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Prompt 43 [part 3]
🕑 Added 2025-06-16 06:58:21 +0000 UTCThe Queen was having a bacon sandwich for lunch for her birthday. Although, she could swear it was just her birthday yesterday [and 2 days prior]. Well, she didn't wind up eating it anyway. Her most trusted advisor - Jack - was lying on the floor dead. The poison from [other] Jack's bacon sandwich worked fast, and Jack never stood a chance. Jack had accused Jack of attempting to poison the Queen, but this was nonsense. Jack was actually planning on stabbing the Queen in her sleep later that night. The poison sandwich was just Jack playing the long con. Jack thought that by framing Jack, he would earn the Queens' trust and become her most trusted advisor. And he would have gotten away with it too - had the Queen not known the whole time [thanks to her two newest spies named Idiot and Dumbass].
It had been 9 hours since the last assassination attempt. That Jack was taken alive. He would be turned into a male praying mantis and put in a controlled environment with a female praying mantis. He would try to maintain some humanity, some dignity, but no one is ever able to. Seconds pass before your human life is all but a hazy dream. But it's the pheromones that do you in. Desire fills your tiny mantis lungs, and you choke on your own libido. There is only sex - only sweet release burning inside you. You must get rid of it. It controls your every urge. It overwhelms your every sense. And then, you see her. It's romantic enough, but at this point you'd fuck an old boot in the right lighting. Your vision goes from primary, to secondary, to tertiary to all but forgotten as the act continues. It's not very long - half a minute maybe. And then the release is everything. It's purpose fullfilled. It's tasting the end of the rainbow on your tongue while swimming in a pot of gold. It's better than a pizza-taco-hotdog-donut hybrid when you're drunk at 3am. It's the moment it all was leading up to.
Then you die from your head being separated from your body.
This was the Queen's only defense. She was never taught how to fight, shoot, evade or even flee. She was taught to turn her assailants into male praying manti and force them to die a bugs death [while not altogether unpleasant - it was considered unfathomably cruel]
This Jack would have to be turned too. He was just like the rest of them. He thought she was a child. He envied her positon. But it's lonely at the top. No one wants to help you - they only want to kill you. It's hard to run a kingdom when you're assassination attempts average 3.4 per day.
Idiot and Dumbass would be back soon. They could take care of Jack later. The long game was still in play - she was safe for a few more hours, at least. Her two newest spies had absolutely no ambition whatsoever. They were the only people in her whole kingdom that she could trust.
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Delicada19π«
Kiss that brain for me, will ya? Part 3 landed while I slept. Maybe thatβs why it slipped under my skin so easy. The Queen? Survival mode, trusting the ones too simple to have an agenda. (Smart move, honestly) W.W.A.D.? (What Will Alice Do?) Enjoying itβ¦ but clocking every shadow. Will she be seen as a threat? Or was she like the queen in a different kind of survival? Look Iβm invested, mmkay? This one deserves a title. Or you donβt have a catchphrase yet? π Honestly, thanks. For being the distraction in this daily shit show. Behind this thereβs a real person riding the same chaos.. so yeah. Youβre a real one.
