-Fox-
Trapped.
I'm trapped in this room. I don't know how long it's been. It could have been years or it could have been mere seconds. All I realize now is that time is meaningless. It's worthless. It's a mere illusion created in our minds to help make sense of the world. It's no more real than this dream, this hallucination we call reality.
Reality.
Is this real? Is any of this real? If I feel something, is it really there? What if this were some sort of dream or hallucination? There's no if. This, all of this, is just the result of one lonely mind gone mad, a lonely mind that doesn't exist.
It may all be nothing dreamt up by nobody, but it'll have to do. This pain, it feeds me. I need it more than I need air. Oh how I need air. I need to breathe! Can't you hear my screams! Somebody help me!
I'm calm now. I take nice deep breaths. The air fills me. It feeds me. Hello air. Nice to meet you. How have you been? Me? I'm fine. How nice of you to inquire about my state. Why I've never felt cleaner! Yes, air cleans good. Air feeds good. Gaah!
I screamed. It's a nice scream. I like screaming. It reminds me of when there were others. They were nice. They'd shoot me and I'd scream. It was so much fun. Sometimes I'd shoot them too. They'd then go to sleep. They make everything messy when they go to sleep. They'd get red stuff everywhere! That red stuff tasted good! I think I might still have some in me. I might have to ask nobody to cut me when he's not busy dreaming up this nothingness.
The door opens and she comes in. She's nice and blue, like that blue stuff we used to swim in. Sometimes, people would fall in from a boat that's far from land! They'd do a funny dance before they get tired and fall asleep. She's pretty like that blue stuff. I'm going to have to ask her if she knows nobody. If she does, she might be able to ask him what it's like dreaming up nothingness.
She opens up her jacket and I start suckling. She insists on it. She says that because of the war, she can't have kids anymore. She says she needs someone to drink the milk before it hurts again and I'm the only one that'll do it. I think she's my mommy or something. Nobody is going to have to wait.
-Krystal-
I ran as soon as I heard his screams. Poor Fox. The war has really taken a toll on his mind. We knew he had limits. We knew his mind was slowly crumbling under the constant stress. We tried to salvage what was left. We failed.
Maybe not entirely. He feels joy and occasional fear. Every now and then, he becomes incredibly paranoid.
Anyway, I did what I always did and offered a breast. It always calmed him down. It's strange. At first he was my hero. Then he became my lover. Now, he's my baby. It's strange how something horrible enough to leave most of Lylat in ruins could make someone so innocent again.
My thoughts turned to the others. Peppy was now nothing more than radioactive ash. Andrew and Pigma were also dead, since we buried them alive under so much concrete. We made sure to do it slow to savor the moment. It's not everyday you suffocate someone to death.
Today was costume day. We liked costume day. Today, I decided that I would make us both look like Anubis. He liked Anubis. In fact, he liked all those gods. Set was also a favorite of his, but Set would have to wait.
Speaking of gods of chaos, Panther was trying to woo me again. Since poor Fox is out of the question, maybe Caruso will be my mate if he'll help me with Fox. I'm more than willing to go my whole life on just batteries if it meant taking care of Fox.
Fox seems to have gotten a little worse. His screams are getting louder and more frequent and his mind is getting more and more confused. I'm worried, though there's not much I can do besides keep him happy. He's always happy. The doctor says we both have long lives ahead of us, which is good. He needs me to survive and I need him just to continue in these dark times.
He wants pain. He needs pain. He's demanding I hurt him. He's demanding I hit him, burn him, and choke him. This worries me, but I must obey. I have to hurt him. I want to hurt him. I need to hurt him.
He wouldn't have it any other way. Poor thing. As soon as I get him dressed in his Anubis costume, I'll stuff him in the sarcophagus he had me build him. Sometimes I just want to seal us inside on without air holes. I'd seal up all the openings to this stone room we built, wrap him and I in tape, and then seal us both inside the sarcophagus and just wait for our lungs to burn.
He's getting to me. I can feel his madness sinking into my skull. I hurt him not because I want to, but because he wants me to. I'm holding the whip, but he's holding my leash. I need to fix him. I need to get away from him before I entomb us both alive. Maybe I won't entomb us alive. Maybe I'll bake us both alive in the oven. He'd welcome the pain. We both would.
-Falco-
Katt was bugging me again. She was talking about how the war killed off 99% of the men and boys and that I had a duty to perform. Earlier, I saw her approaching me naked with a gag and rope in her hands. I did not like where that was going.
