"Call me Light."

so, casual public announcement: i (& a few other super helpful folks!) am organizing & hosting a kill la kill fan contribution project that anyone can contribute to. i’ve been referring to it as the trigger letter project so far. here’s the deal:

Trigger loves their international fans, but i doubt they get a lot of fanmail from them, because international post is expensive and their fanmail address is difficult to get ahold of. so, to show appreciation to trigger from their international fans, i will be accepting contributions of letters, fanart, photos of you in your KLK cosplay, your KLK merch shrines, or anything else that could fit in a large book, binding all of the fanmail into a decorated book, and sending the book to Studio Trigger in Japan as a show of appreciation for their work and for Kill la Kill from their international fans.

your contribution doesn’t have to be in Japanese. Trigger has onsite translators. your letter or fanart can be typed, digitally done, or hand-sketched and handwritten and physically sent to me if you want (and if you trust your handwriting to be legible.)

Vampires have taken over the Earth. They have killed more than half of the human population, and what mortals are left they feed off of as they please. Muse A is a vampire from one of the wealthiest families. Muse B is one of the few rebel slayers in hiding, who spends their time killing as many vampires as possible without getting killed.

During one of their attacks, Muse B becomes careless and gets caught. As punishment, rather than being killed immediately, they are taken to the auction, a place where only the most elite vampires purchase personal blood slaves.

From the moment Muse B is brought in, Muse A takes a liking to them, placing the highest bid.

Partner can choose either Muse A or B.

You cheated.

You’re supposed to be dead!

Unless, of course, he knew you wouldn’t believe the truth even if he told it to you.

I want you to leave and never come back.

I didn’t steal it, if that’s what you mean.

Parleley, parlelellyleloooo, par le nee, partner, par… snip, parsley…

That’s not true. I am not obsessed with treasure.

 And really bad eggs. Drink up me ‘earties. Yo ho.

 No! Not good! Stop! Not good! What are you doing? You burned all the food, the shade… the rum.

Why is the rum gone?

There’ll be no living with her after this.

 The only rules that really matter are these: what a man can do and what a man can’t do. 

I think we’ve all arrived at a very special place. Spiritually, ecumenically, grammatically.

 I want you to know that I was rooting for you. Know that.

A wedding? I love weddings. Drinks all around!

If you were waiting for the opportune moment, that was it.

 You need to find yourself a girl, mate. Or perhaps the reason you practice three hours a day is that you already found one, and are otherwise incapable of wooing said strumpet. You’re not a eunuch are you?

 I think it’d be rather exciting to meet a pirate.

Don’t do anything stupid.

No. I cannot just step aside and let you escape.

 You didn’t beat me. You ignored the rules of engagement. In a fair fight, I’d kill you.

That’s not much incentive for me to fight fair, then, is it?

Sticks and stones, love. I saved your life, you saved mine. We’re square.

Do us a favor… I know it’s difficult for you… but please, stay here, and try not to do anything… stupid.

Borrowed… borrowed without permission, but with every intention of bringing it back.

 Goes with your black heart.

I’m gonna teach you the meaning of pain.

You seem somewhat familiar. Have I threatened you before?

Every decision you’ve made has only brought us from bad to worse.

Now as long as you’re just hanging there, pay attention.

 Even a good decision if made for the wrong reasons can be a wrong decision.

 And that was without even a single drop of rum.

Shoot him and cut out his tongue, then shoot his tongue! And trim that scraggly beard!

Sometimes things come back mate. We’re livin’ proof, you and me.

What? You’ve seen it all, done it all. Survived. That’s the trick isn’t it? To survive?

NOBODY MOVE! I’ve dropped me brain.

Up is down. That’s just maddeningly unhelpful. Why are these things never clear?

 I leave you people alone for just a minute look what happens, everything’s gone to pot!

We must fight… to run away!

Why should I sail with any of you? Four of you have tried to kill me in the past… one of you succeeded.

I have no sympathy for any of you feculent maggots and no more patience to pretend otherwise. Gentlemen, I wash my hand of this weirdness.

You may kill me, but you can never insult me. Who am I?

You’re in my way, boy.

I once sailed with a geezer lost both his arms and part of his eye.

MY peanut!

Advise your brethren. You can fight, and all of you will die… or you can not fight, in which case only most of you will die.

Cruel is a matter of perspective.

There will come a time when you have a chance to do the right thing.

I love those moments. I like to wave at them as they pass by.

Oi! Fishface! Lose something? Eh? Scungilli!

I got a jar of dirt, I got a jar of dirt, and guess what’s inside it!

If you don’t want it, give it back.

I’m deeply flattered, son, but my first and only love is the sea.

 My tremendous intuitive sense of the female creature informs me that you are troubled.

Do you fear… death? Do you fear that dark abyss? All your deeds laid bare, all your sins punished?

Life is cruel. Why should the afterlife be any different?

you mistrust me? Listen, you can mistrust him, trust me.

You look bloody awful, what are you doing here?

‘Ello beastie.

Final Fantasy XIII Trilogy 30-Day Challenge: Day 19 - Favourite Boss Theme: Divine Love

ϟ- Hold fate in her hands? It was strange. She felt as if she did hold it in her own hands. Were her memories trying to push through?