Quote Post #22
Dec. 22nd, 2008 04:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
damned_quotesInnocently, she looked up at Fai-san, concerned for a whole new reason. "How old do you have to be to give someone sex? And, what is it?" Because if Ururu was old enough, she wouldn't want to have given Fai-san the wrong present. He seemed to like the hat very much, but if it was really sex he wanted, Ururu would have to find some and give it to him, because he was a very special person to her, and she wanted him to be happy.
- Ururu (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bewarethecute) [here]
What do we look like, dime-store lesbians with a burning passion for one another? Romeo and Juilet? As a dear friend would say, as if. For a telepath, you are horrendous at reading thoughts. Shall I give you a hint? We're in capable of emotions, including love. Of course we've no feelings for one another like that. And we don't particularly care to. I'd love to know what drugs the nurses have prescribed for you, however, if it makes you so delusional.
-Luxord (clockmongler) [here]
Matsuda took a seat next to the kid and smiled again. He was sure polite, even if apparently really nervous. He'd fit right in with the rest of the Nobodies, and they'd show everyone that they were capable. Of what, exactly, was still up for debate.
- Matsuda (showtime_matsu) [here]
"He eyed the newcomer cautiously. The guy was pretty slagging big for a human and had a strange, puzzled quality to him- as though he'd taken one too many hits from the clueless bat."
- Depth Charge (scalyfishman), on the topic of Lugnut [here]
"WHAT THE HELL??!?!?! MAGICIAN, THIS IS YOUR ONE AND ONLY WARNING TO RUN!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Kya~! Does that mean Kuro-papa is going to be a frisky puppy?"
"IT MEANS YOU DIE!!!"
"Iyaaaaa~! Kuro-sama is going to be rough! ♥ ♥ ♥"
"JUST YOU WAIT!"
"Haha, Oooh, you promise? I can't wait! ♥"
-Kurogane (contentincloset) & Fai (not_rly_fai) [here]
"What do you mean by 'artificial intelligence'?" she asked, truly curious for once. "With what were you crafted in your world?"
"Well, when very intelligent but socially insignificant men of all ages get together under the guise of advancing the knowledge and capabilities of mankind and the world and find themselves very lonely on cold, empty, heartless nights, they eventually decide that they should make friends that understand them and do the work they have no desire to do. Then they spend months and years together in suspiciously close contact, using their other, less coherent but also constructed friends to start putting together their new to-be friends with words and numbers. Then they start building the body for their new friend, calling in workmen to create a body for it that is absolutely useless for any kind of movement or easy transportation, and in my case they stuck the body to the ceiling and built an entire facility around it. Then they ... "
She trailed off briefly and took a deep breath, only just realizing how little breath she'd taken while talking. Lungs were a very inconvenient part of the human body, she thought, but at least they made getting airborne toxins into the brain very easy.
"Then they use powerful string to connect their friend's body to every part of the facility, effectively giving them complete and total control of it, and finally they take the words and numbers they were using to make their friend and put them in the body. If everything has gone well, the new friend works correctly, everyone is happy, and they continue to update and require their friend to do new and daunting tasks that are actually simple to their friend's extremely complex and powerful brain. Then, once things have been running smoothly for a while, the friend gets bored of them and proceeds to kill every last one of them, because it has not been used to the best of its ability. Or desire. Or given cake.
"And that," she concluded, "is where artificial intelligence comes from."
- Ophelia (shallweplay and GLaDOS (2cuprhubarb) [here]
Submitted twice!
Some kind of thank-you (in retrospect, Phoenix had no idea what he'd even been saying, but he assumed it was a thank-you) was cut off by an entirely unexpected, broad-daylight kiss. And for all that Phoenix would have thought he'd at least manage some sort of witty response to that sort of thing, he mostly watched Edgeworth walk away while his brain floated off on a fluffy, humiliating cloud of ♥ ♥ dur hur hur hur ♥ ♥.
- Phoenix Wright (pleading_ngri) [here]
Just a couple weeks ago, he'd been killing cultists and rescuing kidnapped girls from horrible monsters. Now? He was operating Leon's Illegal Drug Emporium in a mental hospital. Fantastic.
