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Thread: Of Ghosts and Ghouls (Winged Fae and R[D])

As she fell forward, she put out a hand and tossed her weight over the focal point her palm made on the ground, causing her to flip over and land on her feet, skidding to a stop. She looked up, her hand still on the ground. She had gotten into the hive easy enough, but getting out would be ten times harder. She pulled out two more mini-bombs between her fingers, tossing them to a far off wall, causing them to explode on contact. A hole was made, leading to another hall and she easily ran into it, the wall 'healing' over as she passed through it. This bitch just won't quit, will she? She questioned out loud. She then started to dash through this hall, paying attention more to her surrounding now as she did to avoid another unwanted trip. It was like a labyrinth, twisting and turning, but the worse part was it kept changing on her, so she couldn't form a map of any sort. She soon stopped and looked around, watching the 'building' shape and morph around her. I guess it is inevitable. I have to try and find some other way out of here. She thought. She knew running from the queen right now was useless, she had found out about her and seeing those tendrils from her back pierced into the flesh of this thing, she would always know and would continue to adapt the hive to prevent Faeren from leaving. Faeren sighed, seeing no other option for now. She looked at the fold-out blade and tossed it to the ground, the ooze still crawling on her body, not as much as before, but none-the-less it was still on her body. She let out a sigh, knowing the General would not be proud of her doing this, but she needed to get the intel back to him anyway possible. She could resist any torment the Queen would put her through, having been mentally trained for such things, but that was the normal torture she was trained for...
Thread: Of Ghosts and Ghouls (Winged Fae and R[D])

As she tossed the stuff away, the limbs came and swept them away. Part of the hive opened for her, and of course, she was back at where she began, right in front of the Queen's chambers. The Queen was chuckling at the effort, and even clapped a little. Very good, Ghost. All those acrobatics and tricks... And you've managed to get... Oh... Three feet further away from me than you started. She laughed, a sinister, echoing laugh that bounded off the living walls of the Hive. Now come forward, my pet. Kneel before me. The Queen uncrossed, then recrossed her legs in the opposite order, leaning back and becoming more comfortable. I'm glad you realized how useless you escape was. All you really did was cause some minor damage to the hive. It'll heal rather quickly. A single Ghost can't possibly take this place down. You know that. Of course... You're not getting home either. I'd never dream of letting you report to your commander.
Thread: Of Ghosts and Ghouls (Winged Fae and R[D])

Don't make my mistake. Underestimating your enemy is a very bad idea, especially in this time and day. She said with a smirk on her face. I caught you off guard once, I can do it again. She added on. And just because I gave up the attempt of running now, doesn't mean I'm your pet. It'll take much more than this to even get me to think of being one to a bitch like you. She said, using cuss words almost like a sailor. You may have gotten a hold of me now, but I assure you, I will get free eventually. She stated, her smirk still evident. She stood solid, unfazed, unmoving, and determined more than ever. She didn't move close to the Queen, and didn't inform her of anything she thought of the being in front of her, or of her self for that matter. She would stay defiant as much as she could, for as long as she could. She looked down at her wrist that she held up, looking at a wrist bracer that was shut off. You know, it was a bad move to shut this off. It was transmitting my position, so unless you move this hive of yours, you will have an army of soldiers, tanks, and aircraft coming down on your door step now. She informed with a grin on her face.
Thread: Of Ghosts and Ghouls (Winged Fae and R[D])

As if they didn't know we were here already. She smirked. This was your base once... With a laugh, she knew that the Terrans would be having issues with the Ultralisk minefield around the base, and the massive swarm of flying Zerg that were posted out and about to attack in all directions. Yes, it'd be a bloody battle for both sides. But the Zerg would be able to lose, far, far more than the Terrans. The Hive closed off the one escape the Ghost had, and limbs picked the Terran up and into the air, keeping her arms out to the side as they brought her ever closer to the Queen. So fiesty. She simply stayed back in the throne as the limbs began to tear at the armor, looking for the weakest spots to rip off first. I think I'll get to have my fun after all. I do love hearing those Terran screams.
Thread: Of Ghosts and Ghouls (Winged Fae and R[D])

