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random drama sentence starters
splattermemes:
“Can you stop thinking about yourself for once?”
“Don’t think I forgot about what you did last time.”
“I know you lied to me.”
“I’m not even sorry.”
“You backstabber!”
“I never want to see you again.”
“You never mattered to me.”
“I knew this was a bad idea.”
“Rot in hell.”
“It was supposed to be a secret!”
“No one loves me.”
“He/she/they is/are so petty…”
“You made me cry.”
“I don’t know who you are anymore.”
“How DARE you?!”
“I know you’re not talking to me…”
“I SAW you with him/her/them!”
“Just leave me alone.”
“What did you do?!”
“I told everyone that I didn’t want to talk but I’m actually dying for attention.”
“Just admit that was extra…”
“I forgive, but I don’t forget.”
“[text read thirty minutes ago]”
“Did you see what he/she/they was/were wearing?”
“There’s something I have to tell you…”
“I can’t do this anymore.”
“You weren’t there for me when I needed you the most.”
“I never loved you.”
“It’s too late.”
“Quit ignoring me.”
Yes. EEP. // dreamtcloud:
❛ I believe I may or may not have made a tactical error.
EEP. ❜
❝ RUN. ❞
UGH... // dreamtcloud:
chxinsxwed started following you
❛ Has villainy never heard of something called PERSONAL SPACE? Back off! ❜
❝ Oh, I have. ❞
❝ I JUST DON’T CARE. ❞
me, grinning as i give my friends muse for dw: >:)
inbox call while i'm on the bus u-u
❝ The multiverse is BEAUTIFUL. You don’t have to walk a universe over and EVERYTHING’S already gone to Hell by the time you’ve gotten there! ❞
GOSALYN // briilliance:
@chxinsxwed continued
“You don’t wanna know buster! I’m not just a kid, I’ll knock that stupid grin right off ya face!” Placing a foot forward, Gosalyn growled as she held both arms up in a defensive position. “I don’t know what clown you stole your scary makeup from but it ain’t gonna do squat with me!”
This guy could out-bad licorice bubblegum!
“If you’re duck enough drop the Chainsaw. Mano-a-mano. Or what can’t fight an eight-year-old without kitchen knife? ”
❝ Oh, HUMOR ME. I sure would like to hear what Darkwing Dunce’s little SIDEKICK has to threaten me with, ❞ there was a sickly sweet tone to that word, mocking and wry - THOUGH NEGADUCK HAD SOME IDEA OF THE KID’S CAPABILITIES. Or POTENTIAL, anyway. He certainly wouldn’t have sought her as a successor, otherwise... ❝ You both have such colourful vocabularly - and so much SHARP wit. ❞
❝ I have to commend you, though, this is a dangerous game you’re playing... And unsupervised too? Those are high stakes... ❞ his tone grew dangerous, familiar blades raising. ❝ But, unfortunately for your little egg-on, I play to WIN, Gosalyn Mallard. ❞
@chxinsxwed said: There were many things Negaduck indulged in. Chaos, destruction, money, vandalism, ice cream, murder, more money, chainsaws, those peak red sweaters, larceny - and speaking of, EMERALDS. By the looks of it, this sorry sap had spent a great deal of time trying to score one of the many powerful gems in this dimension. And yet, Negaduck was impressed, though the swing of rope from nowhere as he ripped the gleaming treasure from the hybrid’s hands didn’t QUITE show it. ❝ YOINK! ❞
Before he had time to even rest, the mercenary could feel the weight of an emerald leave his very palm. Confused, sweat stained his features as he scanned the surrounding area, the speed of the thief so great he almost didn’t notice them when his head tilted upwards.
From the looks of it, this guy was akin to some kind of exaggerated villain that didn’t play by any rule except their own. They also had nerve, too, for Fang the Sniper was NOT one to trifle with without caution. If Nack hadn’t felt so worn out, he may have just filled the other with lead and worry no more, but he was panting. He was trembling. His entire body was aching from hours upon hours of spelunking that even his fine white gaiters looked torn and muddy. Many knew that he was all about appearances; he would never let himself look so ragged if not for his awful day.
Still, Negaduck would not walk off like a child that only suffered a slight talking to from a parent. Instead, having climbed to his feet whilst hunched over, the jerboa-wolf placed his palm on a leather holster as he glared upward at his enemy. He figured that this freak would have something or another up his sleeve, but Fang the Sniper was also Nack Jovi Queen. He’d be ready for anything since that emerald was NOT leaving his sight.
In fact, that emerald wasn’t even going back to the Eggman Empire. The mercenary tossed that life of slavery to the trash days prior. That jewel of power was going to him and him alone, all so he may sell it to the highest bidder and profit from it just like the good old days.
Perhaps that alone was what gave Nack the energy to speak up? His snarl proved, however, that it didn’t matter if he had the energy or not; his spite already had the hate needed to break a fortress.
“Oh, youuuuuuu’ve REALLY done it now…!” He growled, teeth barred and brows furrowing at the duck. “You think YOU’RE gonna mess with ME, do ya!? Do ya even know who you’re DEALIN’ with!? I’m FANG the Sniper, buddy! NOBODY snatches MY emeralds from me an’ gets away with it, ya walkin’, talkin’, stinkin’ trash of GRIME AN’ MUCK!”
