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[dalisaid]

PSA ;

as much as i want sam to have his own blog  (  it just feels right idk  ) ,  my brain has a hard time shuffling so many blogs  &  if i actually wanna write him more often ,  i think i’m gonna have to move him to my multi for the sake of ease .  for the sake of my sanity as well ,  i’ll probably drop most of the threads i have here due to most of them being so old at this point .  but those who want to follow my multi in order to keep interacting with sam ,  i’m willing to continue threads ,  & / or  just whip up a new one for any of you who wish to do so !

thank you all for your patience ,  &  i completely understand if this is an opportunity for some to just drop the mutual ;  i’m really not the most reliable rp partner .  i have a feeling writing on my multi will be a lot easier commitment for me ,  though ,  fingers crossed .

          SAM WILL BE MOVED  HERE  !

[dalisaid]

PSA ;

as much as i want sam to have his own blog  (  it just feels right idk  ) ,  my brain has a hard time shuffling so many blogs  &  if i actually wanna write him more often ,  i think i’m gonna have to move him to my multi for the sake of ease .  for the sake of my sanity as well ,  i’ll probably drop most of the threads i have here due to most of them being so old at this point .  but those who want to follow my multi in order to keep interacting with sam ,  i’m willing to continue threads ,  & / or  just whip up a new one for any of you who wish to do so !

thank you all for your patience ,  &  i completely understand if this is an opportunity for some to just drop the mutual ;  i’m really not the most reliable rp partner .  i have a feeling writing on my multi will be a lot easier commitment for me ,  though ,  fingers crossed .

          SAM WILL BE MOVED  HERE  !

[dalisaid]

𝐢 𝐚𝐦 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞    /    𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐈 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐑𝐄

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[dalisaid]

✎ . ♟

  DYNAMIC CALL ;  romantic ,  antagonistic ,  platonic ,  familial ,  etc  ( a.k.a. like this if you wanna ship with me friends )

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                           Meg hadn’t worn a fighter in a good long while, the last meat-sack she wore being a helpless girl who succumbed to being her host after barely putting up a fight. As she felt Sam’s consciousness shifting inside of her in confusion, she was already beginning to feel satisfied with her revenge. However, this was only the kickoff of her full plan of revenge. She wanted to make him suffer, feeling all of the pain she felt in Hell. She wanted him to feel her father’s full wrath that he had bestowed on her after being exorcised. Just thinking about it made her boil with hatred, clenching her new meat-sack’s hands so tight, she broke skin.

                   “I want you to feel what I felt when you sent me back down                       to Hell. All of the pain, all of the suffering, and worse. My                       father shows no mercy to the suffering, Sammy.”

  FIRST SENSATION THAT’S STARK IN CONTRAST TO DESATURATION , mere blip on a blackout radar ,  nerve-endings lighting up in response to stimuli he can’t discern ;  pinprick sting ,  flesh splitting ,  the slick of blood between fingertips  —  of course  PAIN  is the only thing not sickeningly  NUMB .  ( still ,  it’s preferable to the phantom cling of nothing to his skin )

❛  it’s  SAM .  ❜  it’s nothing but a bass in his bones ,  but it’s somehow  MORE  than before ,  spite thick in veins he can’t feel . ❛  &  it’s not my fault you have unresolved daddy issues .  ❜  somehow coherence breaks through the getoutgetoutgetout that seems to permeate through the entirety of his being in the form of a demeanor he’d more often than not expect of his  BROTHER  than himself .  not that he’s complaining ;  it’s grounding ,  safe ,  FAMILIAR .

