{"id":762,"date":"2025-10-29T02:44:25","date_gmt":"2025-10-29T02:44:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thebopo.com\/?page_id=762"},"modified":"2025-10-29T02:44:25","modified_gmt":"2025-10-29T02:44:25","slug":"writing-samples","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/thebopo.com\/?page_id=762","title":{"rendered":"Writing Samples"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><strong>Witcher Cutscene Dialogue Writing Sample<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>*Geralt finds the Cursed Sorceress he had been tasked to find wandering amiably in the woods, mumbling incoherently.*<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Geralt:<\/strong> \u201cJoale.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>*The Cursed Sorceress moans in response.*<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Cursed Sorceress, Joale:<\/strong> \u201cYou\u2019re not supposed to be here. This is my one moment of clarity. The smallest time where I can see my life clearly, and you\u2019re interrupting it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Geralt:<\/strong> \u201cThere are small pains in all of us. Scars laced in our skin. Aches latched in our bones. Memories\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Cursed Sorcereress, Joale:<\/strong> \u201cStop. You don\u2019t have anything significant to offer me in the likes of wisdom, insight, truth. You lie to yourself, I can see your lies swarming you like a venomous cloud of locusts. You are tainted with what you preach, Witcher.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>*The Cursed Sorceress gasps suddenly, her head twitching right to left for a few seconds before she settles and sighs.*<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Geralt:<\/strong> \u201cHm. Where do you think you are?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Cursed Sorceress Joale:<\/strong> \u201cI think I am precisely where I am. With unwanted company in a world that stifles me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Geralt:<\/strong> \u201cWho lied to you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Cursed Sorceress, Joale:<\/strong> \u201cYou.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Geralt:<\/strong> \u201cWho am I?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Cursed Sorceress, Joale:<\/strong> \u201cMy son. My beautiful son. Wretched turd of my ilk that I cannot refuse. Why are <em>you<\/em> here?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Geralt (As the Son, Vali):<\/strong> \u201cI just wanted to see you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><br><strong>Cursed Sorceress, Joale:<\/strong> \u201cYou used to lie better. Am I not worth your effort? Your own mother\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Geralt (As the Son, Vali):<\/strong> \u201cI\u2019m not lying. Look at me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>*The Cursed Sorceress turns to see, where Geralt is standing, her son Vali.*<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Cursed Sorceress, Joale:<\/strong> \u201cYou haven\u2019t aged a day. The youth of a boy who lies as easily as he breathes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Geralt (As the Son, Vali):<\/strong> \u201cWhat did I lie to you about?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>*The Cursed Sorceress laughs giddily which then morphs into a cackling, pained howl*<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Cursed Sorceress, Joale:<\/strong> \u201cYou are the one who cursed me. You thought that the magic would chase the memory away, but you were wrong <em>BOY!<\/em> I remember that day you betrayed me and that day only. I am only the version of me on the worst day of my life. Who I was before has melted away. You melted me away. Why can\u2019t I leave this day, Vali? Why don\u2019t you let me leave now?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Geralt (As the Son, Vali):<\/strong> \u201cWhy did I curse you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Cursed Sorceress, Joale:<\/strong> \u201cOnly a mother\u2019s love can endure a boy\u2019s ambitions.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>*Boss fight begins.*<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Witcher Cutscene Dialogue Writing Sample *Geralt finds the Cursed Sorceress he had been tasked to find wandering amiably in the woods, mumbling incoherently.* Geralt: \u201cJoale.\u201d&#8230;<\/p>\n<div class=\"more-link-wrapper\"><a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/thebopo.com\/?page_id=762\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Writing Samples<\/span><\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-762","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry","entry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thebopo.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/762","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thebopo.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thebopo.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thebopo.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thebopo.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=762"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thebopo.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/762\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":763,"href":"https:\/\/thebopo.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/762\/revisions\/763"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thebopo.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=762"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}