Eye for an Eye

some of the bullshit that’s come out of his mouth between my Medieval History and Western Civ 1 transcribed into RP sentence meme form. have a party with it, change pronouns as you need to.

“You shouldn’t walk through fire. That’s why God made it so hot.”

“Well, I’m ___, so of course I need a GIANT GUN.”

“I don’t care what fancy magic armor you wear, if a fat man with no pants hits you with a cleaver, you’re dead.”

“He’s like a walking encyclopedia of useless shit.”

“___ scared the shit out of everyone back in the day. That’s something that hasn’t changed.”

“And it was at that moment I realized there would be no peace.”

“YOU’RE THE SHIT!”

“At my age, the only thing that scares me is an IRS tax audit.”

“You can’t even get me to walk up a block to get a sandwich.”

“Come on, it’ll be fun! Do it for Jesus!” 

“This is one thing Europe is good at. Exporting violence.”

“I’m sorry, I find it a little hard to believe that a bunch of guys smoking hash can attack anything. Unless it’s like, a pie.”

“One crossbow bolt later and I learned that toothpaste makes excellent makeshift wall Spackle.”

“The question isn’t why or how it could fall, the question is how did it last that long.”

“If you haven’t seen a breast yet you need to get out of the house.”

“First thing’s first, I’m kind of an asshole.”

“And that’s why my girlfriend doesn’t take me out to nice places anymore. Which is good, because I didn’t want to go in the first place.”

“Moral of the story? When something isn’t yours, you treat it like shit.” 

“I like woodchucks. They’re the fat kids of the forest.”

“When the wind blows it’s like Satan’s hairdryer.”

“This cognac’s so expensive it’d be cheaper for me to do crack.”

“It’s like you know what they’re saying but you’re having a stroke.”

“No one likes you when you sleep with their wives and husbands and children.”

“Don’t do that. You’ll get warm. Then you’ll get sleepy. Then you’ll get dead.”

“This war takes fucking FOREVER.”

“It’s like going on a road-trip with Stalin. Like, there are fun times, where you’re in Vegas and drinking together, but then you’re digging your own grave in the desert because he thinks you cheated at blackjack.”

“He’s pretty much his sugar daddy.”

“Children are like little drunk people.”

“If you’re going to go all the way to another country and then still eat McDonald’s, you’re kind of an asshole.”

“How many prostitutes can you put in a boat? Let’s find out!” 

“I say it’s a dead dog story, but I promise there’s a funny ending.”

“It’s like crack, if crack was cheese.”

“Picture a Playboy mansion gone wrong.”

“It’s like living in some bizarre fantasy porno.”

“He smells like something from the X-Files.”

“There are a lot of ways to die, but not many quite as stylish.”

“Why? Aesthetic.”

“If you’re looking for a back tattoo this is the one you want.”

if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the sentence starters are being sent for .

“ Don’t make me choose between my duty and you. ”

“ Duty demanded I leave you behind. My heart never did. ”

“ Even magic couldn’t erase what I feel for you. ”

“ I didn’t realise how much I missed you until you were standing right in front of me again. ”

“ I don’t care what it costs - just don’t walk away. ”

“ I hate how much I look for you in every competition. ”

“ I hate you… so why does it hurt when you look at someone else like that? ”

“ I hear your name in every whispered rumour and wish it were mine to claim. ”

“ I keep looking for you in places you’ve never been. ”

“ I kept that thing you gave me. I don’t know why. ”

“ I learned how to live without you. That doesn’t mean I wanted to. ”

“ I never deleted your number. ”

“ I never told you… but I think you knew. ”

“ I still have every letter you never meant for anyone to read. ”

“ I still remember how you take your coffee. ”

“ I think I loved you long before I knew what love was. ”

“ I think part of me will always belong to you. ”

“ I tried to forget you. I failed. ”

“ I was right there, and you still let me slip away. ”

“ I wonder if you ever think about what we could’ve been. ”

“ I would bargain with gods again if it meant keeping you. ”

“ I would tear the world apart just to have you back. ”

“ I would’ve stayed. I would’ve stayed for you. ”

“ If I asked you not to leave… would it change anything? ”

“ If I asked you to run away with me, would you? ”

“ If loving you is a mistake, I don’t want to be right. ”

“ If loving you is betrayal, then I’ve already crossed that line. ”

“ If you were anyone else, I wouldn’t hesitate to destroy you. ”

“ In another life - one without titles or expectations - I would have chosen you. ”

“ It hurts - wanting you this much when I know I shouldn’t. ”

“ It’s strange… how everything reminds me of you. ”

“ I’d choose you. Every time. Every version of this life. ”

“ I’m happy for you. I just wish it had been me. ”

“ I’ve memorised every weakness of yours… including the way you hesitate around me. ”

“ Just give me tonight. I won’t ask for anything else. ”

