“Ugh. Is this how you live?” The shocked and condescending tone rattled my head.
I roll my eyes a bit with a half-hearted shrug. “I mean, yea, I guess.” I couldn’t believe this was happening. I knew that girl was way too hot to be talking to me. I definitely shouldn’t have gotten into the van willingly. But, I mean, I wasn’t about to walk home. And now I have become this vessel or anointed one as they keep saying. I dunno, it all really just seems like a whole lot of work.
“You really need to get yourself together. We have a lot of things we need to get done. We have a time table to keep in mind.” He sounded like a boss I had once. He fired me.
Yea, ok. That really doesn’t sound like much fun at all. I know that he kinda controls and owns me, but he still needs my help. And I’d rather just not. “Ok ok, how about today we just make a list of things that you want to get done by the end of the week. This way I know how I will have to pace myself. That’s a good way for me to get started. I like to know what’s coming before I just into things. I mean, I think that’s fair anyways.”
“This is pathetic. Look at yourself, you have one sock on! We only have 6 months to get this done before I need to find another host. Do. You. Hear. Me? If this doesn’t work, in 6 months, you will be dead.”
I mean, don’t threaten me with a good time, right? Anyway to move that up at all? Maybe 2 weeks?
“This is the motivation I’m looking for!” He sounded excited for the first time. “I don’t think 2 weeks is time to get everything done but-“
No, I mean two weeks for the deadline. Like, if it doesn’t happen in two weeks, you know, it’s over?
“What?” He used all the strength he had to control my hand for a moment.
Punched my right nut.
Down I went, I didn’t know I had that kind of strength, color me surprised!
“Now” He hissed “Get up, we have work to do!”
Me, laying on the floor in the fetal position. It feels good down here. The pain in my stomach from the ball punch is starting to lighten and the cold floor feels good on my face. A little nap won’t hurt anything, plus I doubt he could take control of any of my limbs again for a few hours. Like a built in alarm clock. Eyes are closing, good night.
“HEEEYY!!!” it sounded like he was starting to lose his mind “THIS IS NO TIME FOR A NAP!!”
Right, like it’s the first time I’ve fallen asleep with voices yelling in my head. They really should have screened people before sacrificing them. I guess you get what you pay for, and they didn’t pay me anything. Jokes on them now.
drdent0n t1_j2wx1v6 wrote
Reply to [WP] you were Kidnapped by a cult and sacrificed to their god, everything is going according to plan when the god enters your body, the only problem is, your will is so weak and your so lazy that the god can’t control you by No-Trick2389
“Ugh. Is this how you live?” The shocked and condescending tone rattled my head.
I roll my eyes a bit with a half-hearted shrug. “I mean, yea, I guess.” I couldn’t believe this was happening. I knew that girl was way too hot to be talking to me. I definitely shouldn’t have gotten into the van willingly. But, I mean, I wasn’t about to walk home. And now I have become this vessel or anointed one as they keep saying. I dunno, it all really just seems like a whole lot of work.
“You really need to get yourself together. We have a lot of things we need to get done. We have a time table to keep in mind.” He sounded like a boss I had once. He fired me.
Yea, ok. That really doesn’t sound like much fun at all. I know that he kinda controls and owns me, but he still needs my help. And I’d rather just not. “Ok ok, how about today we just make a list of things that you want to get done by the end of the week. This way I know how I will have to pace myself. That’s a good way for me to get started. I like to know what’s coming before I just into things. I mean, I think that’s fair anyways.”
“This is pathetic. Look at yourself, you have one sock on! We only have 6 months to get this done before I need to find another host. Do. You. Hear. Me? If this doesn’t work, in 6 months, you will be dead.”
I mean, don’t threaten me with a good time, right? Anyway to move that up at all? Maybe 2 weeks?
“This is the motivation I’m looking for!” He sounded excited for the first time. “I don’t think 2 weeks is time to get everything done but-“
No, I mean two weeks for the deadline. Like, if it doesn’t happen in two weeks, you know, it’s over?
“What?” He used all the strength he had to control my hand for a moment.
Punched my right nut.
Down I went, I didn’t know I had that kind of strength, color me surprised!
“Now” He hissed “Get up, we have work to do!”
Me, laying on the floor in the fetal position. It feels good down here. The pain in my stomach from the ball punch is starting to lighten and the cold floor feels good on my face. A little nap won’t hurt anything, plus I doubt he could take control of any of my limbs again for a few hours. Like a built in alarm clock. Eyes are closing, good night.
“HEEEYY!!!” it sounded like he was starting to lose his mind “THIS IS NO TIME FOR A NAP!!”
Right, like it’s the first time I’ve fallen asleep with voices yelling in my head. They really should have screened people before sacrificing them. I guess you get what you pay for, and they didn’t pay me anything. Jokes on them now.