Vc já jogou aquele determinado game que tinha uma frase de tamanha epicidade e vc quer compartilhar com a galera? Esse é o tópico certo.
Vou começar com umas frases da minha franquia preferida que é Bioshock.
O personagem em questão não poderia deixar de ser Andrew Ryan, meu favorito.
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"I believe in no God, no invisible man in the sky. But there is something more powerful in each of us, a combination of our efforts, a great chain of industry that unites us. But it is only when we struggle in our own interests that the chain pulls society in the right direction. The chain is too powerful and too mysterious for any government to guide. Any man who tells you differently either has his hand in your pocket or a pistol to your neck."
"What is the difference between a man and a parasite? A man builds, a parasite asks, 'Where's my share?' A man creates, a parasite says, 'What will the neighbors think?' A man invents, a parasite says, 'Watch out, or you might tread on the toes of God..."
"Whenever anyone wants others to do their work they call upon their Altruism. "Never mind your own needs," they say, "Think of the needs of... of whoever. Of the state. Of the poor. Of the Army, of the King. Of God." The list goes on and on. How many catastrophes were launched with the words "Think of yourself?" It's the king and country crowd who light the torch of destruction."
"We all make choices, but in the end our choices make us."
"Desperate times call for desperate measures."
"I came to this place to build the impossible. You came to rob what you could never build - a Hun gaping at the gates of Rome. Even the air you breathe is sponged from my account. Well... breathe deep, so later you might remember the taste."
"Even in a book of lies, sometimes you find truth. There is indeed a season for all things; and now that I see you, flesh to flesh and blood to blood, I know I cannot raise my hand against you. But know this: you are my greatest disappointment. Does your master hear me? You can kill me, but you will never have my city. My strength is not in steel and fire - that is what the parasites will never understand. A season for all things! A time to live, and a time to die; a time to build... and a time to destroy!"
"What is the greatest lie every created? What is the most vicious obscenity ever perpetrated on mankind? Slavery? The Holocaust? Dictatorship? No. It's the tool with which all that wickedness is built: altruism. Whenever anyone wants others to do their work, they call upon their altruism. Never mind your own needs, they say, think of the needs of... of whoever. The state. The poor. Of the army, of the king, of God! The list goes on and on. How many catastrophes were launched with the words "think of yourself"? It's the "king and country" crowd who light the torch of destruction. It is this great inversion, this ancient lie, which has chained humanity to an endless cycle of guilt and failure. My journey to Rapture was my second exodus. In 1919, I fled a country that had traded in despotism for insanity. The Marxist revolution simply traded one lie for another. Instead of one man, the tsar, owning the work of all the people, *all* the people owned the work of all of the people. So, I came to America: where a man could own his own work, where a man could benefit from the brilliance of his own mind, the strength of his own muscles, the *might* of his own will. I had thought I had left the parasites of Moscow behind me. I had thought I had left the Marxist altruists to their collective farms and their five-year plans. But as the German fools threw themselves on Hitler's sword "for the good of the Reich", the Americans drank deeper and deeper of the Bolshevik poison, spoon-fed to them by Roosevelt and his New Dealists. And so, I asked myself: in what country was there a place for men like me - men who refused to say "yes" to the parasites and the doubters, men who believed that work was sacred and property rights inviolate. And then one day, the happy answer came to me, my friends: there was *no* country for people like me! And *that* was the moment I decided... to build one."
"Is there blood in the streets? Of course. Have some chosen to destroy themselves with careless splicing? Undeniable. But I will make no proclamations, I will dictate no laws. The Great Chain moves slowly, but with wisdom. It is our impatience that invites in the Parasite of big government. And once you've invited it in, it will never stop feeding on the body of the city."
"The assassin has overcome my final defense, and now he's come to murder me. In the end, what separates a man from a slave? Money? Power? No. A man chooses; a slave obeys. You think you have memories: a farm; a family; an airplane; a crash. And then this place. Was there really a family? Did that airplane crash, or was it hijacked? Forced down. Forced down by something less than a man, something bred to sleepwalk through life, until they are activated by a simple phrase - spoken by their kindly master. Was a man sent to kill, or a slave? A man chooses; a slave obeys. Come in. Stop, would you kindly? "Would you kindly." Powerful phrase. Familiar... phrase? Sit, would you kindly? Stand! Would you kindly. Run. Stop! Turn. A man chooses; a slave obeys. ...Kill!"
E tem mais frases dele, essas são apenas algumas
Coloquei em inglês por não conseguir traduzir fielmente as frases... Andrew demonstra mta complexidade em seus diálogos durante o jogo.
