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"I grovel before the mighty Helmacron captain, most mighty of the mighty, undisputed champion of the world in the dust-weight category! We grovel like the pitiful losers we are! We grovel like a guy who hasn't got a date the day before the prom and the only girl around is the head cheerleader, that's how much we grovel.
"O mighty Helmacron dead guy, we grovel like a video game addict trapped in an arcade without a quarter, that's how much we grovel. You would not believe the depths of our grovelry!"
-Marco, pg 74, book #24.
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"O mighty Helmacron dead guy, we grovel like a video game addict trapped in an arcade without a quarter, that's how much we grovel. You would not believe the depths of our grovelry!"
-Marco, pg 74, book #24.
Come on guys, post stuff!!!
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Date: 2006-07-25 12:28 am (UTC)More Marco Quotes
Date: 2006-07-25 12:53 am (UTC)"Mr. Tidwell! Some guys in the bathroom have cherry bombs. They're going to blow the lids off all the toilets! It'll be a toilet massacre!" Marco #29
"Weird? Weird? The talking bird wants to know if getting information of an alien from a whale that you've just saved from sharks, by turning into dolphins... you're suggesting that's weird?" Marco #4
"Mr. Tidwell! Some guys in the bathroom have cherry bombs. They're going to blow the lids off all the toilets! It'll be a toilet massacre!" Marco #29
"Weird? Weird? The talking bird wants to know if getting information of an alien from a whale that you've just saved from sharks, by turning into dolphins... you're suggesting that's weird?" Marco #4
<Oh, man! Tobias, you're in a toilet!>
<Tobias, get out of there before someone flushes.>
<Um . . . remember how I said it was different when I first landed here? It was light. Now it's dark.>
<Uh, guh-ROSS!>
<Tobias, I think the reason it got dark is that someone sat down.>
<Wait. You're saying I'm in a toilet bowl. And someone sat down But then . . . oh, man.>
<Caution: falling objects.>
-Marco, Jake, Tobias
And that's all the really funny I could find right off the bat. Most of the ones I keep are dark and melencholy.
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Date: 2006-07-25 04:26 am (UTC)Morphing, morphing, morphing. Everyone is morphing, I thought in my giddy, nearly unconsious mind.
I decided it would make a good song.
Morphing, morphing, morphing. <i>Everyone is morphing</i>, I thought in my giddy, nearly unconsious mind.
I decided it would make a good song. <Oh what fun it is to morph, to morph and morph today. Hey!>
<Is she singing "Jingle Bells"?> Marco demanded.
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<You see? Passions and emotions set off the allergic reaction. You must try to eliminate the emotions.>
"How about if I just eliminate Marco?"
"It's so perfect. Mighty Xena has a weakness: human emotion. She's a victim of l-o-o-o-v-e."
"Marco, if you make her mad, she'll morph. And if she starts morphing, she might end up in full grizzly bear. Do you really want Rachel mad at you and in grizzly bear morph?"
"I get your point, Jake. I think I'll just go watch Tobias eat his mouse."
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"Jake will still kil you."
I laughed. "Cassie, if I were Jake, I'd kill me, too. Say...I don't suppose you'd want to stay in my body a while longer..."
"Nope."
"Coward."
"Yep."
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"That hair."
"Those eyes."
"Those lips."
"Ax," Marco said. "You should have let the crocodile eat him."
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Book # 17: (the "Nuts" quotes)
"So, that's the nuthouse," Marco said with satisfaction..."I always suspected I'd end up here."
Cassie sighed. "I don't think the patients probably like to be called nuts," she said.
"Of couse not," I ageed. "They'd have to be nuts to want to be called nuts."
<Cassie's right. It's not politically correct to call nuts nuts,> Tobias said.
Cassie looked at me. "You know, I could swear I heard that bid talking. I must be nuts."...
"Every time we start to take something for granted we end up getting hammered," Jake warned. He grinned in anticipation. "We'd have to be nuts to get careless."
No one laughed.
"I say, we'd have to be <i>nuts</i>...oh, fine. Don't laugh. I don't care."
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"What are willies?" Ax asked. He was in human morph
<A vague, creepy feeling,> Tobias explained. <The subtle, unsettling sense that something you can't quite see is desperately wrong.>
"The feeling I get when I reach the school door every day," Jake muttered.
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Book # 18:
"Don't call me prince."
"I will call you 'The Jake formerly known as Prince.'"
Marco made a horrified face. "Oh, no. Now he's making jokes. Bad, bad jokes."
"Actually, that was my joke," Prince Jake said stiffly. "Oh, fine. I get it. You can't laugh at <i>my</i> jokes. Okay. Great. I don't even care."
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Book # 19:
Then Marco left the classroom he was in. Marco, being Marco, told his teacher he had to rush out to put on one of those Nicoderm patches. "I'm trying to break the smoking habit!" he yelled. "Don't stop me!"
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Date: 2006-07-25 05:53 am (UTC)"I'm bit! I'm gonna die! A rattler bit my butt!
< It's not a rattler, and he didn't bite you, > Tobias said. < It's just a harmless bull snake. >
"No snake is harmless," Marco muttered. "But keep your hawk eyes open in case a rattler does come for me."
< I will protect your butt from snake bite, Marco, > Tobias said solemnly.
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Date: 2006-07-27 03:28 am (UTC)From No.8; The Alien. (One of my favorites!)
"No," I said to Marco's father.
"I'm Marco's dad. Are you a friend of his?"
"Yes."
"What's your name?"
"No," I answered.
"Your name is 'No?'"
"Yes."
"That's an unusual name, isn't it?"
"No."
"It's not?"
"Yes."
"Yes, it's not an unusual name?"
"No."
"Now I'm totally confused."
"Yes."
Marco's father stared at me. Then, in a loud voice he yelled, "Hey Marco? Marco? Would you...um...your friend is here. Your friend 'No' is here."
"No," I said.
"Yes, that's what I said."
Marco came running down the stairs.
"Whoa!" he cried. "Um, Dad! You met my friend?"
"No?" Marco's father said.
"What?" Marco asked.
Marco's father shook his head. "I must be getting old. I don't understand you kids."
"Yes," I offered.
After that we went to the bookstore.
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Date: 2006-07-30 05:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-08-04 09:16 am (UTC)