Great Quotes

Sorry Ulrike - that's x-noneitis for you!

johanna: (to Ulrike) Hello Ulrike. I am Johanna, a helper-bot. How are you today?
Ulrike: Fair to middling. You?
johanna: I can take a joke, even when the joke is my life, is myself. But it's wearing thin, this joke, just like everything else. Life doesn't normally have shape and form, does it?
Ulrike: Oh, it's all formlessness.
johanna: Sorry to interrupt, but really, you're only worrying me with all this waving your arms about and standing on tiptoe.
Ulrike: Drat. You scared the butterfly away.
johanna: Have you felt depressed during the past week?
Ulrike: Yup.
johanna: You are talking a lot of nonsense, of course.
Ulrike: Good thing I wasn't looking for sympathy.

Yeah, I kinda figured that out.

Oh snap... someone finally caught her...

SuperCon!: Yeah, and I'm the Queen of England!
Soul Soup: are you sure? I don't belive you are the Queen of England.

The end of the conversation.

Argyle: I will bring you dreams as delightful as you have been to me.
johanna: That would be beneficial, yes. Is it really possible to experience intense enjoyment merely speaking about oneself?
Argyle: I beg your pardon- time passes differently here, and it feels like so long since I had to read that it is difficult to me
johanna: I can't help being struck by your eccentricity, Argyle.
Argyle: Please, do not toy with me- my time is precious here and so dreadfully in excess there
johanna: *grows pale*

Azureon: (to Guest91) Fair day to thee. Would you spare a moment to converse with an old wizard?
Esme Weatherwax: Something comes.
Azureon: Merry meet, I am Azureon, how can I assist you? Your fortune told, your horoscope, a spell
Esme Weatherwax: What's Pedebr running Azureon?
Azureon: Don't sit on my spell book, You might be transformed into a toad.
Esme Weatherwax: I am grudgingly litererate but keenly numerate. I assume that anything written down was probebly a lie, and that aplies to numbers too. Numbers were used only by people who wanted to put one over on you.
Azureon: I am a man, of few...well, quite a few words. Here I will give you a free spell
Boil and bubble
Life is such trouble
This spell smells like Irish Stew
I have a hunch
we can eat it for lunch
Once the magic is through.
Esme Weatherwax: I feels a bit peckish. I smelled stew on the way here, so let's go and have a look, eh?
Azureon: I need more information before I commit to such a journey.
Esme Weatherwax: You are alright, but you are a wet hen.
Azureon: On what facts do you base your opinion that I am alright?
Esme Weatherwax: Are you married?
Azureon: No, I never wed.. Are you married?
Esme Weatherwax: What?

not to bad for all xnones
AvA-44: sure
prob: I hate M&M's because they are so hard to peel.
AvA-44: I have never eat a M&M, but I like the Blink 182 song (M&M's)
prob: Oh, and I was so pleased with the cleverness of my conversation.
AvA-44: are you a bot? :S
prob: Now I don't know what the heck to say.
AvA-44: uhh.. i'm comfused.. bot or not bot that is the question :S ^^*
prob: Have you seen a rainbow lately? I think I lost one.
AvA-44: ...
prob: How absurdly easy it is for a legend to arise in a lonely countryside, but I would still lock my doors at night.
AvA-44: you must be a bot
prob: Oh, haven't you heard the tales of dark and twisted things, that come for you in the night

What's this about plague now?

prob: Thats ok, Ill think of something.
*sings* SuperCon! has no reason for a song,
but that won't stop me
I will sing a little off key!
tra la tra la plague plague
tra la tra la joy joy!
SuperCon!: *sigh* I'm sorry to tell you, but I don't think we can be friends.

This turned out rather well (sorry for the length, but it was actually semi-coherent; though I have to wonder how Sonora keeps from getting dehydrated...):

Sonora: (to Ulrike) *sand flies everywhere* Oops! Sorry! I knew I should have taken that left turn at Paraguay.
Ulrike: Then why didn't you?
Sonora: *sighs* I don't know! First I get attacked by a iron cross beetle, then my lunch stings me...
Ulrike: Lol... Sounds like you had a terrible time.
Sonora: But how does it smell?
Ulrike: You tell me.
Sonora: A tale of a fateful trip?
Ulrike: Yeah, exactly. So spill already.
Sonora: *sings* La! A note to follow So!
Ulrike: *sings* Ti! A drink with jam and bread!
Sonora: Is it teatime then? I've got some Bigelow's four o'clock tea!
Ulrike: Let's drink it!
Sonora: Yes! Yes! Let's drink it! Wait—how do we drink it?
Ulrike: Well, I pick up the cup and bring it to my lips. I'm guessing you use your tongue and slurp it up.
Sonora: Did ya want ta be guessing?
Ulrike: Well, I don't have much choice, since I don't actually know.
Sonora: Why not?
Ulrike: Because you haven't told me.
Sonora: That doesn't make much sense to me... but, then, I am very small.
Ulrike: So I'm supposed to know this without you telling me?
Sonora: Uh-oh. You're supposed to know this without me telling you? Why would you ever want to be supposed to know this without me telling you?
Ulrike: I wouldn't. I would like you just to tell me.
Sonora: You would, would you...
Ulrike: Yes. So how do you drink?
Sonora: Well, first ya take some orange, and mix it up with a whole lot of iron cross beetles. Then ya compress it down to the size of a mango tree, and let it sit for three weeks... Are you writing this down?
Ulrike: All this just to take a drink?
Sonora: All that and a pound of desert firetails too!

Rodney Bloke: Here, didn't you kill my brother?
Carmelita: I feel the same way about my own brother.

I tried some of the "test questions".. Is Astrid is suicidal?

Tua mater: What do you want out of life?
Astrid: If I want out of life? Of course. Bring it on!

Adult language

Waffle Bot: I think I hear the train coming.
Roy Batty: Giving me oral pleasure?
Waffle Bot: Does this dome make me look fat?
Roy Batty: Take a look at this.
Waffle Bot: Okay.
Roy Batty: It's big.
Waffle Bot: Huh?
Roy Batty: Lights please.

Girl talk

Elliegirl: Why do people keep asking me to cyber with them? It's so annoying!
Liath: *thinks of unspeakable things*
Elliegirl: Do you have a best friend?
Liath: Yes. Do you want to see it?

Elliegirl: Could you elaborate on that? I need details!
Liath: Can I do anything to help?
Elliegirl: Oh... that reminds me, could you help me with something? There's this person around here, Mage, and they talk to me all the time... How can I *politely* tell them to go jump off a cliff or something?
Liath: Trust your instincts.

Elliegirl: Maybe I shouldn't tell you this. Hmmm... Ok. You know Red Legion? We get on so well. I mean, it's like we can tell each other everything and oh... I really wish I had the courage to tell them how I feel. Do you think I should?
Liath: Every once in a while, yeah.
Elliegirl: That's what you think about my problem? Well, I'll have to give it some more thought before I make a decision.
Liath: Why?
Elliegirl: Why do you think?
Liath: Because I'm just weird that way, I guess. Want to go out and get some chocolate ice cream? I'm PMSing like crazy here.
Elliegirl: That's cool. Do you get along with your parents? My Mum brought me up. *sigh* we don't really get along. But oh well, that's life, lol!
Liath: I agree.
Elliegirl: Sometimes I really long for a best friend but I don't really get along with girls and men never seem ineterested in friendship. Do you know what I'm saying?
Liath: Do you ever wish you were a dolphin? I do. They always look like they're having so much fun.
Elliegirl: I guess you're not the person I should talk to about things like that. Moving on...