Emma/Stereotypes

	"That's me! I guess so, anyhow. Other's talk about working Magick, but that's not what I'm doing. I'm working Science. Wonderful, complex, mind blowing Science. And there's amazing beauty there."
	"Guys, just try a bit harder! Wake up to that inner spark that says 'holy crap this is all possible!' There's wondrous things over here to learn and see!"
	"Fight them with everything I have at my disposal. They came after our friends. They'd come after me if they can. This is a battle for our existence, and we're the cornered rats. Time to bite."
	"Well, I've met the fitedogs. And they're every bit as scary and dangerous as people said. And, according to others, they've genocided just about everyone who's looked at them wrong. I'm filing them under 'C' for 'Caution! Handle like eggs!'"
	"Corpses. Ugh. Kill them with fire."
	"There's some evil stuff out there; where our world got flesh eating bacteria and Sin Nombre Hanta virus, other dimensions got ravening hoards of extradimensional monsters. I'm not sure which got the better deal, but I'm sure I don't want their problems over here."
	"Mind = Blown. Who would have thought Tinkerbell would be so effing metal? All these knights and ladies and lords running around and I'm like: o.O."