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Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

eragon8864 said personalinsanity said The music was way too loud, Arianna thought as she stood against the wall. The frat house was crowded with young adults, either gyrating to the music, walking around, or sitting and talking with their drinks. Arianna had decided that she didnt want to drink, and was therefore the designated driver for her friend Jen. Now Jen had wandered off somewhere with some guy and had left her alone. She sighed, shifting her weight from one foot to the next. Her green eyes took in the scene. There was one guy who she had been keeping her eye on for a while. He was sexy and had an alluring aura, even though he hadnt even gave her a glance. She sighed, pushing her long black hair away from her face as she started to walk outside. She sat on a lawn chair and put her black Mary Jane clad feet up on the edge, making sure her black skirt covered everything. Her white tank top seemed to glow in the moonlight as she sat there staring into the distance. She faded away from reality and thought about her father. He was probably preaching right now, she thought. She remembered how opposed to her coming to this party she was, and how she had angrily stalked out of the house and came anyways. Huffing, she told herself that she didnt care, and that she was 21 years old, old enough to go to a party. Her father had tried to shelter her for too long, and now she wanted to taste the joys of the world. She hadnt gotten a boyfriend yet because that wasnt really one of her priorities. She was more focused on her psychology studies instead. She wasnt paying any attention to her surroundings as she lost herself in thought. Click to expand... Bored with the party, I decide to go outside for a bit of fresh air, and to maybe make a call or text or two, and, stepping outside, I immediately spot the most beautiful girl i had ever seen. Knowing that I just had to talk to her, I go over to her and say, Hi. to no response. I try again, hi, Im Matt. I couldn't help but notice such a beautiful woman as yourself sitting all alone. Click to expand... I hear the voice and it brings me out of my musings. I look around and see the guy standing there and gasp. It was the guy from inside, who hadnt even laid an eye on me. Im Arianna. I was just, well, getting some fresh air I stammer out. I was blushing from the complement and looked away, hoping he didnt see. He was the most handsome man I had ever seen, and here he was, talking to me. What are you doing out here? I whisper to the ground.
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I smile and go over and ask, mind if I join you? and trying to take a break. I love parties, and all, but I can only take so much throbbing music and all that. Nice to meet you, Arianna. So are you here by yourself? and if you are, I have to ask, hos it is that such a beautiful woman could be all alone?
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I blush harder as you come over and ask to join me, and nod. After you sit, I turn and say, Nice to meet you too, Matt. Im here with a friend, but she ran off with a guy. Im her designated driver, actually. I pause a moment, wondering if I want to say what was running through my head. I decide that I do and take a deep breath before saying, Are you here alone? Surely not, because you must have a girlfriend with the way you look. I realize how lame it sounds right after the last words pass my lips and blush again. Im sorry, I, well, Im not to experienced in this sort of stuff I finish lamely, mentally kicking myself and telling myself to shut up before I look like more of a fool than I already did.
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I smile, and move slightly closer, and says, Amazingly enough, in a joking tone, I am totally single, and sadly enough, at that. And is such a beautiful girl as yourself here single? and don't worry, you are doing just fine. I smile and ask, So what are you here for, then, or just to bne the driver? he smiles.
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I listen to you, noticing that you moved closer to me. This made my breath start to become erratic, and I tried to slow it down as I answered, Well, I came to have fun, but it seems that this isnt my kind of environment. I dont drink, and I am not very social, so I just sort of sit against the wall I stop talking because I realize I am rambling. Sorry, like I said, Im not too good at this I look into your face and smile a bit, drinking in the sight.
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I smile back, the sight of her smiling at me making my heart race, and I ask, well, want to come back to my room and hang out, then, or something? We don't have to stay here after all. I smile, and think how beautiful she is, and wonder if she has any feelings for me, and realize that I really liked her sorry, I accidentalyly posted by mistake, before nbeing done
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I smile bigger as he smiled back at me and asked me to come back to his room. I hesitate though, thinking that it might be dangerous. I think a moment and then think that it was such a big place with so many people that nothing could really happen. I nod and say, I'd like that. Thank you. My voice sounded breathless to my ears, and I cleared my throat to try again. I mean, yes please.
