God of Marriage Saga: Chapter 1
Imported from SF2 with no description.
I had grown... heavy-handed.
People solve problems together. You know I'm a hider, as well as anyone, so let's just reveal a problem.
Some wicked people are preoccupied with fascinations that hurt others.
Professor Hojo likes to marry bodies together in indiscriminate ways.
Creates monstrous offspring. Some work,
Some don't.
It was a 'high' crime. Like, highly conceptual. On the meat face of things, of course things are going to smash together until their offspring work. So why don't we just have a lab somewhere to encourage it happening, just to have the answers?
...and that's... an aspect of Rape. I'm almost 100% positive of it. It's mind-flaying 101--having a tantalizing secret that you just have to undress with your intellect.
I could hear him laughing maniacally, somewhere. And this was... memory? Was it memory, though, or was it imagination?
...the problem was that, my 'own' faculties had been significantly fucked.
I was now the proud self-insert who had the dilemma of sorting out all the stories I was involved in.
Tracer tried to crack a joke at me, but it was swallowed down the memory hole. Which spared me having to explain my relationship to--
Tracer: "I said, what about the furries? When does this get to be a furry story?!"
_ Why would there be a Tracer who cares about furries?! _