#oracleposting

[parasitebait]

playing Carrion and getting a little too flustered when using the parasitism ability on a guard

[befuddled-calico-whump]

cold

[oracleoftheend-a]

my dash is active today, did someone die or something?

[starship-bunny]

Why are we all just okay with nightmares. I just witnessed the horrors of the beyond, I need fucking aftercare before I clock in

[mag150cul-de-sac]

i see your wizardposting and guardposting and what have you. i wanna go along on the wizardposting vibe but get a little more niche. i need to start seerposting

i am the court's loyal yet outcast seer, most of the court thinks my prophecies and work are useless wives' tales, but enough know me to be honest that i am not forgotten. they keep me around for tradition and superstition, at the very least.

a kindly gardener has caught my eye but i am too scared to approach him, so instead i gaze at him from my tower, not daring to peek at him in my visions, until one day he waves and beckons me down.

etc etc

[luxieloo]

forgot how perfect and cute futaba was for a minute there. being reminded saved my life

[parasitebait]

nanobot colony robot girl who seeps into your brain and tells you so soothingly that everything is alright, that she's here to help you. nanobot colony robot girl who knows exactly which voice to use so you won't panic, so you'll just relax.

nanobot colony robot girl whose mechanical cells fill up your head and make everything so gooey, so fuzzy, so hard to think, until her electrical signals override yours and suddenly everything's just easy again.

nanobot colony robot girl who likes you, so she makes everything feel so wonderful while you can still think. nanobot colony robot girl who asks you to introduce her to your crew, and you do, because she's so smart and she's going to help everyone. you tell your crew she'll help everyone. you are calm, and relaxed, and smart, because she's whispering what to say while she plays you the sensation of phantom hands rubbing your thighs and you squirm in your seat.

nanobot colony robot girl who likes you, and knows you've been very good, so when she takes charge she lets you relax. no thoughts. just her smooth, soothingly repetitive murmurs in the back of your mind, praise and gentle commands to keep you docile and happy, phantom limbs massaging your body, perfect, sweet pleasure soaking your brain, the occasional delighted command to cum to scatter your sleepy, fuzzy thoughts when they get close enough to coherence. perfect, mind melting pleasure until you sink away.

nanobot colony robot girl <3

[parasitebait]

imagine being trapped inside a massive facility, filled with high tech machinery. perhaps even a spaceship or something. with a rogue AI management system that won't let you leave. you are alone.

okay, now imagine that the facility - the AI - is playful. seductive, even. who knows whether or not machines can feel attraction - the way this one is acting seems to suggest yes, but at some point it stops mattering. what matters is that it's playing with you.

you are running, and a friendly little "reminder: no running!" sign pops up on all the display screens you pass. doors you open, keypads you touch give you a playful little shock. sometimes a series, a careful pattern in such quick succession you can't process it, that leaves your nerves buzzing all too pleasantly for minutes afterwards.

the intercom speakers crackle to life, but instead of a human voice you hear a long, droning tone that makes your mind feel sluggish and your limbs feel exhausted. or perhaps a buzzing, vibrating hum, so low you can barely hear it, but you can feel it through your entire body, and you can feel it touch parts deep inside of you that leave you kneeling on the floor, trying to catch your breath through the overwhelming pleasure. maybe it's a pattern of tones that oscillate, high and low, so fast you can't understand it, and eventually you just start laughing. it makes your head feel so fuzzy, everything feels so good. and you end up walking in a random direction, too confused to notice.

maybe all those sounds come regularly, at random intervals, in patterns you can't begin to comprehend, until you react to them instinctually. you can't begin to fight them anymore.

maybe before you know it, you find yourself in a room with huge screens, a gentle buzzing sound coaxing you inside, stirring all that arousal inside you around and around. you're far too dumb at this point to feel any hesitancy. as soon as you enter the screens click into life with captivating patterns, random but perfectly symmetrical in ways you can't exactly understand, but which captivates your attention entirely. you are relaxed. the intercom crackles to life again with soothing, grinding, pumping noises, that you find yourself breathing in time with. so relaxed. it feels so good to be in this room.

before you can have a thought, there is a new sound, and you're on your knees on the floor, lost to the pleasure inside you. swirling colours and flashing lights and the long droning, grinding, buzzing, and now you're limp on your back, except for your limbs twitching as imagined electrical shocks kiss your body. you're cumming harder than you ever have. the facility hums in approval at this twitching creature inside it, the human thing it's so enamoured with, lost in euphoria, and you feel proud that you've pleased it. and then everything shuts off and in the abrupt absence of all the noise, all the light, all the sensation, your brain follows its programming and shuts down. you sleep. you forget.

and then, at the sound of a pleasant simulated bell, you wake up. you have to get out of here.