Game text

902,736 entries

• Intrafluxion nodes
• Golems activate in: %str1%
• Intrafluxion Node
• Caracotl is delivering goods to Michotl Grounds, but the swamp is dangerous for lone travelers. Help her make it there in one piece, and she may trade with you.
• Escort Caracotl to Michotl Grounds.
• Caracotl
• Michotl Grounds
• Offer to assist Caracotl.
• They've had their sneaky mitts on my experiments. They've befouled my research!
• Surely, you can re-create whatever experiments they ruined.
• Bah! Perhaps they can't spoil my genius. They can, however, steal my thunder.
• Take that, you oily purge-cranks! And don't come back.
• What he said!
• We're not finished here, Kippf.
• What do you mean?
• We may have chased them off, but the Inquest still managed to lift some of our golems.
• So we're going to march up to the Inquest complex and demand they return our property.
• I don't think that's a good idea, Xapp.
• Nonsense! My ideas are always good. Follow me!
• See you at the surface.
• Victory is mine!
• I've lost power! Wonderful. Phenomenal. Oh, this is embarrassing.
• We might as well join the Inquest with that kind of defense.
• Invasive—life—force—detected.
• Fear not! I can take care of this.
• Initiate—automated—response.
• I almost have it! One more turn here and...
• We need to augment this golem's firepower to max output. We're going to need fire opals. The more the better.
• Is that how we'll win the golem battle?
• It's more than a golem battle. The lab's reputation is at stake, especially mine. Let's go.
• All of us?
• No. You stay here. See if you can recruit a few interns, and keep your sensors alert for Hydrone spies. They play dirty.
• Have I mentioned how much I love generators? They hum so sweetly.
• A gazillion times, verging on the obsessive. I just want them to power this golem.
• Ahem. The ratio of talk to completed work is inversely proportional.
• Stand back, Incomp Optics. We are on a mission of great importance.
• You stay away from those generators, you bottom-feeding slug!
• Ahh, yeah, we can't. They are the target of our mission. Stand aside, or be squelched.
• I feel as if I've channeled all my own energy into the grid.
• In a way, my friend, you did. Your steadfast exertions are much appreciated.
• Uh-oh.
• ANOTHER DOOR! It can't be. And this one looks unbreakable.
• What will we do now?
• Well. There's a lock mechanism. We just need the crystal that fits in it.
• But it could be anywhere! This lab's been abandoned for two hundred and fifty years!
• Get comfortable. We're not going anywhere.
• There you have it. Proof positive that there is no substitution for my Ooze Booze!
• If my nay-sayers could see me now, they'd be bowing at Doctor Bleent's feet!
• We're out of time. We don't have enough for maximum power, but it'll have to do. Remind me to find a way to control time one of these days.
• I'll put it on your calendar. For now, we need to get to the battle arena. Lead the way, 1080!