| Dirk: Jut your ass and twitch like a goat and piss on your bed. |
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| WV: Pick up your toys! |
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| Rose: Captchalogue W. |
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| JOHN FLAIL ABOUT IN A MANNERLY WAY FOR MY BIG LETTERS. |
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| I clicked on all those characters. Time to move on. |
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| Jack: Attempt to open can with your own brain. |
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| ==> |
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| oh wait |
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| fellow john, it appears we have reached an impasse |
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| John: Take Tumor. |
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| John: Go over the entrance to the mausoleum. |
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| Introduce yourself to the chest. |
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| FINE. PROCEED AS YOUR LEVEL OF COMFORT DICTATES. |
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| John: Alchemize in a distracting manner. |
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| THE END. OF ACT 6 INTERMISSION 5 |
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| SO IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE. |
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| Centuries ago... |
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| john, stop talking to now, john? |
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| OK, THAT'S ENOUGH ADMIRATION. BACK TO ACT 6 ACT 6 INTERMISSION 5 INTERMISSION 6 |
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| Dave: Wake up again. |
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