“ Maybe in another life, this would’ve worked. ”

“ Meet me where no one knows our names - just once more. ”

“ No one knows me like you do. That’s what scares me. ”

“ Say the word, and I’ll forget my place. Just this once. ”

“ Say the word, and I’m yours. I always was. ”

“ Sometimes I think I hear your voice in crowded rooms. ”

“ Take me with you. Anywhere - just not away from you. ”

“ Tell me to stay. Please - just this once. ”

“ Tell me why losing to you feels better than winning against anyone else. ”

“ There’s a space beside me that only ever felt like yours. ”

“ This was supposed to be simple - you, my enemy. Not… this. ”

“ We push each other to the edge—and I don’t know how to stop. ”

“ We were almost something. That’s what hurts the most. ”

“ We were never meant to stand on the same side - and yet here I am. ”

“ When did you stop being just my best friend? ”

“ When I reach the top, I want you there beside me. ”

“ Why wasn’t I enough to make you stay? ”

“ Winning doesn’t feel the same if you’re not there to see it. ”

“ You chose a life that didn’t have room for me in it. ”

“ You crossed my mind today. Like you always do. ”

“ You don’t even know what you do to me, do you? ”

“ You don’t get to come back and pretend nothing changed. ”

“ You feel like something I lost a long time ago. ”

“ You were in my dream again last night. ”

“ You were supposed to be my competition, not my weakness. ”

“ You were the one scandal I would have risked everything for. ”

“ You were the only thing tethering me to my humanity. ”

“ Your name almost slipped out - I had to bite my tongue. ”

“ You’re the one thing I can’t seem to let go of. ”

“ You’re the only thing that’s ever felt real to me. ”

dialogue prompts from the rocky horror picture show (1975).

oh, i always cry at weddings.

we must have taken a wrong fork a few miles back.

i knew i should've gotten that spare tire fixed.

you just stay here and keep warm, and i'll go for help.

where will you go, in the middle of nowhere?

i think perhaps you'd better come inside.

it seems unhealthy here.

look, i'm cold, i'm wet, and i'm just plain scared!

i'm here. there's nothing to worry about.

it was a reasonable request, which you've chosen to ignore.

how forceful you are. such a perfect specimen of manhood. so dominant.

do you have any tattoos?

that's no way to behave on your first day out.

since you're such an exceptional beauty, i'm prepared to forgive you.

oh, i just love success.

i think we can do better than that.

don't be upset. it was a mercy killing.

he had a certain naïve charm, but no muscle.

it's alright. everything's going to be alright.

what's happening here? where's _____? where's anybody?

if only we were amongst friends. or sane persons.

you're hurt. did _____ do this to you?

here, i'll dress your wounds.

i hope you're adaptable.

i happen to know a great deal about a lot of things.

i made you, and i can break you just as easily.

under the circumstances, formal dress is to be optional.

a toast to absent friends.

quake with fear, you tiny fool.

a little mindfuck can be nice.

my god, i can't stand any more of this.

you chew people up, and then you spit them out again.

i loved you. do you hear me? i loved you.

you're like a sponge. you take, take, take, and drain others of their love and emotion.

it's not easy, having a good time.

even smiling makes my face ache.

loyalty such as yours shall not go unrewarded.

when the mood takes me, i can be quite generous.

wait. i can explain.

how sentimental.

i'm sorry if you found my words misleading.

say goodbye to all of this, and hello to oblivion.

they didn't like me. they never liked me.

a decision had to be made.

CONTINUED  FROM  HERE   /  @lividithree

         IF   LIVIDITY   FELT   DISGUSTED     by  the  evidence  of  his  appetite,  Puck  did  not  notice  --  not  at  first.  Common  decencies  such  as  wiping  one's  mouth  before  locking  lips  with  another  were  unfamiliar,  &  largely  irrelevant  for  a  man  who  devoured  who  he  killed  &  killed who  he  kissed,  all  actions  leading  to  the  same  results  in  the  end.

But  Lividity  was  special.  For  now,  at  least,  they  were  special.  They  were  tasted  but  not  dined  upon.  Their  flavor  grew  sweeter  the  longer  it  was  savored.

        ❝   I  am  perfectly  nice  to  everyone.   ❞   His  grin  was  a  bloody  display  of  fangs,  revealing  just  how  nice  he  truly  was.   ❝   But,  with  you,  I  can  be  tame.  If  that  is  what  you  mean.   ❞

Tamely,  as if to prove himself, he  allowed  her  to  guide  his  hand  rather  than  biting  hers  for  assuming  control.  Tamely,  he  obeyed.  His  clawed  fingers  trailed  down  the  familiar  path  of  her  body with practiced care ; they knew just which itches to scratch. 

