ooc: Script for Advance Wars: Dual Strike

Aug 06, 2010 12:58


Dual Strike

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Kindle: "Aha! Ha ha ha! c'est merveilleux! The enemy factories are smoldering
ruins. All that remains are the COs."

Rachel: "Back again, Kindle? Not a fast learner, are you? Now that we're here,
you won't have Omega Land to kick around anymore!"

Kindle: "Aha ha ha ha! How amusing! What do you think you can do with such a
teensy, pathetic army?"

Rachel: "Why you..."

Kindle: "Aha ha ha! Now I get my revenge! I've brought you a special guest.
Please give a warm welcome to... Commander Olaf of Black Hole!"

Clone Olaf (C.Olaf): "..."

Sasha: "It... It can't be..."

Colin: "C-Commander Olaf!"

Rachel: "No way! I thought Olaf was in Macro Land, rebuilding Blue Moon!"

Kindle: "Aha ha ha! Yes, it's a mystery... And gutter filth such as you will
never solve it! I'm going to bury you in snow!"

Colin: "We can't fight in these conditions! Especially not against Commander
Olaf! Wh-what am I supposed to do?!"

Grit: "Whoa there, Colin. Let's just take it down a notch, why don't we?"

Colin: "Is... Is it really you? Commander Grit!"

Grit: "Howdy! Long time, no see. I heard y'all were in a bit of a pickle, so I
wandered over to see if I could help."

Sami: "Looks like you're just in time, Grit."

Max: "Sami! You made it!"

Sonja: "That Olaf is a fake. He's a copy CO--a clone. It's more of Black Hole's
nefarious technology. The real Commander Olaf is alive and well back in Macro
Land."

Sensei: "Sonja! Heya, kiddo! How long has it been? Hm... Wait, isn't Kanbei
with you?"

Sonja: "No, sir. He wanted to come, but the emperor cannot leave his homeland
unattended. I have to come in his stead."

Eagle: "Much as I'd like it, now's not exactly the time for a stroll down
memory lane. We have an enemy to crush."

Jess: "You're as subtle as ever, Eagle... Thanks for coming. We need the help."

BM soldier: "Blue team is in position! Awaiting your orders!"

GE soldier: "Green team is in position! Ready to move out."

Sonja: "Well done! OK, Commander Rachel. We're awaiting orders."

Rachel: "Thanks, Sonja...and everyone else who came from Macro Land! Now we can
win this fight. Let's go kick some Black Hole tail!"

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Grit: "Well, I'll be. Howdy, Max! Ain't seen you in a dog's year. We go way
back, but I reckon this is the first time we've been on a tag team."

Max: "Yeah, I've got no clue how this'll work out, but what the hey! Let's give
it a shot!"

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Grit: "These Black Hole fellas are nasty. I'll make 'em sweat like a goat in a
pepper patch!"

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Rachel: "Sami, Grit, Sonja, and Eagle... Thank you for coming."

Sami: "Commander Nell already briefed us. Consider us a part of the Allied
Nations. So this must be Commander Jake..."

Jake: "'Sup!"

Sami: "We've heard impressive things about you. I'm Sami. I'm second to none
when it comes to infantry battles."

Grit: "I'm Grit. Y'all can leave the indirect attacks to me."

Sonja: "I am Sonja. My troops have an edge in Fog of War missions!"

Eagle: "Call me Eagle."

Rachel: "Now that we have Macro Land backup, we can fight on equal terms. Let's
gather up the troops and head for the other battlefields."

Colin: "Commander Rachel! We just received fresh intel! Clones are popping up
all over the place!"

Rachel: "Roger that. Get ready, everyone!"

Jake: "I'm all over it!"

Rachel: "Black Hole was annihilated, yet their army has regenerated. What's
going on here?"

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Eagle: "Yikes... So this is Omega Land's version of the Black Hole Army!"

Sonja: "They've developed more powerful weapons since we last saw them in Macro
Land... We must take care. Without the right CO combination, they can destroy
us!"

Grit: "Just as I reckoned... This ain't gonna be no Sunday stroll. Lemme see...
Looks like they're attacking the pipe on their own... So we'd best set up a
defensive front in the meanwhile. Y'all lemme handle that part, 'cuz my team is
loaded with indirect units. I reckon the green team would do best if Jess or
Max was to take the reins. Fighting Olaf...er...that clone is a rough business,
but we gotta do something! The orange team'll have to hurry it up and capture
those cities. Maybe then, they can use the missiles to cover our backsides."

Sami: "All right! Let's show them what the Macro Land COs have got!"

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Grit: "Shoot! The air's hangin' heavy! I reckon rain's coming. I ain't much
good in rain! Makes it hard to see, and that means my indirect units got
nothing to fire at."

Max: "Hey, I don't like rain either! Umbrellas just make me look silly."

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Grit: "Aw, cornbread! Fightin' a clone is a pain in my you-know-whut!"

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Max: "Let me take the lead, Grit! I'm gonna hit 'em hard!"

Grit: "Now hold on there, Max. Did you see the lava's trajectory? If my hunch
is right, that road is gonna be mighty risky. We should slow down and keep one
eye peeled for trouble."

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Grit: "If we use them hills to our advantage, maybe this'll be an easy fight."

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Koal: "Uuuuuunnnnngh... Utterly humiliating. But better to flee and lick my
wounds than become fodder for the hounds!"

Grimm: "Oooh yeah! We totally slammed 'em! One more battle under our belts!"

