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Could be their orientation, gander identity, how involved they are in their community, if they're poly, or a lot of other things
PROMPTS FOR CURIOUS HYPOTHETICALS * assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary
do you think you would have liked me if we met back then?
if i asked you to marry me... right now... what would you say?
could you ever imagine us together?
what if we're not meant to survive this?
if you found out you only had 24 hours to live, what would you do?
what if your life went differently? where do you think you'd be?
i bet we would have been best friends as kids.
could you imagine a world like that?
would you say yes if i asked you on a date?
what if only one of us gets out?
i wish we'd dated sooner.
what if they don't like me?
what superpower would you choose, if you had to pick one?
i wonder what that would be like.
i bet we'd be married by now, if things had gone differently.
i'll never stop considering the "what-ifs."
have you ever pictured us as a couple?
what does your perfect future look like?
do you think you might see me as more than a friend?
ever thought about the future?
what if we're not meant to be together?
but what if there's only one bed? what then?
if we get through this, what's the first thing we should do?
where do you see yourself in ten years?
if a higher power exists... i wonder what they think of us.
maybe we could try going on a date. see what happens.
i've always wondered if you'd ever look my way.
what words would [name] use to describe you?
what would be your strategy for an apocalypse?
could you ever see me as something more?
if we ever make it out of here, where will we go?
what do you think lies ahead?
what if i'm not meant to do this?
if we get trapped, we need to come up with a plan.
have you ever wondered what our kids would look like?
is there more to life than this?
do you ever wish we'd met each other sooner?
i always wonder what would have happened.
if you could ask your future self one question, what would it be?
if you could snap your fingers right now and be anywhere you want, where would you pick?
do you think we have any chance of surviving this?
i'm trying to picture a world where we get through this in one piece.
what if this doesn't end well?
what if we get stuck there?
if a genie gave you three wishes, what would you ask for?
what if everyone stares at me?
what if i'm not cut out for this?
her hands clutch to the balcony as she tries to breathe; the revelry inside the castle she now has to call home has become too much for her poor heart tonight. she can still hears screams, even as far away from the main hall as she is at the moment. she whishes she could understand how the lady of house stands it.
( breathe in, breathe out. it is only those who know no regret that are allowed to be hunted. breathe in, breathe out. she wish it would make a difference to her. breathe in— )
she feels him, before she can see or hear him. she can always feel when he looks at her, it makes the hairs on her arms stand on end, an animal's response. out of fear, out of lust, she doesn't really know.
"not everyone deserves to live." says the voice behind her. @topshelfperverts. her benefactor, her captor, her sort of lover, her potential killer.
after a few moments of silence, of breathing away the tears that threaten to escape her, she finds her voice again " i know that, my lord Asmodeus, " she replies, trying not to feel disgust with the person she becomes while in his presence.
( survival does seem to bring the worst out of people )
" forgive me for leaving the festivities so early, " she's still wearing the intricate dress he provided her for the night, it's dark red and it makes her feel stained as much as it makes her feel beautiful, " i meant no disrespect, it's just— i got overwhelmed. "
there are days when the weight of the world feels heavy on her shoulder and joy and laughter and rest feel like the memories of a different woman.
( a better woman, a good woman )
those are the days when she needs him the most.
there is something so... pure in the way doctor ryland grace experiences the world; with wonder, with curiosity. childlike in his pursuit of both knowledge and friendship. how a person like that can remain intact in a dying world, she's none the wiser, but she guesses she could thanks the americans for their relentless optimism. unfortunately, it rubs off, she believes. she used their expression to name her project, after all.
( hail mary, full of— )
" doctor grace? " she finds him at his lab, making balloons out of rubber gloves. carl was laughing before she entered, even doctor lokken was trying to hide a smile. doctor lokken...
" what is the meaning of this? " she asks trying to make sense of the spectacle in front of her, her gaze going from one person to the other until her eyes finally find ryland's, just above his always down, always crooked glasses.
