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Thread: Left For Dead (Friendly Alien/Game Over)

This world was deadly. Infested with apex predators and covered with hostile enviroments, little else was needed to require the stamp of uninhabitable planet. The colonists didn't need another top predator to make their lives more harsh then what it needs to be, but these people had little choice then to tolerate what was comming their way. The settlers might have the ambition to tame this world, and make it their own... But there was in all honesty only one master of this planet, and there could only be the toughest predator of them all who could rightfully make this planet his. As it is as of now, there where two outher wordly races on this hellish world. And predators rarely liked competition. He stalked her for two days. At first, he ha the ambition to study her and determine if she would be a worthy trophy. She did qualify for it, but he had strict conditions to meet before he hunted. The female was skilled, but, she was injured. Tradition dictated that he could not take someone else's kill, or have an unfair advantage. She was stumbling under the canopy, and decided he could not have his death on his... Conscience . Instead, he decided to observe her. She was interesting, that was enough to justify his actions. He had a good season as of yet, and there where no laws stating that he couldn't follow a potential trophy out of pure fascination... And a bit of admiration. Having seen the crude ballistic weaponry employed by most humans, he did not think of the humans to be less brave them his kind. He did not share the ideal that the weapons defined a Hunter. It is the ambition and skill of the Hunter that defines him. In this case, it is what defines her . She braved the hars nature, and fought the monsters that lived in it and came out victorious. He could only admire her bravery, facing such beasts when she was a member of the physically weak and generally cowardly 'oomans. His cloaking device hid him, and he continued to stalk her. He was convinced that if anything, she would give him a lasting memmory, a testiment to the bravery and skill of her kind. Show... His recorder snapped up a sentence that she uttered in her determination to endure her injury. Show some spirit. Show. Some. Spirit. Show some spirit . It began as a pure copy that transformed soon into a macabre transformation of her words, now replacing her femenine tone with a gruesome tone of his own.
Thread: Left For Dead (Friendly Alien/Game Over)

It was funny, but Ginger could have sworn she heard those exact words echoed on the wind. ' Show some spirit .' The rough voice of her father seemed to taunt her from above. Either that or she was starting to lose her mind. Blood loss could do that, but she didn't think enough had been depleted to cause such delusions. In fact, Ginger felt she had enough steam to trudge onward and make it to that service station or whatever. God, she could barely keep her thoughts together. Just a little longer and she could enjoy a cup of coffee while the doctor had a look at the ragged hole in her side. It wouldn't be the first time she came back like this nor would it be the last. She half wondered if Dr. Marlo would there today. He usually traveled between the different ports set up by the colonies since there were so few surgeons like himself. Hell, he was practically the only one. Or the only one she liked. He was kind of handsome in a sawbones way. ' Damn, I need to focus ', she thought. ' Can't let myself become too distracted or... ' There was a definite crunch of foliage to Ginger's left. Halting in her process, she allowed her brown eyes to drift slightly in search of the reason. So far, she saw nothing, but that didn't mean anything to her. Those critters were dangerous enough when one was healthy. Her bleeding had stopped an hour before. Still, she smelled of it and... there it was again! Gritting her teeth, she gently palmed her Remington while taking a step forward. One, two... something was following her. She could hear the dried leaves crunching under a greater weight. So close that she could also smell it. Warm fur and foul intentions. And then it started to move off to the side. Ginger didn't relax exactly, but she became visibly quieter as she started walking again. ' Never trust a beast ', she thought. ' It may have found something more interesting then me to track or it's waiting for the right moment '. Well, Ginger had it half right. It did find something more interesting, but it wasn't waiting for the right moment. Instead, it followed a different signature then the woman. Something was drawing it past the bushes and trees until the faint scent oil and musk hit it's delicate senses. Much different from the female. It couldn't see what and that confused the beast. Closing its eyes, the creature breathed deeply and flicked its tongue outward. Something was there. Hidden from its vision. With a low cough like sound, the beast called to it's brethren.
Thread: Left For Dead (Friendly Alien/Game Over)

