Post by Jenn on Sept 17, 2018 22:55:31 GMT
Michi: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the items you have lost throughout your life.
Kion: It would be nice to get my sense of purpose back.
Kiara: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this.
Kanzi: My will to live! I haven’t seen this in years!
Kopa: I knew I lost that potential somewhere!
Shani: Mental stability, my old friend!
Michi: Guys, could you lighten up a little?
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Dhall: We’ll need a name for the new army.
Mulan: How about…The Bitter Pills.
Flynn: Epic Failure.
Hikaru: Death Spiral.
Shani: Blind Leading the Blind Incorporated.
Dhall: …We need more time.
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Thomas: What happened?
Chloe: I think I pulled a muscle.
Tucker: you can’t pull what you don’t have.
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Flynn: Anybody under five foot seven can’t be talking about fighting anyone like what you do? Headbutt someone in the nipples?
Huela: Say bye to your kneecaps, asshole.
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Kopa: Shout out to my parents for making the most perfect kid ever.
Shani: Congrats to Kion.
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Kiara: I should be in charge!
Shani: Do you want to be in charge?
Kiara: No, but Id like to be asked..
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Nala: You use to be a good cub
Kiara: And you use to be a good mother, now we’re even.
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Clopin: Ahaha, nice. Now it’s your turn to be the starving orphan with the knife.
Varian: Don’t you think the title of this training is a little inappropriate?
Clopin: Don’t you think you should be trying to stab me for food, you orphan?
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The Gourmand: Alright, you POOP NOBBLERS! Now I don’t want no screwing around with you batch of MEAT TOSSERS! Last group thought it would be funny to shove a CORN COB up a trainee’s BUNGHOLE! And you know what happened? They were asked to leave politely, and it was AWKWARD FOR EVERYONE! Alright, you, what’s your name?
Michi: Mi-Mi-Mi
The Gourmand: WELL SWEET MOTHER TERESA ON THE HOOD OF A MERCEDEZ BENZ, YOU SOUND LIKE A MAJESTIC FUCKING EAGLE!! DO YOU SING?!
Michi: *stutters*
The Gourmand: HARMONIZE WITH ME MAGGOT!
Michi: I don’t know if I can-
The Gourmand: *sings a very high note*
Michi: *struggles to harmonize with the note, then gets her head turned around by The Gourmand*
The Gourmand: What about you, muffin top? What’s your story?
Boso: Oh, well, my name is Boso and after I ace this training, I’ll be joining the Dawntreaders.
The Gourmand: Wow. You seem to have a good head on your shoulders.
Boso: Oh, well thank you so m- *gets headbutted by The Gourmand*
The Gourmand: Now listen up, you double deckered PIG FART! You don’t get to join the Dawntreaders, TIL AFTER, YOU PULL YOUR HEAD, OUT OF YOUR HAMSTER HOLE!
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Thomas: I wish we could all just get along like we did when we were apprentices. I wish I could bake a cake filled with rainbows and smiles and we’d all eat it and be happy…
Jenn: He doesn’t even go here!
Kion: It would be nice to get my sense of purpose back.
Kiara: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this.
Kanzi: My will to live! I haven’t seen this in years!
Kopa: I knew I lost that potential somewhere!
Shani: Mental stability, my old friend!
Michi: Guys, could you lighten up a little?
---
Dhall: We’ll need a name for the new army.
Mulan: How about…The Bitter Pills.
Flynn: Epic Failure.
Hikaru: Death Spiral.
Shani: Blind Leading the Blind Incorporated.
Dhall: …We need more time.
---
Thomas: What happened?
Chloe: I think I pulled a muscle.
Tucker: you can’t pull what you don’t have.
---
Flynn: Anybody under five foot seven can’t be talking about fighting anyone like what you do? Headbutt someone in the nipples?
Huela: Say bye to your kneecaps, asshole.
---
Kopa: Shout out to my parents for making the most perfect kid ever.
Shani: Congrats to Kion.
---
Kiara: I should be in charge!
Shani: Do you want to be in charge?
Kiara: No, but Id like to be asked..
---
Nala: You use to be a good cub
Kiara: And you use to be a good mother, now we’re even.
---
Clopin: Ahaha, nice. Now it’s your turn to be the starving orphan with the knife.
Varian: Don’t you think the title of this training is a little inappropriate?
Clopin: Don’t you think you should be trying to stab me for food, you orphan?
---
The Gourmand: Alright, you POOP NOBBLERS! Now I don’t want no screwing around with you batch of MEAT TOSSERS! Last group thought it would be funny to shove a CORN COB up a trainee’s BUNGHOLE! And you know what happened? They were asked to leave politely, and it was AWKWARD FOR EVERYONE! Alright, you, what’s your name?
Michi: Mi-Mi-Mi
The Gourmand: WELL SWEET MOTHER TERESA ON THE HOOD OF A MERCEDEZ BENZ, YOU SOUND LIKE A MAJESTIC FUCKING EAGLE!! DO YOU SING?!
Michi: *stutters*
The Gourmand: HARMONIZE WITH ME MAGGOT!
Michi: I don’t know if I can-
The Gourmand: *sings a very high note*
Michi: *struggles to harmonize with the note, then gets her head turned around by The Gourmand*
The Gourmand: What about you, muffin top? What’s your story?
Boso: Oh, well, my name is Boso and after I ace this training, I’ll be joining the Dawntreaders.
The Gourmand: Wow. You seem to have a good head on your shoulders.
Boso: Oh, well thank you so m- *gets headbutted by The Gourmand*
The Gourmand: Now listen up, you double deckered PIG FART! You don’t get to join the Dawntreaders, TIL AFTER, YOU PULL YOUR HEAD, OUT OF YOUR HAMSTER HOLE!
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Thomas: I wish we could all just get along like we did when we were apprentices. I wish I could bake a cake filled with rainbows and smiles and we’d all eat it and be happy…
Jenn: He doesn’t even go here!