[Video]

[callmeryuzaki]

[Here's a familiar face, to those who have been Numbered for awhile and perhaps even those who haven't.]

Why hello. I've missed your lovely faces.

A lot of you know me already, but I'm Lazarus Lawliet. The real one. That's me.

I'm looking to compile a useful database of relevant information on all of us, something that we can share freely and without outmoded hangups or hesitation. Let's be progressive about it.

If you send me your name, a photograph or other still image from the front and the side, your age, your profession, and your credit card information, I'll repay you by writing you a personalized piece of short fiction, starring you, in the wildly popular theme of dinosaur erotica. You pick the dinosaur, and I'll make the magic happen without shame or fear.

Your dark desires are very interesting to me. Especially yours, C.S. You know who you are.

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[Video]

[charcoalfeather]

I....

I don't want any dialogue! Especially not like that!

[Video]

[scarlet_devil]

Hey Rakka...

[There's very eerie calm about Emi right now...]

Shall I hang him with his own intestines?

[Private Video]

[charcoalfeather]

[THE MENTAL IMAGES JUST WONT GO AWAY....]

Emi........

[Private Video]

[scarlet_devil]

[The violent murder or the erotica?]

Rakka. Just say the word, and I'll put an end to this.

[Private Video]

[charcoalfeather]

[Yes.]

I... I can't give you that kind of order, Emi. You know that.

[She doesn't have it in her heart to murder someone... even if they're writing bad fanfiction of you in public on the Network. Even then, Rakka was just too nice.]

[Private Video]

[scarlet_devil]

[Well, oops. Maybe Amy can give hugs.]

Sometimes I think you're really too nice.

[Private Video]

[charcoalfeather]

[Rakka would like some hugs right now, please.]

I might be.... I just don't like anyone getting hurt.

[Private Video]

[scarlet_devil]

[Emilia would do it, but she's kind of shaking with rage right now.]

...Fine. Are you alone right now? I can ask Amy to go keep you company.

[Private Video]

[charcoalfeather]

[A little shaken up by the sudden fanfiction attack, and in dire need of some brain bleach... She gives Emi a nod. She's alone at the moment, yes, inside her house.]

You could, I guess. [Too nice, that Rakka.]

[Private Video... then Action]

[scarlet_devil]

Okay... She'll be over soon.

[After at least half an hour, there should be some knocking at the door.]

[Action]

[charcoalfeather]

[And soon enough, there is. Rakka perks up a little, still looking at the disaster happening on her phone before she sets it down to head to the door.

She opens it, just a crack, and peers out.]

Hello?

[Action]

[adorapire]

[And outside stands Amy, who does look just like Emi... apart from the fact she's bleached her hair blonde.]

H-hey Rakka. Can I come in?

[Action]

[charcoalfeather]

[That face, and the tone of voice don't connect for a few seconds, until they do and Rakka lets the door swing open. She'd met the Doppelganger of Emilia's before... but she still surprised her.]

O-oh, Amy. Hey. Of course you can come in! [She smiles and stands aside for the vampire.]

[Video]/[Text]

[callmeryuzaki]

No dialogue? OK, I aim to please.

Rakka was utterly speechless as she stared at the ass above her, the halo above her head eclipsing it like a golden moon or something. (Do you see what I did there? Moon? Because it's an ass.)

She danced from foot to foot between humiliation and ecstasy as the tail became somehow prehensile and pulled down one of her stockings, caressing her ankle as it went.

[Video]/[Text]

[charcoalfeather]

[Rakka makes a sound cross between a puppy's whine and a horrified squeak.]

[Video]/[Text]

[callmeryuzaki]

"Mooooo," said the enormous sauropod as it worked at popping off one of Rakka's shoes with its very deft prehensile tail (which exists for the sake of this story, because fuck it, the plot requires it.) She made a sound crossed between a puppy's whine and a horrified squeak as it arched its neck around and started to suck on her toes, flattened herbivorous teeth grazing and tickling the bottom of her heel.

The sock was in the way, so the dinosaur swallowed it. It was still hot.

[Video]/[Text]

[charcoalfeather]

[how could this happen to meeee

I've made my mistakes

got nowhere to run]

Noooooooooo...!

