Mar 19, 2022
Grian: Hey, wanna help me commit arson? Mumbo: What the heck!? Grian: Oh, sorry, my bad. Grian, whispering: Wanna help me commit arson? Mumbo, whispering: Of course. What do you need?
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Grian: Hey, wanna help me commit arson? Mumbo: What the heck!? Grian: Oh, sorry, my bad. Grian, whispering: Wanna help me commit arson? Mumbo, whispering: Of course. What do you need?
Wilbur: Would you take a bullet for me?
Techno: ...yes?
*Tommy angrily burst into the room*
Wilbur: *running away* Great, thanks!
Tommy: I haven't slept in seventy-three hours.
Wilbur: Eighty. Democratically elected leader of insomnia.
Techno: Bitch, it's been ninety for me. I'm going for an even one hundred.
Phil: You guys are fucking terrifying.
Techno: If we lose, you’re out of the will.
Tommy: I was in the will?
Grian: I trust Scar.
Mumbo: You think he knows what he’s doing?
Grian: I wouldn't go that far.
Xisuma, going over Grian's resume: Okay, so right here, it states that you’re creative.
Grian: Yes
Xisuma: Okay... may I know what you create?
Grian: Problems.
Quackity: *speaking Spanish*
Sapnap: I know, I know.
Karl: You speak Spanish?
Sapnap: No. I just know the phrase, 'this is all your fault' in every language Quackity speaks.
Techno: I swear to god, Phil’s the only one here with a brain cell.
Wilbur, Tubbo, Tommy, and Ranboo: ALL HAIL the keeper of the sacred brain cell!