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The Lion King: Sentence Starters
❛ Life’s not fair, is it? ❜ ❛ And you.. shall never see the light of another day. ❜ ❛ Oh, I shall practice my curtsy. ❜ ❛ I’m afraid I’m at the shallow end of the gene pool. ❜ ❛ Don’t turn your back on me. ❜ ❛ I wouldn’t dream of challenging you. ❜ ❛ There’s one in every family. Two in mine, actually. ❜ ❛ He’d make a very handsome throw rug. ❜ ❛ And just think, whenever he gets dirty you can take him out and beat him. ❜ ❛ Let an old pro show you how it’s done. ❜ ❛ This is so humiliating. ❜ ❛ I despise guessing games. ❜ ❛ Oh, goodie. ❜ ❛ Yes, well, forgive me for not leaping for joy. Bad back, you know. ❜ ❛ Well, I suppose you’d have found out sooner or later, you being so clever and all. ❜ ❛ I’m kind'of in the middle of a bath. ❜ ❛ One day, you two are going to be married. ❜ ❛ With an attitude like that, I’m afraid you’re shaping up to be a pretty pathetic king/queen indeed. ❜ ❛ Right now, we are all in very real danger. ❜ ❛ Danger? Hah! I walk on the wild side. I laugh in the face of danger. ❜ ❛ Do you know what we do to kings who step out of their kingdom? ❜ ❛ Hey, did we order this dinner to go? .. ‘Cause there it goes. ❜ ❛ Why don’t you pick on somebody your own size? ❜ ❛ I thought you were very brave. ❜ ❛ You could have been killed. ❜ ❛ I’m only brave when I have to be. ❜ ❛ I thought I might lose you. ❜ ❛ No wonder we’re dangling at the bottom of the food chain! ❜ ❛ Oh, it’s just you. I was afraid it was somebody important. ❜ ❛ I just hear that name and I shudder. ❜ ❛ I’m surrounded by idiots. ❜ ❛ Who needs a king/queen? ❜ ❛ If you tell me, I’ll still act surprised. ❜ ❛ You are such a naughty boy. ❜ ❛ Long live the king/queen. ❜ ❛ You know, having a lion around might not be such a bad idea. ❜ ❛ Amateur. Lie down before you hurt yourself. ❜ ❛ When the world turns its back on you, you turn your back on the world. ❜ ❛ If you live with us, you’re gonna have to eat like us. ❜ ❛ You mean a bunch of royal dead guys are watching us? ❜ ❛ Oh, do lighten up. ❜ ❛ Why am I not loved? ❜ ❛ Your timing couldn’t have been more perfect. ❜ ❛ Then you have sentenced us to death. ❜ ❛ Let me get this straight. You know her, she knows you, but she wants to eat him, and everybody’s okay with this? ❜ ❛ I really missed you. ❜ ❛ You know, you’re starting to sound like my father/mother. ❜ ❛ You think you can just show up and tell me how to live my life? ❜ ❛ Would you stop following me? Who are you? ❜ ❛ I’m not the one who’s confused. You don’t even know who you are! ❜ ❛ The past can hurt, but from the way I see it, you can either run from it or learn from it. ❜ ❛ Remember who you are. ❜ ❛ Carnivores, ugh! ❜ ❛ This is my kingdom. If I don’t fight for it, who will? ❜ ❛ What do you want me to do, dress in drag and do the hula? ❜ ❛ If it weren’t for you he/she would still be alive. It’s your fault he/she’s dead. ❜ ❛ You don’t deserve to live! ❜
send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse ---
veilled:
alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !
✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair . = kissing them . ₪ = asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them . ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare . ♣ = discovering them crying . 回 = patching a wound . ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .
hunger games trilogy || starters
veilled:
feel free to change pronouns , tenses , etc .
