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.
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. M: Uhh.... R: Uh, nope.
M: Alright. This is not good. R: Now I'm blind. This is real bad.
M: Not good. I just- OH! R: 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.
M: I like that your escape noise was... "EEEEEEE"
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?!"
J: Alright, let's stop. R: Only it's fatter.
M and J: *laughing*
M: Oh damn, man! Geoff: You guys...