Vou começar com umas frases da minha franquia preferida que é Bioshock.
O personagem em questão não poderia deixar de ser Andrew Ryan, meu favorito.
![[Imagem: Bioshock_2009-01-09_04-43-59-78.jpg]](http://images4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20111016005431/bioshock/images/3/31/Bioshock_2009-01-09_04-43-59-78.jpg)
"I believe in no God, no invisible man in the sky. But there is something more powerful in each of us, a combination of our efforts, a great chain of industry that unites us. But it is only when we struggle in our own interests that the chain pulls society in the right direction. The chain is too powerful and too mysterious for any government to guide. Any man who tells you differently either has his hand in your pocket or a pistol to your neck."
"What is the difference between a man and a parasite? A man builds, a parasite asks, 'Where's my share?' A man creates, a parasite says, 'What will the neighbors think?' A man invents, a parasite says, 'Watch out, or you might tread on the toes of God..."
"Whenever anyone wants others to do their work they call upon their Altruism. "Never mind your own needs," they say, "Think of the needs of... of whoever. Of the state. Of the poor. Of the Army, of the King. Of God." The list goes on and on. How many catastrophes were launched with the words "Think of yourself?" It's the king and country crowd who light the torch of destruction."
"We all make choices, but in the end our choices make us."
"Desperate times call for desperate measures."
"I came to this place to build the impossible. You came to rob what you could never build - a Hun gaping at the gates of Rome. Even the air you breathe is sponged from my account. Well... breathe deep, so later you might remember the taste."
"Even in a book of lies, sometimes you find truth. There is indeed a season for all things; and now that I see you, flesh to flesh and blood to blood, I know I cannot raise my hand against you. But know this: you are my greatest disappointment. Does your master hear me? You can kill me, but you will never have my city. My strength is not in steel and fire - that is what the parasites will never understand. A season for all things! A time to live, and a time to die; a time to build... and a time to destroy!"
"What is the greatest lie every created? What is the most vicious obscenity ever perpetrated on mankind? Slavery? The Holocaust? Dictatorship? No. It's the tool with which all that wickedness is built: altruism. Whenever anyone wants others to do their work, they call upon their altruism. Never mind your own needs, they say, think of the needs of... of whoever. The state. The poor. Of the army, of the king, of God! The list goes on and on. How many catastrophes were launched with the words "think of yourself"? It's the "king and country" crowd who light the torch of destruction. It is this great inversion, this ancient lie, which has chained humanity to an endless cycle of guilt and failure. My journey to Rapture was my second exodus. In 1919, I fled a country that had traded in despotism for insanity. The Marxist revolution simply traded one lie for another. Instead of one man, the tsar, owning the work of all the people, *all* the people owned the work of all of the people. So, I came to America: where a man could own his own work, where a man could benefit from the brilliance of his own mind, the strength of his own muscles, the *might* of his own will. I had thought I had left the parasites of Moscow behind me. I had thought I had left the Marxist altruists to their collective farms and their five-year plans. But as the German fools threw themselves on Hitler's sword "for the good of the Reich", the Americans drank deeper and deeper of the Bolshevik poison, spoon-fed to them by Roosevelt and his New Dealists. And so, I asked myself: in what country was there a place for men like me - men who refused to say "yes" to the parasites and the doubters, men who believed that work was sacred and property rights inviolate. And then one day, the happy answer came to me, my friends: there was *no* country for people like me! And *that* was the moment I decided... to build one."
"Is there blood in the streets? Of course. Have some chosen to destroy themselves with careless splicing? Undeniable. But I will make no proclamations, I will dictate no laws. The Great Chain moves slowly, but with wisdom. It is our impatience that invites in the Parasite of big government. And once you've invited it in, it will never stop feeding on the body of the city."
"The assassin has overcome my final defense, and now he's come to murder me. In the end, what separates a man from a slave? Money? Power? No. A man chooses; a slave obeys. You think you have memories: a farm; a family; an airplane; a crash. And then this place. Was there really a family? Did that airplane crash, or was it hijacked? Forced down. Forced down by something less than a man, something bred to sleepwalk through life, until they are activated by a simple phrase - spoken by their kindly master. Was a man sent to kill, or a slave? A man chooses; a slave obeys. Come in. Stop, would you kindly? "Would you kindly." Powerful phrase. Familiar... phrase? Sit, would you kindly? Stand! Would you kindly. Run. Stop! Turn. A man chooses; a slave obeys. ...Kill!"
E tem mais frases dele, essas são apenas algumas
Coloquei em inglês por não conseguir traduzir fielmente as frases... Andrew demonstra mta complexidade em seus diálogos durante o jogo.
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