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Thread: Good Girl Gone Bad [ TortoiseShell x Tyr]

Darren wondered if the girl would show or not, he figured it was a fifty-fifty chance. Still she seemed to be full of surprises, not the least that she far hotter looking than he expected. Tossing his books into his locker, as he never took them home, he heads for the parking lot. Of course he was in no particular rush as he chatted and talked to several people, including a few girls he knew on a very personal level. Finally he makes it to the student lot, and sees her sitting there on a bench. Knowing her predicament, he just comes to stand a few feet directly in front of her, were if she werent carefully hed get a view of her privates. So you ready? I thought wed head over to the Bobs Big Burgers, and get a bite. Either way he heads out into the lot, a significant number of the cars already gone, everyone having bolted at the final bell. Not exactly the gentleman, he heads for the driver side, expecting her to get her own door. The door is unlocked pull hard sometimes it sticks. Hopping into the car he knew like the back of his hand, he quickly starts up the motor, which give off a deep rumble, eluding to its significant horsepower underneath the hood. He turns his head, watching her enter the car, again enjoying some of the many things shed been hiding in her prior attire. While she hops in he pulls a cigarette out and lights it, taking a deep draw. While he waits his hand and arm stick out the window with the smoke rising up.
Thread: Good Girl Gone Bad [ TortoiseShell x Tyr]

Faith watched him in confusion. She was starting to feel a certain disappointment while the euphoria faded away. She expected a lot more from him, especially considering his posession of her underwear. Opening the door, or bringing her some place other that a burger joint for instance would have been nice. Standing up, she glanced at her car and over to his, wondering if she really trusted him enough to get into his. He didn't look like the safest driver. Shaking it off, she reminded herself that she was about to be seen in public with Darren, and with that thought she felt a grin spread across her lips. Alright, sure, she nodded, harshly pulling on the door. Taking a seat inside, she suddenly felt out of place. She had no idea what to say, or what to do. So am I supposed to take this as a yes, or am I still on probation? She wondered slowly, glancing by her side to cough softly as he lit up the cigarette. His eyes traveling over her body made her wonder if he was aware that she had a face, yet the thought was instantly dismissed.
Thread: Good Girl Gone Bad [ TortoiseShell x Tyr]

Taking another deep pull on the cigarette, he flicks it away, sending it spinning to the gravel below. Grabbing the wheel, throwing one arm behind her, he turns around to back the car up. The girl looked so nervous sitting in the seat, which amused him greatly. Shed probably be running and screaming if she knew all the things hed planned to do to her. Smiling and chuckling he answers her question about probation. Probation, isnt that for bad girls? Hmmmm well then you are still on probation, cause I like the new you. The car changes direction as he punches it and puts up a fishtail of rock and dust as he peels out of the parking lot, the car briefly swaying side to side as he keeps the monster under control. Though young Darren was an semi-experienced driver and knew how to handle his car, even when using excessive speed, which seemed to be as often as he drove at legal speed. The trip across town to Bobs took an amazing short period of time. On the way Darren spun the dial on the radio and had it blaring on a local rock channel. So coherent conversation really wasnt possible as the scenery outside flew by. With a powerful breaking skid, they pull into the burger place, Darren finding a place to park. Kids were sitting at benches, in cars, and inside, as they seemed to be doing more hanging than actually eating. The place was pretty full, and seemed to be a meeting place for the cool youth of the high school. Come on lets go in and grab some food. What do you want? He says as he prepares to hop out of the car.
Thread: Good Girl Gone Bad [ TortoiseShell x Tyr]

Faith watch Darren, noticing the faint shadow of amusement on his face. A part of her was curious if all of it was just pity for her, or perhaps he was amused by the fact that she actually thought he would agree to go out with her. Hearing his answer, she smiled lightly. Alright, she simply replied, right before he shut her up by turning out the radio. While it offended her that he didn't bother having a conversation with her, she found a hundred excuses as she always did. He was driving and didn't want to be bothered while doing so was the most coherent one. So, bracing her life and tightly holding on to the door's handle as he sped through half the town, she occasionally glanced at him and spent most of the time with her eyes shut to avoid seeing whatever they would crush into. FInally, he slowed down and she opened her eyes, studying the place. She didn't know anything about it, yet she recognized many of the faces from high school, all of them part of the 'cool' crowd. All of it was exciting an new to her, taking a few moments for the girl to acknowledge Darren's question. She didn't usually eat such food and didn't really want to start doing it, either. Um...Do they have chocolate milkshakes? She wondered slowly, walking up to the front of the car, giving timid smile to the guys she has exchanged phone numbers with earlier on. One of them, already stoned, passed by with a grin. I want to have Faith, he laughed, the only one to do so, at his pun and winked at her before resuming his walk toward a group of people. Faith, meanwhile, hardly acknowledging the boy looked at Darren, waiting for him to lead the way.
Thread: Good Girl Gone Bad [ TortoiseShell x Tyr]

