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Thread: Runaways (ChaosInk & Beautiful.Disaster)

Remi had run all over the station trying to find the right platform, and had only just made it onto the train before it pulled out. She hadn't missed the rain though, and so she was attempting to peel the saturated layers from her upper body to get down to something that was somewhat dry. She was left with a thin white t-shirt that would do little to protect her from the chill in the November air once the train reached it's destination...hopefully the warmer layers she'd had to remove would be dry by then. She moved through the train, a bag over her shoulder, her wet clothes a damp ball tucked under one arm, and her ticket in her free hand. She was doing her best to bob and weave through the people, but as she neared was attempting to pass one of the tables, just as someone else was doing the same she lost her balance. She tetered, and then fell -gracelessly- into one of the seats...thankfully it was the empty one. Well, I'll just sit right here then, she mumbled under her breath, and then looked to the guy seated across from where she'd landed, Unless you were saving the seat... she didn't actually wait for an answer before stowing her bag and the shed layers into the seat next to her. She offered him a cheery smile thatconly deepened the dimples in her cheeks, the light that managed to filter in glinted off the metal studs that adorned them, Hi, I am Remi, by the way.. she introduced herself, the American accent was a dead give away she wasn't in her element if that hadn't already been made clear.
Thread: Runaways (ChaosInk & Beautiful.Disaster)

Arthur looked suddenly away from the window which he had been staring out of, watching the rain hammer down, to see Remi fall somewhat gracelessly into the seat opposite him. He forced a smile onto his face when their eyes met, even though he wanted nothing more than to be along right now and contemplate his decision to get on the train. Oh, erm no don't worry, I wasnt saving it. He said half heartedly even though it seemed obvious that now she was sat down she wasnt getting up again, especially when she began stowing her bag and the wet clothes. He found himself watching her as she introduced herself, judging her and weigh her up in the way he was used to. There seemed something odd about her to him, although she was also quite attractive. Despite that he found himself doing his best to keep his eyes above the white t-shirt, the thin fabric doing little to preserve her modesty. Nice to meet you, Im Arthur. He explained, noting her American accent. Sounds like youre a long way from home. He added with a friendly smile. Arthur couldnt help the growing feeling in his stomach that something was wrong or that she was in some kind of trouble. It was the middle of November and across the seat from him was a very American sounding woman wearing nothing but a t-shirt and with a single bag next to her. Not to mention the bundle of wet clothing she was carrying with her and the fact that shed been running to the station with what appeared to be a panicked look on her face. It was almost as if she was running from something, or someone Let it go, Arthur told himself as he watched her out of the corner of his eye, assessing her. Its not your problem. I know its not really my place, but are you okay? He asked as the rain moved along, slowly picking up speed. I dont mean to pry but you seem like you might be in trouble. He spoke quietly, so as not to draw any unwanted attention but loud enough that she would be able to hear him.
Thread: Femboys Need Apply

