//=time() ?>
"The narrow-minded Piltovans know only gears and metal, and cannot appreciate the delicate art in every stem, every petal, every cell of my cultivair. I will craft them an undeservedly graceful doom."
"The sky itself heaved as coils of clouds and powerful winds flattened our brigade. We tried to follow it, but who can chase the wind?" - Legion General
"Mad scientist? Pft! I'm clearly a very-stable-if-slightly-disorganized-and-eclectic scientist, thank you very much!"
"It's all just fun and games until something gets blown up--then it's a PARTY!"
"I've always known there's something different about me... a light from within. I'm not sure what is it, but I have to find out!"