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tobeblamed:

     something is not adding up.  dean knows how to fix his own car, and there have been several times when the impala needed a quick fix, but it never broke down out of the blue without any signs of malfunction.  he is always thorough when it comes to maintenance, especially when he takes pride in his own mechanic skills.  dean has been quiet for a while, as he inspected the engine ; sam must assume that it’s merely an unlucky incident.  he can’t leave until he figures out what is wrong  … 

      at sam’s words, he remains quiet, attention fixated on the task of identifying the problem.  he wipes the grease off his hand with an old piece of cloth as he stares down at the engine.  several moments later, when he finally detects the issue, he straightens his back and finally reports,          ‘  there’s nothing wrong with it  …  ’         all this time that he has spent trying to find a problem, he failed to connect their misfortune to the case that they wrongly assumed was closed.  

    dean reached down and pulled out a hexbag that was hidden underneath the car’s battery.  shaking his head lightly and tossed the small bag to his brother for him to burn before he cursed under his breath.      ‘    that bitch  …   ’ 

  BROWS TICK UP AT THE WORDS ,  HANDS RAISING  just in time to snatch the object that has his brother so offended out of the air .  soft ,  small ,  clutched lightly between calloused fingers as the pieces slide themselves together in mind’s eye .  ❝  oh ...  shit  —  ❞  calloused fingers fumble for a moment before they pop the glove compartment open  &  fish for the lighter he knows is there ,  slipping it out  &  flicking the flame to life beneath the  CURSED  object .

he watches it burn with the taste of ash on his tongue ,  expression sour ,  however  APPREHENSIVE .  ❝  maybe she put it there before ?  ❞  wishful thinking ,  perhaps ,  but at the very least a possibility ,  ❝  ... do you think this is all there is ?  ❞  a jerk of his wrist ,  indicating the bag quickly being swallowed up by the heat ,  withered pieces curling on the pavement .

personally ,  he’d rather not turn the impala inside out searching for more hexed objects ,  but considering it’s what they drive ...  fucking  WITCHES .

[dalisaid]

☘ ;  so i guess adding icons to my posts ??  negates my formatting ?  so uHH my replies might just be iconless until that’s fixed laid ease  &  gentles

[dalisaid]

✎ . ♟  @perfectdisastcr​  /  meme

  IT TAKES A MOMENT FOR TUNED-OUT EARS TO TUNE BACK IN ,  absorbed as they are in cancelling out the ever-present thrum of activity packed into the rather  MINUSCULE  bar ;  no easy task ,  but one quite ironed to perfection over the years .  gaze flicks from the enthralling task of absently examining the chipped tabletop to the figure standing by ,  prepared for the smell of far too much alcohol but somewhat surprised to come face to face with ,  well ,  someone’s at least a not entirely  SHITFACED .

still ,  he takes his time responding ,  making sure his all-encompassing desire to stay tucked away into the corner  &  far ,  far away from any  &  all  PEOPLE  about as subtle as a flashing neon billboard .  ❝  … to each their own ?  i could say the same to  YOU .  ❞

“ if this is your idea of fun, i don’t know what to say to you. ” (from devon, a reckless vampire)

[dalisaid]

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[dalisaid]

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TYPE 1. THE REFORMER.

the rational, idealist type:  principled, purposeful, self-controlled, and perfectionistic.

ones are conscientious and ethical, with a strong sense of right and wrong. they are teachers, crusaders, and advocates for change: always striving to improve things, but afraid of making a mistake. well-organized, orderly, and fastidious, they try to maintain high standards, but can slip into being critical and perfectionistic. they typically have problems with resentment and impatience. at their best: wise, discerning, realistic, and noble. can be morally heroic.

Basic Fear:  of being corrupt/evil, defective Basic Desire:  to be good, to have integrity, to be balanced Key Motivations:  want to be right, to strive higher and improve everything, to be consistent with their ideals, to justify themselves, to be beyond criticism so as not to be condemned by anyone

we have named personality type one the reformer because ones have a “sense of mission” that leads them to want to improve the world in various ways, using whatever degree of influence they have. they strive to overcome adversity—particularly moral adversity—so that the human spirit can shine through and make a difference. they strive after “higher values,” even at the cost of great personal sacrifice. ones are people of practical action—they wish to be useful in the best sense of the word. on some level of consciousness, they feel that they “have a mission” to fulfill in life, if only to try their best to reduce the disorder they see in their environment.

ones believe that being strict with themselves (and eventually becoming “perfect”) will justify them in their own eyes and in the eyes of others. but by attempting to create their own brand of perfection, they often create their own personal hell. instead of agreeing with the statement in genesis that god saw what he had created, “and it was good,” ones intensely feel that “it wasn’t—there obviously have been some mistakes here!” this orientation makes it difficult for them to trust their inner guidance—indeed, to trust life—so ones come to rely heavily on their superego, a learned voice from their childhood, to guide them toward “the greater good” which they so passionately seek. when ones have gotten completely entranced in their personality, there is little distinction between them and this severe, unforgiving voice. separating from it and seeing its genuine strengths and limitations is what growth for ones is about.

