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Undertale фэндомы Spec Ops The Line Frisk Undertale персонажи Chara
“The truth, is that you’re here because you wanted to feel like something you’re not: A hero. I’m here because you can’t accept what you’ve done. It broke you. You needed someone to blame, so you cast it on me. A dead man. I know the truth is hard to hear, but it’s time. You’re all that’s left and we can’t live this lie forever. I’m going to count to five, then I’m pulling the trigger.”
gachimuchi Billy Herrington Van Darkholme
Сегодня три года, как трагически погиб Билли Херрингтон. Спи спокойно, Аники
Why are we still here? Just to ♂SUCTION♂? Every night, I can feel my ♂ASS♂... And my ♂COCK♂... Even my ♂FINGER♂... The body I've lost... the ♂SLAVES♂ I've lost... won't stop hurting... It's like they're all still there. You feel it, too, don't you, ♂BOY♂? I'm gonna make them give back our ♂DUNGEON♂!
mlp Art & Music my little pony фэндомы King Sombra mlp OC mlp милитаризм minor
Вроде арт баян,а может и нет.В общем единственное,что я нашел,которое хоть чуть подходит под тему песни. Надеюсь тапками сильно не закидаете.
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| All of the city Turns to black And fades away Dreams of the crystal heart Turn into nightmares as it breaks apart Darkness has overtaken An ancient evil has been awakened They all expected me to save them Who could have guessed I would have failed After where we've been Time and time again We fall We let them down and now We're captive just as well Tried so hard, but in the end Lost it all anyway All of those who trusted us Locked and caged Can't get away Who's to blame now Who's to blame now You're to blame now You're to blame now Who's to blame now Who's to blame It's you (I gave it all) It's you (It's your fault now) Failed to save us Sombra slaved us Darkness changed us Hate deranged us Who's to blame now Who's to blame It's you It's you She had a chance to save the lives of everyone She held it in her hooves and now it's gone Who designed the minds of kings to be so cruel Who's anger could have made this hatred spawn Might as well just give myself away I'm not the one to save them Trust in what I could have been I will not let you down this time Sombra's darkness crystallizing Friendships made are now dividing Hypnotizing, paralyzing Harmony destabilizing Damn myself And give away What's left of me A sacrifice to Save the ones I love so dearly Hold me as the End grows closer Chained up to this Crystal prison Weighing on my Last decision Feed me to the Entity of hate | Весь город Погряз во тьме И вскоре исчез. Мечты о кристальном сердце Стали кошмарами, когда оно разбилось. Наступила тьма, Древнее зло пробудилось. Они все надеялись, что я спасу их. Кто мог знать, что я не смогу. После всех мест, где мы когда-либо бывали, Снова и снова Мы падаем. Мы подвели их, и сейчас Мы точно так же заключены. Старались изо всех сил, но в итоге Всё равно всё потеряли. Все, кто доверяли нам, Сидят взаперти, Не в состоянии сбежать. Чья теперь эта вина? Чья теперь эта вина? Теперь это ваша вина. Теперь это ваша вина. Чья теперь эта вина? Кто виноваты? Вы (Я лишилась всего). Вы (Теперь это ваша ошибка). Не смогли спасти нас, Сомбра поработил нас, Тьма изменила нас, Ненависть свела нас с ума. Чья теперь эта вина? Кто виноваты? Вы. Вы. У неё был шанс сохранить жизнь каждому, Он был у неё в копытах, но теперь она потеряла его. Кому пришло в голову, чтобы короли были столь жестоки? Чей гнев привёл к этому порождению ненависти? В итоге я предала саму себя, Я не та, кто может их спасти. В надежде, что я могла бы быть той, Я не подведу вас в этот раз. Тьма Сомбры обратилась в кристалл. Дружба разрушена, Подчинена, скована. Гармония пошатнулась. Осуди меня И отдай Всё, что от меня осталось, Пожертвуй, чтобы Спасти тех, Кого я так люблю. Держи меня, когда Придёт конец, Запри в этой Кристальной тюрьме, Давящей на моё Последнее решение, Накорми меня Сущностью ненависти. |
A. Shipwright artist Fantasy art некромант Traditional art длинопост
Their Stories
"Hey young man. This is not the closest way to the Bulgewater County. You better choose the west road of the Wisteria Crossroad."
"Oh look at this thick skin. Everybody's waiting for their turn and now you want to get buried in such nice place far far away?
Hey, you better go to my grave plot. It's much closer and so beautifu..."
"I heard your goddamned hometown story for hundreds of times that my ossicles almost worn out, ma'am.
Why don't we just shut up for this painful journey? You can have some talks with the devils after burial."
"Your sister's pelvis was so huge that even three baby skulls could go through the hole."
"That bastard is talking shit again. I heard he was mental and still barking like a dog even after brain fluid dried out."
"My jaw! Where is my jaw! I can't eat without my jaw!"
"His jaw was gone sucking dragon dick."
"This rude boy is ignoring me again! I told you Bulgewater County is not this way..."
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They Talk Too Much
"I told you not to go this way."
"Hey lad. Your fighting stance is awkward as hell."
"Your mama's tit was so huge that her ribs were bent."
"He's so nice as always. Drop me off here."
"We're dead! We're all dead. All because of that stupid gravekeeper!"
"Where is my jaw?"
