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Thread: The Last Member of Mankind

He'd been traveling for over a month now. Boston had been reduced to wasteland. No one was doing very well in this environment. Especially Erik Quinn, the last man on Earth. Well, the last male . Every woman was still alive. Just the men. Every male mammal had died. He didn't know why, but it had. He was on the run now. He was probably the most precious commodity on the Earth now, and people were after him because of it. So he had run. He wore a cloak and hood over his body to hide his masculine identity. He hoped, as he walked into the latest town, that this might be a safe haven, even for a little while.
Thread: The Last Member of Mankind

Amber sat inside one of the shelter, looking at the women around her, there was two other people with her, who where leaving soon now taken care of. So is it true? Every Male is gone from the face of the earth? the two other said to each other as they left. Stepping out side she looked at the destruction and watching out for anyone else that may need some help. Scanning the area Amber noticed a person walking down the street covered in a cloak, quickly running up she tapped them on the shoulder Hello miss, are you okay? she asked If you'd like I have a place you can stay smiling she moved some of her light autumn hair out of her face, pointing towards the shelter she had just come out off.
Thread: The Last Member of Mankind

Erik had been wearing a gas mask nowadays. It wasn't to try and prevent disease, but rather to mask his voice. If anyone asked, he could just say that it was for the former reason. He raised a hand, waving to the woman in the distance. He hurried, pulling the cloak around him. The sun was really starting to beat down now.
Thread: A Ship's Cat [Cheeder Cheesie and Seraph)

In the tropical climate of the island, the fauna grew to the size of men and the trees to the size of two, sometimes three houses tall and the colours ranged from dull earthen yellow to bright shimmering red. There were butterflies the size of birds, and beetles the size of mice--everything seemed almost too fantastic to actually be true but it all was. When the first settlers had arrived, the island had been inhabited by a native people who had no name but The People. However, The People fell easily to the diseases that the settlers brought, just as many settlers took disease from them. Within almost twenty years of colonizing the island, The People, a race with cat-like elements to them, had all but disappeared. Benoit, named by the settler who had taken him in as a young child, had grown up as a spectacle of sorts, even though few meant it in that way. Benoit was a tall-ish young man of about sixteen or seventeen years, no one was quite sure of his exact age, with bright emerald green eyes and raven hair that was bound at the nape of his neck as was fashionable. He was naturally tan and had a lithe muscled build from helping his parents about their shop, moving heavy sacks of grain and boxes. His fingers were tipped with claws that were sharp enough and strong enough that he could scale walls and trees if the need presented itself. But most interesting of his features were the furry black ears that erupted from his dark hair and his long, whip-like black tail that was versatile enough that he could open doors but not strong enough to carry anything with it. All though his ancestors had simply called themselves The People, the settlers upon studying their features had called them the Cat-People, or fae-folk. Benoit had a mild temper, and rarely raised his voice but when he did, his ire was inspiring--he hissed, growled, and brandished his claws and fangs in bravado and on one occasion, even attacked another one of the settlers. He had been scolded and punished, and from that day, he hadn't reacted as such again. That day, he sat at the edge of the dock on a crate and waited for the merchant ship to come. His father had sent him there to collect their cargo several yards of silk, pounds of flour, and other such similar things. He sat very still, his eyes on the water as his tail flicked back and forth very slowly as he watched the fish swim about lazily in the shallow water. Given that he was dressed in breeches, a linen shirt, a waist coat, and hard leather shoes, he was unlikely to jump into the water after the fish but anyone watching would have considered him more like a cat than the humans he somewhat resembled. His concentration snapped and he looked around him before he yawned, a jaw cracking affair and settled back down comfortably, Where is that damned ship?
Thread: A Ship's Cat [Cheeder Cheesie and Seraph)

Benoit had watched the ship come into the dock and remained sitting on the crates that were left there by fishers to sit on as he waited for his father's crates to be unloaded. He was supposed to carry the crates back to the shop, but he had hopes to enlist the help of the merchants themselves in getting the heavy containers from the dock and into his father's warehouse. He only hoped that the offer of a warm-cooked meal would be enough to sway one of the travel weary sailors. He watched as someone with hair almost the colour of fire walked down the gang-plank and he blinked several times, almost to make sure that it wasn't the sun that was doing it--no, his hair really was the colour of fire! Benoit was curious now, it was rare that he got to see something new and when he did he had to inspect it. He moved quickly off the crate, his gait smooth and his strides long, and he waited at the bottom of the ramp. His head was tilted to the side and his tail flicked back and forth behind him, as his emerald eyes watched the other young man hurry off the ship with the crates. Pardon, he started, Are those for the Grocer's outpost? His voice was light and friendly, as his eyes rested on the other man's hair. His fingers twitched to find out if it was real--perhaps it was a wig? He had heard those were fashionable in other countries and they could be dyed a variety of unearthly colours. He tried not to breathe too deeply, not to be rude, but he had learned young that being on a ship meant few baths, and those were far between. It was, he considered, better than covering his nose with a perfumed handkerchief as his father and mother would. At least he attempted to be kind enough to pretend that the smell didn't bother his more sensitive nose, though his nose wrinkled a little when the gentle wind off the water blew what would have been a tolerable scent to most humans at him full force. He swallowed a little sharply, and his ears twitched and he took a step back and coughed a little, before looking up at the flame-haired young man before him, My apologies.
Thread: A Ship's Cat [Cheeder Cheesie and Seraph)

