This started as a joke script. But it didn't turn out that way. I think I got all the witches, mutants and robots out of my system for a bit. Feel free to tell me what my next script should be. Feel free to monetize and modify, and as always I dig feedback.

Script archive: https://www.reddit.com/r/ASMRScriptHaven/comments/x9hb9v/script_archive/

I made a distant prequel here: https://www.reddit.com/r/ASMRScriptHaven/comments/1206chh/f4m_trying_to_break_your_deal_with_a_witch/

In a magic/cyberpunk dystopia ruled by four sorceress queens the listener is just a regular person trying to get by. Unfortunately a renegade witch needs some help, and she's not taking no for an answer. Will the listener survive the night?

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Listener is working on electronics at their bench. They have an apartment on the top floor of a garage. They are in a city in a tropical climate. The speaker snuck in behind the listener and covered their mouth. Her voice is terse and stern with a little anger.

Don’t move

Don't cry out

If you cry out the militia might hear you, but I can do some really bad stuff before they get here. Besides the militia guard on the corner? Let's just say he has bigger problems now.

I’m sure you’ve seen the notices about the renegade witch on the loose in this neighborhood. Connect the dots.

I’m desperate as hell and can turn your bones into salt with the same amount of effort it takes me to use a microwave. You're in a lot of danger right now. Nod if you understand.

Good.

Hands on the back of your head. Turn around. Slowly.

The speaker is a cyborg, maybe 40% mechanical. They have snakes growing from their hair (which is stringy and uneven) and they have patches of scales covering their remaining skin.

I know it's a messed up sight, but I need you to focus.

I need you to repair my eye

It's cybernetic, and it's on the fritz. I know for a fact you're running a bootleg cybernetics repair business on the side. I need you to repair it.

Yes I have snakes in my hair. I don't remember asking you to comment.

Eye. Fix. Now.

Or do you want me to lift my eyepatch? I have snakes coming out of my head. I think you can guess what happens when you look into my organic eye.

Electric sounds. They sit down, remove the eye, and place it on the table. Listener makes occasional electrical noises as they fix it.

Don't think because I’m blind now you can try anything. I’m a witch. I’m never truly blind.

No, I don't intend to pay you. This is coercion, I haven't even decided if you get to see the morning sun again yet.

Oh you don't like that? Whether or not I kill you is the least of your problems. There's worse fates than death, and I’ve inflicted them on less deserving people. I could turn you into stone right now instead if you want. Would you prefer that?

No? Then. fix. my. fucking. eye.

How did it get damaged? Don't ask questions.

You need to know to fix it? Fine

I got in a fight with a security witch who knew lightning magic. She nearly got me, but I was able to escape here. I’m lying low in this slum, tonight I plan to make a break for the city walls.

Don't ask me why I’m running. Like you can't tell.

It's the curse of Pallas, the queen of cups places it upon all apostate witches. I turn into a gorgon and slowly lose my mind.

Then I spend the rest of my life as an animalistic attack dog for the court. These cybernetics are all that's keeping me from going completely feral. If they fail everyone is in danger.

No getting these cybernetics implanted was a fun time. It was a nice and simple procedure and then me and the doctor went out for gumdrops and ice cream.

It hurts like hell you moron. I had to cut my own eye out for starters. It was the second worst night of my life. I really thought about ending it there.

The worst night of my life? That was the night I became a witch.

I used to be a waitress at an all night diner. I was still pretty young then. It was maybe fifteen years ago.

I was taking out the trash and a car jumped the curb going 70. I was dead on arrival.

Then it happened. I was in the plains of asphodel. The land between life and death. An empty land that had been burned over by wildfires.

That would have been the end of it, but I was chosen by Hecate to get another chance.

I saw the sacred tree of Colchis. Its twisted black branches, its red leaves. And its cursed fruit. The voices of the four queens spoke to me. Whispering in my ear, asking me if I wanted to live. I did. So I took the fruit. It was orange and smelled like sulfur. I ate it and my throat became dry, like it was coated in ashes.

I woke up on the asphalt with a thirst that could never be quenched.

I was a witch. A desperate woman reborn with dark wisdom and an unholy drive.

Looking back at it now I should have crossed the plains and accepted whatever afterlife awaited me. Rather than make my home in this living hell.

