If Anyone Needs Them, Here's The Transcribed Version Of The Entire Bloopers

If anyone needs them, here's the transcribed version of the entire bloopers

Tunon: The chaos you’ve sown everywhere is unacceptable. You cast yourself so far outside the established order, and I [Record scratch] I can’t—I just CAN’T EVEN DEAL WITH IT.

Sound cut: *Beep beep*

Barik: I’m a weapon bond to you only by duty. No freaky deaky.

*Beep beep*

Lantry: Point taken. I will make no note on the subject for the time being, except for what happened to my accent. [Cough]

*Beep beep*

Eb: The Archon’s more fragile than I susspe— speh, speh speh speh.

*Beep beep*

Graven Ashe: [Maniacal cackle] Oh you putting big words out there!

*Beep beep*

Barik: [Voice cracking from desperation] I would be out of this armor if I could do this!

*Beep beep*

Nerat: Ever the loyalist. Prepare yourself for a second cage, Barik the Di— Barik of the Dithfavored. Phlaffuring Fuckertash!

*Beep beep*

Barik: Get up, girl! [Sobbing] He was… the most human… of all of us— Spock!

*Beep beep*

Eb: Considering all the things that don’t think to bother you the slightest, I’m not gonna lie, I kinda like getting o— I’m kin— I— Mm— [To the side] hmph! Reading.

*Beep beep*

Verse: The last thing I need or want is a hug from the shambling junk keep— Junk huuuuuurrrrgggghhhhhhh. [Disappears off screen] Junk, heap. Junk heap, okay.

*Beep beep*

Nerat: We will have your bones fashioned into a sceptre, you skin knotted into a belt, and your tongue fed to crav—feh—heh— I’m good with the words speaking.

*Beep beep*

Sirin: Fatebinder! It is always such a pleasure to speak with you. [To voice director] Do I sound sarcastic? [Laughs]

*Beep beep*

Nerat: Good ear, young fatebinder! When the Vendrini guar— Vendrinen guard, VenDRIEN gua— Vendrien—fuck my life!

*Beep beep*

Tunon: The court may never recover from this blow, but at least I can seek some final satisfaction out of you, and NOW I understand the line better!

*Beep beep*

Sirin: Goodbye, Fatebinder. [Snaps fingers] I, AM, OUTTIE.

*Beep beep*

Eb: The band is too small to be a serious threat to the Dissfavored or the Chorus— [chuckles]

Valerie Arem: Darn it! The Dithfavored! [Still laughing] Can, can we ju… it’s like a Pinky and the Brain line at this point for me! [Inhales, resets.]Urgh!

*Beep beep*

Verse: Classic example of the Overlord’s devastation, like a battering lamb that e— lamb? A battering lamb.

[Voice Director: I was just kinda thinking about, you know, deep fry— (???)]

Allegra Clark: Can you imagine instead of a battering ram, an actual battering lamb. Like a MEEEHH, bloop!

*Beep beep*

Eb: Now that I stand at the top, the only chant I will start is a chant of disarmament. I will not throw them into the charnel pit.

Valerie Arem: Oh! I— I s— totally faked it on charnel I was so glad I chased that I had no idea if that was how it was pronounced. [Laughs] Oh happiness! ^_^

*Beep beep*

Lantry: I think she has great potential. A dangerous amount of potential, to be blunt. The Scarlet Furries— Ha! Furies! Sorry! I’ve been at a convention.

*Beep beep*

Killsy: Thought would stalk small pack of sages near den place call Burning Library. But Sages b—[Stumbles on next syllable] fuck. Ahem.

*Beep beep*

Ashe: Perhaps another catastrophe that will punish our foes for hiding behind their [sudden change of tone] walls? [Cackles] I get to the—

[breaks character and laughs]

Kirk Thornton: I saw the question mark way to late! [Still laughing]

*Beep beep*

Barik: The Adjudicator certainly taught you everything he knows about being a inedebedeburdeBerDURpassthehand!

*Beep beep*

Lantry: What’s that, you say? Flocks of nubile lasses with an interest in old man who knows history? You need a definitive trectatus?— tracTAtus! Dammit! [inhales angrily] Urgh.

*Beep beep*

Sirin: You can’t be serious, Fatebinder. Don’t ask me to do this. [Prolonged gasp as Voice Director explains what is about to happen.] AURGH…. WHAT THE FUCK, MAN? This shit just got real.

