Baleful Polymorph/Quotes
Chorus: TRANSFORMATION CENTRAL!
You can blame my Friends on the Other Side!
Facilier: Reformation Central!
Chorus: REFORMATION CENTRAL!
Facilier: Transmogrification Central!
Can you feeeeeeeeeeeel it?
You're changing, you're changing, you're chaaaaanging all right,
I hope you're satisfied...
But if you ain't, don't blame me...
And you're having a ball, oh yes,
Oh well.
You're doing it all
Your filthy world's complete.
Then your face, it contorts
into that of a horse
And you've got no more hands and feet.
Watch your paradise turn into Hell.
You've got to buck it up.
You seek and you smell.—Doctor Steel, Donkey Town
Pit: Not this guy!
Pit: But I don't wanna be an eggplant again!
Palutena: An Eggplant Wizard.
I won three hands straight.
“Don’t you have anything to do? A wart to cut off, or something?”
“You asked him to play,” a kibitzing soldier observed.
“You like flies, Otto?”
“Flies?”
“Going to turn you into a frog if you don’t shut your mouth.”
Otto was not impressed. “You couldn’t turn a tadpole into a frog.”
I snickered. “You asked for it, One-Eye.”