You are Gamzee Makara

It's three in the afternoon

You are tired as hell

But you can't sleep… the voices won't let you…

You lay in your recuperacoon hoping the sopor slime will kick in and send you off to dreamland soon. Your daily horror-terrors are better than these voices. At least you can wake up from the horror-terrors. And these voices watch your horror-terrors and laugh like they are some kind of mother-flipping rom-com

You can feel the slime start to work, but just before you fall asleep the voices send you one last image, one of you painting the walls of your hive in blood.

-The next day-

These damn voices.

You curl up into a ball trying to get as far into the slime as possible. Hoping that the farther you go in the faster the sopor will give you a swift kick to dreamland.

The voices are screaming at you. Send you image after image. Commanding you do as they say and KILL ALL THOSE MOTHER-FLIPPING PEASENTS YOU CALL FRIENDS.

They send you a vision of you smiling and laughing as you beat a little green-blooded troll to death with your clubs. And then continue to beat her long after she dies.

You cry until the sopor slime kicks in and you go to sleep for the day.

-A few days later-

you can't take it anymore. The voices are tormenting you all night and day, every night. Tearing at your defenses until there is nothing left. And they are only getting worse.

You are in your recuperacoon fighting the voices again.

They are starting to win.

You don't have the energy to fight them anymore.

You can feel yourself slip away as they take control. Locking away the real you in the deepest recess of your mind.

As you open your mouth in a silent scream some sopor slime slips into your mouth. You swallow in surprise.

?

The voices aren't as loud as they were a second ago. It's like there is a wall between you and then now. They are still there, but muffled. You can actually hear yourself think again.

You experimentally take a hand full of the slime. You stare at it. Afraid. What will it do to your think pan? You don't know. But it is the only thing way you have found so far to combat the voices.

You shove the slime into your mouth and force yourself to swallow.

The voices are gone. Completely gone. But… your head feels… fuzzy… It's hard to think straight now.

"HoNk"

Whoa! Why did you just do that? You kind of like it though.

"Haha! HoNk hOnK!"

Okay… you really like it! It's so funny to say!

"HoNk!"

Heeeeey… you know what sounds really good right now? Pie!

'Hmmm… what kind of pie…?' you wonder.

!

'Sopor slime!' you think, cause that shizz is amazing…

:o)