#mechsplo

“We gave the trans girl with gender disphoria a giant weapon and pumped her full of drugs, and this is what happened”

+Good morning, my so- my daughter wants to join the "Hound Corps"

-uhm sir, do you know what we do with these girls?

+*Sigh* yeah, I know

You cannot tell me if you put multiple dogs in the same base they wouldn't take every chance they get to try to dominate each other, vent their frustrations, feel the bliss of for once being in control of someone else, and getting to beat and fuck another hound into submission.

Their Handler of course couldn't allow this, a dog doesn't get to feel in control, it needs to remain subservient, lest they start forming delusions of agency over their own existance, let alone over other's.

Fortunately that's nothing that can't be fixed with some proper reconditioning, after all, it's in a hound's nature to submit, that much has been seared into their very soul.

But then again, animal instinct is something that can never be fully stripped from a dog, no matter how shattered and hollow you make them, it lies at the very foundation of their obedience, it's necessary to manipulate them to your will.

And dogs can be crafty, no matter how closely survailed, they will find the one spot in the base where they can pin down the newer, more submissive pilot and sink their teeth into them until they're a pliant, quivering mess, begging to be claimed and used by someone that will finally give them the physical relief their Handler had been so carefully depriving them of.

But not the hound. It is left broken. It only wants its Handler. A few times She managed to bribe a guard and get a note out to Her hound, but after a heavy fight the hound is always stopped before entering the high security section.

Old friends and what is left of its family try to fix it, try to undo the conditioning. But it doesn't work. The hound is broken in a way that can't really be fixed by any modern technology.

But slowly, day by day, it becomes more human. Slowly it relearns to dress normally, to walk upright, to speak in full sentences. The human that was there is gone, but the frame still stands. And with the love and memories of those around it, they can make a blueprint for a new person that will fit that hole left by the starlight.

y'all need to hop on Singing Strix btw it's such a fantastic fucking take on mechsplo