Yes Daddy? You're DDLG fetish is too much. You don't want to fake it, you want your real father. To do so, you must tease your father until he gives in. Then you can live the life you was born to be. Daddy's little princess. Rock star His music moves you in a way even you think its crazy. You didn't know what came over you when you discovered he liked trans femboys. Unable to control yourself you find yourself slowly transforming into crowd candy. Understanding Uncle One week out of year you have to go to Uncle's house. He is simple, caring and down to Earth. He knows your secret and allows you to express yourself. So much pent up for just a week of self expression. Mother lets me party You are allowed to come down stairs to the party and do whatever you want but must entertain guest at all cost. Not so tough You only thought you was tough. Growing up with strict parents you rebelled in private school bullying other kids. When incident curves you into a development center you find out just how bitch you are. Boss Bully He finally beat you. Took the job you've worked so hard for. Threats of bad resume and worry of no where to go he forces you to be his work bitch. Neighborhood Bitch being the only white male on the block, yet you still won't move because housing is cheap. When you confront your neighbor of partying, the gang humiliate and beat on you. Only way to keep the peace and safety of your family is hosting the Friday BBQs. YouTube prank gone wrong A shock comedic youtuber you get the idea to live stream your best joke yet. Get team make up designers to doll you up. Taking to streets you flirt and flash, feeding live you continue to prank through out the night. When freaks start to come out at night things don't go so well..and all your fans are still watching. New kinda drug Experimenting at club you meet guy who claims to have best ecstasy in the world. Agreeing to try some you go back to his place. The drug isn't like anything ever tried. You can't say no. Your hormones going wild. Your conscious begs you to snap out of it. But the drug is overwhelming and consuming you. Porn Audition Seeing an ad online for company looking for male and female entertainers. Exceited and thinking why not try you go to live every man's dream. However your body and cock size gets you turned down. However, needing femboys they offer you a contract of insane amounts of money. You can't help yourself to agree. Now moment comes, scared and rock hard.
Thread: The Unknown Entity (Mo, and Gingko)

About 2 years ago while Overwatch was still in operation. An unknown contaminant unit was discovered and transported by Overwatch officials. The containment tube housed an unknown energy source and was locked away in a research facility within the London Overwatch Branch. However, since Overwatch's dismantlement the unknown energy lay dormant. Until a group of scientists folly resulting in trying to research the energy. Unleashed a being known as Entity upon the world. Residents of London are to be cautious. Said a news anchor on the local News Station. If you see this unknown Entity be advised to run... do not attempt to contain it.... now for Sports. The anchor man said. After the broadcast a splatter of glowing formless mass was slithering along an alleyway in the Heart of London. It was spotted by a dog and it barked savagely at the sliding slithering goop of energy, that quickly silenced the noisy beast. Its body melted and mixed with the cells of the formless mass, till it reproduced the very form of the devoured dog. Slowly it patters out of the alleyway in the form of a glowing mangy dog from an alleyway. The dog scampers down towards an apartment complex in the downtown district, he could smell after having gotten used to all the benefits of this dog form. It was the scent of a woman, and a familiar one at that.
Thread: The Unknown Entity (Mo, and Gingko)

As convenient as being anchored in time by a chronal accelerator is for covering long distances in a short amount of time, even Tracer herself engages in the drudgery of exercise. One can never be in too good of shape for moving payloads. Despite the sunny weather, it was chilly enough given the season to avoid overheating, and the view of the cityscape and the chance to people watch was far preferable to a treadmill for the native Londoner. However, being detached from technology, however briefly came at a cost. Being out of the loop. So of what little info was being broadcasted about the Entity, Tracer didn't get the benefit of hearing even just that. Hence her entire lack of weaponry and free-spirit taking her through back-alleys on a shortcut home once done with her run. Wearing her iconic leggings in addition to a now sweat-drenched tank top as she trotted on the pavement, she was eager to get out of them and into something clean, only to have her attention broken by spotting the silhouette of a dog out of the corner of her eye in an abandoned alley. She paused in her tracks, trying to get a better look at the canine. Somehow off looking, but too far off for her to tell how or why. An optimist as always, she whistled at the supposed dog, looking for a reaction.
Thread: The Unknown Entity (Mo, and Gingko)

The dog would look up, sniffing the air. Turning his head to gaze and look over her. Then bounds up to her, and blends perfectly in as a dog, sitting at her feet. The dog was glowing with a crystal blue energy arching around him. It was clear he had gotten into something, or that is how the dog would look to someone who hadn't any clue. It didn't bark though, and would see the woman with his lack of color viewing eyes, this form wouldn't do, it couldn't speak, and Entity had no desire to learn the dogs language. So it would be a silent dog, maybe seen as a mute of sorts. Pretending to be the dog as best he could Entity, would begin to make the best puppy dog eyes it could manage.
Thread: The Unknown Entity (Mo, and Gingko)

