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Thread: A Spartan's Wondrous Helot (CaiusWickersham/darkest_fate)

When Diana stated Aphrodite was easy to impress, he was quite amused. Apparently she never shared the goddess' bedchamber. That she made out the act of satisfying an Amazon, and a princess no less, a challenge, made Kratos more determined to put her body to the test. Tell me how it is the world has restored itself. Have new gods taken up those positions that went vacant since my time? He was still going to skirt the issue of him actually killing the gods once so she didn't immediately avoid him. As fun as it would be to just take this arrogant princess right there, the sounds of struggle might alert someone and given the awe she seemed to get, a crowd would rise quickly. Not that he couldn't handle these soft barbarians in scores, but he didn't know enough of this world to make that sort of decision with abandon. I am sure you have questions for me as well. Ask them.
Thread: A Spartan's Wondrous Helot (CaiusWickersham/darkest_fate)

The world had restored itself? Wonder Woman frowned at that, wondering what the man intended by that statement. It struck her as being odd, and she couldn't rightly recall a moment when the world had been torn asunder. Then again, she'd only been in this strange world of man for a short time. Perhaps she had missed something. The true Gods of Olympus still sit on their thrones, she offered, speaking a little slowly, as if she were speaking to a horse that might buck or a particularly nervous child. The pantheon remains intact, despite Ares and Hades' best efforts to uproot things. Wonder Woman turned, looking out toward the people around them. This strange world with its large cities and abundant technology. Even now, it surprised and baffled the Amazon. She heard Kratos' other question, but she did have a bit more to add herself. These people do not believe in any of the gods, she felt as if she were repeating herself, but it needed saying. She looked to Kratos. Some even believe despite the presence of evidence to the contrary, she smiled. Men are quite foolish like that, she looked away again, wondering what questions she should pose to the Spartan warrior. Perhaps motive? She would need to know why he too fought against the more violent, chaotic gods. This did strike her as being rather personal, however, and he may not be so willing to divulge. Do you recall how you came to this world? she asked, figuring that to be a safer way of going about finding out the same information. She looked to Kratos, curious. After all, he bore no outward signs of magic or godly blessing, save for his swords. So perhaps someone had sent him? or pulled him here as an ally?
Thread: A Spartan's Wondrous Helot (CaiusWickersham/darkest_fate)

She said the gods were still on their thrones. She knew nothing of the world being devastated. So he had not gone forward in time, but rather into another world. These gods were not those he had killed. At least not completely. Ares seemed to recognize him, but it may have been a mere assumption that Kratos was someone he may have crossed. When she mentioned that these people believed in no gods, but there were some that believed with no evidence, he was puzzled. The gods of Olympus were always adamant of flaunting their powers, making sure mortals were cowed by them. This was strange to him that the gods did not interfere. When she asked if he remembered how he came to this world, he decided honesty was best if they were to be allies. I was dying, I accepted it, was prepared for whatever fate I had in store for myself. I thought myself in Elysium when I awoke here and heard the sound of your battle with Ares. Looking to Diana's hand in his, he looked up at her, This is a strange method of sealing an alliance. I was thinking something a bit more . . . physical.
Thread: A Spartan's Wondrous Helot (CaiusWickersham/darkest_fate)

Ah, so he'd been transported while perishing. That made sense, and it did happen from time to time, or at least, that had been Diana experience in the matter. She did have to wonder some about his story, even with the various nods to mythology and claims. For just a moment, she had to wonder if this wasn't some sort of trick. Hades did like to play with people, and if this man truly had died at some point, then it was a distinct possibility that he might have been manipulated in such a way as to end up encountering Wonder Woman at just the right moment. Kratos' next words made Diana wonder further. She let out a slight chuckle at his comment, shaking her head. You men do have strange ways, I'll grant that, she admitted, before favoring him with another, decidedly condescending, smile. Despite what so many of your kind seem to believe, I am not interested in such matters. My garb is what was granted to me, and it helps serve my purpose. Wonder Woman nodded at that, readying to release Kratos' hand and return to a more neutral stance. She didn't see any reason to worry overmuch about the man he didn't have the blessings of gods upon him. If anything, he sounded more like someone who had rejected the gods altogether. Curious, yes, but it still likely meant that Diana could easily best him if it came down to it. Plus, he simply wasn't quite physically appealing enough for her to drop her guard in that matter. Bulky, yes, but appealing? No.
Thread: A Spartan's Wondrous Helot (CaiusWickersham/darkest_fate)

