Monokuma Quotes Novels & Stories

Professor Danko muttered. "I've already said it, Danko. You would not have progressed if you had stayed in that materially full land." Sir Powen tsk tsk said. "You should leave the Black Dome," "Shut up, Powen. You didn't talk also enough to make others feel disgusted," Danko said indignantly. "Can I hold it for a bit?" Namio Rankle suddenly spoke up. And this is his most long quote during the competition, for someone like Namio to speak up certainly that has a lot of attraction for him.

I commented before I threw my head back and swallowed the whole thing in one breath. It doesn't challenge me like it used to anymore. But it still makes me a bit dizzy for the first few minutes. Monika chuckled as she shook her head. "You really are strong. I have never seen a shifter down wolves bane like that in my entire life." She commented before she took the little cup out of my hand and walked back to the shelf. Wait, what? Did she just say Wolves bane. The small smile on my face was wiped off when I digested what she just said.

Hopefully, he didn't hear that. He didn’t seem to hear that, thank God. The empty road seemed to disappear and as Satake turned into a small parking lot and shut down his motorcycle, I was surprised to see how quickly the ride had passed. Guess that was what happened when you didn’t have to concentrate on the road. "You like their coffee right??” Satake asked when I didn’t stop gawking at him. "What..." I stuttered, blushing beet red. Satake's eyes drifted to the building behind me and my eyes followed. Looking up at the sign that read, Absolute Monaku.

"Sutherland-san, you train your assistant very well, but she is smart to ask for a cut of those insane fees!" Adrian's eyes flicked to me, dark and completely possessive as he delivered another crushing press of his thumb. "Miss Monroe is a very quick learner. She takes direction exceptionally well and she is rewarded accordingly." The double meaning wasn't lost on the three men, who chuckled knowingly, joining Tsukumo-san in a toast. Kijima-san raised his glass. "To quick learners and fair bonuses!" As they drank, Adrian's finger curled inside me, hitting a spot that made bright stars explode behind my eyes.

“You are the only person who has ever really listened without making it weird,” Zack admits, his voice dropping to a lower register. “Everyone else either starts crying or tries to give me inspirational quotes or something.” The wind rustles through a nearby oak branches overhead while they sit in comfortable silence for a moment. “Inspirational quotes,” she echoed. “That is a new one. What like ‘hang in there’ cat posters? Weird.”

Just ask Nietzsche. Not many people know this, but Nietzsche was almost the victim of an eyti but was fortunately saved in time by my brother. It led him to write that famous quote of his, “He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.” For thirty-thousand years I’ve gazed into that abyss. An abyss of shadow with piercing purple eyes of doom, and I have felt it gaze back at me. Even I wonder how long before I too become the very monsters I fight.

Ava thought. "You are indeed an idiot." Before Jason could speak, the monk started again. Ava raised her eyebrows and was about to lose her temper. “It was only a casual remark! how dare this bald donkey insult my master by say so?” However, Jason just smiled faintly. He was not angry. Instead, he looked at the bald donkey with interest and said, "Why did you say that I am stupid?" "It seems that they are strong reinforcements, but they also bear karma. The karma on them is not small." The monk said lightly.

It might be Shiina's first time to hear such an answer that she looked at him with a confused expression. Monica nodded and said, "I have infinite possibilities. I don't intend to be one of the colors among all living beings. I don't want to be a filler among everyone, but I want to make everyone, no, the world, to be affected by me." Shiina was stunned when she heard such an answer from Monica.

“You hit me! That’s assault! I have lawyers on retainer who—” “SHUT UP!” Kimura bellowed, his voice like a landslide grinding down a mountain. He loomed over me, suddenly seven feet tall. He unleashed a torrent of Japanese that I didn’t understand, but the intent was clear: Sit down and be a pond, or I will turn you into a puddle. I sat. I closed my eyes. My shoulder hurt. Every time I twitched I heard the stick swish through the air. “Focus!” he yelled. “You have too many thoughts! Throw them away!”

“Like a wise woman once said; play, but don’t get played.” I smirk, raising my glass of water as I raise it upward, toward Monique. “Cheers to that.” “Cheers.”