This choice: No way I'm gonna be palmed by any dominatrix. Pull out your laser pistol. • Go Back... In a flinch you have the gun in your hand; you've visited enough hostile worlds too know how to draw fast. When you go to pull the trigger, however, it doesn't budge. You flex your fist but not so much as a spark exits the barrel. Then you see the blue light once more and you look around to see the weapon, your only protection from these titans out of Tolkein, encased in an aura of the same.
"Oh shit," you whisper your head slowly turning around and up to face the Goddesses. Expecting to find anger you are surprised to see only disappointment and not even that with the giggly blue-haired Elf; she looks... sad. Under their gazes you don't just feel impotent anymore you feel guilty, as guilty as you did when you shot your father's favorite dog in a hunting accident, only magnified thousands of times. You barely notice the pistol floating from between your weak fingers, you feel wretched, how could you have turned your weapon on something so beautiful.
The laser you had aimed at these now obviously serene aliens flies over the face of the pillow taking a while to reach the purple haired Elf's outstretched fingers. When it does they clamp in upon it, and it disappears between them like a gnat between the closing walls of a trash compactor. She opens them a moment later and the remains slowly peel off her thumb then frisbee off toward the edge of the pillow. The sight of seeing the titanium casing flattened to the width of a sheet of paper reignites your fear -- that could just as easily be you, more easily in fact.
The Fingers of the disapproving Goddess then come for you. Their nails are painted purple, and jeweled rings wide as circus rings hoop their length between the knuckles. The fear, powered still by the image of the flattened weapon, takes you, literally.
You bolt across the pillow's expanse, but the opposite side just seems to get farther away while the shadow of the Goddess's hand is ever gaining on you. You trip as it comes over you as if the massive shadow itself had weight. When you look up it is through the heights of a pink ravine, its cliff edges etched by spiraling gouges. The Goddess's face looms high above you, still dissaproving, like a mother who's just seen her child fire off a bb-gun in the house. Uttering a shriek which is to them more like a peep, you jump up and run for the opening of the ravine all the while the fleshy walls closing on you. The opening becomes a slit of light and you dive for it hoping to silp to safey. You do...halfway.
The Elfin Goddess raises you pinched between her fingers, your tiny torso sticking out from between them like nothing more than a pinhead. Her blue eyes swallow you up like sapient seas and you go limp in her massive grasp accepting finally then that escape is impossible. Then for the first time the titans speak but not with their mouths, the very act of doing so, especially when you're so close, could very well blow your ear drums out. Instead the voice appears garbed in silken thoughts only. Soft but stern, leaving no doubt as to who the more evolved of the two species are, it opens in your mind like a flower of thought and emotion. 'You must learn...'   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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