Context: You were a scientist aboard the S.S Revolver, a station set out to explore an intergalactic mystery known as the 'Nameless Planet'. For eons, it has remained unconquered and unexplored, and yet no one knows why. You've been paired with Jake Shaw, a surly but seasoned astronaut more than capable of helping you find answers. You and he bicker often, but you're sure he's nice enough, deep down. At least until the space station exploded.

Setting: The S.S Revovler/the Nameless Planet

Tags: [M4A][Colleagues to Lovers][Tsundere]to[Yandere Space Cowboy Speaker][Scientist Listener][Sci-Fi][Horror][Eldritch][Still Alive][Aliens][Confession][Comfort][Twisted][Possession/Control][Accident][CW: Hardcore Body Horror]

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[Scene opens aboard the S.S Revolver - Docking Bay]

[SFX: Emergency alarms/People panicking]

[The ship’s A.I rumbles out over the panic and explosions:]

A critical failure in Core 4 aboard S.S Revolver. I repeat, a critical failure in Core 4 has occurred. All stations to escape pods-

[You feel someone grab you around the waist, hauling you manually into one of the dinghy ships used for planetary exploration]

“Damnit, Beanpole, GO! Before the whole station explodes-!”

[SFX: A massive explosion]

[...]

[SFX: Panic to the eerie silence of space]

…

[You’re falling]

[SFX: Some static]

“Hold on, sweetheart! Hold on! Just hold tight to me!”

[Still falling… Burning alive]

“HOLD ON!”

[You black out here]

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Time Transition: ????

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[Scene opens in an alien cave]

[SFX: Faint male murmuring/cave echo]

[You’re sure you’re dead. It’s been quiet for so long in that void. Yet, you hear a familiar voice speaking distantly:]

“-is Jake Shaw of the S.S Revolver, please come in.”

[SFX: Static]

“I’ve got a scientist here injured, over… Wait… Hey! Genie, can you hear me?!”

[...]

“Shh, it’s OK! You’re alright, sweetheart! Just… Just open your eyes nice and slow, and don’t look down at your abdomen, OK?”

[...??]

“Yes… It’s Jake. I’m here. I’m alive…”

[...?]

“What happened? Ah… The spaceship experienced an explosion, of some sort, right in its core. It happened so fast that… Hundreds were dead in a matter of seconds… I was just setting off to go and do a preliminary of the planet’s surface with you, remember? We were arguing about something stupid and then we were inside the dinghy, but the explosion sent it hurdling into the atmosphere before we could brace… It burned up. So fast…”

[He sounds in slight shock]

“...Burned up… I tried to hold you… Shield you with my body, somehow, b-but you got knocked away…”

[...]

[He takes a shaky breath]

“...I don’t know how long I was out. When I woke up, I was… startled to learn I was still alive, certainly. I looked for you… For any sign of you, desperate, needing to know-! And… then I found you… What was left of you, anyway…”

[...]

“...You’d landed in a place closer to a, ahm, swamp, I suppose. In an unidentifiable viscous liquid, the temperature even lower than absolute zero. I think that’s what saved you, ultimately. It was so cold that your brain needed less oxygen… So you bled out slower…”

[...]

[He nods quietly]

“A swamp-like atmosphere is indicative of potential life, certainly… but that doesn’t matter right now. What matters is that you’re here. I’m here. And I love you.”

[...?]

“...A near-death experience can scare a man to honesty, sweetheart. Even if he is usually a surly asshole…”

[You try to look down but his stern voice stops you]

“Baby. Do not… look down right now… OK?”

[...???]

“Why?”

[He hesitates briefly before answering honestly:]

“...Right now… You’re just a torso and head, honey bunny. Most of your organs aren’t even inside of you… I don’t want to distress you. Didn’t want to, anywho… I got you from the swamp, and brought you to this cave to try and save you.”

[...]

“Were you that badly injured? Oh, beautiful… You were dead. Dead enough that something had started chewing on your tasty flesh, apparently. I had to take you apart to get all of… All of the sick out… What they infected you with…”

[Pause!!]

“Honey.”

