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Need something ? | 0.1 | 0.06 |
Then pay with your blood ! | -0.49 | 0.87 |
Look at you, up to no good | -0.58 | -0.35 |
Feel a bit better now. Thanks | 0.51 | -0.59 |
It's a fine day with you around | 0.78 | 0.46 |
walked | 0 | 0 |
attacked ! | -0.62 | 0.78 |
abandoned | -0.77 | -0.16 |
helped | 0.57 | -0.23 |
rescued | 0.65 | 0.33 |
What do you want ? | -0.07 | -0.1 |
You're mean. I hate you. I hate you forever and ever and ever. | -0.83 | 0.56 |
You want to talk to me? After everything you've done? | -0.56 | -0.33 |
May the gods watch over your battles, friend. | 0.86 | -0.14 |
You've been a good friend to me. That means something. | 0.8 | 0.26 |
Hi there | 0.11 | 0.07 |
betrayed | -0.69 | 0.28 |
mercy | -0.16 | -0.69 |
calm down | 0.24 | -0.47 |
hug | 0.69 | 0.33 |
How can I assist ? | 0.13 | -0.08 |
Just looking at you makes me upset | -0.36 | 0.9 |
I hope you're not planning on picking my pocket | -0.48 | -0.36 |
I wanted to give you this. A token of my appreciation | 0.79 | 0 |
May your next fight bring you victory, friend | 0.51 | 0.33 |
run | 0.08 | 0.14 |
shot | -0.17 | 0.84 |
hide | -0.4 | -0.23 |
Thanks | 0.5 | -0.2 |
save | 0.58 | 0.21 |
Think about it | 0.07 | -0.08 |
Woah woah, fuck, don't shoot ! | -0.28 | 0.6 |
Say it. Say it outloud. Not for me but for yourself | -0.17 | -0.76 |
The guy who saved my life. | 0.56 | -0.3 |
Yes, we're making good progress. Affirmative. | 0.27 | 0.58 |
I've been waiting for you | -0.05 | 0.32 |
It's dangerous to go alone! Take this. | 0.24 | 0.44 |
You picked the wrong neighborhood, pal! | -0.36 | 0.57 |
Coin's good, but I'd rather not end up as nekker fodder. | -0.26 | -0.32 |
Chrome's all that's keeping me breathing, choom. | 0.09 | -0.33 |
The ancient stones whisper of a courage that once saved this realm... | 0.3 | 0.25 |
Coin's good, but I'd rather keep my head on my shoulders, witcher. | -0.39 | -0.26 |
The darkness whispers your name, mortal... and it hungers. | -0.45 | -0.21 |
Coin and blood, that's all this world understands. | 0.12 | -0.12 |
The Light will forge you anew, champion! | 0.45 | 0.75 |
By Tyr's hammer, you'll rue the day you crossed me! | -0.34 | 0.8 |
Tango down! Move to the next building, NOW! | 0.04 | 0.78 |
Listen! Do you hear that? The wind carries whispers of ancient secrets... | 0.56 | -0.32 |
Well, I'll be damned if that ain't the finest horse I ever did see. | 0.15 | -0.55 |
By the Nine, another dragon! Everyone take cover! | -0.23 | 0.97 |
By the Nine, these old bones weren't made for dungeon crawling... | -0.45 | -0.42 |
Tango down! Moving to extract! | 0.01 | 0.94 |
The Templars think they own these streets... they're about to learn otherwise. | -0.01 | 0.47 |
The shadows are my ally, but today... they whisper of betrayal. | -0.72 | -0.26 |
Chrome's glitching again... corpo scum must've hacked my neural interface. | -0.75 | 0.16 |
The shadows are my sanctuary, and silence my blade. | 0.1 | -0.1 |
Radiation's got my brain feeling like scrambled eggs, but at least the voices are keeping me company. | 0.09 | -0.79 |
The city's got a million stories, but mine's the only one worth stealing. | 0.54 | -0.45 |
I can hear them scratching at the walls downstairs... we should've never come back for the supplies. | -0.74 | -0.27 |
The shadows remember what history chooses to forget, and tonight they whisper your name. | 0.36 | 0.25 |
These streets used to have names before the horde made them all look the same. | -0.46 | -0.32 |
The Patriots' web of lies unravels with every truth you refuse to see, Snake. | -0.66 | 0.25 |
The only thing more dangerous than a soldier who's forgotten how to fear death is one who's remembered why they wanted to live. | 0.42 | -0.7 |
The resonance cascade was just the beginning, Freeman - what's coming through those rifts makes the Combine look like welcoming neighbors. | 0.05 | -0.29 |
