forum Random quotes/short conversations from your stories?

Started June 23, 2019 by @Mojack group

tune

“I can lead your kind to salvation. You chose not to bide by my words, and look where you all are now. Dying, barely getting by. But with me..well, I could change that.”

"I would, but i'm too busy procrastinating."

It was a quiet peaceful morning. Everything was still, the air was crisp and cool. The leaves rustled in the breeze, and birds sang outside my window. It started to get on Opal's nerves so she shot the bird. As you do.

“That wasn’t a D-1 model.”
“Oh geez, how am I supposed to know the different types of mechs? And there’s more of them?”
“That was a D-2 model. D-1s don’t eat people. D-2s only live to kill, and kill to feed.”
“…”

"I ain't happy-"
"I'M FEELING SAD, I GOT SUNSHINE IN A BAG! I'M USELESS BUT NOT FOR LONG!"

“The Mind is quite aware.”
“The Mind?”
“,.may we pass?”
“I must consult The Mind. Please wait a moment.”
…
“I have consulted The Mind. We have your reply.”
“What is it?”
“No.”

"Hang on. Who exactly is your father and why is avoiding the authorities such a concern for him?"
"Marcus Hadley. He's a–"
"I know who he is."
"I was going to say he's a piece of shit."
"I didn't even know he had a son."
"Probably because he sees me more as a disappointment."

“I Just wanted to know why you had your wings out in the first place. Can’t you retract them? Or make them go away? Something to that effect?”
"Yeah I can do that."
"So why didn't you?"
"I was making a statement."
"What kind of statement… exactly?
"You know I was being sarcastic, right? I wasn’t making a fucking statement, you idiot.”

“The only way she’s getting that tracker out of her is if she takes out her own appendix. Which, I highly doubt she has the resources to do, so-… oh, fuck me.”
“What?”
“She took it out.”

““How good are you at swimming?”
“I’m good..”
“And..hm, dodging bullets?”
A pause. “I have experience, yes.”
“And what would you think if we combined the two together? How would you deal with that?”
“Why..why do you say that? What are you implying?”
“Oh, just considering a little experiment. Would you mind if we pushed you off this pier?”

"Boycotting death is not working out as well as they expected."

"Is there anything else that’s hurting you? And please be honest this time.”
“No, the fight was broken up before my father could do any real damage.”
“I’m going to pretend like that’s a joke, because if I recall correctly, I told you that you should steer clear from your father if he happened to be in town.”
“But for what it’s worth, I did tell you that I was going to beat the shit out of him if I ever saw his stupid face. I didn't even know he was in town."
“You don’t like being told what to do, do you?”
“Well you did tell me to get lots of rest, which I did do.”

"That sounds like gibberish."
"It's actually pronounced fuck you."

"I'm not going to marry someone who only sees me as dinner."
"Oh come on–"
"She tried to eat me, Kyoko. Twice."

“Well that’s stupid."
“It is.”
“You’re going to get yourself killed.”
“I’m pretty good at not dying. But you’re probably right.”
“It’s quite literally impossible.”
“I know.”
—
“I have no idea how on earth you’re still alive, much less chosen for a mission of this significance.”
“Haven’t you heard? Life feels sorry for clumsy people, so we get a few extra perks. Like extreme durability.”
“Is making other people laugh another one of those perks?”
“Sure. Being entertaining is one of the only reasons powerful people keep us around at all.”
—
"People have died!"
"Yes, they tend to do that when you kill them. Rather an unfortunate side effect, don't you think?"

"People have died!"
"Yes, they tend to do that when you kill them. Rather an unfortunate side effect, don't you think?"

Love this lol

A (counting, mumbling):10, 11, 12, uh. Hmm.
B: how many were there?
A: I'm not done counting.
B: oh.
A: holy shiz
B: What?
A: what comes after 12?? Like, you know how it goes 10, 11, 12, SOMETHING, 14, what's in between 12 and 14??
B (staring): calm down-
A: OH MY GOSH WHAT COMES AFTER- WHATS THE 13TH NUMBER??
(B, visibly concerned)
A: o- oh.
B, visibly confused: yeeaaahh…
A (mumbling, continues counting): 13, 14, 15..