It  was  only  when  his  mouth  moved  to  hover  over  their  bare  skin  that  Puck  hesitated, registering finally Lividity's words for what they were.  His  eyes  flicked  up  to  their  face,  a  rare  flash  of  something akin to insecurity  across  his  own. 

        ❝   You  disapprove  of  the  grave's  taste   ?    Does  Murder's  Son  need  a  mint, perhaps   ?    ❞

do you think that anybody would mind if i took that, as a keepsake?

i know this is hard for you.

you know how rumor spreads.

it seems the responsibility falls upon you.

seal the room.

is this really necessary?

they say eavesdroppers can use lasers to read the vibrations of the glass.

i'm sorry to fuss.

i'd say this is a pretty fair vision of hell.

don't be blasphemous.

that'd be too much to hope for.

let's stay out here and get some fresh air.

have you seen the papers?

you are more worthy than any of us.

i could never live with myself.

sorry, my train was delayed.

we've missed you.

no one is ever well at our age.

apparently pope john the 23rd was too fat to fit into the biggest cassock, so they had to split the seam at the back for him to get in.

you look tired.

this is a duty i thought i'd never have to perform.

i haven't got time to hear your confession.

have you been drinking?

what's troubling you? tell me.

i should have come to you before, but i promised not to say anything.

oh, and you see it as your duty to prevent that, do you?

i don't think we have any choice.

bless us, oh lord, and these, your gifts, which we are about to receive from your bounty.

you look anxious.

the abyss calls out.

why do i feel like a cow being priced by the farmer?

it is tomorrow night that the real work begins.

listen, you don't have to do anything. just leave it to us.

i stand for never returning to the days of families of ten children because mama and papa didn't know any better.

i have no intention of concealing my views or pretending to be anything other than i am.

the men who are dangerous are the ones who do want it.

i'm enjoying all this mystery.

what? that's absurd.

do you want a coffee?

i don't know. i'm just trying to make sense of this.

you're a manager. manage.

let me speak from the heart for a moment.

certainty is the great enemy of unity, and the deadly enemy of tolerance.

our faith is a living thing precisely because it walks hand-in-hand with doubt.

please make sure your handwriting is legible.

it's the kind of thing the press like to get hold of.

my spanish is quite poor.

i love turtles. they're so clever.

may i call you [first name]?

i only mention it to illustrate my point.

i had no idea you were so ambitious.

that's a ridiculous thing to say.

i thought we had your support.

it is a war! and you have to commit to a side.

save your previous doubts for your prayers.

you can't seriously believe that i have the slightest desire.

deny it if you like, but search your heart and then tell me it isn't so.

well, i take it something happened.

there's been an explosion.

it's too late for all that.

please sit, my child. how are you feeling?

i want you to understand that, first of all, you are not in any kind of trouble.

it's important you tell me anything that is in your heart or that is troubling you. can you do that for me? it will go no further than this room.

that sounds ominous.

i am the victim of a disgraceful plot to ruin my reputation.

it was a lapse.

i sensed the presence of the holy spirit this morning, i swear it.

do not use this to ruin me. please, i beg you.

there is no hope.

i know you to be a good man.

will you pray with me?

whatever it was, it can't have been serious.

it's not my job to go hunting for secrets.

let god's will be done.

i feel as if i'm at some american political convention.

it isn't over yet.

shh! we take the point.

we're mortal men. we serve an ideal.

this is sad. i shall pray for you.

i deny that accusation.

it isn't libel, it's the truth!

you should be careful. your own ambition has not gone unnoticed.

this might be seen as a tactic to blacken the name of a rival.

i shall pretend this conversation never took place.

put them back, or burn them.

stay clear of this, leave it to me.

i'm willing to handle the consequences.

oh, don't be naive!

you lack courage.

although i am supposed to be invisible, i was nevertheless given eyes and ears.

judas. traitor.

that firm hand of yours has its admirers.

i've come to ask for your forgiveness.

it's shameful to be this age and still not know yourself.

no one was seriously hurt. some cuts, that's all.

you should be ashamed.

do not touch me!

with respect, what do you know about war?

the thing you're fighting is here, inside each and every one of us.

these last few days we have shown ourselves to be small petty men.

the church is not tradition. the church is not the past. the church is what we do next.

i wonder if i could have a word in private.

it was a very dark time for me.

i am what god made me.

perhaps it is my difference that will make me more useful.

EVERYDAY LIFE / DOMESTIC

📋 : how organized is your muse?

✅ : what do they pretend to have together that they don't?

🕰️ : what time do they naturally wake up when no one needs them?

☕ : what's their morning ritual, and what happens when it's disrupted?

🧺 : how often do they do laundry?

🪞 : do they look at themselves in mirrors, or avoid them? why?

🍽️ : do they eat to survive, for pleasure, or as comfort?

🏠 : what part of their living space reflects them the most?

