P vs NP

Citta Alveare affiliated Vision blog. (Marvel Comics)

[charisnigma-blog]

This will prove a challenge. Edward can tell. Already, within seconds, he notices the man studying the birds gathering around him—no doubt having deduced his plan already. No matter; it was a simple strategy anyway. He throws the rest of the bread to the birds, watching them scatter and peck as they fight over the remaining food, with a smirk. After all, the other had no doubt already formulated a plan for how to disperse the oncoming aves. “If metaphors are lost on you, I’m afraid this conversation will be rather confusing. For what is a riddle but a series of metaphors? A question that utilizes figurative language, or homonyms, or puns in order to make a point? For example, ‘although I’m far from the point, I don’t make mistakes; I fix yours.’ The answer, of course, is an eraser—because it exists on the opposite end of a pencil than the tip, or the point.” 

Nygma watches the board as the game holograms shifted and changed with every suggestion with utter fascination. The source seemed to be the gem on this man’s forehead, but how did it work? Cybernetics? Or a more simple projector dangling behind, perhaps, a sort of mask? The general appearance of the other appeared somewhat technologic, but one can never be so sure. After all, Dr. Fries appeared to have a good amount of cybernetic prosthetics, but those are apparently nothing more than a protective cryogenic suit. Curious. “Perhaps, though, if riddles are lost on you, you’d prefer a puzzle. Chess, if you wouldn’t mind. In fact, just a single knight piece.”

[brazenhead-blog1]

   Perhaps the phrasing was wrong, he mused. He understood riddles quite well, by their definition. He never had much of a use for them personally was the thing. Near-endless data streamed through a synthetic brain, more akin to a super computer than anything else. Like most things, they went through algorithms and complex formulae, and eventually an answer was spit out. No matter how easily he got it, he would never be able to GET it.

 Humanisms are complex.

Without as much as a sound, the board changed again. The Vision’s side was a full army of chess pieces, black. The rogue’s had one knight. He, of course, had some sort of point to prove. Vision thought back to a story he read about a master chessplayer being beaten by an advanced supercomputer.     He chuckled at the coincidence, a rare moment.

“ I understand your quips and riddles in their entirety and arrive to an answer to each one quite efficiently.     I can appreciate the complex kind of thought required to craft and solve each one,  but I prefer to be direct. I find it easier. “ He raised an eyebrow at the lone white knight and leaned back in his seat.

“ Your move. “

[charisnigma-blog]

A stopwatch quietly ticked in Nygma’s pocket as he enjoys the fruits of his labor. Fruits, of course, being used extremely loosely, as the prize for this heist holds the nutritional value of a box of cardboard—but what is the point of stealing something one refuses to use? With a plastic fork and a knife, and upon the wrapper gently positioned atop one of the empty chess boards littered around the park, Edward cuts up half of his burger and savors each small bite. He is simultaneously picking off small pieces of the top bun and tossing it to myriad birds around the area, accumulating a large number of them nearby.

He leans back as someone approaches and smirks as he compliments the riddle. But the smirk disappears when this daft punk has the audacity to assume he’s already been beaten.

“Oh, how presumptuous. Do you honestly believe you’ve won?”

He takes another bite of his hamburger and washes it down with his shake. “You’ve merely checked. My king is still standing.”

[brazenhead-blog1]

   From experience, The Vision knew that people who tended to go out in public dressed like this were usually a bit out of the ordinary. True, this one was stealing burgers and about five hundred dollars, but he wasn’t much of himself lately either. This city does that to you. The flock of pigeons nearby was of interest to him, though.

“ You may be correct. However, you’ll find that most metaphors are lost on me. “

  The strategy was one he pinpointed already. The brigand was likely to toss the remainder of his food at him, creating a swarm of city fowl to start attacking him, hungry. That was not something he could let happen. Sure, he’d catch up with him in due time after that and the likely scenario was that he’d win. There was a 87.8% chance of it. So he’d take it slow.

  Vision sat down at the opposite end of the chess table, the gem on his head illuminating, creating a holographic chess set on the table before them. The Vision started black, and his opponent white.

     Sleight of hand was a trick that he’d been starting to perfect lately, and while he entertained his guest with his nice little light show, a few nanites carefully removed themselves from his leg, and hopped onto Nygma’s.

