And now, a sequel to one of my favorite photo manipulations I've done. Hopefully everyone like this, and feels it's a fun continuation of the story!
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The store where you found the strange camera, known to you as “Immortal Beauty” had disappeared, and with it, answers about the strange device you possessed. All you knew was that it had a strange ability to change the subject of its photographs into hardened plastic, mannequin-like statues. Since your discovery, you had become addicted.
Since the first time you dressed up in cosplay and snapped a portrait of yourself - on the timer setting, of course - you were hooked. Buying more and more costumes to model as a frozen women, completely unrecognizable as yourself, your tanned flesh and distinguishing features disappearing under the sheen of hard white plastic.
Your roommate enjoyed your little games - you made less mess, you didn’t eat her food, and you were perfectly silent while you posed for a camera that stared at your body. She knew to leave you be, and let you enjoy your stints as a mannequin girl.
There was only one problem - your addiction couldn’t be stopped. You were setting the timer for longer and longer on the camera, spending hours, even days in the same position, your plastic limbs perfectly suspending you in place. Today, you realized - hours into your latest mannequin session - that you didn’t even set the timer. Whether it was an accident or a subconsciously intentional act, you were now stuck like this until the picture was deleted off the camera.
Your roommate knew how to do just that - she had been the first subject of it’s powers, after all, but she wouldn’t suspect anything was wrong for a while. Would she find you sooner, or later? Would she just let you play your ‘mannequin game’ for longer and longer? When would she realize something was wrong?
You had faith she would figure it out eventually - rent would be due afterall. But rent was nearly a month away...