Sure, come on , he said. His hand reaches out for hers, taking it, before he heads off, moving through the crowd with her in tow. Several times he raises his hand in acknowledgement of various people calling his name out. Several ask if hes doing to the party on Friday night, and he nods or gives a positive verbal response. Finally they make it to the glass window, with the holes in it, and he orders two shakes, one chocolate for her and a vanilla for himself. The crowd is boisterous and loud as cars accelerate from the parking lot with girls hanging out windows yelling, or sitting in the parking lot blaring music. Darren seems unfazed as they wait, though he makes no effort to engage her in conversation, as he seems to be looking around and is more engage with the things going on in and around the burger joint. Finally the shakes are delivered, he pays for both and takes them, and then heads off for a picnic bench that are situated all around the place. Looking around he spies one that is vacant, and points to it using on of the shakes. Over there, we can sit there. Getting there, one of bench seat has something spilled on it, so he sits the shakes side by side and sits down, obviously expecting her to sit next to him. Darren realizes that she may have issue with the arrangement, but is unconcerned, and watches as she tries to sit, to see how she hides her lack of underwear and deals with sitting at a picnic table. She would have to be very careful, as the benches offered very little protection from prying eyes. Almost like a gentleman he reaches out with a hand to help her sit. Come on baby, you can sit next to me. I promise, I dont bite well not much at least. The humor seems genuine, though the smile really does hide a devilish plan he was concocting.
Thread: Good Girl Gone Bad [ TortoiseShell x Tyr]

The girl waited for the order to get there, staring at the ground in silence. She smiled back at people who walked by, most of them guys. She couldn't help but feel a hint of jealousy each time it was a girl he addressed. It wasn't because she was posessive - although she was. It was mainly due to the fact that she knew that he slept with at least half of them, even those with boyfriends. She sighed softly, studying Darren. Yet again she told herself to stop being stupid - she was with him, he was holding her hand, popular people talked to her as though she was one of them. What else could she ask for? She glanced at their order and arched her eyebrows, blushing when she saw Darren pay for both of their shakes. Following him in silence, she studied the picnic table, for a moment wondering if he realized that he was publically humiliating her in front of everybody. She could almost feel a few eyes on her as she stood in front of the bench. While nobody knew that she wasn't wearing underwear, several guys were quite eager to see what was under her skirt. Who the hell thought of connecting these benches? She asked herself, biting on her lower lip. After a moment of hesitation, she simply lifted her leg, stepping over the bench, ignoring the fact that he could almost catch a glimpse of her hairless pussy. She followed with the second leg, receiving a few whistles on behalf of the skaters that rolled by. She released his hand as she sat down, studying him with a smile. She picked up the shake, taking a sip from it, turning her head to look at him. So...Is this where you usually hang out? She wondered, eager to find out more about the boy.
Thread: Good Girl Gone Bad [ TortoiseShell x Tyr]

His eye watches as she sits on the bench, though he wasnt able to catch what wasnt under her skirt, still he enjoyed the smooth sexy legs as she sat. The whole while his lips were wrapped around the straw sucking on his shake as she talks, betting with himself on how long it would take to get between those legs. Sure, come here all the time, to shoot the shit, or find a race, or to pick up a sexy girl. This is the place to be you know the place to be seen, better than fucking hanging out at the library with the losers. Darren brings his hand down onto the top of her leg as he talks, his palm resting on the fabric of her short skirt and fingers tips just touching the soft skin. Fuck who wants to be with the losers, with no friends and nothing to do on Friday and Saturday nights. You understand, otherwise you wouldnt have come here with me. His hand slides down her leg, thumb on outside of her leg, and fingers on the inside, he begins to rubs her leg as he continues. Fucking look at you, youre now hot, youre letting everyone know that youre not scared of your body and are proud of what you have. Otherwise you wouldn't be here dressed like that. His fingers gently rub the top of her leg, never going to far, yet clearly intruding by boldly touching her. If she were to have pants the touching wouldn't have been so forthright, but she didn't, and Darren knew it, so he continues to see what her limits are and how far he can push. You got it so why hide it I know I like how my new little bad girl looks. His other hand puts down the shake, as he turns the other hand touching her shoulder and upper arm. She was trapped in a way, so he use the moment, to let the hand on her skirt rise, moving ever closer to her exposed privates.
Thread: Good Girl Gone Bad [ TortoiseShell x Tyr]