[You still, entirely against your will, as he hovers over you]

“Again...I would advise not looking down if you can move at all…”

[P-Pause]

[He exhales softly under his helmet, impossible to read]

“Yes ...We fell through the atmosphere of the planet, my sweet. You burned up… While I watched helplessly. It’s true, what they say! You know? No one can hear you scream in space. But watching you burn… Struggle… Scream in silent agony…”

[He takes another pained breath]

[Pause…]

“But-! But… It’s OK, now. See, this planet? The nameless planet… There’s a reason no one has ever named it. We’re not alone… We never have been, not since we crashed. There are… things here… Alive. Very alive. Very… hungry.”

[P-Pause]

[You can’t see his face under the helmet still, but there’s a tired nothingness to his voice. If not desperation]

“...I burned up, too. A little less, since… since I had the better spacesuit. Heh. Still have the helmet on, like it’s going to stop whatever God is out there from judging me.”

[He lets out a manic laugh but quickly quiets]

“Shame on me! Haha… Shame on me… Oh, but I’m being rude. Let me take off this silly helmet so we can talk properly, alright?”

[SFX: The helmet being removed]

[If you could scream, you would, and he appears to note this]

“No, no! Shh, I know! I know, sweetie, I know! I know… The black veins and eyes… They take some getting used to. Sharing space… takes some getting used to.”

[...]

[His voice turns a bit colder]

“Angel. I really would advise you to not look down at yourself. The incubation is a very trying process.”

[Pause?!?]

“I know you’re trying to yell at me. You don’t have lungs yet, baby. You’ll have to wait a little while.”

[SFX: Unfortunate, wet slithering/him sitting]

[He plops down next to whatever rock you’re lying on, head heavy]

“...They’ve been so kind to form a symbiotic relationship with us, you know? They’re old. So old… One found me, barely alive. Death isn’t a concept they understand, see? But they do love entertainment. They do love rules… It asked me if it could help me, and I begged it to save my life, so I could save yours. It asked, “Why?”, and I told it that I loved you. It was… intrigued.”

[Pause?!?]

“It’s fascinating, really. They are ingrained with everything on this planet. Every living thing, they are intertwined with. The whole planet is Them. They know so much… about this universe, but love is new. Thus, the One in me agreed to integrate, so long as it could experience this sensation.”

[SFX: More unfortunate slithering]

[PAUSE!!!!!]

[He chuckles darkly]

“See, you ‘say’ that… or, mouth it, but you don’t really mean it. You’d rather not be dead than experience this glory with me. You’re mine, after all…”

[...]

[Something layers on top of his normal voice. Something horrifying, intertwined and twisted]

“...All mine. No more colleagues butting in, no more crew to draw you away. Just me, this beautiful place, and the opportunity of a lifetime to study! To learn! To be together and play and love and maybe even start a family! I UNDERSTAND now! I know how to be more than myself, to care more about my fragile ego as a human male!”

[He moves closer and you want to flinch. You simply can’t]

[SFX: Him moving closer/rocks sliding]

“...It’s so excited… They don’t mate here, you know? They simply are, but you’re mine, which means the One in you will be Theirs and ours and it will be so damned beautiful! We can build a home here, together!... Isn’t that what you wanted?”

[PAUSE!!!]

[SFX: Gruesome sounds - the Listener’s body piecing itself back together]

[You writhe in agony as your organs reset. Your body pulls back together, sinew and muscle stitching

“No more working too late… No more mind games or teasing or juvenile tactics to keep us apart. Just love… Beautiful, simple, fully wholesome love.”

[SFX: More gruesome sounds]

“Oh. Pardon me, Master, but that organ actually goes here. Mmhm, the lung…”

[SFX: Even more gruesome sounds]

[You squirm and scream for what feels like an eternity but, as quick as it began, it’s over]

[Pause - VA’s discretion on length]

“...There we go. All better! Yours has integrated so much faster than mine, my sweet… How do you feel?”

[...]

“Aww… No, Master, those are called ‘tears’. Shh, it’s alright… Come here, my beautiful mate…”

[Jakes draws you in, gently rubbing your back. You shudder as something bubbles in your lower back, almost purring]

[Note: Italicized quotes are the creature within the Listener. This is optional dialogue and does not need to be read out if desired]

Mmh… This ‘touch’ sensation is nice…

[...]

“Shh… I have you. And, now, I always will… Isn’t that nice, sweetheart? We have all the time in the universe, now!”

[...]

[You cry. And cry and cry. There’s nothing else you can do]

[To be continued?]

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Note: Alright, my little hobgoblins. I know you guys almost always want a Part 2, but I need you to be honest on this one. Yes or no?