This is from the ranting thread but wanted to put it here because.... well because.
How would you describe that it tastes like, Rebel?
My first vision was of stars which somehow equated to popping candy in my mind.
Then after a bit more thought, I figured it tastes like strong, cold, black coffee.
Are either of those close to what you intended? Obviously I don't know in what context the quote is meant to be so I'm just guessing it's a kiss?
CT: Actual thoughts in colour. Just wanted to see what it would have read like if I'd literally only put down my actual thoughts instead of elaborating on them.
The haunted museum walkthrough was fine. I got a bit disoriented trying to follow the rope in the dark and nearly went beyond it onto the prop scene.
The actors and actresses were really good. BodyFX did a brilliant job on their makeups. The only things that really made me jump were the
fudging mannequins they placed in random corners.
Funny that.
Oh, and the nun. Sheesh. She had the typical bloody tears and stuff. But she kept coming right up to every person who walked through, and I mean right up in their face, and
whispered "you'regoingtobeoursacrifice" over and over and over again so friggin fast. Don't know how she didn't get tongue tied but wow. That
creeped me out. She came up next to me and whispered in my ear, she was like a shadow next to me, I kept waiting for her to accidentally bump into me or touch me but she didn't. And all I ended up doing was closing my eye on the side she was on. Like. OMG, I can't look at you right now.
Of course, I was the
last in line. Exactly what I wanted to avoid. The last ones always get it worse. And then when I was going down the stairs and looked back, she was HANGING over the railing to watch me go.
I have to say I'm proud I didn't scream, not even once. Everybody else predicted I'd be the loudest in the group but I
didn't make a peep. Too tired, you see. I did feel like I'd been holding my breath the whole time when we finished though.