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maremote · 1 year
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🏴‍☠️🦜MONOLOGUOLYMPICS FINAL ROUND🦜🏴‍☠️
2/4: Silver vs Jack
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Silver, to Flint, in 409: "I have no story to tell. [...] Not unremarkable, just… without relevance. A long time ago, I absolved myself from the obligation of finding any. No need to account for all my life's events in the context of a story that somehow… defines me. Events, some of which, no one could divine any meaning from… other than that the world is a place of unending horrors. I've come to peace with the knowledge… that there is no storyteller imposing any coherence, nor sense, nor grace upon those events. Therefore, there's no duty on my part to search for it. You know of me all I can bear to be known. All that is relevant to be known. That is to say, you know my genuine friendship… and loyalty. Can that be enough and there still be trust between us?”
Jack, to Mark Read, in 410: "‘A story is true. A story is untrue. As time extends, it matters less and less. The stories we want to believe… those are the ones that survive, despite upheaval and transition and progress. Those are the stories that shape history. And then what does it matter if it was true when it was born? It's found truth in its maturity, which if a virtue in man ought to be no less so for the things men create. […] Long John Silver's story… is a hard one to know. The men who believed most deeply in it… were ultimately destroyed by it. And those who stood to benefit most from it… were the most eager to leave it all behind. Until all that remains of any of it… are stories bearing only a passing resemblance to the world the rest of us lived in. A world we survived. A world that is no more."
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maremote · 1 year
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4/4: Flint vs Miranda
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Flint, to Silver, in 410: “This is how they survive. You must know this. You're too smart not to know this. They paint the world full of shadows… and then tell their children to stay close to the light. Their light. Their reasons, their judgments. Because in the darkness, there be dragons. But it isn't true. We can prove that it isn't true. In the dark, there is discovery, there is possibility, there is freedom in the dark once someone has illuminated it. And who has been so close to doing it as we are right now?”
Miranda, to Peter Ashe, in 209: "You destroyed our lives! You caused our exile! Thomas died in a cold, dark place… […] What do I want? I want to see this whole goddamn city, this city that you purchased with our misery, burn. I want to see you hanged on the very gallows you've used to hang men for crimes far slighter than this. I want to see that noose around your neck and I want to pull the fucking lever with my own two hands!"
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maremote · 1 year
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🏴‍☠️🦜MONOLOGUOLYMPICS FINAL ROUND🦜🏴‍☠️
3/4: Anne vs Madi
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Anne, to Max, in 207: "I was married to a man once. Rotten fuck…. raised his hands at me, burned me, shared me with his men. I didn't know any different, didn't know I could do anything about it. Even if I had, I wouldn't have thought I had it in me. One day, we were in a tavern. He was hurting me. And a man saw it. And he walked over… and he slit his throat. That was Jack. I was 13. I always thought he saved me from something. Always been so fucking grateful. Now I wonder… maybe Jack took me from something I was supposed to figure my own way out of. Maybe he took away the chance to get strong enough to save myself. To grow up. Instead, I went with him, did what he did, did what the others did. Thought I'd become one of them. If I'm not what I was when I was born, and I ain't what I've become instead… what the fuck am I?"
Madi, to Rogers, in 409: “The voice you hear in your head… I imagine I know who it sounds like, as I know Eleanor wanted those things. But I hear other voices. A chorus of voices. Multitudes. They reach back centuries. Men and women…and children who'd lost their lives… to men like you. Men and women and children forced to wear your chains. I must answer to them and this war… their war… Flint's war… my war…it will not be bargained away to avoid a fight, to save John Silver's life… or his men's… or mine. And you believe what you will, but it was neither I nor Flint… nor the Spanish raider who killed your wife. That, you did.”
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maremote · 1 year
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🏴‍☠️🦜MONOLOGUOLYMPICS FINAL ROUND🦜🏴‍☠️
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THE FINAL TOURNAMENT.
Round 1 goes live 03/20/2023 at 5:00 PM EST (HAPPY NOROOZ BTW) polls will be tagged #bsm81
Idelle "You killed my friend," vs Max "I am so sorry for working so hard to protect the wrong things."
Silver "'I have no story," vs Jack "A story is true, a story is untrue."
Anne "What the fuck am I?" vs Madi "I hear voices."
Flint "Freedom in the dark" vs Miranda "I want to see that noose around your neck..."
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maremote · 1 year
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🏴‍☠️🦜MONOLOGUOLYMPICS FINAL ROUND🦜🏴‍☠️
1/4: Idelle vs Max
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ldelle, to Anne, 408: "You killed a friend of mine. Her name was Charlotte... and you did it for reasons that had nothing to do with her. There were men knew that would've killed you for me. I wanted to ask them. Had the money. But Max refused. I couldn't tell then if it was... because she was afraid of you. Wouldn't have blamed her. I was. Or if it was something else. But I respected her wishes. Obeyed when she said we'd protect you despite what you'd done. Do you know why? Because despite the world reminding her every day of her life that she's undeserving of being given anything by it, that she was unworthy of what little she'd managed to take from it... despite all of that, she never believeda word of it. That woman has been fighting the whole goddamn world since the day she was born. She's a breath away from winning that fight. For whatever reason, she wants to share the spoils with you. And you'd walk away. You killed my friend. I wanted you to know that."
Max, to Anne, in 408: “I remember when I first met Eleanor, how stunned I was. A woman who spoke the way she did, who had no fear of the world or the men who reigned over it. When I became her lover, I watched the decisions she made…and resolved to learn from them. When I became her rival, I watched the mistakes she made and resolved never to repeat them. But at the end, when I felt I had surpassed her in every way, it seemed as though there was something she was still trying to say to me. Surrendering everything she had sacrificed so dearly for, because it would have come at the expense of the one she loved. She was trying to tell me, I just could not hear her, about what is truly important. I said no to Marion Guthrie's plan… despite having no alternative and at the risk of losing the entire endeavor because I refuse to situate a man in a position where he might interfere one day with my ability to repair things with you. You are the bravest person I have ever known. The truest person I have ever known. And I betrayed you and it sickens me. I am so sorry for working so hard to protect the wrong things. For failing to see that there is nothing important that does not include you.”
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