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- Mobilizing. Destination: Battleground—Plaza.
- What would happen if I gave Ooze Booze to an ooze?
- Oh my. This could be FAScinating! And bad.
- A rift was opened, and something came through! Those primitive skritt.
- We have to kill that thing before it escapes the Anthill and sets its sights on us!
- In the name of the Eternal Alchemy, be careful, and be ready for anything.
- My niche is exploration facilitation. Designing and building protective gear.
- I'm close to a breakthrough on my total-protection hazmat suit, but I need help.
- Geniusi and geniusettes, the time approaches. I want to hear you make some noise!
- Wooo! Yeah!
- Hey! You married, cutie? Wooo! Yeah!
- (laugh) That's it! Get rowdy! The golems will be here shortly.
- I'm going to tell you guys a little secret. When talking to hylek, never ever ever—
- Oh! (laugh)
- We were amazing, but let's not celebrate just yet. We still have to get out of here in one piece.
- Inject some hustle in your step! Let's keep moving!
- Follow my lead. These hylek crave civilization. We'll have no trouble with them.
- What about Pimm? They brought him back in pieces.
- Pimm was an idiot. He didn't understand the subtleties of dealing with an inferior race.
- Excuse me, Chief Grumm. I have some parts you ordered.
- I don't remember ordering any parts.
- You're Grumm aren't you? It says this is for you.
- Very well. Leave it over there and be gone.
- Hey! What do you think you're doing?
- Oh, don't mind me. I just need some samples and then I'll be out of your... er... hair.
- He's taking our poison! Chief Cipactli will be displeased.
- Grab him and inform the chief.
- You are a god, K.A. 1080. You did me proud.
- Acknowledged. I—am—a—god.
- Magic—battery—cell—nearing—capacity.
- Just a bit more. I'm sure you can handle it.
- Well, that was an interesting turn of events.
- Interesting?
- Yes. Let's call it an "unforeseen variable in a routine training exercise."
- I think you're an "unforeseen variable."
- Where'd you run off to...?
- I was seeking help for you. Those creatures might have torn you limb from limb.
- I'm fine, no thanks to you, and I have all the samples I need for my research.
- Kablooey! We did it! Hehe. The lab of dark forces has fallen dark!
- Those Inquest wannabes aren't so smart. They rely on petty thuggery.
- Would it be fair to call us thugs based on our most recent actions?
- That's irrelevant. What's done is done.
- I've never in my life been so energized and frustrated simultaneously.
- What's the matter, chief?
- I've observed skritt IQs increase as the number of them in proximity goes up, but where's the limit? I must know!
- I'm not sure it's wise to push some boundaries. Anything beyond "too far" is bad.
- Where's your spirit of discovery? Imagine the implications! Accompany me as I collect specimens. Alive, of course.
- Very well, but I'm not going to enjoy it.
- A mass of eyes, as requested! This should be enough to reach maximum capacity.
- Better late than never. I'll handle the transmutations this time.