Sigma: So what do we do now?
Nikolai: I have a solution.
Sigma: No.
Nikolai: You didn’t hear it!
Sigma: We are not killing him!
Nikolai: I wasn’t even going to suggest that!
Sigma: Then what?
Nikolai: We kidnap him then mutilate his corpse!
Fukuzawa: Did you eat that entire bag of Reese’s?
Ranpo: In my defense, I identify as a party.
Ango: The horrible things you do are starting to make me believe you are the spawn of the devil, Dazai.
Dazai: I mean there was that time I got itchy near a crucifix…
Ango:….
Oda: That was when you had bed bugs.
Nikolai is the type to own a furby and just skin the bastard. Why? Because he wanted to. He would then leave the skinless monstrosity in someone’s room. (Probably Sigma’s) and just watch the poor victim panic as the furby begins speaking in a demonic voice.
Leander: *locking the door* so now that we are alone how about that ki- and she’s gone.
Kira: *half way down the wall* IT’S NOT YOU IT’S ME
Prompto: we should all go to a theme park
Noct: we can't
Prompto: why not?
Noct: Gladio got us kicked out because he knocked the lights out of that one mascot.
Gladio: he had it coming. *mutters* damn things are terrifying....
I'm not being helpful by suggesting cannibalization
This is just the soul that haunts me saying this but... wanna make the bodies into food and serve it to random people?
Noctis: Make the dead bodies into food? I am rather interested in this.
Prompto: I know where you left the more recent ones.
Noctis: Grab em, also grab Baby Flower, I know she’ll be mad if we leave her out of something like this.
Prompto: I’m starting to get excited! What should we make?
Noctis, hums: Meat pies, some shredded meat, curry with meat chunks, tacos, sausages, we have a lot to do and bodies to gather, chop chop!
Prompto: Roger, I wonder how people taste like…
Noctis: We’ll get the temptation to find out when we make the stuff.
-(with Regis)-
Regis, begins to shudder: Ifrit is laughing at me, I can feel it.
Clarus, begins to scowl: That son of yours is up to something isn’t he?
Prompto: *six year old* Santa's watching you!
Ardyn: he stopped watching me after the last three hundred years for his safety of his mental state.
Noctis: I can't find my phone!
Ardyn: allow me *calls Noctis' phone*
*"F*ck you" starts playing*
Ardyn: I'm not sure whether to take that as an insult or an invitation, either way I do believe I am out of your league *walks away*