70 Taunting Enemies Prompts
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WARNINGS: VIOLENCE, CURSING, MENTION OF BLOOD. MENTION OF A GUN.
“Is that really all you got?”
“Come on, you can do better than that.”
“I’m not even sweating yet.”
“Think I broke more of a sweat
“I’m sure you can hit me if you try hard enough. I believe in you.”
“Why couldn’t the cops deal with you?”
“Honestly, if you weren’t threatening actual lives, you’d be more of a nuisance, really.”
“This is what I was called for? You?”
“Do you want me to slow down for you?”
“If it makes you feel better, I’ll let you get a hit in.”
“This is stupid. Goodnight.”
“Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll be good enough to beat me one day.”
“That actually hurt. Wow.”
“Compared to my usual crowd, you’re nothing.”
“Aw, you’re not hurt already, are you?”
“I was just playing. Surely you can take more.”
“Oh my, is that blood? Just from that?”
“You have to get through me!”
“I’ll make you regret saying that!”
“Then let me make this a little more challenging!”
“Of course it hurts, dipshit.”
“Stop— stop taunting me!”
“Fun? Fun? Don’t insult me.”
“I won’t let you get to them.”
“I’ll make sure you can’t hurt anybody else.”
“Over my grave, you bastard.”
“I’ll take you down if it’s the last thing I do.”
“If I can’t take you down, I will never forgive myself.”
“Try and move me, I dare you!”
“You’re gonna regret that!”
“You want to see what I can do?”
“Keep taunting me and see what happens.”
“I’ll give you one chance, walk away.”
“Fine, I guess we’re doing this.”
“Y’know, talking during fighting isn’t very professional!”
“Dammit, all right, here we go!”
You have a stupid smirk on your face, and I’m just trying to be serious. Why are you like this? Can we fight already?
Why are you taunting me? Stop— stop dancing. We’re in the middle of a fight.
When the cops/superhero/my friend told me what you were doing, I wanted to stay in bed. And now that I’m here, I’m thinking that maybe I should have.
Is that bomb fake or real. I can never tell with you.
I’m bleeding from your knife/kicks/punches, but I’m not gonna stop fighting until you’re finally taken down.
Every time you taunt me, I see red, and you know this. I should be stronger, but I’m not.
I won’t let you hurt the people I love. Not while I’m still breathing.
You notice that I’m breathing heavy, and you just keep smirking. I— I can keep going. I can.
We used to be friends, what happened to us? Why do we always have to fight?
If you’d just put that gun/remote/knife, we could go home, y’know? We don’t have to keep fighting.
You’re not fighting like you used to, what happened?
This is pathetic and a waste of my time, you’re in my way.
You’ve gotten weaker, I can’t help but let a smirk cross my lips, this is almost… funny.
You stumble against the wall with half-lidded eyes. It’d be so easy to just stroll by you, but for some reason, I can’t help but keep taunting you.
You hate me. I hate you. Yet, taunting you is one of my favorite things to do.
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