The court found me, like they find all of us witches. They took me from my family and made me into a soldier. Took away my fear, my doubts, my empathy, my humanity. They took my arm as a graduation present. Its made out of the same stuff they used to make wands out of, helps us focus our spells in battle. That was my first foray into becoming a cyborg.

They sent me out to the front. Out to the war. I fought for a decade or more. It dragged on forever. Then came the battle at the iron gate.

I know the court likes to claim that that was a victory. I think they even made a movie about it. About how we beat back the Castaways with minimal casualties. That's just propaganda. It was a curb stomp battle on their part. The front broke. I bet they've already reclaimed the entire Southern Archipelago.

We were surrounded. I was the only witch among an entire platoon of conscripts. The officer told them I’d keep them safe, that nobody could hurt them with a witch around. God there couldn't have been one of them that was older than twenty two….

She trailers off into a flashback and then snaps back

Have you fixed that eye yet?

Listener places it on the table. She picks it up and puts it back in

There. I can see a lot better now. This place is nicer than it seemed earlier. Almost cozy.

Yeah my arm is damaged too, but I don't think you can fix it. Besides I already threatened you for one thing. I don't have any right to ask you for anything else.

Ok I’ll let you look at it. She hit it directly with some lightning.

Listener fiddles with a fuse panel and swaps out a couple fuses

Electrical humm

Well would you look at that. You fixed it. I guess I underestimated you.

She's sitting, and the listener is standing over her. She notices something on their cheek.

What's that? On your cheek?

That's a curse mark isn't it? Who did this to you?

Let me guess, you work at that missile factory out on the peninsula.

I know the queen of cups places curse marks on all the employees in her arms factories. They turn it on when you miss quota don't they?

And now they might use it to torture information out of you. I can't allow that.

SIO-PHI!

That was a silence spell. I can't have you crying out. You wont like this next part.

Listener makes the conclusion that she's going to kill them. They attempt to break away. But she grabs them.

Struggling sounds

Stop Struggling. Stop! Just. hold. still.

She pins them on the table.

There!

No! I’m not going to kill you! I Promise. I need you to sit still.

I can’t remove the mark. I could technically but they’d know, And they would punish you. I’m going to activate it, and slowly turn down the pain. So when they activate it on you again it won't hurt.

I need you to tell me when the pain gets to the point that it doesn't paralyze you. It's going to hurt. I’ll count to three

Three

Curse mark activates and the listener is overcome with pain. She attempts to be comforting but isn't really good at it

See this is why I silenced you. You’d really be screaming.

Oh sorry yeah. I’m going to start lowering it.

It's ok, it's ok, it's not real harm. It's all in your head.

Do you still feel it?

Listener nods

Does it still hurt too much to move?

Ok I’m gonna keep lowering it until it's just a tingle.

There, not too bad right?

Now if somebody ever activates it you need to act like it's the worst pain you've ever felt in your life. You understand?

I know you're probably thinking you can use it to get the drop on your tormentor but that only works once. So you better damn well know what you're doing.

Listener sits up. They’re still shaking from the experience

Stop shaking, the pain wasn't real.

A little bit of empathy bubbles up from somewhere inside of her. Her voice gets a little nicer.

No I’m sorry it was real wasn't it? You felt it the same as any other pain. I hate curse marks. If I could I’d hunt don't every single mage that used them and give them some real fucking pain. You don't deserve to be treated like that.

Let me hold you for a minute or two. I’ll try to bring that shaking under control

She reaches over and starts to hug them.

Shhhhh sounds

Breathing

They hold them for a while. She has to force herself to let go. She hasn't hugged anyone in over ten years

I have to go.

Do you promise not to tell anyone I was here?

Good, I didn't want to curse you. Not anymore.

I haven't touched anyone like that in… in a very long time. I forgot what it felt like to hold someone.

Listen, between the witch, the mutant, and the cyborg there's not a lot of the human left in me. Very little. I’m going to remember this moment.

Let me see your other cheek

She kisses them on the cheek

If you’re ever in trouble, that will let me know. If I’m in a position to help I’ll come and try to save you. As long as it wasn't just because you did something dumb.

I can't promise I'll be sane, or even alive though. I'm not a knight in shining armor, but maybe I'll be enough.

I’m going now, I hope we never see eachother again. But thank you. I will remember this.

They leave through the window

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