Atashi-Cloud

Quiet, deadly, silence. 'click' 'click' 'click' Aside that of a projector clicking in motion after every minute, that is. A faint glow was around the room, created by the old film projector and the canisters of still photos it was cycling through. Dozens upon dozens of the ilk were in the room, at least that's what it seemed like from the perspective of the projector, having been caught in a large tangle of the film hours ago. It was still humming away though, softly clicking through the photos that were being cycled through. Sitting in a chair in front of the projector, was a lone person. Her hair shaggy and untamed, washed and cleaned

A Girl and her Laboratory: A Jodi Short Days after days, it was nothing but a long string of nothingness punctuated throughout with visions of people who had nothing better to do than move on with their lives. Granted, looking at it through such a mechanical mindset wasn't what she wanted, but it had such an appeal that she couldn't pass it up for the week. "Booooooooooring....why is this day dragging on so looooong? Seriously, can't it just have a single. Interesting. Thing happen?" Jodi moans, dragging out her words for emphasis wherever possible to help add to the amount of boredom she felt. It's not that her apartment complex wasn't d