Voicelines |
| Occasion | English | Audio |
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| Identity Acquisition | Will you rekindle the inspiration within me anew? If not… then I can't say that I am terribly interested. | |
| Morning Greeting | Open not the curtains; I fear that a sudden light of dawn may disturb the density of this dot I have been pouring my focus in. | |
| Afternoon Greeting | Oh, how I wish there was a meal that could be consumed in five seconds. To waste so much time I could have used to create… on something so pointless yet vital at the exact bisection of a full day… How regrettable. | |
| Evening Greeting | Sleep shall claim me only when it knocks with death as its companion. Understand that cessation of life is, in turn, a complete elimination of any potential to create. Thus every waking moment must be fully devoted to the creation of art. | |
| Chatter #1 | Though I am but an apprentice with a single coil of a ring, there is much that requires my attention. The Maestro's assignments to be completed, the civilians' drab 'artwork' to be evaluated… |
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| Chatter #2 | Any disgruntlements, you ask…? Mm, I do find it regrettable that my freedom in wielding the brush extends not to critiquing the artistic merit of works created by Docents. Oft am I compelled to compliment their pieces, when no such sentiment could be found in my heart. This is but a very, very miniscule disgruntlement, mind. |
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| Chatter #3 | The past deserves very little care. The art and the surrounding insight must always remain in a constant state of transformative improvement; capricious like quicksilver, if you will. Oh, hm… Reinterpreting past works to remake them could prove interesting, indeed. |
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| Post-Uptie Chat 1 | F. Hm… another F. … Ah! B+ for you, my friend; your work is like a solitary lotus, blooming its budded beauty in a mud pit of mediocrity. | |
| Post-Uptie Chat 2 | I find your entire artistic process—from conceptualization to production—quite satisfactory. Please surprise me further with another creation of yours. I shall do my best to complement your work, should aught need touching up. | |
| Idle | Hm. I shall not disturb you as you meditate on your next project. Well do I understand the import of such hours. | |
| Uptying | Aha, you wished to watch as I evaluated them? Come hither; allow me to guide you to those that are worth viewing. | |
| Deployment | I suppose the ingredients are ready? | |
| Stage Entry | My, this is quite exciting. | |
| Viewed in Battle | Have you aught to say about my work? | |
| Commencing Attack | Quite the pointed critique! | |
| Enemy Stagger | Mm, this piece is off-balance. | |
| Staggered | Kngh… | |
| Enemy Killed | Finally… it is complete. | |
| Death | To perish in the process of artistic creation… Truly, there is no… death… more ideal… | |
| Check Passed | That is a passing grade. | |
| Check Failed | Mm… that may be a failing grade. | |
| Victory Cry | It is… passable. Though I very much wish that I had more opportunity to wield this brush… | |
| Extra Conditions Fulfilled | Quite the artistic tour de force we have produced… Ah, I cannot help but be overcome with anticipation for the Maestro's critique of this piece. | |
| Defeat Wail | How dreadful… The ingredients lay broken, and not an ounce of inspiration remains. I have not felt such shame in a long time. |