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The Dark Ace
I am not a drunk! I have only cut myself once, and figured out that it was overrated! And I would never get together with that punk Sky Knight! Heck, why would I even like any fourteen-year-olds? Especially Master Cyclonis! She is my MASTER! That would be why I call her 'master'!
And why put me with Ravess? Master Cyclonis wouldn't be too happy if I killed her sharpshooter! In other words, she'd die first.
And why am I the practical joke target? Why not get the punk?! He deserves it!
("What are you, four?")
Don't make me hurt you, overly-cocky Sky Knight!
("What do you have against me, anyway?")
Butt out, this is MY rant!
("Prickly!")
Stupid Sky Knight! Never knows when to hush!
Then there is the matter of that Storm Hawks strategist, Pipsqueak, or whatever her name is, being paired with me. Once again, why would I even LIKE fourteen-year-olds? Especially a Storm Hawk! I would rather date Repton's mom and risk the injuries his father would induce.
Oh, and I am THE Dark Ace. Not Dark Ace, the Dark Ace!
What I want to know is why you people are so interested in my underwear! Just for future reference, they are boxers with green and whites stripes! Unless I'm wearing my lucky briefs, which are red with gold poka-dots!
("Oh, I am SO telling Finn! Now he owes me 5 bucks!")
Insolent Sky Knight! Hush, before I help you join your father!
("No need to make this personal… wait, it is personal, now that I know your lucky underwear are briefs.")
STOP SMIRKING! Me and my big mouth!
cmf: Oooh, I'm not sure if Aerrow can manage getting out of that one…
Wolf: Don't worry, I took the Dark Ace's sword.
cmf: He he, mocking the Dark Ace isn't a good idea! So where did you put the sword?
Wolf: (pointing sword at chocoholic) On guard!
The Dark Ace: (distant voice) Hey, where's my sword?!
Wolf: I'm gonna be, well, not here! Here, take it! (hands sword to chocoholic)
cmf: I found it! Oh no, RUN AWAAAAAAY!