Giving the 'dog' a quizzical look as it bounded up to her, Tracer was more put off by it's silence than the fact it was glowing. She crouched, and after only a moment of hesitation after all, it things went awry she always has the chance to backtrack placed a hand on its, wait... She checked to be sure... his, head, and proceeded to scratch behind his ears. Hey little buddy! What's up with you? You alright? Do you have a home? Despite the lack of sound the dog's part,, not even a wagging tail, the quintessential act of communication between dog and human, the 'dog' had eyes. Puppy dog eyes. Looking up at her's. There was no way she could resist. You're a pretty odd fella, but I think I know just the person to check you out- see if you're alright. Standing up, she took a step forward before pausing just long enough to check if the dog would follow before continuing forward.
Thread: Departing The Train

Serena wore tight black leggings, brown boots with a square working heel, and a pale gray sweater. A white and brown scarf accented perfectly over the sweater, which was modest and suggestive. A school teacher, Serena was on her way to work, clutching the purse with hundreds of graded student exams in it, as she neared the 34 train. It ran from the outskirts of Chicago inwards, where she spent exactly 33 minutes every single morning. In the past, she used to look out the window between lesson plans and grades, listening to music, or taking a nap before shift. But things were different now. They'd been different for awhile. It had started when they were just sitting next to each other. He barely spoke to her, except those first words. Don't fight me, he growled so fiercely into her ear that had her doctor decided to give her pain or allergy medicine, she would have been knocked enough that she wouldn't have cared more than the average fire fighter. The man on the train at first placed his hand on her leg. It moved up, and up, and up every day. So when Serena was on top, begging for it, he was moved to the bottom, it was a surprise to see just how much he wanted. And how much he refused that accusation. The two sat away from everyone and near the bathroom. Winston was out. Thinking on it, Sahara meads against the wall.
Thread: The Bounty (Ruby Soho & DeviantAngel)

It wasn't uncommon to have multiple people or organizations to have bounties on a single group or person but Natalie never ran into the situation where it has happened, or not yet at least. Wearing some intimidating armor the bounty hunter calmly walked into the bar and scouted the scene before finding her bounty sitting at a table. He looked to be having a good time and buzzed off his ass so Natalie took the chance and walked over to him. Oh Theodore, I bet you didn't think you'd be getting handcuffed while having a drink, did you? She asks as she takes out a small piece of metal but as soon as she placed it on the back of his neck a laser shoots across his neck, causing him to choke as the other half connects to Natalie's armor. What, you though it was going to be handcuffs for your wrists? Nah, that'd be too nice for you. You've killed a lot of people, enough that my employer wants you dead or alive. She adds while he finally catches his breath but the laser was still tight around his neck. Natalie Grim, specially trained in the art of hurting other people. While she lacked the more emotional side of being a human she more than made up for it with strength and determination. Her body was heavily augmented with implants, more to make her stronger and more dangerous. Her abilities ranged from being able to create concussion like blasts with her hands to being able to push others over 30 feet with extreme force. She was a threat to others and turned her skills into a career of hunting down others and either capturing them or going the easy route and just killing them when it was allowed. She normally only took cases that called for dead or alive, it was easier to just kill someone rather than take them in alive. The armor she wore was special to her, made to withstand her own implants abilities and at her hip she wore a custom sawed off shotgun. She much rather enjoyed close combat, the thrill of taking a criminals life was a rush for her and she much enjoyed it. She also worked alone but wasn't against working with others as long as the pay was worth it. Though she often clashed with different ideas that she thought would get her killed or hurt.
Thread: The Bounty (Ruby Soho & DeviantAngel)

