Colt Muffinman Mcgrady

Both inside, and out... Other than that... everything's fine. Why do you ask?

The place is a powder keg, and we're all pretending we don't smell the smoke.

We're babysitting 5 other outposts. Everyone is one argument away from chaos.

Nothing like a front-row seat to some spontaneous deaths.

Just another day in paradise. Lost a few Lightbearers who decided to "see the light" up close.

I'm the crack shot around here, so even if you start running, you ain't getting away.

Sure, it was under et veldig ... viktig øyeblikk ... men det er en bisak.

I ate a muffin one time during basic, and now I'm stuck with it.

I'm Colt McGrady... or Muffinmannen if you've been talking to Hooty at all.

I won't be responsible for another casualty.

Don't get involved; you'll just end up like the rest.

Best keep walking; this path only leads one way.

No need for help that'll just get itself killed.

Save yourself the trouble and the risk.

I've seen enough folks vanish; don't add to the count.

Do yourself a favor and stay out of it.

No. Trust me, you don't want this weight on you.

There's a task, but it's a one-way ticket.

If you're eager to risk it all, I have something.

Help? It'll probably get you killed. Unless you're Hooty's lucky ass.

I won't stop you if you want in, but don't expect to make it back.

Got a job that's claimed better folks than you. Still want to help?

By crack shot, I obviously mean sniper... I can already hear Hooty giggling over there.