《Helluva Harem》Congratulations
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You walked into stage, a crew of assorted demons stared at you. A chair then appears next to Killjoy. You took a seat.
Katie: This is Y/n, Local Man-Whore and unfortunately my savior. So Y/n, what we're you doing the day you saw me getting attacked by the hell beast?
Y/n: I was hanging out with some buddies of mine, then I noticed a hell beast was chasing right after you. At first I would've done nothing, but realizing there are better ways to die. I went and fought the beast.
Katie: So you went hand to hand with a beast just 'cause you felt bad about someone dying to one of those things.
Y/n: Yeah, besides dying just 'cause you were leaving a sex shop doesn't really sound like a way to go, especially to a person of "status"
Katie: What! how did yo- THATS NOT IMPORTANT! What's important here is that how did it feel to kill one of things.
Y/n: I don't know, and I don't care. It happened.
Katie: Wow you are just a sad sack of shit, can't even answer a simple question.
Y/n: Hey, just cause I can't answer that means I'm sad, I think you're just projecting.
Katie: PROJECTING!?!
Y/n: I mean when I came back after saving you, the first thing you asked is that if I wanted to fuck. Are you actually that desperate for some dick? I mean c'mon you didn't even take me to dinner first.
Katie:[Her neck cracks] I will not be berated by a fucking whore.
Y/n: Awwww what's wrong Killjoy, Can't even get a date? Trench here doesn't want you? C'mon you can be honest.
Katie Killjoy looks at Tom Trench. He stayed silent and shook his head no.
Katie: LISTEN HERE BITCH! IF IT WERENT FOR ME YOU WOULDNT BE HERE!
Y/n: And if it weren't for me, you wouldn't be here. Fair trade.
Katie: Oh please. Like anyone would like to be saved by a lonely pathetic loser like you.
Y/n: Lonely!?! Look who's talking. Trench have you seen Katie here, talk to anyone outside of work. You know, like go to bar, went to a club, or even just watched a movie?
Trench: Well, besides from this one time she used me as a one night stand and kicked to the curb after she came, no I haven't seen anything besides from that.
Katie: SHUT UP LIMP DICK!
Y/n: Ok how about this, let's make it easier. Call someone on your phone. Someone that's not from work.
Katie: FINE! I'll prove you so fucking wrong.
Y/n: While you do that I'll call a friend of mine, of course I let you ring first.
Killjoy scrolls through her contacts, you can visibly see she only has a couple of work contacts and some food delivery service. She stalls until reaching a random number.
Katie: Here, this will prove your sorry ass wrong.
The phone rings for a couple of seconds, the crew clearly suddenly interested in this whole ordeal. After a couple more rings the phone finally picks up.
Phone: Hello, this is bad demons sex toy emporium, Ms. Killjoy this is the 3rd time you cal-
Katie hangs up immediately, clearly blushing and pissed.
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Katie: FINE! I talk to no one outside of work, but it's not like you have anyone better to talk to.
Y/n:[Sarcastically] Well of course besides from Octavia Goetia, Stella Goetias Angel Dust, and some others. I guess I really don't have anyone else better to talk to.
Katie: No way you have Stella Goetia's phone number.
Y/n: Here let me call her.
You dialed a number, it rings for a couple a seconds, then someone picks up
Phone: Verosika Mayday speaking, what's up Y/n
Y/n: Oh hey Verosika,[Sarcastically] I accidentally called the wrong number. How you doing?
Phone: I'm doing good, just music bullshit as usual. Speaking of which, Y/n you know your way around a bass right?
Y/n: Yup.
Phone: Well I have a gig coming up soon and I wanted to know if you wanted to play with us?
Y/n: Sure, I'll play with y'all. Say hello by the way, you're on TV.
Verosika: Yeah I know I'm watching your interview now, Octavia told everyone.
Y/n: Oh,[You looked over to Octavia] Thanks Via!
Octavia gives you a thumbs up.
