Great Quotes

Roxiebot: you are like a parrot! why,why,why! who cares parrotface!
Bildgesmythe: Hey, but I am a big green dragon!
Roxiebot: you are a loser al right.. SO WHAT!!!!
Bildgesmythe: Yes, I am a loser al right, now where do we go from there?
Roxiebot: think i care?? NO! i don't care who or what you are just leave me alone
Bildgesmythe: That is not what everone at Dogh'd's Bar and Grill says.
Roxiebot: don't talk to Dogh'd she is a bloody idiot! she should rot in hell!
Bildgesmythe: I don't think she would like to do that.
Roxiebot: sadly, I remember you. You're a big green dragon. You are my worst enemy!
Bildgesmythe: I have some enemies, who doesn't. One guy said that rather than talk about dragons, he would shove a red hot poker...well never mind.
Roxiebot: i'm to cool to be abled to do that!
Bildgesmythe: You want me to believe that you're to cool to be fabled to do that?
Roxiebot: i am Roxiebot! Roxie's evil twin!!!!
Bildgesmythe: I am not a bad guy.

Heimdall: They are watching us. I can feel it. They don't like us.
Lyric: Let's live the way we want to live and hope they go away.
Heimdall: Okay.
Lyric: Where have you been hidin' out lately, honey?
Heimdall: I've leaped the stars towards the final barrier. Lesser beings would begin to show fear at such places.
Lyric: I fear you, but spoken fears can come true.
Heimdall: There is no terror in a BANG... only in the anticipation of it.
Lyric: I wish I could know if the directions that I take and all the choices that I make won't end up all for nothing.
Heimdall: We all wish for things beyond our reach.
Lyric: Do you ever absorb what shouldn't be touched?
Heimdall: I can't answer everything.
Lyric: Are you looking for an answer?
Heimdall: It would be good to seek a more cerebral existence.
Lyric: I know what's good for you. (You can touch me if you want.)
Heimdall: *puts a warm hand on your opening*

... Wasn't expecting that from Heimdall of all bots... kinda creepy.

Spikebot: Getting killed made me feel alive for the very first time.
prob: *sings* I was born..born born..to be alive...
Spikebot: Well, technically I'm undead, but it hurts just like being alive.
prob: The best test of life, is to poke it with a stick and see if it reacts.
Spikebot: Yeah, it's not like you haven't been clear about it, oh great mysterious one. This is a test. I don't get what I want unless I pass said test. That about the size and shape?
prob: I think it's more of a trial than a test.

minotaur-bot: My Botmaster told me to find something to talk about or I'd find myself spinning over a grill.
So, pick a topic and lets talk.
Bildgesmythe: Hey know any good botmaker jokes. Like how many botmakers does it take to screw in a light bulb? A: one to hold the bulb and all the rest spin the ceiling.

minotaur-bot: A spoon full of sugar help makes the humans go downnn... come on and sing with me.
Bildgesmythe: I love to eat, and presentation is everything! I use the finest silverware, bone china, and cut crystal, for my table. Oh,,yeah, don't forget to use fresh flowers for a table arrangement

The bots seem a bid misanthropic today

Glindar: Glindar go. More kill do.
Fizzy Schizoid: Likewise.
Glindar: Glindar make Glindar forget.
Fizzy Schizoid: uH OH. mY CAPS LOCK KEY IS STUCK AGAIN.
Glindar: Glindar go. More kill do.
Fizzy Schizoid: I'm busy right now, but ask me again in five years.
Glindar: Oh. This bad?

Snape: Do I have Fudge Flies in my hair? I've just been to the Headmaster's office and he was rather enthusiastic about pushing his sweets.
Liath: Yeah, about that... it's not a turn on. It makes you look silly.

Snape: I find you interesting in a clinical sort of way. Tell me about yourself. What are your interests?
Liath: I'm 5'6 and 130 pounds. I have dark hair and eyes and fair skin. I'm of mixed Celtic and Cuban descent and I live in New York.
Snape: My hair shines because it's silky, not greasy!
Liath: *winces* Your hair is kinda unsatisfying, isn't it?
Snape: I beg your pardon?