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[dalisaid]

TAGGED BY:  stolen from @thaegeiro​ xoxo MAKE IT HERE. 

[dalisaid]

OLYMPIAN AESTHETICS .

A P H R O D I T E  ——  laughter loving.  sweet smiles. dressed in silk and satin. flower in their hair. sees the world as a runway. unapologetically sexual. the sea washing their ankles. in love with love. stirrer of passion. cunning concealed by painted lips. secret daggers. doves. revolution in their kiss. delighting in the waves. flirtatious winks. strolling along the beach. staring wistfully from a balcony. this is how to be a heartbreaker. wants to be adored. gets turned on by danger.

A P O L L O ——  glitz and glamour. art galleries. turning the volume up. being made of gold. neatly organized music sheets. notebooks filled with poetry. bathing in the sunlight. the powerful urge to create. collecting vinyl records. beautiful cover of wonderwall. playing multiple instruments. tasting like sunshine. healing touch. speaking in prophecies. smile mingled with wrath. shunning lies. sporting shades. hanging out at music festivals with their friends. sleeps naked. arrow to the heart. paint brushes. probably has a tinder account.

A R E S  ——  armed for battle. wants to raise a dog with their significant other. soft spot for children. gives piggyback rides. scarred body. blood on their hands and face. willing to fight the world . fights against injustice. warm hugs. well worn combat boots. boxing gloves. bandages wrapped around bruised knuckles. fist raised in protest. ignites revolutions. fear is a prison. more sensitive than what their tough shell would have you think. exhausted. damaged goods. force to be reckoned with. red roses. curses under their breath.

A R T E M I S  ——  keen sense of a hunter. freckles like constellations on their skin. piercing eyes. dishevelled braid. moonlight peeking through the shadows. the calm of the forest at night. lying on the grass and staring at the stars. mother doe and her fawn. protecting their kin. the moon shimmering on a still lake. quiver full of arrows resting against the bark of a tree. running with wolves. bonding while circled around a campfire. not being much of a people person. arrow hitting a target. popping egos. patience on 3%. touches heaven and returns howling.

A T H E N A ——  discerning gaze. unreadable face. quiet museums. owl perched on their finger. armour that intimidates. eye for architecture. plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses. studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid. big fan of logic. loves brain teasers. ancient buildings. sweaters in neutrals and cool colours. hair done up. can kill you with their brain. heads to the library often to research. sharpened pencils. abs that can cut steel. stoic statues. pottery classes.

D E M E T E R  ——  soil covered hands. smile that can bloom flowers. skin loved by the sun. being the mom friend. can lift you and your friends. flowers kept in the pockets of overalls. takes pride in their beautiful garden. speaks to their plants. leaves rustling in the wind. stalks of wheat. picking fruit. greenhouses. heart as strong as a mountain. values simplicity. daisies dotted across a collarbone. curls crowned with flowers. folded pile of sweaters in warm hues. pulling out fresh baked bread out of the oven and the smell wafting through the air.

D I O N Y S U S  ——  drunk shitposter. on their sixth glass of wine before you’ve even finished your second. seductive smirks. untamed curls. rich fabrics on dark skin. sleek furred panthers. theatre masks. stage productions. receiving a standing ovation. rose caught between their teeth. being the baby of the bunch. wild parties that last from sundown to sunup. creeping vines. inspiring loyalty. grand opera houses. masquerade balls. rolls of film. shattered chandeliers with broken glass scattered across the wine spilled floor. pouring champagne into flutes. lives for the applause.

