"You are forgiven. We have learnt better than to put our trust in you."

Is in a bottle.

A warrior of ten thousand souls defeated by a sorceror... and some glassware.

You know what fate is worse than death /and/ getting your head cut off? Getting trapped in a fucking bottle.

"We're an Ermac in a bottle. You have to rub us the right way~"

"We've got a bottle of Ermac. We've got a bottle of Ermac. And guess what's inside it?"

Shinnok: *sad decapitated head* Ermac: *grumpy bottle*

•|| Am I a joke to you?

|| Good.

*|| ily2, I'm having a mental breakdown.

||* TODAY HAS JUST BEEN ALOT. Idk. I'm gonna go nap it off.

|| THANK YOU GRIM BBY I LOVE YOU TOO!!!

"Correct, you absolute ass."

"There were other ways... Ways that didn't require this."

"And you're a giant prick..."

He has other trucks too. Tremble in fear as he... shakes a little bit.

"Let us rephrase you're a eunuch with the personality of a giant prick."

Slides Ed Boon two canadian dollars. 'So. Um. How's about you take my boy off the top shelf and put him in the top tier.'