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Thread: Pilgrimage (Books and Echoplex)

Malik rolled his one human eye theatrically at her grousing, his lens simply swiveled slightly before returning to regular twenty-twenty. Nascent in general made poor patients in his opinion then again his bedside manner had been rather wanting. He didnt bother correcting her and requesting she refer to him as Doctor Al-Shraded. Her old age made her worse in his opinion than others. Once one reached one hundred and three years old one probably stopped caring overmuch about other opinions. Most of the eldest Ascendants were a little like that though in a more mechanical and logical manner so he just chalked it to old age. He was only about twenty five so he was used to such talking from elders. He ignored the vulgarity she casually threw around. Well, that answers most questions regarding sexual activity. He noted, his tone dry. Id recommend cutting back on both Alcohol and Heresy use. Youre going to ignore me of course but theres the recommendation for the record. As for the migraines Ill write up a prescription for some Propranolol after the examination. He said as she drew up next to him to handle her upload of firmware into his implants. Her next statement surprised him to some degree and he was unable to tell if she was joking or not regarding considering Cybernetics. He shrugged it off as mindless musings on her part and waited for the connection to be established. He felt as the cord was connected, a jolt of pain akin to a needle poking through the skin flaring up. Malik resisted the urge to flinch. It was one of the drawbacks of having a strong neural connection to his cybernetics. Most Fabricators forewent having feeling in their implants but he found it to have its uses, one of those parts of his humanity he doubted hes ever shed. He could tell the firmness of Omoroses grip, her strength being rather peak for a human. I hardly expected it to be short. Anyway. Finishing with the questions. Any blackouts? Memory loss? Blurry eyesight? Acute ringing in the ears? Pain anywhere in your body for extended periods? Stomach cramps? Irregular breathing? Malik said, finishing his check list. Once he finished he sighed, leaning back in his seat and relaxing. The cord itched as it were. Not like an actual itch as he thankfully did not get those on his metallic bits but like something in the back of his mind. He disliked the sensation however he resisted the dull urge to tear the cord out and instead went over the procedure for Fleet standard examinations. They were fairly simple affairs, made a little more complex by the fact his patient was a Nascent. Hmm I trust youve heard the news? The Ascendants have been in council for the last two days because of it. Personally I dont see much fuss over this planet. Yet it has everyone in a frenzy, scrambling about as though something unprecedented is about to occur. Habitable or no, a planet is a planet. Just a bit of rock drifting in space. Malik said, his attempt at a bit of conversation.
Thread: Pilgrimage (Books and Echoplex)

Through the colorful tendrils of smoke Omorose witnessed the console spew forth line after line of complex code. She squinted as if trying to part through the smog with her eyes. Initiation was successful, much to her elation. She inhaled smokeit tasted strangely redolent of nutmeggy sweet-tea the flavors lingered on her tongue and breath long after she snuffed the drag. I never ignore you. Her eyes smoldered, reflecting her earnestness. My choices, ultimately, are my own, but I take into account everything you say. She lurched back in her chair. The monitor flashed iteration after iteration of code. There was one steadfast variablea climbing percentage at the bottom, indicating the installations level of completion. Know always, doctor, that there is a method to my madness. And a madness to my methods, so Im well aware. She circuited around the gurney to her desk a second time collecting a dossier brimming with neatly stacked papers. Patch notes. She gestured for him to take it. As she did so, she watched on as his cybernetics began to assume a new form. While marginally different from before, the panels moved like the sides to a Rubiks cube, assimilating its permutations in rapid waves. You should find that your joint will have more mobility, now. The specifics are in the folderdexterity, agility. All there. Her ethnic features balled up in scrutiny. The Ascendants? Fokkenwil. Ek gee nie n fok nie . She pressed her lips together. Even after all this time, her South African roots made her boughs quite apparent. There were very few people of Cape Town or what was left of Johannesburg that remained on their respective flagship. Afrikaans was a dying dialect its death quickened, in fact, largely due to its profane nature. The Nascent faction was majorly composed of South African survivors but they were re-educated. Regardless. You are what the Nascent ilk call a brain in the jar. Brein in die pot , as it were. You know nothing outside of this metal prisonnot the flesh of earth or the pallet of homogenized colors from the sky. Theyre in a frenzy because for the first time in a little over a century theyll get to witness what their ancestors raved on about in their death throes. Humans werent meant to live in these conditions. The upload percentage continued to climb. But, you and I were human no longer. A planet is not just a planet either, you cynical bastard. There was a shade of humor to her tone. Its not just a bit of rock drifting in space. However, I fear my verbosity is impotent. Perhaps youll see when the time comes.
Thread: Pilgrimage (Books and Echoplex)

