mig el pig
Legacy Member
Planescape Torment zit ook vol geniale/hilarische conversaties tussen de party members
Nordom: Attention; Morte. I have a question. Do you have a destiny? A purpose?
Morte: Is Annah still wearing clothes?
Nordom: Affirmatory.
Morte: Then the answer is yes.
Morte: Women were the reason I became a monk - and, ah, the reason I switched back..
Morte: Hey Nordom, calculate the easiest way for me to snuggle with Annah's pillows.
Nordom: Annah, Morte wishes to snuggle with your pillows!
Morte: "I am both happy and miserable, without the happy part!"
Ravel: Life swallowed you and spit you out!
Morte: It swallowed him, but I don't know if he came out of THAT end!
Morte: So, Grace... you uh, have any sisters?
Fall-From-Grace: Thousands.
Morte: Give me a moment to be delirious with joy.
Nameless One: It insults the dead when you treat life carelessly.
Vhailor: 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.
Nameless One: I see.
Vhailor: No, you do not see. Pray you never will.
damn, terug goesting gekregen om da spel te spelen.
Nordom: Attention; Morte. I have a question. Do you have a destiny? A purpose?
Morte: Is Annah still wearing clothes?
Nordom: Affirmatory.
Morte: Then the answer is yes.
Morte: Women were the reason I became a monk - and, ah, the reason I switched back..
Morte: Hey Nordom, calculate the easiest way for me to snuggle with Annah's pillows.
Nordom: Annah, Morte wishes to snuggle with your pillows!
Morte: "I am both happy and miserable, without the happy part!"
Ravel: Life swallowed you and spit you out!
Morte: It swallowed him, but I don't know if he came out of THAT end!
Morte: So, Grace... you uh, have any sisters?
Fall-From-Grace: Thousands.
Morte: Give me a moment to be delirious with joy.
Nameless One: It insults the dead when you treat life carelessly.
Vhailor: 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.
Nameless One: I see.
Vhailor: No, you do not see. Pray you never will.
damn, terug goesting gekregen om da spel te spelen.