" silly can feel good. " is all @topshelfperverts gives her in reply. childlike in all but appearance, apparently.
she sighs and feels twice her age once more. " i don't doubt that, but i would appreciate you use your time outside of the laboratory to be silly. " she explains, soft but firm, as one would with a toddler, and while carl and lokken seem almost apologetic, ryland still wears a inflated glove above his head like the crest of a rooster.
she wishes she didn't find it funny.

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should i make a starter call to move this acc again? anyways STARTER CALL for you all. can be one-liner, can be para. SPECIFY MUSE(S) or you'll get random stuff.
eat the ones you love.
dialogue prompts from eat the ones you love by sarah maria griffin.
you can't cry here. everyone watches everyone.
your sympathy pass ran out weeks ago.
where would be far enough away for a new beginning?
flowers are dead the second they're cut, aren't they?
what kind of help do you need?
you know what they say about cold hands: warm hearts.
our pain is a non-phenomenon.
you look and feel really familiar.
i'll try not to give you too much trouble.
we're going to be such good friends, you and i.
i'm happy to go wherever you send me.
this is where the magic happens.
i wish i had something to take notes with.
when you're just used to something, you kind of forget how intense it can seem to someone just seeing it for the first time.
we talk about life and death a lot.
i will literally do anything you say.
i won't be so weak again.
don't you have anything to say?
this place is fucked, and you know it.
you make it sound worse than it is.
i'm glad you two are close. it's good to see.
i only want to keep you safe.
thank you for this whole time. for the adventure.
flowers can say nothing at all, or everything.
there's nothing good about me. not a cell.
can we still be penpals?
i'm no better than a man.
please tell me to fuck off if this is inappropriate.
the silence out here has made me weird.
work is only kindling for our lives, not the whole fire.
it is a deep feat to move with grace when you've been granted little to none.
i don't like you smoking.
i'd be the last one standing in this place, i swear to god.
you look so beautiful this way.
not everyone deserves to live.
making friends as an adult is brutal.
you have very straight energy to me. i mean that with total respect.
i don't read books written by men.
you have to learn to love somebody in the quiet of themselves, as well as the noise.
drinking alone is grim. i do it, but it doesn't feel good.
i've never really broken many rules.
you're pretty compelling, yourself.
i feel like i left ____ there to die.
i can't fix anybody. i've got my own shit.
something happened, and i don't know what to do.
is this going to hurt?
you're taking this like a champ.
are you ready, or do you need a break?
you might want to close your eyes.
i wish i could explain better. i've never had to explain before.
i'm gonna have to get my shit together, but not tonight.
nothing put up can't be torn down again.
i can't believe i'm still trying to save ____.
i didn't think you had it in you.
i haven't had sex in over a year.
if you can see the ocean, you can see the whole world.
silly can feel good.
i'm not above being cute.
it feels so nice to be away.
as far as i'm concerned, i am on holiday.
this all feels a lot like a date.
you're my favorite, anyway.
i'm manifesting. setting good things into motion.
it's like you just disappeared.
don't be classist.
you're very almost always right.
if you don't go, this place will eat you alive.
you can feel the sorrow of a thing that's gone without wanting it back.
weird and terrible things can be right in front of us and we can look right through them, right? most of us have to operate in a fog to survive.
sit down here for me for a second.
you're never the same two days in a row.
thank you for being so understanding about all this.
let's have a drink before we do anything hasty.
Let’s pray
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Giving a pronounced bow to @ofbarovia when she finally notices her presence in the room, Cairen hurries to apologize, " I am so very sorry, Mistress. I did not heard you enter. Is there anything you need of me? "
꒷꒦꒷꒦༉‧🕯️‧₊˚.THE DARKNESS SEEMED TO BREATHE . . a collection of HORROR ROLEPLAY SENTENCE STARTERS based on horror films. genre: horror, thriller, mystery, crime.
Now, are you sitting comfortably?
Ah, those were the days.
Come in. I wasn't expecting you so soon.
Oh, don't let that angel face fool you.
What's the matter? Has the cat got your tongue?
You mean they just vanished?
In this house, no door must be opened without the previous one being closed first.
That old piano was already here when we moved in.
