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== Hero-Specific Voice Lines == | |||
=== Enemy === | |||
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!Context | |||
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!Audio | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=Abrams}} | |||
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|Took down Abrams. | |||
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|Sorry Abe, it wasn't personal. | |||
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|He's not gonna forget that anytime soon. | |||
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|That's one way to lose a customer. | |||
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|Took out the detective. | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=Bebop}} | |||
| rowspan="5" |Kill | |||
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|So long, Bebop! | |||
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|Glad I'm walking away from that fight. | |||
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|Bebop's a tough bastard. | |||
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|Scrap golem's down. | |||
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|Try to hook me again and see what happens. | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=Dynamo}} | |||
| rowspan="5" |Kill | |||
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|Good night, professor. | |||
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|Took out Dynamo! | |||
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|Won't be seeing a black hole for a while. | |||
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|Took out the professor. | |||
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|Should've stayed in the classroom, professor. | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=Grey Talon}} | |||
| rowspan="5" |Kill | |||
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|You're a tough old bastard, aren't you Talon? | |||
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|Sorry about your family, Talon, but it's got nothing to do with me. | |||
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|I can't let anyone stand in my way. | |||
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|Took out Grey Talon. | |||
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|If he was in his prime, I'd probably be dead. | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=Haze}} | |||
| rowspan="5" |Kill | |||
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|I wasn't looking to start anything with the OSIC. | |||
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|Oh, great, now I have heat with the feds. | |||
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|This is gonna make running my business a lot harder. | |||
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|The dreamwalker's down. | |||
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|Stay out of my head, Haze. | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=Holliday}} | |||
| rowspan="5" |Kill | |||
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|One less cop to bribe! | |||
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|Go back to the cornfield, Holliday. | |||
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|New York's not for everybody, Holliday. | |||
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|You're not welcome in New York. | |||
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|Took out the sheriff. | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=Infernus}} | |||
| rowspan="5" |Kill | |||
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|I thought you wanted out of the life, Fern. | |||
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|This is what I get for believing you, Fern. | |||
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|Took down Infernus. | |||
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|Shame. He was a hell of a bartender. | |||
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|You made me do that, Fern. | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=Ivy}} | |||
| rowspan="5" |Kill | |||
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|I am *not* Mendoza, Ivy. | |||
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|You overstepped, Ivy. | |||
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|Keep coming at me and I'll make Spanish Harlem the next place I set up shop. | |||
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|Took out the gargoyle. | |||
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|Tch. "Savior of Spanish Harlem." | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=Kelvin}} | |||
| rowspan="5" |Kill | |||
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|Stopped Kelvin. | |||
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|Your exploring days are over. | |||
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|Stay dead. | |||
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|Thought you were supposed to be some hero, Kelvin. | |||
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|The Ice White is dead. | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=Lady Geist}} | |||
| rowspan="5" |Kill | |||
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|It was never gonna work out for you, Geist. | |||
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|You picked the wrong lady to prey on. | |||
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|Geist is down. | |||
