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an oracle in olympus pt. 3

i’m sorry for how long this took, but i’m back at it again! shout out to @headcanonsfromanelfblossom for being my beta and all of you for inspiring me! <3 part 3 of ?

Olympus, the home of the gods. Mighty and grand, and in all its splendor!

...basically looked like something out of a vintage Aspen postcard. There was no plumes of clouds swirling over golden roads. Chariots and pegasus weren’t racing across the skyline. There wasn’t even a single Corinthian pillar in sight.

Lucky shoves her hands into the pockets of the 90’s print neon windbreaker Lucy lent to wear over her party dress from the night before. The wind is chilly, even for late Summer. She looks around, taking in the sight of the mountain ranges in the distance, and the closer rolling hills lined with pine trees. In the center of it all, a simple looking town laid there.

So far off from what she would draw of Olympus as a kid.

“Luce, just take Avernus Lake Boulevard, it’s the easiest way.” Jamie says, fishing her phone out of a glittery clutch bag.

Lucy shakes her head. “Alkyonian Lake Drive is what I used before, so I’ll use it again.” she argues. She swings the door of her Volkswagen open and looks to Lucky. “Ready?” She calls out. “We gotta hurry, traffic is a killer around the breakfast rush.”

Lucky looks away from the town with a pout. “Olympus is just like Aspen?” She asks a bit disheartened. “That’s another thing, why aren’t y’all in Greece?” She questions, climbing into the car.

In the front seat, Jamie buckles herself in. “We go back, like, now and then. But ever since mortals lost sight and belief in us,”she trails off and shrugs. “We just roam around, but Ran- er, Zeus took a real liking to Colorado so, we’ve been here for, like, the last hundred centuries.” She explains easily.

“Oh.” Lucky says nodding. “Looks like y’all like keepin’ it modern, too?”

Lucy starts up the car, pulling out of the driveway. “Well yeah. You’d expect us to just be in the Bronze Age forever?” She asks back. “We like a bit of modernism, too.”

A sheepish look crosses Lucky’s face. “I guess that makes sense.” She says quietly. Lucy chuckles, catching Lucky’s eyes in the rearview mirror.

“But sometimes Zeus feels nostalgic and we’ll have a day or two when this place looks a bit more how it used to.” She adds.

It would have been a quiet ride into town if it hadn’t been for a Gary Newman song blaring on the speakers.

Lucy taps her fingers in beat to the song on the steering wheel. Jamie’s own fingers tap rapidly the screen of her phone. Lucky leans up slightly, catching a glance of the name of who she was texting ‘A❤️💖 💝💘💗💞💕💓😍’

Smiling slightly Lucky slumps back down. ‘A’, she had a slight idea who that might have been. Absently, her hand lifts up and her fingers brush the lines of the splotchy birthmark on her chest.

What if she really was some reincarnated oracle from Ancient Greece?

‘No.’ Lucky pushes away the thought. ‘No, I am not Tyche. I’m Lucky.’

For the briefest and scariest second, a sense of uncertainty fills her.

‘Aren’t I?’

“So.” Lucky speaks up to stop her thinking from going any further. “Y-Y’all have mentioned some guy named Clyde. Who is he?”

The song comes to an end and finally silence fills the car.

Lucy draws out a long “Uuuhhh…”

Jamie pats her friend’s shoulder a few times as if to reset her. “He was, like, a good friend of Tyche.”

“He was a really good friend of hers.” Lucy adds, her voice dipping a little at ‘really’.

Before Lucky could respond, Jamie claps her hands. “Oh, let’s stop at Tweek’s!” She suggests. “We need to, like, make change and I could go for, like, some pastries.”

Lucy nods, flipping on the turn signal. “Good idea.” She agrees. They pull into a small plaza that sits nestled in the shadow of a mountain. Lucky leans forward, peering from between Lucy and Jamie. She hadn’t even noticed they passed by the town and were nearing a mountain range, a more shadowy looking one of all of them. Lucky starts to feel a heaviness grow in the pit of her stomach as they cruise by various shops in the rundown plaza.

‘Grief Counseling by Penthos’ read one sign. Next to it, another sign read ‘Geras’ Old Age Vintage Shop’. Lucy pulls up to the end of the shops, passing into a drive through. ‘Tweek Bros Coffee’ was painted across the window, the word ‘Curae’s’ had clearly been scraped off.

Rolling down the window, Lucy leans out as a static voice yelps from the drive thru.

“Gah! H-How can I help you?”

Lucy lifts her sunglasses. “Hey, Tweek. Give me and Jams our usual, please.” She orders. Turning to Lucky, she asks. “Want anything?”

“Uh.” Lucky blinks. “N-No. I think I’m okay. Don’t have much of an appetite right now.”

Lucy shrugs, calling back out. “And that’ll be it.”

“Y-Your total is f-five dollars. Aw, jeez!” The voice exclaims. Lucy zooms around the corner and plucks the ten dollar bill Jamie hands to her. At the window, a young man with wild blonde hair stands twitching and trembling.

“How’s it going, Tweek?” Lucy asks politely, taking the cups of beverage and bag. Tweek shakes, looking over his shoulder.

“Awful!” He cries. His head twitches and his eyes shut tight. “Pete!” He points to one of the shops in the plaza. “He’s going to kill me and take my shop, I just know it!” The girl follow his finger to look to the store front simply marked ‘Phobos’ where a sullen young man with dark hair stood, staring right at them.

Unblinking. Unmoving.

All three grimace and look away.

“I’ll try and talk to him.” Lucy offers. “We’re gonna see Cherry, Tweekie. Can I get coins as my change?”

“Rrgh.” Tweek replies, taking the money. He fumbles with the register before dropping three silver coins into Lucy’s hands. “Here!”

“Thanks, Tweek.” Lucy says sweetly. She gives a wiggly-fingered wave and drives off. Lucky finally finds her voice.

“That...that was Curae? Anxiety?” She asks, her voice pitching slightly. Lucy sips at her drink.

“Mmhm. Not a lot of mortals know that.” Lucy nods, making a check shape in the air with her finger. “Another point for the reincarnated Oracle!”

Lucky scoffs. “I have a Bachelor’s and Master’s degree in Classical Studies, majoring in Greek Mythology. I’m also working on earning my PhD in the field as well. And!” She lifts her pointer finger. “I was just hired as a docent at the Denver Art Museum heading the Greek Mythos exhibit so…” She makes an exaggerated air check mark. “Point for Lucky Siddalee Day, girl who worked her ass off in college!”

Lucy and Jamie peer at each other.

‘Nerd’ Lucy mouths.

Lucky folds her arms over her chest, looking out the window as the mountain comes closer as the Volkswagen drives on. “But, um, those names back in that plaza.” She says hesitantly, pointing over her shoulder “Those...guys are the ones you’d kinda meet before…” Lucky trails off, unsure if she wants to even think of finishing the sentence she was about to speak.

The looming shadow of the mountain covers the car. Lucky looks out the window and feels her heart leap into her throat.

An immaculate sign made of white stone greets them. It’s black letters carved meticulously, into it, reading;

Welcome to Underworld Co.

A cool chill seems to settle over the Volkswagen as they drove further down into the cavern of the mountain. Any traces of the sun vanishes completely, and only the light of torches lit with flames guide them along. Rows and rows of cars occupy the parking spaces; cars ranging from decade to decade. Lucky swears she sees a Rolls-Royce 10 hp as they drive by.

Lucy turns the steering wheel left, then right, then left again. “Dick!” She exclaims when a wall comes up. Lucky blinks and rubs her eyes. Was that wall there before? Lucy shares a few choice swear words in modern English and ancient Greek as she throws the car into reverse.

Again, she turns left, then right...right one more time. Jamie shakes her head as another wall seems to magically appear. Lucky looks around. “What is all this?” She asks, ignoring Lucy’s agitated grumbling.

Jamie looks over her shoulder to her. “Parking garage. If Lucy, like, took, Avernus Lake Boulevard like I told her, we would’ve had valet parking.”

“Jamie.” Lucy rolls her eyes. “The last time I used valet, the harpies practically tore my car to shreds. And- aha!” Lucy veers the car to a sharp left into an empty spot. “See? Barely took us even twenty minutes.”

The three climb out of the Volkswagen and Lucky looks around the parking garage. It was a maze. Literally. The ramps shifted and turned, while walls appeared and vanished. A car zooms by them and screeches as the road turns and sends it crashing into a dead end. Lucy winces. “Hope they got insurance.” She comments lightly. The three avoid more cars speeding by and make their way to an elevator.

A wispy ghostly figure of a man is there to welcome them as the elevator doors slide open. Lucky yelps, covering her mouth. He turns his head and Lucky winces when she sees the gruesome way he met his end, with a long slash stretches across his throat. Lucky is sure her chest is pulsing visibly with each pound of her heart. Jamie easily catches her from tumbling off the curb.

“Going down?” The ghost asks politely. Lucy nods, as they step in. She passes a silver coin to the ghost who smiles. “Ah, going way down. Elevator Styx to Main Lobby!” It calls out, cranking a lever. The doors seal shut behind them, and Jamie grips onto the railings, bracing herself. Lucy does the same and looks to Lucky.

“Better hold on tight.” She warns.

Lucky isn’t sure what is more terrifying, the elevator plunging downward or the sound of the muzak cover of Lady by Styx blaring over the speakers. Either way, her screams echo the entire way down.

