[ The room is BRIGHT YELLOW, as all the rooms you will enter are. Black tiles make up the floor, changing to your unit's color when pressure is placed on them. There is a button in the very center of the room standing on a podium; it's slightly smaller than palm-sized.]
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Hallucinations - Venus, cw force feeding, alcohol, body horror, eyes
You say this, but your voice is small. Ironically, no one notices. They are too far below you to hear, maybe, as you sit above them as a god. The people below worship you, they praise you, but they do not listen. The people below you also curse you, and scream, so maybe that's why they can't hear as they yell that you're a phony. A fraud, and a fake. Of course they wouldn't listen.
The other gods around you give no indication they've heard you either, as they laugh raucously at your followers. As if you could be a goddess. You're obviously a phony.
After all, watch this. They're going to tell you what to do, and you're not going to fight back.
Hands hold you down, wrestling your hands behind your back, and there's a bottle neck shoved in your mouth and they pull your hair to force your head back and you drink, the alcohol burning your throat and then the burn spreads up and through you. Your eyes flood with light, and the burn doesn't stop. You can tell that it's coming up through the skin, from the way the light around you flickers, the other gods faces stark from the underlighting, from the way you can feel your skin blister from the heat. They laugh, and you can see it from all angles now, as where the skin has blistered away eyes open up, blinking up in a haze and the horror is only more inescapable. You can see it now, so much of it, and your body is feverish and it hurts.
You can't fight back.
But
You're a god too, aren't you?
Why do they dare speak to you like this?
Re: Hallucinations - Venus, cw force feeding, alcohol, body horror, eyes
Physical:
> High fever
> Unable to speak loudly
> Skin blisters
Non-Physical:
> Believe that you're a god
> Lights in your eyes, flickering, even when eyes are closed
> Unable to fight back/argue with anyone