The Hunter crouched low on the thick brance that he was resting on. His large arms rested on his knees as he idly observed the woman at the moment. He gave the local fauna credit for their remarkable stealth... But he was better. He saw them a long time before they came even closer, and he stared right back at them as the lithe animal on the ground sniffed the air in confusion. The red, orange and white heat signature inside his enclosing helmet and distorted sounds gave him everything he needed. He was relieve however when he saw that the beast scowled and growled loudly as their eyes met. He was spotted. The Hunter felt that now he had a legitimate reason to get involved in this. If the predator had focused on the injured woman, he could not interfer. Do not interupt a Hunt. That goes both ways. Now, however, he would. His left hand reached from the massive tree trunk and his hand crunched the bark loudly. He skid down, jumping to branch to branch, and a loud thumping noise was created behind the woman. He was making his way down... A rumbling gurgling growl emminated from some invisible spot up in the trees that sofar, only the locals knew anything about. Previously mentioned predators where antsy about this. Their eyes did not see what they where facing, but they could scent it and 'see' it at the same time. They saw the heat of this strange creature. Two of the dark striped feline-esque creatures snarled and spread out. They would not stand by and face some unknown creature, predator or prey, without facing it as such. They woman seemed to be out of harms way... For now.
Thread: Left For Dead (Friendly Alien/Game Over)

Just what in God's good name is going on..., Ginger thought outloud as the ground practically shook with movement. Something was going down and causing such a racket that the female part of her brain virtually screamed for a retreat. For a moment, she nearly moved away with the thought that this was her chance to put some distance between herself and those beasts. ' Show some backbone, girl! ', she stopped dead in her tracks. Fucking phantom of her father haunted her every thought and just wouldn't let her leave this place without first taking a gander at the ruckus. If only to make sure it wasn't another colonist like herself getting into a bad spot. On a world like this... they had to take care of their own. Even at the cost of their own lives. It was practically law around here. Licking her lips, she moved back into the canopy with every intention of retracing her steps through the woods. It was only when the sound of growling and snapping grew louder that Ginger broke away from her path only to move behind the pack of carnivores. They definitely had something in their sight, but even she couldn't figure it out. Had the creatures lost their minds? They were practically snapping at each other in frustration before leveling their gazes upon something unseen. Yet, she felt a kind of electrical charge in the air. Something was there. Every instinct started shouting warnings even as the first beast aligned himself to leap at the seemingly empty spot.
Thread: Left For Dead (Friendly Alien/Game Over)

The Hunter remained invisible. Had he met any other prey, then he would have de-activated his cloaking device, but these predators where only slightly hampered by his technology. This made it more interesting. Taking advantage of the weakness of a top predator, and see how they fare without their greatest asset. Fighting and winning without using your best tools was something to respect in his society. After a few seconds of breaking branches and with a crashing descent, his feet made impact with the ground. The predators didn't hesitate, and they attacked. From all sides. The woman could see that the beasts charged at each other, but, there was something that stirred up the fallen leaves. It flickered like a mirage on a hot day, distorting to view... But this was in the shape of a man. Not a man. it was a ghost. The large catlike thing was lifted up with a fierce grab at its chest, and was lifted up. It snarled and franticly dashed with its clawed paws infront of it. Luminescent green wounds erupted from the thin air and an inhumane snarling roar shook the jungle. A loud snap later, and the cat's head was snapped at an unatural angle, and was discarded like a boring toy. The bulk crashed against the nearest tree so fiercly, that the lithe and long body almost snaked around the trunk. The Hunter changed his footing to meet the others. He ignored the woman for now, anticipating that she would not interfere. His massive legs stiffened as he spun on his heels, and he leaned forward towards his two last opponents in a defiant stand against what this planet had to throw at him. Then, a shrill and metallic sound struck out, and a pair of sick blades sprung from the right wrist of this ghost. They gleamed like silver, and the Hunter would feed his blades with the blood of his prey items.
Thread: Left For Dead (Friendly Alien/Game Over)