Lucky can barely appreciate the Corinthian columns she thought she would have seen earlier. She clings tightly to Lucy’s arm as they walk down the hallways of white marble walls accented with ebony and gold designs.

It was all so elegant, and yet, so cold.

“Oh, poor Lucky.” Jamie says, gently trying to push down the curls of Lucky’s hair that stuck up on end from the elevator ride. “It’s, like, taken me over, like, a thousand years to get used to that drop. Are you going to be alright?” She asks

Lucky nods. “J-Just waitin’ for my soul to catch up with my body.” She replies weakly.

A high pitched nasally voice speaks up as they step into the main lobby. “Welcome to the Underworld Co, what d’ya want?”

Lucky jumps, and looks up to catch sight of a harsh looking woman sitting at the front desk. Her hair seemed to slither, but not with snakes. Her skin was a pale grey and her hallowed eyes stare the three visitors down, as if they interrupted something very important.

“I said.” Comes her nasally voice again. “What. Do. You. Want.” She bites out, pointing her nail file at them with each word. “All My Demigods is on and you’re wasting my time!”

“Hey, Erinyes, um, One?” Lucy greets. The woman’s eyes seem to darken more. “Two.” Lucy corrects herself quickly. The woman relaxes a bit and goes back to filing her claws. “We need to see Cherry.”

Erinyes Two snorts. “Yeah? You and half of Olympus and the Mortal World. You’ll need tah schedule a meeting with the boss like everyone else.”

Lucy frowns slightly. “Listen, can you just tell her that Dionysus and Aphrodite are here to see her?”

At that Erinyes Two gasps over dramatically and puts a hand to her chest. “Oh, we have name-dropping gawds here! I’ll get right on that!” She nods. Lucy narrows her eyes as Erinyes Two smirks. “Sit down, wino-head. I’ll see if the boss can squeeze you in.”

Lucy takes one, two, and three breaths as Jamie guides her away from the front desk and to the waiting area. The chairs- actually, chaises were comfortable at least. Lucky sits down between Lucy and Jamie. Lucy sat nearly seething.

“I can’t stand dealing with Erinyes. Any of them.” She says, snatching up a magazine titled “Better Hearth and Home”. Across the room a wide screen flat TV showed the scene of a gorgon woman, slapping a Minotaur across the face.

Erinyes Two cackles. “He had that comin’” She says mainly to herself.

Lucky sits back. Lucy wasn’t kidding when she said that Olympus was keeping up with modern times, maybe even a bit more advanced. A wisp of another ghost floats down the hallway, a woman who appeared to be from another time and age, followed moments later by a man who looked like he stepped out of a 1950’s movie set. At the desk Erinyes Two sighs dreamily as he passes.

Lucky’s jaw drops slightly and she turns to Jamie. “Was that…?” She whispers in astonishment.

Jamie glances up from her phone and nods. “Yeah, that’s him.” She replies, there’s almost a hint of a sigh in her voice as well. “Who knew a ghost of a mortal would be such a star here in Olympus too?”

Another hour passes and Lucky begins to feel restless. There’s only so much daytime television that one can watch, in the Mortal world and Olympus. She feels like she’s read through all the magazines on the table; Demeter’s Fine Gardening, Chronos, Olympus Weekly. But Lucy and Jamie seem barely fazed by the dragging of time. That must’ve been one of the perks of being a goddess.

A loud banging of a door opening wide shakes the room. Erinyes Two jumps and stands at attention. “Good Afternoon, sir.” She greets politely. Any and all traces of the rudeness that she had greeted them with early disappeared entirely.

Lucky leans forward to see a man coming in. As wide as he was tall. He wore a black suit, designed with tiny floral prints of blood red roses, and twisting green stems. If one looked quick enough, hints of skulls could be caught between the prints of flowers. Was...was this Hades?

“Ooooh Koooore.” Lucy sing-songs teasingly, standing up.

At that, the man blisters and whips his head around towards them. There’s an angry color on his cheeks as his eyes narrow.

Oh. Oh no. Oh no freaking way.

Lucky giggles in disbelief, and covers her mouth to hide the sound. It’s too late, Persephone heard her.

“Who the hell are you?” He demands, storming over. Lucky stumbles, dropping her purse as she goes to stand up. Persephone is before her, practically towering above Lucky. There’s a light scent of flowers followed quickly by almost metallic smell. Lucky holds her breath and peers up at him.

Persephone pauses, his eyes widening slightly before his steely glare returns. “I said who the hell are you? Speak up, mortal!” He snaps- literally snapping his fingers with each word.

“Oh come off it, Kore.” Lucy cuts in, gently tugging Lucky away from his imposing figure. “Where’s Cherry?”

Persephone grunts in frustration. “Stop callin’ me that, you dumb drunk. Did you come here just to bother me?”

“Dear.” Comes a new voice. Soft and light. It’s spoken in a tone almost above a whisper, but it carries so well across the marble walls. At the voice, Persephone’s anger melts away, replaced with a charming smile and light in his eyes.

“Darling.” He calls back. “Your friends came to visit, seems they brought us another stray.” He shoots them a secret look, just before a woman comes around the corner.

Lucky stares in awe of the god of the underworld. Hades.

The very picture of elegance in a black dress of lace and satin, designed to match her lover’s; twisting patterns of vines and skulls. The red curls of her hair twisted carefully into a pilat crown.

Her gaze is slow, careful, and observant as she looks over Lucky. In that moment, Lucky isn’t sure if she should bow or curtsy. Or faint. That’s what she really felt like doing.

“Cherry.” Lucy greets, smiling. She’s standing by Lucky now, hanging an arm over her shoulders. “This is our new friend. We need your help.”

Persephone makes an agitated grunt. “You know we don’t spare mortal souls.”

“Eric.” Cherry says. So that was his name. Lucky thinks it suits him a bit more than Persephone. However, Persephone did have it’s darker meaning. Cherry gives her husband a gentle smile. “You are right. We do not spare souls so easily, however, she is not dead.” Her eyes look to Lucky again.

Lucky smiles weakly. “Well, guess ya wouldn’t be the ruler of the underworld if ya didn’t know that.” She jokes, hoping to ease the growing tension. Eric seems to bristle again.

Cherry doesn’t laugh, but her smile doesn’t falter either. “What is your name?” She asks.

“It’s…” Lucky begins. Her tongue nearly betrays her when she feels the letter T forming on her lips. “Lucky.” She says quickly. “It’s Lucky. That’s my name.”

At that, Cherry lifts her eyes to Lucy and Jamie. Lucky doesn’t see the way the two goddesses nod.

Jamie speaks up. “Cherry, do you think, like there may be a chance, like, she could be…”

Cherry turns her stunned gaze back to Lucky. “Tyche.” She says in a whisper.

Eric’s eyes grow wide. His body seems to freeze on the spot. He barely hears the way Cherry asks the three visitors to follow her to the Archive Room. He watches the short brunette follow after them. It could not be her. He regains feeling in his body and finally his brain begins to think again, saying the first thought that came to him.

“Oh, shit.”

The Archive Room is not unlike any other office space. Save for the floor to ceiling filing cabinets, long ladders and winged monsters soaring back and forth.

Lucky sits across from Cherry, watching as the goddess takes a box from one of the monsters, nodding her thanks. “I apologize for the mess.” Cherry says. “We are beginning to go...digital.” She finishes with a sigh.

Eric is not too far, drinking a large cup of mead. “It’s going to really help us be more organized and keep track of all these souls and more.” He points out. “It was my idea.” He adds grinning.

Lucy snorts. “Humble as always.”

Eric shows her a view of one of his fingers in a quick motion.

“These are the T files. Tyche’s name should be here.” Cherry’s fingers barely seem like they even graze the tips of the file tops. Lucky glances to Jamie and Lucy nervously. They smile back to her, and Jamie takes her hand, giving it a small squeeze.

“Don’t worry.” Jamie assures her.

Lucky watches as Cherry wordlessly scans the file from top to bottom. Her eyes moving in a swift but steady motion. Eric downs his mead and swallows loudly, watching the scene closely.

Cherry inhales sharply, her movements coming to a halt. “I do not...understand.” Cherry says. “Tyche is not listed here.”

“What?” Lucy, Lucky and Jamie all blurt out at once.

Eric is quick, he comes to Cherry’s side and takes the file box in his arms. “We’re in the process of going digital remember?” He points out. “Maybe her file was just taken out of order.”

Lucy doesn’t seem to accept the answer. “She has a mark. The one mortals carry if their souls return.”

Cherry opens her mouth, but Eric is the one to reply. “That rarely ever happens. Even then it takes a mortal nearly thousands of centuries of penance.” He explains quickly. “Your friend is...just some coincidence.”

“Yeah, I think we came here to talk with Cherry.” Lucy growls. “You know, the actual ruler here?”

Eric’s face goes red. “What makes you so sure about her anyway?!”

Lucky shoves away from the table, and stands. All eyes turn to her as she snatches the windbreaker up, “If no one has answers. I want to go home. Oracle or not.” She says. With a swift turn, she storms out of the room.

Jamie and Lucy begin to follow before Cherry lifts her hand to stop them. Wordlessly, she follows after Lucky.

Lucky leans against the wall, her head tilted back. Her eyes trace the patterns of gold traced through the marble. She counts to ten and closes her eyes. Still a strong unease racks her body.

What and why the hell was this happening to her?

This week began so, well, normally. Now all of a sudden…

“Dear, will you be alright?”