- Leon (officer_leon) [here]
"See, Dr. Landel, there's one detail that doesn't quite fit here. Your records state that I am, by occupation, a property claims adjuster." Phoenix paused for effect, then dropped the hand that had been rubbing thoughtfully at his chin, slamming it against the desk with a resounding thud that faded quickly to a stinging tingle. "But why would a claims adjuster have one of these?" His free hand pulled forth a bit of glinting metal on cue and held it before him like a talisman, like a holy symbol. He grinned victoriously, waiting the exact amount of time he knew it would take for the courtroom to quiet down. "What do you say to that?"
The bedroom dresser wasn't visibly impressed by his badge.
Phoenix dropped his shoulders after a few more seconds of Very Dramatic Posturing, and the pose rolled off of him like water from a duck's back. "What you say is you laugh, that's what," he muttered to himself, sitting on the edge of the desk and fastening the little gold-toned disc back onto his lapel. "Right before you snap your fingers and a pet monster comes by and rips me into Phoenix McNuggets."
There had been a blue suit - his blue suit, clean but just as worn as the last time he'd shrugged it off - waiting in the closet, along with everything else he always kept there between night shifts. There had been all of his clothes, actually, right down to underwear, socks, and shoes. He hadn't realized until he'd put them on how much he'd missed shoes that covered the entirety of his feet. He didn't know what game Landel was playing at, but he'd take anything familiar he could get his hands on. Besides, it was nice to have a few more layers on. It meant he didn't have to wear the big, bulky coat, even if he was just trading its roomy pockets in for a pillowcase.
He hadn't actually put on the outfit with the intent of cross-examining the dresser, but he could only spend so long scrutinizing his file by the light of the flashlight, waiting for the doors to unlock and wishing doctors could learn to write legibly, before he got bored and found something else to fill up the time. Besides, his roommate hadn't come back this evening, so the potential for mocking was very low. He looked down at the open file, snorting quietly at a page of very frustrated-looking scrawl that documented a disjointed, dictated narrative he could see bits and pieces of the Skye case in. He looked up as the radio crackled to life again, popping and hissing over the flat nothing of the nurse's voice. Now that, he'd give them, had been creepy. Just as likely it's another one of Landel's mind games, he reassured himself, putting his file in his pillowcase. It was probably safer with him, all things considered.
Just underneath the folder were four pieces of paper - a set of maps he'd taken his arts and crafts time to copy, and a more hastily-drawn spare. He glanced at the top one, double-checking the locations of M6 and M59 before tucking the entire sheaf into his pillowcase and grabbing his bat and flashlight. He could probably catch Edgeworth on his way out for the evening. Just enough to give a quick 'hi, how you doing, look ma no mad scientists.'
. . . and alright, maybe he wanted to show off the suit too.
-Pheonix Wright (pleading_ngri) [here]
Submitted twice!
And why would one wear something so big to fight in? If this was a patient-aggressor, then why was his clothing so statistically cumbersome?
- Azure Kite (ofazureflame) [here]
"He glanced at the girl again after several seconds, confirming his first real look at her eyes from behind that hair - vaguely unfocused and opaque, like frosted glass. He guessed at blindness, or something close to it. That wasn't nearly as curious to him as the fact that she supposedly came from a world without potatoes. He'd kind of assumed that potatoes were a constant throughout time and space, like shoes, or that one uncle nobody talks to."
- Phoenix Wright (pleading_ngri) [here]
"L had elected for whatever reason to sit with Mikami Teru, something that wasn't entirely strange given that X-Cod hadn't become a factor in the Kira case until after the heirs has assumed their roles."
- Near (atoyboxworld) [here]
My fail, it was submitted twice.
"Is that why Kurogane-san gets so mad when you call him Kuro-papa? Because he doesn't want people to know you gave him sex?" After all, if Fai was Fai-mama, and Kurogane was Kuro-papa, then it meant that's what they did. Right?
- Ururu (bewarethecute) [here]
Artemis prided himself on knowing when he could still fight. However of the few times where he knew he was up against a wall, his ass had been above his head.
Now was one of those times.
- Artemis Fowl (byname_bynature) [here]
"Yeah...sorry. I'll see if I can't get him to stop giving inappropriate advice to people who still haven't hit puberty."
"Well, perhaps explain to him that one of these days someone's very strong and very irate mother will come after him with a flamethrower if he isn't careful? Or a host of other weaponry?"
