"Poor things… what a life. Marchin’ around playin’ Daddy until some Splicer manages to kill off their Sister… and then if the coma doesn’t take ‘em they turn maniac… nothin’ left to do but scream."
— Augustus Sinclair, BioShock 2
"Before we begin, allow me to paint you the full picture. General Radahn is cursed ever to wander. Eaten from the inside by Malenia's scarlet rot, his wits are long gone. Now he gathers the corpses of former friends and foes alike, gorging on them like a dog. Howling at the sky."
— Witch-Hunter Jerren, referring to Starscourge Radahn, Elden Ring
"Edward, why does it hurt here?"
—Nina, Fullmetal Alchemist
"He remembers enough of his life to weep for what he has lost."
—Balthor the Defiled
flavor text, Magic: The Gathering
flavor text, Magic: The Gathering"End the story that has lost its hero!"
—Rex Cavalier to the protaganists, Hellsinker
"Yes We are Prayer.
Flesh of steel, blood of tar, heart of stone.
We are reduced to broken machines crying out for salvation.
No doubt the creaking of our bodies weaves prayers.
We await the time when all becomes futile—"
Flesh of steel, blood of tar, heart of stone.
We are reduced to broken machines crying out for salvation.
No doubt the creaking of our bodies weaves prayers.
We await the time when all becomes futile—"
— Hellsinker, Spirit Overload ending.
"Show me mercy from the powers that be
Show me mercy from the gutless and mean
Show me mercy from the killing machines
Show me mercy, can someone rescue me?"
Show me mercy from the gutless and mean
Show me mercy from the killing machines
Show me mercy, can someone rescue me?"
—Muse, "Mercy"
"You should have thought of this before, are the words all sloshing in the inside of your thinkpan when you lie back on the floor. Your motherfucking best friend was always up in your case about quitting the pies, and you wanted to make him happy, really you did. And you really should have thought of trying before now, when he wasn't all of being around being his tiny little breakable self where the thoughts in your head keep telling you about it over and over.
If you put the hurt in your brother, you'll just — you'll up and throw yourself into the sea, is what you tell yourself while you stare up at the ceiling, your guts all twisted up and cramping and asking for pie. And then you squeeze your eyes shut until they hurt because your thinkpan is trying to conjure up a thought of his little thin arm bent all out of shape, and it's horrible, and you're horrible."
If you put the hurt in your brother, you'll just — you'll up and throw yourself into the sea, is what you tell yourself while you stare up at the ceiling, your guts all twisted up and cramping and asking for pie. And then you squeeze your eyes shut until they hurt because your thinkpan is trying to conjure up a thought of his little thin arm bent all out of shape, and it's horrible, and you're horrible."
— Sober!Gamzee, Cultstuck
"End Fergus's/Wyatt's suffering."
"Kane, you have to get out of here! I don't know how much longer I can last! Go, get out of here! [readies weapon] I can't control it! [voice turns monstrous] RUN!!!"
— Lt. Scott Voss, Quake IV
[monstrous voice] AND NEXT WE'LL TAKE OVER EQUESTRIA! [Cadence's voice] But... I just wanted to protect the Empire. Shiny, I'm scared. I want-[monstrous voice] -TO DESTROY ALL OF YOU TRAITORS!
—Uber Cadence, Ask King Sombra
Cent: These aren't your children anymore! It's a monster!
Two: Then why are they screaming? Why are they crying? WHY ARE THEY CALLING OUT TO ME!?
Two: Then why are they screaming? Why are they crying? WHY ARE THEY CALLING OUT TO ME!?
— Drakengard 3, vs. Homunculus
"With that, Grogar went silent. Adagio was left alone with the poor, sobbing soul, who began to babble small prayers under her breath.
Adagio set her salivating jaw tightly closed, determined to control herself, determined to not give in.
To her credit, she lasted nearly ten hours.
Perhaps mercifully, by then, the hunger had become so powerful that Adagio was barely conscious of her actions... or of the screams that came afterward."
Adagio set her salivating jaw tightly closed, determined to control herself, determined to not give in.
To her credit, she lasted nearly ten hours.
Perhaps mercifully, by then, the hunger had become so powerful that Adagio was barely conscious of her actions... or of the screams that came afterward."