She didn't fight back when the limbs grabbed her. She simply looked at the Queen when she spoke out. She had a dull look for the most part, until pieces of her armor started to be peeled off. What the fuck is she doing?! Faeren thought as a surprised look appeared on her face. What the fuck are you doing, bitch?! She blared out, attempting to stop the tendrils from ripping any more armor off her. She then tried to reach the secret pouch in her other sleeve, trying to get a flash bomb out this time if she could.
Thread: Of Ghosts and Ghouls (Winged Fae and R[D])

The elbow joints started cracking first, and she could hear the stress on the rest of the suit. What do you think I'm doing? You Terrans are tin cans. To get to the worthwhile part, you need to open them up... She licked her lips suggestively, with a long, black tongue with a pointed tip. Though it was hard to tell if it was suggestive of eating or raping. Could be either way really. She was a Zerg. The arms cracked open and the Ghost would be left bare-armed as that tanned flesh was exposed. The left boot came next. She could hear the metal screeching for mercy. As the pieses just got thrown about, the Terran was pulled tighter into a spread-out form, presented for the Queen's pleasure. Unlike us, you Terrans have no real shell to protect you. Endoskeletons. They make you all the more easy to play with... And break.
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She knew this Zerg was either aimed at ripping her to pieces and eating her, or feeding her to the other Zerg, or she was going to rape her. If it was the latter, she would gladly let the creature rip her apart, but if not then she would have to fight it off as best she could, or kill her self. She had just barely grabbed a flash grenade just before the armor got out of reach. She shut her eyes tight and hit the button, chucking it at the Queen. She was attempting to blind the Queen, to stale and grab her blade, if it was still in the room. If she couldn't run from her, she would kill her instead.
Thread: Of Ghosts and Ghouls (Winged Fae and R[D])

The Queen crossed her arms as the device dropped. The flash went off. Without a word, all that could be heard was rustling and struggling. As the flash faded away, the Ghost would still be held, all the tighter now, with two limbs holding each one of hers, while even more shredded away the rest of the armor, leaving her in the tight undersuit meant to protect her from the metal suit, and support her vital points. Parts of the undersuit were torn a little though, from where the suit had shredded off and snagged a little of the skin-tight suit. The Queen was indeed blinded by the grenade. Temporarily. But the Zerg had assimilated many species, and not half of them relied on sight so heavily as humans. The Queen relied mostly on feel. And she could feel every struggle against the limbs that bound the Ghost. You done? She stepped up to the Ghost and brought her palm square across the woman's cheek, hard and fast. The sound of the slap could have echoed through the whole hive.
Thread: Of Ghosts and Ghouls (Winged Fae and R[D])

When she heard the bomb explode she would start to struggle at the tendrils, but to no avail. As she did she felt more grab her instead, and would grip her tighter. She opened her eyes, knowing the time of the lighting was over but the effects of the flash would still be on those who had seen it. She saw that the queen was unfazed by it and that even more tendrils had a hold on her. She was now down to the over-skin, a tight suit meant to protect her body from the armor, though a Ghost's armor was much smaller than a Marian's, it would still need an over-skin for protection. She watched as the Queen walked up to her and didn't change her look when she was slapped. She looked directly at the Queen and spat at her face, being disgusted by the creature in front of her. Why don't you let me down and fight me straight on. I'll show you who's better adapted. She threatened, her hands in tight fists now.
Thread: Of Ghosts and Ghouls (Winged Fae and R[D])

