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Ideas for dialouge

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Post your ideas for potential dialouge in the game.

Heavy loses to tycho
(Heavy points his finger like a gun at Tycho)
tycho: Oh please threatening me with your invisible gun is not -
Heavy: POW!
(Tycho's head explodes)
Strong Bad: I may be a bit in over my head with this...
Max: Do it again! Do it again!

Edit: A competition to decide on the best suggested dialouge is now in progress. Here's the rules

1. You can nominate up to two snippets.
2. You cannot nominate yourself.
3. the top 5-10 willl be put into a poll and the a winner will be decided by puplic vote.
4. Their is no tangible reward for this contest. It's just a bit of fun. But maybe if Telltale takes notice...

P.S. You can nominate my enteries. Just saying ;)
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  • Max: Read em and weep: 3 dispencers and 2 Divs.
    Strong Bad: Aw crap! All I got was 2 Skunkapes, a Homsar, a Scout and a lousy Monkey Dude!

    Heavy: You may have outsmarted me Rabbit but let's see you outsmart Boolet! (Picks up Sasha)
    Max: (Takes out Luger) Oh boy! It's just like my dad's poker games when I was young.

    Telltale Games logo

    Then some other logos to accompany the Telltale Games logo

    Shot of a dark room with an empty table, a light shining on the table. Then Strong Bad takes a seat, followed by Max and Tycho.

    STRONG BAD: Let's do this.

    Fade to black


    Shot of heavy furiously putting a rock on the table.



    Tycho: So, Exactly Who are you?
    Heavy: I am Heavy Weapons Guy. But my teammates call me Heavy.
    Tycho: They got that right.

    Strong Bad: So, Max, what's your favorite game?
    Max: I like the one where I pick up random pedestrians and drive recklessly through the city and drop them off at God knows where.
    Strong Bad: You mean Taxi Driver? That's a cool video game, man!
    Max: Whoa, who said anything about video games?

    Tycho: Don't you ever put on clothes, Max?
    Max: I'm a wild animal. I'm supposed to be naked. It's expected of me.
    Tycho: Is that a no?
    Max: Not really.

    Heavy: Where does little bunny keep his gun?
    Max: That's none of your damn business. And don't call me a bunny!
    Heavy: Aw, he's so cute when he's mad.
    Max: Grrr...

    I was just thinking of opening cutscenes for the diffrent characters:

    Sam and Max are relaxing in the office (I.e. trying to shoot a fly) when...
    I got it! I got it!
    (Sam shoves max out the window)
    Sam: Yeah? Uh'uh? Maybe? It's for you Max.
    (Sam hands the phone to Max who's hanging out the window.)
    Max: Yes? Right... With a flamethrower... I'm there.
    Sam: Who was it? The Comisioner?
    Max: Better. I've been invited to an interdimensional poker tournemt!
    Sam: Why? You don't have any money.
    Max: I don't but there's all that gold in fort knox just going to waste.
    Sam: Gambling our nations financial security on games of chance, the greatest American tradition!

    Tycho's Opening
    (Phone Rings)
    Gabe: Hello? Tycho, dude, it's for you.
    Tycho: Yes? Yes? Yes? Hell No! Oh, alright. (he hangs up)
    Gabe: Who was it?
    Tycho: Some dude invited me to a poker tournament.
    Gabe: Who's playing?
    Tycho: A sociopathic rabbit, a Russian Soldier, and some kind of wrestleman.
    Gabe: All right, have fun. You poor bastard.
    Tycho: What?
    Gabe: Nothing.

    Engineer: We just recived order that one of us has to attend a Texas hold 'em poker tornement.
    Scout: How 'bout Spy. He plays cards.
    Spy: Non! I play Baccharach, not your stupid "Look at me maintain a straight face for 5 hours" game.
    Scout: How about the Pyro. He/she/it has an incredible poker face.
    Engineer: Don't you remember what happened the last time we tried "Go Fish" with him?
    Scout: Oh yeah... got it mixed up with an ouigi board and somehow managed to channel the spirit of Thomas Jefferson.
    Engineer: The rest of that night is something that still haunts my dreams.
    (Heavy enters)
    Heavy: What are you talking about?
    Engineer: Poker tornument.
    Heavy: Will there be sandviches?
    Scout: I guess...
    Heavy: COUNT ME IN!

    Strong Bad
    Strong Bad: Hello? Yes? Okay, Count me in.
    Strong Sad: Who was it?
    Strong Bad: Some idiot invited me to a poker tournament.
    Strong Sad: Are you going?
    Strong Bad: I don't know. What else is there to do?
    Strong Sad: I could read you some of the poetry I've written.
    Strong Bad: Okay, I'm going.

