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Joel: If you had to choose between Jimmy and all the money I have in my wallet, which would you choose?
Grian: That depends, how much money are we taking about?
Jimmy: Grian!
Joel: 63 cents.
Grian: I'll take the money.
Jimmy: GRIAN!!!
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*Everyone is standing around the broken coffee maker*
Martyn: So. Who broke it? I'm not mad, I just wanna know.
Everyone:
Mumbo: ...I did. I broke it.
Martyn: No. No you didn't. Scar?
Scar: Don't look at me. Look at Grian.
Grian: What ?! I didn't break it.
Scar: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?
Grian: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken.
Scar: Sus.
Grian: No, it's not!
Joel: If it matters, probably not, but Jimmy was the last one to use it.
Jimmy: Liar! I don't even drink that thing!
Joel: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
Jimmy: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Joel!
Mumbo: Okay let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Martyn.
Martyn: No! Who broke it!?
Everyone:
Joel: Martyn...Scar's been awfully quiet.
Scar: REALLY?!
*Everyone starts arguing*
Martyn, being interviewed: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it.
Martyn: I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.
Martyn:
Martyn: Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.
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(Mine :D)
Grian: Impulse, stop SCULK-ing around and let's go get the wardens!
Impulse:
Impulse: Don't you dare—
Grian: Put you're sneakers! Come on!
Impulse: No, GRIAN—
Grian: My sensors are tingling! WE NEED TO GET GOING!
Impulse: WHy are you even here—
Grian: Stop shrieker-ing about how you don't want to do the dare!
Impulse:
Impulse: Just— just get OUT—!
:D
(I AIN'T NO PUNNER SO DON'T BLAME ME!)
(I TRIED!)
(AHHHHHHHHH THEY WERE SO BAD)
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