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I smile and help her up, offering my arm, and lead her to my dorm room, opening the door for her, and following her into my rather large room, since I was the only occupant. I smile and ask, Want anything to drink? as I take off my coat and hang it up and go towards the kitchen to grab a beer.
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I take his arm and follow him up to his room, stomach turning the whole way. What was I doing, I wondered? I had just met the guy and now I was going to his room with him. It was dangerous, but I couldnt resist such an offer. I smile and reply, I dont really drink, but thank you, wondering if he was going to get me one anyways. I supposed that I would drink it if he offered one, if for nothing more than to not seem rude. I sat on the bed and waited for his return.
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I decide to grab two drinks, opening hers for her and pouring in a small amount of a powder, and let is dissolve into her drink. Then I go back to the main area, and join her on the couch and offer her her drink, taking a sip of my own.
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I take the drink that he offers, hesitating before taking a drink of it. I didnt think that he would put anything in it, so I figured it was alright. So, I say, You live here huh? Or are you just a guest? I felt sort of weird all of a sudden as I waited for his answer, and set my drink down after taking one last gulp.
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I smile at her, and take another sip of mine, and saying, Yeah, I live here. It's ok, what about you? when she took the sip and the drug began to take effect, I pretend like I had noticed something off and ask, Are you ok?
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I tried to answer his question, but all that came out was a groan. I lay back on the bed and tried to make the room stop spinning. Home I managed to get out, as I tried to sit back up. I was feeling really funky, and I wanted to go home. It must have been the drink, I thought as I struggled into a sitting position. The alcohol must have been too much for my body to handle. I groaned again as I fel back down onto the bed.
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I go over to her and feel her forehead, and asks, What is wrong? And you need me to get you home? if so, where do you live? acting concerned as the drug took effect, looking forward to all that I had planned with and for her.
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I am relieved by his kindness, feeling that if he had drugged me or something, he wouldnt be acting like this. I tried to get out the words to tell him where I lived, but all that came out was a groan, and some indecipherable noises. Finallly, I just lay my head back down and close my eyes for a moment, thinking to rest for a bit.
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I wait for the drug to make her totally out of it and then strip her, then myself, and carry her to my room, and get on top of her, and begin to slam into her , kissing her wildly, and playing with her ass and tits.
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I felt myself being carried away, but couldnt quite figure out how. I float back into the darkness, and when I floated back, I felt something painful. Something was pushing in and out of me, and I open my eyes. He was on top of me, and I realize what was happening. Before I can do anything but moan feebly, I float back into the darkness.
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I grin ande continue rapiing and fucking her tight, wet pussy, playing with her breasts, and making her unconscious mind change, making her and her body wnat and beg for more.
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I keep floating in and out of conciousness, feeling different things each time. First I felt pain, then it changed to pleasure. I could feel my body warm up with desire as he continued to rape me. I couldnt really fight back so I decide that it would be alright to go along with it. I moaned and tried to meet his thrusts but I wasnt really capable yet, so I had to settle on just feeling him thrust into me.
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I smile hearing her moan and continue raping and fucking her, my balls slapping loudly against her ass, and I lean down, kiss her and asks, Who is your Master, baby? and whose cock do you love to have slamming into you? as I begin to play with her perfect and beautiful tits and tight ass.
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I feel his lips on mine and I manage to kiss him back somewhat. His words register in my brain and I reply in slur, you are as I moan loudly. I feel the pleasure continue to rise and I try clumsily to return his thrusts. More I slur out quietly.
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I smile, and kiss her, and slam into her even harder, roughly playing with her tits and ass, and can tell that the drug is almost totally worn off, and ask What all do you want your Master to do to and with you, then? and what are you to me? his balls slapping very loudly against her ass, and the strength of his thrusts making her tits and the bed bounce.
Thread: Frat party (personalinsanity and eragon8864)