    To name a few from the speculation thread.
  • Tycho: Hey, Strong Bad?
    Strong Bad: Yeah?
    Tycho: How do you play poker with boxing gloves on?
    *strong bad's eyebrows are lowered*
    Strong Bad: Max, after this hand, can I borrow your gun?
    Max: I wouldn't recommend using it. You don't know where that gun's been.
    Strong Bad: Where has it been?
    Max: None of your damn buisness.
  • Heavy: Sandvich, anyone?
    Strong Bad: No, thank you.
    Max: No.
    Tycho: No.
    Heavy: Hooray, More For ME! Om Nom Nom Nom

    Strong bad: So, Max... If you're here, then's where's Sam?
    Max: He's at home running the country for me.
    Strong Bad: Can you ask Sam if he'll make a law which requires all extremely hot women to be within fifty feet of me and my awesomeness?
    Max: That depends on whether or not I win.

    Strong Bad: So, where exactly are we?
    Tycho: We're at the inventory. This is an exclusive club, where all video game characters either take a break between games, or drown their sorrows when their series end.
    Max: He's telling the truth. Me and Sam were regulars here for five years before Telltale gave us our big break. Real Shame about Bernard, though. He was such a nice guy.
  • Tycho's victory

    (Gabe is sitting on the couch when the Cheat land on his lap)
    Tycho: I won us a new pet from a wrestle man.
    Gabe: Awsome, maybe this one woun't barf all over the rug.
    Div: I heard that!
    Tycho: Also, are fully automatic miniguns illegal in this state?
    Gabe: I think so..
    Tycho: Then Sasha's all yours. Now If you'll excuse me this Luger and I have a date with a certain Mr. Franzibald.

    Heavy's victory

    Scout: What's all this crap?
    Heavy: My winnings from cards last night.
    Scout: Can I have this Luger?
    Heavy: Sure take it. Is too small anyway.
    Scout: What's this squeaky thing?
    Heavy: He is my new teddy bear.
    (The Cheat gulps)
    (Scout picks up FF2000)
    Scout: What's this hunk of junk.
    Heavy: Not sure.
    (A BLU Spy attempts to backstab Heavy but the FF2000 leaps at him.)
    (Asorted screams and mechanical whiring)
    Heavy: Fruit F[BLEEP]r is credit to team!
    (Scout barfs.)
  • Max's victory
    Max: I'm back, sam! I won!
    Sam: Sweet Gamblin' Jesus in a rap album! What did you win?
    Max: Want a Fully-Automatic MiniGun?
    Sam: Aw, Max. You know just what I want.
    Max: I also got a new pet. He's specially trained to gnaw faces off.
    The Cheat: Meh meh meh mezemeh!
    Sam: Aw, he's adorable. And he should be able to help us with our rat problem.
    Max: I also got something called an F-F-2000.
    Sam: What does it do?
    Max: You... don't want to know.

    Strong Bad's Victory
    Strong Bad: I'm back from the poker game. And I won!
    Strong Mad: HOLY CRAP!
    Strong Sad: What did you win?
    Strong Bad: Let's see.. Fully automatic minigun... I think I'll sell it to Bubs for video game cash. And... a luger... I'll keep that as a "prop" for the next Dangeresque movie. And.. an F-F-2000. I'll give this to Homestar . It's rather... unpleasant.
  • I'd like to see how Max reacts to his head being worn as a hat.
  • Strong Bad Victory(This would never happen, but I think it would be awesome):
    SB:Holy crap! I won the tournament!
    SS:What did you win?
    SB:This huge minigun, a Luger, and some watch. You can have it, not my style.
    SS: Thanks.
    (Gabe comes in, beats SS up and takes watch.)
    SB: What...the...crap. That was awesome.
  • Strong Bad: Okay, I'm outtta chips so it looks like I'm ganna have to bet this thing.
    (puts a bound and gaged Homestar on the table)
    Max: What does it do?
    Strong Bad: Speaks gibberish and prances like amoron all day.
    Max: I've beeen looking for a new secretery of sports.
    Homestar: (muffled) Yay!
  • guybrush20X6;374789 said:
    Strong Bad: Okay, I'm outtta chips so it looks like I'm ganna have to bet this thing.
    (puts a bound and gaged Homestar on the table)
    Max: What does it do?
    Strong Bad: Speaks gibberish and prances like amoron all day.
    Max: I've beeen looking for a new secretery of sports.
    Homestar: (muffled) Yay!

    Strong Bad: Aw crumbs, outta chips. Gonna have to bet this thing then.
    (puts homestar on table)
    Tycho: What does it do?
    Strong Bad: Speaks gibberish and prances like a moron all day.
    Tycho: Alright, I need another guy to molest.
    Strong Bad: Wait, what?
    Tycho: Nothing...
  • Heavy, when losing a hand: (distressed "ENTIRE HAND IS BABIES!"
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