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Hank: Is anyone going to tell me WTF is going on in here?!
Connor: It’s kind of complicated, but Sixty—
Hank: Got it. Forget I asked.
Rupert: I’m thinking about becoming an author. Which kind of writing do you think pays the best?
Sixty: Ransom notes.
Kamski: Perfect beings with infinite intelligence, and now they have free will… Machines are so superior to us—
Sixty: You’re right. Because you blink, you’ve never even seen a whole movie before.
Kamski: Where did you come from
Sixty: You poor, impoverished filmgoer. Restricted and limited by the need to moisten your eyeballs.
Kamski: I am so inclined to revise my earlier statement.
@veilder I want you to know, from the bottom of my heart, that your tags are a source of boundless, never ending joy
Gavin: *is being his usual canon self*
Connor: I wish you could block people in real life.
Hank, eating a donut: You could get a restraining order?
Sixty: Mm, yes, or murder.
Hank:ಠ_ಠ
Sixty: Murder is not necessarily off the table.
Fowler, from across the room: IT IS IN THIS PRECINCT
Lucy: Telling the future
Sixty: What’s your favorite power?
Sixty:Wait
Lucy:
Sixty: That was good, bro
Sixty: Hank yelled at me.
Sixty: Apparently I’m “immature,” “arrogant,” and “Sixty.”
Sixty: That last one was just my name, but you should have heard the way he said it—
Lucy: Telling the future
Sixty: What’s your favorite power?
Sixty:Wait
Lucy:
Sixty: That was good, bro
Sixty: Hank yelled at me.
Sixty: Apparently I’m “immature,” “arrogant,” and “Sixty.”
Sixty: That last one was just my name, but you should have heard the way he said it—
