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Cole MacGrath Ending
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I don't know if those people were Conduits, or what.
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It's long past the time I could worry about who's on which side. I've got work to do.
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It's time to end this, once and for all.
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Time to show everyone what I can do, and why I'm doing it.
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I'm going to save this city, or die trying!
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Cole MacGrath Prologue
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This whole city is falling apart. Ravaged by fear, plagued by looters and gangs... It's tearing itself apart at the seams.
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With all my powers, I can't hold it together myself.
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I need help, the kind only people like me can provide.
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I've heard of some sort of activity. A gathering of a special group of people. Conduits? Good? Bad? I won't know until I find them.
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But I know I have to find them, have to do what I can to bring them back with me... To help me save this city.
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Cole MacGrath Rival Battle
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Is there something I can help you with?
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What are you doing here?
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I'm just... looking for certain... people.
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And if they don't want to be found?
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Oh, I'm afraid it's too late for that. We're all going to be involved in this sooner or later.
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Not me. Leave me out of it.
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You're either gonna help me, or I'm going to stop you... here.
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Dante Ending
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I'd say that was a piece of cake, but you don't use a sword like mine to cut cake.
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You know, I don't even think those were all demons. I'm not really sure what some of them were.
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Doesn't matter. Swords and guns don't care, and neither do I. They're gone now. I'm still here.
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So come on, then. Send the demons. But I'm warning you: if you thought it was tough fighting me before...
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...it just got a whole lot tougher.
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Dante Prologue
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This city is lousy with demons. They're everywhere, if you know what to look for.
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Not that I'm looking. If it were up to me, they'd stay in the underworld. But I guess no one asked me.
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They don't ask, they just drag me down into Limbo for a little chat.
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Me, I like to talk with my swords, and my guns.
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And I kind of feel like talking now. Doesn't matter to me what they look like or where they're from.
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I'm coming for the demons. And when I'm done, none of them will be left standing.
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Dante Rival Battle
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You'd think the demons would know better by now. They must be as dumb as they are ugly.
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Okay, so they're not all ugly. And who sent you, sweetheart?
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I've been sent by no one. I determine where I go... and whom I fight.
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Bad choice this time. I guess we're all entitled to one, though.
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The choice was made when I first picked up this weapon. Since then I need only move forward. Through you, if need be.
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Oh, it needs be. But remember when the blade is at your throat, I gave you a chance to walk away!
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Evil Cole Ending
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One step closer. The people I fought and beat didn't understand.
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It's not surprising. Most people don't understand. They're scared of the powers Conduits have.
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Some Conduits fear their own power, refuse to unleash it.
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Well, I'm not scared. The power we have isn't a plague. It's not dangerous.
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Still, it's probably smart to be... a little scared. Because while the power itself isn't dangerous... I am.
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Evil Cole Prologue
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Some say there's a war coming. Those people have already lost.
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This isn't the kind of war with sides. This is a race to the top.
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I'm already on top, and I'm only going to get stronger.
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To do that, I need to destroy all other Conduits, add their powers to mine. And to do that, I need to find them.
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Now I may have that chance. There are rumors of some sort of gathering, a collection of... special... people.
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Conduits? Whatever. They sound like people I should go introduce myself to. I hope they're ready.
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Evil Cole Rival Battle
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Good afternoon, ma'am. Quite an interesting-looking group. Anything I can help you with?
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Mm... mmph... mmph...
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It was a simple question.
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Hee-hee-hee-hee. I said, surrender your cake!
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Oh, Your Highness, I'm not sure you know who I am, but I can tell you I am not in the habit of surrendering.
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Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee. Guards, let us teach this knave a lesson!
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Okay, Princess... How about instead of cake, I stuff my FOOT IN YOUR MOUTH!
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Heihachi Prologue
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Finally, after all those years of research.
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The formula has been perfected. And the results are astounding.
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Ah, to be young again! The whole world looks brand new and is mine for the taking.
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And now I have the chance to test my abilities. To push myself harder than ever before.
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My pathetic family and their weaknesses will have to wait. Warriors, the likes of whom I've never encountered before, stand ready to fight. But are they ready for the new Heihachi Mishima?
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Heihachi Rival Battle
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An utter disappointment! This has been no test of my abilities at all. I could beat these fools at any age.
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What now? Two cats! This whole trial has been a waste of time.
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Look over there. Does that look like...?
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It is! Heihachi! But he looks so... young! Where is his gray hair?