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|You had a good run, Lady Geist, but it's my time now. | |||
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|Just die with some dignity, Geist. | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=Lash}} | |||
| rowspan="5" |Kill | |||
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|That was satisfying. | |||
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|Lash, Lash, Lash. When are you gonna learn? | |||
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|What's the matter, Lash? Thought you were a tough guy. | |||
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|Alllll talk. | |||
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|Keep running your mouth, Lash. It's only gonna get worse for you. | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=McGinnis}} | |||
| rowspan="5" |Kill | |||
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|Takes more than machines to stop me. | |||
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|Fairfax needs better help. | |||
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|McGinnis is down. | |||
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|Don't need to worry about McGinnis for a while. | |||
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|And she thought she was sooo smart. | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=Mirage}} | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=Mo & Krill}} | |||
| rowspan="5" |Kill | |||
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|Watch your temper, boys. | |||
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|I still love you, Mo. | |||
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|Look, when this is all over, I'll buy you a drink and say I'm sorry. | |||
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|Took out Mo and Krill. | |||
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|Thought you boys were smart enough not to take me on. | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=Paradox}} | |||
| rowspan="5" |Kill | |||
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|Check out Paradox. | |||
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|Dealt with the time thief. | |||
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|Nice try, lady. | |||
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|Paradox won't be bothering us for a while. | |||
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|Should've stayed out of my way, Paradox. | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=Pocket}} | |||
| rowspan="5" |Kill | |||
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|You honestly thought you could stop me, Pocket? | |||
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|Kid, you should be wasting your time at the pool hall not getting shot at. | |||
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|Kids these days. | |||
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|You didn't know who you were messing with, did you? | |||
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|Took down Pocket! | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=Seven}} | |||
| rowspan="5" |Kill | |||
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|Stopped Seven. | |||
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|Hope I don't see that guy again soon. | |||
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|I knew the feds were overselling how tough you were, Seven. | |||
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|No one terrorizes my friends. | |||
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|You're not in control, Seven. | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=Shiv}} | |||
| rowspan="5" |Kill | |||
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|Thought the Baxter Society hunted monsters. | |||
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|You make a good looking corpse, Shiv. | |||
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|When this is over, I should ask about his stylist. | |||
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|Picked the wrong fight, Shiv. | |||
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|I won't let the Baxter Society get in my way. | |||
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| rowspan="6" |{{PageRef|name=Vindicta}} | |||
| rowspan="6" |Kill | |||
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|Took out their sniper. | |||
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|Vindicta's little vengeance spree is over. | |||
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|Not your day, Vindicta. | |||
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|I'm not some tourist you can pick off, Vindicta. | |||
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|Vindicta's down. | |||
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|Put on some damn shoes, lady. | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=Viscous}} | |||
| rowspan="5" |Kill | |||
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|Why do I feel bad about shooting a pile of goo? | |||
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|Aw, Viscous. You were dumb, but kind of adorable. | |||
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|That got weird. | |||
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|Took down Viscous. | |||
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|Goo guy's dead. | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=Warden}} | |||