Kratos was not intimidated by strong women every proper Spartan woman was educated in physical fitness and a level of combat if it was ever to be needed. However, this woman was not a Spartan. Her condescension towards him did not become her. Not interested? Not even in ensuring plenty of daughters to protect your lands? Even an Athenian woman, capable of only the weakest offspring, would think you mad. I bear the scars of battle and I have had at least one healthy child before I came here. A healthy daughter who would bring plenty of good sons to Sparta had she lived that long. He considered what to do with this woman. Forcing her was not appealing to him just yet. There was time yet to convince her into becoming more intimate with him. While he was thinking of his situation, he felt the pangs of hunger within him. It had been some time since he had eaten and he finally needed to sate it. Are you in need of food as much as I?
Thread: Skies of Arcadia!

Here is where players post there Fate Accelerated character sheets. I will post the words approved or comments on something that needs work in replies. Feel free to ask questions.
Thread: Skies of Arcadia!

Adelheid Vonnegut A tall and stocky barrel-chested bear of a man, with a grizzled flat top and a constant 5 o' clock shadow on his blocky face. Stroheim lives for technology. His bulky prosthetics were not installed upon losing his limbs, rather he deliberately designed his prosthetics and amputated himself to install his new mechanical arm, leg, and front pelvis. He believes technology and science to be man's ultimate tool and means of progression. His prosthetic limbs have a shell of anodized titanium , for a deliberate rainbow sheen, which contrast against his black shirt and pants, appropriately torn so the prosthetic limbs fit through the holes they're supposed to. Stroheim loves to show off his superior strength and jumping ability, especially for the ladies, which he also packs a special surprise for. Naturally muscular body from constant use of having heavy metal limbs. Has to watch his step, he's heavy enough he could fall through a bad floor. Loud, boisterous, and loves to make a good scene, but can get hot headed and be one to try and 1-up the other guy. High Concept The Bionic Shipwright Trouble Self-centric show-off McMan Look at mah bionic mahcles. Aspect Machines are for men, magic is for dweebs Highly proficient with technologyengineering, but knows jack shit when it comes to magic. Aspect Man or Machine? Prosthetic right leg, left arm, and penis yes really, complete with a vibration motor installed, sadly, he gets to feel nothing. Very powerful, but also heavy, slow, and clunky. Aspect Mr. Fix It Well, when it comes to practical problems. Social problems and philosophical conundrums... not so much. Aspect Up Close and Personal Loves a good brawl, hates shootouts and magic. Stunt Bionic Gorilla Can use his prosthetics for impressive, showy feats of brute force. If he's to damage an enemy, they take far more than they would normally. Careful 1 Clever 2 Flashy 3 Forceful 2 Quick 1 Sneaky 0
Thread: Skies of Arcadia!