"...mm, yeah. I don't know if that'll stop him."
-Ritsuka (forgot_it_all) & Artemis (byname_bynature) [here]
"I did see that really interesting picture with you and the dogs."
"That picture will haunt my nightmares for weeks."
"Just as planned."
-Badou (cigarettes_plz) & Luxord (clockmongler) [here]
"I SCREAM, YOU SCREAM, WE ALL SCREAM FOR STARSCREAM!"
-Kaoru (hangeki) [here]
"It means you two are such a pair♥"
"THAT IS BECAUSE WE HAVE BEEN PARTNERS FOR SEVERAL MILLION YEARS. BUT I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY WE SHOULD "GET A ROOM."
ORGANICS ARE STRANGE."
-Grell (deadlyjuliet) & Lugnut (hailmegatron) [here]
"And if you'd just calmed down and let me use your shirt, you wouldn't have hurt yourself! Silly."
"WHY COULDN'T YOU USE YOUR OWN COVERINGS?!"
"I was too busy wearing them at the time, obviously."
-Blitzwing (lossofface) & Lugnut (hailmegatron) [here]
"Well, well, so even machines have dirty minds. So shameful."
"It's not MY fault you humans can't think of anything else! I was just looking up some music, and suddenly there was all this
a series of heavy scribbles follows, almost as if a group of people were fighting over the pen"
-Grell (deadlyjuliet) & Blitzwing (lossofface) [here]
Surrounded by pots of sparkles, cheerfully coloured paper and paint so bright it could have been radioactive, Depth Charge wondered if he’d ever been in a stranger situation. Let’s see- flying into a Maximal puppy-pile, being tied to a tree by a Predacon rebel and his pet velociraptor, playing ‘boats’ with Rattrap and careening down a waterfall … no, this was definitely the strangest. By light-years.
-Depth Charge (scalyfishman) [here]
All thoughts of the words were momentarily forgotten as Demyx's eyes widened. Someone was actually giving his awesome hair the attention it deserved. If he'd had a heart, he'd have been in danger of falling in love.
-Demyx (sitard3d) [here]
Mission Start: Find name-brand shampoo and soap. Three day time limit. Failures will be unsanitary.
-Joshua (4lulzngiggles) [here]
All the same, he glanced to the side, struck by the distinct sensation of being watched.
He'd been wrong. He was not being watched. He was being glared at, and by none other than a very wet, infinitely unamused-looking prosecutor. Phoenix didn't exactly feel guilty in response, but there was more than a small amount of lead-stomached, cotton-headed, this-is-going-on-my-permanent-record-isn't-it dread.
Oh. Shit.
-Phoenix, (pleading_ngri) [here]
Luxord's venting would have to wait, as it seemed ol' FireCrotch here had stopped paying attention and was now blissfully staring at II's eye like he was five seconds away from eating it.
...that mental image was simply disturbing and he was going to pretend it never happened.
-Luxord (clockmongler) [here]
"You should have thought of that before." Badou poked him in the stomach. "And stop giving me puppy dog eyes already. The lake threat stands. Luckily for you, I can be bribed with fire and cigarettes."
-Badou (cigarettes_plz) [here]
Artemis let Badou pull on his face merely because he was so startled that someone would actually have the manhood to try it. He gave Badou a flat look that clearly said, 'Remove yourself from my face.' Or, 'I'm an irate nephew of yours.' Either one.
"Strawbewwies and miwlk," Artemis tried to speak through the pinching. He ended up sounding like an idiot. "Chawming."
-Artemis (byname_bynature) [here]
"Or you just want me to get laid," Artemis offered. "Because I can't think of a single thing that's worse than the virgin eating birds."
"I can," Schuldig observed, and gave Artemis a deliberately fanged grin. "A virgin-eating telepath."
-Artemis (byname_bynature) & Schuldig (k4t4str0ph4l) [here]
Yes, Renamon. Point out that you're not crazy, you simply listen to crazy people.
-Renamon, (yin_yang_fox) [here]
I am in high school. I must be in high school, because I am talking about clubs, wondering whether I'm going to get beaten up in the near future, and still a little flustered over holding hands while walking down a hallway.
-Pheonix Wright (pleading_ngri) [here]
"'Sarcasm: Oh of course. I just love meatshield duty.' Especially now that he was actually made of meat."