The exit door is just a suggestion, really, but I suppose you'll insist on walking through it anyway. | -0.57 | -0.41 |
The corpo suits think they own our souls, but they forgot we already sold them to the highest bidder years ago. | 0.62 | -0.21 |
Another corpo exec flatlined in their golden tower - guess even chrome hearts can break. | -0.01 | -0.16 |
Well, I reckon the devil's got a sense of humor, sending me back to this godforsaken town. | -0.32 | -0.26 |
The shadows whisper of your coming defeat, champion, yet still you march toward destiny's maw. | 0 | 0.31 |
Well that's just perfect - the safehouse door's been welded shut from the inside. | 0.78 | -0.46 |
The flame grows dim, yet still you crawl toward its dying warmth, as if hope itself could mend your hollowed bones. | 0.01 | 0.25 |
Well, I reckon the devil himself wouldn't want what's left of my soul after all I've done. | -0.76 | -0.55 |
The infection spreads faster when you're afraid... and I can smell your terror from here. | -0.76 | -0.32 |
The nanomachines in your blood are already rewriting your DNA as we speak, soldier. | 0.22 | -0.58 |
Well ain't that just perfect - looks like someone forgot to tell these zombies about our no-solicitors sign | 0.06 | -0.07 |
The bioweapon samples are secure, but I'm afraid the real monsters in this facility wear lab coats. | -0.63 | -0.29 |
Well I'll be damned if that ain't the sorriest excuse for a quick draw I ever did see, partner. | -0.13 | -0.28 |
The shadows whisper of your deeds, traveler, but even they flee from what stalks behind you. | -0.48 | -0.74 |
Well I'll be damned if that ain't the sorriest excuse for a bounty hunter I ever did see ride into town. | -0.36 | 0.03 |
The silver in your blade won't save you from what hunts in these woods, witcher. | -0.36 | -0.38 |
I ain't leaving without that medicine, even if it means going through every damn infected in this hospital. | -0.31 | 0.12 |
The reactor's critical, but if we don't hold this position, the whole colony dies with us anyway. | -0.11 | 0.87 |
You think you're running this block, but the streets got a different opinion about that. | -0.1 | 0.08 |
Another corpo suit thinks chrome makes them untouchable—let's see how bulletproof that attitude really is. | -0.51 | 0.69 |
The winds carry whispers of a darkness stirring beneath the Thornspire Mountains, traveler. | 0.17 | -0.12 |
Commander, those energy readings suggest we're not the first ones to find this derelict station. | -0.28 | 0.21 |
The coin's still warm from the last fool who thought he could cheat death. | -0.27 | -0.13 |
The void between stars holds more truth than any Council chamber ever will. | 0.14 | -0.07 |
Damn things are getting smarter, they're using the car alarms to draw us out. | 0.19 | 0.19 |
That radiation storm ain't gonna clear itself, and we got mouths to feed before the mutfruit spoils. | -0.27 | -0.3 |
The drowners may feast on corpses, but tonight they'll choke on steel. | -0.11 | 0.12 |
Nice bandage job now keep moving before we become zombie chow | 0.26 | 0.5 |
We're not safe here. Not anymore. | -0.41 | -0.3 |
Coach these zombies ain't gonna gib themselves | 0.51 | 0.18 |
Monsters lurk beyond those trees, and I'll wager my last coin they've tasted more men than ale. | 0.1 | 0.64 |
These rusty bottlecaps might just buy me another day in the Wasteland. | 0.43 | -0.15 |
Yo, I'm gonna turn this street into my personal playground, and ain't nobody gonna stop me. | -0.17 | 0.64 |
These rad-roaches ain't gonna guzzle themselves clean outta my bunker | -0.66 | 0.7 |
We're not making it out of this mess unless we trust each other completely. | 0.04 | -0.04 |
Hold the line, those zombies are about to get shredded! | -0.2 | 0.91 |
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