Green: When Was The Last Time You Cried?

Yellow: Don't joke about murder. I was murdered once and it offends me.

Second: Hey Dark, I’ve got an idea for how to solve this.

Dark, pulling out a shotgun: Yeah?

Second: Wh- No! That’s not the idea, Dark!

Dark: I scare people a lot because I walk very softly and they don't hear me enter rooms. So when they turn around, I'm just kind of there and their fear fuels me.

Cop: What do you call disobeying the law?

Dark: A hobby.

Chosen: *stares pointedly at Dark*

Dark: That we do not engage in.

Yellow: I had to pick up Red early.

Blue: That’s alright. Have they been sick?

Yellow: No, not sick, they’re just very upset because they’ve had a hard day.

Blue: Wait, why did they have a hard day?

Yellow: They took their two pet snails to school with them today, and they had the snails in their book bag. They let out the snails by the sink in the back of the classroom for some exercise, and someone visiting the class that day thought they were snails that had come inside from the playground, so they threw Red’s snails out the window.

Blue: Oh my god.

Yellow: I know you are laughing, Blue, but please act sad about it when we get home today.

Blue: I’ll try but that is hilarious.

Yellow: Yeah, I know. Stupid pet snails.

Yellow: I’m trying not to let Red see me laugh.

Green: We’ve been conducting an ongoing study to see what Yellow will and will not eat.

Red: Grass? Yes!

Green: Moss? Yes!!

Red: Leaves? Ohh, yes!

Green: Shoelaces? Strange but true!

Red: Worms? Sometimes!

Green: Rocks? Usually nah.

Red: Twigs? Usually!

Green: Blue's cooking? Inconclusive!

Second: How did you… test this?

Green: You just hand them stuff and say ‘eat this’ and if they eat it, they eat it.

Second: ... I don’t know how to feel about this.

Second: Dark and I were crossing the street, and this man drove by and honked at us.

Chosen: What did you do?

Second: Dark chased him to the next red light, and reached into his window, and-

Dark: *walking in* Who wants a steering wheel?

Computer: Please enter a password.

King: *types in Purple*

Computer: Your password is too weak.

King: How fucking DARE YOU-

Dark: The ‘how the fucks’ and 'why are you so dumbs’ don’t matter. All that matters is that I have a new gun.

Blue: Drink your school, stay in drugs, and get 8 hours of drugs.