Bram: Schrödinger’s cat is overrated. If you wanna see something that’s both dead and alive you can talk to me any time of the day.
Elias: I’m sick and tired of being called 'mortal' like, you don’t know that. Neither do I. I have never died even ONCE. Nothing has been proven yet. Stop making assumptions. It’s rude.
Eshaal: English is a difficult language. It can be understood through tough thorough thought, though.
Vaughn: You need to stop.
Abel: Sorry I'm late, I was doing things.
Paisley, running in out of breath: They pushed mE DOWN THE FUCKING STAIRS.
Grace: So what do you do?
Asher: I work in genetic research, and I'm currently trying to eliminate all Cancers.
Grace: Wow, impressive.
Asher: Then I'll move on to Leos.
Vaughn: Dad, I’m asexual.
Cecil:
Cecil, internally: Oh god. Okay. I can be supportive. I can tell him I’m demisexual as well. Yeah. Be supportive. Let him know he’s not alone. This is your chance to be the best dad ever, Cecil–
Cecil: Hm.
Cecil, internally: Fuck.
Felix: Trauma? Oh, you mean the reason I'm fucking hilarious?
Midge: Apparently, it was Rude™ of me to pitch in my two cents on a conversation I happened to overhear, despite agreeing with them. On an unrelated note, I am no longer allowed in the ceiling vents.
Hammy: If you could change your name, what would you change it to?
Midge: Forty exclamation points in a row, and it's pronounced like a person screaming.
Dominic: I dunno maybe the horrors would be less daunting if we were holding hands
Jack: With each other or with the horrors?
Howie: Aw man, we can’t go in here, it says 18+, and there’s only two of us.
Midge: Hold on, I'm inviting everyone we know–
Rune: Another decade has passed and guess who’s still here? The moon. She’s always been here and she’ll always be. She’s a loyal friend to all of us– Say thank you moon.