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[[Vega Jean]]: I'm happy to be able to help you. I'll even be your Fester. Just keep that child away from me.
 
[[Vega Jean]]: I'm happy to be able to help you. I'll even be your Fester. Just keep that child away from me.
 
[[Weorran]]: You're delicious.
 
  
 
[[Rin]]: Mother, may I? Please, mother? Haven't I been very good--?
 
[[Rin]]: Mother, may I? Please, mother? Haven't I been very good--?
  
 
[[Xiu]]: Don't hurt me!
 
[[Xiu]]: Don't hurt me!
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[[Weorran]]: You're delicious.
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[[Mewt]]: Companion. We should scurry up walls together, and twine our arms like skinny antennae.
  
 
[[Banter]]: I don't ''want'' to want to hurt you. I like you too much to hate you like I do.
 
[[Banter]]: I don't ''want'' to want to hurt you. I like you too much to hate you like I do.
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[[Tiffany]]: Please, forgive me. There's a monster inside of me.
 
[[Tiffany]]: Please, forgive me. There's a monster inside of me.
  
[[Basilisk]]: Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth[...]
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[[Basilisk]]: Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth...
  
[[Bjorn]]: You gave me shelter from the rain, and now you'll cut my soul in two, and I'll thank you for it.
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[[Bjorn]]: You gave me shelter from the rain, and now you'll cut my soul in two, and I'll thank you for it. Please?

Revision as of 06:07, 8 February 2015

Gemma: I need more people like you in my life.

Sheltark: One day, I'll treat you to breakfast, and we'll pretend it's the day after the battle of Hastings.

Vega Jean: I'm happy to be able to help you. I'll even be your Fester. Just keep that child away from me.

Rin: Mother, may I? Please, mother? Haven't I been very good--?

Xiu: Don't hurt me!

Weorran: You're delicious.

Mewt: Companion. We should scurry up walls together, and twine our arms like skinny antennae.

Banter: I don't want to want to hurt you. I like you too much to hate you like I do.

Tiffany: Please, forgive me. There's a monster inside of me.

Basilisk: Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth...

Bjorn: You gave me shelter from the rain, and now you'll cut my soul in two, and I'll thank you for it. Please?