- Atsumi
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- Exalted Mythic Member
"I've got a -insert the word here...- for murder"
-Sarge
Sarge: Great! With these new color-coded instructions, building robots has never been easier. Now all the thousands of mistakes I've made on my previous efforts see laughably obvious. -laughs- Ah, except for you Simmons, no mistakes there.
Simmons: Yeah, I didn't think so, sir. You're great at this. Even without any formal training or first party certification.
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-Ghost shoots-
Doc: Oops! Sorry about that big explosion.
O'malley: Sorry it wasn't bigger! Hah hah hah!
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Sarge: Grif, were gonna die. I'm glad we get these last few moments to make amen. My only hope is that I die before you. So that I don't live though the horror of losing a man on the battle field.
Grif: Yeah, I hope you die first too, Sarge.
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"Today seems like a good day to teleport! Geranamo! "
-Sarge
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Caboose: How is that pink armor anyway? Looks comfortable.
Donut: At first I really hated it. But it's kind of grown on me. My old armor used to chafe my thighs something awful, but the crotch in this pink one is surprisingly roomy
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Caboose: That was fun! Okay, okay. Your turn! Truth or dare?
Donut: Hmm Truth!
Caboose: Okay! Tell me all of the reds secret plans!
Donut: Aww you tricked me! You blue guys are so smart!
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"SHEEEIIIIIIIIILA! COME BACK TO ME! I MADE YOU A MUFFIN!"
-Caboose
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"It's very simple. We use a flea-flicker maneuver with a run and gun two by two approach, tactical ops will be- Aw hell. Who am I kiddin? Grif, Donut, just go stand in the way of their bullets while me and Simmons 2.0 sneak around back to grab Lopez"
-Sarge
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Donut: Oh, come on. I could be double 0 Donut!
Simmons: You mean, like D00nut?
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Yeah, I better stop now...