Tell me the best thing your characters have said, or even a sentence you've written that you just love so much. Here is mine from a recent rp session:
"You never stopped hurting me so why should I show you mercy?"
idk I just think its neat, now tell me yours!
When they ask how old she is "I'm as old as I need to be and as young as I want to be!"
"Awfully bold of you to ask, considering your name is Dallas"- Ara, in response to Dallas asking him what kind of a name is Ara for a guy.
That will forever be my favourite line of dialogue.
(I laugh out loud every time you post that line)
My MC catches someone trying to steal from him.
MC: Aren't you forgetting something?
Thief: What?
MC: Stealth.
Deppa: You're really playing with your odds-
Dacry: What's the point in calculating them if we don't play with them?
In an intense situation
Seren: WHY DO THEY WANT YOU? 04???
1104: I DON'T KNOW! WE LITERALLY HAVE NO USE! 13 CAN'T EVEN READ!
1302: YEAH WELL HE CAN'T DO ANY TIMES TABLES ABOVE 5!!!
1104: why would you say that.
1302: well cuz u told them I couldn't read-
(I laugh out loud every time you post that line)
That makes me so happy to hear! Sometimes when I post these things I feel like I'm just kinda laughing at my own jokes. It really means a lot to know that someone else appreciates it as much as I do :)
One of my favorites off of the top of my head is:
"If he's acting like a cat, I'm gonna treat him like one."
So this is actually a scene more than one line, in a fight someone grabs Ruby's hair and she has to cut it all of to escape, Columbine trims it up and makes it even afterward. Ruby's really sad about it, she had super long beautiful hair. So here's what happens next.
Zach, Ruby's boyfriend: Hey Columbine, I'm getting a little shaggy, mind giving me a trim?
Columbine: (sees what he's doing) Yeah sure.
(Zach looks toward Ruby's other best friend Xavier)
Xavier:(Stands up and clears throat)The situation presented by our dear friend Ruby has educated us all in the dangers of long hair in an environment such as this. So sadly I must sacrifice my long and luscious locks for the good of us all.(he has short hair)
Ruby:(smiling again) Long luscious locks? Where?
Xavier: DOST THOU INSULT FOLLICLES OF MINE???!!!??!!!
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A bit of context, The prince doesn't have a name pronounceable by the living. Landers and The prince are trying to think of a one.
Landers: I’m not very good at names..
Landers: * Thinks for a moment *
Landers: How about Landers?
The Prince: Isn’t that your name?…
Landers: Yeah, We could be like name twins.
Landers: And when someone would say, “oh, Landers pass the salt” We would be like, “Which Landers?” And they would be in awe of our amazing twin names.
The prince: No, that’s idiotic, you stupid life form!
The Prince: It’s an absurd name anyway.
"In the name of love, shut the hell up."
-Maia, in response to any of her crewmates saying that nobody loves them
Some of my favorite "funny" lines I've written:
"Oh, yes, and I'm the princess of not giving a shit. Now, please, continue."-Gaia Whitewood
"If we all die tomorrow, I just want you to know, I will not associate with any of you in the afterlife."-Anahid Verbeck
"She could possibly be a goddess amongst us, I'm sure once we have won this war she will be praised as such. But do not tell her I said that. It will only fuel her already too big ego."-Dimitri Apex
"Oh, look, I don't have any more fucks left to give you. Damnit. That must be terrible. For you, of course, not for me."-Kenna Blackwell
"How are children made?"
"Giant birds drop them from the skies into loving parents laps."- Angel Blackwell and Acyn Kennash
"Does immortality make you a raging asshole, or does that just come with the hopeless and angsty persona you've taken on?"-Kenna Blackwell
Some of my favorite more serious lines I've written:
“My conditions have made me cold, brutal, and mean. What they haven’t made me is weak. You cannot beat me. I may be traumatized, but I am not weak.”- Anahid Verbeck.
“I’ve been beaten half to death. I’ve killed more people than I can count. My hands are bloody enough to fill a lake. I’ve had a bounty on my head for a year. I am dangerous and brutal. But you have made me that way. I was once a girl with a dream to be rescued, and now I realize dreams are foolish. I have embraced my sins and they have given me shelter in return. And now you ask me for mercy, but how can I give mercy to the very person who taught me that it’s a weakness?”-Orlaith Alston
“I am the darkness. I live and thrive in the shadows. I am the demon you sold your soul to. If you think I’m frightened of you, you have gotten it all wrong. Underestimating the darkness is dangerous.”-Tanith Blight.
"I am the rightful heir to Sansora, and I will reclaim my throne at the cost of the angry men's throats I must slit along the way. I will protect my country until I have nothing left to offer. I will protect my people until my time comes to an end. I will be the one to end this war, I will be the light along the path, I will be the one to restore and cleanse and replenish. I will heal this broken world with my bare hands until we can start anew, in a world where the evil we have come to know is gone forever, and we as a nation may heal in the peace of a better world."-Kenna Blackwell-Amaris
“I have endured more death, destruction, and nightmares in my sixteen years of living than you could endure in a lifetime. I am strong, but I am cold.”-Eira Hadley
“My father’s sins are not my own. I will become more than he ever was, and I will not repeat his mistakes. I will rebuild this country, build up from the ashes and ruins he left in his wake, with or without you.” -Gaia Whitewood
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[Elegance to Dearest just before the Crystal Explosion]
"..This isn't me."