“ Or perhaps checkers?     Backgammon.          Monopoly.                       Go. “ 

   Each suggestion changed the layout of the hologram. “ Ultimately, I don’t care. You will finish your hamburger and give me the stolen money and perhaps I will let you off with a warning. “

[charisnigma-blog]

Absolutely absurd. The prices of food in this deplorable city are absolutely absurd. Seven dollars for a measly slab of low-quality hamburger meat between two stale pieces of bread? And on top of that, the lettuce is soggy, the tomatoes have bled all their flavor through the wrapping, and the entire top bun is drenched with ketchup, mustard, and a mediocre secret sauce that is nothing more than a mixture of mayonnaise, relish, mustard, garlic and onion powders, vinegar, and paprika. That wasn’t a tough recipe to decipher; especially considering they drown the thing in it. So—the obvious solution—he didn’t pay. In fact, while the employees were unconscious from his well-aimed canings, he grabbed a handful of burgers, the cash within the register, and a McFlurry.

“I hate to leave so soon, but I am not lovin’ it, my unconscious underlings.”

And in ketchup, he’s left a message for the unfortunate victims of his crime.

                                      Stationary station wagon                                      A bench, a knoll, a lark                                     Your handsome, humble hamburglar                                     Is eating at the _____.

                                                                           -R

[brazenhead-blog1]

     “ The park. “

 The Vision never really did eat food except for when he had to. His tongue was not outfitted with proper taste receptors, and as such, he only got mindless data about what he ate. He could never feel the dignified dryness of a Barbaresco, the complex sweetness of the passionfruit or the bitterness of arugula. Perhaps one day, he mused, would he be able to partake in this joy.

    Such musings would be dealt with later. The synthezoid cast a shadow over the question mark clad gentleman. Admittedly, he didn’t really follow the rules of the riddle at all. Rather, he collected composite data from the minute biological data that the brigand left behind and combined that with traces left in the air.

   To narrow it down, he combined it with the scent of the restaurant’s trademark burgers and! Voila, the mechanical bloodhound strikes gold.

  “ A cute riddle. I will have to take you in to be processed at the local law enforcement bureau. “

[league-of-extraordinarycomics]

Vision by Damian Audino.

[brazenhead-blog1]

“ We’re a lot more fragile than we’d like to believe. ”

“ This is true. All living beings have weak points. “ He began, beginning to stare off into space time, parsing through his database.    “ For example, when dealing with a bull, one is advised to strike the shoulders, then the heart. To go for the heart first is a foolhardy attempt. “

    Did he have a weak point? The synthezoid ran over the yellow jewel on his forehead. Indeed, this could be considered one. Like the creature he was built to emulate, vital organs were also problematic.

   The Vision managed a smile, though, and closed his browsing software.

“ It is up to us to recognize our fragility and toughen up when it is appropriate.

I am personally familiar with the need to be light as air and hard as stone.     A time and a place for everything. “

[brazenhead-blog1]

“ Build on that foundation, and you will have an army that makes nations tremble. ”

   Even to his most trusted confidants, The Vision kept the secret of his composition exactly that. Sure, most knew he was based off of Horton’s most ingenious biological discovery. An elixir of the gods. Super cells. Combined with a good old fashioned time paradox and sprinkled with the editing of a mad robot.

All of this combined to make The Vision, supposedly the opus magnum of many great minds. A cold red hand who could crush the world if he so chose. This information that this strange, question-mark themed man was posing was not so new.

   Clasping the human’s frail shoulder, The Vision gave him a firm squeeze, eyes unblinking and stoic expression unchanging.

   “ I need no army. “

[ofthebreach]

