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| Daleth | Jun 7 2010, 01:29 AM Post #16 |
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There was silence then. Jack wasn’t thinking much about the women or their inane chatter. He was itching to get a hold of the data. He wanted to see the progress. He had no intention of hurting Tiresia or sicking Ashley upon her. No, no, nothing of the sort. He was wanting more and more to work. The itch was in his palms. A ghost sensation that was brought on by his anxious, pressing want. As long as little Ti did not want to get in the way of progress, he would make her a happy creature indeed. But business was best discussed elsewhere. This walking around was a nuisance, set in motion by Ashley. She needed to be leashed. A simple adjustment and all that work on the subservience mods would be neatly dressing her brain. But no. That would ruin years of research. Years of research he could not replace. Best not to ruin such an anomaly as her. Pity. He looked at Tiresia then, his mind no longer drifting to distraction. His stride being what it was, it didn’t take much to be upon the small girl. He set a gentle hand on her shoulder. “A happy couple indeed.” He smiled under his mask. A reflex he learned. “I can’t help, but notice your discomfort. Your unease makes me unhappy. I wish nothing more than to have you as a guest.” He inclined his head, “If you so wish, I can set up other accommodations. I am well connected you see.” There was wispiness to the way he spoke. A soft, almost unwilling tone. He would seem fragile by judging his speech alone. This was not fragility of course. It was the best way to make the coldness of his voice seem... pleasant. Jack looked up from her to another woman on the street. By the looks of it, another drone looking for raves in the clubs. He set a lingering gaze on her. She could be a Monitor for all one knew. How easy it was to let appearances fool you. A wicked idea began to kick around his head. Perhaps Ashley would wish for this one as a toy. What were the odds of meeting two young women dressed in the machinery of gods? Yes, that was it. His work was of the gods. No, worthy of the gods. But was of the sin of man. This man. |
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Jack Vetis Corseting - Atreyu Around the Fur - Deftones Lhabia - Deftones Change (In the House of Flies) - Deftones MX - Deftones I Am - Godsmack Ursa M. Bitches - Mindless Self Indulgence The Feel Good Hit of the Summer - Queen of the Stone Age Stealing Society - System of a Down Shut Me Up - Mindless Self Indulgence Bad Boyfriend - Garbage Wack! - Mindless Self Indulgence Delphi Hollander White Rabbit - Jefferson Airplane Judith - A Perfect Circle Fragile - Lacuna Coil 15 Step - Radiohead Mushroom River - He is Legend Mykola "Z" Zykov Invincible - Static X Cradle of the Forest - Joe Romersa Last Man - Clint Mansell Man in the Box - Alice in Chains Evolution - Korn Blast Off to Nowhere - Powerman 5000 Feat. Rob Zombie Father Laedst Alleluia: Vidimus Stellam - Gregorian Chant Agnes Dei from Notre Dames Mass - Guillame De Machaut Wings of Kynareth - Jeremy Soule | |
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| The Futurist | Jun 7 2010, 02:06 AM Post #17 |
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Tiresia sighed. She had insulted the guy. "Sorry, I've just kind of been on edge for a while, you know?" She looked around, and then leaned in. "Can I tell you something? Something secret? Well, I'm gonna." Taking a deep breath, she readied herself. "I... I have no idea who I am. About... a few months ago? A year... Well, anyway, some point in the past I woke up completely naked in this sort of, well, lab a-and... God, I'm pausing a lot. But... I didn't know who I was, but everyone seemed so upset that I was awake. This guy tried to restrain me, but these tentacle-thingies," she let one extend from her forearm to demonstrate "they stopped him. Weirdest thing was that I think I picked up some of the things he knew. Anyway, I escaped, and all I could remember was the name Tiresia. So I took it. I've been trying to find out who I am, but the corps are after me, and I'm just so lost." A few tears started to run down her face. God damn, get it together. "And... And if you're one of those guys, I'll" she snorted. "I won't hesistate to kick your ass..." Now she was practically bawling. " I just wanna know what the Hell is going on!" |
