Still stuck in mun's head

[whatisreality]

You! I am convinced I am to remain stuck in this place you call 'head space' for eternity. If you're not going to do something with me then let me go back to my world. I have better things to do than sit around here, collecting dust.

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[bank_shot]

From what I understand, these so-called muns have little concern for our desires.

Mister...?

[whatisreality]

So I've noticed.

Dr. Daniel Pierce. And you are?

[bank_shot]

Arnold Rothstein. What a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Doctor.

I've been here only a short while, but already I begin to suspect that many of us serve primarily as puppets. [What a horrible notion.]

[whatisreality]

The writer dragged me into her head and made this journal within hours of my show's first episode back last July and she hasn't done much of anything since then except procrastinate. You've got a fun time ahead of waiting and waiting and waiting if your mun is like mine.

[bank_shot]

Seems like a tease, not to mention an inconvenience. [And a bore.]

Surely you can find some way of occupying your time and advancing yourself. There is always an open door for the man who seeks to find it.

This individual who presumes to hold my strings shows little promise. I am not a man to remain idle, and I intend to make my way with or without her assent.

[ihearyouthink]

[smirking to himself]

There is something beautifully ironic about that. You being inside your mun's head, that is.