@HighPockets group
Oleander: Blowing a dandelion is basically you helping a weed ejaculate
Titania:…I was having a good day
Oberon, through gritted teeth: We were all having a good day
Trinity: Would you sleep with Carter for $100,000?
Louis: Hmm. Would I have to pay him all at once or could I pay by installments?
Louis, five seconds later: oH-
Lyra: As a serial killer my name would be 'the suspense'.
Lyra: So victims would be like "oh no, the suspense is killing me!"
Lyra: And then I would get the last laugh right before I kill them.
Dima: … what the hell?
Henry, to Victor: Are you a writer? You have such an interesting vocabulary.
Alice: No, he's just pretentious.
Marian, barging into the room: Hey, I need to ask you something-
Oscar, lying awkwardly on his bed, flustered: Uh, yeah, what's up?
Marian:
Marian: Is Nathaniel under the bed?
Nathaniel, muffled: No
Oscar: Patrick, what do we do?!
Douglas: I don’t know!
Miette: You're the oldest!
Douglas: Not mentally!
Kristi: Are we-
Kristi: Hits the woah
Kristi: Ready to go now?
Matthew:…..I do not feel safe in this vehicle.
Samuel: We can't steal a ship!
Nich: We stole Ilona.
Samuel: Nich, Ilona is a person. They can do whatever they want. And they wanted to come with us.
Ilona: I want to steal a ship.
Alessandra: How the hell did you two get thrown in the dungeons?
Percy: I don't know! We didn't do anything wrong!
Aristotle: When the guards stopped us he asked "papers?" and Percy replied with "scissors" and ran off.
Percy: You snitch.
Nathaniel: Every day…I suffer because I lie…I feel so guilty for my lies and the reason for them…if the world knew, what would they think of me..?
Oscar: Damn it, I almost outed myself because I couldn’t resist a gay joke again-
That's it that's their entire relationship after Nathaniel takes the throne-
Percy: What can I say? I'm charming and irresponsible.
Percy: …I mean irresistible.
Percy: Are we friends again?
Oscar: No….we're brothers.
Percy: That was terrifying. Don't pause like that.
Percy: What are you doing later?
Alessandra: Having my night ruined by whatever you're about to ask me to do.
Peter: Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? You're very hot and it's making me uncomfortable.
Kate: Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou hast no class.