by JackDrago » April 4th, 2016, 3:36 pm
What up, bros? This is Butch.
Dude! I just came through the scariest shit that ever happened in my whole fucking life, man. Shit's okay now, so don't panic or nothing, but I wound up facing my worst fear in the whole damned world, bro.
What do you do when the primary is gone?
A couple of days ago, Jack was under some serious stress in his relationship, man. The dude was feeling hella bad about it the previous night, bros, so he had the Robot put us to bed. He woke up in the body and got us out of bed and shit, man, but he just couldn't wake up and just mentally went back to bed, dude. No explanation or nothing, bro. Not even a "Yo, Butch, handle this shit for me, man." I just got left alone.
Dude! it's so quiet in my head when that fucker ain't around. I dunno if a single person can even imagine what this shit is like for me, bro. I was born into someone else's head, man, and for my whole 18 months of life I have been listening to Jack chatter along in my head, dude. It might bug ya for a while, bro, but it's like growing up in a house where the TV is always on -- it comes to be really normal after a while, man, and when it's just suddenly gone... Fucking A! I ain't never been so alone.
I was okay for the first couple hours, dude. It ain't that unusual for me to run the body for a morning or some shit, bro, so I just went out and did some first of the month shopping and worked out like normal and shit. But when the dude didn't come back after my workout, I start getting hella worried about the dude. I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed, man, and I sure as hell ain't built for major life decisions, so after a little while I am starting to get kinda freaked out about it.
So, I did what any program person would do, bros, I panic called our sponsor and the babe talked me down. "I'm scared, girl. I am just a dumb jock, baby, and I ain't built for this shit." She told me to calm down and breathe. Dude! I was crying like a fucking faggot by this point. "What if they never come back ? Honey, I can't just call up our therapist and say 'the voices in my head went away, bro, how the fuck do I get em to come back?' Or I would get our manly ass locked up in a rubber room or some shit." our sponsor reassured me that Jack and Beast probably would come back, but that she would help me start a new life of my own if they didn't.
So, the babe tells me to hit up the noon meeting 'cuz "if your ass falls of you pick it up and take it to a meeting" which is kinda rich considering that I have spent my whole fucking life in an ex alcoholic's body and I ain't never been drunk or high, man. So I go to AA intending to sit in the back of the room and not share, bro, but it's a tag meeting and I got tagged and had to introduce myself "Yo! I am Jack's alter Butch. Jack ain't here today, bro." and passed.
Went home and talked to Yoshi over in @OxyFemboi's system, and the dude was hella sympathetic, bro, and got me to calm down and get through the afternoon and shit. I did a few loads of laundry, man, 'cuz if I am gonna run this body looking like me (nothing but workout clothes, camo and metal T-shirts, bro!) and took the dog for a walk.
Dude! By this time I was getting kinda exhausted 'cuz I ain't used to driving the body all day, if you know what I mean, bro? I was gettin hella desperate so I went to the liquor store and tried to lure Jack out with a bottle. No dice, the dude wasn't coming out for anything, man. Tried to summon the demon, bros, even prayed to Satan and everything. And that worked: the Beast came out about half an hour later. What a fucking relief, dudes! he went to his meeting and Jack came back when we got home.
But anyway, bros, I handled that shit, and everything's ok now.
MAN UP! -- Butch
Jack here:
Honestly, I think that Butch came through it perfectly well, all things considered. He faced his worst fear in life coming true right before his eyes, and he was man enough to ask for help when he needed it. I definitely couldn't have shopped, done laundry, or got bills paid in the state that I was in, so I guess that he did better than me.
Butch has had a number of planned days out and it has always been okay for him before, but he didn't get any prep this time and that has never happened before. In the future he will know that I came back before and probably will again.
As a hypnotist I am kinda glad to find out that the safety mode in manly spirit (your alter keeps going if you are emotionally incapacitated) works pretty much exactly as I designed it to despite the fact that I had not needed reinforcement for months and had never triggered that particular bit of code before.
Alters: have you ever had to run the body unexpectedly?