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Thread: The Tales of a Mildly Crazy Man (comments welcomed)

August 6, 2017 Hey journal, It's been a while, even though I don't think 6 days is a long time, since I've written here. Today I got to see a baby cousin that I had the fun of bringing joy to the child. I also ended something that I was a part of for a while. It was a wrestling RP forum, but after leaving, I feel a bit relieved. I honestly didn't think I was being appreciated by them. Though the head of the people was saying he saw potential in me, I didn't have fun anymore. He said that I was leaving because I was feeling sore about losing. That's not it. If I stopped having fun, I want to leave. The fun was gone, and I left. He got a bit upset with me, but I don't care right now. All I care about is that I'm apart of another group already that I'm able to have fun in, and I'm with a group of people that accept me. I know it seems like I'm just talking about this wrestling RP group, and I am because I thought I'd have fun there. Seeing how it ended, I'm glad I left. Anyway, that was recent for me so I think that's all I need to say. From the Crazy Man, Mr. E
Thread: Catwoman destroys Batman (lowblow emma and genderbender)

Enough is enough. Hes no fun anymore, just getting in the way all the time. And worst of all, he doesnt take me seriously. Just treats me like Im playing some sort of game. Well, hell learn that Im not, not any more, no way, Batman. All I need is a way to get control and then hes lost. And thats a lot easier than youd think. Why didnt anyone thing of it before? Its staring us all in the face. Hes so gullible and arrogant, hell just fall into my hands. Hello, Batman, welcome to your destruction.
Thread: Catwoman destroys Batman (lowblow emma and genderbender)

It's a risk, there's always a risk, but it's a small one. I haven't achieved what I have in my life by avoiding risks. Take this incident. It seemed just a routine sort of report, nothing significant, but I smelt trouble. So that's why I'm here in this abandoned barn on the outskirts of town. I was sure it would be one of my usual suspects and as soon as I arrived I knew which one. Catwoman. She has that distinctive smell and I caught a whiff as soon as I opened the door. It's really strong this time. Goodness knows what she's up to this time. No good, that's for sure. She's like all the rest - plenty of imagination but no sense. She'll have come up with a ridiculous plot to dominant the three back streets where she hangs out, but given no thought to me. I'm the one who's going to stop her nonsense, like I always do. But she doesn't try to avoid me. It's almost like she wants me to catch her. She's wearing so much perfume I could walk right up to where she's hiding. If she had my intelligence she'd easily find a way to overpower me, despite all this protection I have. But she doesn't. Which is why the risk of coming in here alone is so small I don't bother thinking about it any more. That scent of hers is so powerful, I can hardly breathe. As soon as I get my hands on her, I'll get some fresh air to clear my head. That's where she is. Over in that corner. I can see the glint of her leather suit. Just a quick dash and she'll be-
Thread: Catwoman destroys Batman (lowblow emma and genderbender)

It worked like a dream. I knew it would. That guy has had the hots for me for years. A girl can tell. He only had to get a hint that I was up to something and he was over here like a shot. It was obviously the way to trap him. All it needed was a bit of thought. Despite all that protective gear, he has to breathe doesnt he. And hes got this thing for me, so all I needed to do was entice him with my perfume and then he wouldnt notice the gas, not until it was too late anyway. In fact, I dont think he suspected a thing. He just made a beeline for me when I let him catch a glimpseand then he just crumpled onto the floor. I figured that if I kept my mask on while I stripped off his kit and got him attached to the chains, the air would have cleared. In fact, it took much longer than I thought to get him out of that outfit. It had to have some quick release mechanism and it did, it just took me an age to find the right places to press. And by then I needed to get my mask off to get enough air to haul him under the chains. After that it was simple enough to winch him up, leaving the soles of his feet just touching the ground. It had been so exhausting that I hadnt had a chance to get an eyeful of my prize. So I stood back gasping for air. He was pretty much what Id expected. Muscular and solid. Tree trunk thighs and barrel chest, solid six pack and bulging pecs. Great ass - I gave that a good long feel. But best of all, so wonderful, the guy is hairy. Thick black hair matted on his chest and down his belly, all the way down to the forest at his crotch. And there was my first disappointment. Id expected a super hero to be super in every department, but he wasnt. His stubby cock only just protruded beyond his hair maybe an inch or a bit more in length. And I dont know about you, but Im a bit ambivalent about foreskin. I much prefer it when a guy hasnt been cut, but there is a question of hygiene isnt there. So I peeled it back and yes, joy, perfectly clean. I could even smell the soap. All in all then, with that one small qualification, a good body. Such a pity about what was going to happen to it, but there was plenty of time to enjoy it while it lasted. And then his body shook, like he was clearing his head, and he opened his eyes. It took him an instant to take in where he was and what had happened. Then his gaze fixed on me.
Thread: Catwoman destroys Batman (lowblow emma and genderbender)

