dialogue prompts from the underground: animorphs #17 by k.a. applegate.
i don't give out my last name. no offense.
you're very... responsible.
you do like to cling to your pathetic little dreams, don't you?
this society is way too celebrity-obsessed.
every time we start taking something for granted, we end up getting hammered.
oh, fine. don't laugh. i don't care.
you aren't always so careful.
as far as i'm concerned, i'm responsible for me.
who are you? what are you doing here?
i'm not one to be talking about 'weird'.
i'm tired of telling stories no one believes.
i promise you, i won't laugh.
something about this doesn't feel totally okay.
you can't win if you're not prepared to be a little ruthless. it's a question of balance.
things have gotten more and more confused for all of us, i guess.
the words 'we have to win' are the first four steps on the road to hell.
i kind of like math. it's something that's the same for all humans, or whatever.
this just gets to be more and more fun, doesn't it?
if you're scared, i'll go first.
stop torturing yourself. it's going to be okay.
i think this whole thing has been cursed, and i think it's all my fault.
how about if we just get out of this place?
everyone in a group has a role to play.
sometimes it's hard to get out of a role, once you've started playing the part.
i just love risking my life for a 'maybe'.
maybe there's still some way to stay alive.
i see what's right in front of me. i'm good at taking action.
some butt is gonna get kicked.
you always hold your ground. i have to admire that.