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Thread: Shadowrun: Lonestar (Sigr & Dr Herbert West)

Did you get the plates of the gangster van that ran over me? I'm going to report them to Lonestar... she joked, even if her voice came out as a tired groan. Sara leaned into Van Hauser for support, getting up and steady with the help of his strong physique, making more obvious than ever the size disparity between them. Did we get them? she asked, looking around in the wrong direction, feeling a bit disoriented after the crash, then facing the proper way and seeing their comrades swarming the crashed van. We did get them! she said, sounding happy and perhaps a bit surprised. Do we make a good team or what? Sara said, raising one hand for a high five. My head hurts a bit thought... she mumbled, getting the helmet off and releasing her shoulder length red hair. She ran a hand through it, and sighed relieved when it returned clean of blood. It's probably nothing, but checking your own head isn't easy, can you make sure that the crash didn't miss a thing? Sara asked Van Hauser, turning around so he could look at her head. I don't want to go to the doctor to a check up on my first day like I was some kind of little baby... she added. Maybe just thinking of filling the report of this makes my head hurt Sara joked again, clearly trying to relieve the stress of the situation.
Thread: Shadowrun: Lonestar (Sigr & Dr Herbert West)

With the the other officers all over the van, Van Hauser lowered his weapon and turned his attention fully to Sarah, the rookie. When she took her helmet off it was a quick reminder that she was gorgeous, especially when she lowered her beautiful red hair. Sure... He said stepping forward to look at her head. Removing the sap gloves he normally wore, the ork tucked them into a pocket before running his fingers through her hair to check for blood. The wavy red hair was like silk and she smelled of some kind of floral shampoo despite having been in that helmet for so long. A twinge of something hit Van Hauser in his gut and he stepped back when he realized he wasn't doing that great of a job of checking her for injuries but had been running his fingers through her hair like a lover. Yeah, you're good. He quickly said, Are you sure you don't want a medic to at least check you for a concussion? There would be a mountain of paperwork and they'd spend hours out there watching the scene while the detectives gathered evidence. That at least would keep her from going to sleep. If she did have a concussion they'd know it soon enough, even if she didn't talk to a medic.
Thread: A Special Gift and a Special Show (Josu_T and 	NotEnoughCoffee)

The Funhouse already had a line down the street when the doors opened on Friday night. The place looked like a fairly standard bar from the street, but everyone knew it was a special sort of place. On five nights out of the week it was just a regular bar. Everyone was allowed in to drink and dance. There were tables and a long bar, but no VIP section. It didn't look unique in any way other than the large mirror that covered almost an entire wall. That feature was what gave the place its name. Most people found that confusing unless they knew the secret. The mirror was two-way. On the other two nights of the week the bar was more exclusive. People needed the password to get past the bouncer. On the special nights each week the bar was transformed. The tables and chairs were set up facing the mirror. Everything was focused on that wall. People would go to the bar and enter their names for a chance to take part in the festivities. Then, when the time came, the lights changed and the mirror became a window into a room. The room was always a little different. It usually had a bed, but would often have other things as well. Sex toys were everywhere. Depending on the event, people would be picked to enter the room and put on a show for the watching crowd. The crowd itself could get a bit wild, but there were certain rules in place for the spectators. Inside the room however, the chosen people could do anything. On that particular Friday night there was a very special event. Someone had arranged for their friend to be the featured guest in the show. The crowd filled the bar, but the bartender was only taking names from men for that night. No one knew exactly what was going to happen, but the owner appeared as he always did, right at nine. The short man stood on the bar with a microphone and waited for silence. Ladies and Gentlemen. Or should I say... Sluts and Studs! A slight cheer went up and the man laughed before he continued. Yes, that's it for sure. Tonight we have a wonderful show planned for you. A lovely woman approached us last week with a request. Her friend is celebrating and she wanted to give her an incredible experience, so she asked us to set something up for tonight. We agreed, and so tonight we have a featured guest. She will be entering the room tonight. We will draw the name of a man to join her. He will enter and the show will begin. She has a button in the room with her. At any time she can press that button and we will draw another name. That man will enter immediately to join in the fun. We will continue until she can't handle any more. It was, of course, just part of the deal. As per the agreement they would have a few surprises for their guest when the time felt right. The man moved toward the door that stood next to the mirror. There was a small stage in front of it and he raised his arms dramatically. Let's welcome our special guest for tonight. Please come to the front. Katie! There was loud applause as everyone in the room looked around, eager to see who would be putting on a show for them. Every man in the room was hoping for his chance.
Thread: A Special Gift and a Special Show (Josu_T and 	NotEnoughCoffee)