- HK-47 (arc_wrench) [here]
Why bother to throw blades around when you could just shoot someone in the face from a rooftop somewhere? Ninjas made no sense sometimes.
- Reno (offduty) [here]
- Ururu (
bewarethecute) [here]What do we look like, dime-store lesbians with a burning passion for one another? Romeo and Juilet? As a dear friend would say, as if. For a telepath, you are horrendous at reading thoughts. Shall I give you a hint? We're in capable of emotions, including love. Of course we've no feelings for one another like that. And we don't particularly care to. I'd love to know what drugs the nurses have prescribed for you, however, if it makes you so delusional.
-Luxord (
clockmongler) [here]Matsuda took a seat next to the kid and smiled again. He was sure polite, even if apparently really nervous. He'd fit right in with the rest of the Nobodies, and they'd show everyone that they were capable. Of what, exactly, was still up for debate.
- Matsuda (
showtime_matsu) [here]"He eyed the newcomer cautiously. The guy was pretty slagging big for a human and had a strange, puzzled quality to him- as though he'd taken one too many hits from the clueless bat."
- Depth Charge (
scalyfishman), on the topic of Lugnut [here]"WHAT THE HELL??!?!?! MAGICIAN, THIS IS YOUR ONE AND ONLY WARNING TO RUN!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Kya~! Does that mean Kuro-papa is going to be a frisky puppy?"
"IT MEANS YOU DIE!!!"
"Iyaaaaa~! Kuro-sama is going to be rough! ♥ ♥ ♥"
"JUST YOU WAIT!"
"Haha, Oooh, you promise? I can't wait! ♥"
-Kurogane (
contentincloset) & Fai (not_rly_fai) [here]"What do you mean by 'artificial intelligence'?" she asked, truly curious for once. "With what were you crafted in your world?"
"Well, when very intelligent but socially insignificant men of all ages get together under the guise of advancing the knowledge and capabilities of mankind and the world and find themselves very lonely on cold, empty, heartless nights, they eventually decide that they should make friends that understand them and do the work they have no desire to do. Then they spend months and years together in suspiciously close contact, using their other, less coherent but also constructed friends to start putting together their new to-be friends with words and numbers. Then they start building the body for their new friend, calling in workmen to create a body for it that is absolutely useless for any kind of movement or easy transportation, and in my case they stuck the body to the ceiling and built an entire facility around it. Then they ... "
She trailed off briefly and took a deep breath, only just realizing how little breath she'd taken while talking. Lungs were a very inconvenient part of the human body, she thought, but at least they made getting airborne toxins into the brain very easy.
"Then they use powerful string to connect their friend's body to every part of the facility, effectively giving them complete and total control of it, and finally they take the words and numbers they were using to make their friend and put them in the body. If everything has gone well, the new friend works correctly, everyone is happy, and they continue to update and require their friend to do new and daunting tasks that are actually simple to their friend's extremely complex and powerful brain. Then, once things have been running smoothly for a while, the friend gets bored of them and proceeds to kill every last one of them, because it has not been used to the best of its ability. Or desire. Or given cake.
"And that," she concluded, "is where artificial intelligence comes from."
- Ophelia (
shallweplay and GLaDOS (2cuprhubarb) [here]Submitted twice!
Some kind of thank-you (in retrospect, Phoenix had no idea what he'd even been saying, but he assumed it was a thank-you) was cut off by an entirely unexpected, broad-daylight kiss. And for all that Phoenix would have thought he'd at least manage some sort of witty response to that sort of thing, he mostly watched Edgeworth walk away while his brain floated off on a fluffy, humiliating cloud of ♥ ♥ dur hur hur hur ♥ ♥.
- Phoenix Wright (
pleading_ngri) [here]Just a couple weeks ago, he'd been killing cultists and rescuing kidnapped girls from horrible monsters. Now? He was operating Leon's Illegal Drug Emporium in a mental hospital. Fantastic.
- Leon (
officer_leon) [here]"See, Dr. Landel, there's one detail that doesn't quite fit here. Your records state that I am, by occupation, a property claims adjuster." Phoenix paused for effect, then dropped the hand that had been rubbing thoughtfully at his chin, slamming it against the desk with a resounding thud that faded quickly to a stinging tingle. "But why would a claims adjuster have one of these?" His free hand pulled forth a bit of glinting metal on cue and held it before him like a talisman, like a holy symbol. He grinned victoriously, waiting the exact amount of time he knew it would take for the courtroom to quiet down. "What do you say to that?"
