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“Stranger Things “Chapter One: The Vanishing of Will Byers” sentence pack”

— “Don’t be a pussy. Fireball him!” “Kiss your mom goodnight for me.” “Race back to my place?” “Who do you think would make more money in a freak show?” “You better still hang out with me. That’s all I’m saying.” “I’ll come in your window. No one will even know I’m there. I’m stealthy. Like a ninja.” “We’ve discussed this. Mornings are for coffee and contemplation. Slow. Slow.” “Hey! Come here! You think you can steal from me?” “Do I make myself clear? …Do. I. Make. Myself. Clear?” “Eh, you think we got a problem here?” “This is such bullshit! So we’re under house arrest just because some kid got lost on the way home from school?” “I always had a distaste for science.” “I’m worried about __________.” “My point is, he could have played it safe, but he didn’t. He put himself at risk to help the party.” “What are you doing here?” “You just sit real tight. Whoever it is, I’ll tell them to go away real quick, alright?” “Don’t do anything stupid.” “How about this? How about every time you get something right I have to take off an item of clothing? But every time that you get something wrong…” “You’re so cute when you’re lying.” “You’re an idiot, [First & Last Name].” “You are beautiful, [First & Last Name].” “I know I haven’t been there for you. I’ve been working so hard and– I just, I feel bad. I don’t even– barely know what’s going on with you. Alright? I am sorry.” “What’s wrong? Tell me. Tell me.” “You just have to trust me on this, okay?” “Shut up! Shut up! Did you hear that?”

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I was in my library today and pulled random romance novels off the shelf, opened to any page, and wrote down whatever sentence of dialogue I read first - a sentence pack.

“You? Couldn’t measure up to what I needed? What do you mean?” “I meant I wouldn’t push you for sex.” “Are you developing a tendre for him?” “Oh, no! I could never be a duchess!” “Devil take you! What is wrong with you?” “You big-footed bitch! At least I’m having sex.” “I’ve listed after women before, far more often and for less reason that I should have, but I can’t recall ever actually liking any of them.” “I’m not that… that easy.” “Shagging. That’s British for fucking, right?” “You are being too wicked.” “I suppose you believe in the Loch Ness Monster, too.” “I am not so good as to stop. Nor am I being really bad. After all, the world has already given you to me, and there really is no choice for us except to submit to what fate has decreed.” “This is no dream. It’s a fucking nightmare.” “It’s research. And dating, I guess. Not love.” “Sorry. But between the aches in my body and what I am finally recalling, I’m feeling a bit put out.” “You loved it. Admit it.” “It felt too good. Unearthly. Amazing.” (via the-write-ideas)

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In the library I felt better, words you could trust and look at till you understood them, they couldn’t change half way through a sentence like people, so it was easier to spot a lie.

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James Bond Sentence Starters

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“I always enjoyed learning a new tongue.” “I didn’t recognize you with your clothes on.” “I’ll do anything for a woman with a knife.” “I think they were on their way to a funeral.” “I’m giving you the opportunity to walk out with your life.” “I won’t consider myself to be in trouble until I start weeping blood.” “I admit killing you would be a pleasure.” “Oh, I travel… a sort of licensed troubleshooter.” “In my business, you prepare for the unexpected.” “Why is it that people who can’t take advice always insist on giving it?” “Which bullet has my name on it? The first or the last?” “She always did enjoy a good squeeze.” “Darling, what could possibly go wrong, eh?” “Some men are coming to kill us. We’re going to kill them first.” “Oh good, here comes a train.” “You know, you’re cleverer than you look.” “ I know where you keep your gun. ‘Suppose that’s something.” “I’m sorry I’m not sorry.” “The job’s done and the bitch is dead.” “Do I look like I give a damn?” “I have a slight inferiority complex.” “The world is not enough.”

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—doorways of the extinct / yoseixaya

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The Librarian had concluded that Aya must have believed he wasn’t aware of what was transpiring. If she truly was able to pull of what books and manuscripts referred to as magic and witchcraft, there shouldn’t have been an issue in the slightest reverting the effects of the leather-bound booklet. And even with the original incantation being something that probably fell along the lines of an ancient magic (as old as the language it was written in), Braddock had always told him that there was a way to change the effects of one magic spell with another - because “it all came from the same place” apparently. Based upon the fact that his mentor was probably still alive and kicking due to some magic of his own, Xavier was far more inclined to believe him than his dear, fellow adventurer and apparent magic entity, Aya Ueto.

But things suddenly went black before Xavier could protest.

And then he found himself in a completely different place: One unlike anything he’d ever known. Naturally, the fairy appeared rather excited about the predicament they’d found themselves in, which should’ve been obvious due to her relative disinterest in rescuing him from the peril they were in just seconds before. Perhaps this was something she did on the regular basis; For someone who was well-versed and a regular user of magic, there was no reason to believe this was out of the ordinary for her. Braddock certainly made it seem like it became an almost everyday thing after awhile. Given he was the Librarian, it meant this was probably going to become part of his life soon enough - assuming he lived for long - but the delay was appreciated.

“I’m not particularly thrilled about this dimension or the wings or anything transpiring right now,” An irritated brow rose with an almost accusatory power. How was he supposed to feel about the situation, being the person out of his element? Other dimensions were meant to be a thing of science (and even then a distant kind of science) and not magic. Science? Xavier could handle science and all of the relatively inane ideas that came with all the theories and desires. The reasoning behind most of it was usually enough for the archivist to accept even the slightest part of whatever imaginative thing was shoved his way at that moment. Magic? Xavier could not say the same thing for. Magic was apparently another word for “sufficiently advanced technology”, but he always had a hard time getting behind that.

“A house means inhabitants and inhabitants mean trouble. Let’s just see how to revert this and get back to where we’re meant to be, all right?” With both brows raised now, the archivist took on a more pleading look. He just wanted to get back to where he was most comfortable: The real world... or dimension, apparently. With the book still in his possession, Xavier took a gander at the pages once more in hope that something would stand out and aid him with returning to the comforts of Tokyo Metropolitan Library, “Because, if we’re honest, neither one of us can afford getting into trouble when we’re so unfamiliar with this place.”

#xt.compositions;#entitled: doorways of the extinct #t; miss ueto a.#scarletxaya

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Name: Go Sang-wookAge: 30Occupation: FORSETI operative and asset

“You need to work with me on this; Block it out, whatever it is, and work with me,” It felt like he was running through a script at this point, but it was a necessary one. Minako was difficult to deal with from time to time, which required a little more on his part; Mostly he needed to appeal to the logical side of her, as the emotional one was not readily available - to anyone. And when it came to tracking down and detaining individuals of a particular power sets, there was a lot more to it than a firearm here and some cunning there. Sang-wook needed someone who was able to do a little more than he was capable doing, which is where Minako, his partner, came in. So, when she got these moods where she allowed her emotions to overtake her, he had to serve as the voice of reason. Of course, he knew she was sensitive to this sort of thing, but he needed her - now, "Because we need to catch these people as soon as possible."

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