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Horror/Angst Sentence Starters

Friend and I always want more angsty/dark starter memes so we decided to make our own! May add more later.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost?“ 

“Heh, what’s the matter…scared?“ 

“What this? You’re shaking? How pathetic.“ 

"You’re practically squirming. Do I frighten you that much?" 

"I thought you said you weren’t scared?" 

"Did you really think that you could just forget about it, like nothing ever happened?" 

"You know that this is all your fault." 

"No one can save you now. You’re mine." 

"You will do what I say, or else…" 

"You’re weak. You always were." 

"Aw, you poor thing…" 

"Heh, are you…crying?" 

"Look at how pathetic you’ve become…" 

"Don’t let anyone see you cry. Heh… Wouldn’t want that embarrassment, would we?" 

"I wonder how many people know that dirty little secret of yours." 

"Don’t worry, this won’t hurt…much." 

"How high is your tolerance for pain? Well, I suppose I’ll know when you start screaming." 

"That pained expression on your face is so delicious." 

"Heh, must be hard to stand when you’re bleeding so badly." 

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you ever go save the world together when you supposed to murk one another. yeah. good times

#art

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There was honor in our Covenant once... and there shall be again!

GBA FE style portrait of Thel 'Vadam, the Arbiter, from Halo 2. Made last night for the Night of the Invasion.

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I wonder how well the Arbiter would do under intense torture?

#ooc #wishlist #//if I need to tag this as something - just let me know!

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I will continue my campaign against the Humans. – THEL ’VADAM

#gifs

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Hes like a sad wet cat

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fasciinating​:

                       The Sangheili’s suspicion is not entirely invalid.  Spock levels his eyes on Thel Vadam, observing him silently as the doors close and the two of them are nestled inside the ship.  He can understand the caution living in their bones.  Had the circumstances been reversed, perhaps, Spock would be more familiar with their predicament, understand.  But he isn’t — and Spock, would not risk such a precarious meeting — he would not wait, no coward or insect, unlike Terran fiends, in the first place. He would have killed this creature before it could speak.  Or look upon him.  And splashed on the edge of a blade, Spock would wear well his trophy made from Sangheili flesh. That they have even come this far should have been sufficient enough.  A flare of anger flashes inside him, insulted, underestimated, and then briefly, Spock thinks and dreams of bloodshed — alien innards twisted in his fists — for the simple reason of serving his own narcissism. Instead, he raises a brow, unimpressed.

“ I would withhold your accusations, lest they become true. ”  Spock says, accessing a panel in the center of the main cabin.  A ship, the ISS Charon, projects above the table,  “ Now, shall we begin? ”

  “... Yes, of course. Proceed.” The Arbiter found a bit of relief in hearing that they were to continue with this, and bloodshed would wait until a later time. The area, though quite small for his large frame, gave him enough to analyze that this was of high quality make. There was technology in this that even his own species hadn’t refine as well. 

Yes, they could go across galaxies, travel faster than light, but there were delicate instruments at work here. The device that the Vulcan used, a panel to show off the holo-visual of what looks to be a ship, was as impressive as the rest of all this. He watched and waited, looking towards the other with a curious gaze, eyes shining as he wondered what this could mean for them. 

  “Is this your vessel, or an enemy?” If they were wanting to use what limited resources they still had, remnants of the wars past, he would consider it. Though, with how efficient this one seemed to be, he somehow doubted much would be needed. ‘Perhaps, the idea of conquering my kind may be the winning prize here...’ Thel thought to himself, and was not sure if he enjoyed this thought or not.

@fasciinating​

#fasciinating #//back again after a thousand years my friend!!!

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paramounticebound asked:

“Only vengeance will make me feel better.”

A low huff left him as he eyed the man, hearing his words so perfectly. There was a hole in his heart that still bled from pain that was not too long ago. Of betrayals and hardship. He knew where that path could take one, and he cast his gaze downward to look at the ground for a brief few moments, before giving him such a stern stare. “That may be true... If it is my help that you want for it, I am not so sure I could provide. Anger still lingers in me from my own past... I may not be able to think so clearly, and be useless to your cause.”

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#paramounticebound #rp #starter

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OPEN RP | Muse: Thel ‘Vadum / The Arbiter

  “This... can’t be happening... Can’t be real...” 

