N Corp. E.G.O::Fell Bullet Yi Sang/Voicelines

Occasion	English	Audio
Identity Acquisition	They would point and jeer at the rags splattered with the blood of fellowship. The fools; only I can grasp the highest degree of tragedy upon this earth.
Morning Greeting	Rays of the risen sun prickle my skin. I prefer the moon, the light of which is but a reflection softened. Quite the fitting preference for me, who rains fire by striking my comrades, is it not?
Afternoon Greeting	I do not partake in midday meals. Its absence does not affect me much, and the bloodsteeped scent, I must say, makes it rather unsavory.
Evening Greeting	… Ah, you've seen me. Pretend you have seen nothing here, and pass on by. The Director has disallowed me from partaking in studies regarding E.G.O; I thought to use the nocturnal umbra to sift through their research material.
Chatter #1	Ahh… you would like to know more of my old wounds? Yet my memories have all but scattered away now, for I have not deigned to recall it in some time. My fellows have, save for one, all turned from— Thus, I have worked with N Corp. to establish this new League of the Nine, for they understand the technology that deserves to harbor my value. … Is aught odd about this assessment?
Chatter #2	This E.G.O was simply bestowed upon me by the Director, the choice hardly mine. Does your reason truly dictate that I would have readily accepted the manner of occupation that has me shooting my own comrades to fire at our foes? … It does? Then it must have been… but a Corrosion.
Chatter #3	One needn't lament for those who are dying. Once we discover the… it shall all… in the end. My fellow and I are toiling incessantly for it; thus, even the comrades whom I have pierced shall soon…
Post-Uptie Chat 1	Obsidian shards of blood shatter with echoes of glass; the perforating bullet scatters to a thousand pellets to bore into them all. Thus worthy has it become, the sacrifice of my comrades… no, I can scarcely recall if they were comrades of mine at all!
Post-Uptie Chat 2	It whispers to me incessantly, the voice of the rifle, or the ragged cloak… that I am to aim not for my enemies, but for those who still remember love. Destroy it, fire, I shall fi— … Remind me, where was I?
Idle	Hold the pendant in sight I may, but I shan't ever peer into it. A fellow of mine has once spoken thusly to me—too late, too late…
Uptying	Are we to embark on a mission? How many shall accompany us? Mm. I ask, for I must count my bullets ere it begins.
Deployment	I am preoccupied.
Stage Entry	They will shiver with frisson.
Viewed in Battle	Heh heh… mm. Forget you heard the laughter. What is your business here?
Commencing Attack	To pierce and scatter.
Enemy Stagger	Become a porous thing—
Staggered	… Oh.
Enemy Killed	Thus, you sink into a bottomless slumber.
Death	The heart that wished to die… has finally found a knife.
Check Passed	Behold, for it has transpired exactly as I had planned.
Check Failed	… In my defense, this is not my area of expertise.
Victory Cry	Hm, the desired purpose has been accomplished; this will suffice. Our return journey should be quite comfortable, given the reduced population of our team. Wouldn't you agree?
Extra Conditions Fulfilled	This taste of salt—ah, blood of my departed comrade must have splattered there. Hmh… so, this is how it tastes.
Defeat Wail	Tsk… we must make ourselves scarce with haste. Those who would assist in our extraction have arrived; now, with me!