#agent ink

Agent Ink: Wow, great work on the Halloween decorations. Where did you get the fake skeletons? The Amazing Aureolin: Fake?

Emma: As someone who has a long history of not understanding anything, I feel confident in my ability to continue not knowing what is going on.

Dean Glaucous: When's the last time you slept? Chef Aubergine: Uh… a few days ago, I think. Dean Glaucous: A few- how many?! Chef Aubergine: Uh… starts counting on fingers I need more fingers… Dean Glaucous: What you need is sleep!

High Alchemist Raven: Aren’t you going to say “have a nice day?” Dame Obsidian: I don’t care if you have a pulse, much less a nice day.

Emma, holding a gun: If the conspiracies about life being a simulation are true WHOEVERS CONTROLLING MY SIM I JUST WANNA TALK.

The Amazing Aureolin: Consider the fundraising over! Your hero has arrived! Irratino: Uhh… where did you get so much money from, The Amazing Aureolin? The Amazing Aureolin: Well, you know, I’m pretty good at numbers. I just crunched them, I stretched them, I analyzed my accounts, I timed the market- police sirens start to wail in the background Irratino: DID YOU ROB A BANK?! The Amazing Aureolin: Oh, come on, Irratino, do you really think so little of me? opens the bag as purple dye explodes on their face Irratino: The Amazing Aureolin: …it was a credit union.

Agent Ink: Go and tell Dean Glaucous why you insisted on putting a normal-sized carrot in a bag of baby carrots. Emma: Agent Ink: Do it, tell them what you told me earlier. Emma, stuttering: I-it's because… th-they need adult supervision… Dean Glaucous:

Emma, playing a video game: How do I play? Emma has drawn first blood! Emma is on a killing spree! Emma is on a rampage! Emma is unstoppable! Emma is dominating! Emma is godlike! Emma: Don’t worry guys, I figured it out.

Midnight III: coughs blood Emma: Don't die, Midnight III! Midnight III: Don't tell me what to do!

Emma: Amazing! Logico, your just like Sherlock Homeless! Logico: IT'S HOLMES!

Dame Obsidian: People always shoot down my ideas and I’m sick of it. Two sentences in and everyone’s always shouting “what the fuck? that’s illegal!” and “you can’t do that!”. Like, c'mon, let me talk!

Mikado Sannoji: Wow, Benjamin, you want to hold my hand before marriage? How awfully lewd of you. Uncle Midnight: We literally slept together yesterday. Mikado Sannoji: That's NOTHING compared to the lewdness of holding hands.

Irratino: Are you ready to commit? Logico: Like, a crime or a relationship?

Irratino: This food is too hot… I cant eat it. Logico: You’re very hot, and I still eat you. Everyone at the table: silence Emma: YOU GUYS ARE DISGUSTING! Midnight III: One dinner… I just want ONE DINNER!

Midnight III: What are the hardest things to say? Logico: I was wrong. Irratino: I need help. Emma: Worcestershire sauce.

Irratino: Who would you kill out of the four of us, Logico? Logico: Midnight III, easily. Midnight III, laughing: What the fuck, man. Logico: Well, Emma would be too easy. They’d probably be into it. Emma, now standing in the doorway: What the fuck, man!?

Cartoonverse Emma be like:

Emma: Hi, who's this? Irratino changed all of my contacts to mythical creatures. Logico: What's mine? Emma: Dwarf. Logico: THEY'RE SO MEAN, I'M NOT THAT SHORT! Emma: Oh, hey Logico. Logico: FUCK!

Irratino: My aesthetic is "would be suspected of witchcraft by small town citizens."

Irratino: It's not like I try to blow things up, exactly. It just sort of happens. You've got to admit though, fire is fascinating.

High Alchemist Raven: Caw caw, motherfuckers.

Irratino: Dandelions symbolize everything I want to be in life. Logico: Fluffy and dead with a gust of wind? Irratino: Unapologetic. Hard to kill. Feral, filled with sunlight, bright, beautiful in a way that the conventional and controlling hate but cannot ever fully destroy. Stubborn. Happy. Bastardous. Friends with bees. Highly disapproving of lawns. Full of wishes that will be carried far after I die. Emma: Edible.

High Alchemist Raven: This is a very powerful artifact. You’d be messing with some forces we don’t fully understand. Irratino: That sounds like a dare to me. High Alchemist Raven: Oh my god.