❝ it takes 10 times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart .❞ ❝ why am i not dead ? i should be dead .❞ ❝ having an eye for beauty isn’t the same thing has having a weakness .❞ ❝ i wish i could freeze this moment , right here , right now , & live in it forever .❞ ❝ no one really needs me .❞ ❝ remember , we’re madly in love , so it’s all right to kiss me anytime you feel like it .❞ ❝ i am not pretty . i am not beautiful . i am as radiant as the sun .❞ ❝ you love me . real or not real ? ❞ ❝ ally . friend . lover . victor . enemy . fiancee . target . mutt . neighbor . hunter . ally. i’ll add it to the list of words i use to try to figure you out. ❞ ❝ here it’s safe , here it’s warm .❞ ❝ i’m not like the rest of you . there’s no one left i love .❞ ❝ i’m very hard to catch , & if they can’t catch me , they can’t kill me .❞ ❝ stupid people are dangerous .❞ ❝ you don’t forget the face of the person who was your last hope .❞ ❝ you’ve got about as much charm as a dead slug .❞ ❝ my nightmares are usually about losing you .❞ ❝ for there to be betrayal , there would have to have been trust first .❞ ❝ destroying things is much easier than making them .❞ ❝ here’s some advice . stay alive .❞ ❝ they’ll either want to kill you , kiss you , or be you .❞ ❝ you’re not leaving me here alone .❞ ❝ well , i don’t have much competition here .❞ ❝ you here to finish me off , sweetheart ? ❞ ❝ i stand by what i said . do you want me to lie about it ? ❞ ❝ because i’m selfish . i’m a coward . ❞ ❝ you & me , we’re even . no more owed . you understand ? ❞ ❝ if we burn , you burn with us .❞ ❝ what ? do you find this distracting ? ❞ ❝ i can still rip your throat out .❞ ❝ where’s loverboy ? ❞ ❝ i’m the kind of girl who , when she might actually be of use , would run to stay alive and leave those who couldn’t follow to suffer and die .❞ ❝ the kisses have the opposite effect , of make my need greater . i thought i was something of an expert on hunger , but this is an entirely new kind . ❞ ❝ hope . hope is the only thing stronger than fear .❞ ❝ a spark could be enough to set them ablaze . ❞ ❝ kind people have a way of working their way inside me and rooting there .❞ ❝ whatever breaks you .❞ ❝ i am in pain . that’s the only way i get your attention . ❞ ❝ i’m not going anywhere . i’m going to stay here and cause all kinds of trouble .❞ ❝ imagine thousands of your people , dead . your loved ones , gone . ❞ ❝ i hate being so alone .❞ ❝ don’t make me sorry i restarted your heart .❞ ❝ they will kill us .❞ ❝ you know , you could live a thousand lifetimes and not deserve him .❞ ❝ please feel free to take this personally . ❞ ❝ at some point , you have to stop running & turn around and face whoever wants you dead .❞ ❝ aim higher in case you fall short .❞ ❝ some walks you have to take alone .❞ ❝ whatever breaks you .❞ ❝ well , you’re a piece of work , aren’t you ? ❞ ❝ isn’t it strange that i know you’d risk your life to save mine , but i don’t even know what your favorite color is ? ❞ ❝ you are my life .❞ ❝ i’m here to help you make an impression .❞ ❝ you have no idea . the effect you can have .❞ ❝ if desperate times call for desperate measures , then i am free to act as desperately as i wish .❞ ❝ so when did I become so special ? ❞ ❝ you’re not afraid i’ll kill you tonight ? ❞ ❝ technically , i am unarmed . but no one should underestimate the harm fingernails can do .❞ ❝ i doubt they’ll figure out our plan , since we can barely understand it ourselves .❞ ❝ mess with us & we’ll do something worse than kill you . we’ll kill your children .❞ ❝ you’re kind of squeamish for such a lethal person .❞ ❝ you’re not going to die . i forbid it . all right ? ❞ ❝ i thought we had an agreement not to lie to each other. ❞ ❝ closing my eyes doesn’t help . fire burns brighter in the darkness . ❞ ❝ jealousy is certainly involved . ❞ ❝ what is the worst pain ? to me , it’s always the pain that is present . ❞ ❝ i’ve been down by the stream collecting berries . would you care for some ? ❞ ❝ may the odds be ever in your favor .❞ ❝ what i need is the dandelion in the spring . the bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction . the promise that life can go on , no matter how bad our losses .❞ ❝ ____ ? maybe some pants ? ❞ ❝ i can’t tell what’s real anymore , & what’s made up . ❞ ❝ i knew you’d kiss me . ❞ -
what events had transpired to lead to the bruising grasp armor-clad strangers now had on her were but a blur. the bite of frigid air on her skin, the sight of her breath among falling flurries and buildings of stone, the rush of light glinting from chain and plate alike -- all of which had occurred within moments of stepping through the glowing portal. if ever there was a time she regretting taking off to another land without a guard detail at her side, this would be it.