"When I was young, I found no monsters as ugly as this one."
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They Still Talk
"Amazing, lad! Transforming our remains into spirit form, what a magic!"
"If I didn't know you, i would have thought that you were trying to kill us all! I know this sort of sorcery, and they use this spell to destroy the undeads."
"Your mama's spine is so bent that you can use it in math class as protractor."
"Good to be together as always. It's hard to find nice lad like this fellow these days."
"Where is my jaw? I can't find my jaw!"
"Huh! You call this a magic! Back in my days..."
"Hey young man, do you even hear me?"
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Take Them Please
"Mortal. I ask you to yield one of those heads."
"I can't."
"You cherish life of the deads more than yours? How touching."
"No really. I can't."
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Put Your Hand on My Shoulder
"Knock it off you bloody dotard."
"Haha! We heard you talking back to our word! Today's a special day!"
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The Protectors
I hear dead people.
And they never fxxking shut up.
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Dead Men Tell A Lot of Tales
"That's a mighty fine necromancy, summoning the dead severed arm!"
"And he didn't raise us from dead with such skill."
"Where is my jaw."
"If we knew he could do that we would've never apologized him."
"I mean, it's pretty absurd to blame us for dragging monster's attention by our chatter. It's monster that cut off his arm, not us."
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Manga Style Necromancy
"Fight with me."
"Wait, we never agreed that."
"I will never forget you."
"I said we never agreed that."
"SOUL CRUSHER."
"You motherf-."
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"Your Move, Old Man."
"Look at that ruddy bastard grabbing old man's head."
"Where is my jaw."
"Back in my days, even rudest of all showed respect to the elders.
Kids these days ignore the aged men and their wisdom.
Back in my days, no one would've allowed this to happen.
The kings had to get off their horse to salute me on the road."
"When yer mom rolled on the pen with the pigs."
"Where is my fxxking jaw, you bloody ruffians."
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Necro-man
Even though the sword is broken dead, I can call its soul back.
Arm is the most basic type of shield.
My revived arm will be a shield.
This is my necromancy.
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Starved Pistol of Diliworth
Starved Pistol of Diliworth.
One of the haunted relics made by infamous weapon inventor Godin Elwiv of Eldrian two centuries ago.
The soul of people who were killed by him is stored inside.
Danger Rank High. Never touch.
P.S. My dear pupil who never ever read nor listen to my words.
I leave this postscript for I thought you would've ignore that warning.
At least don't fire this pistol twice.
The chance of it taking user's soul increases geometrically on the second fire.
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Hellblade
"Old man. Sword."
"Arfwgerraworf"
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You Must Fly
"Damn, I'm terribly sorry lady.
This is what my necromancy do.
Look at my arm. Revived in strange form of my true nature.
I guess your soul looks like a fish, swimming freely in the air.
At least you can fly instead of having normal leg oh what the hell am I talking about. I'm really...
Oh... Uh... I guess you like it.
Thank you."
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One is Gone
My masters, all six of them, told me not to talk to the deads.
The deads never come back to life. That's undeniable truth. The truth that people left behind want to deny so much.
The soul of the dead leaves this world over the curtain of our realm forever.
What we call ghost is just an embodiment of remaining thought, emotion, or memory of the deads.
That's why they cannot talk normally, always want though need nothing, and stick to something obstinately.
It is difficult to remove them peacefully unless you follow certain rules and process originated from the deceased.
The deads are not the ones you knew.
Now I can understand why they taught me that over and over again.
It is obvious how I'll react to the false hallucination of my masters when they pass away.
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we only stop for the best ;)
Pink Floyd The Wall молотки политика
Would you like to see Russia rule again
My friend?
All you have to do is follow the worms
My friend?
All you have to do is follow the worms
#Music&Atmosphere Rodney Carrington Dear Penis comedy
Dear Penis,
I don't think I like you anymore,
You used to watch me shave,
Now all u do is stare at the floor.
Oh dear Penis,
I don't like you anymore.
It used to be you and me,
A paper towel, and a dirty magazine,
That's all we needed to get by.
Now it seems things have changed,
I think that your the one to blame.
Dear Penis,
I don't like you anymore.
Now he sings,
Dear Rodney,
I don't think I like you anymore,
'Cause when u get to drinkin'
You put me places I've never been before.
Dear Rodney,
I dont like you anymore.
Why can't we just get a grip,
On our man to hand relationship.
Come to terms with truly how we feel.
If we put our heads together,
We'd just stay home forever.
Dear Penis,
I think I like you after all.
Oh and Rodney,
While yer shavin',
Shave my balls.
I don't think I like you anymore,
You used to watch me shave,
Now all u do is stare at the floor.
Oh dear Penis,
I don't like you anymore.
It used to be you and me,
A paper towel, and a dirty magazine,
That's all we needed to get by.
Now it seems things have changed,
I think that your the one to blame.
Dear Penis,
I don't like you anymore.
Now he sings,
Dear Rodney,
I don't think I like you anymore,
'Cause when u get to drinkin'
You put me places I've never been before.
Dear Rodney,
I dont like you anymore.
Why can't we just get a grip,
On our man to hand relationship.
Come to terms with truly how we feel.
If we put our heads together,
We'd just stay home forever.
Dear Penis,
I think I like you after all.
Oh and Rodney,
While yer shavin',
Shave my balls.
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