zeelots & zailors

HOW NOT TO LOSE? It is impossible not to. The world is balanced on the edge of a knife. It’s a game of frayed nerves. You’re pushed on by numbers and punitive measures: pain, rejection, and unpaid bills. You can either play or you can crawl under a boat and waste away — turn into salt or a flock of seagulls. Your enemies would love that. OR YOU CAN FIGHT. The only way to load the dice is to keep on fighting.

#FCKURSELFIE / video game - centric rp multimuse ft. characters from the wolf among us, disco elysium, lollipop chainsaw, dead as disco, resident evil, borderlands, dispatch, bioware & a whole lot more.     /     written by unicorn!! ♡

MR N.ESTS & PRINCE(SS) LOVEK

she's a professional nosferatu kisser now ... @londonfallen / c.

♡    inspired  by    the  2000  film  directed  by    mary  harron  .     add  context    &     change  gendered  language  to  your  needs .    content  warning  for  strong     &     violent  language  .     happy  writing .ᐟ

❝ god,  i  hate  this  place.  ❞

❝ they  don’t  have  a  good  bathroom  to  do  coke  in.  ❞

❝ you’re  the  voice  of  reason.  the  boy  next  door.  ❞

❝ you’re  a  fucking  ugly  bitch.  ❞

❝ there  is  an  idea  of  [ name ],  but  there  is  no ‘real  me.’  ❞

❝ be  a  doll  and  get  me  a  mineral  water,  okay .ᐣ  ❞

❝ don’t  wear  that  outfit  again.  ❞

❝ come  on.  you’re  prettier  than that.  ❞

❝ we  should  do  it.  get  married,  have  a  wedding.  ❞

❝ no.  i  can’t  take  the  time  off  work.  ❞

❝ i  hate  that  job.  i  don’t  see  why  you  just  don’t  quit.  ❞

❝ i  want  to fit  in.  ❞

❝ do  you  think  [  place  ]  is  becoming  too  …  commercial .ᐣ  ❞

❝ if  you  don’t  shut  your  fucking  mouth,  i  will  kill  you.  ❞

❝ can  you  talk  to  these  people,  or  something .ᐣ  i’m  not  getting  anywhere.  ❞

❝ you’re  dating  him,  he’s  out  of  town,  and  you’re  fucking  me  and  we  haven’t  made  plans.  ❞

❝ pumpkin,  you’re  dating  an  asshole.  ❞

❝ you’re  dating  the  biggest  dickweed  in  [  city  name  ].  ❞

❝ stop  calling  me  ‘pumpkin,’  okay .ᐣ  ❞

❝ dinner.  tonight.  wear  something  fabulous.  ❞

❝ you  should  take  some  more  lithium,  or  have  a  diet  coke.  some  caffeine  might  get  you  out  of  this  slump.  ❞

❝ i  just  want  a  child.  ❞

❝ how’d  a  nitwit  like  you  get  so  tasteful .ᐣ  ❞

❝ something  wrong .ᐣ you’re  sweating  …  ❞

❝ you  gotta  tell  me  what  to  do.  you  gotta  help  me.  ❞

❝ i  don’t  have  anything  in  common  with  you.  ❞

❝ something  horrible  is  happening  inside  of  me,  and  i  don’t  know  why.  ❞

❝ i  think  my  mask  of  sanity  is  about  to  slip.  ❞

❝ i’ve  been  here  the  entire  time.  you  just  didn’t  see  me.  ❞

❝ stop  scowling,  [ name ],  you’re  such  a  grinch.  ❞

❝ hey,  i’m  a  child  of  divorce.  give  me  a  break.  ❞

❝ i  like  to  dissect  people.  did  you  know  i’m  utterly  insane .ᐣ  ❞

❝ i  think  for  one,  he  was  a  closeted  homosexual  who  did  a  lot  of  cocaine.  ❞