her lips part to demand her release, to demand an explanation, but as the cold air fills her lungs, she has to give pause. even were she yet a queen in her own world, that title would mean little to these towering men with faces obscured by iron masks. left with no way to defend herself, no title or power to hold as a bargaining chip, the rose is left with nothing but her wits and charm -- and from the speed with which these knights had reacted to her presence in their realm, she could only imagine they would be of little use. still, back straight and expression one of gentle curiosity instead of the fear that shook her every vein, she finds the courage to speak.
“ May I ask why-- ”
her words are cut off when one of the knights holding her by the arm orders silence from her. the tinny, muffled sound of his voice from behind his mask then speaks, and what icy fear coursed through her before only chills farther. “ We will hear none of what you have to say. Not before you have been brought to the attention of the Congregation. ”
and so in silence, she carries on alongside them, not daring to question their authority nor ask for further clarification on matters. words twist and form in her mind in preparation for the supposed hearing she was being dragged to -- quite forcibly, she might add, as she winces from the vice grip on her arm -- but the words that usually so easily knit themselves into a pretty tapestry unwind before she can thread them together. how can she prepare a defense when she knows nothing of what she is accused of? her eyes remain trained on the snowy terrain until she can hear the sound of a door being thrown open ahead of her. if naught else, she is glad to be out of the elements ( such icy conditions do not agree with the Rose of Highgarden ), though her relief is short lived at the sound of her captor’s gruff tone.
“ Lord Commander. Another outsider has come through the portal. ” in what she would deem an unnecessary gesture -- it was clearly she that he spoke of -- he jerks her arm forward, and she takes a stumbling step to keep her balance, doe eyes ever slightly narrowed in irritation at him.
her irritation, however is short-lived, as her mind turns back to planning how best to escape this ordeal unscathed. she begins to formulate a plan based only upon what knowledge she has so far -- unfamiliar territory, uncomfortable with outsiders to say the least, Lord Commander -- but whatever thoughts might have lent themselves to her aid fall swiftly away when she turns gaze forward to meet an unexpectedly familiar sight.
@seraymeric
@aquatician.
before she can begin to take in the sights of the new world, she can feel the warm kiss of sun on her skin and the gentle breeze blowing at the silken fabric of her skirts. in an instant, she is in love with this world, though she knows not its name nor anything else of it. but flowers can only thrive with sun and warmth, and she is no different. with winter looming so close in her own realm, carrying an ominous bite on the wind that disagrees with her in every way, it seems that this place knows little of winter --
and she could grow accustomed to such a place.
her eyes only confirm what she had felt upon her arrival, presenting her with a lively crowd and myriad colors -- never a dull moment, it would seem, as bustling people shuffle between market stalls and fountains, carrying no shortage of intriguing wares. the faint sound of drums and clapping can be heard in the distance, and she chooses to follow the sound of the music. where there is music, there is dancing, and with the mood this world has put her in, she believes herself capable of dancing until nightfall. who knows, she might even meet someone interesting in the process.
though the music is unlike the dreary, dragging tunes and bardic songs she knew in Westeros, the change in pace is hardly a bad thing. on the contrary, she can hardly keep her steps from bouncing into whatever dances she knows. but she resists, remaining on the fringes of the dancing crowd, eyes trained on the feet of those already moving. with luck, the dance does not seem too hard to pick up -- it is reminiscent of at least one she knows, with a few subtle differences that seem to make all the difference. most notably, it does require a partner. giddy off the salty air and the lively aura of the entire region, she turns to another friendly face, beaming wide and childish.
“ Care to join me? ”
@fleurdepavot
of all the worlds she had found herself stumbling upon, this was the one she held closest to her heart so far. the atmosphere, the shops, the sense of delicate regality that seemed to line the streets -- here she could very nearly feel at home, or as close to home as she could manage. from the fashions lining the windows of the boutiques to the towering marble of museums, it is hard to choose a place to start her day, which she has already dedicated to combing her way through the streets.
just as she is pondering her options, a scent catches her attention and wastes no time in holding it. it’s sweet, smooth, and yet there’s a bit of a bite somewhere in there. her steps come to a complete stop as she makes out the source of the intoxicating aroma. it appears to be a corner bakery, at least from the appearance on the outside. she wastes no time diverting her course to enter the shop, her decision about where to begin her exploration made with no doubts in mind.
but when she enters, she is overwhelmed with shelves and displays full of colorful sweets and delicate pastries. to say she did not know where to begin would be an understatement -- in truth, all she knows is that she would rather like to find the source of that smell and find out if the food tastes as mouthwatering as its aroma would indicate. moments like this, she has no issue relying on those who know the area far better than she.
