#hylas writes

[lowpolyotakuconvention]

I was pruning old writing documents and found this goofy wip gem, where Kaz gives a codec style infodump about MSG to Big Boss

Can't believe I forgot about this.

[hylasnerdthing]

placeholder words are so fun

[hylasnerdthing]

thinking of a story for my Lockwood & Co ocs is actually really tough. I've made a whole section on ghost types, case ideas, etc, but I've recently dabbled with the thought of them being vigilantes, which makes a standard case format a bit less useful

[hylasnerdthing]

People are watching me. They are always watching me. Up on stage, the spotlight may be blinding, but I can feel those hundreds of eyes on me. Analysing me. Expecting something from me. I do what I’m supposed to: speak louder than I think I should, exaggerate my movements, make my face telling, keep the audience’s attention. If I fumble my words or drop a prop, I have to move on. The only time to dwell on mistakes is when the show is over. Still, did that person just laugh? They must have noticed, they all must have noticed. I turn up the show, moving on to the next part of my monologue. Just a little longer. A little longer in this godawful light and I’ll be out of view. I say my witty remark, hear only a handful laughs, then walk across the stage in that sickeningly cartoonish manner.

Scene change. I exit stage left, the crew around me preparing for what’s to come. I grab my water and sit down. The breath I take is shaky. Why do I have to be an actor? Really, why can’t I be one of those judging eyes? Little among many, indistinguishable in a crowd. Instead, I’m stuck on this platform. A display, curtains and all, for everyone to watch me mess up. I am a show for all to see. Every day of the week. Every day of my life. I don’t know how to do anything else. I have always been an actor. I will always be an actor.

Someone signals to me that I have to go on again soon. I nod, straighten myself, and get ready. Moments later, I’m on stage, playing it up for the audience. I always go back on stage. I always do it in the end. I don’t know why.