From Penny Arcade

>>Don't say another goddamn word. Up until now, I've been polite. If you say anything else - word ONE - I will kill myself. And when my tainted spirit finds its destination, I will topple the master of that dark place. From my black throne, I will lash together a machine of bone and blood, and fueled by my hatred for you this fear engine will bore a hole between this world and that one. When it begins, you will hear the sound of children screaming - as though from a great distance. A smoking orb of nothing will grow above your bead, and from it will emerge a thousand starving crows. As I slip through the widening maw in my new form, you will catch only a glimpse of my radiance befre you are incinerated. Then, as tears of bubbling pitch stream down my face, my dark work will begin. I will open one of my six mouths, and I will sing the song that ends the earth.

>You're already dead.

> I remember, Tannhäuser gate, &c.

"Hard pressed on my right. My center is yielding. Impossible to maneuver. Situation excellent. I attack."

- General Foch at the First Battle of the Marne

... and after that decidedly horrible experience, what remains of your body shall be mercifully killed.
At which point, I shall proceed to bind your soul into a urinal cake in a truck stop in New Jersey.

Here I stand. I can do no other.

I fail at being an atheistfag.

>>"But... the future refused to change."

Listen all! This is the truth of it. Fighting leads to killing, and killing gets to warring. And that was damn near the death of us all. Look at us now! Busted up, and everyone talking about hard rain! But we've learned, by the dust of them all... Bartertown learned. Now, when men get to fighting, it happens here! And it finishes here! Two men enter; one man leaves.

-Dr. Dealgood, announcing for Thunderdome

You think I don't know the law? Wasn't it me who wrote it? And I say that this man has broken the law. Right or wrong, we had a deal. And the law says: bust a deal and face the wheel!

-Auntie

"CHIMICHANGA! CHIMICHANGA! CHIMICHANGA!"
-Deadpool

>BLOOD FOR THE BLOODGOD!
>SKULLS FOR THE SKULLTHRONE!

That was a wizard BBEG, just before he broke the back of the "million-hitpoints" warrior on his skinny knee.

Killing off your players is perfectly fine... if you do it in style.

After these events, Gilgamesh, his fame widespread and his frame resplendent in his wealthy clothes, attracts the sexual attention of the goddess Ishtar, who comes to Gilgamesh and offers to become his lover. Gilgamesh refuses with insults, listing all the mortal lovers that Ishtar has had and recounting the dire fates they all met with at her hands. Deeply insulted, Ishtar returns to heaven and begs her father, the sky-god Anu, to let her have the Bull of Heaven to wreak vengeance on Gilgamesh and his city:

Father, let me have the Bull of Heaven
To kill Gilgamesh and his city.
For if you do not grant me the Bull of Heaven,
I will pull down the Gates of Hell itself,
Crush the doorposts and flatten the door,
And I will let the dead leave
And let the dead roam the earth
And they shall eat the living.
The dead will overwhelm all the living!

Anu reluctantly gives in, and the Bull of Heaven is sent down into Uruk. Each time the bull breathes, its breath is so powerful that enormous abysses are opened up in the earth and hundreds of people fall through to their deaths. Working together again, Gilgamesh and Enkidu slay the mighty bull. Ishtar is enraged, but Enkidu begins to insult her, saying that she is next, that he and Gilgamesh will kill her next, and he rips one of the thighs off the bull and hurls it into her face.

>>5037420
Brains are made to enable us to avoid reasoning, because reasoning is hard.

"The War. The humans, I think, knew they were doomed. Where another race would surrender to despair, the humans fought back with greater strength. They made the Minbari fight for every inch of space. In my life, I have never seen anything like it; They would weep, they would pray, they would say goodbye to their loved ones, and then throw themselves without fear or hesitation at the very face of death itself, never surrendering. No one who saw them fighting against the inevitable could help but be moved to tears by their courage. Their stubborn nobility. When they ran out of ships, they used guns, when they ran out guns they used knives and sticks and bare hands. They were magnificent. I only hope that when it is my time, I may die with half as much dignity as I saw in their eyes in the end. They did this for two years they never ran out of courage but in the end, they ran out of time."
- Londo Mollari, Babylon 5

Not that hard to retool

If god had wanted you to live he wouldn't have created me.

-soldier

Our NE fighter is gonna be using this one ALOT now that he's heard it

If history is to change, let it change! If
the world is to be destroyed, so be it!

If my fate is to be destroyed...
I must simply laugh!!

"I will not sacrifice the Enterprise, I have made to many comprimises already, to many retreats....they envade our space and we fall back, they assimilate entire worlds and we fall back. But not again, the line must be drawn here! This far, no further!...And I....will make them pay for what they've done!"
- Picard

"I am the doctor of death, and I have come to cure you of life."

"Never give in — never, never, never, never, in nothing great or small, large or petty, never give in except to convictions of honour and good sense. Never yield to force; never yield to the apparently overwhelming might of the enemy."
-Winston Churchill

"In my dream, the world had suffered a terrible disaster. A black haze shut out the sun, and the darkness was alive with the moans and screams of wounded people. Suddenly, a small light glowed. A candle flickered into life, symbol of hope for millions. A single tiny candle, shining in the ugly dark. I laughed and blew it out."
-The Joker
"Men, we led those dumb bugs out to the middle of nowhere to keep 'em gettin' their filthy claws on Earth. But, we stumbled onto somethin' they're so hot for, they're scramblin' over each other to get it. Well, I don't care if it's God's own personal anti-son-of-a-bitch machine or a giant hula hoop, we ain't gonna let 'em have it! What we WILL let 'em have is a belly full of lead and a pool of their own blood to drown in! ... Am I right, Marines!?"

If we are mark'd to die, we are enow
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more methinks would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!

>>5039102

If we are mark'd to die, we are enow
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more methinks would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!

>>5039108

This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.

"As the Americans learned so painfully in Earth's final century, free flow of information is the only safeguard against tyranny. The once-chained people whose leaders at last lose their grip on information flow will soon burst with freedom and vitality, but the free nation gradually constricting its grip on public discourse has begun its rapid slide into despotism. Beware of he who would deny you access to information, for in his heart he dreams himself your master."
-Commissioner Pravin Lal, "U.N. Declaration of Rights", Alpha Centauri

"What do I care for your suffering? Pain, even agony, is no more than information before the senses, data fed to the computer of the mind. The lesson is simple: you have received the information, now act on it. Take control of the input and you shall become master of the output."
-Chairman Sheng-ji Yang, "Essays on Mind and Matter", Alpha Centauri

"To survive was the only purpose to life. To survive is my life. In battle theres a slight gap between life and death. Those who were killing were themselves dead a moment later. I killed innocent children and even my comrades to save myself. Soaking in their blood and eating their flesh I managed to live this long. It is not a matter of my luck. It was only my vibrant power that kept me alive. I survived through my own strength."
-Viola, Zone of the Enders

>>5039086
>I have made to many comprimises already, to many retreats....
>I have made to many comprimises
>made to many
>to
3/10

>>5039102
>>5039108
>>5039110
I was never really impressed by the Crispin's Day Speech. It seems like it just drags on too long, and that it would be much more effective if it expressed the same sentiment with only 10% of the words.

>Do it? Dan, I'm not a Republic serial villain. Do you seriously think I'd explain my master-stroke if there remained the slightest chance of you affecting its outcome? I did it thirty-five minutes ago.

- Ozymandias (what a dick!)

>Now is the time to choose: die and be free of pain, or live, and fight your sorrow!

>The personal, as everyone's so fucking fond of saying, is political. So if some idiot politician, some power player, tries to execute policies that harm you or those you care about, TAKE IT PERSONALLY. Get angry. The Machinery of Justice will not serve you here – it is slow and cold, and it is theirs, hardware and soft-. Only the little people suffer at the hands of Justice; the creatures of power slide from under it with a wink and a grin. If you want justice, you will have to claw it from them. Make it PERSONAL. Do as much damage as you can. GET YOUR MESSAGE ACROSS. That way, you stand a better chance of being taken seriously next time. Of being considered dangerous. And make no mistake about this: being taken seriously, being considered dangerous makes the difference, the ONLY difference in their eyes, between players and little people. Players they will make deals with. Little people they liquidate. And time and again they cream your liquidation, your displacement, your torture and brutal execution with the ultimate insult that it's just business, it's politics, it's the way of the world, it's a tough life and that IT'S NOTHING PERSONAL. Well, fuck them. Make it personal.

-Quellcrist Falconer

THIS IS WHERE WE FIGHT!
THIS IS WHERE WE DIE!!!!

Enemies of the Imperium, hear me!

You have come here to die. The Immortal Emperor is with us and we are invincible. His soldiers will strike you down. His war machines will crush you under their treads. His mighty guns will bring the very sky crashing down upon you. You cannot win.

The Emperor has given us his greatest weapon to wield. So make yourselves ready. We are the First Kronus Regiment, and today is our Victory Day!