“ Pardon me, but I must know -- What is it that smells so wonderful, if you do not mind me asking? ”
@sasnahn.
she might have guessed it too much to hope that through the portal, she might find a place not so different from Highgarden, blooming full with blossoms of all colors thriving in the temperate spring air perfumed with their scents. and yet, too much to hope or not, she does not believe even her imagination might come up with a place more different than her home than where she now stands.
there is nothing green or growing in sight. nothing but a dull earthy brown and craggy rocks as far as the eye can see. this includes the one on which she now stands, a raised plateau with rather intimidating sheer sides. she is far from dressed appropriately for rock climbing, with her silken gown and delicate shoes -- and even had she come dressed and prepared for such an activity, she had not attempted such a climb since her childhood, back in the days where a young lady could still manage adventures with her brothers without being scolded for being unladylike.
ah, but there are more pressing matters at hand, are there not? as simple as it would be to turn tail and find another world to explore, she is not the sort to give up so easily. from her perch atop the plateau, she can see a figure not too far off. unguarded, unarmed, and unfamiliar with her surroundings, perhaps she should be more cautious with who she chooses to reach out to, but what choice does she have, if she wishes to find her way down?
“ --Pardon me, ser... ” she calls out gently, toeing as close to the steep slope as comfort will allow her. “ I... do not suppose there is an easier way down? ”
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[ rp ad rp ad ~ basically this one is for people who are okay with the thread getting a little longer. it might start small but i wanna get some longer things going :u due to that fact, cap is at 3~ ]
doorknobwielder;
“Consider, if you will, that my desire to look cool sprouts from me wanting to look cool for myself. And the people at home. But that’s neither here nor there. Effectiveness doesn’t matter much t’me because I can get the job done with pretty much anything.”
“ Now there is a degree of confidence one does not find so easily in most. Impressive though it is to be able to wield most anything effectively, I suppose we have come back around to our initial predicament--
for your own sake, are you able to ‘get the job done’ with anything and yet look impressive as you do so? ”
doorknobwielder;
“Honestly, I just don’t wanna look silly as hell. That’s what this all boils down to. It’s asymmetrical and I’m all about bein’ symmetrical. And awesome.”
“ And while I understand a concern for the aesthetic as well as any other, I would assert that the one against whom you turn your blade will have little time to appreciate the thought put into appearances -- that is, if you have the same talent for wielding a weapon as you do for contemplating the most intriguing combinations of armaments. ”
doorknobwielder;
“So… only using one sword and one pistol is cool right? I mean, it ain’t as cool as using two swords or two guns but hey… it’s still alright… right?”
“ A weapon is only as glamorous as the one wielding it makes it out to be. Even a dull weapon can possess a singular flair in the hands of a proper master. ”
vasidra;
cup held between the cradle of her palms, further would fingers wrap around it when tea would fill empty content upon a waiters momentary interruption, its warmth to press against her skin and doing away with the chill that had settled within her very bones. ever focused on the tyrell’s words she was despite her attentions having found themselves within the reflection which the cup offered forth, no sooner distorted as the silver queen brought the cup up and away from the table’s surface and towards the mouth, little caution taken despite the steam to rise forth; that which may have prompted another to blow before taking their drink. she, however, had no need for such worry.
❛ Mm. ❜
soft the hum which daenerys offered then in response to her companions query, one to be taken as an acknowledgement of the current events which plagued the city this coming season, as if ordinary. moments pause drawn, violets would lift up to peer beyond the rim of the cup and settled upon her opposing, a strange sort of vacancy to wear itself upon her likeness before it would be broken by a given chuckle, an inclination of silver head to follow, cup placed upon the table below and lips left to curl.
