| Jane: Wear tiaratop. |
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| Dave: Make a goddamn killing in the future... |
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| ==> |
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| ==> |
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| John: Reunite with your weak pathetic digits. |
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| ==> |
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| Dave: Pester Terezi. |
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| John: Answer troll. |
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| It's nice to meet you, John. |
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| Karkat: Deal with Karkat. |
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| John: Behold puffy oracle. |
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| Back in the future... |
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| PM: Read the note on drawer. |
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| ==> |
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| ==> |
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| Dave: Captchalogue each shuriken individually. |
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| now sir boy, flee from this boorish rabble post haste. |
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| BUT THESE PORTRAITS ARE NOW A MOOT POINT. |
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| Dirk: Captchalogue Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff plush. |
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| ==> |
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