( * THE WITCHER 3 PROMPTS !
trigger warnings for murder / war.
❛ you always were an unruly child. i adored that about you. now fly. ❜
❛ don’t blame yourself. ❜
❛ you don’t know how it is. to see someone you love die. because of you, for you. ❜
❛ who taught you to fight like this? ❜
❛ hatred and prejudice will never be eradicated. ❜
❛ to have a scapegoat — that’s the key. ❜
❛ kings die, realms fall, but magic endures. ❜
❛ i missed those awkward compliments of yours. ❜
❛ it’s bound to come in handy. and, each time it does, you will think of me. ❜
❛ do anything stupid, and i’ll kill you, too. ❜
❛ kill me if you must. i’ve nothin’ to live for anyway. ❜
❛ whisper to the wolves. tell them to stay away. ❜
❛ i was attacked — had to defend myself. ❜
❛ once i was free… i shall be free once more. ❜
❛ come on, let me give you a taste of my life. ❜
❛ well… some causes require a sacrifice. ❜
❛ done my fair share of fighting. wouldn’t carry a sword if i didn’t know how to use it. ❜
❛ have you killed humans? ❜
❛ i want to see how you manage in a fight, if you can fight at all. ❜
❛ nothing wrong with having a drink in good company. ❜
❛ i merely know when to indulge my pride, and when i must swallow it. ❜
❛ we can fight another time, in another place. where the walls have no ears. ❜
❛ next time you wonder why i’m so bitter… well, there’s your answer. ❜
❛ suddenly, i’ve an immense desire to drink. ❜
❛ i trust you have an explanation for this. a very good one. ❜
❛ i’ve had nothing but nightmares lately, pretty horrible. ❜
❛ i was afraid you were dead. ❜
❛ they’ll know where we’ve gone, they’ll know how to find me! ❜
❛ if i’m to die today, i wish to look smashing for the occasion. ❜
❛ women only ever beautify themselves for their own satisfaction. ❜
❛ always believed attack was the best defense. ❜
❛ don’t treat me like a child. ❜
❛ i like it when you smile. come here. everything will be all right. ❜
❛ i won’t let them take you, you know that? ❜
❛ you gotta keep clear, stay out of trouble. ❜
❛ i cannot hide forever. i must face them! ❜
❛ you humans are so… impractical. ❜
❛ i’ll remember your teachings always. and the sacrifice you made. ❜
❛ we all knew what we were signing up for. ❜
❛ no. i will flee no more. ❜
❛ lying didn’t always come easily to you. ❜
❛ we’ve done the hardest part. only got the pleasant bits now. ❜
❛ you worry too much. what will be, will be. ❜
❛ you were born to greatness. ❜
❛ appearances can be deceiving. ❜
❛ you’re so charming when you try to be funny. ❜
❛ we may not survive this. in fact, our chances are slim. ❜
❛ we’ve come a long way, and i’ll be damned if we’ve come to fail. ❜
❛ i admire your optimism. wish i shared it. ❜
❛ i wish to leave, go far away. and i’d like you to come with me. ❜
❛ you know me. nothing i like more than breaking rules. ❜
❛ what can you know about saving the world, silly? ❜
❛ you know who i am. and why i’m here. ❜
❛ how many have you already killed? how many more might you still? ❜
❛ i sense your pain. i see your fear. ❜
❛ i don’t feel a thing anymore. ❜
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“TICK, TICK… BOOM!” SENTENCE STARTERS
starters from the 2021 film version of jonathan larson’s musical. feel free to change pronouns, etc. some lines are somewhat suggestive.
note: i left out “sunday” and “real life” because the former doesn’t have anything that works for starters, really, and the latter is just one line repeated.