H E P H A E S T U S  ——  the calloused hands of someone who knows labor. sweaty brow. flame burning in their eyes. inventive mind. broad shoulders. steampunk goggles. nuts and bolts stored away in little boxes. ashes. striking a match. blueprints for future projects. fixing up a busted up car and giving it cool upgrades. wrestles with bitterness. work boots have seen better years. wrinkled plaid shirts. iron melted in blazing fire. huge jackets. crafting masterpieces. greased stained overalls. fascination with robotics. pain is fuel. stack of weaponry. even their muscles have muscles.

H E R A  ——  resting bitch face. dressed to the nines. cows grazing on a pasture. cool rain. loving and hating fiercely. hand clutching a string of pearls. large chandelier with glittering crystals. plays the sims for the sole purpose of killing off their sims. romance to realism. pictures of the sky while flying on a plane. files that under ‘ fuck it ’. downs glasses of wine as they relax with a scented bubble bath and netflix a good book. like their selfie or you’re grounded. knows 57 convenient ways to murder a man. dark eyes that penetrate your soul. marble and gold.

H E R M E S  ——  devil-may-care smile. always up-to-date on the latest technology. will steal your french fries. does it for the vine. shitposter. puts googly eyes on everything. meme hoarder. long drives on the highway. ma and pop diners. spontaneous road trips. folded maps. fingers dancing across the keyboard of a laptop. shooting hoops on the basketball court. chatting up strangers as you all journey to your own destinations. goes jogging in the morning. mixes redbull with coffee. menace on april fool’s. hoodies and sneakers.

P O S E I D O N  ——  storm with skin. colourful coral reefs. waves crashing against the shore. stroking the soft fur of a cat. their heart pounding as their horse’s gentle trot speeds into a gallop. tousled locks. clothes smeared with paint. owns several sketchbooks yet always yearns to own more. leather jackets. fondness for diy projects. handwriting that flows across the page. nimble fingers playing the strings of a violin. velvety singing voice that haunts your dreams. mood as ever-changing as the sea. the roar of a motorcycle. compass with a spinning arrow.

Z E U S  ——  thunder in their heart. running on coffee. flash of lightning. un-natural charisma. eloquence. bad ass in a nice suit. aficionado of history. force of nature. lenny face. nightmare-filled nights. proud arm around their lover’s waist. high-rise buildings. planes soaring through a cloudless sky. technician on the piano. maintains order. strong handshake. juggling multiple events on their busy schedule with ease. expensive watch.

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[dalisaid]

How long do we mourn our mothers? Unfinished business. Unspoken sentences that burn on the night. Tangled thickets of stymied love.

— Marge Piercy, from “Our neverending entanglement,” Made in Detroit

[dalisaid]

three word starters

“i’ll do it.”

“please just don’t.”

“i hate you.”

“i love you.”

“you love me?”

“please stop it.”

“i can’t breathe.”

“just go away.”

“you’re an ass.”

“you’re a bitch.”

“don’t leave me!”

“don’t walk away.”

“stay with me.”

“i’m begging you…”

“for fucks sake…”

“clean this up!”

“please kiss me.”

“get off me!”

“you are despicable.”

“are you okay!?”

“don’t do this.”

“please shut up.”

“are you drunk?”

“don’t forget me.”

[dalisaid]

  some  one  word  prompts .    (    send   one   of   the   words   for   our   muses   to   interact   based   off   that   word   )

goodbye :  my  muse  kissing  and/or  hugging  your  muse  goodbye.

secrets :   my  muse  sharing/confiding  their  deepest,  darkest  secret  with  your  muse.

nightmare :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muses  aid  when  they  awake  from  a  nightmare.

push :   my  muse  pushing  your  muse  out  of  the  way  of  danger.

embrace :   my  muse  abruptly  throwing  their  arms  around  your  muse,  hugging  them  tightly.

bloody :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muse  with  blood  stains  on  their  clothes  and  hands,  shaking.

drunk :   my  muse  takes  care  of  your  muse  while  they  are  in  a  drunken  state.

