Nov 14, 2025
Rex: FIVES, NO!
Fives: What?
Rex: Sorry, force of habit.
Rex: ECHO, NO!
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Rex: FIVES, NO!
Fives: What?
Rex: Sorry, force of habit.
Rex: ECHO, NO!
Record of Ragnarok Incorrect Quote #81
The Butterfly
Buddha: Hey Goll, you still upset?
Goll (Depressed): Mh-hm
Buddha: If it helps, I believe that after you die, you can come back as whatever you want
Frankenstein!Y/N: If that’s true, I’ll be a butterfly!
Goll: How come?
Frankenstein!Y/N (Evil grin): Because, nobody ever suspects the butterfly… Muahaha!
Dream Sequence
Within Valhalla the buildings of Olympus now currently destroyed and have been burned to the ground with Zeus restrained by Odin, Shiva, Hades and Poseidon
Zeus (Panicking): I didn’t burn down Olympus! It was the butterfly! The butterfly I tell you!! The butterfly!!!
Shiva: Old geezer is crazy, I think it’s time he’s finally put in a home
Above them is the figure of Y/N, now a small butterfly holding some matches and a container of gasoline, cackling manically
Dream Ends
Frankenstein!Y/N (Begins to chuckle evilly to herself): Hehehe…
This is more or less for @luxthestrange to enjoy some unhinged chaos about my unhinged version of Frankenstein Y/N (Who I want to reveal more of her Autistic and ADHD Quirks in the future)
The Signal Incorrect Quotes Pt 27
Duke: At times like this, I guess all you can do is laugh.
Duke: *sits in silence*
[Fiery explosion in other room]
Bruce: Good lord, what is happening in there?!
Duke: ... Aurora Borealis.
Barnaby: If I could just say a few words…I'd be a better public speaker!
Frank: ...
Julie: ...
Sally: ...
Poppy: ...
Eddie: ...
Howdy: *laughing uncontrollably*
Wally: Oh, I get it. Ha. Ha. Ha.
Yang: People like dogs.
Blake: Dogs are idiots. If I walked into your house and started sniffing at your crotch, what would you say?
Yang: .... If YOU did it?
AU Sinner Adam And The Others Vs Film Censorship
[ON SCREEN] Scarlett: Oh, Rhett! Rhett! Where will I go? What'll I do? Rhett: Frankly, my dear— [SUDDEN, HORRIBLY JARRING AUDIO DUB IN A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT VOICE] Dubbed Rhett: —I love you. Let's remarry!
[A brightly colored, aggressively cheerful End Card slams onto the screen with bubbly text: Gone With The Wind: Hazbin Family Edition!]
[The lounge falls into a stunned, deeply uncomfortable silence. The majority of the hotel guests and staff look completely befuddled, staring at the screen like it just insulted their ancestors.]
Niffty: (Smiling widely, completely oblivious to the cinematic butchery) Ahh! That’s sweet! What a lovely ending!
Adam: (Leaning forward out of his seat, utterly outraged) What the actual fuck?! They cut out the best goddamn line!
Rooster: (Blinking in utter confusion) Wait... didn’t that motion picture used to have a massive, bloody war in it? Where did the cannons go?!
Vaggie: (Crosses her arms, barking defensively) Stop complaining! Charlie and I didn't want to offend anyone's sensibilities. That movie is a minefield of controversial bullshit, and we are trying to keep this place rehabilitative!
Adam: (Scoffs loudly, gesturing wildly to the room) Dude, are you shitting me right now? We are all adults here! In case you forgot, every single sinner in this room is politically incorrect as fuck, and they all died in eras that were worse! Even up in Heaven, we didn't censor this shit! And we played mind-numbing Hallmark Christmas movies 24/7! We still treated people like adults who could handle a little spice!
Angel Dust: (Stands up, tossing a piece of popcorn at Vaggie) Yeah, Vagyna, for once the old man has a point. You don't fuck with a classic like Gone With The Wind. Hell, I remember when this shit premiered in 1939! I still love it, baggage and all!
Husk: (Taking a swig from his cheap booze, grunting in agreement) Gotta side with Angel and... whatever the fuck Adam is to us. This movie literally fought the Hayes Code just to drop a single, glorious cuss word, only for you two to censor it to a level that would make a 1930s puritan puke.
Cherri Bomb: (Propping her boots up on the table, grinning viciously) Oh, I’m joining this fucking riot. Because if you two prudes are doing this to the classics, I know my favorite 80s slasher flicks are next on your little cutting board!
Alastor: (Lets out a sharp, static-laced laugh, twirling his microphone cane) Ha-ha! I do believe I must join this delightful little mutiny! I died just before it hit theaters and had to watch it down here, but even I find it a disservice to censor such a masterpiece. It captures a perfectly wretched glimpse into the foolish 'Lost Cause' delusion! Plus, I quite adore a story where two absolutely gunky, no-goodniks completely ruin each other and end up miserable. It’s poetic!
Baxter: (Adjusting his glasses, wincing in physical pain) The audio dubbing alone was a scientific atrocity. It looked so jarring I nearly lost my lunch. Do you have any idea how many plot holes you create when you aggressively edit out the toxicity, the entire Civil War, and the outdated racial depictions? The narrative structure collapsed!
[Right on cue, the lounge doors slide open. Charlie steps in, cheerfully balancing a massive tray of fresh popcorn. She freezes, instantly picking up on the heavy, disgruntled vibe in the room.]
Charlie: (Puzzled, blinking) Hey, guys! I brought refills! What’s... going on? Why does everyone look like they want to murder the TV?
Vaggie: (Rubbing her temples) Charlie, they're throwing a tantrum because we cleaned up the movie.
Charlie: (Winced, nervously waving her hands defensively) Wait... I only cut a few parts! Just the... you know, the super problematic bits! And the swearing!
[The entire room collectively groans. Without a word, the guests and staff (except Nifty and Vaggie) stand up to leave in a mass exodus, completely abandoning movie night. Adam stops right in front of Charlie, glaring down at her.]
Adam: Look, Princess. If you censor another movie in this joint, I am going to start a rebellion on your ass that’ll make your old man's fall from grace look like a fucking Sunday school picnic.
[Adam flips his hair, turns on his heel, and storms out of the lounge, leading the rest of the disgruntled crowd behind him, leaving a wide-eyed Charlie holding her tray of ignored popcorn.]
Yami: Anyone know how we can resolve this conflict?
Everyone: [raise their hands]
Yami: Without resorting to violence.
Magna, Luck, Gauche, Charmy, Noelle & Liebe: [lower their hands]
Yami: Or childish name calling.
Asta, Zora, Vanessa, Finral, Gordon & Grey: [lower their hands]
Yami, squinting: Of course, self-sacrificing is out of the question.
Nacht, Nero & Henry: [lower their hands while tsking under their breaths]
Sniper: Hey, guys, wanna drive through that cactus patch?
Scout: Yeah!
Pyro: Yeah!
Cloaked!Spy: *hiding outside the van* NO!
Sniper: *cheerfully oblivious* Oh, two against one!
Sniper: *swerves into the cactus patch*
Spy: OW-OW-OW-OW-OW-OW-OW-OW-OW-OW-OW-OW-OW-OW!
