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Responses to “I would die for you.”
Stilton and Werrley: Please don’t!!
Dharin: Then    p e r i s h
Dana: Cool.
Gwen: You will!
Greyl: I would die for you first…

 

Gwen: Lol look at that idiot

Gwen: *realizes it’s Stilton* wAIT THAT’S MY IDIOT

 

Gwen: *kills them with kindness*

Stilton: *kills them with sweetness and extreme music skillz*

Greyl: *kills them with intelligence*

Werrley: *kills them with cuteness*

Dana: *either actually kills them with herbs or saves them with herbs, depending on her mood*

Dharin: *actually kills them. Probably with a dagger.*

 

*Werrley and Stilton in an argument*

Gwen: Quiet!

*Arguing louder*

Gwen: QUIET!!!

*louder still*

Gwen: If you two don’t stop, I’m never making scones again!

Werrley and Stilton: please don’t. we’re being quiet. pleasepleaseplease

 

Werrley: *realizes the scones are gone*

Later…

Gwen: Werrley? Why are you pretending to be- OH MY GOSH YOU ACTUALLY FAINTED

 

Gwen: What state do you live in?

Dharin: *swishes cloak around himself dramatically and smirks*   Perfection.

Greyl: Denial

Stilton: Constant love for… a… person.

Werrley: I don’t live in a state, I live in a tree.

Dana: Exasperation

 

Stilton: *comes into room where Greyl is studying* I have a very important statement to make.

Greyl, who had expressly forbid anyone to bother him unless the house was burning down: *worriedly* Yes?

Stilton: *pauses for impact* I… love… BAKED CHICKEN WINGS

Greyl: What the actual heck-

Gwen and Werrley: *bust out laughing from behind door*

Stilton: We’re playing truth or dare!

Greyl: …

 

Filling out tax forms:

Dharin: Somehow works the form so he gets a $9,000 refund

Gwen and Werrley: Fills form out painstakingly and freaks out when they owe a minuscule amount

Greyl: Fills it out in 56 seconds flat

Stilton: Worries excessively that he’s forgetting something because he doesn’t want IRS conflict

Also Dharin: Doodles and makes dark jokes in the margins and ends up getting an audit backed by a SWAT team

 

Person: I hate you! You’re an idiot.

Greyl: *doesn’t look up from his books* Hm. That would be a problem if I cared. And that second statement depends on your definition of idiot.

 

(@esmeralda-gramilton Hyri, I’ll take a lemon tart! Lemon tarts are just as good as lemonade 😀 )

Werrley: When life gives you lemons, make lemonade!

Gwen: *pulling lemon scones out of the oven* Hm?

Greyl: Nah, throw ’em back at life as hard as you can.

Dana: Lemons actually have quite a bit of vitamin C… A cup of lemon juice has about 124% of the recommended daily amount of vitamin C. So, lemonade is the best option for getting as much of the nutritional value as you can.

Stilton: Lemon juice is good for your hair… I use it for that.

Dharin: Ha! All that is pathetic. Juice the lemons, then find somebody with a bunch of open wounds, and pour the juice all over ’em.

Everybody: *stares at him*

 

Stilton: Do you think I could fit three scones in my mouth?

Gwen: You’re a hazard to society.

Greyl: And a coward. Do four.

Dharin: *comes up with six scones* *shoves them one by one into his own mouth* *bows*

Stilton and Greyl: *applaud*

 

Gwen: I said “breathe if you love me” and Stilton started hyperventilating…

Stilton, getting lightheaded from excessive breathing: *hands Gwen a bouquet of roses*

 

Stilton: *wakes Gwen up in the middle of the night*

Gwen: Stilton, why are you crying?

Stilton: I had a dream about you… We were getting married…

Gwen: Aww…!

Stilton: Then you… you died… *starts crying more*

 

Greyl: I can’t find Werrley.

Gwen: *makes megaphone with hands* I’M MAKING SCONES

Werrley: *suddenly appears* You called?

 

Greyl: I can’t find Stilton.

Greyl: This calls for desperate measures.

Greyl: *makes megaphone with hands* GWENDOLYN FELL

Stilton: oh my gosh where is she is she ok oh gosh

 

Gwen: I can’t find Greyl…

Gwen: *makes megaphone with hands* SOMEBODY IS CHOPPING DOWN A TREE

Greyl, from other side of crowded room* THEY’RE DOING WHAT??

Gwen: There he is.

 

TOO MANY GOOD ONES I MUST STEAL AND USE

 

Dharin, meeting the main characters (Gwen, Greyl, Werrley, Dana, and Stilton) for the first time: So, who’s in charge here?

