!!!DISCLAIMER!!!
YOU ARE ALL BEAUTIFUL!!!
THIS IS JUST WHAT I SAW AND WITNESSED AS PEOPLE WRITING A SCRIPT!
I INCLUDED CHOICES FOR ALL BUT PLEASE REMEMBER YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL AND LOVED!Now back to the scheduled programming :)
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I woke up at 8 am ready to script.
This was so I'd be tired enough to shift and would stay for as long as possible.
So, I went onto writing.
My Script
Physical appearance:
-My eye color: (desired eye color)
-My hair: (desired hair type)
-I have acne/no acne
-My body shape: (desired body shape)
-Height: (desired height)
-My smell: (desired smell)My characteristics:
- I cannot get seriously ill
- I have a really high pain toleranceRealities:
- I have my phone in my desired reality
- My waiting room looks like a studio
- It smells like plants
- One minute in my current reality is one day in my desired reality
- I will pick up where I left off when I shift
- My safe phrase is, y/n's melody ( I only shift back when I say my safe phrase with intent of shifting back to my Current Reality.)
- I may wander freely in my desired reality and go beyond the studio.And, done.
This better fucking work, I am NOT in the mood to listen to Ms. Liebler rant about her cat and her divorce tomorrow.
I finished writing fairly quickly, yet I was still exhausted. So, I put on the closest thing I had to pajamas. A black tank top with a green dragon on the front, and black sweatpants. I put my hair into a messy bun and went to lay down, and decided to take a quick nap. I settled in and set my alarm to wake me up at 6:30 that evening.
The alarm never went off.
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ava has some things to say:
okay, so i know the first two chapters were short but it's about to get longer so stay tuned for that!!
xxx
word count✿: 263 words.
date completed☆: december 31st, 2020
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