"Variations also show up - Alfred, Frederick, Firey Red..." It's 'fiery'. Seriously, Titular, these things are not hard to spell. "They still fall under the cliché law." Arrest that novel! It's too clichéd!
Jane: And that was the Corrider That Takes Three Strips To Walk Through...
Bob: Why do they call it that???
Trope-tan: Line stolen from OotS alert.
Jane: Gee, I don't know, maybe they call it that because it's a corridor that takes three strips to walk through?
Bob: No, I wanted to know what a "corrider" was.
Jane: Oh. No idea.
Jane: Don't turn around... just keep walking... keep walking... that's the way...
Tom: Ha ha, shut up.
Fred: You can just go inexplicably fall over.
Fred: Uh, well... this is awkward...
Bob: Yes, let us forget this ever, ever happened.
Tom: (head explodes)
Jane: Whee! I'm flying out of the panel! Woo!
Fred: Ooh. Terribly sorry, Bob!
Tom: You'd better be. This was one of my favourite heads.
Crow: That sash seems pretty... symbolic here.
Crow: Hey, I'm just pointing out the creepy imagery.
Bob: Fred! Good to see you!
Fred: You too, buddy.
Jane: It's good to see both of you!
Bob: No, no, we don't care about you.
Fred: You don't even have a *name*.
Fred: Huh? What's wrong, Bob?
Joel: Everything you know is wrong.
Crow: Black is white, up is down, and short is long.
Bob: Does it ever worry you that our names are so terribly clichéd?
Fred: Now I come to think about it, yes.
Fred: Almost as if... we're characters in a game of Dungeons and Dragons!
Jane: Or we're actually alien clones!
Fred: Or we're written by an author with a lack of imagination regarding names!
Jane: Or this is really a television programme!
Trope-tan: To the conspiracymobile!