so this happened during tonight’s presequel TVHM session

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@voidbcrn
so this happened during tonight’s presequel TVHM session
Tell me to watch my tone as you shove me against the nearest wall and pin my hands above my head. Watch me squirm for you as you put your hand between my thighs
voidbcrn:
“ oh. “
the etherial hand snapped back to damien’s real left hand, making the eridium flowing through his veins spark momentarily with bright purple light that barely peeked through his uniform. he then adopted a similar stance to the bandit, but more stable and purposeful - his acid pistol was at the ready.
“ h-hey, i just wanted to… “
┑”I don’t give a fuck what you want.”┍
┑Even at point blank, he was deathly afraid he’d miss– he was shaking so bad that it was a possibility. His eyes travel over those veins for a brief moment: and he wonders what the hell this brat got himself into. But his eyes snap back to Damien’s face.┍
┑”Don’t you ever touch my mask. I won’t listen to a fucking word you say if you try that again, kiddo. You hear me?”┍
“ tim... jack just wants- “
“ damien. “
jack’s scolding voice startled damien, causing him to visibly jump && drop his pistol. he scrambled to pick it up as he continued to glance towards the bandit.
“ damien, i told you not to- “
“ i get that, sir. “ damien whimpered, retraining his aim onto timothy. “ i’m sorry. “
“ stop interrupting me when i’m scolding you. “
“ s-sorry, sir. “
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voidbcrn:
“ oi, he was right. you do sound like him. “
the etherial hand gave damien’s real left hand the gun before gently reaching out to gently caress the mask. it gently tugged at the edge, not having enough given strength to pull hard.
“ …now, do you look…”
┑Timothy recoils as if he’s been burned, dropping his gun and letting out shriek of both anger and fear. His weapon hits the ground at a bad angle, and fires a shot into the cave wall, cracking the stone. Timmy falls back, immediately gripping his mask with both hands and breathing harshly.┍
┑Calm down, calm down Timmy. He felt on the verge of a panic attack, and the world slowed around him. His body is tense, ready to attack, and he drags one hand down from the mask to draw his pistol, pointing it with a trembling hand.┍
┑”Don’t you fucking touch me, or I swear to God, I’ll kill you.” He snarled.┍
“ oh. “
the etherial hand snapped back to damien’s real left hand, making the eridium flowing through his veins spark momentarily with bright purple light that barely peeked through his uniform. he then adopted a similar stance to the bandit, but more stable and purposeful - his acid pistol was at the ready.
“ h-hey, i just wanted to... “
voidbcrn:
“ oh. “
jack finally let a small chuckle loose - followed behind by a cackle that peaked, causing him to enter a short coughing fit.
“ god, you’re denser than i remember! “ he cried out, folding over in laughter. “ ah. we’re gonna have to slap some sense back into you once we get back to helios. now, come on. please. before you make me die of laughter. y’know, because of how hilariously dumb you are. “
┑”……..Jack–” Timmy felt this endless pit of dread growing inside him. What would Jack do to him? What use is a body double right now, especially if they don’t… look alike anymore? The idea of going under the surgical knife again was sickening enough, but what other ways could this maniac think up? Too many for him to count. He lets out the breath he was holding.┍
┑”Fine. I’ll comply.” He whispers, averting his gaze. He was already imagining what way his death would be carried out. He wasn’t a fighter– he really wasn’t. Whatever Jack cooked up outmatched Timmy any day. He felt so hopeless and tired.┍
┑One hand touches his side, where he can feel the photo sewn into the fabric. He silently wishes them all a goodbye. “…..What next?”┍
“ ...really? you’re just... giving up? “
jack’s expression of severe amusement suddenly snapped into one of disappointment && shame.
“ c’mon. stand your ground. struggle a bit more, why dontcha? that’s something i remember from you when you were me. stubborn. well, not really, but ya get my point. “
voidbcrn:
“ oh… i could do a lot worse. “
jack had to hold himself back from losing himself in laughter as he continued.
“ let’s start with an example - i have, back on helios, an experiment i’ve been tinkering with in my free time: injecting pure eridium into someone’s veins just to see what happens! i’ve heard it’s extremely painful. never would want to experience it myself. now, if you are just to renounce your hatred of me and co-operate, i won’t subject you to this… torture, per se. “
┑”No– please don’t–!” He was absolutely terrified; that sound of that alone sounded like fucking hell, and he didn’t want to do that. But what else did Jack want him for? Surely he didn’t still have a need for a body double– and Timmy felt like he was ruined for that. He could never be “Jack” if Jack was this fucking crazy. Timmy closes his eyes again, tries to steady the fear and sickness swelling inside him. His mouth felt dry, his throat felt coated with blood.┍
┑”What do you have planned for me?” He whispered, resigning himself to just… giving up. What more could he do here? He was completely fucked.┍
“ oh. “
jack finally let a small chuckle loose - followed behind by a cackle that peaked, causing him to enter a short coughing fit.
