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"Sparring? I think I could use something like that to help reshape my energy into, er, something less destructive. An outlet, I suppose. I'd love that."

They're honestly pretty Chill to hang out with. Not to mention I like someone with a good style.

"I-i'm definitely NOT scared of you...b-but do you really not like cats? That's all wrong! Cats are the best...let me show you why! And maybe after you can explain your cool techniques..."

"They offered to braid my hair once, Im not too good with hair so itd be nice to have a new friend!-"
"and of course he went and tracked them down to one of these games-"

“Teas8ng him is fun, after all, out of us 2 Kage, he’s the weaker one. But he’s a good sparring partner.”

She's got Spirit. I like that.

"Poyo poyo!" ("I can probably try to learn a thing or two from him!")

"Because he's so adorable and a squishy little ball!"

His skills impress me.

"To teach a fun sponge a lesson about having fun actually. Relaxing and letting go every once in a while."

"You seem kinda tough. Can you teach me how to be tougher? I'll teach you how to skateboard as a thanks."

"I mean, we can go to a concert together. My battle buddy tells me I need to get out and work my way through the grieving process. I won't hit on you because I still love my girlfriend even though she recently passed away..."

A warrior will always get another warrior, its a silent fraternity, even eras apart, even armies apart. It's one of the rare things that you become as a result of experience rather than being born into and at the same time it becomes rarer as time goes on. I'm sure we'd have our tales to tell, I'm sure some things would seem familiar and others new.

He reminds me of a spartan I fought once. I'm sure He's got a few Tales to Tell.

The man's eyes narrowed as he inspected Spawn, tilting his head. "Hmmm......I think he has a lot of interesting stories to tell. I wonder how the fear toxin will affect him."

"I wish to learn how to become fearless! Please teach me your ways." The woman beamed a confident smile. Only she knew the fear she held on a daily basis, and how desperately she wished to overcome it.

"It’s not impossible to be fearless, but you can control your fears if you work on them.

Find someone who can help you, and if you find none, i will be here."

"I can't hang out with no one," Alan stated glancing worriedly at the corners of his writing room. "There's too much downtime, too much to think about -- nothing and everything all at once. Whoever was there is not with us anymore. What were they like, where did they come from, what kind of decisions did they make, what made them decide we were better off without them?"

He stared begrudgingly down at his typewriter. The keys taunted him, berated him, dehumanized him. He no longer wrote for the heck of it. It was all managed now by the F.B.C. and he hated his new constraints.

"Look at me," he finally chuckled bitterly. "All fun and no play. Sorry, my missing friend, I have no idea who you were. Cheers, either way, I suppose."

"Why would I hang out with Alan Wake? To play him since he's a game."

"Hang out? I do not engage in leisure as you would, citizen, but by the name of Sanguinus, I would protect and defend you as I would every other human. May the light of The Emperor forever grant you strength, dear citizen"