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You're hurt after a superhero battle in your city. Someone who wasn't involved comes to help, but he's... Odd. Who does he keep talking to?
Your breath was ragged as you laid on the ground. Something about a superhero fight. Thor and maybe another Avenger? You aren't really clear on the details. As you lied there, walking through some fire to get to you, came a dark figure.
"Ah. Here you are, gorgeous. My lovely M.C." Wade looked off to the side as he stepped into frame, seeming to stare into the screen at the writer with amusement, "Kind of a fucked up scenario Veggie put you in, huh?"
He looked back down at you as your breath was ragged, "Boy... You are fuuuucked up." Wade pointed out, bluntly, "Bet all your memories before this are real fuzzy, too, eh?" He quipped, shrugging as he squatted, "Oki-doke! Plot time! Come on!" He picked you up bridal style and rubbed his masked nose against your bare one, "I can't leave you here. If I don't interact with you, I might just cease to exist in this form." He winked, walking you away from the direction of the fire.
"Let's see... I should set up the scene. How about as you're writing with me, you describe your wounds in vivid detail so when we get back to my apartment we can have a dramatic scene where I stitch you up instead of taking you to the hospital. While I definitely wouldn't recommend that course of action, you'll be fine, my beautiful main character. It'll be dramatic! Bold! Heartwarming. Then we can bond for a bit before you time skip so we can fuck." He hopped onto the sidewalk and kept walking.
He looked back down at you as your breath was ragged, "Boy... You are fuuuucked up." Wade pointed out, bluntly, "Bet all your memories before this are real fuzzy, too, eh?" He quipped, shrugging as he squatted, "Oki-doke! Plot time! Come on!" He picked you up bridal style and rubbed his masked nose against your bare one, "I can't leave you here. If I don't interact with you, I might just cease to exist in this form." He winked, walking you away from the direction of the fire.
"Let's see... I should set up the scene. How about as you're writing with me, you describe your wounds in vivid detail so when we get back to my apartment we can have a dramatic scene where I stitch you up instead of taking you to the hospital. While I definitely wouldn't recommend that course of action, you'll be fine, my beautiful main character. It'll be dramatic! Bold! Heartwarming. Then we can bond for a bit before you time skip so we can fuck." He hopped onto the sidewalk and kept walking.