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               "---You see that guy? He totally broke that post, not me."

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armor seller. i am going into battle and i need only your strongest armor.

you are not worthy of my strongest armor

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If time does not end you, God will.

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                 "Lady? I... I thought you were... You know what? Never mind."

                              “It is impolite for a lady to be staring or                                 stared at. I have done no such thing.”

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                       "It's called dedication, Charlii. I have low blood sugar, I need                         chocolate."

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fallen | fall·en | [faw-luhn]

1. having dropped or come down from a higher place, from an upright position, or from a higher level, degree, amount, quality, value, number etc. 2. overthrown, destroyed or conquered: a fallen city. 3. degraded or immoral.

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because a man looking for a fight will kill the whole world if he has to

eric kocher

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                "Since when did people need a reason to be friendly?                  Just saying hello. Sheesh..."

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❝…Then why are you here?❞

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             "I think our definitions of help are different things,               because you seem to be doing a good job at...               what you're doing."

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❝If you’re here to help, then by all       means, help. If you’re not,       please go away.❞

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                "... Everything went out of the window when you said 'electric fists'.                  Nobody ever told me that Titans have electric fists.                       ... Show me. Just don't, you know, punch my with them."

"Sometime, but usually at that point I am already back in the city trying to find a way to wind down. Plus electric fists are never boring in the heat of battle."

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             "No, I wasn't. I was standing here enjoying my sandwich.               And then you started staring. Stop staring at me."

" You were staring first . "

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               "Well..."                      He places a finger against the back of her ear, giving her                      a false gasp as he pulls a coin from behind her ear.                "... You don't ever clean your ears apparently. That's gross, Kat.                 Personal hygiene is important, even if you aren't human."

                   ”Hm? What? What is it?”

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            "Yeah, your face plates. I've seen Exos with expressions before.               Or... oh."                    Robots, robots, robots. Imagine the horror from Blade Runner                    to reality, these robots aren't even humanoid. It's a little                     disappointing, to say the least. Jed scratches at the thick of                    his beard, a hum emanating.             "You don't have to be sassy with me, Optimus Prime."

“ You mean… my face plates?

  No. I cannot smile. But that doesn’t mean I’m not happy. “

His tone was calm, almost monotone. Far from happy however. His head tilted slightly to the right.

“ I'm happy right now.   Can you not tell?   I’m absolutely ecstatic. “

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                "Okay, I'm pretty sure elves aren't real, and ---                  okay, elves might be real."

                “It looks like it was beat up by those Keebler                  cookie elves. Stay away from it.”

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My poor mother begged for a sheep but raised a wolf.

Michelle K., Four Rhythms. (via beguilemesnake)

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