Jhin Voice Lines (English)

Art is such a fickle thing.

The ecstasy of opening night.

This is my love.

Hahahaha! WAAH! Hahahaha!

Your people mistake loudness for import.

I get nervous before every performance, but I need that feeling.

Symmetry is so boring.

I offer an exclusive service. You'll find I murder the competition.

If I get this outfit dirty, I'm going to be so annoyed.

When you speak, I don't hear God. I hear an idiot pabbling.

I have a thirst for melodrama.

The essence of a thing is found only in its absence.

Your story is revenge with guns and ghosts. How draw?

Ha ha!

What sweet sadness is killing?

I swear each performance is the last, but I lie every time.

You wanted to kill me back then didn't you? You will learn art cannot be killed.

There is such a thing as too much gold, my dear.

I orchestrate death.

Red is a primary color.

I will not suffer this ugliness.

I am the singer without a voice, the dancer without legs.

smiles and screams I bring both.

Three!

Each bullet is a song.

AHHH!

Your final scene begins.

My audience awaits.

You lack imagination.

I couldn't miss your performance.

You shout and throw me shutties, how quaint.

Dance for me!

Sublime!

O Peter that's all Square Dash!

Alright.

Your father was a merciful man. Only his failure will be remembered.

I am misunderstood. Beauty can't be evil.

Life has no meaning, but your death shall.

Yes, the gun is ironic.

The storm is in their hearts, I call them.

I find your work very, very obvious.

Your work will be forgotten. I am ahead of my time.

REARHH!! REEECharlie Again one of the LOTES

There is nothing for me, but this.

I shall choreograph this affair.

you should learn the power of silence.

Killing you will be one of my finest works.

An understudy can't upstitch me.

Art requires a certain cruelty.

It's very simple, and I shoot. They dance.

Bliss comes only in the moment before I fire.

When they find you, they will cry.

Step out of my light, they call it background music.

AHH!

You belong in the shadows. No audience could love you.

I feel inspired.

Darling.

AHHH!

The stage is set.

AHHH!

Smile! Everyone is watching!

Break a leg. Oh, break a leg. Ah, delightful. I do cut myself up.

They're gonna live until they die.

I always execute with style.

Beauty is pain.

This passion compels me.

I want to feel everything. The gun makes it so I do.

Sometimes silence is loud.

Ionian footwear, sadly so obvious.

The end is important in all things.

I like a violent composition.

The composition needs something.

heart shall blossom from your fear.

Center Stage!

Art must exist beyond reason.

These were clearly designed by a caveman.

Now that is what I want to see.

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There is art here waiting.

I provide catharsis for my clients and my victims.

My dear countryman, you remind me how little our culture has advanced.

No poet's words could match my craft.

You will learn what beauty truly is.

The world is cruel. It doesn't have to be ugly.

Death should never be quick. It should be an opera.

No

Your final scene begins.

I love you!

Mmm, the ecstasy of killing.

Prepare for your finale.

Through my work, you shall transcend.

Each bullet will be a dance.

My clients, expect the best.

the always enchanting tale of star-crossed lovers.

My work asks questions. It never has answers.

I prefer my equipment to make a bang.

You have mediocrity. My genius has supplant you.

their puppets, I pull their strings, and then they dance.

My talent justifies all actions.

This performance needs more SaaS.

If a detection isn't good enough.

That hat is ridiculous now. Who let you wear that horrible thing?

HUH

Three.

I rehearse this.

The work is what matters.

You have too many lines.

FOR!

Do you think you can stop my performance?

but a terrible arrangement.

Smiles, everyone. Smiles.

No. Mostly transformations than the cannot Oh

Your father's death denied me a performance. You will be his stand-in.

Your life had no value before me.

Gold is my power color.

Start the music, I will make them dance.

You inspire me.

An icon doesn't have to explain himself.

You only understand harmony. Discord is required for contrast.

One.

My genius will be understood eventually.

Death is certain, but killing doesn't have to be ugly.

Ahahahaha!

Places, please.

Here's the thing, I don't need your God. I need more time for my production.