Stilton: Usually whoever can yell the loudest. So that’d be Greyl. But I mean… Gwendolyn is the one who makes us meals… and she’s kinda like our mom. So she’s kinda in charge. But everyone likes when I play my lute for them and sing bedtime songs, so they all look up to me. But also Werrley is the one who started this whole mission, so he should really be the one in charge. But Dana is the best with herbs and healing and stuff, and she’s really smart.

Dharin, who is used to an organized and structured rank of officers: *crying* please stop

 

@mayacat I love this one!! XD

Greyl: Okay, who broke the coffee machine?

Gwen: It was me. I did it.

Greyl: No it wasn’t. Stilton?

Stilton: Don’t look at me! look at Dana!

Dana: What? but I didn’t even break it!

Stilton: How did you even know it was broken?

Dana: Because Greyl set it down in front of us, and it’s broken, and he asked!

Stilton: Suspicious

Greyl: Werrley was the last one to use it

Werrley: No I wasn’t! I’m an owl! I can’t even run the thing!

Dana: Listen, let’s stop fighting and just let me pay for it.

Greyl: Stop trying to defend everyone!

Stilton: Gwen’s been awfully quiet…

Gwen: Wha-

Dharin: *in the corner filming an Instagram live* It was me. I broke it. It burned my hand so I punched it.

Dharin: I predict that in ten minutes, they’ll all be at each other’s throats with war paint on their faces and swords out.

 

Stilton: I can either bake these cookies for ten minutes at 400 degrees or one minute at 4000 degrees.

Gwen: I’m not sure that’s how it works. . .

Stilton: HOW ABOUT 4,000,000 DEGREES FOR ONE SECOND?!?!?!?!!!

Gwen: STILTON. NO.

Greyl: *getting excited* But what if he’s right??!

 

Dharin: Rules were made to be broken.

Gwen: Rules weren’t made to be broken, nothing was made to be broken.

Werrley: Glowsticks.

Dharin: Karate boards.

Greyl: Bones.

Dharin: Hearts.

Stilton: Spaghetti if you have a small pot.

Greyl: Windows.

Dana: Eggs.

Werrley: Tree branches that are in the way.

Dharin: 🙂 Rules.

 

@kayla-skywriter DID YOU SEE THIS ONE WITH LEGOLAS AND MERRY AND PIPPIN?? 😀 😀 😀

Stilton: We’ve been conducting an ongoing study to see what Dharin will and will not eat.

Werrley: Grass? Yes.

Stilton: Moss? Yes.

Werrley: Leaves? Ohh yes.

Stilton: Bootlaces? Strange but true.

Werrley: Worms? Sometimes

Stilton: Rocks? Nah

Werrley: Twigs? Usually

Stilton: Werrley’s cooking? Inconclusive

Gwen: How did you test this?

Stilton: You just hand him stuff and say, “This is for you,” and if he eats it, he eats it.

Gwen: I don’t know how I feel about this.

Greyl: SO THAT’S WHERE ALL MY SPARE BOOTLACES WENT.

Dharin: When I ate them I didn’t know they were your bootlaces. I thought they were leathery and inferior worms.

Greyl: So you didn’t even enjoy them. Why did you eat ALL of them if you didn’t enjoy them?

Dharin: Stilton and Werrley seemed so happy when I ate the gifts they gave me so I usually ate them.

Stilton: *slamming fist down on table* You’ve COMPROMISED our test results!

 

Gwen: Why is Stilton crying?

Werrley: He took one of those “Which character from The Witche’s Owl are you?” quizzes.

Gwen: Who’d he get?

Dharin: *smirks* He got me.

 

My characters on social media:

Dharin: *Has literally every social media there is and posts nothing but selfies of himself with flirty captions*

Gwen: *has Facebook and posts recipes and the occasional joke*

Greyl: *probably has Facebook, and posts book reviews and “save the trees” stuff*

Werrley: *has Instagram and posts photography of nature*

Dana: *has Facebook and posts about botany and natural medicine*

Stilton: *has Instagram and Facebook, does livestreams of him playing his lute and lyre, and posts about gardening*

 

Gwen: We’re going to the store. Should we take Dharin?

Greyl: NO! Last time we did that, he flirted with the cashier while her husband was in line behind us, then got in a fistfight with said husband!

Gwen: Should we leave him at home?

Werrley: Last time we did that, he left your oven on after trying to make scones and nearly burned the house down.

Gwen: What if we leave him in the car?

Stilton: Last time we did that, he drove off with it.

Greyl: Speaking of which, where is the car?

Stilton: Last time we went shopping, Dharin drove off with it.