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Thread: Anyone interested?

If you haven't had a chance to see it, it's pretty close to the plot you mentioned. In Battle Royale, it's set I think in a future period of Japanese living where everything is headed in a dystopian spiral. The school aged children well, teenagers refuse to go to school, so the governent sets up a program to collect all the truent kids, ship them off to an island, and let them fight to the death. They are fitted with explosive proximity collars that explode either from a signal sent to them or if they try to escape the island. Each teen is assigned a pack that holds a map, some other navigationa items, and an impliment of death they ranged from a gun to crossbow to a fry pan if memory serves me right. In the end, only one is suposed to live, but I won't ruin it further. It's a fun watch. So I'm no knocking your idea, but it sounded much like Battle Royale and I thought it sounded pretty good. Though, it's not my thing, I hope you find some folks for it. Sounds like much fun can be had.
Thread: Eric on DaddysLittleNympho

Eric had just bought a beautiful young girl at the local slave market, and planned on using her right as he got home. He led her home, and stripped her down, before taking off his own clothes, revealing his large cock. He then told her I want you to seduce me in any way you can. I need to get warmed up a bit.
Thread: The Quarterbacks Cousin [The True Raven & LunarDysis]

Just another day.. A young woman sighed, thinking to herself as she stood in her bathroom, looking at herself through the mirror and her head tilted to the side a bit. Her fingers running along her cheek, forehead and down her neck. Though her eyes traveled up to look at the clock on the wall to see it say that she now had twenty minutes to get to school and she nipped her bottom lip, turning on her heel as she entered her room. One thing she hated about her school were the uniforms they had to wear. They use to be able to wear what they wanted until someone finally got they wanted after complaining enough that it wasn't fair. Pulling on her red plaid skirt, white button up shirt and her black jacket, her black high heels were pulling on and her hair curled. One would think she was part of the 'popular' group but in fact she wasn't she was in the not so popular, almost geek group. But she didn't care as they were her best friends. Getting out and into her Black Chevy Colorado, she started it up and headed to her school. Once reaching it and parking her car she hopped out and placed her bag onto her shoulder and entering her school. Addison was her name, a young girl of the age of 17, almost eighteen now in a few weeks. She stood tall at 5'8'', her hair a dark chocolate brown which hung down to her shoulder blades. Her eyes a deep oceanic blue, that some said they could get lost in. Her skin somewhat pale, her stomach as well somewhat thing but a little chubby not skinny like a stick. Her high heels clicking upon the tiled school floor she made her way to her locker and greeted her friends as they left to their first class which was English and they moved to sit in back, where she sat next to a cute boy in her school. The quarterback, who actually spoke to her. But.. only because he was her cousin.
Thread: Vengence (Methos and Darknessembraced)

Family feuds were the nastiness squabbles and this was no exception. Vladamir had men pouring into the palace to prevent any exit from proving a clear line of escape. Men charged through the palace swarming through it as they saw their king stalking through the hallway challenging his father to face him. This was a sorely personal matter. Hed come to claim the kingdom that belonged to him, and he did not mean to have be deprived of rather personal and first hand revenge upon those that had had the audacity to send him off into the wilderness. Now he had returned, with an assembled horde at his back. His sword was red with the blood of those whom had stood in his path. Armies had fallen to him and cities had thrown open their gates rather than be subjected to being sacked. Vladmir naturally decided that his time was now. His challenge was yelled through the halls of the palace. Eventually he heard his father respond. The prince directed his emerald gaze towards the fiery haired form of his father. Ah so now that you are left with no where to run you face me. The prince stated rather simply All your armies beaten off, every city between here and the north laying in submission to me. Now youre forced to fight me yourself instead of sending others to try to drive me off. Im sure the heads of your generals made a lovely collection for you, I certainly enjoyed chopping off each of their heads. Hed thought to goad the kind into taking the field himself, but hed simply taken it as a sign of cowardice when he father had proven unwilling to respond to such deliberate provocation. As yet the prince had little concern for the queen or his sister. Both were likely to be met by the warriors that hed stationed at all the castles entrances. Whatever resistance they might offer would be met by the overwhelming force of numbers. No one was to escape him this time. He sought a complete and utterly satisfying victory. He smirked as he stated And since you always favoured my dear sister a pity you wont live to see me make her my whore. His sword was raised as he began to stalk towards the older man. His lips curled into a snarled appearance Ill have the kingdom thats mine by birth and that which Ive forged, and soon enough every other land upon which the light of day shines. Ill be no king, I shall be an emperor the likes of which the world has never seen. He sneered While you shall be forgotten save as a coward I dispatched. He moved closer to the king, his sword pointing directly towards him. The prince eyed the man as he remarked Draw your sword, else I shall have little choice but to strike your head off like the headsman that you deserve.
Thread: Vengence (Methos and Darknessembraced)

