I am drunk with power!!!


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your gun fighter is dead....old news

he-e-e-ere's johnny!

kirk:at least let the boy go
kruge:no
kirk:why?
kruge: (grins)because you wish it!

i want him beaten broken bleeding....in a word,DEAD!

dead by dawn dead by dawn

you can't fool me.....because i'm a sicilian!

megatron:and soon autobot city shall be mine
ironside: (groans while grasping at his ankle)never
megatron:such pathetic nonsense (shoots him)

starsrceam:who disrupts my coranation
galvatron:corantion...circus is more like it

have the lambs stop scraeming clairice?

it rubs the lotion on it's skin, it puts the lotion in the basket

teen: oh god!
freddie:this is your god now

hey sidney...what's favorite scary movie?

enter at your own free will
and leave some of the joy you bring behind

a census once tried to my measure....i ate his liver with some fava bean and a nice chianti
(makes sucking noises)

badges....we don't no steenking badges

apologies excepted captain needa

i've seen into your head.....FREAK!

what do think i was going to do,push you out a window? ha ha ha (push)
one more from max shcrek
botom line is....she tries to blackmail me,I push her out a higher window

twoface:why wont you die? (fires tommygun)

the riddler:for if knowledge is power,then a god.....AM.....I....was that a little over the top....I can never tell

i'll swallow your soul i'll swallow your soul
 
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Son: "You´ve killed men."

Father: You can kill a man. But you can´t kill what he stands for. Not unless you first break his spirit. That´s a beautiful thing to see."

Asmo
 

grimslade said:
"Now, gods, stand up for bastards!"

Some would argue that Edmund wasn't a villain, either.


"Madam, the people have no bread"
"Let them eat cake!"


Oh, and of course, the classic villainous monologue:

"Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Some times he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy, the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical, summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds, pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen, a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum, it's breathtaking, I suggest you try it."
 
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Kefka is a gold mine of quotes. You can't beat madmen deities.

My favorites from him:

"Ooh! They're warm to the touch!" (when getting the magical mcguffin)

"I command the greatest power in the universe! You are all helpless before me!"

"Now, for my next trick, I will make you all...disappear!"

"I'm all-powerful! Hee, hee, haw!"

"Hee, hee, hee !! But what fun is destruction if no 'precious' lives are lost!"

"Oh dear...you wanna fight me?! This is just dreadful!" (sarcastically, of course)

"I hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate you!"

"Life...Dreams...Hope...Where'd they come from? And where are they headed...? These things...I'm going to destroy!!"

"This is sickening! You sound like chapters from a self-help booklet! Prepare yourselves!"

"Nothing can beat the music of hundreds of voices screaming in unison!"

"I will hunt them down! I will destroy them all! Destroy! Destroy! Destroy!"

"I will destroy everything! I will create a monument to non-existence!"

"Run, run, or you'll be well done!"
 

"I can no longer sit back and allow Communist infiltration, Communist indoctrination, Communist subversion and the international Communist conspiracy to sap and impurify all of our precious bodily fluids."
 

Yes, I killed them. I killed them all, and more. I need enough angels in my choir to sing me into heaven when I die.

Wait, don't leave! You've just heard the overture. Stay for the symphony!

barronazrael said:
hey sidney...what's favorite scary movie?

Aww, please. A killer that is beat up by his victims all the time? They only ever managed to kill anyone because the victims were bloody stupid :D
 


This gun shoots through armour. This gun shoots through schools.

You saved my life, so I'll spare yours... For now.

Some of us are so sharp we could just cut ourselves.
 

There are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it I have now surpassed. My pain is constant and sharp and I do not hope for a better world for anyone, in fact I want my pain to be inflicted on others. I want no one to escape, but even after admitting this there is no catharsis, my punishment continues to elude me and I gain no deeper knowledge of myself; no new knowledge can be extracted from my telling. This confession has meant nothing.
 

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