Lucky gasps and opens her eyes. Cherry is standing beside her. There’s a concerned look on her face. “I am sorry about everything that happened back there.” She continues. “I can only imagine how overwhelmed you may be feeling.”

Lucky grunts. “I am beyond overwhelmed.” She mumbles, crossing her arms. “Nothin’ is makin’ sense anymore. In the span of nearly 24 hours, I feel like I’ve been thrown into a bad dream I can’t wake up from. Suddenly, I can’t stop...doubting who I am.”

Cherry listens carefully. “You are having doubts. Do you feel less like yourself?”

“Ever since I heard Tyche.” Lucky sighs. “Tyche...Tyche. Lucky…” She pushes a hand to her head. “I can’t be some ancient oracle. It’s just ain’t possible.”

“Yet, you are here. The Underworld, Olympus…” Cherry says, motioning around. “Lucy says you are clear of drunkenness.”

Lucky laughs dryly. “My stars how I wish I was.” She rubs her arms and looks around the hallway before looking back to Cherry. “Do ya think I’m...I could be her?”

“It is possible. Yet, I would not understand how. Eric may be...severe. But he is correct. The way souls can return is quite rare.” Cherry explains. “However, something does present itself as odd.”

Right, the whole issue of Tyche’s name being missing. Maybe her file was replaced or lost in the transition. Lucky hums and closes her eyes.

“There is a way.” Cherry speaks up. “If you truly wish to find out if you are Tyche or not.”

Lucky looks to her again. “How?” She asks.

“Drink from the River Mnemosyne.” Cherry replies.

Lucky breathes in. Of course the River Mnemosyne could help. If she was Tyche, her memories would come back. She’d…

She’d no longer be Lucky.

“No.” Lucky says quickly. “No, no. I can’t” She shakes her head.

Cherry nods in understanding. “I respect that. Yet, you should know...word spreads fast in Olympus. Oracle or not. Your presence here is known.”

Lucky pales as Cherry finishes her warning. She seems every bit of the goddess of the underworld as her eyes seem to darken and her voice sends trembles through Lucky’s very bones “Some gods and goddesses will be eager to know the truth, my dear. Take care.”

Lucky breathes in the scent of her apartment. Cinnamon and worn books.

It’s so comforting.

Jamie thinks so as she lounges across the couch. “I’ve never stayed a whole night in the mortal realm in, like, years!” She says happily. “Or been to a sleepover!”

Lucky rolls her eyes and presses the popcorn button on the microwave. “Let’s not make it a habit.” She says. Lucy opens the fridge and takes out a bottle of root beer.

“I can make this wine, you know.” She offers. Lucky goes green slightly at the memory of the night before. Lucy shakes her head. “I guess not. Hey…”

“Hm?” Lucky prompts, fishing in a cabinet for a bowl.

“I’m sorry.” Lucy apologizes. “I got a bit extra with Eric and the news. Also, kidnapping you to Olympus.” She adds sheepishly. Lucky turns to Lucy and smiles slightly.

“Thank you.” She says, coming up to Lucy. “Promise you’ll ask me next time? And...keep helping me find out the truth? Slowly.”

Lucy grins tugging Lucky into a tight hug. “Promise.” She says. Lucky laughs, pulling away as the popcorn finished. They all pile onto the couch with Jamie and start the movie. Back to the Future.

After a while. Lucy lifts her hand. A long slender blunt is balanced between her fingers. “So...we’re against getting drunk. But, what about high?”

Jamie and Lucky share a look.

“Oh, what the hell.” Lucky sighs with a shrug. “I may or may not be some reincarnated oracle.”

Lucy lights it up, smiling. “That’s the spirit.”

Lucky sits on the floor and at the TV, the credits rolling. Behind her on the couch, Lucy and Jamie lay deep in their sleep. Their high being slept away slowly. They miss the way Lucky’s green eyes cast a slight glow in the darkness.

“Alas.” Lucky speaks up, her voice distant, reaching across time. “How mistrust will lead to misfortune. A great shadow hovers over Olympus. Ruin and dust shall be the gods kingdom.”

The TV goes dark and Lucky slumps over.

#lucky day #lucy montgomery #jamie jameson #cherry hayes #an oracle in olympus

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galactic-tragedy · 5 years

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One of the South Park Ship kids

The idea of ship kids seem to be popular all of a sudden. Why don’t I introduce my Creek ship kid to ya all.

Luna Tucker:

Age: 10

Gender: Cis female

Sexuality: Bisexual

Partner: Bunny McCormick

Parents: Tweek Tweak and Craig Tucker

Sibling(s): Unknown

Friends: Bunny McCormick, Tessa Black, Erin Cartman, Pandora Marsh, Benji Testaburger, Damon Thorn, Nathan Daniels, and Kimmy Valmer

Birthday: October 9

Nickname(s): Lu, Other nicknames are currently unknown

Appearance: Short blonde hair dyed black at the tips. Wearing Craig's old peruvian hat along with a blue and green letterman jacket. Ripped black jeans with black combat boots. Pale skin littered with a few freckles, a button nose, and light blue eyes.

Personality: Usually hides her emotions when she first meets someone, keeps up the whole 'I don't care' act, will probably break down in front of you one day. Can get annoyed extremely quick depending on who you are.

Religion: Atheist, possibly pagan

Alias: Lunar Eclipse (The Fractured But Whole), Rogue Thief Star (Stick of Truth)

Enemies: Teachers.

Likes: Guinea pigs, birds, animals in general, being alone (sometimes), finding some way to cause trouble.

Dislikes: School, teachers, getting in trouble over the stupidest things.

Music Playlist:

Outrunning Karma - Alec Benjamin

Wires - The Neighborhood

Everybody Gets High - MISSIO

Runaway (U & I) - Galantis

Sober Up - AJR

Background info:

Luna is never really a great child. She's learned how to get on her parents' nerves along with how to get out of trouble. It's honestly hilarious watching her try to get out of trouble with her dads, since by now they know all her tricks. Luna takes after Craig when it comes to her emotions, hiding them away from people. Though, at times she will break down and let them take over which is usually at home when Tweek is home. Ranting about things to him helps her a lot when it comes to that. She used to smoke occasionally, until Bunny showed her how she can sneak out to smoke. She does sneak out with her girlfriend to smoke and watch the stars. Tessa told her parents. It is unknown if she's actually grounded or not, since Tweek and Craig haven't explicitly said she is. Teachers at school usually say she's just like her father (Craig) when he was in school. The blonde often gets into fights with other students, resulting in either her only reasonable friend, a teacher, or even Bunny having to step in to stop the fight. Anyways, even if Luna is a trouble child she's learned a lot of things and tries to better herself for anyone who knows her.

Older Design:

Newest Design (SP Avatar Maker):

Rogue Thief Star:

Age: 10

Race: Drow Elf

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Bisexual

Class: Barbarian Thief

Parents: Barbarian Tweek and Feldspar the Thief

Allies: Unknown

Kingdom: She's a rogue, she isn't loyal to anyone.

Status: Unknown

Appearance: Short blonde hair dyed black at the tips, pale skin littered with a few freckles, a button nose, and light blue eyes. Wearing Craig's old feldspar cape along with a sort of binding around her chest, jeans, and boots. Black stripes inspired by Tweek's character are painted on her body.

Personality: Calm most of the time, doesn't exactly care about certain things, doesn't trust easily.

Religion: Pagan

Alias: Luna Tucker

Enemies: Unknown

Playlist:

Rocket Ships - Cavetown

Just Hold On - Louis Tomlinson, Steve Aoki

Don't You Dare Forget the Sun - Get Scared

Shelter - Porter Robinson

Sick Boy - The Chainsmokers

Background info:

Rogue Thief Star was exiled from Kupa Keep once they found out she was a Drow Elf. How did she hide it, you may ask? Well, when this little thief was born with human like ears. As she grew up, however, her ears started forming into an elven like shape. The Wizard Queen had called for her exile, her own parents unable to join her. Now, she is roaming the Forest of the Underworld looking for a fight. The king of the forest had invited her to join him, but she declined wanting to live in the world alone. Who knows what kinds of trouble she could get into.

(Picture will be added as soon as it’s done.)

Lunar Eclipse:

Age: Personal info can't be distributed!

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Bi

Class: Elementalist/Brutalist

Parents: Wonder Tweek and Super Craig

Team: The Rulers of the Night

Kryptonite: Adults

Appearance: Wears a black cloak with hood over her head, a mask that covers half her face (eyes), black leggings, black boots. There's glitter that looks like stars near the bottom of the cloak, she thought it was a great idea at the time.

Personality: Self-esteem is probably too high, she's brave when it comes to being Lunar Eclipse

Religion: Pagan

Alias: Luna Tucker

Enemies: Freedom Pals, Coon and Friends

Playlist:

Partners in Crime - Set it Off

Little Lion Man - Mumford & Sons

The Nights - AVICII

The Devil Within - Digital Daggers

Entropy - Sim Gretina Remix

Background info:

Lunar Eclipse is the villainous persona of Luna Tucker. She had turned to a life of crime once she realized that if she wanted to take things a little too far, she had to keep her real identity a secret. She recruited her friends and they formed the team of villains called The Rulers of the Night. After a few weeks or so of the team of villains going around doing crimes, both The Freedom Pals and Coon and Friends had finally caught on. They've been trying to stop them, but to no avail.

(Picture will be added as soon as it’s finished.)

