☾ VAMPIRE: THE MASQUERADE PROMPTS ! ( PART II. )
* CLASSIC CLANBOOKS: GIOVANNI, LASOMBRA, & MALKAVIAN PROMPTS , CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS AS NEEDED . * SOME SENTENCES CHANGED FOR RP STANDARDS *
‘ I hear they really know what they’re doing. ‘
‘ Not that I can afford to be picky. ‘
‘ You think they’d be sucking my dick just to get me to talk to them. ‘
‘ I’d at least like to know if my money’s going somewhere nice. ‘
‘ I don’t even know what the fuck a ‘filthy lucker’ is. ‘
‘ I’ve seen my fair share of the wet work, but those guys creep my ass out. ‘
‘ Is she gonna be alright? ‘
‘ Shut the fuck up before I pull off your head and spit down the hole . ‘
‘ I feel like I’m gonna sweat to death. ‘
‘ It’s not like I’m Gandhi or Mother Teresa or any of that shit . ‘
‘ Fuck it, man. I was gonna ditch town. ‘
‘ They’re not already dead, are they? ‘
‘ You operate well under pressure. ‘
‘ I’m proud of you, ___. ‘
‘ How does this feel? How about when I stick it… here? ‘
‘ This is one of my favorite cities… it’s like nowhere else on earth. ‘
‘ You- you are worth keeping. ‘
‘ You would not have survived this long if you didn’t have some strength. ‘
‘ Well, damned if I would hobble along after you. ‘
‘ Don’t try to hide your smirk; I know what you’re thinking. ‘
‘ You’re too fond of protesting that looks don’t matter. ‘
‘ It was an important lesson, I think. ‘
‘ You’re greatest strength comes from the darkness within. ‘
‘ I chose you, much as you try to deny it. ‘
‘ Nevertheless, he had to die. ‘
‘ I realized then, that you would do whatever was necesarry. ‘
‘ I expect no less, for I know my worth. ‘
‘ Pronounce it properly - your accent is atrocious. ‘
‘ Make me proud tonight, or your ashes will blow across the dunes as the sun rises. ‘
‘ I will only choose the very best. ‘
‘ Stop drinking blood on the carpet; it’s Persian. ‘
‘ My head’s pounding, I can’t stand it! ‘
‘ I ought to return you to the loony bin. ‘
‘ I only had a nervous breakdown! ‘
‘ You could USE a bit of pain, you whining whelp. ‘
‘ Oh, good. Very good. Scream. That’s good. ‘
‘ Don’t think straight, think curved. Think bent. Get WAY bent! ’
‘ Why, I’m your guardian angel. Your conscience! Your Jimminny-Jesus-Chirst-Cricket! ‘
‘ I am me, as you are we, and you need to pull yerself together! ‘
‘ You just can’t think RIGHT. You can think WRONG. ‘
‘ You should listen better. ‘
‘ Then my mind was playing tricks on me. ‘
‘ I reject them! I tear their heads open, and blow up their airships, and burn their land! ‘
‘ Be simple, be true. Ah, but you can’t. ‘
‘ What is this thing called madness? ‘