As I tried to get away from her, Fara and Miyu were staring at me hungrily. If it weren't for all those batteries, I would have been sucked dry by now. That's not my style. When I say I fly solo, I mean I fly solo.
Fox worries me, so I stopped by his place to check up on him. I could have sworn I saw a blue Anubis spanking and choking an orange one. Now I'm even more worried.
Krystal's starting to worry me too. I can see it in her eyes. She wants to hurt him. If Katt would stop chasing after my dick, I'd help Fox. In fact, I can hear her searching for me. I'd hide out in Fox's place, but it's one big conspiracy with women. If I entered Fox's place, Krystal would wrap me in those bandages she keeps for "costume day", leaving just my airways and dick exposed. They're all alike. Women fight each other, help each other, and f-ck each other. They then complain when their boyfriends and husbands visit bars together. They get wasted and then complain when we try to do the same. And that's three weeks out of the month. I really hope I'm gay.
-Fox-
She dressed me like Anubis. I like Anubis. She is a pretty Anubis now. She then took some bandages and turned me into a mummy. Now she's spanking me. Yay!
I can feel her thoughts inside my brain now. She wants to hurt me. She wants us to become mummies and suffocate inside a sarcophagus.
Now she's grabbing my wiener. After she fed me, I guess it's my turn to feed her. After she made the thing in her no-no buzz, she started drinking my boy milk. Now I'm getting jealous, or was that jelly? Is this emotion I'm getting called jelly? It certainly feels gelatinous. How come I'm the one with the pee-pee and she's the one with the no-no?
We need to make this Anubis thing and everyday thing. I want to sleep in this bandage cocoon inside a sarcophagus with her.
Earlier today, she was talking with that cat guy. Judging from the way they were hugging and kissing, he might become my daddy. I wonder if he'll feed me.
-Krystal-
I can feel it. Like a magnet to an iron bar, I'm making him telepathic just by being so close to him for so long. He's reading my thoughts because I was always reading his. I can't say his didn't disturb me. He knows my plans to kill him and about Panther. The most disturbing part is that he approves of both. He wants to suffocate. He wants to burn. He wants to do it with me and possibly Panther.
While I was "stimulating" him in the only way that wouldn't destroy whatever's left of his mind, I could feel his jealousy. It wasn't about Panther. It was about our anatomy. I know our relationship is toxic. It has been since the end of the war. Maybe suffocating both of us isn't such a bad idea. No. That's just his influence talking. We'll overcome this together. For now, he "feeds" me. I know how to partially overcome his jealousy. I have a strap-on somewhere that's connected to a small tank. If I could put some of my milk inside the small tank, I can "feed" him in the way he wants.
Maybe I should make this Anubis thing everyday. People will stare and question our sanity, but at least it'll make him happy. It might even be fun.
He's getting sleepy and he wants a pacifier to calm down. The only thing I have that I know he'll accept is one of my dildos. Why did he read my mind? He wants to do everything I do. I need a drink. I need something that'll kill my liver in just one sip. I need to stay sober though. For him. He's one of the few people who'll truly accept me. The other is Panther. I need to keep those two close to me and to keep the others out of our lives, especially the women. They are always demanding something and know how to make you feel guilty. I can use this Anubis thing as a way to tell them to go f-ck themselves since nobody else wants to.
It'll just be three of us. I know a place that's untouched and uninhabited. There's nothing wrong with it that would prevent people from living there. There was just no need to go there before now. We'll start a new life, along with a few captured f-ck slaves for genetic diversity. Falco would make a good one. We'd live as much off the land as we can, keeping agriculture to a bare minimum. There will be a lot of f-cking. A lot. We need to boost our numbers.
I will be their queen and I will make the society the way I want. There will be no pants, at least for the guys. We can't let those fabric deathtraps kill their seed. Style will be dictated purely by comfort and safety. And there will be equality. No more double standards.
I know the plan's crazy. That's what happens when you are close to him. For now, we'll make this Anubis thing and everyday thing. Those bitches hate Anubis. I turn the dildo into a gag/pacifier for him. It works. I put a blanket into the sarcophagus before placing us both in there. After closing the lid, I wrapped us both in the same blanket cocoon. After turning off my "toy", we sleep.
What will tomorrow bring? I don't care. After spending so much time with an insane loved one, you learn to abandon time. There are no minutes or hours. There's just night and day; sleep and awake. In the morning, I'll parade Fox and I in our Anubis outfits. I'll make sure everyone can see his dick and that they know his dick is my property. Maybe I'll get Panther so that the three of us can f-ck in front of everyone. I wouldn't mind getting double-stuffed while those bitches watch in hate and jealousy.