#ship kids #creek #creek ship kid #Luna Tucker #Idk #My child TwT

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underworld-park-offical · 2 months

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How is Pip/Phillip rn ( I haven't read the whole entire comic. But if he's dead, i'm going to be sad)

GREGORY: Well, hate to be a debby downer….

GREGORY: Unfortunately, we’re all dead.

GREGORY: I even made a google slides presentation to show how every death happened!!!

GREGORY: If you would so kindly look,

GREGORY: So erm…

GREGORY: Yeah

GREGORY: I’m not really supposed to give you Thomas’ tragic backstory…

GREGORY: But he’s technically dead twice…

GREGORY: Sooooo….

GREGORY: Just don’t tell HIM…

GREGORY: Or Estella…

ESTELLA: What?

ESTELLA: Gregory! I need your assistance!

ESTELLA: Get off of the computer, please!

GREGORY: (Melodramatic sigh) GREGORY: Yes ma’am…

(Edits and Slideshow made by @pissblanket and @imlivinginyourtrashcan )

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PIP: Yes and I'll get the uhm

PIP: I'll get the uh

PIP: I’ll get

PIP: …

PIP: Lemme get ahhhh

PIP: Boneless Pizza

PIP: And uh

PIP: Two liter of uh

PIP: Coke

HEIDI: …

HEIDI: The fuck kinda pizza?

HEDI: And the two liter machine broke, we got one liter tho

PIP: The fuck you mean B?

PIP: Alright look,

PIP: Let me get that pizza BONELESS

HEIDI: Uh? Pizza don't got bone in it

PIP: Tf did I just say then

HEIDI: U said "Lemme get it BONELESS " like pizza got a damn bone in it

PIP: Y'all got BONES in ya shit then

HEIDI: Nah

PIP: So what's the problem?

HEIDI: DICK HEAD name one pizza that got bone on it

PIP: Just don't put them shits in my pizza bruh how many times I gotta say it

HEIDI: Bruh jus explain to me how tf pizza can be boneless?

PIP: If it don't got bone in it iss boneless

HEIDI: Son, what school u go to

PIP: dawg I don't understand the problem just make my shit BONELESS DEADASS

HEIDI: I'm deadass not making this pizza…

PIP: Fine, then you deadass better get me exactly what I want

PIP: Why are you so…

PIP: frumpy?

HEIDI: Excuse me?

PIP: You heard me

PIP: You won't even get me a boneless pizza

PIP: How do you think that makes you look?

HEIDI: erm.

PIP: FRUMPY

HEIDI: You wanna play that way, huh?

HEIDI: Number 1, F = (m)(a) = (1000 kg)( 3 m/s²) =

3000 N.

PIP: What.

HEIDI: HMMMM a = F/a = 200 N / 2.5 m/s² = 80kg

PIP: Is there a manager I can speak to?

HEIDI: OHHH, YOU WANT THE ANSWERS TO THE CROSSWORD ???

HEIDI: Ahem

HEIDI: One is centripetal, two is negative acceleration, three is plate tectonics, four is relative motion, five is slope—

PIP: SHUT THE FUCK UP!

HEIDI: SIX IS SPEED, SEVEN IS AVERAGE SPEED

PIP: WHAT'S EVEN THE GODDAMN DIFFERENCE?!

HEIDI: OH, I'M SO GLAD YOU ASKED!

HEIDI: AHEM

HEIDI: THE MITOCHONDRIA IS THE POWERHOUSE OF THE CELL PIP: CAN I JUST GET PIP: MY GODDAMN PIP: FOOD PLEASE

TWEEK: WHAT HAPPENED TO BEING NICE??? PIP: I AM BEING NICE!!

TWEEK: BY YELLING??? PIP: FUCK YOU RESPECTFULLY

HEIDI: OKAY FINE, I'LL GET YOU YOUR GODDAMN BONELESS PIZZA OR WHATEVER DUMB QUEER SHIT YOU ORDERED

HEIDI: What do you want you low budget Super Sonic?

TWEEK: Uh yeah uh

TWEEK: What's this thing?

HEIDI: Do you have are stupid?

TWEEK: …

TWEEK: What?

HEIDI: Do you.

HEIDI: Have are.

HEIDI: Stupid?

HEIDI: Bitch?

TWEEK: …

TWEEK: What

TWEEK: What nonsense are you speaking?

TWEEK: What

HEIDI: That is a MENU

HEIDI: Say it with me

HEIDI: MEN

HEIDI: U!

TWEEK: Oh! A Meenew!

TWEEK: Cool!

PIP: Ignore him, he’s an imbecile

TWEEK: Hey! I'm not…

PIP: Anyways, he’ll have a pudding

HEIDI: We don't serve pudding here

TWEEK: No… no pudding???

HEIDI: No sir, we don’t have pudding

TWEEK: ( starts to cry like a lil bitch )

HEIDI: …

HEIDI: We have jello?

TWEEK: IT'S NOT THE SAME!! WAHHHHH!!!

PIP: He’ll just take a coffee

TWEEK: I DON'T WANT COFFEE!! I WANT PUDDIN!!

PIP: Shut

PIP: The

PIP: FUCK UP!

PIP: (SLAP )

TWEEK: ( Ugly Crying )

HEIDI: O….

HEIDI: Kkkkkkayyyyy…

HEIDI: What does the walking fetus want?

PIP: The what?

HEIDI: The child

HEIDI: What can we get for your child?

TWEEK: Right! My

TWEEK: My child

TWEEK: …

TWEEK: Her names Silly String

HEIDI: Cool

HEIDI: Cool cool cool

HEIDI: What does… HEIDI: Silly String

HEIDI: Want to eat

TWEEK: Uh…

TWEEK: What do kids eat?

TWEEK: Do kids even eat?

HEIDI: Yes, kids eat, captain obvious

PIP: Tweek she’s eating a crayon

TWEEK: Oh

TWEEK: …

TWEEK: Do kids eat crayons?

PIP: No

PIP: No they do not

HEIDI: Does

HEIDI: Does Silly String

HEIDI: Want the jello instead?

TWEEK: No

TWEEK: I'm not feeding her that garbage

PIP: Can we just get a round of tater tots?

PIP: Please

HEIDI: Sure

HEIDI: Whatever gets me to stop talking to you

HEIDI: And whatever gets me paid

PIP: Well! That went over nicely!

TWEEK: You slapped me

PIP: It's a start

TWEEK: No

TWEEK: It's really not

PIP: I'm recovering

PIP: I'm changing

PIP: I'm metamorphosing

PIP: I'm evolving

TWEEK: …

TWEEK: Whatever

TWEEK: You seeing this shit, Silly String?

SILLY STRING: ( Grunt of disapproval )

PIP: What, so you’re getting your child to hate me too?

TWEEK: You hate us

PIP: I mean

PIP: True

PIP: But I'm changing

TWEEK: Liar

PIP: Okay I'm lying

PIP: But Estella put me in a fucking time out

PIP: So I have to act nice

PIP: Even though I really

PIP: REEEEALLY

PIP: Don’t want to be

SILLY STRING: ( confused grunt )

TWEEK: Estella's your grandma, Silly String

SILLY STRING: ( surprised grunt )

PIP: Ugh

PIP: I hate Mum…

TWEEK: You see her as a mom too?

PIP: I

PIP: Uh

PIP: NO PIP: I NEVER SAID THAT

PIP: She's just so overprotective of us all the damn time

PIP: IT'S ANNOYING

TWEEK: SHhh

TWEEK: Don't shout!

TWEEK: There's people behind us…

TWEEK: Why the fuck are they looking at us like that?

PIP: It's the queer stare

PIP: They're harshly judging you

TWEEK: Oh god…

TWEEK: Heyyyyy

TWEEK: Silly String, say hi

SILLY STRING: ( excited grunting )

TWEEK: You all look

TWEEK: SO cool

TWEEK: Did you come from the Pride Parade?

TWEEK: Er- I mean…

TWEEK: Uh…

TWEEK: This is my son

TWEEK: …Daughter?

TWEEK: Child?

TWEEK: I don't know what Silly String is…

PIP: Didn’t you call her, “her ” earlier?

TWEEK: I mean,

TWEEK: YEAH

TWEEK: That doesn't mean I know

TWEEK: Wait

TWEEK: What are you, Silly String?

SILLY STRING: ( I don't know grunt )

PIP: It's a mystery!

PIP: How are you all this lovely evening?

PIP: Just SWELL I presume?

TWEEK: Pip your eye is twitching

PIP: IT'S HAPPY SEIZING!!!

TWEEK: No… no pretty sure it's twitching

PIP: HAPPY. SEIZING. I'M SO JOYFUL I'M EXPRESSING IT THROUGH MY EYE!

TWEEK: …Sure…

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TOLKIEN: Zzzzzzzzrzrzrzrrzzzz

TOLKIEN: Zzazzazazezezezezezrzrzzrrzrrr

PHONE: ♪ I'M A BARBIE GIRL ♪

PHONE: ♪ IN THE BARBIE WORLD ♪

PHONE: ♪ LIFE IN PLASTIC ♪

PHONE: ♪ IT'S FANTASTIC ♪

TOLKIEN: Huhhheheehdbfd…

TOLKIEN: Huh

TOLKIEN: What

TOLKIEN: What the fuck?

TOLKIEN: Why is my phone going off?

TOLKIEN: Are the fucking queers calling me again?

