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OBJECTIFIED is a BFDI / Inanimate Insanity inspired horror webcomic. Viewer discretion is advised.

Ep 18. Preach to the Damned

2/24/23

Razor and Gum exit the building they were in after hearing the manic laughter outside. Glaring in focus, Gum shoves Razor aside, saying, Move. Razor, shocked, glares down at Gum, text boxes indicating her thoughts saying, You. Who do you fucking think you are? They're both interrupted, however, by someone shouting, This one is huge! The next panel shows a group of objects gathered around a heap of crashed cars, an assimilated object trapped in the heap shrieking as it burns alive. Dragonscale cackles maniacally as she flies around it, arms raised.

Suddenly, Dragonscale notices both Razor and Gum watching her and takes interest, flying over to them with her spear and saying, Hello, ladies. Enjoying the show? Gum answers, We don't want any trouble. Razor adds, We're not together.

Dragonscale, blushing, says, Oh, we won't hurt you. Swear on my life. Gum, staring off at the burning assimilated object, answers, You don't seem to value it very much. Dragonscale glares, replying, Don't be a bitch, I'm trying to recruit you. And I don't just recruit anybody, so be grateful.

Gum replies, Not interested. Shocked and angry, Dragonscale stabs her spear at her, shouting, It's not a request! Gum reacts quickly, though, slicing the spear in half with a loud cracking sound.

Razor and Dragonscale both stare in shock as the spear clatters to the floor. Flustered, Dragonscale shouts, You! You'll regret this! Gum, putting her hand on her hip, answers, Huh? Don't threaten me with a good time. Dragonscale shouts, Huh?

Peanut Butter, one of Dragonscale's lackeys, walks over to the group, shouting, Everything okay over there? Blushing furiously, Dragonscale replies, Yes. We're leaving. Dragonscale can be seen swearing in the distance as she and the bandits leave, making Gum let out a sigh. Razor, still annoyed, says, What a let down. I was hoping she'd kick your butt. Seemingly unaffected, Gum says, Hey.

We're clearly after the same thing. Maybe we should work together. Razor pauses, then asks, What? You're trying to respawn someone? Gum answers, My girlfriend, Sharps. Razor, crossing her arms, answers, Fine. Gum, expression grim, says, Follow me. The panel shows them both with red apparitions of Fuzzball and Sharps at their sides.

Later, Gum is sitting in a dark apartment, sorting through canned food by candlelight. She looks up, and Razor is sitting on a stack of cans in the corner of the room, her eyes glowing pinpricks in the darkness.

Gum says, I can't count everything with you sitting on half of it. Razor glares, but brings her stash over, sitting beside Gum. Gum asks, Okay, where's the rest?

Razor narrows her eyes a little further before reluctantly handing Gum the last can. Gum takes the can and says, Thank you, um. Razor, I'm assuming. As Razor replies, Yes, Gum thinks to herself that Razor has huge claws.

Gum opens a can and holds it out as she says, My name is Lendia, but you should just call me Gum. This is for you, Razor. She's cut off as she says, I know it's not much, but, with Razor interrupting her to say, It's not. I usually hunt survivors. Gum frowns.

Gum says, You can't do that. Razor asks, Why? It hurts your stupid little feelings? Gum, unamused, answers, No. You could get infected. They both glare at each other for a second, with Gum beginning to say, So don't do it, before Razor interrupts her and shouts, Fine.

After they both lie down to sleep, Gum is left tossing and turning. Pink and blurry speech bubbles around her say, And we can make it up to her, by the time you're thirty. You worked hard to love life, so it's time to live it responsibly. There's a shot of Gum's hand on a much larger paw, presumably Sharps. A lighter pink speech bubble says, I know, yeah.

The next panel reveals it's a remembered conversation between Sharps and Gum, with the darker pink speech bubbles being Sharps and the lighter pink speech bubbles being Gum. Sharps says, Your mom loves you even more than I do. My mom wouldn't have done that for me. Gum replies, I believe you. You're right. Gum in the present day begins to cry at the memory, and as the next panel cuts to black, her past self says, I'm ready.

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