BunBun
Follow me down the rabbit hole.
A camera turns on. Its focus a bit blurry from the subject being too close and the quality was terrible, probably due to the cheap brand. It didn't seem to matter though. As the subject moves back, it finally appears with a face: a women. She accidentally knocks the camera over causing the recording to jolt. She straightens it out and moves back again, arms and hands frozen in place as if ready to catch the knock-off camera if it did anything. When she seemed satisfied it would stay, she goes further back and grabs a chair. Placing it a few feet in front of the camera, she plops herself down on the fold-able chair and stares at the camera then begins to speak.
Date is March 9, 2016. Time is currently ten-forty pm and counting. Day one.
I'm Scarlett Baxxer. Also known as Scar. I'm currently 24 years old and... sigh... this is stupid... but I am... I'm recording my... conditions as per what my psychiatrist recommended...
He assumes I have a mental problem. Isn't that funny? Says I have delusional disorder. I do not... yeah, that's what I told him... will you quit it, I'm doing this stupid ass thing... Anyways, I'll be logging all my days just to please this fucker. So until tomorrow.
The camera continues to record as she babbles to herself while getting up and going to the camera. The end recording button is pushed and the screen goes from showing the room to pitch black.
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This is about Scarlett Baxxer's life and how her hallucinations have become a daily existence for her. Especially two who seem to be her good and bad conscious. I'll need two role players to be those hallucinations. Anyone interested?
Date is March 9, 2016. Time is currently ten-forty pm and counting. Day one.
I'm Scarlett Baxxer. Also known as Scar. I'm currently 24 years old and... sigh... this is stupid... but I am... I'm recording my... conditions as per what my psychiatrist recommended...
He assumes I have a mental problem. Isn't that funny? Says I have delusional disorder. I do not... yeah, that's what I told him... will you quit it, I'm doing this stupid ass thing... Anyways, I'll be logging all my days just to please this fucker. So until tomorrow.
The camera continues to record as she babbles to herself while getting up and going to the camera. The end recording button is pushed and the screen goes from showing the room to pitch black.
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This is about Scarlett Baxxer's life and how her hallucinations have become a daily existence for her. Especially two who seem to be her good and bad conscious. I'll need two role players to be those hallucinations. Anyone interested?
