Tosca: All this broken tech. We should squirrel some away for later.
Rahi: You mean...stealing The station commander wouldn't like that.
Tosca: What Commander Tibolt doesn’t know can’t harm US.
Eliminations[]
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Hey, I got Sazan! Hahahaha!
I'll melt you down to size!
It was for a good cause. Me.
Next time, try winning.
Stop flailing, it's pathetic.
Thanks for wasting my time.
The bigger they are, the harder I kill them.
Try again, lose again.
Yes! Dwell on your failure!
Launch[]
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Let's create some havoc.
Look out world, here comes Tosca!
Massive destruction! For Science!
Today: Crucible. Tomorrow: the galaxy.
Tremble, half-wits. Tosca is here.
Ugh. Nature.
Monologue[]
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OK. Let me level with you, chirt to bozo. I'm only here because I can't go home. To Chirta. My homeworld.
Great place. Acid rain, no sunlight, massive overcrowding. Paradise.
But I fell in with a bad lot. And by 'fell in', I mean 'led'. And by 'bad lot', I mean 'a bunch of back-biting traitors'.
It started out great. We decided to kill the ruling Matriarchs. As one does.
We had a plan. Take out the rulers in a single day. Poison, lasers, bombs. BOOM! Heheheh.
I did most of the tech work. Well, me and my AI flunkies. Next gen, market-disruptive, bleeding-edge death!
I thought I was sooo smart. Covered my tracks. Let other chumps take the risk. Laid low.
But someone – SOMEONE – ratted me out. An hour before the bombs went off, the Matriarch's people were bashing down my door.
Long story short, I had to beat feet. But I swore I would skin the traitor that tipped them off. Skin them and wear them as a lab coat!
So I've been bouncing around the galaxy, taking the odd gig. Science, sabotage, assassination. Plotting my revenge. As one does.
And when I heard about Crucible … Well, here's a place that could appreciate my talents.
You appreciate my talents, don't you, Bozo? 'Cause I'm still pretty good with poisons and bombs.
Pokes[]
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Ugh, go away.
STOP. PESTERING. ME.
You know what happened to my last stalker? No, you don't, because they never found the body.
Look, every second I spend talking to you is a second I'm not making any money. OR any science.
I don't do things for free. If you want my time, commission a murder. Preferably your own.
Let me update my fee sheet. Let's see. "Untraceable poison…crime scene forgery…vivisections, buy two get one free…small talk."
You know, being exiled isn't SO bad. I mean, don't get me wrong, my betrayers WILL die screaming.
But it's important for a supergenius to meet new people. Extort those people. Test my formulas on other people. And then pin the murders back on those first people.
'She blinded me with science!' Ah, I am so sick of hearing people complain about that. 'Aah, she keeps spraying poison in my eyes! Waah!'
Most people are just so basic. But that's nothing a little acid can't solve.
That's it, you're going on my list.
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For science!
Here I am.
Name's Tosca, supergenius.
Unlockable[]
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(beatboxes)
Cash up front.
Death to all idiots.
I'll melt your heart. And your bones.
Lots of people call me cute. That's how I choose my test subjects.
No time to explain!
Revenge is a dish best served in advance.
Righty tighty, lefty loser.
Space is cold, but my revenge plots keep me warm.
That's it, you're on my list.
You'll be hearing from my lawyers!
Victory[]
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Ah, you poor pitiful jerks.
Bow down, losers!
Brains and sneakiness always win!
Everyone knows I'm the best.
Hah! And I didn't even have to cheat.
Hardly even broke a sweat.
Mine! Hahahahaha!!
No shame in losing to the best. Just kidding, there's shame.
Revenge! Sweet, non-specific REVENGE!
That? That was just a warm-up.
The important thing is we all had a good ti-ahahahaha!
