Sandrone/Voice-Overs
Last updated 2026-09-11
Story
| Title and Requirements | Details |
|---|---|
| Hello | |
| Hello | I hate self-introductions. If you're supposed to know me, you'll get to know me naturally, and if you're not... why waste the time and energy? But, very well — for the sake of etiquette, I'll humor you just this once... Behold, before you stands Marionette, Seventh of the Fatui Harbingers! |
| Chat: Tea Party | |
| Chat: Tea Party | It's about time we threw another tea party, don't you think? I wonder who else is free... |
| Chat: Piano | |
| Chat: Piano | I like music. In fact, I've taught myself to play many different instruments. You don't believe me? Hah, find me a piano, and I'll show you a thing or two. |
| Chat: Meetings | |
| Chat: Meetings | Called back to the Zapolyarny Palace, again? Ugh... Seriously, what's the point in all these endless meetings!? |
| When It Rains | |
| When It Rains | ...Well, this is inconvenient. |
| After the Rain | |
| After the Rain | My flowers adore this kind of weather. |
| When Thunder Strikes | |
| When Thunder Strikes | Defensive systems... Mmhmm, operating normally. |
| When It Snows | |
| When It Snows | Ugh, time for more "snow damselettes"... |
| When the Sun Is Out | |
| When the Sun Is Out | The perfect weather for cake, strong coffee, and getting lost in a good book. |
| When the Wind Is Blowing | |
| When the Wind Is Blowing | Ugh... This skirt really wasn't made for weather like this... How in the blazes did Rosalyne use to cope? |
| Good Morning | |
| Good Morning | Good morning. Would you like a cup of coffee? It really raises the spirits. Hmm? Why would someone like me need coffee? Hah, can't a lady appreciate the taste!? |
| Good Afternoon | |
| Good Afternoon | Is it that time already? I'd better prepare some refreshments... |
| Good Evening | |
| Good Evening | Back for dinner? This isn't a canteen, you know... Ugh, forget it, you're here now, I'll have Fagio whip something up. |
| Good Night | |
| Good Night | You should get some sleep. I prefer to do my research at night — it's quieter, and there's no one around to bother me. ...What do you mean!? My sleep schedule is fine as it is, thank you very much! |
| About Sandrone: Name | |
| About Sandrone: Name | What's wrong with calling me Sandrone? Huh...? My original name? Hah... So, you really want to know? Alright, alright... I can still remember when I first opened my eyes. Alain had just finished creating me. He called me "Marionette." I tried to repeat it, to say it out loud myself, but I noticed something... complicated in his expression. Only later did I come to understand what it was — a mixture of regret and guilt. He never called me that again. Anyway, after telling me the story of the Narzissenkreuz Ordo and his sister, Alain concluded by insisting that I was free to choose my own path in life. An important part of that, he said, was deciding on my own name. For my part, I told him I was perfectly fine with the one he'd given me. "Marionette Guillotin"... Pretty unique as names go, wouldn't you say? And yet, no doubt for different reasons, the Tsaritsa ended up making "Marionette" my title as a Harbinger. Heh... Perhaps that was simply another so-called "act of fate." |
| About Sandrone: Sleep | |
| About Sandrone: Sleep | When I was first created, it seemed like too much work to find a place to lie down, so I usually just "slept" in a chair. It was only after I arrived in Snezhnaya that I grew accustomed to sleeping in beds. I have to say, after an exhausting day of dealing with my "colleagues," wearing something comfortable and hiding beneath the covers is wonderfully cozy. There's a sense of security created by my sensory system and emotional circuitry. I now know why people like to sleep in. However, beds come with their own issues — my clockwork key prevents me from sleeping on my back, and it's difficult to balance when lying on my side. The only option is to sleep face down. |
| About Us: Diary | |
| About Us: Diary | You've read my diary, so don't you think it's about time you shared some of your own secrets to even things out? Huh? Your Adventurer Handbook? Why would I want that? If I wanted to know what you do every day, I'd just get Katheryne to tell me. |
| About Us: Beliefs | |
