This one's pretty straightforward so here goes.
If your characters were to go on a lengthy monologue, what it would be? How would they rant? What would they be monologuing about? Would it sound like a heroic speech, a villainous spiel, or something else entirely?
one question- ARE WE ALLOWED TO WRITE THE WHOLE MONOLOGE?! XD
I know my Kathy would be almost on a rant about how so many people are terrible, and how many people he's had to kill in the past week. (serial killer who kills bad people basically-)
one question- ARE WE ALLOWED TO WRITE THE WHOLE MONOLOGE?! XD
I know my Kathy would be almost on a rant about how so many people are terrible, and how many people he's had to kill in the past week. (serial killer who kills bad people basically-)
Hell yes.
(happy)
A loud, ear piercing metal to metal sound could be heard from almost miles away as a tall, shadowed figure crouches on top of a fence post, white teeth and almost glowing green eye iluminated by a dull lamp light. The killers shoulder length red hair blowing over his face as he gave a mix of an insane smile and sneer. "Look at you all…standing there gawking at the very man you are trying to capture." The man's deep, scratchy voice seemed to boom throughout the street as the officers fell silent. "And because why? I'm a danger? What about those men killing their sons and daughters and getting away with it? What about the women hauling trucks full of kids and teens…ready to sell them? Why do you not try harder to stop them?"
Kathy slowly stands, laughing softly. "You have been chasing my ass for years now…yet not focusing on that little girl who was assaulted by her father just a month ago. No no…the tears weren't enough for you. Her trembling wasn't enough." With a soft thud, the blood covered killer drops to the ground, still laughing…louder and louder.
"After all this time! What?! 1000 years!? 2000?! HAH! And yet…not even one of you has been able to catch me! Maybe it makes sense now on why you all fail to protect. Why even you lot kill just because." In a blur, an officer's head is cut clean off. "Murderer…" He snaps his gaze to another, slitting their throat. "Sexual assault…" He scoffs. "All the same reasons for what I do…I was made to do what you all can't…" He grins ear to ear as his axe drips blood. "I protect…only the ones deserving of it. And as long as I walk this earth, you all stand no chance against me. Shoot whatever you want at me…try your best…but I will come back."
Suddenly, a shot is fired. And just as this man had appeared, he was gone.
(thank u thank u I've been tryna get better at my writing. needs some work but I think I'm improving!)
(happy)
A loud, ear piercing metal to metal sound could be heard from almost miles away as a tall, shadowed figure crouches on top of a fence post, white teeth and almost glowing green eye iluminated by a dull lamp light. The killers shoulder length red hair blowing over his face as he gave a mix of an insane smile and sneer. "Look at you all…standing there gawking at the very man you are trying to capture." The man's deep, scratchy voice seemed to boom throughout the street as the officers fell silent. "And because why? I'm a danger? What about those men killing their sons and daughters and getting away with it? What about the women hauling trucks full of kids and teens…ready to sell them? Why do you not try harder to stop them?"
Kathy slowly stands, laughing softly. "You have been chasing my ass for years now…yet not focusing on that little girl who was assaulted by her father just a month ago. No no…the tears weren't enough for you. Her trembling wasn't enough." With a soft thud, the blood covered killer drops to the ground, still laughing…louder and louder.
"After all this time! What?! 1000 years!? 2000?! HAH! And yet…not even one of you has been able to catch me! Maybe it makes sense now on why you all fail to protect. Why even you lot kill just because." In a blur, an officer's head is cut clean off. "Murderer…" He snaps his gaze to another, slitting their throat. "Sexual assault…" He scoffs. "All the same reasons for what I do…I was made to do what you all can't…" He grins ear to ear as his axe drips blood. "I protect…only the ones deserving of it. And as long as I walk this earth, you all stand no chance against me. Shoot whatever you want at me…try your best…but I will come back."
Suddenly, a shot is fired. And just as this man had appeared, he was gone.
(thank u thank u I've been tryna get better at my writing. needs some work but I think I'm improving!)
I'm liking the vibe of this one. Very edgy in the best way possible. Me likey.
^^ thanks! I love Kathy to bits- he's my insane baby
(Oh I kinda like this prompt…im willing to try. I have a bunch of characters but Ill start with one for now lol)
The girl in front of him glared up at him, but for the first time in his life, he didn't shrink back from it. He didn't waver to her level, instead he held firm.
"Why," his voice echoed, emotionless, "Was I never good enough for you?"
The girl scoffed, opening her mouth to verbally cut him down but he cut her off.
"Did you ever love me?"
The girl looked thrown off by his question.
"What do you mean?"
Carlos felt his stoney exterior crack, "Did you ever love me? Or was I just your stepping stone to a better life?"
She huffed, clearly uncomfortable, "You're being dramatic."