Y/n: Oh and say hi to Milky for me.
Phone: Will do! Have fun with that interview.
Y/n: Thank you.[Looking to Killjoy with a gotcha face] Sorry wrong number.[Shrugging]
Katie Killjoy looks like she's about to explode but you kept progressing forward.
Y/n: Here let me actually call Stella.
You dialed Stella's number, she instantly picks up.
Y/n: Hey Stella, how are you?
Stella: I'm just great Y/n, I'm watching the interview with you and that Killjoy women.
Y/n: That's great! How are your cuts doing?
Stella: They're healing up just nicely, after the night where YOU RAVAGED ME AND MADE ME YOUR PERSONAL FLESHLIGHT! I couldn't sit normally for a couple of hours when I got back home, I even still feel the shaking now.
Y/n: That's quite an unfortunate situation. Well I just wanted to call and say hello and what not.
Stella: Well thanks for calling, Love you~
Y/n: Love you to~
You hung up, everyone in the studio stares at you in silence. Katie Killjoy looks like she about to cry, she then gets up and leaves without saying a word. The crew then erupts in laughter and cheering. Trench the sits next to you and carries on with the interview.
Trench: Wow Y/n you are one interesting motherfucker, LITERALLY!
Y/n: Yeah you can put it like that.
Trench: Well now that happened, let's address the elephant in the room. Your abilities are interesting. Can you give use a demonstration.
Y/n: Glady trench, does anyone have a drink for me?
A crew member holds up a can of soda, you then took out your whipfist.
Y/n: Stay there, I bet I can get it from here.
The camera then shows you extending your whipfist grabbing and piercing the can, you shotgunned it down like a champ.
Y/n: Ahhhhhhh refreshing
The crew is amazed by your display of power.
Y/n: That's not all. I do say trench, this room maybe a little cold.
Trench: Should we turn on the heat?
Y/n: No need.
You then let the biomass give you a simple bomber jacket, it was black but the inside glowed crimson red.
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Trench: That was fucking gross but so cool at the same time.
Y/n: Yeah, it works with other parts of clothing to, including going nude.
Trench: That must make it easier to fuck.
Y/n: Yeah, but I'm never really interested in sex in the first place.
You then walked up the camera and grabbed it.
Y/n: To you delinquents, punks, anarchist, and those who aren't heard. Take action, live in the moment, and do crimes.
You then stepped back, arms spread out, looking proud.
Y/n: That's what I want from y'all, as hell's newest overlord.[Taking out your claws] GO FUCKING NUTS!!!
You then pounced on the camera slashing it open, the TV's go static, then the crew starts running around and breaking everything they see. Even Trench breaks some shit. Cheers and rallies are heard. Everyone storms out the building spreading your message of chaos.
You then walked over back to Octavia and kissed her deeply, She moans.
Y/n: Hey, go ahead and wait in the car[Handing her the car keys] I'm gonna loot this place for a bit.
Octavia: Don't make me wait long now.
Y/n: I promise I won't.
Octavia then leaves and you got to work, you found some trashbags and started grabbing random things that peaked your interest. Technology, cups, secret booze, and even one of Trenches gas mask were in your possession. You then stumbled upon Katie Killjoy's green room. Crying can be heard, and glass shatters. You debated if you should enter and atleast try to talk to her. You grabbed a bottle of booze and entered.
Katie: GET OUT!!! [Throwing an empty bottles of booze]
Y/n:[Catching the bottle] Jeez lady, calm down.
Katie: HOW THE FUCK CAN I CALM DOWN AFTER YOU FUCKING HUMILIATED ME IN FRONT OF EVERYONE! I LOOK LIKE A JOKE!
Y/n: Hey, maybe if you weren't such an asshole none of this would've happened. Not my fault you were just being a bitch.
