"As long as I get to fight tough guys, I'm good! ♪" "What I seek is destruction and domination. I don't care about anything else. I'm only interested in how much I can dance in the pit of Hell when it's all over... see you there one day." "What's wrong with me? There's something wrong with you! How can you be so strong and not love fighting?! Revel in it... the death and the pain! Those are the rewards of battle!" Piccolo:
Hold on, Vegeta. The Androids alone were more than we can handle, and if Cell absorbs their power, he'll be stronger than all of them combined! Vegeta:
DO NOT QUESTION MY ABILITY, NAMEK! Not unless you want to find out how powerful I really am! I do not fear this new challenge. Rather, like a true warrior, I will rise to meet it.
"Come if you wanna! I'll take you on! Gather the strongest guys you can and come at me! I'll beat every last one of them!" Ichigo:
Cut it out! We settled things a long time ago. There's no more reason for us to fight! Kenpachi:
Settled things? One thing was never settled! This is a battle with swords, not some fist fight; as long as one of us is still breathing then this fight is not over. Ichigo:
You're making this a fight to the death? Why?! There's no reason! Kenpachi:
You mean you need a reason
"You want a reason for fighting? Why don't you just accept it already, Ichigo!? You seek fights. You desire power. Isn't that right, Ichigo? And anyone who searches for power, without exception, searches for battle. Do you fight in order to become more powerful? Or do you want more power so you can fight? I can't tell you that. The only thing I know for sure is guys like us were born this way! We were born to fight, Ichigo! Your instincts will keep leading you towards new battles. It's the only way you have, the only way to become stronger. Fight, Ichigo! If you want the power to control your enemy, take that sword in your hand and cut him down. That's your only option! That's the road that continues in front of you and remains behind you, Ichigo!" Bismarck Waldstein
: Are you really here just to buff your reputation? Luciano Bradley
: No. I'm here to take an uncommon pleasure in destruction!
"There's something rather comforting about facing death like this, wouldn't you agree? It's all that matters, nothing else even seems to exist - outside my pure instinct to survive. Rank. Personal history, and birth. Race. Sex. The name given to you... it's all meaningless. This is the only thing that's real. To fight on behalf of my own life and nothing else. I've never felt so complete. (
laughs) I guess you could say I've finally arrived."
My friends, it has often been said that I like war. My friends, I like war. No, friends, I LOVE WAR!
I love Holocausts. I love blitzkriegs. I love defensive lines. I love sieges, charges. I love mop-up operations, and retreats. Wars across prairies, in streets, in trenches, in grasslands, in frozen tundras, through deserts, on the sea, in the air, I love every act of war that can occur upon this Earth! I love blasting our enemy to smithereens with artillery salvos that thunder across the lines of battle. My heart leaps with joy whenever a soldier is tossed high into the air and cut to pieces by well placed sniper rounds! And there is nothing like a tank operator using a Tiger 88 to destroy enemy tanks. And the feeling that comes when a soldier runs screaming from his blazing tank only to be mowed down by heavy machine gun fire is such an exquisite feeling. Like when ranks of infantry brandish their bayonets, rushing into the enemy line. It moves me deeply within my heart to watch a fresh recruit stabbing over and over into the bloated chest of a long dead enemy. The sight of deserters being strung up from a street lamp is an irresistible pleasure. And there is nothing more arousing than the sounds made by prisoners of war, dropping like flies, screaming in agony, as they are mowed down by ear-piercing Schmeissers! When a band of pitiful resistance fighters makes their final stand with nothing but small arms, only to have their city smashed to atoms block by block by 4.8 ton bombshells, I am in ecstasy. I love it when my forces are ravaged by a Russian armored division. It's so sad to see towns and villages, that were supposed to be defended at all costs, being laid to waste, their women and children being raped and killed. I love to be squashed under the heel of the British and American War Machines. The humiliation as my men crawl around like vermin, ducking the Jagdbombers flying overhead. Gentlemen, all I ask for is war. War so grand as to make Hell itself tremble.
