My Vice.
My heads are killing me...
I ...
And all the squeaking his wheels make when he comes around doesn’t help. He should really oil that shit.
“You really are quite pathetic.”
“You’re just jealous because I have more limbs than you.”
“And more puddles of vomit. Yours, I presume?”
I managed to actually sit up. He looked the same; young as always. Missing everything but the vital pieces. Damn.
“I’m sure they belong to one of me, yes. What can I do for you? Or did you want him?”
I patted my darker half on the head and... I swear his ear twitched. Fuck. Maybe I should’ve left him alone. I’ll just look for my gourd while the old man is yapping on. Where...
“Knife to my throat I would say I’m just passing through. I’ve been visiting all my children, but I must say, I half expected to visit a corpse and be on my way.”
“Give it a few minutes. I’m sure I won’t disappoint.”
Son of a bitch! I had it before I passed out. It has to be around here! I can’t let him do what he did last time.
Feel ...
“Well, I suppose we should get on with it. You’re forming actual sentences so I have to assume your friend is waking up. I will warn: you used up your final chance with me the last time we met. This will be it.”
Mother fucker! He’s taunting it! No. Not right now. Not until I find Seven. Where’s that fucking gourd!?
I dropped to my hands, face pressing against the dirt, and I see it. It’s across the room. I scramble towards it along the floor, knocking tables over as I do. I can feel him tensing up...
”I know I said ‘pathetic’ earlier, but this... This is a disgrace to the Faux Fox name. You only accept half your power for fear of becoming a monster. However, without that monster, you have no chance of survival. You drink to contain him and he only ever makes you great; near godlike.”
That gurgling sound. He’s waking up. Almost there.
”More of an abomination than Two and only half the determination. A fraction of his passion.”
I reach out and grab it. The top is already off.
”The others will be fun, but killing you is my obligation as a father to atone for my sins and correct my mistake.”
It’s empty.
HIM!
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Honestly, I haven’t decided the full extent yet. I know for certain that his strength increases drastically. Herculean levels. And he becomes much more proficient as a fighter, primarily because two torsos are active instead of just the one. But it’s almost a complete loss of control when it’s awake.
If the black torso is awake, both are awake. The yellow would be aware, but unable to control themself. Somewhat like sleep paralysis, but while moving.
The yellow can be awake with the black asleep, but only through alcohol consumption. Or possibly other means of impairment. The black becomes almost comatose while sedated. It picks up on bits and pieces of what’s going on around it, but no concept of time passing.
If yellow is asleep, like actual sleep, the black goes into a deep sleep state.
The yellow can be awake with the black asleep, but only through alcohol consumption. Or possibly other means of impairment. The black becomes almost comatose while sedated. It picks up on bits and pieces of what’s going on around it, but no concept of time passing.
If yellow is asleep, like actual sleep, the black goes into a deep sleep state.
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