"You were my whole world, Carmen! My only family! My twin sister! I would've done anything for you! Would've done anything to ensure you were safe. You took advantage of my love to get your way. You never stopped the bullying at school, you stood aside and let it happen. Yet at night you would wipe my tears as you helped me clean my wounds. Did you get some sick thrill out of hurting me like that? Of living a double life? And then you started to believe them! You started to believe my tormentors! You never had the courage to fight or at least TALK TO ME ABOUT ANYTHING!"
He was fully crying now, wiping his eyes as he kept his voice level.
"Why was I never good enough for you? Did you ever consider me your equal? Your better half? I just wanted to be loved, to be cared for. I wanted someone to care for me like I always took care of you. Was that too much to ask for?"
Carmen snapped, "You always play the victim. Always! God could you never take responsibility for yourself? You were never normal! Now we know why! You are just that. Just bad luck! And that's all you'll ever be!"
Carlos stopped, silent. Tense moments of silence passed the two of them. Carmen was slowly beginning to feel bad about what she had said when Carlos huffed.
"So I guess that answers that. I love you Carmen, but I guess it was never the same for you."
Carlos turned and walked out of Carmen's view where another girl waited for him. She held out her arms to him and caught him as he collapsed into sobs, feeling his heart shatter once more.
(// Backstory: Carlos And Carmen Are Twins That Are The Embodiments Of Luck. Carmen Is Good Luck While Carlos Is Bad Luck.
The Girl At The End Is Amarya, The Embodiment Of Time Who Was Friends With Both Twins But After Picking Up Carmen's Red Flags Took Carlos's Side And Bonded Over The Fact Their Powers Are Both Seen With Dark Notations And That They Will Always Be Outcasted Because Of That. They Would Later Begin Dating//)
(sorry about this being a bit long, I was just feeling it I guess. I hope you guys like it, I def love my little guy so it was fun to write this. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated)
(sorry about this being a bit long, I was just feeling it I guess. I hope you guys like it, I def love my little guy so it was fun to write this. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated)
Don’t apologize. By the looks of it, this monologue is the type that probably wouldn’t benefit from being shortened.
That being said, this one was quite nice. I can tell that this is an important moment in Carlos’ character journey. It’s really satisfying reading him just expressing his repressed feelings to Carmen.
Funny thing is, I’ve actually seen these two before on this particular forum when I merely looked from the bushes instead of actively commenting. Amarya’s page didn’t include that section yet (or I glossed over it somehow), so I only heard about their dynamic second hand from a thread that I can’t currently recall the name of.
Let me tell you, it’s really gratifying seeing it play out through dialogue instead of just reading it.
Goodness, this comment was only supposed to be a few sentences long. Sorry for this wall of text. I really can’t stop gushing on stuff when I’m extremely engaged with it.
Again, this monologue was very good. Very interesting. The moment where Carlos and presumably Amarya embrace made me smile inside.
Also, just to be clear. You can publish the monologues of multiple characters on here. Maybe even all of them if you want to commit.
Just please keep one character per comment though, for ease of reading. It might be confusing if there’s several different characters in one comment.
If you want to have multiple characters, then they can go on their own separate comment.
That being said, monologue away!
(Keeping this in mind for later 👀)
I'm so happy that you enjoyed It so much! Also I'm touched that you remembered my little characters. I enjoy these prompts because I'm able to think about these characters in a different way. Thank you for the high praise, I'm excited to do some more of these!
I'm so happy that you enjoyed It so much! Also I'm touched that you remembered my little characters. I enjoy these prompts because I'm able to think about these characters in a different way. Thank you for the high praise, I'm excited to do some more of these!
No. Thank you for posting his monologue.
Can't wait to see the other character monologues!
(also I just posted Carlos's character page if anyone is interested.)
“This is stupid.”
Yoshie’s eyes burned.
“I’m not going to Yuuei. I won’t take your money. I didn’t get into the hero class on my own ability, I didn’t even get into it at all!”
The letter fell to the floor.
“I was in the wrong place at the wrong time, Inko! I saw the worst thing I’ve ever seen in my fucking life! I took the test to humor you, because I knew I was never gonna make it!”
Yoshie tried to ignore the tears pooling in Inko’s eyes. “…But then I did.” They lowered their head in shame.
“Don’t you understand? Every step towards Yuuei is a step on your son’s grave!” Yoshie’s head snapped up to glare at Inko.
Large tears began to pour over Inko’s face, getting caught in her smile lines.
“Someone at the Home once told me that I was lucky to have lived this long.”
Yoshie barked out a laugh.
“Tell me, Inko, am I lucky to thrive on someone else’s loss? Lucky I get to learn what your son will never know?”
Tears began to cloud their vision.
“I can’t replace your son!”