The Idiot Characters Novels & Stories

If they are poor, live suicide will not last long or function properly. He ignored what I said and stared at me from head to toe. “You have a smart appearance. Why don’t you put your intellect to good use?” I laughed sarcastically. “I only appear to be intelligent, but I am a blithering idiot. If I were wise, I wouldn’t be here because only foolish and ignorant people would come here to do this despicable thing.”

A sneer immediately appeared on his face as he said, "Oh, it's you. Of course, I remember. You're the idiot and lowborn from Biskeland. Why are you here?" Jovie's grievance resurfaced again once he heard the boy ridiculing her. Feeling upset, she shouted, "I'm not! I'm not an idiot nor am I a lowborn, you nasty alien." Perhaps it was because Jovie called him a nasty alien, the boy's expression darkened and his gaze became a little vicious. He glared at Jovie fiercely and bellowed, "How dare you! Who allowed you to talk back to me? You are an idiot and a lowborn. You're not the only one, but your mother and the people of Biskeland are the same! My dad said that the people from Biskeland are a

Jefferson rolled up his sleeves and retorted, "You little idiot, who are you calling an idiot?" "The idiot is whoever is answering me." Jefferson replied, "I think you must be tired of living!" "I already told you to go ahead and come at me. Do it if you dare. If not, stop making all this racket."

“You are amazing, and any guy would be lucky to have someone like you as their mate. To me, it was always if you wanted to be mine. If you haven’t noticed, many people find me annoying. Even my friends think I’m an idiot.” “They do not.” “Yeah, they do,” Dean said with a shrug. “It’s always Dean, you’re an idiot, and such. They don’t mean to insult me or anything, but it’s what they think, and that’s okay.” “Well, I don’t believe you’re an idiot. I mean, I may have said it, but I didn’t mean it.” A large smile spread across his face. “Yeah, and that’s what I still can’t understand. Perhaps you hit yourself in the head or something.”

A vegetable. I shook my head, a genuine laugh bubbling up. It sounded dry in the quiet room. “Such an idiot. Couldn’t even handle a broken woman. No vision. No patience.” Just brute force. And it got him crushed. Good. It was better he was out of the picture. Less noise.

I wanted to punch him so hard, then kiss him and then maybe throw him off a cliff or something. He has given me nothing but a constant headache since we got married. The fucking idiot. The idiot came back late last night after our fight or argument or whatever that was. He spoke no words to me after, fell asleep, and was gone first thing in the morning. Such an idiot. I should probably add some poison to this stupid cake as well, or maybe keep these eggshells, have him choke on it, and die. That's the dream, isn't it?

With the red of its flame, the colors and hierarchy of its ability, a death is about to loom as he needed to do what he must. “Play with time, as I accepted my place in this world and games. I whose insanity is my biggest asset, holding the ideal and the embodiment of the character of the Mad Hatter. The Joker of the deck and the Devil of the Tarot. Just how sadistic should I write my character to be?”

Despite the fact that I was his mate or rather his fiancée. And of course, the most important thing is... That idiot has suffered from an amnesic disorder. "Why 'Golden'?" "Don't ask me," I replied, probably in a rather brusque tone. "I mean, I have no idea. Doesn't anything stick in your brain?" "No," he replied curtly. "Good," I said sarcastically as I continued to think out loud. "Crap," Jayden muttered as he peeked out from behind the curtain just like I did, albeit from a higher position. He really had gotten taller. "Why are there so many of them?"

"You are an idiot." "The bigger idiot is the one who is in love and denies it. The biggest, pushes the love aside totally picking a life of misery for unnecessary avenge and revenge." He smiled throughout his words. "Meaning?" "You are the bigger and biggest idiot, you are miserable and I might have ruined your toaster and the puppy chewed at one of the tapestries." "How the fuck did that happened?!" I asked referring to the puppy and not the toaster. Nexus had a habit of ruining my kitchen appliances.

After about twenty minutes he said: "He's an idiot." "Yes." "A colossal, spectacular, once-in-a-generation idiot." "Yes." "The kind of idiot that people write cautionary tales about." "Ozzie." "I'm just — I want it on record. For the universe. He is an idiot." "It's on record," I said. "Can we drive faster?"