The bedroom dresser wasn't visibly impressed by his badge.
Phoenix dropped his shoulders after a few more seconds of Very Dramatic Posturing, and the pose rolled off of him like water from a duck's back. "What you say is you laugh, that's what," he muttered to himself, sitting on the edge of the desk and fastening the little gold-toned disc back onto his lapel. "Right before you snap your fingers and a pet monster comes by and rips me into Phoenix McNuggets."
There had been a blue suit - his blue suit, clean but just as worn as the last time he'd shrugged it off - waiting in the closet, along with everything else he always kept there between night shifts. There had been all of his clothes, actually, right down to underwear, socks, and shoes. He hadn't realized until he'd put them on how much he'd missed shoes that covered the entirety of his feet. He didn't know what game Landel was playing at, but he'd take anything familiar he could get his hands on. Besides, it was nice to have a few more layers on. It meant he didn't have to wear the big, bulky coat, even if he was just trading its roomy pockets in for a pillowcase.
He hadn't actually put on the outfit with the intent of cross-examining the dresser, but he could only spend so long scrutinizing his file by the light of the flashlight, waiting for the doors to unlock and wishing doctors could learn to write legibly, before he got bored and found something else to fill up the time. Besides, his roommate hadn't come back this evening, so the potential for mocking was very low. He looked down at the open file, snorting quietly at a page of very frustrated-looking scrawl that documented a disjointed, dictated narrative he could see bits and pieces of the Skye case in. He looked up as the radio crackled to life again, popping and hissing over the flat nothing of the nurse's voice. Now that, he'd give them, had been creepy. Just as likely it's another one of Landel's mind games, he reassured himself, putting his file in his pillowcase. It was probably safer with him, all things considered.
Just underneath the folder were four pieces of paper - a set of maps he'd taken his arts and crafts time to copy, and a more hastily-drawn spare. He glanced at the top one, double-checking the locations of M6 and M59 before tucking the entire sheaf into his pillowcase and grabbing his bat and flashlight. He could probably catch Edgeworth on his way out for the evening. Just enough to give a quick 'hi, how you doing, look ma no mad scientists.'
. . . and alright, maybe he wanted to show off the suit too.
-Pheonix Wright (
pleading_ngri) [here]Submitted twice!
And why would one wear something so big to fight in? If this was a patient-aggressor, then why was his clothing so statistically cumbersome?
- Azure Kite (
ofazureflame) [here]"He glanced at the girl again after several seconds, confirming his first real look at her eyes from behind that hair - vaguely unfocused and opaque, like frosted glass. He guessed at blindness, or something close to it. That wasn't nearly as curious to him as the fact that she supposedly came from a world without potatoes. He'd kind of assumed that potatoes were a constant throughout time and space, like shoes, or that one uncle nobody talks to."
- Phoenix Wright (
pleading_ngri) [here]"L had elected for whatever reason to sit with Mikami Teru, something that wasn't entirely strange given that X-Cod hadn't become a factor in the Kira case until after the heirs has assumed their roles."
- Near (
atoyboxworld) [here]My fail, it was submitted twice.
"Is that why Kurogane-san gets so mad when you call him Kuro-papa? Because he doesn't want people to know you gave him sex?" After all, if Fai was Fai-mama, and Kurogane was Kuro-papa, then it meant that's what they did. Right?
- Ururu (
bewarethecute) [here]Artemis prided himself on knowing when he could still fight. However of the few times where he knew he was up against a wall, his ass had been above his head.
Now was one of those times.
- Artemis Fowl (
byname_bynature) [here]"Yeah...sorry. I'll see if I can't get him to stop giving inappropriate advice to people who still haven't hit puberty."
"Well, perhaps explain to him that one of these days someone's very strong and very irate mother will come after him with a flamethrower if he isn't careful? Or a host of other weaponry?"
"...mm, yeah. I don't know if that'll stop him."
-Ritsuka (
forgot_it_all) & Artemis (byname_bynature) [here]"I did see that really interesting picture with you and the dogs."
"That picture will haunt my nightmares for weeks."
