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Fizz: there are no gods or honour in academia, only blood
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Morbos: Birdman, please stop staring at me.
Fizz: I can’t help it, I’ve never seen you look so.... domestic.
Morbos: Why does that feel like an insult, coming from you?
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Morbos: Birdman, do you have honestly any idea what you’re doing?
Fizz, disguised as someone and holding a bomb: Why start now?
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Erik: Ah, yes. Here we have a beautiful couple... 
Amelia: I really care about your feelings! 
Yeenoghu: I really care about YOUR feelings!
Erik, turning his head: ...and then there's the disaster couple...
Fizz: YOU NEED TO PAY MORE ATTENTION TO ME INSTEAD OF BEING AT THE HOSPITAL!
Morbos: I WOULDN'T HAVE TO SPEND SO MUCH TIME AT THE HOSPITAL IF YOU STOPPED INSISTING ON FIGHTING EVERYONE WHO COMES WITHIN A FIVE FOOT RADIUS OF YOU!
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Fizz: Caw caw, motherf*ckers.
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Erik: I'm hot, I’m tall, I'm gay, and I'm on my theatre kid arc.
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Fizz: Conflict and war is the crucible through which we evolve.
Fizz: [eats Erik’s leftovers and puts the empty container in Farid’s room]
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Amelia: Okay, this is an infiltration mission. We have to keep a low profile, so we aren’t going to kill anyone, understood?
Fizz, having already murdered someone, stolen an identity, and created a feedback loop of grieving paladins: Huh? What did you say?
Sisqo, crunching away on another paladin’s corpse: *dinosaur question mark sound*
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Amelia: Fizz, we don't kill people.
Fizz: I think you mean you don't kill people.
Amelia: No, we don't! You're a good guy now, good guys do not kill.
Fizz: Oooh, look at Ms. Bigshot over here, telling me who I can and can't kill!
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Mist: There's a problem!
Fizz: Don't worry, I have a plan.
Fizz: It's murder. The plan is murder.
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Morbos: WHAT DID YOU DO!?
Fizz: Shockingly, none of this.
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Amelia: I'm not questioning your honour, Fizz. I'm denying its existence.
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Erik: Are you saying I'm your favourite hot mess?
Farid: I'm actually my favourite hot mess. But you're a close second.
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Fizz: It's been a while since I've done something stupid…
Fizz: So today, we're gonna start a fire in the colosseum.
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Fizz, determined af to go against the DM’s plans: I'm not going the wrong way, I'm going the painful way.
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Mist: You know what would be cool?
Mist: If we could light the fire...on more fire!
Fizz: You know what would be cool?
Fizz: If we could light the fire...on more fire!
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Amelia, leaving the group before the Dungeon of Catharsis: Well, I'm done working in this group and now I think I'm gonna go wear a lawnmower like a hat, goodbye everybody.
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