| rowspan="5" |Kill | |||
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|Nothing scarier than a man with conviction. | |||
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|I'm not a fan of zealots. | |||
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|Warden's not a threat. | |||
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|Took out Warden. | |||
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|Warden's out of commission. | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=Wrecker}} | |||
| rowspan="5" |Kill | |||
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|Get out of New York, Wrecker! | |||
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|You're bad for business, Wrecker. | |||
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|Took out the monster. | |||
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|Wrecker's dead. | |||
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|Ugh. | |||
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| rowspan="5" |{{PageRef|name=Yamato}} | |||
| rowspan="5" |Kill | |||
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|You're not getting a foothold in New York. | |||
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|I don't bow to the Seventh Moon. | |||
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|Took out Yamato! | |||
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|We could have been friends, Yamato. | |||
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|Your dreams of expansion have come to an end. | |||
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== Other characters == | == Other characters == | ||
Revision as of 21:29, 11 April 2025
List of voice lines for Wraith, voiced by Danielle Nicolet, as well as lines from other characters referencing Wraith.
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| If you think crime doesn't pay, you are outrageously bad at crime. | |
| No one builds an empire without sacrifice. | |
| Thank god for vices. | |
| The great part about being a degenerate gambler is that you get really good at setting up your own action. Broke? Yeah. Bored? Never, | |
| I don't appreciate the news labeling some of my services as "rackets". Who wouldn't love being protected by me? | |
| You think I handle money? Please. That stuff is filthy. | |
| "Blackmail" sounds so sleazy. I prefer... "information retention services". | |
| Friends are just acquaintances you feel bad for extorting. | |
| You can bet on me. | |
| Some people say it's better to be feared than loved. Those people totally get it. |
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| Audio | Transcription |
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| See, I bet you were gonna do that. I just made 5 bucks. | |
| That's fine, got some legs to break anyway. | |
| You'll be back. | |
| It shouldn't take you too long to realize you made a mistake. | |
| Ha! Okay. | |
| Good timing. I was planning on getting rid of some loose ends today anyway. | |
| Don't waste my time. | |
| Can't help, I need to go over my ledger. People always underestimate how important the "organized" part of "organized crime" is. | |
| So long as you don't mess with my business, we're good. | |
| You need to find a craps or poker game? Give me a call. |
Conversations
| Hero | Complete? | Audio | Transcription |
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| No |
Wraith: Missed you at the game. Wraith: Just sell the damn book already. Wraith: Yeah yeah, wrong hands, blah blah - Abe, you're not the chosen one. You're just a guy who was dealt a bad hand. Dump the book and get your life back. | ||
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Wraith: Wanna make any side bets? Wraith: Today's the best day for gambling. You really think if this goes sideways we're walking out of here alive? Wraith: Let's go. | |||
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Wraith: Obviously. Wraith: No, I'm thinking smart. When it comes to making wishes, you keep that shit as simple as possible to avoid loopholes. | |||
| Yes |
Wraith: Hey Bebop, you lookin' for work? Bebop: If it's honest. Wraith: Yeah, never mind. | ||
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Wraith: Why are you wasting your time at a junk yard? Bebop: Helping Miss Shelly is never a waste of time. Wraith: How long are you planning on lying to that lady? Bebop: I don't lie to her. Wraith: No. You just lie to yourself. | |||
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Wraith: Heard you might be retiring. Bebop: If today goes well, I won't have a reason to fight. Wraith: Well, in that case... Let's go out with a bang. | |||
| Yes |
Dynamo: I couldn't help but overhear one of my students mention that she frequents your establishment. Wraith: This may surprise you, Professor, but college kids like to have fun. Dynamo: Indeed, they do. They also don't have fully formed brains, and if I find out you are taking advantage of that... I will take it personally. Wraith: Ok, dad. Dynamo: Tread carefully, Wraith. | ||
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Wraith: I don't suppose you're a gambling man, Professor. Dynamo: Marla and I have been known to make bridge night a little more... interesting. Wraith: Not a poker guy? Dynamo: I prefer working with people, not lying to them. | |||
