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Thread: Who You Gonna Call?  (ThomasRHellsing x Applepoisoneer)

B.B. was aghast, Five Hundred pounds? That can't be possible! She sinced thee belt around her waist and tightened it. She'd hoped her aim wouldn't fail her, as she hadn't really any practice with guns. Well, I'm glad I've just got this pistol then, and this little trap here. I think I've seen you do it a few times here, so I might have the hang of it. She turned and started to head back into the sanitarium crowded with the restless spectres. Well, I suppose we ought to get back to it. She sighed, heaving the door back open. It felt strangely empty on the first floor at least in the lobby area. She didn't think there would be a ghost in every room, so-to-speak, but they might have to make a few sweeps. I don't sense anything up here anymore, and these goggles aren't picking up anything...I don't think. The view through the goggles, which she had waited to slip on once she'd re-entered the building, was a lot like night vision. It was kind of a faded blue-green with a flashing meter that indicated a low mark. She wagered that would go up with spectral activity.
Thread: Who You Gonna Call?  (ThomasRHellsing x Applepoisoneer)

B.B. had always believed in playing it safe, so she'd fired another shot into the already weakened pile of echtoplasmic gristle, and slid the trap across to where it was standing. She hit the button still attached to her belt and the trap opened, pouring a blinding light poured over the ghost before it was absorbed with an ear-splitting screech. She stood in a still defensive stance a few seconds after the trap absorbed the spirit, as though it might pop back out, but when it didn't, she reeled it back in and handed it off to Bryan. You're right, the tech does make it easier. She smiled. That was definitely not a reasonable spirit. In the past, I would've had to pull out an entire exorcism. Can you imagine how long that would take will all the unreasonable spirits here? She shook her head. Something caught her eye on the wall. It was a framed map from 1908, showing the way the hospital used to be set up when it was a sanitarium for all, instead of just the criminally insane. Hey, check this out. She raised a finger and smudged some dust out of the way, wiping it on her pants. Dr. Schultz's office is down at the bottom of the stairs, just before all the operating rooms and radiology lab. She whistled. I can't imagine how out of date that X-ray machine's got to be by now. It could pobbilby be dangerous. I mean, under normal circumstances, we would just avoid it, but with ghosts... She trailed off, letting Bryan fill in the blanks.
Thread: Who You Gonna Call?  (ThomasRHellsing x Applepoisoneer)

Bryan attached the trap to his belt to trigger the quantum thing, then handed it back to her, and attached his own, nodding as the smoking stopped. Nodding he said, Jericho Slashey Rodriguez, a hardcore masochist, like cutting people and watching them bleed to death, honestly he probably had blood born diseases in his life. The one I dealt with was Aaron The Biter Schmidt, one of New York's first Cannibals. The Ghostbuster nodded, A full on Exorcism is risky, and not guaranteed to work. The Ghostbusting Rookie nodded a bit, Honestly, given the way things work, I would be surprised if it's that easy. Ghosts tend to trap their lairs. Meaning if we just try to go down the steps, odds are they will rot out from under us or something. Better to clear the top first, then move down.
Thread: Who You Gonna Call?  (ThomasRHellsing x Applepoisoneer)

She narrowed her eyes a little behind the goggle display. I didn't suggest it would be easy. He'll still be the toughest ghost here whether he's just residue left behind from one man's evil, or if it's the soul himself. But I'm almost positive he'll be in either his office, or more likely, the operating room nearest it. She continued on down the hall toward the stairs. Peering up into the darkness, the shadow of a figure lingered there for a moment and was gone. Just as it vanished, another glimmering white-blue form replaced it. In the inky blackness, it stood out as being a shining woman. A long cord or rope trailed down her back and knotted around the banister. With an ear-splitting shriek, she leapt. She fell the full extension of the rope and swung there for a moment, before her spirit disappeared. Hm, it could just be a repeater, but be careful regardless. B.B. was sure he was thinking the same thing, but it seemed like something she ought to say.
Thread: Who You Gonna Call?  (ThomasRHellsing x Applepoisoneer)