The funny thing about humans is that they rarely do what a Hish expected. Not that many ever learned this lesson. They were merely soft meats after all, right? With no visible claws or teeth to defend themselves with. Oomans had to use their intelligence to create weapons to protect what could be considered a pathetic creature. Ginger wouldn't prove to be any different. From one moment to the next, she moved on pure instinct. It didn't matter that she couldn't get a clear view of the felines opponent. In fact, she was pretty sure this would be the last stand for her. Hell, her mind was already slipping, right? All those sounds and that splatter of phosphor blood hitting the massive trunks around them. She had to be going insane from infection or fever. Lining up her shot, she aimed for one of the larger cats and almost smirked as the gun rocked in her grasp. The slug managed to hit one of the oncoming creatures and knocked it to the ground, but it did little deter the animal from not attacking again. Damn, she hated moving targets. Never was good at them. Biting her lip, she watched the massive creature pick itself up off the ground and level her with a glaring stare. It's lips pulled back from deadly fangs before darting across the fray straight at her. Cocking her weapon again, she stood absolutely still and held her breath as it's pounding paws brought it closer and closer to her. Another shot rang out, but this time with more success. The beast fell back with half it's skull missing and it's tongue lolling out in a morbid display. She stepped over the corpse started loading her Remington as another creature took notice of her. With a shriek of rage, she was caught off guard and her gun knocked out of her grasp. On the ground, Ginger struggled with the muscular form above her, her arms nestled under it's snapping jaws while she reached for the blade strapped to her leg. Usually she wouldn't resort to this particular thing, but desperate measures. It was too large to be nimble and more useful at cutting through vegetation, but for now, she used it to slice the animal's throat open while trying to keep it from chewing her up too badly. Those claws were no picnic either, but the thing was more interested in ripping off her face then tearing into her torso. ' Must've been it's mate ', she thought with a bark of mad laughter.
Thread: Left For Dead (Friendly Alien/Game Over)

The Hunter felt very much interrupted wehn the 'ooman joined the fight. He swung his body fast when his 'last' prety ran past him and pounched the newcommer. As the feline was snarling and snapping at her face, there was a loud thud, a sound of cracking ribs and the predator's howling wail. The invisible fighter kicked the side of the beast and it flew several yards away, rolling on the ground in extreme pain. It grimached constantly without a break at the pain. Judging form the limpness of it's hindlegs, it could have a broken spine. The Hunter ended up standing above the woman, his left side facing her. He took a short moment to look at her. From what he knews about the beauty ideals of ooman society, she was a keeper. The odd thought that he agreed entered his mind, but was just as quickly replaced when he felt a hard impact at his back. A 4th, previously unnoticed predator pounched the Hunter and forced him onto his stomach. The feline was ferocious. It raked his back, which was thankfully mostly protected, but the sick tearing of flesh was hear when it hit a vunerable spot. Alien blood gushed and ran down his flutteringly invisible arms. He let out a deep bellowing roar, but got the wind knocked out of him and the sound of metal grinding against dirt echoed inside of his helmet.
Thread: Left For Dead (Friendly Alien/Game Over)