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Dynamo: Wraith, you're a killer, right? Wraith: I mean, I've killed people, but it's not like a recreational thing for me. Dynamo: So... yes. Anyway, a professional question for you. Wraith: Again, not a professional. Dynamo: In your line of work, do people end up dead? Wraith: Oh, yeah. Dynamo: Because of you. Wraith: I am often adjacent, yes. Dynamo: Yeah, close enough. The point is: If I hold someone with a black hole, are you ok with shooting them? Wraith: Honey, I got you covered. Don't worry. | |||
| No |
Wraith: Someone's looking serious. Wraith: Suit yourself. | ||
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Wraith: Are you as dangerous as they say? Wraith: That when you retired, you had more confirmed kills than anyone in the Baxter Society. | |||
| Wraith: I can work with that. | |||
| Yes |
Wraith: You're not here for me, right? Haze: The OSIC isn't concerned with your little casino, Wraith. Wraith: I think "little" is underselling me a bit, but that's good to know. | ||
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Haze: You look nervous. Wraith: Anyone who says they aren't nervous when the stakes are high are either liars or morons. Haze: I thought you were some big gambler. Wraith: That's why I do it. Nerves let you know you're alive. | |||
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Haze: Between the two of us, we should make short work of them. Wraith: Damn right we will! | |||
| Yes |
Holliday: Don't worry, Wraith. I'm here for the Troubadour, not your gambling ring. Wraith: If you think I'd be worried about a sheriff from Missoula... Holliday: Macomb. Wraith: Wherever. The point is I don't get scared by cops who probably just experienced running water for the first time. Holliday: You know what? Maybe I'll stay for your gambling ring. | ||
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Wraith: You a gambling woman? Holliday: No. Wraith: I knew you were boring. | |||
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Holliday: You should quit while you're ahead. Wraith: What are you talking about? Holliday: Your organization. Shut it down. Quit while you're ahead. Wraith: I will repent all my wicked ways. Holliday: You think I'm joking. Wraith: No. I think you're a joke. Holliday: Either you shut it down, or Murphy's gonna shut it down for you. Wraith: Yeah... we'll see about that. | |||
| No | Wraith: It's gonna be offensive how fast we burn down their objectives. | ||
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Wraith: How's working at the boring bar? Wraith: Kinda does. Wraith: He is. A good. Boring. Man. | |||
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Wraith: It's ok, you can say it. Wraith: That you miss me. Wraith: Practice that line more so that next time you say it, I might believe you. | |||
| Yes |
Wraith: It's nice to finally work with you. Ivy: That so? Wraith: Look...I'm a big fan of anyone who makes Mendoza's life hell. Relax. Let's have some fun. | ||
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Ivy: Stay out of Spanish Harlem, Wraith! Wraith: Now that is needlessly hostile. Ivy: Just 'cause Mendoza was run off doesn't mean you get to muscle in. Wraith: I'm not. Ivy: I saw you poking around the neighborhood. Wraith: Just visiting a friend. Ivy: Visit somewhere else. | |||
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Wraith: You gonna cover me? Ivy: Yeah...? Wraith: Try not to sound too excited. Ivy: Just not a fan of criminals. Wraith: That's just because you haven't gotten to know me yet. | |||
| Yes |
Kelvin: We don't have time for cynicism today, Wraith. Wraith: I'm not cynical. Kelvin: I've seen the contempt you have for your fellow man. Wraith: You say contempt, I say "managed expectations." | ||
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Wraith: What happened on your expedition. Kelvin: I wish I knew. Wraith: That why you're here? Kelvin: Correct. It's time I find answers. | |||
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Wraith: People say you're a noble man. Kelvin: That's very kind of them. Wraith: Noble men tend to get other people killed. Kelvin: I will endeavor to make sure that's not the case | |||
| Yes |
Wraith: You know what the difference between us is? Lady Geist: You reek of new money. Wraith: I worked for what I have. It wasn't handed to me. Lady Geist: Spoken with a conviction only true ignorance can bring. | ||
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Lady Geist: I like your hat. Wraith: Thanks. Lady Geist: Who is your haberdasher? Wraith: Jermaine. Lady Geist: That explains it. How long were you on his waitlist? Wraith: I had a marker on him, so not very long. Lady Geist: Hm. Nice. | |||
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Wraith: I don't suppose you have any moral issue with taking people out while they're helpless? Lady Geist: Oh, I prefer it. Wraith: I think this will work out just fine. | |||
| Yes |
Wraith: Mendoza said you were gonna take a dive in that fight. Lash: Mendoza says a lot of stupid shit. Wraith: I lost a lot of money. Lash: You didn't lose money. You spent it learning a valuable lesson: Never bet against the Lash. | ||
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Lash: So, you're the lady who bets on Bebop. Wraith: You're the guy that lost to Bebop. Lash: One time. Wraith: One time is all it takes to be a loser. Lash: Shut up! (Alt lines: "Earmuffs! Earnuffs!"; "And scene"; "And bzzt!"; "...And we're done.") | |||
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Lash: Buckle up Four Arms, the Lash is about to take you on a one-way trip to victory city. Wraith: You're insufferable. Lash: I'm undeniable baby. And they're about to find out why. | |||
