Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: Bye Tomatoredd! Bye Torm! Bye Medd! Bye Realistic Matt! Bye Tomatoredd!
Torm: You said 'bye Tomatoredd' twice.
Scribble Tom: I like Tomatoredd.

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: What does 'take out' mean?
Tomatoredd: Food.
Torm: Dating
Medd: Murder
Realistic Matt: IT CAN MEAN ALL THREE IF YOU'RE NOT A COWARD.

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: You're a loose cannon, Tomatoredd.
Tomatoredd: No, I'm not. I'm a cannon maybe, but a loose cannon? Is that what you think of me?
Torm: I think you play by your own rules.
Medd: No way, they think rules were made to be broken.
Scribble Tom: Those are all attributes of a loose cannon.
Tomatoredd: No, I'm just a reckless renegade. Realistic Matt is a loose cannon.
Realistic Matt: *smashes a chair*

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: Favorite horror movie?
Tomatoredd: It
Torm: Saw
Medd: Annabelle
Realistic Matt: High School Musical. after watching it I spent all my middle school years terrified that the entire school would start singing something and I'd be the only one who didn't know the lyrics

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: So uhhh... my question is: my friend keeps on going into the pantry and grabbing handfuls of fettuccine... uncooked...
Medd: I would hope they're not grabbing handfuls of cooked fettuccine!
Realistic Matt: In your pantry!
Scribble Tom: Yeah... and eating them raw, and they keep calling them 'chips'. ... How do I make them stop?
Medd: Is your friend here?
Scribble Tom, motioning to Tomatoredd: Yeah.
Medd, to Tomatoredd: You're a monster! Words MEAN things! :(
Torm: Does anybody remember- I haven't been to Olive Garden in many moons- but they DO have a like- fettuccine bottle that you can just- grab em out of and chew-
Torm: HOLD ON. WAS THIS A PRANK YOU GUYS PULLED ON ME WHEN WE WENT TO OLIVE GARDEN AS KIDS?!
Torm: NO, STOP. EVERYBODY SHUT UP. DO THEY GIVE YOU RAW FETTUCCINE TO CHEW ON IN THE LOBBY OF THE OLIVE GARDEN
Everyone else: No.
Torm, to Medd and Realistic Matt: YOU FUCKIN BASTARDS
Medd: YAAAAAAAAY!
Realistic Matt: THE PRESTIGE!

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: There are seven chairs and ten kids. What do you do?
Tomatoredd: Have everyone stand.
Medd: Bring three more chairs!
Realistic Matt: The most important ones can sit down.
Torm: Kill three.

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: I've done a lot of dumb stuff.
Realistic Matt: I witnessed the dumb stuff.
Torm: I recorded the dumb stuff.
Medd: I joined in on the dumb stuff.
Tomatoredd: I TRIED TO STOP YOU FROM DOING THE DUMB STUFF!

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: What did you guys get in your yearbook?
Tomatoredd: 'Prettiest Smile'
Medd: 'Nicest Personality'
Torm: 'Most likely to start a bar fight'
Realistic Matt: 'Least likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one'

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom, trying to convince Realistic Matt to join the group: You know... I thought it'd be good to have someone come along who's really... strong! Tomatoredd: And loud!
Torm: And grumpy!
Medd: And oblivious to reality!
Realistic Matt:

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: Anyone d-
Tomatoredd: Depressed?
Torm: Drained?
Medd: Dumb?
Realistic Matt: Disliked?
Scribble Tom: -done with their work... what is wrong with you people ...

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: Where's Tomatoredd, Torm, and Medd?
Realistic Matt: They're playing hide and seek.
Scribble Tom: Where?
Realistic Matt: I don't think you get how this game works.

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: I'm an idiot.
Tomatoredd:
Torm:
Medd:
Realistic Matt:
Scribble Tom:
Tomatoredd: If you're waiting for us to disagree, this is going to be a long day.

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: Nothing in life is free.
Tomatoredd: Love is free!
Torm: Adventure is free.
Medd: Knowledge is free.
Realistic Matt: Everything is free if you take it without paying.

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: Are we really going to let Tomatoredd keep
Torm? Medd: We kept Realistic Matt.

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: Is having a penis fun?
Tomatoredd: It has its ups and downs.
Torm: Sometimes it's a little hard.
Medd: It's a pain in the ass.
Realistic Matt: Oh, Jesus, fuck, guys, come on.

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: What's something you guys are better than Tomatoredd at?
Torm: Mario Kart.
Medd: Yeah, video games.
Realistic Matt: Emotional vulnerability.

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the items you have lost throughout your life
Tomatoredd: Self-esteem, haven't seen you in years!
Torm: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this!
Medd: I knew I lost that potential somewhere!
Realistic Matt: My moral code, is that you?
Scribble Tom:
Scribble Tom: I was just gonna show you this cool trunk my mother left me but do you guys need a hug?

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: Why isn't the statue smirking at me?
Tomatoredd: It isn't smirking at anyone, they're all just imagining it.
Scribble Tom: Three of us saw it, Tomatoredd. How do you explain that?
Tomatoredd: *points at Torm* Sleep deprivation. *points at Medd* Paranoia. *points at Realistic Matt* Delusional personality disorder.

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: Poison is a magic transmutation potion that turns people into corpses.
Tomatoredd: This knife is actually a magic wand.
Torm: Meet me in the Denny's parking lot for a wizard duel.
Medd: *cocks gun* Magic missile.
Realistic Matt: What the fuck is wrong with you people.

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: Looking left cause you don't treat me right
Tomatoredd: Looking right because you left
Torm: Looking up cause you let me down
Medd: Looking down cause you fucked up
Realistic Matt: What is wrong with you guys

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: Good responses for being stabbed with a knife?
Tomatoredd: Rude.
Torm: That's fair.
Medd: Not again.
Realistic Matt: Are you going to want this back?

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: We need more help. Maybe I should call my friends.
Tomatoredd: ... Your what?
Scribble Tom: My friends.
Torm: Are they saying "friends"?
Medd: I think they're being sarcastic.
Realistic Matt: No, no, no, this is delirium, they've cracked from being awake all night. Hey, Scribble Tom! All of your friends are in this room.
Scribble Tom: I have other friends! You asked me to make new friends, I made new friends! It was a task. I complete tasks.

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: Bridge the generation gap by combining old and new slang into one!
Tomatoredd: Tubular AF!
Torm: Mood to the max!
Medd, annoyed: Groovy, I hate it.
Realistic Matt, just as annoyed: If she breathes, she's a square.

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: Good morning.
Tomatoredd: Good morning.
Torm: Good morning.
Medd: You all sound like robots, try spicing it up a bit.
Realistic Matt: MORNING MOTHERFUCKERS

Your Prompt:

Scribble Tom: What if the person who named Walkie Talkies named everything?
Tomatoredd: Pregnancy tests are Maybe Babies
Realistic Matt: Socks are Feetie Heaties
Medd: Forks are Stabby Grabbies
Tomatoredd: Defibrillators are Heartie Starties
Realistic Matt: Nightmares are Dreamy Screamies
Medd: Stamps are Lickie Stickies
Torm, annoyed: You are disappointment