Bryan rolled his eyes a bit, My point was, it might be better to clear out the above grounds before we go lower. There are different wings of the hospital after all. The area we entered was reception. But then the offices are in the right wing, the Non Violent patient rooms in the left wing. The back wing was for the criminally insane. As for the strongest spirit, you're both right and wrong. The Ghostbuster spoke slowly, as if he was remembering stuff, Some spirits are made up of dozens of spirits. Remember there was a plague ward on the third level. It's possible the only spirit on it will be big and pissed off. A bunch of spirits sort of fused together. While you're right in that most often a Person in charge is the biggest and baddest spirit, that isn't always true. Also, remember this island was a mass grave in the old days, and even the Native Americans had legends of a creature on the island. For all we know the guy who did all the experiments was possessed by something. Bryan shook his head, I'm not trying to cut you down, or say you're wrong, just saying be aware. If you focus in on one target, it tends to bite you in this job. Especially since though research I found out one of Shandor's Disciples was the one who made this place. That makes it very likely that it's tied to a ley line or something weird went into making it. But we won't know what until we reach the bottom. Bryan held up his thrower, as the woman reformed he shot her with a stream of the positively charged slime. The woman looked around blinking as the slime seemed to absorb into her. Nodding lightly at the two she faded away. Looking at the psychic he said, Most repeating ghosts don't know their dead. If a human tries to tell them that, or stop them, it makes them angry and dangerous, but a bit of slime breaks them out of their negativity spiral. Allowing them to find peace. The Ghostbusters always prefer to help a spirit find peace, but some are just bad. He headed down the stairs, feet moving slowly as he tested the stair case. Nodding a bit he said, The Steps seem to be concrete.
Thread: Who You Gonna Call?  (ThomasRHellsing x Applepoisoneer)

Thank you for your invaluable insight, Rookie. She growled bitterly. Carefully she stalked up the stairs with her proton pistol at the ready, careful not to slip in the residual slime. While she didn't appreciate being told things she already knew like she'd never seen a ghost before, his tech would come in very handy. At the top of the stairs,she heard something like wind blowing through something hollow, though it didn't feel like there was a draft. She stopped, closed her eyes and opened her third eye, metaphorically. It was a psychic development that allowed her to sense ghosts. Something called out to her, beckoning her to follow, though she could resist.
Thread: Who You Gonna Call?  (ThomasRHellsing x Applepoisoneer)

Bryan blushed a bit, Sorry, I'm used to dealing with either people smarter then me who know this already, or people who don't believe in ghosts and need everything explained to them. People who know stuff, but don't know everything are a bit rare in this line of work. Imagine working with two of the top people in the field... It's like working with Ford or Einstein. The Rookie gently put a hand on her shoulder, Mildly Empathic remember, when something creepy tries to pull you away, it's time for one of Mama Zeddmore's specialty tools. He handed the psychic a slime grenade, Press the No-Ghost logo cover your ears and close your eyes. A massive amount of slime will be released. I'll give you a twenty count head start. You'll be leading this time, sound good?
Thread: Who You Gonna Call?  (ThomasRHellsing x Applepoisoneer)

