𝕐𝕆𝕌'ℝ𝔼 𝔾𝕆ℕℕ𝔸 𝔻𝕀𝔼

Sentences taken from Good Omens by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett. Feel free to change names or pronouns as needed.

“Kids! Bringing about Armageddon can be dangerous. Do not attempt it in your own home.”

“If you stop telling people it’s all sorted out after they’re dead, they might try sorting it all out while they’re alive. ”

“She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful: something to be admired from a distance, not up close.”

“Oh Lord, heal this bike.”

“You can hope for nothing. All you can hope for is the mercy of Hell.”

“It’s Tchaikovsky’s ‘Another One Bites the Dust’.”

“The future came and went in the mildly discouraging way that futures do.”

“A demon can get into real trouble, doing the right thing.”

“Don’t think of it as dying. Just think of it as leaving early to avoid the rush.”

“All tapes left in a car for more than about a fortnight metamorphose into Best of Queen albums.”

“I mean, d'you know what eternity is?“

“It is said that the Devil has all the best tunes. This is broadly true.”

“If you sit down and think about it sensibly, you come up with some very funny ideas.“

"You start thinking: it can’t be a great cosmic game of chess, it has to be just very complicated solitaire.”

“Most books on witchcraft will tell you that witches work naked. This is because most books on witchcraft are written by men.”

“People couldn’t become truly holy, unless they also had the opportunity to be definitively wicked.”

“People, meeting [name] for the first time, formed three impressions: that he was English, that he was intelligent, and that he was gayer than a treeful of monkeys on nitrous oxide.” 

“It has been said that civilization is twenty-four hours and two meals away from barbarism.”

"That’s sexism, that is. Going around giving people girly presents just because they’re a girl.”

… and I’ll respond with  3  (or more)  interesting  plots / relationships / connections  I can think of for our muses!   There is  no pressure  for us to write any of them,   but it’s a great starting point for you to get a sense of how I think our muses might interact and what sorts of plots I’m most interested in happening between them  -  so don’t be shy!

but for our love, we were willing to risk life itself.

you must go. save yourself.

only you can resurrect me.

but for my love of ___ i was willing to defy the gods.

i knew this was gonna be a lousy day.

personally, i would like to surrender. why can we not just surrender?

then let's run away. right now. while we can still make it.

give me frogs, flies, locusts, anything but this!

you are a catastrophe!  why do i put up with you?

have you no respect for the dead?

i think you found something.

i've already dated it, this map is almost four thousand years old.

my dear girl, don't be ridiculous. we are scholars, not treasure hunters.

you burned it! you burned off the part with the lost city!

i lie to everybody, what makes you so special?

i tremble with anticipation.

how do we know that's not a load of pig swallow?

i found sand. i saw death.

could you tell me how to get there? the exact location?

for all the money we're paying you, something better goddamned well be under that sand.

personally, i think he's filthy, rude and a complete scoundrel. i don't like him one bit.

smashing day for the start of an adventure, eh, ___?

can you look me in the eye, and guarantee me this is not some sort of flimflam?

i have come to protect my investment, thank you very much.

i only gamble with my life, never my money.

what makes you so confident, sir?

the only thing that scares me, ___, are your manners.

still angry that i kissed ya, huh?

did i miss something? are we going into battle?

the last time i was at that place everybody i was with died.

and the fact that they say it's made out of pure gold, makes no nevermind to you, right?

by the way ... why did you kiss me?

i was about to be hanged, seemed like a good idea at the time.

why if it ain't my little buddy, ___. i outta kill you.

so what's the scam? you get 'em out in the middle of the desert then leave 'em to rot?

the devil himself lives out there.

i am going to kill you for this!

never did like camels. filthy buggers. they smell, they bite, they spit. disgusting.

what in bloody hell is this?

do you realize, we are standing inside a room that no one has entered in over four thousand years.

Destroy them.

+ Bonus:

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ♡ㅤKitty trails Niffty through the hotel corridor, pace adjusted in small increments to stay close without crowding. Footfalls stay light, posture upright, arms loose at her sides [ until movement is required. ] Rubine optics track the floor first, then baseboards, then corners, repeating the cycle as the environment shifts. A loose flyer slips from a side table as they pass; one hand darts out, catches it before it reaches the floor, smooths the edge, & slides it back into place without breaking stride. “Oh— got that!” Kitty says, words quick, already moving on; a bucket in the walkway prompts a compact pivot, palm briefly steadying the handle so it does not tip as Niffty moves past. Knees bend just enough for a glance beneath a cart, eyes sweeping for debris, then straighten again as motion continues. “Okay,” Kitty says; head tilts toward a smear near the wall, fingers hovering a few inches away. “This one looks… persistent,”ㅤ[ 𝗙𝗢𝗟𝗟𝗢𝗪 𝗠𝗢𝗗𝗘: 𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗩𝗘 ]ㅤMovement resumes, trajectory drawn cleanly along Niffty’s line, bells jingling & settling as her path reattaches. “Just tell me when!” Kitty adds, cheerful, factual. “I can start wherever you want ~ My apologies for the delay; ever since I was nearly destroyed by your friend, my response time has required recalibration. Your boss Charlie is very nice for giving me a job! Mister Valentino doesn’t really mind how I’m doing…” [ This is not pleasant to admit... ]

skittering maid does her best to ignore the new potential replacement help charlie brought into the hotel. niffty. does not. need. help. if the robot wants to follow her around so be it , but she will not be asking it for help to do her job. absolutely no——- HOLD ON. roomba said what now ? frenzied actions halt in a fraction of a heartbeat ; indignant answer is preceded by a gasp so big it feels oversized on her petite frame. ❝ that belongs inside a lady ! only stupid boys pull out and make a mess and i don't want anything to do with those kind. ❞ they're weak and won't survive anyway , she thinks.

............ what was the question again ? oh !

❝ i used to like killing bugs —-- sometimes i would kill mother bugs in front of their babies so they would know who's in charge and that i could squish them with a single blow. ❞ tone drops she speaks ; demented grin grows wider , eye grows larger as pupil constricts to a pinpoint. one could say the very air darkens for a moment as if for dramatic effect. then the moment passes and niffty is back to her typical bubbly ( yet equally deranged ) demeanor. ❝ but baxter fixed them (!) so now they have fingers and lungs and we taught them to play instruments. now they're my minions. ❞ she likes having minions. a lot.