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“ Bad things should happen to bad people. “  ” Rich tits always try for more than they deserve “ “ Whatever the truth is, that belief gives you power. ” “ Can’t you see why I want nothing to do with that life? ” “ I have seen the throne of the gods, and it was empty. ” “ I will not suffer even an unknowing rival. You must die! ” “ Tell me… where is your Maker now? Call him, call down his wrath upon me! You cannot. For he does not exist! ” “ Common ground is the start of all negotiations. ” “ Though darkness closes, I am shielded by flame. ” “ It spoke of judgement instead of acceptance. It should encourage the good in everyone, rather than rebuke us for our sins. No one should be turned away from our doors. No one is without worth. Whoever you are, whatever your mistakes, you are loved. Unconditionally. ” “ If we’re going to change it, why not change the whole thing? ” “ I’ve known mages. Some of them were better people than me. And yet I’m free and they’re not. It’s not right. ” “ Sometimes you have to figure out for yourself what the pledge to protect others really means. ” “ You are who you choose to follow. ” “ Took me years to understand what he meant. ” “ But wars are won by men. ” “ You inspire them. ” “ Build on that foundation, and you will have an army that makes nations tremble. ” “ We all need to believe there are such men in the world. ” “ I needed to believe I could be one of them. ” “ We could make the world better. ” “ It’s just easier to shut our eyes. ” “ It’s not right… to want to do good, to be good, and have that turned against you. ” “ At this moment, you are the only threat I see. ” “ How seldom does reality match the ideal. ” “ We must do so with open hearts and open hands. ” “ I see what must be done, and I do it! I see no point in running around in circles like a dog chasing its tail. ” “ At some point, power becomes its own master. ” “ They will stand in the fire and complain that it is hot. “  " I want to help. ” “ I used to be like you. I’m not anymore. You shouldn’t be either. ” “ They forgot about him. ” “ I came through to help… and I couldn’t. ” “ Isn’t it wonderful? ” “ Living a lie… it festers inside you, like poison. You have to fight for what’s in your heart. ” “ It’s my duty to stand with you. ” “ I’m here to set things right. Also? To look dashing. That part’s less difficult. ” “ We’re a lot more fragile than we’d like to believe. ” “ Life isn’t about personal freedom. ” “ People don’t always tell the truth when you’re polite. ” “ We pick the ones willing to make the hard decisions… and live with the consequences. ” “ Every great war has its heroes. I’m just curious what kind you’ll be. ” “ No real god need prove himself. Anyone who tries is mad or lying. ” “ I would not trade it for anything. ” “ I hope there’s a damn good punchline coming. ” “ The truly great ones can keep their distance. They don’t get attached to their people. ” “ I always wind up babysitting my informants and worrying about their families. ” “  Heroes are everywhere. I’ve seen that.” “ That’s beyond heroes. We’re going to need a miracle. ” “ For those who value survival, sentimentality is not an option. ” “ I’m never truly out of my element. ”

[brazenhead-blog1]

    “ My audio receptors are picking up packets of sound that... I wish it did not. “

[brazenhead-blog1]

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[webspin-blog]

The parallels may seem obvious at a glance, yet the Vision’s words reveal far more complexity than Peter expected. Shouldn’t he have expected it, though? After all, they speak not of machines, but of near human beings in synthetic bodies. For a moment, Peter is embarrassed; it’s silly, he thinks, to immediately pale when addiction is mentioned in anything more than a passing comment. It’s sillier still to try to apply the concept to non-biological entities, as the Vision says.

He’s about to say something when the Vision stops in his tracks, voice looping a single syllable over and over… until it’s over, as suddenly as it began. The Vision says nothing of it, as if it hadn’t happened at all. He simply carries on, completing his sentence, then his thought, and smiling as if nothing is wrong in the world.

Peter can’t quite let it go so easily.

“Right, right… but, uh. Are you alright? You kinda… froze up for a second there.”

[brazenhead-blog1]

“ Did I? “ He sounded like a child who had been caught with his hand in a cookie jar. Briefly unaware of what was going on, along with a touch of innocence. “ I’ve noted no change actively. Let me run a diagnostics check and get back to you. “

It happened again. It always happened when he probed into the memories he shouldn’t be. The old Vision that he locked away when he first came to.    The old Vision. Who would stop at nothing to burn this city to get back home.

He stood still for a moment, a variety of clicks and whirs coming from his person. At the end of it, the data was very clear. He was experiencing more of these loops. Regular access breaches from his old A.I.     It was almost as if he was sharing a body with himself.          It was bound to end explosively.

But such worries would not concern Peter, he declared. Nodding his head, the synthezoid brought a hand up to his chin, rubbing it in contemplation.

“ It seems as if my conversational matrix might be a touch faulty and is due for some software updates.”

His hand morphed into a swarm of green nanites with a computer monitor slowly rising up from them. On it was a portfolio of notable Hive City residents, uploaded from the internet. He scrolled through several until he came up on Tony Stark’s information, along with a selected photo of him.    He chose that embarrassing photo of him at the Christmas party.

  “ It would seem that Tony Stark has taken up residence here for some time. He seems like the best bet for working up any diagnostics on me. “

This was a lie, of course. He made no plans to mention this to his other Avengers.

      “ No need to worry. “

[brazenhead-blog1]

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[wingheadcaptain]

★— The hug came as a complete and utter surprise, there was no doubting that. Widened eyes and the sudden STIFFNESS in his posture became evident, it was only temporary though. It’d been a LONG time since he had seen Vision, and to receive a hug by any team mate – well, it was certainly a shock. 

