| Title | Score |
|---|---|
| Alright, now you're DEFINITELY trolling us. Come on. | 306 |
| Rose: Examine laptop. | 298 |
| ==> | 292 |
| ==> | 290 |
| Jack: Give guy a proper funeral. | 279 |
| ==> | 288 |
| OF A POET. | 300 |
| ==> | 305 |
| o | 312 |
| I SWEAT THE STUFF. | 303 |
| NOW IS WHEN THE PUMMELING BEGINS. | 290 |
| ==> | 312 |
| John: Go outside and get some sun. | 315 |
| ==> | 286 |
| ==> | 293 |
| Eridan: Check fridge. | 308 |
| Rose: Hit John in the box. | 303 |
| ==> | 336 |
| o | 334 |
| Vriska: Begin meddling. | 300 |