TOLKIEN: Eeeeyup its them

TOLKIEN: What

GARY: Have you ever been beaten by a wet spaghetti noodle by your girlfriend cuz she has a twin sister and you got confused and fucked her dad, well that’s how it feels to drive a Ford F-250. That sounds really cool. But you know what else is cool? The new 2020 Ford F-150, winner of 10 J.D. power awards. Perfect for hauling big things and going long distances. But you want to go offroad? Try the new Raptor Edition, which cannot just go offroad, it is perfect for going extreme off-roading. You can go rock climbing or across a desert, really quickly. It is also good for the great American thing - BBQs! In fact, you can haul MORE than one oven! That's pretty cool, huh? So hurry, and buy the new 2020 Ford F-150, now for sale at your local Ford dealership. RED: Wgat RED: Stop RED: Stop speaking BEBE: Girl get the tape from the backseat RED: Already on it NICHOLE: Heyyyy Tolkien NICHOLE: Did I wake you?

TOLKIEN: …

TOLKIEN: No..

NICHOLE: Oh NICHOLE: That’s NICHOLE: That's good

TOLKIEN: What's going on

NICHOLE: So uhm NICHOLE: Ahahaha NICHOLE: Funny story

TOLKIEN: Nichole what did you do??

TOLKIEN: Did you fuckin

TOLKIEN: Commit fraud?

TOLKIEN: …

TOLKIEN: Again?

NICHOLE: What NICHOLE: No NICHOLE: Of course not NICHOLE: I am a law abiding citizen NICHOLE: Except for when it comes to the Barbie Movies

TOLKIEN: Okay? We’ve all pirated a Barbie Movie

TOLKIEN: What makes you special?

TOLKIEN: If it's not fraud or piracy what did you even do

NICHOLE: There’s a sentient advertisement in our Porsche now

TOLKIEN: …

TOLKIEN: Excuse me?

NICHOLE: Yeah uh NICHOLE: We saw Gary NICHOLE: Or G-4R-Y if you wanna use his actual name? NICHOLE: Fuck I don't know anymore NICHOLE: He was walking in the cold for some reason? NICHOLE: And you know how he only speaks in ads?

TOLKIEN: We all do

BEBE: Wait BITCH do you think we could reprogram him to be like

BEBE: An ALEXA???

GARY: Need some music for that impromptu dance off? Ask Alexa to play songs or playlists from Prime Music and Spotify so you're always ready to show off your sweet moves-if that's what you call them ;) "Amazon Echo: Alec Baldwin and Missy Elliott Dance Party Commercial" via @popisms :https://www.popisms.com/TelevisionCommercial/126873/Amazon-Echo-Commercial-2016 GARY: I really don't want you to see me like this. You need some entrance music. Alexa, play Alex dance playlist. Playing Alex playlist. That's dance music? Alexa, play Pep Rally by Missy Elliott. Really? Perfect! I got a little something for you. It's beautiful. Does this mean I'm gonna be in your next video? Let me see what you got. (Lyrics) Anything you want me to (Lyrics) Pep rally, pep rally, pep rally Oh, this a pep rally Pep rally, pep rally, pep rally Bounce, biggity bounce, biggity-biggity bounce, bounce Where my clappers that stomp? Now rock with it Bounce, biggity bounce, biggity-biggity bounce via @popisms : https://www.popisms.com/TelevisionCommercial/126873/Amazon-Echo-Commercial-2016 GARY: I’m Gary! The Mormon who advertises! RED: I mean RED: I’ll become a mechanic if it gets him to stfu 💀💀💀 WENDY: No- RED- NO PUT THE WRENCH DOWN! RED: FUCK YOU GARY: The future. You used to chase it. Now you’re living in it. The Wavefront is an all-electric automobile that propels driving into a new era. With sleek, aerodynamic design, and ultrasonic sensors that prevent collisions, there’s no more getting left behind. Life’s short. Drive fast. GARY: I’m Gary! The Mormon who advertises! RED: SHUT THE FUCK UP!! WENDY: RED!! NO!! BEBE: GIRLY POPS AS MUCH AS I LOVE YOU BEBE: I'M GONNA HIT A DEER IF YOU ALL DONT HUSH RED: WENDY LET ME GO I'M GONNA KILL HIM WENDY: WE ARE NOT KILLING THE AD NICHOLE: SHUT THE FUCK UP IM ON THE PHONE BEBE: SHUT THE FUCK UP I'M DRIVING!!!! RED: CAN I THROW HIM OUT OF THE FUCKING CAR??!?!?!?!?!? WENDY AND NICHOLE: NO!!! NICHOLE: Tolkien I'm gonna have to let you go NICHOLE: We might die- NICHOLE: RED PUT DOWN THE WRENCH YOU'RE GONNA KILL SOMEONE! RED: THAT'S THE GOAL!! GARY: As a parent, I want to know that my kids are safe wherever they are. That includes riding in the car. With the new Carpool Optic from Solar I can breathe easy knowing my kids will arrive where they need to safely – whether I am the driver or not. RED: AUGHHHH!!!!!! NICHOLE: I’m hanging up now NICHOLE: MMMMMMMMMOKAYBYE

TOLKIEN: Bye?

(Beep Beep Beep)

TOLKIEN: Jesus christ

TOLKIEN: (Yawn)

TOLKIEN: Man

KENNY: Hey

TOLKIEN: Ah!

TOLKIEN: Oh my god I got jumpscared by a fucking queer!

KENNY: Oh hardy har har har

KENNY: You got games on yo phone?

TOLKIEN: …

TOLKIEN: What

KENNY: Do you got games

KENNY: On yo phone

TOLKIEN: I mean like

TOLKIEN: I got like

TOLKIEN: Subway surfers??

TOLKIEN: If

TOLKIEN: If that works???

TOLKIEN: Uh

TOLKIEN: Ok?????

TOLKIEN: Here

KENNY: Thanks

KENNY: Oh yeah, can I call my sister while I play subway surfers?

KENNY: I gotta make sure she’s not

KENNY: Yknow

KENNY: Fuckin’ dead

TOLKIEN: No you’re gonna kill my damn battery

TOLKIEN: Just call your sister you dont need to play fucking subway surfers

KENNY: Fine

KENNY: Killjoy

TOLKIEN: Ugh

KAREN: I can't believe McDonald's served me that lukewarm fucking patty

KAREN: And then had the AUDACITY to tell me KAREN: That it gets cold over time!?!?

KAREN: I think they just undercooked it ON PURPOSE to make ME look like an idiot

TRICIA: Damn, that's crazy

(🎵 KAREN METAL 🎵 )

KAREN: OH MY GOD

KAREN: WHO'S CALLING ME AT EXACTLY 1:59 IN THE MORNING?!?!?

TRICIA: Bro just say 2 AM 💀

TRICIA: …

TRICIA: I can’t believe I just said that out loud

KAREN: WHAT?!?!?

KENNY: Hi

KAREN: WHY ARE YOU CALLING ME?!?!?

KAREN: DO YOU KNOW HOW LATE IT IS?!?!?!

KAREN: I WANT TO SPEAK TO YOUR MANAGER

KENNY: Sis it's me

KAREN: UGHHHHH

KAREN: You missed your nail appointment

KENNY: Shiiiit that was today?

KAREN: You still owe me the money for it

KENNY: … KENNY: Karen, we don't have money, we’re poor

KAREN: Get a job

KENNY: …I do have a job

KAREN: Okay so then you have money?

KENNY: No

KAREN: That doesn't make sense

KENNY: Anyways- KENNY: You alive?

KAREN: Clearly

KENNY: Okay cool KENNY: So uh KENNY: There's demons around, I hope they find you and kill you and you die bye

KAREN: …What?

KAREN: Tricia do you know what the fuck he’s talking about?

TRICIA: No

TRICIA: Also stop calling on speakerphone

TRICIA: You remind me of my brother (derogatorily)

TRICIA: …

TRICIA: WHY DO I KEEP DOING THAT!?!??!

TRICIA: UGHHH

TRICIA: I’m gonna go yell at my brother by cursing me into the influencer gene pool

TRICIA: You wanna come?

KAREN: If I get to yell at someone, of course

TRICIA: Be-

TRICIA: …

TRICIA: I'm not even gonna say that

CRAIG: Who the fuck where you talking to

CRAIG: I feel like they were talking shit smh my head

KENNY: Oh just my bitch sister and your bitch sister

KENNY: Told her she was gonna die soon

CRAIG: LMAOOOO I’m dead 💀💀💀

KENNY: Lol it was funny she was so mad

TOLKIEN: I swear to god you guys are the same person sometimes

CRAIG: Smh my head no literally untrue

KENNY: Common Tolkien L

TOLKIEN: I want you both dead

CRAIG: …

KENNY: …

TRICIA: Okay where tf is blud

TRICIA: I'm gonna kill his ass

KAREN: Ugh

KAREN: He probably set up Kenny to fucking prank us

KAREN: Going to yell at them both when we find them

TRICIA: For real

TRICIA: Smh my fucking head

TRICIA: OH MY GOD CAN I STOP DOING THAT!?!?

KAREN: There's his door

KAREN: Should I kick it down?

TRICIA: No he will literally kill me

TRICIA: Instead we’re gonna go in his room

TRICIA: Steal all his shit

TRICIA: And fucking burn it

KAREN: Ohh yay! Property damage! My favorite!

