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[ KNOCK. KNOCK, MOTHERFUCKERS. Someone's pounding on your door. Might want to open it up. You wouldn't want to keep the FBI waiting, would you?
There are two "agents" at the door. Both in matching black suits with matching terribly colored, hideous ties. Both with badges in hand (Terezi's is upside down). One is covered in gray facepaint and has candy corn taped to her head. The other is Dean fucking Winchester.
And you, my friend, are suspected of a various assortment of crimes. ]
There are two "agents" at the door. Both in matching black suits with matching terribly colored, hideous ties. Both with badges in hand (Terezi's is upside down). One is covered in gray facepaint and has candy corn taped to her head. The other is Dean fucking Winchester.
And you, my friend, are suspected of a various assortment of crimes. ]
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I was just swimming along and there were dead whales. Which is a shame, even though I think it's a little impolite to call the people who like them bitches, but my lusus has to eat and my leaving them wouldn't have changed that they were dead.
Have you spoken to Eridan?
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[Dean adjusts his shades, because even though they're inside, sunglasses are still cool.]
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[He gives Terezi the suspicious side-eye and then looks back to their
victimquestionable suspect.]Pretty heavy contraband, dontcha think?
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What exactly happens when your Cthulhu monster gets upset, ma'am?
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The destruction of the entire troll race.