Mojave Thot

Dialogue & Lyric Starters from episode 2 "Some Mysteries Are Better Unsolved" of Arcane, Netflix. Change pronouns as desired.

"A little danger is worth the risk, don't you think?"

"Careful, that your parents' money you're dropping."

"Who authorized your research?"

"Imprisonment. What a curious principle. We confine the body, yet the mind is still free."

"Remind me why we bother with this dump?"

"Hey! If she didn't keep fixing these things, I wouldn't keep missing."

"You guys know I wouldn't take you on a job you couldn't handle, right?"

"You're just protecting your kids."

"We look out for each other. It's the way it's always been."

"You can't make a prototype without breaking a few wrenches."

"All I see is a boy meddling with things he doesn't understand."

"I've seen this power in the wrong hands. It corrupts. Consumes."

"You carry your chin so high, you fail to see the opportunity below."

"Magic saved your life."

"They're monsters."

"There's a monster inside all of us."

"Real power doesn't come to those who were born the strongest, or fastest or smartest. No. It comes to those who will do anything to achieve it."

"It's time to let the monster out."

"My dad says you're a misfit, and that we can't be friends anymore."

"I'm a misfit too, I suppose."

"You people down here are all the same."

"You're just a small man in a whole the world forgot to bury."

"I'm gonna bury the lot of you!"

"No, we're not okay. They almost saw [name], what if they took her?"

"What I don't understand is how you can work with them."

"I grew up knowing that I'm less than them. That my place is down there."

"I want [name] to have more than that, and I'm willing to fight for it."

"Nobody wins in war."

"Am I interrupting?"

"A little egotistical, don't you think?"

"When you're going to change the world, don't ask for permission."

"I don't even know your name."

"They're gonna work this time, I know it."

Caring & Reassuring Sentences, Vol. 5

(Sentences from various sources for muses that care for each other. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"There's no point in fighting battles you can't win."

"Maybe you should tell me what's bothering you?"

"Relax. You can't see everything coming."

"Not every choice will be like this one."

"Are you really okay?"

"I've always thought of you as one of the good ones."

"It's okay to get angry once in a while."

"You look like you could use some company?"

"I don't tell you stuff because you don't want to know, but I'm there for you. I have always been there for you."

"I'm going to fix you."

"Guilt does a lot of damage."

"I miss her too, you know."

"You can't save everyone."

"Relax. This is a matter of inconvenient timing, that's all."

"I think you have been afraid all your life."

"I know you're screwed up - I know you are always gonna be screwed up - but you're the most incredible man I've ever known."

"Do you need a hug?"

"You don't have to check to see if I'm judging you. I'm not."

"People make a lot of bad choices when they're confused."

"You're too hard on yourself. You always have been."

"You must not blame yourself for anything that happened in this house."

"I mean, everybody panics. Everybody. Things get tense, you panic. It's human nature."

"You don't need to fake anything. You're better than that."

"Have you any idea how much I've missed you?"

"I could help. Whatever this is, it's eating away at you. We could get past it together."

"This must be a lot for you to process."

"We all make mistakes, and we all pay a price."

"You're a good man. Anybody can see that."

"Sometimes things go wrong, no matter what we promise. There are things in this world that we can't control, but we do our best, hm?"

"How are you really in the grand scheme of things?"

"Look, everybody knows there's something wrong with them. They just don't know what it is."

"Will you hold me? Just for a moment."

"Life never turns out the way you think it will."

"We all want to be saved. Sometimes, it's just from ourselves."

"I know you better than you know yourself."

"All change is bad? It's not true, you know."

"You’re not in any trouble. There is nothing to fear."

"If you don't want to talk about it, why don't you write about it instead?"

"I always understood, you know, and I have forgiven you. You just need to forgive yourself."

"If emotions made you act rationally, then they wouldn’t be called emotions, would they?"

