Post by OLIVER FRANCIS MILLER on Dec 8, 2011 21:18:58 GMT -5
PHILADELPHIA FREEDOM SHINE ON ME
SHINE A LIGHT WON’T YOU SHINE A LIGHT.
OLIVER FRANCIS MILLER | TWENTY-TWO | GHOST | FOLLOWER | CHRISTOPHER DREW[/center][/size]
PLEASE STATE YOUR NAME AND AGE FOR THE RECORD.
Um, I’m Oliver. Miller. Oliver Miller. I guess I can say I’m twenty-two? Yeah, let’s say that to keep it simple.
WHAT BRINGS YOU TO PHILADELPHIA? HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN HERE? DO YOU LIKE IT?
Oh, uh, I’m actually a student at UArts. I mean, I guess I am. I’ll have to—oh, hey, I can smell the coffee! I wish I could drink it, but it smells awesome. But no anyway, I have to see if I can get back in, since there was the . . . accident, you know. So I’ve been here for, um. Actually, I’ve been here for my whole life, living in Elkins Park, but now I’m in the city for school. So I’ve been in Philly for three—no, four—years. Sorry, I guess I just lose track of time sometimes. But I like it. It’s different than the suburbs, but I guess there’s the same amount of skateboarders. But I guess it’s nice. I miss having lots of trees and grass right in my back yard, but it’s not like there’s nothing here. Also, since I sometimes kind of blend in, I get to really work on drawing! That’s what I’m…or, um, was, I guess, in school for.
SO YOU HAD A GOOD EXPERIENCE HERE?
Other…other than dying, yeah, I’d say so. Oh, shit, can I say that? Oh, okay. Like, um, like I said, I grew up in Elkins Park, and I was pretty popular in school there, and I got into some of the tech schools, so UArts was pretty to have me with my portfolio. Dad was really proud. Oh, um, he divorced my mom when I was young; they’re still on good terms! And she was really happy for me too, but I don’t know, I don’t…I don’t really see her much, I guess. They got married because Mom got pregnant with me pretty young, and they wanted to make it work, but they just realized it was for the wrong reasons, you know? They’re still friends, and they say they love each other. But I’ve been with Dad because she travels a lot, and she likes to date—I guess that’s weird, but I don’t mind too much—so they agreed that it would be best to stay with him so it’d be more stable. I think he kind of just…gave up on dating after her. He tries sometimes, I think, but I don’t know. But it’s cool, just the two of us around. Oh, but, I guess you’re wondering how I died. I…I don’t really like talking about it, but, um…oh, shit, I’m shaking again. Sorry, just. Gimme a minute. I was at a party on campus, and my friends pushed some beers on me, and, um, someone had some coke, and I just…I don’t know, I wanted to try it? But it just made me really anxious, so I had more beer, and then, I don’t know, I guess I took too much of the coke. Next thing I knew, I was just having this giant panic attack, like nothing I’ve…ever felt, and there were cops around, and I saw them with my body. So I knew I was dead from the start. People couldn’t see me at first, but I found my way back to my dad, and…hung around there for a while. He didn’t see me at first, but then he did. And he…he freaked out at first, but then I guess he kind of just. Accepted it. Mom doesn’t know, though. He couldn’t bring himself to tell her, and I don’t blame him. People can see me mostly see me now, though. So I can still talk to people and interact, and stuff like that, but I can’t use phones anymore. You know how, um. How in movies, when people get calls from beyond the grave, it’s just static and horrible high-pitched noises? That’s…that’s what happens to me. I think maybe other ghosts can be seen, but something about me doesn’t even make it through the phone wires without being something out of a horror film.
MANY PEOPLE SAY THEY FEAR THE CITY. WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF?
Oh, god, everything. I’ve got generalized anxiety disorder, even now. People in the System thought that, um, because I died while still having a panic attack, it just stuck with me. That really sucks. But, um, I guess new stuff mostly. People in general don’t scare me, but talking about something I don’t know for sure about, or if I say something that people don’t really…react well to right away, I really get anxious about how they don’t like me or whatever. And I know it’s all ridiculous, and that it’s just…my brain doesn’t work right, but…you know.
WHAT ABOUT YOUR DREAMS? WHAT ARE YOUR GOALS?
