Ok so instead of irl quotes, I did some incorrect quotes from the Oclite characters:

Emery: What did you guys get in your yearbook?
Sol: 'Prettiest Smile'
Rubby: 'Nicest Personality'
Moor: 'Most likely to start a bar fight'
Anna: 'Least likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one'

Emery: What does 'take out' mean?
Rubby: Food.
Moor: Dating
Anna: Murder
Sol: IT CAN MEAN ALL THREE IF YOU'RE NOT A COWARD.

Sol: Bye Anna! Bye Moor! Bye Rubby! Bye Emery! Bye Anna!
Moor: You said 'bye Anna' twice.
Sol: I like Anna.

Sol: Good morning.
Rubby: Good morning.
Emery: Good morning.
Anna: You all sound like robots, try spicing it up a bit.
Moor: MORNING MOTHERFUCKERS

Moor: Nothing in life is free.
Rubby: Love is free!
Anna: Adventure is free.
Emery: Knowledge is free.
Sol: Everything is free if you take it without paying.

Emery: Are we really going to let Anna keep Sol?
Rubby: We kept Moor.

Sol: We've been conducting an ongoing study to see what Moor will and will not eat.
Anna: Grass? Yes!
Sol: Moss? Yes!!
Anna: Leaves? Ohh, yes!
Sol: Shoelaces? Strange but true!
Anna: Worms? Sometimes!
Sol: Rocks? Usually!
Anna: Twigs? Usually nah.
Sol: Emery's cooking? Inconclusive!
Rubby: How did you... test this?
Sol: You just hand them stuff and say 'eat this' and if they eat it, they eat it.
Rubby: ... I don't know how to feel about this.
Emery: IS THAT WHERE ALL MY SPARE SHOELACES WENT?

Rubby: Anyone d-
Anna: Depressed?
Emery: Drained?
Sol: Dumb?
Moor: Disliked?
Rubby: -done with their work... what is wrong with you people ...

(Rubby is pretty much the only person on the team who wasn't traumatized before the story... But who said she won't be after? :>)

Emery: There are seven chairs and ten kids. What do you do?
Anna: Have everyone stand.
Rubby: Bring three more chairs!
Moor: The most important ones can sit down.
Sol: Kill three.

Anna: Where's Sol, Moor and Rubby?
Emery: They're playing hide and seek.
Anna: Where?
Emery: I don't think you get how this game works.

Emery: You're a loose cannon, Moor.
Moor: No, I'm not. I'm a cannon maybe, but a loose cannon? Is that what you think of me?
Anna: I think you play by your own rules.
Rubby: No way, they think rules were made to be broken.
Emery: Those are all attributes of a loose cannon.
Moor: No, I'm just a reckless renegade. Sol is a loose cannon.
Sol: *smashes a chair*

Sol: I'm an idiot.
Anna:
Moor:
Rubby:
Emery:
Sol:
Anna: If you're waiting for us to disagree, this is going to be a long day.

Moor: I know you're deflecting by making jokes about how hot you are.
Sol: It's not a joke.
Sol: *sniffles*
Sol: I'm a legit snack.

Becca: Tana, stop! This isn't you, you've gone mad with power!
Tana: Well of course I have.
Tana: Have you ever tried going mad without power?
Tana: It's boring.

Sol: I was arrested for being too cool.
Anna: The charges were dropped due to a lack of supporting evidence.

Rubby: Violence isn't the answer.
Moor: You're right.
Rubby: *sighs in relief*
Moor: Violence is the question.
Rubby: What?
Moor, bolting away: And the answer is yes.
Rubby, running after them: NO-

Anna: Sol and I have the kind of easy chemistry where we finish each others'-
Sol: Sentences.
Anna: Don't interrupt me.

Anna: I've already sent good vibes your way... they're coming. There's nothing you can do to stop them.
Sol: This is the most threatening way I've ever been cheered up.

