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Thread: WWE: Divas Can Bite Too (Athene & 	ABagOVicodin)

Jillian growled, definitely not appreciating the comment on her hair color as she cracked her knuckles before the match started. This was the first match of the night, so she had to make an effort to show the world that she was the next Diva's Champion. Sure, she had a rough year, but that was one of the blessings of the draft. She didn't have to worry about the last year if she could kick ass this year. However, that didn't seem to be the case as the match started. Usually the gigantic ones in the WWE had a very predictable wrestling style. They were the ones who threw you around the ring and were weak to having their legs attacked and focused on. The Titaness didn't seem to have that problem, which was immediately worrying. The hold connected and Jillian gasped, placing her hands onto the hand holding her, trying to pry Samantha's grip off of her. The crowd gasped and the announcers began to postulate if the match was going to be over that quickly, before Jillian was slammed down onto the mat, a pseudo chokeslam laying her out. Jillian coughed and rolled out of the ring, walking around and leaning against one of the turnbuckle poles to catch her breath while the crowd booed her for not continuing the match. She growled and looked towards the crowd before she looked back to Samantha. She kept the ring steps between her and Samantha, and when she got close enough, Jillian tried to kick the steps into Samantha's legs or knees, wanting to stun or at least get her to fall to her knees. If she managed that, Jillian would get up on the ringside and try to launch herself at the Titaness with a flying clothesline, wanting to lay her out.
Thread: WWE: Divas Can Bite Too (Athene & 	ABagOVicodin)

Samantha The Titaness Hamilton Although the old saying usually went the best of anything was saved for last, Sam was perfectly fine with being the very first match of the night. She got everything before any of the others, including bragging rights. Although One Night Stand had ended literally just last night, the results for tonight's match mattered just as much. In fact, perhaps more so than the Titaness immediately realized. True, true, she inwardly mused, smirking as she began quickly pulled up a mental calendar in her head. Vengeance is coming up in about three weeks. May as well get as many fights and wins in before then. Naturally, Sam was still human so she had experienced the pain of loss. The only reason it had yet to bother her too much was simple. If anyone looked at her win to loss ratio, then it was obvious she was better at coming out victorious than not. Alas, Sam was yanked away from her thoughts as the crowd began to ... boo? Her head turned, then she snickered to see Jillian exiting the ring. Oh? she asked, her grin spreading further over her face. Giving up already, are we? It almost appeared that way and she half-expected the bell to ring again. ... Except it didn't. Instead, she felt a harsh stinging sensation as Jillian dared to go after her legs again. Bitch, she growled, smirking as she shakily fell to one knee. .... However, Samantha wasn't one to be caught completely off guard. The moment she saw Jillian launch herself off the ropes, a plan entered her head as the Titaness snickered and smirked. Aww. Cute. You came to me. Slowly, Samantha began standing back up to her feet, literally appearing like she were attempting to meet Jillian in the air. Only to abruptly reach out with her hands and hold Jillian's body tightly against her own. She began sliding her arms underneath Jillian, finally stopping as they found the right position the small of the other girl's back. Hoisting the smaller woman up, she brought her back down - hard - as she attempted to force Jillian to land on the mat thanks to a strong Power bomb technique.
Thread: WWE: Divas Can Bite Too (Athene & 	ABagOVicodin)

