medibot: At any moment it could strike out and destroy you.
Jon: Ohhh... okaaaay...
Arin: (stomps out)
Jon: Arin, don't leave! Arin, don't- (door slams) ARIIIIIN! I LOVE YOU!
Arin: No, I'm fucking done! I'm fucking done!
Jon: No, you're not-
Arin: This is bullshit! This is fucking bullshit!
Jon: (hysterical laughter as Knuckles continues to spaz out) I can't get off!
Arin: WHAAAAAT IS THIS?! WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAT IS THIS?!
Jon: I'm stuck!
Arin: WHAT IS MY LIFE?! ...I can't do it, Jon!
Jon: I can't eith-
Arin: I can't fucking DO IT ANYMOOOOOOOOOORE!!
Jon: TELL YA WHAT, ARIN?! YOU CAN GIVE UP NOW, OR YOU CAN FIGHT IT OUT! Because I certainly can't do it without you, and I know you can't do it without me!
Arin: ...I appreciate it, but look at what we're dealing with, man!
Arin: YOU GOTTA DRAW THE LINE SOMEWHERE! YOU GOTTA DRAW A FUCKING LINE IN THE SAND, DUDE! YOU GOTTA MAKE A STATEMENT! You gotta look inside yourself and say, "What am I willing to put up with today?" NOT! FUCKING! THIS!
Jon: Man, that was a beautiful little moment we just had.
slowbeef: What do you mean "don't be afraid?" Have you not played this?! Have you not been here the past, like, twelve or thirteen hours?! For all I know I could just fall through the floor for no goddamned reason in the next second.
Diabetus: Don't you want something that would be very watchable on YouTube?
slowbeef: That's true.
Gavin: Everyone, floor it. Now!
All: GOOOO! Woo! Weee!
[Tow trucks starts moving, then physics engine spazes out and flings everyone everywhere]
Ray: My game froze!
Michael: Holy shit! It did?!
Geoff: Oh, my God!
Michael: [Message reads "BrownMan left"] It fucking broke Ray's X-Box...!
Jack: And mine!
Michael: [Message reads "JackP left"] ...and Jack's! Holy shit!
Ray: I'm making a death noise! I need to end the g— Oh, God, I got a black screen!
Michael: We imploded the fucking world!
Jack: We crashed the game! It broke!
Michael: Holy shit!
Tiffany: After all we've been through, it ain't even a boss that does us in. It's a damned game-breaking glitch. Can't even starve to death...
Klein: That would be a mercy...
Heathcliff: Now, now, cheer up guys! There's no need to be so melodramatic!
Player: Why not? Did you find a way out?
Heathcliff: Oh no, we're definitely going to die here. But we all gotta die sometime, right? At least we get to do it playing an awesome game!
Player: Pfft, "awesome?" You're kidding, right?
Player 2: Come on, sir... do you really think any of us would still be playing if we didn't have a gun to our heads? You gotta admit, this game is kind of a hot mess.
Heathcliff: "Hot mess." Really. That seems a bit harsh.
Player 3: Well, how else would you describe a game where players could just kidnap NPCs, the crafting system is seizure-inducing, and half the time our teleport crystals - one of our only lifelines - do nothing.
Klein: Yeah, nothing if you're lucky. Eeesh...