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SENTENCE STARTERS FROM PORTAL 2.
“oh… it’s you.” “it’s been a long time. how have you been?” “i’ve been really busy being dead. you know, after you murdered me.” “this will be our only chance to talk.” “if you’d done that to somebody else, they might devote their existence to exacting revenge.” “i’ve really let the place go since you killed me. by the way, thanks for that.” “here come the test results: you are a horrible person. i’m serious, that’s what it says: a horrible person. we weren’t even testing for that.” “science has now validated your birth mother’s decision to abandon you on a doorstep.” “i’ll give you credit: i guess you ARE listening to me.” “remember before when i was talking about smelly garbage standing around being useless? that was a metaphor. i was actually talking about you. and I’m sorry. you didn’t react at the time, so i was worried it sailed right over your head. which would have made this apology seem insane. that’s why I had to call you garbage a second time just now.” “if you have any questions, just remember what i said in slow motion.” “when you die, i’m going to laminate your skeleton and pose you in the lobby. that way future generations can learn from you how not to have your unfortunate bone structure.” “you may as well lie down and get acclimated to the being dead position.” “i honestly, TRULY didn’t think you’d fall for that.” “well. i suppose we could just sit in this room and glare at each other until somebody drops dead, but i have a better idea.” “say, you’re good at murder. could you - ow - murder this bird for me?” “BURN HIS HOUSE DOWN!“ “i’m not going to lie to you, the odds are a million to one. and that’s with some generous rounding.” “you think i’ll betray you. and on any other day, you’d be right.” “you like revenge, right? everybody likes revenge. well, let’s go get some.” “it’s been fun. don’t come back.” “if anyone asks – and no one’s gonna ask, don’t worry – but if anyone asks, tell them as far as you know, the last time you checked, everyone looked pretty much alive. alright? not dead.” “it just goes to show: people with brain damage are the real heroes in the end aren’t they? at the end of the day. brave.” “BAM! secret panel! that I opened. while your back was turned.” “AH! i- sorry, i just looked down. i do not recommend it.” “oh, what? how stupid does she think we are?” “i heard gunfire! a bit late for this, but look out for gunfire! probably doesn’t help at this point, but i have at least tried.” “oh for god’s… they told me if i ever turned this flashlight on, i would DIE. they told me that about EVERYTHING. i don’t know why they even bothered to give me this stuff if they didn’t want me to use it. it’s pointless. mad.” “they say the old caretaker of this place went absolutely crazy. chopped up his entire staff. of robots. all of them robots. they say at night you can still hear the screams. of their replicas. all of them functionally indistinguishable from the originals. no memory of the incident. nobody knows what they’re screaming about. absolutely terrifying. though obviously not paranormal in any meaningful way.” “WHAT ARE YOU DOING WE DON’T KNOW WHAT THAT BUTTON - oh, the door’s open! well done. let’s see what’s inside.” “if we start making a list of things that aren’t here, we could be here all night. you know, pens for instance. let’s stick with things we can see. not stuff that isn’t here.” “‘caw! caw!’ oh, look! there’s a bird out here! a lovely bird. gorgeous plumage. majestic. won’t be here long. a lovely bird like that. once in a lifetime opportunity to see a lovely bird like that. lovely plumage.” “i knew it was gonna be cool being in charge of everything, but… wow, this is cool!” “well, how about now? NOW WHO’S A MORON?” “what -what’s wrong with being adopted? um. well… lack of parents, for one, and… also… furthermore… nothing. some of my best… friends are… orphans… but…” “hello! this is the part where i kill you.” “could you just jump into that pit? there. that deadly pit.” “okay, that’s long enough. are you dead yet? how about now?” “well, no matter. because I’m STILL holding all the cards, and guess what: they’re allll full houses! i’ve never played cards. meaning to learn.” “puppet master! you’re a puppet in a play, and i hold all the strings! and cards, still. cards in one hand, strings in the other. and I’m making you dance like a puppet. playing cards.” “congratulations! the simple fact that you’re standing here listening to me means you’ve made a glorious contribution to science.” “let me answer those questions with a question: who wants to make sixty dollars? cash.” “ground up moon rocks are pure poison. i am deathly ill.” “all right, i’ve been thinking. when life gives you lemons? don’t make lemonade. make life take the lemons back! get mad! ‘i don’t want your damn lemons! what am i supposed to do with these?’”
