Fckin long RP one writes when desperate

The smell of stale air, the uneasy atmosphere reeking of despair defeated every part of his existence. "How come I am the one feeling like this?" he asked, but heard no answer. A light in the end of the tunnel shined brightly in the colour of red. A human-like silhouette that broke that perfect circle was facing him. The male childishly ran towards the light, but as he was getting closer he understood who was the person standing there. It was himself, only a version missing majority of flesh, bleeding out of his everything, crying, holding his hands towards his other self, mumbling words that sounded similar to "Please, stay with me forever.". The male broke down, seeing himself in such a state wasn't going easy on his mental stability. A somewhat unpleasant dream soon took a turn, it was about to cross on the absolutely different side of the road. Sadly, it was that nightmare side which made even black cats fear it. Instead of his own bruised and bleeding face, he saw a monster. It was opening it's mouth, now clearly growling "Enter me, let us be one!". The male screamed in response, "NO!", begging the force to take pity on his sinful soul. Suddenly, brightness. He opened his eyes, feeling the taste of his stomach fluids with just a hint of the dinner he had the day before. The force listened to his cries. He was in his room, laying on his bed, feeling nauseous. The memories slowly started coming back as he saw the empty bottle in which sleeping drugs used to be. He tried taking his own life. The pain ran trough his spine, taking over the rest of his body, making him paralysed. It wasn't a sharp pain, it was a pain you would feel if an elephant was trying to gently squish you like a bug. Despite the concequences, he was glad his scheme failed. "So, this is how death is?" he asked himself, knowing he wouldn't know the answer. "Meeeooooooww" Lucifer said while gently rubbing his face on the couch, looking at his master. "There's your lunch, I prepared it so you wouldn't starve when I'm gone." the male pointed at the open cabinet, smiling. As he was finished, Lucifer playfully jumped on male's stomach and laid there, falling asleep. "You know, buddy, they say fur-balls can sense masters pain and they would try to absorb it in order to make the master feel better. I'm glad you're helping me out." he said in a raspy voice. He was unable to pull out a stable tone because he was careless the night before. Silence, it has been there ever since. Strangely enough, he lived in the middle of the city, but the walls were so thick that you wouldn't be able to hear anything no matter what. The male was struggling to walk in a straight path, it was dark and his body still hasn't recovered. The street lights were on at the time and there weren't many people around, perfect for a peaceful walk. "You're not going to run?" someone said, breaking the peacefulness of that lovely evening. Judging from the voice, it was an older male, probably in good physical shape. Knowing the neighbourhood, it was probably one of the guys who harass strangers for no other reason than doing "the Auschwitz". The male replied "Well, I can't run, I can't hide and these street lights are working perfectly today. Everything seems to be on your side." knowing he's probably going to get one heck of a beating. He loved being ironic even if he knew he's doing himself a disservice. "Boy, aren't you a tough guy." the stranger said as he was approaching. From the sound of footsteps, he was wearing boots with nails in them so he is probably a fan of good beating, very experienced as well. The male turned around, now facing the stranger. The stranger had a very tall, masculine figure. On males luck, but maybe not, he had no weapons that showed. It was either going to be a very fast death or the stranger is going to take his time with turning the male into a nasty stain on the sidewalk. The stranger stopped, he was just a few inches away from the male. "So, how about that fear, huh?"
Python, 29, male, single, gay. Studied CS in the local university, but dropped out after the second year of schooling. He was always a loner and an extreme fan of robotics. He would spend his days looking at the computer screen, searching for something he hasn't researched on. Only friend he has is his cat, Lucifer. People everywhere praised him, they even went so far as to call him a genius. Now, he's just a database, holding important and unimportant information on anything and everything.
The male looked at the stranger, his head was pulsating. Fear overwhelmed him, making him unable to speak. He stayed there, still looking at the stranger, but couldn't do anything. The stranger finally said "You shouldn't be out at this time. There are stupid armed brats walking around, craving for trouble.". The male was still in shock, looking at the stranger slowly disappear in the darkness. He couldn't believe that he was still alive. That stranger spared him even though he could have blown his brains by just thinking about it. The male got home, unharmed. Opening of the door of the refrigerator made the light turn on. It shined brightly because the room was dark, having only the street lights and the computer screen light it up. People started entering. Some he knew, some appeared for the first time. As he was taking a sip of cold wine, a female he has never seen before approached him. "You're sittin' all alone here. Like, you totally chilled out the whole rave." she said. The male slowly looked into her eyes and said "That's just how it is.". He was trying to portray that he's not interested and that she should fuck off. Sadly, some people don't understand a light "no" and she was one of them, continuing to try.
- "Hey, are you okay or somethin'? You should party too. I mean, it's like absolutely borin' if you're all alone when everyone else is havin' fun."
"I'm fine, I just like to sit here and watch others have fun."
- "Ummm, okay. But I think I know what would make you happier."
With that said, she started to unzip his jeans, taking them slowly down. Before she proceeded with undressing him, she gave him a pill, "You'll feel better with this, it's ecstasy.". The male didn't mind that offer much and responded positively, swallowing the pill, making himself comfortable. She slowly started licking the tip of his member, stroking the rest with her hand. He was slowly getting excited so she proceeded to lick an stroke faster, while having his member enter her mouth periodically. It seemed that he was getting excited really fast, but he wasn't his normal self. She smiled as she was getting on top of him.
"Shit, shit, shit, shit. I'm late again. This always happens when I have to clean up the mess those fucking brats make. It better be a hell of an event or else I'll be pissed." the man mumbled as he was walking towards his destination. He opened a very rusty gate even though he could have just jumped over it. It screeched, the noise you wouldn't want to hear, ever. The man ranted about the noise and slowly entered the house that he was so excited to get to.
As the male prepared for the intercourse he was going to experience, he looked up, seeing a male enter the door. He looked like the guy from before, one he had met while he was passing trough that dark street. Relieved, he pushed the female away and started to get up.
"Cool! I got bonus points for getting there right on time!" the man yelled internally.
But as the male took another look at the guy who just entered, he realized that isn't the guy from before. It was an ironic joke that his mind played on him since those two didn't even look alike.
The man leveled up in his favourite game. Some younger enthusiasts didn't realize that he was logged in and started to play the game, not knowing that it was his account they were using.
The male zipped his zipper, sat back down and continued to drink his wine while the female was still there, looking at him in confusion with a hint of shock. "What happened? Was that too fast for you?" she asked, but the male absolutely ignored her, hoping "it" would go away. However, to his misfortune, she didn't give up. He was getting tired and somewhat sick of that annoying vaginal holder, he didn't want to see or talk to anyone and just wanted to enjoy the loud music and noises of people while his mind would drift away. "Why don't you piss off now, unless you actually want to get kicked out of here?" he said in a very bored tone, as if he didn't care how female would feel. Sound of footsteps was never so pleasant up until now, mainly because that was the sound of her finally pissing off. Blurry people, blurry surroundings, blurry wine. Everything was absolutely blurred out just like when you would take a picture that's absolutely out of focus. Warm feeling overwhelmed him. It was a hand of a stranger, pressed against his shoulder being followed by a voice. He didn't understand the offer very well, but he didn't mind, replying with a "Aha, okay, sure.".