Describe a feeling or sensation and whoever guesses what it is wins
I'll start
"Every movement feels like an explosion, you can feel the world around you, and your vision has very low fps"
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5 回覆BEGINNING TRANSMISSION: (Low melodious hum.) There is no one left in the world; no one there to help you out of this darkness. What was once home, is now a foreign land of nightmarish ideas. It is a place where phobias are alive and as... as real as you and I. Haha, but who is really real? We... me... I cannot feel as I once did and no one can hear my cries. "Why... why are they doing this?" "I cannot tell you." But he can hear me... that figure standing in a spot in my head, just starring at me as if he knew me. "Why are you here?" "I cannot tell you." "Well tell me something!" It can't be... I refuse that idea, but I am feeling cold. "Do you have a name?" "I have many." At least I got an answer, however it was to late for me to feel anything other than sadness and despair. Then it dawned on me... "Am I..." "Yes." ENDING TRANSMISSION:
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1 回覆It is scary at first,dull yet sharp. we don't like to think about it all that much, yet it remains just out of our sight until its time.
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6 回覆"You look in the mirror and don't recognize who you see, you see short hair where it should be long and facial hair where there should be smooth cheeks. You talk and hear someone else's voice, yours can't be that deep and when you look down you see something that does not belong there" Easy one this.
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This is from a film [quote]: We wanna go somewhere else. We're not threatened by people anymore. All our insecurities have evaporated. We're in the clouds now. We're wide open. We're spacemen orbiting the earth. The world looks beautiful from here, man. We're nympholeptics, desiring for the unobtainable. We risk sanity for moments of temporary enlightenment. So many ideas. So little memory. The last thought killed by anticipation of the next. We embrace an overwhelming feeling of love. We flow in unison. We're together. I wish this was real. We want a universal level of togetherness, where we're comfortable with everyone. We're in rhythm. Part of a movement. A movement to escape. We wave goodbye. Ultimately, we just want to be happy. Heh, yeah, hang on, what the -blam!- was I just talking about[/quote]
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2 回覆由SkilPhil編輯: 6/13/2014 3:13:44 AM
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2 回覆Easy one but it may mislead you at first: You are nervous, as you always are about this time. You feel the weight of your arms in front of you as they cradle your dependent in your hand; as your dependent cradles your shoulder too. Your best hand tightens slowly and your eyes jerk as your body reels back in a sudden spur of motion. Your nerves are settled but your heart is not. Again. Your heart beats faster. Again. Your face breaks open with a slight grin. Again. Your only focus is with what your eyes lay. Again... Again... Again... ANSWER IN SPOILERS [spoiler]Recoil.[/spoiler]
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1 回覆由Banfiltrat0rN7編輯: 6/12/2014 9:48:57 PM
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2 回覆When you do everything just right and your motions flow together perfectly, you're too good and on top of the world, these fools ain't got shit
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12 回覆由Sandtrap編輯: 6/12/2014 4:14:33 PMYou're stunned. You don't know where you are or how you got there. The world doesn't look right, doesn't feel right. And, as you start to move, you realize, that there's pain. And a lot of it. Edit: Swanky got it. Getting hit by a vehicle.
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