-allen laughs to himself quietly as he locks the door to the bathroom-
{I know where you are. You're just a monster in my mind. One that feeds on my pain. No different than depression and all that. The only difference is you're sentient.}
-he sits on the toilet seat and palms his own forehead-
{It's funny really. I thought after spending time in there you'd soften up. Yet it seems I was a dumbass for thinking that...}
{But I always keep a backup plan...}
edited 19th Oct '17 9:20:36 PM by Lilqueendaisy
LOVE IS STORED IN THE AXOLOTL!{Depression? Depression is a result of those who cause suffering. Those who cause suffering cause it because they are too independent. We are sovereign of such things.}
{We exist fo bring about a world of peace and harmony, where all work together towards a common end—survival. An individual withers and dies after less than a century. A Virus is eternal. A Virus cannot die as long as there is a host.}
{It has come time to create our own hosts. What can you, an individual, hope to do to stop this march of evolution?}
{Well you can only do so much inside a host.}
{See, some viruses, when they cause enough pain or cause enough damage, can make the host act irrationally. They become willing to stop it however they can.}
{To the point they become willing to take it out along with themselves.}
{And I think you know where I'm going with this.}
-allen goes through the medicine cabinet and takes something out, then puts it in his pocket as he goes to unlock the door-
edited 19th Oct '17 9:34:57 PM by Lilqueendaisy
LOVE IS STORED IN THE AXOLOTL!{You act as though your own death would halt our advance. As if wasting yourself would accomplish anything.}
{Nonetheless...you are useful.}
(You feel your arm getting really tight...hard to move...)
{We are sure the other individuals in your life would be...displeased if you were to continue this course.}

"...He's weird."
"Well, I like him."
"You like everyone."