The Narrator;

[fairytelling]

[For contacting the Narrator for any purposes.]

Comments

[fairytelling]

The narrator sighs. Deeply.

"I'm searching for the endings to my horror anthology. Write me a horror story ending on the deaths of four other teams, and post them on all the levels to be reviewed or reviled by the public."

[adogchasingcars]

Thaaaat's kinda creepy! But easy enough, I guess. We've got fodder for it.

But quick question.

[fairytelling]

"Hurry up, my tea is cooling."

As we all knkw, cold tea is an unforgivable crime.

[adogchasingcars]

I didn't know that.

[brings a finger up, poking at the letters]

How are you doing that? Do you have a face? I'd like to know the guy I'm gonna be writing for.

[fairytelling]

"I'm the narrator, a faceless explanation that carries forward the narrative. Face. Less."

Hissed the Narrator, who did not appreciate fingers in his font.

"If you refuse, the clock can simply remain unfixed, the tale unfinished, and your role reduced to a mere bystander."

[adogchasingcars]

When did I say I refuse? I get you're into stories, bro, but don't jump to conclusions!

[blinks at that, removes his hand--wait a darn second]

How do you drink tea without a face?

[fairytelling]

"... Curses."

[adogchasingcars]

['w' leans a little, staring at the words]

Do we have an unreliable narrator on our hands? C'mon, level with me.

[fairytelling]

"The tea was a metaphor for my wasted time, cooling under the unneeded milk of your skepticism. My narration is the perfect third person perspective of our conversation, and all conversations."

Explained the Narrator with such sincerity that everyone listening was absolutely convinced.

[adogchasingcars]

[my gosh it's adorable]

[just. cracks up laughing alfksjf]

[fairytelling]

[The words on the painting huffily disappear.]

[adogchasingcars]

[oh noooo. waves at it]

Sorry, man! I'll get back to you with the stories. You go enjoy that metaphor of yours.

[away he goes /)'w'(\]