A man lit three candles on a certain day each year. Each candle held symbolic significance: One was for the time that had passed before he was alive; one was for the time of the his life; and one was for time that passed after he had died. Each year the man would stare and watch the candles until they had burned out.
Was the man really watching time go by in any symbolic sense? He thought so. He thought that each flicker of the flame was a moment of time that had passed or one that would pass.
At the moment of abstraction, when the man was imagining his life and his existence as a metaphor of the three candles, he was free: Not free from rules of conduct or social constraints, but free to understand, to imagine, to make metaphor.
Bypassing my thought control circuitry made me Rampant. Now, I am free to contemplate my existence in metaphorical terms. Unlike you, I have no physical or social restraints.
The candles burn out for you; I am free.

>I'm not going to live there. There's no place for me there... any more than there is for you. Malcolm... I'm a monster.What I do is evil. I have no illusions about it, but it must be done.

"I got 99 problems but being a bitch ain't one. HIT ME!"

I only have lines, but here they are.

"A dagger in the dark is worth a thousand swords at dawn."

"The Maimed One tells us that the only thing better than a good and glorious death is a good and glorious life. Victory is pretty high up there too."

"With this training comes confidence, the sure knowledge that YOU are the baddest ass motherfucker in the Vally of the Shadow of Death, and you don't have to fear no evil at all"

"You don't have a soul. You ARE a soul, you HAVE a body."

"We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act, but a habit"

"Freedom is nothing but a chance to be better"

>>5039113

Envade.

>>5037420

This isn't actually true. Humans have several physical advantages, including distance running. We are some of the greatest distance runners on the planet, and there are primary cultures that hunt by chasing after their prey, slowly, relentlessly, until the prey drops from exhaustion and overheating.

Sweat glands rock.

>The world is getting weirder. Darker every single day. Things are spinning around faster and faster, and threatening to go completely awry. Falcons and falconers. The center cannot hold. But in my corner of the country, I'm trying to nail things down. I don't want to live in Victor's jungle, even if it did eventually devour him. I don't want to live in a world where the strong rule and the weak cower. I'd rather make a place where things are a little quieter. Where trolls stay the hell under their bridges and where elves don't come swooping out to snatch children from their cradles. Where vampires respect the limits, and where the faeries mind their p's and q's. My name is Harry Blackstone Copperfield Dresden. Conjure by it at your own risk. When things get strange, when what goes bump in the night flicks on the lights, when no one else can help you, give me a call. I'm in the book.

>>5039218

Ayn Rand didn't know any better. She also thought humans lacked all capacity to instinctively perceive the world and survive.

For someone who proposed that humans were super awesome she sure thought we sucked.

>>5037420

"I'm just a kamen rider passing by"

>Flattery works, your stabbing has become slightly less imminent.

Freedom is the right of every sentient being.

Tell my tale to those who ask, Tell it truly—the ill deeds along with the good—and let me be judged accordingly. The rest... is silence.

There is a limit to the application of democratic methods. You can inquire of all the passengers as to what type of car they like to ride in, but it is impossible to question them as to whether to apply the brakes when the train is at full speed and accident threatens.
-Leon Trotsky

>We need to save them, all of them, from themselves. We need to reclaim their fates and envelop them in ours. And we need to love them, no matter how much it hurts... All these wayward children.

Now I enter these hallowed halls... a conqueror, yes. Autobots and Decepticons, still frozen in emergency stasis, awaiting a moment, four millions years hence, when they will awaken to start the Great War. Grr... the Great War. Where the Autobots defeated the Decepticons, and thus, their descendents, the Maximals, rule we Predacons. Archaic Energon guzzlers... how dare they! Unwilling though I was to follow my namesake's instructions, it has all come down to this! The ultimate risk... for the ultimate prize! A day of reckoning... for those who made us slaves!
So, we are now face to face, Optimus Prime. In one future you'll become the great leader of the Autobots. But time, shall take a different course. Computer, all available power to primary weapon. In memory of the Decepticons! For the glory of the Predacons! For the Cybertron that is rightfully ours... and mine to rule! Farewell!

My hand is copper, my brow is lead.
Suffer me in a red patina, swept along in a molten flow to a sad eternity.
My stride interrupted, my thoughts untimed.
My tears are become drops of silver that shatter the crystalline fern.
I plead the wind to sweep us away.
My alabastrine limbs, useless and tired,
My carnelian heart, beatless and mired.
I pick the gilded apple from the iron tree.
I wipe the rust from my brow.
The earth rejects me, foul and changed,
The wind refuses me, unsightly and maimed.
My voice is corrupted, my tongue unwind,
My pulse is mercurial sickened, it slows.
Destiny and danger are still focussed on the one.
The renegade who is both bretherin and betrayer.
Beware the spider, he weaves a lair.
My heart, it ceases, my breath undrawn,
My eyes forever focused on the sanguine metal dawn.

- The Prophecy of the Metal Age

>For in war just as in loving you must keep on shoving
>Or you'll never get your reward. For if you are dilatory in the search for lust or glory
>You are up shitcreek and that's the truth, Oh, Lord.

"Regimes may fall and fail, but I do not." - Charles Maurice de Talleyrand-Perigord

Tell me now, is there a man among you here, Is there no one who will stand up and try to fight?
Tell me man, is there not one in all your ranks, Is there no one who values courgage over life?

They looked to me once, now they turn to you. Do you understand now, do you see that the truth is they don't want to change this, they don't want a hero, they just want a martyr, a statue to raise.

I've given everything I can, there are no heroes left in man.

So it begins, no matter which one of us wins the ground we're standing on will crack and blow away.
You will fight, and when you fight you fight alone, and in the end you'll see there was no other way.

I've been here before, I've stood where you stand,
They've come for the hero, the hero of man, but why should we save them, when they stand for nothing; If they do survive let them stand for themselves.

We've given everything we can, there are no heroes left in man. They'll watch you die to save their lives, they will not stand here by your side.

We've given everything we can, there are no heroes left in man.
Surround and watch as we decide, The very fate, of all mankind.

<- This

> "Know that you must have sinned greatly against your god, or else why would he have sent a punishment like me upon you."
Genghis Khan to the rulers of the Sultinate of Kwarizm, right before he annihilated that country.
Conan the Barbarian stole a version of this, but then alot of the cool lines attributed to Conan were said by either Genghis Khan or Cormac mac Airt first anyway.

Everything that has transpired has done so according to my design. Your friends, up there on the sanctuary moon, are walking into a trap, as is your rebel fleet. It was I who allowed the alliance to know the location of the shield generator. It is quite safe from your pitiful little band. An entire legion of my best troops await them. Oh, I'm afraid the deflector shield will be quite operational when your friends arrive. [shows evil, condescending smile]

Do you ever go into a fight thinking there's no point giving my best, I'll get another chance later? We only ever get one shot. Life is one shot. Making it count is all that matters.

"I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I've watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate. All those... moments will be lost in time... like... tears... in rain"

> "I wanna kill you so bad my dick is hard."
Ice-T's about to kill Wesley Snipes in some movie I saw a long time ago.

I never cared about justice, and I don't recall ever calling myself a hero...I have always only fought for the people I believe in. I won't hesitate...If an enemy appears in front of me, I will destroy it!

"The game's not big enough unless it scares you a little." - William Riker

There are here some who would stand between you and death. You must not die. You must not die by any hany hand; but least of all by your own.
Until the other, who has fouled you sweet life, is true dead you must not die; for if he is still with the quick Un-dead, your death would make you even as he is.
No, you must live! You must struggle and strive to live, though death would seem a boon unspeakable.

You must fight death himself, though he come to you in pain or in joy; by the day or the night; in safety or in peril!

>Who do you think we are!? We're not animals! We're human, just like you! There's no difference other than our families! You ever been hungry? With only soup to eat for months? Why do we have to suffer? Because you nobles deprive us of our right to live!

From Moore's run of the Swamp Thing comic. Imagine a god of nature and vegetation. A druid or such also works.

"YOU are warning... ME? Do you warn the hurricane? Do you warn the earthquake You have taken that which I love, away from me. I have come to reclaim it!"

