we-are-rogue:

notaficwriter:

someone put up all the vm comments in deadfire, so here’s a minor balm for all of us out here missing vox machina.

Highlights:

• Gilmore: Flattery will get you EVERYWHERE. / Why yes, I AM wearing patchouli. / No one ever made history looking dishevelled. Let’s get some rest!
• Vax: Is that a dagger I see before me? / Either we get moving or I start making sleight of hand checks. / Killing someone, hold please. / I’d prefer something with a little more… stabbing. / You see a lock, I see a personal invitation. / Now you know how my scabbard feels.
• Keyleth: It’s fine, we’re gods! What could go wrong? / If you want to get a lock to open up, you gotta listen to it.
• Grog: Bidet. / So… uh… anyone wanna draw a card? / They won’t know what hit them! I mean, they will, cause it will be me, and they’ll be like “oh no, it’s Grog!” and I’ll be like “surprise! AXE TO THE FACE!” / Even goliaths need our beauty sleep.
• Vex: Fair warning. Boredom usually ends with target practice. / Haggling in a contact sport. / Trinket takes point, the rest of you can follow my arrows. / Can we rest? Trinket gets cranky when he’s tired. Don’t you boy? Yes you do. / What I wouldn’t do for a hot bath.
• Percy: I have a clocktower I could be working on. / Your orders are safe with my indifference. / I will do my utmost to keep you all from embarrassing yourselves. / Vax can do it, how hard can it bloody be? / Try not to bleed on my clothes.
• Pike: Just remember, if you die horribly, I can always revive you. / Please don’t call me clanky.
• Scanlan: I get it, the party needs to infiltrate a cult of really ugly people and you don’t want me blowing your cover. / You DON’T want them to see me? That’s cold. / Let’s fade to black and leave the rest to fanfiction. / Time for some good ol’ fashioned ultra-violence. / Time to fist the wound.