BARITONES

[idolpro]

This room is not real.

That's the first thought that crosses your mind as soon as your consciousness comes back up. You're not even sure if that's your own thought, but the feeling doesn't leave no matter how much time has passed. The room looks nice and cozy, but everything feels wrong. You don't belong here, you're you, aren't you?

Aren't you?

You'll soon notice that there are other things that just isn't right. You can talk, but is your mouth moving? You can see, but are your eyes blinking? You also have ball joints. Nothing hurts, and you're fine, but it's a little weird.

Comments

Re: DISCUSSION

[mourningson]

...noted.

Re: DISCUSSION

[temperedinpride]

I do hope you reach satisfaction as you like with her, but we play games for business, not pleasure.

Re: DISCUSSION

[mourningson]

It's possible to enjoy your work. Is that not the dream? "Do what you love?"

Re: DISCUSSION

[temperedinpride]

Ah, but we would all have to be united in the grudge for that.

Re: DISCUSSION

[mourningson]

In due time, then. It's always winter in my heart, so it's only time before it's become winter here, too.

Re: DISCUSSION

[temperedinpride]

How poetic. In any case hope is an excellent suggestion.