“ god, you’re denser than i remember! “ he cried out, folding over in laughter. “ ah. we’re gonna have to slap some sense back into you once we get back to helios. now, come on. please. before you make me die of laughter. y’know, because of how hilariously dumb you are. “
anyway. finished presequel with my borderlands buddies and honestly i nutted
voidbcrn:
“ uhh… “
damien wasn’t sure on what to say to the other. on one hand, he could tell the truth and piss jack off to no end… but, on the other hand, he swore an oath of loyalty to him long ago.
“ …your guess is… as… good as mine? “
┑Timothy hisses again. “Well, let your fucking boss know that this bandit wants nothing to do with him, and I’d rather put a bullet in each damn henchman he sends.” He stands up straighter, glaring at the other through his mask. He was glad he wore it– it really hid the fear creeping through his face. “Got it, kiddo?”┍
“ oi, he was right. you do sound like him. “
the etherial hand gave damien’s real left hand the gun before gently reaching out to gently caress the mask. it gently tugged at the edge, not having enough given strength to pull hard.
“ ...now, do you look...”
voidbcrn:
“ i dunno. “
jack leaned in closer, && all he could do was grin.
“ i’m almost a hundo percent sure that you’re still registered in the new-u system - so all i need to do is pop a cap in your brainless skull and you’re back at it again! oh… we can do this, over, and over, and over. “
┑”….You…. you wouldn’t.”┍
┑Horror and dread fills him, and he has this heavy feeling in his gut. He knew Jack had gotten…. real fucked in the head since their last encounter, but– this was a whole new level of twisted. Timothy swallows the metal taste in his mouth, staring at Jack as he struggles to find something to say. He wants to cling to his dignity, to still seem– worthy. His eyes drop to the ground, and he finds nothing he can say.┍
┑”……Please don’t.” His voice sounds so weak to his ears; his hands clench into fists. “What do you want, Jack?”┍
“ oh... i could do a lot worse. “
jack had to hold himself back from losing himself in laughter as he continued.
“ let’s start with an example - i have, back on helios, an experiment i’ve been tinkering with in my free time: injecting pure eridium into someone’s veins just to see what happens! i’ve heard it’s extremely painful. never would want to experience it myself. now, if you are just to renounce your hatred of me and co-operate, i won’t subject you to this... torture, per se. “
voidbcrn:
“ woah, woah, woah. “
damien put his hands up in a vulnerable position - the acid pistol hovering in place in front of him. there was an ethereal hand training on the trigger, ready to pull if shit got serious.
“ m-my boss just wanted me to… check in on… you? “
┑Immediately, he feels sick to his stomach, and his grip on his shotgun tightens. His face falls beneath his mask, and he feels like the world has stopped turning. Rage fills him: his voice becomes laced with venom.┍
┑”Your boss? Why the fuck would your boss want to come check on me? I’m a bandit, I’m a fucking nobody. What business does your boss have with a bandit!?”┍
“ uhh... “
damien wasn’t sure on what to say to the other. on one hand, he could tell the truth and piss jack off to no end... but, on the other hand, he swore an oath of loyalty to him long ago.
“ ...your guess is... as... good as mine? “
jack you’re a dick
an-acrophobic-doppelganger:
┑That voice…. He knows it. Knows it too well, knows it too intimately. That was the voice he was burdened with for so long until the modulator died.┍
┑It should strike him with fear, with terror, with any kind of self-preservation. But God, doesn’t it just make him angry? Maybe it’s the adrenaline, but he feels so damn mad, so infuriated even just by the sound of Jack. He might not be able to see him, but it’s still the same emotion nonetheless. Timmy tastes copper on his lips when his tongue swipes over them, and he grunts, sitting up more.┍
┑”You’re disappointed? In me? I should say the same fucking thing.” He spits out the coppery liquid to the dirt, and feels dizzy from the sight. But he still looks up at Jack, the figure shrouded by the light: it’s almost sick how fitting it feels. “You should just put a bullet in me. I’m never gonna be anything like you are now, you monster.”┍
“ i dunno. “
jack leaned in closer, && all he could do was grin.
“ i’m almost a hundo percent sure that you’re still registered in the new-u system - so all i need to do is pop a cap in your brainless skull and you’re back at it again! oh... we can do this, over, and over, and over. “
@voidbcrn liked for a one-liner!
┑”I don’t appreciate you Hyperion types coming onto my territories: so I’m going to give you to the count of ten before I blow out your brains, okay?”┍
“ woah, woah, woah. “
damien put his hands up in a vulnerable position - the acid pistol hovering in place in front of him. there was an ethereal hand training on the trigger, ready to pull if shit got serious.
“ m-my boss just wanted me to... check in on... you? “
Ew, @mcrkfischbach, no.
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