❛ Pray tell, you did not ask me here to comment on the mannerisms of those subject to our captor’s play, did you? ❜
she tries to bring the teacup to her lips, but she cannot bring herself to drink when a sigh rushes past her lips. so with a soft clink, her mug is placed upon its saucer anew, though she does keep her hands busy running their way along the handle of the cup. out of alignment with her usual behavior it is, though her eyes remain markedly fixed away from the gaze of her companion where they might usually engage in playful mirth with her friend’s violet.
“ No, such is not the case. Though gossip is certainly a simple form of entertainment in this city, I would not think to call upon you for something so trivial. ” and yet what words can she find to describe such a predicament as the one that weighs so heavily on her mind? an unprecedented silence hovers between the two, as her lips open and close only to do so once again. none of the words seem right in her mouth – some leave too much out, some ring less than honest, which is something she would not tolerate in the presence of the one who likely knew her heart better than all others.
and yet knowledge of her heart is just the problem here, is it not?
“ There is… a man, you see– ”
Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to...
♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes
♕: Holding hands
♖: Having their hair washed by your muse
♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.
♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort
♙: Sharing a bed
♚: Head scratches
♛: Sharing a dessert
♜: Shoulder rubs
♝: Reading a book together
♞: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)
♟: Patching up a wound
♤: Taking a bath together
♧: Your muse playing with their hair
♡: Accidentally falling asleep together
♢: Forehead or cheek kisses
♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.
♣: Back scratches
♥: Your muse crying about something
♦: Slow dancing
five-word sentences.
“ please just let me forget. ”
“ c'mon try to guess what. ”
“ just leave me alone already. ”
“ no, i’m not going to. ”
“ you can’t change my mind. ”
“ my mind is made up. ”
“ i’m not gonna let you. ”
“ don’t do that to me. ”
“ think about what you’re doing. ”
“ why aren’t you listening now? ”
“ i want to sleep forever. ”
“ you need to leave now. ”
“ i’ll always have your back. ”
“ now there’s no going back. ”
“ the view really is spectacular. ”
“ i didn’t think you’d care. ”
“ why can’t you trust me? ”
“ don’t even bother with clothes. ”
“ i don’t love you anymore. ”
“ i am a great person. ”
“ you are a tolerable drunk. ”
“ exactly, why are you awake? ”
“ i’m gonna ignore you now. ”
“ how is that not hilarious? ”
“ please just calm down now. ”
“ i was already calm, asshole. ”
“ i can see your underwear. ”
“ i’m afraid you’ll replace me. ”
“ please stop losing your temper. ”
“ you can cry if needed. ”
“ you have to run away. ”
“ i just wanna be yours. ”
“ ashes, we all fall down. ”
“ i’m hoping you’ll understand me. ”
Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney sentence meme
Send one to see how my Muse responds OR send me “(TELL. THE. TRUTH.)” and I’ll GENERATE a number that My Muse will say to Yours. [1-148]
“Proof enough for you, Mr./Mrs./Miss ____? Or should I say… Mr./Mrs./Miss Did It!”
“Lies always beget more lies! See through one, and their whole story falls apart!”
“This is no laughing matter! You did pass the bar didn’t you?”
“I think I feel a migraine coming on…”
“I wasn’t dumped! She/he/they just wasn’t taking my phone calls. Or seeing me… Ever.”
“If you wish to hang yourself, ____, you’re welcome to, but not inside my ____.”
“Please, ____… Is “Huh” the best response you can muster up?“
"We were great together! We were Romeo and Juliet, Cleopatra and Mark Anthony!”
“Um… didn’t they all die?”
“Y-Yes, ____. I’m, um, a little nervous.”
“____, given the circumstances… I think we should have a test to ascertain your readiness.”
“Oh… Oh right! Ehehehe…”
“This is no laughing matter. You did pass the bar didn’t you?”
“Sorry, I couldn’t hear your answer. I’ll ask you again.”
“Oh, right! Wasn’t she/he/they, um, poisoned by, er… poison?”
“You’re asking me!?”
“You went to the victim’s apartment on the day of the murder, did you not?”
“Well, did you, or did you not?”
“Heh? Heh heh. Well, maybe I did, and maybe I didn’t!”
“Ngh… grrrah! Gwaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Shutupshutupshutup! I hate you!”
“Don’t worry ‘bout me! I’ll be dead and gone soon!”
“Good! Wait, no! I mean… Bad! Bad bad bad!”