❝ i  hope  i’m  not  being  cross  -  examined  here.  ❞

❝ i  don’t  want  you  to  get  drunk,  but  that’s  a  very  fine  chardonnay  you’re  not  drinking.  ❞

❝ if  they  have  a  good  personality  and  they’re  not  great  looking,  then  who  fucking  cares .ᐣ  ❞

❝ there  are  no  girls  with  good  personalities.  ❞

❝ keep  touching  me  like  that,  and  you’ll  draw  back  a  stump.  ❞

❝ i’ve  seen  you  looking  at  me.  i’ve  noticed  your  …  hot  body.  ❞

❝ don’t  be  shy.  you  can’t  imagine  how  long  i’ve  wanted  this.  ❞

❝ i  want  you .ᐟ  i  want  you,  too .ᐟ  ❞

❝ i  never  knew  you  smoked.  ❞

❝ can  you  keep  it  down .ᐣ  i’m  trying  to  do  drugs.  ❞

❝ i’m  into  murders  and  executions,  mostly.  ❞

❝ you  think  i’m  dumb,  don’t  you .ᐣ ❞

❝ there’s  something  sweet  about  you.  ❞

❝ let’s  not  think  about  what  i  want.  how  about  we  go  anywhere  you  want .ᐣ  ❞

❝ it’s  so  elegant.  what  a  wonderful  view.  ❞

❝ you  can  always  be  thinner,  look  better.  ❞

❝ i’m  at  a  point  in  my  life  where  there  seems  to  be  so  many  possibilities,  but,  i  don’t  know.  i’m  just  so  unsure.  ❞

❝ i  guess  you  could  say  i  just  want  to  have  a  meaningful  relationship  with  someone  special.  ❞

❝ i  don’t  think  i  can  control  myself.  ❞

❝ i  have  a  tendency  to  get  involved  with  unavailable  men.  ❞

❝ i  think  if  you  stay,  something  bad  will  happen.  i  think  i  might  hurt  you.  ❞

❝ you  don’t  want  to  get  hurt,  do  you .ᐣ  ❞

❝ i’m  not  so  sure  about  this.  i  had  to  go  to  the  emergency  room  after  last  time.  ❞

❝ let’s  not  get  lewd.  i  am  in  no  mood  for  a  lewd  conversation.  ❞

❝ are  you  telling  me  you’ve  never  gotten  it  on  with  a  girl .ᐣ  ❞

❝ since  it’s  impossible  in  this  world  we  live  in  to  empathize  with  others,  we  can  always  empathize  with  ourselves.  ❞

❝ not  the  face .ᐟ  you  bitch,  not  the  fucking  face .ᐟ  ❞

❝ i’m  fucking  serious.  it’s  fucking  over.  us.  ❞

❝ i  know  that  your  friends  are  my  friends,  and  i’ve  thought  about  that.  you  can  have  them.  ❞

❝ you’re  inhuman.  ❞

❝ you’re  not  terribly  important  to  me.  ❞

❝ if  you  really  want  to  do  something  for  me,  then  stop  making  this  scene  right  now.  ❞

❝ i  have  to  return  some  videotapes.  ❞

❝  i  guess  i’ve  killed  maybe  twenty  people.  maybe  forty.  ❞

❝ i’m  not  sure  i’m  gonna  get  away  with  it  this  time.  ❞

❝ i  mean,  i  guess  i’m  a  pretty  sick  guy.  ❞

❝  stop  sounding  so  fucking  sad .ᐟ  ❞

❝ some  guys  are  just  born  cool,  i  guess.  ❞

❝ i  don’t  hope  for  a  better  world  for  anyone.  ❞

trigger warning for murder.

