Yellow: Don't Joke About Murder. I Was Murdered Once And It Offends Me.

Green: When was the last time you cried?

Purple: Uh 15 minutes ago, why?

Green: Really? That recent?

Purple: Y-Yeah, is that an i-issue? *starts crying again*

Second: Why are you late?

Yellow: A technical error occurred, causing an unexpectedly long bout of unconsciousness.

Second: Overslept?

Yellow: Overslept.

Victim: At this point, my coping mechanisms are probably worse than my actual problems.

Dark: I’m a reverse necromancer.

Second: Isn’t that just killing people?

Dark: Ah, technically.

Computer: Please enter a password.

King: *types in Purple*

Computer: Your password is too weak.

King: How fucking DARE YOU-

Yellow: Second, wake up!

Second, half asleep: Five more minutes...

Yellow: You've been in a coma for two years!

Second: ...

Second: Okay, two more minutes...

Green: What's your greatest fear?

Purple: Not being loved and appreciated.

Green: ...

Green: Damn, that's deep.

Green: Mine is the Kool Aid man, but I feel kinda stupid about it now...

Navy, holding a new born Purple: He's beautiful...

The Doctor: We're gonna have to give him some shots.

Navy: Oh hell yeah, pour up. It's his fucking birthday.

Green: Pose as a team because SHIT JUST GOT REAL!

Red: What time is it?

Green: I dunno, pass me the clarinet

Red: *hands Green the clarinet*

Green: *starts playing obnoxiously*

Yellow: WHY ARE YOU PLAYING THE CLARINET AT 3AM?

Green: It's 3am