Both women had the same mindset when they got into this match. When they were on a winning streak, it was the biggest jump to their careers if they could manage to bring it to a pay-per-view and win as well. Jillian had unfortunately taken a loss during One Night Stand, losing the chance to compete for the WWE Diva's championship. It was embarrassing and frustrating, which made Jillian all the more desperate to want to take out her frustrations on The Titaness. The only problem was the powerbomb. Jillian felt the wind leaving her lungs as she landed square on her back, pain flooding her entire form. While the outside of the ring was still fit with mats that would cushion some of the damage from a fall, The Titaness was very tall, and as such, the drop onto her back was way more powerful than most other divas that would attempt the same move. Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! the crowd chanted, suddenly perking up at the display of athleticism from both women. Diva matches were always labeled as the piss break matches, considering the stakes and story was usually not built up enough to gather the crowd's attention. But both the Titaness and Jillian happened to have it this time. 1! 2! the referree started to count, both women having been out of the ring for a significant amount of time. Jillian flipped onto her stomach to try and massage the tenseness and pain out of her back, while the crowd yelled at her to get back in the ring. She felt dizzy, that powerbomb completely putting Jillian on the defensive as she crawled towards the ropes and slid her way into the ring. She leaned against one of the turnbuckles, completely on the defensive as she tried to beg her way out of the Titaness' harsh wrestling. Wait, just give me a second! she said as she held a hand out, trying to stop the gigantic woman. However she was ready to try and take advantage, as she tried to jump on the first turnbuckle and wrap her arm around the Titaness' head, aiming to bring her head into the top turnbuckle with a disastrous DDT.
Thread: Cowboy Bebop: Rise of the New Syndicates (Athene & Casket)

Suki Kimura Naturally, she had her own ship which she had also stolen. She had affectionately called it the ISV Orion , as Suki was actually a huge fan of various mythologies. No, it certainly wasn't typical from a woman, let alone a wanted one. But then, Suki wasn't a normal person to begin with. Hmmm, where to go next? Titan? Or is that too easy to think of? Hmm, might be. Her fingernails lightly tapped against the surface as she continued to silently contemplate. Suffice to say, the calm atmosphere of being in a mostly void mindset vanished the moment her ears detected a new, foreign voice. Don't worry, I don't have enough money to proposition you. I just wanna have a drink and then I'll be on my way.... The faintest of smirks spread over her lips as she looked at the rather battered, wounded male. She pulled her trenchcoat slightly, both out of habit and to conceal her own dual 9mm pistols. While killing wasn't her preference, it was something that Suki could do -- if and when needed, of course. Sure. Having one of those days, eh? Where everything seems to just laugh and work against ya? I hear you. What do you want? Ask and you shall receive. Suki was feeling rather generous, as this was definitely not something she tended to do share or even buy people anything. But there was something ... not bad ... unique? Was that the right word? Either way, the man was surrounded with an aura of sorts. Even with the risk of this decision biting her in the ass later being a possibility, it was a risk Suki was perfectly fine with taking. After all, no pain, no gain. That's how you've gotten as far as you have thus far ... Yo! Bartender! Whatever he wants! Put it on my bill! You look familiar, have we met? Truthfully, that made her face almost pale in color and she had to fight off the urge to avoid choking on her whiskey. Instead, her smirk widened as she giggled softly. No Afraid not. A lot of people - especially guys like you - say. Correct me if I'm wrong but ... you're looking for something, yes? Maybe someone? That's what it feels like and even seems at least your eyes suggest as much. With that, Suki went silent, curious to hear the man's response. Regardless, one thing is for certain. You definitely leave after this drink ... She'd - not literally but still - programmed her memory with responding to certain phrases. Suffice to say, when people asked if they knew her from somewhere, it tended to mean they were bounty hunters and thus had seen her posters or wanted ads on the few TV shows that still were on the air nowadays. Of course it'd be your fortune to run into one of them today. Ah well it's one of the things that's been making your life that much more interesting, I suppose
Thread: Cowboy Bebop: Rise of the New Syndicates (Athene & Casket)

