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dexter-doll · 4 hours
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The Suns and Moons incorrect quotes!
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>THE MOONS<
Luna: If you put a milkshake in one yard and crack open a cold one in another yard, which yard would the boys go to?
Cerena: Schrödinger's boys.
Heart: (FUCK!)
Catnap: What about cracking open a cold milkshake?
Moon: As we all know, the milkshake brings the boys to the yard. The presence of the boys is a prerequisite for the cracking open of a cold one, but cold ones do not have any inherent boy-attracting abilities. Milkshakes, however, do.
Moon: All else being equal, the boys would proceed to the milkshake yard. While it is possible to announce the presence of cold ones in the hope of attracting some boys, the pull of the milkshake is much more powerful by comparison.
Luna: ...
Cerena: ...
Heart: (...)
Catnap: ...
Moon: Mind you, all of this nonsense hinges on whether or not the boys are back in town.
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Luna, singing: I don’t want a lot for Christmas, there is just one thing I need—
Catnap: A family.
Heart: (A better love life.)
Cerena: Mental stability.
Moon: *clueless* Bagels?
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Moon: If you took a shot for every time you made a bad decision, how drunk would you be?
Catnap: Maybe a bit tipsy?
Cerena: Drunk.
Luna: Wasted.
Heart: (Dead.)
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Cerena: Poison is a magic transmutation potion that turns people into corpses.
Luna: This knife is actually a magic wand.
Catnap: Meet me in the Denny’s parking lot for a wizard duel.
Heart: *cocks gun* (Magic missile.)
Moon: What the fuck is wrong with you people.
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Luna: Anyone d-
Cerena: Depressed?
Catnap: Drained?
Heart: (Dumb?)
Moon: Disliked?
Luna: -done with their work... what is wrong with you people...
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>THE SUNS<
*In a group chat*
Alen: A pegan just flew into my window.
Sun: Pegan?
Mind: [A what?]
Celestia: Ah yes, my favourite bird, Pegan.
DogDay: I thought you said penguin for a second, LMAO!
Celestia: Just a normal day with flying penguins crashing into my window.
DogDay: You have pigeons flying into your window? Can't relate, I have penguins flying into my window.
Alen: I literally just made a typo-
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Celestia: Are oranges named orange because oranges are orange or is orange called orange because oranges are orange?
DogDay: Which came first, the orange or the orange?
Mind: [Orange was first used to refer the fruit 1280 years ago but was not used as a color until 1000 years ago.]
Sun: What was the color called before then?
Alen: There was no color, duh! Everything was black and white!
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Sun: What makes you all smile?
Celestia: Friends and Family.
Alen: Snacks.
DogDay: Victory and success.
Mind: [Face muscles.]
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Alen: You know what?
Alen: When I join this friend group I thought you guys would be dealing with my bullshit.
*DogDay, Mind and Celestia continue screaming about mold water*
Alen: Not the other way around.
Sun: I dunno, sounds like you need to drink the mold water.
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DogDay: What do you guys do when you're stressed?
Alen: Try and calm myself down!
Sun: Sleep.
Celestia: Get myself into even more stress, so that the first reason for my stress gets cancelled out.
Mind: [I don't.]
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dexter-doll · 4 months
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I FINALLY GOT DONE WITH THIS
I’m proud :3
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dexter-doll · 6 months
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Incorrect quotes from a generator
Ft my ocs
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Alen West: The joy of hanging out with Cerena. You look away for 5 seconds to make sure something is set up correctly, and they bite the tip of a marker off.
Cerena Demon: I wish I was a cat, but not in a furry kinda way, more like a “I can sleep all day and hit people with no consequences” kinda way.
Cerena Demon: The risk I took was calculated but, man, am I bad at math.
Cerena Demon: Wow, it sure smells like wrong dog in here!
Alen West: Oh buddy...
Cerena Demon, already sobbing: ASK.