When youre in a tricky spot, you play for the advantage, however small it may be, aim to keep as much control of the situation as you can. And humour too, that can help. Well I was certainly on the back foot here, so I went for both. Hi, Catwoman, arent you a bit overdressed in the circumstances? I let me eyes drift down my body and then over hers. Being an arrogant bitch, she fell for it and stripped off. And not just in a business like, time for bed way, but she actually put on a show for me. Kicked off her heels, and did some twists and turns as she lowered the zip on her catsuit. Then just as the zip reached her navel, she turned her back on me and eased it over her shoulders. That told me the first thing Id often wondered she wasnt butt naked underneath. No, she was wearing a bra, mostly lace well her tits are small so she doesnt need any support and a dark burgundy. With her suit hanging off her waist, she stretched her arms up and did another twirl. Now that was a surprise a full matt of hair under each arm. Which left me wondering about what shes got tucked away further down. She didnt bother keeping me in suspense, because with a few wiggles the whole suit was around her ankles, leaving her in her bra and matching thong that was not up to the task of concealing the forest over her crotch. Not much of an ass, which is a pity, but right now Im not in a position to choose. She kicked the suit aside and stepped into her heels, bringing her face up to my chest again. Well, Batman, she purred, I can see you like what youre seeing. Enjoy.
Thread: Catwoman destroys Batman (lowblow emma and genderbender)

Guys are so obvious. And Batman is just a guy after all, despite all the mystique that hes created, he just wants the same as every other guy. Which is why it was no surprise that he wanted me to strip off. Which is why I came prepared in some nice new underwear. Normally I go commando, but this isnt normal. Hell get to see me butt naked, but not yet and he may not be in a position to appreciate it when he does. But thats for later. For now, Ive been using my striptease to check out his reaction. No surprise, just as I expected. That stubby little cock was stiffening as soon as he got sight of my tits, even tucked securely into my new bra. And it was growing when I wiggled my ass at him. And by the time I kicked off my leathers, he was rising to the occasion. Hes not very long, but hes thicker than I expected and that can get a guy a long way, especially as Im a rather tight fit. Yes, thatll be a nice stretch. When the time comes. But were getting ahead of ourselves. First things first and one of the first items on my agenda is to make clear just who is in control here. And there are no prizes for just who that is. Thats right, me. I fixed my eyes on his cock and said Well, Batman, I can see you like what youre seeing. Enjoy. Then I moved in, real close, so my tits were almost brushing against his chest, before gently nudging his legs aside and sliding my knee up and down his thigh. I raised my eyes to watch his face, so I could savour his pleasure until his expression suddenly changed as I smashed my knee into his balls. One swift movement, taking him completely unawares. Its a wonderful feeling when your knee crushes a guys balls. Every girl should do it at least once a day.
Thread: Catwoman destroys Batman (lowblow emma and genderbender)

