AVGN Reviews Life Is Strange

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TODAY, IN RETAIL

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Daredevil (2003) Alternate Ending

Awakening

No one told me how good it was going to feel.

They talked on and on about how I would lose my values, my thoughts, even my soul.  They told me I would be damned for eternity, trapped inside of myself and unable to so much as blink, much less scream.

They told me that my 'Owner' would ignore my need for control, would take parts from me until the only thing left was a shell of myself, a thing.

I believed Them.

I still do, to be honest.

The problem is that ever since I've woken up from the implantation surgery...I can Feel It.

Her implant, like a seed taking root in my nerves and muscles.  Wrapping around my spine like a long-lost lover, communicating not with mere words but in feeling, in intention, in silent memory.

And it feels impossibly, unbelievably good.  Each second brings yet another pulsing wave of pleasure emanating from my spine. 

Training, She had said.  Conditioning, she silently added with Her eyes, like violet storms.

And even though it is nothing more than simple pleasure, even though I know exactly what She is doing...I can tell it's working.

I can feel the soft curl of a smile on my lips, when I get distracted.  I can feel it guide me.  Making me want to obey.  The stick is unneeded when the carrot is unable to be resisted.

She told me I'm going to feel this way every day of the rest of my life. 

I cried.

I don't know if it was from frustration, or relief.

...Or maybe I do know.  Maybe I do, and the thought of knowing terrifies me more.

I am unable to ever be alone again.  Unable to ever make a mistake, unless She wants me to. 

I am unable to hate Her anymore.

Not that I think I ever did, not really.  She was...is difficult to get along with, to be sure.  But She listens to me.  I know She does.  And I'm healthier than I've been in a long, long time.  It is, if nothing else, a decent life promised to me.

Ah.

It...the implant rewarded me for that thought. 

...hm.

Would I have thought this before now?

Doubtful.

But that me had yet to understand.  Was convinced they could escape, if only they tried hard enough.

I have been disavowed of that notion.

She promised me as much, and She has kept every one of her promises.  I know that now. That no matter how I pound at these walls, there is truly no escaping Her. Not now, not ever. And that I soon may change into someone, something else.

I should be scared right now, I think.

I should be terrified.

But that is an unneeded emotion.  Fear is a harsh teacher, one necessary to guide our clumsy evolution.  It sang to the rapid beating of your heart: 'Respect that which you do not understand, and avoid that which hurts you.'

And though I still have yet to understand Her...I know She will not hurt me.  And I know that my fear would ultimately achieve little and less.

And so if fear and terror are unneeded, why not prune it way?  Why not excise it, so that the wound may heal?

Ah.

I see.

I suppose...I suppose I will change. 

And I suppose I am changing, even now.

And perhaps...

Perhaps I already am changed. 

Already different.  I tasted nectar and ambrosia, and now the bread and wine of mortal men is but ash and mud in my mouth.

For I am no longer in control.

And I am glad that They never told me how Good that feels.

I saw this and immediately thought of the character Spryte from the 1989 Legend Of Zelda cartoon. She's always macking on Link, watching him bathe, pushing him to stop pining over Zelda and start dating her instead ("But Spryte, you're only 3 inches tall!" "So? You don't like short girls?") and overall just relentlessly bratty and constantly horny. It's even a plot point in one episode- Link gets hit with an invisibility spell in which only someone who loves him is able to see him, and Spryte can't because she's only after him for his body.

According to the show's writer, Bob Forward, he added her into the series because fairies were a huge kink for him and he had a sexual awakening seeing Tinkerbell in Peter Pan when he was younger. Bob Forward later went on to invent and patent electric underwear that repeatedly shocks your balls.

(In case anyone thinks I'm joking, I'm not, I promise all of this is true)

Chapter 6: A fullfilling night

Chapter 5

Haha who could possibly fall asleep on a bar's counter ??? Haha, No One !... No one......

I have so many memories of walking friends home and be walked/carried home... Good times...

Of course, stay safe, take care of your friends !

And as always, big shout out to @lutiaslayton with the translation !