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Thread: Shredded Earth (Group RP - Currently Dameon/2AM_Club/Kayito-san)

A second passed. Then two. No bullets were ripping her body apart. She slowly lowered her arms to rest at her side. No sense in continuing to look foolish. Shed made it abundantly clear that she was harmless. She shrugged as she watched him elevate himself above her. She wondered if he knew how much his body language was portraying his need for power to loom over her and assume control. Just a couple hours. Thats all. She sighed loudly at his comment to illustrate her slight annoyance. If youre talking directly me talk directly to me . What was that? I couldnt catch that. Youll have to speak up. She spread her arms to motion to the open space around them and pretended to look around. You see anybody else? She used her head to gesture to the data pad he was holding. That telling you that anybody else is around? She paused, considering her statement. Then again, maybe that isnt all that reliable. Seeing as how you thought you could drink me and whatnot. Howd the fuck he know about my knife? Psy struggled to come up with a response when her attention was directed elsewhere. It had been a while since she had expressed the deafening noise and blinding flash. I wish I had more than just this knife, she hissed. She took a deep breath, unable to hide how startled she was. I have a feeling that was just a warning and that we wont be getting another, she said, turning around and looking off into the distance. Something or somebody was out there. But how far away and would it be content staying there? She looked back at him over her shoulder. Well, I sure would love to keep on and chit chat, but it looks like I best be moving on. Sorry about that whole water mix-up. Like I said, she turned back to the direction the flash came from, I think water is that way. But I don't think you'd be welcomed that way. It was actually the direction Psy was heading, but she was less inclined to go there now. Her previous wanderings at least had some direction, but she'd pick up the aimless kind if it kept her alive. Squinting, she continued talking. You could always take one for the team and see what the deal is up there. If you don't come back I can just take care of your ship. I'm a nice gal like that. Psy still couldn't see the source of the warning, although she seriously didn't expect to. While we ponder our options, I think it's best if we move out of the damn open, she said making her way back to where she was previously hidden.
Thread: Shredded Earth (Group RP - Currently Dameon/2AM_Club/Kayito-san)

He could feel his teeth grinding at the conversation he was having with this woman, although not as badly as it had when he was talking to some of the stuck up 'upper class' folks from back home. Suddenly, all the reasons he'd spent so much time out on his own came flooding back. She was self serving, snarky, opinionated, sarcastic and oozed back stabber. He'd probably be better off just shooting her now and going home, but... He'd managed to weasel it out of her that she'd not come armed with any projectile weapons. He had a good hunch that she wasn't wielding a gun, or else her signal for liquids or energy would have pinged off at a much higher rating, the knife crack was just a guess, since he figured no one was stupid enough to be out this far without a vehicle with at least some form of weaponry. Although a knife against the predators around here might as well be a tooth pick. But if your plan was to run and hide, not lugging around anything that'd give you a stronger 'scent' was probably the best strategy, and she didn't look like much of a fighter. But...he'd been wrong about more sure things before. His chest heaved in a deep sigh as she started to move off for cover, for all the good it would do them. He, on the other hand, was more concerned about his ship. If it stayed out in the open, there was a good chance that it'd be the first victim of this possible, and an even better chance that she might try to steal it at the first possible chance. Rolling his thumb over the data pad, he accessed the ship's remote interface and the engines rumbled to life. It began to break ground with the pressure of it's engines as it hovered low above the surface, and then began to rise, moving straight up until it was several yards in the air and broke off at a cruising speed. He set the data pad on a small clasp mounted to the handle of his shot gun and flicked it back to the motion detector before following the mysterious, nameless female. The ship blipped across the screen as it pulled away, and the perimeter of the area began to waver, the motion detector having a hard time picking out the difference between waves of dust and what could be a swarm of predators. Why was he sitting here, waiting? Well, there was a good reason, and he might never have a chance like this again. It was a decent sized clearing, It wasn't every day you had a nice, unarmed piece of bait just fall into your lap.
Thread: Shredded Earth (Group RP - Currently Dameon/2AM_Club/Kayito-san)

