Fallen London gothic

[adeadfreelancer]

• you wake up in your bed. you don’t remember how you got there. you always wake up in your bed. come to think of it when did you get a bed?
• a serial killer just slit your throat. you now have a few scratches and bruises, but nothing serious.
• you decide to look inside a mirror to see what you look like, but find yourself trapped in another dimension.
• it has been weeks since you’ve seen anyone, yet you could swear you socialize with people everyday.
• today you died. it was the fourth time this week.
• you just got handsomely paid by a incredibly rich man. the payment is worth twelve pennies.
• you can’t remember ever seeing anyone in the Bazaar.
• you sigh as you get your broom. the giant capitalist space bats were back.
• you kill someone. then you do it again. and again. and again.
  
• you sing to your plant. you always sing to your plant. you can’t remember when you didn’t.
• your neighbors always know when you invite someone over. you don’t have neighbors. you live in the middle of no where.
• you decide to pay a visit to the docks. you swear you just saw yourself, dropping corpses off the side of a boat.
• you are the only person in the world with real money. you spend it on clothes.
• your plant just tried to murder you. better sing to it some more.
• you were exiled for singing to your plant to much, you obviously have romantic affairs with it.
• you sleep with a zombie. you are not entirely sure if it was a man or a woman.
• the dead love you. they haven’t tried to eat you yet. do you smell?
• you fell off your roof an hour ago. you are still falling. the house is only one story high. you were always falling.
• your destiny is to become a god by dying, you can not die.
• you have been hired to kill a man. this is your fourth time doing this contract. you get paid for killing him every time.