gregor as a character is really funny to me because his human form looks so much like offbrand Anton Chigurh but he's literally a dogman with separation anxiety
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gregor as a character is really funny to me because his human form looks so much like offbrand Anton Chigurh but he's literally a dogman with separation anxiety
Gregor: It wasn't perfect. It wasn't much more than... As Carol said, spartan.
Gregor: I wanted it to be more. For her.
Gregor: We got there late at night. We slept on a nest of blankets and pillows on the floor.
Gregor: "Do you think we'll be much different?"
Sabbath: "Nahhh. We'll just be older. Also-... Dude, your acne went away."
Gregor: "Well, certainly, but age comes with changes in-- It did?"
Sabbath: "So... What did you get?"
Gregor: "[Loyal]."
Sabbath: "No way... Me too. And a secret [Fifth Trait]."
Gregor: "Oh shit, really?"
Sabbath: "It's [Ass Hair]."
[Mutual snickering]
[10; teenage young adult dirtbag]
I wonder if you know how deep a hole you've d u g six feet down and deeper s t i l l
[Incessant doorbell ringing]
Gregor: "Mnh--!... Mmnnh!"
Gregor: "Watcher damn it..."
Nate: "I'll go get the door. Relax."
[Continued doorbell spamming]
???: "I want my fucking dog back."
Nate: "Watcher, you really are unfuckable."
???: "I'm gonna call the fucking cops if you don't give me my dog back."
Nate: "CALL. THEM."
???: "What--?"
Nate: "Call the cops. Call them. So when they get here, I can tell them that the dog you abandoned flinches when anything moves too fast near his head."
[Grunt]
[Meaty rip]
[Loud clang of the trashcan]
???: [Incoherent groan]
Nate: [Panting.]
Gregor: "I take it this is Shadow's old owner. I will call emergency services."
Nate: "She tore up my mouth with those acrylics too."
???: "I just don't get it."
??? #2: "What?"
???: "Why is Nell trying to look like a dude? She used to be hot."
??? #2: "His name is Nate."
???: "His name?."
Nate: "...I'm a boy."
???: "Bullshit, Nell."
Nate: "Stop calling me that."
???: "You wanna go? You wanna be a man, let me kick your ass like one."
Nate: "The fuck? Why?..."
???: "You're not a fuckin' dude."
Nate: "This isn't new, you fucking knuckledragger. I didn't just pop out of bed, get surgery, and start hormones overnight."
Ms. ???: "Language, Moon."
Nate: "He's being--"
Ms. ???: "Detention or or quieting down?"
[I guess I'll stay quiet...]
[Crackle]
[Hiss]
[Frightened snort]
"Easy. Easy."
"What's wrong?"
I don't see any plastic bags caught on the fences. I don't see... Anything.
"...Power's down."
[̴̡̛̙͍̫̱͚̪̼͎̩͚̝͔̱͆̍̔͐̋̏̃̇͌̀̎̈̌L̵̡͇͙̦͎̠̫̦͍͉̀́̍͋̓̒̿̀̎͠a̶̧̢̳̮̣͍̞̬̗̠̜̬͆͊̄̉̈̇̽̈́̔͘͝b̷̧̨͙̦͖̠̪̯̝̟̬̭̭̃̽̚ȯ̵̳ŕ̸̩͈͉̩̥͇̫͎͓͎̥̔̍͗̒͒̚é̸̫͕̳͕͚͖̙͎̯̹̣̼̈́̍͂̿͝d̶͕̱́͌̌̈̀̽̃͆ ̵̡̠͕̜͎̬̰̹̣̙̮̌̓̇̑̔ͅb̷͍̀̋͑͗̈̀̈́̊̓̓̓̕̚̕r̵̠̮͙͂͛̑̓̿͝e̴̯͎̦̜̟̘̬̞͇̟̟͍̞̽a̷̢͙̹̹͎̫̥̝̩͉̘̱͕͋́͗̀͂͛͋̄̀́̅́͑̈́͝ͅt̶̟̯̟̓͋̑͂͆̋̌̎̕h̴̨̺̰͙̜̬̘̳̖͎̭́̓̉͋͌̚͘i̸̝͇̬͒͗̿̆̌͐̏̒̿ͅͅņ̴͚̈́̓̀́g̸̡̰̻̣̣̞̾̉̆]̶̢̜͈̯͇̭͉̘̜͖̘̄͑͑̑͆͠͝
"What the fuck--"
"WHAT THE FUCK--"
[̶͚̇̈́͛͋̿̔S̵̡̡̘̼͔͖͙͎͓̞̗̪̜̈́͛ì̷̢̛͔̖͕͈̠̱̩̯́͐͆͑̈́̽̾̔̚c̶̡̡̛̗͇̋̇̏̆̉̈̊͂̏̿̚̕͠͠ķ̵̨̨͉̘̦͎̜̜̗͚͇̌̿l̷̮̮͈͊͠y̴̹̤̞̣͈͚̼̳̫̟͉̜̜͊͑͛̂͗̆̔̏͋̕͝͝ͅ,̴̧͙̬̣̠̲̙̣̎̈́ ̷̖̿͊̾̋̓͘w̷͍̾̇̈́̋é̷̡͕͎̖͙͎̺̯̮̮̤͍̆̀͆̊́̕̕͝ţ̷͈̫̩͒̃̿̀̀̎̌̍̀̄̈́̆̉͝ ̴̡͉̖̥̐̅̐̕ģ̸̛̗͖͈̬̦͌̆́̇̒̓͝͠ư̴̜̹̤̪̹̘͈̝̟̘̇̐̒͘ͅͅr̷̢̥̭̖̫̤̯̞̼͓͚͎͔͂̈́̓̈̈ͅg̸̢̛̥͕͉̤̠̼͚̲̣̱̖̜̙͊ͅl̶̜̲̖͔͖̤̮̳͓̲͓͔̲̙͛̉͐͋ͅę̸̨̡̢̰̮̟̯̭̜̫̹̘̖̐͒̌́́̉̾́̾̒͆̀̕̕]̶̛̛̰̥͚̺̭̝̺̪̮̮͙̱̲͎͇̍͊̏̌́̊
"GREGOR."