Silence is something that we prize very highly in this house.
There's really no need to show me the whole house..
Whatever you do, don't open the curtains.
Now, come on, eyes closed, hands together.
[He/She/They] have a very serious allergy to light.
Are you going to leave me too?
Why should I leave you?
The others said they wouldn't, but they did. And then it happened.
What do you mean, [name]? What happened?
Mummy went… mad.
A big house like this is always in need of someone who knows the ropes.
That's why I come by, because this house means a lot to us.
So you say you know the house well?
The house.. one might almost say… unbearable.
I don't like fantasies. Strange ideas, do you know what I mean?
You mustn't pay any attention to them. It's just fantasies.
It said, they only believed in Jesus and then got killed for it.
In the next life, there is one waiting for us after we die?
There's the hell where the damned go, then there's Purgatory…
That's where children go who tell lies, but not just for a few days.
Try to imagine, the end of eternity.
Pain. Forever.
They get scared if they are separated.
What if I see a ghost?
Well, if you see a ghost, you say hello and you continue what you're doing.
[Name], wait for me outside.
You must learn to be on your own.
Where's your rosary? Listen, whenever you feel afraid, squeeze it with all your might. Your fear will go away.
There's no reason to be afraid.
What's the matter? Why were you crying?
I don't. If I'd been crying, I'd tell you.
Oh, really? So I imagined it, did I?
I think [he/she/they] a spoilt brat.
I've just come from the hall, and there's no one there.
Would you mind telling me how a person can get in and out of this room if it's locked?
Do not argue with me! Be quiet!
You saw me with your own eyes.
Do you think that I would overlook such a thing and endanger the life of [name]?
Don't be stupid. Ghosts aren't like that.
I've told you a thousand times. They go about in white sheets and carry chains.
I've seen them. They come out at night.
[Name], please stop putting on that voice.
I'm fed up! Do you hear me? I am fed up with you!
Today you're being punished and you'll do as I say.
I won't ask for forgiveness for something I didn't do.
You told me that there was someone else in the room!
Children who don't tell the truth end up in Limbo.
I can't embroider in such poor light.
[He/She/They] got to learn to swallow the pride and ask for forgiveness.
I'm beginning to feel totally cut off from the world.
This fog doesn't exactly help. Even the seagulls have gone quiet.
I couldn't bear another migraine.
What's going on up there? Did you hear it as well?
Tell me who's making that noise!
I told you there was someone in the room and you punished me!
It's watching us!
They just came past here. Didn't you see them?
They're everywhere. They say this house is theirs!
This is a very old house: the floorboards squeak, and the plumbing clanks, and…there were voices, I'm telling you.
I see the old woman the most.
Oh, God in Heaven! We have to search the whole house immediately, before it gets dark!
It's all right, nothing's going to happen to you!
She really scares me. It's as if she's not looking at you, but she can see you.
[Name] told me she's a witch.
I don't want any dark corners where someone could hide.
Perhaps they are ghosts who lived in this house before...
Don't be stupid. I've already told you ghosts go about in white sheets and carry chains!
[Name], why do you make up such stories?
Do you have any idea what this might be?
They're not asleep, they're dead.
I believe they used to take photographs of the dead in the hope that their souls would go on living through the portraits.
How could these people be so superstitious?
Grief over the death of a loved one can lead people to do the strangest things.
It's cold. Why don't you come and sit by the fire?
Everybody ends up leaving this damned island.
That was the last I ever heard of them.
You know sometimes when you leave a place, it's like it's there with you all the time.
I always felt like I never left this house.
These things are always the result of some sort of trauma. Something must have happened.
I'm going to stay here a while longer.
I'm sorry I was so hard on you. Can you forgive me?
I checked that room myself. It was empty.
I felt as if there was someone else there! It wasn't human. There is something in this house!
I know you don't believe it. You don't believe it, do you?
I… I used to not believe those things.
I've always believed in those things. They're not easy to explain, but they do happen.
We've all heard stories of the beyond, now and then.
Sometimes, the world… of the dead gets mixed up with the world of the living.
