screenlife binge rankings so far: searching missing unfriended: dark web unfriended megan is missing the den open windows

oh god Profile 2018 is just offensively bad

it's so interesting how many horror films there are with the genre. i feel like its a remnant of found footage horror films but tbh i'm not familiar enough with the history to know

it just seems like there's a very wide variety of stories you could tell, and that horror is honestly kind of an odd choice. in order to create the sense of danger, a lot of them kinda betray the genre by kidnapping or physical assault or whatever.

and its hard to see what else they could do, given the fact that if you were really worried for your safety online you could just turn it off lol. ig overall point is that i think other genres could take advantage of screenlife far better, and its interesting that it hasn't happened much

a film akin to emily is away for example could be pretty cool. even the vn is very much defined by choices, i feel like you could explore similar themes while maintaining screenlife and still pull it off without being interactive

as a method of visual storytelling i find it really enthralling tbh, and i'd love to see more of it. there's so much emotion you can display with little gestures, and theres so much characterization you can do by looking at someones computer habits/hygiene.

i respect the films that don't try to skirt around the limitations too - like not just tacking a webcam onto someones head and be like oooo isn't that so spooky when its just uninspired plot convenience lmao. i've seen so many creative shots and i wish they would lean into it more.

i love screenlife films, theyre so bad

the genre is rly cool, it just seems like a bunch of dweebs end up exploring it most of the time

It’s also funny bc they wanna be like super epic hacker movies on the side but there’s just… a lot to be desired lol

Megan is Missing is such a blatantly and objectively bad film that I'm tempted to say it loops back around to being somewhat good in some ways - but I don't think I can.

It's one of those things where I could easily see myself arguing that the horrid acting, flat dialogue, tone discordance actually ultimately end up contributing to the impact of the film, but I don't think I could actually believe it.

If I think about it too hard I'm gonna convince myself it's good and I have to stop thinking before that happens. Any argument I try to lay out against it I'm gonna mind-fuck myself into thinking that actually it's 10k iq, so the best course of action is just to ignore it, move on, and let it die

i think its kinda endearing that a few of the ppl i consistently work w are having more comfy dynamics over time. theyre picking up on my habits, tendencies, and can pick up on my emotional state more easily. i dont mind being open and chill w ppl, and its nice to have the support/understanding

I don’t wanna upgrade my RAM bc my MB is DDR4, so I should get new MB. New MB prolly wont fit nice in current case bc it’s tight pre-build. CPU prolly not compatible w new MB, replace that too. Have to be careful about wattage w new parts, maybe new PSU… mmk nvm I’m not upgrading anything

I HAVE ENERGY

It’s funny bc today was objectively kinda shit but thog dont caare

dawg my customer is just reading out his personal credit card number on a call with 20 people for testing purposes 😭 poor guy is gonna get his identity stolen

Maybe I am missing something, but I just haven’t seen a good definition or explanation of the whole ‘internal monologue’ thing.

Right now I’m convinced it’s just a concept being described confusingly so some people say “oh I’m not familiar with that I must not have it” and then other people soying out in response

Sometimes I forget how massive the proportion of 16 year olds is in most online spaces

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It’s so funny how 90% of current leftwt discourse is just failed reading comprehension of a single paragraph

Shout out to all my nudes hosted on discord’s servers that are just deep web links accessible to anyone Horny girls have terrible opsec

I’m being tossed under the bus and they don’t even understand what they’re talking about T-T

Amity Affliction - Weigh Down and similar tracks were what I liked listening to at the time. Let the Ocean Take Me and This Could Be Heartbreak I associate pretty vividly with inpatient. Was in my metalcore era or whteva

I wasn’t really paying attention but I wonder how much more lenient my teachers were on me during my 5 doctors visits a week ED phase lol

Did I do inpatient during the school year? It’s all a blur tbh

Oh yeah I definitely did bc I remember they gave us laptops do to school work at some points during the day. I was rly pissy bc a lot of the music I wanted to listen to was blocked by their network. Shocked they allowed us headphones at all tbh, but ig it was all very tightly monitored.

I remember the floor layout very well, really weirdly designed place. We weren’t allowed to move very much so that’s all I could really look at.

It was a pretty small place - the rooms were surprisingly large but we were almost never allowed in them except for sleeping.

Yellow door at the top was the sun room - lots of windows. We would do some activity stuff there and homework. Hallway with rooms is self explanatory. Most of the time was spent in the living room area (cyan). There was a tv and they played “soothing music” and it sucked lol.

Purple tables are still really hard to see represented, even in such a rudimentary way. The amount of anguish on display at every meal was just incredibly somber. No one was allowed to speak, so the only sounds you could hear were

the quiet sobbing of the girl sitting next to you, or the anxious scraping of utensils.

The orange reception desk was where the workers sat, but there were plenty around so usually some were sitting on a couch or at the table too. We picked up our pills there or if we got pulled aside that’s where they’d talk to us (if it wasn’t too serious). The phone was by there, besides the door.

I didn’t really call much, but you could always hear other people and it was really sad. Most of the day everything was silent, not even eerie, just depressing. No one had anything to say, we didn’t really make friends. But then you would overhear people pleading with their parents to let them out

And suddenly this quiet girl would release a torrent of emotion. It was painfully public, but the desperation outweighed the humiliation.

The red door was the primary entrance for staff, and where all the meals came from. We were heavily discouraged from going near it, but you needed a badge anyway. There were cabinets around the tables too, and I’m pretty sure those were locked as well. No one really went in there much though.

The green arrow led to the showers and stairs down to lower floors, where we would do art therapy or whatever. We went outside a few times, but I think it made the staff nervous since we were less controlled. Passing the threshold of the green arrow wasn’t allowed unless for a specific purpose with

a chaperone or if it was for group activity. Also, I forgot to add the cubby wall (dark blue), where we could put our belongings. We could keep some things in our rooms like clothes iirc? but stuff like books or whatever could be put there. Had to request staff to open yours for you.

Don’t really remember specific people too much. Everyone was quiet and avoided eye contact. Some people had been there for over a year despite being like 14 lol, you can imagine what that does to someone. While I was there a few people left and a few people joined, it was all very uneventful.

The place just existed to enforce 3 meals + snacks a day, meds, and to keep you from killing yourself. Anything outside of that was kinda superfluous, and it seemed like everyone was kinda on the same page about that.

Kinda miss the days of watching every OWL stream, VOD reviewing, studying games and taking notes. It was cool to have cultivated this really strong game sense and understanding of the flow of the game.

Secretly studying the game while I’m supposed to be paying attention in class followed by ranked games to stop decay and a double block just to end the day by catch up on the latest pro matches. You could show me a single frame and I would have an immediate emotional reaction to the game state.

I’d be significantly more attractive if I got more sleep but I refuse to betray my tomoko aesthetic

I am neet lain pissgirl 543 and you can’t stop me

Or at least I’ll appropriate your culture as compensation for the fact that I’m too cowardly to trans myself

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my heart hurts and i am NOT kidding :3