(this is for the ship rp thing)
As you're working on drawing maps, you suddenly hear a voice from all around you. "As Axo worked on another of his many maps he thought to himself. "Is this really what I want to be doing for the rest of my life? Will I ever go outside or take a break? Was I even allowed?" As he wondered this he suddenly became aware of a voice that was dictating what he was doing and thinking. "Have I gone insane? Surely I must have if I'm hearing a voice in my head." He thought." The voice says. The way the voice talks, you can almost hear the subtle smirk on their face.
I was sure I heard... something.
it was my own voice, a voice narrating my thoughts, yes, but was it my inner dialogue or an outside force?
Did I even have an inner dialogue to begin with? Was this just the voice again? Was this a trap?
I'd... I'd rather ignore it. Whatever that was, it was intrusive. A what-if. It's my passion, my job after all, one i researched and chose and one I knows is sometimes taxing. But worth it.
He continues to sketch the next map, breathing a creation and a worldview out of nothing but ink and a memory.
Documents of the world are lost to time, if not recorded, after all.
but if it continued to mess with me, I might as well take it up with the captain. He'd have an answer, wouldn't he?
