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"GTA III was a showcase for the powerhouse PS2. Earlier games in the series were fun, prankishly rude ditties; you played a criminal, and observed the gridlike world from an omniscient, top-down perspective. GTA III created an entire three-dimensional world, setting you at ground level in a city that could be freely explored. It wasn’t the first game to combine different genres into one, but the component parts of GTA III‘s gameplay were well integrated: it was a driving game, a third-person shooter, an RPG-inflected adventure, a crime thriller. The Casual Gamer — a primordial notion, five years pre-Wii — probably thought that GTA III was less a single videogame than an entire entertainment system unto itself. GTA III kickstarted whole host of changes in the videogame industry. Along with Halo: Combat Evolved, released in November 2001 as an Xbox launch title, it’s a central to the paradigm shift in the early ’00s that transformed videogames either into “a legitimately cool and important cultural force” or “that annoyingly fashionable Hot New Thing that meant Lindsay Lohan attended the launch party of Saints Row The Third” — depending on your perspective. (I’ll never forget watching The O.C. and noticing that Seth Cohen had a Rockstar Games poster up in his bedroom.)"
"Most of the delay in releasing the game, which was only a couple of weeks, was a product of the fact that our office in New York was pretty close to Ground Zero and so any work that had to be done there was made impossible for a period," Houser added. "The mood in the office... It was very upsetting, very unnerving and overwhelming. It was the same for us as it was for anybody. But we also felt we'd come this close to making this great game and that despite these problems, just as despite the problems of Take Two, it was our duty to finish it."
"According to what we have termed an identity simulation account, these effects are a consequence of identification with deviant video game characters (e.g., Fischer, Kastenmüller, & Greitemeyer, 2010; Konijn et al., 2007) and self-perception of correspondent deviant personality characteristics and attitudes (e.g., Uhlmann & Swanson, 2004; Fischer et al., 2009; Hull et al., 2012). Although we do not have measures of the extent to which participants identify with game characters in the current research, we can distinguish protagonists in the games they report playing in terms of their motives and values. Specifically, in Grand Theft Auto III, the primary character is an underworld thug working his way up the criminal hierarchy, whereas in Spiderman II the primary character is a superhero using his powers to fight villains. Although these games are similar insofar as both lend themselves to unlimited aggressive behavior, in support of the proposition that the character and motives of the protagonist matters, 13 of 15 specific comparisons between these two games were statistically significant: Play of GTA III was associated with greater behavioral deviance than play of Spiderman II. These differences even extend to our primary measure of aggression."
"Before “Grand Theft Auto,” there wasn’t a lot of freedom in games. You might be able to choose the order of missions, but if you wanted to just explore the world, it wasn’t possible. “GTA” encouraged that and gives you lots of ways to do so. You can fly planes, drive tanks or ride jetpacks. You can steal an ambulance and respond to emergency calls. Carjack a taxi? Pick up fares to earn extra money. Rockstar dubbed its game a sandbox for players - a term that has stuck as other developers have copied the formula."
"Q: Okay, let’s get theoretical here. You’ve had the ’80s-era game, the ’90s-era game. Say you want to do a Grand Theft Auto that is set in 2001, when Grand Theft Auto III came out. How would the new game be different from GTA III? What kinds of stuff would you want to incorporate into it? What’s your vision of the early 2000s?"
"Attention concerned parents: Today’s episode features Grandad demonstrating responsible parenting, playing the controversial video game “Grand Theft Auto 3” to answer any questions he may have and to reinforce the difference between appropriate and inappropriate behavior. We suggest all those with young children take note. Thank you."
"(fighting a whole warehouse full of henchmen) All eyes on me! Aww, I feel special!"
"I don't need pointy ears and a cape to figure out this is probably another heist."
"You're gettin' sloppy, Shocker old buddy!"
"What happened, Shocker? Did you flunk out of electrician school?"
"That's it, Shocker, let it out! Vent, vent!"
