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Go, go, go! Seal the door! Seal it! First person... Invader!
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Actually, I didn't expect you to keep up You got some nice moves kid. You can stand to shave a few degrees off your sidewind though I had to throttle down just to make it fun Let me guess fresh out of the Academy
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Yuku kawa no nagare wa taesu shite, shikamo motto no mizu ni arazu, yodomi ni- What? It helped me memorize.
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Say, Troubler, looking to whet your whistle? Well, the Angel's Arms is the finest inn in all Brumsford. Point of fact, it's the only inn in all Brumsford. Come on, stop in for a spill.
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My family came to this planet for work, it was not a grand life they chose, but they did it for me, for my son. You see, family is everything.
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I know we haven't been completely honest with each other, but you gotta make a choice. What's it gonna be? Grrrr! Oh! Oh! Good call.
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And your soul is forfeit!
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This is Survivor Radio, and I'm Bobby Anderson. This is gonna be my final broadcast. I've got food stores for weeks, a fairly impressive assortment of makeshift weapons, and sweet ol' Petunia here. So act now while supplies last.
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Alright, watch your six. We have enemies incoming. LZ coordinates are four, four, two... Oh! Dammit!