*Beep beep*

Mark: Won’t have much of anything left once the Adj—Adjfucker— Shit! [Awkward tittering] One more time.

*Beep beep*

Lantry: Sustaining it, and if enough people fear it, even growing a beh- ahahoho, poo.

*Beep beep*

Nerat: You have exhausted your usefulness, and we will delight in tattooing our sigil on your fla— [garbled syllables] ong nyour nya nyer.

*Beep beep*

Barik: And the strength of our legion, is in— [Bumping sound] me hitting the mic stand, boomshakalaka.

*Beep beep*

Verse: You piece of shit! Do you know how hard I’ve work to sta—[strangled] uuuuaaaaarrrrrrggghhhhh. [Disappears off screen again.]

*Beep beep*

Lantry: Scholars hypothesize the Scourges are born of magic. The Oldwalls and their— oo, shit. Crech? Creché? [Voice Direction corrects.] Crèche? Crèche. Somebody’s gone to school… it wasn’t the actor.

*Beep beep*

Nerat: Graven Ashe and Tunon have allied against us! You conspire to rob of— duh pfft pfffft pffftttt… to man— amange you! That’s— [sputtering, angry and frustrated] ERGH!

*Beep beep*

Graven Ashe: [Sound of a grizzly bulldog shaking off water?] Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreh…Heh.

*Beep beep*

Nerat: That simpleton Ashe is no doubt sobbing in his porridge over the [sudden realization of self incrimination] soldiers we killed— fuck!

*Beep beep*

Tunon: Either the Archon of shadows has lost his once indomitable pow— prowers, in combact, eh dep…[breaks character]

Ray Chase: Even the typo, ah, make sense. Comapt!

*Beep beep*

Verse: The most we do for each other is try not to get the other one killed, which is more than you can say for morse— urgh, my gawd. [Slurring, then] RA GA GYA GYA GYA- okay.

*Beep beep*

Tunon: Master, if you’ll join me upstairs. [Blushing] I will pledge fealty to you in the lawful manner.

Ray Chase: I do not want to know what THAT is. [Everyone laughs]

*Beep beep*

Graven Ashe: Would Kyros’ mighty spymaster please enlighten this gathering of allies with some scrap of stratIA—GLURERrrrrrr!

*Beep beep*

Nerat: We are legion, and you cannot stand against [voice cracks] us all. That was a stumble, fuck.

*Beep beep*

Eb, or rather Valerie Arem: Geez god fuck I can’t say any of that!

*Beep beep*

Lantry: I don’t imagine Kyros leaves anything to mere confidence coincidence in-conscious and all the other words I thought was. [Checks.] Coincidence.

*Beep beep*

Sirin: Burgh! [Throttling] Ergh! Wow! Hey, I got… bronchitis, hey!

*Beep beep*

Graven Ashe: So I will start protecting the peers— petitia—

*Beep beep*

Lantry: General Grumps is the wiser choice. It’s patently obvious which Archon he is truly loyal to— well derp, poopy head.

*Beep beep*

Verse: Welcome back, ass [Also gets bronchitis] hole. Ergh! Ass HOLE, like HOLler.

*Beep beep*

Eb: Perhaps now is a fine time to test the reach of your Edict—s. Oh, Edict- Eh huh, uh huh…

*Beep beep*

Tunon: I once thought that Kyros was the sole Overlord. The notion of rising to her eshe— eke— ektelon…[resigned inhale]

*Beep beep*

Xander Mobus: “Fatebinder of reeking discharge”? We’re going right to the fart jokes!

*Beep beep*

Nerat: [Mockinglyl] Fatebinder of reeking discharge.

*Beep beep*

*Fart noise and effect*

*Beep beep*

Verse: Phew! I can spell you— spell. [Elatedly] I can spell!

*Beep beep*

Mark?(Nope! IT'S NERAT!): You’re gonna have to kill ALL of us, ‘cause you’re my number one guy… Sorry, full jack.

*Beep beep*

Verse: Of all my days running with the Chorus, I think I enjoyed Ass gang the most.

Allegra Clark: I’d wanna be in Ass gang! That sounds great!

Can we all agree that Konan was one of the most elegant ninja in the entire Naruto series?

Kakashi Vs Obito

“Keeping up with the Blacks”

There is this eye movement that Mark does during dialogue in which his eyelids close halfway through, giving him a really sinister look.

I do love that, and I realise the skill required to add life-like expression to the eyes.