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Thread: The Legend of Zelda - The Missing Link (Mystearica x Silverscar)

Lightning cracked and thunder bellowed as Impa's horse tore across the fields outside Hyrule Castle Town. It had all happened in a flash a dark and malevolent man driving a blade clear through king and throne... a brilliant violent light that simply hollowed out the guards, leaving nothing but hulking and autonomous wrought iron suits of armor... and those eyes, glittering with lust and gold as they turned onto the princess... It was Impa that had grabbed her and a few of the last Sheikah that owed their loyalty to king and crown that had risen up before Ganondorf. It was by their sacrifice that Impa had the time to escape the castle with princess in tow. And as they rode off into the dark, they were trailed. Trailing purest darkness and with a manic grin on his face, Ganondorf the warrior, the defiler, the king of evil followed them, and a boy in green, the same boy from the royal gardens, that had stood between them with blade and shield. In another time, in another place Ganondorf would have kept going. But here, his foul horse reared back, and cloven hoof came down like the final nail in a coffin. Splintered wood and bone, a flash of green and red and-- Zelda awoke with a start. Seven years had passed since that night. Seven years of those same ten minutes playing on a loop. Seven years of preparation. Seven years to become the hero Hyrule would need. She rolled out of her bed and assessed the same little room she had lived in for years. It was an offshoot of a village in the mountains, a place that the Sheikah had called their home. She had spent many long hours here training, learning, readying for the trials ahead... and then like all those before her, Impa had left. She had had a friend in that time, those six months of Impa's disappearance. Waiting for the day they would travel on the Forest Temple to begin the long process of expelling the King of Evil. Zelda donned her own Sheikah clothes, grabbing needles and her whip chain. Along with it came her bow which she held across her shoulders. So prepared, Zelda headed out into the morning. It was time to save the world.
Thread: The Legend of Zelda - The Missing Link (Mystearica x Silverscar)

The Princess will need your help Samara. See that she is kept safe and becomes the Hero that Hyrule needs But Aunt Impa, why can't you do it? Why must you live us? Have no fear, my niece. I shall return to you, in time... The words had replayed in Samara's head since Impa had left her with the task of carrying for Zelda. They had trained together since Zelda had first arrived at the Sheikah village, fleeing with Impa from the ruins of the palace. It seemed that Ganondorf's attack had been more devastating than anyone had thought and it hadn't taken much for the new King of Hyrule to unleash his reign of terror on the lands. Many of the Sheikah had wanted to strike out, to fight, to do something but the elders would not allow it. Their faith was placed on Zelda and her abilities, while the Sheikah spread themselves out to gather any intel that might help in the journey ahead. Now, seven years later, Samara stood outside the village. It was early in the morning still, the light of the rising sun just appearing on the horizon. Zelda wanted to leave early, not wanting any grand goodbyes. Since Impa's disappearance, goodbye's were not what the Princess needed now. What she needed was vengeance, a mission, something hard to hit. Or maybe that was just how Samara felt.... She was tall like her aunt and just as muscled. Her short, cropped hair was a brilliant silver shade, crimson eyes glaring out challengingly into the darkness. Light leather armor was pulled tight against her athletic form with a dark traveling cloak wrapped around her, hiding the longsword within the folds of the dark cloth. Pointed features only served to enhance the intense stare that Samara always seemed to hold. Relaxing was a foreign concept to the newly appointed bodyguard. Hearing footsteps approaching, Samara's hand instinctively slipped beneath the holds of her cloak, even though she already knew who to expect as Zelda walked out past the gates. Approaching her, Samara gave a slight bow, her surprisingly soft voice speaking in a revered tone Princess. We are ready to depart whenever you're ready Though they were friends, Samara took her position as bodyguard seriously, perhaps too much so
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RE Futa Sanctuary Daddy'sSexySlut x Futa Fantastic MCs Females KimUnwilling, Virgin Emily Willing, experienced Futas Sarah Despite the many women the facility had inside, to reduce repetetiveness of the place, based on customer demands they would rotate these women every other week, sending the used women either back to their breeders, to another facility, or even sell them to a permanent home with futas who wished to keep them. Either way girls would be rotated to ensure futa's kept returning with something new to enjoy, but with the opening, these girls would be around for a while, until visitors stated a rotation would be needed. The women stood lined up, chained, each set within their own groups based on their arrival. Two groups each with two seperate ones. The left side was filled with Willing partners, women who volunteered to be brought here, half of which were virgins, and some that weren't, used and experienced in the art of pleasing their partners. They sat chained, but sat with a smile, a look of eagerness to please. The other side the same, only these were unwilling, forced here and given no choice but to obey. They squirmed whined against their gags. All the women were nude, letting their bodies be showed off for their clients to see what they were getting. Among them all, Kim sat there on the right, one of the many forced to come here. She was taken from what she thought was an interview of sorts. But it was a front, one of many the sanctuary has in order to get a new stock of woman based on the need, especially when it came to young, strong women to handle what many futas could dish out. Unlucky for her, Kim was a virgin and not at all wanting to be here, she knew what would be done and wanted no part of it, watching as one by one women were being picked, Kim feeling relieved in the hopes she would get by untouched tonight.
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RE Futa Sanctuary Daddy'sSexySlut x Futa Fantastic Kim and Emily now waited in the room with the other two girls as the women vanished to fetch toys bindings, anything they sought to use against them Kim looked down at the ground, whining shaking her head, refusing to accept her fate. She wanted to go home, to get away from all of this. She had been taken held and manipulated, forced to be here and be used for the pleasure of futas. While she wasn't against sex for the most part, she was not at all into the idea of being forced into it, being used like a pleasure slave. As for the woman beside her, Emily, she simply sat with a lustful smile on her face. Emily sought out the club, eager to enjoy herself here as her normal sex life could never sate her needs, her lusts for pleasure, for cock. So when she found out about the place she was ore than eager to swarm the owners, begging for a job there, something to feed her carnal lusts. And here she sat, waiting for her partner to gather what they wanted and take her away to defile her mature, sexy figure. After all, she believed this was what she was made for, born to do, as were the futas who wpould enjoy her. Erin and Sarah both smiled when they entered the room, each picking out lubes, plugs and so on. The both of them were delighted, ecstatic to finally have a place that could sate their lusts, defeat the hunger of their cock. Not only that but it was a place for them to defile any kind of woman they wanted without the fear of the law. Erin stepped out, looking over the brunette who hadn't been claimed yet, while Sarah looked at the redhead, first to Melody, then to the one that was offered, waiting to be claimed. With a smirk, both stood by their partner, waiting till all was settled and done before they would happily make their way to a room, to devour the pleasure from their partners, and vice versa.
Thread: Abduction (Arno/causeway)