Willow: "Go to hell you bastard." (for context: Her very first line in my book before killing the antagonist who tortured almost every character)
"All life is precious…each one of us plays a role in the world…may it be this one, or another which you left behind…There will always be those thoughts, past memories you want to forget, but cannot. However, many are in the past, and you can do nothing to change them." ~Zarnasna
"Perhaps the Goddess has finally taken pity upon me…though I know it will not be easy…you wouldn't just so willingly let me die in a single hit…have I not suffered enough?"
"If you wish for me to die, then so be it. At least give me the courtesy of an honorable death, instead of having one of your 'puppets' do your job."
~Both by Amaranth
"NO! Marlin we cannot afford to buy champagne!"
👉👈 oops i have… a few
“I could destroy you with a single sentence, Cam,” Wynn said, voice hushed and reverent. “If I wanted to.”
Cam’s vocal cords were defective. He couldn’t make himself respond, could only stand with his heart in his mouth as Wynn kissed him so unbearably gently.
The prince smiled. Regal as ever. “Goodbye, Councilor Hayes.”
And he left.
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Her instinct was to tell him that it didn’t matter, that it’d be better for them to be normal people than Lot’s pawns. She stopped herself. There was no way she could send Sage back within his parents’ reach, send Li back to the rubble of her home. None of them deserved to lose the easy happiness they’d found together in this palace. But if they stayed, their country would die.
She couldn’t let that happen.
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“Unless the house is on fire, I’m not getting up. Maybe not even then.”
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“Two royal letters?” Nicholas asked. “Lilith, I think our kids are war criminals.”
“No, it’s just me,” Scorpa said from the couch.
“That’s what you think,” Cam replied, grabbing both letters.
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“I can’t wait until you choke on your own megalomania,” Pila spat.
“Fuck him up!” Aquis called. To Sage, he whispered, “What’s megalomania?”
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“I’m the king of Dyre,” he said, breathless and wild-eyed.
“You’re the king of Bitchland!” Leus shouted.
Tarrum clapped his friend’s shoulder. “Yes dude, get his ass.”
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“So our friends have been kidnapped by people who want us dead,” Leus said.
Tarrum frowned. “Yeah. Not good stuff.” There was a hum of agreement from the rest of the group.
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“With all due respect, Councilor Hayes,” Lot said in a voice thick with sarcasm, “what could you possibly offer the prince that I can’t?”
Cam continued staring at the ceiling. I don’t know, he thought. But I do know that Wynn’s favorite color is light blue like the early morning sky, and he thinks swans are the most beautiful animals in the world, and his hair is naturally soft, and I’m a little bit in love with him. I know that’s all useless, but it’s something.
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“I guess. But, I mean, he is the prince. I’m just another servant in his palace. Really, it’s my own fault for thinking I was special. I was over here thinking he’d marry me. Can you imagine? Sylvia Ramirez, the queen of Dyre.” She gave a self-deprecating chuckle. “I’m not monarch material. I’d be a lousy queen.”
She leaned back, letting her eyes close as she sighed heavily. The warm light of the sunset made her glow. He couldn’t stop staring at her. He’d make her a queen if he could. If she wanted to be. She deserved it. Deserved better.
He told her none of that.
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She stared down at pale hands that she knew so well. Or thought she did, at least. But now she knew that the blood running through them was so much more than she’d ever suspected. It carried a title, a history, a connection to people she hardly knew. This new knowledge had, against her will, shattered the image of herself she carried in her mind. How had she not seen it before? Was it fear, denial, obliviousness? She looked up at the mirror; her features were no longer hers. She had the queen’s eyes, the king’s nose, the prince’s face. Pila Larson was dead. Pila Larson had been killed. And Pila Roberts had risen from her grave.
But who was Pila Roberts anyway?
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He wanted to tell Wynn that he was sorry, that maybe they could’ve been happy in another life, that he was a sadistic bastard who deserved to bleed. Instead of saying any of that, he stayed silent. He left the prince with nothing but a wound in his back and a bloody handprint on his cheek.
here's a silly line, because i've been writing too much angst the past few days. i present to you: Page desperately and drunkenly trying to make a pun after Darcy uses the phrase "turn the page."
"Oh, I got it!" she gasped. "You can't turn me, I turn into—wait. So I'm Page, and if I turned the page—no, wait—So, I'm gay—wait, hold on, I just need to do the words—you're turning the Page? But I'm the Page, and I'm the one who turns other people. Gay. I turn them gay by, like—by being hot to them. Yeah! Yes." She and Jesse high fived, delighted.
"By being hot to them" is the pinnacle of drunkness and I love it
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My MC catches someone trying to steal from him.
MC: Aren't you forgetting something?
Thief: What?
MC: Stealth.
That is a stellar line, Ari W., it made me laugh
"One of them thinks he should be crowned grand, high, king of the world, the other believes he already is."
"You are heir to Sansora's throne." Kenna barked a laugh, then quieted, then laughed again, and when Verena's face only slipped into sadness, Kenna quieted.
"Oh," She said after a moment of silence. "You're serious?"
Ramona walked into the throne room, still wearing her riding clothes.
"Sorry I'm late," she said.
"Apology sustained. We were adjourning our meeting" said the Duke. Soon everyone else walked out muttering, leaving Ramona alone in the golden room with Cassandra.
"Late again, Mona?" Cassandra asked, sickeningly sweetly.
"I got caught up in what I was doing," Ramona replied sarcastically.
"I did as well. I got caught up in trying to help govern our kingdom," Cassandra said, and she walked away as her high heeled lace-up boots clicked against the marble floor.
"You got caught up in trying to be buddy-buddy with the people who govern our kingdom," Ramona mumbled to herself, and went back outside to her horse and Maxwell.
"How do you have literally NO SHAME?"
"Relax, I don't hit on males…most days."
~Strun'druniik