Still laughing, she managed to slide the sharp edge across the animal's throat just as her companion kicked the beast. Blood bloomed from the wound and splattered her face in a warm gush. Peering up at the hazy figure, she still couldn't understand what the hell was going on. It had to be infection. There was someone above her, she could feel it. Hell, she almost felt the weight of his gaze settling upon her before the final beast took him by surprise. Without even thinking, she flipped onto her knees and lunged at the animal, her body straddling it like some morbid steed while fitting her machete under it's chin. What had they called this kind of attack? Some sort of bow-tie. Damn, her father had loved using old phrases like that, but this was neither here or now. Jerking her blade upward, she felt the body twist under her own before it finally gave up the fight. Ginger rolled off the limp body and laid next to her comrade. That's what they call each other after a fight, right? Both on the same side. Still, she could feel darkness narrowing her vision. 'Show some spirit, girl', growled a voice from the past. Fighting off her exhaustion, she tried flipping onto her side, her eyes slightly out of focus as she reached for the other figure. Madness. Maybe none of this was real. She still couldn't make out his form, but she could tell it was there. All that warmth and taste of heavy musk. She reached out and placed a hand upon what should have been a shoulder, but could have been his back. All this time... Ginger dismissed the idea that this wasn't a human. Her mind just wouldn't accept the possibility that this could be something else. Something completely different from herself. No matter what sounds were made during the battle, she merely chalked it up to the cats. All those growls and hisses, shrieks and bellows. Inhuman sounds. The rest she figured was a delusion brought on by infection. She had been wounded and lord only knew what kind of alien illnesses inhabited this planet. Although, Ginger was finding it hard to ignore the strange green fluid leaking from him. You... okay?, she managed to pant.
Thread: New, but Experienced!

Really? You copy and pasted from the very same post that got you banned?
Thread: New, but Experienced!

Pretty much. I see no reason why I got banned.
Thread: New, but Experienced!

Because you're 17, girl.
Thread: New, but Experienced!

So, in a few months when I am 18, I can basically join, although I have caused no trouble before?
Thread: New, but Experienced!

Yep. Any other questions?
Thread: Wrong Door(Ghostxtiger and Fiye)

Sakura Muruyama wakes up from her alarm.With a deep groan she turns to her side,slamming the alarm then slowly sits up to do her daily morning ritual.Unlike regular girls her age who would fix up their hair and put on their uniforms sakura wrapped her chest in bandages to bind her chest and hide her curves. Due to an error Sakura was sent to an all boys school.She didn't mind since she's more comfortable in a pair of pants and a jacket rather than a skirt.she grabbed her school bag and headed to the door to begin just another day of school.
Thread: Wrong Door(Ghostxtiger and Fiye)

And that would be something Alice Nephylys would be unaware of. The fact that a girl could be sent to an all boys school, and kept inside of it due to the fact that her entire outfit would make one believe they were a boy. But, Alice would continue on through the school. Remaining hidden, the eyes of the men and boys around her keeping their attention away. Walking as if she were nothing but a ghost. She had a target in mind, and upon reaching the door of her suspected target, she couldn't help but smile. Raising a hand to knock at the door, only to find the boy already there. Standing before her, Oh! Hello! She responded, hoping he wouldn't be caught off guard by the appearance of a female before him, I seem to have lost a small mouse. Would you mind if I were to look inside your room for it?
Thread: Wrong Door(Ghostxtiger and Fiye)

Sakura jumped slightly, a shaded of crimson formed on her cheeks as she stared at the beautiful woman in front of her. Not only did she dressed like a boy. She had an attraction to girls and this one she was indeed attractied to. I-I....uhhh...I...guh...She stammered, unable to get any words out. She was never good at talking to cute girls.S-Sureshe manged to get out as she stepped aside to let the woman in.
Thread: Wrong Door(Ghostxtiger and Fiye)

Thank you, She replied, giving the boy before her a small wink. Moving past the boy to venture inside the room. Taking a few steps here and there, noting what objects he had, trying to get a feel for this person. And when she was done, she moved back, holding her hands together, as if she had caught the small animal. A grin one her face while she moved up towards Sakura, Thank you, She responded, and at once, opened her hands. A small hex shooting from her hands, landing on Sakura's forehead, and connecting the two together. It was something she had to do, in order to drain someone's essence and keep her alive for another good century or so. There, all done, She happily announced, her demonic features now beginning to show up in Sakura's sight.
Thread: Wrong Door(Ghostxtiger and Fiye)

