I am a savage god, not so definable as any sort of 'guy.' I am Ai Apaec, and there are no others like me, and what I am can only be illustrated by action and not words.
I've collected the heads of armies. [So yeah. Fights are his deal.] I hope you find no offence in my asking what manner of creature you are, Gamora. The universe is vast and knowledge of it rare.
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[ It's not that he really cares, but rather that he's indulging in a little bit of schadenfreude. ]
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[ It just isn't particularly positive. ]
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[Oh yes it is.]
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[Because he reckons he's a ladies man.
I mean look at his pretty face.]
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My name is Gamora.
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I thought I smelled blood of the most exotic kinds about you. A pleasant cocktail.
[Don't worry 'bout the smell there Gamora. He's just a freak that sniff what you ate for breakfast three years ago.]
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And does your mundane have any plans for you?
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[Oh, look at his pout about that in the fangiest way possible.]
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*Groot is happy to see you too!*
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Hover to translate!
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Well, you know Rocket. He's not happy unless he's fighting...something.
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Have you seen Drax? Peter?