Cain noticed the subtle shirk into her trenchcoat when he'd asked if he knew her, but after the days events, namely crash landing his Interceptor, his brain was still too scrambled to recognize Suki from the Big Shot television show. The bartender approached but the scowl on his face made Cain wonder how good this young lady's credit actually was, but one should never look a gift-horse in the mouth as they say and so Cain ordered a whiskey on the rocks. The barkeep moved slowly and it gave Cain time to consider they raven haired girl further. He didn't get too close, mostly because he stank from sitting in mud and then walking in the heat for the last two hours, but there was something there, he was sure about it and getting surer by the second. THAT'S IT!!!! Suddenly Cain called out, his loud voice causing the barkeep to jump a little and almost spill the drink he was pouring. I've got it now! You're this years centerfold in the Intergalactic Sports Illustrated swimsuit edition! Kelly Kapowski, right? Yeah sure I'd recognize you anywhere, I've spent hours and hours staring at your body. It took me a second because of all the clothing you are wearing now, but those..... eyes are unmistakable. He said, but his gaze was locked on her cleavage. Meanwhile, while his loud outburst was distracting her attention, his hand was slipping into the pocket of his James Dean retro jacket. Geez what are you doing slumming in a dump like this? Cain asked shooting a big cheesy grin on his face while gawking at her. He leaned in, uncomfortably close, purposefully invading her personal space. Wow oh wow, Say would you mind signing an autograph for me? He said, and as fast as a flash his hand comes out of his pocket and with a pair of handcuffs, swinging them down at Suki's wrist. Cain was fast, it was what made him a good bounty hunter, he had the enhanced reflexes of known to those soldiers who'd had medical experimentation during the war on Titan.
Thread: Cowboy Bebop: Rise of the New Syndicates (Athene & Casket)

Suki Kimura ... Oh? No answer? Suki shrugged, figuring he had his reasons. Each to their own, as the old saying went. It would have no doubt been interesting if he had indulged her and replied whether she'd been correct if he was looking for someone or something. Her instincts were pretty damn good but, alas, they weren't always right. So even though they were screaming the answer was probably yes, Suki had been wrong from time to time. Still, the longer she sat beside this man, the stronger they were leaning towards 'yes' being the right answer. Finally, he did indeed give confirmation, albeit in a way she hadn't expected. THAT'S IT!!!! Oh shit .... Her ankles tensed up as Suki prepared to break into a run but ... tilted her head instead as he went on to elaborate his answer. I've got it now! You're this years centerfold in the Intergalactic Sports Illustrated swimsuit edition! Kelly Kapowski, right? Yeah sure I'd recognize you anywhere, I've spent hours and hours staring at your body. It took me a second because of all the clothing you are wearing now, but those.....eyes are unmistakable. Oh ... oh my .... Suki raised a hand and covered her mouth as she began to giggle. Both his choice of words and the alcohol made her react in a way that she definitely wouldn't normally do. But damn it all, it was too good for Suki to maintain a straight face. Well then ... I guess you found me out she teased, deciding to play along. Geez what are you doing slumming in a dump like this? Ohhh ... someone told me Europa was supposed to be an amazing touring spot. But ... maybe that was back then. If I'd known ... hehe .... I definitely wouldn't have come here. Ah well. It has been interesting all the same. Luckily for her, Suki was also quick. After all, her speed and dexterity were what tended to help her the most against physically stronger and usually taller men by being able to think ahead of them. Thus when Cain began to lean in, she chuckled softly and stood up from her seat. Unfortunately, I've probably stayed here too long and annoyed the barkeep long enough. I should probably ---- As the cuffs came down, Suki jumped back slightly, moving her wrists up so they were parallel to her head for a few seconds before lowering them by her hips. --- Take my cue and leave before I get the wrong kind of attention. It was ... fun if not interesting running into. See ya later, sweetie Pivoting around on her feet, Suki began to turn and exit the tavern. She didn't stumble or trip, but it was easy to notice she definitely had sipped more than one shot glass, as every now and again she did walk in a slightly crooked manner. Not enough to keep her from moving, but definitely enough to imply she was buzzed yet only that. Certainly not full-fledged drunk, but most definitely not completely sober either.
Thread: Cowboy Bebop: Rise of the New Syndicates (Athene & Casket)

