Two voices have now made my head their home. The first is Donovan, a character I played with in the past. He’s gone from drug dealer to killer to something darker. Think Dexter without the code. The second acts as a romantic conscience. Oddly, she didn’t take the form of Grace, as she’s played my confident these last couple of months. Instead, she’s taken the form of a webcam girl I started to follow after an idea popped in my head. That idea, by the way, didn’t entail actually watching her webcam shows. A few years ago, back when I wrote for a porn blog, I came across (no pun intended) a series poorly edited orgy videos shot by a gothic troupe calling themselves…