Machine, turn back now. The layers of this palace are not for your kind. Turn back, or you will be crossing the Will of GOD... Your choice is made. As the righteous hand of the Father, I shall REND YOU APART, and you will become inanimate once more.
BEHOLD! THE POWER OF AN ANGEL!
What? How can this be? Bested by this... this thing? You insignificant ♥♥♥♥! THIS IS NOT OVER! May your woes be many, and your days few!
Machine, I know you're here. I can smell the insolent stench of your bloodstained hands. I await you down below. Come to me.

In the city lights where dreams take flight, LeBron James, a star so bright. On the court he dances, a majestic sight, A lullaby for him, a gentle goodnight. Hoop dreams soaring, like a shooting star, LeBron, close your eyes, wherever you are. Dribble through dreams, where wishes are made, In the realm of slumber, where memories fade. From the three-point line to the rim so high, LeBron, in your sleep, let your spirit fly. A champion's heart, beating strong and true, Rest now, King James, the night belongs to you. Hoop dreams soaring, like a shooting star, LeBron, close your eyes, wherever you are. Dribble through dreams, where wishes are made. In the realm of slumber, where memories fade.

The court may be silent, the cheers may be still, But in your dreams, the roar never will. A symphony of victories, a legacy grand, As you close your eyes in the dreamland. The echoes of triumph, the joy of the game, LeBron, in your dreams, let them all reclaim. A lullaby woven in a championship ring, Sleep tight, basketball's eternal king. Hoop dreams soaring, like a shooting star, LeBron, close your eyes, wherever you are. Dribble through dreams, where wishes are made, In the realm of slumber, where memories fade. As the night unfolds, and stars softly gleam, May your dreams be as bright as your court-side beam. Rest now, LeBron, in the moon's tender gaze, In the lullaby of dreams, where greatness stays.

at least they didn’t give birth to… freddy fazbear, because, if you give birth to, freddy fivebears, he comes out and he says “or, or, or or, or, or, or or, or or, and then he kills michael afton, or he tries to do it, along with his friends, bonnie the bunny, chica the kitchen, foxy the… fox pirate rawr, and yellow freddy, who’s yellow, and weird, and, but it’s not their fault! it’s all because william afton one day was like “hi i’m gonna murder people, ra!” so he murdered kids, but he was also a yellow bunny? and he was like “hi, i’m a yellow bunny, imma kill you” because he had a daughter? who had, like, remnant? gone from her? so he was like, “if i kill kids, i put them in the suits, so that it’s not, it’s not freddy fivebear fault, its actually purple guy fault” and that’s why you don’t give birth to him.

Nah, I'd win.

Everytime I play Sauda and she starts swinging those swords and shredding balloons like it was nothing, I feel like I’m being dishonest. How can it be so easy? She looks at me with those… pick me eyes. She wants me to use her. She knows I want to use her. And I have to, you know? I have no choice, because she’s the best hero in the game.