The king walked down the steps of the palace, his red gaze locked onto his son who had changed so much in the time that he had been gone from the palace and he frowned while shaking his head. You know nothing of how to rule a kingdom Vladamir. You control people with power and fear. I rule them with compassion and understanding. You've always been power hungry son. he said, his deep baritone voice filling the halls as he approached his son. You have such passion for things but you don't focus them right. He sighed as he stood before his son, his shoulders pulled back and his head held high. Upon his brow was one of the more simpler crowns of the king and his red hair made it look so much brighter. His red hair and eyes were the trademark of the kingdoms rulers, the kings always with red hair and eyes. But when his son was born a blonde, like his mother, the king knew. He knew that his son, even though he was first born, would not be made heir to the thrown. There was no sign of fear in the kings eyes or face as his son told him of all the people he had killed and he sighed in disappointment, his eyes sorrowful. I've been a fool, letting you get away with such things. Even as a child you pushed people around and caused them to fear you. I should of done something about it. But now it's too late. He was about to go on when he was accused of playing favorites and he glared at his son. I favored both of you. Neither one more then the other because I love you both. He placed his hand on the hilt of his sword while watching Vladamir stalk towards him and he shook his red hair from his face. He slowly unsheathed his long sword. The sword of his forefathers. It had been passed down in his family from one ruler to the next and it was made of several different types of precious metals and it had several gems along the hilt. Your sister only became my favorite after you left because she flourished. She grew into the position as ruler that I told her that she would have to take! he barked. She wanted to learn. And so I taught her everything she needed to know. But you want to hurt your little sister. The girl that looked up to you when you were children. You should be ashamed.
Thread: Vengence (Methos and Darknessembraced)

Vladamir remarked idly enough I dont know how to rule a kingdom? I created one from nothing. You stand here having lost your kingdom. Ive taken it from you with my own two hands and there has been not that you could do about it. He stated rather simply. You and your idiotic superstitions are both long past due to be consigned to the pages of history. His sword was shifted in his hand, the blade being pointed at the king as he remarked And my passions lack no problem theyve simply been cheated of their proper course. If Vladmir felt any measure of shame or regret none was readily apart. All that could be read from his features was irritation and vengeful anger. His sword was pointed towards the king and as the elder man finally drew his sword he stalked closer still. The gaudiness of the royal sword didnt seem to make any impression on him nor did the suggestion that he should not wish to hurt his sister. Dont blame me for the disaster you have wrought. Was his only comment as his blade would rather swiftly slice through the air towards the king. The prince moved with practiced ease. His tall and powerful form strode forward with his sword slashing dangerously through the air. The steel singing through the air as it seemed to dart first in one direction and then another as it sought to slip past what defense may be proffered against him. Ruthlessly he seemed to probe and press seeking to finish his invasion in a definite matter by putting an end to the king himself. He was aware that many of the soldiers from each side now watched the duel that was underway. The battle itself was all but won, it was simply a matter of claiming his kingship now.
Thread: Vengence (Methos and Darknessembraced)

The king shifted his stance as Vladamir spoke and he quickly lifted his blade and blocked his sons attack. He had to move quickly to be able to block his sons attacks each time they came at him, his feet moving in quick, graceful movements as he did his best to fight back. But this was a loosing battle for the king. He was getting old and he had been suffering from an illness, so his movements were slower then normal. And that came to an advantage for his son. As Vladamir's blade came down at him, the king moved back but not quick enough for a moment later he felt the burning pain of steel biting through the thick flesh of his upper arm and he took several steps back as he glanced down at his white shirt that was stained with not only the blood of others, but now his as well. Huffing softly, he looked up again while tightening his grip on his sword and gritted his teeth against the pain before beginning to strike back at Vladamir instead of just blocking. But the king was quickly beginning to tire as he attacked his own son. While they fought in the entrance hall of the palace, the queen and princess had been making their way quickly through the many corridors towards the secret exit that would lead out to the drains which had a path through them to where a secret boat would be waiting for them. The queen was having trouble moving through the halls because of her gown. It hindered her movements and slowed them and their guards down. Quickly mother, we must hurry. Nariko said softly, her red eyes scanning the halls for the leaver that would open the secret passage. But just as they reached it, a large group of Vladamir's soldiers seemed to come out of no where and attacked. Keeping a firm grip on her weapon, Nariko rushed into the fray and attacked the men, her weapon slicing through their armor with ease but she was soon over come. There were to many men for her to fight and she was soon disarmed and grabbed by the men, as was her mother. Get your hands off of them you scum! she spat to the men holding the queen as they began dragging them through the halls towards the main hall. As they got close, Nariko could hear the sounds of her father and brother fighting and soon enough she was dragged to the banister above where the two men were fighting and she watched in horror as her father fought her brother. She could see that her father was weakening and soon he would fall, tears filling her eyes as she watched.
Thread: Vengence (Methos and Darknessembraced)

