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Describe what you’re doing as if someone’s narrating your life.
Bonus points if that someone is Samuel L. JacksonApr 27, 2021
Bonus points if that someone is Samuel L. JacksonApr 27, 2021
#question
#narration
#joke
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Lin sits cross-legged on her twin-sized bed. Her eyes blankly stare in front of the screen of her laptop, which was on a make-shift desk at her right. It comprised of an armchair and a coffee table. It was ten minutes until 9. Does she want to stay up and draw? Or does she want to stay up and watch Youtube videos until the late hour?
She turns off her laptop. I guess it's the usual.
She turns off her laptop. I guess it's the usual.
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Jink rubbed her jaw as she prepares for bed. It was like someone had cinched the two jaw bones tightly together and it was causing her head to ache. This was a common occurrence, though, it comes with the disorder. She laid down with her stuffed animal and turned on her phone. As she typed away, she caught a light shining through her window. Mrs. Jink returned home from work, finally. She’d be upset to find her daughter’s eyes glued to a screen so late at night, yet Jink was reluctant succumb to sleep. She didn’t look forward to waking up early and go to a class she was failing for 3 hours straight.
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•The boi lies on his bed holding his tablet to his face patiently waiting for a friend to reply on the phone next to him. As he does he casually stumbles upon a post asking him to narrate whatever he is doing and without a second thought he accepts the challenge. With a emotionless expression on his face he begins to type his current actions for he is doing nothing else. He gets a message from his friend and his emotionless face turns to surprise in realization that he has no idea how to 1 on 1 text without being awkward, will he mess this up? Probably, but he will do it anyways regardless of what cringeworthy event follows. He has run out of things to type, his mind begins to wander and he neglects his attention and legit forgot what I was doing darn.
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•She was staring at a screen, expression completely blank, eyes not blinking. A monotonous voice was speaking to her through a cable connected her ears, giving instructions and explaining... physics. There was no sign of life, other than the constant thumping of her heart. Two solid minutes of physics had passed. Finally, she sighed. "Dammit," she muttered as she clicked on the Google Chrome icon, revealing an anime site beneath Microsoft Teams, where her online classes were conducted. A spark glinted in her eye as she clicked on 'Play'. Perhaps she would regret it later, but alas, she was only human.
lol this was fun XD
lol this was fun XD
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•She sits on her bed in her quite room while staring at the blank sketchbook pages before her while she watches a video from Jimmy snow. Ideas flow through her mind, but due to her attention span of a goldfish, she remain stagnant in her actions. But her ever growing desire to draw more buff ladies is filling her with determination.
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•As we see here in a messy kitchen we Travis dancing stupidly at a number to entertain his nephew while waiting for the brownies to bake. It is a a sight of blissful innocence
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•As she sat quietly, the features of her face continuously curled in frustration. Her left fist clenching, she had been trying to animate for the past hour and had just then realized that it looked like literal crap. Nonetheless she would not be so easily defeated, pushing on, she redrew frame after frame in a incoherent rage... finally she sat back, her jaw unclenched. Looking at what she had done. Silently she whispered “Never again, never.” 
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•She lied there with her dog beside her. On her phone, as always, forever wanting to do something, anything, but exhaustion always set in and blocked her path of progression. She wondered to herself "what will tomorrow be like?" Although truthfully she already knew the answer. Another hard day oh barn work, however for right now she was not the stable girl everyone knew, she was just a girl laying om her bed, telling her story next to her dog.
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•And there she goes on her phone again. How many YouTube videos is she going to watch? And how much of her essay does she have done— oh, would you look at that, a single paragraph. And how can someone eat that much edible cookie dough in one sitting?!? Truly, the pinnacle of human achievement.
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•He sat in the dark, on the bed as to be expected. Their brain was buzzing with art ideas, but they couldn't quite bother to get up. Xe simply scrolled mindlessly through their phone while music played from xir Spotify. Perhaps tommorow xe will be productive. Time can only tell.
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She was sitting inside the tiny room full of books and boxes, listening to the crackling fireplace and thunderstorm sounds. Sadly, it wasn't real, as she was hoping. Her face features were eliminated from the light of her tablet as she stroke the pen against the screen and hummed...
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