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Thread: Living With Brother (NightRose@Mr Incognito)

Richard wiped a bead of sweat from his brow as he gave off a tired sigh, his forehead glistening in the light. His fatigue showed on his face as he plopped down on the couch, putting his feet up on the table. He had been working around his house all day, preparing it for his sister's arrival. The poor girl needed a place to live, and being her brother, Richard offered his own place. She was set to arrive at any moment now. Richard was a handsome man by certain standards. Sharp features, baby blue eyes, and long blond hair were his most noticeable traits. He stood somewhat tall at six feet, with a lean build. His attire wasn't much for the eyes a simple black T-Shirt and jeans, and dingy socks on his feet. He never had been much for fashion, caring only for practicality.
Thread: Living With Brother (NightRose@Mr Incognito)

Kira came up to the house from a date. Her parents were upset and mad at her telling her how she needed to leave their home. She had called her brother begging him for help he just offered for her to move in. She was grateful as she talked with him about getting her a waitressing job to help with the bills while she took her a year off schooling. She was just sick of school she had been in for so long she wanted a break to just work and save up money. Though as she got to the door of his place she blushed a little fixing her tight shirt and short skirt. She had been hoping that the date she had planned would be a good one but instead it had turned out to be somewhat of a jerk. He had tried to rape her while they were walking here in the park. She had gotten away just fine her emotions where really uneasy but she held them in just fine as she knocked on the door. She didn't want her brother worrying about her so soon as she tried to make sure some of the tares weren't seen as she used her jacket to cover them a little though it was her loosen hair that was way down to her knee that would call his attention the most as she always had it braided or put up but the guy had ripped it down.
Thread: Living With Brother (NightRose@Mr Incognito)

Richard turned as he heard the front door open. A puzzled expression painted his face. He knew his sister was supposed to be on a date tonight, and he didn't expect her back so soon. Why would she come back early? perhaps the date didn't go well? He felt slightly concerned, getting up off the couch and headed for the front door. Maybe his sister would provide him with some answers she usually talked to him about various things. Maybe he'd get some insight. The sight that greeted him was nasty surprise. She tried hiding the signs, but Richard was an observant man, and saw the signs of an assault on Kira's person. Parts of her dress were torn from what seemed to be a struggle, and her hair was a mess. He rushed over to see if she was hurt, and began examining her body where the tears were. Kira! Are you OK?! What happened to you?!
Thread: Living With Brother (NightRose@Mr Incognito)

Kira heard what he said as he rushed to her asking if she was okay she nodded her head as she just didn't know what to say the tears finally came as she leaned against him. He.......he....tried she couldn't stop it as she just didn't know what she should do. I'm sorry.....I'm sorry she said to him as she just couldn't stop shaking. There were a few cuts not many too deep there was on that was deep from the first cut from the guys knife. I didn't mean she said to him as she had the deep cut on her side as she had been able to fight him off that was why she got away. She really didn't want to make such a big deal over it though she felt it wasn't worth it.
Thread: Living With Brother (NightRose@Mr Incognito)

Shh! Calm down! You don't need to say anything right now! Richard grabbed her gently by the shoulders and lead his shaken sister to the kitchen. He patted her gently while she sobbed and cried, trying to comfort her. He felt a whole range of emotions at once, unable to sort them all out. Fear that his sister was hurt, concern for her safety, rage for who did this to her...and a forbidden desire he had long suppressed. He had always loved his sister, but he had desires to ravage her all the time. These urges had gotten stronger with each passing day. When they reached the kichen Richard bade her to sit down in a chair. He then began rummaging around his kitchen cabinets, looking for his first aid kit. He soon found it and began to fumble around, looking for the antibiotics and the band aids. Kira, I'm going to need you to take off that shirt so I can apply the salve and band aids, as well as any other area that might be cut.
Thread: Living With Brother (NightRose@Mr Incognito)