Malik snorted at that response and allowed his counterparts program to work. When his cybernetics started shifting he felt a numbness overcome his artificial limb and eye as they reconfigured themselves. The downside was he was now half blind but that would only be momentary. The sound of metal scraping over metal ever so soothed his mind. The young Fabricator enjoyed his current state and even more so the new sensations that came with it. How anyone could be satisfied with a body of mere flesh and blood was beyond him. It was so very weak and fragile compared to the cool certainty of the machine. His human eye narrowed slightly at her tone when speaking of the Ascendants. Her works were not fully understood but he doubted it was flattering. The greatest and oldest of the Fabricators, possessing only bits of brain matter to fetter them to the flesh hence the title Ascendant. Within the fleet they made up some of the greatest minds and held a good deal of influence. Engineering and the fleet upkeep was mostly the domain of the Fabricators. Hence they had a big voice in politics. There were very few things Malik took offense to slandering the Ascendants was one. He allowed whatever she had said to slide for now and rolled his eyes at her old world thinking. You are what the Fabricators call old minded. If the form does not fit the conditions then the form must be altered. If nature will not allow it then the matter must be in human hands. We must learn from the past but not obsess over regaining what was already lost. Such is the folly of man. Malik said. The man pondered the last bit of what Omorose said. Not about the planet but rather about not being human. He supposed that was true as he long ago had decided humanity was too weak in its current state. One day, perhaps, he would become like the Ascendants. A metal form mostly free from mortality and unfettered by human weakness. A good bit of him wished for this but still there was always doubt. Doubt that perhaps there was another way and another method open to humanity. I have my doubts I will be overly moved by a planet. You and I value things differently. Where you see a metal prison I see a home among the stars. What I see as but a rock you insist to be more. The doctor retorted as his arm assembled itself into its newer form slowly but surely. Once this is done I want you to remove most of your clothing. Well be conducting a physical before I take your blood and examine your brain fluctuations. He said, his tone returning to its cool and clipped norm.
Thread: The 'delicate' native. (nerdfuck && Saber Arturia ))

The orc's den was dark, disgusting, and reeked of mold and poor hygiene. They had been holding up here for a little over a week while they tried to decide what to do with their new prisoner, taken from the native lands. Did they wish to sell her as a prostitute? As an exotic trophy? A laborer? This was the argument they were having over dinner, some raw rabbits. They're shape-shifters.. One orc spoke, taking a bite out of a rabbit's stomach. Blood poured down his mouth and chest. He sat on a rock he used as a chair, scratching his crotch. Someone will pay good money just to study her... He reasoned. Like hell. Another orc responded, grabbing his rabbit off the ground and going to sit in a cold corner. They'll pay more to fuck'er. We should do that now! A third orc reasoned out loud, a much smaller one that was somewhat wirey. No. She's worth more if she's not had dick. The second one reasoned, clearly the leader of the small band of orcs. But... He reasoned quietly, she could maybe have one in the mouth maybe.. they wouldn't notice... He took another bite of his rabbit as he spoke out loud. The other two orcs seemed excited to hear this, but there was a fourth orc who wasn't so sure. This orc stood to the back, with their prisoner. She don't look so good. He noted, watching her. The young native prisoner laid on the ground, fully nude. Her thick, shapely body was bare for all to see and that was including a painful looking gash on her stomach obtained when the orcs attack. The wound was riddled with dirt, grass and rocks from laying on the cave floor. Her hands were tied behind her back and a rope around her throat kept her tethered to a large rock. It was crude, but effective. The native woman didn't move, only laid on the ground, her breaths shallow and face devoid of color. The orcs exchanged glances before the second one stood up to storm over to their native prisoner. Wake up, you... rat. He snapped, spit hurling forward as he spoke. The native woman didn't move, and he had to snarl. We have'ta sell her soon or she's gonna die on us. Why don't we have some fun with her? You know, since she's gonna be dyin anyway... Well we could eat her.
Thread: High School Drama (( nerdfuck & your sunshine ))