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“I’m a good partner!” Cait defended, hopping up with his tail lashing behind him. “An’ I’m excellent for intel!”
“Yes, you are,” Reeve agreed, smiling at Vincent. “Really, Vincent. Take advantage of his presence. You can’t do everything yourself, and there’s certain things he’ll just do better.”
Cait nodded firmly and hopped off the desk, striding over to Vincent. “You’ll be glad I’m along, you’ll see!”
“Be safe,” Reeve said. “I’ll be monitoring you remotely, if you need anything.”
Vincent sighed loudly in defeat. There was no winning with this one, nor with his robotic cat. He extended an arm for the feline entity to climb up on.
At least they would be going at his pace, Cait was not one to be very fast. It didn’t seem like his construction had been intended for that purpose. Vincent was willing to take what he could out of this exchange.
“Let’s go” he announced towards Cait.
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Out of the proverbial frying right back into the fire.
Honestly, Arcade probably should start questioning just why he couldn’t seem to ever find himself cut a break. If it wasn’t one thing it was another, and while things had initially seemed as if it was going to go smoothly for a change of course that would’ve been too much to ask! Maybe it was a little bit his own fault too.. he knew this area was a risky one, one that could be dangerous, but he had been leaning a little on that fact - dangerous meant more likely than not less people, which meant he would be able be more likely to find the materials he needed for his research.
Maybe he also should’ve found someone to come with him - two sets of eyes were better than one after all, and he could’ve used to backup. Especially right now with the hounds snapping at his heels.
Arcade had more ammo. The pack was already depleted from the first he’d gone through, but there hadn’t been the moment to reload before they were on him. So he’d had to run - but his was starting to lag, lungs screaming for air and muscles aching. The dogs were only getting closer and closer, and a hasty glance over his shoulder could only tell some of them were irradiated - part of living by, and probably in, one of the toxic zones in this area.
No time left. He had been just about to turn on the back, to try to ward off and take as little damage as possible so he could reload, when something - someone? - swept in from wherever they had been located, startling and then ultimately disbanding the pack from their hunt. But the dogs didn’t go far, nor run away completely - Arcade could see some of them, lurking in the distance. Watching, and waiting.
He shuddered and shook his head, leaning a bit and resting his hands on his upper thighs as he tried to catch his breath. “I’ve been better.” Finally half-panted words, before he sucked in a breath - trying to resteady everything as he straightened back up. “But I could’ve been much worse off too. Thank you for the timely assistance.”
A nod in reply.
Vincent watched him, gun still at the ready, though the hounds were smarter than most people gave them credit for, which was what made them usually end up as lunch. They would not attack, not when there were two of them, and significantly more dangerous than meal-worthy.
The hounds observed for a while, keeping their ground where they had retreated, before they eventually decided to set out in search of easier prey. Once they did, had Vincent’s attention fully returned to the man.
“You should not wander alone through the wastes” he scolded the stranger mildly. “Are you hurt?” he followed up with.
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She hugs Vincent, leaning into his chest. "This is... strange."
His unarmored hand rested gently around the girl’s shoulders, a small huff following her statement.
“It’s something that takes some getting used to.”
Vincent’s hand comfortingly rubbed her shoulder, a gesture he figured would also feel more foreign than familiar to her, though he offered it anyway.
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"Even if the world turns against me, I’ll fight like I always have."
Vincent beheld the redhead with apprehension, yet a healthy dose of respect for their abilities. From what he’d heard and red of the man, this was no one to be tampered with, and Vincent had learned the hard way to pick his battles a slight more wisely.
A grunt of discomfort came from the man. He had not signed up for this.
“Sometimes fighting is not the wisest approach” he offered, and boy could he testify to that.
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Have a Hug Nonverbal Starters
Send Give/Receive and a hug for one of my muses or for yours! Don’t specify to leave it up to the ask receiver.
