>>24936164>Despite the opportunity for negotiation, you don't even know where to start.>The pressure is immense. One wrong word and this could go very bad very quickly.>But with each passing second you risk being pulled further in.>And there’s only so much further you can go…>Your mind is a mess right now as you lay on the floor, the suit on top of you.>There are so many questions you have, but you're not sure which one to ask first, or if you'll even get any answers. >You consider screaming for Dede to paralyze it, but quickly throw that thought away. You'd get caught in it and you'd manage to be more helpless than you are already.>The pain in your chest brings you back to reality, reminding you that you basically launched the costume into the wall.>If this thing could somehow feel, you bet you put it through a lot of pain.>You imagine someone tackling you into a wall doesn’t feel very pleasant.>Well, that's a start, you guess…"I-" you start to speak, but some more of the goop gets in your mouth.
>A very small amount of it manages to go down your throat, throwing you into a coughing fit. >In the midst of your racing thoughts and your coughing you just barely notice that the taste was somehow... different. >Though the thought was still repulsive, it no longer tasted disgusting enough to make you want to vomit.>Well, even with how uncomfortable you are, you’re glad that’s one less thing you have to worry about. >With one last cough you shake that thought away and continue. “I’m sorry if I hurt y-”
>It cuts you off with a “Humph.” Or at least, the closest a talking Pokemon costume can get to that.>The suit crosses its arms, and your hands get pulled in even further, your face pressing harder against it.>Wait a second.>The suit crossed its arms, but how the hell did you know that?>You’re inside of it, and you can’t see anything. 