What can I say?
I was bored
So I looked around for someone to
be for a little while, see what I could get up to.
Ever so grateful, scantily clad, nymphoid space traveler, BARBARELLA? Perfect!
I decided it might be more fun to just go with a version of what would happen to her, she's quite fun. I should have thought it through a little further, as upon donning face and materialising,
I didn't even have the time to announce myself I was knocked out by...well, I couldn't tell you. It was lights out. I came to on a space ship. So far, this wasn't as much fun as I'd thought it would be.
. Also, what the **** knocked me out. I didn't even see it. Never mind. Once I'd gotten over the indignity of it all,
I am a god, after all, I noticed bizarre looking being in the room with me. No emotions that I could detect, but he seemed helpful enough despite that...lack of empathy thing. I could tell it was going to be hard to thank him, for what I supposed was rescuing me, in my customary way.
He lead me to a group of others. A mixed bag of entities, seemed interesting. A couple were quite sexy. I couldn't help myself from wanting to get to know them better. One thing may have led to another with one of them, I won't mention any names.
But that's where everything went wrong. So
very, very wrong.
It appears nobody knew quite enough about another passenger on board. Someone captured and put in cryogenic state for research purposes. Why? Some kind of regenerative monster. Ask me, I've birthed a few. As myself, not Barbarella. Well, not myself. I was always something else at those times.
But then again...I'm always something else. Not one of them mentioned this particular regenerative monster was homicidal, had a thing for machetes and using their own sleeping bags as weapons of violent, traumatic death, and couldn't really be killed...until the emotionless being
(I found out his name was SZeroX) started...well not malfunctioning, that's the wrong word, but, blurting out strange things. This lead to one of the handsome gung-ho crew members
(I forget his name, but who cares. He had pecs and arms worthy of Asgard.) doing a lot of frantic finger punching. I can't say I didn't wonder what those fingers could do to this body, but I put that out of my mind immediately as we had
other fish to fry.
All I know is, we're in deep trouble, I'm not helping in this body, as it appears that that it's the lascivious that trigger this being that's tormenting the helpful SZeroX. It's not just him in danger, we're
all in danger, and my presence is making it worse. I hope this doesn't mean they'll try to kill me to save themselves. I'm rather liking this body.
This thing is half titanium, armed,
although to be honest, he doesn't really need to be, unstoppable, and
starting with our help. So far SZeroX has managed to escape, but by the way he's talking, it appears this beast may be having assistance. Perhaps from something that controls minds.
I don't know, I haven't figured it out yet.
This is going to be brutal.