"You don't know what it's like, Charlotte, to live forever in darkness eternal, forever thirsting for blood despite your best intention. I can't imagine that life for you. Not for you, Charlotte."
—Meier Link, Vampire Hunter D: Bloodlust
Jean: Honey, are we doomed?
Bob: Er... I dunno. Whassa monster doing now?
Jean: Um... Crying?
Bob: Hm! Monsters sure are sad a lot!
Bob: Er... I dunno. Whassa monster doing now?
Jean: Um... Crying?
Bob: Hm! Monsters sure are sad a lot!
— Bob and Jean about Gosh, the Butterfly of Iron, in The Inexplicable Adventures of Bob!
"Monsters are tragic beings. They are born too tall, too strong, too heavy. They are not evil by choice. That is their tragedy. They do not attack people because they want to, but because of their size and strength, mankind has no other choice but to defend himself."
— Ishirō Honda, director and co-creator of the Kaiju film genre
"I want to go back to the old Krat, the old me... before the greed overtook me."
—Fallen Archbishop Andreus, Lies of P
The Minotaur, one of the oldest known surviving demons, was sculpted by ████ ██████ as a gift for the then Judge of Hell, Minos, in an attempt to form some kind of rapport.
Though its creator considered it beautiful, a personalized monument of death and despair, Minos was terrified of the grotesque caricature of his past mistakes and cast it into the Garden of Forking Paths, hoping it would never be seen again.
Now the Minotaur is old and its body failing, falling apart, running blind through the labyrinth in a desperate attempt to break out. Its only desire: to see the sky for one last time.
Though its creator considered it beautiful, a personalized monument of death and despair, Minos was terrified of the grotesque caricature of his past mistakes and cast it into the Garden of Forking Paths, hoping it would never be seen again.
Now the Minotaur is old and its body failing, falling apart, running blind through the labyrinth in a desperate attempt to break out. Its only desire: to see the sky for one last time.
— Terminal entry on The Minotaur, ULTRAKILL
Old Lady: You'll find no vampire here but me now, stranger. It was my caretaker. I loved that girl like a daughter, dainty young thing. I don't know why she did it. Or maybe I do. But I regret ever acknowledging what was going on. You needn't fret. I won't raise a hand against you. I've not lived well, stranger.
Big-D: Go on...
Old Lady: I spent my youth raising my brother when my father went to war. I let the love of my life run into the arms of another and never married. When my brother died, I spent my days supporting my niece and nephew, and now, in my twilight years, I had spent my time entertaining their children. Hm. I cannot remember a day I ever took for myself, and... I think, in voicing that, I deserve this fate. It is my fault they all lie dead around me. She brought me into her way of life... But I don't think she was ready for what came next. I don't think anyone could have predicted this. Least of all, me. Darling? Will you help me outside? I don't want to sit around anymore... (D helps her up and they walk outside) I had planned to leave this all to my family, you know. One last means of supporting them. I suppose it will all be cleared away to forget this tragedy. I know I can't forget it. (They sit down on a bench) Will this hurt? I should surmise that means little to you. Though thinking on it... It doesn't matter much to me, either.
Big-D: Come. The morning star is quite visible tonight. What night remains, at least.
Old Lady: Hm. I hope in death, I shall be thankful that I once lived. I only wish I had died yesterday.
Big-D: Go on...
Old Lady: I spent my youth raising my brother when my father went to war. I let the love of my life run into the arms of another and never married. When my brother died, I spent my days supporting my niece and nephew, and now, in my twilight years, I had spent my time entertaining their children. Hm. I cannot remember a day I ever took for myself, and... I think, in voicing that, I deserve this fate. It is my fault they all lie dead around me. She brought me into her way of life... But I don't think she was ready for what came next. I don't think anyone could have predicted this. Least of all, me. Darling? Will you help me outside? I don't want to sit around anymore... (D helps her up and they walk outside) I had planned to leave this all to my family, you know. One last means of supporting them. I suppose it will all be cleared away to forget this tragedy. I know I can't forget it. (They sit down on a bench) Will this hurt? I should surmise that means little to you. Though thinking on it... It doesn't matter much to me, either.
Big-D: Come. The morning star is quite visible tonight. What night remains, at least.
Old Lady: Hm. I hope in death, I shall be thankful that I once lived. I only wish I had died yesterday.
— Hunter: The Parenting, "A Live Well-Lived"
