Hear me out... Karen from SpongeBob

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Hear me out... Karen from SpongeBob
It's standard battlefield prep for most pilots to have a fentanyl lozenge for moments of extreme mental or physical pain, such as ejection from the cockpit or structural damage to the pilot inside.
It's also a score for the ground teams that swoop in to salvage any useable ammunition, plating, living enemy assets... that little candy can take even the most unstable enraged pilots and turn them into a cute drooling little cock sleeve for the entire clean-up team...
Suddenly thinking about Master/Pet-WMD dynamic relationships in fantasy and sci-fi.
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You are a hyperlethal weapon, be it a supersoldier of singular skill and devotion, or a psychic threat to the lives of millions, or an archmagus able to incinerate cities or individual people within them at a whim.
She is not, and she can never be. She is at once mundane and divine. She has no deep well of sorcerous power or augmented musculature. What she has, is you.
You go wherever she goes. You do anything she says. You Heel when she says Heel. You Erase when she says Erase ("Kill" is such an uncouth command, she asserts). You Beg when she says Beg.
Perhaps she carries your leash if she deigns to put one on you. It wouldn't matter if she didn't, but she seems to think you relax when she does.
Perhaps you need to be bound to reign in your magic or heightened senses and instincts. Perhaps not. Perhaps she likes to see exactly how much composure you can keep in the fewest amount of such restraints.
Do you mewl and weep and beg when it becomes too much? Do you go blank? Do you recite mantras of thaumatological significance? You don't remember, because every time you become you again she is there and everything is alright again.
You could, theoretically, destroy her on a whim. You could break her with ease. She is, ostensibly, an average human. In theory.
It is impossible that you could ever hurt her, and you both know it.
If you remember a life before her, if you even had one, it is not one you can return to. There will not be a life after her. She is all. She is everything.
She is Master.
She says, "Erase."
She says, "Kneel."
She says, "Forget."
Smoooooooooth
Look at this thing😮😮😮😮😮😮
What do we think?🤭
They're all cousins but you just can't see it yet👀