Since you're into Ratchet and Clank at the moment, how about the 'I can make it look like an accident!' from All 4 One?
Here's the link.
Yang: Ruby? Ruby, where are we?!
Ruby: I don't know, Yang. Have you seen Uncle Qrow?
Qrow: (Tangled) Hey, uh... little help?
Yang: Great. Can this get any worse?
Watts: (Dragged in, Cybernetics fritz)
Weiss: Oh, Jaune! Kiss me! Hold me! Love me like before you turned into a flesh-eating zombie~!
Jaune: RAAAAARGH!
Yang: Uh, Uncle Qrow, could you, uh...?
Qrow: (Punches Watts)
Watts: YOU FOOL! How dare you lay your inferior, bumbling hands on me! When I get free from these binds, I will rip you in half!
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Ironwood: It's good to see you, Team RWBY. How are things with J-A-C-Q-U-
Jacques: I can spell, James.
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Qrow: ...You did a great thing, Doctor!
Watts: Get bent!
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Qrow: You know, I'm starting to actually like it here. Sure, it's toxic and irradiated and filled to the brim with mutated Grimm, but when you take away all of that, you know what you got? A bitchin' headmaster retreat slash water park!
Watts: ...Can I kill him now?
Yang: No!
Watts: I can make it look like an accident!
Yang: How?!
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Qrow: This is it! This is the end! I can feel death's cold, icy grip! Arthur, I'm sorry I pushed you around in Beacon. You were so smart, and I was-
Watts: A moron?
Qrow: I was going to say "an Adonis," but if you wanna be a jerk about it.
Watts: I'm sorry, too, and I want you to know that even though I was wishing that Beringel was tearing you limb from limb so that I could Riverdance all over your smoldering, drunken ashes, I still considered you my friend.
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Whitley: Good evening, father. I hope you don't mind, but... Well, it seems the evil sidekick market is a bit thin these days. I do hope that the position as your assistant isn't filled.
Ironwood: Your heart is in the right place, Whitley, but today has been a revelation for all of us. Together, we faced a threat that was neither human nor faunus. We learned about life, friendship, and the tender bond held between us. So I'm afraid your father won't be doing anything except stealing OUR SHIP?!
Jacques: SO LONG, SUCKERS~!
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Nurm: ((Jack! We cannot pilot a weaponised drone in Beacontown!))
Jack: Relax, Nurmie - I pilot weaponised drones in Beacontown twice a week. It's like a fine of ten iron and a class you take online.
Jack: Jesse can probably pardon us.
Jesse: Perks of the job!
Nurm: ((Oh, why do I even bother?))
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