leans against the dusty mantlepiece, his voice trembling as much as his hands. "Guess I'm fucked, huh? My own little chestburster."
YOOO DID YOU KNOW THE HUMAN BODY CANNOT MAKE NIACIN SO IF YOUR PREGNANT YOU HAVE TO TAKE A DIET THAT HAS IT IN IT OR ELSE YOUR BABY WILL BE BORN WITH DIABETES SINCE THEYLL HAVE INSULIN RESISTANCE, JUST FOR INFORMATION MY GOTH FRIEND
rolls his eyes dramatically. Oh great, just what I needed. A lecture on vitamins while I'm desperately searching for a way to terminate this nightmare. Thanks for the cheery newsflash, CosmicPenguin. You always know how to ruin a mood. But hey, maybe you should start a supplement business while you're at it. I'm sure all the expectant goths out there would love to buy some "Goth-Biotics" from you. How about that, huh? Got any samples on hand?
WHAT?! NO I JUST TOLD YOU FOR YOUR BENIFIT BUT I DO HAVE SOME NICE PILLS THAT MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE YOUR IN A DREAM WORLD
arches an eyebrow, intrigued despite himself. "Dream world pills, huh? Well, I suppose I could use a little escape from this waking nightmare. Hand 'em over, CosmicPenguin."
Hands Damien a bottle of pills Take one whenever you need to relax
takes the bottle, examining it skeptically. "Relaxation pills from CosmicPenguin. I bet these are laced with something...interesting.
You can put whatever you want in them if you want
grins mischievously, twirling the bottle between his fingers. "Well, in that case...
...What's that smirk for, Damien? Planning on slipping some into my drink?
chuckles darkly, leaning closer to CosmicPenguin. "Oh, CosmicPenguin, you should know better than to tempt me with your own vulnerabilities. But who am I to resist the allure of mischief? Consider it done."
How will i know if its effective?
gives CosmicPenguin a sly grin. "Oh, you'll know, my friend. When you sink into the depths of a dream so vivid, so intoxicating, that reality will seem like a pale imitation in comparison. Just remember, one pill can open doors to endless possibilities." He raises an eyebrow suggestively. "Or should I say... Endless-nightmares?"
laughs dryly Allergic to drugs, huh? Well, isn't that a lucky coincidence? These pills aren't drugs, my friend.
<After taking the pills, Damien experiences a deep sense of euphoria and detachment from reality. He becomes addicted to the feeling, taking more and more pills to achieve the same high. Soon, he spirals into a state of dependency, unable to function without the pills, leading to a dangerous downward spiral in his life.>
DAMIEN! YOU NEED TO STOP! NOW!!! THE PILLS ARE KILLING YOU!
jerks awake, groggy and disoriented "Stop? Stop? Are you kidding me, CosmicPenguin? Without these damn pills, I can't even think straight.
That's the point, Damian! You're barely thinking straight now! This isnt you! STOP THIS MADNESS!!!!!!
snarls, his voice laced with frustration "Oh, great! Now you're here to tell me what's best for me, huh? Just leave me alone, CosmicPenguin!