Uuh, first tag game since I lost my 2012 account! Exciting! Thank you @evajkrammerwriter 🌈
Rules: 📝 Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the OC.
Fun fun! I went with Magnus, a side character in my much loved (and I swear to god not dropped) queer paranormal rust belt noir Parasitism. He is an absolute menace, but such a blast to write. And while he does not actually have that much on page time, he is the instigator of this specific debacle and ofc lives rent free in Graham's head 🌈
"If I knew it would have ended up like this... it ain't exactly what we signed up for, right?" Magnus’ laugh echoed in the night like a rusty saw. "You actually got to sign up? Lucky bitch."
"No, no. What would you get them anyway? Power tools? Fashionable overalls? So proletariat-chic—"
"You're gonna change your mind. You don't want to admit it, but I know you. And Graham…" Magnus turned. Their gaze met. He licked his lips. "You taste like shit."
"You worry too much. We’re on the precipice of a socioeconomic renovation, Graham.” “You mean robbery. “Semantics.”
"So. Bloodsuckers. You get ten minutes." "Ten?" Magnus barked a laugh. "Not a chance. We need an hour and a bed." "You're feeding, not fucking. "Potatoes, patatoes."
“They’ll think I’m a cat sucker,” Jude groaned, head in his hands “Cheer up, lad,” said Magnus. “At least someone’ll think you get some pussy.” His rusty laugh echoed in the night.
“Who cares! Pays on time, all good for me. For us. No need to fret, Grammy.” “Don’t you ‘Grammy’ me! You are fucking insane and –wait, he pays you?”
"Why did you do it?!" whined Jude, his head between his knees. "I was looking for the shitter, pipsqueak. Cut down the drama," said Magnus, gruffly. "She thinks we were snooping! And like, you're dead! You don't even need to shit! "Ah, I might not need it, but do I enjoy it..."
"You fucked him, didn’t you?" “What the fuck are you talking about?!” (...) “Pretty thing, he was, back in college. Bit of a slut, too, if you believed the rumors. No way in hell you didn’t go for a bite. You could never resist a damsel." (...)“The real question is, do you still fancy yourself a knight?”
"Once a junkie, always a junkie." Then Magnus let go. He brushed the dust off Graham's leather jacket with his knotty fingers. "Your choice, Grammy. But remember—you can't blame me this time."
I slightly cheated by throwing in some context, but I have a fetish for short paragraphs and abrasive banter.
About tagging forward, (with 0 obligation ofc), I choose you, @beepochi. Let them voices shine 🌈 (but also for people stumbling on this, even if they don't still check their stuff. Hunger's dialogue is 🔥 honestly. Era appropriate convos are so hard to nail imho, and theirs are smooth as butter ✨️)