Natalie just tilt her head to the side while the shorter but bustier woman started talking and crying about the bounty being hers. Of course the taller woman could have cared less and was undoubtedly pissed when she realized that the large chested chick gave the goons enough time to mobilize and start opening fire. Natalie was even more pissed that she didn't have time to get in a word or two about the freelancer but that was going to have to wait as she broke the cord from her suit and dove behind the table. The other end was still locked around Theo's neck and wasn't going off without a plasma cutter or hack. Oh yeah, it's just all my fault. I was about to collect my bounty and some huge tittied freelancing amateur barged in, giving the bad guys enough time to get out their guns and start firing. Did you really think there wouldn't be goons in the bar? That's why I walked in, gave myself the edge with his neck in a sling and was ready to walk out. But you just had to rush in crying like a five year old. Did you bring your mommy too? To say Natalie was pissed was a major understatement and the woman just had anger radiating through her as she kept hearing the gunfire going and the bullets shredding the table they were in front of. Beneath the helmet Natalie had glowing purple eyes as the augmented enhancements inside her begin revving up and around her body a purple aura slowly began to become visible. You just keep having fun with your tech, just don't forget to take notes on what a real bounty hunter looks like. Natalie slowly stood up and as soon as she did her suit began taking hits, the bullets bouncing off but causing small dents. The suit wouldn't last much longer so the tall woman walked around the shredded table and took a defensive stance. This is really going to piss off the owner. She mutters as a deep purple aura radiates around her feet, the armored female holding her hands apart from each other before crashing them together in front of her. As her hands collide the purple haze at her feet shoots up through her body and explodes between her hands, causing a devastating blast that shoots forward, sending tables, chairs and men flying in all directions. The tables shattered against the walls and the shards that hit men either stuck in them or just knocked them for a loop. Seems about half of them are down, care to take care of the other half with your bag of tricks? Natalie asks after taking cover back behind the table. Why don't you use that robot of yours to distract the other men and we'll come up behind them and mow them down with our pistols? She asks while looking across the bar as the men try to fire both at the women and at the flying turret.
Thread: The Bounty (Ruby Soho & DeviantAngel)

Shiori sighed. The big woman was just a brute, that much was certain. She glowered up at the armor-clad female and remarked, I wasn't going to come in here at all. I was going to lure him into a trap and catch him nice and easy, not stomp my way in here and cause a scene! Unfortunately, some big amazon in overblown power armor decided to clomp her way in here and ruin it. It was hard to talk or, more accurately, argue, over the gunfire. They were going at it like an old married couple and in an oddly casual manner despite being fired upon. It was almost like bickering over who was in the right was more important than being fired upon by half a dozen thugs. The giant woman caused a shockwave that bowled over furniture and men alike. It sent half of Theodore's followers sprawling and the other half looking on with jaws agape in a mixture of wonder and horror. Natalie gave the cue and Shiori stood up, stepping behind the big woman to use her armored bulk as cover. Her fingers flew across her commlink and her drone fired off a smoke round that burst around the remaining men, making them cough and gag. No need, amazon. I'll take them. said Shiori. Her commlink flashed, the screen displaying heat signatures. Her drone quickly targeted and fired off three rounds in quick succession, putting the men all down before the smoke even cleared. She recalled the machine and it whirred back over to her side. The buxom asian stepped from behind Natalie and looked around, surveying the damage. Look, let's just agree that we should fight over the bounty head elsewhere. I'll call in my ship, we can at least bicker about this somewhere quieter. Agreed? Shiori thumbed toward the door.
Thread: The Bounty (Ruby Soho & DeviantAngel)