Whatever you say, Sgt. Specter. B.B. grumbled and took the grenade. She knew it would come in handy if they should encounter an amalgam of ghosts. Continuing down the hall, she could hear weeping. It sounded hollow, as though whomever was crying was in a large, empty room. Do you hear that? She asked, pressing her ear to the wall. It could be a trap, so proceed with caution. Though I'm sure you knew that already. The weeping sounded as though it were coming from the first room on the left. B.B. made a quick scan of the door, but there was no slime on the outside. While this didn't necessarily mean the ghost couldn't leave the room, it was usually one of the primary signs that a spirit was trapped within. She stood off to one side and reached out to push the door open, keeping herself out of the frame. Nothing. The knot in her stomach loosened just a little as she stepped forward, readying the pistol again. A woman with long, blonde hair sat alone on the moldering remains of a matress. It was a full-body manifestation, and from the readings, it should be harmless. Still cautious, the psychic took a few steps in. The frief in the room was suffocating, like a thick smoke. The woman on the bed held a swath of dirty fabric in both hands, wringing it occasionally. She did not look up was the living woman entered. The display on the goggles flashed an age and a first name. Judith? B.B. asked quietly, reading the prompt. Why are you crying? They took her. Judith moaned. ...Said I was unfit. Said I was... She raised her face to the pair in the hall. The mid-section of each eye had been worn away, and what looked like water damage in an old wall marked each cheek. Her hair plastered to either side of her thin face. Those animals took her from me! She rose to her feet, and the goggles upped her threat level by one point. B.B. raised the pistol about mid-way, but tried not to look so ready to shoot. Judith, She continued in a stern but compassionate tone. Your little girl is not here anymore. We've come to take you to her. She is safe. Obviously these were only half-truths, but the psychic spoke them with every confidence. She found that often times, confidence was her best weapon to keep a bad situation from getting worse.
Thread: FxF humiliation and degradation please.

Just a Sunday bump.
Thread: FxF humiliation and degradation please.

Another bump today
Thread: FxF humiliation and degradation please.

Just a Monday bump. It's a new week and I want some fun RP's!
Thread: FxF humiliation and degradation please.

Anyone open to a good fun RP tonight?
Thread: FxF humiliation and degradation please.

Still open and looking for something fun.
Thread: Fx Female (Little To) No Plot, (Gigantic) Boobies Only, Final Destination

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Thread: Mortal Kombat Vs. DC Universe: Lust is in the Air (N7Biotic x how_is_you)

Making silent steps through the temple's ancient floors, Frost, searched high and low for the only person who she could never beat her own sifu Sub-Zero. She had climbed the ranks, beaten every opponent that's crossed her, all except him. Just the thought of it made ice start to form on her gloves. Her old sifu may have brought her up from nothing, but she knew that she was the superior cyromancer and today, she was going to prove that today. If only the coward ever showed himself. She had no doubts that he knew she was here. Frost wanted him to know. Yet, the coward still refused to see her. Perhaps he has grown scared of her, after all, she has grown so much stronger since their last battle and this time, she'll make sure to rip his head clean off his shoulders. That thought alone made a wide grin grow from underneath her mask. This temple was the very same that he once tutored her. A fitting place for his demise. All her tracking led her here. Why her sifu grew so sentimental all of a sudden was beyond her, but it would make his death all the more delicious. He may be of the last of their people along with herself, but that meant nothing to her now. Maybe it did at one point, but now all desire to keep their bloodline going has disappeared from her being. All she craved was the look of fear and defeat on his face as his blood stained these ancient temple floors and by the will of the ancient gods, she was going to get that satisfaction soon enough.
Thread: Mortal Kombat Vs. DC Universe: Lust is in the Air (N7Biotic x how_is_you)

Sub Zero was kneeling in the ceremonial battleground of the Lin Kuei Temple, quietly meditating as he waited. He had sensed that something was coming for this world, that Earthrealm was somehow in danger, but as his premonitions of danger usually were, they were vague. Here he knelt, pondering on the dreams he had been plagued with the past few nights. Violet colors filled his vision, and slowly, a mystical green swirled through the violet, before becoming the main color itself, with swirls of violet instead. He assumed that the green was to signify one of the two sorcerers that plagued the reals, Quan Chi and Shang Tsung, but he did not know which. If he were to be honest, he would feel that the pair of them would work together, but based off of his previous experiences with the Netherrealm sorcerer and the soul stealer, they were both too power hungry to share power with one another. Shaking the thoughts from his head, he continued pondering on the imagery, as the color shifted into a moving mass. He saw his own temple, some space station, and the entirety of the realms consumed by this mass, one by one. He didn't know what the space station meant...maybe that the power was as infinite as the heavens? He shook his head, standing from his meditation. Today, he had decided to wear his combat gear , a feeling deep in his gut telling him that he would need it today, be that for the encroaching power coming for the realms, or for some other reason. He heard rushed footsteps approaching the door, turning around to face the large double doors. He had not sent for anyone, so he was also in the process of sinking down into a combat stance wide base, his right arm hooked at the elbow and close to his body, while his left arm was outstretched, his fingers tensing and relaxing. A cool, gently swirling mist could be seen forming around his hands, a result of his cryomantic abilities focusing as he prepared for kombat.
Thread: Mortal Kombat Vs. DC Universe: Lust is in the Air (N7Biotic x how_is_you)