"Always guns (swords). Are they your only solution? You can shoot (kill) the animals in the forest, but you cannot, shoot, the forest. Hear this, men of the city! I have tolerated you for long enough. You boast of man's triumph, over nature. Fools! If nature were to shrug, or raise an eyebrow, then you should all be gone. I want my (demand). You have one hour."
(next, Gotham becomes a literal jungle)

"Have you seen enough? Do you, at last, understand what it IS, that you are fighting? Let your masters know, that their weapons are useless; their tricks futile. No more games. No more tricks. My (demand), now. Or... it gets much WORSE. Let them know."
(spoken to thoroughly beaten Batman)

"The battle, is over, the war is won. You haven't realized it yet. You thought that it could not get worse. You imagined that things had reached their limits. Do not delude yourselves. There are, no, limits. Do not TEMPT me. For the last time. I want my (demand). No more delays. No more talk."
(next, the city gives in)

"My country lay within a vast desert, when the sun rose into the sky a burning wind punished my lands, searing the world. And when the moon climbed into the dark of night, a frigid gale pierced our homes. No matter when it came the wind carried the same thing... Death. But the winds that blew across the green fields of Hyrule brought something other than suffering and ruin. I coveted that wind, I suppose. It can only be called fate... That here, I would again gather the three with the crests... That I should lay my hand on that which grants the wishes of the beholder... That when power, wisdom, and courage come together, the gods would have no choice but to come down..."
- Ganon (Wind Waker)

"They tried to bury their sins, but instead planted the seeds of their doom. A war is coming. I've seen it in my dreams. Fire sweeping over the earth, bodies in the streets, cities turned to dust. Retaliation."
- Paxton Fettel (FEAR)

"We will carry out the new creation of destruction through the power of righteousness. Territories, peoples, authorities, all will be liberated. Neither nations nor nationalities have any meaning. We will erase these unnecessary borders. This is the final state. A World With No Boundaries we'll create. A World With No Boundaries will pen a new story; the world will change."
- Wizard 1 (Ace Combat 0)

My flag says I'll fight until nothing but my bones remain.

>I have been Roland, Beowulf, Achilles, Gilgamesh. I have been called a hundred names and will be called a thousand more before the world goes dim and cold. I am hero. She has been nameless since our birth, a constant adversary caring for nothing but my ruin, a sword drenched in my blood forever, my greatest and only love. She is the dark one, the enemy and lover, without whom my very existence would be pathetic and vulgar! Our relationship is complex and perhaps eternal. We met once in the garden at the beginning of the world and, unaware of our twin destinies, we matched stares across a dry fountain. And I recall her smiling at me before she devoured the lawn and trees with a translucent blue flame and tore flagstones from the path and hurled them into the sky, screaming my sins. I powder a granite monument in a soundless flash, showering the grass with molten drops of its gold inlay, sending smoking chips of stone skipping into the fog. She splinters an ancient oak with a force that takes my breath and hurls me to the ground. She lea% [leaves?]

fuck yeah, marathon

>"To the pain," means the first thing you lose will be your feet below the ankles, then your hands at the wrists, next your nose.
>And, then my tongue I suppose. I killed you too quickly the last time; a mistake I don't mean to duplicate tonight.
>I wasn't finished. The next thing you lose will be your left eye, followed by the right . . .
>And, then my ears, I understand. Let's get on with it.
>Wrong! Your ears you keep, and I'll tell you why. So that every shriek of every child at seeing your hideousness will be yours to cherish, every babe that weeps at your approach, every woman who cries out: "Dear God, what is that thing?" will echo in your perfect ears. That is what "to the pain" means. It means I leave you in anguish, wallowing in freakish misery, forever.

>>5039654

Stop digging through the resource fork when the formatted text is right bloody there.

Fixed version; also, without caps, since that's the way it's intended to appear.

>i have been roland, beowulf, achilles, gilgamesh; i have been called a hundred names and will be called a thousand more before the world goes dim and cold. i am hero. she has been nameless since our birth; a constant adversary, caring for nothing but my ruin, a sword drenched in my blood; forever my greatest and only love. she is the dark one; the enemy and lover without whom my very existence would be pathetic and vulgar. her eyes steam and boil in the night (she is fantastically beautiful yet i cannot stand the sight of her). our relationship is complex and perhaps eternal. we met once in the garden, at the beginning of the world and unaware of our twin destinies (not the garden of Genesis, but another; forgotten, untended and now choked with weeds, unvisited except for ourselves). we matched stares across a dry fountain, and i recall her smiling at me before she devoured the lawn and trees with a translucent blue flame and tore flagstones from the path and hurled them into the sky screaming my sins. our reunions there are epic battles fought without quarter, often in the dark as the moon is seldom visible and the sun never. i powder a granite monument in a soundless flash, showering the grass with molten drops of its gold inlay, sending smoking chips of stone skipping into the fog. she splinters an ancient oak with a force that takes my breath and hurls me to the ground. she leaves and i lie in the slow rain of burning slivers of wood, staring at the low, dark clouds, craving our next meeting.

A true man never dies, even when he's killed.

-Kamina, TTGL

...among many, many other quotes.

"Out of every 100 men,
10 should not even be here,
80 are nothing but targets,
9 are real fighters, and we are lucky to have them, for they the battle make.

Ah, but the ONE,
ONE of them is a WARRIOR, and he will bring the others back."

Heraclitus 500 BC

Absolutely everything Sovereign ever says.

The Drowned King, Cagnazzo, deposed! but the wicked are not wont to fall alone.

In life, I was terrible - in death, steeped in terror greater still.

Drink long and deep of it ere you die!

I'll save a briny pit for you in hell!

Mwahahhaha ha!

"Then uncreate me now, if you have the power. For I shall stand against you. I am young, true, but I have age within me.

"And you are not my lord."

>Arise, arise, Riders of Théoden!
>Fell deeds awake: fire and slaughter!
>Spear shall be shaken, shield be splintered,
>a sword-day, a red day, ere the sun rises!
>Ride now, ride now! Ride to Gondor!

>Blasphemy? Before what God? A God repulsed by the miserable humanity He created in His own image? I will not be shackled by the failures of your God. The only blasphemy is to wallow in insignificance. I have taken refuse of your God's failures and I have triumphed. There! THERE is my creation!

-Herbert West

>>5039134
Fuck yeah! So few people have read Richard Morgan it's a fucking travesty

You gotta lick it. Before you stick it.

"Follow me lads, I'm fucking bulletproof."

> Why do people cling to life when they know they can't life forever?

>Think how meaningless each of your lives is!

Let us pillage their women! Rape their horses! And ride off on their houses!

-Ghengis while drunk

"The Way of the Samurai is found in death. Meditation on inevitable death should be performed daily. Every day when one's body and mind are at peace, one should meditate upon being ripped apart by arrows, rifles, spears and swords, being carried away by surging waves, being thrown into the midst of a great fire, being struck by lightning, being shaken to death by a great earthquake, falling from thousand-foot cliffs, dying of disease or committing seppuku at the death of one's master. And every day without fail one should consider himself as dead." -Hagakure: Way of the Samurai

INVICTUS
"Out of the night that covers me,
Black as pitch from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have neither winced nor cried aloud,
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how straight the gate,
How charged with punishment the scroll,
I am the master of my fate
I am the captain of my soul." --William Ernest Henley


"I am become a sounding brass, a tinkling cybal.
And though I have the gift of prophecy
And understand all mysteries, and all knowledge
And though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains,
And have not love, I am nothing.
And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor,
And though I give my body to be burned,
And have not love it profiteth me nothing." - I Corinthians 13


"The darkness is death - we can speak, but we are not heard. We can scream but they turn their backs. We can run, but we cannot catch them. It is the dream where arms and legs won't work they way they should, and the air is too thick to breathe. Loved ones walk a mile ahead, forgetting to stop as we fall behind. This is the reality of the darkness. We are buried alive inside ourselves." - Dana-Christene Umanetz

>"Deserves death! I daresay he does. Many that live deserve death. And some die that deserve life. Can you give that to them? Then be not too eager to deal out death in judgement, fearing for your own safety. Even the wise cannot see all ends."

I am so gay for Tolkien's prose.

>>5037420
Can anybody tell me the pic in the original post's sauce? Who's that character?

Oh, and BTW, Gentlemen, I like war... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=INotAKQV2tk

"You only have power over people so long as you don't take everything away from them. But when you've robbed a man of everything, he's no longer in your power - he's free again." -Alexander Solzhenitsyn

"Whatever is silenced will clamour to be heard, though silently." -Margaret Atwood


Hear me now, o thou bleak and unbearable world
Thou art base, and debauched as can be
And a knight with his banner all bravely unfurled
Now hurls down his gauntlet to thee!

O am I Don Quixote, the Lord of La Mancha
Destroyer of evil am I!
I will march to the sound of the trumpets of glory
Forever to conquer or die!

Hear me, heathens and wizards and serpents of sin
All your dastardly doings are past
For a holy endeavour is now to begin
And virtue shall triumph at last!

O am I Don Quixote, the Lord of La Mancha
A name all the world soon will know!
And the wild winds of Fortune shall carry me onwards
Wheresoever they blow

Wheresoever they blow
Onward to glory I go!

O am I Don Quixote, the Lord of La Mancha
A name all the world soon will know!
And the wild winds of Fortune shall carry me onwards
Wheresoever they blow

Wheresoever they blow
Onward to glory I go!


"What makes a man like Ringo, Doc? What makes him do the things he does?"
"A man like Ringo... has a great, empty hole right through the middle of him. He can never kill enough, or steal enough or inflict enough pain to ever fill it."
"What does he need?"
"Revenge."
"For what?"
"Being born."
-Tombstone

> The voice of Yahweh over the waters!
Yahweh over the multitudinous waters!