As the final bell rang, tears began flooding down the pale white face of a young eighteen-year-old girl. I I cant believe you. did this to me. She bawled as the tears continued. Does three years mean nothing to you? she shrieked not caring that half of the hall was looking at the two of them. Shh! Shh! Quiet Serena, youre causing a scene. The young man whispered trying to calm the girl down. Dont quiet me down Marcus! Serena yelled even louder. You fuckin screwed that nasty whore! Serena couldnt take it any more and slammed her locker shut. I never want to talk to your shitty ass again! Get out of my life you fuckin cheater! As tears and makeup streamed down her face from her green eyes, she stormed out of the building and into her beat up red pickup truck. The drive home was a short one. Upon walking in the front door, the frail, thin body of Serena collapsed onto the floor. Her brown hair covered her face as she sobbed. Pulling her phone out, she texted the one person in the world she could always count on., Tarren. Tar I need you at my house. Marcus cheated on me. Please come over now. After she hit send, she picked herself up and went to the bathroom to clean up a bit.
Thread: High School Drama (( nerdfuck & your sunshine ))

Tarren had not been to school that day, in fact Tarren was actually pretty over school. The only thing there that she liked was Serena, and Serena had been fighting with her stupid ass boyfriend as of late and she really just had no interest in that drama. It wasn't that she didn't want to be there for her friend, she was just a little frustrated by the whole situation. Marcus didn't deserve Serena, yet she gave him everything. It was disgusting. Tarren was nineteen, a year older than Serena and still in high school. It wasn't that she wasn't smart, quite the opposite, it was just that... well. Serena. She had always had a crush on her best friend. It was a classic torrid lesbian thing, she knew that, but it didn't bother her any less. Tarren sat in her window on the second story of her father's house. Her music played in the background and a cigarette rested between two fingers as she texted one of her friends from school. It was her best guy friend who had just sent a picture of the girl he was talking to, completely with tits, ass, and pussy. Nice. Tarren noted, scrolling on her phone before she shot him a text. It was at that point that Serena's text came in. A brow lifted lightly. They had broken up? Serena didn't say it, but she hoped that was the care. She shot a quick text back to Serena and stood up off the window sill, closing it. OMW babe Tarren grabbed her pack of cigarettes and quickly left. Soon enough she was walking up the walkway of Serena's. She wore a pair of tight black jeans and a tight black tank top to match. Her dark, caramel skin looked heated in the summer sun. Her dark chocolate eyes were fixated on the door, and her long dark, black hair was left down to curl past her shoulders. She held a brown paper bag in her hair that seemed heavy. Serena! She yelled to Serena's window. Answer the door! After that, finally, she knocked.
Thread: High School Drama (( nerdfuck & your sunshine ))

Dragging herself up the steps, Serena wiped her eyes on the sleeve of her white cardigan. After stripping down to her matching pink lace bra and underwear, she walked into the bathroom. Splashing cold water on her face, she vaguely heard her name. IT was confirmed she heard her name when the doorbell rang over and over again. Grabbing the robe off the back of the door, she put it on before walking over her clothes in the hallway. Serena didnt know why Tarren put up with her for so long. They had been best friends since third grade. In that time, Serena had dated so many boys, and Tarren had heard the runt of all of it. She had especially heard the runt of it the last six months. The last six months was hell for Serena and Marcus. They had been constantly fighting and after every fight, Serena called Tarren crying, and every time Tarren would come over and comfort her. Once in the front foyer, Serena unlocked the door and cracked it open for Tarren. Before Terren was even inside, Serena exploded. I caught him kissing that bitch Megan under the stairs after class! His hand was under her dress! He tried fucking telling me it was for a class project! Class project? Really? Fuckin really? she screamed walking into the kitchen and grabbed a clear glass. Putting a few ice cubes in it, she took a deep breath. III cant believe he fucked her last night before he came over! Pouring vodka into the glass, she continued. He told me she was the best he ever had! He said I was loose! He was my first! Im not the slut he is! She added a little 7-up to the cup and took a drink. Im sorry she apologized as tears began running down her face again.
Thread: High School Drama (( nerdfuck & your sunshine ))