"--?"
"Something chased me. It came from the hedge maze. It made this awful sound and-- and--"
"Followed you? Hey... Come here."
"What did you see, love?..."
"A-... A woman. She was... Was giving off this red, terrible light. Like the fire that leveled our house."
"Alright... Okay. Wait--"
"SHIT."
"What?! What?!"
"The fires!... Gunther said to keep them burning."
"The fires?"
"He didn't explain. Let's go."
"Ok!"
[Yells] "Lobby done."
[Yells back] "Ballroom done!"
[̴̺͉̖̌͊̈́̆̃͛̂͗̉͋͑͘̚͝W̸̤͍̫̰̓́̓̓̿̑̒̾̒͠͝͝͠͝å̷̗̂̓̀͝į̵̠̝̤͇̳̲̖̭͔͂̊̈͌̈́̋̕l̵̨̡̯͔̳̦͔̙̯̘̜̓̍͛̄̅̾̋͘i̷̡̱̭̤̗̭̙͖̝̱̜͕̽̉̑̋̐̋͆̏͘n̴̥̄g̶̢̛̫͇̰̻̤͍̱̖̉̆̃͠]̸͍͙̦̦̖̘̝͇̮̳̻̹̞̜̫̃͝]̶̧̲̫̼͇̪̪͖̮͖̀̋̆͂̀̄͜͝͠ͅ
"--?!"
The fires are burning again, cher. Why don't you go back to whatever pit you crawled out of?
Y̸̜͈͗̇ọ̴̋̆͊̍ü̷͇͌͂ŕ̴̨̦̗̯̹͖̐̀͆͛̈́ ̸̧̡͙͓͝â̸̱̓͗͌͝t̷̢̀̔̏̇͑t̴͉̃́͛̓a̷̠̎͘c̶̤͎̱̤̈́h̶̢̰̜͚͒̍͝ͅͅm̶̺͐͋̅͑̚e̴̛͙͔̠̓͊͊͌̈́n̶̲̯̘̹͌̉́̽t̴͖͈́̈͊͝ ̸̪͙̭̤̗̓t̶͔̗̺̄o̷͈͕̝̘̦̅͐͒̏ ̷̢͓̥͈̼̐̔t̶̨̰̫̻̠̀͜h̷̥͍̱͎̬̔̓͐͑ë̶͎͎́́̉͌̍̈́͜ͅs̴̿͜ẻ̷̞̥̥̹̎ ̷̢̤̩̐̐̉̆͒l̵͖̩̳̃͜i̴̜̅v̷̪̫͚̱̆̂̒̊͑̚ị̴̧̛͎̲͋̊n̶̛̲͓͖̞̗̓̌g̶̥̗̩̉́̆̈ ̵̯̝̮̳͙̓"̵̹͓̑̄̾͐̾̚p̴̩̜͔̞̯̾ë̴͈́̈́͌̔͆t̵͙̱̬͔̔͆͆̀s̵̝̟̃̌̉̏́͗͜"̴̞̭̱̘̪̌̈́͗͊̽ ̷̱̎́̒͝͝͝ǫ̶̛̰͔͙̺̜͐͝f̴̧̦͙̣̃ ̵̻͎̹̭͛̓̈́y̸͔͙̭̯̙̎ͅo̸͕̻̲̓̈́̓͠u̴̢̟͈̩̯̼͌͒̐r̶̖̙̽s̷̬̰̎̈́͒̊̓ ̸̲̥͈͖̩̑́̐͝i̷̘̙̯̹̲̍̍̐́͑͋s̷̨̜̹̮̟̐̆͝ ̶̢̥̙̓ǎ̵͕̠̐͆b̶͇̿̅̒̑̓̍h̴̡͎͐̎͗o̵̫̿̐͊͑r̵̘̹̍́̇̉̓͝r̶̨̰̣̭͓͒̉̍͊ȇ̷̱̮̥̪̳̍̅͘n̴̖͎̰̺̺̊͆͑t̶͕̜͕͔̀́̂.̶̢̺̮̖̆͠͝
Watcher forbid I make friends after I die. I know you can't relate; you've got the personality of a tumor.