Cain went to reach for his pistol, his first thought was to pull the piece and threaten to pop her in the leg if she didn't get that hot little ass back here right this minute. But as he saw her sway a bit, possibly from alcohol a better idea popped into his head. The small harmonica sized device in his pocket may have cost him his ship and his crew but it might be good for something after all. He'd remembered that the specs on the device said that is wasn't a mind control device, it only issued post hypnotic suggestions. Simple commands worked fine, but if you told someone to kill themselves for instance, they'd have enough will power to resist it. Suki was probably a little buzzed, so that should theoretically work to his favor. Cain held the small chrome voice modulator up to his mouth just as Suki was at the doors. Come over here! He said and heard the his voice distort into something that sounded almost electronic when it came out of the thing. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the bartender coming up and turned to see what the hell the guy was doing. The barkeep was trying to climb over the bar toward Cain, a dazed and confused look in his eyes. It was then Cain realized that the device was a point-and-shoot sort of thing, apparently it effected everyone in earshot when a unspecified command was issued. Cain pulled the device back up to his mouth and this time spoke directly to the old man trying to scale the bar. No not you barkeep, You go and fetch us a bottle of whiskey....and free of charge. Cain said through the small machine and the bartender stopped his ascension, dropped back to the floor and went to grab a bottle. Suki Kimura come here, put these handcuffs on and sit down and join me at the bar for a drink. Cain reissued his command this time directly at Suki. He stood holding the cuffs out in front of him and waiting for her to obey his order. After all with a device like this there was no need for anything other than a casual encounter. He wondered how much fun he could have with such a thing. She had a great looking body, and the thought of forcing her to undress briefly swept through his mind but he pushed it off, wanting to keep things professional, atleast for now.
Thread: Cowboy Bebop: Rise of the New Syndicates (Athene & Casket)

Suki Kimura Come over here! At first, Suki did indeed think the words had been directed at her. Because of this, it made her chortle and roll her eyes. Why the hell do bounty hunters always think that'll fucking work? No one's that dense to listen to such a thing. Geez ... Yet, as Suki turned to scold Cain for being so stupid, she saw why it sounded like his voice had abruptly changed. Suffice to say, it made her inwardly groan. .... Really? Really? I pity the idiots whom have fallen prey to that thing. Being buzzed was one thing being stupid was another. Suki definitely did not fall under the latter. ... However, she was something that tended to get her in trouble. The infamous personality trait known as .... curious. It was easy to see and tell that Cain could have gone about this in many other ways. Hell, he probably could have caught up to her with no real troubles. Even if he was a lightweight and couldn't hold his liquor too well, four drinks versus one ... yeah. It was obvious who should be a winner. Disregarding that, he's armed more likely than not. Yet he's trying to manipulate me instead? Alright. Even if it may bite her in the ass, Suki would humor him. Besides, he'd left her a loophole. One that she wouldn't expose until after she took the cuffs. A sly smirk crossed her face as she obeyed and cuffed her left wrist ... only to do the same with Cain's own left. You just said put them on never said how . Her grin extended across her face as she placed her right hand into her lap, not wanting to give him enough time to undo the cuffs and put it on both her wrists. Now then ... what do you really want? It's not only a drink ... is it? Something told Suki the answer was no. It was way too simple and he wouldn't have made her go through the trouble of cuffing herself if that was the case. Suffice to say, Cain seemed to be anything but a simple man. ... Well, she doubted it. But Suki supposed she'd be proven if that was right, wrong, or otherwise soon enough.
Thread: Looking for F/F Roleplay (Mostly Original, Maybe Fandoms?)

Bump for editing - made clear that I am looking for a FF roleplay only and am not looking for non-condub-con.
Thread: Unholy Conspiracy (Quix and Xana)