Gentlemen, I ask you as fellow brothers in arms what is it that you really want? Do you wish for further war as I do? Do you wish for a merciless, bloody war? A war whose fury is built with iron and lightning and fire? Do you ask for war to sweep in like a tempest, leaving not even ravens to scavenge from this Earth?
(the soldiers begin chanting "KRIEG!"
Very well. Then "krieg" is what you shall have. We are a clenched fist, ready to strike down all who oppose us with our might. But, after enduring over half a century wallowing in the darkness, for us, a simple, ordinary war will no longer be sufficient. We need a massive war, a war beyond any other that man's history has ever known! We are but a single battalion, the remnants of a defeated army, numbering less than a thousand strong. However, I believe that each of you old warriors is equal to a thousand of their sickly, soft children. We represent a force that could easily defeat an army of a million and one men! It is time for them to awake, the ones who sent us screaming into oblivion, and who now lie sleeping. Let's drag them out of bed by the hair, and remind them of what we are! We will remind them of what it feels like to live in fear. We will remind them of the sound our jackboots make against their throats. We will remind them that there are more things between Heaven and Hell than are dreamt of in their philosophy. Our Kampfgruppe of one thousand vampires is going to burn this world down to ash. Yes, my friends! Soon Europe's charred remains will illuminate the night sky! I have brought you all back just as I promised I would. Back to our favorite battlefield, back to our beloved war! At last, the sea lion has crossed the ocean and is heading up the hill!
Attention all soldiers of the Millennium Battalion! This is a message from your commander: Friends, let's bring them Hell!
"There is no meaning in this world. I seek naught but blood and carnage." "I don't recall joining your group. And I don't care what you plan to do. All I want is to fight someone strong. Is there someone like that right now?" Wolverine never stops, never slows, each move blending into the next in a frightening display of destruction. He's doing what he does best, and having the time of his life. Citizen V:
This fight is completely unnecessary. Deadpool:
fights are necessary!
"Those of you who can still stand — return to your master...
...And tell him to send more men!"''
"Yay now is
fighty time, blood blood
"Rip and tear! Rip and tear your guts! You are huge! That means you have HUGE GUTS! RIP AND TEAR!" I lick up war like it was sugar.
Highfather help me. Even after all there years away from Granny's Forge... I'm never as at home as I am in war
High Prophet of Regret:
Do you enjoy
the slaughter? Ripa 'Moramee:
I feel the joy of doing what I was born
to. I have no regrets... save, that I will not die fighting.
Sardath said this space station was a bit rough... be ready for anything. Supergirl, I hear voices through that door, can you see through it with your X-Ray vision? Supergirl:
Oh... This is going to be fun! Green Arrow:
Hmmm... What is it, Supergirl? A few alien thugs? Supergirl:
(grinning) No. Much better than that... Bounty hunters. Lots
of them. Animal Man:
... Oh Crapballs.
So this is what running away feels like? I'm not keen. It's like fighting, but in the wrong direction. Cyclonus:
Rodimus told us not to engage. Whirl:
He did, yes, he absolutely did. And I'm going to interpret that as a veiled order to attack...Care to join me?
"Her hobby is hunting down the best fighters in the world and beating them to death with her bare hands." ""Want our streets you got to fight for them. You know how to fight? Where we come from we fight forever. Nazis. Communists. Go to Bosnia to fight beside the Serbs. Who do you fight, little picaninny?"" War Machine:
What are you doing here, Ares? This isn't your fight! Ares:
I'm the god of war! Every
fight is my fight!
: Stop— stop this! I have no desire to fight you! Dynamus
: Ha! Do you "desire" the river to flow? The stars
to shine?! These displays of power are in our very nature! I could no more resist the call of battle than you could resist exploring subconscious minds and twisted dreams... or whatever it is you people do.
"Batman would have ended the fight three minutes ago. But he wouldn't be having fun
How do I know so much about the Worldkillers? Because I AM one. Born to fight. Born to slaughter. Born to conquer. The desire burns in me like a million suns.
The truth is, I
want you to resist. Im not here because I want to spread the Viltrum Empire. Im not here because I believe in one cause or the other, or that Im fulfilling some kind of honorable duty. Im here because I enjoy this.
