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September 5th, 2010


[info]bordercollie in [info]realworldtvrpg

CONFESSIONAL #1.

[Sam enters the room and sits down in front of the camera, looking nervous and unsure of himself. He opens his mouth to start talking, but then shuts it suddenly. He frowns at the camera for a moment as he tries to figure out what he wants to say.]

So I'm just supposed to talk? [Still frowning, as though he thought he might be prompted or given a suggestion of what to talk about. When it doesn't come, he shrugs and continues.] I'm not good at talking about myself, but here goes. I'm Sam. I own a bar in Louisiana in a small town no one's heard of. For a small town, we sure do have a lot of shit going on, though.

[He pauses and leans forward.] I guess I might as well just... come out with it, since I've already told my whole team and that vampire slayer girl or whatever she is. I mean, how bad can it be, right? Telling everyone? I'm here to win, so I gotta do whatever it takes... [He trails off, sounding like he's trying to convince himself of that as well as the audience.]

I'll just show you.

In an instant, Sam disappears and the camera focuses on a brown and white border collie sitting on the chair where Sam was just seconds before. The dog tilts its head, staring straight ahead, and then Sam is back -- but he's not wearing any clothes. The camera only shows him from the chest-up, but it's enough to make people wonder if he's wearing anything at all.]

There you have it.

[Sam shrugs, and then ducks out of view to put his clothes back on. A few minutes later, he walks out and the door shuts behind him.]