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Agent Ink: Wow, great work on the Halloween decorations. Where did you get the fake skeletons? The Amazing Aureolin: Fake?
Emma: As someone who has a long history of not understanding anything, I feel confident in my ability to continue not knowing what is going on.
Dean Glaucous: When's the last time you slept? Chef Aubergine: Uh… a few days ago, I think. Dean Glaucous: A few- how many?! Chef Aubergine: Uh… starts counting on fingers I need more fingers… Dean Glaucous: What you need is sleep!
High Alchemist Raven: Aren’t you going to say “have a nice day?” Dame Obsidian: I don’t care if you have a pulse, much less a nice day.
Emma, holding a gun: If the conspiracies about life being a simulation are true WHOEVERS CONTROLLING MY SIM I JUST WANNA TALK.
The Amazing Aureolin: Consider the fundraising over! Your hero has arrived! Irratino: Uhh… where did you get so much money from, The Amazing Aureolin? The Amazing Aureolin: Well, you know, I’m pretty good at numbers. I just crunched them, I stretched them, I analyzed my accounts, I timed the market- police sirens start to wail in the background Irratino: DID YOU ROB A BANK?! The Amazing Aureolin: Oh, come on, Irratino, do you really think so little of me? opens the bag as purple dye explodes on their face Irratino: The Amazing Aureolin: …it was a credit union.
Agent Ink: Go and tell Dean Glaucous why you insisted on putting a normal-sized carrot in a bag of baby carrots. Emma: Agent Ink: Do it, tell them what you told me earlier. Emma, stuttering: I-it's because… th-they need adult supervision… Dean Glaucous:
Emma, playing a video game: How do I play? Emma has drawn first blood! Emma is on a killing spree! Emma is on a rampage! Emma is unstoppable! Emma is dominating! Emma is godlike! Emma: Don’t worry guys, I figured it out.
Midnight III: coughs blood Emma: Don't die, Midnight III! Midnight III: Don't tell me what to do!
Emma: Amazing! Logico, your just like Sherlock Homeless! Logico: IT'S HOLMES!
Dame Obsidian: People always shoot down my ideas and I’m sick of it. Two sentences in and everyone’s always shouting “what the fuck? that’s illegal!” and “you can’t do that!”. Like, c'mon, let me talk!
Mikado Sannoji: Wow, Benjamin, you want to hold my hand before marriage? How awfully lewd of you. Uncle Midnight: We literally slept together yesterday. Mikado Sannoji: That's NOTHING compared to the lewdness of holding hands.
Irratino: Are you ready to commit? Logico: Like, a crime or a relationship?
Emma: Tiny Taupe, you need to calm down. Tiny Taupe, slamming their fists on the table: BUT HOW CAN IT BE "BIRTHDAY CAKE" FLAVOR IF A BIRTHDAY CAKE CAN BE ANY FLAVOR?!