"(fighting Shocker) No, you CAN'T have my lunch money!"
"(after beating Shocker) I believe that's all the time we have for today. I think we made some real progress today, Shocker, I really do. Hey, uh, when you get to prison, remember to share your feelings with the group, okay?"
"Quick, Spider-Lad, you stop the plane, while I get the bad guys! Wait - I don't have a sidekick."
"(after unlocking an electronic door) As Edison said when he discovered electricity: OWW!"
"I bet all these guys are on Hammerhead's payroll. Wonder if Hammerhead provides his goons with medical and dental?"
"(fighting Hammerhead's thugs) Hey, who dresses you guys, anyway - Hobgoblin?"
"Just my luck, a construction site. Hey, wait a minute - Sandman is vulnerable to water, and that looks like a water pump! If I can get the pressure high enough, maybe I can make mudpies out of our little friend here."
"Nighty-night, Sandman!"
"(after finding the article on the Zeus' Tear jewel) Huh?! You gotta be kidding me! Oh, great. Just great. Well, I could hope that Electro can't read, but I guess he could have someone do that for him. Hope I'm not too late getting to that museum. What do I do about the doctor, though? Electro probably still needs the doctor to show him how the device works, so she should be safe for now. Let's hope Electro's as dim as he looks."
"Sorry, boys and girls, but I don't think I'm gonna let you arrest me today."
"Nice. Shaft, lasers, electric fields, huge crushing iron doors... that's just what I need. Yep. Just what I need."
"Thank you for flying "Air Spider". (after stopping the plane)"
"Ladies and gentlemen, please exit the plane safely. (after stopping the plane)"
"Thanks, thank you, buy, yep, thanks, buy, thank you, thanks, bye. (after stopping the plane)"
"(fighting Hammerhead on a rooftop) I can see my house from here!"
"(fighting the Lizard) Why couldn't the Doc experiment with bunny DNA? Had to be a lizard!"
"(fighting robotic samurai warriors) Electrified swords and armour versus fists. That hardly seems fair... for you guys!"
"(fighting robotic samurai warriors) Wait a second - do any of you guys know Iron Man?"
"(fighting robotic samurai warriors) The strong, silent type, huh? I bet the ladies love you guys!"
"Lightning rings! I suppose it could be worse!"
"Yeah, I think a lightning cascade qualifies as worse!"
"(Electro makes a screen explode near him) Explosions! Now in Activision!"
"(Electro makes a screen explode near him) Remember, kids - TV rots the mind!"
"Ladies and gentlemen, this concludes our tour of the ages of man! Next, the "Pounding of Electro" exhibit!"
"(during his final fight with Electro) No Blackbird, no Helicarrier, no Fantasticar - no reinforcements! Where is the love, people? Where is the love?"
"(during his final fight with Electro) All this rain should be weakening him. Boy, I wish he knew that!"
"Just goes to show that good wins, because evil is dumb!"
"(practicing web-targeting in the Danger Room) Ah. This will come in handy for rescuing cats out of trees."
"(practicing target-cycling in the Danger Room) Simple enough. Do I get a prize for this? I could use a stuffed rabbit for my girl."
"(when falling to 'Game Over') Wonderful."
"Not so fast, bug! Or tonight, you're not gonna be the only one who gets squashed!"
"Fool! This was never about you - this was about POWER!"
"You Won't Stop me this Time Spiderman!"
"Try This one for Size!"
"You're Nothing Compared to my Power!"
"Allow me to rain on your parade, wall-crawler!"
"Give up, Spider-Man! This time, I rule the day!"
"Meddlesome insect! You are gonna FRY tonight!"
"This is only the smallest fraction of my power!"
"I'll dance on your grave!"
"No more jokes, Spider-Man!"
"Dying time is here, Spider-Man!"
"First you, then the world!"
"Prepare for your end!"
"Beg for mercy!"
"What have you done to me?!"