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Kuro! You must have respect for an elder warrior.
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Not all, Heihachi-san.
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You should have listened to your friend. Now I'll give you a lesson in respect you won't forget!
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Kratos Ending
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Once again, those foolish enough to stand against me learn the folly of such actions. My destiny lies not with mortals. I must topple Olympus and all who occupy it once and for all.
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Titans! The son of Zeus has returned! Our hour is at hand, and we march now upon the gods. No creature sent from earth, Olympus or Hades itself can withstand our assault.
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And to Zeus and the cretins who kneel at his feet: I bring an army unlike any you have fought before. The Ghost of Sparta brings ruin to Olympus!
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Kratos Prologue
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The entire city, destroyed by a god driven mad by jealousy, envy of his own son.
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Even now, they sit on their crumbling thrones and presume to judge their former puppet.
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While below, the Titans I have summoned await me... ready to march on Olympus and correct so many of the mistakes of the past.
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But if I am to lead an army as mighty as the Titans, I must prove my worth.
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There remain those who call themselves heroes. There is even talk of one who considers himself a god, issuing challenges to all who would answer.
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Heed my words, mortals: tread lightly on the earth. Beware the Ghost of Sparta!
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Kratos Rival Battle
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Another demon sent by this so-called god. He can join the rest!
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My ice cream cone! That was a mistake, buddy.
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A mistake I can correct, if you like.
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Maybe you didn't hear me, friend. There's a debt here, and I'm ready to settle up.
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Stand aside.
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Pick that up. And pay for it.
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The Ghost of Sparta bends to no mortal!
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Nathan Drake Ending
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Sully! Man, are you a sight for sore eyes.
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Victor Sullivan: Yeah, yeah. I missed you, too.
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I'm not kidding. You wouldn't believe some of the things I saw out there, and most of them had it in for me.
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Victor Sullivan: Hey, you don't look any of the worse for wear. Couldn't have been that bad.
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No, seriously. These were some real freaks.
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Victor Sullivan: What is it with you and these stories, Nate? Did you get the treasure, or what?
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Come on, you oughta have more faith in me, Sully. Alright, I'll show you what I found, if you think you can handle it.
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Victor Sullivan: Whoa-ho-hoah! Hey, I don't know what you've been up to out there, but this old crate hasn't flown this well in years.
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Victor Sullivan: Keep it comin', kid. Let's see where it takes us!
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I punched a chicken.
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Nathan Drake Prologue
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Victor Sullivan: So, what is that, anyway?
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Well, I can't make out the writing, but there's something about the drawings...
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You know, I think I recognize some of these locations.
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And these? These are coordinates. Someone was plotting a route to something, but...
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Victor Sullivan: ...But how about a break, for a change?
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Victor Sullivan: You know, there's nothing wrong with enjoying a little quiet time.
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Come on, Sully, you don't go through the trouble of making a map like this unless you're after something pretty valuable. Or hiding it.
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Victor Sullivan: Sounds like something we need to get a look at.
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Better us than someone else, right?
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Victor Sullivan: Yeah, well... Speaking of someone else, whoever wrote those pages is gonna want them back.
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People want all kinds of things. It's getting them that's the trick. Fire up the plane, we're heading out.
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Nathan Drake Rival Battle
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Hmph. You know, either I'm going crazy... or some of this gibberish is starting to make sense to me.
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No, you're definitely going crazy. Those... belong to yours truly.
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Really? Uh, actually, I've kind of grown attached to them.
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You still don't have any idea what they are, do you? Why don't you let a real treasure hunter take care of them?
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Well, aren't you adorable...
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I'll tell you what. You give me those papers, and I'll save you the embarrassment of having them taken off you.
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I don't think so, roadkill.
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PaRappa Ending
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The gang! I thought I'd never see them again.
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PJ Berri: PaRappa! You're back!
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Katy Kat: We've all been wondering where you went.
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It's good to see you all, too. Is that Joe Chin on that poster?
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Sunny Funny: Yeah. He's gone missing.
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PJ Berri: It seems as though he wanted to be in some contest, but he wasn't invited.
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Katy Kat: No one knows where he is now.
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A contest? I wonder... Let's go to Club Fun!
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Sunny Funny: Sounds fun! Are you going to perform, PaRappa?
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Yeah, and I can't wait to show off my new style!
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PaRappa Prologue
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Whoa! There's the gang! And Sunny Funny is with them...
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Hey, guys! Do you want to go to the movies?
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PJ Berri: The movies? No, check out this new comic book!
