Just What You Do
Using stream of consciousness writing, describe the noisy neighborhood and the thoughts going through lucas's mind. optionally, you can also try to connect the perceived scenery with your own interpretation of why lucas is so melancholy.
Chapter Ten - Reflection
[23:17:43] \*sylver\_drake290 has signed off\* [23:17:51] \*zapkat122 has signed off\* with a soft click, i shut my laptop, sitting there as my head tries to cram countless thoughts into my stream of consciousness all at once.
Izzy's Diary
of consciousness outpouring of thoughts without much order.
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 31)
Her verbal abuse is thankfully tucked away in her stream of consciousness, though she occasionally has bouts of paranoia that there could be a mind-reader secretly listening in on her mental tirade against hyena mike's obnoxious cackling.
Earth: The RPG Player's Guide
A lot of this is stream of consciousness; there are so many moving parts that it's hard for me to think of everything. it's very bare bones in terms of actual lists and such. but i hope this is at least interesting.
The Felicity of Dusk
It was less of an outline and more a multi-chaptered stream-of-consciousness, with dialogue and action and notes and doodles crammed together. every idea that came was immediately recorded, saved from being forgotten and lost.
The Lost Dragon Saga (Part I)
The streams of consciousness began to flow into me at faster pace. "it looks like it! hey!" shouted a less obscured voice. it sounded like zade. at last my eyes shed the nothingness. i was again bathed in clarity. "are you okay!? please say yes!
Broken and Torn
of consciousness.
An Offer You Oughtn't Refuse
"it's brilliantly-written stream-of-consciousness.
Learning to Swim
Leo seems to be almost on the verge of tears after this long breathless confession with no pauses, strung together in a sort of stream of consciousness as kids do, without the rationalized revisions of an adult describing it from the perspective of later years
Star Fox: Ascension #10 HUBRIS
The stream of consciousness from a dozen other pilots was filling his ears and keeping him updated, and he now knew that his bomb had hit its target and the shield had flickered again.
Pool Day
Leo seems to be almost on the verge of tears after this long breathless confession with no pauses, strung together in a sort of stream of consciousness as kids do, without the rationalized revisions of an adult describing it from the perspective of later years