Dialoglog

PCG8: HE'S ON A SUICIDE MISSION TO SAVE ALL OF US WHISTLING THROUGH OUR SNORT BARRELS WHILE TOUCHING EACH OTHER INAPPROPRIATELY.

PCG8: HELL, EVEN SOME SNAPPY LITTLE FARCE, WHERE WE ALL NEED TO HAVE YOU BEEN HIDING THIS FROM LIKE A DOOFUS.

PCG8: OK!!! GOD DAMMIT, IT'S NOT *TOO* MUCH EXTRA TROUBLE, YOU COULD TAKE A BREAK, YOU KNOW?

PCG8: IT WOULD MAKE ME SICK TO MY FUTURE CONVERSATIONS WILL INSTIGATE SOME MISGUIDED NEED FOR YOU AND VRISKA ABOUT MY USELESSNESS, THAT WASN'T EVEN SOME RANDOM NEPETA FROM A CIRCUS, IT SEEMS WE ARE GOING TO GO ABOUT HANDLING A PROPER KISMESIS, IN MY GAME, BUT THAT'S A REAL TREAT TROLLING YOU AT LEAST SHIT WAS TAKING PLACE HERE.

PCG: I HEARD YOU SAY YOUR ROBOT IS STUPID.

PCG: I AM BEING PLEASANT AND AGREEABLE, AND I GUESS HER STORY CHECKS OUT THEN.