Tarren stepped back when Serena opened the door and immediately started crying about what Marcus had done to her. She wasn't surprised, really, Marcus was a cunt of a man if anyone was and she had seen this coming. Still, she followed Serena to the kitchen and let her rant. When her friend started pouring herself a hard drink she glanced down at the bag she was carrying, a bag of beer and an open bottle of vodka she had taken out of the freezer. It was sorta all they had as far as alcohol went. She set the bag down and dedicated herself to forgetting about it. No, it's fine.. Tarren told her with a shrug of her shoulder, she was more or less use to it. But she had also grown immune to the complaints about men. She had a few suggests on how to make Serena's life happier but she would keep them to herself. Marcus was a jerk, Sera. Tarren started, her little nickname for Serena. You really shouldn't bother yourself with him. There's like trillion men in this world, and I promise all of their dicks look more, or less, the same. She smirked at Serena lightly, mostly because she made heterosexuality sound very bland... Anyway, uh.. you want a smoke? Tarren tucked her cigarettes out of her pocket and tapped them on the bar, mostly because Serena was making HER need one.. Smoking and drinking happens to be a past time of mine...
Thread: High School Drama (( nerdfuck & your sunshine ))

Happy ever after, Serena and Marcus were supposed to live happy ever after. They made plans for the future. Serena was going to be a nurse Marcus was going to be an engineer. They were going to get married next year. They were going to have three kids. They had everything planned out. Now what? Now everything was gone. He was gone. Her future was gone. Everything was changing and Serena didnt like it. Serena couldnt help but laugh. All of their dicks look the same? she questioned wiping tears off her face. How does a lesbian like you know that all dicks look the same? Tarren always could always make Serena laugh and forget about her problems. It was an amazing quality she possessed. He hes gone she stuttered as tears began to fill her eyes again. Why? Why with that slut? it wasnt long until the waterworks were on high and tears dripped off her face and landed on the robe she was wearing. I hate that mother fucker! she screamed. Im Im a mess! It took a few minutes to recompose herself, but she did it. Can you please distract me? she questioned. I dont care how, I just cant think of Mar.. you know who.
Thread: High School Drama (( nerdfuck & your sunshine ))

Tarren grinned a bit cheekily as Serena laughed at her words, she was glad to see a smile on her face despite 'the situation'. The moment was short-lived, however, soon tears had welled up in her eyes again and Tarren had to sigh deeply, thinking about her next move to comfort her friend. She moved forward, wrapping her arms around her friend tenderly. She rubbed her back, pulling her head into her shoulder as Serena pleaded for her to take away the pain. As if it were that easy... Distract you? She repeated the words in thought, still rubbing her back. Well... She felt a lump in her throat as she pulled back slightly to look down at her. I do eat pussy pretty well... She started gently, squeezing Serena with her arms and grinning ear to ear. It was clearly meant to be a joke, but really she was looking for a reaction. Well, it didn't matter how she meant it now, it was said.
Thread: High School Drama (( nerdfuck & your sunshine ))

Taking a drink, Serena realized she never offered Tarren anything. I feel like a shitty host. She said after splashing her face once more with cold water trying to keep from crying again. Would you like something to drink? We have beer, vodka, rum, tequila, you know, my dad likes to keep the liquor cabinet stocked. Serena broke out laughing when Tarren joked about eating pussy. There was no way in hell that girl was being serious. Tarren knew Serena was as straight as they came. She had never even kissed a girl, not even when she was drunk. Oh Tar youre hilarious. You know that? she chuckled. Come one, you know I like dick. As she said her come back, she realized Tarren was being serious. Then it hit her. Tarren like Serena. Why did it take Serena that long to realize it? Everything made sense now. The flirting. The random gifts. The cuddling. The staying in high school an extra year. Tarren had a huge crush on Serena and it was completely obvious, just Serena was oblivious this whole time. Tar, you. like me, dont you? Serena asked completely nervous and unsure if she wanted the truth.
Thread: High School Drama (( nerdfuck & your sunshine ))

Tarren had hoped it would be one of those hit or miss kind of things. Either Serena would agree to test it and jump on the counter, or she would just laugh and discard it. That wasn't really what happened though. Tarren reached for her cigarettes when Serena posed that question, instinctively. This girl really made her need to smoke. Did she touch herself at night, thinking about her best friend spreading her legs for her? Nooo...... Well sure, what's there not to like? She shrugged passively at the question. It was just one of those things. If Serena were any other woman Tarren would be all over her, turning her gay and such. But she was Serena. If she fucked them up, they would be fucked up for forever and she would lose the best friend she ever had. She wasn't even trying to do all of that.
Thread: Interracial Smut

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Thread: A Community of Witches and Warlocks RP Redo RP

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