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- My subjects! It is time for you-know-what to start!
- The king—that's me—is getting bored. I need more mirth, more bloodshed. Lunatics!
- Rise from your graves!
- Gather 'round, my subjects!
- Hear me, my subjects!
- Did your courage die with your ancestors? Come on!
- Now, we shall play a game loved and feared by all of Tyria for countless centuries. Surely, you've heard of it. Prepare yourselves for...
- ...Mad King Says!
- For all of you sad sops who don't know the rules, hear me now! You must do only what your Mad King says, and nothing else! Consider it a lesson in obedience.
- When I command you with the phrase, "Mad King says," respond immediately with enthusiasm. If these words do not reach your dirty little ears, do nothing.
- Ready? If not, that's unfortunate for you, because the game begins now!
- My loving subjects, did I hear you beckon me? Your Mad King says...
- What a king says is law. And your Mad King says...
- It's far too quiet around here. Your Mad King says...
- You must all come to know my daunting ferocity. Your Mad King says...
- This Mad King says...
- Your Mad King says...
- Let resounding waves of laughter shake the trees and doors! Your Mad King says...
- Shake your heads in disapproval, because someone somewhere has undoubtedly proposed something darkly treasonous! Your Mad King says...
- I'm fond of assigning blame to other people, aren't you? Your Mad King says...
- I'll not have my subjects looking like dimwits—even if they are. Your Mad King says...
- Display a little respect before you lose your head. Your Mad King says...
- Subjects! Do you wish to learn the secret to effective diplomacy? Show indifference to everything. Your Mad King says...
- Just looking at you standing around makes me feel tired. Your Mad King says...
- Oh, poor little subjects. Have my games worn you all out? Your Mad King says...
- Though I have always been a paragon of generosity, some of my subjects—ungrateful pigs—once expressed discontent. Your Mad King says...
- My enemies stand before you. What do you do? Your Mad King says...
- Raise your glasses to me and my health! Your Mad King says...
- All my subjects crave my attention. Perhaps, I will notice you this time. Your Mad King says...
- Are you enjoying yourselves? Your Mad King says...
- I love having courtiers at my beck and call. I doubt any of you knows what that feels like. Oh, perhaps your King will allow you to try it. BECKON!
- Bow before me! BOW!
- It's a celebration! I expect you to CHEER!
- Am I not frightening? COWER!
- Listen to the music in your head! DANCE!
- I demand a show of fealty. KNEEL!
- I thought of a hilarious joke the other day about a sylvari who ran into a minotaur and...I don't remember the rest, but I expect you to LAUGH!
- Are you getting tired of this? Do you want me to leave? You'd better say NO!
- Who is the most amiable and shrewd ruler in Tyria's history? Here is where you should POINT!
- If a sylvari eats a salad, is it cannibalism? That should give you something to think about. Right? PONDER!
- Uh-ten-hut! Stomach in! Chest out! Wipe that smirk off your face, soldier! SALUTE!
- The other day I lost my head. All I could do was shrug. SHRUG!
- This is far too formal. Sit. All of you! SIT!
- I know this festival is thrilling, but you must do as I command, and I command you all to SLEEP!
- Queen Salma and I are related. Are you SURPRISED?
- To be my subjects, you must be fierce! Menacing! Frightening, even! I want to see you THREATEN!
- What festival is complete without a TOAST?
- Your king is among you! Why do you not WAVE?
- Do you love me? Are you in awe of my magnificence? Say YES!
- Here's a little something for all my LOYAL subjects.