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  • "You'll be fine."

  • "I'm afraid it's very fatal."

  • "These test results..don't make any sense."

  • "How far can your arm go before it breaks?"

  • "I'll carve your eyes out with a spoon."

  • "What does he have that I don't?"

  • "Why did he choose her instead of me?"

  • "..Why?"

  • "Make as many stab wounds as you want."

  • "I am destined as your tool."

  • "The girl must die."

  • "The boy must die."

  • "I want to taste your blood on my lips."

  • "Where do we go from here?"

  • "These voices..cease to let me be."

  • "I..can't stop crying."

  • "Use me as you will."

  • "None of it matters now."

  • "Shadows fallow my every step."

  • "You've gone..completely mad."

  • "I'm barking mad."

  • "Winter is coming."

  • "I could kill you right now."

  • "You..You're dead!"

  • "May the lord have mercy on your soul."

  • "The mental ward let me out early this year."

  • "Oh, how I miss the voices."

  • "Everyone is equal when they're dead."

  • "Cancel Christmas."

  • "Bring me more war."

  • "I love war."

  • "I piss on your traditions."

  • "I hate your heart."

  • "I hate your soul."

  • "I promise, you won't feel a thing."

  • "Bring her to me."

  • "Bring him to me."

  • "A few holes in the head give the madness more space."

  • "I hate everything about you."

  • "I will abandon you."

  • "What is that girl up to?"

  • "I am stretched on your grave."

  • "Kill me now.."

  • "If I fall from the grace of God where no murdered ghost can haunt me.."

  • "You are one in from the plank, don't make me push you."

  • "I don't care."

  • "Leave me behind."

  • "Everything you've told me was a lie!"

  • "Everything I've told you was a lie!"

  • "How could you ever think to leave them behind?"

  • "Someone should nail your feet to the floor."

  • "My last breath will be your curse."

  • "He will KILL you."

  • "She will KILL you."

  • "I did noting."

  • "It was an accident!"

  • "You've killed your own brother!"

  • "I want nothing to do with him!"

  • "How can I possibly trust you?"

  • "Pathetic."

ask-san-san-the-artist asked:

*awkward wave*

sir-crocodile-might-appear:

ask-san-san-the-artist:

sir-crocodile-might-appear:

sir-crocodile-might-appear:

Oh it’s you. Seriously, how many lives do you have?

Crocodile chuckled at his naïve hopes. “If you don’t make it…” he took a long drag of his cigar. “Don’t be too disappointed in yourself.” It was kind of weird that he needed to stay with him to achieve one of his dreams. Crocodile couldn’t for the life of him understand why he was such an important person to Galdino.

"I’ll try not to be," he said. "After all, it is something I have a chance at until the day I die."

He was incredibly surprised by the way the man was treating him. He’d never seen Crocodile be gentle with anyone, let alone someone who had failed him before. He wasn’t sure what it was he did to deserve this, but he was grateful nonetheless.

Crocodile’s mind worked to try to figure out what his dream was. Something which age didn’t matter apparently. His deducting didn’t really come to anything, which annoyed him. But what annoyed him more was that he wanted to know. Damn. “So, what is this dream?” he asked, trying not to sound too interested. - because he wasn’t, was he?-

He smiled, genuinely this time.

"Oh, just a little something that would make me very happy…"

ask-san-san-the-artist asked:

*awkward wave*

sir-crocodile-might-appear:

ask-san-san-the-artist:

sir-crocodile-might-appear:

ask-san-san-the-artist:

sir-crocodile-might-appear:

sir-crocodile-might-appear:

Oh it’s you. Seriously, how many lives do you have?

He didn’t really know how to reply to that. He wasn’t all that used to gratitude and stuff like that. “Everybody dies sooner or later. It’s not like your victims are suffering anymore. If your life is ended in pain, at least you don’t have to think about it.” he regretted the last line, because it was way too close to his own story. And why was he trying to be such a supportive guy all of a sudden? He took another drag on his cigar, to calm down. This was a weird day.

His voice lowered to almost a whisper. “But what if the pain is still going on for some of us… what then?”

He was well aware he must look pathetic at this point, but at least Crocodile was offering some sort of conversation rather than ignoring or demeaning him. This was one time that he wasn’t okay with being put in his place. But for some reason he seemed to actually matter to the man, if only for this moment. And that felt good even if the topic of conversation didn’t.

“If the pain is still going on…” he didn’t know if he was talking about something mental, or physical. Of course, Crocodile could relate to both. “Then you fill your head with stupid dreams.” he said with a small smile which looked too sad. He took yet another inhale of his cigar.

"I have a couple of those…" He tried to smile back but his expression also looked too sad. "One of them I need to be here with you for. I don’t know if I can ever make it a reality, but I won’t give up."

Crocodile chuckled at his naïve hopes. “If you don’t make it…” he took a long drag of his cigar. “Don’t be too disappointed in yourself.” It was kind of weird that he needed to stay with him to achieve one of his dreams. Crocodile couldn’t for the life of him understand why he was such an important person to Galdino.

"I’ll try not to be," he said. "After all, it is something I have a chance at until the day I die."

He was incredibly surprised by the way the man was treating him. He’d never seen Crocodile be gentle with anyone, let alone someone who had failed him before. He wasn’t sure what it was he did to deserve this, but he was grateful nonetheless.

ask-san-san-the-artist asked:

*awkward wave*

sir-crocodile-might-appear:

ask-san-san-the-artist:

sir-crocodile-might-appear:

sir-crocodile-might-appear:

Oh it’s you. Seriously, how many lives do you have?

He didn’t really know how to reply to that. He wasn’t all that used to gratitude and stuff like that. “Everybody dies sooner or later. It’s not like your victims are suffering anymore. If your life is ended in pain, at least you don’t have to think about it.” he regretted the last line, because it was way too close to his own story. And why was he trying to be such a supportive guy all of a sudden? He took another drag on his cigar, to calm down. This was a weird day.

His voice lowered to almost a whisper. “But what if the pain is still going on for some of us… what then?”

He was well aware he must look pathetic at this point, but at least Crocodile was offering some sort of conversation rather than ignoring or demeaning him. This was one time that he wasn’t okay with being put in his place. But for some reason he seemed to actually matter to the man, if only for this moment. And that felt good even if the topic of conversation didn’t.

“If the pain is still going on…” he didn’t know if he was talking about something mental, or physical. Of course, Crocodile could relate to both. “Then you fill your head with stupid dreams.” he said with a small smile which looked too sad. He took yet another inhale of his cigar.

"I have a couple of those…" He tried to smile back but his expression also looked too sad. "One of them I need to be here with you for. I don’t know if I can ever make it a reality, but I won’t give up."

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