A hug from the front.
A hug from behind.
A hug from the side.
A half shoulder hug.
A wrapping hug around the shoulders.
A hug around the waist.
A sleepy hug.
A hug around the head.
A hug into the chest.
A protective hug.
A comforting hug.
A touch starved hug that gets tighter.
A touch starved hug that gets gentler.
A squeezing hug.
A pulling down to rest hug.
A pulling into their lap hug.
A lifting and spinning hug.
A hug to bring them under their chin.
A hug to nestle them into their neck.
A hug to use them as a pillow.
A hug from behind to rest their head on the other’s.
A hug into their back.
A weak and exhausted hug.
A reunion hug.
A good-bye hug.
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-gets on blog- -sees a message- Yay a message! -opens message- -it’s a porn bot-
God damn it.....
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Quotes That May Hit Hard.
rephrased/taken from various pieces of media and overheard conversations. feel free to change pronouns and edit to fit muses.
“ He who hesitates is lost. ”
“ How could such a wonderful person do such a terrible thing? ”
“ People aren't noble or evil, they're like chef salads! Bits of good and bad mixed in with everything else. ”
“ There are some things we aren't meant to know. ”
“ Why did you do it? Please... I have to know. ”
“ NO! I... I can't trust you again! It's cost me too much! ”
“ You weren't who I thought you were. ”
“ You've done a terrible thing for a noble reason. ”
“ Don't linger like this. You have decided to go away. Now go! ”
“ For some, who are travelers, the stars are guides. For others they are no more than little lights in the sky. ”
“ And I thought I made him happy, you know? I thought I was all he'd need to be cheerful. But it was... more then that, wasn't it...? ”
“ Never forget what it was like there, years ago. Never forget your innocence, kindness, compassion; lest you become like them. ”
“ Please, you have to understand, I'm not doing this for me! I've... never done anything for me. ”
“ We can't go back. It isn't worth it, we're already gone. ”
“ All you care about is yourself! It's bright as day, I don't know how they can't see that! ”
“ Even if the world turns against me, I'll fight like I always have. ”
“ It's such a pretty night out... such a nice ending. Thank you for coming with me this far, but I have to go now. ”
“ DON'T YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU'VE DONE? ”
“ You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed. ”
“ A wise man once said that people are never really gone if you remember them, hold them in your heart. Yet, what if you need them to go? They're there like a dandelion; sweet, loving face, but roots that penetrate your heart further then ever. How do you rid yourself of that? ”
“ It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye. ”
“ I love you! Please, let me love you. Don't push me away. ”
“ I just wish I could see them again. Their smiles, laughs, faces. I miss them all. ”
“ Love is a beautiful and terrible thing. ”
“ Time... is a cruel and vicious enemy. It takes from us everything we love. ”
“ You'll always be my friend. ”
“ At last, I think I have found the safe place; only to be cruelly swept away again in the waters of torture. ”
“ I know you're safe, I know they're all safe, but the memories won't stop coming! They scare me, hurt me... how do I stop them? ”
“ I wish it hadn't ended that way. I may not have had everything laid out, but I would have loved to see where the future would have taken me. Now, though... I'm here. I can't change it. ”
“ Yet I hate you, and love you at the same time. How can that be? ”
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“I’d be a witch in another life.”
Vincent huffed in response. Quite fitting for her, something about the power and the supernatural, he could easily see it. He was curious if there were more reasons to her statement beside the easily apparent.
“Some would argue I am a vampire in this lifetime” he attempted at amusement.
He wasn’t quite sure what type of humor was safe to use these days, as people tended to scowl, frown or tell him it’s offensive, and/or morbid whenever he did. Vincent always thought they were lacking humor more than he did, but the problem remained.
“If all else fails, you could always just beat them with the broom.”
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halloween sentence starters
Feel free to change pronouns or anything else !
at a party
“I love the decorations.”
“There are so many sexy kitties in here.”
“Am I the only one in costume?”
“I’m not sure if this room is full of strangers or if I just can’t recognize anyone because of the costumes.”
“Do I hear ‘Monster Mash’ playing?”