"Everyone's eyes swung to Asuka. Shinji kept his head mostly down, but he too turned his head enough to watch her face closely. He could see a small, tight smile on her lips, and the beat of her pulse in her throat speeding up. He knew what she was going to say already. She'd want to be in the thick of it, winning glory and praise in the heat of battle. She was a fiery, unstoppable valkyrie, dancing in blood and death like a redheaded avatar of Kali... and he trailing right along with her, drawn to her fire even more than he was pushed away by her bloodlust and his own dislike of fighting." "But... not this time. I know you never wanted to be a Pilot, or even heard of it at all before you arrived here... but being a Pilot has been my entire life since I was four years old. What's left of me if you take that away?"
had to admit that, despite the pain of his blows and kicks, despite the knowledge of what he intended to do to her if he beat her, despite the knowledge of his superior strength and the peril the world and her friends were facing...
...she kind of enjoyed this fight.
"Ya see, the way I look at it, the moment yer born inta this world, yer dyin. It's slow and subtle, but it's happenin'. I watched people avoid all the risks in life, just so they could make it safely ta death. I watched people waste their lives day-by-day, year-by-year, an' not enjoy a single moment of it. When I made it through my first days of battle, I was so hopped up on adrenaline that nothin' compared after it. I was pumped. I was happy. But most of all, I felt alive... Thing was, whenever I thought I was gonna die, every time I got hurt on the frontlines, the pain just reminded me that I was still livin', cause dead guys don't feel nothin'. It's when I'm on that brink, when I'm balancing on that string, and the slightest thing can make me tip onto either side, that I feel the most alive. Every drop of blood, every tear, and every bead of sweat means somethin' to me. I don't go out there ta fight and die." Surge trailed off, pointing a large finger into the distance. "I fight out there ta feel alive." "My nose picks up the scents of conflict, of blood spilt, and I am drawn like a shark to a wounded seal, following the winds, my bare feet slapping against the asphalt, concrete and corrugated metal of the warehouse roofs I run across in search of prey."
TalShiar scum! This is Koren, daughter of Grilka, Captain of the glorious IKS bortaSqu
! You willwhat the... What do you MEAN we missed out on a glorious battle? ARGH!!!!!! I havent seen any action since QonoS! Why does it ALWAYS take an impending apocalypse for me to get to kill things???
was bleeding from his nose and mouth. She
couldnt be certain, but she believed he had cracked ribs in the bargain. She was getting through to him, and, Rao help her, she was enjoying it.
"Somepony, fetch Us a cider with which to celebrate Our victory!" Luna wiped her bloody chin upon her fetlock, sparing it a glance. "And perhaps a medic."
"Smell that? You smell that? Napalm, son. Nothing else in the world smells like that. I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' dink body. The smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like... victory." "Why isn't he fighting back? WHY DON'T YOU FIGHT?!" "Hell, I'll always fight." Mongol General:
Conan, what is best in life? Conan:
To crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentation of their women!
Sir Lancelot of the Lake
: Your rage has unbalanced you. You, sir, would fight to the death, against a knight who is not your enemy. Over a stretch of road you could easily ride around. King Arthur Pendragon
: So be it. To the death!
"I wanted to see exotic Vietnam, the jewel of Southeast Asia. I wanted to meet interesting and stimulating people of an ancient culture... And kill them. I wanted to be the first kid on my block to get a confirmed kill." "I'm a fighter, and I'll be one for as long as I can." "Keep your money. You just get that sucker to the designated place at the designated time, and I will gladly designate his ass... for dismemberment!" "Why don't anybody who wants me to sit down and shut up come down here and make me? Why don't any fifty of you who wants me to sit down and shut up come down here just for the fun of it?" "You see, Mr. Bond, I always thought I loved animals. Then I discovered that I enjoyed killing people even more." General Omar N. Bradley
: There's one big difference between you and me, George. I do this job because I've been trained to do it. You do it because you LOVE it. George S. Patton
: I love it. God help me, I love it. I love it more than my life.
: Looks like trouble. Marv
: Looks like Christmas.