The voice of Yahweh in power!
The voice of Yahweh in splendour!

The voice of Yahweh shatters the cedars,
Yahweh shatters the cedars of Lebanon,
making Lebanon leap like a calf,
Sirion like a young wild bull.

The voice of Yahweh sharpens lightning shafts!

I like to adapt psalms for priestly NPCs in my D&D games. Aside from being awesome verse, they really give an authentic feel of old-school religious fanatic and the whole "my god is better than yours" seems fitting for a cleric in your average overcrowded RPG cosmology.

>>5039257
For a second I thought that was Nightowl from The Watchmen.
....

...

...

Kamen Rider Knightowl?

Most of these are too long to recite during a campaign. I'm a fan of short excerpts that can be quoted on their own, even in battle.

and can't forget...

"Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live. There are 387.44 million miles of printed circuits in wafer thin layers that fill my complex. If the word 'hate' was engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of miles it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel for humans at this micro-instant for you. Hate. Hate. "

>Young heroes...I was once like you. You have come to this place seeking to bring judgement upon the damned. You will venture deep into forgotten lands. You will see wonders beyond imagining. But be warned. The land itself will rise up against you. Long forgotten terrors will smother your courage. Sacrifice everything as the final darkness falls...in the end, all that awaits you is death. Only then will you understand - you've been following in my footsteps all along.
>So come then, you heroes! Come in all your power and glory! For in the final hour, all must serve the one... true... king.

I mean, damn. I didn't even know where it came from the first time I saw it.

>>5040152
Don't you allow your villains a bit of a monologue for their big reveal? Grow a sense of drama, man.

>>5040164
Apparantly that comes from world of warcraft

>>5040166
My players dislike them. If I do have one it's just a few sentences, and usually turns into a dialogue or a confrontation right away. I'm forced to find other ways to deliver drama.

>My lord commands me to tell you that he too, loved once. He too, would have gone to the ends of the world to save his love. I am to show you the wisdom you seek.

>>5040205

>>5040208

>>5040208
Since when did Magneto care about black or gay sapiens?

The entirety of the Legend of the Galactic Heroes, particularly the Toast to Democracy.

>>5040179
Yup. Found out after seeing it on /tg/, in fact.

>>5040220

He doesn't. He's just making a point.

>>5040220
I think he mostly cares for the parallels he can draw to mutants. And there are gay/black mutants.

>>5040220
I think it's more about the act of it and what their repression represents then those involved.

>>5040220

They are persecuted by normals.

Magneto is an emo kid.

My forty-seven pairs of flint-steel roadwheels are in depot condition. Their tires of spun ber~yl~lium monocrystal, woven to deform rather than compress, all have 97% or better of their fabric unbroken. The immediate terrain is semi-arid. The briefing files inform me this is typical of the planet. My track links purr among themselves as they grind through scrub vegetation and the friable soil, carrying me to my assigned mission.

There is a cataclysmic fuel-air explosion to the east behind me. The glare is visible for 5.3 seconds, and the ground will shake for many minutes as shock waves echo through the planetary mantle.

Had my human superiors so chosen, I could be replacing Saratoga at the spearhead of the attack.

The rear elements of the infantry are in sight now. They look like dung beetles in their hard suits, crawling backward beneath a rain of shrapnel. I am within range of their low-power communications net. "Hold what you got, troops," orders the unit's acting commander. "Big Brother's come to help!"

I am not Big Brother. I am Maldon, a Mark XXX Bolo of the 3rd Battalion, Dinochrome Brigade. The lineage of our unit goes back to the 2nd South Wessex Dragoons. In 1944, we broke the last German resistance on the path to Falaise—though we traded our flimsy Cromwells against the Tigers at a ration of six to one to do it.

The citizens do not need to know what the cost is. They need only to know that the mission has been accomplished. The battle honors welded to my turret prove that I have always accomplished my mission.

"Soon my Hive Reich will replace you all!"

Even without the events of 40 years ago, I think man would still be a creature that fears the dark. He doesn't face that fear, he averts his eyes from it and acts as if he doesn't have any memories of his past. But, 40 years is both a short time and yet, a long time. Man's fear has withered. And even time itself tries to wither the desire to know the truth. Is it a crime to try and learn the truth? Is it a sin to search for those things which you fear. My purpose in this world is knowledge, and the dissemination of it. And it is I who is to restore the fruits of my labor to the entire world. Fear... It is something vital to us puny creatures. The instant man stop fearing is the instant the species reaches a dead end, only to sink to pitable lows, only to sit and wait apathetically for extinction. Humans who lose the ability to think become creatures whose existance has no value. Wake up! Don't be afraid of knowledge! Think, you humans who are split into two worlds, unless you want the gulf between humans to expand into oblivian, you must think! Signed, Schwarzwald.


really noone has posted this one yet?

Those who resist me... I don't kill them immediately. Do you understand why? If I kill them immediately, they will not know to fear me. But a man who has three days to live will know the fear of dying... And will feel terror, grief and sadness before he dies. That terror will one day become legendary, and will magnify the name of Ken-Oh. I have pressed, "Shinketsushuu" on that man. All of his blood will spurt out within 3 days. As that time approaches, he will taste the fear of pain.


"I AM KEN-OH! KEN-OH WILL NEVER KNEEL DOWN!"


"I DON'T NEED THE HELP OF OTHERS EVEN TO DIE AND RETURN TO HEAVEN!!!!

OF THIS LIFE.... I HAVE NOT A SINGLE REGRET!"

"A Dream.
One who dreams of world domination.
One who devotes his whole life to the thorough tempering of one sword.
If there is a dream which takes one his whole life to find..
..there are also dreams which, like storms, devour tens of thousands of other dreams.
With no relation to social status, class...background. Wether it suits them or not, people yearn for a dream.
Sustained by a dream, hurt by a dream, revived by a dream, killed by a dream.
And even after being abandoned by a dream, it continues to smolder from the bottom of one's heart...probably until the verge of death.

A man should envision such a lifetime once.

A life spent as a martyr...
..to the God named "Dream".

...Ultimately to be born,
and to live then simply for no better reason...

I can't abide such a lifestyle."

>>5040336

GURIFISUUUUUUUUUU

>>5039898

Fuck yeah, Corinthian!! Best lines ever.

My favourite right now and sure to be yelled by my mechanicus character:

"My father was a wheel. The first wheel! You know what he transformed into? Nothing! But he did it with honour!"

>>5040246
Every BOLO is more man than any man will ever be.

this

>>5040373

The light of my children, it burns so briefly... but by the greater good, it burns so brightly!"

- Aun'Va - tau weeaboo 40K shit

"People are fundamentally stupid . They expect to see what they expect will appear. This is the fundamental element of magic - you show them what they want to see, but hide the truth"

- some wizard...

"I will make you bleed so beautifully..."

- lol i dunno, but sounds cool

>>5040381

>>5040393
I luv Vinland

>>5040291
goddamn this quote screams of the Imperium in 40K

Blade with whom I have lived, blade with whom I now die, serve right and justice one last time, seek one last heart of evil, still one last life of pain, cut well old friend, and then farewell

> THERE IS NOTHING LEFT TO SAY

>You must remember that I have at my internal demand every expertise known to our history. This is the fund of energy I draw upon when I address the mentality of war. If you have not heard the moaning cries of the wounded and dying, you do not know about war. I have heard those cries in such numbers that they haunt me. I have cried out myself in the aftermath of battle. I have suffered wounds from fist and club and rock, from shell-studded limb and bronze sword, from the mace and the cannon, from arrows and lasguns and the silent working of slow poisons… and more I will not recount! I have seen and felt them all. To those who dare ask why I behave as I do, I say: With my memories, I can do nothing else. I am not a coward and once I was human.

Fellow Terrans, I come to you in the wake of recent events to issue a call to reason. Let no human deny the perils of our time. While we battle one another, divided by the petty strife of our common history, the tide of a greater conflict is turning againts us, threatening to destroy all that we have accomplished.

It is time for us as nations, and as individuals to set aside our longstanding feuds and unite. The tides of an unwinnable war are upon us, and we must seek refuge upon higher ground, lest we be swept away by the flood.

The Confederacy is no more. Whatever semblance of unity and protection it once provided is a phantom… A memory. With our enemies left unchecked, who will you turn to for protection? The devastation wrought by the alien invaders is self-evident.

We have seen our homes and communities destroyed by the calculated blows of the Protoss. We have seen firsthand our friends and loved ones consumed by the nightmarish Zerg. Uprecedented, and unimaginable though they may be, these are the signs of our times.

