| Hint | game |
| It's a me | |
| The cake is a lie | |
| Don't cry mac you lost | |
| I'm a black Scottish cyclops | |
| Shake it baby | |
| I'm dancing, I'm dancing! | |
| Free copy paper! The apocalypse was totally worth it! | |
| Hadoken! | |
| War. War never changes | |
| Boom headshot | |
| | Hint | game |
| Wake up and smell the ashes. | |
| I feel asleep! | |
| Would you kindly? | |
| Medic | |
| You were almost a Jill sandwich | |
| I'm coughing up blood that's not even mine | |
| We do not comprehend the organic fascination of self-poisoning, auditory damage, and sexually transmitted disease. | |
| You see, Mr. Marston, God invented whisky so the Irish cannot rule the world | |
| You have died of dysentry | |
| Amahla, I have a chainsaw on my arm, I'll be fine. | |
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