"Why have YOU come, to talk of peace? You long for battle, you crave it! You're nothing more than a boy trying to prove himself a man!" "For orcs, there is no other life but war." "I love to see them running. I love the moments of their deaths - when I am one with Zardoz." "Dear Frederick, thank you for your nice letter. But I'm actually a US Marine who was born to kill, where you have clearly mistaken me for some sort of wine sipping communist dick suck. And although peace probably appeals to tree-loving-bisexuals like you and your parents, I happen to be a death-dealing, blood-crazed warrior who wakes up everyday just hoping for the chance to dismember my enemies and defile their civilizations. Peace sucks a hairy asshole, Freddie. War is the mother-fucking answer." "War is honest. There's no lying to it. You don't have to say sorry here. Don't have to hide. You cannot. If you die? So what? You die among friends. Among worthy foes. You die looking the Great Leveller in the eye. If you live? Well, lad that's living, isn't it? A man isn't truly alive until he's facing death. I love war!" "And [the Rohirrim] sang as they slew, and the sound of their singing which was fair and terrible came even to the city." "What do you think a knight is for, girl? You think it's all taking favors from ladies and looking fine in a gold plate? Knights are for killing. I killed my first man at twelve. I've lost count of how many I've killed since then. High lords with old names, fat rich men dressed in velvet, knights puffed up like bladders with their honors, yes, and women and children, too — they're all meat, and I'm the butcher. Let them have their lands and their gods and their gold. Let them have their sers." "I've never had the honor - no, the pleasure - of facing House Blackburn in real battle. And since you've refused every chancce at clemency, I hope you won't disappoint me. It's been a while since I've had any good mayhem, and I hate it when my opponents die too quickly." Put me in there, said Gideon.
That brought Harrow up short, and her eyebrows shot up to the top of her hairline. She fretted at the veil around her neck, and she said slowly: Why?
Gideon knew at this point that some really intelligent answer was the way to go; something that would have impressed the Reverend Daughter with her mechanical insight and cunning. A necromantic answer, with some shadowy magical interpretation of what she had just seen. But her brain had only seen the one thing, and her palms were damp with the sweat that came when you were both scared and dying of anticipation. So she said, The arms kind of looked like swords. I want to fight it.
You want to fight it.
Because it looked...a little like swords.
Prince Vladimir: I might, and I might not. I might stand you down from the fighting entirely, make you a Boyar, give you land and men to look after it for you. There's a lot of good land here, Thibor.
Then I'd prefer to return to Wallachia. I'm no farmer, Prince. I tried that and the Pechenegi
came and made a warrior of me
. Since then - all my dreams have been red ones. Dreams of blood. The blood of my enemies, the enemies of this land.
Prince Vladimir: And what of my enemies?
They are the same. Only show them to me.
"I fight because that is what I was made to do and the Empire is the instrument through which I realize my purpose. The Empire is war made manifest. That is why it is perfect." "I could give you kids a sad song and dance about how nobody wants to hire you when you look like a monster, but the truth is I didn't need much of an excuse to get into this life. I like to fight. I always have. A job as a supervillain let me trade punches with the toughest men and women on the planet." Spike:
When was the last time you unleashed it? All-out fight in a mob, back against the wall, nothing but fists and fangs? Don't you ever get tired of fights you know
you're going to win? Angelus:
No. A real kill, a good kill — it takes pure artistry.
Without that, we're just animals. Spike: Poofter.
Fire her. She's got it the wrong way around. You're under stress right now, and your hand is perfectly
steady. You're not haunted by the war, Dr Watson... You miss
: "Brave?" A dog doesn't need courage to chase off rats. Sansa
: Does it give you joy to scare people? Sandor
: No, it gives me joy to kill
people. Spare me. You can't tell me that Lord Eddard Stark of Winterfell never killed a man. Sansa
: It was his duty. He never liked
: Is that what he told you? He lied. Killing is the sweetest thing there is.
"It's been too long since I had a good fight! This is glorious!" "All I want is to fight... until even my marrow turns into dust." "Now you're fighting for the joy of it, for the sheer unholy fucking delight of it!"