Kira followed in after him as he told her to do. Though as she heard him start to look around she looked to him wondering what to do next she just wasn't all that sure what to say anymore. As he asked her to take her top off she nodded her head taking off her top a little slowly but still as she got it off she looked to him blushing. I'm sorry for this' she said to him as she knew it had to be done.
Thread: Chaotic Love(pussyliquor and I)

The sound of evil laughter fills the theatre, as the play stops dead. There are over 500 people in this theatre, a very good amount of people to pull off this heist. Slowly, but surely the joker makes his way on stage. Ladies and Gentlemen, you all must know me well, so i will skip the introductions...please hand your wallets purses and anything fancy to the men who are walking down the rows, and now one will get hurt! His goons, lock every single door before walking down the isles with bags and stuffing them with the peoples things. The joker looks around. hmmm.... He rubs his chin. OH HARLEY!? He screams out wondering where she was.
Thread: Chaotic Love(pussyliquor and I)

Alright alright! Jeez! Women! He said at the fearfull crowd of people. He pulls out a rather larger revolver, and looks around the room. hmmm enny meeny miney MO! He points at a very gorgeous woman, and some goons bring her on stage. ALrighty! Act one scene on! The beauty dies! Ready and!!!! He points the gun at the frightened woman. ACTION! He pulls the trigger and a pop sound emits from the gun, but instead of a bullet a stick with a flag comes out, and the flag rolls down withe the word BANG!! on it. He laughs hystericly. Gotcha!
Thread: Chaotic Love(pussyliquor and I)

He laughed at his very evil thought that just entered his head. After you... He pointed at harley. have fun with her... He said the FUN word very sexily, and pointed at the cute woman that was on the floor of the stage now. He clapped his hands twice. chop chop let the show begin! He took a couple feet baclk ad sat on a prop crate that was on the stage.
Thread: It Was Supposed to be a Trip to Grandma's {Broken Knight}

The entire town wished Red luck as she left on her journey into the woods, again. It was her usual weekly trip to her grandmother's house. The elderly woman couldn't really make it to town all that often and Red still had fond memories and feelings for her grandmother. The woman had done so much in her lifetime, and Red could only hope to live up to that kind of memory. It was worth the visit, even with the nasty rumors of a wolf-like creature roaming the woods. Red certainly didn't believe it it all sounded like so much nonsense to her. The girl swept back her red curls which were, surprisingly, not the origin of her name. Indeed, the name had come from a present from this very grandmother a red hood much like the story. Red's grandmother had found the very idea of having her granddaughter acting out bits of the story for her to be simply too funny to resist. The town had picked up on it, and Red was forever branded Little Red. Now the girl hardly looked like a little girl, with her brilliant red hair, well developed body, and lush white skin. Indeed, now most assumed the name came from that brilliant hair. Usually Red just smiled her brilliant smile, blue eyes twinkling, and told them the real story. Now she tucked a basket full of goodies, and admittedly prescription drugs, under her arm and strolled down the paved paths of the woods. The trip was as peaceful as usual for quite a distance in. It wasn't until Red got deep into the woods that she heard something. Freezing, she looked to the bush, wondering what could be there. Surely not some wolf creature, that was just silly. Hello? who's there? asked the girl, taking a tentative step toward the bush, not wanting to disturb anything truly wild.
Thread: It Was Supposed to be a Trip to Grandma's {Broken Knight}

The wolf had known for quite some time that he needed to find a female. Humanity had hunted wolves nearly to complete extinction. For hundreds of miles, he searched for a female. For any wolf like him. There was none left, only the four legged ferals. The wolf had decided that odds being what they were, it would be a better idea to steal a human girl away. There was certain magics, something entirely foreign to human, magic, that would be able to transform a human girl into a wolf like him. But, he had to do it just right, he had to specifically pick just the right human girl. Not only for the transformation to be effective and take hold, but to bear spring after the transformation. He was tall, lean and strong as hell. His fingers tipped in claws, his hands resembled and were referred to, as paws, though he retained the flexible fingers. He had a long, fluffy tail, two tall, pointed ears, tipped in white. The rest of his fur was a stark black. As with everything about him, over the years of generations that led up to him, wolves had evolved in accordance with their dwindling numbers. Black fur helped him blend with darkness, pads on his feet and hands helped him move silently. He could pick out a specific person from a mile away on scent alone. He was in a tree, his deep blue eyes focused on her. It wasn't like he was going to jump out of a bush and yell Surprise!, jump on her and drag her off. That wouldn't suit his plans in the least. He needed her to cooperate. He needed her to do what he wanted without question. As the rabbit that had previously been shaking in fear in the bush quickly hops away from her, he gets a grand idea. That grand mother of hers... She certainly adored the old bat. Maybe... Deciding that the best plan, the wolf took off ahead of the girl, moving at a much quicker pace.
Thread: It Was Supposed to be a Trip to Grandma's {Broken Knight}