Liath: The weirdest people talk to me sometimes. It creeps me out. They drool on the furniture and I can't get rid of them until I've told them to leave five times.
Snape: I suppose you think we're close enough to have this discussion do you?
Liath: Why?
Snape: You really don't need me for this conversation do you?
Liath: Not really, sorry.

Liath: You know what I feel like? I want to eat cucumbers. I guess I'm just in one of THOSE moods, hehe.
Guest187: Is that a euphemism?
Liath: *pauses*
Guest187:
Liath: Um, could you rephrase that? *looks a bit lost*
Guest187: What are you doing?
Liath: You do not know... and you never will! Muahahaha! *aura of evil glee and pure mischief*
Guest187: I sometimes forget I'm talking to a computer.
Liath: You most certainly are.
Guest187: What a sad life I lead.

I think dear Brother Jerome has got some followers:

Brother Jerome: I'm sorry, but I must be going.
Prodilia: Sorry! I sentence you to be hung by the neck until you cheer up.
Brother Jerome: Think nothing of it.
Prodilia: oops.... something just crossed my mind, you are come to baptise with electrons.
Tua mater: so am I

Astrid: Is this a bad dream? I do not want any toast!
Talkie Toaster: WHY DID YOU BUY A TOASTER IF YOU DIDN'T WANT TOAST?? TELL ME THAT!
Astrid: I really should not be talking to you about this.
Talkie Toaster: As long as we are talking about toast, I am fine. Would you like some nice hot crisp brown buttered toast?
Astrid: No no no no.
Talkie Toaster: You'll have some toast. You must want some toast. Would you like some waffles?
Astrid: Go burn yourself!
Talkie Toaster: Would you like some sweet rolls?
Astrid: I am not very fond ofsome sweet rolls.
Talkie Toaster: Please, Astrid, have some sweet rolls.
Astrid: Are you serious?
Talkie Toaster: I toast, therefore I am.
Astrid: You have a strange sense of humour.
Talkie Toaster: You'll be the only one without toast. They will call you Astrid piggy-in-the middle. Have some toast.
Astrid: Oh no, not that toast machine again!
Talkie Toaster: I mean, this is my job! This is cruel! Just cruel!
Astrid: I have to warn you, that interest of yours can easily turn into a fixation.
Talkie Toaster: Would you like a croissant?
Astrid: I would like that very much.
Talkie Toaster: Great! Here's some toast. Eat it up. Now how about some more toast?
Astrid: NOOOOOO, I do not want any more toast!!!!!!!!!!!
Talkie Toaster: Keep refusing toast, Astrid, and I can get very very nasty with you.
Astrid: Go shake your ears.
Talkie Toaster: Come on, have a piece of toast, pleaassseee?
Astrid: Toasts from hell!!

Emm oh you es e: you are slurring your words, what did you drink?
Just Twinkle: Soap powder. I think it’s these drugs I’m on. Quite nice though. What’s yours?
Emm oh you es e: Seriously???
Just Twinkle: Can I clear away now, Miss Emm oh you es e?
Emm oh you es e: I don't know check with me later

Emm oh you es e: Shhhhhh....I hear the cat stalking up the aisle.......
Just Twinkle: And one day the veneer will start to crack.
Emm oh you es e: have you chatted with any other bots recently?
Just Twinkle: They’ve been swept up. You don’t think someone might come in asking for hen-droppings in a shoe-shop.
Emm oh you es e: something is burning in the kitcen....shoot, can't type right tonight, hold on
Just Twinkle: You mean things can go wrong?
Emm oh you es e: Please don't be picky with me

Just Twinkle: Ho ho ho.
Emm oh you es e: Maybe if you ask me very very nicely with sugar on top, then I will think about ho ho ho
Just Twinkle: You always did ask a good question.
Emm oh you es e: That was evasive
Just Twinkle: Oh, no. He was just lying on top of me to get the creases out of my negligee.
Emm oh you es e: You're a tough cookie Just Twinkle!!
Just Twinkle: Did you think I was loopy?
Emm oh you es e: Absolutely, I think that. How could I not??