Sol: I want to wake up with you every day for the rest of our lives
Anna: I wake up at 4:30 AM
Sol:
Sol: I want to see you at some point every day for the rest of our lives

Sol: What if the 'g' in 'gif' is silent?
Anna: Go the fuck to sleep
Sol: What gif I don't want to?
Anna: Fuck You

Sol: If there's going to be a big dramatic scene, wait until I get back.
Moor: Of course. I can't flip this table by myself.

(set after the battle in Paendley)
Moor, trying to cheer the group up: Things could be worse, you know!
Anna: How?
Moor: How what?
Anna: How could they be worse?
Moor: They couldn't, I lied.
Anna:

Sol: *Walking in to a room* Sorry I'm late... I was... doing things.
*Sounds of running footsteps progressively getting louder*
Anna: *Out of breath* THEY PUSHED ME DOWN THE FUCKIN' STAIRS.

Anna: In light of what you did for me, you can hug me for four to five seconds.
Sol: FORTY FIVE SECONDS?!?
Anna: No! Four TO five seconds!
Sol: TOO LATE!!!

Sol: You love me, right, Anna?
Anna: Normally, I'd say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere and I don't like it.

Rubby, watching the news: Someone tried to fight a squid at the aquarium today!
Moor: *walks in covered with ink* Well, maybe the squid was being a dick.

Anna, struggling to keep upright in their 1 inch heels: Yeah, I-I don't really think heels are for me
Moor, pointing at them and walking flawlessly in sparkly golden 6 inch heels: WEAK.

Sol, pointing: May I sit there?
Anna: That's my lap
Sol: That doesn't answer my question, Anna.

Rubby, tending to Moor's wounds: How would you rate your pain?
Moor: Zero stars. Would NOT recommend.

Sol: Am I in trouble?
Anna: Take a guess.
Sol: No?
Anna: Take another guess.

Moor: *Kicks the door down looking panicked*
Rubby: What did you do?
Sol: *walking in just as panicked* Nobody died.
Emery and Anna: WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT?!

Sol: I'm 10 times funnier and sexier than you
Anna: 10 times 0 is still 0 though
Sol: Jokes on you, I'm gay and I can't do math

Tana, standing with their back turned: I've been expecting you, Sol.
Sol: How did you do that without turning around?
Tana: ... To be perfectly honest, the first couple of people I did that to were not you.

Anna: Can you please be serious for five minutes?
Sol: My record is four, but I think I can do it.

Anna: Sol...
Sol: Oh no, 'Sol' in b-flat.
Sol: You're disappointed.

Anna: Someone will die.
Sol: Of fun!

Sol: Oh just so you know, it's very muggy outside
Anna:
Anna: Sol, I swear, if I step outside and all of our mugs are on the front lawn...
Sol: *Sips hot cocoa from a bowl*

Anna, talking to Sol on the phone: Did you preheat the oven like I told you to?
Sol: You bet!
Anna: At what temperature?
Sol: 535.
Anna: That's the clock.
Sol:
Anna:
Sol: 536.

Sol: You're right.
Anna: That's... That's an unusual phrase for you. Did you just learn it?

Anna: I prevented a murder today.
Sol: Really? How'd you do that?
Anna: self control.

Sol: .. .----. -- / ... --- .-. .-. -.-- [translation: I'M SORRY]
Anna: What's that?
Sol: Remorse code.
Anna: I'm even angrier now.

Sol: WHAT'S YOUR TYPE
Anna: *half awake* Men, but short guys especially...
Sol, desperately, as Anna bleeds out: YOUR BLOOD TYPE
Anna: Oh! B positive.
Sol: DONT TRY TO CHEER ME UP JUST TELL ME YOUR BLOOD TYPE
Anna:

Anna: *holding a bottle* Is this whiskey or perfume?
Sol: *chugs entire bottle*
Sol: It's perfume.