❛  i choose something different. i choose the impossible. i choose… rapture.  ❜

❛  now you’ve rattled the monkey cage. here they come.  ❜

❛  what excuse do we have not to sculpt, and sculpt, and sculpt, until the job is done?  ❜

❛  what if now it is not my skill that fails me but my imagination?  ❜

❛  chin up, now. the lord hates a quitter.  ❜

❛  i’m here to show you a new kind of beauty.  ❜

❛  the path of the righteous is not always easy, yes?  ❜

❛  the reward will become clear in time: be patient.  ❜

❛  whichever way you slice it, good men died.  ❜

❛  i thought this would be a better life for us. can you imagine a bigger fool than that?  ❜

❛  if you press that button, you’ll learn what it means to truly be my enemy.  ❜

❛  you ooze in like an assassin and then try to sneak out like a thief.  ❜

❛  there’s two ways to deal with the mystery: uncover it, or eliminate it.  ❜

❛  i come to this place to build the impossible.  ❜

❛  that’ll take you straight to the devil himself. and then all debts will be paid in full.  ❜

❛  so there are no innocents. there are heroes, and there are criminals.  ❜

❛  who says you can’t teach an old hound new tricks?  ❜

❛  i believe in no god, no invisible man in the sky.  ❜

❛  even in the gathering dark, you light a candle.  ❜

❛  i feel… hatred, like i’ve never felt before, in my chest. bitter, burning fury.  ❜

❛  the artist has a duty to seduce the ear and delight the spirit.  ❜

❛  who could hate me so much they’d ruin me like this? what did i do to them?  ❜

❛  if you can’t come in from the cold, then you gotta grow ice over your heart.  ❜

❛  you’re not a moth… you’re an angel. i’ve never painted an angel… maybe i should!  ❜

❛  you give them hope. and for this, i am grateful.  ❜

❛  i don’t need to be judged by you… by anyone… screw you!  ❜

❛  i haven’t chosen a spot for you on the wall yet. let me know if you have a preference.  ❜

❛  if i have to kill one to save the other, so be it.  ❜

❛  thank you for reminding me that the light of the world has not yet been snuffed off.  ❜

❛  it’s about who can become less of a man and more of a monster.  ❜

❛  imagine the will it took to create a place like this.  ❜

❛  is there blood in the streets? of course.  ❜

❛  the great chain moves slowly, but with wisdom.  ❜

❛  as you drag me closer to the abyss, you pull yourself right along with me.  ❜

❛  i offer you a quick death. it will be preferable to what you will learn if you win.  ❜

❛  think about it for a second, and maybe the word will come to you: nostalgia!  ❜

❛  mark my words — your only reward will be a knife in the back.  ❜

❛  my strength is not in steel and fire, but in my intellect and will.  ❜

❛  in the end, all that matters to me — is me. and all that matters to you — is you.  ❜

❛  even in the book of lies, sometimes you find truth.  ❜

❛  a season for all things: a time to live, and a time to die.  ❜

❛  a man chooses. a slave obeys.  ❜

❛  you know what they say… never mix business with friendship.  ❜

❛  kills me to turn my fist to you, but business is business. don’t let it get you down.  ❜

❛  they say to save one life is to save the world entire.  ❜

❛  now there’s nothing left for you but a long cold nothing.  ❜

❛  you know, you should be thanking me! i brought you here! i showed you who you are!  ❜

❛  nobody never told you nothing but lies till i came along!  ❜

❛  i’d turn tail if i were you, kid. ain’t nothin’ here for you but tears.  ❜

❛  to question is to surrender. i will not question.  ❜

❛  they offered you the city… and you refused it. and what did you do instead?  ❜

❛  you saved them. you gave them the one thing that was stolen from them. a chance.  ❜

❛  and what was your reward? you never said. but i think i know… a family.  ❜

› prompts from rachel gillig's novel the knight and the moth (2025). feel free to tweak as you see fit , bartholomew.

❛ you don’t have to be good, or useful, for someone to care about you. ❜

❛ when you do the right thing for the wrong reason, no one praises you. ❜

❛ we all want to be special.”

