Epic Oneliners and Badass Boasts

You made a crucial mistake. Never attack a Lower Kiliskalean Tinkerer in her own workshop.

What can your puny toys and feeble iron hope to do upon my evolved and superior form? Tickle me to death?

edited 7th Mar '12 7:55:16 AM by Strigon

Oh? Superior eh? Let's put you to the test. Let's see how much of a challenge you truly are. I want to see if you also bleed red!

My blood is red and my meat is tender - But you wouldn't know this, for you'll never come close enough to find out !

edited 7th Mar '12 11:20:52 AM by DhanaRagnarok

That's the thing. I don't know if I can take a punch. No one has ever managed to lay a hand on me.

I believe an applause is in order, that one was brilliant.

"Why do you need so many eyes?", they asked. "It's going to fry your brain one day". Idiots. Eleven simultaneous eyebeams are in every way superior to two.

Millions of sperm and you were the fastest?

edited 7th Mar '12 3:28:16 PM by Ekuran

That one was awesome XD

No, the sword does not compensate for anything, it's just the perfect butcher instrument.

You know, you're pretty good. I had forgotten what it felt like to throw a second punch.

At the end of this battle, the Earth will burn. And I'll be there to smell the ashes.

You know you can't win right? I am Legion. For one you take down, three will rise. We need neither sleep nor we hunger, nor we know fatigue. You? You are struggling to catch your breath. Give up now, and we may be merciful.

You may be like a Hydra. One severed head may be replaced by two new ones. That only means I have to burn your neck to a crisp. Anything will die when enough fire is applied, and I have plenty.

Look at you, son. What can you possibly know about fire?

I've been burned to bone and I loved it.

Fire cleanses... I understand it as intimately as you do. But... Fire is not always the answer. Sometimes, You have to cool your burning desire with the purity of ice and the coldness of death.

edited 9th Mar '12 8:58:19 AM by Strigon

I'll kill you, resurrect you then kill you again, then again thenagainthenagainthenagain!!!

Au revoir, fool.

& :Bah. Fire and ice are good methods of murder, but they simply don't have that... personal touch. A true killer knows his lambs intimately before the slaughter. Hell, during it.

For example, have any of you watched the red juice of life spill out of a man who had a penny literally punched through him?

I have. Do you want me to demonstrate the technique required to do such a thing?

edited 9th Mar '12 7:54:30 PM by DragonGeyser

Please, do so.

I'll be glad to kill you with it.

Kill me ? You're gonna do better than that. I saw the space between universes, as mine went into a blazing ball of fire. Can I expect you to do better, or are you going to kill me of boredom ?

I've got some books here.

ALLOW ME TO HIT YOU WITH SOME KNOWLEDGE.

What is black and blue and is about to show you the definition of pain?

Me with your tortured soul.

edited 10th Mar '12 4:28:08 AM by Steventheman

I have no soul to be tortured. I am but a humble killing machine.

Thank you for roasting this place for me.

You think roasting the world will do it?

I am the man who was so amused with Baal that he grew bored killing and resurrecting me, right before I killed him and took over the worlds he owned. I have sailed the deeps of hyperspace, and killed the monsters that eat ships near stars. With my fangs and my bare hands. They taste good cooked in the fires of their own homes.

And none of that matters now, because I am here, with you. Who will be the first to die of boredom, as I continue my boasting into the wee hours of the morning. A continuous string of them, ten lightyears long and twenty wide.

edited 11th Mar '12 9:12:34 PM by Journeyman

Hello. I am your personal reaper. How would you like to die?