I feel more and more aware of the situation Im in, and I feel disgusted that Im getting any pleasure out of it. I cant help it though, because the pleasure just keeps washing over me. Noo I moan, knowing that this was wrong, and that I was going to regret it later. Please, your not my master I say, starting to struggle. I was struggling against him and against the pleasure coursing through me. Get off I say louder, though still slurred.
Thread: Machine Vision [Zalvek + TakodaVega]

Orlan was a bit of an odd reject when it came to being one. He was brilliant, an absolute sterling genius easily capable of designing a way to fix the now barren Earth, or just as easily able to design deadly weapons in the world. However, he was graced with the genetic defect of being a little bit more than scrawny. Where as many of the other experiments were extremely fit and attentive, Orlan's height was noticeably less than that of any of the others. Many often considered him to be a teenager, even though almost all experiments were genetically aged to be born in their prime twenties. Sure he received the occasional kiddie remark that agitated him, but they never went too far as the entire Resistance was well aware that he would grab the nearing brain-seeking chain gun he developed and shoot them without a second thought. With this in mind, Orlan couldn't complain too much. As a mechanic for the Resistance, he spent most of his time doing repairs more than anything else. It was far too inefficient resource-wise to try and make new weapons all the time, as compared to to simply patching up the new ones. So when the neko heard about developing new mechs, the entire base could see his chocolate-brown ears twitching in anticipation. The past few weeks, all of his time was spent in the hangers, working furiously on making sure the bipedal mechanics were just right, so that they would be able to walk and even run with perfect grace. The interface for the pilot had to be tuned to every single one, and even though the other mechanics were good, this material was way over their heads and they weren't capable of understanding it. Orlan had to do all of the calibrations himself and it wasn't an easy fast process. The old mechs had just come back into the hangers, and Orlan only grunted in reply to it. Even though his ears had picked up the noise, he was wearing his mechanic's goggles which were able to pick up signs of electrical flow, analyze structural integrity, wipe away the sweat on your brow, and make you a drink all at the same time. They were large and fit over his face snugly. As he focused on his work furiously with his tongue sticking out of his mouth slightly in concentration, he finished soldering a few points in the wrist joint one of the commanding officer's mechs.
Thread: Machine Vision [Zalvek + TakodaVega]

Aw come on Naomi, chill out. Tucker's laughing voice came closer to the working mechanics, You keep those Feds dancin on their toes and it'll be smooth sailing for us through this war. Naomi kept walking though finally pulling a cigarette from her pocket and lit it behind a curled palm. While her nails looked trim and almost ladylike they were really much longer claws that remained, mostly, sheathed for the most part until something angered her completely. I could give two shits less about that. If we don't get the new mechs finished soon we'll be sitting ducks. They're getting faster than we are thanks to their new models. She took a drag, the bright ember at the end lit for a few moments before she released the smoke. However we have the advantage they don't have, Her ears perked from their relaxed position, glancing up towards the mechs being constructed still. Soon one of these would be her little baby. Unlike the others, this one was curtailed to her. Which means if someone even laid a scratch on it she was gonna kill them. We have the smartest man there is working on something so much better. She purred out softly, knowing he heard her. She had far more respect for Orlan, not just because of his weapon upgrade, or the fact the man could run circles around her about Quantum Physics and her not comprehend one iota of it. Rather for standing up for himself, in his own way. Her eyes never left his back, letting the cigarette perch on her lips. Tucker chose at that particular moment to open his big mouth, What the kitten? For a split second there was nothing but the delicate sounds of the heat touching metal in it's sparks. Tucker was about to learn the hard way his mistake. Naomi's eyes were like steel, her claws slightly extended and almost embeded into Tucker's throat. You will refrain from calling him that in front of me. Without him we would have been dead a long, long time ago. Tucker glared down at the female, a female who was roughly the same height as the mechanic. However her grip was solid, firm and unrelenting. He caved and held up his hands in surrender. Remember that he does have a name. She growled out, releasing him as Tucker rubbed his throat. Jesus Naomi, what the fuck is up with you today? She shot him a look, You. She growled out a swish of her tail the tell tale sign she had moved. I'm going to take a shower so that maybe, just maybe , I won't have to go out again on one of your almost suicide missions. The Colonies better be keeping their word about helping us with more than just the funding soon. We lost a dozen in getting to get that data. I don't want to have to double that number soon, sir . She gave him a mock salute before doing just as she said wandering off to a far off wall having the panel open into a lit hallway. Others shuffled past her, her cigarette still burning on her lips. It was definitely one of those days. The waiting for the new Mech was in her blood now and she wanted nothing more than to know which one of the beautiful creations was hers. Hopefully sooner versus later.
Thread: Machine Vision [Zalvek + TakodaVega]

Orlan could hear all of them. His ears thankfully worked well enough that he was able to at least keep track of the conversations of those around him. Soon the scent of nicotine was wafting through the air and filling his nostrils. He never liked the smell, but didn't mind it either. Enough of the other pilots smoked that he had grown accustomed to the scent and it rarely made him flinch now. However, something that did make him flinch was Naomi's comment. With a twitch of his ear, and a light flush of his cheeks which was thankful covered by his goggles, he began to tighten one of the screws on the wrist panel much faster to try and drown out the noise. Orlan wasn't sure if she was just teasing him or being serious, but it often confused and flustered him. As a bit of a genius, he didn't like either of these options. In comparison, he was used to being called a kitten. It didn't bother him much as he always knew that it was coming from some of the more ignorant and numskulled members of their rebellion. All he had to do was ignore their comments, and then be sure to put laxative-micro cells into their water later on. That usually ended well enough and kept them from daring to do it again. The end result was usually fiery and explosive in a most unpleasant way. And yet again, she came to his defense again. Orlan wasn't entirely sure why. The two of them didn't converse very often, and rarely even exchanged glances. The life of the mechanic was to be like the invisible support of the pilots, making sure every mech was tuned perfectly, with no problems or tweaks that had to be made. Most of the other pilots didn't even know the names of their partners-to-be, yet but Naomi made it a point to know most of them. Most of them appreciated it, but Orlan was just very often perplexed by it instead. He continued working through her argument with Tucker. The yelling didn't distract him much, even though he listened to all of it. Orlan was usually on top of the politics of what was going on with the Resistance, so he could understand Naomi's concern. He heard her walk off and sighed for a moment, before standing up and closing the wrist panel. This unit was just about calibrated now, and all that was left was Naomi's own unit to finish up.
Thread: Machine Vision [Zalvek + TakodaVega]