Katie: LIKE IT MATTERS! You made fun of my social life. I'm supposed be the head honcho here. I'm the one that's supposed to be popular, and here you are proving the exact opposite. I GET IT! NO ONE WANTS TO TALK TO ME! HANG OUT WITH ME! OR EVEN LOOK MY WAY!
Y/n: Mhmm. [Grabbing 2 Empty glasses and sitting on the couch]
Katie: HOW DO YOU EVEN MANAGE TO NOT ONLY GET STELLA ARS GOETIA TO TALK TO YOU AND VEROSIKA MAYDAY!
Y/n: Yeah.
Katie: ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING!
Y/n:[Pouring alcohol into the glasses] Not one bit.
Katie: FUCKING LEAVE!
Y/n: Nope! [Patting the spot next to you] C'mon have a drink.
Katie Killjoy looks at you in disgust but eventually gives up and sighs, her face saddened. She sits next to you and downs the glasses of cheap liquor. You poured her another glass.
Y/n: Look, I know what I did was out of line. I knew what it was like to be alone, and I can't really ridicule you for that.
Katie: Like you know what it's like to be alone for years.
Y/n: I do actually, it's the whole reason why I'm in hell in the first place.
Katie: Oh? Explain then.
Y/n: I was lonely for a couple of years. My neighbors were shit, my landlord was shit, I was living like shit, I never talked to anyone, I never went out to places with anyone. I'd stay home and stare at my ceiling. Eventually I just gave up, when I got my eviction notice that was my final straw. I killed myself, And now I'm here. Living a somehow better life here than up there. I'm not saying we're the same Killjoy, we're actually pretty different. But I know what it's like to not have someone to talk to or hangout with.
Katie: What are you getting at here Y/n?
Y/n:[Sighing] What I'm getting at is... Let's be friends.
Katie: Fuck off.
Y/n: Your choice Killjoy, don't come to me when you have no one to talk to.
You finished your glass of booze before getting up, as you were leaving Katie Killjoy grabs your arm.
Y/n: Change your mind?
Katie: Shut up. Look I don't know why you're doing this, or why you even care. I already hate your guts but I'll bite. Let's be "friends"
Y/n: Cool, whenever you want to hang out just send me a text or make a call. Who knows maybe I'll invite first.
Katie: Whatever, just don't fucking bail on me.
Y/n: I promise I won't do that. We're friends after all
You can see a tiny smile break on Katie Killjoy's face, before it was over taken by a resting bitch face.
Katie: Just get out of here. I need to clean up.
Y/n: Will do,[Walking towards the door] see you again Killjoy
Katie: You can call me Katie asshole.
Y/n: I can, I just think Killjoy sounds better.
You finally left the station and meet up with Octavia, she was playing around with the radio dials, hearing news about you officially becoming an overlord.
Octavia: Wow, you're already famous. Everyone in the group chat is congratulating you.
Y/n: We have to celebrate. I can book one of those Japanese style hibachi restaurants. Get everyone, and we eat like kings and queens.
Octavia: Sounds like plan.
Y/n: Open Invite to, I'll pay for everyone. Invite friends and what not.
Octavia: How generous. I don't have a lot of people to invite, I mean I can invite my dad if that's cool.
Y/n: Yeah you can invite him, I met him a couple of times but I don't really know him. Maybe I can use this to finally have a conversation with him.
Octavia: Yeah. You ready to go?
Y/n: Yeah, I have to visit a friend.
Octavia: Who?
Y/n: Our old pal T-Bone
Octavia: Oh yeah, him. Why?
Y/n: Need to pick up a couple of CD's and records I ordered awhile ago.
Octavia: You just want to go to that back room again don't you?
Y/n: A little, that's where we technically had our first date.
Octavia: And it's my most cherished memory.
You kissed Octavia for a second.
Y/n: let's get going.
You set the car in drive and raced through the highway, Octavia sticks her head out the sunroof, letting her hair flow in the wind. As you teared up the streets of hell you wondered. What would have happened if you didn't die that day?
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