THE CABIN IN THE WOODS.
[ 2 / 2 ] roleplay sentence starters of the 2011 film.
feel free to edit according to scenario / pronouns.
tw: violence, drugs, death, murder, horror, manipulation.
there's always next year.
they're like something from a nightmare.
no. they're something nightmares are from.
you get used to it.
should you?
a couple more minutes, who knows what might've happened?
dude, be thankful. those things are terrifying. and the cleanup on them is a nightmare.
yeah, well, they may be zombified, pain-worshipping, backwoods idiots, but they're our zombified, pain-worshipping, backwoods idiots.
i'd just like to see them fall on their asses, for once.
there's too much riding on this.
come on, like you wouldn't want a piece of that.
can we not talk about people in pieces any more tonight?
are you feeling lonely, [ name ]?
i never did buy that ring.
i have a theory about all this.
[ name ], do you wanna go lie down?
don't push me around.
you seriously believe nothing weird is going on?
[ name ]'s just drunk.
you're not seeing what you don't wanna see.
pop-tarts? did you say you have pop-tarts?
[ name ], i love you, but you're really high.
we are not who we are.
i'm gonna go read a book with pictures.
you speak latin?
weird how it all comes back.
well, it's a weird kind of night.
i'm sorry about tonight.
what are you running away for?
did i get a little beer on your shirt? i guess it'll have to come off, huh?
your basic human needs disgust me.
it's so dark. take me inside?
show us the goods.
you understand what's at stake, here?
[ name ], man, you gotta wake up. your shit is topsy-turvy.
i'm gonna go for a walk.
okay. i swear to fucking god, somebody is talking. or i'm pretty sure someone is.
what are you saying?
what do you want?
you think i'm a puppet, huh?
you think i'm a puppet. gonna do a little fucking puppet dance!
i'm the boss of my own brain, so give it up.
i thought there'd be stars.
we are abandoned.
jesus, what happened?
where are you hurt?
we've gotta get out of here.
i'm not leaving here without [ name ].
what is that thing?
we gotta lock this place down.
no matter what happens, we have to stay together.
watch the master work.
we should split up.
i'm on a reality tv show.
my parents are gonna think i'm such a burnout.
help me! help me!
this is where he killed them.
this is where he kills us.
let's just check the walls, okay?
you like pain? how's that work for you?
remember when you could just throw a girl in a volcano?
how old do you think i am?
the evil is defeated!
fuck you! fuck you! fuck you!
any word from downstairs?
you guys are humanity's last hope.
we're dark on the whole sector.
what the fuck do you think i'm doing?
look out! get out of the way! make a hole!
[ name ], what is going on?
we can't go back.
there's no way across.
what're we gonna do? jump?
i'll get help.
i'm coming back with cops and choppers.
he hit something.
[ name ] was right.
there's gotta be another road.
you're missing the point.
please, do not go nuts on me, okay, [ name ]? you're all i've got, now.
you're celebrating?
how can the ritual be complete?
it's so strange.
i'm actually rooting for this girl.
tequila is my lady! my lady!
you knuckleheads.
i'm just giving you a hard time.
turn the fucking music off.
that's impossible. everything was done within the guidelines.
[ name ], come on.
what is this place?
i had to dismember that guy with a trowel.
somebody sent those dead fucks up here to get us.
do we wanna go down?
where else are we gonna go?
they made us choose. they made us choose how we die.
take him out first.
how does that help us right now?
good work, zombie arm.
this should've gone differently.
i can only imagine your pain and confusion.
what's happening to you is part of something bigger.
you've seen horrible things. an army of nightmare creatures, but they are nothing compared to what came before.
this is part of a ritual.
they don't just want to see us killed. they want to see us punished.
we work with what we have.
the sun is coming up in eight minutes. if you live to see it, the world will end.
you can die with them … or you can die for them.
you have to be strong.
you feeling strong?
i'm so sorry i almost shot you.
i'm sorry i let you get attacked by a werewolf and then ended the world.
giant evil gods. i wish i could've seen them.
that would have been a fun weekend.
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Hey you know how I said I was going to make a workbook on the kind of bullshit you need to do when someone you love dies? I actually did that.
HERE IS THE VERSION WITH LOTS OF SWEARING AT THE USELESS, SHITTY SITUATION YOU’RE IN.
HERE IS THE VERSION WITH A FAIR AMOUNT OF BLACK HUMOR BUT NO CURSEWORDS.
Featuring Helpful Sections such as:
Death Certificates – What you need, why you need them, and how to get them
Prepare to spend a long and miserable time on the phone
What the Everloving Fuck is Probate
Some Simple Dos and Don’ts
Shitty Mad Libs – Templates for writing Obituaries and Memorials
How to plan a non-religious death party
So you suddenly have to become some sort of hacker or some shit
This is an eighteen page book that you can print out, download, share, and give away; it is meant to be used to collect information about funeral planning and account management after a death OR you can use it BEFORE you die and give people information so they’re not stuck playing Nancy Fucking Drew while trying to keep seventeen cousins who crawled out of the woodwork from gutting each other in front of the fucking casket as they argue about who’s inheriting grandma’s favorite dentures.
It’s not exactly cheerful and it’s full of things that are probably going to feel really fucking raw if you’re processing a fresh death.
I’m sorry! I love you! Death is shitty! I’m trying to laugh about it a little and I hope you can laugh a little too because otherwise we’re all just going to cry together.
Good luck!
(in memory of my weirdo mother and her weirdo siblings who all died too fucking young and left me holding this flaming bag of dogshit)
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