His ship was not infact the merchant ship. Back at the docks about a week ago. an unfortunate accident was bestowed upon the poor little merchant ship. And his ship just happened to be there. Riley was offered a bundle of money to deliver the items. The one who paied Riley felt more secure sending his goods along with the pirate ship. Who in the right mind would try to steal from a pirateship. Riley tripped a few times as he couldnt see over the top of the box. He heard the voice of another person asking about the crate. With a releaved sigh he nodded and once he reached the dock he set the crate down. Riley was not ready for what he was to see next. When he glanced up to see theother male's face his attention was quickly drawn to the boy's ears. Then his tail. His jaw dropped and his body froze. He had never seen something so....Strange before.Woah..... He stared for a few moments before he realized what he was doing. Oh er sorry..... He looked the boy over a bit. A dopey smirk crossed his lips as his mind set turned directly twards a more inaproriate area. This boy was rather attractive. Being at sea for so long, you almost loose all sexual prefrences. But for Riley it was different. He always preffered men over women. Though he often didnt show it. He never really like girly men either. He was a mans man and thats how he wanted his guys. Er yeah its fine I know....... He chuckled when the boy took a step back. Of course he still smelled but not as much as when he woke up that morning.But yeah this is for you I guess....Theres another few up there.... He pointed over his shoulder at the ship. Seeing the boy's ears twitch made him want to touch them but he held back because he didnt want to be rude. He turned on his heel and headed back up the plank. Meanwhile. The men who had jumped out into the water were climing up on to the dock finally. Dripping wet as they took a good look around. Not bad. this place was rather nice, maybe it had a few good bars around. They all split up in different directions. Easily their attention was drawn to passers by. The ears and tail were a major attention grabber. They had been warned not to cause trouble but its hard to manage 30 or so men with raging testosterone. Riley retreived the next crate.Have you seen these people?! Chuck blurted out as he peared over the side of the ship.They 'ave ears and tails..... The balding man in his thirtys couldnt beleive his eyes as he gazed out at the dock seeing all the people.I know...... Riley agreed.Pretty cute eh? He started down the plank again.
Thread: A Ship's Cat [Cheeder Cheesie and Seraph)

Benoit gave a wane smile, the pointed tips of his longer canines were hinted at as they poked over his bottom lip before he looked down at the crate at his feet. He tried not to have a problem with the stares his different appearance garnered he had heard that off the island that very few people existed with his attributes, and he had to be understanding of how people would look at him and the few others that still lived on the island. But still, it rankled him slightly that people's jaws would drop at the sight of him. He concentrated on looking at the weight of the crate, if he really wanted to, he supposed he could carry it back to his father's outpost. He frowned a little and his ears flicked in irritation hadn't the fiery haired man said there were more crates? He sighed a little, and murmured, Just how many more is a 'few'? He glanced up as the men from the ship climbed out of the water onto the dock and he frowned a little how terribly unreserved of them, never mind that he had been thinking of diving into the water himself to cool off and to fish. While he may have gotten used to wearing the settler's style of clothing, he often longed to wear the clothes of his native people who, on rare occasion like today, would venture into the town to trade supplies and other to get medicine. Their loose tunics and bare feet looked more comfortable than the closed toed, and tightly buttoned clothes that he wore now. Even the sailors clothing looked more comfortable to him than what he wore. He came out of his reverie for a moment before he raised his voice enough to be heard for the other young man coming down the plank again, Would you be willing carry these to the Outpost? For a hot meal...and a bath? If the former didn't interest him, he was pretty sure that the other one would be of interest to him. Compared to the other man, he seemed to have tried to clean up before coming on shore. The townspeople were used to sailors coming into the town and because of that they had a thriving whore-house, discreetly placed next to the bar and easily concealed as a proper home. The drinks were cheap and strong, and the food was filling if not a little fattening. However, most of the mothers took their daughters inside and told them kindly not to leave without a father, brother, or suitor to fight for them should any of the sailors get to rowdy about them.
Thread: A Ship's Cat [Cheeder Cheesie and Seraph)

