Not Just Chubby Fat, I'm Talkin' Gordo

There Will Be No More Protests. No More Dissension. No More Violence. There Will Be Only One Voice. The Voice Of Ravinia. The Voice Of Halla. Your Voice." "there Goes Freedom Of Speech," I Said.

I See You Brought Along Your Violent Little Girlfriend. What A Nice Surprise!" - Saint Dane (the Reality Bug)

I Was Disappointed In Coop. He Hated Being Bored And So Did I. He Was Always Looking For Different Things To Do And Coming Up With New Adventures That Kept Us Moving. That Was His Job. Trolling For Girls At The Beach Was Okay By Me, But I Didn't Want It To Be Our Sole Focus. Besides, The Girls I Liked Had More Interesting Things To Do Than Spend Every Waking Moment Sitting Around At The Beach Comparing Tans.

Do You Know How Hard It Is To Gather Seventy Thousand People? Especially People Who Are Confused And Scared That They Might Be Eaten By Hungry Dinosaurs?

There Were Eleven Of Us. Each More Different Than The Next. All With The Same Mindset. Things Weren't The Way They Were Meant To Be. It Was Our Job To Make Things Right. We Were The Soldiers Of Halla. It Was Time For Us To Take It Back.