| Yes |
Wraith: You're Fairfax's pet genius, right? McGinnis: I'm no one's "pet" anything. Wraith: Bad choice of words. McGinnis: Little bit. Wraith: Suppose now's not the time to ask for an introduction? McGinnis: You'd be correct. | ||
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Wraith: Bet your turrets can't keep up with me. McGinnis: You're on. | |||
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Wraith: You know, I'm used to working with people that are a little more subtle. McGinnis: You have four arms and a tommy gun, "subtle" is the last word I'd use. Wraith: Subtlety is on a spectrum. McGinnis: Okay. | |||
| Yes |
Wraith: Thanks for comin' along, boys. Krill: How could we say no to forced conscription. Wraith: Hey! Of all the people I could call markers on I chose you, and that should count for something. | ||
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Wraith: I almost feel sorry for the poor bastards waiting for us in the lane. Krill: Wraith... Is that... Compassion I hear? Wraith: I said "almost"! | |||
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Krill: Wraith, if things go bad and we- Wraith: Boys, we don't talk about losing at the table. Krill: I'm serious. Friends come rarely in our line of work, and it's an honour to be counted amongst yours. Wraith: Feeling's mutual. Now let's summon a god. | |||
| Yes |
Paradox: At some point, they're going to think they escaped us... And then reality is going to hit them. Wraith: Oh it's gonna be hilarious. | ||
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Wraith: You know what I like about you, Paradox? You don't just like to win. You like to do it with style. Paradox: The feeling's mutual, Wraith. | |||
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Wraith: When's the next event? Paradox: We're securing a few more items of interest, but hopefully the gallery will be opened shortly. Wraith: Anything exciting? Paradox: Blackmail on Fairfax, the Ghent Altarpiece, the Tome of Anubis... Wraith: I thought that was at the Met? | |||
| No |
Vyper: Who, Molenza? No, who said that? Why'd you ask? She a friend of yours? I didn't know she was a friend of yours. Vyper: Cool, yeah. No, I stabbed the hell outta her. Not a fan. | ||
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Vyper: Hey, if we survive this and you're looking to hire an enforcer? Tsk, I'm your girl. Vyper: Why, 'cause I tried to rob one of your poker rooms? That's like ancient history! Vyper: You know what, I'll take it. | |||
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Vyper: So what, you wanna bet on, uh... how many bullets we go through? Vyper: A thousand sounds great. Hey Wraith, can I borrow a thousand bucks? |
Abilities
Card Trick
| Context | Audio | Transcription |
|---|---|---|
| Use | Cards out! | |
| There's nowhere to hide. | ||
| Seek. | ||
| Find them. | ||
| I don't miss. | ||
| I love this trick. | ||
| Dealing. | ||
| You should run. | ||
| Death comes in many forms. | ||
| Charging cards. |
Project Mind
| Context | Audio | Transcription |
|---|---|---|
| Use | No one's catching me. | |
| Gotta move! | ||
| Now you see me. | ||
| Time to move! | ||
| I'm outta here. | ||
| Vanishing. | ||
| Not today! | ||
| Repositioning! | ||
| I'm not getting caught. | ||
| This is my chance. |
Full Auto
| Context | Audio | Transcription |
|---|---|---|
| Use | This is gonna be fun. | |
| Light 'em up! | ||
| Open fire! | ||
| Fire now! | ||
| Tear 'em apart. | ||
| Give 'em everything you got! | ||
| Attack! | ||
| Don't stop firing! | ||
| Don't let up! | ||
| We're winning this! |
Telekinesis
| Context | Audio | Transcription |
|---|---|---|
| Use | Locking them down. | |
| Lifted! | ||
| You're mine. | ||
| Hold it! | ||
| I got 'em. | ||
| Stay where you are! | ||
| I don't think so. | ||
| Take 'em down! | ||
| And up they go. | ||
| Lifting! |
Generic Pings
Pre-Game
| Audio | Transcription |
|---|---|
| Well, aren't we a fun bunch of malcontents? | |
| This is everyone's first time summoning an Elder God, right? | |
| I'm not trying to be cocky. I'm just saying: On paper, our team should totally kick the shit out of them. | |
| I don't suppose anyone wants to place bets on who dies first. | |
| We're gonna pick them off one by one. | |
| If they think they're winning, they're in for some serious disappointment. |
Hero-Specific Voice Lines
Enemy
| Hero | Context | Notes | Audio | Transcription |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Kill | Took down Abrams. | |||
| Sorry Abe, it wasn't personal. | ||||
| He's not gonna forget that anytime soon. | ||||
| That's one way to lose a customer. | ||||
| Took out the detective. | ||||
| Kill | So long, Bebop! | |||
| Glad I'm walking away from that fight. | ||||
| Bebop's a tough bastard. | ||||
| Scrap golem's down. | ||||
| Try to hook me again and see what happens. | ||||
| Kill | Good night, professor. | |||
| Took out Dynamo! | ||||
| Won't be seeing a black hole for a while. | ||||
| Took out the professor. | ||||
| Should've stayed in the classroom, professor. | ||||
| Kill | You're a tough old bastard, aren't you Talon? | |||
| Sorry about your family, Talon, but it's got nothing to do with me. | ||||
| I can't let anyone stand in my way. | ||||
| Took out Grey Talon. | ||||
| If he was in his prime, I'd probably be dead. | ||||
| Kill | I wasn't looking to start anything with the OSIC. | |||
| Oh, great, now I have heat with the feds. | ||||
| This is gonna make running my business a lot harder. | ||||