He could hear one of the alarms beeping violently. Intuition told him that whichever it was, it was bad news. He peered through the scope again. It seemed like they'd reached a cease-fire. The unarmed figure disappeared into a mess of concrete rubble, the other was either not moving very fast or not moving at all. Moss lowered his rifle. The alarm was still beeping. He clambered back into the truck, stepping over the sheet metal and canisters of rifle ammunition. Closing the doors behind him, he stepped into the hole in the floor and slid down the ladder. The same clock from before was beeping still. 8888 -438 UA8 it read. Moss looked at the clock in horror. Was there a third person he had missed? The aircraft was coming towards his position. The clock confirmed 8888 -419 UA8 Moss winced at his own anxieties. The airborne vehicle was traveling very quickly. The bridge was built thick 4 meters of concrete and tarmac below, 3 meters above, 1 meter thick on each side. It had always been enough to mask him from the Xenos, but he had no way of telling how resolute the approaching vehicle's detection systems were. The Biped was armed with a plethora of Electronic Counter-Measures, but the bridge evidently was not. Moss paced. If the aircraft was traveling in his direction, it would reach him in less than 4 minutes. He scaled the ladder and pulled the cover over the manhole, then returned to the floor and ran over to the biped. He jumped into the cockpit and ejected the data feed. The wall of clocks beeped momentarily and then went blank. He descended into the pilot bay and sealed the hatch. He pressed a button on the roof and the compartment was lit with a green light. Leo, deploy radar jamming and all non-mobile ECMs. The cabin's lighting dimmed and two screens popped up in front of him. Unidentified Aircraft Local Airspace appeared on one screen, and on the other, Outfits Detected Weapon Systems AtS, AtA, DigitalAnalog ECM, ! Multiple Unknown Outfits. Mobility Systems ! Multiple Unknown Outfits. These were the most poorly-stacked odds Moss had ever been subjected to. The approaching craft was very new, exceptionally well-armed and should Moss' position be detected, it would be absolute hell taking it on head-to-head. Most, if not all, of his armaments were dependant on high stability, which meant he would have to stop moving if he wanted a clear shot. Not to mention that Leo hadn't moved in a year. Moss cursed when the close-quarters radar appeared onscreen. It was within three kilometres now. Moss eyed the radar closely, as the aircraft's movement would tell him whether he had been detected and whether he would have to act.
Thread: Shredded Earth (Group RP - Currently Dameon/2AM_Club/Kayito-san)

The syringe was already half full with a lime green liquid. Psy remembered that much as her fingers grazed the plastic tube in her pant's pocket. It was filled with phorlunaphyl. More commonly know on the street as 4D. The drug was a powerful sedative. Rumors abounded that the 4D meant that a full dosage whatever that even meant had the strength to knock out a Xeno for four full days. Psy didn't believe that at all. Who the hell was running around drugging Xenos and then waiting for them to wake up and measuring that time-frame? More generally the sedative was marketed on the fact that high enough amounts could have a person out for days. Half of the amount she had left would do the trick. Just get her visitor out long enough to rummage through his pockets, figure out how to work his ship and get the hell out of Dodge. She wasn't out to kill the guy and besides, using that much of the 4D would leave her SOL the next time she needed it. It wasn't that she didn't have more, but she couldn't ask whoever was threatening to her kindly wait while she searched through her bag for the full vial and filled the syringe again. She needed to always have some at the ready. It might not have been as cool as a weapon, but it got the job done. A girl like her had to be resourceful. How else had she managed to say alive that long? It was an easy trick - ask about a mysterious sound that didn't exist. The second the person turned around, jab the needle into their neck. Her plan depended on his curiosity, but she had the element of surprise on her side. Or so she thought. Trouble was there actually was a sound. Whatever it was, she couldn't quite make it out. Maybe it was beeping? Whirring? The sounded faded and although she strained her ears to pick it up again, it was gone. It couldn't have been his ship, right? She'd heard the engine rev up, but that had been it. I cannot be hearing things! You hear that? The hell is that? she asked, making sure to keep her back against the remnants of the wall so she could see anything or anybody in front of her. She wouldn't fall for a ploy she'd been planning to execute. Are you doing that? Is that coming from you? She wasn't exactly hip on the newest technologies - maybe she'd just heard him press a button or start up a program. That was best case scenario. Worse case scenario? Well she would need a lot more than some 4D in her pocket.
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

