Dear "Hot-blooded man"

Does your elevated plasma temperature result in increased erythrocytic necrosis? If that is indeed the case, how do you solve the problem of decreased oxygen flow to your synaptic tissue?

--Lieutenant Commander Data

Ethryowhatnow? Look, I don't know what the big idea using words like that, but I can tell you that my body works just fine when it comes to my burning blood. If you are a true man, then the power of your soul will fortify your vessels with the ability to take blood burning as hot as at the birth of the universe!

I bet you never realized that, did you? It's actually our secret weapon against opponents in hand-to-hand combat. If we get cut, we can use our blood (which is highly pressurized as a result of its hot-bloodedness) as a scalding attack while we prepare to launch a counter-attack.

Similarly, when piloting mecha, hot-bloodedness helps reduce stress on the engine, as the mechs frequently have coupling devices to draw energy directly from the pilot. Check your mech's user manual to confirm how your mech does this. Captain Bright called it the power of Newtypes, but in reality, any man can achieve this if he is dedicated enough. Sorry, Emma, you'll never be a good pilot.

Hey Captain Bright!

If money is the root of all evil, who is this Satan fellow and why is he so unoriginal?

-Confused Philosopher

Money isn't the root of all evil, it's cowardice! When a man, faced with a problem, chooses to run away from his challenges, that is what causes all the problems in the world. Simply man up and accept what you've done wrong, and that will stop what causes all the conflicts and drama that ruins peoples' lives.

And Satan is just a story meant to scare children into doing the right thing. If anything, he is the demon of regrets and guilt that resides within each of us.

Commander,

I am glad to see that you are raising the morale of the people of earth. Let the following speech bring manly tears to those earth-loving eyes:

Fellow Earth Federation citizens! I appeal to you all. Zeon is exhausted! It is low on troops! Low on ships, weapons, and even ammunition! Why then should we surrender? Dear fellow citizens, our true enemy is no longer Zeon but our own weak leaders. Hiding behind some notion of --

You! Stop right there! I've heard this speech before, and you're simply trying to pull yourself out of the blame. I cannot stand for this, especially after what you've done to me! Oh, what's that? You don't remember? Let me refresh your memory:

That's right, you tricked me. You low down dirty scoundrel. You took the absolute heights of the human spirit, the very essence of the male soul and you stomped it into the dirt, smacked it around and smashed it! For that, I will follow you through the gates of hell and make sure you get what you deserve!

So save all this talk about "Sieg Zeon" or "Zeon is exhausted," because your pretty words won't work on me. Here, I will expose you for the fraud that you are. Look, the man promised he could remove the pixels from this image and give me what a man truly desires. Instead, I get this:

This is not what a man must see. In fact, it's the worst torture you could possibly put a man through.

You destroyed our base, and now you are looking to expose us? We cannot have this. *bang*

Ugh, I can't believe you shot me...

Why is that?

Because you're already dead. Well, now that he's done with, I think I need to rest for a bit. Hey Simon, I really don't want to have to say this, but...

Sayonara, little buddy.

Hey, mysterious new guy!

Do you have any smoked cheese?

-Churuya-san