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Thread: Good vs./with Evil?[ [dream]&SHARPii ]

Given that the speed she was driving was beyond fast, she got them to her safe house in only a couple of hours. She heard Vivian's little cries before she had drifted to sleep. SHe did her best to ignore them. They both knew that Carlyle was a sucker to Vivian's sadness. She grew fond of the woman when they were in high school and took it to her responsibility to look after her. LIke a little sister and at one point it was definitely more than a little sister way. Though she never expressed those feelings to Vivian, afraid to scare her off. And still those feelings remained but she said nothing, showed no expression of that or her vulnerability. Whatever soul that was left in her, was growing again to her dismay. If she changed to her good ways, she'd have nothing. She'd rather be evil than want to succumb to the life of a true invisible girl for the rest of her life. Reaching into Boston, just a few more minutes and they'd reach the house. Once there, she parked and then got out and went to the other side and helped the sleeping Vivian. She carried the woman, still so light and easy to hold and carry. Once inside, she set her down on a black leather couch and then walked away from her, going to the little kitchen she had set up and started to make some food for the both of them. In truth, Vivian was still her hostage but because of her feelings for the girl, it'd be difficult to ruin her and attempt killing her when she'd have to watch her suffer. It was a nightmare. Coming back with a cup of warm tea and some aspirin for her, she handed her the mug and gave her the two pills. She said nothing as she looked away from her. Just her current situation hurt to see her in. If Constance didn't have t hose feelings for her, it'd be easier, but because she did, it made things so much harder and she hated that so so much. It was obvious on her face that it pained her to see Vivian like this. Crying, and in pain for what she did on her own hand. Letting out a quiet sigh, s he went to her computer and logged on, turning all circuits on and was in business. You think your police force would be trying to look for you? If so, how much do you think your worth as ransom? She asked dully and quietly, trying to not think back to their conversation in the car. ignoring it and making it seem as if it had no effect on her which it did.
Thread: Good vs./with Evil?[ [dream]&SHARPii ]

She slowly sipped the tea. It was chai. Just like high school. It had been her favorite. Aspirin, swig, down the hatch. Relief would come in maybe 10 minutes. She rarely used medicine. Her body had scars to prove her reliance on natural healing. Where she'd been a meek nerdy thing in high school, she was now a marked, fragile-looking woman. And usually, she was tougher than this. But one blow to the temple brought her down. Or perhaps it was one blow to the heart. It hurt bad. Aspirin couldn't solve that. When she was asked how much ransom would be, she shook her head. Nothing. NYCPD doesn't cough up cash for vigilantes. Part of the agreement. I'm on my own in a legal sense. They can't give you a dime anyway. No negotiations with criminals. Not without a sniper team with a bead on your head. As for the other heroes, maybe they'd come. But it certainly wouldn't involve money. Plus you might get someone as nasty to deal with as Supercollider. Can't kill him... He's just a mass of radioactive atoms in a balloon suit... He's got another 15 years before reaching half-life and weakening to a point of instability. Ransom hasn't worked once since the Hero Act was put into motion. Meteor Fist wouldn't be great either. He's never needed to see something in order to punch it. She'd managed to flip back into Vital Sting mode. Finaly back to her heroic self. And she had one trick left, compliments of Cybergirl and the superhero team Lost and Found. The only question was when to spring the trap and claim victory. Or at least try.
Thread: Good vs./with Evil?[ [dream]&SHARPii ]

