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"Thanks much."
"What are you doing, Nicky?"
"Let’s rock and roll!"
"I’m falling apart, Nicky!"
"I’m freezing!"
"Get back up there!"
"Witch Doctor: I wander to places beyond imaginings, far from the jungles of my youth. My knowledge has grown vast. The people, they think me banished, shunned to the end of my days. They say I defy the spirits. But I say no, I follow them. The spirits show me alone that the sky-fire is where the end begins. They say this must not be. I live to serve the spirits, so I go. There is none but me to answer the call."
"Monk: The gods are in all things, and everywhere, I see signs of change. The wind bears an unnatural chill, and my people grow... uneasy. Now, fire burns the sky and scorches the vault of the Heavens. I must carry out the will of the Patriarchs. When they need to see, I am their eyes. Where they wish to strike, I am their fist. When they would ignite the light of truth, I am their torch. They have sent me to where the heavenly fire has fallen. My mind is clear. I will rid Tristram of the shambling corpses that have risen in the fire's wake."
"Barbarian: I tire of the empty battles I once craved. I wander, outcast, while my tribe curses the gods that abandoned us. Our home is in ruins, yet I stand firm. Six days ago, the falling star struck the town of Tristram. The dead rose in its wake. What evil is this? Could it be what I have sought these long years? A foe worthy of my blade?"
"Demon Hunter: My family was butchered by hellspawn. To witness such a thing is enough to leave your mind in ruins. The madness killed my sister, and left me frightened and alone... until I was rescued. Rescued by survivors who had joined together to rid the world of the creatures of Hell. They saw in me the strength to resist the demons, and they forged me into a weapon. Now I am ready. A meteor has fallen in Tristram, and the dead have risen in its wake. I will send them back to their graves. Once, I was hunted. Now... I am the hunter."
"Necromancer (Rise of the Necromancer DLC): All that grows must also wither and die. What dies and rots will then nourish the living. This is the Great Cycle of Being, and we, the Priests of Rathma, use our dark art to protect it. Though most do not understand us, we go where we are needed. My master has learned that a star fell in the West, drawing the dead from their graves. He commands me to journey to Tristram and return them to their rest...for if the Cycle is not upheld, it would mean the end of all things."
"Crusader (Reaper of Souls): At twelve, I swore the oath, leaving home and family. At sixteen, I saw my master die. I took up [his/her] shield and [his/her] name, and on that day, I became a Crusader. Armored by faith, driven by duty, bound to kill the enemies of Zakarum. Sworn to live as a Crusader, and to die as one. Now, corruption returns to the hearts of Men. I see it in the eyes of the mad, hear it in the howling of the damned. A falling star in the west leads me to the town of New Tristram. The Crusade calls me, and so, I go."
"Wizard: Since my youth, I have been told that I was "special". A prodigy of vast potential. I came to the Yshari Sanctum, seeking what knowledge I could glean from the masters. But I found them fearful of the truth. I would learn nothing from them. But the old books, the prophecies they contained, showed me all that might come to pass, and all that I might become. Then a star fell from the heavens - the sign that my moment had come. I will go west, to Tristram, to stop the darkness that the star portends... and fulfill the destiny that beckons me."
"Diablo III"
"Whoa! Bingo! I bet that's the paper ol' Grubba hid! Check it out, Mario!"
"We're in the air duct, right? Where does it lead?"
"Yow! A machine under the ring using a Crystal Star? These are the blueprints! I dunno what the rest of this nerd-talk says, but I think the Crystal Star powers it! If this paper's right, then the machine can suck the power out of people! Yuck! Oh, crud... You think that King K and Bandy Andy got all... drained or something?"
"Hang on, Gonzales! You hear that? A voice is coming from somewhere!"
"What kind of trash-talking are you doing now? Wait... Did YOU get that security guard to lock us in the locker room?"
"You think it's... a ghost?"
"Shut up! You make me sick! Why'd you drain King K and Bandy Andy, huh?"
