 | Silent Night, holy night...
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 | Why is singing christmas themes in a normal pitched voice a month before the season starts?
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 | It's never too early to start plugging the season of spending. I have bonuses to make and people to send into debt. Why not start now?
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 | You're a mean one, Mr Grinch.
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 | Which begs the question: how did you get the emo god to sing christmas carols?
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 | By giving him a girlfriend, of course. My mystic powers are good for more than turning Godlikes into ash.
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| I should have known you'd be behind it. It's both underhanded and horrifing.
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| And cheap. Rashidi gave me the rights to use Xorn all this season for some free airtime and Odin abuse.
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 | Speaking of horrifing, who the hell would date Xorn?
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 | Hello, darklings. ^_^
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 | Oh dear me, no. Her?!
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| Man, I remember her at the last Godlike party. She couldn't even even get anyone to pay attention to her when she stripped. Even Zed blew her off. When Zed considers you to be too much of a failure and an attention whore, you've got problems.
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| That's why Xorn and her get along so well. Who else but me would figure it out. BWHAHAHAH!
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| Aahh, it doesn't matter how. Time Kompression is so boring next to having someone to snuggle with~
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| Indeed!
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| The love birds won't prepare at all for their matches. Once again the Wiseman outplans his foes.
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| How did you manage to summon Xorn? Your cred around Godlike isn't what it used to be.
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| Remember Diablos?
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| Sadly.
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 | Funny, all I can remember is a catgirl beating him last time.
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| SILENCE, WHELP. THAT WAS A FLUKE.
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| Speaking of flukes, welcome to godlike kid. How do you intend to beat Ultimecia, when you couldn't even handle Edea?
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| The same way the old mage over there intends to win.
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| Sit around and do nothing while those two freaks double date?
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| Beg Yuna to beat Ultimecia up for you?
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| Show her Gungnir and the
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| Acid Cloud!
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| It burns AND exfoliates!
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| ..I was going to say a blitzing offense to take advantage of how our foes start slowly, but ya'll decided to go for the mockery. How predicab-
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| Jihad!
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| My hair!
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| Sometimes, being predictable is a good thing. Speaking of which, let's bring out the next victims and let the lovebirds wander off.
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 | I want to go on an adventure!
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 | ...No. *twitch* Leave me alone, you creton.
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| Aww, Rune made a friend! Doesn't he look just like Just-
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| Don't say that name around me, squid.
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| What, Just-
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| YES, THAT.
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 | I feel for you, man.
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| You should be sainted for putting up with that idiot for an entire game.
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| Blah blah blah adventure. You'd think he find something else to rant about, but no. Or that women would be more into a smooth man of ideals and not some idiot child.
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| You're preaching to the choir. We're sexy, rich, and successful. What does Feena see in that twit?
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| Perhaps we could get a word in edgewise, gentlemen?
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| What, and waste valuable airtime on you? We still have hours of commiserating to do about that fool.
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 | I'll say. Let these two dreamboats talk forever.
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| Understandable. Even if Rune will tragically have to cut you down.
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| *Giggle* I'm a trained dragoon and no easy fight. After I berserk Rune, I'll have all day to do what I want with him.
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| Permission to kill myself to block out those images.
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| Denied.
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 | Dreamboats? Did someone call for me? I'm a sniper with an eye for the target -and- the ladies. I'm Irvine, and I'm here to thrill.
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| ...Boss?
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| Sigh. I didn't want to have to do this. Odin, could you teleport our friend in?
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| To get rid of Irvine? I'd date Brahne for a month. Teleport!
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 | Bwhahahah! Someone has a pig they want to get rid of?
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| Irvine.
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| Bwhahahah! DIE, PIG!
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| Huh, what. That's no lad- *URK*
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| The Beast Rune always needs energy!
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| IT BURNS. DEAR GOD, IT BURNS. IS NO ONE GOING TO SAVE ME?!!!?
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| ..We allow human sacrifices on the show now? Man, my opinion of Nate just went up.
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| No. Just for Irvine.
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| There's the slight problem of an out of control madman on the set who wants to slaughter people to power up his rune.
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| We could fight to the death here.
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| Or we could split and leave this mess to Chisato, who so insulted us.
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| Not very hero lik- *Urk!*
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| Die, maggot!
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| But wise. Besides, I don't want to mess up my hair before my fight. Ryuka!
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| I'll stop him!
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| Huh, you're still here?
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| I can't stand by and let this madman run free! Prepare to meet your end!
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| Any bets on how long Stahn lasts?
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| Thirty seconds.
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| You're on.
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| I wouldn't even take those odds.
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| Aww, the little piggy wants to fight? Burn!
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| Hey, Kronos never did that. THAT HURTS! Stop that!
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| He figured Luca would be as bad as Kronos? No wonder why he stuck around to fight.
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| *Thud*
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| 11 seconds. Looks like you lose, Morte.
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| *Grumble* Stupid fleshy creatures.
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| Highly entertaining but also quick. We have anyone stupid enough left to pick a one on one fight with Luca? He's about done tormenting Stahn.
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| Someone 'heroic'.
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| Someone who needs to gain some honor in a hurry.
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| A complete fool.
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| Hey, I'm not sticking my nose in there. I'm still sizzling from Rashidi's attack.
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| Not you. Our next middle, in fact.
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 | Oh boy. Nate said there was an out of control boss here who needs to be put down. A great chance to prove what a heroic fighter I am. That I'm more than a one note status attacker. That I deserve respect! Have at you, villian!
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| So boss, who did you tell Zidane that he was fighting?
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| Mullen.
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| Cruel.
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| But hilarious.
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| Thanks. I thought you all deserved a break for the earlier Irvine abuse, so I decided to provide some more entertainment.
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| Aww, another loser wishes to test themselves against the great Luca? How funny!
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| ..Mommy. ;_;
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| Ever seen a limb ripped out, set on fire, and stuck back in it's proper place before like that?
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| Can't say I have.
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| Remarkble that Zidane's still breathing, let alone screaming.
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| This is fun, but we're nearly out of time. Find someone to stop him before he causes damage to something besides expendable guests.
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| I'M A HERO, DAMN YOU ALL. YOU'RE GOING TO LET ME SUFFER?
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| Pretty much. Boss lady?
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| On it. Let's kick out three random guests... ooh, perfect. We have three royals left.
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 | An evil prince to stop?
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 | Slandering the good name of princes and princesses everywhere?
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 | !!! (Yeah! Let's stop this madman!)
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| Royal defenders of the Light, commence attack!
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| Bring it!
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| How long were those three together?
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| Five minutes.
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| Man, I guess all goody good two shoes -are- all alike.
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| Speaking of time, wrap this all up now. I have a massage to get to.
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 | Good fight over there. Is that Luca or that Suikoden brat's arm that just went flying?
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| Who knows.
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| I'm not done yet, pigs!
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| Luca's.
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| Ahem.
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| Right. Tony, I send you over the file on Leon. Richmond, Kidd, and Legault all put in reports, as did I. You'll have no problems handling him.
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| Thanks. I hate kids.
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 | Hey, I thought we were friends! Why would you do that?
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| Your existance means that we see less of that tall, frosty glass of a man called Dias. It's criminal. On top of that you freaking hit on me at Fun City. You're 12!
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| Really, that's wrong. With Chisato being something like 55. Hit on people closer to your age.
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| Like any real man would touch her.
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| ....Cameras off NOW. Looks like I need to beat the fail out of you all!
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| Viki, kindly teleport me out of here?
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 | Sure. Ah-choo! |
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