It is very tiring to get choked to death on stage. Very.
And a little creepy.
Turns out, I've never been choked to death on stage before - I've had my throat slit, and I've been stabbed to death in a swordfight, but this is the first time I've gotten to act out being throttled. It's interesting, because it starts to feel like I am actually being strangled, and I have to go out of my way to breathe in and out to remind myself I can. Even though I shouldn't because the audience is about three feet away and might spot me breathing while I'm being choked.
On a side note, it's actually waaaaay creepier to then die into a pool of blood on the floor that gradually seeps into my clothes as I lie there "dead".
This is all fiction, of course, but if you have a secret distaste for me, you might want to catch this show. I can actually think of a few people who might really enjoy watching me get choked to death - after all, since I can't breathe, I can't talk, so it effectively silences me, and that's something I know certain people have wanted to see happen.
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