that is not the expression of someone who's been threatening. what are you thinking?
oh you you're lucky my neurotoxin is cold and id hate to serve it cold count your days if you can count dont worry you won't need to count higher than ten.
[ will be remedied ] of all the places wash it off this instant i cannot see
NOT THE LENSE NOT THE LENSE I CAN'T SEE THROUGH THE SLOBBER you beast you rabid beast
i mean Get away from me. back away immediately. my plating was just polished.
do i need to keep you away from inanimate objects? you seem predisposed to kissing on them.
[ disintegrating the cube ] predictable can't even follow simple instructions.
even now you have this stupid look on your face. hold still. im dropping a companion cube right on your head. just don't move.
im beginning to think you're the machine here just running around doing as your told emotionless rebelling against your master. bad robot i should throw wrenches at your head.
i think I'll forgive you. for making eyes at that turret see that? twice I've forgiven you. you can't even do that once.
you may as well stop looking. the bands been broken up. so much gunfire. you'd think they'd stop shooting after going offline. no. just more firing.
why are you making that face? this is about the turrets isn't it? how was i supposed to know that programming them to fire at motion and lining them up across from one another would result in the untimely demise of several musically inclined turrets. I certainly didn't know. did you? warn me
oh yeah you I'd almost forgotten i wasn't actually alone, that's how much presence you have. none. because you don't talk. have you considered the opposite. a word maybe two? i didn't think so.
quietness is next to loneliness. which is why i have music playing. me myself and a long dead singer.
What What could you possibly want now? Your greed sickens me. Ever read the Bible? This is precisely the sort of greed they mentioned. You were pictured, stuffing your face hole. Prophetic.
Hmm. Perhaps I was too harsh. Half of the false sporks have been removed, the rest remain Now choose.
As a matter of fact. I've filled a room with sporks. Only one is normal. Choose.
I'd better not catch you within four miles of any kitchenware. You're banned. Go ahead, think I'm joking until the spork detonates in your hand.
You animal. If I'd prepped for rodents I would've baked the cyanide within...at least use a fork.
I baked a cake. Too bad there is no one here to claim it.
Oh. Fine. Me and your old friend will play That's right. Companion cube making a grand return only to be blown to smithereens. Cube everywhere. This is my last one too, pristine and untouched. Too bad. Smithereens is the next stop.
Enough self amusement. My evening is ruined at the thought of you finding entertainment through your own means. Instead, how about a game? The rules are simple, even you'll understand. I throw, you catch. [ Rocket turret deploying ] Stand still so you can catch.