To be clear, this is not for the show Daybreak, this after the Dungeons and Dragons campaign run by ItsFabriz.
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Bell, to himself: I wonder what everyone is thinking.. *Casts detect thoughts.*
Rassco: (How do I try to kill Flicker this week?)
Cinna: (I wonder what would happen if I cut off my hand and attached my rapier to it?)
Flicker: (*Dial up noises.*)
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Rassco: My axe is ny buddy, I never leave without him. Me and my axe will leave your neck a bloody fountain.
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Bell: I can't believe people don't eat the crust, like what the heck it's part of the food and it's fantastic even if it doesn't taste like the rest of the watermelon.
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Flicker, holding up a brush like a microphone: As always it's lovely to hear from you Rassco. Im live at the scene of a local break in. The victim reports a stranger breaking into her home and refusing to leave. Do you have anything to say about this, ma'am?
Cinna: Get the fuck out of my house.
Flicker: No. Back to you Rassco.
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Emersia: Alright so here's the plan--
Flicker: We're about to fuck aren't we?
Enersia: What? No. Pay attention!
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Flicker: [Seductively] Let me show you what you're missing..
Rassco: A PAIR OF GOD DAMN PANTS! WHERE ARE YOUR PANTS!?
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Flicker: I got this. I'll get him to fess up.
Flicker: [Pulls out her ukelele and begins to scream while playing discordant notes.]
Flicker's player: Did it work?
The DM: No. He's just staring at you.
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Cyclonis: Remember me?
Flicker: Are we testing my memory or your relevance?
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Flicker: OH so suddenly you don't have a death wish?
Rassco: I don't have a death wish, Flicker, it's just that I don't personally believe I can die.
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Flicker: My body is a temple.
Rassco: No wonder so many people have been inside it.
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Flicker: -Flashes Cesar- Cesar: Can you please put away your planet sized honkers, im tryna focus.
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Cesar: I'll speak French between your legs~. -Winks.-
Flicker: HON HON HON TITTY BAGUETTE
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Rassco: Well I'm not the one who knocks on death's door.
Flicker: I do not knock. I ring the doorbell and run, he hates that.
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Flicker: -Agressively trying to strangle Cinna.-
Cinna, who is currently a Tortle: -Patiently clicking nails on the floor.- So uh.. this is akward.
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