The living and the dead, they will only meet at the end of eternity.
There isn't always an answer for everything.
I need you to search the whole garden for gravestones.
I need to know if there was a family buried here.
They said I should give you up for dead.
Where have you been all this time?
Did you kill anyone?
When people die in the war, where do they go?
I said that there are no intruders here.
Look what an awful face you've got when you cry.
I made this veil especially for you.
You can't go on like this. You must eat something!
It makes no difference. Why can't you ever do as you're told?
She won't stop until she kills us!
What happened? Why did you fight?
God help me. What's the matter with me?
What do you mean you know what has to be done?
Who do you think you are? You have no idea what has to be done!
I thought there was someone else in the house. I even thought that there were ghosts.
I don't know what you're talking about.
What are you going to do? Are you angry with me?
Why couldn't you have stayed here like the others did?
Your place was here, with us, your family!
Let me see. Are you alright?
You know what's happening here. You know because it happened to you too!
Someone wants to kill me!
If you never expose them to daylight, how do you know they're not cured?
You've wanted to take over this house ever since you arrived.
We'd better go and uncover the gravestones.
I've had enough. I'm going to the wood!
Are you going to run away?
You just don't want to be left on your own!
Don't go near! What if a ghost jumps out?
Graves don't have ghosts. Only skeletons.
Don't speak to them! They're dead!
I don't care what I said! Get away from them!
You're always teasing me and telling lies, and I'm sick of it!
I'm not teasing you! I'm telling the truth! Come here!
Go upstairs and hide. Whatever you do, don't separate!
We must all learn to live together. The living and the dead.
If you're dead, leave us in peace!
There's someone there. Where are you?
Why don't you want to be our friends?
What happened in this room? Why are you crying?
Is that how [he/she/they] killed you?
If you're dead, why do you remain in this house?
We're not dead! We're not dead!
They made contact. To the ghosts.
We can't possibly stay in this house any longer. It's clear these beings do not want us to live here.
Please, let us leave this house.
I knew. It had happened.
You were playing with the pillows, as if nothing had happened.
But now… Now… What does all this mean?
I'm no wiser than you are. But I do know that I love you.
This house is ours. No one can make us leave this house.
@topshelfperverts cont.
Excitement rushes through her as she hears David's voice again. She always does this, leaves them for a couple of days, postures as if she's not coming back, just to crash back with them when the novelty of being alone wears off.
It's not like she needs them, most of the time. Not really. Lestat, for all his insurmountable flaws, taught her enough not to be completely helpless, even in this childish body of hers. But there is strength in numbers, a safety that comes with having a coven.
( a gang, a voice that sounds suspiciously like louis' corrects her in her mind, you're running with a gang. it just makes her smile brighter. )
" Brother, if I wanted to rest I would've stayed home. " She replies, wicked grin spreading on her delicate features. " Who are we terrorizin' tonight? "
SHE HATES THIS, hell half the time she isn't sure why she thinks the doctor is so brilliant when he comes up with plans like this. if she didn't trust him so much, she might think he's got some kinda alien mind control that makes her go along with it.
just being around @plcthoraa makes her want to crawl out of her own skin. it's like that uneasy feeling people get when they look at some computer generated image of a person: all the details are there but something is just . . . off. like they're human but slightly to the left. not quite real.
▐ ┃ ⊰ 'ᴾᴿᴼᴹᴾᵀ ﹖ ⤷ don't flatter yourself. you were just convenient. ( missy @ bill )
eyes snap to missy's face, displeasure scrawled in the wrinkle of her nose as she studies the time lord, lady ? before she decides to make a bloody show of it. if missy wants a performance, she'll get one.
“ yeah, sorry, might know some girls that are into it, but scary evil milf isn't really my type. can pass your number along though, if you aren't havin any luck. ”
" Oh! she thinks she's funny... " The Master laughs mockingly, as they keep on walking.