Sakura blushed deeper from the woman's wink as she just watched her walk around the room. You're wel- she started to say when the woman opened her hands.Sakura's body tensed up,unable to move as she looked with a shocked expression at the woman who she realized, wasn't a woman at all W-What's happening to me? she thought as she felt her body becoming weaker.
Thread: Wrong Door(Ghostxtiger and Fiye)

Oh, its nothing, Alice replied, reading the man's though. Grinning to herself as her tail made its way towards the man's crotch. Giving it a few pats before... ah. No, this couldn't be right... this boy. A look of fright and disgust was on her face. Her eyes wide, irises bank as she seemed to retreat into her mind. What had she just done? She couldn't suck the essence out of women... there was no physical connection that allowed it. I mean, sure it was possible for feelings of love, affection, and the like to occur. But really, had she sentenced herself to die with this girl?
Thread: Wrong Door(Ghostxtiger and Fiye)

This is a dream...yeah...that's it Sakura thought then blushed again when she saw that woman's...tail?....going in between her legs.She suddenly found herself able to move when the woman discovered her secret. Her legs buckled under her and she fell to her knees. W-Who are....w-what are you? What do you want from me? she said as she scooted away from the creature in front to her.
Thread: Wrong Door(Ghostxtiger and Fiye)

Yep, she wished it was a dream as well, but she couldn't help but let out a small sigh. Moving to a raise a hand to feel her forehead as she took a few steps closer towards the girl. Maybe... just maybe there was still hope somewhere. Maybe... yes, maybe she wasn't feeling things out right, I'm Alice, She simply responded, moving to push the girl back. Away from the kneeling position and onto her back, where Alice's hands went to work on her pants, I'm a succubi, and as you should know, I'm a tad hungry, And with that, she tore the girl's pants off. Looking at the pair of panties that held no bulge, Damnit! She cried, infuriated at her mistake, Damnit damnit! I'm going to die now. Great!
Thread: Wrong Door(Ghostxtiger and Fiye)

Sakura tired to fight off the demon but she quickly learned that she was no match for the creature. She was small for her age so she was easily pinned by the woman but she still struggled as she started removing her pants. N-No stop, please don't she said, getting scared at what the woman was going to do.She shut her eyes tight as a tear escaped then looked up with a confused look when the woman started yelling. W-What are you.. talking about she sniffed, still crying since she was obviously still terrified of the demon.
Thread: Wrong Door(Ghostxtiger and Fiye)

Please what? Alice whined, letting out a small sigh as her tail whipped around. Showcasing off her anger as her wings retracted. They held no purpose now, she didn't have to scare the poor thing, So, apparently I've gotten caught in some kind of trap. Hum... I wonder if I can change things around, She thought, moving up just a bit closer to the girl. Sniffing her cheek, trying to figure out a possible plan, Perhaps, there is hope still,
Thread: Wrong Door(Ghostxtiger and Fiye)

Sakura just sobbed as she laid under the creature. She couldn't believe what was happening. She was expecting a normal day of not paying attention in class and chatting with her friends. Not crying on the floor with a succubi on top of her. She flinched when the demon sniffed her cheek. What...what do you mean she said as she looked up teary eyed at the woman.
Thread: Fairy Tail Marriage ( Lan Moore X Mouse69)

Lan had been worried about this day for a long time, the day he would have to meet his arranged bride. It had been set up before he was even old enough to like girls, before he knew what it meant to be prince. He was to marry a girl he barely even knew, one he had only seen one or twice when he was a child, one he couldn't remember a thing about. The marriage was to unite their two people, it would make them safer if there was ever a war against one. He didn't want to marry her, still he had to do it for his people, not to mention how nervous he was to meet her. His blue and gold eyes looking to the distance, wondering if she would even show. Lan hand brushed through his blue hair with a sigh, Maybe she won't come after all. He said with an almost hope behind it. He wondered if it was true that female Fairies were very small, never having really met any, at least not in his memory. If he could just remember her, he wished just one memory of her would appear in his mind.