It was dark, a somber mood, illuminated by an odd mixture of neon green, blue and orange lights, small in size, forming little bright patches of light in the gloom. The room was circular, with a domed ceiling, and neither doors nor windows visible. The room had few features a round pedestal, a human-sized glass tube, a visible circular hatch in the middle of the room, and some sort of advanced medical table or bed, with a shiny, chrome robot arm hanging down from the ceiling directly above it. There were currently four figures in the room. Three of them stood near the pedestal, examining the holographic display being projected from it. They were encased in a strange-looking armored suit The fourth figure was a young human male, floating inside of the tube.
Thread: Abduction (Arno/causeway)

He was a small framed and lightweight like a female. For a long time Arno was picked on for that reason alone. One day he ran out into the desert and was greeted by a bright light. He woke up and found himself trapped
Thread: Abduction (Arno/causeway)

The subject awakens, one of the three beings said, in a strange, flanged voice, seemingly lacking in emotions. Do not worry, we mean you no harm. We regret having to seize you against your will, but our circumstances require extreme measures.
Thread: Abduction (Arno/causeway)

Arno gave a startled look since the tube was filled with some form of liquid. He struggled a bit unable to hear them well either. He understood extreme measures but didn't know why he was captured.
Thread: Unfolding World [Azecreth & Mystearica]

Ivalice. A strange land, a kingdom lost to time and space, one that was home to many beings and a vibrant civilization. Humans, Bangaa, Moogles, Viera, all made this place home and interacted with each other. They traded, fought, traveled, all under the auspices of the ruling kingdom, who maintained order via the Judges that served to regulate the various guilds that existed. But Ivalice wasn't simply a place that you could walk to, or travel to by boat. No, it was a magical land that existed in the deepest fantasies, a charmed world that ensnared those who entered it, the few individuals that it based itself off of. And in return it gave them what they wanted, their hopes and inner desires, so that they would never have a reason to leave and return it to dormancy. Yet the people of this world were unaware of that. They merely lived their lives, and let come what may in turn. And now the time had come again for a new character to enter that world, drawn from another by a magical artifact. It had tapped into her mind, and while she slept the world had been rewritten, changed all around her, until her old world was gone and Ivalice was all that remained. Even she had been changed, slightly, to reflect the new world that existed now. It was a new world, for her. A world in which the sun dawned people went about their business like nothing was the matter, like they had not sprung from the aether all of half a day ago but rather had lived there their entire lives, with their own histories and struggles. And a woman would awaken in a somewhat dirty, dusty, and empty alleyway, to confront what had happened to her and what she would do about it.
Thread: Unfolding World [Azecreth & Mystearica]