“My heart goes out to you, ____. Not.”
“The sky is blue, and so am I…”
“____, you’re a sham!”
“Alright! I’ve got nothing to lose! Except for… well, everything!”
“Why do I always feel like it’s the end of the world and I’m the last man standing?”
“Wasn’t it you who told me "proof is everything”? Well, I was listening. And now I’ll show you the “proof” you like so much!“
"Amateurs, amateurs. Listen to me, ____.”
“You ARE nothing.”
“I object! That was… objectionable!”
“Upstart..! Amateur..! These accusations… are ludicrous!”
“The guilty will always lie, to avoid being found out.”
“There’s no way to tell who is guilty and who is innocent!”
“All that I can hope to do is get every ____ declared "guilty”!“
"Welcome! Please furnish me with the title of your personage!”
“…Your name! What’s your name?”
“I was just inquirably asking the title that you go by.”
“My motto is: "Don’t worry, be happy!” “
”(The) ____… (the) ____… To me they are mere toys. Playthings for my amusement!“
"What’s wrong? Is something stuck to my face? Why yes! There’s my eyes, and my nose, and my mouth.”
“I am always abso-posi-lutely perfect!”
“I like a man with a big… vocabulary.”
“What is it you little shrimp!”
“You stinking ____! I hope you die!”
“Bottom-feeding, scum-sucking ____!”
“Ah-HHHHEM!”
“ "Ah… the days of my youth… like the scent of fresh lemon…” you see.“
"Despite his/her/their name, ____ has the blackest reputation of any man/woman/person in this country.”
“Now, ____. I believe I’ll take what’s mine. The papers.”
“I’m sorry, I can’t give you what I don’t have.”
“____, you are a poor liar. Why I see it over there.”
“You forget, ____? There is nothing I don’t know in my job.”
“Anyway, get the name right. And don’t go calling me ”____“…”
“If that wasn’t the most over-the-top clearing of the throat I’ve ever heard!”
“No "but”-ing your way out of this one, ____!“
”____, I think it’s high time you went shopping for a better excuse…?“
"Oh? Excuses not on sale today?”
“____, look at (the) ____’s face? Does she/he/they seem amused to you!?”
“Hah! I’d like to see her/him/them pull THAT off!
”____, I saw that evil, evil grin! You were probably thinking “I’d like to see her pull THAT off,” weren’t you!“
"Please, you’re scaring the security guard.”
“For starters, how did you get to be so totally whacked!?”
“Hey guess what? Actually, I really hate your guts. So get lost because, well I’m not co-operating.”
“He and I are of the same ilk. We both carry the scent of… danger.”
“There we are in total agreement, Psycho ____.”
“That does it. When this is done I’m shaving my head.”
“Yes! Man, that felt good! It’s great to be alive!”
“Why are you pumping your fists in the air?”
“No, my feeble friend. A "mere” ____. Worth nothing. Zilch. Zippo. Nada!“
"But you and ____ are lovers, aren’t you!”
“You sent that painting to him/her/them! As a sign! A sign of undying love!”
“M-m-my boy/girl/dear, please! You’re letting your fancies run away with you! Where do you get these bizarre ideas?”
“Enough. I’ll swallow my pride and tell you all.”
“N-no! We are NOT lovers!”
“Yes! That is what I said! Oh dear, do my locutions confuse?”
“Ah, you’re finally awake.”
“____’s favorite potted plant. _____ has been watering it so much lately it looks a little… swollen. She/he’s/they’re either trying to make it grow… or she/he’s/they’re perfecting her/his/their water torture technique.”
“So he was sleeping the entire afternoon of the murder? Some action hero!”
“It must be nice to live so free of guilt.”
“Ohhh yeah, right here! Sherlock Holmes II, baby!”
“HE COULDN’T HANDLE THE TRUTH!”
“I was hoping to come up with a question while I was objecting, ____… I didn’t.”
“Thanks to you, I’m saddled with unnecessary… feelings.”
“Um, maybe I shouldn’t be saying this… But he/she/they definitely did it. Murder. At least once. Maybe twice.”
“Umm… ____? Will I grow up to be like her/him/them? Please say "no.” “
"Um, ____? You know that problem of yours? That problem where you (present evidence) that makes no sense? You’re doing it again.”