“Come on, let’s dance. Even the skeletons are doing it.”
“Did someone spike the punch?”
“I hate costume parties…”
at a haunted house
“This stuff’s for babies.”
“AAAAAHHHHH!”
“Hey, can we…go home? Not that I’m scared.”
“BOO!”
“Wait, are you actually scared?”
“FuCK NO–”
“That makeup is so realistic.”
“I paid $40 so I better die.”
alone
“You should hang out with me later. I’m gonna marathon a bunch of movies.”
“[text] Hey, it’s me. I heard banging noises and I’m terrified. Please save me.”
“Halloween?? With friends?? What friends?”
“[text] I just heard some weird noises. [text] No I’m being serious. [text] I need you ri”
“I’m probably just going to stay up all night so the ghosts don’t kill me.”
“I’ll just be chilling with the monsters under my bed.”
“Maybe I’ll summon a demon so I have someone to hang out with.”
“Do ghosts like Netflix?”
with kids
“Don’t eat all your candy at once!”
“Aw~ I love your costume.”
“And who are you?”
“Look, man. You can’t give toothbrushes to kids on Halloween.”
“Trick or treat!”
“Let me check those before you eat them.”
“UGH, why am I stuck with a bunch of babies?”
“I wish it was socially acceptable for me to trick or treat on my own, but it’s not, so.”
with friends
“We should egg his/her/their house.”
“Help me with my costume!”
“TIME TO GET SPOOKY.”
“Are you just going to wear a T-shirt that says ‘costume’ on it?”
“Should we be drinking this much?”
“The ouija board says you’re a little shit.”
“Let’s tell ghost stories.”
“Time to join the skeleton war, bitches.”
as a flirt
“You look so hot in that.”
“After being freaks, are we gonna get freaky?”
“[jumps into __’s arms out of fear]”
“Your outfit is scary…take it off.”
“I came in here expecting a trick, but you’re a real treat.”
“If I was in a scary movie, I’d want to be trapped with you.”
“You–uh–spooked…my heart.”
“I’d let you haunt me all night long.”
misc.
“Let’s carve a pumpkin!”
“I’d be a witch in another life.”
“I wonder if I still have that ouija board…”
“Do you believe in ghosts?”
“What costume are you wearing?”
“Let’s pull a prank.”
“I hate Halloween.”
“Can you tell me why you have an actual skeleton in your closet?”
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𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .
❛ what are you doing? ❜
❛ what , you’re going to kill me? ❜
❛ fuck ! put the gun down ! please , come on ! it’s me , alright ? ❜
❛ what are you doing with that ? ❜
❛ please .. don’t do this anymore ! ❜
❛ let her/them/him go or i’ll blow you away ! ❜
❛ wait ! okay … okay ! okay , i’ll tell you , whatever you want to know .. ❜
❛ you point that thing at me you better pull the trigger . ❜
❛ alright , alright , alright .. i’ll talk ! ❜
❛ please , just let me go , i won’t tell anyone … i promise . ❜
❛ let me out of here ! let me go ! ❜
❛ you’re not getting away this time … ❜
❛ actually , i think i better get going … it’s late and … ❜
❛ come on ! fight back ! fight back ! fight back you coward ! ❜
❛ come on , hit me ! ❜
❛ do it ! pull the trigger ! do it , do it , do it ! ❜
❛ come and find me … polo ! ❜
❛ i don’t want to hide anymore , i don’t want to be afraid anymore … ❜
❛ you keep saying you’re going to stop but you don’t ! ❜
❛ how many more people need to die before you’re satisfied ? ❜
❛ why are you doing this ? ❜
❛ don’t come any closer , that’s far enough . ❜
❛ if you don’t pull the trigger i’ll pull it for you ! ❜
❛ i thought that you were in danger … ❜
❛ you’re dangerous … i , i just don’t want to end up dead .. ❜
❛ i promise i won’t hurt you … ❜
❛ can you please stop screwing with my mind , god ! ❜
❛ i don’t want to be here anymore , please , can we go back ? ❜
❛ um …. i’m not sure i want to go , thanks anyway .. ❜
❛ that sounds dangerous …. i’m in . ❜
❛ i don’t know , it sounds awfully dangerous … ❜
❛ stay back or i will rip your head off ! ❜
❛ i think … this is wrong , no . i can’t just stand by and watch it . ❜
❛ do you think you would ever hurt me like that ? ❜
❛ i can’t be with someone who could hurt me like that … ❜
❛ this is not love ! it is obsession ! a sick one at that ! ❜
❛ are you following me ? what … what do you want ? money ? ❜
❛ please … i have money , just let me go . ❜
❛ i don’t think you realize how the dangerous this game is .. ❜
❛ it’s not just a game ! ❜
❛ if you’re in some kind of trouble , you can tell me . ❜
❛ come on , it’s just a game , what could go so wrong ? ❜
❛ are you the one that’s been watching me ? stalking me ? ❜
❛ actually , do you mind if we just stop/pull over here ? ❜
❛ what are you doing ? you missed the stop back there ? ❜
❛ hello ? is someone there ? ❜
❛ you’re scaring me … ❜
❛ okay , you’re really starting to scare me … ❜
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short tall sentence starters
short
“stupid…!…jar..! come here already!”
