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I am only slightly crazy.the toy aficionado and the crazy vampire playing with toy soldiers
I am only slightly crazy.the toy aficionado and the crazy vampire playing with toy soldiers
slightly crazy is still crazyI am only slightly crazy.![]()
Am I having a stroke?"I have an army."
"Good for you. But I have an arm, me. I know that's hard to grasp, especially for an armless sob like you, but better to be well-armed than a well that's armed. I mean, what would a well even need an arm for? I'd rather be badly armed than a well with arms, you know?"
"Well enough. But what if my army is arm-y? Would that work better to make your butter bitter?"
The voices in his head stopped. He was too drunk to care. Who would have thought the voices in his head would drink for one each? Certainly not him.
holy fucking shitHe chuckled. "You silly little thing," he said, his steps exuding confidence as he approached you, a smirk that said 'I already won' on his face. "Don't you know?"
"I have an army."
You saw it, outside of his godforsaken tower.
Countless men marching, their coordinated steps ceaselessly trampling upon the earth, forming vibrations that could be felt across the ground.
He eyed you, his hands behind his back, bearing an arrogance so palpable that it began to seep into the air. Standing silently, he disdained to even speak another word, merely seeking the despair he bestowed.
And indeed, a feeling befell you.
A truly familiar feeling, one that you have experienced countless of times, against many different individuals.
It was so,
so,
Amusing
"Pfft, hahaha!" It was a feeling that you've come to adore, crave for, even.
The feeling of eager anticipation, of expectation. That euphoric sensation of seeing your opponent's face, their hopes, their dreams, their... pride...
How intensely it contorts,
When you have utterly crushed them.
"What are you laughing at?" For a brief moment, his smile faltered before returning, seemingly having come to a realization. "How pitiful, you have broken under your own despair."
"Oh no, no no no, that is... so wrong." You held yourself together, trying to contain the deep laughter from clawing out once more. "The thing is, I couldn't quite restrain myself, seeing how pathetic you are, and how much more pathetic you will become."
His brows furrowed, your words ranging far out of his expectations.
"You brought your soldiers here, an answer I find exceptional." A grin escaped your lips as you continued, "Exceptionally foolish, that is."
Your voice churns as you release your laughter, morphing into something monstrous. Cracks began to fill your body, countless black tendrils surfacing from them, as if reaching out of the void.
Serrated mouths formed where they should not, streams of blood oozed out of them as your figure expanded.
"You brought them here to die!" The mouths spoke in unison.
Throughout the ordeal, the man observing slowly backed away step by step. His body began to shake, as his contours twisted into something you believe was much more suitable to him than the former.
Fear
"Y-You... w-what the hell are you?!" He managed to scream.
"We? We are the being that lulls you into your eternal slumber, The insanity that lurks beneath the minds of every madmen, the twisted thoughts of men manifested upon this wretched reality." You, or rather, we spoke, weaving the profound truth of our existence.
He shook with greater intensity, fluid seeping into the steps below his feet, a sign of his continence failing him. His eyes darted outside the tower towards his soldiers, hoping to bring respite with their aid, only for his heart to skip a beat.
Unbeknownst to him, the day had sharply darkened into the night, as the brightly shining sun was eclipsed by... Something. His men had stopped, quaking right where they stood.
"You may wield an army at your disposal, but we, ourselves, are a world." We spoke solemnly, our voice echoing across the void, allowing the infantry below to hear. "And we can crush yours at any given moment."
Suddenly, tendril swiftly wound around him, tightly wrapping him, yet allowing no harm to come to him.
"Worry not, for you will live a little longer." Cackling, our malice oozed towards him. "After all, you still need to witness how meaningless your army truly is."
[A/N: By the way, who is you in this context?]
Thanks, I try my bestholy fucking shit
I loved it!!!
Sometimes you just must pervert something nice and action-y into something lewd. Right, @Succubiome ?meta and slightly eldritch horror with her mouth
I liked it!
(btw I wasn't planning anything sexual when I wrote the prompt...)
Poor Brian…. Why does he face so much pain, hmmm?If you are, it's like those dreams that everyone has together. My brian hurts.
In 1997, Age of Empires changed RTS games forever.
Changed how? By confirming, that a game can be published by industry giant, like Mi©Ⓡo$oft, if you have right connections?As far as I remember, its innovative value was close to zero, if not exactly zero. And don't get me wrong: it was very good game. But to change something, you need to add to it something new, nonstandard, not thought off before.
Lewd is a type of action!Sometimes you just must pervert something nice and action-y into something lewd. Right, @Succubiome ?