               He didn’t really have time to reciprocate, but that small smile on his face pretty much said what he’d wanted it to – that he was GRATEFUL, that he’d MISSED his team-mate and friend. Their relationship may not have been perfect, but he still loved him like a brother. The team was family, it always WOULD be. That was what he had missed the most – his family. 

              ❛  Essentially yeah, that’s what I’ve gathered. It plucks people from different universes, I call this place LIMBO because it feels like it. It’s like a hot-pot of different universes, but it’s also an experiment… So something tells me we were CHOSEN. ❜

              What his friend had said did cross his mind once upon a time, hence the LIMBO analogy. 

              ❛ I don’t think we’re dead, or at least I hope not…  ❜

[brazenhead-blog1]

  He stood quite still for a while, as if he was calculating...something. If Steve were to peer inside his mechanical mind for an instant, he’d be quite astonished at just how much the Vision thought. Everything was calculated. No rest.

Smiling once more, he nodded. “ I suppose it does not aid us much in dwelling on such negatives, even if they may be true. Regardless of this fact, we... we are. “

 Letting his hands reform, he sent a few nanites about the premises to scout about, eventually finding their way inside Tony’s system, moving through the mansion itself. Part of his vision rested on Steve while he subconsciously melded with the StarkTech system.

The android returned his attention back to Steve. Getting up from his perch, he straightened his coat and took the sandwich with its plate, putting it back in front of him. “ The temperature seems to be dropping. Imminent consumption is recommended. “

    “ So. Is there any space in the Avengers left for me? “

[chostbuster-deactivated20171130]

Vision #10

(W) Tom King (A) Gabriel Hernandez Walta

[brazenhead-blog1]

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[ryuujinblade-blog]

    He was used to the stares, really. In fact, it wouldn’t be a normal day without at least some form of curious gazing cast his way. Still, it did make the cyborg mildly uncomfortable at times and as such preferred being in the shadows. As he should, being a ninja and all. That, or being in the presence of the allies; friends he had made during his days serving Overwatch. That had always been a form of comfort for him.

    But here, within the city, there was little reason to hide when he was among the strange and colorful.

    “Thank you,” he told the curious humanoid, dipping his helmeted head slightly. “I am sure that the people who put me together would appreciate such kind words.” At one point in his life, he would have found such words to be unsettling; offensive, even. But he has accepted his rebuilt body now, and indeed, found appreciation towards the other’s words.

    “But who might you be, stranger?”

[brazenhead-blog1]

    “ I am the Vision. “

The armor was sleek and form-fitting, and the musculature denoted some sort of combat purpose. Captain America made no mention of him and he didn’t assume that the had to go out for some sort of scouting purpose. It was in these moments of silence that he realized just how awkward the situation was. His social processors began to boot up, and he loaded some possible routes he could take.

 “ I did not mean to single you out, of course. I experience quite a bit of attention myself where I come from, so I can relate. “

 Again, with the silences. The synthezoid was never the social type.    The awkwardness was broken by a warning light flashing incessently on his wrist. Frowning, he looked up and noticed a number of trees, tall buildings, and so on. The sky was quite obfuscated and he did a poor job of collecting energy the day before.

 “ I apologize, but my energy cells are running somewhat short. Perhaps we could continue this conversation somewhere more su- “ He was cut short by his legs briefly giving out, taking his company’s shoulder for support.

“ Please, excuse my manners.    Such pleasantries tend to load slowly during critical power failure. May I have your name? “

[dacyborg-blog]

Genos’ golden eyes shone bright as he gave him one more lookover. 

“So, you’re a zoid then?” Genos said, the term sounding strange to him as nothing like it existed in his world except for maybe in the realm of fantasy anime and manga that he did not really partake in reading like Bang would have. Then again, he was a fully functional teen cyborg so what right did he have to judge on how fantastical something was 

Genos leaned in with interest. “I am a little bit similiar, I employ no nanotechnology, but I have mechanical replacements for a stomach so I can still taste, break down food, and turn it into energy, and I have something similar to a heart and working tear ducts. The doctor who designed me was really kind, he didn’t want me to miss out from some aspects of human life after I lost my original body.”

 His heart was an energy cell though, and his stomach was actually far more efficient than a human’s as he converted every single part into energy. 

Even if they were not perfect analogues though, Genos was grateful for them.  He smiled, his expresion raising also at the warmness he was greeted by this man. 

