Identity Acquisition
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Yeah, hey there, nice to meet you... Got a screw to spare?
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Morning Greeting
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Let's see~ Two jobs for this morning, three in the afternoon... Yup, guess I can afford one coffee break.
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Afternoon Greeting
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Seen my boss around here? She lost a bet with pepper chili lettuce curry pie on the line a bit ago, and she hasn't returned yet.
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Evening Greeting
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The Nest's nightscape is always fascinating. Shame none of those lights are mine.
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Chatter #1
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Hey, that ticking of your clock's making me nervous, can you let me smoke in peace at least...
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Chatter #2
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Payments on time are all I ask for. If you're strapped for cash, I won't mind some useful scraps.
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Chatter #3
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Wait a minute, what's wrong with... Huh? Oh... I'm fine. This thing just conks out sometimes... Hm? Why are you standing so far away?
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Post-Uptie Chat 1
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Well, yeah, I change this arm whenever needed. I used to have one for lighting fires, but I got careless and burned my beard with it.
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Post-Uptie Chat 2
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Say, you and I get along pretty well, don't you think? If you've got business for me after this request is done, tell my boss and I'll be there.
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Idle
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Don't leave me alone, bud. I can get lonely pretty easily.
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Uptying
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Oh, erm... I wasn't planning to stay here for long... You gonna take the responsibility?
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Deployment
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Don't care where it is. Just lead the way.
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Stage Entry
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Right. Did I change the batteries for my arm?
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Viewed in Battle
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What, something needs maintenance?
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Commencing Attack
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Is it time to rev up?
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Enemy Stagger
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Doable.
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Staggered
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Ow... Easy, buddy.
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Enemy Killed
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Sharpening the sawblade yesterday paid off.
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Death
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Should've... given my arm... a self-destruct upgrade...
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Check Passed
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Well, I'm not one to get smug over this kind of stuff. Hmmm... Hmhmm~
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Check Failed
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Oh boy, why's my arm so stiff today... Ahem... Kehm, hmm...
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Victory Cry
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Better do my part.
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Extra Conditions Fulfilled
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What's that? You gonna pay me a bonus? I'm not about to turn it down.
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Defeat Wail
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Ah, shoot... My arm keeps refusing to work with the grease... It was a little squeaky.
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