" is there anything about yourself that you haven't told me ? "

" will you come back to visit me ? "

" what could it mean ? "

" this is not the correct way , and you know it . "

" this is truly a room worth admiring . "

" your obsession borders on creepy . "

" this reflects poorly on your overall personality . "

" maybe this is why everyone left you . "

" are you just sitting around waiting for more dialogue ? "

" no one gets to tell me what to do . "

" everyone thinks you are very powerful . "

" there is nothing in the broom closet . no reason to still be here . "

" you're not even doing anything ! "

" please offer me some explanation here ; i'm genuinely confused . "

" the broom closet ending is my favourite . "

" you're fat and ugly and really , really stupid . "

" you're addicted to drugs and hookers ! "

" that kind of anxiety isn't healthy . "

" i'm not your enemy . really , i'm not . "

" i think perhaps we've gotten off on the wrong foot here . "

" how i wish to destroy you . how i wish to control you . "

" investing your trust in someone is difficult . "

" please , stop trying to make every decision by yourself . "

" this is it . your chance to redeem yourself . "

" i can't believe i've been so mistaken . "

" you and i don't even know each other . we're like strangers . "

" i still don't know you . and you don't know me . "

" you like being alone , don't you ? "

" perhaps you'll see me again , if you can find me . "

" i've escaped from that dull office and pesky narrator . "

" what are you talking about ?! "

" this is so stupid . why are we even doing this ? "

" you've demonstrated such bravery here today . "

" do you have zero consideration for others ?! "

" oh , thank god . you are willing to listen to me . "

" i think i feel ... happy . i actually feel happy . "

" no , wait ... where are you going ? "

" promise me you won't go back there . just - just stay here . "

" you are going to stay here , aren't you ? "

" please , don't take this from me ! "

" nothing good can come from this . "

" we can't be happy if we leave this place . "

" comedic timing is so difficult . i wish i was better at it . "

" it's just a bucket ! it can't think , it can't talk ! "

" i suppose you don't need me anymore . "

" you believe i'm real , don't you ? "

" give it to me ! give me the bucket , i need it ! "

" it's nice to see you again . "

" i'm on your side . we're in this together . "

" obviously the bucket isn't talking to you and telling you to do things . "

" do you see that i really have wanted you to be happy all this time ? "

" are you that convinced i want something bad to happen to you ? "

" that wasn't supposed to be a choice . how did you do that ? "

" can you see ? can you see how much we need one another ? "

" in the vast infiniteness of space , your thoughts and problems are materially insignificant . "

" when every path you can walk has been created for you long in advance , death becomes meaningless , making life the same . "

" although this passageway has the word ' escape ' written on it , the truth is at the end of this hall , you'll meet your violent death . "

📬 » @cottonbelles

❝ a BHAALSPAWN? Uh, yeah, I sure hope I spawned from someone's BALLS. ❞

‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒ A beat of silence before it registers; she's so taken aback by the outlandish response that Jaheira can't help but bark out a laugh.

Stifling her laugh, she covers her mouth and huffs through her nostrils, the surprise replaced with a twinge of melancholy. "You know, you remind me of someone eerily familiar-- she would have made a joke like that."

【💣】— Cotton gave a smirk in response to finally getting Jaheira to crack. While the older woman hadn't exactly been the epitome of stoicism, seeing her laugh that hard had brought some satisfaction to the Monk-Ranger's less-than-satisfying news.

———-> A Bhaalspawn. Descendants of the god of murder, who, a hundred years ago, caused not one, but two nearly-catastrophic events in Fae'run. One being the rise of Sarevok, the other being Mellisan. It made perfect sense now, Cotton thought, why she had these horrible impulse thoughts, why she had such an almost uncontrollable urge to murder. To kill, kill, and kill again, only for the bloodlust to never be satisfied.

Her smile faded, expression now growing of concern. What now? She looked to Jaheira, inquisitive.

———-> ❝Who?❞

‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒ Yunae stared down at Halsin's corpse, looking more like they were severely annoyed than shocked or grieving. They had a scroll of resurrection, and Withers wasn't but a few metres away. Still, thinking empathetically, that *had* to have hurt.

"You can't just go around shooting anyone you think is suspicious, idiot. And it's 'doppelgänger' by the way." They added pedantically.

【💣】— ❝...Oh.❞ Well, there went her plan to slaughter the entire camp to both find Orin AND get rid of this murder-itch she'd had since they got to the Gate. Something told her that Withers wouldn't help out if she did that, anyway, and she highly doubted anyone would agree to that asinine idea.

———-> The Dark Urge... it turned out her impulse to violently rip anyone asunder that she had barely been able to keep under control this entire time, the Urge that she had been repressing and attempting to satisfy with the overindulgence in addictive substances and sex when the slaughter of the appropriate enemies wasn't enough... it had been something far darker than she expected. A Bhaalspawn.

———-> Her glacial blue eyes looked down at Halsin's lifeless corpse with a frown. She wasn't looking forward to the conversation with him later. As understanding and patient as Halsin was, even a saint of Ilmater would be pissed off at that stunt, and she'd probably get an earful of a lecture from him about this.

