02-20-2015, 04:39 PM
2/19/15: I had some trouble speaking German, and I knew that there were memories from my semester of German in my subconscious, so I came up with a plan: I study new German words, while RD or whoever helps me remember the German I already know. I wondered if parrotnoia was pointless, considering that people don't know if human beings have free will. When I heard there was an open mic night, I thought this would be a good cure for Keystroke's performance anxiety, but he opted out. RD volunteered in his place.
[I can belt shit.]
{...Ehhh, Mistress, you're using his voice and his vocal chords.}
[Dash here. We used an astral projecting-type thing for possession
. I'm pretty good at it; I got everything down. My voice is coming from the back of his head, but it's "louder than his". Yeah, that's good. I'm trying to write in a "stream-of-consciousness" type style to help with possession.]
Fluttershy: You're also rambling. Kind of a lot.
[Heh. *noogies Fluttershy*. I dunno what's up with me. I think it's some kinda possession-euphoria.]
*about a minute later*
[I just scratched his nose. And pushed his glasses up. Goddamn muscle memory. Weird; there's a head-pressure in my area, but I'm not really acknowledging it as mine; this isn't classical conditioning, like with the slippers and my adorable Flutterpet speaking through him. I gotta say, the feeling of needing to push his glasses up is f***in' annoying.]
{...You ramble when talking like this...}
Fluttershy: Meet me in my office, maybe? Or maybe talk to his counsellor.
[I scratched an itch on his head, then it came back. Seriously, Krueger, how do you even deal? so many itches. ...that damn itch is back again.]
When she tried to speak through my mouth, she sounded sort of like herself. Her mindvoice and physical voice were out of sync.
[Okay, so I found a thing on Instructables.com. Here's a link for everypony: http://instructables.com/id/How-to-Sound...rite-Pony/. Ooonly problem is that my "rasp" or whatever it is shoots my host's throat. It's more of an annoyance than anything, but I should probably ask a doctor about it.]
She clapped along when two people did a duet of "Me and My Broken Heart".
[I just reviewed the video (someone recorded it 'cause Krueger asked 'em to), and it didn't really sound like me. But then again, different parts of the brain are involved in speaking and singing.]
Fluttershy: You did great, Mistress ^_^
Me: I'm having trouble getting across the lack of a stressed "m", and the fact that she said that in such a way that her use of "Mistress" didn't stick out to me until after she'd said it. It's not weird when they say it, but it is to type it. I'd post the video, but it shows my face, and my odd (likely recognizable) gait. I think I'm paranoid due to that time I talked to a stranger online, and my mom said that he was trouble--he'd put his fursona's name as his Facebook name; she sees that this guy offered sexual favors to a guy he'd never met (me); she Googles what she thinks is his real name and finds a bunch of men who are decades older than me, with the middle initial "g" (which apparently means "this person is a pedophile"). Although I did naively give him a big hint as to where I lived (because the average middle-schooler's brain isn't fully developed).
[I can belt shit.]
{...Ehhh, Mistress, you're using his voice and his vocal chords.}
[Dash here. We used an astral projecting-type thing for possession
. I'm pretty good at it; I got everything down. My voice is coming from the back of his head, but it's "louder than his". Yeah, that's good. I'm trying to write in a "stream-of-consciousness" type style to help with possession.]Fluttershy: You're also rambling. Kind of a lot.
[Heh. *noogies Fluttershy*. I dunno what's up with me. I think it's some kinda possession-euphoria.]
*about a minute later*
[I just scratched his nose. And pushed his glasses up. Goddamn muscle memory. Weird; there's a head-pressure in my area, but I'm not really acknowledging it as mine; this isn't classical conditioning, like with the slippers and my adorable Flutterpet speaking through him. I gotta say, the feeling of needing to push his glasses up is f***in' annoying.]
{...You ramble when talking like this...}
Fluttershy: Meet me in my office, maybe? Or maybe talk to his counsellor.
[I scratched an itch on his head, then it came back. Seriously, Krueger, how do you even deal? so many itches. ...that damn itch is back again.]
When she tried to speak through my mouth, she sounded sort of like herself. Her mindvoice and physical voice were out of sync.
[Okay, so I found a thing on Instructables.com. Here's a link for everypony: http://instructables.com/id/How-to-Sound...rite-Pony/. Ooonly problem is that my "rasp" or whatever it is shoots my host's throat. It's more of an annoyance than anything, but I should probably ask a doctor about it.]
She clapped along when two people did a duet of "Me and My Broken Heart".
[I just reviewed the video (someone recorded it 'cause Krueger asked 'em to), and it didn't really sound like me. But then again, different parts of the brain are involved in speaking and singing.]
Fluttershy: You did great, Mistress ^_^
Me: I'm having trouble getting across the lack of a stressed "m", and the fact that she said that in such a way that her use of "Mistress" didn't stick out to me until after she'd said it. It's not weird when they say it, but it is to type it. I'd post the video, but it shows my face, and my odd (likely recognizable) gait. I think I'm paranoid due to that time I talked to a stranger online, and my mom said that he was trouble--he'd put his fursona's name as his Facebook name; she sees that this guy offered sexual favors to a guy he'd never met (me); she Googles what she thinks is his real name and finds a bunch of men who are decades older than me, with the middle initial "g" (which apparently means "this person is a pedophile"). Although I did naively give him a big hint as to where I lived (because the average middle-schooler's brain isn't fully developed).