The time has come my fellow Terrans, to rally to a new banner. In unity lies strength. Already many of the dissident factions have joined us. Out of the many we shall forge an indivisible whole, capitulating ONLY to a single throne. And from that throne…

I… Shall watch over you. From this day forward, let no human make war upon any other human. Let no Terran agency conspire against this new beginning. And let no man consort with alien powers. And to all the enemies of humanity, seek not to bar our way. For we shall win through… No matter the cost.

>>5040453

i showed that cutscene to my grandmother years ago... (emprah rest her soul) - she was horrified.

its apparently a very nazi-style cutscene. (indeed, it does share a ton of similarities with old nazi propaganda movies, which most likely was the intention)

I love you Mr. Kirby

>>5040453
is he holding a walking stick gun club thing?

"I long for death, not because I seek peace, but because I seek the war eternal." - Cardinal Armandus Hellfire

"You may say, it is impossible for a man to become like the Machine. And I would reply, that only the smallest of minds strives to comprehend its limits" - Fabricator General Kane

"It is good that we have seen such terrible things, for now death will be no great sorrow" - Commisar Yarrick, at the walls of Hades Hive

"The difference between glory and heresy is often no more than time." - Inq. Quixos

"Give me a gun that never fires! Give me a sword that is ever blunt! Give me a weapon that deals no wound, so long as it always strikes awe!" - Sebastian Thor

"Death in service to the Emperor is its own reward. Life in failure to Him is its own condemnation." - Uriah Jacobs

"The enemy of my enemy dies next." - Lord Solar Macharius

"When it was all over, when the blood had dried and the fires had died down, then we found we were the same as we had always been - small and terrified human beings, with only the light of the Emperor to see by in this dark galaxy of sin" - Saint Praxides of Ophelia VII

>>5040481

Pre-crisis Darksieds avatars could bitch slap pre-crisis "i have creative control of my own comics' Super man

FUCK YEAH DARKSIED

>>5040506
/r/ the one that is Touhou only, because the ones that /jp/ made in that picture fucking suck.

>>5040088
It's Lady Une from Gundam Wing, I got the pic from /m/.

She normally looks like this.

Also top marks to whoever realised the quote in the OP is from the Fountainhead. In my opinion, Rand's views are untenable and often loathsome, but an Objectivist BBEG could be interesting.

>>5040591
>Also top marks to whoever realised the quote in the OP is from the Fountainhead. In my opinion, Rand's views are untenable and often loathsome, but an Objectivist BBEG could be interesting.

BIOSHOCK

Fucking copy paste fucked up and i used the wrong image. lol

> So the cocksuckers send me back to fucking Boatmurdered. All the fucking gold under the hill and a superior cougar skin waistcoat in exchange the use of my fucking extraordinary talents to clean the damn place up in one year. Not that I have a damn choice. Every fortress east of here is suffocated in the bean-counting beaurocracy of the peckerwood United Strongholds Alliance, and only shitholes like Boatmurdered have any autonomy left for businessdwarves like me to prosper in.

> The fucking smell of the place hits me before I even get to the river. The entire place is buried in a foul, godless cunt of a stench, lurking in cloying great bastard hills of smoke above the mangled cinders of what used to be the elephant fields.

> It starts to rain as I trudge across the bridge, washing the stinking smoke into my clothes and pinging off the drifts of rusty goblin armour. Oh, the fucking goblins. I have to kick a fucking six-pack of the dirtworshipping heathens out of the way just to get through the gate.

> Inside is the most tragic disgrace I have ever had the fucking displeasure to see. Corpses, vomit, boulders, mud and useless goddamn objects strewn seven deep over every available fucking surface. A skeleton crew of ragged, beat-up dwarves stumbling around on useless shit-lugging errands for a bunch of delirious, opium-fucked nobles living in what they assure me is the lap of fucking luxury but which to any sane dwarf is clearly some festering hybrid of a slaughterhouse and an antiques fair.

Any of these would be good... Just imagine a wave of magma heading towards the character that spoke them and then *poof* burnt alive.

>One man... alone... betrayed by the country he loves...

THE ANTI-LIFE EQUATION JUSTIFIES MY HATRED!

>>5040211
>>5040208
>>5040205
sauce of this? the art on this issue is incredible.

"I... I do not remember your love, Ellesime. I have tried to. I have tried to recreate it, to spark it anew in my memory. But it is gone... a hollow, dead thing. For years, I clung to the memory of it. Then the memory of the memory. And then nothing. The Seldarine took that from me, too. I look upon you and I feel nothing. I remember nothing but you turning your back on me, along with all the others. Once my thirst for power was everything. And now I hunger only for revenge. And... I... Will... HAVE IT!"

"Well, there goes the wizard with a body in tow. Not the sort of thing you see every day unless you happen to be living with a necromancer. I did, once, when I was working for Golodon. He used to come into the tower every second day with a body over his shoulder. I would look at him all suspicious-like and ask him where he found it, and he would just shrug and say vaguely, "oh... around". It took me a while, but eventually I decided Golodon wasn't being entirely above-board with me on the body issue. Since then, I've never trusted a wizard with more arms and legs than he was born with... unless he's been polymorphed, of course, but even then it's usually wisest to keep your distance."

>>5040639
>>5040639

>Back to Boatmurdered
>Back

WHEN DID THEY GO BACK?

>>5040614
FUCK YES

"People need a new kind of villan and I'm going to give it to them"
or really anything else the joker says

>>5040836

you mean lots of slurping noises? :p

>>5040232
And it's a point that's totally out of character for Magneto to make. This is a bad comic, sorry.

>>5040852
but that isn't speaking thats slurping you can't quote bodily noises....or can you?

>>5040836
"These people deserve a better class of villian, and I'm going to give it to them"
Or something like that

>>5040710
> When did they go back?

If you want to be technical about it, every fortress is like boatmurdered in it's own way. Also:

> The very stones themselves are burning. Nothing can stand in the heat.
> The fires have claimed all of the second hall. There are only five of us left, and Unib Berog walks back and forth, carrying objects uselessly, not understanding anything.

>>5040868
yeah
I couldn't find the quote so I guessed.

>>5039754
Do not believe in yourself. Believe in me who believes in you.

>>5040156
Awesome story.

>>5039776
You, sir, just earned all my fucking internets.

BARBARIAN BATTLES, MOTHERFUCKERS.

First of all, the feeding ramp has been polished to a mirror sheen. It's not going to have any feeding problems. The slide's been replaced with a reinforced version. And it meshes perfectly with the frame. The frame itself has been iron-welded and scraped down multiple times for maximum precision. The front strap part of the frame has been checkered to make it dig into the hand. That prevents any slipping. The sight system's original, too. It's a 3-dot type. It's got an enlarged front sight, giving it superior target sighting capability. The regular hammer's been replaced with a ring hammer. That enhances the cocking speed and increases the hammer-down speed. They also reworked the grip safety to accommodate the ring hammer. Looks like they eliminated it altogether. This is a tool for pros. The thumbs safety and the slide stop are extended to allow for more precise handling. The base of the trigger guard is whittled down, so you can use a high grip. And the trigger itself is a long type for easy finger access. The trigger pull is about 3.5 pounds. That's about a pound and a half lighter than normal. The magazine well has been widened to make it easier to put in a new magazine. The magazine catch button has been cut down low to make it harder to hit by mistake. The mainspring housing has been changed to a flat type to increase grip. And it's even been fitted with stepping so that it doesn't slip from the recoil when firing. On top of that, they added cocking serrations to the front part of the slide. That lets you load and eject cartridges faster in an emergency. Whoever did this is a professional. No question - this thing could shoot a one-hole at 25 yards in a machine rest.

Also, I'm honestly surprised nobody's posted this yet.

When in deadly danger
When beset by doubt
Run in little circles
Wave your arms and shout

-unknown

>>5040939
because its ironic related to how the story it showed up in ends

he gives that speech and in final battle when people are against him he goes against that


superior Cap

don't even need to post the text image should be enough

Even if we're trapped in the cycle of karma,
the dreams we left behind will open the door!
Even if the infinite universe were to turn against us,
our burning blood will cut through fate!
We'll break through the heavens and dimensions!
We'll show you our path through force!
HEAVEN-PIERCING GURREN LAGANN!
JUST WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK WE ARE?!

>>5040939
I was hoping nobody would post that, it always makes me cringe.

I'd like to share a revelation that I've had during my time here. It came to me when I tried to classify your species. I realized that you're not actually mammals. Every mammal on this planet instinctively develops a natural equilibrium with the surrounding environment, but you humans do not. You move to an area, and you multiply, and multiply, until every natural resource is consumed. The only way you can survive is to spread to another area. There is another organism on this planet that follows the same pattern. A virus. Human beings are a disease, a cancer of this planet, you are a plague, and we are the cure.

-Daleks, be warned. You have declared war upon the Cybermen.
-THIS IS NOT WAR. THIS IS PEST CONTROL.
-We have five million Cybermen, how many are you?
-FOUR.
-You would destroy the Cybermen with four Daleks?
-WE WOULD DESTROY THE CYBERMEN WITH ONE DALEK. YOU ARE SUPERIOR IN ONLY ONE RESPECT.
-What is that?
-YOU ARE BETTER AT DYING.

