A Toxic Mind

Her name was Nessie Boardman. She had dark hair, porcelain skin, and bright blue eyes. One day, she was going to have her name up in lights. Eighteen. Former Snake. Ambitious Actress. Part-time Party Girl. Temporarily back in London Town. “I always had a repulsive need to be something more than human. I felt very puny as a human. I thought, 'Fuck that. I want to be a superhuman.'”

[thelochnessie]

deerhornes:

Oh, okay! Sorry. I thought they might blow away.

What is it?

A copy of a script that i’ve written a few notes on. 

[thelochnessie]

Don’t move that, if I get these pages shuffled up, I’m fucked. 

[thelochnessie]

All the World’s a Stage || Drabble

This wasn’t her niche, and Nessie was well aware of that. While she’d read loads of Shakespeare through the years, she’d never tried to preform it. She didn’t really know if she could pull off preforming it truth be told. It was a daunting task, but the auditions were open call, and she needed to get back to work. The free time was driving her insane, she needed a job and if it was background tree number four, then so be it. 

And yet, there was nothing more intimidating than standing in front of the doors of the infamous Globe Theatre. At least at this point in her life, and she doubted there ever would be again. 

This wasn’t some community production, and that made it all the more terrifying. There were actors who dedicated their lives to this specific art form, and she wasn’t sure if she could compete. But she wanted to try, she had always favored the grab the bull by the horns way of life, and Nessie Boardman was not about to back down now. 

It didn’t take very long for her to be called, the pressure of the moment only driving her harder as she took her place. Trying her hardest to swallow the nervous tone that threatened to seep into her monologue. She could do this, she had to keep telling herself that she could do this. 

That had all been days ago at this point, and now– now she was starting to give up. The phone’s ring shook her out of her thoughts. 

She was going to be Hermia, she was passible enough for A Midsummer Night’s Dream.

[thejestermillie]

Fair point. What’s for dinner?

[thelochnessie]

Nachos. I hope you’re in the mood for peppers cause I think I might’ve gone overboard. 

[thejestermillie]

‘M only a liiiittle bit late.

[thelochnessie]

You say that like I’d have been asleep or something in the first place. 

[thelochnessie]

I'm coming over for a sleepover around midnight. -The Person Not Giving You A Choice

Seeing as I’ve no choice in the matter, I’ll see you then. I’ve got something to tell you about when you get here. 

–The One Who’s Just Rolling With It

[roaringpeakes]

The final frontier.

[thelochnessie]

Are you really going Star Trek me right now? The least you could do is go into some long winded speech about a galaxy far away.

[roaringpeakes]

Yeahhhhhhh. Somethin’ about space.

[thelochnessie]

Obviously. 

[jj-dawlish-blog]

Such a shame.

[thelochnessie]

Not a fan of sobriety? Or just not a fan of singing while sober?

[roaringpeakes]

♫ And the stars- da da da- ♫

[thelochnessie]

♫Someone ran out of lyrics.♫

[jj-dawlish-blog]

You drunk?

[thelochnessie]

Not tonight.

[roaringpeakes]

♫ This is Major Tom to ground control. ♫

[thelochnessie]

♫I'm stepping through the door. And I'm floating in a most peculiar way.♫

[roaringpeakes]

♫ You’ve really made the grade. ♫

[thelochnessie]

♫ And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear. Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare. ♫

[roaringpeakes]

♫ Check ignition and may God’s love be with you. ♫

[thelochnessie]

♫ This is Ground Control to Major Tom. ♫

[fuckyesmichelletrachtenberg-blog]

Tonight was a delightful night had by all. After a brilliant cast dinner for my next movie, we ran into this amazing human on Hollywood Blvd. while on our way to bowling, and a picture taken by my director, Sean Hanish made the night….it’s about to go down! 🎬🎥🎳

[roaringpeakes]

♫ Take your protein pills and put your helmet on. ♫

[thelochnessie]

♫Ground Control to Major Tom. Commencing countdown, engines on.♫

[thelochnessie]

♫ Ground control to Major Tom. ♫