History Quotes / NoPartyLikeADonnerParty

-->-- Opening monologue of ''Film/WinnieThePoohBloodAndHoney''

-->--'''Uglúk the Uruk-hai''' upon chopping off the head of a rebellious orc, solving the issue of fresh meat and a threat to the Hobbit cargo at the same time, ''Film/TheLordOfTheRingsTheTwoTowers''

->''"You ever been to the tail section? Do you have any idea what went on back there? When we boarded? It was chaos. Yeah, we didn't freeze to death, but we didn't have time to be thankful. Wilford's soldiers came and they took everything. A thousand people in an iron box. No food, no water... After a month, we ate the weak... You know what I hate about myself? I know what people taste like. I know that babies taste best...''"

->Within the cavern on the other side lay a large, ancient city. Stone and mud structures rose out of the sand - some intact, others in ruins - but all showing the unmistakable ravages of age. Streets littered with the detritus of everyday lives led to dunes so high, they nearly touched the stone overhead. Farther in, the damage became less random and indistinct. Signs of fire could be seen, accompanied by the occasional arrow. Pieces of pottery lay broken across the floors of ransacked buildings. The gates to food stores hung awkwardly off their hinges, open to the world they'd unsuccessfully tried to keep out.\\
And scribbled everywhere were messages from the long dead. Warnings pocked the walls, some informing desperate neighbors to keep away, [[SealedEvilInACan others to prevent future travelers like himself from venturing farther]]. Pleas marked those inches that warnings did not scar. The people in their final days, begging their gods for food, for rain, for deliverance. Then every so often, though more frequently as you approached the center of the city, carved onto the doors was [[MadnessMantra the same message over and over again]]. Part curse, part denouncement, what it actually said was eloquent and terrible, but what it amounted to was quite simple: ''I ate my neighbor.'' It never failed [[NightmareFetishist to make]] [[VillainProtagonist Yulric]] [[NightmareFetishist smile]].

->''"Looks like meat's back on the menu, boys! ->''"

->''"Looks like meat's back on the menu, boys!"''

Yours, etc.\\

-->--'''Torn Journal Page'' found in Dusk Vigil, ''VideoGame/FinalFantasyXIV: Heavensward''

->Winter really hit us in early December. [[SnowMeansDeath The snow was over our heads, literally, mountains of it]], thick and gray from the pollution. The camp got silent. No more fights, no more shooting. By Christmas Day, there was plenty of food.
->''[She holds up a miniature femur. It has been scraped clean by a knife.]''
->They say eleven million people died that winter, and that's just in North America. That doesn't count the other places: Greenland, Iceland, Scandinavia. I don't want to think about Siberia, all those refugees from southern China, the ones from Japan who'd never been outside a city, and all those poor people from India. That was the first [[EndlessWinter Gray Winter]], when [[GaiasLament the filth in the sky started changing the weather]]. They say a part of that filth, I don't know how much, was ash from human remains.

-> The last vision [[PlayedForDrama was terrible]]. Zak saw the survivors, starved into madness, [[ImAHumanitarian turning on a corpse]]. He and Galt and the other Children could clearly see how horrified the parents were by their own acts. What they had done was a last, desperate attempt to save their children. It was the act of beings so hungry they had lost their minds. As the parents fed their starving children, they cried.
-> The Children had relished the thought of eating human flesh because they remembered it from their childhood. But this vision had shown them how desperate their parents had been, and [[MyGodWhatHaveIDone how horrible their final act really was]].

->Dear Sirs:
->As a Naval officer, I abhor the implication that the Royal Navy is a haven for cannibalism! It is now known that we have the problem relatively under control, and it is the RAF who now suffer the largest number of casualties in this area. What do you think the Argylles ate in Aden? Arabs?!
->Yours, etc.
->Captain B.J. Smethwick, in a white wine sauce, with shallots, mushrooms and garlic.

-->-- Music/BowserAndBlue, "In Darkest Canada"

-->-- GBH, "Passenger on the Menu"

->Hunger unwound what little hope was left and moved us to what humanity would not once have contemplated.

->''Hours became days. The snack machine ran out of food by day three. They were reduced to drinking water out of the backed-up toilets by day seven. On day twelve, Andre Gates, ''Axes And Arcana'' developer, died when he choked to death on a twenty-sided die. ''Lycanthrope'' developer and Black Spiral kinfolk Evan Stump pulled out "an [[CannibalClan old family]] recipe." Ten days later, Evan had the building to himself.''[[note]] Sadly, he died three days later: one of Jason O'Kelly's numerous piercings slipped past Evan while he was preparing his "Developer Bisque" and Evan died when it punctured his esophagus.[[/note]]

->Day 14
->Somebody has been cutting meat off Shoji's body. I didn't see who it was and I don't want to know. I am so hungry right now - I can't blame them for being hungry too.

->For days we steamed north-west - not west - into the empty dark. Our supplies ran out, and still no sign of port. Hunger set in, and terror, [[OceanMadness and what I pray was madness]]. Ravening, desperate, raving, [[LotteryOfDoom we agreed to draw lots, with the loser giving up life and flesh so the others could go on]]. The first of us to draw the short straw was the captain. [[CainAndAbel The second was my brother]]. My dear, solemn, solid Richard. There were more after. Seven times we drew. Seven of our number went into the pot, and not a one of them quietly. Those of us who made it back to port swore never to speak of our crime, but one of us - someone with a keener conscience than mine - confessed. I fled the noose to zee again. [[MyGodWhatHaveIDone I regret it all. I will do anything. Please.]]
-->-- The Navigator's Confession, ''VideoGame/SunlessSea''

->I liked Harris. He might have been better done, perhaps, but I am free to say that no man ever agreed with me better than Harris, or afforded me so large a degree of satisfaction.

-->-- John Rae, discussing an Inuit story about the lost Franklin Expedition

-->-- '''NKVD (Police) Archive for the Leningrad District''', [[UsefulNotes/WorldWarII June 1942 - ninth month of the 900-day Siege of Leningrad]][[note]] 1,913 cases from December 13 1941 to June 1942 of a total of 2015 for entire siege. 668 prison terms of 5-10 years and 586 executions meted out by June 1942, fate of remainder unknown. People arrested 64% female, 44% unemployed, 90% illiterate or in possession of only basic education, 15% 'rooted inhabitants' of Leningrad district, 2% with criminal record. Of 300 cases for March 1942, only 44 entailed murder ('person-eating') while remainder concerned only the consumption of the already-dead ('corpse-eating'). Source: NKVD Archives as quoted in Chapter 15 (Corpse-Eating and Person-Eating) of Anna Reid's ''Leningrad'' (London 2011) [[/note]]