Art of Domination Thread 04

pull down his pants

You pull down his pants, and in a flash of madness and brilliance you slam your fist into his balls.



He collapses onto the floor, making a noise that resembles a knife scraping against stone.

If we're going for convincing him he's not an author, it may be more effective to convince him he's a pawn.

You: If you really are an Author, then why does it hurt so much?

Courage: Wh…what?

You: Why the hell did you even give yourself a pair of balls in the first place? Or… did someone else turn you into this?

Courage: Ugghh- You imbecile, the disguise has to be perfect!

You: Okay but you’re telling me you gave yourself pain receptors too? You just scored an own goal here, buddy. That is, assuming it really WAS your choice… Maybe you’re a pawn after all.

Courage: No, no NO. Lagan, shut up and-

You: I think it’s far more likely that instead of the Authors being so infinitely stupid that one of them would actually show up in this dimension with an anatomy so accurate that it becomes a handicap, they’ve got an agent who thinks he’s one of them. Work as their mouthpiece.

Courage: I am NOT-

Despite his protests, his head is re-forming. You take it as a sign that he’s doubting his status as an Author.

You: I mean, what kind of a hack author puts himself in their own work? Courage, if that IS your name… are you sure your memories are real?

No answer.

You leave him on the floor, and walk towards the exit. You haven’t fully convinced him yet, but you’ve planted the seed of doubt. Perhaps that will be enough.

However, as you stand before the exit, you realize that your body is too big to fit through. You test it by putting a finger through, and a foul-smelling tentacle reaches out.



You almost pull your hand back until you hear a familiar voice. It’s Intruder, the Renegade Author and awkward ally.

Intruder: I’m going to kill him.

You: No. We can use him. We wait and let the doubt take him.

Intruder: I know what you’re going for, Lagan, but I am telling you we should kill him right now and prevent unpleasant surprises. If you insist on letting him live, then at least let me imprison him. We cannot leave him be and risk your plan backfiring.

You consider this for a moment.

- “Considering all the nonsense we’ve had to fight through, killing him might be the smartest option. All right. Do what you must.”

- “We’ll take him with us. Interrogate as best we can.”

- “No. We leave him alone. Let him come to us once he’s convinced.”

What do you say?

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