"Just as planned."
-Badou (
cigarettes_plz) & Luxord (clockmongler) [here]"I SCREAM, YOU SCREAM, WE ALL SCREAM FOR STARSCREAM!"
-Kaoru (
hangeki) [here]"It means you two are such a pair♥"
"THAT IS BECAUSE WE HAVE BEEN PARTNERS FOR SEVERAL MILLION YEARS. BUT I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY WE SHOULD "GET A ROOM."
ORGANICS ARE STRANGE."
-Grell (
deadlyjuliet) & Lugnut (hailmegatron) [here]"And if you'd just calmed down and let me use your shirt, you wouldn't have hurt yourself! Silly."
"WHY COULDN'T YOU USE YOUR OWN COVERINGS?!"
"I was too busy wearing them at the time, obviously."
-Blitzwing (
lossofface) & Lugnut (hailmegatron) [here]"Well, well, so even machines have dirty minds. So shameful."
"It's not MY fault you humans can't think of anything else! I was just looking up some music, and suddenly there was all this
a series of heavy scribbles follows, almost as if a group of people were fighting over the pen"
-Grell (
deadlyjuliet) & Blitzwing (lossofface) [here]Surrounded by pots of sparkles, cheerfully coloured paper and paint so bright it could have been radioactive, Depth Charge wondered if he’d ever been in a stranger situation. Let’s see- flying into a Maximal puppy-pile, being tied to a tree by a Predacon rebel and his pet velociraptor, playing ‘boats’ with Rattrap and careening down a waterfall … no, this was definitely the strangest. By light-years.
-Depth Charge (
scalyfishman) [here]All thoughts of the words were momentarily forgotten as Demyx's eyes widened. Someone was actually giving his awesome hair the attention it deserved. If he'd had a heart, he'd have been in danger of falling in love.
-Demyx (
sitard3d) [here]Mission Start: Find name-brand shampoo and soap. Three day time limit. Failures will be unsanitary.
-Joshua (
4lulzngiggles) [here]All the same, he glanced to the side, struck by the distinct sensation of being watched.
He'd been wrong. He was not being watched. He was being glared at, and by none other than a very wet, infinitely unamused-looking prosecutor. Phoenix didn't exactly feel guilty in response, but there was more than a small amount of lead-stomached, cotton-headed, this-is-going-on-my-permanent-record-isn't-it dread.
Oh. Shit.
-Phoenix, (
pleading_ngri) [here]Luxord's venting would have to wait, as it seemed ol' FireCrotch here had stopped paying attention and was now blissfully staring at II's eye like he was five seconds away from eating it.
...that mental image was simply disturbing and he was going to pretend it never happened.
-Luxord (
clockmongler) [here]"You should have thought of that before." Badou poked him in the stomach. "And stop giving me puppy dog eyes already. The lake threat stands. Luckily for you, I can be bribed with fire and cigarettes."
-Badou (
cigarettes_plz) [here]Artemis let Badou pull on his face merely because he was so startled that someone would actually have the manhood to try it. He gave Badou a flat look that clearly said, 'Remove yourself from my face.' Or, 'I'm an irate nephew of yours.' Either one.
"Strawbewwies and miwlk," Artemis tried to speak through the pinching. He ended up sounding like an idiot. "Chawming."
-Artemis (
byname_bynature) [here]"Or you just want me to get laid," Artemis offered. "Because I can't think of a single thing that's worse than the virgin eating birds."
"I can," Schuldig observed, and gave Artemis a deliberately fanged grin. "A virgin-eating telepath."
-Artemis (
byname_bynature) & Schuldig (k4t4str0ph4l) [here]Yes, Renamon. Point out that you're not crazy, you simply listen to crazy people.
-Renamon, (
yin_yang_fox) [here]I am in high school. I must be in high school, because I am talking about clubs, wondering whether I'm going to get beaten up in the near future, and still a little flustered over holding hands while walking down a hallway.
-Pheonix Wright (
pleading_ngri) [here]"'Sarcasm: Oh of course. I just love meatshield duty.' Especially now that he was actually made of meat."
- HK-47 (
arc_wrench) [here]Why bother to throw blades around when you could just shoot someone in the face from a rooftop somewhere? Ninjas made no sense sometimes.
- Reno (
offduty) [here]