Katie was super fine. She didn't bother to giver her last name because she didn't want anybody here to know her more than they were going too. Hell, Katie wasn't even Katie's real name. It was Kaitlyn Jade Ratcliff. But nobody needed to know that, and fewer still actually cared. Throughout the night, Katie had made a few rounds. She was immediately surprised by the number of guys who were getting wristbands, and thankful that a girl or two had done it as well. One of the girls, an Asian, that was taller than most, and was wearing fishnet stockings had caught her attention. Katie didn't bother to introduce herself, she was just curious to see where that girl would come in. And of course her friend, Elizabeth, the one who set this up. Katie was absolutely surprised to see that she intended to partake in the fun. Katie did not think that Liz was all interested in eating pussy, let alone fucking around on her own husband. But whatever. Shortly before the event started, Katie slipped off to get in the back. When the lights went out and she entered the other room, Katie walked into the middle of it. There was one large, king sized bed in white sheets. Candles were positioned in groups around the room to provide light. There were blindfolds, of course, a container filled with ice cubes, and a box of condoms. But there weren't any toys. Katie swallowed hard. She let her dreads hang loose. She shook her head. Then she teased undoing her skirt for a second, looked through the glass at those assembled, spun around, and bent all the way over. She slid her hands back up her leg, starting at the ankle. Everyone could see she was wearing a black g-string. Katie undid her skirt. She shimmied left-right-left, and worked it down to the floor. She spun around once more, and kicked the skirt against the glass. It bounced and hit the floor. Then Katie spun around again, strutting over to the bed. She got low and then came back up. Katie undid her blouse. She took it off, dangled it over the side of the bed, and held it on a fingertip. She blew a kiss at the windowed mirror thing and dropped her shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra. Finally, Katie dropped to her knees on the bed. She rocked backwards and tugged her panties down just a little bit, and after plopping all the way back, she used one hand to start getting her pussy wet. With the other, she rapidly pressed the button. She wasn't sure how many times she'd pressed it, but it was at least a few... See more
Thread: My Character and Plot Ideas - Work in Progress

Added an intro to my mischievous sprite...
Thread: My Character and Plot Ideas - Work in Progress

Added an intro to my nerdy girl...
Thread: My Character and Plot Ideas - Work in Progress

Added Ophelia Fitzalan, soon to be of The St. Anne
Thread: My Character and Plot Ideas - Work in Progress

Added a thief to my mix of characters. I've been running a story in my head that might or might not be fun as a group rp. A thieves guild where week to week we set up short stories of targets that we need to steal. shrugs Maybe...maybe not, maybe I'll end up with a plot synopsis
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

Abby and Danielle giggled as they handed their older brother his costume. Every year, the three of them had a contest before going to Disneyland for Easter vacation. Who ever had the best costume got to pick everyone else's costumes. Since there were two girls and one boy, the brother was always outmatched. You get to be Minnie Mouse! Abby giggled, revealing the costume .
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

Riley looked at the Minne Mouse costume in both shock and horror. Yeah he may not be the manliest looking guy but he was still a guy. You gotta be kidding me right? He asked his two sisters. Can't I just wear a Mickey Mouse costume instead? This is......too revealing. He told them. The only reason his sisters made him dress up like a girl was because well Riley had a much more feminine look to him.
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

You didn't ask for a different costume when we dressed you up as Cinderella last year, Abby giggled. Or Alice in Wonderland the year before that! Danielle added.
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

Yes I did! You two never listen to me! Riley told them. He knew it was useless to argue with them. He took the costume and when to go change. No doubt he felt so uncomfortable. Riley's face was completely red and he kept trying to pull the skirt down to hide his junk from showing. H-How do I look? He asked his sisters as he had trouble walking out of the changing room.
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

Really sexy! Abby giggled. All you need are breast forms and some tight panties! Danielle giggled and agreed.
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

Yeah, choke my dick even more. Riley muttered to himself. He was already starting to get looks from other people. Then again they thought he was she after all.
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

This is at home. Riley! Mom said sternly. You will not use that kind of langauge! Now come with me. I'll get you ready.
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