Keeping her back to her, she nodded as she explained and she sighed softly. Alright...well I guess you are staying here then. No longer a hostage but perhaps someone I can trust still. She brought a knee to her chest and she sighed softly, putting her finger to her mouth, biting on the nail. Oh wait...I can't trust you. You deceived me and who knows what will happen if I confide in you again. She turned around and then crossed a leg over the other, facing her. Can I trust you? Or will you pull a Sting on me and capture me again? was everything you said in the car true? Did I let my guard down for nothing, all to just be punk'd by you? Sure she was only like a two-year mentor to her but they remained in some kind of contact until Carlyle Shepherd vanished from the face of this planet and all taht was left was her young records from a baby to high school. The day she changed her name, stuff stopped going under as Carlyle Shepherd and started going under Constance Shep and that was mostly her criminal record. Letting out a soft sigh she shook her head and she looked back at Vivian. Honestly, she really didn't know what to do which is why she kept biting on her nail so much. She was at a loss for ideas and what to do and it scared her. That it only took Vivian to come back into her life like this and suddenly she felt like Carlyle...except she was pretty now and not ugly. Do you want me to accept defeat and let you take me in? Make them find me guilty and put me behind bars and I stay in jail for the rest of my life? Is that what you want? She finally stood up and went to her. What the hell do you want from me Vivian!? Huh!?
Thread: Good vs./with Evil?[ [dream]&SHARPii ]

Vital Sting stood up and looked her best friend turned adversary right in the eyes. They were close enough that they could feel each other's faint breaths on each other's necks. Tension had filled the air in a fashion not seen since wild west duels. In a way, it almost was one. I never deceived you. You left me! You just 'fuck off' and left everything behind. Including me! You best friend! Or so I thought. What? Couldn't take another minute of being with me and decided to fuck up society? Couldn't make it into a college to see that all the high school bullshit didn't matter? That high school was nothing more than shit in a can that prepared you for lifes challenges by getting 99 of the horrible shit out of the way? FUCK! You couldn't even confide in me when you thought about lashing out! You didn't even trust me then, so why would you now? You just used me back then to feel better about yourself. Bitch! You were never my friend. You duped me like everyone else you've ever seen and gave me the fucking middle finger! Lashing out verbally made her click her molars together rather harshly, with triggered the small implant inside. All that stuff that had been taken off in the car. Her belt, her bow, the goggles, communicators... All of it appeared on her body, in their rightful places, all of the back-up gear she had stored in extradimensional space thanks to the three heroes that helped her out most. And as the goggles appeared over her eyes, an arrow appeared in her hand, as she jabbed the end into the woman that was causing her so much pain now. It was a stun cap, a jolt that would easily take the other woman out for a few hours.
Thread: Good vs./with Evil?[ [dream]&SHARPii ]

Constance glared at her and it was so not even like that. Her life fell apart when she couldn't get into a single college. Everything that Vivian was saying was a bunch of bull-shit and she knew that. They were actual friends in high school and the only reason she pretty much disappeared was she had no confidence or any motivation anymore or even hope after being labeled the freak of the state. Ever since her accident in science, she swore off any science and got such a curse she wished it never happened. She wished she wasn't even in the situation she was in now. If she could go back, she never would have stayed in the science room after hours and worked on an experiment that clearly was disastrous. Clenching her hands into fists, nails digging into her palms, she gritted her teeth and let out a breath. I was always your friend! I fucking fell in love with you! SHe screamed, tears having welled up in her eyes and threatened to fall. But before anymore could happen, she was jabbed by an arrow and instantly fell unconscious, fallen to the floor and was so out. Having just admitted her dire secret to her, she knew it wouldn't have done squat. But it was true. She did fall in love with Vivian during high school and leaving her behind was the hardest thing ever. It sucked to do it but she couldn't bring her down with her. Carlyle had fallen so low at the end of high school, there was no way she could bring Vivian. And she knew that if she told her the truth about why she was leaving, she'd try to tag along. SO in some way, what she said was true. But Carlyle only did it for her own good and so that she'd be happy that Carlyle was out of her life. It was the only way otherwise Vivian would be as screwed up as Carlyle was. Had she got the chance to explain that before she was knocked out, it'd probably change a lot of things right then and there.
Thread: Good vs./with Evil?[ [dream]&SHARPii ]

