G: Prints out some F.U.N.C.
R: Get my knife back before I lose it… G: Worthless.
R: Get my knife back before I lose it… M: It was pretty worthless. R: Oh! Wait-
M: It was pretty worthless. R: What did I knock out of- A Blowgun! M: Oh shit! That’s probably worth some F.U.N.C man! G: Oooooooh.
M: Oh shit! That’s probably worth some F.U.N.C man! R: Oh shit! There is a guy over there. M: Over where? R: He’s hiding right there. J: Keep that out. G: OH! He’s shooting. J: Don’t get a weapon out, don’t get a weapon out.
R: Would you shut up, Jack! M: *laughing*
J: He’s bludgeoning with a man tracker.
R: I’m safe! G: Hit him with the poison thing.
M: You can do this, Ryan. G: You gonna throw it?
R: UGH! M: Nope.
R: I missed.
G: *snickering* R: There’s another guy right there. G: Get the poison.
M: Turn the poison on. G: Get the poison and run! M: Oh shit!
R: There’s a guy behind him.
G: That went pass your ear hole. R: See, that guy doesn’t know he’s there.
G: What are you playing at? R: I’m- There’s a guy behind him, I’m hoping they’ll fight each other! M: It’s- I mean, but he’s already fighting you. All: OHHHH! J: You’ve been poisoned. R: *sharp inhale* R: I don’t know how these work. *spit* G: *laughing*
M: You’re probably just holding rather than shooting it.
J: This is going well. I think you just swallowed the poison dart. M: *laughing*
R: *vomiting noise* J: You just inhaled.
R: Uh, nope. M: Alright. This is not good.
R: Now I’m blind. This is real bad. M: Not good. I just- OH!
G: A whale! R: There’s two of ’em here! M: Are they teaming up on you? NO! They’re not! M: Oh shit! They’re fighting, just run! Just head in the other direction and run!
R: I can’t see! M: Just run in a direction!
R: EHHHHH M: You’re not poisoned, you have 5 health. R: Wheeee……ehhhhhhhh…….
M: If they’re fighting, you may actually be able to get away. G: Maybe he threw his knife at a fence. All: *laugh* M: I like that your escape noise was… “EEEEEEE” All: *laugh* R: Do I stop?
G: Whip your phone out, since there’s no one here.
M: Yeah, yeah. M: Yeah, that’s true. Yeah, whip your phone out. Don’t turn around. R: Uh oh.
J: “Map closure”?
R: What does that mean? M: Map closure has begun? I think Jeremy was talking about that earlier.
R: Okay, we’re good. M: I think that might be, like, poison shoots from all ends of the map, and basically M: forces you into the center.
R and J : Oh. M: To fight.
G: *laughs* R: Alright, great.
M: So people can’t just sit around and do nothing. J: There he is.
M: There’s a guy right there. M: Youuuuu…. are fucked.
G: You should heal. J: Where’s your- Ryan, did you throw your blowdart thing?
M: You have fourteen FUNC. M: He threw his fucking advanced spear.
R: You drop it whenever you use it.
J: Oh. M: I would hide up against that, Ryan.
R: Yup yup. G: You could mush yourself against that side there.
J: Look at them fighting over there! M: That’s pretty fucking funny, to watch in the background. J: They’re breakdance fighting. M: I would just run in there, and just try to chopping. You got your health back.
R: Oh yeah. We’re going at it. G: You can see who’s losing. One of them just took off. M: Go for it, go for it. J: Alright, Ryan, for the love of God, don’t throw your knife. R: Shut up! *Geoff laughing off screen* J: Alright, one of them is dead.
G: Oh, there’s a thing on the floor, use the thing. M: Aww, yes. M: Oh, get him.
All: OHHHH! M: Damn!
J: Went right into it. J: AUGH! *laughing*
G: *laughing* J: He just clubbed him! G: Get the knife out.
J: Get the man tracker!
R: Shut up! M: Chop him! Chop chop chop! Chop somebody! J: Grab that man tracker! M: Oh, that’s your spear.
J: Don’t- Yeah, don’t bother fighting them. R: Shuuuut uuuup! R: For the love of God!
J: Get real close to him but don’t do anything. R: You’re the loudest, dumbest man!
J: Get the man tracker. No, no, bring in the man tracker. R: SHUT UP! *Geoff laughing off screen*
M: God… J: Throw it- Yeah! There we go!
M: Nice! Right in the head! J: And he picked it up, he picked it up. J: You threw your knife at him, and he picked up your fucking knife!
R: I hit him!
G: “You’re the loudest….” R: I hit him with it!
J: And he picked it up!
G: “…the loudest, dumbest man.” R: I had no chance! M: Hey, thanks for watching The Culling. R: You were like, “Hey, you guys, you need a knife? Here’s a knife.” R: Do you wanna hear-
J: “Alright, cool. Grab it”
R: You wanna hear the dumbest R: advice a human has ever given another? Invite Jack Pattillo over.
J: You threw your knife, he picked it up and used it to kill you! G: *snickering*
R: He’s just gonna shout stupid things. J: He killed you with your own knife, Ryan.
*Geoff laughing off screen* R: “URGH! Just do something! Oh no, your on the wrong thing! URGH! R: “I’m so much better! ARGH! Remember that time I just choked to death on poison and killed myself 3 seconds into a Let’s Play?!” R: “AAAAAARGH!” J: Alright, let’s stop.
R: Only it’s fatter. M and J: *laughing* M: Oh damn, man!
Geoff: You guys…