Mom. I'm 19 years old. I can dress myself. Why does everyone treat me like I'm a little girl?! Riley replied with. I'm a guy!
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

Not just dressing you. Shaving your body, glueing breast forms on, and doing your hair, Mom said. Come on.
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

Riley sighed in frustration. He knew there was no way out of this situation. Every year it was the same damn thing. He just sucked it up and followed it mom. After all it only for one day.
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

Mom led Riley into the bathroom and licked the door behind them. Please get undressed, sweety. She grabbed a bottle of lotion.
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

Riley began to blush a little bit as he got undressed. This was so embarrassing, getting naked in front of his mother. He was an adult for God's sakes. Despite being a guy Riley had a very feminine looking body. He pretty much had the body of a girl but the sex organs of a guy. His cock size was about normal. It would get to about seven inches when hard.
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

Mom handed you the lotion. Run this in on your entire body except for your head. She smiled at her feminine son.
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

As soon as he got the lotion Riley began rubbing it on his body. For some reason rubbing lotion on himself caused him to get erect which caused his face to get even redder. Great, just what I need. To get a boner in front of my mom. He thought.
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

Mom wasn't fazed by it. Come on Riley, we have a lot to do to get you ready.
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

Relax I'm hurrying. Riley told his mom as his quickly finished putting lotion on himself. He didn't want to admit it kind of felt good on his skin, made it real soft.
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

Alright, Mom said as she started a timer on her phone. Five minutes and then I want you to take a quick shower.
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

After five minutes Riley hopped into the shower and washed himself off. He also took some time to rub one out. He returned to his mother after drying himself.
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

All of Riley's body hair was now gone. There, you're as smooth as the day you were born, Mom smiled.
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

Yeah, just great. Riley said sarcastically. Lets get the rest of this over with.
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

Mom sat Riley down on the toilet and pulled out two breast forms. Just relax. She attached the breast forms with glue and made sure that they would stick.
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

Ugh.........these feel weird. Riley said as his mom placed the forms on his chest.
Thread: Going To Disneyland! (KnightCreep and RyuJunkie)

You'll get used to them, Mom promised. She then grabbed a curly iron and some hair ties. Now hold still.
Thread: Sweet Mother, Sweet Mother... (N7biotic // how_is_you)

Avecius woke slowly, his back still feeling as if he were in his home, but something felt particularly...off. The room he was in seemed to be colder, as opposed to the warm lighting of his house in Whiterun. The fuzz around his eyes from his hearty sleep took a few blinks of his eyes in order to clear, and when he did clear his sight, he noticed that the roof was not his roof, and that this bed was old and smelled of stale hay and a slight bit of mildew. Hurriedly, the Imperial sat up, his hand instinctively moving to his belt to grab the steel dagger he used on adventures and such, but he did not feel it. He looked around the room, and noticed just how derelict of a building it was that he had been transported to. Gritting his teeth, his eyes landed on a figure on top of a bookshelf. Her purple eyes were staring right at him, and though he could not see much more of her face, he could see the blue skin, indicating she was a dark elf, and also her figure being that of a more hourglass nature. Avecius himself grumbled, and stood slowly, noticing he was only dressed in commoner's clothes. He remembered that he had changed into those before bed, preferring the cloth over the stiffness of the leather. He stood at a good six feet, four inches tall, and was a bit lithe in nature, only being about one hundred eighty pounds. This, however, was perfect for stealth, and as such the sneaky approach was his usual go to for encounters of combat. His eyes were a deep brown, currently fixed upon the figure sitting on the bookshelf, and his hair was of similar tone, a deep chocolate brown that was about shoulder length, the strands settling after being whipped around. He decided to stay quiet. He didn't really know this person, in all honesty, and the way she was looking at him made him think there was a reason for his kidnapping in this way.
Thread: Sweet Mother, Sweet Mother... (N7biotic // how_is_you)

