pascal: hey, you noble fuck!

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din: i did meet some of the most insufferable people, but they also met me.

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altiria: this noble's racist. i don't respect this noble.

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conan: choo choo pickle pie

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cornelius/pascal/everyone (to din): *exasperated* stop serial killing.

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the gb discord: let's not get political. it's too sad. let's just talk about ghosts.

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stabitha: friends murder each other all the time!

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lea: *to a daemon* as we snuff these candles so to do we snuff you from this mortal world. *blows candle* you fuckin wimp!

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allen: *sings mamma mia unintelligibly in a haunted house*

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vivi: hello, is this 911? the devil is here, send god!

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Din: Yes.

Felix: I hula hoop. I attend a class for both fitness and fun.

Din: Oh my god.

Felix: I mastered all the moves. The pizza toss, the tornado, the scorpion, the oopsie doodle.

Din: Why are you telling me this?

Felix: Because no one would ever believe you.

Din: You sick son of a bitch.

Din: That's not a lot of inches.

Conan: I can’t believe they made a whole day dedicated to you.

Lucie: But?

Parker: You don't have a dad?

Conan: I mean I do but he sucks.

King Cymaria: I like the cut of your jib. But have you ever considered to just converting him over to our way of thinking?

Din: Yes… perhaps we should convert him… into a murdered king.