( she is. far better than some of the doctor's previous company. you wouldn't catch her doing this with rose tyler, amy pond or, omega forbid, martha jones. )
" If I wanted to have any person, male or female or anything in between, of your pathetic little species, I simply would, Thing #1... or was it #2? " she feigns nonchalance at the subtle insult Miss Potts is giving her, but the disgust is real. Humanity was truly one of the vermin of the universe, and she would know about vermin.
( takes one to know one. )
"As a matter of fact, I could put your whole little island in a disarray of adoring fans. Did that once, too," she turns to Bill and gives her one of the signature Saxon smiles. The face is different, but Miss Potts is perceptive, she thinks she'll get the reference.
PROMPTS FROM PROJECT HAIL MARY * assorted dialogue from the book by andy weir, some lines reworked to suit a roleplay format, adjust as necessary
human beings have a remarkable ability to accept the abnormal and make it normal.
it'll be interesting to see how this plays out.
glad i could be part of it.
evolution is lazy.
i guess this is it.
your face is leaking.
i will miss you.
you're my friend. heck, you're my best friend.
we have figured this out.
got to love computers. they do all the thinking for you so you don't have to.
another day, another staff meeting.
who would have thought saving the world could be so boring?
does that mean it's not no? is that another yes?
you're not alone. neither of us are.
sometimes the stuff we all hate ends up being the only way to do things.
i'm a scientist!
now we're getting somewhere!
time for me to use science.
i'm hungry.
what's your name?
are all russians crazy?
when stupid ideas work, they become genius ideas.
do you believe in god?
i know it's a personal question.
it's like he's inviting us to explore the universe.
if i had a nickel for every time i wanted to smack a kid's parents for not teaching them even the most basic things... well... i'd have enough nickels to put in a sock and smack those parents with it.
this is happy!
your face opening is in sad mode.
we're pretty untrustworthy, but i don't want him to know that.
i'm smart enough to know that i'm stupid. that's progress.
you poked it with a stick?
it was a scientific poke with a very scientific stick.
work fast.
first i have to wait for my computer to wake up.
fist my bump.
usually you're not stupid.
once again, i'm struck by melancholy.
i have to save humanity first. stupid humanity. getting in the way of my hobbies.
oh thank god. i can't imagine explaining sleep to someone who had never heard of it.
if i can't do it for a while, i go insane and eventually die.
no need for concern.
we're as smart as evolution made us.
we're the minimum intelligence needed to ensure we can dominate our planet.
i spend a lot of time un-suiciding this suicide mission.
that's not creepy at all.
wait a minute! am i a guinea pig?
it's not like that.
no. you cannot die. you are my friend.
be careful.
i don't want to look dumb in front of the aliens.
math is not thinking. math is procedure.
at least i'm not alone.
aaaaand they're dead.
you get to watch your food cook without melting your face off.
the hardest part about working with aliens and saving humanity from extinction is constantly having to come up with names for stuff.
you are here!
you saved me!
set up the damn tunnel!
get back in your ship!
it gives me a feeling of control.
i'm on a suicide mission.
yes. there'll be wars.
see how easy it is?
all i have to do is tell you something you don't want to hear.
it's the kids of today that'll have to make the world of tomorrow work.
when you're stupid tired, accept that you're stupid tired. don't try to solve things right then.
want to meet up in the bathroom down the hall and have sex?
let's see what we can do when we really set our minds to it.
you want me to observe you sleep?
you're a coward and you always have been!
you avoid risk like the plague.

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"Swear it then, ya fuckin' cunt!" Chris yells, heaving it in his direction with a cackle that would put someone like Agatha Harkness to shame.
The Sorcerer Supreme of Earth has nothing to do, but sigh. There are times in his life in which he wonders what kind of karma he's burning with this kid.
" Then, I guess you fine with not eating DINNER tonight, right? " he yells in the direction he can hear her diabolical laughter coming from. " I just got it fresh from your favorite THAI place, you know? The one that's actually in Thailand? " he sits in the stairs and waits. Sometimes, all that the beast needs is some tribute.
" CHRISTINA WU! If you're using your damn boomerang inside the sanctum sanctorum AGAIN, I swear on the vishanti... "
@topshelfperverts