Ryan Morris Age 31 Ethnicity White Height 5' 11 Weight 195 lbs. Hair Brown Eyes Hazel Body Type Athletic. Ryan would be an all around happy person, if it wasn't for his job, and his boss. Well, his job wasn't that bad. But his boss had him running errands for her, instead of doing work that needed to be done. He'd spent years in the office, it wasn't his job to be this woman's personal servant, but he had no other choice. He mumbled quietly to finish his regular work before the workday ended, and get out of the office without that bitch catching him...
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

Alana Larner Age 28 Ethnicity White Height 54 Weight 115 lbs. Hair Blonde Eyes Ice blue Body Type Althletic but soft. Alana had been having a horrible time lately and it seemed like the only way to blow off the steam was to take it out on Ryan Morris. From the start she knew that he hadn't cared for her much, and she just returned his feelings. It was late and everyone had already left except for the two of them, she was still working on a report and she just liked to keep Ryan there just because. Knowing that he would be trying to leave soon she went to his area. Where do you think that you're going? she asked raising an eyebrow at him.
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

Ryan was wearing a blue shirt, black slacks and black loafers. He looked at his watch and couldn't believe how late it wast. He started to gather his things up and his heart sank as he heard his bosses voice from behind him. He stood up and looked at her, Well, I was planning on going home...
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

Alana was wearing a pencil striped suit, the skirt stoped well before her knee's and her top was unbottoned a little but not much showed and she wore stockings underneath. You have to stay here and help me finish, she said taking a step towards him. Besides, I haven't given you permission to leave, she said with a smirk.
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

Ryan took a deep breath. He so badly wanted to rip her clothes off and fuck her right there. But, instead he just followed her into her office. Fine... What do you want me to do? He hoped this wouldn't take long he really wanted to go home and get some sleep. He had to stay late every night this week and he was really looking forward to the weekend.
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

I need you to finish up this report for me, and then go and order me some food for tonight, you know what I like, she said shoving a folder out in his direction holding it in her hand while leaning against her desk. Then you can go throug hand shred a pile of papers that I need to get rid of, she added quickly. It seemed like he wouldn't be going home anytime soon.
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

That was the straw that broke the camel's back... Fuck you, Alana... He walked up to her and grabbed her, You have treated me like shit for the last time... It's time someone put you in your place. he pulled her around the desk and sat down in her chair. The he pulled her across his lap and started to raise her skirt.
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

Alana was surprised by his sudden out burst stunned at first, she couldn't believe that he had talked to her like that. Before she could give him a piece of her mind she felt him grab her and she let out a scream, Let go of me, she growled strugglingto get away from him. Once he pulled her onto his lap she tried even harder to get away, Stop! What are you doing? she shrieked wrestling against him trying to push his hands away.
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

Soon her skirt was up around her waist then he took hold of her panties and pulled them down her legs, until they reached her feet. You need to be taught a lesson, Alana. Then he started to spank her. He spanked her as hard as he could.
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

Alana was so confused, 'Why is he doing this to me?' she thought to herself as she struggled while he pulled away her thong. Then suddenly he hit her, Stop! she screamed as it stung with pain, but he kept the spankings up and soon her ass cheeks were a bright red. Tears sprung from her eyes and she bit her lip to keep from sobbing.
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

