[to Vanessa, but open for anyone to see as Gig doesn't care]

Hey baby, I just picked up a job with that weird elevator chick to take down the Tarrasque. What say you and I go out and kill it, catch dinner, and come back for some good old-fashioned room-destroying sex.

Tch... I wasn't expecting to find someone of that level here.

INVENTOR GUY! Get me some new weapons. Something explosive. I need more firepower so I can combat the Zetta menace.

I'll bet it sucks to be a stupid land-bound human wandering into traps all the time.

Losers.

Name: Gig
Request: I don't want those guys to be the main character! (specifically, Laharl, Mao, and Izuna)
Filibuster: Those damn kids are annoying enough already, the spotlights aren't helping. Making them the main characters makes them feel special and important. These ideals need to be beaten out of them so they can take their proper place in ( Read more... )

I have a room here?

Who knew?

All right bitches, the great lord Gig is here to show you the error of your ways! Grovel now and offer up to me delicious hot pods and I may kill you quickly and relatively painlessly! Fail to do so, and receive every ounce of my CONSIDERABLE motherfucking wrath.

Seriously. Make with the food peasants, the God of Death and Destruction is hungry and ( Read more... )