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myOtaku.com: Keiko Inchihara
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Friday, July 8, 2005
Tiff-chan…
As an actor: *lights beam down as curtains open* My honour'd lord, you know right well you did; And, with them, err… with them words of so sweet breath composed… *moves around stage* Take these again, for to noble mind, *hits a pole* Ow! Shit! That’s it, I quit! *stalks off stage*
As a doctor: John, pass me the scalpel. ‘Err, ma’am, I don’t think a paper cut requires the use of a scalpel…’ John. Pass me the damn scalpel… ‘…Sir—ma’am, I think you’d better tend to his left leg.’ Why, what’s wrong with his leg? *leg starts gushing blood* ^^ John! Shit! Get me some towels! I need to clean off this spot on my white coat! Gah…
As a lawyer: My finger taps raptly on one of the pictures, a man who appears to have been strangled with a piano wire. Fascinated, I lean closer to get a better look at his lifeless face, which is extremely pale and has a slight blue tint to it. The method is slightly messy, I think to myself, but effective. It's easiest to tie each end of the wire to a block of wood, the device is pulled tightly around the victim's neck, it strangles them and slits their throat at the same time. Death by asphyxiation and loss of blood simultaneously. Quite creative, I muse.
I am such a sick bastard. Any normal lawyer would be looking at these photos in disgust, possibly even turning away to avoid puking their breakfast all over their desk; it's that bad. But here I am, ever the morbid freak, finding the merits and faults in the style of murder and allowing myself just the slightest amusement in some cases. Muahahahaha… Okay, I’ll stop now.
As a teacher: Goddamn… It’s too early for this. I’ll just walk in and smile, and be happy! If Tim acts up again, I swear to god, I’ll go smack him… maybe kick a few times… then strangle his small, frail, peachy little neck… oh yes… how wonderful to help vent, frustration, yes, that’s it, frustration!
I heard my heels click down the long hallway to my room, an elderly teacher glances at me in disapproval, I look at myself. What was wrong with what I was wearing? So what if I wasn’t dressed up like every other teacher on the school grounds, maybe I LIKE to be unique damnit… and scuba suit is perfectly normal!
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In a bout of insanity, I was thinking over my career choices.
I’m too hot tempered to hold down any job like this. And so, we end the small lesson on… why Ki-san should not have an ordinary job, if any job at all. ^____^
I love the lawyer bit, I’ll probably be working and then go crazy with a morbid fascination about murder cases, I’ll even talk to myself!
KI
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