#cotig john

[theliterarygnome]

The Cartographer: So when are we gonna tell them?

Archimedes: Just give them a minute

John, Jack, & Charles: *pulling on a door that clearly says push*

[theliterarygnome]

John: Is Jack always like this when he loses?

Warnie: Oh, yes

Warnie: You should've been there for the Great Jenga Tantrum of 1907

Jack: You bumped that table and you know it!

[theliterarygnome]

Charles *hungover*: Please tell me I'm imagining that I claimed I was king of the ducks last night

John: *sips tea* I would, but then I would be lying to His Royal Highness Charles Williams, King of All Ducks

Jack *entering the room and spotting Charles*: Good morning, Your Majesty

[theliterarygnome]

Bert: I keep a picture of all of us in my wallet. Whenever I face difficulties, I take it out and stare at the picture

John, Jack & Charles: Awwww-

Bert: And I tell myself, "If I can deal with these idiots, then I can deal with anything"

John, Jack & Charles: Oh.

[theliterarygnome]

John: We need to distract these guys

Jack: Leave it to me

Jack: Centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. Discuss.

Burton, Doyle, & Houdini: *immediately begin arguing*

[theliterarygnome]

John: I have a bad feeling about this...

Jack: What do you mean?

Charles: Don't you ever get that little voice in your head that tells you if you're going to get into trouble?

Jack:...No?

Charles: That actually explains so much

[theliterarygnome]

John: We have to plan; we have to figure something out!

Charles: John, when have any of our plans ever actually worked?

Jack: We plan. We get there. All hell breaks loose

[theliterarygnome]

The Morgaine: What are the hardest things to say?

Jack: I was wrong

John: I need help

Chaz: Worcestershire sauce