Emma: Slash gamemode creative. Midnight III: Dude, this isn't Min- Emma: starts levitating

Logico: I love hearing Emma shouting at someone else. It makes such a nice change.

Midnight III: Did you ever have like a pet run away and find it or anything? High Alchemist Raven: I had a lizard that I burnt.

Logico: We’re kind of missing something guys. Tiny Taupe: Cohesion? Dame Obsidian: Teamwork? Irratino: A general sense of what we’re doing? Emma: And Midnight III is not here. Tiny Taupe: Oh, and that, yeah.

Squad reactions to being called straight: Irratino: The fuck, no I'm not. (gay) Logico: Excuse the hell out of you? (gay) Emma: Ding dong, you are wrong! (bi) Dame Obsidian: Who told you that? And why did they lie? (pan) Agent Ink: Rude. (bi) High Alchemist Raven: punches the person (unknown)

What is your favorite book from the Murdle collection and why? (Everything counts, not just the main three)

Logico: Look guys, I need help. Emma: Love help? Irratino: Financial help? Tiny Taupe: Emotional help? Dame Obsidian: Help moving a body? Everybody looks at Dame Obsidian Dame Obsidian: What?

The Squad's cooking skills Chef Aubergine: master chef Radical Crimson: knows a few recipes Emma: can follow instructions on a box Midnight III: made toast once Irratino: banned from the kitchen

Everyone is giving advice to Logico Astrologist Azure: It's okay to ask for help. Emma: You're not a burden. Dame Obsidian: Murder is okay. Irratino: Your feelings matter.

Logico: visiting the squad Hello, I just came to- Logico: sees Dame Obsidian shoving Hack Blaxton into the washing machine while Astrologist Azure records and Dean Glaucous watches Logico: retreating Something suddenly came up.

Astrologist Azure: What are y’all’s favorite things to wake up to? Tiny Taupe: Breakfast in bed! Emma: Emails from AO3! Radical Crimson: My favorite thing to wake up to is not waking up at all. Radical Crimson: The screams of my enemies are a close second though.

Midnight III: I'd make fun of your height but there isn't enough to make fun of.

Irratino: Detective! The man belonged to some kind of cult that worshipped a divine forest creature with antlers and that’s how he met his end. Logico: Dear God! Irratino: Yeah! Exactly!

Uncle Midnight: mixing different alcoholic beverages together Tiny Taupe: What are you making? Uncle Midnight: A mistake.

Emma: Apparently, it was Rude™ of me to pitch in my two cents on a conversation I happened to overhear, despite agreeing with them. Emma: On an unrelated note, I am no longer allowed in the ceiling vents.

Hack Blaxton: It’s the gift that keeps giving! Dean Glaucous: It’s the flower that keeps blooming! The Amazing Aureolin: It’s the boat that keeps sailing! Dame Obsidian: It’s the serial killer that keeps stabbing!

Irratino: Logico learned how to fold origami penguins from Dean Glaucous the other day. I told them, “I feel a little bad for the penguins, it’s hot here”, and the next day they put them in the fridge.

Logico: But when all hope seemed lost, I had an epiphany! Logico, earlier: I'm going to throw myself into the sea.

High Alchemist Raven: A sprite is anything not static. Emma: A sprite is a variable object, be it 2d or 3d. Midnight III: A sprite is a fucking soda. Midnight III: You god damn geekass bastards.

Dame Obsidian: Wow. I keep stepping on a lot of crunchy twigs. Irratino: Those are bones, Dame Obsidian. Dame Obsidian: looks straight up Not if I never look down.

Dame Obsidian: Radical Crimson, what do you have? Radical Crimson: A KNIFE! Dame Obsidian: Okay, have fu- Agent Ink: NO!

Uncle Midnight: Any idiot would know that. Irratino: I knew that! Uncle Midnight: See?

High Alchemist Raven: I want to be like a caterpillar. Dean Glaucous: Explain. High Alchemist Raven: Eat a lot, sleep for a while, wake up beautiful. Agent Ink: You know they have a lifespan of a week, right? High Alchemist Raven: High Alchemist Raven: That's just another highlight!

Logico drunkenly wanders around the house and Irratino is drunkenly giggling Emma, completely sober: sighs Well, looks like it's just me and you against the world, Midnight III. Midnight III, going to their room: Nope, just you. shuts door

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