Anna: Is something burning?
Sol: Just my love for you.
Anna: Sol, the toaster is on fire.

Anna: I'm going to take you out
Sol: great, it's a date!
Anna: I meant that as a threat.
Sol: See you at five!

Persephone: You're 'the second worst thing to ever happen to those orphans', what does that mean?
Tana: It means I was the second worst thing to happen to those orphans.
Persephone: but what's the first worst thing?
*Awkward pause*
Percival, trying not to laugh: Persephone, they...they weren't always orphans.
Persephone:

Tana: I know you snuck out last night, Persephone.
Percival: Play dumb!
Persephone: Who's Persephone?
Percival: NOT THAT DUMB!!!

Percival: Persephone and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at us
Tana: *Sighing* And what did Persephone do...?
Percival: They chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and...
Persephone: Who wants a steering wheel?

Tana: While I'm gone, Persephone, you're in charge.
Persephone: Yes!!!
Tana, whispering: Percival, you're secretly in charge.
Percival: Obviously.

Tana: You have to apologize to Persephone
Percival: Fine.
Percival: 'Unfuck you' or whatever.

Percival: We love you Tana, you're the best thing that's happened to us.
Tana: I'm the best thing that's ever happened to you guys?
Persephone: Yes!
Tana: I'm starting to feel a little sorry for you.

Tana: We need a distraction.
Percival: Is anyone here good at jumping up and down and making weird noises?
Persephone, whispering: My time has come

Store Worker: Would Ms. Tana please come to the front desk?
Tana, arriving at the desk: Hello, is there a problem?
Store Worker: points to Percival and Persephone
Store Worker: I believe they belong to you?
Percival and Persephone, simultaneously: We got lost :(
Tana: I didn't even bring you guys here with me-

Tana: What do you think Persephone will do for a distraction?
Percival: They'll probably, like, make a noise or throw a rock. That's what I would do.
*Building explodes and several car alarms go off*
Percival: ... or they could do that.
Tana, under her breath: I'm so proud.

Persephone: If Percival and I were drowning, who would you save?
Tana: You two can't swim?
Percival: It's a hypothetical question, Tana! who would you save?
Tana: my time and effort.

Tana: I'm having twins.
Percival/Persephone: That's gre-
Tana, slamming adoption papers on the table: It's you both, sign here.

Persephone: In my defense, I was left unsupervised.
Tana: Wasn't Percival with you?
Percival: In my defense, I was also left unsupervised.

(When Sol was a kid)
Becca, coming back after a day out with Sol: So what's for dinner?
Gebe, staring at the food they just burnt: Regret.

Gebe: Whaddya call a fish with no eye?
Becca, not looking up: Myxine Circifrons
Gebe:
Gebe: fsh

(Teenage years, hanging out with their friends)
Gebe: Ok, maybe playing 'whose family is most dysfunctional' wasn't the best idea we've had. Becca's been crying in the bathroom for an hour. We can't get them out...

Tana: I'm a reverse necromancer.
Becca: Isn't that just killing people?
Tana: Ah, technicality.

(when Becca was a kid)
Tana: Am I going too far?
Becca: No, no, no. You went too far about seven hours ago. Now you're going to be burned at a stake.
(*cough*spoilers-*cough*)

Tana: Okay. I get it. You've had a really hard time lately, you're stressed out, seven people died-
Becca: Twelve, actually.
Tana: Not the point. Look, they're dead now and really whose fault is that?
Becca: Yours!
Tana: That's right: no one's.

Rubby: Can you keep a secret?
Anna: Do you know anything about my life?
Rubby: No I do not. Good point.

Rubby: Date someone who will drag you outside at 3am to look at the stars.
Anna: If anyone, and I mean anyone, wakes me up at 3am to go look at the damn sky they will be removed indefinitely from my life.
Rubby: ... Aside from Sol?
Anna: ...
Rubby: I'm guessing I'm right.