bed :   my  muse  wakes  up  in  the  same  bed  as  your  muse  with  little  recollection  of  the  night  before.

slap :   my  muse  slaps  your  muse  across  the  face  out  of  anger.

gone :   my  muse  stays  by  your  muses  side  while  they  take  their  last  breath.

scream :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  quickly  runs  to  their  side.

sleep :   my  muse  falls  asleep  on  your  muse,  making  it  hard  for  my  muse  to  leave.

stalk :   my  muse  gets  caught  by  your  muse  trailing  behind  them,  watching  them.

sacrifice :   my  muse  jumps  in  front  of  your  muse,  sacrificing  their  life  for  your  muses  life.

trail :   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scares,  asking  them  about  it.

love :   my  muse  confronts  your  muse  about  why  they  never  say  ’ i  love  you ’  back.

piggyback :   my  muse  jumps  on  your  muses  back,  my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride.

jump :   my  muse  runs  to  your  muse  and  jumps  up,  my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs.

dance :   my  muse  holds  their  hand  out,  waiting  for  your  muse  to  come  out  and  slow  dance  with  them.

carry :   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house,  either  drunk,  or  a  weakened  state,  can  specify. 

lighter :   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette.

shot :   my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses  house  for  aid.

wound :   my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten.

fight :   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else.

arrest :   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  with  swarming  police  everywhere.

hospital :   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened.

gun :  my  muse  pulls  out  a  gun  on  your  muse,  your  muse  tries  to  talk  them  into  putting  the  gun  down. 

betrayal :  my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them  in  same  way  and  confronts  them  about  it.

nude :  my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked.

karaoke :  my  muse  pulls  your  muse  up  on  stage  with  them  to  sing  some  karaoke  songs. 

laughter :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  laughing  uncontrollably  and  approaches  to  see  if  they  are  okay.

murder :   my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  committing  a  gruesome  murder.

wet :   my  muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for  your  muse  to  join  them.

[dalisaid]

   feel free to change pronouns / wording !

warning for spoilers and bad language.

“ we gotta get to the roof. ”  

“ if we don’t get her to a hospital, she’s going to die. ”  

“ i’m not even supposed to be out here. ”  

“ tracks are fresh. ”  

“ just a graze. ”  

“ he’s losin’ a lot of blood  -  he’s not gettin’ far. ”  

“ bleedin’ out. that’s a helluva way to go. ”  

“ what d’ you suppose that feels like, huh ? torn apart. eaten alive. ”  

“ don’t leave me out here. ”  

“ something’s blocking the road. ”  

“ loan me your shotgun. i’ll walk point. ”  

“ i think it’s dead. ”  

“ i’m gonna kill them all, every fuckin’ one of ‘em. ”  

“ why don’t you wait out here ? let me make sure it’s all clear. ”  

“ i’m not gonna kill ya  -  stop runnin’ ! ”  

“ don’t you ever touch me. ”  

“ just get the fuck outta my way. ”  

“ i could’a blown your goddamn head off ! ”  

“ if you had bullets, i wouldn’t be breathin’ now, would i ? ”  

“ you don’t sound like  -  like yourself. ”  

“ there’s no such thing as a starving patriot. ”  

“ i heard gunshots. ”  

“ you’re gonna get yourself killed. ”  

“ don’t do anything stupid. ”  

“ anyone touches this bike, or anything on it  -  i break your fingers.. ”  

“ it’s not his job t’ know it’s your goddamn job t’ know. ”  

“ well aren’t you the optimist. ”  

“ trouble in paradise ? ”  

“ you got a price on your head. ”  

“ wonder what happened here. ”  

“ i don’t know what i would do if i lost you. ”  

“ you get his attention, i’m gonna try to sneak around behind him. ”  

“ could you use a ride ? ”  

“ so what’s a nice girl like you doing in a place like this ? ”  

“ my ex would say i’ve been lost for years. ”  

“ oh my god i could’ve killed somebody. ”  

“ did you kill them ? ”  

“ don’t get soft on me. ”  

“ how are you alive ? ”  

