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Amongs the things the Fallout Universe is known for, there is the quality of dialogs.
So, interested in sharing funny or insightfull dialogs ?
Here those i can think currently think off...
The Master : Of course. Mutants are best equipped to deal with the world today. Who else? The ghouls ? Please. Normals. They brought nuclear death to us all. This will be the age of mutants. Mutants.
The Master : I . . . don't think that I can continue. Continue? To have done the things I have done in the name of progress and healing. It was madness. I can see that now. Madness. Madness? There is no hope. Leave now, leave while you still have hope . . .
The Lieutenant : Did you make the choice to be born into this ash covered world? We, the Super Mutants, are the best prepared for the world to come. What is free choice compared to life?}
The Vault Dweller : Debatable point. But how are you more prepared than normal humans?
The Lieutenant : Intuitively obvious to the most casual observer. We are highly intelligent and immune to disease. The strong survive! It is our goal to improve the human race.
The Funny ones :
Zaius : You the new guy in town ?
Chosen One : No, genius, I ve been living here all along and your never noticed me.
Chosen One : What do I WANT? I don't really know. Most of the time I ignore my quest and walk into the homes of others, riffling through people's shelves...oooh, like those over there!
Chosen One : Did I mention Arroyo was founded by my ancestor, the holy Vault Dweller? He made a legendary journey from the south after defeating a great evil. (Puff up chest and stare proudly into the distance.) Now, *I* am the deliverer of my tribe, chosen to search for the holy GECK!
Renesco : GECK? As in 'Garden of Eden Creation Kit?' Comes with a basic replicator unit, holodisc reader with selections from the library of congress, and a little pen flashlight?
Chosen One : Yes, but that's not important right now. I haven't finished telling you about Arroyo.
Chosen One : "Vaults?" There is more than one Vault?
Renesco : Why do you think it's called Vault THIRTEEN, spearchucker? What, was your tribe short on brains or do you just perform ritual lobotomies to cleanse the tiny voice of reason that speaks in your head ?
Aldo : The Chosen One ? You must be very important and powerful among your people. Surely one of your great (hic) stature would be happy to follow our custom of tipping the town greeter. (urp)
Chosen One: Uh... doggie talk?
K-9: One; I am a dog. Two; I am communicating with you vocally using the common English language. Therefore it is safe to assume that the answer to your question is 'yes, doggie talk.' Now, do you intend to answer the question that I posed to you a moment ago?
Chosen One: Sorry, me forget question.
K-9: (sighs) Pay attention. Concentrate. Look me in the eyes. Now, are you ready?
Chosen One: Ready what?
K-9: I... If it were not for the fact that your IQ is less than my height in feet I would think that you are trying to irritate me. Now, be silent. Pay attention. Concentrate. Look me in the eyes. I am about to ask you a question.
Torr: Me Torr (I'm Torr. Can I help you with anything?)
Chosen One: You Torr (Hello, Torr. I do have a few questions for you.)
Torr: Torr tell? (What would you like to know, my friend?)
Chosen One: Want! (you point at things)(Where can I barter?)
Torr: Tragu? Oo Kramat? Ick boo Den. (A trader here in Klamath? Why yes, Vic trades in antiquities for the most part. He's not in town right now. I think he might be trading things at the Den. That's south of here.)
Chosen One: Bar-ba Eden? (Have you ever heard of a Garden of Eden Creation Kit?)
Torr: Jeannie? Gick Vic (So you want a GECK, huh? Weren't those originally issued to vaults? I don't know where you'd find one, but if anyone does it would be Vic, the trader. He specializes in prewar things. He lives in the northeast part of Klamath.)
Chosen One: Roger? Gick Vic, Haji! (Thanks; I think I'll go look for him now. Goodbye.)
Sulik: Most people have evil spirits. You? You have stupid spirits.
So, interested in sharing funny or insightfull dialogs ?
Here those i can think currently think off...
The Master : Of course. Mutants are best equipped to deal with the world today. Who else? The ghouls ? Please. Normals. They brought nuclear death to us all. This will be the age of mutants. Mutants.
The Master : I . . . don't think that I can continue. Continue? To have done the things I have done in the name of progress and healing. It was madness. I can see that now. Madness. Madness? There is no hope. Leave now, leave while you still have hope . . .
The Lieutenant : Did you make the choice to be born into this ash covered world? We, the Super Mutants, are the best prepared for the world to come. What is free choice compared to life?}
The Vault Dweller : Debatable point. But how are you more prepared than normal humans?
The Lieutenant : Intuitively obvious to the most casual observer. We are highly intelligent and immune to disease. The strong survive! It is our goal to improve the human race.
The Funny ones :
Zaius : You the new guy in town ?
Chosen One : No, genius, I ve been living here all along and your never noticed me.
Chosen One : What do I WANT? I don't really know. Most of the time I ignore my quest and walk into the homes of others, riffling through people's shelves...oooh, like those over there!
Chosen One : Did I mention Arroyo was founded by my ancestor, the holy Vault Dweller? He made a legendary journey from the south after defeating a great evil. (Puff up chest and stare proudly into the distance.) Now, *I* am the deliverer of my tribe, chosen to search for the holy GECK!
Renesco : GECK? As in 'Garden of Eden Creation Kit?' Comes with a basic replicator unit, holodisc reader with selections from the library of congress, and a little pen flashlight?
Chosen One : Yes, but that's not important right now. I haven't finished telling you about Arroyo.
Chosen One : "Vaults?" There is more than one Vault?
Renesco : Why do you think it's called Vault THIRTEEN, spearchucker? What, was your tribe short on brains or do you just perform ritual lobotomies to cleanse the tiny voice of reason that speaks in your head ?
Aldo : The Chosen One ? You must be very important and powerful among your people. Surely one of your great (hic) stature would be happy to follow our custom of tipping the town greeter. (urp)
Chosen One: Uh... doggie talk?
K-9: One; I am a dog. Two; I am communicating with you vocally using the common English language. Therefore it is safe to assume that the answer to your question is 'yes, doggie talk.' Now, do you intend to answer the question that I posed to you a moment ago?
Chosen One: Sorry, me forget question.
K-9: (sighs) Pay attention. Concentrate. Look me in the eyes. Now, are you ready?
Chosen One: Ready what?
K-9: I... If it were not for the fact that your IQ is less than my height in feet I would think that you are trying to irritate me. Now, be silent. Pay attention. Concentrate. Look me in the eyes. I am about to ask you a question.
Torr: Me Torr (I'm Torr. Can I help you with anything?)
Chosen One: You Torr (Hello, Torr. I do have a few questions for you.)
Torr: Torr tell? (What would you like to know, my friend?)
Chosen One: Want! (you point at things)(Where can I barter?)
Torr: Tragu? Oo Kramat? Ick boo Den. (A trader here in Klamath? Why yes, Vic trades in antiquities for the most part. He's not in town right now. I think he might be trading things at the Den. That's south of here.)
Chosen One: Bar-ba Eden? (Have you ever heard of a Garden of Eden Creation Kit?)
Torr: Jeannie? Gick Vic (So you want a GECK, huh? Weren't those originally issued to vaults? I don't know where you'd find one, but if anyone does it would be Vic, the trader. He specializes in prewar things. He lives in the northeast part of Klamath.)
Chosen One: Roger? Gick Vic, Haji! (Thanks; I think I'll go look for him now. Goodbye.)
Sulik: Most people have evil spirits. You? You have stupid spirits.