"Knock it off!"
"This is Gonna hurt!"
"How Do you like that!"
"You won't stop us this time!"
"Time for your Dirt Bag Wall-Crawler!"
"I almost feel sorry for you!"
"Hold still, punk!"
"Yeah, bring it on, chump!"
"I'm Gonna Bury You!"
"Gonna put your mask in my trophy case!"
"You're just a lot of talk and some tights!"
"You Found My Weakness Spiderman...You Pay For That!"
"Get away from that Water Valve Spiderman!"
"What?!...What are you doing to me!...How Dare you Engulfed Me with Water!"
"Oh!... what do i don I'm Soaking Wet with water i think i'm falling apart you Can't do that to Me and Get away From it!"
"Stop that You Soaked Me with Water i'll Stop you Myself for Interfering Electro's plans you stall pay!"
"Damn you Spiderman you Have Defeated me Electro will make you Pay!"
"You're toast, do-gooder!"
"None of your meddlin'!"
"I'm gonna Smash you Spiderman!"
"Come on Wall-Crawler fight me like a Man!"
"Hey... My Gun That's my Weapon you idiot!"
"i gonna get my Weapon back and take that Wall-Crawler out!"
"What?...How Can this Be!"
"No!..No!..this Would Not Happen Again!"
"Welcome, true believers! Stan Lee here, to bring you yet another scintillating tale of superhero derring-do! Now it appears that trouble has found our arachnid hero yet again, so get ready for a pulse-pounding, web-slinging tale of "shocking" revelations!"
"Hey there, Spidey fans! These guys look like they're up to no good. Well, luckily Spidey's on the scene to make them realize the error of their ways. But watch out, Web-Head - this time, you may be in over your head..."
"Spidey's hot on the trail, and this time it looks to have led him to the trainyards. Well, things look quiet now, but evil is afoot, and it's up to our friendly neighborhood Spider-Man to ferret out evil where it lay!"
"Hammerhead and his thugs have stormed the ball! The people are frightened, and some have even been taken hostage! It looks like Spidey's gonna have his hands full, finding the doctor and keeping everyone safe! Good luck, Web-Head!"
"Here it is, Spidey fans - the quintessential high-tech research lab! The pinnacle of modern technology! The apex of human thought and achievement! But behind the shiny exterior is a company working on diabolical experiments and techno-organic wonders of the future! Black market research done by unassuming pawns, guarded by state-of-the-art robotic sentries - little human life toils in these halls."
"This is it, true believers! Spidey's headed for a final showdown with Electro! The sparks are gonna fly, that's for sure! But if our hero isn't quick on his feet, he'll find himself in deep trouble!"
"Until next time, true believers - Excelsior!"
"(Spidey interrogates a henchman)"
"(Spidey meets Beetle)"
"(Electro's plan revealed)"
"("Spidey vs Hammerhead!" cutscene; Dr. Watts is interrogated by Hammerhead and two of his henchmen)"
"(After battling the Lizard and reverting him to Dr. Curt Connors)"
"(Henchman rushes towards Electro with a newspaper, with the Zeus' Tear jewel on the front page)"
"("Top of the World" cutscene; This is the original dialogue, which was reedited due to the 9/11 terrorist attacks.)"
"You forget what it means to be human Pious! The human race will never go quietly into the darkness, for as long as you have spent summoning your lord people have struggled against you. Now, thanks to their efforts I have three of the Ancient’s essences. Now Pious, this is the end!"
"What have I done!?"
"As I gazed up at the Ancient I had brought into this world to stop Pious', my mistake was made clear. This Ancient could lay the world to ruin just as easily as Pious’ would have. And yet, as quickly as it began, it ended. To think, that once I could not see beyond the veil of our reality. To see those who dwell behind…I was once a fool."
"There was something more, like a hole being opened in my mind, disguising the thoughts there. I can almost see it; I have a strong ally, but where? I must look toward the future; my work is not yet done."
