Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-25890122-20150809183622

Do you ever have those times when you feel like a drone? When your actions do not feel like your own? When you realize what was happening, you just brush it off as a habit. You are being controlled. Every bullet you take, every strangling you suffer and every leaf of hemlock that you eat is forgotten. You don't notice that you don't understand binary because the binary planted in you says you cant. Every word you type is just a press of a button that we might call A, X, or Circle. Our every step we take that we don't notice is just a simple tilt of a control stick. Every sleepless night is the duration that you aren't unplugged. The day we die is the day our players get bored while they doom another one of us. We have an equivalent to this in our world. Think of them to understand us, forever waiting for those dreaded letters are drilled in our head, "GG," flashing infinitely. 