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THAT SENTENCE HAD TO MANY SYLLABLES, APOLOGIZE!
"UNITS RECEIVED"
NO FREE SLOTS IN SUIT INVENTORY
THE RIGHT MAN IN THE WRONG PLACE MAKES ALL THE DIFFERENCE IN THE WORLD
- GMan, Half-Life 2
- Michael Scott
- BigMoe
"THIS CAVE IS NOT A NATURAL FORMATION"
SOMEONE BUILT THIS, SO IT MUST LEAD SOMEWHERE
WHETHER WE WANTED IT OR NOT, WE'VE STEPPED INTO A WAR WITH THE CABAL ON MARS. SO LET'S GET TO TAKING OUT THEIR COMMAND, ONE BY ONE. VALUS TA'AURC. FROM WHAT I CAN GATHER HE COMMANDS THE SIEGE DANCERS FROM AN IMPERIAL LAND TANK OUTSIDE OF RUBICON. HE'S WELL PROTECTED, BUT WITH THE RIGHT TEAM, WE CAN PUNCH THROUGH THOSE DEFENSES, TAKE THIS BEAST OUT, AND BREAK THEIR GRIP ON FREEHOLD.
28 STAB WOUNDS
YOU MUST GATHER YOUR PARTY BEFORE VENTURING FORTH!
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN OF THE IMPERIAL CITY
WELCOME
TO THE ARENA
A MAN CHOOSES, A SLAVE OBEYS
LISTEN, STRANGE WOMEN LYING IN PONDS DISTRIBUTING SWORDS IS NO BASIS FOR A SYSTEM OF GOVERNMENT ... YOU CAN'T EXPECT TO WIELD SUPREME POWER JUST 'CAUSE SOME WATERY TART THREW A SWORD AT YOU!
or
YOU CAN'T GO AROUND ARRESTING THE THIEVES' GUILD. I MEAN, WE'D BE AT IT ALL DAY!
I LIKE SHORTS. THEY'RE COMFY AND EASY TO WEAR.
"LOOK AT THEM, THEY COME TO THIS PLACE WHEN THEY KNOW THEY ARE NOT PURE. TENNO USE THE KEYS, BUT THEY ARE MERE TRESPASSERS. ONLY I, VOR, KNOW THE TRUE POWER OF THE VOID. I WAS CUT IN HALF, DESTROYED, BUT THROUGH IT'S JANUS KEY, THE VOID CALLED TO ME. IT BROUGHT ME HERE AND HERE I WAS REBORN. WE CANNOT BLAME THESE CREATURES, THEY ARE BEING LED BY A FALSE PROPHET, AN IMPOSTOR WHO KNOWS NOT THE SECRETS OF THE VOID. BEHOLD THE TENNO, COME TO SCAVENGE AND DESECRATE THIS SACRED REALM. MY BROTHERS, DID I NOT TELL OF THIS DAY? DID I NOT PROPHESIZE THIS MOMENT? NOW, I WILL STOP THEM. NOW I AM CHANGED, REBORN THROUGH THE ENERGY OF THE JANUS KEY. FOREVER BOUND TO THE VOID. LET IT BE KNOWN, IF THE TENNO WANT TRUE SALVATION, THEY WILL LAY DOWN THEIR ARMS, AND WAIT FOR THE BAPTISM OF MY JANUS KEY. IT IS TIME. I WILL TEACH THESE TRESPASSERS THE REDEMPTIVE POWER OF MY JANUS KEY. THEY WILL LEARN IT'S SIMPLE TRUTH. THE TENNO ARE LOST, AND THEY WILL RESIST. BUT I, VOR, WILL CLEANSE THIS PLACE OF THEIR IMPURITY."
WAR, WAR NEVER CHANGES.
BIG DEAL, I CAN USE INNUENDO TOO. TONIGHT'S FIGHT IS BETWEEN FLYBOY AND THE VAULT HUNTER...BLOWJOBS!
RED WARRIOR IS NOW IT
GREEN VALKYRIE NEEDS FOOD BADLY
WORK WORK
UNITS RECEIVED
WE ARE ALL PAWNS, CONTROLLED BY SOMETHING GREATER: MEMES, THE DNA OF THE SOUL. THEY SHAPE OUR WILL. THEY ARE THE CULTURE. THEY ARE EVERYTHING WE PASS ON.
WE'RE WATCHING YOU. SCUM.
WHY ARE THESE FOOLS STILL BREATHING MY AIR?! THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE!!
WHAT A SAVE!
THIS, RECRUITS, IS A 20 KILO FEROUS SLUG. FEEL THE WEIGHT! EVERY FIVE SECONDS, THE MAIN GUN OF AN EVEREST-CLASS DREADNOUGHT ACCELERATES ONE, TO ONE-POINT-THREE PERCENT OF LIGHTSPEED. IT IMPACTS WITH THE FORCE A 38 KILOTON BOMB. THAT IS THREE TIMES THE YIELD OF THE CITY BUSTER DROPPED ON HIROSHIMA BACK ON EARTH. THAT MEANS, SIR ISACC NEWTON IS THE DEADLIEST SON-OF-A-BITCH IN SPACE! NOW! SERVICEMAN BURNSIDE, WHAT IS NEWTON'S FIRST LAW?
SIR! AN OBJECT IN MOTION STAYS IN MOTION, SIR!
NO CREDIT FOR PARTIAL ANSWERS MAGGOT!
SIR! UNLESS ACTED ON BY AN OUTSIDE FORCE, SIR!
DAMN STRAIGHT! I DARE TO ASSUME YOU IGNORANT JACKASSES KNOW THAT SPACE IS EMPTY. ONCE YOU FIRE THIS HUNK OF METAL, IT KEEPS GOING 'TIL IT HITS SOMETHING. THAT CAN BE A SHIP, OR THE PLANET BEHIND THAT SHIP. IT MIGHT GO OFF INTO DEEP SPACE AND HIT SOMEBODY ELSE IN 10,000 YEARS! IF YOU PULL THE TRIGGER ON THIS, YOU ARE RUINING SOMEONES DAY! SOMEWHERE AND SOMETIME! THAT IS WHY YOU CHECK YOUR DAMN TARGETS! THAT IS WHY YOU WAIT 'TIL THE COMPUTER GIVES YOU A DAMN FIRING SOLUTION. THAT IS WHY, SERVICEMAN CHUNG, WE DO NOT 'EYEBALL IT'. THIS IS A WEAPON OF MASS DESTRUCTION! YOU ARE NOT A COWBOY, SHOOTING FROM THE HIP!
SIR, YES SIR!
HYAAA
STAND IN THE ASHES OF A TRILLION SOULS AND ASK THE GHOSTS IF HONOUR MATTERS.
THEIR SILENCE IS YOUR ANSWER.