| About Us: Beliefs | We may know each other better now, but once we arrive in Snezhnaya, we still have to follow the rules. After all, you've been fighting the Fatui since you arrived... Who knows what kind of a stir you'll cause over there. Naturally, I'll try my best not to make your life difficult. I'd appreciate it if you could do the same for me. Helping each other out based on mutual understanding — that's what companions do, right? |
| About the Stellar Linchpin | |
| About the Stellar Linchpin | It's a good fit for me — Cryo is useful. For instance, I no longer need to worry about overheating after lengthy calculations. |
| Something to Share | |
| Something to Share | With Pulonia gone, life suddenly felt a lot more difficult to navigate. That's why I created Fagio — my "Facilitatrice Automatisee Generaliste Interactive et Omnitache." She can deal with a lot of trivial tasks that I'd rather not waste my time with — and she can fight. Huh? You think her full name's too long and... hard to understand? Is that not how all working machines get their names? Alain came up with Pulonia, which stands for "Prospective Undulation Localized Observing and Investigating Automaton." I thought everyone named things that way. So, you think it's hereditary...? |
| Interesting Things | |
| Interesting Things | Outside of my research, I sometimes like to ponder metaphysical questions. Just as people from every nation have their own beliefs about death. I often hear people talking about the "afterlife," "where souls go to rest," things like that... But from the time my core was damaged fighting Il Dottore, to the time the "Stellar Linchpin" activated Alain's legacy and reactivated me, my memory is blank — completely empty. Where do mechanical constructs, "puppets," go when they die? How are our "souls" defined? Do we even have souls? There are no answers, so I always turn back to my research. But knowledge is the cornerstone of the world. I believe that as these stones continue to stack, one day their height alone will allow me to reach the answers to my doubts. |
| About Citlali | |
| About Citlali | That great shaman seems nice. Is she really very old? Still seems like she's got plenty of energy to me — though she does get a little too worked up sometimes. What do I mean? Oh, well, recently, I was talking to her about you and me going underwater to look for something... and before that, I told her you were in Nod-Krai helping Columbina get her name back... She got so animated, her face turned bright red. I wonder if it has something to do with her age... |
| About Lynette | |
| About Lynette | I don't know how she does it! That cat-girl always seems to find the weakest spot in every machine and then... beh, broken. I wish her brother would have a word with her. *sigh* Nevermind... I guess it's a talent, really. Maybe I should have her help me stress test my future creations. If my machines can't survive her curiosity, what chance do they have in battle? |
| About Alain Guillotin | |
| About Alain Guillotin | After Alain died, I put up a tombstone for him. When he was alive, he said he wanted me to write his epitaph. So I did. It wasn't difficult — list out his deeds, then pick a quote that captures the way he thought. I went with, "Regrettably, there's nothing more to say." It was something he often said. You think it sounds fatalistic? Hah, maybe to those who didn't know him. But he always said it with a smile. It wasn't resignation — he wasn't giving up. Ironically, it was almost like an expression of contentment. Like solving a mathematical problem. Death is just a silent equals sign, and he's moved to the other side of the equation. |
| About the Tsaritsa | |
| About the Tsaritsa | Even I still get bothered by the errors in my heart, but Her Majesty the Tsaritsa... How did she manage to freeze her emotions so completely? |
| About The Jester | |
| About The Jester | Always issuing orders... Somehow, the world reflected in his eyes seems farther away than it does with anyone else. The first time I saw him, I knew this world had taken too much from him. |
| About The Captain | |
| About The Captain | Everyone knows Il Capitano doesn't like to remove his mask, but it doesn't stop him from finishing his tea whenever we get together. |
| About The Doctor | |
| About The Doctor | You might want to cover your ears. I'm afraid I won't be able to control my emotions. |