"Hey! This ain't the ring! It's a minor-league locker room! And it's empty! That guy said to wait... But, dude, we're missing our title bout! This stinks!"
"Dude, I have got SO much respect for plumbers now! Now let's get Rawk Hawk!"
"All right, Gonzales! We're fighting the champ! I'M... SO... FIRED... UP!"
"So YOU'RE the coward who's been sending nasty e-mails about the Crystal Star!"
"YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! We finally made it, Gonzales! But... Y'know, Rawk Hawk really sounded clueless about the Crystal Star... We still don't have any leads on that thing. I mean, where the heck could it be?"
"H-H-H-Hey! Do you HAVE to have that thing turned up? That scared me silly!"
"There's actually a ghost in here? OK, that is NOT cool! Ghosts are scary!"
"That voice... It's Grubba! So HE'S behind all those missing fighters?"
"I think he's gone... Let's check out that desk drawer of his..."
"C'mon, shake it off, buddy! What do you mean, don't go near the ring?"
"OK, that is IT! Nobody's coming for us, man! Hear me? Let's go kick some tail!"
"By the way, Gonzales... You see the dude on the floor back here?"
""The staircase switch"? How the heck could there be a staircase in here?"
"Was that cake poisoned? Yeah! It must've been! If we'd eaten it, we'd be all banged up like that guy!"
"Awwwwwwwwwwwww... WEAK! Some punk's locked us in! We're trapped in here!"
"Yeah, you BETTER keep walking, you punk chicken! YOU HEAR ME TALKING?!? Hey! Wait! I wonder... You think THAT idiot sent us that hate mail? I guess it doesn't matter. SOMEBODY hates us, so we better watch our steps."
"Old X dude surfaced again! We gotta go to some phone booth outside now? Where was that thing? Aw, we'll find it. Let's head outside!"
"Is that what's called a kiss? I heard about those things! I'm jealous! Only you get it?"
"Well, she took off, huh? What was that kiss like? I gotta get me one of those... Hey, but what do you think she meant about somebody being upstairs, huh?"
"Whoa, Gonzales! WHOA! Did you hear that?!? Fighters are going missing, dude! That ain't cool! Was that guy talking about King K, the minor-leaguer? I thought he retired!"
"Whoa! Whoa, man! We dodged a bullet there! Hey, but did you hear that guy blabbing about the Crystal Star? That Jolene lady acted pretty guilty when he let that one slip out... Well, whatever. For now, we better bail before somebody finds us up here!"
"Whoa! Where do you think THAT key goes?"
"You gotta be kidding me! Bandy Andy! And King K!"
"Hold up, dude! Where are you heading? That ain't the way to the arena!"
"Hey, hold it, meathead! This doesn't seem right..."
"Crud! It still won't open!"
"Rats! Locked! They thought of EVERYTHING!"
"Looks like we made it, dude! And the crowd is LOVING US! We are STARS, baby! Come on, let's go lay the smack down on that big chicken!"
"What the heck is this guy's problem? The storage room? I mean... Does he think we need the exercise? This dude is really cheesing me off."
Young though he was, his radiant energy produced such an impression of absolute reliability that Hedgewar made him the first sarkaryavah, or general secretary, of the RSS.
- Gopal Mukund Huddar
Largely because of the influence of communists in London, Huddar's conversion into an enthusiastic supporter of the fight against fascism was quick and smooth. The ease with which he crossed from one worldview to another betrays the fact that he had not properly understood the world he had grown in.
Huddar would have been 101 now had he been alive. But then centenaries are not celebrated only to register how old so and so would have been and when. They are usually celebrated to explore how much poorer our lives are without them. Maharashtrian public life is poorer without him. It is poorer for not having made the effort to recall an extraordinary life.
I regret I was not there to listen to Balaji Huddar's speech [...] No matter how many times you listen to him, his speeches are so delightful that you feel like listening to them again and again.
By the time he came out of Franco's prison, Huddar had relinquished many of his old ideas. He displayed a worldview completely different from that of the RSS, even though he continued to remain deferential to Hedgewar and maintained a personal relationship with him.