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Bölüm - 1

Oyun : The Witcher 3 Çeviriler için izlemeniz Video URL : https://youtu.be/fcd8SPOx9iI

G: What are you talking about.*

L: Samovila contract Eskel got a while back. Good story.*

E: Finish it in a minute. First, some more fuel.*

G: Ooooh… Now, that’s a kick in the liver. What is it?*

L: “The Gauntlet” – equal parts spirit and White Gull. What’s that look about? Yen’s gone to bed, time for some serious drinking.*

E: Damn straight. Pour us another. Bottoms up!*

G: So, what’s this about a samovila?*

E: Snared this peasant in her dance. Instead of being happy he escaped with his life, yokel fell head over heels in love. Wanted me to trap her. Turned him down, so he tried it on his own, with a fishing net. Bet you they’re still dancing a mazurka in some fallow field. *

L: Great story. With a moral, too!*

G: Really? What’s that?*

L: Stay away from dangerous women.*

G: Will you ever lay off Yen?*

L: Yeah. Soon as I trust her.*

E: You’d brave a fire for her… Whereas she plays you like a cheap fiddle. Way it’s always been.*

G: Listen you two goddamn relationship experts. Neither of you’s been with a sorceress… *

E: For good reason…*

L: Fine, leave pretty boy alone before he gets grumpy. Already has that pouty look on his face. Can’t stand it. Drink up, Geralt. To you and Yen – happily ever after!*

L: Brr… Colder’n up an ice giant’s ass in here. Gentlemen, I shall return. Gotta go drain the dragon. *

G: You and Lambert get along?*

E: In a way… I’ve learned not to talk to him about certain things. *

G: Guessing that’s quite a list. *

E: It is.*

L: Hullo, young’uns! Got your own little carnival going, eh? Alcohol, my good men, is a witcher’s worst enemy!*

G: Where’d you dig up that bonnet?*

L: Vesemir’s trunk. The height of fashion in 1112! Old man probably put it on when courting! Or, in the jargon of the time, “wooing the damsels.” Men, a witcher’s life is not all cards and liquor. It is toil, it is labor. No gurgling babes to wean for us, nay, not for us.*

E: Alright, one Vesemir’s enough. Take that off before you get it dirty… And pour.*

L: Oh, I’ll pour Eskel. I’ll pour. To the brim. ‘Cause without vodka, you’re as stiff as a bookkeeper in a body cast. *

Bölüm - 2

Oyun : Talos Principle

NAVE: I'm sorry if this is another stupid question, but what are cats? They are mentioned a lot in the archive documents and even in some stories and I have no idea what they are.*

D0G: I don't know but I bet they were awful.*

401: LOL*

NAVE : ???*

FRANKENSTEIN: They were a type of pet, Nave. Small animals that people kept as companions or as food.*

MRMULCIBER: Cats seem to have represented a bit more than that to our ancestors. One might go so far as to say they were obsessed with them. What's strange about this is that more than half the references I can find to this species describe them as arrogant, aloof, and frequently quite destructive. At the same time they were apparently considered funny, cute and loveable. Cats were considered both foolish and devious, graceful and goofy, a nuisance and a comfort. For a long time I was baffled by this contradiction, but I've come to believe that our ancestors saw in cats a reflection of the paradoxical nature of their own existence.*

GARRETT: I saw a cat in Elohim's world once. Really. This is not a joke.*

KAIJU: No way.*

Bölüm - 3

Oyun : Talos Principle

The human brain is a machine for coming to conclusions; if it cannot come to conclusions it is rusty. When we hear of a man too clever to believe, we are hearing of something having almost the character of a contradiction in terms. It is like hearing of a nail that was too good to hold down a carpet; or a bolt that was too strong to keep a door shut. Man can hardly be defined, after the fashion of Carlyle, as an animal who makes tools; ants and beavers and many other animals make tools, in the sense that they make an apparatus. Man can be defined as an animal that makes dogmas. As he piles doctrine on doctrine and conclusion on conclusion in the formation of some tremendous scheme of philosophy and religion, he is, in the only legitimate sense of which the expression is capable, becoming more and more human. When he drops one doctrine after another in a refined scepticism, when he declines to tie himself to a system, when he says that he has outgrown definitions, when he says that he disbelieves in finality, when, in his own imagination, he sits as God, holding no form of creed but contemplating all, then he is by that very process sinking slowly backwards into the vagueness of the vagrant animals and the unconsciousness of the grass. Trees have no dogmas. Turnips are singularly broad-minded.*

Bölüm - 4

Oyun : Kingdom Come Deliverance

Ode To Woman*

Ode To Woman
Woman is the root of sin,
And yet of virtuous deeds again.
In Eden it was woman’s deed,
To pluck the apple from the tree.

To murderous wrath she gives birth,
Leaving no peace on this earth.
Wounds inflicted by swords,
Cut less deep than sly women’s words.

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