Gunnar Muirmond MIA Appearance A diminutive entity stunted from birth, possessing significantly shorter than average height of a man standing approximately four feet and 5 inches tall. Contrary to his deformity, he is the epitome of masculinity with a unkempt shaggy blackbeard adorned with golden chains. Bare-chested and rippled with an imposing tanned musculature emphasized by massive shoulders and arms thick as the trunk of small trees. He sports a cross-shaped scar on his right abdomen, three gunshot wounds on the right arm and most of his upper body tattooed resembling reptilian scales in black. Facially his features have thick lips and a small, hooked nose. His face has been shown to be incredibly fierce, thuggish, and rugged, often bearing a twisted sneer behind the enthusiastic gray hues . Lastly incredibly long, black hair that forms defined locks resembling dreadlocks giving the impression of a thick mane. Attire wise he is blazed with august fashion choice, notably a long, thick, dark pelted fur coat embroidered with silver decorations draped over him comparable to a cape almost when not wearing it properly. Gray pants and a beige vest to not constrict his bulbous arms. Comically he is enveloped in jewelry from thick golden chains to both hands wrapped in rings. High Concept The Boisterous Sky Pirate Captain Inevitably known as a rambunctious captain instilled by the prospect of a good time. Crude, enthusiastic, and one quite versed in the ways of combat. Gunnar is a man who cherishes companionship in many outings, seeking challenges in life and unrestricted via the freedom of representing the excitement of being an outlaw Trouble Chaotic Hedonist Lives by the philosophy of perpetual gratification and entertainment with no thought of the consequences. Unmoved by actions not delving into his vices like combat, money, renowned, or women Aspect 1 Pint sized Gunner Years under the tutelage of numerous mercenaries and pirates lead the rugged midget upon a path for Artillery demonstrating even the small one packed a wicked punch. Gunnar is an accomplished gunner, knowing the trades behind them on ships and maintenance on smaller firearms. Though no master chemist this extends towards the manifestation of munitions through gunpowder. Aspect 2 Pragmatism pities the naive Quickly garnering the dark realities of life early taught Gunnar the malicious, but efficient art of combat and overall life. Though he relishes combat, he isn't gullible such as blades hidden in his sleeve, quick drawing a flintlock in a sword fight, targeting the groin, sucker punches, even human shields if appropriate Aspect 3 Deft Hands of Lawlessness Dwarfs rarely received much respect or opportunity at the workplace, forcing himself into the school of larceny. Palming objects, some a knack for misdirection and keen reflexes in the hands were paramount which assist in pick pocketing, freeing locks lockpicking, unhooking bras, even the agile usage of a handgun Careful 1 Clever 1 Flashy 0 Forceful 3 Quick 2 Sneaky 2
Thread: Skies of Arcadia!

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Thread: Skies of Arcadia!

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Thread: Strings(krys/lady)

Sam sighed softly as he eased the door open, glancing in as he rolled his eyes a little. He knew Dean had sex. God, did he ever know that. Much like now, Dean just didnt give him a chance to ignore it well. Glancing at the woman laying curled up on the side of the bed with dean, he resisted the urge to slam the door shut and startle them both awake. Huffing as he shut the door softly he settled at the table with his laptop, trying to find the case hed heard about in the diner. settling in to wait for dean to wake up, because he knew if he woke him, it would only lead to his complaining for the rest of the day, and he deserved some good sleep once in awhile, even if Sam wasn't happy he'd invited someone back to the motel room they shared.
Thread: Strings(krys/lady)

Dean rested comfortably for a few more hours, creeping out of bed so not to wake the woman asleep next to him. He talked softly. Morning Sammy. He said as he sat down at the table, looking over Sam's shoulder to see what he was researching. Another case, no doubt. The two of them had been on the road alot lately, especially since therebwas war hoing on amongst the angels. The boys were trying to keep the demons and other things in check.
Thread: Strings(krys/lady)

Morning sleeping beauty. Good to see you back among the living.sam muttered rolling his eyes.you should wake her up, we need to get going. There's a few murders a few towns over that I think we need to look at.sam said letting dean see the articles about the men who'd found and how sex seemed to be the cause of death.
Thread: Strings(krys/lady)

Dean read them over. You're right we should. But lets not wake her up just yet. We didn't do a whole lot of resting last night. He admitted, smirking as he sipped the coffee he'd just made before sitting. It was certainly an interesting case, and the two of them would solve it as they always do.
Thread: Strings(krys/lady)