The last head falls to the ground
No one is left alive
They thought that they could take me down
But it's not my time to die
I wipe the blood from my sword
And slide it in my belt
This is the sweetest of rewards
The best rush I have felt!
I'm a soldier of fortune, I'm a dog o' war
And I don't give a damn what the killing is for
I love defiance,
I see it in your eyes
There's no need for words
When your actions can reply
Show me the rising of your spirit
To the outcome I'm indifferent
When the Battle is Sufficent
I can't be told to compromise this
They'll never doubt the body lying at my feet
A most formidable reminder
They will speak my name for eternity
I have no need of any guidance
I am a weapon, powerful beyond belief
Seen through the warrior's eyes, I
Never need to question, how to defeat you
I gaze through the mist at the approaching host
My hand finds the hilt of my sword
Soon they are sundered, their bodies we roast
Their leader is hacked, mauled and gored
It ain't so bad,
Surrounded by my friends.
Brave the weather,
Fight the storm,
Live once more!
Overpowered, my desire,
Is to meet you in that spire,
I'm on fire, can't cool down, oh can't you see?
It means too much to me!
My life is PVP
Full moon's light is calling me
My kingdom lies within
The mystic soul and lion's heart
Brought by the talisman.
The ecstasy of battle takes me
Where the falcons fly
Immortal youth was granted me
I will never die
, "Black Wind, Fire, and Steel"
I don't play for keeps, I play for blood
I don't play for your soul, I play for blood
I don't play to win, I play for blood
I don't play for it all, I play for blood
Violence is my passion
I will never be contained
Living with aggression
And its everlasting reign
, "Divine Intervention"
Wake up, I'm a bullet loosed
Into the heart of a wretched age
I breathe just to beat and bruise
An evolution of the burnin' rage
Berserk, I'm a brutal fist
Yeah a lone wolf born and bred
I stand on the bones of titans
And my wrath is burnin' lead
Soldiers kill for love
and nobody admits it
I get a high from that free-fall feelin'
They call me an adrenaline junkie, anyone dealin'?
Kick down your doors and crash through your ceiling
I do it for the rush, there's really no rhyme or reason
Let it all out
(Blood, blood, blood)
Keeping your vow
(Blood for the Blood God
We want it now
(Blood, blood, blood)
Going out of control
We're the voices in your head
Gonna scream and shout we want them dead
Gonna turn your vision red
The battle never ends
We're the voices in your mind
Our justice must be blind
Let chaos be divine The Blade
will never die
Damn it all! all this our South stinks peace.
You whoreson dog, Papiols, come! Let's to music!
I have no life save when the swords clash.
But ah! when I see the standards gold, vair, purple opposing
And the broad fields beneath them turn crimson,
Then howl I my heart nigh mad with rejoicing.
— Ezra Pound, "Sestina: Altaforte"
"There is no place for me, other than the battlefield. To live as I please, and die a senseless death. That is who I am, not a mere man of flesh. War... is part of my existence." "I don't fight for good, and I don't fight for evil. I just fight!" "Relax son. Enjoy every moment. You fight, and eat good food. You fight, and drink fine wine. You fight, and sleep with beautiful women. Hell,
fight with beautiful women! That's what it means to live."
"This guy is totally nutso. He doesn't seem evil, he just has a pure desire to do battle. No goals, just destruction!" Carrera:
The only thing I desire is power!! True power is obtained by besting foes mighter than oneself. Come, Gunvolt! Fight me with all the strife in your heart! Give me strife! Victory! POOOWER!! Gunvolt:
I want no part of your crazed selfish desires! That power you seek is empty and meaningless! Carrera:
Power! That in of itself... It's my entire reason for living! It is what all men truly desire!
"SHOOTING THINGS IS FUN!" Hyperion Soldier:
You'll die before you reach the Vault, you maniac—before you can even get a whiff of its power, you'll be shot and burned and stabbed and mauled to death a thousand times over. Salvador:
I loved every part of that sentence.