Vladmir was rather relentless in the manner in which he pressed his attack. His moment of triumph seemed sufficiently close that no pause or hesitation seemed likely to come from his quarter now. When he blade struck against flesh and blood began to spill from his opponent he only seemed invigorated by it. With one blow having struck home he kept his sword moving with rather grim intent, the steel length rising to ward off each counter attack directed towards him. It was clear to his eyes that the king was flagging. The pace of their duel proved a thing that the elder man was in no condition to maintain. His blade rang as steel struck steel in quick succession. That his sister watched was lost upon him as he was entirely consumed with the matter at hand. The kings weakness became apparent and the prince began to seek to lend the strength of his form into each blow. He sought to make the king strain to parry the full force of each slash in his direction. His flurry of attacks persisted, constantly pressing towards his father. He moved closer and seemed to spring forward as his sword battered at that royal blade seeking to knock it aside and let his own cleave unimpeded towards his fathers neck. He sought to end the matter with one brutal cut. His lips parted to growl You cannot prevent me from taking that which is mine. The soldiers that had managed to prevent the escape of both the queen and the princess, now held them fast. They were their leaders relatives and while their escape was to be prevented, no order had been issued to kill them. Nor did they really wish to risk displeasure by slaying them when it was not desired. Thus they were held by the soldiers as they approached where their prince dueled with the king. They looked on anticipating the end, and some reward by their leader for capturing those that had sought to flee from him.
Thread: Vengence (Methos and Darknessembraced)

Blood was dripping all over the stark white floor, leaving spots of crimson all over the once clean floor that the servants spend hours cleaning. The kings shirt was getting soaked in his blood and he was slowly beginning to feel the effects of that blood-loss. He grunted as he deflected every attack that came at him, pushing his son back before taking a step or two backwards or dodging a blow. The fight was a clear loss for the older man as he staggered a bit with each blow and just when it looked like he might of been able to attack back, the sharp sound of metal clattering onto the marble floor filled the air as the king staggered backwards before falling to one knee. Up where the queen and princess were being held, the queen gasped as her husband fell and her blue eyes widened. No! she cried out, knowing that her own son was about to strike down the man she loved. Some of her curly blonde hair fell out of the up-do that it was in and the curls fell into her face as she struggled against the men holding her to no avail. From next to the queen, Nariko stared as her father and brother, the two men that she loved and cherished, fought against each other and tried to defeat each other. But when the royal families prized heirloom fell to the floor and her father fell to one knee, it seemed as if her heart stopped and she shook her head. Vladamir! she called down to him. Please, don't! Her red eyes gazed pleadingly down at her older brother as a tear fell down her cheek. It looked almost unnatural to see the tear rolling down the young warrior's cheek. She had changed alot in the years that Vladamir had been gone and even though he wouldn't be able to see all of her from his angle, he would be able to see just by looking into her face that she had changed from the cute, innocent little girl into a strong young woman.
Thread: Vengence (Methos and Darknessembraced)

Vladamir felt his sword strike the king full on, thereafter he looked over the elder man as he sank to a knee. As the royal sword clattered to the floor he remarked And so it ends. The prince thereafter promptly drove his sword into the kings chest. The blade would be plunged forwards into the chest until it was buried to the hilt and thereafter protruded through the kings back. Only then would he pull it forth leaving it dripping with blood. Hed smirk and wipe the sword off on the kings tunic. He sheathed his own sword and then scooped up the royal blade and the crown. Vladamir raised the crown and then rather simply set it upon his own head. Thereafter, he raised the sword upwards over his head to the cheers of the soldiers who had flocked into the hall. A rather simple chant of King Vladamir was struck up by his soldiers as they seemed to revel in seeing their leader forcibly crown himself. Little ceremony attended the event as it occurred over a pool of blood. The soldiers that had held the queen and princess prisoner now pushed them forward to bring them to the new kings attention. Vladamir hadnt responded to their screams before but now as queen and princess alike were shoved in his direction his eyes fell upon them. He regarded both of them rather coolly Ah the rest of my treacherous family. I suppose I could pretend to be glad to see you, but those that conspired to seek to steal what is mine from me can hardly be welcomed now can they? All this trouble over quaint superstitions, but thats all settled now. This land is mine by right of conquest as well as by birth. The royal sword hed taken from the floor was now rather idly pointed at his sister, the tip idly placed to her throat as he smirked Perhaps I should kill you now to discourage any who thought like my foolish predecessor. I might save myself some trouble hmm? A rather dark look was directed at them both, as he looked from one to the other. He pronounced Put them both in chains like the prisoners they are and thereafter take them to the royal chambers. Ill deal with them myself. He stated rather airily. He began to walk down the hallway as he stated Ive decided I shall make them my slaves.
Thread: Vengence (Methos and Darknessembraced)

