[ SECRET POST #2197 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #2197 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.

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Comments

[adlanth]

I don't do that much when walking because I usually like to be able to hear what's happening around me, but when driving (well, being driven) I love to listen to a soundtrack (and yes, the LotR ones are especially great for that), stare straight ahead without shifting like I'm a camera and pretend I'm in a film...

Sometimes things coincide in a nice way... Like walking in an underground corridor with a bunch of other people going in the same direction, with one of the more martial and sinister tunes from the Game of Thrones soundtrack (something like 'Don't Die With A Clean Sword'), and pretending I was going to war. I also remember being on the underground once listening to the Fringe soundtrack, one of the vaguely worrying tunes, and working myself up into a mock-paranoia, as if I was in pre-credits waiting for something horribly weird to happen.

[(Anonymous)]

Your last example is hilarious. I work with an environmental clean-up group, and every time I dig into a thicket I feel like the clueless redshirt in the first scene of a crime show who's about to stumble across the body.