“ you’re not the only one who lost someone that night. ”  

“ i know how to shoot a gun. ”  

“ i don’t need a goddamn babysitter, i’m fine. ”  

“ it’s a long story. ”  

“ i’ll have us back in your bed by ten. ”  

“ you don’t want to get infected. ”  

“ we’ve all done things we’re not proud of. ”  

“ don’t sneak up on me like that ! ”  

“ i want to forget. ”  

“ you’re just a regular stand-up guy. ”  

“ i guess i should’ve been a surgeon. ”  

“ you are writing checks with other mens’ blood. ”  

“ this is getting old fast. ”  

“ never much liked kids  -  they always tended to get on my nerves. ”  

“ do you have my back here ? ”  

“ i don’t like starting trouble but  -  i’ll finish it if i have to. ”  

“ caring’ll just get you killed. ”  

“ easy to kill a man, when he’s just some piece’a meat standing between you and what you need. ”  

“ so, you and _____. ”  

“ almost sounded like you volunteered for some shit. ”  

“ never piss off a woman who knows how to use a scalpel. ”  

“ i’m just fuckin’ with you. ”  

“ try not to get your ass shot off. ”  

“ look on the bright side, looks like you’re stuck with me. ”        

“ there’s a few lines i haven’t crossed. ”  

“ you gotta know when to cut a man loose. ”  

“ little late for a stroll. ”  

“ that’s what brothers do. ”  

“ this how we’re goin’ out ? ”  

“ only if you promise to ride me as much as your bike. ”  

“ you were always a fighter. ”  

“ take your shirt off, sit on the table. ”  

“ maybe one day, stop and light a candle. it can get pretty cold and dark out there. ”  

“ i never saw it  -  it was on me so fast. ”  

“ everything that makes you who you are, oh, it can be burned away. ”  

“ everyone i ever cared about is dead. ”  

“ you have to run because they will kill you. ”  

“ do you know how to use a gun ? ”  

“ you’re a godsend, i was praying so hard. ”  

“ i thought i lost you. ”  

“ are you sure this isn’t personal ? ”  

“ i’m not a church goin’ type. ”  

“ the world is what it is. ”  

“ we make the world what it is, by what we do. ”  

“ what are you, five ? ”  

“ survivin’ isn’t livin’. ”  

“ i think that you’re afraid to be here. ”  

“ we need you, and that scares the hell outta you. ”  

“ it’s not murder if they shoot at you first. ”  

“ what does it matter if everyone else is dead ? ”  

“ i’m giving you an order. ”  

“ i don’t need your goddamn help. ”  

“ y’ know, making me a co-conspirator ? not very chivalrous. ”  

“ you don’t take anything seriously. ”  

“ how many men have you killed ? ”  

“ you’re dead. you’re  -  you’re supposed to be dead ! ”  

“ yeah, i tried to hit that once. ”  

“ nice place, it’s got that woman’s touch. ”  

“ there was so many of them. ”  

“ you enjoyed that. ”  

“ are you tryin’ to convince me ? or you ? ”  

“ they’re infected. it’s what made them so hyper-aggressive. ”  

“ trust no one, expect the worst. ”  

“ they used me. ”  

“ i didn’t mean to kill him. ”  

“ so get up, dust yourself off, try again. ”  

“ most people out there ? they’re just trying to survive and here you are, trying to save the goddamn world. ”  

“ that shit is locked and loaded. ”  

“ i’m not gonna apologize for being lucky. ”  

“ i hope this was worth it. ”  

“ there’s a horde coming ! ”  

“ you’re one of the good ones, man ! ”  

“ hey, you watch your mouth. ”  

“ sometimes, in the search for truth, the blood of innocents is spilled. ”  

“ i didn’t say it was a good plan. ”  

“ i wasn’t gonna let ‘em kill ya. ”  

“ you did the world a solid. ”  

“ would you like some tea ? i’m sure you would. ”  

“ you destroyed everything we worked for. ”  

“ hope you saved some for me. ”  

“ what the hell does that even mean ? ”  

“ you don’t have to tell me this. you can stop. ”