❛ what is right and wrong depends entirely on the story you’re living in. ❜

❛ which is more intricate? the designs of men, trying to reach gods, or that of gods, trying to reach men? ❜

❛ people who love you for your usefulness don't love you at all. ❜

❛ you want to throw me down. ❜

❛ i, prideful, disdainful, godless. ❜

❛ i want to drag you into the dirt with me. ❜

❛ you know this story, (name,) though you do not remember it. ❜

❛ to tell a story is in part to tell a lie, isn't it? ❜

❛ it's hard to see who i am when i am lost in what's expected of me. ❜

❛ fear not, (name!) every day has its dog. ❜

❛ if you only ever look up at something, can you ever see it clearly? ❜

❛ it is easier, swearing ourselves to someone else's cause than to sit with who we are without one. ❜

❛ take my hand, you strange little creature. ❜

❛ it sounds awful when i say it out loud. ❜

❛ you are more special than you realize. ❜

❛ i would do anything for you. ❜

❛ i cannot decide which i like best. the sunrise, or the sunset. ❜

❛ i was losing my faith in everything. ❜

❛ the two of us meeting… it felt almost divine. ❜

❛ i think her quite the bitch. ❜

❛ how undignified. ❜

❛ did anyone see me fall? ❜

❛ i want someone to see me. ❜

❛ i want it to be you. ❜

❛ no honor among thieves, and even less among gods. ❜

❛ i’ll do anything you ask of me. ❜

❛ if i were beside myself, there would be two of me ❜

❛ oh, (name.) he's dreamy. ❜

❛ do you want to know how it ends? ❜

❛ does it end? ❜

❛ it ends when you kiss me. ❜

❛ why do we do these things to ourselves? ❜

❛ you’re an incomparable fiend, (name.) a truly accomplished asshole. ❜

❛ i’d like you better if you were on your back again. ❜

❛ it is not like me to be the bearer of bad tidings. ❜

❛ am i all that you imagined? ❜

❛ your hands are marked by the blood of my metamorphosis. ❜

❛ whatever my soul was made of was frail. ❜

❛ violence is a craft. so is compassion. ❜

❛ no is a sufficient answer. ❜

❛ anger is a fine weapon. ❜

❛ now have some soup. ❜

❛ i will shoulder any weight you give me. ❜

❛ would that things were different. ❜

❛ i think i would like to stop promising myself away, or else there will be nothing left of me to give. ❜

♡ MR. NESTS & ELYSIUM

❛ —and i'd have followed you forever into shadows, as shadow creatures must. / c.

these were narrowed down from a specific set of dialogue and descriptions based off this video essay (I Don't Want To Be This Kind Of Animal Anymore | Disco Elysium Analysis) by jeffiot. I highly recommend watching it.

❝ I don't want to be this kind of animal anymore. ❞

❝ You're the type of animal I would like to be. ❞

❝ I'm glad to be me -- an incredibly sensitive instrument. ❞

❝ No one believed I exist -- almost no one. Until you came. ❞

❝ Are you a miracle? ❞

❝ Of all the creatures I've met, you are the scariest. ❞

❝ Of all the creatures I've met, you are the most beautiful. ❞

❝ Of all the creatures I've met, you are the kindest. ❞

❝ Few of us can begin to imagine the horror of you -- with all creation reflected in your forebrain. ❞

❝ It must be like the highest of hells, a kaleidoscope of fire and writhing glass. Eternal damnation. ❞

❝ Even when you're sleeping… And when you wake, you carry it around on your neck. With eyes open that cannot help but swallow more behind the mirror. ❞

❝ I feel great, mute empathy for you. ❞

❝ You told us to fuck off. ❞

❝ Yes. You're sorry. You're the sorriest person who ever lived. Nothing has changed. I've heard this repentance shit a million times over. ❞