Salvador, for the murders of the men known as Bluntcrack, Crow, Friday, and Spitstain you will now be hanged by the neck until dead. Have you last words in your defense? Salvador:
They were bandits. They tried to kill mi abuela! Judge Chavez:
Yes, yes, yes—you have attempted to convince your fellow villagers of this many times. Anything ELSE to say regarding the murder of these men? Salvador:
Uh... it was fun? Judge Chavez:
Come again? Killing those men was fun? Salvador:
Killing bad guys is always
"Peace was never all that interesting to me anyway."
— Alexander the Great
in reaction to the player declaring war on him, Civilization 6
"No business but war. No family but death. No mercy but the grave!" Gormlaith:
(right after killing her fourth dragon
) Hakon! A glorious day, is it not? Hakon:
Have you no thought beyond the blooding of your blade? Gormlaith:
Haha! What else is there?
"Rejoice in the glory of combat!" "Man should fight for the joy of it. To live, to eat, to breed - lesser beasts snap and howl at one another for this. Only man has the wisdom and the clarity to embrace violence for its own sake." "You live for these momentswhen all hangs in the balance
when the difference between life and death is but a single stroke.
) I live for them too! This is who we are, my friend! This is
all we are! Ala Mhigo and Doma and Garlemald be damned!
"Ah, Valter... You're a beast. You're bound to no country. You care nothing for friend or foe. Kill a man, claim a woman... You live for nothing more, you wretched beast. That's your strength. That's what makes you stronger than any man alive. A beast acts without remorse. Man's morality cannot win. It's nature's way..."
Magni: Surrender. The Allfather demands it.
"I don't know why people think I'm psychotic. I'm not psychotic. I just have a PASSION for my job!" Palutena:
Pittoo just isn't happy unless he's fighting someone. Dark Pit:
You say that like it's a bad thing!
"Surrender. Or don't. That would be more fun." "Shepard, you're missing it. It's goddamn glorious! I'll climb out on their bodies!" Wrex
: What's taking so long, Shepard? Shepard
: THERE'S A REAPER IN MY WAY, WREX! Wrex
: I know! You get all the fun!
"You seek to get rid of the nightmares? They never go away Snake. Once you have been on the battlefield, tasted the thrills, the exhilaration, the tension... It all becomes part of you. Once you've awakened the warrior within it never sleeps again. You crave ever bigger tensions, ever bigger thrills. As a mercenary I think that you would have realized all of this by now Snake. People like you and I, we care nothing for power, money, or even sex... only WAR!"
... Red Sun over paradise.
Red Sun... Red Sun over paradise.
Golden rays of the glorious sunshine,
Sending down such a blood-red light.
Now the animals slowly retreat to the shadows, out of sight.
Arid winds blow across the mountains,
Giving flight to the birds of prey.
In the distance machines come to transform Eden, day by day. Only love is with us now, Something warm and pure
Find the peace within ourselves,
No need for a cure!
When the wind is slow, and the fire's hot
The vulture waits to see what rots!
Oh how pretty, all the scenery; this is nature's sacrifice!
When the air blows through with a brisk attack, the reptile tail, ripped from its back!
When the sun sets, we will not forget the Red Sun over paradise!
"Hahaha! This is the greatest fight
of my life!"
The Boss threw down her gun, and with it, her life's calling. You - her disciple - have never been able to do that. You are too afraid to let go. Naked Snake:
I was made to fight. I am a gun.
"'Kill when you can kill.' That's bullshit. All I wanna do is fight someone better than me." "Again! AGAIN!"
— Reinhardt Wilhelm
, after respawning, Overwatch
"I care naught for riches, little for friendship. The duel is all I need." "I'm itchin' for a fight! I'll take any of these Shadows down!" "Fightin's like breathin', Mac!" "This is getting good! You're having fun, aren't you?" "I am power made flesh. Feel how weak you truly are!" "Count Bleck, Floro Sapiens, whatever... Stomping fools is my business! Show me a fool, and I'll stomp it! I don't even need a reason!" Yazan Gable
: This mech's the Freedom
, yeah? The best part of this world is getting to tangle with Aces
from other parts! Kira Yamato
: This man enjoys fighting?! Is it because of people like him that the war's spreading...?! Yazan
: Drop the analysis, kid
! You better show me some killer instinct 'cuz I dont know how to play around!