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Character Roster The Lost Girl -- Tom's Diner by Suzanne Vega -- Sounds of Life, by Pendulum Ft. Jasmine Yee St. Jimmy -- Bad Reputation by Joan Jett -- You've Got a Friend by James Taylor Ms. Cut-Down-To-Size -- Skinny Little Bitch by Hole -- Sesame Street Theme by Sesame Street Aphrodite -- Irresponsible by Voltaire -- Drunk Again by Reel Big Fish The Lovely Ms. Lain -- So Ha by Splashdown -- Creep, by Radiohead A Living Nightmare -- Creator Has a Mastertape by Porcupine Tree -- Science by System of a Down | |
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| Rugon | Jun 7 2010, 02:31 AM Post #18 |
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Ashley sets to pondering, as they approach a woman smoking a cigarette. Jacky says not to touch Ti. She is important, of course. No touching. But Ashley desperately wanted a female playmate tonight. Jacky doesn't make a very good woman. He is too tall! Too muscle-y. And how is Ashley ever supposed to play Man when Jacky's penis is so visibly there? Ashley sets her eyes on a woman, wearing some rather interesting clothing. And smoking. That cigarette was quite clearly made of paper, Ashley could tell. This one was quite a rebel. She would make a fine playmate for the evening. She dismounts her man, and slinks over to Drey with speed and grace, wrapping her limbs around her, and looking her over, careful not to burn herself on the cigarette. That was something that would wait for play time. "You're gorgeous." Ashley says, running her fingers all over her as she inspects, circling. "You just have to come with us." Ashley makes her way behind the woman, hugging her from behind, and giving her breasts a good squeeze. "Oh, certainly. We're having a slumber party. We need a nice, curvy woman." Suddenly, her attention is shaken. Ashley hears Ti. Crying. Ashley hated the sound of crying. It was so... Annoying. "Hush now, we're not corps, you goof. Do I look like corps?" Ash was already beside the girl, grinning. "So, stop crying. Aren't we friends? I don't like my friends to cry." Ashley hugs her, tightly, rubbing her back. Consoling her. "So, hush up little Ti. We can play all kinds of games with our new friend, too. Crybabies don't get to play, remember that." |
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It Bleeds, It Breathes. What Stands Before Us Is Not A Machine. It Breathes It Will Bleed And It Will Dream. Ashley Karkaroff (Heaven Denies, by Demons & Wizards) It's Body Is Covered In Hundreds Of Wires. And A Mouth That Attempts To Speak It Attempts to Lie. Only Murmurs Collapse From Its Jaws. Brother (Blacken the Cursed Sun, by Lamb of God) And A World, A World Without, A World Without You. But I Rise, The Dead Will Pride It Breathes, Beyond This Life So Sleep, Sleep Among us and Hesitate No More. Pyotr Lukashenko (Judas Immortal, by Persuader) Entombment Of A Machine. We Kneel And We Plead For No Mourning Ahead Of Us. With Only Delayed Movements From Its Figure, We All Begin To Strain. Orrec Young (Sanity Soiled, Persuader) What Stands Before Us Is Not A Machine My Legs Weaken At The Sight Of This Damaged Program. This Program Kept You Breathing. It Kept You Alive. These Circuits, Diffused Once More. | |
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| Beanpaste_Kitten | Jun 7 2010, 09:27 PM Post #19 |
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A few moments, just a few short moments of taking her eyes of the strange trio was all it took for one of the women to hop over and molest Drey where she stood. Just a few god damned moments! What the fuck?! This woman was touching her... And why?! Drey stood stiff, resisting the urge to knock the crap out of this freaky pervert girl. Normally she would have found a fist in her face the moment Drey became uncomfortable, but something volatile hung in the air around this one. Plus, she totally had crazy-eyes. Drey was hardly in the mood for a fight tonight - She might ruin her nice clothes. Besides, as an unfortunate truth, she was pretty numb to being groped by strangers. They just usually weren't women. Or anyone who just walked up to her on the side of the street. Anyway, it seemed that crazy-eyes wanted her to come home with them. So... They were a family? Or companions, of sorts. Either way they were almost certainly dysfunctional. At least one of them seemed to be. "Thanks for the compliment..." Drey murmured, eyeing the group with an odd expression that was not too far from What