Watching the Imperial awaken brought a smile to Alkina's lips. Playing with a black dagger with a red serrated blade in her hand, her left leg swinging ceaselessly off the side of the bookcase, she studied the man below her as he slowly came to his senses. His body seemed good enough for her line of work, but she didn't see why Astrid wanted this one. However, it wasn't her call to make. Astrid wanted him and now the fun part of Alkina's job began. The room was just bright enough for the Imperial to see her, but there wasn't much for him to see. The Dark Brotherhood's uniform showed just all he needed to know. If he passed the test then maybe he'd get to see more of her. With a handsome face like his, she wouldn't object to it. Her sharp amethyst eyes seemed to gleam wickedly as the man looked up at her with confusion. Finally awake I see. She spoke with a voice smooth as silk, but had a hint of threat in it. She jumped down from her spot on the rotten bookshelf as she stepped towards him. Her hips swaying with every step she made almost teasingly. I was just about to wonder if you ever wake up. The blade of her dagger gently touched his cheek as she circled him like a sabre cat that found a particularly delicious meal. You apparently have skills that caught a certain group's attention. I don't think I'd need to say which. She giggled wickedly as she let the blade of her dagger slide off his cheek. Her footsteps so light that not even the rotting floor creaked from her weight. I got word from my boss that she wants you to join us. As her rule, you have to do a little test. She grinned as she stopped circling him and stood before him. Her blade lifted up his chin so he was staring into her sharp eyes. I'm not allowed to kill you if you fail the test, but either way, there's fun in this. Alkina used the tip of her blade to turn his head just enough to seen there were people behind him. People with bags over their heads. For the most part, they were quiet, but a few sniffles and fearful whines came from them. Kill one of these people. Any of your choice and you will allowed to join the Dark Brotherhood. You'll be family to people just like you and me. Or you can just walk away. Simple a that. She explained as simply as she could. Her blade ran down his neck, threatening to cut him, but never actually puncturing his skin. However, a wicked idea hit her, Astrid told her he had to kill someone, but it didn't mean she could use other methods to persuade him to join. She let her face get close to his neck, pulling down her mask just out of his sight. The tip of her tongue ran up his neck slowly before letting her lips touch his ear. And if you're good...you can have something a little extra. She teased and pulled her mask back up before he could see her face. So...what will it be Avecius? She asked him, staring into his eyes with her own, wondering what Astrid saw within him that made him so special.
Thread: Sweet Mother, Sweet Mother... (N7biotic // how_is_you)

With a eager grin, Alkina let the blade slip from her grasp and into his. If he tried something while he handled her blade, she had a spare to counter him with, but she doubted that would be necessary. She watched his selection process with interest, bringing back memories of her first time choosing her victim. Astrid made clear that she only had to kill one of the three, but could kill as many as she pleased. Needless to say, Alkina killed all three in excitement and later that night spent the night with an Argonian to satisfy her own bloodlust. Killing had always been fun for her and got her excited in ways that no other thing in this world could possibly do for her. Finding a group that accepted that and even encouraged it only made things all the more sweeter. Alkina would be the first to admit she was a twisted person, she had no shame in her desires and usually got her way thanks to her natural beauty and charms. Watching Avecius killed each person before her with cold eyes as he ceremoniously killed every single victim before them did something to her. Their blood coating the rotten wood of the abandoned shack and most surely staining it for as long as it could stand. The sight was beautiful to her, exciting, nothing was more arousing to her then a good kill. With each kill, Alkina touched her thighs feeling herself getting wet just from the sight. She bit her lip, unable to let him see thanks to her mask as he approached her to hand her the blood cover blade. Alkina grinned at his words as she looked at the blade and then towards the bodies that laid on the ground, their blood slowly mixing together on the ground. Hmm... She hummed in thought for a moment before letting her hood fall to reveal long black hair that framed her face and had a single strand of braided hair on the right, near her pointed ears. Then she allowed her mask to fall, revealing her features to the man before her. Sharp yet feminine, she was a beauty to behold as well as someone to fear. A grin grew across her lips as she finally spoke again, Not quite yet. Alkina bit her lip at the imperial as she pulled off her gloves and boots, not caring about the rotting floor behind her as she slowly let her armor come off to reveal more of her body to Avecious. Her breasts were heavy and full, well above average for most women. Her curves allowed the eyes to roam over her until it landed unto her smooth, bare sex. I need something else to satisfy me. She grinned, her hands pushing on his chest gently until he fell back onto the old bed that remained within the shack. With a seductive chuckle, she climbed on top of him. Her lips found his neck as her tongue gave him another lick to taste his skin. She let a soft moan escape her lips and into his ear as she pressed her body into his. What do you say friend? She asked with a whisper into his ear as her hands began to explore his body.