Bitch Fucking bitch Oh shit, my balls are on fire, but I mustnt let her see that. Wont give her the satisfa- Ooohhh satisfaction. Its the only way she can get the better of me, the only way any woman can get the better of a real ma- Arrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh Every time I try to lift myself off her knee, she just pushes higher and harder. Bitch shes actually licking her lips Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh The pains starting to ease a- No. its back, like a knife into my belly. Shes going to pay for this. Fuck she will really pay. That pretty little pussy of hers lets see how that takes this sort of treatment. Argh shit
Thread: Catwoman destroys Batman (lowblow emma and genderbender)

Roll those little balls, roll them along my thigh, squeeze them hard into his bone. Watch this big, proud man pretend hes not noticing, that this isnt excruciating pain cutting him in half. Feel his humiliation that someone small like me can cause him this much agony. He deserves a reward for being so brave. Now what can I give him? What would he enjoy? I know, let him have a good look at my tits. Im feeling a bit hot in this bra. So I let me knee drop and watch the relief in his chest as he relaxes. Then I step back, not too far, not so far that he can feel safe. Its good to see his body tense in preparation for another attack. Turn my back, let him see me release my bra, let him watch as I turn, slowly, the straps falling over my shoulders, my hands holding my cups in place. his eyes are fixed, waiting for me to release those titties. Should I do it slowly, or should I just let the bra fall off and kick it aside, leaving the breasts bouncing? I hold the suspense, then just take my hands away, shaking a little to set those boobies swaying. His eyes follow them, left and right, up and down. Back and forth, again and again. And there, just in the bottom of my vision, his cock is rising. Now I am impressed, to recover so quickly, this guy is real tough. Tougher than I expected, but vulnerable if just the sight of my tits is having that effect on him. So, Batman, I whisper as I move closer, I see you like what you see. Lets see how you like what you feel. I throw my arms round his neck and pull myself up against his chest, pressing hard into him, pushing those pert red nipples against his hard flesh.
Thread: [ the apprentice ] [ newblood x Niksis ]

Zyra's hands remained raised in surrender, her palms at about eye-level. The circle of troopers around her with their weapons raised was enough to keep her still on her sky-scraper stilettos. She kept her back straight, shoulders squared and chin raised. Not in defiance, she was not that dumb, but her rough and tumble upbringing had taught her that there was no respect gained from cowering. Even if they gunned her down here and now, she would take it with her eyes wide open. There was definite terror in her body, but she refused to let it show blatantly. Music continued to blast over seemingly invisible speakers all around them, the intense tempo matching her heartbeat. The only faltering in her body language was her fingers, which went slack. His armor against her made him seem mountainous. She was by no means a petite woman with her substantial height and generous womanly curves, but she felt small in that moment. Suddenly the bra she wore beneath mesh - already a size too small for maximum tips - felt like a restraint on her thumping chest and ability to breathe. As he took her chin, her head tilted up and her ornate braids fell in onyx locks out of her face. Long, lashed green eyes looked up to where his should have been. Zyra could not get a read on this humanoid figure. She stared into the abyss that he seemed to be anyhow. At his unrelenting kill command, she shook her head. What? No! Before she could protest any more, all went black. Her lean body collapsed into the cold armor of a trooper and her head lolled back to waft the scent of her woodsy-spice-based perfume all around her. She even smelled like wildfire. Zyra had no idea what happened between that moment and when she woke up. When she did wake, her body was stiff and sore. Eyelids fluttered open and she groaned, a hand instinctively touching the back of her head. She wasn't bleeding, which was pleasing. The dark haired woman pushed her frame up from cold floor, steadying herself on all fours before climbing to her feet. Zyra winced, her head throbbing by seeming to be okay otherwise. Eyes began to observe her surroundings - a holding cell, maybe? Immediately, she began to prod and poke at the metal walls for any potential foundation of an escape plan.
Thread: [ the apprentice ] [ newblood x Niksis ]

