Alicia Atkins
speaker
1,217 appearances
6 recordings
1 series
first heard May 2026
last heard 10 Sep
Alicia Atkins’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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And with that saber, he will slash a hole in your lower back, right above whichever kidney is most accessible.
Each of us will then take our turn climbing inside that hole into the welcoming warmth of your torso.
We will swim inside of you, vagabond parasites, nibbling here and there, but not enough to kill.
That would be foolish, seeing as how you are now our vessel, and we are your passengers, and Daddy is the captain.
While the rest of us swim free, for our kind can hold our breath for a very long time, Daddy will make his way to your upper vertebrae.
With his fiery hands, he will take hold of your spine, and the flame will travel up into your brain, conquering the lobes and hemispheres.
And then, Daddy will be in control.
You will be Daddy's puppet, and you will feel us pressing against your belly like a foul litter.
you will dance on broken glass you will carve sigils into your flesh you will visit cruelties on yourself that daddy envisioned oh so many years ago whilst in the embrace of the black angel you will feel every second of it and if you listen closely you might just hear our tiny little giggles
When the ritual is done, for that's what it is, Daddy will then force you to get into your car and drive.
This is Daddy's favorite part.
Motor vehicles are the only giant invention which Daddy holds any jealousy towards.
He's just crazy for cars.
I mean, that old bastard is like a child again when he gets behind the wheel.
Last year, Daddy got a little speed crazy, and the police tried to pull us over.
Daddy was so riled up that he made the sacrifice take his gun from the glove compartment and open fire.
A long-ass chase ensued that ended up with the car stalled and the police turning the sacrifice to pulp with their shotguns.
We had to tear ass out of him to avoid being exploded ourselves.
It sure was fun, but not an especially sustainable practice.
And that night, Mama gave Daddy an earful, if you know what I mean.
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