| About Columbina: Annoying | |
| About Columbina: Annoying | Columbina used to drive me up the wall — to be honest, she still does. I thought life would be quieter without her around. Who knew I'd find myself getting more annoyed once she wasn't here! Ugh, it's infuriating! |
| About Columbina: Life | |
| About Columbina: Life | She's living such a happy life right now. Her family and friends are by her side, and she gets to go traveling whenever she's free... Why can't I have that kind of fortune? Oh, forget it, I'm not jealous. We all know she deserves to be happy. |
| About Arlecchino | |
| About Arlecchino | Arlecchino is a woman of her word. She acts decisively, and you can trust her to get things done. Purely from a professional standpoint, it would be nice if all my colleagues could try to emulate her. |
| About The Rooster | |
| About The Rooster | He's the chairman of the Snezhnograd Veche, though he often feels more like... its overseer. Every vote cast in the Evaluation Council affects the interests of countless factions. Reconciling so many competing concerns can only be achieved by the shrewdest of operators. Once you understand this, you start to realize just how terrifying he really is. |
| About Regrator | |
| About Regrator | You would think his relationship and dealings with Dottore would have been properly investigated from the start, right? Why did it take ten times longer for my research funds to be granted than that lunatic Dottore's? It's clear there was something shady going on! I even asked Pantalone about it to his face! He looked right at me with that stupid smile and said, "Oh my, has our Lady Sandrone finally developed an interest in finances? I can recommend a few books if you'd like — maybe you should start with '100 Phrases to Teach You Manners.'" |
| About Rosalyne | |
| About Rosalyne | She always lived for herself. She loved in her own way, and hated in her own way, too. No wonder she burned out so fast. Still, her flame shone with a unique hue until the moment it flickered into nothing. |
| About Childe | |
| About Childe | Another pain in the... well, everything. He could happily just spend his days with his brothers and sisters — why insist on becoming a Harbinger at all? And when will he get it into his thick skull that not everyone is always looking for a fight? |
| More About Sandrone: I | |
| More About Sandrone: I | Hmm? I'm not in the habit of casually sharing my life story with others. But if I'm going to open up, can we at least wait for pleasant weather and to do it over tea and cake? |
| More About Sandrone: II | |
| More About Sandrone: II | My colleagues in the Fatui might not be the ones I'd choose, but there's no denying that it's an excellent place to conduct research. The Tsaritsa is generous with her resources and funding. I'd say the equation balances out in my favor. |
| More About Sandrone: III | |
| More About Sandrone: III | It never bothered me that Alain created me to look like his sister Mary-Ann — or that he named me "Marionette." The way I see it, these are simply the consequences of my birth. Does it bother you to look like your parents, or to bear their family name? |
| More About Sandrone: IV | |
| More About Sandrone: IV | I like mathematics. A world built on formulae and logic has a kind of elegance anchored in certainty. I also like music, which is similar in many ways. I used to think playing music should be approached like a mathematical problem, balancing the notes and the beat, no space for deviation. Later, I came to realize that some minor flaws — even mistakes — during a performance can actually make the music more beautiful. A slight pause here, a sudden improvisation there... Such tiny errors are where emotion is born. Reverberations of the performer's heart, you might say. |
| More About Sandrone: V | |
| More About Sandrone: V | What the world gives, the world will take away. To live is to gain and to lose, to pick up what the world can't seize, to hold onto it amid loss and farewells, and to keep walking forward. If a person desires merely "to live," is that too insignificant a wish? Just like someone saving the world solely to "save themselves" — is such a reason too simple? To live, to feel, to witness. And then one day, perhaps those things the world cannot take away will grow numerous enough to shake it to its core. |