While it was clear that neither of them knew exactly what it was that they were going to do about this, at least they had a place to start. She was right about the fact that they were near water, so they were probably not too far from a settlement or the like. If there was ever a place to start looking for a cure for all of this, it was there.

❝You're right about that--if we follow the river, then we are sure to find someone. Hopefully, that someone will be someone that can help. If you're okay with it, perhaps we could look together? I know I don't look like much, but my spells pack a pretty mean punch.❞ If she was being honest, she packed a punch herself.

Having grown up moving constantly from one skirmish or another, Eve was quite well versed at being able to take care of herself. That, and she would put her money on being able to protect others, so if Cottonbelles wanted to team up, she wouldn't be against it. Two tadpoled heads were better than one, right?

【💣】— ❝Anything's better than staying here, let's go.❞ The half-elf didn't seem to waste much time after that, and made a start towards the river. Along it's edge, Cotton followed the direction of the stream, then checked behind her to see if the sorceress was following.

———-> ❝Just out of curiosity, you wouldn't happen to like, have any memory loss since the abduction, would you?❞ She asked her new companion. It would be a safe enough bet to assume that the reason why she couldn't remember much of anything was because something was literally eating her brain, right?

She's nodding along as she listens to the case presenting before her and then folds her hands behind her bak with a short hum as she mulls the question over. It was not the first time that this was presented to her in a scenario. The only difference then was that it had been a infidel in her then Spider Queen's own nest, and it had been Minthara's duty and solemn oath to strike them down on the spot.

"What you say may be true, in some concepts. Except, what is done to the Drider Monstrosities condemned for whatever crime that may be - is done to ensure Lolth's victims do not leave her side. They are made exampels of, to any who would stand against her." She inhales with the lift and fall of her shoulders, ever familiar with her former patron. The very notion, the memory of her service, twists an ache inside of her chest - an ache of rage. "Which is why, when I intend to make the Spider Queen bleed, I will have to cleave her head from her shoulders and tear her heart from her chest."

【💣】— Cottonbelle could get behind destroying gods, if only they knew how. The very adventure before them was to destroy a god as their goal, or rather, whatever the hells this Absolute thing was. Judging from the strange meaty flesh throbbing around in Moonrise Towers, combined from the information Gale had squeezed out of the Oblodra merchant, it must have something to do with Illithids.

———-> ❝Well, either way, she sounds dumb,❞ She said with far too much confidence for someone with her intelligence stat should be responding with.

She was glad that a lot of that was without an explanation, only because some of it was incredibly UNSETTLING. The kind of unsettling that raised a lot of questions, but some of it had also been her own. Not a lot, but that came with this damned shared connection and she didn't mind pretending she didn't know any of it either.

Coming clean could come much later.

【💣】— ❝Hah! No.❞ She replied. ❝Or, well... we're near fresh water, so there HAS to be a settlement or village nearby or something.❞

———-> Somehow, the mysterious monk could at least recall certain tidbits on the basics of humanoid civilization, despite not recalling anything of her past. Maybe she had been some type of traveler before, or a scout or ranger?

🌺 Starter for @cottonbelles 🌺

‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒ The Tiefling refugees had been friendly enough party hosts (or guests, considering it was *their* camp,) but eventually, Yunae tired of socialising, and quietly dipped out.

They crossed the small, shallow river by hopping from stone to stone, and escaped to a small, secluded enough clearing; sheet music book in one hand, viola in the other.

The bard was not too far to be out of ear-shot, however, purposefully, so in case they needed to call for help, help wouldn't be too far away. Wyll would probably be the first to hear and approach, given he was just on the other side of the creek-- again, on purpose, since Wyll seemed like he was the most trustworthy out of all of their group.

【💣】— Cottonbelle, the heroine of the party, was living it up to the fullest. Wine was drank, dancing was had, but, with Alfira gone, there was a somber lack of music.

———-> "She's gone and it's all your doing," The Urge spoke, "what is this guilt you're feeling? You should be proud, it's your inheritance, after all." Suddenly, the monk didn't feel so much like partying.

———-> Not without music, at least. That would definitely fix things and stop making her feel shitty. Where was Yunae? They were a bard, sometimes, she thought. She could have sworn she saw them earlier.

———-> She couldn't see them, but she heard them, clear as night, across the river. Sliding away from the party herself, she decided to go see what they were up to.