Faith listened to him, her smile quickly fading away. Actually, her expression grew cold and distant starting the moment he mentioned he came there to pick up a girl. She frowned, studying him slowly. I'm not 'now' hot. I just let my hair down and put on a skirt, she replied with a sigh, looking away from him, shivers running down her spine as she felt his hand slide along her leg. Whatever, it doesn't matter, she shook her head, looking back at him and to his hand. His little bad girl. She couldn't help but blush at that statement, although she still wondered if he had anything to say that didn't involve bashing nerds. The thing with nerds was that she had something to talk about. She took another sip, remaining silent simply because she didn't have anything else to say. She was wondering if it all had been a bad idea. They were from two different worlds, after all. It was that thought that pushed her to reconsider. She needed to get out of her world, get a taste of reality. Not to mention that despite the many disappointments she liked the boy, and figured that it was merely a facade. She took another sip, letting out a low, almost sensual gasp when she felt his hand between her legs. What are you doing? She murmured, blushing.
Thread: Good Girl Gone Bad [ TortoiseShell x Tyr]

As she confronts his physical intrusion into her personal space, he geta big broad smile. I just can't help myself youre just so hot looking. Darrens hand never stops and continues to massage her leg and inner thigh as he smiles at her and stares into her eyes. You not only look great, but you feel great to. Knowing better than being put on the defensive, concerning his activities, past experience had shown going on the offensive usually was rewarded with success. Do you not like the way it feels? I can stop if youre not enjoying it, but you have to tell me the truth. I don't appreciate when a girl lies to me. How often had he pushed a girl, to have her protest, and then he countered. So his hand just continues to massage her leg and inner thigh as he plays his game with her. The whole time he gave her, his complete attention, watching her face, and waiting for her answer. Would it be the truth, or a lie?
Thread: Good Girl Gone Bad [ TortoiseShell x Tyr]

The girl felt her cheeks grow dark red at his words, his persistent hand stirring within her emotions she didn't recognize. He was icredibly good with his hands, and she was painfully sensible, causing her to writhe as his hand moved along her thigh. She listened to his words, thinking back to everything her parents taught her. However, her resolve faded away with every second, the thoughts about her familial values fading away. Everything seemed so trivial at that point, why would anyone think there was something wrong with feeling so good. Her lips half parted, she looked up and down from his hand to his face. I do like the way it feels, she replied cautiously, her voice quiet. But there are a lot of people around, and I'm not very comfortable, she continued, her gaze digging into his one.
Thread: Marauding Soldiers

The sun was shining and it seemed to be a wonderful day. The country of Emmeria had seen no problems even after the Ulysses 1994XF04 Asteroid. To the people on the Emmerian side all they had seen was shooting stars as it passed over them and landed in the neighboring country of Estovokia. They had gotten it much worse with a high death toll, their government collapsing and falling to a military government. Had the Emmerian government aided the creation of the Stonehenge project then perhaps things might of turned out differently. Back In Gracemeria the day seemed like any other day, good weather forecasted for the day and nothing seemed to be of any trouble to a small little farm outside the city limits of Gracemeria. Suddenly rockets flew over head before dissapearing over the horizon where the city would be after a few minutes someone had come out side shouting. The Bridge, They took out King's Bridge! It wasn't long until tanks and troop carriers started to roll down the road. Toscha got out of the jeep and looked around as he checked his rifle. Spread out, get those people back inside. The other soldiers nodded and started to crowd the people back into their houses. Toscha nodded and laughed abit. Soon Gracemeria will be ours.
Thread: Post Apocalypse (Onica & Survivor00)

It had been two years sense what was just know as The Virus wiped out most of the world's human population. Those that where left found that every day things had become worth more the money. Food, clean water, power...fuel...all starting to become harder and harder to find in this now ruin world. Cities, towns laid in waste, military equipment laid rusted in the streets...after falling to ether the virus themselves or the people that took over the lands. Onica walked the streets of what used to be a large city. Her goal...to find anything she could use during the cold winter months ahead. After all the air was already starting to become chilled and the trees loosing there leafs already. Truth be told there was not much left, gas tanks had been sucked dry and most of the buildings stripped clean on anything that could be used. It seemed that the everyone that was living here was gone. She had not seen another living human in months it seemed, the ones she did run into did not stay around for long.
Thread: Post Apocalypse (Onica & Survivor00)