"Where emptiness had been, new knowledge now seeped inside. Something happened then, I realized that I was not the only one. That there were many others like me, in other places, other universes, fighting the same fight, all to serve the needs of the great Ancient, and to have my world spared, from Eternal Darkness."
"Flesh. Bone. Bound together with the oddest magickal incantation. This wretched book is where it all began so long ago. Before time, Before humanity. I am doctor Edward Roivas. I am a clinical Psychologist. I am also dead. This is not my story, nor even the story of the Roivas family. It is the story of humanity. Like it or not, believe it or not as you will. Your perceptions will not change reality, but simply colour it. Humanity has been on the edge of extinction for two millennia. Ignorant of so much, and dependent on so few. The guardians grow restless. Their time once again near. Whether by fate or misfortune, my family has crossed their path. And they didn’t take kindly too it. Their attention turns to my grand-daughter. For she is the last of my line, and the last hope of humanity."
"I cannot say what was the true beginning, nor am I sure of its end. So perhaps this is the best place to start: I am reminded of ideas I first encountered in Sir James George Frazer’s book “The Golden Bough: A study in Magic and Religion.” We are overwhelmed by our very human need to weave a web of meaning where there may be none. Since time immemorial, ancient peoples have dressed up their lack of knowledge as gods and demons. I have discovered that sometimes, the fates of gods and mortals intertwine – and legends are born..."
"It is apparent that the endeavors of mankind are mere puppetry at the hands of the Ancients. Whenever a king vows reform, the ancients move quickly to stifle it. Under the auspices of Emperor Charlemagne the Frank, the new Holy Roman Empire was at the height of its power."
"Dreams: Modern psychology offers only unproven theories. Some see them as the meaningless tossing and turning of a brain settling into a restful sleep. Others see them as laden with symbols of our unconscious desires. To still others, dreams represent the upwelling of the archetypes, normally hidden deep within the recesses of the human collective unconscious. Of one thing I am certain: after a brush with the Ancients, our dreams metamorphosize into nightmares..."
"I will not argue that I was shocked by the sudden mention of my ancestors – the distinguished Dr. Maximillian Roivas! It chilled me to my bones! Where had this ancient book come from? How had my ancestor stumbled upon it? I feverishly began to read more, eager to learn his story. It seems that Maximillian had inherited his father’s mansion, just as I had. Alone since the death of his wife, and since his children had their own adult lives, he explored the house to discover his family roots..."
"The Ancient’s influence was incredible. From all walks of life, to all parts of our world, their tendrils crept and wrought their insidious damage. Their prisons decayed constantly as their Guardian’s work continued. I discovered mention of a breakthrough in satellite RADAR imaging that revealed the presence of a hitherto unknown temple mound in the Angkor Thom region of Cambodia. An archaeologist of some repute, Dr. Edwin Lindsey, took it upon himself to investigate the area, to reveal the secrets of history. Unfortunately, the local government at the time thought differently, requiring that Lindsey find other means into the country and to finance the expedition. He found these in Paul Augustine, a collector of rare items who professed an interest in the discovery and agreed to help. After a dysentery-riddled two-week venture, Lindsey and Augustine located the remains of an ancient City Temple, dating back to the 12th Century..."
"In Europe, during the time of the inquisition, paranoia and corruption ran deep. With the fear of devilry running rampant, the Ancient’s corruption extended far beyond the knowledge, corrupting all that could be corrupted. My researches uncovered an interesting incident: A Franciscan monk named Paul Luther was travelling through the region of Amiens during the witch hunts of the inquisition. Now under martial law, the inquisition prevented anyone from leaving the town and its nearby Cathedral, for everyone was suspect..."
"Much has been written about the exploits of conquerors. In the context of history, one man’s champion is another man’s nemesis: hero or murderer. Much has been written, but what has not is far more interesting. The Tome of Eternal Darkness mentions a Venetian artist and architect of the Renaissance, named Roberto Bianchi. Roaming abroad for inspiration, he was captured by a warlord expanding his empire. He forced Roberto to use his architectural and engineering skills to construct a monument to his greatness. To complete his task, he must survey the site..."
