"these wounds formed the key to a new sexuality, born from a perverse technology"
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15 min
To get into the mess and fuck in the wreckage. To give over to pure physical sensation and stare into the void of atrocity, oblivion. The body as machine - like a crashed car - of both powerful possibility and freedom and impotent, crumpled failure. Pain and pleasure heightened by the tension pulling at our own survival instinct.
| Name | Character | Team | |
|---|---|---|---|
| Sadie Dagger | Unowned | ||
| Velvet Lucifer | Unowned | ||
| Augustus Muller | Music | Unowned |