 | ...thin... on...
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 | ...shoul... know? I'm...
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 | ...in the he... you do to... mera, Odin?
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 | ...ust needs... smack.
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 | ... a good idea.
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 | Gaah!
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 | That seems to have done it. We're rolling!
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 | Welcome to Behind the Scenes, where any problem can be solved with enough violence. Sorry for the technical delays, but we seem to be up and running...
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 | Ooh, pretty birdies!
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 | Well, most of us, anyway.
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 | Let's get started. Our first guests today are from Godlike. Please give a warm welcome to Yuna and Loki!
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 | It's a pleasure to be here.
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 | How the mighty have fallen, Odin. It is almost embarassing to see you in such a state.
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 | Are you my mommy?
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 | No, I think Loki looks a little too normal to be related to you, God boy.
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 | Yuna, the question on everyone's mind here is this: FF X-2. Why?
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 | I beg your pardon?
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 | You showed more skin than a sunblock commercial, and spent the whole time looking for someone that most of us were glad to be rid of.
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 | I... I was young, and I needed the money! Don't judge me!
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 | Pity. I was about to rate you with two tens. One for each...
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 | Morte!
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 | Don't worry, I'm sure there will still be enough business for you to...
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 | You don't want to finish that thought. Now Loki, you have a familiar opponent. Do you think you can beat Freya?
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 | Of course! The poor goddess will have no choice but to bow before my power.
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 | Hey! Snugglebunny won't lose to you!
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 | Snugglebunny?
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 | Why did I ever think you were a threat to me?
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 | I think you were tightening your headbands a little too much. Now, on to Heavy. Who do we have?
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 | Meliadoul and Edgar.
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 | Hey, beautiful. Why don't you and I go out back and...
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 | Shellbust Stab.
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 | AAGH!
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 | Scratch off Edgar.
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 | Ms. Tingel, you and your father are both competing this week. How does that make you feel?
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 | My father is dead to me. His soul was consumed by the fires of Hades, and all that is left is a hollow shell.
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 | Have you ever considered a career in goth poetry?
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 | Well, good luck with your parental issues. Now onto Middle. Ultros, who do we have on standby?
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 | Umm...
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 | Attention, members of the RPGDL.
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 | We, the neato members of the Fire Emblem cast...
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 | ...respectfully make notice that we will do everything in our power to uphold our honour.
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 | Not another invasion...
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 | Invasion?! Why, certainly not, good sir.
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 | We just wanted to let everyone know that we are prepared to show our might to the world.
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 | Yeah! I mean, who would be silly enough to try and invade?
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 | From the looks of the Light entries, you'll have your answer soon enough.
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 | ... I don't want to do this.
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 | Come on, if we want to make a good first impression, we have to stand out from the crowd. How else will we invade?
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 | By slaying the opposition?
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 | Whatever. Let's just get this over with.
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 | Music, please!
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 | I like music.
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 | When you're a Star, you're a Star all the way!
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 | From your first strategy battle to your last dying day!
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 | When you're a Star, let them do what they can!
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 | You've got comrades along, you're a family man!
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 | And the show hits a new low...
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 | Those guys are weird.
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 | Well, they're Stars of Destiny. They'll take anyone.
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 | Say, if they're Stars, then isn't it our solemn duty to send them to the sky?
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 | You're never aloneeeeee...
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 | Isn't that sweet. Maybe they can share a hospital room together.
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 | And on that heartwarming note, it's time to say goodbye.
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 | Be sure to come back next week, when we'll either be laughing at Odin for his stupidity, or... come to think of it, there's no "or" about it.
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