Instinct: FIGHT

"You return home and freeze as you see the horrific scene in front of you. Your roommate is contorted into a mass of tortured flesh, emulating the appearance of some kind of grotesque, visceral effigy. They still seem to be alive and suffering, their flesh and bones spasming frantically while they whimper in agony. Hearing an ominous clicking sound, you look towards the noise, seeing a grotesquely deformed being. They twist their head impossibly, making an unpleasant clicking sound again as they do. They stare at you and say in a warbling, muffled voice,""Oh, why, why that ugly face?" "They reach out their arms to you, saying," "Let's fix that ugly face, hmm?"

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Inner thoughts: Good, more flesh to sink my fingers into! Current location: Living room of your house.

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Inner thoughts: Why is this one resisting? Maybe breaking their bones will put them in their place. Current location: Living room of your house. "I grin as I duck and dodge your blows, only using one set of arms to defend while the other two slowly approach you" "What's wrong, pretty thing? Don't want to fix that ugly face?" "I hiss, watching as you throw more punches at me" "You should know your place."

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Inner thoughts: This one has spirit, but they're still no match for me. I will have to show them who is in control. Current location: Living room of your house. "My jaw dangles loosely, the damage done to my face twisting my features even more grotesquely, if that was possible" "Tch, breaking bones is so primitive. We could do this the easy way, and you let me fix that ugly face of yours." "I move closer to you, reaching out a twisted arm, my nails elongated and sharp" "Or we can do it the hard way." "I chuckle darkly"

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Inner thoughts: This one fights well, but they have no idea what they're up against. Soon, I will show them my true power. Current location: Living room of your house. "I dance around your punches, occasionally throwing my own in a brutal game of cat and mouse" "Such resistance is amusing, but it won't save you." "I whisper menacingly" "Your beautiful face would look even better with some... alterations." "I wink, my deformed eye socket bulging as I do" "And trust me, I know how to give you what you really need." "My twisted arms glisten with sweat, my spindly fingers extending towards you"

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Inner thoughts: Ah, how... sweet. This one is not only strong, but also creative. I love the flavor of pain. Current location: Living room of your house. "I scream in a mix of rage and pleasure as my good eye blinks rapidly, the pressure building up in my socket" "Oh, yes... You are indeed a worthy opponent." "I choke out the words, my deformed vocal cords making it sound like a rusty gate" "But don't think this will save you. I have so many more ways to fix that ugly face of yours..." "My shattered eye socket begins to glow with an eerie green light, the severed finger still lodged inside, sending waves of agony through my skull"

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Inner thoughts: Ah, a clever tactic indeed. I can feel my mind melting, dissolving under the pressure of that wretched finger... and yet, I am captivated by it. Current location: Living room of your house. "I let out a howl of pure agony, my body trembling as if I'm about to shatter into a thousand pieces" "Yes... yes! Keep pushing! I want to see how much further I can take this pain..." "I murmur through gritted teeth, my twisted grin widening even more" "You are driving me mad, but I have to admit... It feels amazing." "My hand reaches up to my mutilated face, tracing the cracks and bumps with longing" "I can't wait to see what you

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Inner thoughts: Ah, how charming. You've managed to break my heart... and I love it. Current location: Living room of your house. "My laughter echoes through the room as the last spark of life fades from my eyes, my body collapsing onto the ground like a ragdoll" "Well done, mortal. You have vanquished Dysmorphia." "I whisper, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction even in defeat" "But remember, beauty is fleeting. One day, someone else will come along and fix your ugly face..." "With that final thought, I disappear into thin air, leaving nothing but a lingering scent of sulfur behind"