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Katy Kat: Wow! Joe Chin is such a great hero!
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PJ Berri: Look how he handles all those bad guys.
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Katy Kat: I guess being in your own comic would be cool, if you're into that sort of thing.
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My own comic book? I'd have to be a hero like Joe Chin, but how can I do that?
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Yeah, I know! I gotta BELIEVE!
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PaRappa Rival Battle
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What's with the monkey chase?
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Why did you stop me! Those monkeys are taking over the planet!
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That's the first monkey I've seen all day. What world are they taking over?
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You must be working for Specter, too. Well, this net will hold you as well as it does those monkeys.
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There's no way you can put ME in a net.
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And what makes you think you can stop me?
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Yeah. I gotta believe!
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Raiden Ending
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The target's been neutralized, and so have those who stood with him, or against me.
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I don't know what good I did there. I guess some people were spared having to deal with it.
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I'd like to think that was it, the last mission. Time to go home.
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But there's always someone who needs protection. Someone who can't help themselves, someone I can help.
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As long as they're out there, there will be no end to the fighting. Not sure that's a bad thing. After all, that's what I was built to do.
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Raiden Prologue
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My adult life has been spent helping people the best way I know how... with my sword.
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It's my job, now. Training those strong enough to defend themselves, and protecting those who aren't.
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I'm being sent on another mission. Someone is bringing a bunch of people together. No one knows why, but it doesn't sound good.
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Not sure they need my help, or want it. But from what I can tell, there's a force here bigger than anyone's imagined.
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One way or the other, I'm going to find whoever's behind this. I don't think he's going to make it easy. Fine by me - I've never liked it when things are too easy.
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Raiden Rival Battle
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You one of us?
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I'm here alone. I'm not working with anyone.
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I'm asking if you're a Conduit. Though after looking at you, I really don't need to ask.
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You sound like you're looking for someone. Is it me?
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I'm just asking if you're with me. See there's a storm coming in, and it's good to know who your friends are.
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I said I'm here alone. I'm not your friend.
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Well that's just too bad. Cuz I'm a good friend to have. But, you've already picked your side, so, there's only one thing left to do.
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Sackboy Ending
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Aah, like the blissful memory of a wonderful dream, our little Sack chum returns. Hope he's brought us a pressie.
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Of course he has! It's the stuff of dreams. The elixir of life. The primordial soup of free thinking.
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And if we want to exchange this gift for socks, I'll bet he's got the receipt, too.
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And what's in all this for him? Sackboy ventures to worlds troubled by chaos and strife, returning with the building blocks of pure imagination so that we can play with them and fashion them into new worlds.
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So, where's his glittering prize? We are his reward.
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Sackboy's heart is filled with contentment when a LittleBigPlanetian creates and shares.
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As long as we keep on making and giving, he keeps on smiling.
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After all, what was it we said at the start of this journey? Oh yes, something about hearts and homes.
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And isn't LittleBigPlanet your home away from home?
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Sackboy has shown us, once again, you're always welcome home.
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Sackboy Prologue
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If you were to say your Myogenic Cardiovascular Organ was found in your chest, you'd be technically right, but spiritually wrong.
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Whether it's a welcoming palace or a home sweet hovel, your home is where your heart is.
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Consider Sackboy. His home is LittleBigPlanet, the ever-expanding ethereal dreamscape of endless possibilities.
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Even the invading Negativitron couldn't persuade the diminutive creature of cloth to forego his crafted world.
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Indeed, it was he who kicked their bottoms out, and returned LittleBigPlanet to its former glory.
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And it's no wonder: he's a LittleBigPlanetian, for goodness' sake! We live to create and create to live.
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To hear of worlds where destruction outpaces creation is like nails on a chalkboard. Wounding to the soul.
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If these worlds crying out for his special brand of creativity exist, Sackboy must search them out.
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What wonders will he find, reshape and make so much better? We can only dream.
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Sackboy Rival Battle
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Little Sister: Unzip him, Mr. B! Unzip him!
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Little Sister: Aww! Look, it's a fresh one, Mr. B!
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Little Sister: Hey, look! I like him! So ready to unstuff!
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Little Sister: Challenge! Challenge! Only one will win. Right, Mr. B?
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Little Sister: One, two, found an old shoe. Three, four, never darken my door.
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Little Sister: He's full of cuddles, Mr. B! Can I have him?
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Little Sister: He's my NEW friend! I don't care what you say! Mine! MINE!
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