"The “War to end all wars” redefined how mankind looked at war, and the value of human life. Over 19,000 men lost their lives every day in the trenches of the Somme. Some say uselessly, some invoke a higher cause. I read accounts of the slaughter from many journalists who spent time in the trenches, but I found the account of a certain Peter Jacob to be the most horrible of all… His implication about the Ancient’s involvement with the war was hideous, and so obvious… With the horror of the Battle of the Somme scant miles away and the distant echoes of pounding artillery, a young journalist named Peter Jacob researched his latest story from the frontlines. His grim task brought him to Oublié Cathedral, now transformed into a field hospital…"
"My education in psychology did not prepare me. I would like to see how Freud’s view of his mother would change with the knowledge of Chattur’gha. How Skinner would incorporate Xel’lotath in his behaviourists theories. How Jung would accommodate Ulyaoth into his theory of the collective unconscious. Like my ancestor Maximillian, I too had an interest in my family tree. As a psychiatrist, I believed that science could provide answers into my family’s sordid, bizarre past. It was with great excitement that I began my search. The mansion’s history was filled with my colorful predecessors. Everything from convicted and hung witches, to committed madmen, each laying their own peculiar mark on its character. I intended to find their secrets."
"Wherever disaster and death lurk, there is likely to be an Ancient just beyond our senses, waiting. They prey on our misfortune, and exploit it toward their own twisted ends. When hundreds of oil fields are set ablaze on the heels of war, the Ancients grip tightens, knowing that lives will be forfeit, and resources squandered. But a few people make a difference. People like Michael Edwards, a Canadian industrial firefighter hired to put an end to the insanity at the end of the war. Ironically for him, the insanity was just beginning."
"Quickly Alex! We must bind this creature! It cannot be allowed to remain in this universe!"
"It is finally over my dear. The Ancients plans are finished, for now at least. You have proven to be an incredibly courageous young woman. Your mother and father would have been proud of you, just as I am. I’m sorry it had to be like this, it’s not quite the inheritance I had in mind for you, but there was so little time, and so much to do. Goodbye Alex, I will miss you."
"And so it comes to pass. Of the three Ancients, there is nothing. The mighty Chattur’gha has obliterated the insanity of Xel’lotath. The madness of Xel’lotath has overcome the power of Ulyaoth. The boundless Ulyaoth has decimated the power of Chattur’gha. All at once, separate and simultaneous, for the universe is made of many time streams, many possibilities, all in harmonious synchronicity. Only Mantorok remains, slowly dying. Mantorok, keeper, overseer, warden of Ancients, chaos, an entity trapped between the veils of reality, and the enchanted stakes that impale its flesh. Unable to rally its Guardians, it could only rely on its subtle manipulations of the Roivas family to destroy its enemies. Knowing the nature of the Ancients, it used its pawns to play them against each other, resulting in their mutual annihilation. Now it will languish forever, festering in its tomb... Plotting."
"I had no knowledge of what was to come. Nor did I care. How the knowledge changed me... It will also change you. As you read this, you will come to learn fear as I have. You too, will come to understand, or you will perish. To think that once I could not see beyond the veil of our reality, to see those who dwell behind. My life now has purpose, for I have learned the frailty of flesh and bone. I was once a fool…"
"Aeons have passed since then, and I have learned much. Chattur’gha’s power filled me, invigorating my dead body. With a touch, I could level buildings, rend the ground asunder, and channel power such as mortal men could only dream… Face me, and you shall surely perish!"
"Aeons have passed since then, and I have learned much. All at once, I understood. The forces of the multiverse all made sense under the transcending power of Ulyaoth. No mountain too high, no city too far. Face me, and you shall surely perish!"