❝ We did everything we could. ❞

❝ You are tireless. Madly driven. ❞

❝ Then there's the… self-flagellating issue. ❞

❝ I don't want to be anymore. It hurts. ❞

❝ I've finally gone insane. ❞

❝ Go home. Or fuck off. ❞

❝ There is nothing. Only warm, primordial blackness. Your conscience ferments in it -- no larger than a single grain of malt. You don't have to do anything anymore. ❞

❝ This is a terrible line of questioning, and it will only lead to more awareness. ❞

❝ Alright. Nothingtown to Fuck-All-Borough! ❞

❝ Have you looked in the mirror lately? You have the exact features of a savage art critic. Disheveled and prophetic. ❞

❝ Looks like the circus left town, but the clowns are still here. ❞

❝ I am the vilest of the vile: A traitor, a devourer of nations and infants. ❞

❝ My days of giving a shit and being this type of animal are over. ❞

❝ Don't stop, keep singing. Sing me the song of death. ❞

❝ When you wear your coat, you wear my soul. ❞

❝ Weave this into the story of you. ❞

❝ Do I have a shaker in my hand? Am I wearing a little bow-tie? Am I smiling? Do you see me smiling and shaking my little shaker? No? Do you know why? Because I'm not a bartender! ❞

❝ I'm currently in between names. ❞

❝ What the fuck is a rake? I'm not a gardener! ❞

❝ The streets will flow red once more. You wait and see. ❞

❝ You are obsessed with sadness and with frivolous pop culture. ❞

❝ It's a matter of days. Not weeks. ❞

❝ It's very late. We should be resting already. Tomorrow will be another tough day. ❞

❝ I am the law. ❞

❝ You failed. You failed me. ❞

❝ Time to go work in the shit factory! ❞

❝ Don't worry, we will protect you from her beauty. ❞

❝ I see through deceits. ❞

❝ You are not a fool. ❞

❝ We made each other drink harder. That's why I liked him. ❞

❝ That's why I liked him. ❞

❝ My real name isn't mine. ❞

❝ I am as queer as cabaret. ❞

❝ You're a human can-opener. ❞

❝ I hope that at least that extra lining helps you keep warm at night. I wouldn't like you to catch cold. ❞

❝ It's your disgusting body. Even through your sleep, you feel a vague discomfort suffusing it. Your belly and your sides are unpleasantly tender. You wish you could curl up into a fetal ball of safety, but you cannot -- because of the pain. ❞

❝ You're just pretending that you're asleep, even to yourself. While the world goes on without you... ❞

❝ Thou art honourable and just, sire. 'Tis the snakes who are vile! Hissing in the grass... ❞

❝ You look like shit. ❞

❝ Oh God, ___! oh God, ___, what did you do...?! ❞

❝ I'm sorry ___. I'm so sorry. ❞

❝ The night is always darkest before the dawn. ❞

❝ Look under the floorboards. ❞

❝ Yes, I enjoyed the way he bled. ❞

❝ Habitual alcohol use has made you into a scared little pussy. ❞

❝ People just don't know how to accept gifts, especially taxidermy. ❞

❝ I'm very sorry for your loss. ❞

❝ It's not your place to live their lives. ❞

❝ What going to happen now? Everyone's going to die! What do you think is going to happen? ❞

❝ No one ever cares anymore, why would they cheat me like this?... ❞

❝ The person inside doesn't even know you are here. ❞

❝ It's the world. You're made of it. Every day you're out there you make more of yourself from it. I'm afraid you can't be unmade now. ❞

❝ You're one fine instrument. ❞

❝ You're the son of the World again. A ceaseless agent picking up litter and old newspapers, collecting your little bubble gum wrappers and idiot picture cards. Meaningless, meaningless keepsakes. ❞

❝ All those faces and all those names, all that laughter and screaming and scheming around... Every corner and every street... Recorded in you. Forever. ❞

❝ You're a real political animal. You still don't see that it's the world that's changing you. ❞

