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Boo!

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PROMPTS FOR THE BIG MISUNDERSTANDING *  assorted dialogue for that trope i really hate but you know what, sometimes it's good to explore this stuff even if it makes me mad, adjust as necessary

i overheard you talking earlier.

do you actually love me, or was that a lie, too?

you made me fall in love with you.

you were lying to me this whole time.

i never meant for you to hear that.

oh, i know what you said. you don't need to explain it.

when were you going to tell me the truth?

i just said those things! i don't know what came over me!

so now i know the truth.

this is what i get for trusting you.

i never lied about how i felt.

you're making a big mistake.

i opened myself up to you, and this is how you treat me?

go. i don't want to look at you anymore.

you lied to my face.

you don't need to explain anything. i heard the truth.

i get it. i'll just slow you down.

this was never supposed to happen this way.

look, i'm sorry. can we please talk about this?

you could have been honest with me from the start.

what was this, some kind of game?

i didn't lie about that!

that was your plan all along, wasn't it?

you think you can just walk in, play with my heart, and leave?

you manipulated me this whole time.

now i see you for what you really are.

none of that is true, and you know it.

why won't you give me a chance to explain?

that's all i needed to know.

i was so stupid trusting you.

i never should have listened to you.

that's not what i said!

i was just saying those things to get [name] to leave!

you made it very clear where you stand.

might be better if i just leave now.

you never wanted me around anyway.

so this was all a game to you?

how did you hear that? who told you?

yes, i lied to you, but i didn't mean for it to get this far!

i didn't mean any of it!

and all this time, i thought you actually loved me.

what a fool i was to trust you.

the longer you stand there, the angrier i get.

i'm walking out of here, and i'm never coming back.

nothing you could say right now would make me change my mind.

oh, i heard you. i heard everything.

[name] told me you were lying.

i know what really happened. you can stop pretending.

were you ever going to tell me the truth, or were you planning on stringing me along forever?

so that's it? you're just leaving?

did you really mean what you said, or was that a lie too?

everything is called into question.

i didn't lie about my feelings for you.

as much as i'd love to believe you, i can't. not anymore.

they were right about you all along.

when they warned me about you, i didn't believe them.

i never want to see you again.

please pack your things.

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Don’t start pretending like you care about me! You think I didn’t see how you treated me? Like I was the plague itself!

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Owen Teague in MONTANA STORY (2021), directed by Scott McGehee and David Siegel.

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Starter for :: @blutweiss

It was an early morning in Boulder, everything was in that lovely shade of blue. It was unknown to anyone's knowledge why anyone would be up this early.. Much less why Harold was.

The dark haired young man leaned back on the bench as he looked out to the horizon of Boulder. He then glaced over seeing the blonde girl. "Morning..." He said with a soft smile. "It's kinda tranquil when it's this quiet, don't ya think?.." He asked her. Unlike everyone else Harold seen the apocalypse as a good thing and a reset in a sense.

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"TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON" PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue for demanding answers, adjust as necessary

say it again, slower this time.

i don't have much time to explain, but i'll try.

you need to tell me what's going on.

i can't help you if i don't know what's happening.

you said something earlier, but i think i missed it.

i'm not hiding anything. i'm just trying to protect you.

what were you trying to say to me?

there must be more to the story than this.

you're not telling me the full story. you're leaving things out.

why do you have to be so secretive about this?

i wish i could tell you the truth. i really do.

why can't we discuss this now?

what's preventing you from telling me the truth?

you know what happened, yet you're just going to keep it from me.

don't i have a right to know?

i'll never forgive you if you keep this from me.

you're just going to have to find out for yourself.

don't leave me in the dark.

since you don't want to tell me, you leave me no choice.

i want you to talk to me, tell me what happened.

i don't like it when you're evasive.

you're hiding something.

all right, i'll tell you what i know.

you have to promise to take this with a grain of salt.

if i could tell you the truth, i would.

some things are better left unsaid.

you wouldn't believe me if i told you.

i don't know the truth.

i can't remember what they told me.

the last time i tried to explain it, you laughed in my face.

there's no getting through to you, is there?

tell me what's happening. tell me what's going on.

i can't do anything without your information.

you're the only one who knows how to fix this.

there's always something more, isn't there?

what else did they tell you?

what did they whisper to you when you were leaving?

you're keeping something from me.

you've never been a good liar.

look into my eyes and tell me the truth.

i wish you would just be honest with me.

something happened, and i'm going to get to the bottom of it.

if you won't tell me, i'll find someone who will.

that doesn't help me, you know.

you could try to be a little more helpful.

you never answered my question.

were you ever going to tell me the truth?

i'd like you to be honest for once in your life.

if you really loved me, you'd tell me what happened.

i won't judge you. i just need to know what happened.

just let me warn you... you're not going to like what you hear.

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send me "be honest..." with a question your muse has been dying to ask mine and they'll answer truthfully.

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My great pleasure, this delightful post-apocalypse season will be to kill Mr. Stuart “Dog Cock” Redman. And just maybe… I’ll kill her, too.

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I bet on losing dogs - mitski // deborah williams

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ALWAYS AN ANGEL NEVER A GOD !!!

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Harold nodded as he listened to what Carrie had asked. "It's been pretty alright.. A little ups and down but nothing we can't bounce back from yet.." He said with a nervous chuckle.. For an optimist he was a bit pessimistic.. It could have been due to how he was raised but he tried to better that. "How about you? How's things been?.." He asked calmly not to cross a line with Carrie like he tended to do with people.

❛  if you need a shoulder to lean on or someone to listen, i'm here.  ❜ - @doomedbythenarrat

🐝  *  ―  𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. | accepting

"You're awful nice Harold. Are you and Frannie the only other survivors out there?" She asked. As far as she knew most if not all of Chamberlain was gone. From Mama to Tommy Ross and Coach Desjardin, everyone was gone. She tried not to think too much about it. Just as much as she tried not to think of the dreams she'd been having since.

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Harold looked up to Flagg then back down. Flagg had a point as much as Harold hated that.. He did.

"That was only half of it." He said with a quiet sign. "If-.." He stopped himself for a moment. "It could have worked if I didn't fumble my words or come off as strong as I did..."

There’s confusion on his face, almost looking at the other in disbelief. "How so?.." The brunette questions the older man. Harold tried to understand what Randall meant at that moment, mainly due to his curiousity getting the better of him.

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The lanky brunette thinks on the older man's question. "I Suppose..” His lips would curl as he gave a slight shrug, his hands still resting in his pockets.

“ Truthfully? I think that could be the reason.. I mean why else would humans be so unnerved with the idea of that.. Plus with all the weird shit that happens in Maine I wouldn't doubt it..” His lips pull into a thin line as he speaks genuinely.

“Why the hell are mannequins so creepy?” 

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There’s confusion on his face, almost looking at the other in disbelief. "How so?.." The brunette questions the older man. Harold tried to understand what Randall meant at that moment, mainly due to his curiousity getting the better of him.

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"spoke to soon, kid."

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my whole body is a dark chant    /    my whole being calls for an act of violence    (   the man in black  /  flagg,    of stephen king’s novels.    as foretold by doll.   )