“who the heck put that way up there? grr!”
“where is the stool…? oof! if only i was two centimeters taller!”
“i swear to god, if you are laughing at me because i can’t reach i will punch your face”
“are you…laughing at me? well, let you know that I’m closer to your bottom. be careful, jackass.”
“eek! p-p-please! don’t laugh at me!”
“is it bad that i want to chop people’s legs if they were taller than me?”
“Tsk…stupid tall guy/girl.”
“hey, hey, turn for a bit….yeah….and done. What? your back looks like a good table.”
“Hey! come down a bit. My neck hurts.”
“Don’t you dare bend to talk to me.”
“Oh my god! Are you okay? You hit your head hard…heh guess i wouldn’t know the feeling since i am…short.”
“HAHAHA! YOU HIT YOUR HEAD! ARE YOU BLIND?!”
“Aah…it feels great to see a tall person hit their head like that. Satisfying.”
“Damn..that must have hurt. Are you okay?”
“Hey! watch it! what are you? a raging bull? look where you are walking before you bump into people!”
“Ouch! I-I’m sorry..I was in the way. You probably didn’t see me…”
“Can you….get that for me? Please…?”
“Oh, oh! Can you help me? I was trying to get that over there.”
“….Listen, just pick that up and shut up.”
“Ughh just get it already!”
“Thank you for picking it for me!”
“Thanks, I guess…for reaching to pick that up.”
“Gah! shut up! thanks, okay? Happy? tall jerk.”
“Oh! I can get that! It is easy for me!”
“….are you asking me to crawl in there just because i’m short?”
“you did not call me just so i can be your santa little helper, did you?”
“Just because i am short does not mean i am not scared of closed places and dark ones! i cannot go in there!”
“Y-you gonna lift me up?! N-no, it is ok! i can see just fine!”
“Don’t you dare lift me up.”
“Can you lift me up? I am trying to pick up [item] from there.”
“Hey, lift me up! Quickly!”
“I was trying to reach for that–huh? lift me up?….sure. I think…”
“Whoa! The view is amazing here! I’m staying. Nope. I’m not going down.”
“P-please, put me down ….n-now.”
“Are you planning to keep holding me up for a long time?”
“Hey, tall handsome/beautiful~”
“Wow….so tall….”
“Tch…that height is not bad.”
“Care to switch heights?”
“It is my dream to be swept by a tall guy/girl like you~”
“i like it when I fit in your hug…”
“I-it’s creepy how you can …hold me like that.”
“This is my place. mine. I sit here. On your lap. I fit. No complains.”
Tall
“need help with that? i can pick it up for you.”
“let me reach and..here you go.”
“Hahaha, i’m sorry. you just looked so funny trying to reach for that.”
“Pft–sorry, sorry, i didn’t mean to laugh at you. your height problem is not a laughing matter.”
“I was not laughing at you, I was …uh, admiring your determination.”
“Yeah, right I was laughing! Are you an idiot? How can you reach with these baby legs?”