🌱 : do they keep plants, and are those plants alive?

🧼 : what's something they're weirdly particular about being clean?

📺 : what do they put on when they don't want to think?

SOCIALIZATION / CONNECTION

🗣️ : are they better one-on-one, or in groups?

📱 : do they text back immediately, or let messages rot?

🫥 : how often do they pretend to be fine to keep the peace?

🎭 : how different are they with strangers versus people they trust?

🤝 : do they make friends easily, or accidentally?

🧠 : what do they assume people think about them?

🌘 : how hard is it to really know them?

🎉 : do they enjoy social events, or endure them?

🪑 : are they the type to leave early without saying goodbye?

INTROSPECT / INTERNAL LANDSCAPE

🕵️‍♀️ : how often does your muse think about death?

🧩 : what part of themselves do they not understand yet?

🫀 : what emotion scares them the most?

👣 : do they believe they deserve good things?

🧱 : what walls are they aware of building? which ones are they not aware of?

🕳️ : what do they spiral about at night?

📉 : what's their most common self-criticism?

💀 : do they trust their own memories?

🌊 : what emotion do they drown in when they're alone?

PERSONAL / DEEP / TRAUMA-ADJACENT

🩸 : what wound shaped them the most, even if they won't admit it?

🔥 : what moment do they replay when they're ashamed?

🧷 : who failed them first?

🕯️ : what do they grieve that no one else sees as a loss?

🪤 : what pattern do they keep falling back into?

🧨 : what pushes them past the point of restraint?

🧬 : what did they inherit emotionally from their caregivers?

🕶 : what lie do they tell themselves to survive?

🩹 : what actually helps them heal, even if it's unhealthy?

HABITS / VICES / COPING

🚬 : what vice do they justify the most?

🍺 : do they drink to socialize, numb, or celebrate?

💊 : what's their relationship with substances, past or present?

🏃 : do they move their body to feel alive or to punish it?

🛏️ : how do they sleep when things are bad?

🎧 : what kind of music gets them through the worst days?

🖊️ : do they write things down or let thoughts rot in their head?

☔️ : do they intellectualize pain instead of feeling it?

🕳️ : what habit would unravel them if taken away?

SEXUALITY / INTIMACY

🫠 : is it easy for them to get turned on, or do they need emotional safety first?

💞 : do they separate sex and feelings, or blur them dangerously?

🛑 : what's an immediate turn-off for them?

🔥 : do they crave intensity or stability?

🤲 : do they like being in control, or giving it up?

🪶 : are they gentle with people they desire?

🍒 : how do they feel about their own body during intimacy?

🎱 : what do they need to feel wanted?

🔒 : do they guard intimacy, or give it too freely?

💔 : have they ever used sex to avoid something?

MORALITY / CHOICES

⚖️ : what line will they never cross?

🩶 : what line have they already crossed and justified? or regret?

🧭 : do they believe they're a good person?

🔪 : what would they do if survival demanded cruelty?

🪙 : what do they value more, loyalty or truth?

🚪 : who would they abandon if forced to choose?

🕊️ : do they believe in forgiveness? for themselves? in others?

🧨 : what would make them snap permanently?

📜 : what promise do they regret making?

Raising his gaze, Occtis looked over at Lividity, following their eyeline to see just who they were talking about. It took him a moment of scanning over the not too densely populated crowd of this small, roadside tavern they had found themselves in before he spotted her. She seemed hard to miss now that Occtis was watching her. She was human. Young. Confident. Alive. The smile on her face, a large, cunning grin, seemed to draw in at least half the tavern. She seemed unbreakable, like nothing could bring her down and nothing would. 

Occtis turned back to the young woman, and when he looked now, he looked at her differently. There was so much that the two of them had gone through that she might never even get close to experiencing. Her life seemed perfect from afar, and that was a fact that likely was untrue, but the way she smiled so easily, the way light and life reflected in her eyes, meant she did not know pain like they did. She did not know the feeling of trying to desperately try and claw away from pain or the threat of death. Did that make them better? No, it didn’t feel that way. How could it? Knowing pain and fear so intimately could not make a person better than another. Occtis wondered if that made her better because she remained so happy, so unaffected, or whether it made her naive and inexperienced in life.

If the goddess had been so good, why did her blessings fail? How could a dead deity curse her followers?

"I may have had myself figured out, but I was just a thief. What slight meaning I carved out for myself still amounted to nothing." It was said matter of fact, as if they resigned themselves to that much, even if the pull between life and death still managed to allude them overall. Her eyes went to the girl once more, finding herself mirroring her movement, gathering her hair to rest upon one shoulder. A few strands snagged upon one of Lividity's horns. "If it hadn't been for that night, I'd not met Myrkul. ...who would not have sent me to you. I think I can hate the ones who hurt me without regretting where I am."