| Sandrone's Hobbies | |
| Sandrone's Hobbies | Besides music, machines, and mathematics, I also enjoy horticulture... when conditions allow. I like to document the process as my plants grow and flourish. Most of them require little intervention — they're independent, resilient. I used to believe I was the same. |
| Sandrone's Troubles | |
| Sandrone's Troubles | Every time I see a fluffy little animal, I just wanna pick it up and give it a big hug... but most animals don't like machines, so they always run away when they see me. Hey! Don't look at me like that! I don't want your pity. So what if I can't hug them? It's not... it's not that big of a deal... |
| Favorite Food | |
| Favorite Food | Thanks to this body, I don't suffer from allergies or indigestion, so food is purely a matter of pleasure for me. But if I had to choose... Hmm, I think I like small, dainty pastries most of all. Just looking at their exquisite shape brings joy to my heart — it's a one-two punch for the eyes and soul. |
| Least Favorite Food | |
| Least Favorite Food | I don't like greasy, spicy food. It's got nothing to do with taste — it's just hard to keep the smell from clinging to my clothes. It's very inelegant for a lady. |
| Receiving a Gift: I | |
| Receiving a Gift: I | Hmm... Oh, I—I'll do you a favor and listen to how you prepared this. Perhaps I can give you a few pointers. It would be unladylike to let the opportunity go to waste. |
| Receiving a Gift: II | |
| Receiving a Gift: II | Oh? That's not half bad. I'll have to return the favor next time we get together for tea. |
| Receiving a Gift: III | |
| Receiving a Gift: III | Ugh... Fagio, I have something for you to clean up. |
| Birthday | |
| Birthday | Hmph. Here, take this. I wouldn't normally give these out, but today's a special day — it marks the day you came into the world. I invited Arlecchino and Columbina, plus a few shared friends. I even baked a special cake for the occasion... so you'd best look forward to it. |
| Feelings About Ascension: Intro | |
| Feelings About Ascension: Intro | Calculation underway. |
| Feelings About Ascension: Building Up | |
| Feelings About Ascension: Building Up | Inputting variables... |
| Feelings About Ascension: Climax | |
| Feelings About Ascension: Climax | Progress is smooth. |
| Feelings About Ascension: Conclusion | |
| Feelings About Ascension: Conclusion | Deconstructing the very order of things. Bet you're impressed with me now? Hahaha... |
Combat
| Title | Details |
|---|---|
| Elemental Skill | |
| Elemental Skill | Take a break. |
| C'mon, keep up. | |
| How tiresome. | |
| Hmph. | |
| Hehe... | |
| Pick up the pace. | |
| Elemental Burst | |
| Elemental Burst | Let's test my hypothesis. |
| A spot of teatime entertainment. | |
| Hmph, what a joke. | |
| Sprint Start | |
| Sprint Start | |
| Deploying Wind Glider | |
| Deploying Wind Glider | |
| Opening Treasure Chest | |
| Opening Treasure Chest | Huh? All that work for this? |
| So, what's inside? N—Not that I care! | |
| Certainly went out of your way for this, didn't you? It's all yours. | |
| Low HP | |
| Low HP | Fagio! Are you good to go on? |
| Victory is in the balance... | |
| Every battle has its twists! | |
| Ally at Low HP | |
| Ally at Low HP | Hey! Are you still with us? |
| Be careful! I only know how to fix machines! | |
| Fallen | |
| Fallen | Were my calculations... unsound...? |
| This tea party... is over... | |
| Regrettably... there's nothing more to say... | |
| Light Hit Taken | |
| Light Hit Taken | Hands off. |
| How rude. | |
| Heavy Hit Taken | |
| Heavy Hit Taken | You'll regret that...! |
| Got a death wish? | |
| Joining Party | |
| Joining Party | Time to verify my formulae. |
| Let me help you out. | |
| Let's go, Fagio. | |
| Character Idles (Note: Chat & Weather voice-over can also be heard as idles.) | |
| Character Idles (Note: Chat & Weather voice-over can also be heard as idles.) | Sandrone does not feature any Character Idles Voice-Overs. |
| Light Attack | |
| Light Attack | |
| Mid Attack | |
| Mid Attack | |
| Heavy Attack | |
| Heavy Attack | |
| Climbing | |
| Climbing | |
| Climbing Breath | |
| Climbing Breath | |
| Jumping | |
| Jumping |
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