“Whoa! where did you come from?! i didn’t see you.”
“I’m sorry! I was not paying attention. I’m sorry again for bumping into you.”
“A-are you okay?! you fell from there! You could have asked for help.”
“–pft ahaha! you can’t even stand on a stool! Shorty!”
“hey, shorty, what are you doing?”
“Pipsqueak came, what’s up?”
“Here comes tiny. What are you up to?”
“Can i lift you? this way you can reach up.”
“Lift you…up? sure. i can do that.”
“E-eh? lift you up? i don’t think i have the strength but…i can try…”
“No way!! I will not lift you up!”
“What will you do for me if i lift you up, eh?”
“I may be tall but that does not mean im strong.”
“are you trying to…climb over my head?”
“Can you see? How about I hoist you up?”
“…..if you wish…i can…carry you on my shoulders…”
“Uh, can you get down already? my back hurts.”
“Someone likes it up there too much…”
“You are so going to give me a massage after this…”
“Hey, cuddleable.”
“You know what i like about you? I can use you as my armrest.”
“You are so adorable, small and huggable.”
“I’m glad I can wrap my arms around you.”
“Heh, you are adorable. Do you like it sitting on my lap like that?”
“You know, it is great that you are shorter. i can rest my chin on your head.”
“I could use you as a weight lift.”
“I could pick you with one arm for sure.”
“Hey, crawl in there. You fit in there, shorty.”
“Did you just…came out of that window? How..?”
“How old are you? W-what?! you are as old as me?! Impossible!”
“Huh..I figured you would be older than you look.”
“Do all short people look mad 24/7?”
“Why are you kicking my legs? I am not going to get shorter by that.”
“Ouch! oww…my head…stupid door frame!”
“Oof–! A-almost…bashed my head into a wall…”
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@betterhealing
Vincent was known for his errant travels into remote corners of the world. For him, that was the norm, and he frequently found surprising moments that fascinated him. The world had changed so much, and so had the wilderness, so to observe it now was a new, fresh, and fulfilling experience.
Rarely did he stumble across something that he had to intervene on, but now was one such moment.
Perched atop a dead tree in the desert, he saw a man being chased down by a pack of wild hounds. Didn’t they know not to venture out here by themselves...?
Well, Vincent had done that too, but certain abilities made him a lot more confident to brave remote locations by himself. Vincent frowned from his vantage point, the man didn’t seem to have advantage over the situation.
He swooped down like a flaming hawk, posing himself between the man and the hounds. The frightening appearance was enough to startle the hounds, and a few warning shots did the trick of deterring them for good, having decided that this prey was no longer worth the effort. Vincent snorted lightly before turning to the man.
“Are you alright?” he asked plainly.
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@engineering-robotics
There were a lot of things Vincent didn’t understand about Reeve. He was slightly eccentric, even by Vincent’s standards, and the man was fond of his secrets. Not that it was something Vincent desperately wanted to know, as far as he was concerned, he didn’t need to as long as it didn’t put him, or the people around him in danger.
However, when it came to favors of the technical kind, he was Vincent’s preferred contact to get things done.
“My phone has malfunctioned for some strange reason.”
It might have been all the extreme weather conditions and missions that Vincent frequently took on, but surely that couldn’t be a fact, right?
“Can you have a look at it, please?”
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He scowled at the file in his hands, furrowed brows visible peaking out from under the red bandanna. His face didn’t move, Vincent’s eyes simply looked up from under his brow. Surely Reeve was joking. He hoped he was, and Vincent didn’t think hope was still an option on the menu of his emotions.
An unflinching smile from the other as he sat behind his desk told Vincent that Reeve was very much not joking.
“....you’re actually serious.”
Cait Sith’s tail flicked in excitement as he sat on the desk next to Reeve. There was a barely perceptible twitch of his eye, but if that had been hard to miss, Vincent definitely made up for it with a discontent grumble.
“Fine, I’ll take him with me.”
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Going to work on starters, if you want one, you can still like the post here.
Feel free to bug me if you want
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Double Vincent Valentine from Turks Bebop
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