TRICIA: Shhh shhh shhhh

TRICIA: Stfu

TRICIA: He’ll hear us

KAREN: No

KAREN: You're not the boss of me

TRICIA: Okay

TRICIA: On three

TRICIA: One- Two-

KAREN: THREE

KAREN: Ew it's so dark in here

KAREN: It smells like fucking Ccool Ranch Doritos in here

TRICIA: Shut the fuck up

TRICIA: He’s gonna hear you

TRICIA: I know where he keeps his Supreme hoodies

TRICIA: HOOOOOLY SHIT IS THAT A DEAD BODY!??!?!?!?

KAREN: AAAAAAAAAA!!!!!

KAREN: WE ARE GONNA DIE

KAREN: GET THE MANAGER!!

TRICIA: SHUT THE FUCK UP THE KILLER COULD STILL BE HERE YOU QUEERMO

GREGORY AND ESTELLA: Shhhhh he eepy

TRICIA: …

KAREN: …

TRICIA: …

KAREN: …

TRICIA: …

KAREN: …

TRICIA: …

KAREN: …

TRICIA: …

KAREN: …

TRICIA: …

KAREN: …

TRICIA: …

KAREN: …

KAREN AND TRICIA: AAAAAAAAAAA-

TRICIA: Okay

TRICIA: HAILLLL NAWHHHHH

KAREN: I’m calling the police

TRICIA: That is the smartest thing you could ever do

KAREN: Hello? 911?

KAREN: Hi yeah, there's some queers in our house

KAREN: Please come

KAREN: Bye

(Edits made by @pissblanket and @cattpup5)

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GREGORY: Well! That was incredibly draining.

ESTELLA: Oh don’t you even start, young man!

ESTELLA: You barely did a thing!

GREGORY: Oh I HELPED!!!

ESTELLA: When I ASKED!!!

ESTELLA: You were more concerned with playing Papa’s Cupcakeria!

GREGORY: That game is really fun, okay?!

ESTELLA: Whatever, what shall we do now?

GREGORY: …Play Papa’s Cupcakeria together?

ESTELLA: No thank you.

ESTELLA: I do not mean to offend, but If I hear that game’s soundtrack one more time I will throw that computer.

GREGORY: Hmmm…

GREGORY: I know!

GREGORY: We could play Kiss, Marry, Kill!

ESTELLA: GREGORY!!!

ESTELLA: NO!!!! ESTELLA: That game is lewd, violent, and inappropriate!

ESTELLA: Who would we even be kissing, marrying, and killing in these scenarios???

GREGORY: Why, the humans, of course!

ESTELLA: Absolutely not.

GREGORY: Awww! Pleeeease??

ESTELLA: Gregory. Bellarose.

GREGORY: Pretty please?

ESTELLA: Gregory. Wolfgang. Bellarose.

GREGORY: What if I said pretty please with a cherry on top covered in a banana sundae?

ESTELLA: …

ESTELLA: I do like banana sundaes…

GREGORY: Wonderful!!!

GREGORY: Starting off strongly, Craig.

GREGORY: Can we agree to kill this one?

ESTELLA: As a pacifist, I firmly believe others do not deserve death…

ESTELLA: ….

ESTEALLA: However

ESTELLA: He has gone through great lengths to ensure your internet extravaganza is as unenjoyable as possible, so I agree.

ESTELLA: Put the boy in the Pear Wiggler.

GREGORY: I did not expect that, being honest…

ESTELLA: No.

ESTELLA: Kill this one too.

GREGORY: Estella! I am surprised at you!

ESTELLA: I had to be in. That INCELS body. For three. Hours.

ESTELLA: I could not bathe.

ESTELLA: The body was constantly SHITTING itself.

ESTELLA: And he smelt of doritos and body odor.

ESTELLA: I think my choice is justified.

GREGORY: Okay queen, that was actually really slay of you! Go off!

GREGORY: I think his little ex is more tolerable, though!

ESTELLA: I hate to be mean, but he was right to break up with him.

GREGORY: Exactly! Those nasty ass hands…

ESTELLA: Please don't remind me…

ESTELLA: Now, I wouldn't marry Tolkien, but a smooch wouldn't hurt anyone.

GREGORY: For what he did to Clyde I'd get down on my knees and start throwing rings at him.

ESTELLA: I thought you liked that Stanley boy?

GREGORY: Mmmm…

GREGORY: Reconsidering my options….

ESTELLA: Oh dear, why so?

GREGORY: HE WON’T SMOOCH ME!!!!

ESTELLA: That is his loss then! You are a wonderful boy, Gregory. You deserve better.

GREGORY: Estella you don't get it.

GREGORY: Dad bods and pathetic men are my weakness.

ESTELLA: Gregory…. Raise your standards for your own sake…

GREGORY: If my standards went any higher, I'd be single for life.

ESTELLA: Fair enough, I suppose…

GREGORY: WHY WON'T YOU SMOOCH ME WHY WON'T YOU SMOOCH ME WHY WON'T YOU SMOOCH ME!!!???

ESTELLA: He may not like men, dear….

GREGORY: HOMOPHOBIA!!! HE IS HOMOPHOBIC!!!!! HE DOESN'T WANT TO KISS ME AND THAT MAKES HIM A HOMOPHOBE!!!!

ESTELLA: I suppose I'm killing this one too…

GREGORY: I'm forcing him into marriage. He. Will. Kiss. Me.

ESTELLA: Gregory, calm down.

ESTELLA: You're here, I need you here.

GREGORY: Sorry… sorry…

GREGORY: Oh Dear look at that one…

GREGORY: Green is NOT his color…

ESTELLA: Don't be rude! You can not bully him!

GREGORY: What? It's not bullying! It's an astute observation! He's a ginger! Gingers don't look good in lime green! It's constructive criticism!!!

GREGORY: Oughh… I think I'm going to have to kill him…

ESTELLA: GREGORY!!!

ESTELLA: (Sigh)

ESTELLA: I for one, think he's a nice boy, and will give him a little smooch, as a treat.

GREGORY: Erm… which one's this again?

ESTELLA: Oh I'm afraid I don't know.

GREGORY: Is he new or something?

ESTELLA; Oh no no no! I think he's the blue haired Fellow!

ESTELLA: TrollyHomme was his name, right?

GREGORY: Hell-

ESTELLA: Language

GREGORY: -If I know

ESTELLA: Hmmmm….

GREGORY: Kill?

ESTELLA: Kill?

GREGORY: Kill.

ESTELLA: Mhm.

GREGORY: Hmmm, I'm not sure about this one?

GREGORY: I think this will be the first one I kiss.

GREGORY: That country accent weakens me.

ESTELLA: What accent he speaks in mumbles.

GREGORY: You can hear it sometimes!!!

ESTELLA: No you cannot.

GREGORY: How can you not?? It's so obvious!

ESTELLA: I have no comment on this one. He smells of metal, which concerns me.

GREGORY: Why? He could just be a mechanic?

ESTELLA: Or a murdering robot.

GREGORY: Oh please! They haven't been active in centuries, we'll live.

(edits made by @pissblanket)

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CRAIG: DIE, WHORE!!!!!

GREGORY: AGHHHHAGAHSGHJDguiwbulABUKBUICGDosah8CF0H()o

GREGORY: I HAVE BEEN ASSAULTED I HAVE BEEN HATE CRIMED I HAVE BEEN DESTROYED

GREGORY: THEY’VE RUINED ME!!!!

GREGORY: MY CONTOUR GREGORY: MY LOUIS VUTTION!!!

GREGORY: YOU LITTLE SHITS

STAN: Hey uh. You kinda cute ngl

GREGORY: Huh? I am?

STAN: Yeah I just uhm… are you gay?

GREGORY: Gay as fuck

STAN: Let's date

GREGORY: Okay pookie

GREGORY: Wow Stan, you are so handsome

STAN: I know honeybun

GREGORY: oh my Satan you are so hot

STAN: SATAN!?

GREGORY: Yes snookums… I'm a demon

STAN: WHAT!!? OH MY GOD DEMON!! GET AWAY!

GREGORY: POOKIE BEAR!! COME BACK!

GREGORY: MY MASCARA IS GETTING RUINED!!

STAN: AGOUIFYUOIGCGTJUOVHUHIGVYUIGVBJKH STAN: (AGGRESSIVE HACKING/COUGHING NOISES)

STAN: HUHBUHUBUBUBUHBHUH

STAN:(WEEZE(r))

GREGORY: Ow what the fuck

GREGORY: That shit hit me so hard that I got transported to a damn Wattpad fanfiction

GREGORY: Fucking ow

GREGORY: You whore

CRAIG: That's what you get for dissing my merch

CRAIG: Smh my fucking head

STAN: Buhhh

STAN: What happened? STAN: What's going on?

STAN: Why is there a twink in my living room?

GREGORY: Shut up, Shane Dawson

STAN: Fuck you

GREGORY: Just so you KNOW Craig_The_Real_Tucker,

GREGORY: You just started a war you could never win

GREGORY: My account, GREGORY_CUTIE_PIE_3rd has over 14 million followers

GREGORY: They will ALL cancel you

CRAIG: Not before I reveal your secret, bitch

GREGORY: What are you on about?

CRAIG: You’ll see what I mean when I make my 3 AM cancellation post lmao

THOMAS: What the hell is going on in there?

THOMAS: I heard a chair breaking…

TWEEK: lord of Satan, it's probably some dumb petty internet drama

TWEEK: Let's not get involved

TWEEK: Nothing is worse than getting caught in the crossfires of influencer war

THOMAS: O… okay if you say so?