He couldn't be far. She was nearing the place she's always seen her sifu meditating. If he wasn't there, then she'll destory the whole temple to find him. Sub Zero was here, there was no doubts in her mind. Her impatience and rage were starting to take over her actions. The once civil version of Frost faded quickly as memories of her training here began to return. Hours she spent, freezing herself nearly to death every day of her life, breaking soild blocks of ice with her bare hands, being slashed and stabbed with sharp ice shaped into swords and daggers. Every moment was painful, but the pain felt good. It made her feel alive. Almost as much as fighting did. Sub Zero would claim she'd go to far, but she called him weak. If you couldn't bring a enemy to their knees, begging for their life, you weren't someone worthy of her time. The more Sub Zero tried to tame her, the more wild she became. Like a abused and starved tiger, she lashed out at everyone in her path. Sonya was the only person, other then her own sifu, that could ever to beat her and she had fallen to her. Now, it was her sifu's time to fall. As she passed by a statue of a figure she had no knowledge of, she swiped her hand with a grunt to cause a blade of ice to slice right through the statue's stone, sending its upper half crashing down onto the temple's floors as she called out, I'm coming for you sifu! Get ready to face your death! Frost stepped into the open room, frost covering the floor to mark her foot steps as her hands began to mist and ice over as she readied for a fight. She grinned wickedly seeing her old teacher standing there, ready to fight her. A wickedly laughter left her lips as mist formed outside of her mask as though she were a dragon. There you are. I was beginning to wonder if you ran away again. Ready to die my Master? You've been escaping me for much too long now. She laughed again, before taking up her own combat stance, holding her fist towards him at cheek level while her other fist lingered by her hip.
Thread: Mortal Kombat Vs. DC Universe: Lust is in the Air (N7Biotic x how_is_you)

Frost, a protege of his, was the one coming for him in search of a fight. Kuai Liang didn't lower his guard for a moment, knowing that if he did that the subordinate would lunge for his throat, ice dagger in hand. He narrowed his eyes at her mocking of his previous attempts to avoid kombat with her if he were honest, he wasn't seeking to fight her at this time, either. He had hoped to contain her spirit, but all that the training Sub Zero had put her through seemed to accomplish was fanning the flames, and now she resented her master. He watched her combat stance, noting the stark difference to the one that most Lin Kuei were trained to use, which was much similar to his own. Frost was...rebellious, it seemed, and the grandmaster took a breath, and let it out. Focusing, he swirled his arms, his ice magic coursing through his veins as he did so. He was clearly open for an attack, and he knew doubly so that Frost would leap at the opportunity to attack him. It only took him a moment or two to complete his short ritual, however, as in the next moment, a jet of cold magic flew from his outwardly burst palms. The magic was then converted into ice as cold and solid as glaciers, and it encased her entire lower body, trapping her legs in the combat stance that she had settled into. Guessing that the subordinate would attempt to struggle, Sub Zero relaxed into a more neutral stance as he spoke. You can try to struggle, but my ice magic will keep you there until I dispel it. He then turned away, kneeling down into the same position that he had been in when she had approached. Something is coming for the realms, Frost. I do not need your murderous vengeance muddying the waters when the Lin Kuei need to defend themselves.
Thread: Mortal Kombat Vs. DC Universe: Lust is in the Air (N7Biotic x how_is_you)