“The feeling is mutual. Even in my own world, I never encountered another like myself. I’m the cyborg Genos, it’s nice to meet you. Uh…?”

[brazenhead-blog1]

“ I’ve never heard of it used like that. But yes, I suppose that’s what I am. “ He listened intently at this individual’s composition. Such luxuries, such as the gift of taste, must be nice. When he placed an apple in his mouth, all he was able to determine was a bevy of statistics from its composition. Nothing more. Machines made by machines.

“ My creator was less generous with these luxuries. My purpose is more crude, though I’ve been toying with the idea of a few adjustments. “

There was never anyone quite like him in his world either. The original Torch, perhaps. Jocasta, Ultron, and Victor.      No one else.          In dark corners of the Vision’s psyche was a screaming voice. Memories of his family long buried so he might be able to function. ‘ There are people like you. They call you father. ‘ They whispered. ‘ They love you. They have your eyes. ‘

No. No one else.

    “ I am The Vision.” He replied bluntly.

“ By your excitement, I assume most life around here is biological in nature? “

[brazenhead-blog1]

❛ fight me❜

Vision HC-1.0 Virtual Combat MatrixObstacle: Steve “Captain America” Rogers---ASSESSMENT:Likeliness of non-training combat: 12.9%.Willingness to engage: 37.6%Likeliness of completed objective: 89.1%.

[queenlymusings]

send ❛ fight me❜ for

whether my muse would fight them, if not how much they don’t want to fight ( from 1 to 10 ) and finally, what the odds would be, according to my muse

[brazenhead-blog1]

❝ i sometimes wonder if your height is why you’re always in such a bad mood. ❞

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  “ A bad mood? “ The synthezoid echoed, frowning at his colleague. He did tend to tower over some of the shorter Avengers; Tony wasn’t as tall as people liked to think he was. The Vision liked to stay in a neutral setting as not to offend people, but he was always perplexed when people found even THIS to be irritating. Giving Natasha a smile, he seemed genuinely positive.

“ And now? “

[symmettra-blog]