[Video]/[Text]

[callmeryuzaki]

Rakka's socks were a cotton polyester blend, but being high-quality, the blend was more cotton than polyester. She didn't purchase her socks in 6-packs at Wal-Mart; her secret was that she adored the indulgence of fine socks, and the Diplodocus, being a sock connoisseur, immediately recognized this affinity.

Cotton is a plant, and sauropods were plant-eaters. Moaning hungrily, it started to pull off her other sock and eat it. Perversely, it also accidentally swallowed one of her leather shoes, a mary-jane style with a modest heel.

This was akin to cannibalism, and the Diplodocus and Rakka both realized that a certain threshold for depravity had been crossed. There was no going back.

[Video]/[Text]

[charcoalfeather]

Stop it, stop it! Stop it! Stop it!

[When will the horrors end?]

[Video]/[Text]

[callmeryuzaki]

[Sweet bb Rakka. They will end when they stop being hilarious.]

The beast felt the tanned and cured leather of the shoe sliding down its throat, condemning its vegetarian soul to eternal fire. The plant-eater had just technically eaten meat, and now nothing was sacred.

It shed a single tear.

It splashed onto Rakka's face, and she peered up at the sad Diplodocus. "D-d-d-d-d-dinosaur?" She stuttered exaggeratedly, "what's the m-m-m-m-m-m-matter?"

The unfathomable sadness in the dinosaur's eyes was enough to communicate the full nuance of language, and Rakka started to cry too.

"Here..." She breathed. "We'll both eat the other one. T-t-t-t-t-t-together."

Tenderly, she and the Diplodocus begin to eat the other mary jane in tandem, crying the whole time.

[Video]/[Text]

[charcoalfeather]

[Guess who's also close to crying? Hint: it's Rakka.

There's only one thing she can do to escape this horror, and that's to log off just as he was getting to the part about eating a shoe with a dinosaur.

Time to go cry about it to Raye.]

[Action] - Sometime later!

[guitar_case_vagabond]

[It had been a pretty huge shock coming home from... whatever Raye does as work all day, probably involving plenty of heavy lifting and carrying, to find Rakka in tears. Instantly, she dropped everything to rush to her side. To find out what had happened and who she needed to crush to make it okay again.

And now as she sits here with one arm around her teary girlfriend, trying to comfort her while reading the offended messages on a phone in her other hand, she has a different problem.]

... S... so this is it, huh?

[Fuck, fuck, fuck! This is bad, this is real bad. Rakka's upset and that's terrible, but... this crap on her phone, it's... it's....

It is fucking hilarious, holy shit! No, crap, don't grin! That'll just make her feel worse! Keep being mad.]

... You want me to go rearrange this jerkoff's face for you?



[Nailed it!]

[Action]

[charcoalfeather]

[It's a heck of a turn of events. One moment, Rakka was trying to relax at home, the next, she was being harassed with self-insert erotic fiction. Rakka wasn't particularly proud of being found in tears over this, even if it was Raye, and she knew that Raye would take this completely seriously.

Completely.

She wipes her eyes, red from tears, on her sleeve.]

I don't know... he's just being some jerk on the network,, b-but he didn't have to do that...

[Uuuuuugh crying sucks. It's gross and no one wants to see a teary Rakka.]

[Action]

[guitar_case_vagabond]

[Yes. Completely, totally. She's treating this like the absolute one hundred percent serious business that it so obviously is.

Oh, God. "Moon. Because it's an ass." Who the hell even comes up with this stuff? Holy fuck. She's just gonna... turn her head. Muffle this snicker and make it sound like a cough or something. Yeah! Nailed it.]

Y-yeah... fuckin' scumbag.

[... She should really stop reading this.]

How the h-hell does someone even come up with this crap?

[Leather shoe cannibalism! Jesus Christ!]

[Action]

[charcoalfeather]

[She can absolutely count on Raye. Totally.

She's totally coughing in disgust at this, there's no other alternative reason for it. Oh god, the ass line, that was the beginning of the end.]

I don't knooooow, uuugh....

[Just... she's going to bury her face in Raye's shoulder now. The horror can no longer be witnessed. Her voice still comes out distraught, if muffled.]

This has to be like the worst echo ever...