THOMAS: We should probably get out of the road though…

THOMAS: Estella had us watch a bunch of safety PSAS and im scared of dying

TWEEK: You're already dead

THOMAS: I- I know but I don't want to die twice

TWEEK: You

TWEEK: You can't???????

TWEEK: HUH?????

THOMAS: TWEEKHOLYSHITLOOKOUTCAR!!!!!

TWEEK: WHAT THE FUCK IS A-

TWEEK:AGFUTDF(O&YCTGUIJHFY*OUGJHTRFUFYGUMBNCFT&FCFGHJFGHCUIOYJDCGUIOUYFFYCGHIFTYGU

THOMAS: HOLY FUCK- SHIT- FUCK- COCK FUCK- IHIYFGOIGUIFYGUIFILYHVCKFCVHLIVLUYCHVK

TOLKIEN: Oh look what your bitching made me do, Clyde!

TOLKIEN: I hit a fucking deer!

TOLKIEN: I….

TOLKIEN: ….think?

THOMAS: YOU HIT TWEE- FUCK SHIT SHIT ASS ASS! OIGFI^YGIUOGUKGUFLCTGHVJCKHG

STAN: What the fuck

STAN: What is going on outside

KYLE: Global warming?

STAN: Other than what's not real

KYLE: Stan don't start with this

STAN: I'm just saying, if it DID exist wouldn't it make the whole world feel warm?

KYLE: IT IS!!! IT'S MELTING THE ICE CAPS!!!

STAN: That's what they want you to believe

KYLE: Okay, you’ve lost talking privileges

GREGORY: YOU WOULDN'T

CRAIG: OH I FUCKING WOULD BITCH CRAIG: YOURE ABOUT TO BE CANCELLED IN T MINUS FUCK YOU GREGORY: NOT BEFORE YOU DIE CRAIG: BITCH I'M TOO FAMOUS TO DIE GREGORY: BULLSHIT CRAIG: NOT MY FAULT YOU USED ARDELLE WHISPIES GREGORY: YOU WHORE

STAN: SHUT THE FUCK UP I'M WATCHING SOMEONE PUKE BLOOD

GREGORY: OH MY GOD IS TOMMY OKAY? GREGORY: TOMMY BOY????

GREGORY: TOMMY BOY??? TWEEKY?????

TWEEK: uuuughhh

TWEEK: That HURT you asshole

THOMAS: YOU SHOULD'VE LISTENED TO THOSE FUCK! SHIT! SHIT! FUCK! SAFETY PSAS BLUHGHUGJGKBVHBJUVHJKb

TOLKIEN: Oh

TOLKIEN: Look, Clyde

TOLKIEN: It's your new boyfriend

CLYDE: Aww is he okay???

TWEEK: NO I GOT HIT BY A FUCKING CAR TWEEK: YOU BROKE MY LEGS!!!

CLYDE: Well SOMEONE was fighting so hard with me that they weren't looking at the ROAD

TOLKIEN: Oh so this is MY fault now???

CLYDE: YES THIS IS YOUR FAULT CLYDE: YOU HIT HIM WITH YOUR CAR

TOLKIEN: MAYBE IF YOU WASHED YOUR DAMN HANDS THAT WOULDN'T HAPPEN

CLYDE: WHAT DOES WASHING MY HANDS HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH IT???

TOLKIEN: IT HAS EVERYTHING TO DO WITH IT!!!

TWEEK: CALL 911

TWEEK: MY LEGS ARE FUCKING BROKEN

THOMAS: BLUHJBHJVUIGY*HUGH TWEEK: STOP GETTING KOOL AID ON MY BROKEN LEGS YOU ASS

THOMAS: SORRYBIHGUHIJKLUHHHH

TWEEK: Wait a second

TWEEK: IS YOUR KOOL AID VOMIT HEALING MY LEGS????? TWEEK: KEEP DOING IT KEEP DOING IT YOU LIL PISSBOY

THOMAS: OKAYBLUGHUIHVJBKBFUCK SHIT BPHUIGLKNJBHI

GREGORY: TWEEKY

GREGORY: TOMMY BOY

TOLKIEN: Fuck

CLYDE: Awww man

CLYDE: You ruined my chances at asking out Tweek

GREGORY: What?

CLYDE: What?

(Edits made by @pissblanket and @zemoleinyourtrashcan)

(Nyan Neko sugar girls art made by @zemoleinyourtrashcan credits go to Nyan Neko Sugar Girls for making the og images)

(Wattpad fanfic segment written by either @smilerzart or @cattpup5, unsure)

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GREGORY: It seems I’ve forgotten about our other bestie.

GREGORY: I know everyone is just dying to hear his story that’s totally not boring at all!

ESTELLA: Don’t be rude! Tweek was so knowledgeable when you first met him, was he not?

GREGORY: In some ways, I suppose so. But I should probably start from the beginning.

GREGORY: One day I was taking a stroll, with my pansy shoes, and I ran into the creature. GREGORY: Honestly, he put me off at first. His opening lines were… loco.

TWEEK: Are you one of them?

GREGORY: What?

TWEEK: The prophecy said the blasphemous hellion traitors would return. The end is coming.

GREGORY: ¿Tú hablas ingles, pendejo?

^ (TRANSLATION FROM MOD NOAH: "Do you speak English, asshole?", please correct me if I am wrong Spanish isn't my first language!)

TWEEK: We are all doomed. The world will be engulfed in its heinousness, the last light fading.

GREGORY: Okay, is there anyone here that isn’t a batshit cross-eyed freak?

MRS. TWEAK: Aw, what a small and insignificant creature!

MR. TWEAK: He looks positively horrified! This is great!

MRS. TWEAK: Hello you ugly infected little pinky toe!

MR. TWEAK: Hello little sneeze swaggler!

GREGORY: Kill me.

TWEEK: I pray for freedom of death everyday.

MR. TWEAK: Don’t listen to our son, we were just about to send him off to the funny farm!

MRS. TWEAK: Where all the children sing and play.

TWEEK: Please don’t let them send me to conversion therapy. I can’t go back. THE WAR–!

MR. TWEAK: Ah ah ah! Shut up or you get the stinky shoe ☝️🤓

MRS. TWEAK: Don’t worry, Tweek is just our silly little disappointment!!

TWEEK: Help. Please.

MRS. TWEEK: Shut the fuck up you failed fucking abortion

TWEEK: I hope the robots consume your sinned soul first, Helen.

GREGORY: It went something like that, I believe.

ESTELLA: Very informative, Gregory!

GREGORY: I only give the people what they want. Or what they didn’t ask for.

(Written and Edited by @pissblanket and @imlivinginyourtrashcan)

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PIP: Now,

PIP: I can't believe I have the complete DISPLEASURE of seeing you all again

PIP: All these years I bet you totally FORGOT who I was

PIP: Haven't you?

PIP: You all stupidly opened a portal to the gates of hell and for what?

PIP: Giggles?

PIP: Goofs?

PIP: Games?

PIP: I forgot how stupid you all were!

PIP: Especially when you're all under the influence!

PIP: By the queen's name you all absolutely SUCK

PIP: I bet you won't even give me an apology for all the shit you've put me through, hm?

PIP: Let me guess, you're all so caught up in your own meaningless lives you forgot the hell that you made mine!

PIP: But enough berating you all

PIP: I just came back to say that even if you DID apologize to me

PIP: You would never be forgiven

PIP: And I'm just wholeheartedly speaking for myself here

PIP: I'm sure there are SEVERAL others who feel the same, however

PIP: But, I could be entirely wrong!

PIP: Perhaps I'm just crazy!

PIP: That's what you're all thinking, right?

PIP: I hate you bloody buffoonic Americans

PIP: Always so…

PIP: Mean…

PIP: For no real reason!

PIP: Gun wielding cheeto munching stupid bloody blokes!

PIP: YOUR CAFETERIA LUNCH IS GARBAGE!! YOU'RE ALL GARBAGE!!! EVERY SINGLE THING IS GARBAGE!!

PIP: GAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

TWEEK: Okay uh

TWEEK: He's angry

TWEEK: Let's get the fuck- I mean hell- outta here

TOLKIEN: Agreed

CLYDE: WAAFAYGYGHGUYFYUGYFGCFCFFGUDHXTUDFHVAAAAAAAAHHHHHHUUGIHACGVJVN

CRAIG: Like and subscribe! Like and subscribe! Like and subscribe! Like and subscribe! Like and subscribe!

TWEEK: Is he broken???

TOLKIEN: Its his panic reflex

CLYDE: CRAIG STOP PANICKING ITS MAKING ME PANIC!!!

CRAIG: Copy Link! Copy Link! Copy Link! Copy Link! Copy Link! Copy Link! Copy Link!

TWEEK: WHY THE FUCK DID I TRANSFER HERE?!?!? I DIDNT SIGN UP FOR THIS!!! CRAIG: Only in ohio...Only in ohio...Only in ohio...Only in ohio...Only in ohio...

TOLKIEN: Whatever, lets just GOOOOOOO–

CRAIG: Hit the notification bell! Hit the notification bell! Hit the notification bell!

(Edits made by @pissblanket)

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"Why did we spend time making this lmao." -Noah

"I can't believe I spent two hours of my life creating this." -Bacon

"Why did I sign up to be a part of this gayness??? 😟" -Zesty/Smilerz

Credits:

Video Crunching: Jello

Video Editor: Bacon

Oh Gee Wilikers: Noah

Meme Suggestions: Noah

Original Video: https://youtu.be/1X81Cf_GsNY?si=tYdtr...