Sensei: "Ha ha! Keep 'em coming! I feel like I'm 80 again!"

Jake: "You rocked that, old-timer!"

Rachel: "Listen up, everyone! We're going to Central Plains! If we can win, we
should be able to boot Black Hole out of Omega Land for good!"

Colin: "Commander Rachel! Th-this is serious! W-we just got a r-report...
It's... It's..."

Grit: "Easy, Colin. No need to burn yer grits. Rachel ain't going anywhere."

Sasha: "Calm down and speak slowly."

Colin: "Y-yes. You're right... You're right... Calm thoughts... Cool
thoughts... Oh, it's terrible! Omega Land is turning into a desert again!"

Jake: "Dude! Weak!"

Rachel: "No..."

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Grit: Horse feathers! We gotta fight an Andy clone, of all things! You OK with
this, big Max?"

Max: "Does a bear cr-- Of course I'm OK! Andy and that guy are totally
different! You can't clone talent or strength... And I'll prove it to him!"

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Colin: "There it is! The sea base!"

Grit: "Aw, possum spit! Look at all the troops! Looks like we found ourselves
one humdinger of a termite next, boys!"

Jake: "Hey, there's the black obelisk! Let's rush it!"

Von Bolt: "Not...hhh...a chance."

Rachel: "What--? Who are you?"

Von Bolt: "My name is...hhh...Von Bolt. I am...hhh...commander-in-chief
of...hhh...Black Hole...hhhh...and its eternal master!"

Max: "You! You're behind all this!"

Von Bolt: "Hehhh hhh hhh! Already stolen...hhh...half of Omega Land's energy...
Hhhhh... One half...hhh...to go... I'll wring this land...hhhhhh...like a
sponge. Nothing will...hhh...remain but...hhh...desert! The energy absorbed
by... Hhhhh...my black obelisk...hhh..secures my future... Eternal life! Hhh...
Absolute power1 Hhh... The universe shall...hhhhh...bow to me!"

Jake: "You'd destroy Omega Land just for some ego trip?!"

I am...hhh...human. Nothing is more...hhh...precious than...hhh...life... MY
life... Who cares what happens...hhh...to insects? I care only...hhhhhh...for
myself."

Jake: "You're a complete mentalist! How dare you?!"

Von Bolt: "Hehh hhh hhh! Dare, you say? Hhh...dare... Hhhh... Oh, I dare...
Ignorant...hhh...boy! I will...hhh...crush you... and drink...hhhhhh...drink
your life!"

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Max: "That black obelisk is just sitting there! Let's rush it!"

Grit: "Whoa there! Hold yer horses. Why don't we lay low and attack from long
range?"

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Grit: "Simmer down, now! We need cool heads."

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Von Bolt: "Ung...unnnnggghhh..."

Kindle: "The black obelisk has been destroyed! My eternal beauty... It's
fading!"

Von Bolt: "Retreat...hhh...for now..."

Grit: "Hey! Those rats are tryin' to run!"

Max: "They're not going anywhere! We're going to end this right now!"

Jake: "OK! Let's go!"

Rachel: "Is everyone ready? It's time for the final showdown!"

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Grit: "Evenin', Max. You know, we go back a dog's year...and we ain't gonna end
it in a place like this! Don't you be doing anything crazy now, you hear?! Aw,
shucks... I'm wastin' my breath."

Max: "Ha ha! You know me too well, my man! Listen, Grit. Stopping and thinking
just isn't my nature. I only push ahead! I'll trust you to watch my back!"

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Grit: "Well, shoot! This'll be one heck of a story for old man Olaf."

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Rachel: "The war is over. Black Hole has been utterly defeated, and their
remaining troops scattered... With everyone's help, peace has returned to Omega
Land. I would like to to express my heartfelt thanks to all of the COs... Green
Earth... Commander Eagle, Commander Jess, Sir Javier... I thank you all...
There would be no peace without you."

Javier: "I am honored to have served with the noblest knights history has ever
seen."

Jess: "Your leadership was brilliant, Rachel."

Eagle: "If anything happens, just call. We'll be there."

Rachel: "Yellow Comet... Commander Grimm, Commander Sonja, and my dear
Sensei... Thank you all. We could not have done this without you."

Grimm: "Gwar har har! We got to kick butt AND break things! Pretty fun, eh,
Sensei?"

Sensei: "Heh heh... You said it!"

Sonja: "I have learned much from this... Thank you, Rachel."

Rachel: "Blue Moon... Commander Sasha, Commander Colin, Commander Grit...
Thank you. Your efforts saved us many times over."

Sasha: "No... Thank you, Rachel, for your leadership."

Colin: "C-Commander Rachel! Thank you for believing in me!"

Grit: "Heh... Colin's turned into a fine young feller. I think y'all are in
good hands..."

Rachel: "Orange Star... Commander Max, Commander Sami... Jake... Thank you."

Jake: "It's really over, huh?"

Max: "Be proud, Jake! It's thanks to you!"

Sami: "I bet Nell will be tickled pink that Omega Land is safe again!"

Rachel: "And finally... Our former Black Hole COs, Lash and...Hawke. Hawke
is...not with us...but I will not forget the sacrifice that both of you made."

Lash: "Aw, you can forget it! I don't care! ...Well, I guess I do care a
little bit..."

Rachel: "Well then... I officially declare the Allied Nations disbanded! I
appreciate your help... Thank you all."

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