American Idiot (dialogue) sentence starters
from the broadway musical. some have been adapted slightly to work better for rp purposes. change pronouns as required!
trigger warnings: drug mentions
“I jerked off into oblivion last night.”
“Today I forgot to shower… again.”
“Oh well, it doesn’t matter.”
“Blah fucking blah.”
“My stepdad… that motherfucker.”
“I think I’m beginning to notice a pattern here.”
“Oh shit, is this my life?”
“More beer! 7-Eleven, right now.”
“Let’s start a war, shall we?”
“Are we gonna waste our lives, or are we gonna get the fuck out of here?”
“Take one last look at this shithole.”
“These are our tickets out of here.”
“You saved my fucking life.”
“Actually, I stole the money from my mom’s dresser.”
“That’s what I’ve been saying.”
“There’s a resistance occurring, you bastard.”
“Everything is so fucking black and white.”
“The good guys ain’t wearing red, white, or blue.”
“It sucks that you are not here.”
“All you ever do is sleep.”
“This place is big enough for all the fuck ups.”
“I got plans, baby.”
“The end of the world is over.”
“What the fuck?”
“Nobody seems to agree on anything these days.”
“Is life imitating me or is rage imitating life?”
“I feel like a knife in the heart.”
“It is splitting my head open.”
“No friends, no girls — I need both.”
“I shot drugs for the first time today.”
“Now we’re getting somewhere. Nowhere.”
“We don’t need no stinkin’ badges!”
“Oh baby, baby, it’s fuck time!”
“What? Who said that?”
“Oh my god, I forgot to take a shower again.”
“You were right — I did make a friend at camp.”
“My heart is like a bomb.”
“She knows I’m full of shit, but she thinks I’m cute. Or is it the opposite?”
“I’m taking you to a show tonight. The band will probably suck…but I’ll be with you.”
“It burned your dreams into the ground.”
“Remember to learn to forget.”
“I’m not stoned, I’m just fucked up.”
“I never liked you anyway.”
“Don’t wait up!”
“I knew you’d be proud.”
“Time to wake up.”
“I sold my guitar to get a bus ticket home.”
“Met the girl of my dreams, but I’m dead to her now.”
“I’m coming home in victory.”
“First stop, convenience store.”
“I got lies to tell.”
“Glory never felt so good.”
“You were just too stupid to notice.”
“That’s why I love you.”
“Take a fucking shower!”
“And that was that.”
“Is this the end or the beginning?”
“She was right: I am an idiot.”
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inruins.
how many different ways has he played this out? anything from the goddamn silent treatment, a single punch, to beating him bloody. he’d take it all, ‘cause yeah, he probably deserves it. (maybe johnny deserves it, too; tunny was drowning, in that fucking tiny room, and johnny didn’t throw him a lifejacket. the army did that.) it’s not like there’s anything johnny could do to him that’d hurt more than what he’s been through — that could make tunny wish he was dead any more than he already does. and yet the restraint…it makes his eyes sting. ❝ alright. ❞ his gaze drops to his boots, one filled with metal instead of flesh. ❝ missed you, man. i wanted to call, but— ❞
(i didn’t know where you were. i didn’t know if you’d pick up. i didn’t know if you’d care.)
he can’t help but think about what would have happened if he had just stayed or if they hadn’t even left jingletown. in hindsight, it could have been the better option. an unfortunate thought to think their suburban hellhole would somehow be better. ❝ i--- ❞ he cuts himself off, taking a moment to chew on his lip. out of everything that’s happened; the drugs, the abandonment issues, the dull job that made him want to blow out his god damn brains---he can’t remember being this nervous. everything’s changed.
❝ i missed you too man. ❞ that may be a bit of an understatement. once he left, everything spiraled out of control, he got out of control. ending up alone wasn’t part of the plan. it was supposed to be them and will against the world, not an ending where they all separate. a sharp inhale before he continues, ❝ i didn’t know if i’d see you again, really. ❞
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inruins.
( @suburbanruins / starter call )
❝ so… ❞ tunny has never been awkward a day in his life…but he’s never had to care what someone thought about him before. (he can count the number of people whose opinions matter to him on one hand. johnny is fucking number one—but he might’ve fucked all that up. betrayal is a wound that doesn’t heal easily, and tunny should know. he’s still bleeding.) he clears his throat, thumb picking at the seam of his crutch’s plastic handle. ❝ you still wanna deck me? i’ll give you a free pass. ❞
he’s played out the scenario in his head a thousand times before and it’s always ended in giving him a nice sucker punch. he’s held onto so much resentment for him leaving, there wasn’t really much to leave to the imagination. except now that he’s standing in front of him, he realizes things aren’t so fucking black and white. anger, betrayal, bitterness---all emotions still prominent but he wasn’t quite expecting the worry or the relief. fists clench and he turns his gaze for a moment as if not seeing him would somehow make this decision easier. it doesn’t. ❝ i’m not gonna hit you. ❞
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godforsakenthing.
“You always this involved in conversation or am I just special?”
He only just resisted the urge to snap his fingers in front of the kid’s face. “I’m asking about the kids that went missing. Did you know them?” Dean gestures down the street, to the corner.
“That’s where they were last seen. Disappeared in broad daylight.”
a roll of his eyes before he plays along just to be that asshole. ❝ you’re special. ❞
gaze turns out the window for a moment. ❝ wasn’t super close to them or anything, but i knew ‘em. ❞ he turns his focus back to the stranger before resting his head in his hand. ❝ ever think they maybe just found somewhere new to hang out? ❞ a pause, ❝ you a cop or something? ❞
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moonsworn.
“mm, not long.” to be completely honest, she’s not even completely sure of what day it is. “did you get high without me?” she can’t help but pout at him, as if she hasn’t just spent the past few hours getting high on her own. “so what are we doing today, johnny boy?”
❝ me? get high without you? ❞ a pause. he gives a nod without even trying to deny it first, ❝ actually yeah, i did. ❞ he shrugs, ❝ don’t know. depends if you got cash. ❞
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