Asuran chat-up lines
“Are you a Hyperbola, because I can see us getting close without limits.”
fans hate Joffrey. They hate her the way Star Wars
fans hate Jar Jar Binks.”-not a direct quote, but still true.
Good:
“Did you just come through an invisible Asura gate? Because you’re outta this world!”
Bad:
“Let me call you VAL-A, because I get in and ride my golems 5 times a day!”
Fail:
“The workings of the Eternal Alchemy may be inconceivable… but you’re not!”
rofl.. love em all
- Margaret Thatcher
Oh, I’ve got a ton of them. Good? Bad? I’ll leave that for you to decide. Lean back and enjoy.
My love for you is like a concave up function because it is always increasing.
I wish I was your derivative so I could lie tangent to your curves.
I’d like to plug my solution into your equation.
Since distance equals velocity times time, let’s let velocity and time approach infinity, because I want to go all the way with you.
I don’t know if you’re in my range, but I’d sure like to take you back to my domain.
I’ll take you to your limit if you show me your end behavior.
Being without you is like being a metric space in which exists a cauchy sequence that does not converge.
You are the solution to my homogeneous system of linear equations.
I heard you’re good at algebra – Could you replace my X without asking Y?
Let me integrate our curves so that I can increase our volume.
If I were a function you would be my asymptote – I always tend towards you.
Your beauty cannot be spanned by a finite basis of vectors.
You’ve got more curves than a triple integral.
You’re sin^2x and I’m cos^2x, and together we make one.
Why don’t you be the numerator and I be the denominator and both of us reduce to simplest form?
You must be the square root of -1 because you can’t be real.
How about you come to my place tonight, so I can show you the growth of my natural log?
How about I perform a sort on your variables, and you can analyse my performance?
You are one well-defined function.
Why can’t love be a one to one function? Then our relationship could be injective.
I would really like to bisect your angle.
Meeting you is like a switch to polar coordinates: complex and imaginary things are given a magnitude and a direction.
Whoops, I think my binomials just expanded.
I’m overheating because you’re stuck in my head like an infinite loop.
At absolute zero, you would still move me.
Why don’t we measure the coefficient of static friction between me and you?
My vector has a really large magnitude. Would you care to normalize it?
Your beauty defies real and complex analysis.
If you are allergic to these ingredients, do not consume.
Oh, I’ve got a ton of them. Good? Bad? I’ll leave that for you to decide. Lean back and enjoy.
My love for you is like a concave up function because it is always increasing.
I wish I was your derivative so I could lie tangent to your curves.
I’d like to plug my solution into your equation.
Since distance equals velocity times time, let’s let velocity and time approach infinity, because I want to go all the way with you.
I don’t know if you’re in my range, but I’d sure like to take you back to my domain.
I’ll take you to your limit if you show me your end behavior.
Being without you is like being a metric space in which exists a cauchy sequence that does not converge.
You are the solution to my homogeneous system of linear equations.
I heard you’re good at algebra – Could you replace my X without asking Y?
Let me integrate our curves so that I can increase our volume.
If I were a function you would be my asymptote – I always tend towards you.
Your beauty cannot be spanned by a finite basis of vectors.
You’ve got more curves than a triple integral.
You’re sin^2x and I’m cos^2x, and together we make one.
Why don’t you be the numerator and I be the denominator and both of us reduce to simplest form?
You must be the square root of -1 because you can’t be real.
How about you come to my place tonight, so I can show you the growth of my natural log?
How about I perform a sort on your variables, and you can analyse my performance?
You are one well-defined function.
Why can’t love be a one to one function? Then our relationship could be injective.
I would really like to bisect your angle.
Meeting you is like a switch to polar coordinates: complex and imaginary things are given a magnitude and a direction.
Whoops, I think my binomials just expanded.
I’m overheating because you’re stuck in my head like an infinite loop.
At absolute zero, you would still move me.
Why don’t we measure the coefficient of static friction between me and you?
My vector has a really large magnitude. Would you care to normalize it?
Your beauty defies real and complex analysis.
Are those things Asurans actually say? Or did u think of them?
Are those things Asurans actually say? Or did u think of them?
If they are used in the game, I assure you it is a terrifying coincidence.
If you are allergic to these ingredients, do not consume.
Is that a septacaliper in your pocket or are you just pleased to see me?
I wish I was your derivative so I could lie tangent to your curves.
Let me integrate our curves so that I can increase our volume.
I actually like that first one…
And that second one just comes across as like… “I wish you were pregnant.” (Taking up more volume… the alternative was ‘You should put on some weight.’) =P
I like large posteriors and I can not prevaricate.
fans hate Joffrey. They hate her the way Star Wars
fans hate Jar Jar Binks.”-not a direct quote, but still true.
“Was it as good for me as it was for you?”
I wonder what your basis for comparison is…”
- Jareth, King of Goblins.