"Good, my choppa woz getting' all clean!" "Pay tribute, or make war — it matters little, for either is desirable." Fiora
: Why are you fighting? You're helping Zanza to create a world where nothing exists. What could you possibly hope to get out of it? Dickson
: Only those with power have the right to decide such things! Fiora
: You're wrong! Dickson
: Zanza just tells me where to fight, and I fight. And that's how I like it! Fiora
: Is that your reason? For fighting? Dickson
: It's the only reason! Fiora
: Meyneth wished for a world where the peoples of Bionis and Mechonis could live hand in hand. You will never get away with this!
"This is it, the true power of the Aegis. Takes me back. I've waited so long to see it again. Mythra, welcome back!" "They will not allow access to The Well without a fight, but I'm sure that's what you're looking for, isn't it?" "Nature is a battlefield, steeped in crimson dust
And the smoke of combat summons those who lust
For blood and fiery violence, and something to combust
Raining down destruction, pandemonium galore
Friend or foe, irrelevant; it hungers for hot war."
bitch. If you seriously
concede, I'll... I'll just blow up the Earth like I said! So unless you want me to turn this whole planet into an asteroid field,
Kakarot, GET BACK UP HERE, AND PUNCH ME IN MY PERFECT JAWLINE!"
: Your ceaseless lust for battle has not only endangered your family, but your entire planet, time and time again! You are a danger to the entire universe!
Goku: What? That's crazy! How could I endanger the entire universe?
"I looove hurtin' people! I looove beatin' people up!" "Fighting is an art! No painter or poet can come close to its perfection! To die in battle is the ultimate honor!"
44. I will only employ bounty hunters who work for money. Those who work for the pleasure of the hunt tend to do dumb things like even the odds to give the other guy a sporting chance.
Before we begin our next phase, I would like to take some time to address a rumor floating around the fleet. Some of you have come to believe that I like war. I wish to dash these rumors. I do not like
war. I. Love. War.
Through my life I have discovered so many forms of war. You wake up in the morning, you get into your shitty car, and you see a rich CEO who works half as hard as you do drive down the street in his Porsche. Class war
You get to work and you find out that the annual drug test is today. And you just so happened to take a puff of your one-hitter a couple nights ago before dinner with your wife's awful parents
. Drug war
But then you find out the only ones being called in for testing are your black and Hispanic coworkers. Race war!
And you try to post about it on your Facebook
, but then all of your friends start arguing about what's right and what's wrong. Flame war
You finally get home, and you decide to relax by watching a program about "who gets the box? What's in the box? How much is what's in the box worth?" Storage Wars!
What I am telling you, my Nazi army of one-thousand vampires
, is that I am a purveyor of war. And with your help over the years we are now at the precipice of our true goal!
You see, I want a simple war. No class wars, no drug wars, no race wars, no flame wars, und
certainly NO Cold Wars
! Blue balled for forty years...
What I want is a war that only we can bring. A true war! A German
war! The sequel you've all been waiting for! I! WANT! WORLD! WAR! THREE!!
"I love blood and violence! I've got a boner for murder!" "Fedor is known for his calm, some might say terrifying, lack of emotions. He was born to destroy so he simply does, and after his "loss" to TK, Fedor dispatched 16 men without a grimace or a snarl. If he hadn't been punching their heads into comas, you would have no idea that he meant the men harm. Glorious violence was only a side effect of the talent given to him by God." "Because I like weapons. Each one is unique, with its own little quirks and flaws. Each one of them—mace, axe, sword, spear—have their own special manner of wreaking bloody havoc. And for someone who thrives off slaughter like I do, that is the beauty of the well-stocked arsenal." Golem
: I hear you guys talking about it, and you're right there, in your element. This is something that you've been working on for a long time, and there's almost an excitement to you. Like you've been in a kind of stasis for the entire time I've known you, and only now are you really coming back to life. Weaver
: It's not like that. Golem
: No. I mean, I'm not blaming you, or saying you're a bad person. You're good at this, at taking a challenge head on, finding workarounds, manipulating the system to our advantage. You're doing it for good reasons, to help, to stop bad people. I saw glimmers of that excitement, of the real Weaver, while you were dealing with our bosses, and making connections, offering deals to the bad guys you thought you could bring to our side. But I've spent a long time thinking about Jack and watching old footage of him, and figuring out my enemy, my nemesis, and it's like that's you. Weaver
: Me. Golem
: You're his nemesis, Weaver. I'm the reason he's here, the reason these people died like this. But you're his counterpart, his mirror. You've got that same excitement Jack has, you think along the same lines, in strategy and counter-strategy. You thrive on conflict, just like he does. And I'm - I'm not like that.
