| Title | Score |
|---|---|
| Alright, now you're DEFINITELY trolling us. Come on. | 340 |
| Rose: Examine laptop. | 337 |
| ==> | 321 |
| ==> | 321 |
| Jack: Give guy a proper funeral. | 311 |
| ==> | 315 |
| OF A POET. | 333 |
| ==> | 330 |
| o | 345 |
| I SWEAT THE STUFF. | 333 |
| NOW IS WHEN THE PUMMELING BEGINS. | 322 |
| ==> | 339 |
| John: Go outside and get some sun. | 350 |
| ==> | 318 |
| ==> | 320 |
| Eridan: Check fridge. | 337 |
| Rose: Hit John in the box. | 333 |
| ==> | 375 |
| o | 368 |
| Vriska: Begin meddling. | 329 |