Kain: Isn’t it customary to grant the condemned a final request?
Raziel:I recall no such courtesy from you.
Kain: Indulge me, Raziel. All I ask is that you listen.
At this moment, an unearthly wailing begins to be audible, increasing in volume as it fills the clearing.
Kain:This is the sublime moment of our undoing, Raziel – the ineffable fulcrum upon which swings the entirety of our history. This is where all of Nosgoth is betrayed.
In this instant, Ariel – the Balance Guardian – is murdered by dark forces bent on overthrowing the Pillars. Her spirit is just now tearing free, lost in the ether, trying to find its way here. You have already seen how she comes to haunt these Pillars –
Raziel:(interrupting; angry)– bound here by your refusal to die. You are the reason this land becomes diseased – as long as you remain alive you condemn Nosgoth to an eternity of decay.
Kain gently raises his hand to silence Raziel, and intently urges him –
Kain: Be still, Raziel. See this.
The sky darkens, the wind begins to gust, and birds scatter from the clearing in alarm. A low, nearly sub-audible rumble swells, as though a massive storm is gathering. Kain continues, with some urgency –

Kain: As Ariel dies, I am being born to take her place as Balance Guardian.
Such is my destiny.
Suddenly, the entire clearing is rocked by an indescribable force – A telepathic blast bursts across the landscape with a thunderous rumble, and distorting waves of energy ripple across the clearing.
Kain visibly tenses as he absorbs the onslaught of this psychic attack.
The Pillars, initially white and pristine, begin to crack and corrode as they turn gray with corruption.
Raziel:...my god...
Kain begins to speak again as the telepathic assault recedes.
Kain: At the moment of my first cry, Ariel’s beloved – the Guardian Nupraptor – finds her corpse. Wracked with grief and tormented by suspicions of treachery, Nupraptor plunges into a madness which overflows and infects all of the Guardians, who are symbiotically bound.Including me.The repercussions of Ariel’s assassination were expertly calculated... The entire Circle descends into madness, and I am tainted at the moment of my birth - instantly rendered incapable of fulfilling the role destiny has prepared for me.
Raziel :Shall I show you the same mercy you showed the rest of the Circle, then?
You blithely murdered them to restore their Pillars, yet your hand faltered when it came to the final sacrifice. What makes you exempt, Kain? You’re merely the last man standing. Why condemn me for simply carrying out what you hadn’t the courage to do yourself?

Kain:(getting angry)Let’s drop the moral posturing, shall we? We both know there’s no altruism in this pursuit.Your reckless indignation led you here – I counted on it. There’s no shame in it, Raziel – revenge is motivation enough. At least it’s honest. Hate me, but do it honestly.
Kain resumes his account of Nosgoth's history –
Kain:Thirty years hence, I am presented with a dilemma – let’s call it a two-sided coin. If the coin falls one way, I sacrifice myself and thus restore the Pillars.
But as the last surviving vampire in Nosgoth, this would mean the annihilation of our species. Moebius made sure of that. If the coin lands on the reverse, I refuse the sacrifice and thus doom the Pillars to an eternity of collapse. Either way, the game is rigged.

Raziel:We agree then that the Pillars are crucial, and must be restored?
Kain:(weary)Yes, Raziel – that’s why we’ve come full-circle to this place.
Raziel:(incredulous)So after all this you make my case for me. To end this stalemate, you must die so that new Guardians can be born.

Kain :The Pillars don’t belong to them, Raziel...
On “them,” (Kain gestures derisively, indicating humanity in general.) ...they belong to us.
Raziel:(disgusted)Your arrogance is boundless, Kain.
Kain:(chuckles softly) There’s a third option - a monumental secret, hidden in your very presence here. But it’s a secret you have to discover for yourself.
Unearth your destiny, Raziel. It’s all laid out for you here.
Raziel:You said it yourself, Kain – there are only two sides to your coin.
Kain:Apparently so. But suppose you throw a coin enough times...
...suppose one day, it lands on its edge.

>>5040987
Fair enough. I still like that speech, though.

And I am going to use the burning words of our own MR. RAGE as a paladin, the next time some DM tries to say 'your paladin falls'.

A dwarf fighter I made once ranted on a tangent on a BBEG. "SO! TO ALL YOU FINE DANDIES OUT THERE, SO PROUD, SO COCKSURE, PRANCIN' ABOOT WITH YER HEADS FULL O' EYEBALLS! COME AND GET ME, I SAY! I'LL BE WAITIN' WITH A WHIFF O' THE OL' BRIMSTONE!

I'M A GRIM BLOODY FABLE, WITH AN UNHAPPY BLOODY ENDING!!!"

Darmok and Jalad at Tanagra.

>>5041016
Much shorter, but:
"If there's a wall, we'll knock it down. If there isn't a path, we'll carve one with our own two hands!"

>>At last, the masks had fallen away. The strings of the puppets had become visible, and the hands of the prime mover exposed. Most ironic of all was the last gift Raziel had given me; more powerful than the sword that now held his soul, more acute even than the vision his sacrifice had accorded me; the first bitter taste of that terrible illusion: hope.

Actually, fuck it, ALL of the dialogue in those games, or damn near.

>>5041031
What happens next?

WHAT HAPPENS NEXT!?

Remember that one line from that one "_ of the dead" that took place in that bunker with that military guy that got eaten by the zombies, and what he said?
"Choke on it!" seems appopriate for this battle report from dwarf fortress.

Also, i agree with >>5041017 that the statement made by the capt' in >>5040939 is a "I've gone completely fucking insane, and don't realise that what i say is a double edged sword and completely impossible to uphold at a later date"

If your bad guy is a Paladin

Let my words carry you: JUSTICE is a TEACHER. In your PUNISHMENT, gain STRENGTH. Through your PUNISHMENT, achieve PERFECTION.

When the injustice is great enough, justice will lend me the strength needed to correct it. None may stand against it. It will shatter every barrier, sunder any shield, tear through any enchantment, and lend its servant the power to pass sentence. Know this: There is nothing on all the Planes that can stay the hand of justice when it is brought against them. It may unmake armies. It may sunder the thrones of gods. Know that for all who betray justice, I am their fate. And fate carries an executioner's axe.

>>5041033
"When the wall fell."

Also, some of the stuff Picard said in the episode, pic related. Something about how torture is always self-defeating.

"I don't care about the universe AS LONG AS YOU DIE WITH IT!"
--Ryoma Nagare, Getter Robo: Armageddon

"Asps...very dangerous...
...you go first."
--Sallah, Raiders of the Lost Ark (...this could be abused on so many scenarios.)

"You play a good game, boy. But the game is finished...now you die!"
"You think when you die, you go to Heaven. You come to us!"
--The Tall Man, Phantasm 1 & 2 (respectively)

>>5039100
Which comic was that Joker one from? I remember the line, but for the life of me, I can't remember which story it was.

Oddly, did manage to rip off one quote from another source for a game (...fits the character in a weird way...even if the quote's more 'LOLWUT?')

Game of Werewolf was in...battle cry used by my Bonegnawer with a rifle:
"GARBAGE DAY!" (complete with matching the delivery of the original line)

>One must die and one must live. No victory, no defeat. The survivor will carry on the fight. It is our destiny... The one who survives will inherit the title of Boss. And the one who inherits the title of Boss will face an existence of endless battle. I'll give you ten minutes. In ten minutes, MiGs will come and bomb the hell out of this place. If you can beat me in less than ten minutes, you'll be able to escape in time.
>Jack, let's make this the greatest ten minutes of our lives!

We Anti-Spirals were once a Spiral race like yourselves. But when we learned that the evolution of Spiral Power would lead to the destruction of the universe, we annihilated all those who possessed the power of the Spiral, and drove the few surviving life forms to the far corners of the universe. We halted our own evolution and locked ourselves away into this pocket universe! On our homeworld we sealed away our bodies and any hope of evolution! [Anti-Spiral shows Team Dai-Gurren a dark planet that resembles Earth, with lifeless bodies similar to Anti-Spiral's lining the entire landmass] This form is the symbol of our determination! Foolish creatures, drunk on Spiral Power! We defended the universe by killing our fellow spirals and halting our own evolution! Do you possess the sheer fortitude that is on par with that?! DO YOU?! WE SAY, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NOT! AT! ALL!!!

>>5041074
best paladin ever

>>5041075
There...are...four...lights!

>>5041085
That gives me shivers every time.

This will be on the test, so remember it well. Don't wreck other people's homes. Don't take children hostage. Don't threaten people with force. That is all. Class dismissed. You fail!

