~Stan says to Rosalyn "Atta girl, fat legs! Attracting suspicious old men!"
~Rosalyn while mocking Stan "I'm Stan! I'm so evil! I'm sooo supreme! When I appear, the heavens quake with fear!"
~Marlene talking to Julia "There, there country girl. Cool down your temper. Would you like a cow?"
~Talking to a door "Thinking's hard. Let's just kill it!"
~Epros talking "Um...yes, that was thrilling. Shall we then? Onto the killing..."
~More Epros "Permit my hazard into your plight. Once life sucked, now 'tis alright?"
~Big Bull talking about Epros "He should be smashing and pounding people! Not being all floaty. That's not power!"
Epros: A tisket, a tasket, a caveat I bring. You can call me something like Phantom Evil King.
Stan: Hey, hey!! You are a fake Evil King too!? They're everywhere!! Like insects!
Rosalyn: So much for being a beautiful and unique snowflake. Hee hee!
Rosalyn: Just because a pretty girl uncorked your bottle doesn't mean you need to joyfully come out!
Stan: Who's the pretty girl? That is quite enough of your lip! You fat butt!
Rosalyn: What the hell part of me is fat? You flat-butted, three-dimensionally challenged Evil King!
Epros: I confess that... 'Twould that I could, a less vulgar entrance I'd have designed... Alas, 'tis the only way I can warn thee within the range of "classification" I am assigned.
Stan: It's you again. You never learn. And it's just like the last time.
Epros: Hush, cheeky king! Our act is nearly done! 'Twas at the Gear Tower foretold that this fight 'twould be won... The key is at the Deep Grave Pit. To war, to wit! To our melee, run!
Rosalyn: Why do you need to say such a thing? Are you trying to show that you are calm? You think you are the Evil King who can replace Stan over there?
Epros: Fortune may smile on I and thee... That I am not him and he is not me. Mark my defeat and the Great Evil King candidate thou shalt see. Ah, the intention in thy eyes... Thou wishes to find it and beget its demise! 'Fore its great evil, the Great Evil King doth exercise! I tell you this thus so that I may learn what I need to know... My purpose is beyond vanity or show... ... Enough! Lest such dalliance Beiloune's notice invite. Fare thee well 'til our fight!
Kisling: Hey wait! What do you want to know...? Oh, he's gone.
Stan: Strange man. I'm not happy with this, slave. It seems like we're being led.
Linda: Oh, but he's, like, somewhat cool. Who is he?
Big Bull: He's not cool at all! Cool means being powerful and smashin' stuff! Not being floaty! That's not power!
Stan: That's right, Bull! He's not cool! I'm the coolest one here! Good call!
Linda: Oh, Stan darling. Don't be jealous.
 Botan the Cute Reaper · Fri May 13, 2011 @ 12:16am · 0 Comments |