My pet... I wouldn't need to break a sweat to beat you as you are now. Weak... Fleshy humans... She trailed a single finger down the Terran's throat, hooking the finger under the edge of the over-skin and snapping the neck lightly back into the Ghost's neck. I'm sure you've heard of those occasionally tortured Terrans coming back to base, never the same again... You'll get to join them. She smirked as she walked a small circle around the captive. But how to do it is the question. Straight abuse won't work. You're too well trained. I can't really invade your mind either. Both would be pointless on a Ghost. I remember them well. I do know one way that the Terran's can't guard you against though... You know what it is, right? She smirked and started to laugh.
Thread: Of Ghosts and Ghouls (Winged Fae and R[D])

Faeren struggled at her bindings once more, tugging with one arm as hard as she could but still no sign of release. She just looked at the Queen as she trailed a 'finger' along her neck. She slightly winced when the over-skin snapped back to her skin. She then started to think about something, most Terrian who became infested were mindless beings doing what ever to serve the Overminds and the Queen of Blades her self, but Ghosts had a stronger mentality and some believed that was why Kerrigan became what she was now. You were a Ghost before. Faeren stated aloud. She was starting to try and figure out where this Queen was heading and couldn't really figure out anything. Most torture scenarios Faeren had been through she could pass by with out giving out any information. She then looked at her armor on the ground and recognized how the Queen was acting. No! She isn't...is she? Well...she is more animal-like in attitudes, and don't hold many of the human morals in her mind anymore. Son of a bitch... She thought, catching the conclusion of what the Queen was thinking of. You really are the daughter of bitches, aren't you? She questioned, just sitting back in the grasps.
Thread: Of Ghosts and Ghouls (Winged Fae and R[D])

I am Zerg now. I have been assimilated to the superior race. One of the limbs came up and pressed at the Terran's neck, the tip threatening to push right in. Instead, it slowly began to descend down her throat. It was a bladed arm, so if the Terran wasn't careful, she'd be cut. There was also a little overskin that would be getting in the way. Oh well. Terrans had money to replace things. And you will be too. She smirked as the tip of the limb started to tug on the edge of the overskin, starting to bunch up the material as it resisted such a slow cut. A small snapping noise was heard when the material finally bunched up too much and was cut by the pressure of the blade, allowing the limb to continue to slide down her body unopposed. Willing or not.
Thread: Of Ghosts and Ghouls (Winged Fae and R[D])

Faeren froze stiff when the blade pressed to her neck. She eyed it was it went down her neck. She wouldn't move, avoiding getting cut by the sharp appendage. She moved her eyes to look at the Queen as she spoke. Ta hell I'll be a Zerg! She thought. She looked back to the appendage as it removed her over-skin. What the hell can I do now! If I move that appendage will cut into me, and that won't get me very far if that happens. She thought, time running fast for her now. She looked at the pile of her armor, seeing her boots and things. Her body was less encumbered now, so her speed should be up but her strength was shortened and she didn't have any weapons or anything. She was slowly loosing openings to do anything, and faster was the approach of her enemy on her. I'm fucked! And by what this bitch wants and is doing, it is most likely literally! She thought, her over-skin now practically off her body. She then tried to find some way to keep most of her body covered the best she could, with as little movement as possible while the appendage was still in close proximity of her body.
Thread: Of Ghosts and Ghouls (Winged Fae and R[D])

The overskin was split open over and excruciatingly long period of time, while the Queen licked her lips gently. I need to get to know the abilities of the next assimilated being... I need your very essence, dear... She smirked and ripped off the rest of the overskin, leaving the woman stark naked in her sight. And it's such a lovely body. Beautifully toned, perfect proportions all over. Though your legs are longer than normal. Lovely. Lovely. Lovely. Her hand began to glide over the body, knowing the girl wouldn't escape now by far. She was going to take her time, and make sweet, sweet assimilation to this one. Unless she started to show signs of needing it much more... Intensely.
Thread: Of Ghosts and Ghouls (Winged Fae and R[D])