overwatch starters

❝  i play to win. ❞  ❝  this is my curse. ❞  ❝  wait for me! ❞  ❝  your mother would’ve been proud of you. ❞ ❝  let us hope for a different outcome. ❞  ❝  sorry it’s such a mess in here. i-i wasn’t expecting company. ❞ ❝  this is going to make you feel better. ❞ ❝  the true enemy of humanity is disorder. ❞  ❝  a steady blade balances the soul. ❞  ❝  this is just like old times. ❞  ❝  even here i feel an outcast. ❞  ❝  think you can do my job, do you… ❞ ❝  all eyes on me! ❞  ❝  ooh, this is my jam. ❞ ❝  got your aim from your mom, i see. ❞ ❝  i’ll feast on your soul. ❞  ❝  cheers, love! the cavalry’s here! ❞  ❝   our paths cross for now. as to the future, we shall see. ❞  ❝   we could’ve built an empire together. ❞  ❝   ah. just setting foot here sets my soul at ease. ❞  ❝  this time, stay down. ❞  ❝  can i get your autograph? ❞ ❝  why are you so angry? ❞ ❝  ever get that feeling of déjà vu? ❞  ❝  i am a different man now. i am whole. ❞  ❝  over my dead body. ❞  ❝   i’m on top of the world! ❞ ❝  i’m patched up. ❞  ❝  kids today with techno music. you should enjoy the classics, like hasselhoff. ❞ ❝   what’s wrong? don’t you recognize me? ❞  ❝   aren’t you warm wearing all that? ❞  ❝  can’t stop, won’t stop. ❞ ❝  i’ll race ya! ❞ ❝   mock death at your own peril. ❞  ❝  this time, i will finish the job. ❞  ❝  death is an illusion. ❞ ❝  look at this team! we’re gonna do great. ❞ ❝  i am beyond redemption. ❞ ❝   it looks like we will be working together. ❞  ❝   you’ve rescued me again. ❞  ❝  i will not be defeated so easily. ❞ ❝  treasure? s-sure, i don’t know anything you’re talking about. ❞  ❝  so this is what has become of you? a pity.❞ ❝  you’re so amazing! you inspire me. ❞  ❝  i miss him greatly. ❞  ❝  there is nowhere to hide. ❞  ❝  whatcha’ lookin’ at? ❞  ❝  woo, nothing’s gonna stop me. ❞ ❝  that was your dream, not mine. ❞  ❝  what you call freedom is an illusion that causes more harm than good. ❞  ❝  hehe, there’s something on your dress.. ❞  ❝  you have been judged! ❞ ❝   i have the upper hand this time. ❞  ❝  traitor! ❞ ❝  you will never amount to anything! ❞ ❝  i’ve got my eye on you. ❞ ❝  lot of memories of this place. they weren’t all bad. ❞ ❝  the heart of a man still beats inside of me. ❞  ❝  stay out of trouble. ❞ ❝  step into my parlor said the spider to the fly. ❞ ❝  one shot, one kill. ❞ ❝  don’t think i’m happy about that. ❞  ❝  now this place? makes me wanna be an atheist. ❞ ❝  our world is worth fighting for. ❞ ❝  you haven’t aged a day. what’s your secret? ❞ ❝  ooooh, shiny! ❞ ❝  oh, did that sting? ❞ ❝  heroes never die. ❞ ❝  where does it hurt? ❞ ❝  you’re just a no-good bully. ❞ ❝  i’m a one-man apocalypse. ❞ ❝  you should look somewhere else. ❞ ❝  you said you would arm wrestle me. nervous? ❞ ❝  i learned that from my brother. ❞  ❝  i hope nobody saw that. ❞ ❝  on a scale of one to ten, how is your pain? ❞ ❝  i’m not a miracle worker. well… not always. ❞ ❝  this was once my home. no longer. ❞ ❝  sorry! sorry, i’m sorry. sorry. ❞ ❝  i remember being here. it was good for my tan. ❞ ❝  wish i’d practice my japanese more, konichiwa! ❞ ❝  you need a time out. ❞  ❝  you might not want to tell your friends about that. ❞ ❝  guess we know who’s really on top, don’t we? ❞ ❝  with every death, comes honor. with honor, redemption. ❞ ❝  a punishment for your crimes. ❞  ❝  i will be on my best behaviour. ❞ ❝  you think there’s something worth stealing in that temple? ❞ ❝  people should be free. ❞  ❝  you were never my equal. ❞ ❝  death walks among you. ❞  ❝   last i checked, i didn’t ask for your opinion. ❞  ❝   you can’t be serious. ❞  ❝   they’re back. ❞  ❝   armor? how positively primitive. ❞ ❝   now this is my kinda city, everyone’s free to live as they choose. ❞ ❝   you need a time out. ❞  ❝   die! die! die! ❞  ❝   to think i would have to work with a street ruffian. ❞  ❝   death comes. ❞  ❝   one of these days someone is gonna to put an end to you. ❞  ❝   that which doesn’t kill you…makes you stronger.. ❞ ❝   well. you sure take to this bad guy thing easily, don’t ya? ❞ ❝   aren’t you supposed to be dead? ❞ ❝  i’ll tell you my secret if you give me your coat. ❞ ❝   sleep. ❞ ❝  never liked you much. ❞ ❝  never leave a teammate behind. ❞ ❝  together we are strong. ❞ ❝  you won’t get rid of me that easily. ❞ ❝  i don’t even think children are afraid of you. ❞ ❝  i taught you everything you know. ❞ ❝  it’s hard to just sit around knowing there’s someone out there that needs to be blown up. ❞ ❝  i’ll put an end to your sad story. ❞ ❝  you havin’ trouble keeping up? ❞ ❝  i have destroyed more of your kind than i can count. ❞ ❝ it’s a perfect day for some mayhem. ❞ ❝  we’re all soldiers now. ❞ ❝  give me your best shot. ❞ ❝   you knew exactly what were you doing. ❞ ❝   knock me down, and i’ll keep getting back up. ❞ ❝   you always did have a high opinion of yourself. ❞ ❝   i’m not a young man anymore. ❞ ❝  still trying to play hero? ❞ ❝  i sometimes wonder if your height is why you’re always in such a bad mood. ❞ ❝  this is no place for children. ❞ ❝  the world could always use more heroes. ❞ ❝  looked in a mirror lately? ❞ ❝  Me one, bad guys zero. ❞ ❝  i’m gonna have to shoot you down. ❞ ❝  this old dog has learned a few tricks. ❞ ❝  another one off the list. ❞ ❝  i love your glasses, so cute! ❞ ❝  if at first you don’t succeed…blow it up again! ❞ ❝  that’s for my family back home! ❞ ❝  i’ve got you in my sights. ❞ ❝  i’m the one who does his job. i’m thinking… you’re the other one. ❞ ❝   you weren’t given those guns to toss them away like trash. ❞ ❝   i will protect the innocent. ❞