Sam rolled his eyes as he continued looking for other stories, making a face.stop there. Any discussion on what you do in a room we share, is nothing I want to hear about.
Thread: Strings(krys/lady)

Dean chuckled, sipping his coffee. He was mostly just teasing his brother. Of course Sammy. He replied with a chuckle, finishing his coffee and walking out ofbthe small kitchen part of the motel and into the bathroom to shower. He smeltbof sex, and knew Sam and probably his impala too wouldn't like that.
Thread: Strings(krys/lady)

By the time he got out of the shower the girl was gone and sam was packing up, holding up a piece of scrap paper.just in case you ever come to town again. She said it was a awesome time. Might want a repeat.
Thread: Strings(krys/lady)

Dean smirked, towwing his hair for a moment before taking the note. I'll keep that in mind he said with a chuckle, finishing drying his hair before buttoning his blue flannel shirt and slippinv on his signature jacket.
Thread: Strings(krys/lady)

You are horrible you know that.sam made a face as he pulled on his jacket, sighing a little.you ready to go?
Thread: Strings(krys/lady)

Dean chuckled. Yeah. But yoj still love me anyway, sammy. He replied as he nodded his head, gabbing one more sip of coffee. Yeah, I'm ready.
Thread: Strings(krys/lady)

Somedays, I'm not sure why.sam said making a face before nodding as they left. Looking amused as they headed for the car. When they got there, he sighed softly as he slipped on his suit jacket, looking at dean.coroner or police first?
Thread: Strings(krys/lady)

Dean chuckled and followed him to the car. Dean looked contemplative as he slippedbon his suit jacket. Police, then coroner i think is better
Thread: Strings(krys/lady)

Sam nodded as they headed into the polcie station, holding out his FBI badge. Agents Stark and Banner. We're hear about the sex-related murders? Oh!You mean the accidents. guys, it's accidents, but if you want to look into it, you better talk to the chief.The officer on duty said, waving them towards the back where the chief was sitting.
Thread: Strings(krys/lady)

Dean nodded, following sam to the chief. I'm agent Banner and this is my partner agent stark. We're here to look into the sex related murders? He told the man sitting at the desk, flashing his badge.
Thread: Strings(krys/lady)

The chief tilted his head, sighing softly. not sure why the FBI wants to get involved. they're fairly normal murders. People with their hearts torn out is normal? Well, when they all turn out to be cheating, and having sex with others rather then their wives?Yes. We're looking into it.The chief frowned a little. But if you want to look into it, go for it. what can I tell you?
Thread: Strings(krys/lady)

Dean kept a straightvface, breathing in calmly. Anything you know would be helpful, Chief. We intend to visit the coroner's office after we're done here. The more information we can get on this the better. He replied, being as nice as possible. The nicer they were, the more information they could get.
Thread: Strings(krys/lady)

What we know is that both mens wives had very good reasons for wanting them dead, but was at home at the time. Their lovers likewise, were cleared. They were there, but neither was strong enough to pull a mans heart out through his chest.
Thread: Strings(krys/lady)

Dean looked contemplative. Hmm, interesting. Well, we're going to go to the coroner to see if we can't find more. Do you have a file open that we could see? He asked, looking curious as he scratched his head.
Thread: Strings(krys/lady)

Indeed.the chief said getting up to get the file and handing it over.have you had any other similar cases in other years? No. Huh...let's go. We'll see if we have better questions after we see the bodies.sam frowned a little
Thread: Strings(krys/lady)

Dean shared a look with his brother before taking the file. Thank you chief. I'm sure this will help. He said, starting to walk away. He was ready to go see for himself these bodies, and hopefully find an answer. He hated that he had to do this, but knew in the long run it was what was right. Without the winchester's hunting, the world would be infested with evil.
Thread: Looking for the ?th PM

Dearest Reader, Helplessly I have been taken and must fulfill my duties as a sexy scientist that bimbofies an unfortunate submissive character -- all within twelve posts, of course. Sincerely, Carry
Thread: Now I'm stuck here (Um x DonVoltonus)

