Aumrauth: Dear friends, your Christmas gift this year… is me. That’s right, another year of friendship. Your membership has been renewed.
Aumrauth: If I'm really as evil as you say I am, then have the gods strike me down where I stand. *Lightning strikes Aumrauth* Aumrauth: Ha! Nice try, jackass! Next time, give it your A-game!
Aumrauth: 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.
Elias: When someone points at your black clothes and asks whose funeral it is, having a look around the room and saying 'Haven’t decided yet' is typically a good response.
Elias: If you can’t beat them, dress better than them
Elias: Please, I'm begging you go to a doctor. Aumrauth: I'm sorry is this OUR stab wound? Stay out of it.
Elias: *Walking in to a room* Sorry I’m late... I was... doing things. *Sounds of running footsteps progressively getting louder* Aumrauth: *Out of breath* THEY PUSHED ME DOWN THE FUCKIN’ STAIRS.
Elias: *Gets down on one knee* Aumrauth: Oh my god, it’s finally happening. Elias: *Falls over* Aumrauth: The poison is kicking in.
Mortimer: Aunt Abby, how can I believe you? There are twelve men down in the cellar and you admit you poisoned them! Aunt Abby: Yes, I did. But you don't think I'd stoop to telling a fib! --Arsenic and Old Lace
Mortimer: Aunt Abby, how can I believe you? There are twelve men down in the cellar and you admit you poisoned them! Aunt Abby: Yes, I did. But you don't think I'd stoop to telling a fib! --Arsenic and Old Lace
Mortimer: Aunt Abby, how can I believe you? There are twelve men down in the cellar and you admit you poisoned them! Aunt Abby: Yes, I did. But you don't think I'd stoop to telling a fib! --Arsenic and Old Lace
Nikolai, staring at the obviously skinless Raptor: What have you got there? Raptor: A smoothie
Mortimer: Aunt Abby, how can I believe you? There are twelve men down in the cellar and you admit you poisoned them! Aunt Abby: Yes, I did. But you don't think I'd stoop to telling a fib! --Arsenic and Old Lace
Meant to add this as soon as y'all figured out Morrick was blind but here it is late
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Mortimer: Aunt Abby, how can I believe you? There are twelve men down in the cellar and you admit you poisoned them! Aunt Abby: Yes, I did. But you don't think I'd stoop to telling a fib! --Arsenic and Old Lace
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