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— sentence starters : labyrinth, 1986. content warnings : violence & death mention
"oh it's not fair!”
“well don't stand there in the rain, come on.”
“she treats me like a wicked stepmother in a fairy story no matter what i say.”
"there's nothing to talk about."
"someone save me, someone take me away from this awful place!"
"say your right words."
"goblin king, goblin king, wherever you may be, take this child of mine far away from me!!"
"what is all that rubbish, it doesn't even start with 'i wish' "
"i wish i did know what to say to make the goblins take you away"
"i wish the goblins would come and take you away. right now."
"what's said is said."
"please bring him back, please."
"it's a crystal, nothing more. but if you turn it this way and look into it, it will show you your dreams."
"it isn't that i don't appreciate what you're trying to do for me but..."
"don't defy me."
"it's further than you think, time is short."
"excuse me, but i have to get through this labyrinth, can you help me?"
"well, what did you expect fairies to do?"
"do you know where the door to the labyrinth is?"
"how do i get into the labyrinth?"
"if that's all the help your gonna be, you can just leave."
"you know your problem? you take too many things for granted. take this labyrinth, even if you get to the center, you'll never get out again."
"you remind me of the babe."
"what kind of magic spell to use?"
"what a horrible place this is."
"she should not have gotten as far as the oubliette."
"she'll have to start all over again."
"i came to give you a hand."
"this is an oubliette, the labyrinth's full of them."
"oh don't sound so smart."
"if i thought for one second that you're betraying me, i'd be forced to suspend you head first in the bog of eternal stentch."
"how are you enjoying my labyrinth?"
"how about upping the stakes, hmm?"
"you say that so often, i wonder what your basis for comparison is?"
"how can i trust you?"
"well, let me put it this way, what choice have you got?"
"i said i didn't promise nothing, i said i would take you as far as i could go."
"please, can you tell......that is, i have to get to the castle at the center of the labyrinth, do you know the way?"
"the way forward, is sometimes the way back."
"you may not be much of a friend, but you're the only friend i got in this place."
"well i'm not afraid, things aren't always what they seem in this place."
"is that anyway to treat someone who is trying to help you?"
"which should we choose out of these two ugly characters?"
"i see...for one moment i thought you were running to help her, but, uh, no, not after my warnings, that would be stupid."
"i just noticed your lovely jewels are missing."
"oh, what did you have to go and do a thing like that for?"
"so much trouble over such a little thing."
"there's such a sad love, deep in your eyes."
"i'll place the sky within your eyes."
"as the pain sweeps through, makes no sense for you. every thrill is gone, wasn't too much fun at all."
"i'll be there for you - as the world falls down."
"we're choosing the path between the stars."
"i'll leave my love between the stars."
"you can't look where you're going if you don't know where you're going."
"i shall fight you all to the death."
"i don't see why we have to be so quiet....it's only a goblin city."
"im not asking to be to forgiven, i ain't ashamed of nothing i did."
"they got through the gates, and they're on their way to the castle."
"i've had enough, i'm going to bed."
"how you turn my world you precious thing."
"you starve and near exhaust me."
"everything i've done, i've done for you."
"i move the stars for no one."
"your eyes can be so cruel."
"i have been generous up until now, but i can be cruel."
"let me rule you, and you can have everything you want."
"just fear me, love me, do as i say and i will be your slave."
"my will is as strong as yours, and my kingdom as great. you have no power over me."
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Angry & Irritated Sentences, Vol. 27
(Angry and irritated sentences from various sources. Adjust phrasing where needed)
"This is just you projecting your own intimacy issues on everybody else!"
"Do be quiet for a minute and listen!"
"Sometimes when you know something, it's better to keep it to yourself."
"What are you trying to do? Cause more trouble?"
"Stop giving orders. On you, they sound so silly."
"Touchy, aren't you?"
"Do you have a plan, or are we just improvising here?"
"Are you going to talk me to death, buddy? Is that the plan?"
"You always have to push it, don't you?"
"For God sake! Could you be a human being for 30 seconds?"
"Are you forgetting you tried to kill me?"
"I'll let you know when I start having fun."
"You seem to have forgotten who's in charge here."
"I'm perfectly capable of making my own decisions!"
"If once is a mistake and twice is unfortunate, what does that make this?"
