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| John: Reunite with your weak pathetic digits. |
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| WAIT. TAKE THAT. THE ROBOT GOES CRAZY. |
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| WHY DON'T YOU DO NOT SAY NO TO COOKIES. I COMMAND YOU TO PLUNGE YOUR GRUBBY FISTS. |
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| now my civil fellow, i have a look around, Rose. |
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| Rose: Knit the scarf. Be the imp. |
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| MY MASTERPIECE! |
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| Jade: Locate and feed the devilbeast you call it the slammer when you are talking to now, john? |
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| Dave: Make air conditioner on roof. |
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| Tavros: Look at monitor. |
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| Rose: Prototype sprite with Betty Crocker box. |
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| John: Attempt to leave castle. |
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| Equius: Get up and jam. |
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| THE DOOR, JOHN. LOOK AT THE DOOR. |
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| Terezi: Accept transfer. |
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| Ok, I already picked both of those characters. Time to move on. |
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| Tavros: Cut to the chest. |
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