Sumter/Stereotypes

	"Some say they're cursed. Some say they're monsters. But not a one of 'em chose what they are. They didn't want it. They can't help it. If they're good people, even despite being what they are, then ain't that enough?"
	"Why do you stay? Your life is over now. I'm sorry, but it's the truth. But it's okay. There's no reason to suffer anymore. You can let go. When you do, you'll have a whole new life ahead of you. Just let go."
	"Rebel angels escaped from Hell? Can't say as I like the sound of that. You can't get anywhere loving only yourself. Nowhere worth getting, anyway."
	"Hey! Now knock that off! I'm not the bad guy!"

	"I've heard that they're dreams in the clothing of flesh. I knew a Seer who claimed to be related to 'em. I don't know if that's true, but I like to think that it is. You can find Ecstasy in your dreams."
	"Nobody is 'just' mortal. Nobody. We're all divine. All of us. I feel so sorry for folks who can't see that."
	"I understand why they're so angry. I get it. It's hard not to be pissed at the way the world is. But imagine what they could do if they could get past their fury."

	"They have more in common with us than they want to admit. Their discipline is to be respected, but taking anything to extremes is dangerous. That's including self-denial."
	"A higher power? Absolutely. I'm with you 100%. Until you start passing judgement in your divinity's name. God doesn't need you to fight your battles for Him."
	"It's a damn shame what happened to their people. They have so much to share with us. Folks just don't believe in things they can't see. But the Dreamspeakers do. Gotta respect 'em for that."
	"We may come from the same place, but I don't think I could do what they do. Time is forever, but all they understand is endings. That's gotta take its toll."
	"Look, Merlin. You can keep your wands and your spellbooks. You can have your towers and claim to govern the Council. My magick is just as real and important as yours."

	"Hell yeah! I fucking love these guys! Sure they have a few who're uptight prudes, but most of 'em remember that Science should be something that inspires you!"
	"They really get a bad rap from the rest of the Council. Every bushel's gonna have its bad apples. But the Verbena I've met have all been honest, reverent folks who care very much about Mother Earth. I can't see anything wrong with that."
	"I don't get these folks. I'm okay with the whole techno-anarchy thing, but would it really kill 'em to leave their basements and go outside once in awhile? I guarantee, the graphics are a hell of a lot better'n anything their computers can show 'em."
	"Are you just gonna sit around and bitch all night? Come on, kid. There's all kinds of reasons to celebrate. Let me show you some."

	"I didn't start this fight. If it were up to me, there wouldn't be one. But I'm not gonna get in line and conform just because you tell me to."
	"God Almighty damn. Why would you do that to yourself? What's wrong with the body you were born with? How can you feel anything with metal skin?"
	"These fuckers just make me sick. They could do so much to help folks, but instead they let disease and misery flourish so they can have research material. Fuck these assholes."
	"Everything that's wrong with the world--consumerism, capitalism, materialism, apathy, misery, poverty--that's all 'cause of these bastards."
	"If there's anyone in the Technocracy I could understand, it's them. They see something beyond the world we live in. I just wish they could just appreciate those other places, instead of needing to go out and conquer them."

	"Billy-Boy, you done goofed. I hate the thought of killing anyone. But you're the exception."
	"Jesus Christ. And people call me crazy. They ain't never seen a Marauder before."

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