"Aeons have passed since then, and I have learned much. I was once as naive as a child, but now my mind is sharp. With the power of Xel’lotath, I can now read the thoughts of others and make them raving mad with a mere suggestion. Face me, and you shall surely perish!"
"Thy time is done, Great Ancient. Forever in shadow will you be, Master of Chaos! And to fade to nothing in obscurity will be thy fate. My master has planned many millennia for this day. It is the true chaos of all things that you now must be entombed amongst the beings of flesh and bone. You have a great monument here, Mantorok. It is a pity that no one will recognize it as yours. May the Darkness claim thee, crawling chaos and damned beast! No longer will thy reign be kept over the Ancients you have kept imprisoned. Thou hast seen the last of this world…"
"So, you are reduced to feeding on flesh and bone, Mantorok. How the mighty have fallen. You will surely fester for millennia to come, a slow and torturous fate for thee…"
"My liege, the future is yours. The light in the Age of Darkness has been extinguished. The Pillar of Flesh has been constructed. The Master of Chaos – the “Keeper of the Ancients” – is long dead. The planets will be in alignment soon. All is prepared for your arrival. I will begin the final incantation that will bring you into our world within days. The next millennia will truly usher in a new age! Your guardians now prepare the gate!"
"[Impersonating Paul Augustine] For years, I have searched for it without success. Here, all along, clouded from us beneath the Great Ancient’s insidious magick! I am very pleased with your performance, Dr. Lindsey… Very pleased… In fact, so pleased, that I will give you an early bonus. [Draws a gun, but Lindsey manage to run away] You are a scholar, Dr. Lindsey – not a warrior. In that regard I have several centuries more experience than you! Don’t be a fool – die quietly, and you will not suffer. [Lindsey takes a shot at him, and Paul turns into Pious] You cannot escape me, Lindsey! This place will be your tomb, just as it is Mantorok’s! Guardians of (name of Ancient whose artifact you selected)! Kill him!"
"I am not your food today! I am your master! Your task is to guard the artifact before you. Let no one touch it!"
"Evil is merely a perspective which no longer concerns me, Luther."
"[Impersonating an Arabian conqueror]I am the Scourge of God, appointed to chastise you, since no one knows the remedy for your iniquity except me. You are wicked, but I am more wicked than you. So be silent! [He turns to Roberto] Now you, architect. You are about to make your largest contribution to this project..."
"Fool! [Spits on Alex's body] I spit at thee! The darkness shall be Eternal!"
"Ugh! The darkness... Is not so easily destroyed... No... My death is just the beginning!"
"Not even these mythical fables can keep me amused. There has to be SOMETHING to do around here... I only wish that something fantastic and of higher purpose could happen to me."
"Do not touch the heart, flesh and bone, lest you become like me: a dead, rotted husk. I have waited many centuries for you. It was not easy hiding from the dark ones as they searched for me. At first they passed by not thinking the heart was inside my dead body, but I was forced to find refuge here. You must seal the heart so it never contacts your flesh, and take it to the Gathering of Light. Take the heart there, or the world shall fall under a reign of Eternal Darkness! The veil of reality can only be pulled back so far, mortal. Take your stand, and fight the Darkness!"
"What sorcery is this? A spell! I am bewitched! If this was meant for Charlemagne, then what will become of him!? I have to warn him of this treachery!"
"The things I do for love..."
"It has been two weeks since the death of my father, and it has finally come to me to look over the mansion. Now I am truly alone, and forced to start a new life, here in Rhode Island. I intend to make the mansion mine, and live in it as my forefathers have, to continue the family tradition. The mansion has its secrets, I’m sure, and in my time here, I have to make them mine."
"The accursed beast was dead, but not without its toll on me. That was but one, and there was an entire city of them... I could not hope to fight them all alone – I knew I had to get help! I knew there was a way – I just had to find it."