Natalie had been out celebrating on a deep space station, she'd just taken part in a huge bounty hunt and had helped bag the winning bounty, so why shouldn't she celebrate? The night had started fairly typically, drinking, bar fights, run ins with station security, more drinking and bar fights....at that point things had gotten a little hazy, the drinking going a bit longer than Natalie was used to, but she couldn't let herself be left behind, that would've embarassed her infront of the others after all. At some point during the early hours though, the last of the fights had ended, either the group had decided they'd had enough to drink or the station had simply run out of alcohol, or maybe security had simply confiscated whatever was left.....no matter the reason, Natalie and her group had dispersed, though she'd had no idea how to get back to the quarters she had been renting. Eventually though, she'd stumbled through several doors, before just dropping down somewhere that felt remotely comfortable and suitable to sleep. Unfortunately for her, that somewhere had been the open airlock of a one way automated cargo ship about to depart. By the time the ship had sounded final departure alarms and juddered free of the station, Natalie was out cold and unwakeable for hours. By the time she did awake, the cargo ship had already proceeded halfway across the galaxy, landing itself on a frontier planet that was booming with development. Despite the number of inhabitants and the number of cities already springing up though, much of the planet was unexplored. There were many ruins scattered around that had already been found, but many suspected that these were just the tip of the iceberg. The planet had drawn in countless races, not just humans, all with their own agenda. Bounty Hunters, Scientists, Archeologists, Biologists, anything and everything had come to this strange new world. When Natalie woke though, she wasn't exactly happy to find herself in a cargo ship in the process of being taken apart. Even worse, when she managed to scramble out, hungover as hell, and make her way to a terminal, her fellow bounty hunters had not only with-held her part of their mega bounty, but cleaned out what funds she did have. So now here she was, on a planet as far from home as it was possible to be....and penniless apart from a few credit scraps in her pockets. The young woman grumbled and growled, clutching her head at the loud noises of the small spaceport around her. Departing ships were few and far between, most ships simply incoming and being taken apart for resources. She turned from the noise and made her way through the crowds, finally stumbling into a bar and going to take a stool, tossing what few credits she had down on the counter. Give me whatever the strongest thing this'll get is.... She rubbed her face and took a breath, then hissed as that just made the hangover worse. And tell me where the nearest job board is....
Thread: Now I'm stuck here (Um x DonVoltonus)

The bartender was an 8 foot beast of a, well, beast. A mass of muscle with deep brown fur and a bull's head. Ahh, yer that girl who they found in the cargo ship huh? He chuckled, pulling out a glass and pouring her a strange blue liquor. We don't have job boards and whatnot 'round here, not enough bounty hunters for it. He pulled out a stack of papers, setting them on the counter. I do got some job offers her tho'. And, I'd be willin' ta pay fer a little time with a lass like you, if yer' interested in that kinda' work. He chuckled. The papers rustled as he spread them across the bar, a trio of job offers. Looking for explorers to retrieve relics from infested ruins! The -redacted- Corporation is looking for able bounty hunters, workers, or anybody who can aim a gun to track down a number of relics in a newly unearthed ruin. These relics are vital to our research in -redacted-, and you will be paid handsomely. 250 credits for each one, as well as an additional sum for any other artifacts. Please report to Agent Stanton at the western relay station for more information. Testing Assistant, Posthaste. I need an assistant, able to test things. No skills required, no experience. Testing requires interation with many species, payment on per experiment basis. Neuronix Labs, Northern Station of Relay. Shoot sum things.! Sum damn beasts ha bin gettin in my feilds! Thay keyp eatin' ma land sqwids, and trampd on all tha crops! Ma farms down buy the suthern chykpoint, cum on buy! The bull man chuckled. Last one's from my cousin, can't write worth a damn, but she provides mosta the food on this rock.