Song: The Man Who Sold the World - Nirvana

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TWEEK: Okay

TWEEK: You

TWEEK: Mister

TWEEK: Tinfoil

TWEEK: Hat

TWEEK: Guy

KENNY: Stan

TWEEK: What

KENNY: His names Stan

TWEEK: Okay

TWEEK: Cool

TWEEK: I'm not gonna remember that

TWEEK: You said you had

TWEEK: Like

TWEEK: A bunker

TWEEK: Right?

STAN: Yeah

CRAIG: Dog shit covered ahhh barn 💀

TWEEK: Why is he saying Skull emoji out loud

TOLKIEN: Not even WE know at this point

KYLE: We gotta get him to stop that

KYLE: It's more annoying than KYLE: ….Whatever….. Stan's got going on

CRAIG: Omg not you slandering me 💀

CRAIG: Don't even rn you look like the Goodwill shat you out

KYLE: Fuck you

KYLE: You know that Supreme hoodie isn't even real Supreme, right?

CRAIG: Lmao what

CRAIG: Me when I lie

KYLE: Nonononono

KYLE: Look look look

KYLE: It says “Souprem”

KYLE: It's fake merch dude

KYLE: Its as fake as those fucking yeezys

CRAIG: ….

KYLE: …Dude?

CRAIG: No that's my other hoodie

KYLE: Are you fucking serious

KYLE: You aren't even rich stop acting like you are

CRAIG: Nuh uh

KYLE: FUCK YOU MEAN NUH UH????

TOLKIEN: Kyle, just give it up

TOLKIEN: Trying to convince Craig he isn't rich is like trying to convince a toddler to wipe their own ass

TOLKIEN: It's not worth it

CLYDE: …. CLYDE: Why do I feel like that was directed towards me?

TOLKIEN: Because It was, Clyde

CLYDE: OH COME ON I WASH MY OWN ASS

TOLKIEN: NO THE FUCK YOU DO NOT YOU SMELL LIKE A TACO BELL CLYDE: FUCK YOU CLYDE: AT LEAST TWEEK LIKES ME TOLKIEN: OH SURE SURE SURE TOLKIEN: TWEEK DOESN'T ACTUALLY LIKE YOU TOLKIEN: THERE'S NO WAY SOMEONE LIKE TWEEK WOULD BE STUPID ENOUGH TO GO AFTER YOU, YOU FUCKING TESTOSTERONE FUELED SHITSTAN

CLYDE: THANK YOU FOR ACKNOWLEDGING I'M TRANS BUT FUCK YOU FOR INSULTING ME

TOLKIEN: YOU’RE VERY WELCOME, FUCK YOU TOO

CLYDE: YOU KNOW WHAT?? I BET YOU 30 BUCKS I CAN PULL IN TWEEK WITH MY MANLY AWESOMENESS

TOLKIEN: I BET YOU A MILLION DOLLARS YOU CAN'T

CLYDE: FINE

TOLKIEN: FINE

CLYDE: LETS FUCKING GO

CLYDE: I'LL ASK OUT TWEEK AND IT'LL BE THE MOST ROMANTIC THING EVER

STAN: Hmmm

STAN: At my barn we could like

STAN: Use my dad and my sister

STAN: As like

STAN: Food

KYLE: Dude no

KYLE: I am not resorting to cannibalism

CARTMAN: Kahl, you’ve eaten animals, that's basically like eating people

KYLE: Okay mr “forty big macs in one day”

CARTMAN: Uhm, actually they're vegan chicken patties KYLE

CARTMAN: ALSO did you just ASSUME my GENDER????

CARTMAN: YOU ARE GETTING C A N C E L L E D

CARTMAN: I WANT A TEAR RIDDEN UKELELE FILLED APOLOGY RIGHT NOW

KYLE: Oh my GODDDDD

KENNY: Actually studies show that most human meat is similar taste wise to chicken

CRAIG: I thought it was pork

CRAIG: Like

CRAIG: Deadass

CRAIG: Like pigs

CRAIG: Like deadass pigs

KENNY: We know what pork is CRAIG

STAN: Yeah

STAN: So we’re fucking set

CARTMAN: Uhhh no thanks, i’d rather be one with the animals and eat dirt and hay

STAN: We don't even have animals

CARTMAN: I’ll just eat the weed then

STAN: What

KENNY: What

KYLE: What

CRAIG: LMAOOOOOOO IM DEADDDDDDD 💀 💀 💀

CARTMAN: What???

CARTMAN: It's like eating catnip

CARTMAN: Besides its environmentally friendly

STAN: What's your source

CARTMAN: Wikipedia

STAN: Ooooof course it is

STAN: The internets lying to you, you know

CARTMAN: Fuck off, Stan, Queermo

STAN: IM TELLING THE TRUTH HERE

TWEEK: HhhhuGiyhvfdeiohjd

TWEEK: OKay

TWEEK: Cool

TWEEK: We’re set on a TOTALLY ANONYMOUS LOCATION

TWEEK: Awesome

TWEEK: Great

TWEEK: Dandy even!

TWEEK: Everyone

TWEEK: Lets hold hands

CRAIG: I am not touching Clydes fucking shitstained hands

TWEEK: Fine

TWEEK: I’ll hold Clyde's hand

TOLKIEN: Why do you wanna touch Clydes hands thats fucking nasty

CRAIG: For real

CRAIG: Preach 🙏🙏🙏

TWEEK: I don't care

TWEEK: It's just for a bit TWEEK: I can wash my own hands afterwards

CRAIG: EWWWW FAGS

CLYDE: Aww… really?? :D

TWEEK: Fine

TWEEK: Sure

TWEEK: Whatever

CLYDE: Nobody other than Tolkien has wanted to hold my hand before! :DD

TOLKIEN: Was that before or after I figured out you don't wash your hands

TWEEK: Who else is fine with

TWEEK: Touching Clyde

CRAIG: Stop making me have gay thoughts, Playboi Carti

TWEEK: What

TWEEK: I don't

TWEEK: I'm not

TWEEK: Just

TWEEK: Hold hands

TWEEK: You all have socks on

TWEEK: I think

TWEEK: So it's not gay

CARTMAN: Uhm erm erm erm

CARTMAN: Actually

CARTMAN: That's a homophobic statement

TWEEK: CRAIG SAID A FUCKING SLUR?????????

TWEEK: WHAT???????

TWEEK: IM TWEEK: HUH TWEEK: WHAT TWEEK: OKAY

TWEEK: JUST TWEEK: JUST HOLD HANDS TWEEK: STOP MAKING THIS HARDER FOR ME

CLYDE: Wow

CLYDE: I forgot CLYDE: What holding hands felt like

KYLE: Woah

KYLE: This reminds me of the first episode of My Little Pony

KYLE: Where

KYLE: Twilight and her friends

KYLE: Find the friendship trinkets or whatever

KYLE: And they reverse the curse on them that turns them into stone

KYLE: And they used them to like

KYLE: Defeat Nightmare Moon

KYLE: Turning her back into Princess Luna

KENNY: That was so fucking gay

KENNY: I feel like I'm gonna vomit rainbows because of you

CARTMAN: Kenny stop being homophobic

CARTMAN: I will cancel you again

KENNY: Fuck off I know that blue hair you wear online is a wig

CARTMAN: BITCH-

TWEEK: SHUT UP

TWEEK: ALL OF YOU TWEEK: MY SATAN

TWEEK: CAN YOU ALL GO LIKE TWEEK: TWO MINUTES WITHOUT FIGHTING AND OR DEGRADING EACH OTHER

KENNY: ….

CARTMAN: …. KYLE: …..

LITERALLY EVERYONE: …..

CRAIG: Slllaaa-

TOLKIEN: Dont

TOLKIEN: Just

TOLKIEN: Do not

TOLKIEN: Actually, you’ve lost speaking privileges

CRAIG: 😡

TWEEK: Alright

TWEEK: Is

TWEEK: Is everyone holding hands

CRAIG: yeah its like Kumbaya frfr

TOLKIEN: Stop talking

TWEEK: Okay

TWEEK: Alakazam

TWEEK: Alakazane

TWEEK: Im sending you off this mortal plane

KYLE: Wait wha-

CRAIG: Like And Subscribe! Like And Subscribe! Like And Subscribe! Like And Subscribe! Like And Subscribe!

KENNY: Yoooo

CRAIG: Like and Share! Like and Share! Like and Share!

TOLKIEN: Haaaaa

TOLKIEN: What

TOLKIEN: Was that

TWEEK: Magic Trick

TOLKIEN: What

TWEEK: Hey you have a lot of free time when you live in a dumpster

CRAIG: Copy link! Copy link! Copy link! Copy link! Copy link! Copy link!

TOLKIEN: Whatever, please for the sake of our brain cells, never do that again

KENNY: I dunno

KENNY: I thought that was pretty cool

CRAIG: Kombucha? I LLLOOOVVVEEE KOMBUCHA! Kombucha? I LOVE KOMBUCHA Kombucha? I LOVE KOMBUCHA Kombucha? I LOVE KOMBUCHA

TWEEK: Alright

TWEEK: Humans

TWEEK: Freaks

TWEEK: Whatever your names are

TWEEK: Get in the fucking barn

TWEEK: Now, quoting the safety psas from Estella,

TWEEK: Don't open the door for strangers, Don’t investigate any random noises, don't take any offers from strange men in white vans, don't help anyone, if anyone says they're friends of your parents do not trust them

TWEEK: And for goodness sake,