Even though Naomi had stormed out, the mechanics bay was still quiet for at least five minutes.The only sounds were Orlan moving onto the next machine and slowly unwrenching the side vernier panels. Slowly but surely people were willing to move again, and soon the bustling machines were heard and the sound of work reappeared. Orlan was already busy at work, his goggles down and his wrench at hand. As he continued to work busily, the minutes seemed to fly by fast enough. Soon all of the pilots were done dicking around and laughing and had eventually left to go to the mess hall or whatever it was that they did. It didn't concern him, so long as they were out of his work space and not safety hazards. Orlan always had a camera on them, lest they accidentally chop their fingers off with a dremel. Most of the engineering aspects of the designs were complete now. All that was left was to paint them up. Now most of the units were going to be a basic shade of green. However, a few units were offered to superior officers that would be given their own unique paint schemes. Tucker's was going to be candy apple-red, Miranda was going to get a light lavendar, and Naomi was to be given a deep royal blue. Just because the Resistance was at war, didn't mean they couldn't at least fight without a little bit of style. Many would have thought that would be the last thing that Orlan would have ever thought about, but in secret he did think it was quite valuable. As he was programming the robotic spray-painting arms and adding the last few layers of clear coating, the sirens began to ring. The familiar sound of everyone being called to the command center wrung through his ears. Thankfully, his goggles also featured a sound-eliminating feature that was quite hand. With a few clicks of the knobs at the side, he was soon free from that annoying whirring sound. He started up the painting process before leaving the hangar, the sound of busy machines behind him as he walked down the hall through the base. By the time he reached the command room, it was mostly full. Thanks to his size, he was able to wriggle through most of the other members of the Resistance until he was relatively close to the front. At least to the point where he could see the main monitor without having someone's leg in the way of his view.
Thread: Machine Vision [Zalvek + TakodaVega]

Naomi watched as she felt someone's presence near her as she glanced over her shoulder to see Orlan near by, followed close behind by Tucker. Her blue eyes drifted away from them to look at the screen. It crackled and flashed a moment before the transmission came in. Good Evening, Resistance. Came a man's voice, though he was covered in shadow in the feed. The Colonies are in your debt for gaining the data from the Ghana center. I heard you lost some of your men for that and for that we will offer you all the assistance we can afford to give you. Once the Federation finds out we are allied with each other they will be hard pressed into finding which to attack first. The sky or the Land. Naomi's lips twitched. She wasn't starting to like this. For that we will send some of our men to Homeworld with their own Mechs, and their own mechanics of course. They will be arriving at 0800. She crossed her arms as she leaned against the command console, And what exactly is to stop the Federation from just deactivating their Polarity shields on the Colonies? For all we you have Feds fucking crawling in your bases and on their payroll. She cut through the silence the others had said, though Tucker shot her a look. You'll just have to trust us, said the man again as he leaned back in his chair. To reassure you, I'm closing this transmission so the Federation cannot find your base. We will be speaking to you soon. The screen closed out, leaving Naomi with an agitated look, her tail swishing slightly behind her as she rose up from her relaxed position. Humans. She growled out softly which continued to be given looks by the others. Naomi had been in one of the harsher Facilities there was no telling how her feelings were about somethings. Except for Humans. Shaking her head she turned to go when one of the others, Miranda, grabbed her arm. Don't leave yet Naomi. I heard that Orlan put the finishing touches on the mechs, one of the other mechanics said something about also telling us who are paired our so we know who to go to when the Others get here. She could tell the 'Others' were the Space Monkeys. Sighing softly she turned back around as the screen lit back up with the mechs on the screen. Her eyes were softly surprised, the colors varied for some, but it was the royal blue one that had caught her attention. It pulled to her, even in the image. She just hoped her gut instinct wasn't wrong about this. Red screamed 'Come at me' anyway. And Night missions required stealth.