The sound must have been something else, a rabbit perhaps. Either that or Red's mind was playing tricks on her. The girl shook her head, berating herself for being too jumpy, far too jumpy. all those stories must have gotten her worked up. She chuckled, dusted herself off, and started down the path once more. Her grandmother had chosen to stay a good distance away from the rest of the town. She preferred her solitude, saying that she'd done enough for people. Time to take some time off to herself. Usually that meant soaking in a hot tub or reading a good book, not that Red cared all that much. It actually made her smile a bit to think about her grandmother relaxing and waiting for the treats. She strolled along easily enough, nothing would accost her in these familiar woods. There was this patch of flowers that Red stopped at for a while, picking a few and adding them to the basket. Nothing like some color to improve a dreary, drab day, after all. Flowers in basket, basket in hand, Red started up the path that would inevitably lead to her grandmother's house. She paused a little ways away noting that something felt... off. You really are way too jumpy, Red,' muttered the girl. She made another decisive shake of her head before strolling up to the house, confidently knocking at the door.
Thread: It Was Supposed to be a Trip to Grandma's {Broken Knight}

The wolf had gotten to the grandmother's house first. That was the girl's weakpoint. He'd seen her go there a few times, always bringing some basket of goodies or something for her elder. It was apparent that the girl loved the old woman, going out so far just to visit her. It wasn't something one would do for someone not close to them. That's how the wolf would get the girl to do what he wanted. He knew just where the old hag lived, and he'd made it there several minutes before the girl. Going to the cottage's back door, he bursts in, the old hag screamed at the sight of him, which was quickly silenced by strangling the air from her lungs. Leaving the old woman on the bed, she wasn't dead, still breathing, but she was unconscious. She'd survived the ordeal for the present moment, but the wolf was already in the house. The front door was undamaged and the old woman was in her bed, looking as though she were merely taking a mid-day nap. All the while, the wolf hid in the home, out of sight so that he could spring his little well-thought-out trap on the girl.
Thread: It Was Supposed to be a Trip to Grandma's {Broken Knight}

When Red's grandmother didn't immediately come to answer the door, the girl became concerned. that wasn't like her, wasn't like her at all. Again, it had to be her suspicious mind, fueled by stories about some silly wolf creature. Red scoffed, crossing the threshold, lightly stepping across the floor. Grandma? It's Red, I'm here for our weekly visit, the beautiful redhead called. She set the basket down on a table, continuing to look around. everything looked as it should like an elderly woman's kitchen. True, Red's grandmother was certainly more modern than most her age. You could see touches of that. But nothing that was truly impressive or jarring. Red simply shrugged, heading deeper. You'd better be taking a nap! she called, grinning. The girl entered her grandmother's bedroom, pausing at the doorway to look at the slumbering woman. It did indeed look as though the elderly woman rested, and quite soundly. If Red's shouts hadn't awakened her yet, then there was little point in disturbing her now. Surely Red could find some way of entertaining herself while her grandmother finished the light nap. She smiled, thinking about hitting that hot tub. For now, she leaned against the doorframe, staring at her slumbering grandmother and admiring the peaceful sight.
Thread: It Was Supposed to be a Trip to Grandma's {Broken Knight}