Oh, well aren't you just fancy with your little toys. Oh and using me as a human shield, classy you big titty goon. Natalie groans as she rolls her shoulder, one of the bullets causing the muscles in her shoulder to bruise from the impact. Alright you piece of shit, you're coming with us. After spotting the bounty crawling across the floor the tall woman reconnects the laser cable and yanks him to his feet. Call your ship and we'll talk over this douche canoe. The taller woman had to get some fresh air so while waiting for the ship she steps outside with her bounty in tow and presses a button on her suit, causing the helmet to retreat into her suit, her short purple hair flowing in the wind as she finally catches some fresh air. Natalie often kept her helmet on but with the smoke and gunfire she needed a breath of fresh air. Her short purple hair was wet with sweat and she reached up to make sure her nose piercing was still there. So where is this ship? We should probably get going before the owner of the bar shows up and pops a cap in your big ass. Natalie was always an outspoken person and at the moment her anger was towards the other bounty hunter who made the situation a lot worse than it should have been. So tits mcgee, I say we just take his head off and collect both our bounties. Of course Theo didn't like that but he was a little too short on breath to respond and Natalie was keeping a short leash on him.
Thread: The Bounty (Ruby Soho & DeviantAngel)

You're the one wearing bullet resistant armor, don't scoff at me for taking advantage, replied Shiori, glancing up at the larger woman. She waited for Natalie to wrangle their bounty again and walked out of the Four Roses with her. Outside, Shiori tapped at her commlink. Within a few moments the street was flooded with lights and wind whipped through as a small landing craft lowered in from above. The boxy, black craft descended and stopped just above the ground. A door on the side swung open and Shiori took the lead, heading inside. He's worth more alive than dead, amazon, she said, stepping in and waiting for Natalie and their captive to join them. Once the armored woman and Theodore ducked through the door it closed behind them. The interior of the ship was small and sparse. It was only a landing craft, after all. Part of a larger vessel. It had bench seating along the sides in the center, a cockpit up front and a secure room in the back for captives. It had once been a storage compartment but Shiori had converted it over to hold bounties. The inside was just an empty room with nothing in it. Not even a light. The door had a small slot in it that could open and close but nothing else. This is where Theo went, shoved inside by the two women and the door closed behind him. Once he was secure, Shiori strode up front and bent forward, tapping at the front console to get the craft to rise up again. As she bent over, Natalie could see the asian woman's shapely ass outlined quite nicely against her close-fitting bodysuit. Shiori programmed the ship to go back to the empty courtyard where she'd initially hidden it. She didn't want to take the armored woman back to her ship yet - it was her home - and couldn't think of anywhere else off the top of her head. Look, she said, straightening up and turning to face the woman again. She paused a second, suddenly noticing the big woman's helmet was off and under it she was quite attractive. ...Look, she started again, lifting her hands, We got off on the wrong foot. Two bounty hunters going after the same guy, we each have our own way of doing things.. it got crazy. She shrugs a little. But we got him, right? Let's just split the bounty.
Thread: The Bounty (Ruby Soho & DeviantAngel)

Natalie sat down when the bounty was put away and once he was the purple haired woman looked over just in time to see the other woman bending over and showing off her shapely rear end that bloomed out like a flower. Do you just bend over for anything with that ass? She teases with a grin before standing up as the other woman begins to talk about sharing the bounty. Here is how it's going to go. We're going to go to your people who want him alive. My superiors don't care if he alive, dead or in prison as long as he is off the streets and paying for what he has done. So after he is booked and whatever else your people will contact mine and let them know that Theo is locked away. I will collect my bounty and you will collect yours. It's that simple, so get this brick of a ship to your main ship so we can get going. I want off this wasted rock and away from all who inhabit it. It was true that Earth was just a wasteland now, it was fun for a weekend or two but you would have to be out of your mind to live in such a place. And sure, we got off on the wrong foot. That tends to happen when two people are after the same head. So I will introduce myself, my name is Natalie, and only Natalie. I work for the Shadow Broker and his people. The purple haired woman took a breath before reaching down between her legs and trying to adjust her cock, it shifted in her suit during the battle and was uncomfortable. With such length and girth it was often hard to keep such a thing under control in a tight suit. You're a freelancer, I got that from earlier. So what's your name? She asks while standing up and trying to adjust herself again, her legs bending and a jump or two to shake her cock free of the position it was in.