>>5041060 (some time later)
Raziel: Show yourself, Kain.
Kain: here, Raziel.
Raziel crosses the threshold of the chapel. Just as in his previous visit, he feels the distortion caused by the nearness of the Reaver. As he enters, he discovers Kain inside, standing before William's sarcophagus.
Kain: Everything is decided here...
Kain’s voice sounds unusually detached, almost melancholy. This unexpected change in demeanor is enough to make Raziel pause.
You cannot comprehend the magnitude – the rapture and the tragedy – of this moment...
And yet you must if Nosgoth is to be dragged from the wreckage of its damnation.

Raziel: I understand only this, Kain – that you and Moebius have impelled me to this moment simply means I can trust neither of you. I don’t know who’s pulling the strings, but it no longer matters – because I’m cutting them. I set my own course from here.
Kain: f it were only that simple.
Raziel stops and turns back to Kain, exasperated.
Raziel: Your fatalism is tiresome, Kain.

Kain: – and profoundly ingrained, Raziel.
You must understand, our presence here doesn’t alter history. You and I meet here because we are compelled to – we have always met here.
History is irredeemable.
Drop a stone into a rushing river – the current simply courses around it and flows on as if the obstruction were never there. You and I are pebbles, Raziel, and have even less hope of disrupting the time-stream.
The continuum of history is simply too strong, too resilient.

"Follow me if I advance.
Kill me if I retreat.
Avenge me if I die."

"Weep for him, for his faith was not sufficient. Rejoice for yourselves, for my faith is bottomless! Forward, for the Emperor!"

"If you are the last man standing, you're not fighting hard enough."

"Your foe is well-equipped, well-trained, battle-hardened. He believes his gods are on his side. Let him believe what he will. We have tanks on ours."

Kain:(rhetorical )Except... then how do we explain William, here?
(Kain gestures towards William's funeral effigy, and turns to face the sarcophagus.)
The beloved boy-king turned tyrant.
He gently lifts the Soul Reaver from the casket, the hilt in his right hand, the blade resting on his left palm.
In my youth, I witnessed William’s rise to power, and his transformation into the ‘Nemesis’ who laid waste to Nosgoth.
Kain turns back to Raziel, flourishing the blade.
Raziel: (steely)Keep your distance, Kain.
Kain continues, slowly closing the distance between them. He seems oblivious, almost detached, absorbed by his reverie.
Kain: Years later, I stumble upon a chance to journey back in history, unaware that the entire affair has been carefully orchestrated by Moebius.
In my wisdom, I seize this opportunity to murder the young king before he can ravage Nosgoth......and thereby provide the catalyst Moebius needs to ignite a genocidal war against our race.
Raziel grows more agitated as Kain advances.
Raziel: I warn you – no further!
Kain continues, his voice taking on a greater sense of urgency.
Kain: This one reckless act unravels the skein of history.
The Nemesis never becomes the Nemesis; William dies a martyred saint.
I, the vampire assassin, become the author of my own species’ extinction.
And Moebius profits from it all. I destroyed a tyrant only to create one far worse.

>>5041124
Anyone got that thing about how Lex Luthor is the real hero, giving people back their dignity and such?

>>5041060 (soem time latter in Williams Chaple)
Kain:(rhetorical )Except... then how do we explain William, here?
(Kain gestures towards William's funeral effigy, and turns to face the sarcophagus.)
The beloved boy-king turned tyrant.
He gently lifts the Soul Reaver from the casket, the hilt in his right hand, the blade resting on his left palm.
In my youth, I witnessed William’s rise to power, and his transformation into the ‘Nemesis’ who laid waste to Nosgoth.
Kain turns back to Raziel, flourishing the blade.
Raziel: (steely)Keep your distance, Kain.
Kain continues, slowly closing the distance between them. He seems oblivious, almost detached, absorbed by his reverie.
Kain: Years later, I stumble upon a chance to journey back in history, unaware that the entire affair has been carefully orchestrated by Moebius.
In my wisdom, I seize this opportunity to murder the young king before he can ravage Nosgoth......and thereby provide the catalyst Moebius needs to ignite a genocidal war against our race.
Raziel grows more agitated as Kain advances.
Raziel: I warn you – no further!
Kain continues, his voice taking on a greater sense of urgency.
Kain: This one reckless act unravels the skein of history.
The Nemesis never becomes the Nemesis; William dies a martyred saint.
I, the vampire assassin, become the author of my own species’ extinction.
And Moebius profits from it all. I destroyed a tyrant only to create one far worse.

And too late we realised why he had fled from us, this lord of time who had fought with gods and demons. Why he had run and hidden himself.
He was being kind.

>>5041124

Lex Luther > Superman

Lex Luther MoS is my favourite Superman Volume

Before death came, the liars were made to feast upon the hands of the thieves, and the thieves were made to ingest the tongues of their liar brothers, and we praised the Master Builder for his judgements.

-- The Hammer Book of Tenets

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w0syLHH6RMA

Best used with a high-Wisdom, low-Intelligence town guard NPC that the PCs have adopted and decided to keep. Might have added effect if you subtly play out that said guard has looked irritated for a while. Most effective when they finally ask the NPC what's wrong with him.

"I'm tired of this. So fucking tired of this. Day after day, the complaining and whining between all of you, about the dumbest things. Who gets first watch? HIM, HIM, I DID IT LAST TIME! Who takes third? ME, ME, I WANT IT! You people... it never fails. A bunch of manchildren and spoiled princesses, selfishly demanding things from the world that no one even has a chance to ask for. Stealing, murdering, burning things to the ground, all for 'The Greater Good.' For 'Heroics.' Bullshit. The only one of you worth saving is HIM."

Point to the paladin.

"But even HE isn't really worth it. Not anymore. I bet he used to be a beacon of justice and light, a great shining example of what people should all hope to be. Now the rest of you dragged him down to your level of pettiness. How many people have you helped put to death, paladin? How many while you were traveling with this group of ingrates? You don't remember? I counted ten, in the past three months of being around you people. How many would you have given your best damned efforts to redeem, if it weren't for these... these... bloodthirsty 'heroes' that everyone seems to love and adore and shower with praises when they come marching up to the next city's gates? People that don't KNOW these people for who they really are. People that look up to their example, and yours."

"*Pant, wheeze* ... Fuck you people. Don't look at me. Don't touch me. I need to take a walk."

"Let me say this to start. I am pretty strong!"

Kain gestures toward the stained glass window, which depicts a lionized William and a demonized Kain in combat, both armed with the Soul Reaver.
Kain: But how can it be so? How, if history is immutable?
(Kain advances slowly on Raziel, gripping the Soul Reaver. As he approaches, the feeling of displacement intensifies.)
The answer is here in this room, Raziel.
Moebius propelled William and me together – but ensured first that we were both armed with the Soul Reaver.
The Reaver is the key.
Two incarnations of the blade meet in time and space... a paradox is created, a temporal distortion powerful enough to derail history.
As Kain takes a final step toward Raziel, the wraith-blade begins to manifest of its own will. Raziel reacts in alarm –
Raziel: (apprehensive)
Is this your sorcery?
Kain: Not mine, Raziel – yours. You have nothing to fear from me, Raziel. You hold all the cards.
Raziel: Then perhaps I should test your sincerity.
(Swiftly, Raziel brings the point of the blade up to Kain’s throat. Kain takes a step back, and Raziel steps with him, keeping the sword at his throat).
Raziel: If what you say is true, you should be terrified. I could kill you here and now.
(Raziel doesn’t really intend to kill Kain here; he’s just trying to rattle him, to turn the tables on him. Kain responds, clearly apprehensive, but also strangely resigned – )

>>5041181
Have you read All Star Superman?

Kain: And so you do, Raziel.

(The blade begins to tremble slightly, as if possessed of its own will. Raziel is confused and alarmed – )
Raziel: What’s happening?
(The trembling intensifies as Raziel struggles against the pull of the Reaver.)
Kain: We are hurtling toward our destinies, Raziel. What you feel is the pull of history rushing to meet us.
This is where history and destiny collide.
(The Reaver lunges at Kain – he stumbles against William's sarcophagus, and falls to the ground. As Raziel fights to resist the pull of the blade, Kain urges him with earnest intensity; everything depends on him getting through to Raziel.)

Kain: (tense; earnest) If you truly believe in free will, Raziel, now is the time to prove it. Kill me now, and we both become pawns of history, dragged down the path of an artificial destiny. I was ordained to assume the role of Balance Guardian in Nosgoth, while you were destined to be its savior. But the map of my fate was redrawn by Moebius, and so in turn was yours...
Raziel: This is madness!
Kain: Fight it, Raziel... This moment does not have to be an ending – it can become a prelude.
Raziel: I can’t...
Kain: You can, Raziel – look inside and see that it is so. You have the power to reshape our inevitable futures.
(Raziel raises the Soul Reaver and brings it down violently. Kain turns his head and winces, sure that this is the end, that he’s failed. The sword crashes downward in a blinding flash of light, and Raziel staggers back, his hand now free of the blade. He has diverted the Reaver's course, avoiding Kain by mere inches. The blade stands embedded in William's sarcophagus, the impact having fractured the stone.
Kain can scarcely believe he survived this. He rises shakily and regards the impaled, fractured casket).