His breaths were coming out hard, and vision going in and out of focus. The armor felt heavier than normal, and he was starting to wonder if he were truly about to pass out from this immense pressure. The fatigue was draining his strength, but he was trying to hold on for as long as possible.

#halo rp #the arbiter rp #star wars rp #star trek rp #marvel rp #OPEN RP #v: au

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                      ⸻ LIVE LONG & PROSPER.

#promo

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Halo 2 Classic Arbiter

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fasciinating​:

            SPOCK HAS NOT CROSSED into warring territory to incite treason without understanding the consequences. Tenseness coils along the length of his spine, flashing a white light of offense before Spock can suppress it into nothing—it is nothing, he thinks fiercely. Only a split hair of disappointment that this arbiter of the lost even wonders. Their acquaintance is new, their alliance just born. The Sangheili will understand soon enough. Spock has planned the Empire’s cataclysmic destruction since the age of four. “You are indeed an honorable species,” he cuts these words into his own flesh, dissenting a lifetime of Terran upbringing for the promise of whole worlds. Spock means every syllable as difficult as it comes. Superiority sits instilled in his blood, “The Empire, as you know, has none. And anyone seen fit to align themselves with their agenda will be destroyed as well.” His eyes darken in that thought, the way they skitter into the thresholds of other planets, other people, like rats. They are a plague upon this universe, parasitic. But they, himself and the Sangheilian, a plethora of the imprisoned will bear the burden of Terran elimination. Spock turns, an inviting gesture toward the location of his ship, “Should you desire, we can speak more freely aboard my vessel.”

  “Lead the way...” Thel followed behind, and only took a glance back at the surrounding area. As far as he could tell, none had spied upon them, and if any so did, they would definitely question why he would go into a space alone with this one. Though, he cared not for it, and proceeded into the ship with the Vulcan, on guard for as much as he allowed himself to be.

Yes, the truce had been made, but he was still somewhat wary. To ally with another would benefit himself and his species, certainly, but being that of the Arbiter, he knew what he had to uphold. Proper etiquette and loyalty to what he felt was right is all that he cared for, even if sometimes this meant his hands would once again be covered in blood. Peace was his goal, through and through. Yet, he would not deny there was some thrill he received from every kill of those that opposed him and his people.

Quietly, he watched the other, taking in the private area with a swift glance. They seemed to be well enough away from any prying eyes and ears. “Now, are you to flay me alive, or is this partnership true? No one would know that my life ended here, and you could go about your business with ease.” There was a part of him that almost wished they would fight, if only to test that strength of his against his own. His shoulders relaxed from their hunched, tense position, and he tried to calm his nerves. A truce. A truce. That is what this is... He reminded himself.

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#fasciinating #//a thousand years later I get to this again LOL

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OPEN RP | Muse: Jega ‘Rdomnai

  “Come…”

Metal clanked lightly on the flooring, hardly heard as there was so much padding to keep it from being so noisy, just as he liked it. The quieter to be, when stalking his prey, and how much of a thrill he had whenever they would cry out. In surprise. In pain. He thrived on such reactions, and could wring it out of any.

His reveal, fleeting and only whenever he chose for it to be, uncloaked for them to see; Missing parts having been replaced with something superior, and adding to the factor that he was a force to be reckon with. He had survived many battles, and earned the respect of the one he cared for the most. One who saw him as an equal, and not something to throw away. He would not fall here.

No, this was his time to play.

    “…Come meet your Ḙ̴͐̂N̶̥̞͉̾͋D̷̟̍́...”

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OPEN RP | Muse: Chak ‘Lok

   “I wonder how long it will take to break you?… Hours… Days… Years?”

The golden-armored Sangheili stared this one down, and even from this distance he could almost taste it. What it must be, at least; that delicious fear. All his prey had it in them, no matter how hard they tried to mask it. There was one thing he had in common with the one who stood by Escharum’s side, his second-in-command, Jega 'Rdomnai, and that was being so delighted in striking terror to the hearts of their enemies. He liked to imagine himself as more… productive with it.

There were uses for those they captured, after all.

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HALO 2 ANNIVERSARY (2014) dev. 343 Industries    » THE ARBITER

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We need more giant Spock in the universe

#ooc #crack #//I am loving all this

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If they came to hear me beg, then they will be disappointed. – THEL ’VADAM