Alen West: I'm having problems with a guy...
Cerena Demon: Like his dead body won't fit into your trunk kind of problems, or you like him kind of problems?
Alen West: One time I went to hand Cerena a bowl of soup. I wanted to say “Careful, it’s hot!”, and “Here’s your soup!”, so instead I blurted out “Careful it’s soup.”
Cerena Demon: The ‘how the fucks’ and 'why are you so dumbs’ don’t matter. All that matters is that I have a new gun.
Alen West: Do you have any skeletons in your closet?
Shadow Cerena: Literally or figuratively?
Alen West: I have to specify?
Cerena Demon: That’s illegal, right?
Shadow Cerena: Why do you care? Are you a fucking cop?
Cerena Demon: No-
Shadow Cerena: Then shut the fuck up.
Alen West: Where are you going?
Shadow Cerena: Hell, eventually.
Shadow Cerena: Am I a boy? Am I a girl? It doesn't matter. I'm going to burn your house down.
*Cerena Demon is casually searching around the room*
Shadow Cerena: Hey Cerena, what’re you looking for?
Cerena Demon: My will to live.
*Alen West walks into the room*
Cerena Demon: Oh, there it is.
Alen West: You look mentally ill.
Cerena Demon: I am. Let’s go.
Shadow Cerena: :)
Cerena Demon: >:(
Shadow Cerena: Turn that frown upside down!
Cerena Demon: ):<
Shadow Cerena: Not sure what I was expecting...
Cerena Demon: You know, sometimes dandelions remind me of that shadow version of me.
Alen West: Aww, is it because they’re like a little sunshine, spreading light and hope everywhere?
Cerena Demon: What? Gross, no, it’s because they’re like a weed that you can’t get rid of!
Shadow Cerena: I baked you a pie!
Alen West: Really?! What flavor?
Shadow Cerena: *pulls gun out of the pie* DEATH!
Cerena Demon: So my therapist was talking to me and she said that I really just need to break down my walls and let people in.
Cerena Demon: So I’ve decided to break the fourth wall.
Cerena Demon: *looks at camera* Hi there. I use humor as a coping mechanism.
Alen West: I’m not so sure you’re stakeout material.
Cerena Demon: I’m a chronic insomniac, I was born for this.
Alen West: Though I admit I don’t know much about you, I am feeling pretty confident in my assessment that you are probably some sort of sick deadly fuck.
Shadow Cerena: Who told you my secret?
Cerena Demon: You disgust me.
Shadow Cerena: *eating a kitkat sideways* I realize this and don’t care.
Vic Demon: Do you want this handful of moss?
Cerena Demon: Why would I want a handful of fucking moss?
Vic Demon: Damn, you could’ve just said no.
Vic Demon, at Shadow Cerena’s funeral: I need a moment with them.
Everyone else at the funeral: Of course. *leaves*
Vic Demon, leaning over Shadow Cerena’s coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. I know you’re using my brothers body and also not dead.
Shadow Cerena, sitting up in the coffin: Yeah, no shit.
Shadow Cerena: Thanks for not telling Alen West what happened.
Cerena Demon, dumbfounded: I wouldn’t even know where to begin trying to explain this.
Vic Demon: When's the last time you slept?
Cerena Demon: Uh... a few days ago, I think.
Vic Demon: A few- how many?!
Cerena Demon: Uh... *starts counting on fingers* I need more fingers...
Vic Demon: What you need is sleep!
Shadow Cerena: Anything else?
Cerena Demon: Yeah. Stay away from me!
Shadow Cerena: Alright. See you in the room we share.
That’s it for now
@crossover-enthusiast
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dexter-doll · 3 months
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WARNING FOR DROWNING AND DEATH
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dexter-doll · 6 months
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TW FOR GLITCHING AND SLIGHT GORE IN THE SECOND PICTURE
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DONT SAY I DIDNT WARN YA
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