[rawrmeansmemes]

SPIDER-MAN ( 2002 ) SENTENCE STARTERS

Remember, with great power comes great responsibility. 

You don’t trust anyone, that’s your problem.

I’m not like you. You’re a murderer.

I chose my path, you chose the way of the hero. 

Go web! Fly! Up, up, and away web! Shazaam! Go! Go! Go web go! Tally ho.

Uh… I said… he asked me what I thought about you.

If somebody said it was a happy little tale… if somebody told you I was just your average ordinary guy, not a care in the world… somebody lied.

Misery, Misery, Misery, that’s what you’ve chosen.

I offered you friendship and you spat in my face. 

If you had not been so selfish, your little girlfriend’s death would have been quick and painless, but now that you’ve really pissed me off, I’m gonna finish her nice and slow. 

But not you? I tried to stop it, I couldn’t stop it.

Not everyone is meant to make a difference.

You coulda taken that guy apart! Now he’s gonna get away with *my* money!

I missed the part where that’s my problem.

I want you to know, that I will always be there for you; I will always be there to take care of you. I promise you that. I will always be your friend.

I can’t help thinking about… the last thing I said to him. He tried to tell me something important, and I threw it in his face.

You loved him. And he loved you. He never doubted the man you’d grow into; how you were meant for great things. You won’t disappoint him.

You mess with one of us, you mess with all of us.

Change? Yep. BIG change.

Don’t make me look ugly.

I don’t know. Whatever it is, it’s something I never felt before.

They’re crap. Crap, crap, megacrap. I’ll give you two hundred bucks for all of ‘em.

It is not. I resent that. Slander is spoken. In print, it’s libel.

Sorry I’m late. Work was murder.

You have a knack for saving my life. I think I have a superhero stalker.

He doesn’t want to be famous? Then I’ll make him infamous.

If I’m lucky, I’ll become half of what he is. So just keep your mouth shut about stuff you don’t understand!

Dresses like a spider, he looks like a bug, we should all just give him one big hug…

The one thing they love more than a hero is to see a hero fail.

If we can get a picture of Julia Roberts in a thong, we can certainly get a picture of this weirdo.

They’re all beautiful, until they’re snarling after your trust fund like a pack of ravening wolves.

And the Lord said, “Let there be light.” And voilà! There is light. Forty soft, glowing watts of it.

Good boy. God will be thrilled, just don’t fall on your ass.

He’s a criminal that’s who he is! A vigilante! A public menace! What’s he doing on MY front page?

No matter what I do, no matter how hard I try, the ones I love will always be the ones who pay.

Sorry I’m late, it’s a jungle out there; I had to beat an old lady with a stick to get these cranberries.

A word to the “not-so-wise” about your little girlfriend. Do what you need to with her, then broom her fast.

Gee, did I really say that?

Well… to each his own.

Let me buy you a cheese-burger - sky’s the limit, up to seven dollars and eighty-four cents.

I can’t… tell you… everything; I mean, there’s so much to tell…

They said I need acting lessons. Can you believe that? A soap opera told me I need acting lessons.

I was in the neighborhood. I needed to see a friendly face. I took two buses and a cab to get in the neighborhood, but…

[claymeleon]

gcpdboyscout:

Jim smiled, watching Basil drop down to be closer to the dog. “He was confiscated at a raid. Him and a handful of cats. I didn’t want to see him go to the pound. I took him to the vet and got him checked out and all his shots.” The detective was thrilled to see Basil look and sound happy.

“He doesn’t have a name yet.”

Basil snickered and pulled the dog up into his chest before squinting up at Jim. “Hope you don’t think this will keep me out of trouble indefinitely,” he teased in good humor.

“No name, huh? I get to name him then?” He asked as he rested his chin atop the puppy’s head.

[claymeleon]

Zsasz is threatening my eyebrows. He wants to make me look more like him. As if the bald thing wasn’t enough.

[claymeleon]

Brian McManamon is a precious cinnamon roll. 

[claymeleon]

@azsaszin

“Now this is… interesting….”

It’s like looking into a mirror of himself. A mirror wearing different clothes and  there is something just a little not quite Zsasz about his replica. A less…. murderous… reflection? “Start e x p l a i n i n g..”

Interesting? Yes the few individuals he’d imitated who’d actually run into him. Interesting was one thing to say. Most freaked out.

“I---am---your alibi!” Basil laughed, much to cheerful for Zsasz. “Paid for by Mr. Nygma of course.” He talked with animated gestures of his hands as if it was the most obvious explanation. “Guess you’ve got a pretty tricky job to pull, yeah? Well two is better than one wouldn’t y’say? Cops can’t arrest you if you----me-you---is seen by them---the police. Catch my drift? Riddler seems pretty keen you don’t get caught on this one. Great idea yeah?” 

Of course he hadn’t actually explain who---or what he was but Basil seemed to let things like that slip his mind. “Y’got anything to eat before we start?”