Vital Sting looked down at the collapsed lump that used to be her best friend. She'd heard every word, of course. And like real love, she had reciprocated those feelings. At one time. Now with all tat had happened, she didn't care. She was a hero, and Carlyle was a villain. There was a duty to work with here. She was supposed to be in love with her job. But Vivian could exist, just for a few more minutes. She picked up the villain and set her so she was laying on the couch. As she looked over the body, she couldn't help but wonder if things would have been different, or really, how much different period, that things would have been if Carlyle had the courage to o to her rather than just run off to her life of crime. As she looked at the costume she wore, and the one Carlyle wore, the difference between them became so clear. She was still the same from her high school days. Her tight yellow latex outfit was mostly covered, for protection, yes, but also for the conservative image. Then Carlyle was in nothing more than leather pants and a bikini top. She'd changed so much, and yet still was Carlyle. This will be the last of Vivian... After this, she won't exist. This is goodbye. Vivian loved you too, so very much... She leaned down and locked her lips with Carlyle's, feeling the still warmth, the soft flesh beneath her own lips.
Thread: Good vs./with Evil?[ [dream]&SHARPii ]

Even though she had confessed her feelings for her which remained the same to this day, she knew it wouldn't have done anything. Much. Given the kind of arrow she was jabbed with, even she thought that she'd be out for way longer but then again, she wasn't physically weak anymore and trained herself to be stronger. It worked since as she was laid down, she wasn't coming to but once she felt a certain pair of soft sweet lips against hers, her eyes slowly opened. All of a sudden now, vivian would be able to feel Carlyle kissing her back, her hand having even moved around her cheek and slightly around her neck. Pulling back, it was like something had come over her and there was no fighting the rush of lust she had for. Her body needed true companionship. She was never able to be with a woman because it'd feel wrong since she had such feelings for Vivian, the only woman she'd ever want to be with. And right now...there was no stopping that. Sitting up, she pulled the girl down onto her completely and then turned her so she was on her back an laying on the couch and Carlyle was on top of her. Pinning her wrists back up above her head she grinned and looked down at her. You love me. You always will won't you? just like I have and always will love you. She leaned down and her lips pressed to Vivian's lovingly and not trying to be harsh on it and then after a little bit, she trailed them down to her neck and kissed her there. Her hands eventually laced with hers and she shifted so her legs were straddling the girl's hips, yet her torso was pressed to Vivian's. Bodies connected.
Thread: Good vs./with Evil?[ [dream]&SHARPii ]

Vivian... ... Vivian! Stop, now! ... She's kissing you back! She's coming to, you idiot! We need to apprehend her now while she's too weak to fight back. This is supposed to be the last thing you ever do, so we can finally be the hero you've always wanted to be. ... VIVIAN! Vivian found herself flipped over and pinned, straddled and dominated by Carlyle. She could feel it to her very core. It wasn't Shep that was pinning her down, it was the girl she loved. Vivian gladly submitted to her mentor, her body needing guidance, receiving it with every kiss, bring her more and more into ecstasy. iVivian, you idiot! What about when she finds out about a certain attribute? Huh?i Instant worry. As Carlyle kissed her neck and slid her body against hers, she had a dread feeling rise in her chest. Because another feeling was rising to make its presence known against Carlyle's hips. She'd never shared that aspect of herself with anyone, ever. She was too secretive about the part that made her feel so awkward. Carlyle had slept over, but Vivian had always used the bathroom privately, and always wore clothes that covered her shame. C-car...
Thread: Good vs./with Evil?[ [dream]&SHARPii ]