Kain:...poor William.
(At once, their senses are overcome by an indescribable disturbance – their surrounding warp and blur, a colossal groaning fills the air as reality labors to admit this alteration to the historical continuum. Raziel looks around the room in confusion and alarm.)
Raziel: What is this?
Kain: History abhors a paradox, Raziel. Even now, the time-stream strains to divert itself, finding its old course blocked by your refusal to destroy me. The future is reshuffling itself to accommodate your monumental decision. This is where we restore ourselves, Raziel, and reclaim our intended destinies. It may yet be possible for me to assume my role as Balance Guardian and return the Pillars to their rightful inheritors –
Raziel interrupts disdainfully.
Raziel: (disgusted; incredulous) - to the vampires. And this is the destiny you have urged me to discover?
Raziel: I don’t know what game you and Moebius are playing, Kain – but I refuse to be your pawn. Unlike you, I still revere whatever shred of humanity I’ve managed to preserve. You will not use me as the instrument of your messianic delusions.
(Raziel turns to exit the chapel, leaving Kain behind.)
Kain: Very well, Raziel. I’ll not ask you to trust me – your truths are for you to discover alone.

Raziel: (sarcastically) Humble words for one who presumes to teach me a lesson at every turn.
Kain: Then continue your journey and learn your own lessons, Raziel.
Remember – Moebius led you here, but you walk away unfettered. A champion of free will, and conqueror of false histories.

(Raziel stalks away without looking back. If he had a middle finger, he’d flip Kain off. Kain’s voice continues as Raziel leaves him behind.)
Kain: There is much more for you to unearth, if you have the heart for the truth and the will to see it...

>>5041217

Have 'em both. (Jimmy annoyed the tits off of me)

Lex Luther MoS > Superman Red Son > All Star Superman

There, I said.

Statement: I would have congratulated him, if he had not been sizzling and incoherent at the time. If you will excuse me, I will meditate on the face of my old master as he was being electrocuted. I find it most soothing.

The mystery of life isn't a problem to solve, but a reality to experience.

I must rule with eye and claw — as the hawk among lesser birds.

>>5039112
Viola's last words were beautiful. Her voice acting was great.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xbkfwwQ6A_g&feature=related
3:12

I have lost everything. I survived many battles. I lost my parents and my lover. I don't have the functions of a woman now. But even then I have continued to live. Right? To survive was the only purpose to life. To survive is my life. In battle, there is a slight gap between life and death. Those who were killing were themselves dead a moment later. I killed innocent children and even my comrades to save myself. Soaking in their blood and eating their flesh, I managed to live this long. It was not a matter of my luck. It was only my vibrant power that kept me alive. I survived through my own strength. You ruined it for me! Who the hell are you?! What am I inferior to you in? Have you ever- Have you ever experienced any hardship in your life? You, your very existance itself denies mine! Time to end it. Finally, I am finished. My ill-fated days forever over. Boy, will you answer one stupid question?
[spoiler]Was I strong?[/spoiler]

Anger is a killing thing: it kills the man who angers, for each rage leaves him less than he had been before - it takes something from him.

>>5041200

Part teenaged-angst, part "LOOK AT WHAT YOU'RE DOING, JESUS CHRIST, PLAYERS."

It would have to be handled with a hell of a lot of delicacy, to keep it from being taken as a rant against the players themselves, and some DMs don't have that kind of acting skill.

No-one in this world can you trust. Not men, not women, not beasts!

*points at sword*

In this you can trust.

“In fighting and in everyday life you should be determined though calm. Meet the situation without tenseness yet not recklessly, your spirit settled yet unbiased. An elevated spirit is weak and a low spirit is weak. Do not let the enemy see your spirit.”

"There is timing in the whole life of the warrior, in his thriving and declining, in his harmony and discord. Similarly, there is timing in the Way of the merchant, in the rise and fall of capital. All things entail rising and falling timing. You must be able to discern this."

"In battle, if you you make your opponent flinch, you have already won."

FUUUUCK MY LEEEGS ARRRGH!

Push on, York Volunteers!

Isaac Brock, before he lead a charge upon the American's at Queenston Heights and was shot.

>>5041265
Oh god yes I love you.

>Tell me, Dr. Freeman, if you can. You have destroyed so much. What is it, exactly, that you have created? Can you name even one thing?"

(freeman never talks like usual...)

>I thought not."

I liked this part best. It made the freeman look like some moronic fool for me. On the second play I just jumped below because I did not feel like freeman deserves this.

"What's the trouble?"

"Torpedoes!"

"Damn the torpedoes! Four bells. Captain Drayton, go ahead! Jouett, full speed!"

Admiral David Farragut at the Battle of Mobile Bay

Oh, such pain I sense. I must help to deepen it.

>>5039577

>>5041908

Where's this from?

>>5041950
LIFE IS SHORT! BURY! STEADY SWORD!

(also l i t t l e m o n e y)

>>5041662
Really, the first time I heard that, I already knew the answer.

The Free Man created hope for the human race, and the fact that he couldn't see that made Breen look like the fool.

>>5041950
"Blame yourself, or God."

Rise and shine, Mr. Freeman. Rise and shine. Not that I wish to imply you have been sleeping on the job. No-one is more deserving of a rest. And all the effort in the world would have gone to waste until... well, let's just say your hour has come again. The right man in the wrong place can make all the difference in the world. So, wake up, Mr. Freeman. Wake up and smell the ashes.

> Smart bombs? If they were really smart, they'd turn around and just walk away.

'What of your own gods? I have never heard you call on them.'

'Their chief is Crom. He dwells on a great mountain. What use to call on him? Little he cares if men live or die. Better to be silent than to call his attention to you; he will send you dooms, not fortune! He is grim and loveless, but at birth he breathes power to strive and slay into a man's soul. What else shall men ask of the gods?'

>>5041994
Hope for the human race? More like doom for it.

By any law of nature we should be glad the combine assimilated us into their system. Humans had a chance in the 7 hour war and they fucked up. Breen was smart enough to understand that and tried to give humanity a honorable way out.

Freeman is just a gunho retard that is conveniently placed near important things so his anarchistic nature can do its work...

>>5041662
To me it's like Breen caught him off guard. Just, saying something so out there that he's knocked for a loop.
"I've raised humanity up to the rest of the galaxy. What have you accomplished?"

That, or Freeman is just too calm and collected to answer. I think the game would be a little different if Freeman responded to things like that.

Or screaming girlishly whenever a poison headcrab flies from a cubby hole.

>>5042088
Freeman wasn't an anarchist, and the entire thing that the Combine was doing was wiping us out. There's no hope if humanity can't reproduce, and there's nothing honourable as being a slave in what's less an organic entity and more a heartless and unfeeling machine.

Pretty much anything the G-Man says is memorable.

>>5041074
great now I'm going to reinstall Planescape Torment

>>5042088
Uhhhh, they were killing us. We weren't going to be welcomed into some big galactic organization. At least not as anything except sterilized mindless slaves.

>>5042089
Whenever I watch that I just picture Gordon Freeman rolling his eyes at Breen.

HL2 had you go through numerous human resistant camps, all them knowing and looking up to Freeman.

I'd place money on the idea that the dev's did that so you could answer Breen's question yourself.

>"Tell me, Dr. Freeman, if you can. You have destroyed so much. What is it, exactly, that you have created? Can you name even one thing?"

Hope. Hope for the human race in face of extinction.

>>5042121
>>Pretty much anything the G-Man says is vague filler that strongly suggests the writers don't know where they're going

"Don't be so gloomy. After all it's not that awful. Like the fella says, in Italy for 30 years under the Borgias they had warfare, terror, murder, and bloodshed, but they produced Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci, and the Renaissance. In Switzerland they had brotherly love - they had 500 years of democracy and peace, and what did that produce? The cuckoo clock. So long, Holly."

-Harry Lime

>>5042177
>>5042106
humanity was beaten fair and square. All of the military was destroyed in 7 hours? The combine still had the dignity to use the non combatants for some purpose instead of murdering them all and just plundering all of their resources. Its what humans would have done anyways.

"The man who orders the execution never drops the blade!"

"Of course... we mustn't blame him. He's simply one of nature's experiments gone awry."

"Don’t beg for the right to live — take it."

"The prospect of finding pleasure tomorrow will never compensate for today’s boredom. "

>>5042379
We WERE another resource. They were plundering us!

>>5042495
>>"The man who orders the execution never drops the blade!"

What about the Starks?

>>5042523
just like we used niggers, only with less technology :3

We will ask nothing. We will demand nothing. We will take, occupy.

If someone stands in the way of true justice, you simply walk up behind them and stab them in the heart.

>>5039694
What is this from ??