𝕾𝖎𝖗 𝕴𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖌𝖗𝖆 𝕱𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖇

feel free to change words and pronouns as needed.

“If you’re my friend, why are you hiding in the dark?”

“You’re not my friend. You’re scary.”

“Well, you feel like you could just about die.”

“I feel very relieved to be here with you guys.”

“We don’t owe this town shit!”

“But you know what they say about (place). No one who dies here ever really dies!”

“Alone? Oh, you’ve always been alone.”

“It’s your fault what happened, isn’t it?”

“You think this is some sort of game, huh? Well fuck you, alright?!”

“You’re braver than you think.”

“Yeah, I gotta be honest, man. All due respect, this is fucking stupid, alright?”

“Oh, did it work, (name)? Did it work? Tell them why your silly little ritual didn’t work!”

“Are you fucking kidding me, (name)?”

“Oh my God, what happened to you?”

“Nothing. I’m fine. I’m fine. Everything’s fine.”

“Yeah, splitting up would be dumb, man. We gotta go together, alright?”

“I know what you are. That’s why I’m not afraid.”

“I know your secret! Your dirty little secret! Oh, I know your secret! Your DIRTY little secret! Should I tell them, (name)?”

“Look at you… you’re all grown up.”

“Hey, fuck face! You wanna play Truth or Dare? Here’s the truth: you’re a sloppy bitch!”

“You should cut that fucking mullet, it’s been like thirty years, man!”

“I love what he’s done with the place.”

“I know your every move, you little bitch.”

“I’m a Loser. And I’ll always be a fucking Loser.”

“Yeah, man. That’s what we were supposed to do, asshole.”

“Close your eyes if you don’t believe. Close them and see.”

“He’s alright, he’s just hurt. We gotta get him out of here. He’s just hurt.”

Oh dear, let me see those smokey eyes ‘Cause you’re a villainous thing And we can’t have you living a lie Oh dear, let’s remove those pretty clothes ‘Cause you’re a villainous thing, oh And I don’t think anyone knows.

– how demanding!  What rarity and delight, the request.  Slinking shadows part from walls, filmed in the lambent light of a red moon through the window.  (What a LOVELY night it is!)  Shadows pull and stretch, and rather than moving around the chair to face his Master proper, he stretches long and limbed over the back of the chair, tongue snaking.  

there isn’t any god and when you die, you’re just dead and heaven’s just a fairytale to put you to the bed there ain’t nobody watching us, ‘cause nobody cares and in the end we’re living all alone.   ind. alucard of hellsing / written by mochi ( credit. )

Injured

“Oh shit, are you alright?”

“Dude, I don’t think you’re alright.”

“Blood’s not supposed to be coming from there…”

“That looks broken.”

“Can you move your __?” 

“Are you okay?”

“That doesn’t look good.”

“Who did this?”

“Did you do this to yourself?”

“How did this happen?”

“We need to get you to a hospital.”

“Do you need to go to a hospital?”

“That’s not supposed to bend that way.”

“Do you want me to look at it?”

“Don’t move, you’ll make it worse!”

“Stop moving!”

“There’s so much blood.”

“I’ll see if I have a first aid kit.”

“Just… Stay here and I’ll get help.”

“How did you even do this?”

“This happened in a fight?”

“Walk it off.”

“It’s not that bad.” 

“I think you need stitches.”

“You dumbass.” 

Injury

“I think I hurt myself.”

“I can’t feel my __.”

“I think my __ is broken.”

“Shit, that hurts to move.”

“I don’t think I can get up.”

“I’m going to try to get up.”

“Can you go get help?” 

“I need help.”

“I think I’m going to pass out.”

“I don’t think there’s supposed to be that much blood.”

“It’s not that bad.”

“I got [shot, stabbed, etc].”

“I can’t walk.”

“I don’t think I need to go to a hospital.”

“I think I need to go to the hospital.”

“Stop laughing, this hurts.”

“My last words better not be stupid.”

“That was a dumb idea.”

“Shit, that burns.”

“I’m fine… really.”

“Damn, I can’t get the bleeding to stop.”

“I got into a fight…”

“I feel lightheaded.”

“It hurts to move.”