Oh chuck! I want one...If you know what I mean..... Riley, at a split second decided that he wanted one as a pet. Even though they seemed to act human. Riley was rather childish and saw them as rather intersting pets or companions. Chuck eyebrow rose at this request.W-well ok...Sure sir..... The man started to scope out the area. Looking for a good specimen. riley trudged down the plank. Being careful not to drop the crate. He then heard the other male's comment about helping carry the crates to their destination. He was about to complain till he heard the other offer up a warm meal and a bath. His eye brow rose slightly as a thought danced through his mind.Hmm..... He plopped the crate down and panted lightly. Well......I guess I could.... He tried to sound as if he didnt really want to but he mind as well. When in all truth he was rather excited to go along with the boy. He turned back to the ship and whistled. Getting chuck's attention.I'll be back later.....Going to be with this one...... He gave a long look at Chuck then winked. As if to signal the man that this was the one he wanted. Chuck stared down at him for a moment then he finally caught on. He smirked and nodded. Sure thing sir... Chuck got the attention of a few more crews men whispering to them for a few moments. As they did so a scrawny teen boy scampered down the plank with the last smalled crate. He then ran off in a different direction to go explore the town.Well this is it....Show me the way... He leaned over to pick up the crate.Er but your going to carry the other one right? He asked in a bit of a whining tone. He was strong but not that strong and he was a bit of a lazy lad himself. He oculd probably carry the crate for about 2 or 3 minutes before really getting tired of it and wanting to just set it down. It probably was a good idea to keep the unsuspecting young girls stashed away inside. Some of the men could get a bit handsie. After being out at sea for a long time the first place they hit up was the bar, then the whore house next door. Where most of them would stay, get cleaned up and have a bite to eat before coming back to the ship.
Thread: Coming Back For More ~[Me & Waffles]~

She could already see that the members had noticed her and it confirmed it when they started to kick everyone out. Looking at them she then looked up at her brother growling lowly as she saw two foolish girls with him. He knew and everyone knew she was the only one that could handle the treatment he gave her. She liked the abuse in some ways but she had gotten stronger the years she was with him. The year she ran away she just felt like pissing him off and letting him try to have other girls handle him. She smirked lightly as he gripped the girls neck and she was already crying. Flinching some as he threw her onto the glass table she heard the girl screaming and she whimpered lowly. He had done much worse to her and she knew he was still the same. Seeing the members form a circle she growled lowly and glared at them. They had wanted her they had wanted her to themselves even if they tried to touch her her brother would flip. Whimpering lowly as he came towards her she got a scared look in her eyes and looked to the ground I guess I'm glad to be back..it depends on why though. She yelped as he gripped onto her neck tightly and she whimpered again. Hearing him yell she flinched and she saw where she was going. That same move he did the last time she ran away he should know by now that she wasn't as weak. Screaming as her back was slammed against the corner of the bar she whimpered hard tears rolling down her cheeks. As he held her from falling she looked up at him then away Yeah I did come back..but only to show something that only you would understand. She yelped and winced as he slapped her and she kept her head down You still the same I see...maybe worse I have yet to see if your temper has gotten the better of you. Hearing him talk about her dress her body jerked some thinking of why he even cared. Why he even cared that she looked like all the other girls I didn't think you would care about that..I thought I would have to earn my respect and trust back with you..looks like you missed me more then I even thought. Flinching as the bottle broke rather close to her face she looked at him then closed her eyes. She felt the fabric ripping and even heard it. This was taking her back to the days that he ripped any sort of clothing in public even when he didn't like what she wore. Feeling the cold breeze hit her body she shivered some and looked at him as he asked the question. He had changed so much but she still didn't know it just what ways yet. When he said speak up now she shook her head and looked down at the ground I...I..I..I came back..to show you that no other girl can take what you give to them..whether it be sex the abuse when your pissed off beyond reason..plus I miss the way you treated me..any girl who has had that done to her would want more..your the only one that could really handle me anyways..you already know that. Sitting down on a stool she looked at him then at the bar counter wondering if he would just make fun of her or if he would actually make a move.
Thread: Coming Back For More ~[Me & Waffles]~

Gain my respect? he asked her as his hand wrapped around her neck pulling her off the stool as he did. You can not gain what you never had. Speaking softly he whispered this to her before throwing her onto the ground. Slamming her against the hard concrete some of the men where worried if she was hurt, but they dear didnt challenge their lead. Get out.. he warned them before undoing his tie as he walked close to her. Without a second word all of the men that was in the room left leaving only the siblings alone to talk to one another or whatever Nick wanted to do. Do you know how many people I had to hire to find you.. he asked her before kicking some furniture out of his way. 730,000 dollars was sent trying to find you add to what you owed me before you left I will say you that you are going to be paying me back for a long while. Unlike a year ago his anger was a slow burn as he hunched over and picked her up by the hair before slamming her against a wall. Normally I would let the guys pass you around, but I think that I want to toy with you for a moment first.. show you what happens when you ever disobey me again. It started out as a slow whisper, but quickly grew into a roaring yell he smacked her before letting her go. WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU WHERE LEAVING? moving quickly the rage that once consumed him started to show itself again as he kicked her shoulder forcing her to fall onto the floor. Stepping next to her he sighed softly before throwing off his tie. Now let my shoe.. like the little bitch you are. Speaking harshly he shoved his foot into her face.
Thread: Owning My Sister