“It seems like it was only yesterday. Actually, it was only yesterday.”
“She/he/they sucks up to all the bigwigs at (the) ____… But let her/him/them see you stumble once and she/he/they’ll never let up on you.”
“You look as though you’ve seen a ghost!”
“____! How could you say such a thing?”
“Yeah, but I have a second stomach just for steaks.”
“Yeah, but I have a separate stomach for sweets!”
“So? What’s the difference? You need to stop judging things based on narrow-minded cultural assumptions, ____!”
“It’s never a good idea to reveal your hand to the enemy too soon.”
“____! You’re craftier than I gave you credit for. Why, you could be the next… Evil Magistrate!”
“Hey! Why do I have to be the villain?”
“… You eat, you die.”
“…Hmm? My, aren’t you a handsome/pretty/beautiful fellow/mate/gal! I’m afraid I’m a bit flustered!”
“I try not to pay much attention to things that don’t interest me.”
“What the hell do samurais sing about? Chopping off heads?”
“Don’t hit your desk. It irritates me.”
“I was hoping I’d come up with a question while pounding on my desk.”
“____ is out of control! He/she/they was in the waiting room and he/shey/they crushed this paper cup with hot, hot coffee in it.”
“____, you’ve had a long day. Shut your pie-hole.”
“I set my card’s number to "0001” because I’m number one!“
"This photo is worth a thousand words… and they all read "guilty”!“
"I’ve heard of desperate men grasping at straws, but this is the first time I’ve heard of men grasping at macaws! Hah!”
“I need a waterfall to stand under! Preferably a freezing one!”
“…You want more pressure, huh? Why don’t you go down to the fire department and have them spray you with the hose?”
“So, you’ve come to laugh at the fallen ____? Then laugh, laugh! Well? Why aren’t you laughing?”
“Nah. It’s a trick. Laugh and he/she/they’ll get mad… or burst into tears.”
“We/I don’t have so much free time we can spend it coming down here to laugh at you.”
“… I hoped you wouldn’t come. I didn’t want you to see me. Not like this.”
“I feel winter’s chill from the bare leaf trees today…”
“What is it about winter that turns people into poets?”
“Will you stop that?”
“Maybe it’s broken?”
“D-Don’t kick it! Maybe it isn’t set to respond to voices?”
“It must hurt, to be ignored by a bird…”
“____! You can’t just say "hello” and expect us to get anywhere! I want you to _____!“
"Wow, okay, Mr./Mrs./Miss head-in-the-fluffy-pink-clouds ____.”
“Too bad they don’t have a test for common sense.”
“I’m guessing it’s worth around $5,000.”
“It doesn’t matter who I am, it matters who YOU are! You’re the famous ____ [wrong name]!”
“…Oh! You’re not ____ are you?”
“So you are… the coffee boy/girl?”
“Phew… that’s a relief. You’re better than nobody.”
“Yeah, I thought you looked a bit strange when I first saw you.”
“Ahh! Well! I’ve never seen a real one before.”
“You’re the first one who’s actually been interested in mine, believe me.”
“There doesn’t appear to be any corrosion due to sulfides. I’d give you $50.00 for it.”
“Sorry, but it’s not for sale. Yet…”
“They kicked me out of ____…”
“Hmm? Haven’t I seen you somewhere…?”
“So this is why everyone raves about caviar! It’s so tasty it hurts! I always thought caviar would taste like pickled tapioca.”
“(The) ____ will wait! I’m not finished eating yet…”
“I believe what she/he/they just said was a mere prelude to the story she/he/they is about to tell. Try not to interrupt her/him/them again.”
“____… Never interrupt a storyteller! It’s like pulling a bun out of the over half-baked!”
“What kind of "grudge”!?“
"Yes (sir/m'am)! I am ____! My occupation is, um… that would be murderer.”
“Er… so you’re telling us you’re a "professional killer…” “
"It was me! I’m the one who did it! I’ll never kill anyone again! You’ve got to believe me!”
“I’m part of what you would call the younger generation! A person whose actions adults can’t possibly comprehend!”
“I’d appreciate it if you’d stop making these ridiculous allegations.”
“Yes, you do have a point… You wouldn’t have the guts to do something like that…”
“What? I’ll have you know back in the day, I once broke into a cattle ranch and tipped –”
“This is a message from the deceased!”