— A conversation during the end of the world, Worm
Ellis and his helicopter stuck with Sierra Leone all the way up to the RUF's defeat in 2002. What does he think of the war-torn country he's spent years fighting in, with a significant portion of its denizens wanting to eat his heart? He loves it. So much, in fact, that
he's going to move there when he retires.
Wolverine was introduced to the Marvel universe by a battle, this time with the Hulk, but that one doesn't need much justification, as both Wolverine and the Hulk will fight anyone, so putting these two together in the same Canada is basically asking for it.
— Lindsay Ellis
Mario: Gentlemen, I like Brawl. Gentlemen, I like Brawl. Gentlemen, I love Brawl. I like midair battles. I like ground battles. I like vs CPU battles. I like vs 2P battles. I like event matches. I like sudden death. I like special Brawl. I like training mode. I like seeing opponents knocked far away after being thrown by Donkey Kong. When an enemy can't recover in time after being thrown high into the air, my heart dances. I like using meteor smashes with Kirby's soft fluffy body. When my enemy barely made it back in the ring after being blown away and I blew him away again, my heart soared. I like it when I pick up an item first and use it to mercilessly attack my enemy. I remember being moved when after getting the hammer, I chased my enemy around swinging it like a madman. Getting a heart container at 300% damage was unendurably exciting. When my enemy screamed in desperation, sending him flying out of bounds with a smash was spectacular. When the pitiful resistance came bravely with their various items, and I countered with a home-run bat when they hadn't taken much damage, I was at my height. I like being burned over and over again by PK fire. It is a sad thing when one is hit by an air PK thunder and knocked out of the ring. I like being squashed and destroyed as soon as sudden death begins. Being juggled continuously because of a lucky hit is the ultimate disgrace. Gentlemen, I desire a Brawl that is like hell. Gentlemen, my companions in the battalion who follow me, what do you desire? Do you desire Brawl as well? Do you also desire a Brawl in which no quarter is given? Do you desire a brawl that stretches the limits of iron, wind, lightning and fire to the limit, one that will kill all the crows on this planet? Everyone: Brawl! Brawl! Brawl! Mario: Very well. Then we shall have Brawl. The night that will grant our wishes has come. Welcome to the night of Brawl! Lets go, gentlemen. Ugh, a red card this early in the morning? I didn't know the refs could see into my dreams! And so on this day our hero had slain thirty men. And he would later admit to having a good time doing it. "[Viriathus] carried on the war not for the sake of personal gain or power nor through anger, but for the sake of warlike deeds in themselves; hence he was accounted at once a lover of war and a master of war."
— Cassius Dio
"The most fun you can have with your pants on."
— An American fighter pilot's description of combat, as quoted in The Culture of War
by Martin van Crevald
"If it wasn't for those damn Yanks, we could have kept the war going another 10 years!"
— Lt. "Mad Jack
about the surrender of Japan and the end of WWII
"I was born for a storm, and a calm does not suit me."
- I wouldnt come here for that kind of money.
- Well, I'm not here for the money.
The Chechen nodded in understanding: he, too, was not here "for the money." I was willing to bet that my salary was higher than his. Then for what? He liked the Georgians whom he fought. He was very critical of the Ossetians, whom he defended. And if someone seriously told him about duty and that "there is such a profession - to defend the motherland", then I think he would just told them to fuck off.
This man was just a soldier and loved war. Well, and I got involved with them because I, too, liked war.
— War. Chronicle of the five days. Make peace, make peace, make peace... (Война. Хроника пяти дней. Мирись, мирись, мирись...) by Orkhan Dzhemal