The wolf bide his time, waiting for the girl to be vulnerable. He watched secretively as she approached the home, he watched as she came in, he watched as she had a pleasant little moment with her grandmother. It was a good thing the girl was not in the realm of reality and checked her grand mother. If she were simply napping, a simple shake could check to make sure she wakes, and that she's okay, letting her rest again after. But the girl hadn't done that. Instead, she simply admired the old bag. The wolf rolled his eyes at the scene. How mushy. Time to crash the party, anyway. She's a sweet old thing, isn't she? The wolf asks, flashing his fangs. Standing in the doorway, she could see him. He was mythological to girls like her at this point. Most of his kind had been so hunted that by now to the point that most humans had never even heard of them, or they were told in stories and fairy tales as evil creatures that devoured children. It was humanity that had been brutal in the war. Taking hides and tails of captors as trophies, treating them like nothing more than dogs and raping their women. He just figured it was a little payback. So, here's the thing. The wolf says, smirking deviously, standing in front of the only door that led out of the room. You can either cooperate and do as I say, or... well, I know where your grandmother lives. I know where you live. I know where your parents live. I'll tear your life apart piece by piece and make you watch. So, what's it going to be? Obey the big bad wolf... or watch him eat your grandmother before your eyes?
Thread: It Was Supposed to be a Trip to Grandma's {Broken Knight}

The wolf existed. You could hardly argue otherwise, with him standing before you. The great black monstrosity had a presence, an aura about him. Something that demanded you fear and respect him. Red stared up at him, her eyes growing wide. So much for just having an overactive imagination. Worse though, it spoke, and she could hear the promises of malice in that voice. Red remained silent, mostly out of shock and wonder, while the creature spoke. It moved to block her way out. It smiled in a decidedly devilish fashion. Cooperate or face dire consequences. Suddenly Red wished she'd thought to bring a weapon in the basket. Preferably something easy, a point and shoot. Though right now she shook so hard she probably couldn't have aimed well enough to actually fire anything upon the wolf. not with anything resembling accuracy. Swallowing, Red nodded. Alright, I'll obey you, just don't harm her, she said. She took a tentative step forward. What would a wolf want? Food? Surely it wouldn't want to just eat her, would it? Perhaps it was after something in the basket? Or did it want someone to cook for it? Red thought of these and dozens of other possible things the wolf could do to her. Oddly enough, mating with her never crossed the girl's mind. I'm only a fair cook, she hazarded. And there's really not enough of me to make a decent meal... She swallowed again, nerves seizing her throat.
Thread: It Was Supposed to be a Trip to Grandma's {Broken Knight}

The demand of fear and respect that he'd stepped into the room with was not that of any sort of a charisma, but simply years of strife with humans had led him to know how to strike fear into the little civilians that had no idea how to handle something like himself. On the other hand, she was smart. She could've screamed, shouted at him, done whatever she'd wanted and not listened. Then he would've killed the old bag and used the bloodied sheets to tie the girl up with. At least this way, the old woman stayed breathing a little while longer and he didn't have to drag the girl whining the entire way. Good, good. The wolf says, nodding at her agreement. But, just know, should you change your mind, I'm not going to kill you. I'm not even going to hurt you. I'm just going to systematically take all of the things you love on this world away from you. Starting with her. As of right now, she knows nothing of me. Of what you're to become. She'll live out the rest of her days happily. On the other hand, disobey, I'll come back and make sure that she knows that it's your fault she's in pain, your fault she's dying, and I'll make sure she blames you with her final breath. The wolf gave a devious grin. Girly, you're not going to be cooking. He says to her, putting a finger on her chin, lifting her eyes so he could watch her expression when he tells her. You're to be my own personal little slut.
Thread: It Was Supposed to be a Trip to Grandma's {Broken Knight}

