Mar 2, 2020
Gong: Neera! What are you doing today?
Neera: Having my day ruined by whatever you're about to ask me to do.
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Gong: Neera! What are you doing today?
Neera: Having my day ruined by whatever you're about to ask me to do.
Neera: My boyfriend is too tall for me to kiss him on the lips. What should I do?
Askal: Punch him in the stomach. Then, when he doubles over in pain, kiss him.
Lilac: Tackle him.
Carol: Dump him.
Milla: Kick him in the shins!
Gong: NO TO ALL OF THOSE, JUST ASK ME TO LEAN DOWN
Gong: How come you've been abnormally nice to me lately?
Neera: What do you mean?
Gong: You just seem nicer than usual.
Neera: I'll punch you in the face if you want
Gong, reprimanding Team Lilac: We're not mad, just disappointed.
Neera: No, we're mad.
Gong: Yes, we are mad. We're livid. But we're going to let this one slide.
Neera: No we're not.
Gong: I'm not a mind reader, Neera.
Neera: Ugh, what's that terrible sound?
Gong: Children.
Neera: Carol did what?
Gong: I wouldn't let her see Lilac since she is still recovering from her injuries. I told her that unless she was injured she was not allowed to stay, so she punched herself in the face and told me she was injured.
Neera: Well, you have to admire her… dedication.
Neera, arresting someone: You have the right to remain—
Gong: A loser!
Neera: Nice. But now, legally, I have to start over, Gong.
Carol: *snoring*
[LOUD SIREN BLARING]
Carol: *falls out of bed*
Neera, over the loudspeaker: Everybody up! Brevon’s attacking! The palace is about to be destroyed! Hurry, we can’t survive much longer!
Gong: [to Neera:] You’ve got to sell it a bit more. [over the loudspeaker:] Oh no, Neera is dead! Oh, it’s horrible! Her head fell off! Wait! What? Her severed head is trying to speak to me! What is it, Neera’s head? What are your final words?
[An overtired Lilac, Carol, and Milla drag themselves into the room.]
Neera: Gong, it’s over.
Gong: Oh, I know! If only the heroines of Avalice had arrived to save the day. Shame.
Lilac: I take it this isn’t an actual attack.
Neera: And it’s a good thing it wasn’t, because it took you… Gong?
Gong: Seventy-five degrees. Wait, no. This is a meat thermometer.