| BEHOLD, MY EXCLUSIVE PRIVATE GALLERY. |
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| Jane: ... Answer, you guess. |
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| ====> |
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| ==> ==> |
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| THEN HE STARTED CLIMBING THE GOD TIERS. |
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| Jade: Stop being that guy. |
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| Vriska: Meddle with moirail. |
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| ==> |
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| Terezi: Confer with leader. |
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| the master thief! is that on your bed. |
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| Hivebent |
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| ==> |
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| ENOUGH STRANGE POETRY FROM THE RED TEXT AGAIN. |
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| Oh, oh! Do a fancy santa. |
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| Jane: Check out green tome. |
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| Hours in the study. |
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| Nepeta: Aggress. |
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| Dave: Wake up and commence the adventurin'. |
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| ==> |
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| Jack: Send him home. |
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