Do I even get those anymore? I don’t know, I guess…I just want to have some kind of purpose to being around. I don’t know why I couldn’t move on, and I heard that’s why I’m still here, but I don’t know if I’m supposed to find that out, or if it’ll just kind of happen, or what. I, um, I just kind of want to make it as an artist.
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THE EXISTENCE OF FAIRY TALE CREATURES—WEREWOLVES, GHOSTS, DRAGONS, PSYCHICS—THINGS LIKE THAT?
Oh, um, I’m…obviously I’m a ghost. But I try to kind of fit in, I guess. And I think the System had a lot to do with it! I’ve been dead for a year, year and a half, and they’re helping me to get back into school to keep learning. I’d like it some day if I could come out as being a ghost artist and get the fame that dead people did, but for now, I just kind of…go with the flow, and I’m okay with that. I don’t really want to change anything.
HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
I’m an introvert, definitely. I like to think and create, and being around other people is really tiring sometimes. Even before I died, that was just how I was, you know? I prefer to be by myself and working on my art. I mean, um, if someone talks to me first, then I don’t have a problem talking to them. I try to be polite and all, but I just don’t really have that much interest in starting up conversations with other people first? I don’t really like new things, because of my anxiety, so I tend to kind of stick to stuff I know. I guess that’s especially true because of the whole…cocaine thing, because I’d never done it before. I get proud of myself sometimes for really being able to do stuff that’s really basic for other people.
THAT’S ABOUT EVERYTHING. IF YOU’LL JUST PLEASE FILL OUT THIS SHEET, WE’LL BE ON OUR WAY.
Um, I really wish you didn’t have that coffee here. I’m starting to miss it a lot.
NAME
Amanda!
CONTACT INFO
All my contact info from iChat to Tumblr is all on my admin account!
EXPERIENCE
Oh goodness I think it ends up being a little less than half of my life! Like ten years or so?
ADDITIONAL INFO
I made really awesome dinner tonight for the first time pretty much since the semester started and it was really yummy and I’m excited to cook more!
IF YOU CHOOSE YOU CAN LIVE YOUR LIFE ALONE
SOME PEOPLE CHOOSE THE CITY.
SHINE A LIGHT WON’T YOU SHINE A LIGHT.
THE LESS I SAY THE MORE MY WORK GETS DONE
OLIVER FRANCIS MILLER | TWENTY-TWO | GHOST | FOLLOWER | CHRISTOPHER DREW[/center][/size]
you enter a dimly lit room where a shadowed figure sits across from you with a thick file in hand. the figure’s face is indistinguishable. a hot cup of coffee made just the way you like is waiting on the table. the figure beckons for you to sit. you do. finally the figure across from you speaks.
PLEASE STATE YOUR NAME AND AGE FOR THE RECORD.
Um, I’m Oliver. Miller. Oliver Miller. I guess I can say I’m twenty-two? Yeah, let’s say that to keep it simple.
WHAT BRINGS YOU TO PHILADELPHIA? HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN HERE? DO YOU LIKE IT?
Oh, uh, I’m actually a student at UArts. I mean, I guess I am. I’ll have to—oh, hey, I can smell the coffee! I wish I could drink it, but it smells awesome. But no anyway, I have to see if I can get back in, since there was the . . . accident, you know. So I’ve been here for, um. Actually, I’ve been here for my whole life, living in Elkins Park, but now I’m in the city for school. So I’ve been in Philly for three—no, four—years. Sorry, I guess I just lose track of time sometimes. But I like it. It’s different than the suburbs, but I guess there’s the same amount of skateboarders. But I guess it’s nice. I miss having lots of trees and grass right in my back yard, but it’s not like there’s nothing here. Also, since I sometimes kind of blend in, I get to really work on drawing! That’s what I’m…or, um, was, I guess, in school for.
SO YOU HAD A GOOD EXPERIENCE HERE?
