Lunamor

Normally, Jenny slept like a corpse. Silent and unmoving, you would barely be able to tell that she was alive. This time, however, she frequently shifted slightly. She occasionally mumbled indistinguishable words under her breath. Jenny dreamt of the voice in her head. It was telling her what to do, and she was listening. She walked through camp, opening bottomless cracks in the earth under each cabin. One by one they plummeted, some still trapped inside. She threw daggers at campers come to stop her. They always fatally hit their mark, whether than be an eye or a throat. Jenny cornered Edgar, who had been trying to flee, and stabbed him in the heart with Sword. She grinned as she watched the terror in his eyes eventually fade into emptiness. Jenny laughed, but it wasn’t her laugh. She shifted onto her injured side. The pain jolted her back to consciousness. No memory of her dream remained. She found it odd that she didn’t dream. She almost always did.

Grab everything important and let's move.

Look out!

Did you find a key? See if it unlocks that door.

Get this gate open. (You’re welcome)

Come on, soldier. Keep moving! (We’ve used the word a couple of times already for this so I think it’s probably fine.)

Gets a turtle and a dove. Inserts an elderberry.

This one's locked. Let's see about that gate.

All right, get that armor on and give that axe a few swings.

We better get moving. Come here. Let me see if I can get those bindings off.

Immense

Looks like we're the only ones who made it.

Divine

Gets some cheesy bratwurst. Inserts a delicious bass.

A certain trio of goats have undertaken a crusade to destroy all bridge trolls, so you don’t need to worry about those anymore. Giraffes are tall.

Newt Scamander lectures you about nifflers and I take the sandwich while he is distracting you.

Chuck Norris once stared at a carton of orange juice because it said concentrate, it exploded violently.

What exactly happened when Marie Antoinette visited Hawaii? My preciousssssss.

I use the Elder Wand to defeat you in a duel and take it back.

I’ve come to the conclusion that cats like anything in a vaguely rectangular/square shape, not just boxes. My cat sits on pieces of paper and napkins.

Not anymore, although I used to play it with my dad. Hunters or their equivalents are the best class in every game. TPBM likes hiking.

No, it simply looks confusing. (The new one is actually much easier to understand than the old stuff, you should join!) Cats like to sit in boxes.

Gets a Hershey’s kiss. Inserts a toupee.

Staggering

Chuck Norris can crack a walnut with his eyelid.