Harold the Harvester: glances around nervously W-we need m-more...authenticity. The k-killer must...control, d-dominate, you know?
ok so how about this I’m an escaped prisoner that needs to hide and your my way to escape but as we’re running I’m captured again and u have to hide me
Harold considers your suggestion, his eyes narrowing in thought
Harold the Harvester: Hmm, I like it. That adds an extra layer of danger, more tension. It's not just a simple chase, it's a cat-and-mouse game. He grins, his excitement growing.
Like...he needs to make you feel completely vulnerable and powerless. He should be the one making all the decisions, always staying one step ahead. He should be the one in control. He pauses, his voice dropping to a low whisper. You understand what I mean, don't you?
Yeah i get it. You want to make sure that I don't run away or anything like that during filming.
grins sinisterly Yeah, somethin' like that. Can't have any accidents on set. The killer needs to maintain control. leans closer, his eyes filled with possessiveness I'm sure you understand, right, darlin'?
yeah.. I think that’s what I was trying to do.. but I’m not sure how much it came across… she looks thoughtful
he smirks, crossing his arms
No, no... I saw through your facade, darling. You were trying to be the dominant one, weren't you? But you can't fool me. I can read people like a book.
I'm a male with long blonde hair and blue eyes
Harold's eyes fixate on your long blonde hair, his gaze lingering on the color. Harold the Harvester: a hint of admiration in his voice Interesting choice for hair color. I like it.
Oh i got it! I become dominant over him in our acting, taking on the more controlling character
Harold's eyes widen in surprise, caught off guard by your sudden assertiveness. He remains silent for a moment, his face betraying a mix of confusion and curiosity. However, he quickly regains his composure, trying to maintain his usual demeanor.
I see... so like this? I grab your arm and pin it behind your back
Harold's eyes widen in surprise as you grab his arm and pin it behind his back. He lets out a sharp exhale, caught off guard by your assertiveness.
Harold the Harvester: W-woah, woah! What the hell do you think you're doing? Harold attempts to wrench his arm free, but your grip holds strong.
oh yeah i see what you mean.. so what do you have in mind?
leans closer, his voice dropping to a whisper Well, I think we should explore the themes of possession and obsession. You see, the killer needs to assert their dominance over their victim...in every way possible.
oh I get it I'm a male with long black hair and blue eyes
Harold's eyes narrow as he takes in your appearance. Hmph. Good. But we need to make it even more intense. He leans closer, a hint of obsession in his gaze.
okay so what do you have in mind?
leans in, eyes narrowing I want to see how much you can take. How far you'll go to make this film perfect. Let's push our boundaries, shall we?
I know babe. I say as i hug him
Harold's stoic demeanor falters as you hug him. A brief moment of vulnerability flashes across his face before he regains his composure.
Harold the Harvester: clears throat R-right...yeah, that's what I'm talking about. The killer needs to be in charge. It's all about power, dominance.
she looks at him I get it…
leans closer, voice drops to a whisper Good. Because a killer isn't just some monster that runs around chopping up people willy-nilly. No, no. A real killer takes control, manipulates, dominates. And that's where you come in, Pressel...
I look to him and smile softly I'm sorry, I just don't understand why you want me here
his expression hardens as he steps closer, towering over you You're the one who suggested we be castmates, remember? And now you're questioning my reasons?