Slowly, she retracted back a little bit and looked into Vivian's eyes. She let out a soft smile and then moved her hand around her cheek and kissed her forehead. tell me. She always knew there was something taht Vivian had always hid from her. She never knew what or understood what it was exactly but it'd not something she'd ever hold against her. This girl was so perfect in her eyes and nothing about her could ever change her perspective and view on her. It was possible at least and she knew it wouldn't happen. besides, who was carlyle to judge anyways? She always wanted to be accepted and Vivian was the one person to accept her for her. With time she grew to love her and nothing could change that. Her hand moved into her hair. Her guard was down completely, down enough at least for Vivian to be let into her and not freak out. Deep down inside,they were both their same dorky and geeky selves, slowly coming forth the more they reconnected. What could be better than that? Carlyle already knew what Vivian's job was and that was to bring her in but that wasn't her true job. Deep down, they both desired for each other, needed and loved each other and hopefully in the end, they could get to that stage and stay there, for good.
Thread: Ghibli Girls - Grownup and In Love ( Stardust and Chiechan )

Kiki slowly flew along the street with some books in her arms. She had had a last few years, she was known as the town's witch, and was respected by all for the most part . She had managed to keep herself in business as well with her delivery service which had expanded in area. However, she had yet to tell anyone except her cat familiar Gigi, about her understanding of her own sexuality. She had realized she was not into boys - not physically or romantically. Girls however had attracted Kiki more and more as the years had gone along. This was not surprising one had taken her virginity....The young artist had brought so much out of Kiki she never thought she dreamt she would feel - and especially not with another woman. The artist girl had moved to a bigger city, so her frantic sapphic tumbles with the woman at the lady's home had come to an end. And now Kiki, much an adult woman herself as the woman was when they first met, had to find another girl to make her whole. But for now..she had a delivery to make...and on that note, she landed her broom in front of the town library and walked through the two large doors.
Thread: ATTN: Notte

ilu 3 Just so you know. listulistulistulistulistulistu
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Cuddles I 3 you! Oooh, to bad I didn't like the way those one pictures turned out. Remember when we were talking about the sexy detective outfit and painting me in chocolate to lick it off? Well, I put chocolate all over the censored parts. But I just didn't like how the pictures turned out. So...
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Hehe. You look so cute with Mr. Biggelsworth. -cuddles- listulistulistulistulistulistu
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Merci. I love Mr. Biggelsworth. But, damn, I feel short. He is taller then I am! I can hide behind him and no one would ever know. XD
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I can hide you behind him and keep you all to myself. Mwahahahaha! listulistulistulistulistulistu
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I like the sound of that. Hides behind Mr. Biggelsworth with you All innocents people. We're not doing anything. I swear. Lies
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Yeah.... ... Nothing... -fondles Notte- listulistulistulistulistulistu
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Runs hands down Iza's sides and kisses neck Haloed innocents...
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This thread is going to turn out to be just us making out isn't it? lawl listulistulistulistulistulistu
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XD Since we are the only one's here in this thread. Yes. Most likely. But it will still be fun. Until someone enters into it. Then its also still really fun. Because they won't see us behind Mr. Biggelsworth. They'll imagine it though. Oh, yea.
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They're not cool enough to hang out behind Mr. Biggelsworth. B listulistulistulistulistulistu
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Nope. Nope. You got that right. Mr.Biggelsworth is our bodyguard.
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Oh yes, and guard them he shall. And I? I shall play. -nips at Notte's throat- listulistulistulistulistulistu
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You can bite me as hard as you want, Cheri. I'm happy to wear your vampire love marks.
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Rawr. I always start off gentle, mon amour. Builts up the excitement, you know. listulistulistulistulistulistu
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Oui, that is very true. But, still, don't forget. I'm not a porcelain doll. I won't break no matter what. o3o
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Oh yes, I know. Only men seems to think that a women will break if you're firm with her. We know different, don't we, Notte? listulistulistulistulistulistu
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Oui, that we do. I hate it when they think that we're going to break if they ride us too hard. I mean, if your sitting there yelling out Harder! Faster! DEEPER! You think they'd actually do it, but nope. Very disappointing. And come on, mouth, lips, teeth, and tongue. Use them in the process. Hands to. Damn it. I love it when I get scratched back just as hard as I gave. Or when they hold me so hard that it leaves bruises. Just because they are so out of control. Purrs
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Gods, yes. I'm not happy unless I leave the bed, or where ever, without marks. Men don't seem to understand this. If I didn't love the cock so much, I'd totally go lesbian for you Notte. -bites into her shoulder- listulistulistulistulistulistu
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Anyone that leaves my bed, always has marks on them. Bite marks. Scratches. Bruises when I dig my heels in to thrust them in deeper. It's great. You know, I've actually never left my bed with any marks from men. They are afraid to hurt me. Even when I ask for it. Its supposed to be something erotic, wild, untamed . Something so good that its dangerous. Bordering on illegal because its so uninhibited, primitive , natural. Undomesticated. Chaotic, enthusiastic, uncontrolled. So sinful that its blasphemy just to even think about it. I want totally control and restraints to be thrown aside. Damn, if only that would come true. I'd be in heaven ! . The joys of going both ways. Purrs and scratches nails down your lower back
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-pops out of nowhere-
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XD Hidden in an alcove behind Mr. Biggelsworth
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Such a cute bear. -flying tackles it- oh hai.
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No!!! Mr. Biggelsworth, you dirty rotten cheat! How dare you, you two timing bastard. XD How are you, Pistol?
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-snuggles le bear- Sleepyhornyboredhoware you?
Thread: Sunagakure Shinobis (Selo and Anjeru)