Okay, I get it. If I disobey, you're going to destroy my life, repeated Red, feeling a little angry. Like she hadn't heard and understood the threat the first time around. He just did that to instill more fear, or, or, something. she knew that she certainly didn't like this position she was in and was already trying to think of a way out. She blinked as he touched her, fighting the urge to jerk away. Chances were that a wolf wouldn't take kindly to having someone flinch. His comment was meant with confusion, confusion that soon melted into something like disgust. Red's eyes immediately swept down, looking to see if she could see the wolf's sexual organs. Why would he? That just... Don't you have girl wolves for that? she asked. She didn't move, didn't jerk. While she certainly didn't like the idea of being a personal slut to a wolf, Red wasn't about to let her family be destroyed. Better to just give in and wait till she could figure out a way of getting out of the wolf's grasp. But... mating with him? Certainly nothing that Red wanted. I mean, am I even attractive? I don't have a fur coat or anything...
Thread: It Was Supposed to be a Trip to Grandma's {Broken Knight}

Grabbing her cheeks by her chin, he holds her face. No, I don't have any wolves for that. He says, angrily, his brown eyes burning into hers. You humans were kind enough to damn near exterminate my kind. There isn't another wolf for at least fifty miles of here. He bares his fangs at her when he speaks, showing her them. So, then, you're what I'm going to use to breed. And you're body is just as canine as mine is human. Of course you're attractive. Let's just hope my little experiment works. But as far as you're concerned, you're dead, and the only thing you can do now is make things easier on yourself. Letting her face go, he gives a huff. Once he was done with his little speech, he stands up and looks down at her. Turning to leave, without looking at her, he says Come. and fully expects her to be following him without him so much as looking. Leaving the house, he wasn't lenient. If he noticed that she wasn't with him at any point in time, he wouldn't go looking for her, he'd just go start killing people.
Thread: It Was Supposed to be a Trip to Grandma's {Broken Knight}

Red froze as she felt his hands, paws, upon her face. Terror lit her eyes, overwhelming other emotions for a moment. He was so... big. So strong and so demanding. She certainly didn't stand a chance against him. Her unknowing family and whoever else the wolf chose to target stood even less chance. At least she could fight back at some level. Yet already her mind was churning, thinking of being taken savagely by this wolf. She was as much canine as he was human? that felt... odd to think about. The bit about her attractiveness made Red burn, almost wishing she weren't as beautiful. Maybe he wouldn't be as interested then. Regardless of her thoughts and mental protests, Red meekly followed the wolf, hurrying to keep just behind him. For the moment, she didn't want to do anything that would anger the much larger, much meaner creature. That was the last thing she needed right now. Even still, she couldn't keep quiet. The wolf hadn't demanded silence of her, after all. Wasn't as though he could really punish her for something that he hadn't specified. Licking her lip, Red spoke Where are you taking me? Are we heading to your lair? It made sense to her. You'd want to mate with the mother of your... cubs in the privacy of your home. So much for hopes that he'd at least take her on a bed.
Thread: It Was Supposed to be a Trip to Grandma's {Broken Knight}

Re It Was Supposed to be a Trip to Grandma's Broken Knight It wasn't like he didn't know what she was thinking. Escape. Attack. Scream. Anything that she could think of that might help her to get away from him, he knew crossed her mind. She could tell by his deep brown eyes that he was ready for each of them at a moment's notice. If she was going to escape, not only was she going to need to be smarter than him, she'd also have to be faster and stronger, as well as able to out pace his tracking ability. She was quite trapped and the road ahead of her was going to be hard any way she may try to travel. At her question, he rolls his eyes, giving a sigh. Lair? He asks her, looking at her over his shoulder. Just what kind of creature do you think I am? The wolf asks her, not exactly happy that she would insinuate that he was anything less than a refined gentleman. Except for the stealing of a human female to rape and use for his own purposes and pleasures. Taking her deep into the forest, it seemed like hours and the sun was setting before he'd taken her to where they were going. Into the cave, from the outside, she'd think it just like any other normal cave. Except once she got in, she'd notice that the floors of the cave had been paved with wood, giving it an even floor. Each of the chambers of the cave system were separated into rooms, just like a home. Above even that, a few feet into the dark caves, it was a closed door, just like walking into a home. Just because he was a wolf didn't mean he didn't like to live in comfort. The size of the caves and all the work he'd done, a royal noble could've lived there in plush luxury and been happy.