Ṭ̴̉̔̄̓u̴̮͉̘̝̯͈̇̂̅͌͝͝m̷̞̜̥̺͙̈́͠ͅo̷̘͈͙̣̱͗̈́̃̍r̷̢̡̥͈̅?̵̡͉̙͇̔!̵̨͖̭̼̜̫̏̋̆
T̶̨̳̀͗̌ȗ̸̥̱̎̚m̴̤̫̞̣̠̅ͅo̷̟͖͎̘͐̀͆r̵̢̳͈͋͛̈.̸͕̹̹̀̊̔̍͠.̴̟̮̣͈̝̣̓͐̃͐͆͘.̵̛̭͂̀ ̵͈̦͇̩̲̓̔̅́̕H̴̨̳̗̗̲̮̄̀͠m̷̺͎̈͠p̸̛͚̪̝͂͊̍̇h̷͉̣̳͂̉.̵̱̼͙͉͉̱̆̋̇̍͘ ̵̪̪̼͖̠̳̋͊̔T̴̢̲̲̠̭̘͑h̵̭́ḛ̵͉̖̹͔̋̍̇̅͊́ń̵̥̟̖͖͗ ̷̤̉͒͆̓̈́̒I̶͔̰͖̮̩̅̕͠ ̸͇̹͚̪͆̌́̕ś̸͉ḩ̴̤̫̞̦̜̆̇̅̔̀a̷̞͒͆͝l̶͙̦̜̜̞̾l̸̨̢̛̯̙̺̲ ̶͔̖̐̿̔̕͜͠l̸̻͓̲̲̅̂e̴̳͓̩̙̓̿a̴̡͕̠͎̬̓̀̽͜v̶̧̰̼̟͋̏̐͛̇͑͜e̶͇̳͆ ̶̼̇y̸͗͗́̉̑̎͜o̴̹͂u̶̮͂̐̌͂̇r̴̼̘̮̭̊̔̒̆̊͠ ̴͎́͋̒̈̄́ṗ̶̡͓ë̸̢̹͔̼͚́͑̍͠t̸̢̧̪̽̾̽́͛͝s̴͎͓͖͈̆́̒́̽ ̴̢̤̽̈́͆̃̚w̶̢̗̫̗͊̑̕i̷̭̫͚͉̅͂͒̌̿̕ẗ̶͇h̴̡͖̀ ̵̬̓a̴͇̯̯̥̲̾̌͆ ̷̝̙̈́ģ̴̛̬͕̰̫̾̔̈́̋̅i̷̝͕͎͎̘̘̅̕f̷̙̯̊̇̓͛t̵͎̜͔̳̏́͜-̴̱͖̥̔͐̈-̴̯̥̚"̷̛̙͇̑̆̒͘
Ah-ah. One step ahead of you. Don't go leaving your trash all over this nice hotel.
[̷̘͔̬͚́̽͋͗͘A̶̫̮͉͈͙̿͗̾͜͝g̵̡͉͌̈ơ̵͕̤͓̫̕n̶̢̥͖̄̒͜i̴̠̦̙͖̽́̿̽̕͠ž̸̧̙̣͇͕̊̿ĕ̴̦̜̀̔́͝d̵̢̤̯̥̙̈̊̊͊̐ ̶̠͕̤͖͖́̍s̴͔̻͜͝ͅç̷̗̫̆̋̾r̸̉͜͜e̴̝̭̦̞̽̅̍̎å̶̫͖̮̂̈́͂m̶̥͔̻̹̳̓̆̐̕͠]̸̧̙̲͔͗͝͝
"I feel like tearing my fucking skin off."
"I know."
"I can't fucking SLEEP."
"I know, love..."
"Do you know? Because you seem to be totally fine. You're up and smiling, like it doesn't bother you like it bothers me."
"You seem totally fine. I'M IN HELL AND YOU'RE FINE."
"Hey."
"...I-..." [Voice breaks, shaky inhale]
"It's a full moon. I've been dealing with it my whole life. I've had time to get used to it. And... You haven't."
"I don't feel right. I'm sorry-... I-..."
"It's going to happen, Gregor. It's okay."
"I'm in so much pain."
"I know. I'm sorry."
"No, no, no--"
"Shh... I'm here."
"HELP ME--"
[Enraged, pained snarl]
[Cracking of bones, splitting of flesh]
[Confused whine]
[Low, affectionate rumble]
[Affectionate whine]
"Hunt?"
"Hunt."
"Ok. Let's put some pants on, huh?"
What's in here?...
"Hey--..."
"Sweetheart..."
"Hey."
"Huh?..."
"You were thrashing."
"Sorry... Nightmare."
"Come here."