I'm not going to stake my reputation on the word of a drug-addict making accusations that have been made a hundred times before. Naw, course not, Aisha said, blinking back the tears but not hiding the bitterness of her tone. ODonnell. That was one of them Irish names. And Irish and Catholic went together likewell, like a junkie and her drugs. Sorry for wastin ya time on my bullshit. Seems the church is buyin more than just my silence. She was up before he could say anything else. Up before he could see her cry and dismiss her as irrational. Her tears were icy on her face, as she exited the coffee shop, the cold morning even colder after the heat of the diner. Almost as cold as Jefferys reception to her claims. She pushed herself to return to the safe house, even as she knew what was waiting for her. Bishop Manley, who would require worship, before letting her pick through the donations for new stuff. It was better than freezing to death, she tried to tell herself. My father? Jana whispered, horrified, plainly written on her features. But Father Thorne assured her that this place was secret, and it did seem as if they were going to great lengths to kept this place hidden. She just nodded briefly as he explained the rules of this place rules set in place to keep her safe. It seemed a bit severe, but her situation was severe. It was why she was here, after all. Thank you, Father, she said with her eyes downcast. A lifetime of fear and abuse had turned her into this, a girl who could hardly look a grown man in the eye when he spoke to her. She decided the best course of action was to do as he said, and shower before eating. Breakfast conversation was sparse, and the women seemed to huddle into small groups at each table. Jana smiled weakly at the first group, who gave her four identical icy stares, before returning to their conversation. Swallowing, she continued, until the incident repeated itself at the next table, and Jana knew no one in here would welcome her. She found an empty table, and sat to eat alone, trying not to hear the whispers of the other women. Pathetic. She isnt going to last the month. She already looks half broken. Were they talking about her? Why? She had only just arrived. What could she have possibly done to earn their ire? Hearing them joke about how she looked like she would cry almost made her cry, already feeling so alone and vulnerable. Werent they supposed to band together? To find common ground in their experiences? Camaderie and sisterhood and whatnot? She ate quickly and left the mess hall, unable to take the stares or whispers any longer. She headed back to Father Thorne, grateful at least someone was kind here, so far. Just outside his door, she heard him praise God, in a voice that wasnt so loud, but worshipful. Clearly he was very devout, and the knowledge made her feel safer as she entered his office.
Thread: Unholy Conspiracy (Quix and Xana)

Jana dusted off her knees as she stood to join Father Throne, smiling politely as he spoke of carnal pleasures. There was something off about the scene, speaking to this holy man about sex, while he sported an erection. Sex outside of marriage was a sin, she understood, like any good Catholic, but he reminded that sex between husband and wife was not. Which she could agree, made sense. And she could even admit to lustful thoughts, from time to time. Whether her curiosity about Father Thornes hard on was considered a lustful thought, she wasnt exactly sure, but it was certainly something she had little control over. And him as well, she supposed. Thank you Father, I will indeed read this over and consider your words, she acknowledged, as he began leading her out of his office. He mentioned the donated clothing, and she nodded, making sure to come off grateful. And then he makeup make up, and her eyes widen in exhilaration. She wouldnt have expected a priest to encourage her to decorate herself so, but she wasnt going to argue. Not after the lesson she had just received from him. It was exciting though. Her father never let her wear or keep any make up. Insisting that he didnt raise a tramp, it was a beating anytime he found her with it. Bible in hand and anticipation in her stride, Jana returned to her room. Aisha made it back to the safe house just before lunch. Even in the middle of the day, the weather was cold, and she didnt dare linger outside more than necessary. There were many ways to die, but freezing wasnt how she wanted to go. She always just assumed it would be an overdose. As she turned toward her room, hoping to slip in before she was noticed, she saw Father Thorne walking with the new girl. His hand was on her shoulder and his eyes were on her figure as they walked together. Aisha cursed to herself. He saw her, and likely he would engage with her now. Her best bet was to try and discern his mood. He seemed pleased, smiling big as he walked with the girl. She was also smiling and carrying a bible, so it seemed unlikely he had done anything to her yet. Aishas eyes watched him walk, noticing the awkward gait that accompanied an erection, and she began to get an idea what he had been doing. Instructing the new girl on her position, beneath him. It was the discussion he had with her, when she first arrived at the safe house, all those years ago. When she still believe there was a God, and that his servants did his work. The new girl went into her room, and before Aisha could do the same, Father Thorne had caught up with her. Aisha, I had heard you returned to us, much like the prodigal son. Join me, in my office, so we can discuss your future here. Aisha nodded, resigning herself to get it over with, so she could shot up in peace. And, perhaps, finally find some peace in this life.