Fuck you bitch! Faeren blared out, trying to cross her legs to cover her lower sex, her hands trying to cover her breasts. She felt embarrassed now, trying to hide her naked body from the other women. This Queen truly was inhuman now, what ever was left of her human side was only lust and need, nothing else. She grunted, trying to hide her exposed body as best she could. I can't believe she is trying to rape me! She thought as she continued to tug at the bindings. Just kill me already you fucking whore! She called out, trying to anger the Queen enough to at least kill her rather than 'convert' her. Faeren didn't want to betray the other Terrians and work for the Zerg, she would much rather die. She despised the Zerg that much.
Thread: Of Ghosts and Ghouls (Winged Fae and R[D])

She smiled at the Ghost's anger, watching her body writhe against the limbs that suspended her. The Queen began to run her hands gently over the woman's body, enjoying all the curves. She was deciding just how to defile the girl first. She would love to start with that filthy mouth, but that wouldn't be an easy option with her so feisty. There'd likely be some unwanted hard biting. Instead, a few more limbs rose from the ground, more jointed and much more flexible because of it. They whipped around a little before positioning themselves around the Ghost. Each one had a hollow tip that was secreting a whiteish thick fluid. They smelled strongly of the substance, which was oddly fragrant an possibly calming. But they began to run over the body, leaving small wet trails over the woman, clear on her skin. The queen licked her lips as she watched. Mmm...
Thread: Waiting for a hero

Oi! Nice.
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-Pokes Tash-
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is poked by Shah and pokes back
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Mwa! -Dies-
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gives CPR.
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-Lives-
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You know, I look at that rabbit hole, and I note a few things that I know I introduced you to... preen
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sigh of relief!
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-Pokes Trygon in the maw and grins-...oh hush! Wait..what? -Blinks and looks at her Rabbit Hole again.-
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-Gives Tash a get Shahar out of death free card.-
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-Dances about.-
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Three olives, shake it up, I like it Dirty!
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Mewish
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Tell me your biggest desire. I will make it come true.
Thread: Waiting for a hero

Hmm, my biggest desire? A female human encounters a vampire through a chance meeting, along her usual night time walk. She knows nothing of the night life or of the various beings that go bump in the night, indeed, she like most in this small Town, think that the words of the Current Priest, is nothing more then mad ravings of a lunatic. Thinking that this man is naught more then a visitor to the villiage she offers to take him to the local Inn, on the outskirts of town. She finds that the man, is not so much human as a being of the darker side of life. Her ... chance, encounter turns into a living 'nightmare' of dark pleasures and romance. -Coughs softly- Umm.. I've GOT to stop doing that. I try to give ..ideas, and wind up with a petit story.
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-Dances in place-
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You rang?
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Hello dear I didnt know if you like to do yuri roleplays or not.Perhaps you would like to do a dragonhuman or a demonhuman rp?
Thread: Disgraceful. (O l l i x x x x x/Ryu_Momochi)

He sighed softly as he moved silently through the night. He knew they didn't have much time, and he had a mission of importance. His ice blue eyes traveled here and there through the darkness as his hand stayed on the hilt of his sword. He wouldn't lose, he couldn't lose. His mind and thoughts racing through every scenario, every fight... trying to come up with a way to win. Ryu didn't like to lose, and he knew this one would be tough. He only had about twenty men with him, most of which had barely learned how to fight, let alone kill, but it would have to do, for now. He looked up a bit into the night sky, watching as the mood slowly moved across the sky, showing him he had a time limit. He let a hand move up to his eye, the scar over it throbbing a bit, warning him of the danger, but he could not stop, would not stop. He heard a thud and a curse, knowing someone had fallen, but he couldn't be stopped, they would be left behind, for now. He moved silently, his sword slashing easily through the thick vines as he moved through the forest. There was a meadow not so far from the forests edge, and knew that moving through it would be tricky, if not downright dangerous. He stopped at a nearby tree, commanding the others to follow suit,We're here... he whispered softly, already able to see the cloaked figures rushing towards them, his hand tightening around his sword,And it begins... It had only been about twenty minutes, but he was there, panting. He didn't think they'd give his men such a challenge, but they had. Only he remained, and he knew that time was running short. He closed his eyes softly, his head leaning back and letting the moonlight hit his pale face, the moonlight lighting the faint tattoo over his eye showing as a soft silver. He opened his eyes softly, putting his sword into its sheath, the light snow that had been falling before starting to grow more savage. He couldn't feel it, but it would make moving difficult. The snow would amplify the light of the sun in the coming morning, and travel would be impossible through the forest. He would usually just hide in the shade of the forest until night, but he wouldn't have the chance this time,I'll have to find shelter... he said, looking around slightly, trying to find the best place to hide in the coming hours of morning and daybreak. He heard a soft rustling, not too far from himself, but paid little mind, not caring too much at the moment... something in the back of his mind hoping he wouldn't regret...
Thread: Disgraceful. (O l l i x x x x x/Ryu_Momochi)

