Pilot: (Why... Why am I here? What's the point? Everyone else I met, they all had a fire in their eyes - a reason to live... Do I have a purpose...? Some mission to fulfill...? I've got nothing, nothing at all...!)
Wow! That's a sweet VA you got there! This guy belong to you?
Pilot: W-Who are you!? What are you doing!?
Santana: Hey there! Didn't mean to startle you! Call me Santana. You look like you need some action. You interested in joining a tournament?
Pilot: A tournament...?
Santana: Hey man! No matter how crazy the world gets, people still want to party and gamble. You in? It'll definitely get your blood pumping!
Pilot: What... is this?
Santana: Whaddya think? I got me the baddest mechs I could find to fight in this Super Robot Tournament.
Pilot: ...!
Santana: Heh, heh. You see what I'm talking about now? So, what are you waiting for? Get in there and show 'em whatcha got!
Pilot: ... (I don't know what I should do with my life, but I do know I want to see what the VS my father left me can do!) Let's do this, Ivan! We'll show them all what you can do!
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I've never faced a virtually-unarmed enemy who was so powerful!
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Um... I guess you should be happy I didn't completely vaporize you.
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You really surprised me. I was not expecting someone to be able to go toe-to-toe with me.
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Were those warning shots you fired? If you want me to surrender, then it's your job to make me!
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This VS wasn't made to fight humans. However, the fact that I don't hold back is why everyone loves to fight me.
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I only sustained superficial damage in that fight. In fact, I could probably take care of it with just a new coat of paint.
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This is a perfectly-balanced VS. You can't even begin to compare to its weight, firepower, and mobility. That's why you lost.
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You would not last a second on E.D.N. III. If an Akrid didn't have you for lunch, you'd die from exposure to the frigid temperatures.
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Never thought I'd meet a person that could throw Ivan here. I don't know whether I should laugh or cry...
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I've never faced an enemy that had such desire to fight! I felt your eyes piercing my armor!
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You're tougher than you look! But to be fair, I am a pretty big target so you should be able to hit me at least once.
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How did you manage to dent my armor by just kicking it? I know Akrid that aren't even that powerful!
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OK... Here's the deal. You and those other morons have three seconds to disappear before I unleash a hailstorm of war!
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You're covering a story? I don't care if you follow me around, but you're gonna have to dress warmly. You got your own VS?
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You sure can take a hit, and you take a lot of them because there's so much of you to hit.
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You have no chance of snatching a victory from the jaws of defeat. Lay down your weapons and surrender!
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So, whatcha gonna do? You gonna get out of my way or you wanna go another round?
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Just surrender peacefully. I don't like to get rough with unarmed women.
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Tactics are not your strong suit. What were you thinking, bringing a couple of metal sticks to fight me?
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Ha! I bet you didn't expect my armor to be as agile as yours!
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Gotcha! I don't even have to bother aiming to hit you!
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I get it now. You charge up energy in that hand cannon before you release it. That's quite a fancy toy.
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I detect multiple life form readings inside you! Whatever you are, you aren't human.
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...Can you not shout so much? My external mics are really sensitive. I think you blew out an eardrum.
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We have the same machine, but I think we both know which one of us is the better pilot!
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Strange weapons... I thought you were just bringing out cleaning equipment...
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No, no, no. I don't care how much training you have. No one can deflect bullets and dodge missiles!
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Argh! You took out my joint servos! You're a crack shot kid, no doubt about that!
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I didn't expect you to be so well-armed. Your armor isn't that much different from my VS in practice.
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Your armor is made of an unknown substance. I might get a good price for it.
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I gave up trying to target you and just shoot as many projectiles at you as I had. You can see why people think I'm so logical.
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You're such an easy target with all those crazy clothes. You're just begging to get shot.
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That little toy of yours couldn't even tickle Ivan here.
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I've already calculated every move you could possibly make. The only thing you can do is surrender immediately.
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