Eve: you can call me your exorcist

Arach: no thank you.

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Atheral: *going through mental crisis* IM NOT STRAIGHT. NO MATTER WHO I DATE, IM NOT STRAIGHT. IM ALWAYS GAY.

Harris: oh dear god calm down.

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Harris: you can call me Harris Teeter

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Lola: ok so I'm like one of the oldest characters here so bow down to me.

Brook: *coughs* bitch no. I'm older than you.

Flamingstar: BITCHES PLEASE. IM OLDER THAN EVERYONE.

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Tír: *angry elven talk*

Atheral: WILL YOU KINDLY STOP INSULTING ME?!

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Vicky: haha 50 shades of depression

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Ray: Atheral your actual name is Aetherial. It means something from heaven and something fragile.

Atheral: b-But im not from heaven and I'm not fragile-

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Random Person: what is your gender?

Azuth and Atheral: yes.

Random person: no no, boy or girl?

Azuth and Atheral: yes.

Random person: what's between your legs?

Azuth and atheral: THIGHS.

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Atheral: the stages of laughing

Atheral: ha

Atheral: haha

Atheral: hahahaha

Atheral: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

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Arach: *rolls into room* good evening madam

Atheral: did you just assume my gender

Arach: yes I did.

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Mr. Legs: what's on the menu?

Mr. Legs: LEGS LEGS

Mr. Legs: what's on the menu??

Mr. Legs: LEGS LEGS

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Mr. Legs: never miss leg day kids. You'll end up going to hell

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Vicky: ONE BOTTLE OF WINE ON THE WALLLLL

Vickerson: SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU FUCKING LOSER

Vicky: was I talking to you-

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Tír: ATHERALLLLLLLL I LOST MY BOWWWW

Atheral: *not looking up from book* then buy a new one.

Tír: ATHERAL ITS MY GRANDMAS

Atheral: good luck telling your grandma you lost her bow.

Tír: SHES DEAD.

Atheral: good luck half-pint.