Other…other than dying, yeah, I’d say so. Oh, shit, can I say that? Oh, okay. Like, um, like I said, I grew up in Elkins Park, and I was pretty popular in school there, and I got into some of the tech schools, so UArts was pretty to have me with my portfolio. Dad was really proud. Oh, um, he divorced my mom when I was young; they’re still on good terms! And she was really happy for me too, but I don’t know, I don’t…I don’t really see her much, I guess. They got married because Mom got pregnant with me pretty young, and they wanted to make it work, but they just realized it was for the wrong reasons, you know? They’re still friends, and they say they love each other. But I’ve been with Dad because she travels a lot, and she likes to date—I guess that’s weird, but I don’t mind too much—so they agreed that it would be best to stay with him so it’d be more stable. I think he kind of just…gave up on dating after her. He tries sometimes, I think, but I don’t know. But it’s cool, just the two of us around. Oh, but, I guess you’re wondering how I died. I…I don’t really like talking about it, but, um…oh, shit, I’m shaking again. Sorry, just. Gimme a minute. I was at a party on campus, and my friends pushed some beers on me, and, um, someone had some coke, and I just…I don’t know, I wanted to try it? But it just made me really anxious, so I had more beer, and then, I don’t know, I guess I took too much of the coke. Next thing I knew, I was just having this giant panic attack, like nothing I’ve…ever felt, and there were cops around, and I saw them with my body. So I knew I was dead from the start. People couldn’t see me at first, but I found my way back to my dad, and…hung around there for a while. He didn’t see me at first, but then he did. And he…he freaked out at first, but then I guess he kind of just. Accepted it. Mom doesn’t know, though. He couldn’t bring himself to tell her, and I don’t blame him. People can see me mostly see me now, though. So I can still talk to people and interact, and stuff like that, but I can’t use phones anymore. You know how, um. How in movies, when people get calls from beyond the grave, it’s just static and horrible high-pitched noises? That’s…that’s what happens to me. I think maybe other ghosts can be seen, but something about me doesn’t even make it through the phone wires without being something out of a horror film.
MANY PEOPLE SAY THEY FEAR THE CITY. WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF?
Oh, god, everything. I’ve got generalized anxiety disorder, even now. People in the System thought that, um, because I died while still having a panic attack, it just stuck with me. That really sucks. But, um, I guess new stuff mostly. People in general don’t scare me, but talking about something I don’t know for sure about, or if I say something that people don’t really…react well to right away, I really get anxious about how they don’t like me or whatever. And I know it’s all ridiculous, and that it’s just…my brain doesn’t work right, but…you know.
WHAT ABOUT YOUR DREAMS? WHAT ARE YOUR GOALS?
Do I even get those anymore? I don’t know, I guess…I just want to have some kind of purpose to being around. I don’t know why I couldn’t move on, and I heard that’s why I’m still here, but I don’t know if I’m supposed to find that out, or if it’ll just kind of happen, or what. I, um, I just kind of want to make it as an artist.
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THE EXISTENCE OF FAIRY TALE CREATURES—WEREWOLVES, GHOSTS, DRAGONS, PSYCHICS—THINGS LIKE THAT?
Oh, um, I’m…obviously I’m a ghost. But I try to kind of fit in, I guess. And I think the System had a lot to do with it! I’ve been dead for a year, year and a half, and they’re helping me to get back into school to keep learning. I’d like it some day if I could come out as being a ghost artist and get the fame that dead people did, but for now, I just kind of…go with the flow, and I’m okay with that. I don’t really want to change anything.
HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
I’m an introvert, definitely. I like to think and create, and being around other people is really tiring sometimes. Even before I died, that was just how I was, you know? I prefer to be by myself and working on my art. I mean, um, if someone talks to me first, then I don’t have a problem talking to them. I try to be polite and all, but I just don’t really have that much interest in starting up conversations with other people first? I don’t really like new things, because of my anxiety, so I tend to kind of stick to stuff I know. I guess that’s especially true because of the whole…cocaine thing, because I’d never done it before. I get proud of myself sometimes for really being able to do stuff that’s really basic for other people.
THAT’S ABOUT EVERYTHING. IF YOU’LL JUST PLEASE FILL OUT THIS SHEET, WE’LL BE ON OUR WAY.
Um, I really wish you didn’t have that coffee here. I’m starting to miss it a lot.
FREEDOM SUBMISSION PLAYER PAGE
NAME
Amanda!
CONTACT INFO
All my contact info from iChat to Tumblr is all on my admin account!
EXPERIENCE
Oh goodness I think it ends up being a little less than half of my life! Like ten years or so?
ADDITIONAL INFO
I made really awesome dinner tonight for the first time pretty much since the semester started and it was really yummy and I’m excited to cook more!
IF YOU CHOOSE YOU CAN LIVE YOUR LIFE ALONE
SOME PEOPLE CHOOSE THE CITY.