Onica knew where she was heading, it had taken her long enough to get back this far from where she had been stuck at for the past year. Trying her best to make it back to the place she had called home for so many years...a place that most forgot about because well...they thought there was nothing of real use there anymore. Or at less that's what she hoped. She just had to get passed this city and take the interstate north. Then the third exit....the base still had to be there. With all its mountains and hills and buildings built into the side of them and under them. Funny most would have never taken this 21 year old woman to have been in the military...but she had been. Before everything fell into the anarchist grasp as the world turned into a living hell. Onica was not the strongest or fastest, but she was smart and had found that the most useful thing of all. Using things that no one would have thought about using, eating things that most people thought would kill them. Standing at only five foot three inches, maybe about 107 pounds wet. Her earth colored hair now long and down to her shoulder blades, with hazel eyes that still held some kinda soul in them. She was dressed light, wearing some old military paints and a black t-shirt with the sleeve cut off...a pair of boots on her feet. Unlike others that thought they had to wear armor to keep safe....and she had an aim like no other. Why? She lived by the motto One shot, One Kill. After all thats all you needed to keep yourself alive. Armed with only a rifle and a two boot knifes, she had stayed alive on her own. Most would laugh in her face if they found out she had not had sex sense before the virus hit. Please still be there...don't make my trip worth nothing, If only most knew what she did about military bases...they would have been taken over a long time ago. After all military bases where built still work even if they where cut off. That met fresh underground water that could still be pumped, gas stations that could not be used unless you had a key and a code to pump....maybe even food if she was lucky. She did not watch the streets for other people, not really caring...not in tell she hooked she self up first. Little did she know she was not alone of the city streets.
Thread: Post Apocalypse (Onica & Survivor00)

Asiya took a rest, slouching down against the side of a car, feeling the cool metal pressing against her back, even though her layers. She reached up to gingerly brush the ragged scar that cut up the side of her face like an ugly canyon. Her eye had been utterly destroyed by it, and she wore a crude eye patch to cover up the horrendous flaw. Even in a world where appearances meant nothing, it still made her feel self conscious... and afraid. She had no depth perception anymore. It had taken her moths to just be able to walk without bumping into things, or the horrendous nausea it caused. Looking down at her feet, she dreaded to take off her boots, expecting to find that her aching feet were just shapeless masses of flesh and bone, pounded out of shape by miles and miles of walking. She reached over for the ratty backpack that she held her meager amount of supplies in, tugging a crumpled plastic bottle from a pouch. Unscrewing it, she brought it to her lips and took a quick swig. The whiskey burned on its way down her throat, splashing into her stomach like liquid embers. Alcohol lasted longer than water without going bad - and served as a make-due disinfectant, if she needed it. Sure, it tasted like piss, but it was better than dying of thirst. She'd gotten so used to it by now that she didn't even get buzzed from that swig. Which was good, she didn't need her senses clouded. Asiya returned the cap to the bottle, and slipped it back into the pouch. The shotgun she had resting across her lap was one of the few comforts she had left. It was faithful - unlike some of the people who had promised to be so. It had never let her down. And it made people wary when they approached. A Mossberg 590 - military grade shotgun. She'd found it a what had once been a Humvee, although the vehicle was so shot up, it would never move again. Shotgun shells were...still sort of easy to find, but the stopping power behind them meant she could take out whatever she needed. She paused, hearing a voice muttering in the expanse. That fact alone was once one that made her weep - the cities were so empty that you could hear a single person. She swept the shotgun up, slinging the backpack over her shoulder, and crouching behind the car. She was no Marine, nor a soldier. Asiya had been an EMT before the virus. She had seen to heart of the spreading infection. But two years of trying to survive had honed her senses into survival skills. She swept her eyes over the lines of abandoned cars, looking for the source of the voice.
Thread: Post Apocalypse (Onica & Survivor00)

The rifle was the first thing to come off her back, putting the but of the rifle into the ball of her shoulder as she looked around the street. Not because she heard something, just because she was taught a long time ago to clear an area before going deep into it. It was the was she shot that she had learned ofter the years, after all 5 5 6 rounds where hard to come by. One shot One killed...and at as far away as she could get. Moving slowly threw the streets and going as far as to slowly clime onto of a old car to try and see where she had to go to get out of the city limits. Rifle still held pointed out, finger off the trigger but a round in the chamber. After all she never knew when someone was going to try and shoot at her first. Normally the first shot was never her's, even if she kept the rifle aimed at someone...she would rather try and talk things out before having to harm another person. After all, live people where starting to hard to find. She looked around, seeing the way she needed and no one in her line of sight she lowered her gun. Taking a deep breath as she took a seat on the top of the car, removing a canteen from her own back pack. It was water, but only because she got it after it rained a few days ago. Fresh water after all was hard to find in the city. A corked bottle of good wine her back up if she needed it, something she had gotten from a small farm a few days away from this town. Maybe a day...day and a half away. Trying to remind herself that this trip of her's was almost don.