the fuuuuck?!. "And while I would just love to run off with a group of strangers much like yourself, always a fantasy of mine you see, I have to say tonight I'm just not in the mood." Drey did nothing to hide her sarcasm, this was too weird. People didn't normally proposition her on the street like that unless she was playing her hooker scam. Did she look like a hooker tonight? She looked down briefly. Meh, not really. One of them was crying now. Drey sighed. What the hell was going on here. At least it got crazy-eyes off of her. Apparently the tearful one's name was Ti. Oh god... What did crazy-eyes mean by "play"? Drey was willing to bet that it didn't involve dice or a card game. But maybe a joystick.... She held back a shudder, taking another drag of her cigarette as a replacement. Yum. She wouldn't go home with that bunch even for pay. Crazy-eyes was probably impossible to knock out. It'd surely take much more than a lamp. Drey eyed them as they talked, her eyes shifting from the two girls to the man. Maybe.... Just maybe... Crazy-eyes was the hooker, and the big man was their pimp. Could Ti be the new girl? Is that why she was crying? Oh no no no, Drey didn't want to get stuck with some pimp. This bunch looked like they might be harder to scam than her usual "clientele". She sighed again, then took a couple of discreet steps away from the bunch. Maybe she should just keep walking... Edited by Beanpaste_Kitten, Jun 7 2010, 09:31 PM.
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Drey/Ana The untraceable Jaimie Free love and peace for all | |
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| The Futurist | Jun 7 2010, 11:44 PM Post #20 |
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Instinctively, Tiresia hugged the girl she barely knew back, before snorting loudly and pulling away. "That's... That's two times today I've had a public outburst... Egh, I guess I'm just having a bad week." She she pulled out a tissue from her pocket, and blew her nose, before tossing the thing away and regaining her breath. She had let her guard down now, quite foolishly. Running her fingers through her hair, Ti looked at both Jack and Ashley. "I'm sorry, I'm just... Just not used to being able to trust people, and this situation has been painful to say the least. I really gotta thank you two for offering me a place to sleep like this. It's a real pain in the ass to sleep on the streets, especially since this place is so damn cold." Pulling out another cigarillo, Tiresia lit up. "So, yeah. You both know my secret now. Admittedly," she looked at Jack as she puffed on the cigarillo. "you kinda look familiar, mister." After all that crying, Tiresia was too drained emotionally to be paranoid anymore. She just wanted to pretend someone was genuinely concered for her. It felt good, even if her brain was screaming that there was something about this that was horribly, horribly wrong. She looked at Ashley "Thanks for the hug, though... I kinda needed that." |
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Character Roster The Lost Girl -- Tom's Diner by Suzanne Vega -- Sounds of Life, by Pendulum Ft. Jasmine Yee St. Jimmy -- Bad Reputation by Joan Jett -- You've Got a Friend by James Taylor Ms. Cut-Down-To-Size -- Skinny Little Bitch by Hole -- Sesame Street Theme by Sesame Street Aphrodite -- Irresponsible by Voltaire -- Drunk Again by Reel Big Fish The Lovely Ms. Lain -- So Ha by Splashdown -- Creep, by Radiohead A Living Nightmare -- Creator Has a Mastertape by Porcupine Tree -- Science by System of a Down | |
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| Daleth | Jun 8 2010, 03:14 AM Post #21 |
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Yet again Jack was silent. He cocked his head to one side to watch the odd scene that unfolded. Groping, crying, confessions… What an odd night. He wasn’t in the mood for all of the chatter and emotion and chaos. He idly patted Ashley on the head and then seemed to separate them with a gentle tug of Tiresia. He maneuvered the small girl to his opposite side. A new prize had fallen into his lap. This was becoming more and more interesting; Female flippancy aside. He looked down at her, “It would be best not to talk of these things on the streets.” He said hoarsely. “You and I… we have business to discuss once we’ve made it to my humble abode. I will keep you safe.” Jack turned his attention to this other one, “My apologies, young lady.” He suddenly had a cause, “Ash, we have business. If she is a working girl, take her home, but if you collect the unwilling, I may be chased. You don’t want to move again. So soon? We don’t need a draught.” He started walking again, steering Ti. “We need to get you out of here." |