Gun withdrawn, the barrel of it pointed towards Negaduck as its wielder struggled to stand under the weight of his fatigue. Even his own aim was off as his famed gun hand struggled to remain on the bright, giant target that was the duck’s trench coat.
“GIVE. THAT. BACK. NOW!”
GOSALYN // keen-gexr:
Gosalyn almost sighed when she was promptly ignored by her father. Not surprising. Oh well, it could be far worse. She was just glad her chores were done. He didn’t need more reasons to be mad.
Deciding to try and make an effort to change that foul mood, Gosalyn began to brew a cup of coffee for him. The electric kettle seemed to be working, so that saved her the trouble of having to boil the water over a fire (maybe Megavolt was in town?). Regardless, she let the water boil and made up the coffee to be as bitter as he was. Listening to him ponder aloud about what Darkwing had that he didn’t, she couldn’t help trying to get some brownie points for herself with him. As much as she secretly rooted for DW, Negaduck was still her father.
“He’s got cutesy family, right? From all that you’ve told me, they sound real close. Why not turn them against each other and then once they’ve divided, you conquer?” She suggested as she set the coffee beside him.
The duck’s eyebrows raised in surprise at her suggestion; that certainly wasn’t a scheme he’d expected coming out of her mouth. Not that he was DISAPPROVING of such ideas, oh - no, no, no. Quite the opposite. But in his time of trying to see some sort of successor in Gosalyn, she’d proven herself nothing more than a goody-two-shoes that wouldn’t fit the bill. It was infuriating as it was almost jealousy-inducing - Dipwing HAD someone to take over his pathetic hero duties ( ENVIOUS AS HE WAS ), but Negaduck had NO ONE. This... THIS was something else.
To hear such words from his adopted daughter sent a feeling of PRIDE washing through him. Maybe she WASN’T a lost cause after all.
❝ ‘Atta girl, Gosalyn - THAT’S using the ol’ Negaverse gears! ❞ he exclaimed, grinning widely at the girl before affectionately ruffling her hair. The affection was brief, however, and he leaned back into his chair, having grabbed the coffee and staring ahead with a smirk. ❝ Such a tight knit, but all a coupla’ NUMBSKULLS. Throw in Darkwing’s incessant ego and you’ve got a recipe for good ol’ family discourse. ❞
“ They always wanna kick you when you’re down. ”
Sentence Starters: Bring Me The Horizon - Amo Album Lyrics.
“I know, right?” the boy’s chest deflated, a sigh escaping him.“I mean, it’s just teasing, and I know it shouldn’t get to me, but… it just feels like it never stops…”
Wait, Brown hues then widened and breath hitched as he realized that those words had, as a matter of a fact, not come from his own head. Dipper raised his head, cautiously looking around. “Uh–who’s there?”
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Oooo, does Negaduck have a crush on Magica?? :3
They’ll never find your body, anon.
𝓜agica:
“Little ol’me?
Well, if you promise to stick around I might consider an extra visit or two.” She paid no mind to his wandering gaze, eyes falling to the rather particular weapon of choice. While it wasn’t exactly magic, there was a rather inviting energy emitting from it.
“Is that a dimensional traveling chainsaw or are you just happy to see me?”
Holding out her arm, the witch fluttered her long eyelashes towards the yellow-wearing Mallard.
“Magica DeSpell, at your disservice.”
𝓕igures. With that introduction, she was either trying to play him or this WASN’T his Magica. Infuriating thing was, each of those possibilities was just as likely as the other, given her slippery nature. But hey, Negaduck was adaptable. He could certainly work with this clean slate... for now.
❝ Well, it is to the right people, ❞ he replied playfully with a grin, eyes half-lidded at her question though there was a flash of danger within them.
The duck straightened, ensuring his trademark chainsaw was steady before bowing, reaching out to take the other’s hand in his and kissing it gently. Couldn’t forget his MANNERS, after all -
❝ Negaduck, ❞ he replied, pulling away and standing upright. ❝ Charming chainsaw-wielding maniac. I’m sure whatever disservice you might provide would be a service to me. ❞
@briilliance || S.C.
❝ Well, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes. ❞
The look on Negaduck’s smug face was too potent to ward off as he stumbled across the witch, leaning on his dimensional chainsaw as he looked her up and down. His last set of circumstances with one MAGICA DE SPELL were certainly an adventure - a constant dance with danger full of twists and turns. Although, he had to admit - there was something different about her. With his luck, he might have stumbled across some OTHER Magica.
❝ Come here often? ❞
"YOU! You're the cause of all this!"
ʟɪʟᴏ ᴀɴᴅ sᴛɪᴛᴄʜ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀs || accepting!
❝ Oh, for the love of… don’t you idiots have anything better to do? ❞
The duck turned his head, snarling at the appearance of the newcomer. If there was one thing he HATED, it was constantly being interrupted - and this has happened too many times for his liking! Couldn’t he have some peace and quiet in his quest for dimensional domination? Would it kill them - actually, no, knowing him, it probably would. Scratch that.
❝ Can’t I pull ONE lever without some wannabe h e r o kicking down my door? ❞