first kill sentence meme.
episode 1 - 3.
sometimes when i first wake up, my heart is racing and my throat is dry.
even on good days, i still feel like i don’t fit in.
have you been out all night?
one day, i am going to kill him.
you are the prettiest peach i ever did see.
hey, lots of people like this face.
far be it from me to stand in the way of quiet pining, but, you know, you could just talk to her.
i can’t shake the fear that as soon as i blink, you’ll disappear.
please tell me the night terrors haven’t started.
we survive by our commitment to blending in.
every day that you refuse to embrace your nature, you are closer to the day where it controls you.
uh oh, what did you do this time?
is that what you plan to wear?
your first kill’s a big step. it changes you.
what if i don’t wanna change?
i think some people prefer to die young.
have you started crying blood?
if you keep putting this off, it’s only going to get worse.
just remember: stay calm, be prepared, and always finish what you start.
sorry, i’m socially awkward.
it’s not easy to make friends when you know you’ll be in a new city in a few months.
why do you think they’re showing up now?
that’s their way of saying you can’t keep a good ghost down.
one day, i’m gonna be the greatest hunter who ever lived.
when hunting monsters, there are three rules: pay attention to everything, be prepared for anything, and always finish what you start.
they keep telling me my time is coming.
this is my life.you’re alive?
you used to be a better liar.
there’s a feeling you get when a monster’s breath eases up your nostrils.
most hunters just know a monster when they see one.
you’re the one they warned me about.
once an action is taken, you must live with the consequences.
you brought a summoner into the house?
do you have any idea what time it is?
at what point will you apologise for this shit show?
do you think i didn’t see you?
the worst monsters are the one who appear to be human.
you are spending too much time with the dead. it’s ruining your manners.
show me the body - i’m not squeamish, promise.
i saw bodies like this when i just started - corpses ripped open, organs missing.
i had that nightmare again.
we don’t slaughter. we feed.
wait, back up - someone died?!
have you ever taken credit for something that you didn’t do because it was such a big deal to everyone and you didn’t want to disappoint?
did you guys kiss? did limbs entwine? your lives change for ever?
no one asked you to do that. i was handling it.
take that giant chip off your shoulder and just tell me exactly what happened.
might want to be more careful what you leave near your bodies.
compassion is not a weakness. it’s a gift. to be embraced.
i believe that the next time you take a life, you will show some restraint.
remind me to tell you my first kill story sometime.
do you see the vampire you staked?
no, baby, i want you to make it hurt.
have you ever hooked up in a womens’ bathroom stall?
you know, you’re a shitty liar.
i thought monsters like you were supposed to be good at deceiving humans.
i guess i’m not very good at being a monster.
everybody has tells if you look hard enough, and i couldn’t keep my eyes off you.
i know you were planning on killing me.
i didn’t mean to bite you.
i can hear your heartbeat. it races when you lie.
what possessed you to take such a gruesome calling card?
when did we start keeping secrets from each other?
they’re very rare. hard to find. and even harder to kill.
each and every one of them must die.
a hunter is only as good as their gut.
i swear, when i bit you, i had no idea it would link us like this.
i shouldn’t feel anything for you, but you’re nothing like the monsters i grew up hating.
you’re too impressed with yourself - the worst thing a hunter can be.
that childish need for glory will get you killed.
why do i even have to do this ceremony?
do you really want to follow in their footsteps?
i look like i sleep in a coffin.
are you keeping your hands clean and your bodies well-buried?
i certainly hope he tastes better than he behaves.
make sure she doesn’t disappoint me.
you know death freaks me out.
your training sessions have been paying off.
it’s a dangerous assignment, even for the best of us, let alone for a first hunt.
i always found that part a bit kinky.
i know how hard it is to kill a monster that looks and feels human.
once those monsters come for you, your instincts kick in.
do you ever ask yourself, like, what if they’re not all monsters?
what if maybe we’re the monsters in their story?
killers don’t get a story.
wait, you want me to bite her?
just because i’m not a killer, doesn’t mean i’m weak.
aw, you’ve got a crush. luckily it’ll pass.
i’m begging you, free your mind, stop wishing to be something you’ll never be, and appreciate what you are.
pull yourself together before your thirst takes over and you kill whoever happens to be nearest.
we’ll figure out your first kill.
everything that happens to you is important to me.
if you hate them so much, then why did you come?
i know i ruined everything, but please call it off.
very soon, you are going to have to make your first kill, or you will get very sick.
i got all the good genes.