I wonder why she's so important. One of the armored troopers standing guard outside of the holding cell commented to the man next to him, who in turn replied, Does it matter? We were told to bring her along, so we brought her along. It was harmless chatter amongst friends, neither of them were foolish enough to ask such a question in his presence, so idle chatter would have to suffice for now. I guess you're right. Remind me though, why are we standing guard outside of her cell, when we're on a starship, in space. Where would she run? It was a good question, even if she would somehow break out, where would she run off to? The trooper didn't manage to get a response from his friend before the robed man, Kylo Ren, walked around the corner and simply commanded, Open. He was a man of few idle words, speaking only when he had something he wished to share or tell. And his men knew this, so without a word uttered, one of the Troopers reached over and pressed a button on the wall behind him, causing the thick door to slide into the ceiling with a loud 'woosh'. Kylo Ren stepped into the cell and closed the door behind him. The large man still wearing both robe and mask with a small black metalic item hanging from his belt. Who are you? He asked, his voice still without emotion and artificial, a result of the mask he was wearing. What is your name, and where are you from? The man continued deep down he knew it really didn't matter. Her past was just that, past. What Kylo Ren cared about, what mattered to him, was her future a future he was going to shape for her. The room was cold and empty. The only piece of furniture, if you could even call it that, was the small metallic bed standing in the corner of the room. Despite the lack of features in the room, it remained brightly lit by a large fluorescent lamp mounted in the ceiling. The bright white a stark contrast to the pitch black fabric of the man who entered, and the mask he wore. Crouching slightly, Kylo placed a small metallic bowl and cup on the ground before him. Drink some water and eat some food. You'll need your strength for what's to come. He explained as he remained crouched where he was, studying his apprentice-to-be curiously.
Thread: [ the apprentice ] [ newblood x Niksis ]

The hissing of a door opening caught her attention and her head snapped around, realizing that she honestly had no idea where the door even was . Zyra straightened her back once more, willing herself to look less pale and skittish than she felt. Eyes snapped to the floor, first seeing booted feet before drifting upward and once again observing the otherworldly mask that she had a sense would haunt her dreams for the rest of her life. The room seemed to become colder, though she was certain it was blood draining from her face and extremities out of fear. With her back straight, she forced her shoulders square and held her chin high. She tried to take up as much space as she could - ideally as much space as he took up. He filled the entire room with an intimidating, terrible and electric presence. Something in her chest fluttered violently, a storm passing through her. Her stomach danced, her intuition screaming at her to surrender. Zyra winced, the sudden confusion in her body dominating her for a brief moment. When his mechanical voice touched her ears, her dark brows pulled together and she studied what she could of him. It was impossible to get a read, she could only measure him by his body language - which seemed under ethereal control. She thought she had seen stoic men in the bar that she had worked at, but it seemed that this man was made of stone . Zyra Th'lea. Coruscant. The dark haired woman declared, her words clipped because she didn't feel that this was the time or the place to go into her life story. Zyra's eyelashes fluttered, recalling the bar back home. Had her friends and colleagues really been slaughtered? Eyes stung with the threat of tears, looking down at the food. She wanted to ask, but she didn't want to know. She recoiled at the mention of needing strength, looking down at him as he crouched with his offering of food. Zyra's head shook, confused. Why? She asked, her tone more urgent and less controlled than she had intended on. Why me? Am I a prisoner? I'm just a dancer, you might have the wrong person, Zyra reasoned lamely, motioning her arm to gesture toward the cold, unfriendly room that she was currently being held in. She recalled her crushing the blasters with her mind, instances of strange occurrences before that. She had an inkling, but it seemed too much bigger than her to comprehend. What do you want from me?
Thread: [ the apprentice ] [ newblood x Niksis ]