| The dreamwalker's down. | ||||
| Stay out of my head, Haze. | ||||
| Kill | One less cop to bribe! | |||
| Go back to the cornfield, Holliday. | ||||
| New York's not for everybody, Holliday. | ||||
| You're not welcome in New York. | ||||
| Took out the sheriff. | ||||
| Kill | I thought you wanted out of the life, Fern. | |||
| This is what I get for believing you, Fern. | ||||
| Took down Infernus. | ||||
| Shame. He was a hell of a bartender. | ||||
| You made me do that, Fern. | ||||
| Kill | I am *not* Mendoza, Ivy. | |||
| You overstepped, Ivy. | ||||
| Keep coming at me and I'll make Spanish Harlem the next place I set up shop. | ||||
| Took out the gargoyle. | ||||
| Tch. "Savior of Spanish Harlem." | ||||
| Kill | Stopped Kelvin. | |||
| Your exploring days are over. | ||||
| Stay dead. | ||||
| Thought you were supposed to be some hero, Kelvin. | ||||
| The Ice White is dead. | ||||
| Kill | It was never gonna work out for you, Geist. | |||
| You picked the wrong lady to prey on. | ||||
| Geist is down. | ||||
| You had a good run, Lady Geist, but it's my time now. | ||||
| Just die with some dignity, Geist. | ||||
| Kill | That was satisfying. | |||
| Lash, Lash, Lash. When are you gonna learn? | ||||
| What's the matter, Lash? Thought you were a tough guy. | ||||
| Alllll talk. | ||||
| Keep running your mouth, Lash. It's only gonna get worse for you. | ||||
| Kill | Takes more than machines to stop me. | |||
| Fairfax needs better help. | ||||
| McGinnis is down. | ||||
| Don't need to worry about McGinnis for a while. | ||||
| And she thought she was sooo smart. | ||||
| Kill | ||||
| Kill | Watch your temper, boys. | |||
| I still love you, Mo. | ||||
| Look, when this is all over, I'll buy you a drink and say I'm sorry. | ||||
| Took out Mo and Krill. | ||||
| Thought you boys were smart enough not to take me on. | ||||
| Kill | Check out Paradox. | |||
| Dealt with the time thief. | ||||
| Nice try, lady. | ||||
| Paradox won't be bothering us for a while. | ||||
| Should've stayed out of my way, Paradox. | ||||
| Kill | You honestly thought you could stop me, Pocket? | |||
| Kid, you should be wasting your time at the pool hall not getting shot at. | ||||
| Kids these days. | ||||
| You didn't know who you were messing with, did you? | ||||
| Took down Pocket! | ||||
| Kill | Stopped Seven. | |||
| Hope I don't see that guy again soon. | ||||
| I knew the feds were overselling how tough you were, Seven. | ||||
| No one terrorizes my friends. | ||||
| You're not in control, Seven. | ||||
| Kill | Thought the Baxter Society hunted monsters. | |||
| You make a good looking corpse, Shiv. | ||||
| When this is over, I should ask about his stylist. | ||||
| Picked the wrong fight, Shiv. | ||||
| I won't let the Baxter Society get in my way. | ||||
| Kill | Took out their sniper. | |||
| Vindicta's little vengeance spree is over. | ||||
| Not your day, Vindicta. | ||||
| I'm not some tourist you can pick off, Vindicta. | ||||
| Vindicta's down. | ||||
| Put on some damn shoes, lady. | ||||
| Kill | Why do I feel bad about shooting a pile of goo? | |||
| Aw, Viscous. You were dumb, but kind of adorable. | ||||
| That got weird. | ||||
| Took down Viscous. | ||||
| Goo guy's dead. | ||||
| Kill | Nothing scarier than a man with conviction. | |||
| I'm not a fan of zealots. | ||||
| Warden's not a threat. | ||||
| Took out Warden. | ||||
| Warden's out of commission. | ||||
| Kill | Get out of New York, Wrecker! | |||
| You're bad for business, Wrecker. | ||||
| Took out the monster. | ||||
| Wrecker's dead. | ||||
| Ugh. | ||||
| Kill | You're not getting a foothold in New York. | |||
| I don't bow to the Seventh Moon. | ||||
| Took out Yamato! | ||||
| We could have been friends, Yamato. | ||||
| Your dreams of expansion have come to an end. |
Other characters
Patrons - Match Start
| Patron | Audio | Transcription |
|---|---|---|
| You're torn between your desire to be feared and your desire to be loved, today you will be both. | ||
| Your dreams need not be dreams for much longer, Wraith. | ||
| Summon me, Wraith, and live the life you've dreamed about. | ||
| Wraith, in the past ambition has driven you to greatness. Today it will enshrine you in legend. | ||
| Wealth, power, and so much more await once you complete the ritual. | ||
| Summon me and I will provide the answers you seek, Wraith. | ||
| I can help you find your father. Summon me. | ||
| Complete the ritual, Wraith, and I will give you answers. | ||
| You've donned your father's chains, Wraith. I hope it works out better for you than it did for him. | ||
| No more playing at magic, Wraith. The ritual must be completed. | ||
| Your business is thriving, Wraith. And still you yearn for more. Summon me and I will help you find what you seek. | ||
| We're not so different. We both provide dreams in transactional fashion. | ||
| Despite your exterior, you know in your heart that the walls are closing in, that all you built is threatened. Complete the ritual and I will ensure your legacy is secure. | ||
| You live your life one step ahead of death. Let me provide the security you seek. | ||
| Your fortune is waiting for you, Wraith. Summon me. |
Shopkeeper
| Audio | Transcription |
|---|---|
| Big fan of your operation, Wraith. | |
| I don’t suppose you know what lines you’re settin‘ for next weeks game? | |
| From one degenerate gambler to another: Good luck. |
Newscaster - Winter Skin Unlock
| Audio | Transcription |
|---|---|
| Is Wraith wearing a Santa hat because she lost a bet? Or is she full of holiday cheer? |