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Jack Vetis Corseting - Atreyu Around the Fur - Deftones Lhabia - Deftones Change (In the House of Flies) - Deftones MX - Deftones I Am - Godsmack Ursa M. Bitches - Mindless Self Indulgence The Feel Good Hit of the Summer - Queen of the Stone Age Stealing Society - System of a Down Shut Me Up - Mindless Self Indulgence Bad Boyfriend - Garbage Wack! - Mindless Self Indulgence Delphi Hollander White Rabbit - Jefferson Airplane Judith - A Perfect Circle Fragile - Lacuna Coil 15 Step - Radiohead Mushroom River - He is Legend Mykola "Z" Zykov Invincible - Static X Cradle of the Forest - Joe Romersa Last Man - Clint Mansell Man in the Box - Alice in Chains Evolution - Korn Blast Off to Nowhere - Powerman 5000 Feat. Rob Zombie Father Laedst Alleluia: Vidimus Stellam - Gregorian Chant Agnes Dei from Notre Dames Mass - Guillame De Machaut Wings of Kynareth - Jeremy Soule | |
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| Rugon | Jun 8 2010, 03:55 AM Post #22 |
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Ashley knew what he meant. Being "chased" was the nice way of saying "having Ashley systematically dismantle a squad of Shieldbearers from their skin and various organs so that no one can identify them once they've moved again." She giggles, and begins slowly following Jack and Ti, cartwheeling beside them as they move. Suddenly, she stops. "Oh!" She screeches, and turns to look at the woman. "If you are a working girl, I can pay. I have lots of money. And toys. I have LOTS of toys. Follow us~!" She goes back to cartwheeling, hoping that the woman is, in fact, a hooker. Tis the only way to stuff all manner of toys inside her. |
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It Bleeds, It Breathes. What Stands Before Us Is Not A Machine. It Breathes It Will Bleed And It Will Dream. Ashley Karkaroff (Heaven Denies, by Demons & Wizards) It's Body Is Covered In Hundreds Of Wires. And A Mouth That Attempts To Speak It Attempts to Lie. Only Murmurs Collapse From Its Jaws. Brother (Blacken the Cursed Sun, by Lamb of God) And A World, A World Without, A World Without You. But I Rise, The Dead Will Pride It Breathes, Beyond This Life So Sleep, Sleep Among us and Hesitate No More. Pyotr Lukashenko (Judas Immortal, by Persuader) Entombment Of A Machine. We Kneel And We Plead For No Mourning Ahead Of Us. With Only Delayed Movements From Its Figure, We All Begin To Strain. Orrec Young (Sanity Soiled, Persuader) What Stands Before Us Is Not A Machine My Legs Weaken At The Sight Of This Damaged Program. This Program Kept You Breathing. It Kept You Alive. These Circuits, Diffused Once More. | |
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| Beanpaste_Kitten | Jun 8 2010, 04:09 AM Post #23 |
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"I...." Drey began, suddenly unsure of what her response should be. Part of her wanted to run away screaming, figuratively of course, but another part of her couldn't take her eyes of the crying girl. The one who had been crying anyway. There was something familiar about her, this lost look in her eyes. It reminded her of... Then there was the way she seemed so desperate to spill her everything to these two people and in complete disregard of Drey, only a stranger to them all, who could have been, well, anybody. Drey bit her lip. Was she feeling protective? Yes. Oh God... She thought. I can't believe I'm about to do this. "Why yes. I am a girl for hire." Jesus. "At least tonight I am. Covering another girl's shift, you see. She got herpes. Shame." She just had to follow them. They were clearly not good people, but that girl... She seemed so innocent. Drey mentally kicked herself. Hopefully, "Ti" wasn't part of some act. Something told her she wasn't. Fuck all. She was probably going to be murdered tonight. Drey sighed. What she wouldn't do to protect a kid. Please, God, let me escape the dildos... She thought as she said as cheerfully as she could muster, "Where to? Edited by Beanpaste_Kitten, Jun 8 2010, 04:12 AM.
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Drey/Ana The untraceable Jaimie Free love and peace for all | |
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