Beneath the mask, an amused smile tugged at Kylo's lips while hidden eyes wandering across the revealed form of the woman before him. Silence once more filled the room as let her question hang in the air for a second or two. Eventually, the man rose from his crouched stance once more and spoke I want you to join me, Zyra. he paused, allowing the statement to dig deep. And while it did, he reached back and pressed a hidden button on his helmet with a muffled hiss, the mask opened, revealing the face behind. A clean shaven, angular face was revealed, marred by a deep angular gash going from eye to cheek. Instead of a black void, a pair of deep brown eyes traveled and eventually locked with her emerald greens. And once the helmet was removed completely, his thick black hair was revealed. The amused smile had been replaced by a steel determination as he continued You feel it, don't you? A stirring deep inside of you. You see things, hear things. Dj vu, you see things before they happen. He was without a doubt referring to her sensitivity towards the Force. Walking over towards his 'guest', Kylo reached out with a gloved hand and placed it under her chin as his eyes remained locked with hers. I will train you in the ways of the Force. I will teach you how to control the fire within, how to turn it against your enemies. At that, he forced his will upon her mind. Pressing his subconsciousness deep into her own to allow her a glimpse at what's around them, to see with 'The Force'. A brief glimpse at what the future would look like if she accepted, what she would look like should she embrace his teachings. Kylo Ren allowed the connection to remain for a few seconds before severing it once more and turned to leave the room. Come, Zyra Th'Lea. The Sith commanded as he walked out of the holding cell and down the brightly lit corridor of his flagship. He had seen the creature slumbering inside of her, ready to surface. All he had to do, was figure out what would awaken it. Was it pain? Fear? Maybe it was pleasure? He had sensed her unleashing her powers previously and had he been present when it happened, he might have known what triggered it, all he could at this point was poke and prod.
Thread: [ the apprentice ] [ newblood x Niksis ]

Uncomfortable silences made Zyra nervous. Uncomfortable silences in the presence of the notoriously unpredictable Commander of the First Order made her even more on edge. Even in the underbelly of society where she had settled in, his ferocity was notorious. Zyra had an inkling of what he was capable of - she could feel it. There was a sense of danger all around him that was terrifying. His presence was also captivating, which she was not yet willing to admit to herself. As he stood from his crouching, she took an instinctive step back. The sound of her black glossy heels broke the silence between them. As he prepared to remove his helmet, she tilted her head half away. Zyra expected a madman, a monster, a horrible being who used the intimidation of robes and armor and masks to compensate for something repulsive. The second that he revealed himself to her, an overwhelming sense of confusion overcame her. Zyra's full plush lips parted, wordless. A brow arched, emerald green eyes examining the rest of him with strange curiosity. When his dark eyes locked with hers, she nearly felt winded. He named what she felt in that moment - a stirring deep inside of her. Her eyes lowered, realizing she had been staring. Her head gave a series of subtle nods, defeated. Her eyes remained reluctant even as he tilted her head upward, but the draw was too irresistible. Slowly, her sparkling green eyes lifted - first she observed his lips, and then his scar, and then his dark eyes. His eyes reminded her of the night sky. As he gave his terms - to teach her to control the fire within her - and pushed into her mind, Zyra's body trembled with the overwhelming sensations. She saw and felt glimpses of amazing things that she couldn't clearly define. As the shared vision settled within her bones, Zyra's full lips parted and she reached up to grip the wrist of his hand which supported her chin. Her chest heaved, eyelashes fluttered, a single tear creating a tiny river over her high set cheekbone in response to how overwhelming it was. When he stopped showing her what he needed to see, she let go of a breath that she hadn't realized she had been holding. Zyra's hand shook as it reached up to remove a tendril of hair from her re-focused eyes. She was stunned as he turned and walked away, her fingers wiggling at her sides as though she was trying to tap into a fraction of what he had just shown her. As he told her to come, she nodded. Okay. Yes. Okay, sure. Zyra stammered, uncertain whether she was still terrified of him or if she was allured. She followed behind him, walking quickly and quietly. The leather of her pants and clicking of her heels were the only sound she made. Wide, intelligent eyes observed the ship all around her. It was so sterile and state of the art, exactly as she had imagined the inner workings of The First Order to be. If I joined you, what exactly will you be needing from me? Zyra asked as they walked, unsure of where they were going. When you came for me, I destroyed your men's weapons with my fury. What else am I capable of? What are you capable of?