"In case you haven't noticed, we are having a little bit of a crisis here!"
"You're out of control!"
"I do understand. Don't talk to me like I'm a monkey."
"You don't have to be afraid that I'll break into pieces!"
"Do you have any idea how many people are trying to kill us right now?"
"You're going to have to learn to calm down!"
"I hate deceit!"
"I don't care about your views! What do you think this is? Question time?"
"Do you think I don't see through your pitiful subterfuge?"
"I'm not quite as stupid as I look."
"Now, I'm not a complaining sort of chap as a rule, but I must say that in the future, you might want to be a little more careful!"
"Damn your hypocrisy!"
"You dismiss me at your peril."
"I'm not speaking to you right now."
"You are such a brat!"
"This is a slippery slope. You have no idea how far down you can go, and you're not taking me with you."
"I know you think you're helping, but you're doing more harm than good."
"I've done a lot of things for you in the past, but this? No way."
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Naughty or nice?

“It’s not my fault humans taste good in smoothies.”
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Harrass M
It can and will harass you
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Permanent starter call:
If you want: an inbox starter, general interaction, mod Elliot popping into your dms to plot or just be silly, etc
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Name: Mictlāntēcutli
Aliases: M, Bone Whore
Age: old as fuck
Gender: idk he’s just bones. All of it. No. Yes.
Pronouns: he/it/they
Sexuality: whore
Positive traits: a dad, makes cookies for people, will hug you if you start crying, has a first aid kit 24/7
Negative traits: eats people, a 22 foot tall bone god, kind of stupid, will make you into cookies if you piss him off
Skills/hobbies: carpentry, cooking, baking, murder
Likes: Cookies, eating people
Dislikes: people being mean to his kids, being disrespected
Aspirations: Convince one of his kids to take over his job and be a god of death for him so he can retire
Residence: Palace in Mictlan(Mexica land of the dead)
Occupation: Mexica God of Death
Background: I’ll add this eventually
Physical description: 22 feet tall bone man with a few organs and muscles, can shrink down to 8 feet and can also look kinda human sometimes
Other info: he can shapeshift and stuff, idk I just wanna be able to use him I’ll add things later
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Love thy bone papi 👉👈✌️
He needs a moment to process.
“Can I have your name before you start hitting on me?”
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The deity turned around at the sound of Azraels voice, the air in the room cooling significantly as he did so. He had been worried, as Azrael had not answered any of his calls after a rather concerning text message. See, “help.” wasn’t the best thing to send to a parent if it wasn’t going to answer the phone afterwards. Mictlāntēcutli had a decent guess as to what the issue was, though.
“There you are. I was wondering if you were asleep.”
Mictlāntēcutli walked over, the movement of the bone deity causing a quiet rattling. He knew Azrael liked the quietness of its cabin and did not want to disturb them too much. It was late, and he knew that if he was too loud it would upset his child. Mictlāntēcutli was inherently loud, but for his son he could quiet down to a near silence.
“How’re you doing kiddo? Do you want me to make you some waffles?”
Waffles were always a safe bet when it came to Azrael and food, the deity had learned over the millennia. Well, waffles were a safe bet as long as there was a pile of sugar and chocolate on them. It probably wasn’t healthy for the angel, but Mictlāntēcutli was just happy if they were willing to eat anything at all. Especially when Azrael was in pain or having a bad day. Today seemed like one of those days based off the wheezed sentence the angel had spoken at the realization of the father’s presence.
Azrael had been curled up on its couch when they heard the door creak open. The angel of death looked away from the movie it had been watching to try and see who was entering his home. It wasn’t often they had unannounced visitors, after all. As footsteps sounded out in the hallway Azrael sat up, spotting the culprit. Its adoptive father who had always been loud and rather intense was…quietly making his way to the kitchen?
“…Father? What are you doing”
The angels lungs burned today, and the words came out a scratchy and quiet wheeze. It was enough of a noise to catch their parents attention, though. Azrael tilted its head as Mictlāntēcutli turned and made his way towards the couch and sat down next to the angel. Azrael had always felt small when heart its father, whether that was because Azrael was short or because the deity was nearly ten feet tall was still up for debate. Or perhaps it was because the angel relied so much on the father figure despite being a mostly functional adult.
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Bone whore of a god at your service
Meet Mictlāntēcutli(M), God of the Dead:
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