Taiga Sails

Some are lines from books, movies, tv shows, songs, and others I just made up.

“If I ask you to kill me, it means I greatly respect and admire you.”

“I, for one, say that fire solves a lot of problems. Most problems, in fact.”

“It’s better to die fighting than cowering in a corner.”

“Go ahead. Tell me. Tell me what you really think of me.”

“That won’t work on me anymore.”

“Sometimes I wonder if it’s possible for the soul to die.”

“Hey, you wanna know something?”

“I have to tell you. I have to, or it’ll fester inside me until I can’t take it anymore.”

“Why are you like this?”

“What’s wrong with me?”

“What did you do?”

“And then I suppose we’ll forget all about it and act like it never happened? Yeah, sure.”

“End this. Kill me. Stop me before I do something I’ll regret.”

“I don’t deserve your kindness.”

“Well that was a complete waste of time.”

“You’d think at this point I’d get used to seeing stuff like that, but no. It still gets me.”

“Once you’ve been through that much, shouldn’t you be numb? Why do I still feel?”

“You are the best person I’ve ever met.”

“Thank you. For doing what you did. How can I repay you?”

“No. It’s fine. It’s always fine. Please leave.”

“I don’t usually say this, but in this case: yikes.”

“Tell me what happened.”

“We’re right. Of course we’re right. When are we not?”

“Someday karma is gonna punch you in the face.”

“In any dispute, each side thinks it’s in the right and the other side is demons.”

“You will have no peace, no safety, no rest. Not until you surrender to me.”

“There will be nothing left.”

“Like attracts like.”

“Fear is the path to the dark side.”

“Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, and hate leads to suffering.”

“Once more. Speak my name once more.”

“I will always find you.”

“Don’t say that! Every time someone says that, something bad happens.”

“Darkness never dies.”

“Men mock the gods until they need them.”

“You are my reason to stay.”

“I am the creation of your sins. Embrace me.”

“Here’s to the fall.”

“Salvation isn’t free.”

“Word by word and line by line, I follow your voice through the fire.”

“And when I say your name, forgiveness is for me.”

“Appear before my feverish eyes; I trust you to lead when I’m blind.”

“I have sold my soul.”

“Hesitation’s for the weak. I’m your faithful tool. Dispose of me as you wish.”

“I say your name again and put my blame aside. And I tell myself the end will justify my selfish means.”

“There is no ordinary life for people like you and me.” 

“Fine. Make me your villain.”

“That is all the mercy traitors deserve.”

“You’ll tire of hate soon enough. You’ll tire of everything.”

“Fight me as long as you’re able. You will find I have far more practice with eternity.”

“When most people say impossible they usually mean improbable.”

“If I’d been stronger, I would have driven a knife through your heart.”

“If you take this step, you know where it will lead.”

“Capitalism is alive and well in our communist paradise.”

“I’m gonna need some vodka. No, scratch that. I’m gonna need a lot of vodka.”

“I want to protect you. I promise I won’t leave.”

“We knew how this would end.”

“It’s so easy to destroy and condemn the ones you do not understand. Do you ever wonder if it’s justified?”

“Fairness! Still she talks of fairness. What does fairness have to do with any of this?”

“The people curse my name and pray for you, but you’re the one who was ready to abandon them.”

“You know just who I am. Don’t be so distant.”

“When you’re lost I am solely there to share your grief.”

 “Am I losing my mind? I am not afraid, my dear.”

“All becomes clear, but no one will hear my testimony.”

feel free to change pronouns when sending your ask! these starters have snippets of different dialogue up until tess dies.

✿: What is your muses favourite scent?

☼: What is your muses favourite kind of weather?

☤: Is your muse allergic to anything?

♫: Does your muse like music? What kind?

✉: What is something your muse would write about?

✈: How far has your muse travelled away from their home?

💕: Does your muse have any crushes?

★: What is your muse’s zodiac?

✞: Does your muse have an religious beliefs? What are they?

∞: Is there something about your muse that has been constant throughout their life?

✘: What are your muses pet peeves?

💲: What is your muse like with their money? What’s their financial situation?

⚽: What’s your muse’s favourite sport?

✔: What is your muse’s sexuality?

✋: Is your muse left or right handed?

👓: Does your muse need reading aids? Contacts or glasses?

🎒: What does your muse normally keep in their bag?

🚑: Does your muse have any disabilities/impairments?

👕: What is your muse’s fashion sense like?

🎲: Does your muse like to gamble?

🍕: What’s your muses favourite food?

🍸: Does your muse like to consume alcohol? What’s their favourite kind?

“I just got back from the cemetery.”

“I swear I just saw someone… or something looking in my window.”

“I know I closed the damn closet door, but it keeps opening! Please tell me this is just some kind of joke you keep pulling.”

“What’s behind you in these pictures…?”

“Apparently like 20 years ago, some girl slaughtered her family in the basement.”

“I think there’s something about this house that you’re not telling me.”

“I keep hearing noises coming from the attic…”

“I know what I saw, and whatever is in the basement… it’s not human!”

“I didn’t have time to see what it was! I just got the hell out of there!”

“Whose grave were you bringing flowers to…?”

“The electricity guy said there was absolutely nothing wrong – and yet, the lights always flicker on at 2am. Explain that to me?”