Saturday, now there was a day that could never be ignored. A day where you didn't have teachers bickering at you and no school work to do. just laze about and enjoy the day as it slowly went by. Plus the fact that it had now become summer break only made this Saturday even better. in the Bikoura's darkened room the soft sounds of dog's feet were softly heard plotting on the floor before jumping into his master's bed and licking Bikoura on the face. All right all right im up, gah! He sighed and yawned and stretched before sitting up and throwing the blankets off of him and onto the bed. All right Shadow lets get you some food. He smiled and ran his hands over the husky's muzzle and pulled on his p.j pants and a white tee-shirt. Slowly walking out of his room with shadow trailing behind him He walked into the kitchen and noticed his mother and sister talking. Morning you two. He walked over to where he kept shadow's food dish and bag of food before he scooped up some of the food and set it down for him to eat. There ya go eat up boy. He then leaned against the counter and looked at His Mother and Sister . So then whats for breakfast you two? He tilted his head wondering what his mother was cooking up for a morning breakfast. Bikoura ran a hand through his dyed silver hair and yawned before going over to the couch and sitting down on it. Just like in fashion of his father he sat in his own recliner and watched the news on the TV.
Thread: Owning My Sister

Isa awoke that morning at the same time should would have if she were still in school. For her, it would take well over a week to actually get to sleep in. The light in her room was a soft red, leaking through her red currents and blinds into her room. Rolling out of bed, she stood to straighten the tank top and her booty shorts into a presentable position for her family. Stepping out into the hall, she made her way downstairs to find her mother, who had to leave for work in an hour, starting breakfast for her and her brother. Good morning, Mother, Isa said with a smile, leaning against the counter to see what she was making. It would seem to be pancakes this morning. Mmm, that smells delicious. Hearing the soft patter on the stairs, she turned her brunette topped head to see her brother and his dog come in. Morning brother, Mother is making pancakes for us before she heads off to work, she said, smiling as he left to sit on the couch. Making her way to the fridge, she took out the orange juice and then a glass from the cupboard, pouring herself some. Moving into the living room, she just rolled her eyes at her brother. How can you watch that crap?
Thread: Owning My Sister

Bikoura then thought about it for a second and looked at Shadow. Oh sorry boy come on lets let you go out back for morning bathroom. Sorry boy. He laughed and grabbed his shoes and slipped them on and headed to the back yard and let Shadow go and head out Once shadow was done with his morning bathroom break he trotted back over to Bikoura and barked. Bik laughed and just patted him on the head. Well time for breakfast so go lay down. He walked back through the sliding glass door and to the living room and sat down watching the news as he always did. How can I watch it? Its the news you know the important stuff. He sighed and shook his head before getting up and heading over to the table to set up his plate. Once he got his plate set up he carried it over to the table and sat down and started to eat. How can you not and just let the world go by. Oh sure you think jut because your some Model you should just get everything handed to you, well it doesn't work that way sis.
Thread: Owning My Sister

Isa rolled her eyes at her brother, watching him take Shadow out and wait to answer her question. It was always interesting to watch the dog go around with Bik, he was so loyal. The news was all boring to Isa, the same thing every day. It's the same things everyday. So and so went to war with this person. This person is back this other person in the war against this person. This many people died to day on this attack at this place in the previously mentioned war. I'm just sick of all the death, she said to him, voicing her true thoughts out there. I don't think that Bik and you should know that more than anyone. I worked my ass off to get to where i am today. Turning from him, she went and grabbed her own plate, piling on the pancakes and taking them back to the table to eat. In the meant time their mother just rolled her eyes and picked up her things. She told them that she had to go out of town after work for some meeting in the next state over and that she wouldn't be home for a few days.
Thread: Owning My Sister

Bik nodded and got over to his chair and sat down at it. He looked at the pancakes and smiled. mmmm, Smells good. He took the syrup and poured it over the pancakes and began to eat it. He smiled then went back to eating the pancakes his mother had made for the two of them. He watched as Shadow moved under the table and sat by his master's feet. Sure, So then Sis what do you have planned today? He quickly finished the breakfast. and got away from the table and took his plate and washed it off in the sink. well best get dressed for the day, what ya say shadow? Shadow just barked and got up following Bikoura. He smiled and kissed his mother on the top of her head like he always did. Love ya mom. As he walked past he made a little motion at Isa. He then patted Shadow on the head and started to head back to his bedroom leaving his door just a little bit open.