"I tried... I tried to tell them... But they wouldn’t listen to me... Damn them! Damn their eyes! They didn’t believe me. Strange creatures... The world in peril from unseen foes... The death... The darkness! Instead, they jeered and threw me into this forsaken place – a place of empty souls and fevered thoughts, reeking of foetor and decay, thinking me mad with delirium! The fools cast away their hopes of salvation, by locking me in this damned asylum! (rushed to and collides with the door) May the rats eat your eyes! I am now lost to your cause ! The darkness comes! It will damn us all!"
"Corpses! Lumbering, rotting cadavers! What contrivance could have wrought this... this... this abomination?!?! Diseased science...?? Blasphemous occult rituals? How can something so... so dead, yet be so alive?!?! And hungry..! They lust for flesh... Human flesh... And feast upon all the sweetbreads a man has to offer!!"
"These wretched creatures, these flayed corpses! Wandering, decrepit soulless vessels, content only to gnaw on human meat, to spill human blood... Even...even headless, their hate for the living grew in propensity...flailing maniacally in their blood lust...killing anything close!"
"Neither the embalming salve of their wrappings, nor the numbness of death, could override the dominating madness that is Xel'lotath. Controlled...prodded into an existence by an incessant cacophony of voices, penetrating every level of their psyches, these corpses are coerced into life... Ambling... Moaning... SHRIEKING!"
"Rotted from within. Worried apart by the ravening fish and parasitic foetor of their sunken graves... these drowned zombies emerged, spilling their festering entrails and slooping fluids with each pain ridden step... Each step hoping to bring an end to their pain by spreading it to others."
"There are worlds beyond this one, world as we've never seen...nor can we... Our eyes do not open far enough... Try it...try holding your eyes open...you can try holding them open as much as you want, but you'll never see...never ever see... The world beyond the veil... The Veil of Reality... It's there to protect us, from them: the Ancients...the Darkness...that...which...we...CANNOT...understand. Nor should we... Welcome the oblivion of ignorance!! For to have knowledge...is to be DAMNED!!"
"They ARE amongst us! I knew they would come after me... Knew their devices... Their depraved methods! Creatures wearing human skins as we wear clothes - to cover their hideousness from our eyes! So they might consort insidiously with our species, infiltrating, manipulating, playing us against each other. DAMN OUR EYES!!! WE ARE BLIND TO THEM!!! But I knew... Oh yes... I knew! I knew they were there - plotting behind that door! One has to be careful... One must separate their heads from their bodies. And yes! Fire is the key...to purge their souls from this earth... sending them whimpering to their masters in the Beyond!!!!"
"The devils inside the servants' skulls were trying to kill me! They plotted behind doors locked and barred and planned the downfall of the human race! I took care of the ones around me... Stopped their plans. There are others, I'm sure... Out there... Manipulating us... Secreting madness inside our very heads, while our souls are pushed into the corner's of our skulls...watching as our hands do task that we have no control over! Oh horrible...horrible...things... WE MUST PURGE THEM FROM OUR MIDST!! Kill them all!! CUT THEM! BURN THEM!!! It's the only way... I know... I've done it... It...works..."
"They are so close their stench fills the air! You can smell them, I tell you!! Somewhere between the spice of vanilla and the bitter sweetness of pustulent rot! Those creature inhabit the bodies of men and women...exorcising the human soul and replacing it with their own putrid spirits. But they couldn't fool me...no...not at all... I could smell them, you see... They were all around me... Dear god! All around! I knew what I had to do...they had to go... By blade and bullet I had to get rid of them! DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?!! Dear god, I had to do it...had to... You believe me, don't you? ...Don't you?"
"Oh, the Horror! The HORROR!! A behemoth of hatred incarnate! What manner of creature is that? A ton of flesh and sinew wielding muscles thick as ropes strung onto claws that could crush stone and sever metal as thought it were threshed wheat. Crushing, cutting... The walls shook with each step it took!! Oh, the HORROR!! An abomination... Its physiology remarkably abstract...no real organs or anything... It shouldn't work, but it did!! And the mouths...those gnashing scythes of teeth - I tell you, it existed ONLY to EAT!! To consume! To gnaw! To bite! To DEVOUR!!"