Frost prepared for his move. She knew him, knew most of his techniques. Finally, after all this time, she would finally destory him and she was going to enjoy each second of it. Then she saw it, the old fool opened himself to her. A wicked grin grew on her lips as she summoned a sharp knife made purely of her ice as she ran to strike it deep into his stomach, not wanting to kill him immediately, but make him suffer for all these years she's suffered trying to defeat him and gained the title she deserved. However, in her blind arrogance, Frost was shocked to see a jet of ice shoot towards her and by the time she saw it, it was too late. If she'd stayed her distance, it would of been easy to dodge, but being a mere few inches before him, the jet came too quickly and enveloped her legs before she could move. Being used to the cold, the thick ice's cold meant nothing to her, but even her powerful legs couldn't break through the thick ice. She swore violently. Why was he doing this? Never before did he try anything like this. Was he truly that scared of her. She struggled and tried to break the ice, but nothing seemed to work. Frost would have used her knife to free herself, but she wouldn't have nearly enough time to free herself without hurting her own legs before he got to him. She grunted and swore as her master approached her, glaring at him with hatefilled eyes. Even as he spoke, she struggled to free herself. He even turned his back on her! Was he truly so arrogant and foolish? Frost slowly stopped struggling realizing it was useless, even with her powerful hands to try and break it, nothing worked. She huffed and growled like a wild tigeress at her master. What are you going on about? Defend ourselves from what? She growled, knowing the only way to free herself was to listen to him.
Thread: Mortal Kombat Vs. DC Universe: Lust is in the Air (N7Biotic x how_is_you)

Sub Zero heard the sounds of struggle as Frost attempted time and time again to escape the situation that she had just been trapped in, but soon enough, the sounds stopped, and the young Lin Kuei finally questioned what it was he had been referring to. He focused his mind once more, trying to recall the dream he had been cursed with. In the visions that I have been sent by the Elder Gods, there is violet, a brilliant, rich violent. Soon though, that color is met by and mixes with a thread of green, and that thread grows until the two colors are one and the same, a swirling mass of sickly green and rich violet. He sighed, opening his eyes once more. I know the green refers to Shang Tsung or Quan Chi. I just cannot grasp what the violet is. Is it a force we know about? Something new? He shook his head, standing once more and turning towards her. I understand your lust for vengeance to a degree. I have already bored you with the story about Hanzo Hasashi. He then crossed his arms. But I implore you to forget about it. It will consume you, as it had Hanzo all those years ago, before he returned to the land of humanity. You will be an easy target for various manipulative- Before he could finish, a rumble ran its way through the ground, which confused the grandmaster, but he figured it was some sort of avalanche nearby. -manipulative sorcerers to take advantage of it.
Thread: Mortal Kombat Vs. DC Universe: Lust is in the Air (N7Biotic x how_is_you)

For a moment, Frost truly believed her master had become an old fool. Dreaming of colors and thinking it was a message from the elder gods themselves. It was a struggle not to laugh at the poor fool. Perhaps, she was truly doing him a favor of putting him out of his misery. Her sifu was once a wise man, but it was clear those days were gone. If he truly thought there was a message from the elder gods that were nothing more then colored smoke then he was a bigger fool then she expected. She struggled not to roll her eyes once he brought up the story he told her a million times over. He always said she was just like Hanzo, lustful for power and obsessed with vengeance. He may be right, but she wouldn't end up like Hanzo. No, Hanzo was weak while she was powerful. All but one enemy stood in her way and she intended to change that. However, even with her legs entrapped in ice, Frost could feel the world rumble against her feet. Her entire body almost seemed to feel its strength. Frost turned her attention to the distance, unable to see the source of the rumbling. She suspected it to be an avalanche as well. It was a common occurrence for a temple in the mountains surrounded by ice and snow, but Frost noted it was larger then most of the avalanches that occured here. Her master quickly regained her attention, perhaps there was something in his words that had truth in them. That's assuming those sorcerers could actually defeat me... She grumbled at him, but sighed softly. You have my attention...