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. ݁⋆⁺₊✧ 🔪ཀཀ : NOIREVEMBER . . roleplay crime sentence starters, ⁽ ⁰⁰¹ ⁾ based on NOIR CRIME FILMS. genre: mystery, thriller, crime, coming of age.

You're not very tall, are you?

How do you like your brandy?

You may take off your coat and sit.

It's too hot in here for anyone who has any blood in their veins.

You can smoke here, just don't do it in front of my face.

You're looking at a very dull survival of a very dull life.

I can still speak English when my business demands it.

You didn't like working for the district attorney, eh?

What do you know about my family, [name]?

What'd you want to see me about?

I'm being blackmailed again.

[Name] has left me, about a month ago without a word.

We used to swap shots between drinks or drinks between shots.

They're alike only in having the same corrupt blood.

They have all the usual vices, besides those they've invented for themselves.

Do you want to know anything or just get rid of [him/her/them]?

I don't need any money now, but when I do, just send me the money.

Are you trying to tell me my duties?

You're a private detective? I didn't know they existed, except in books.

God, you're a mess, aren't you?

I would've thought a case like that took a little effort.

Is there any "how to be a Detective in 10 Easy Lessons, " school text-book?

I see. There is no professional secrets?

You don't have to play poker with me, [name].

I don't mind if you don't like my manners. I don't like 'em myself.

Don't waste your time trying to cross-examine me!

Do you always think you can handle people like trained seals?

I'm sure I don't care what you say, [name].

Would you do me a very small favor?

Yeah, I'm a private dick on a case.

Perhaps I'm asking too much, although it doesn't seem too much to me somehow.

Look, you got a dead man lying right at your feet.

Lie down there and be quiet.

That's a little special service I always provide all my clients. Including being insolent.

You'd do anything for [him/her/them], wouldn't you?

I don't slap so good around this time of the evening.

Those are harsh words to throw at me, especially when I am walking out of your bedroom.

Don't you ever go to bed? What you been doing?

What would anybody be doing down there?

The wound had already bled under the skin while they were still alive.

You better tell me what you're working on, [name]!

This doesn't look like the way you'd handle it.

Give me another day, [name]. I may have something for you.

I was beginning to think perhaps you worked in bed like Marcel Proust.

There isn't much money in this business, if i'm being honest.

Perhaps it wouldn't have been such a bad idea.

A woman telephoned me shortly after this thing was delivered.

Do you know where this picture was taken?

You were afraid that they might turn up something, which I couldn't sit on just yet.

I hope the police never traces that call.

I'm trying to find out why do you want to find out things I have been working on.

Anyway, it'll give us something to talk about next time we meet.

Do you remember me now? Hmm?

How much do you remember about last night?

As a matter of fact, I wouldn't say anything about anything.

Your story didn't sound quite right.

Blood. Quite a lot of blood.

I think we'll let the police in on this.

I could make it my business. I could make your business mine.

I wondered why you didn't ask me who I was.

You know, you talk too much.

I might even make it worth your while to talk to me.

Why don't you call the cops like you said you would?

I think you better get out of here.

Take it away and play on it somewhere else.

What did you come up here for?

I don't know how you got here, but I don't want you. Will you get out?

Can't you talk without pointing that gun?

Who are you? What do you get out of this?

Wait a minute, what do you mean, a couple of murders?

Well, then, nothing happened, so I got tired of waiting and went home.

Tell me, what do you usually do when you're not working?

I don't wanna hurt you. I'm tryin' to help you.

We could have had a lot of fun, if you weren't a detective.

You know, there's one thing that puzzles me. You don't seem in much of a hurry to find [name].

I can't imagine, unless you're worried about where I am all the time.

You weren't worried about me, were you? Afraid I'd get hurt?

You've already been paid, haven't you?

Kissing you is all right. It's nice. I'd like to do more of it.

If you say that again, I'll keep on saying it until I find out.

I'm trying to think of something appropriate.

You know, I think you're telling the truth, for a change.

Mm-mm. I can't afford to be seen with you.

I wanted to tell you, you can stop worrying and call off your bloodhounds.

You could've yelled for help!

Don't you even want to know who I am?

Do you want to know what I've got, or don't you?

You can get yourself hurt, kicking on doors.

Light me a cigarette, will you?

Will you get out of this and stay out if I let you go?

Get that knife and cut these ropes!

I don't suppose there's a gun around here?

I didn't have a chance to thank you for what you did back there.

I guess.. I'm in love with you.

You're the one who's shaking now.

What's the matter, haven't you ever seen a gun before?

What do you want me to do, count three like they do in the movies?

Nothing you can't fix.

[lithiumwolff]

Muse: Ryker Bennett (Criminal) @indiestarter Open: Females Connection: Ex lover Plot: Ryker walks into his condo expecting a quiet night and instead finds Y/M already inside. They have a child together (6-7 years old), and despite Ryker losing his parental rights due to a criminal past, Y/M has no choice but to seek his protection.

