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You wretched mythological moron.
Ruber in reference to the Gryffin losing the sword Quest for Camelot Starring the wonderful and talented voice of Gary Oldman (which by the way, he did all the vocals, even the singing!) (via pandalovinglesbian)
“I’ll not serve a false king.” “Then serve a dead one”
...oh...
“…both. But more the first, not so much the second…one. Yes.”
“Why do you like to hurt people so much?” Kayley shifted her weight to one leg and placed her hand on her hip. “I mean, I get the wanting power thing, to an extent of course. But why do you need to hurt people for no reason?”
Ruber thought it over for a minute, stroking his chin thoughtfully. He raised an eyebrow and shrugged.
“Its fun, mostly. There’s a definite….thrilllllllll….when they beg for mercy…when you know that you’re the one responsible for allowing them to live or granting them death.” He smirked. “You should try it some time.”
Kayley recoiled, her stomach churning at the thought. She took a step back.
“I could never do something like that. That’s just… sick. I-I- You’re a monster; a vile, evil, disgusting monster!”
Her mind was rushing as she registered what he said; she didn’t know exactly how her father had died, just that it was at Ruber’s hand. He couldn’t have begged, not her father, Sir Lionel. He was too proud to do something like that. He would have fought valiantly against the rogue knight.
“How can you be so-so heartless?! Do you even have a conscience? Or guilt?”
Ruber chuckled and patted Kayley's head, knowing that one; it would definitely phase her, and two; that she would know the action was much like one would provide a dumb animal. Both would irk her immensely, so the motion was a natural one.
"You compliment me too much, my dear! Yes I am heartless, and no I have no conscious and no guilt. Why would I need them? They only make you WEAK AND PATHETIC. They would make me like youuuuuuu....no thank you." He spat, his eye twitching for moment.
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“He’s disgusting really.” Kayley huffed, wrinkling her nose.
I have better things to do than worry about getting a manicure….
“Like ruining lives?” She rolled her eyes. “Or failing at over throwing the king?”
“…both. But more the first, not so much the second…one. Yes.”
“Why do you like to hurt people so much?” Kayley shifted her weight to one leg and placed her hand on her hip. “I mean, I get the wanting power thing, to an extent of course. But why do you need to hurt people for no reason?”
Ruber thought it over for a minute, stroking his chin thoughtfully. He raised an eyebrow and shrugged.
"Its fun, mostly. There's a definite....thrilllllllll....when they beg for mercy...when you know that you're the one responsible for allowing them to live or granting them death." He smirked. "You should try it some time."
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“He’s disgusting really.” Kayley huffed, wrinkling her nose.
I have better things to do than worry about getting a manicure….
“Like ruining lives?” She rolled her eyes. “Or failing at over throwing the king?”
"...both. But more the first, not so much the second...one. Yes."
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“He’s disgusting really.” Kayley huffed, wrinkling her nose.
I have better things to do than worry about getting a manicure....
I am an awful person. I keep forgetting about this lovely little account.
We assume you used to 'ave 'air on ze top of your head.
Of course I did. But all of this knowledge has swelled my head, pushed my hair back a bit, you see.
People always wonder why I love Quest for Camelot so much. I give you the reason right here.
The animators never anticipated DVDs and pause buttons, I swear to god.
[omg....what even]
HELLO.
Pssssssssssssssst, hey, Ruber! You're awesome! ((For serials girl, you're amazing. Like, soooooo dead on. I can't even!))
[BRIE. Brieeeeee asdlkjsglhkldfaksljgdsgbakjasklhkjlh
I love you.]
[Can we just take a moment to look at his eyes. WHAT IS WRONG WITH THEM XD]
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Worse Comes to Worst
“But you can’t be glad for it. I mean, how can someone be happy or even content without love? Purpose? Or -or something?!” Kayley asks, bewildered. He couldn’t be serious, could he? She didn’t understand how anyone could deal with being completely alone. She went crazy being by herself at times. She’d always ended up talking to herself, singing, or humming. Anything to keep herself entertained or distracted. “Don’t you get lonely? Or bored? Anything?” She presses on with the questioning, “I mean, you’re a terrible person, but don’t you like some sort of companionship?”
She was stung by his comment. “I’m not desperate. I just…” Kayley looks away, tears stinging her eyes. “You wouldn’t understand anyways.” She clears her throat and hardens her voice. “Thanks for the warnings though, awfully kind of you. I’ll keep them in mind.” She’d completely given up on her fleeting notion that these creatures who’d helped Ruber would help her. She couldn’t believe she’d been so foolish.
Kayley stumbles along behind the hulking red-haired man, trying not to fall too far behind in the forest. This forest was so different from the Forbidden Forest. It was darker and there was a different sort of vibe here, it was dark and foreboding. She wondered how long it would take to get back to the cave. She wanted to get away from Ruber. She didn’t want to keep his company much longer.
“Stupid, hmm?” She questions, tilting her head. “Did they create that potion you had or…?” Kayley trails off. “They weren’t evil then? I mean, they were just gypsies? I thought perhaps you’d had an alliance or something.” She shrugs.
"Yes, they made the potion, but you would get better results from a vial of ox piss." He sighed. He had been less than thrilled with how that potion had worked. The titans he had created were all exceptionally stupid and useless, the only thing it was good for was binding Excalibur to him, and even that backfired.
At last, he could see the glow from the sun outside of the forest. He hadn't thought they had ventured so far in. He picked up his pace a bit and burst through the opening of the woods, glad for once to see the wretched sun. He stomped off towards his camp and dropped the deer carcass at the mouth of his cave, he would need the light to clean it later. He spun around and snarled at Kayley.
"Whether I understand or not, you are still desperate. For whatever reason, you are desperate for a quick solution to your problem." he pointed out, annoyed with the fact that she was trying to hide her issues from him.
"NOW. To clarify. I do not need companionship, I do not want it. There is no one 'waiting for me' or longing for me to come home after I've changed my wicked ways. I care for me, myself, and I. That is all there ever will be for me to care about AND I QUITE LIKE IT THAT WAY." he yelled, unable as always, to control his temper.
"Now leave." He said, nodding his head towards the hill that would take her home to her cozy pathetic cottage.
"And give my love to the husband." He spat, diving into his cave to retrieve his knives so he could finally have some blasted dinner without any annoying interruptions.
