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Late nights were ritual for Emily. She had become accustomed to them, called the darkness home at this point, but usually these late nights weren’t spent studying a lone figure in the dark. She was close enough to hear it speak, though as soft as the breeze pushing her hair about. Emily found herself inching closer, coming from a bit behind his side, barely in sight she assumed.
It looked male and visibly shaken, tense if anything. Emily knew she should’ve walked on, left him there, but it simply didn’t seem right. She stood but a few feet away, clutching the duffel bag around her.
“ Someone might care.. “
Really? That’s what you open with?
She set aside her own criticizing thoughts and knelt by him, shifting her duffel against her side. For someone who wanted to be as guarded as a state prison, she sure appeared trusting. Warm, brown eyes were fixed on the man with gentle regard, concern if anything else.
“ Why’re you out he’e alone? This side o’ town isn’t really the friendliest at night, y’know. “
He panicked at the sound directed toward him. Not only was the creature startled, but he was also embarrassed by his being caught reciting poetry.He buried his head lower into his knees, unsure how to respond. After a moment he opened his mouth to the first thought he had, “I’ve been to places more unfriendly.”
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from the #hit movie that’s so bad it’s good, some sentences. idk if there was one already like this my bad if there is but ya send one in “did you, uh, know that…chocolate…is the symbol of love?” “I’m tired, I’m wasted, I love you darling!” “I’ll kill you, you bastard.” “you couldn’t kill me if you tried.” “you’re tearing me apart ____!” “how could you do this to me?” “everybody betrayed me.” “I’m fed up with this world!” “so how’s your sex life?” ”if you think I’m tired today, wait until you see me tomorrow.” ”what a story ____.” “keep your stupid comments in your pocket.” “ I mean, the candles, the music, the sexy dress… I mean, what’s going on here?” “I got the results from the test back.” ”I don’t have five fucking minutes!” “it’s not true! it’s bullshit!” “they are using me, and I am the fool.” “I cannot tell you; it’s confidential.” “I’ve got a little bit of a tragedy.” “you betrayed me!” “You, you’re just a chicken.” “I just like to watch you guys.” “everything goes wrong all at once.” ”nobody wants to help me, and I’m dying!” ” They betrayed me, they didn’t keep their promise, they tricked me, and I don’t care anymore.” “let’s go eat, hah.” ”___talk to me, please!” ”I like you very much, lover boy.” ”your point of view is so different from mine.” ”anything for my princess.” ”mmm…feed me.” ”I’m always ready…for you.” ”two’s great, but three’s a crowd!” “Chip-chip-chip-chip-cheep-cheep.” “as far as I’m concerned you can drop off the earth.” “don’t touch me, motherfucker!” “I feel like I’m sitting on an atomic bomb, waiting for it to go off.” “she pulls it out, and she’s showing everybody…my underwear.”
Victor Frankenstein: I have made a Monster.
Everyone: You fucked up a perfectly good corpse is what you did. Look at it. It's got anxiety.
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A flash that looked different from a lightning bug’s. The next track to come rattling off the record was Teddy Bear. Virginia yanked open her window, squinting at an unfamiliar shape. “Hello ? Is there aperson out there ?” ( She clarified ‘ person ’ so as not to confuse the actual lightning bugs. )
In a frenzy, the creature ducked down below the window. He began to shiver as the voice changed from song to question. He couldn't answer: he wasn't a person. The abomination stayed hidden. Maybe if he remained still, she would return to her tune and he could continue to listen in peaceful secrecy.
This caught the reapers attention, she looked up with a worried expression. “It’s a few blocks that way.” she answered pointing down the street. “Are you hurt? I can drive you there.”
"No." He lied, but he could feel his seams ripping apart. He had been taking care of himself as long as he could remember. The thing was immortal, yet every once in a while he ached. "That...would be greatly appreciated."
“A very good thing. She made the best stew. But she took the recipe to her grave.” There’s a brief pause as if she’s finished her sentence only for her eyes to suddenly widen and she hastily adds. “Oh! But then her ghost told me so it survived.”
"Ghost?" The creature gave her a quizzical look. He had seen the word before, but never quite understood it. "What do you mean?
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“Okay, I’m going to be honest - I totally stopped listening like 5 minutes ago. Did you ask me something?”
"I asked if you could point me toward the nearest hospital..."
The thing swallowed down hard, concealing his face under a hood. His long legs were trembling and he needed to get some medical supplies quickly.
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She’d been swaying slowly to the music and by now worked herself into a good mood. Leaning down and propping her hands on the window moulding, Virginia sang out the last few lines first to her reflection, then to the cicadas and crickets beyond. ( She was counting on their applause. ) “Hey now, if your baby leaves you, and ya gotta tale to tell…” ( increasing in enthusiasm because finales should be grand ) “Jus’ take a walk down lonely street… to Heartbreak Hotel !”
He continued his watch, even as she approached the window. The monster was hopeful that the darkness would veil him. The subject of his attention's voice rose, making him expose his teeth in glee: their strange whiteness reflecting brightly against the glass.
The Neighbourhood - “Sweater Weather”
Renfield was genuinely a little startled by Victor’s outburst. Leave it to the child who played with fire to mourn getting burned! Of course he had no idea who this man was, or how wildly ironic his ACCUSATION had been, and so was on the outs of this apparently hilarious joke.
Well, if he couldn’t stop this malicious stranger, at least he could dispense with his handy work. He pursed his lips and set to s c r a p i n g the mess of legs and wings up with a piece of paper, mumbling, “Forgive this f o o l , for he knows not what he does,” as he shook it away onto the floor. He considered taking it – trying to make a MEAL of it – but the life was gone from its limbs and it was WORTHLESS to him now.
He watched this strange man salvage the pieces of this bug in manner suspiciously close to his own methods of operation. Victor wanted to remark, but was unsure of how to approach someone so…delicate.
“What are you going to do?”
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“Ya make me so lonely, baby … ” Virginia croons along to the oldie with all her little heart, but midway through breaks into a smile far too large. “Ya make me so lonely I could die.”
A sweet melody lured him to the destination and to the sight of the young woman. An eagerness filled his gaze, yet he remained hidden, just in view past a shut window, silent except for hurried breathing.
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He sat very still, unaware that anyone was nearby. In an effort to sooth himself, he began to softly chant. “I am: yet what I am none cares or knows...”
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