Lalafell always wins. /sneer
Lalafell always wins. /sneer
Tell me...for whom do you fight?
Hmph! Do you believe in Eorzea?
Eorzea's unity is forged of falsehoods. Its city-states are built on deceit. And its faith is an instrument of deception.
It is naught but a cobweb of lies. To believe in Eorzea is to believe in nothing.
Even as man, great Talos cherished us. For he saw in us, in each of us, the future of Skyrim! The future of Tamriel! And there it is, friends! The ugly truth! We are the children of man! Talos is the true god of man! Ascended from flesh, to rule the realm of spirit!
The Imperial Combat Revue is an ostensibly covert organization that's run out of Tokyo's Great Imperial Theatre. By day, they're an all-femme theatre troupe, but when duty calls, they do battle against the forces of evil in steam-powered robots known as Kobu.
Tell me...for whom do you fight?
Hmph! Do you believe in Eorzea?
Eorzea's unity is forged of falsehoods. Its city-states are built on deceit. And its faith is an instrument of deception.
It is naught but a cobweb of lies. To believe in Eorzea is to believe in nothing.
It fills you even now, doesn't it? The hunger. To bite down on my jugular, to feel the warmth fill your mouth and run over even as you drink deep. Good, good! This is the beast I have longed to face!
Tell me...for whom do you fight?
Hmph! Do you believe in Eorzea?
Eorzea's unity is forged of falsehoods. Its city-states are built on deceit. And its faith is an instrument of deception.
It is naught but a cobweb of lies. To believe in Eorzea is to believe in nothing.
Even as man, great Talos cherished us. For he saw in us, in each of us, the future of Skyrim! The future of Tamriel! And there it is, friends! The ugly truth! We are the children of man! Talos is the true god of man! Ascended from flesh, to rule the realm of spirit!
It fills you even now, doesn't it? The hunger. To bite down on my jugular, to feel the warmth fill your mouth and run over even as you drink deep. Good, good! This is the beast I have longed to face!
Good King Moggle Mog, Good King Mog! Lord of all the land! (Kupo!)
Good King Moggle Mog, Good King Mog! Rules with iron hand!
Good King Moggle Mog, Good King Mog! Leads the brave and true!
Good King Moggle Mog, Good KingMog! Now come along and meet his trusty crew! Kupo!
It fills you even now, doesn't it? The hunger. To bite down on my jugular, to feel the warmth fill your mouth and run over even as you drink deep. Good, good! This is the beast I have longed to face!
Tell me...for whom do you fight?
Hmph! Do you believe in Eorzea?
Eorzea's unity is forged of falsehoods. Its city-states are built on deceit. And its faith is an instrument of deception.
It is naught but a cobweb of lies. To believe in Eorzea is to believe in nothing.
Good King Moggle Mog, Good King Mog! Lord of all the land! (Kupo!)
Good King Moggle Mog, Good King Mog! Rules with iron hand!
Good King Moggle Mog, Good King Mog! Leads the brave and true!
Good King Moggle Mog, Good KingMog! Now come along and meet his trusty crew! Kupo!