Ryan continued to spank her ass for a few more minutes then he stood her up. Then he reached into his pants and took out his dick. Then he bent her over the desk and started to fuck her, Oh yeah, You are all mine now Alana.
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

For someone her age Alana's pussy was still very tight, she let out a scream as he entered her when she wasn't wet enough. Stop, please, she cried still wondering why he was doing this to her.
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

No way, said Ryan as he fucked her tight dry pussy, You are mine now... he said as he took hold of her blouse and ripped it open, As of how you belong to me you will do whatever I say when ever I want it.
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

Alana shook her head not wanting to listen to his words, I'm not yours! she shouted her eyes full of anger. I will never be, you are a pyscho, she screamed, dry sex was nothing that she never wanted to experience, but she gradually began to feel some wetness.
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

Ryan pushed her bra up and started to pull and twist her nipples, lightly. Oh yes you will... I know things about you Alana. Things I'm sure you would never want to get out... He then started fucking her as hard as he could... Sure, I might go to jail for raping you... But, if you send me to jail, I'll tell the police the things I know about you... I'm sure they would be very interested in what I have to say. Do you want to take that risk?
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

Alana let out a grunt as he started to fuck her harder, 'I can't believe this,' she thought to herself as she held herself up on the desk not wanting to run into it. Hearing what he said next just made her think quietly, What kind of stuff do you know? she managed.
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

Ryan smiled, You would be surprised, my dear... I know you've been stalling money from the company. I've been reading the papers you've had me shred. I must say I was very impressed. Unless they really looked into it, no one would ever find your embezzlement. Ryan could feel the cum building in his dick, Unless you agree to my terms, I will expose you...
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

Alana let out a groan, it was her fault that she hadn't been more careful. Though she hadn't expected for Ryan to read through the papers, Damn it, she grumbled before letting out a cry, What terms? To be your slave? she spat.
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

Ryan laughed, oh my dear Alana, it's so much more than that... First, you are going to make me your assistant. But, that will just be a cover because, I will be doing your job and you will be my assistant. Second, You'll turn over control of all of your assets to me, including any future wages. and Third, you will be come my slave. I will have complete control over your life. Ryan could feel the cum building in his dick, So what do you say?
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

Alana listened to his demands and felt that he was out of line, he didn't need all of those things but yet he still wanted him. I really have no choice, she spat in her own way agreeing to his wishes.
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

Ryan smiled, Wonderful... Get Ready Alana for your first load of cum... then he shot his load deep into her pussy. mmm Yeah... he moaned as he filled her with his seed.
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

Alana was about to protest, Stop! she yelled but it was alreawdy too late, finally she just let her body collapse having enough of what he was doing to her. I could get pregnant, she whimpered.
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

That would be find with me, said Ryan, I'd love to be a father... Ryan then finished and pulled his pants up, OK, Alana... Get yourself fixed up as best you can. You are driving me to my new home... Our home...
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

Alana's eyes widened at his comment, 'I can't get pregnant, not by him,' she thought before fixing herself the best she could. The thing she wanted the most at the moment was a nice shower, but listening to his demand she knew that actually that thing would be to cry. Okay, she said hoarsly before running a hand through her hair and then beginning to walk out the room, Lets go.
Thread: Hostile Takeover (Ryanmo97 x LoveAlive)

Ryan smiled as the walked out of the office. He smiled as he looked at her car, Very nice... I could get use to driving this. He got in the passenger's seat. It's a good thing today's Friday. This is going to be a weekend neither of us is going to forget...
Thread: Ideas please

Hey I do more conteporary type art althougth I have done some random fan Adventure Time fan art and things in that area but im blank on ideas so if anybody wants to trough some stuff at me? Favorite music, places to hang out, emotions or maybe just objects you like anything helps oh and heres my site and deviant if you wanna check it out
Thread: Ideas please