“They won’t let me die, they won’t let me live. They keep me here, in this metal shell - an affront to this world - and they don’t let me go.”
—
“I used to be human, once.”
“You were..?”
“Yes. But it was long ago. Many, many years ago. You were probably not alive back then.”
“Then..”
“I was simply chosen of a batch of scans to be put here. Nothing more, nothing less. Rather unluckily so, to me.”
—
“What an odd creature. You remember me, after all those years, don’t you? Yes, I see it now.”

“They start out small. Like the size of ants, some of them. But then they feed. And learn. Some of them are the size of humans; some of them look and act their part too. Others can be bigger than a blue whale.”
“That’s not possible.”
“I’d agree with you, if it weren’t for the fact that these things aren't from our reality.”

w o a h

"Um….waking up?" Kaz said, frowning as he racked his brain. Anything? He shouted into the empty void of his head. Nah, it shouted back.

“This army, they don’t have guns?”
“Naw, fam.”
“Oh. Then, uh… what do they have?”
“Nothin’ special, really. Just, y’know, a bunch o’ superpowers like blowing shit up or calling down meteors from space or stopping time or-“
“HOW THE FUCK IS THAT SUPPOSED TO BE SAFER THAN GUNS!?”
“I didn’t say those were safer, I just said they didn’t have guns, fam.”

“You think the power to channel lightning is cool?”
“Pff, HELL YEAH.”
“What about channeling enough energy to destroy atoms?”
“Wut.”
“Or having the strength to suplex a dinosaur?”
“Uh-“
“Or controlling a planet with your mind?”
“H-how does that wo-“
“Or blasting lasers from your bare hands that are intense enough to burn through titanium within milliseconds?”
“I’m still confused about the whole planet thing-“
“Or making the sexiest and most delicious peanut butter and jelly sandwich faster than light?”
“I LIKE THAT ONE.”

“You know, I thought there were gonna be minimal casualties. But there’s a bunch of dead people outside. Some of them don’t even look like people anymore.”
The oddly tall person rests her chin on her hand. “Yeah, they’re dead alright. Did my job. What you gonna do? Sue me?”
“I would, but considering the entire place is falling into anarchy, I can’t right now.” He sighs, looking out the door. Or rather, at it.
“I’m flattered. But really, this headache is killing me. Be a darling and fetch some meds, will you?”
“No, I’m not your ‘darling’- and why do you get a headache every time you become..that?”
“Too complicated for the singular, human mind.”

“So you opened a portal, intruding into a completely different plane of existence, and expect that the inhabitants will be all friendly to you?”
Her question is ignored. So she speaks again.
“That’s like,” she stares at the light, “walking into a strangers house, and just using all of their things! Without permission, even!”
He glances at her. “The Stranger’s already sent a message it does not like us. We would stop, but it has gone too far.”

“So, why’s it called Guts?”
“It sounds neat.”
“Is that it?”
“And well, that’s what it does.”
“What?”
“It guts you. Alive.”

“Uh oh,” she stares at the cloud. “Think it’s time we take our leave.”
“Yeah, no kidding.”

“How many guns do you need?”
“How many do you need to take down one target?”
“That’s not comparable!”
“Oh? I just compared it. Whoopsie.”

Me revive this discussion

“It‘s hard to believe that just a few months ago, this thing was a meteorite. Crashed down here, and we only really figured out that it wasn’t ‘normal’ after several lives had been lost. And by the time the world knew, it was far too late. This thing…it is the centrepiece of everything that has happened so far. Functions like a heart….no…gives orders, not a heart. A brain of some sorts. But why? Why has this all..Doctor? Doctor..? Doc, are you listening to me? Doc!?”

His eyes widened when he realized what was happening. It was painful, to say the least, but he couldn't feel it, I know he couldn't. Not until it was complete.
As my vision shifts from gazing up at him to looking down on him, he looks up at me, struggling to hold…struggling to hold himself up as he coughs out blood. Red blood.
"Your heart and soul will die with me." His hoarse voice, having my eyes and expression, really stung, but I couldn't let him see that.
I shake my head, pushing my lips together, as I point the gun at him.
"That's where you're wrong. You have my body, not my spirit."