“…You know,” he muttered, “most people call first.” Standing in the doorway of the kitchen to find y/m. Not knowing that they brought their child with them. “I thought the judge said I can’t be within 50 feet of you.” Not that he ever laid a hand on his ex or child. The restraining order did take place when his kid was barely one years old, now 6-7 years. The law could dictate distance, but the final word always came from the mother.

[bookished]

( a collection of too many closets to stay clean prompts. adjust phrasing as necessary.) feel free to make edits to better suit your muse.

“People talk about skeletons in the closet. I’ve got a whole graveyard.”

“I didn’t just make mistakes, I built homes out of them.”

“You think I’m complicated? That’s because you’ve only met the version of me that survived.”

“Every time I start over, I swear it’ll be different. And then the old me crawls back out.”

“I carry more funerals inside me than memories.”

“You don’t get to my age without becoming someone you swore you’d never be. Twice.”

“I don’t just have a past—I’ve got entire lifetimes I’d kill to forget.”

“I’ve buried so many versions of myself, I can’t remember which one you’re holding now.”

“Everyone carries a secret. I carry empires that collapsed.”

“You don’t understand—my past isn’t behind me. It’s inside me, clawing to get out.”

“Some people hide their shame. I hide entire lifetimes.”

“You’re falling for me, but you’re not falling for all of me.”

“What’s in my closet? The monsters I used to be.”

“I was a liar in one life, a coward in another. Tell me—would you love me if I became both again?”

“People say redemption is possible. But redemption only works if you’ve sinned once.”

“I’ve been more people than I can count. And none of them were good.”

“My closet doesn’t rattle—it howls.”

“You see a person. I see a thousand versions of me I had to kill just to stand here.”

“I’ve buried more secrets than I’ve ever confessed. And sometimes I think they’re still alive down there.”

“Don’t ask me to tell you the truth. The truth is rot. The truth stinks.”

“You’re asking for my story? Which one—the one I tell, or the one I can’t?”

“I can love you, but I can’t promise you won’t hate me once you know what’s in the dark.”

“There’s not just one truth to tell you. There’s a pile of them, and they’ll crush you if I drop them all at once.”

“I don’t know which version of me you’d hate more.”

“The thing about closets is they don’t stay shut forever.”

“You say everyone deserves forgiveness. But what if I need forgiving twice?”

“I’ve been reborn so many times, I’ve forgotten which version of me committed which sin.”

“If I told you the truth, you’d realize you’re in love with a stranger.”

“You’re not the first person I’ve promised honesty to. And you won’t be the first I’ve lied to.”

“I’ve built entire lives out of secrets. Do you really think you’ll be the one to survive knowing them?”

“You love who I am now, but my closets are full of who I used to be—violent, selfish, desperate. And they don’t stay dead.”

“Every time I start fresh, it feels less like a beginning and more like a cover-up.”

“You want my past? Fine. Which one do you want—the one that ruined me, or the one where I ruined everyone else?”

“Depends which life you want the story from.”

“Do you want to love me, or survive me?”

“If I confess, it won’t be the truth you think you want. It’ll be worse.”

“Everyone has a past… but I’ve got two.”

“Which one do you want me to tell you about—the past where I was the villain, or the past where I was the victim?”

“You think you’ve met me, but you’ve only met the version I keep polished.”

“I’ve been someone else so many times, I don’t remember which self I buried alive.”

“You say you want the truth. Fine. Which one?”

“Every skeleton in my closet has teeth. They bite back.”

“I didn’t reinvent myself. I escaped myself. Twice.”

“The name you know isn’t the first one I destroyed.”

“You’re in love with the mask, not the man. And the mask has cracks.”

“When the closet doors swing open, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

“I don’t need forgiveness once. I need it twice.”

“What you call my secrets… I call my survival.”

“You wouldn’t recognize me if you met me back then. That’s the point.”

“I didn’t lose my pasts. I locked them away. But locks rust.”

“You’re safer not knowing who I was before I learned how to lie this well.”

[nypd-cop]

#character -> Mroki duszy. /interpretacja dowolna/

⊡ “Tʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴛᴇʀʀɪғʏɪɴɢ ғʀᴇᴇᴅᴏᴍ ɪs ᴅɪsᴄᴏᴠᴇʀɪɴɢ

⠀⠀ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴜғғᴇʀɪɴɢ ɪs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ғᴀᴜʟᴛ.”

⊡ Fʏᴏᴅᴏʀ Dᴏsᴛᴏᴇᴠsᴋʏ.

⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻

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[detective-hunt]

#character -> Mroki duszy. /interpretacja dowolna/

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀When a man walks in darkness for so long, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀that darkness remains within him.

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