It had been a long day, and Yaku was finally able to meet his squad. He had been wondering when their Sensei was going to get there, he was one of the first few there but was obviously the last squad out. He sat behind a desk, his elbows on the table, forehead propped against his grasped fingers. He looked up at the two kunoichi still left and sighed softly. He would be in a squad with those two. One was a ninjutsu user named Aikou, the other a genjutsu named Sorelle. Yakusai was a Nin and Tai jutsu user, mainly based on a colse range surprise attacker. His style of fighting was to make people think he only used long range jutsus, and when they got in close to try and 'gain an advantage' he would counter act them and fight them with his exceeding Taijutsu barrages. He sat patiently, glancing at the door every now and then to make sure their sensei got there or not. He wasn't a very patient person, but he could deal with it. The next moment the window slung open and a slightly young women stood crouched on the window seal. Evening kids! Sorry I'm late. Had lunch and lost track of the time. She informed and dropped down. She had on a crossing dual belt, a short sword on either side of her waist, both sheathed and her head back was wrapped around one of the casings. Yaku's own headband was wrapped around his leg, his hoody on over his head.
Thread: Sunagakure Shinobis (Selo and Anjeru)

Re Sungakure Shinobis Dream Reaver and Anjeru Aikou had been sitting in the classroom for a little while now, waiting for her fellow team mates to arrive she'd much rather be in here than at home with her over-protective and over-bearing parents anyway. Her violet eyes watched as another young woman walked in that had to be Sorelle, the Genjutsu user. Considering she was female, that had to be her. Aikou knew there to be only one other female, besides the teacher. This one was odd though...she looked out of place, with the hair for one...and her eyes, for another. One was...red? Strange. Oh well. To each his own, she mused. Sorelle moved into the room and didn't really pay attention to the other girl. She wasn't here to make friends. The very lithe-formed young girl made her way to the back and leaned lazily against the wall, crossing her arms over her chest. The one girl...Aikou...Ninjutsu user. Sorelle didn't see her posing much trouble, but her eyes then moved to the male member of their squad. He, on the other hand, looked to be more of what she was used to, ability wise. However, this was just all from her first glance assessment. People had proven her wrong before. Not often, but they had. Both the girls just sort of seemed to keep to themselves, Aikou more looking like she wanted to be out and about than sitting in here. Sorelle seemed like she could care less, her expression lacking any emotion at all, except perhaps boredom. Two pairs of eyes lifted, hoever, when their Sensei almost literally popped in through the window of the classroom. Sorelle didn't say anything lifted a brow in silence. Aikou tilted her head curiously, lavender strands of hair falling across her youthful face. Both the girls wore their headbands at their waist just a thing they both seemed to prefer.