IT: *pours seed pods into beakers, doing various sciency shit*
Leonard: *mixing together loadsashit to try and stop the botanical takeover virus*
Toridus: Scratching Verdier's belly* Whosa goodgirl? Whoosa goodgirl? Is you. Yes.
Sokolov: *Walks over to Crimson* Mister pervert person, your children are doing things that Sokolov not fond of. Please wake up.
???: *finally pulls herself out of the ocean of nonexistance, panting and holding a smashed up anchor* 
Pickles: *picks up ??? in his mouth* A NEW SOUL HAS BEEN SNARED BY THE JAWS OF PICKLES! *stomps away*