Ixan had pulled the sword from the ground. She had huffed and began to clean it from the mud that had covered it. She didn't like her weapons dirtied...unless they were riddled with blood. Uh. The taste and smell of blood was so taboo so exciting that it made her all hot and well...yes it was an odd way to get turned on. But then again, Ixan was an odd creature with an odd name. She had heard something behind her and flipped around, rushing back into the sanctuary of the forest to find where the noise was coming from. When she ran far enough, she realized it was just a rabbit scurrying around. But when Ixan heard their cries and the smell of their fresh blood, it was too late. She could feel her people were under attack as they tried to defend themselves. The burning mark on her forehead told her as she heard their piercing screams of terror. Poor things. Three fourths of them were unarmed and just bringing packets of blood back to their lair and Ixan was supposed to be protecting them... She flashed quickly through the forest, in the direction the others had been running and where the scent of their blood spiraled into her nostrils. It made her body jerk in want and a soft whimpering moan left her lips as she found herself in the meadow. Their they were, the bloody field covered with beheaded victims of the attackers and her people piled on one another. Her eyes flashed hatred, she wished she had been there to rip open all of there throats. And as her eyes roamed the bloody meadow she saw him. The figure in the middle covered in blood and the scent of her family, her people that had been mercilessly slaughtered for no just cause. A shrieking howl ranged from her voice s she charged on the figure , the swords raised up in the night sky as she paid no attention to the moon that close to setting and the sun close to raising. She was behind the figure in no time, slashing at it's side in a terrible howl of rage and despair. You fiend! She cried as she continued to swirl her swords around. But her accuracy was off, blinded by the tears of rage and the will of hatred that rang in her small girlish voice.
Thread: Disgraceful. (O l l i x x x x x/Ryu_Momochi)

His sword was unsheathed the moment he heard the howl, moving fluidly and blocking each strike. He watched the girl, saw her skill, but knew she wouldn't be able to best him. He heard the metal clanging against metal as he blocked each slash, moving back away as he looked up to the sky for a moment before blocking another move. He knew he wouldn't be able to beat her, his body sore already and the sun's coming arrival would make him tired. He blocked here and there as he looked at her,The suns coming! he announced, still blocking,We don't have time for this... he said, partially to himself as he backed towards the cabin, hoping to get there so he could hide from both her and the sun. He didn't know why she was attacking, but he'd been through enough battles to know it didn't really matter. His back hit the door as he looked at her,Who are you? he asked, seeing the tattoo,And why do you attack me? He said as he blocked a few more strikes as best he could. Best he could tell, she was one of the party he'd just slain, and she was acting out in revenge against him, the last survivor of his group. He held a bag on his back, the provisions he'd claimed from the fallen, the blood packs they'd been carrying. His clan needed these supplies, and he wouldn't give them up, not without a fight, but he could only manage to block so many strikes, he knew eventually one would get him, it was only a matter of time...