“Why don’t you spend the night in that house ‘alone’, then try to convince me that you don’t believe in ghosts.”

“Y-you don’t understand, he didn’t have a face!”

“I had a dream that I killed you.”

“Ah, yes… the room you’re staying in. It’s a paranormal hot spot, apparently.”

“I keep hearing whispers at night… I-I can’t sleep!”

“There was something else in there with me, I’m not going back to that house.”

“Come on, it’s just an urban legend…”

“Are you trying to tell me I’ve been sleeping in a dead girl’s room!?”

“I keep getting the feeling that someone is following me.”

“Don’t panic… but I think there’s someone else in the house.”

“I can still feel her/his ghost, and it’s killing me…”

“There’s something growling in the basement… could you, uh… check it out for me?”

“Can you just… can you please check the closet?”

“P-please… put the knife down.”

“I bought this haunted ring on eBay!”

“No, no, no – run!”

“I didn’t forward one of those freaky chain letters and now I keep hearing the laughter of children coming from my hallways at night.”

“The dead are all around us…”

“She’s dead! She’s dead and yet I keep seeing her, everywhere!”

“There’s something breathing under the bed…”

“You can’t tell me you don’t believe in ghosts after all we’ve been through.”

“I saw something I wasn’t supposed to see, something… that wasn’t supposed to be here.”

“Maybe an exorcism is in order…?”

“I woke up, and it was j-just… staring at me.”

“He was there, then like a second later he literally vanished! I saw it happen!”

“I like the ghosts here… they keep me company.”

“You can’t honestly tell me you’re in love with a dead girl.”

“Wasn’t someone murdered in this house? Why are we here?”

“If dying means being with him/her, kill me. I’d be happier that way.”

“Ghosts aren’t real. You need help.”

“…what do you mean we didn’t talk last night? You came over, you were here.”

“You saw something you weren’t supposed to see. And now… now you know what has to be done.”

“I’m pretty sure my toaster’s haunted.”

“What’s wrong with you? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“Don’t! Don’t you dare open that door!”

“I visited his/her grave for the first time today…”

“Something terrible happened here, didn’t it?”

“Wh-why do you have a knife…?”

“You’re all bloody, what happened!?”

“You know that book from The Evil Dead? Yeah, well… I’m pretty sure we found something pretty damn similar to it.”

“You’re bleeding…”

“How can you not see it…? I’m dead! I’ve been dead for years!”

“I’ve always wanted to see you choking on your own blood.”

“I’m sorry, I’m busy Friday with the… funeral and all.”

“I’ll never forget the sound of his screaming.”

“From the looks of it, the afterlife is a lot more fun than this.”

“Legend has it that you can still hear her crying for her lover in the dead of night.”

“I want to be dead, too.”

“Well don’t you look lovely, all covered in blood.”

“Whoa – wait! Please don’t go down there… let’s just get out of here, please?”

“You played with a Ouija board!?”

“Me and some friends played with a Ouija board the other night… and things have been a little strange since then.”

“There’s so much negative energy in this house… do you know if someone died here?”

“You’re always hanging out in cemeteries… and yeah, it’s kinda creepy.”

“They just don’t believe like they used to…”

✦ In which our muses are coworkers 

★ in which our muses witness a crime

☆ in which our muses attend the same college class

✰ in which our muses find themselves laying back and taking their time to stargaze

✮ in which our muses meet in a reunion

✯ in which our muses are neighbors

❇ in which our muses meet on a blind date

❈ in which our muses attend a wedding

❅ in which our muses are lost in the city

❄ in which our muses are trying to entertain themselves in a long car ride

❆ in which our muses attend an exhibition

❃ in which our muses find something highly valuable item in an unlikely place

❀ in which our muses get stuck in an elevator together

✿ in which our muses are married with child(ren)

❁ in which our muses have to deal with a fever

“Hey, kiddo!” Taiyang called, the roaring, screaming grimm around them overwhelming. The huntsman moved a bit sluggishly, dodging the beowolf that surged towards him, smashing his fist against its jaw to throw it off of him. He snarled, flames licking his gauntlets as he bolted towards the young man.

Damn it all–with this attack by the girmm and now these Atlesian robots–

It’s horrifying maw opened with an unholy screech. Taiga wrenched a bloody arm free from the thick claws as it’s jaws were about to close upon him, and he shot an earth dust crystal into it’s throat, turning it into stone and thus vanquishing it to the Void.

The damage was done however, all his aura depleted from the single savage blow. Taiga was hurting, oozing blood from deep talon marks and forcing each breath against broken ribs. Trapped on the ground teeming with monsters, he’d be devoured shortly.

Staggering, he found his footing,but only by sharing his weight with a slab of concrete sticking upright out of the center of Main Street. Beowolves snarled at him and Boarbatusk stomped their hooves, but he breathed a shaky sigh of relief at the sight of  the Atlesian robot making its way to his rescue.

The Grimm scrambled out of the way of the giant robot’s charge, but Taiga realized too late that the mech too was hostile. It struck him hard with a sweep of its metal arm, sending him tumbling and skidding until he struck the wall of a dilapidated building. He lay crumpled on his side, his body unwilling to move as the robot made its way toward him once again, this time to finish the job.