30/90
’ stop the clock. ’
’ time to regroup before you lose the bout. ’
’ back it up. ’
’ time to refocus. ’
’ the years are getting shorter. ’
’ the lines on your face are getting longer. ’
’ i feel like i’m treading water, but the riptide’s getting stronger. ’
’ don’t panic. ’
’ you can’t fight it. it’s like taxes. ’
’ at least it happens only once in your life. ’
’ they’re singing “happy birthday.” i just want to lay down and cry. ’
’ i just want to lay down and cry. ’
’ it’s not just another birthday. ’
’ why can’t i stay twenty-nine? hell, i still feel like i’m twenty-two. ’
’ turn thirty, bang! you’re dead. ’
’ what can you do? ’
’ try one more approach before you’re out of gas. ’
’ the hairs on your head are getting thinner. ’
’ i feel like a clean-up batter on a team that ain’t a winner. ’
’ at least you’re not alone. your friends are here, too. ’
’ i just wish i could run away. ’
’ who cares about a birthday? ’
’ can you be optimistic? ’
’ you’re no longer the ingenue. ’
’ emerald city’s gone to hell since the wizard blew off his command. ’
’ clock is ticking, that’s for certain. ’
’ i just wish it all were a dream. ’
’ it feels much more like doomsday. ’
’ seems like i’m in for a twister. i don’t see a rainbow, do you? ’
’ i want the spoils, but not too fast. ’
’ the world is calling. ’
’ why can’t i stay a child forever? ’
’ what can i do? ’
BOHO DAYS
’ this is the life. ’
’ shower’s in the kitchen. there might be some soap. ’
’ there’s dishes in the sink, brush your teeth if you can cope. ’
’ you’d better hope there’s a lightbulb in there. ’
’ the time is flying, and everything is dying. ’
’ i thought by now, i’d have a dog, a kid, a wife. ’
’ the ship is sort of sinking, so let’s start drinking before we start thinking: is this the life? ’
GREEN GREEN DRESS
’ you’re my juliet. ’
’ cool me down before i jump into your thighs. ’
’ what a pleasure to unwrap. ’
’ let’s find a chair where we can sit and talk. ’
’ maybe we could take a walk. ’
’ tell me what you’re thinking. talk about your day. ’
’ tell me what to do—i’ll do anything you say. ’
’ can i hear you laugh, babe? ’
’ can you make me smile? i’ll forget what’s on my mind for a while? ’
’ can i tie you up, love? ’
’ can i tie you up, love? if you tell me yes, i’ll unbutton every button down your green dress. ’
NO MORE
’ no more walking thirteen blocks with thirty pounds of laundry in the freezing dead of winter. ’
’ no more walking up six flights of stairs, or throwing down the key because there’s no buzzer. ’
’ hello to my walk-in closets, tidy as park avenue. hello, my butcher block table. i could get used to you. ’
’ i could get used to you. ’
’ no more noxious fumes from gas heaters that are illegal, or will blow up while you are sleeping.’
’ no more taking a shower in the kitchen while my roommate’s eating breakfast, and i’m getting water on his corn flakes. ’
’ we’re moving on up to the east side, to a deluxe apartment in the sky. ’
’ hello dear fellow, how do you do? ’
JOHNNY CAN’T DECIDE
’ break of day, the dawn is here, i’m up and pacing. ’
’ compromise, or persevere? ’
’ i have no guide. i want to hide. ’
’ can i make my mark if i give up my spark? ’
’ i can’t decide. ’
’ you long to live by the sea. you’re through with competition. you want a life with me—i’ve got a tough decision. ’
’ can i settle down and still not drown? ’
’ you’re gonna have it all. your luck will never end. i’m backed against the wall. ’
’ ambition eats right through you. ’
’ i don’t see why you hold so tight to the things that you feel are true. ’
’ how can you soar when you’re nailed to the floor? ’
’ how do you know when it’s time to let go? ’
PLAY GAME
’ walk through times square, and what do you see? ugliness where architecture used to be. ’
’ the glamor and style have been replaced by gaud. ’
’ it’s just like america: lacking innovation, just getting by on glitz and reputation. ’
’ so what if it’s crap? at least you won’t write for free. ’
’ make thousands of dollars for a first draft, and your life won’t depend on whether frank rich laughed. just forget shakespeare, beckett, moliere. ’
THERAPY
’ i feel bad that you feel bad. ’
’ i feel bad that you feel bad about me feeling bad. ’
’ i was afraid that you’d be afraid if i told you i was afraid of intimacy. ’
