laws of physics because they are hard and boring. I simply would like them to behave in a way that is most convenient to ME and MY LIFE! Is that really asking too much?
Armurier: Yes, as a matter of fact, it is!
Feldspar: Well, guess what? Science is stupid bullshit!!
Armurier: You take that back!!!
Feldspar: No. Magic is awesome. Science blows. The end.
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Anby, watching Harin do something stupid: Feldspar, you're officially only the second highest risk here.
Feldspar: Hell yeah! I'm gonna—
Anby: Don't finish that sentence, you'll move back up.
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Aurora: Armurier, you’re such a genius!
Armurier: Yes, I know.
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Twiggy: Accidentally indulged in too much ‘free time’, turns out I’ve been reported missing for over six months and presumed dead by most local and national authorities.
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Feldspar, Waking up in the Hollow after the Suicide mission: God Put me on this planet with a mission.
Feldspar: Good thing I forgot what it was so I'm free to do whatever I want!