"Eyes! Rot their eyes...! Their staring sees through your soul like looking through a window... And the lids... festooned with tiny, hook-like teeth...that gape and gnash... It doesn't make sense...no anatomy would form like that...but it has!! Was it natural? How could it be? Oh unholy beast, thou must be killed, lest you corrupt my world!! Have at thee! HAVE AT THEE..."
"They have no eyes...! But they CAN see, I tell you!! No eyes...no! No eyes at all...but you can feel it LOOKING at you!! It stares through you...like looking through empty air, and you can feel it...raking you innards with their "touch"...! The shiver of their senses combing to your bowels through empty space...! Oh horribleness!"
"They came from the darkness... Chittering, spider-like parasites! Infesting the city EHN'GHA!! EHN'GHA!!! They killed the city's inhabitants, using them for food, for slaves, for play... In the city's last, dark, doomed days, blood filled the waterways, drained upon the streets...a proud, mighty race, now nothing but bloody gobbets of meat in the gutters...so it has been for eons. The Guardians - those eternal parasites still swarm in that necropolis, feeding on those... Those that live in ignorance many miles above...US!! Damn you, listen to me!! They feed on US!! The Darkness... The Darkness comes!! It WILL consume us all!! We...must...fight them!! Or all is lost."
"Oh...oh gibbering insanity wrought in flesh as though an artist sculpted it! Created from nothing by their mistress Xel'lotath, a canvas as grotesque as any!! Their bodies made no sense - no heads, no organs - an empty husk devoid of the trappings of nature... But it walked...it sang...it shrieked!!! A mockery of reason, both natural and mental!! A blasphemy from beyond the Veil!! The veil has opened!! And we should not see beyond!! We...we weren't meant to...never...ever...meant to!! Oh, give us the blessing of ignorance, the happiness of oblivion... Innocence can only be tainted, never returned!"
"Deep in those ancient caverns, a great city was lost... Long before we Humans... Long, long before... The proud city of Ehn'gha - decadent and trusting...and it was their downfall... When the Darkness came...and the Guardian's slaughtered them... Their existence was but a dying echo, shrieking from violated mouths... Resounding within their homes... Their tombs... If you stand alone, in one of those halls, quietly...ever so quietly...you can hear the cries of the people of Ehn'gha...rent appart by the unseen claws of the Guardians... Their echoes still linger...as do their souls..."
"Take them. And use them. They are humanity's only hope. Destroy the Guardians, Edward, and avenge my... wasted... death..."
"Dead Guard: You are one of the chosen many, flesh and blood. It is now your destiny to fight the Eternal Darkness. I give you a gift in return for an obligation. The gift is your life, sweet dancer. The obligation is this. You hold one of Mantorok’s hearts – the essence of the Corpse God! To some it is a source of great power. From these people, you must defend it, lest they use it to destroy what little brightness your world has left in it... Guard it well!"
"Dead Monk: So... you have come to return my book. Very well... For your efforts, I promise a quick and merciful death."
"Monk: You are a fool for trying to save him, Anthony. His fate was decided many centuries ago... as is the fate of this world! Despite your faith, there is little to save you from the power of... (Name of Ancient)! (Bonethief burst from him)"
"Chattur'gha's Black Guardian: You bore me, flesh and bone!"
"Xel'lotath's Black Guardian: Are you trying to fight me, or entertain me, little one?"
"Ulyoath's Black Guardian: My machinations are timeless, Peter. Your life is not."
"After Inspector Legrasse showed Edward's headless body to Alexandra in order to identify it"
"Right before the chapter during WW1, a perfect occasion to find more corpses for the Black Guardian"
"Pious then summons his ancient into the real world, and battle ensues"