’ if you don’t have a problem with my problem, maybe the problem’s simply co-dependency. ’
’ when i said “no,” i meant “yes, i know. ’
’ now i know that you knew that i knew you adored me. ’
’ the ring was the wrong thing to bring, if you meant what you said when you said rings bore you. ’
’ i’m not mad that you got mad. ’
’ you said i should go drop dead! ’
’ i thought you thought i reacted shallowly. ’
’ now it’s out in the open. now it’s off our chests. ’
’ now it’s 4 a.m. ’
’ it’s too late to screw. let’s just get some rest. ’
SWIMMING
’ i hate this locker room. ’
’ why won’t she answer my calls? ’
’ pump up the volume. ’
’ how’s the water? ’
’ there’s that girl. ’
’ this guy’s too slow. ’
’ can i make it to forty? ’
’ keep the shoulder down. ’
COME TO YOUR SENSES
’ you’re on the air. i’m underground. ’
’ the signal’s fading. ’
’ for you, i would do anything. ’
’ you’ve turned off the volume just when i’ve begun to sing. ’
’ come to your senses! defenses are not the way to go, and you know—or at least, you knew. ’
’ everything’s strange. ’
’ you’ve changed. ’
’ i don’t know what to do to get through to you. ’
’ i have to laugh. we sure put on a show. ’
’ love is passe in this day and age. how can we expect it to grow? ’
’ you as the knight, me as the queen… all i’ve got tonight is just static on a screen. ’
’ the fences inside are not for real if we feel as we did—and i do. ’
’ can’t you recall when this all began? it was only you and me. ’
’ now, the air is filled with confusion. we’ve replaced care with illusion. ’
’ it’s cool to be cold. ’
’ nothing lasts anymore. love becomes disposable. ’
’ suspense is fine, if you’re just an empty image emanating out of a screen. ’
’ baby, be real. ’
’ baby, you can feel again. ’
’ you don’t need a music box melody to know what i mean. ’
’ deep in my eyes, what do you see? ’
’ listen to me. ’
WHY
’ when i was nine, we entered a talent show down at the y. you couldn’t sing, but i said "no one cares.” ’
’ we sang it over and over and over until we got it right. ’
’ when we emerged, three o'clock sun had made the grass into hay, and i thought: hey, what a way to spend a day. ’
’ i make a vow, right here and now: i’m gonna spend my time this way. ’
’ i wonder now: am i cut out to spend my time this way? ’
’ i’m gonna spend my time this way. ’
LOUDER THAN WORDS
’ why do we play with fire? ’
’ why do we leave our hand on the stove, although we know we’re in for some pain? ’
’ why do we refuse to hang a light when the streets are dangerous? ’
’ why does it take an accident before the truth gets through to us? ’
’ cages or wings, which do you prefer? ’
’ fear or love? ’
’ fear or love? baby, don’t say the answer: actions speak louder than words. ’
’ why should we try to be our best when we can just get by and still gain? ’
’ why do we nod our heads although we know the boss is wrong as rain? ’
’ why should we blaze a trail when the well-worn path seems safe and so inviting? ’
’ how could i see the dismay and keep from fighting? ’
’ cages or wings, which do you prefer? ask the birds. ’
’ what does it take to wake up a generation? ’
’ how can you make someone take off and fly? ’
’ if we don’t wake up and shake up the nation, we’ll eat the dust of the world wondering why. ’
’ why do we stay with lovers who we know, down deep, just aren’t right? ’
’ why would we rather put ourselves through hell than sleep alone at night? ’
’ why does it take catastrophe to start a revolution? ’
’ if we’re so free, tell me why so many people bleed. ’
’ actions speak louder than words. ’
OUT OF MY DREAMS
’ we can stay out all night and kiss on the street. ’
’ we can stay in bed, love all day. ’
’ i go to work with my mind on you, anticipating what we’re going to do. ’
’ you left my life. stay out of my dreams. ’
’ was it just a dream? ’
’ stay far away. ’
ONLY TAKES A FEW
’ almost missed this one. ’
’ sure beats living in town. ’
’ the beaches are half a mile away. ’
’ it doesn’t matter much to me. ’
’ it only takes a few cents more to go first class. ’
’ it’s called quintessence. ’
’ lobster okay? ’
’ there’ll be enough for the guy in the attic—what’s his name? ’
’ i remember now what living is. ’
’ watch your step! ’
’ long live the island. ’
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