❝ I am the city. ❞

❝ I am a fragment of the world spirit. ❞

❝ My heart is the wind corridor. ❞    

❝ I've seen you with her -- and I've seen you without her. I've seen you on the crescent of the hill. ❞

❝ I need you. You can keep me on this earth. ❞

❝ Be vigilant. ❞    

❝ I love you. ❞

❝ You're going to keep your vows. ❞

❝ I'm not going to be played by an upset stomach. ❞

❝ Kill him if you have to. Our ultimate fate depends on it. ❞

❝ It is time to unleash the Other-World. ❞

❝ They said they killed him. They said 'it was a good way to end a Sunday night'. ❞    

❝ Be wary of the abyss. ❞

❝ Okay Mr. Sunshine, I guess I'd be pretty gloomy too had I gotten shot in the ass. ❞

❝ You already were a ghost. ❞    

❝ It's the living who are ghosts. The dead are silent. They don't rattle windows or write letters in blood. The living do. ❞

❝ You are the infernal engine. You never stop. You only get worse. ❞

❝ Sunrise, ____. Prepare for war. ❞

❝ I just don't want to walk into another embarrassment. ❞

❝ I am a creature of pride, you see... I'm afraid of becoming a joke. ❞

❝ Let's just admire this piece of the world we happen to have in front of us, eh? ❞

❝ Sometimes I feel like I don't have a good brain. ❞

❝ I am a deserter, a partisan, and a prisoner of war. This is my term-less surrender. ❞

❝ It's the life of a dog, not a human being. ❞

❝ Men without ideals are only animals. ❞

—what is it supposed to say to that? he's keen to make a mockery of it, always : finding new and ever so creative ways to trample over its bruised and broken heart. and that's the worst of it, so it thinks, that he knows exactly what he does, right down to his cadence. the familiarity is painful. his tone, and that curl to his lip—even the way he squints was once far cheekier than it is now. it hurts. it knows he knows it does.

to that end, it figures he also expects the way it slumps forward—oh, its posture had always been horrid, but it's worse now!—and for as stony as its expression has always been, the scowl that twists its own lips and the soft growl that follows is all too predictable. " is this my punishment? " a rather tame one, for a singular moment ... but it's the longevity that pains it. a heart tortured for the plentiful it'd stopped.

" are you having fun? "

he's an amazing actor. that isn't specific to just this life, only this time ; he has always played his roles so well, whether that of goddess or vampire hunter. from the faces of cassandra to cassius to even the elysium it recalls so fondly, his has always been a malleable soul. the incarnation it met had perhaps been the closest to his reality, each life a chance to dig deeper and ponder who, exactly, he — or it, the soul, not the vessels — even is. he'd told it then that he liked who he was then. that was true. beneath the surface, though, he is not all that different here. always dramatic, petty, loving. valentin smiles just the same as elysium had, as cassius hadn't, as the egg unhatching had tried, and as cassandra had dreamt.

this isn't fun for him, the disillusionment of love. he'd have done anything for its wayward, darkened heart those thousands of years ago. each life, he lives and learns a lesson. elysium's had been a painful one. he'd not make the same mistake twice.

" — i once said i would live before i ever hurt you. and you know what? i did not. our futures now are free reign." venom 'pon his tongue is only half-hearted, but his smile is quite bitter. if looks could kill, it'd be dead a million times over. it isn't just him who disparages its company, but the hundreds across moscow he has befriended who watch the two of them wander streets together with scowls and furrowed brows. he's always been beloved in the neath. now the entire city seems to watch him, protective, as he weaves 'cross snow - laden streets. "your punishment fits the crime. you deserve much better. perhaps i am of a more divine, karmic irony for you, a petulant child."

some things never truly change! he speaks as if its elder. he is. not in body, perhaps, but he has a soul where it lacks, and his is much, much too old to entertain the fancies of a brooding monster 'pon his heels.

"what would you have me do? apologize for hurting your feelings? we are not friends anymore, mr irons. i owe you everything."