There were artifacts in this world that men were not meant to mess with. Books and spheres and all manner of thing that could end poorly for those that took such unassuming power into their own hands and did as they desired with them. The sphere had seemed harmless enough, a simple trinket in the ruins. The young woman had been separated from her two friends when she had activated it, sure that it would simply be some manner of historical record or somesuch. Paine had been wrong. She awoke in a dusty and shaded alleyway, her body cramped up and her head feeling like it had been packed to the brim with cotton. Other women might have been very concerned about what had happened. Had they had a drugged drink? Had they been the victim of some type of attack? Paine, however... Eugh... what fresh hell is this? she muttered to herself as she slowly dragged herself up the wall behind her. She felt... different somehow. Warmer, like she was still wrapped up in a fuzzy blanket that hit all the right spots. Her body was caressed by the wind herself, and she groaned audibly as she stretched out tired and cramped muscles. ... now. Where're the others? she muttered under her breath. Yuna! Rikku! You two screwin' around? Paine called down the alleyway.
Thread: Unfolding World [Azecreth & Mystearica]

As Paine called out for her friends, the only answer that she would get to that question was the wind. If either Yuna or Rikku were in this place, they most certainly were not with her at the moment. And perhaps they were, trapped elsewhere in the world like she had been, and now subjected to their own desires and fantasies, the trap of Ivalice made manifest once more. Only time would tell. Of course, even standing there she might be able to tell some things about where she was. It was a bit warmer than a temperate climate, with the sun not yet fully overhead. The buildings were of browns and yellows, made from stone and brick, and far from the sort of thing that one would expect of a more major city, at least as far as appearances went. At least it was well maintained. Still, just because of Yuna and Rikku didn't answer, didn't mean that anyone else would in their place. Indeed silence remained at least for a little bit, leaving Paine to stew and wonder where she was. In the end for her, there would be two outcomes to her current situation. If she chose to walk on she would soon find herself emerging into thoroughfares, dusty and ground streets that weren't cobbled, but still hosted a bevy of creatures. There were the lizardlike Bangaa, the average human, the small Moogles, even a few long eared and dark skinned Viera walking and going about their business, none of them giving her even an odd look. It had to be odd, to say the least. If she chose to wait, well, nothing would happen immediately. But if she kept doing so perhaps someone would stumble across her, someone who could provide answers. One could only hope, in this strange and unusual situation.
Thread: Unfolding World [Azecreth & Mystearica]

Paine regarded her surroundings. The architecture was just... so different here. Everything in Spira was made of solid materials, crafted with ancient architectural techniques that lent everything a sort of roundness to it. Round stadiums, swooping temple arches, all of that. But here everything was just... blockier. Great. Well, guess I'm not going to find anything just standing around, came the thought. And so Paine made her way out into the thoroughfare, filled with... ... moogles. Sure, there were the lizardlike folk, the bunny people, but... moogles were a mascot in her world. And moreover, there was the occasional chocobo that was hitched to a cart or ridden by a rider of any given race. This was surrealism itself, a world like hers but rather unalike at the same time. With the ronso, guado, and other races at least the bangaa and the viera didn't throw her off TOO much. There was only one thing she could think to do. One thing she had gotten good at all these years. Hey! Anyone need a sword for hire? Paine called to the street. She had to start somewhere, and a blade in hand seemed to be her default state these days.
Thread: Unfolding World [Azecreth & Mystearica]

Until that moment the crowd had been relatively unaware of Paine's presence, as if she didn't exist in the first place. As far as they were concerned, she was merely another human, an adventurer in the uniform of a warrior, and nothing otherwise significant. After all, if this world had been made around her, then why would they find her odd in being here? Her call though did earn attention, eyes swinging to regard her as the cry died away on the air. And thus heard, there was silence for a few moments before they began moving again, as if rejecting whatever subconscious offer she had made to them in the first place. Fortunately the world knew what she wanted, and someone would respond before her hopes should be entirely dashed upon the stone. Hey, you know you can't do that right? The speaker approaching her was a human, tan, black hair, green eyes, clad in the garb of an Archer. He was decently built, though melee combat was hardly his forte, as one might expect of a bow user. He came to a stop in front of her before elaborating, to provide some explanation. I mean, there are rules, regulations in place for this sort of thing. You don't want the Judges coming down on you. And so, the world provided.
Thread: Unfolding World [Azecreth & Mystearica]