Queen and princess watched in horror as Vladamir plunged his blade into the kings chest before removing it and wiping it clean on the kings once white shirt. The entire hall had become quiet except for the queens sobbing and cries of sorrow as she watched her husband collapse to the ground. The queen, Destiny, watched with tear filled eyes as her own son picked up the royal blade and the crown from his fathers head before crowing himself and raising the gilded sword above his head. A moment later the sound of the men around them chanting 'King Vladamir' filled the halls. As they were being pushed down the steps and towards Vladamir, Nariko moved silently while her mother stumbled along crying. The red haired young woman stared up at her brother dry-eyed as he spoke to them and she clenched her jaw while raising her chin difiantly. When she felt the tip of the sword placed against her throat, she didn't even blink as she stood there tall and proud. Go ahead. Kill me. she spoke coldly, ignoring her mothers frantic protests. After hearing his orders, Nariko narrowed her eyes at him before she was led away by the soldiers. The queen and princess were led down a seperate hallway then that Vladamir had gone down and they were taken to the royal chambers where they were put into shackles and chains then left alone, several guards remaining outside of the room to make sure they didn't escape. Once they were alone, Destiny began sobbing loudly and she fell to her knees while Nariko moved over to a locked window and stared out at the land below, her red eyes brimming with tears but she didn't allow them to fall as she glared angrily.
Thread: Vengence (Methos and Darknessembraced)

Vladamir seemed indifferent to the queens weeping. Nor was Narikos defiance greeted by anything more than a contemptuous glance. Although as he withdrew the sword her jaw would be nicked by it perhaps to suggest it was a not so idle threat. However, after hed issued the order that his mother and sister both be clapped into chains and taken to the royal chambers he seemed in no hurry to make his way there. Indeed having slain the king the remainder of his family did not immediately concern him. Rather he seemed to turn his mind to ensuring that his soldiers didnt destroy the city while he was preoccupied. Thus he left the castle and soon was upon horse back as he and his personal guard relayed orders to cease the fighting in the streets. The old kings head was displayed upon a spear, and Vladamirs road with the crown in full view. He tolerated the looting of a number of noble dwelling that he bore some ill will as theyd rather strongly supported his father. A purge of his fathers closest allies had been part of the plan, hence those whom had been most likely to seek to rally against him were conveniently eliminated, their homes looted and upon the morrow hed confiscate their lands for the crown. Of course some of that would need to be distributed among his followers. But hours would pass before Vladamir returned to the castle and the chambers where his sister and mother had been left to wait. The doors would swing open as his tall fair haired form filled the doorway, his eyes following upon the two women. He idly responded I trust youve managed to keep each other amused in my absence. The doors were shut behind him as he dryly remarked I should kill you both right now. However he strode towards them and then looked from one to the other. But I think instead I shall make an example of the both of you. For any who should think they escaped being slain for their past opposition to me tonight, Ill let both of you serve as a warning as to how I shall humble and crush any who have opposed me. He stood before Nariko and simply smirked Ah yes sister kill you hmm? You think I would let you off so easily as that. Ill make you wish for death, ah but then youll begin to be pleased you survived and feel the shame of it. His fist lashed out to strike the enchained woman rather forcefully as he idly noted From a would be queen to a slave girl. He intended to follow up the blow by grabbing hold of her top and tearing it from her body.
Thread: Vengence (Methos and Darknessembraced)

As the hours slowly went by, Destiny's sobbing died down and she fell into a fitful sleep on the floor, leaving Nariko to her thoughts. The young woman, barely out of her teens, remained by the window and gripped the chains connected to her shackles tightly in her hands. She wanted to cry over the loss of her father and from the downfall of her family. But she wouldn't let her tears fall. She couldn't. After her brother had been banished, she had been taught not to show weakness in the face of an opponant. When the doors opened, Nariko heard her mother stir before she turned to look at her brother as he entered and she stood there in her fighting attire with her head held high and her shoulders squared while listening to him speak. She merely stared at him with a small frown on her plump red lips. His words confused her. Make her wish for death then feel pleased yet ashamed that she survived? Before she could truely think about his words he struck her and she stumbled back before falling with a loud thud. As he reached for her top and began pulling to tear it from her curvy body, Nariko swung at him, lashing out with the chains of her shackles to hit him. Don't you touch me you bastard! she screamed at him. Don't you fucking dare. The girl scrambled back from him and sat there upon the floor while glaring up at him. Over near the bed, Destiny watch the interaction with wide eyes. Some of her curly blonde hair had fallen out of her updo and fell down around her shoulders.