There is no drama in a peaceful death.

It's so difficult to work under these conditions.

Hah!

HUH!

It is by my will alone. I set my mind in motion.

I have risen from the filth and muck. I am the Lotus Blossom. I am beauty.

Watch my puppets dance.

Our performance begins.

I envy silence because I must be loud.

One!

I am avant-garde. You are stuck in the past.

I've outdone myself this time.

places everyone places.

You've awoken something deep inside me.

This would be easier if blood came in more colors.

And now, the curtain rises.

Divine.

Face the crowd and bleed for them.

with my technique killing blooms into artwork.

I will bring them an opera of death.

I cannot be good. I must be perfection.

My theater is the mind.

Fabulous!

It hurts so good.

They will dance, they will sing, they will die.

But before you ask, yes, your whole ensemble makes you look fat. Very fat.

I do prefer my work to have a brisk tempo.

Let's start the show.

ARGH!

I do what others will not, let alone its innovation.

You will perform.

Heheheheh Hehehehahaha

Only perfection is acceptable.

I knew he would find her mark eventually.

I suppose I must make do with this tardry setting.

I remember your father. He thought he could censor me.

I serve a discerning clientele.

Wait for your cue, you're only here to herald my entrance.

So many guns are lacking in meaning or artistry.

I must wait until the composition is perfect.

Sing for me.

This art is a compulsion. I cannot resist it.

transcendent.

Art should terrify.

that delightful moment before the curtain goes up.

Right on kill.

which is the lie, the mask on my face.

You can take my soul if you're shut up.

I will make you famous.

One, two, three, four. Two, two, three, four.

The trigger on a loaded weapon, it whispers for us to act.

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This is my calling.

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The Noxian invasion should be a wake-up call. We need more elaborate productions.

I live for the applause. You will die for it.

The moment before the shot is painful.

Clearly you've never performed in Ionia.

This is your curtain call.

You were wrong to kill your master. I needed him for this performance.

HUH!

Who?

Not sure I needed another mask, but oh well.

I have been planning your final performance for a very long time.

Why would anyone listen to a creature so ugly?

You helped lock me away. You tried to stop my work. My heart cannot be contained.

every element must be in place.

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Happiness is a warm gun.

I will touch your heart.

TWO!

My critics are usually short-lived.

I love to perform, but I hate crowds.

Rapid fire? Where's the drama in that?

I remember your master. He was worth remembering.

AHHHHH! AHHH! AHHH! AHHH!

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The stage has been left behind, but I shall elevate it.

Only to the audience do I show my true face.

Mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm Mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm

I've been asked to do so many boring performances in your nation.

Only my actions will make you memorable.

We all wear masks. Mine are just better crafted.

They call me mad, all artists are mad.

I never heard anyone. It is the performance that kills.

The face of your killer is identical to mine.

I thought diamonds were a girl's best friend.

I am at my best only during the performance.

How in elegant your words are. Surely a fool wrote your script.

Wonderful.

heart is worth the pain.

I suppose you embody a primitive minimalism, but you lack my technique.

A costume, some makeup, a spray of blood.

Your war was an impressive production, but it lacked soul.

AHHH! HEH! HEH! HEH! HEH! HEH!

How can we make this fresh?

Prepare for your finale.

Each bullet is a piece of my soul. Each shot is a piece of me.

A ghost your nation is.

I am pure. My work is pure.

If I keep getting interrupted, how can I be expected to work?

It is only when the gun fires that I am alive.

In carnage, I bloom like a flower in the dawn.

Delightful!

I inspire action.

Your finale will be a duet.

Your music lacks the cruelty of a masterpiece.

I wonder what they think when they see me.

Precious.

Everyone wears a mask. I just chose to create my own.

Noxian Street killing as a sport. It is an art!

Behind every mask is another mask.

I can't live without the euphoria of performance.

Breathe in the atmosphere.

You will be beautiful.

You will be poetry.

I am enslaved this passion.

The show never ends!

I have elaborate plans for you.

Inspired.

I was paid to put on a killer show.

Until they stop me, I will keep going.

Shall we dance?