... damn it, Paine muttered to herself as the crowd paid attention for a split second... and then just as quickly dispersed back into their daily routines. Did she have to get up on that cart over there and change into a songstress or similar to get everyone's attention? She was half considering it when the archer approached her, all tan skin, dark hair, and green eyes -- a polar opposite to her pale skin, hair, and red eyes. Yeah? Paine asked, turning to regard him. He was a handsome sort, though that was one thing she tried to ignore for now. Questions first. Well, no one had told me. Didn't seem like anyone was paying much attention in any event, Paine said. Judges? Rules and regulations? For being a sword for hire? Wherever she was, this wasn't Spira, something she'd cottoned onto fairly quickly. They'd traveled the world in the Celsius, so she was fairly certain she'd know by now. Who're you? Paine, she said, gesturing to herself. Mind filling me in?
Thread: Unfolding World [Azecreth & Mystearica]

The archer gave Paine a curious look, as if he found it odd that she should be asking stuff like that. Then again such things seemed natural to him just like this world was, though there was no way for her to know that. It did not, however, serve to resolve the situation at hand. That would have to be handled in another way. Better safe than sorry, he pointed out with a shrug, hands resting at his sides while a wooden bow remained strapped to his back. Prison isn't a fun place, much less paying fines. That said he nodded to the introduction before giving her a bow in return. I'm Venge. A pleasure to meet you Paine. With the business of naming done, he turned to her question, or rather the statement that he took to be a question. Well, the Clan system means that individual warriors generally don't get very far by themselves, and since the clans are a pretty powerful force here, naturally there's a lot of regulation over what they can and can't do. Judges uphold that regulation. He gave her another curious look then, tilting his head slightly as he rubbed his chin. I'm surprised you didn't know that.
Thread: Unfolding World [Azecreth & Mystearica]

Yep, definitely not Spira. Mercenaries did just fine over there. It had been the groups that got into trouble. The Gullwings was really just a three-girl group and they had often done much better than the enormous factions running around. It didn't hurt to have people like Yuna and Rikku on your side when it came to that though. Let's just say I took a nasty spill recently, Paine said coolly. Not everything's as I remember it. Both technically accurate while being a whole bunch of lies. So, you part of a clan Venge? Paine asked. The sooner she got around a whole bunch of people the sooner she would be able to get some answers to her particular predicament. If she had to knock a few heads in the meanwhile, she was fine with that. Of course, in her heart of hearts-- But she didn't think about that. It had been a good long while since she'd entertained those thoughts.
Thread: Unfolding World [Azecreth & Mystearica]

Ah, I see. My apologies, Venge said with a slight bow as Paine explained that she was recovering from some sort of head injury, which had affected her memory. He had to assume it had happen in the jagds, or else he didn't see how that sort of thing could have happened. But the lack of law enforcers would explain it. Faced with her next question, he nodded to confirm that he was, though it was more a tricky situation than he liked to think about. His Clan wasn't in the best of shape right now, but as it stood it seemed like she might be interested. And if she was, then that would provide the sort of opportunity they hadn't had in a while. I am, he confirmed then, smiling as he did his best to earn her goodwill. We're a small Clan, but I have high hopes. I can take you to meet with everyone, if you're interested. Well, one could hope. It would be up to her to make it a reality though, at least for him.
Thread: Unfolding World [Azecreth & Mystearica]

Phew, bought it. She could probably get a good bit of mileage out of pretending that her lack of knowledge in this world came from a head injury. Not that she intended to be hee long enough for it to really matter in the long run. A small clan suited her just fine. Besides, she had a sneaking suspicion that she would have a leg up on the competition. She could still feel the power thrumming inside of her, that of the abilities bequeathed to her by the dresspheres. Whatever this was, she had been transferred in her entirety. That she could even speak the common language here was a mystery in and of itself but it was yet another question to address later. Well, let's get going then. I'll have a talk with your people. Maybe something will work itself out, she said, gesturing for Venge to lead the way back to his clan.