When I was young I wanted to be powerful, rich, or famous. I don`t know why. Maybe because I was lonely, insecure, and horny. But you don`t need a fortune or a global following to fix that. Just have fun with the local lunatics.

　　Broken Knight

　　1 Day Later - Becky - Content Warning Fan-Fic Theatre

　　I`m enjoying a drink at the theatre pre-party. Getting loose for my performance.

　　Symbiont assisted theatre has become quite popular. There`s no audience, everyone who attends gets to play a role. The symbionts provide the costumes, sets, and special effects. They also whisper our lines in our ears. It`s a blast. Especially if you`re a wee bit wasted.

　　I like coming to the Content Warning Fan-Fic Theatre. The randomly chosen fan-fics are both familiar and surprising. It makes for a fun show. That said, there`s always a chance of someone getting roughly penetrated on stage. Probably not me though. I`m playing a Dalek tonight.Unauthorized duplication: this tale has been taken without consent. Report sightings.

　　"Jolly, do any Daleks get roughly penetrated in tonight`s performance?" I ask.

　　"No." says Jolly Gnome.

　　Dang. Well, there`s always the afterparty. Speaking of which, it seems to be starting early. There`s a large bowl of pills on the bar. The cast are digging in.

　　"What are those?" I ask.

　　"Apparently they`re mind destroying drugs." says Rose.

　　"Cool." I pop a couple.

　　I grab another beer and head to my mark. It feels like there`s an icy knife stabbing into my brain. Extremely painful, but I don`t care. My phone is taken away. I hear Jolly howling until it`s smashed, but it doesn`t matter.

　　My new symbiont is a decaying, disgusting, version of Jolly Gnome.

　　"Do you know any Copycats?" asks Jolly Ghoul.

　　"No."

　　"Do you know any other Guild members?"

　　"Yes."

　　She smiles. "Let`s pay them a visit."