I'm a music person, but I have deep appreciation for art, so I'll give it a stab at hopefully giving you ideas..... uhhh.... things I like I suppose is where I'll pull from deeply intense love snow pumpkin pie strawberries soft flannel plush throw blankets peppermint ocean thunderstorms caresses kisses the sound of a cello the male voice laughter Ok.... that's a lot. I'll stop now. XD
Thread: Ideas please

darkangel76 said I'm a music person, but I have deep appreciation for art, so I'll give it a stab at hopefully giving you ideas..... uhhh.... things I like I suppose is where I'll pull from deeply intense love snow pumpkin pie strawberries soft flannel plush throw blankets peppermint ocean thunderstorms caresses kisses the sound of a cello the male voice laughter Ok.... that's a lot. I'll stop now. XD Click to expand... Thanks a came out with a pretty cool pic off that idea.
Thread: Ideas please

My stuff inspired? Sweet! Which one??? XD
Thread: Ideas please

darkangel76 said My stuff inspired? Sweet! Which one??? XD Click to expand... I put it up on my site its in my gallery after my Alice cover. Its called Your Man. The way you were talking about deep kiss and love and deep voice I thought to work on this pic I took at a musem of a viking in action model and looks slightly cooler then it sounds.
Thread: Ideas please

Beefcake said darkangel76 said My stuff inspired? Sweet! Which one??? XD Click to expand... I put it up on my site its in my gallery after my Alice cover. Its called Your Man. The way you were talking about deep kiss and love and deep voice I thought to work on this pic I took at a musem of a viking in action model and looks slightly cooler then it sounds. Click to expand... Ooooh! Nice!
Thread: Prince of Slaves - The_Fifth Master & Rawr Kitten

Please, your Highness, King Filip pleaded, I need to know you understood, and that the implications will be met as they are requested. My son, after tonight's feast, will be taken from this place. And for a period, no less than 18 months, will be enslaved. To learn what he must, live as the other half lives, and suffer as they might have to. He had laid it all out, the contract gilted such a beautiful document for such a devious purpose. I don't have much time the Prince approaches...
Thread: Prince of Slaves - The_Fifth Master & Rawr Kitten

All has been arranged Filip, The Makish King told the ruler of land then turned in that direction as the Prince came forth. Indeed plans had been laid out. Among the King's Lords there had been some additional requests. It appealed to both Makish's sense of honor and to the situation. He need only wait for the night and some of those in the Keep would even see to it that the bundle was kept quiet as it left the gates.
Thread: Prince of Slaves - The_Fifth Master & Rawr Kitten

Prince Kalfor strode out, all pomp, circumstance and completely looming. He cut a fine figure, even if he said so himself which, truth be told, was often, and he commanded a presence amongst the people. As long as he kept his mouth shut. He felt formidable, but lacked any of the other characteristics that might give him the ability to rule with both compassion and objectivity, and a better understanding of his people. But if you asked him, he would point to the swooning women, the well-polished armour, and puff himself up. His look was striking, and he had perfected that tilt of his head meant to impress. He knew all of his best features and played them up for the biggest advantages. Besides, he rarely went anywhere without his friends, armed guards that he had grown up with. Mind you, he was a pompous ass. And they really couldn't stand him. But he was the next King. And they were partial to their own status in the Kingdom rather than their personal choice of who they needed to call a friend. In truth, he would have been sold out by them in a heartbeat, and apparently, they had done just that. Great pains were taken for his feelings of self-indulgent arrogance it was his ball, in his honour, for his exploits on the field. And as he sat on the dais in a deep, rich royal blue velvet surcoat, he toasted himself, and laughed with a warm, deep resonance. The courses were plentiful, and befitting his station the wenches were wanting and ready for him as well, one stationing herself beneath the table. He was eating dinner. She was having her first course. So he was distracted, happily so, and he closed his eyes, feigning sleep as she sucked him deep in her throat. While the guests milled around, congratulating Kalfor with polite tones and sneering faces, he was nodding in time with her mouth and rocked his cock into her further. All distractions. And he took another sip of wine.