[claymeleon]

Basil give us your best imitation from someone from FRIENDS.

[twofacedharveydent]

You okay? You look kind of hinky… Never better.

[claymeleon]

@gcpdboyscout

Jim opened the door, grinning a little as Basil came inside. “Thanks for grabbing dinner.” He took the pizza from the other man’s hands and set them on the coffee table. “Come here.” He grabbed Basil’s arm and tugged him toward the kitchen.

“Surprise.”

Basil started to protest when Jim took the pizza away. The other man knew how much Basil liked to eat. Needed to eat. Yet clearly that could wait because Jim seemed rather excited. 

“I’m coming. I’m---oh.” Basil cut off to grin and immediately moved to kneel down by the small dog. Falling back on his butt when the dog came up to lick his face, Basil burst out laughing. Real laughter. Not just his snickering and chuckling when he did something to tease Jim or make some inappropriate comment. “You---ha---you really did it! Got us a dog,” he chortled as he tried to escape the series of dog kisses. 

[claymeleon]

[text] Hey Basil. Where are you?[text] I have a present for you.

[text] Out getting a bite to eat.

[text] Want me to come back to your place?

[claymeleon]

Who knew you could buy your own Clayface!?

[claymeleon]

ascendanciies:

“ Because the past is no longer IMPORTANT. I am the one who turned you into the wonderful being you are today, Basil. And no, it’s FAR from being a kink. ”

“Can you blame a guy for being curious?” Basil asked, perking a brow. While he was not at all ungrateful for being brought back and with extraordinary abilities, he was ever curious about his former life all the same. “Yes. Yes you did do just that. Last I heard you’d been locked up, nice to see you out and about.”

[ascendanciies]

prevailinglight replied to your post

My basil only half-jokingly refers to him as his dad XD

Half-jokingly?

[claymeleon]

EEHHHH. Well not like I remember who my father actually is and you’ve called me your son. Maybe you’re just kinky like that. Who am I to judge?

[claymeleon]

gcpdboyscout:

Jim watched his twin curiously as the other man stood, stumbling over to drop down beside him. “Hm..well..” The former detective wasn’t quite certain how to respond. “I mean.. you’re not really me..” God Jim must be more lonely than he thought he was. Right now, it sounded like a pretty damn good idea. 

“Why not?” He sat up and reached for the bottle to refill his glass, although another drink was probably that last thing on Earth he needed. “Come on, what about you? You can make yourself look like anything and anyone. You could quite literally, have anyone you wanted.”

Basil turned his hips towards Jim, elbow propped against the couch while the side of his head rested in his hand. Oh this was too damn fun. The shapeshifter watched the man carefully as Gordon seemed to be trying to work out if he was serious. Or perhaps just try to come to the conclusion he wanted it too.

The pair had clearly been getting along just fine and Basil had to admit he’d taken a liking to taking the man’s form for a reason. Shooting a quick glance to the glass as Jim poured it, Basil smirked. In a fluid motion he shifted into Jim’s lap and grasped at the glass in the man’s hand before he could drink it. “Hmm---that m a y  be true,” Basil hummed lightly while he reached over to set Jim’s glass aside before resting his hands on the man’s shoulders. “But I think you’ll do,” he murmured with a flickering glance to Jim’s lips and back to his eyes.

[claymeleon]

@akillerconundrum ᴄʀᴜsʜᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ♥ ғᴏʀ ᴀ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ

“Hmm---here’s the thing...” Basil had shown up a little out of the blue, surprisingly it hadn’t been too difficult to track Edward down. Perhaps he’d just gotten lucky. “Gotham’s got a war brewing. Shit’s about to hit the fan and I’m no fool.” Karlo seemed to have trouble staying still as he practically paced around Edward at least once, hands moving about as he spoke.  “I know the right side to take when I see it. I don’t know what happened to Penguin and frankly I don’t care. The man wanted people like me ｈｕｎｔｅｄ---that and I won’t ask about your hypothetical involvement but you’re making a move and I want in. I’m useful and you’ve seen that first hand.”

[claymeleon]

@enigmvd ᴄʀᴜsʜᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ♥ ғᴏʀ ᴀ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ

"He bought it? Excellent!" Success and recognition of that success. As good as a pat on the back or a round of applause and Basil certainly enjoyed it. The shape shifter's stunt as Elijah had apparently gone over well as far as Edward told him, even if Basil wasn't completely happy with the voice imitation. "So what's next Mr. Nygma?" The man asked with a tilt of his head, cloudy white eyes focused curiously on the tall man in green. "We should do this again sometime," he quipped with a grin. It had been fun. Nygma paid him well. Hell it beat sneaking around the streets of Gotham aimlessly. He hated the idea of being like the rest of the escapees of Indian Hill. Basil refused to be lumped in the likes of those the city saw as just monsters.

[gothamedits]

[claymeleon]

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