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Bearbeitet von Chesh I Guess:
5/5/2016 11:24:55 PM
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[b][i]Pit Stop[/i][/b]
[b][u]The Jolly Undertaker, Docking Bay[/u][/b]
[b]Nikki settles into the comfort of her ship's sleeping quarters. She lays with the covers off, in simple white pants and a tank-top that reveals her stomach. She had nice curves, and even some muscle... But nothing overbearing to make her look like a block of muscle or the nineteenth letter of the alphabet.[/b]
https://imgur.com/a/vbfvE
[b]She sighs, taking a sip from a medical ration juice pouch. It tasted like fruit punch... Or at least it was supposed to. Modern medicine certainly made the healing process twice as fast and far less painful. Most of her wounds were gone and the ones that were left were unnoticeable. It paid to have an expensive med-bay. Her ship lay dormant in the east side of the hangar, open. She didn't have anything worth stealing, except maybe her organs, but those weren't going anywhere. Plus, she was to lazy to move from her spot and close the ramp. Her hair lay scattered amongst her white pillow, the blonde color glimmering in the light. It was good to be back, and now she could actually look for some jobs around the ship. She could use some work... But not now... Now she was just content to relax.[/b]
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=23Rb4HZSXNY
[spoiler]Closed.[/spoiler]
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[b]pretty sure if you have the blood forcefully ripped from your body, you basically become a prune m8. He lust sorta lays there... Empty[/b]
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Bearbeitet von Forlorn Crow: 5/7/2016 9:15:22 PMFine you can have some just not all [b]He flakes off some of the solidified blood into the wisp's mouth and they liquify[/b]
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[b]he jolts to life, choking over his own tongue for a moment, sprawling out onto the floor and shaking like an epileptic crackhead at a rave before calming down...[/b] "What... The -blam!-... Dude... I kinda needed... That blood to... Survive."
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Fine take it...but you should probably avoid kicking the bucket when you're naked [b]He places the solidified orb of blood in the wisp's hand and feels his throat[/b] I don't feel any foreign objects so the blood is safe [b]He stands up and picks them both up then carries them to Tiberius's room[/b]
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[b]he shoves the entire orb in his face and devours it.[/b] "If I may ask, who is it you just killed?"
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The last person that dared to assault my throne [b]He pulls a knife out of his boot and cuts his own hand slowly bleeding out then turning the blood into a ring then hands it to the wisp[/b] Here's a gift from me to you. So long as you nourish your self a little bit at a time instead of consuming the whole thing it'll reproduce what was lost [b]Tiberius was wrapped in his towel and gently stroking his tail[/b] "Why did you kill my aunt?" She wasn't your aunt. You must have assumed we were siblings because of how much we fought but I don't blame you "Grandma is gonna get mad at you"
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"Did I just walk into an episode of Maury or something or is Tibe here just severely misinformed."
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He assumed she was his aunt and who he calls his grandmother is a close friend of mine that took on the motherly role for a group of mercenaries keeping them all in line...including me [b]He stands up and stretches pulling a bottle of wine out of his inner coat pocket[/b] If you need me I'm either passed out drunk in the bathtub or passed out drunk in my room...Tiberius avoid touching him in ways he might find sexually harassing to him no matter how weird his anatomy is [b]With that final comment he waves to them and opens the bottle of wine slowly drinking as he makes his way down the hall[/b] "When he gets drunk he's weird...he goes on a hunt for alcohol and can consume enough to kill at least 30 men before going down"
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"Eh, my biological father was a raging alcoholic. AND YOU ARENT USING THE RIGHT STUFF, DUMBASS!" [b]he chucks a bottle of jack Daniels at him and passes out in the corner [/b]
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Bearbeitet von Forlorn Crow: 5/7/2016 10:25:05 PM[b]He catches the bottle and walks back into the room[/b] And he's still naked...Tiberius do whatever you want to him while I go drink myself unconscious [b]He walks back down the hall and Tiberius stares at the wisp for a few moments then sits down next to him[/b] "Are you ok?"
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Bearbeitet von Cosmic: 5/8/2016 12:30:21 AM[b]he flips his shit and is back in his clothes in a fraction of a second[/b] "Uhhh... Yeah. What are you gonna... Do... To me? Don't try to pull anything weird, dude."
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"I was hoping to enjoy your body heat but I guess that's no longer an option" [b]He puts on a pair of boxers and sits down on his bed[/b] "I find clothing uncomfortable but you clearly don't enjoy nudity"
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Bearbeitet von Cosmic: 5/8/2016 5:38:38 AM"Uhh.... I need to tell you... Something." [b]he lays out a ton of old, OLD News clips of wisps being hunted, and the hunters being praised as heroes. Those who where abducted have their mouths sewn shut as a form of torture, literally starving them to death.[/b] "Wisps can only derive nutrients from human, or similar species flesh. I've eaten many men, and I am far from proud of it." [b]he draws a beaten, old glock handgun. The Gun is a dark red, and along the barrel is inscribed[/b] "[i]i cannot live with you, not without you."[/i] "Wisp skins are worth a good bit on the market, and wisp flesh is a delicacy in many places. If you want to shoot me... I understand. After all, you are doing humanity a favor, aren't you?" [b]he holds the gun by the barrel, the grip toward Tiberius as he offers him the gun. A bloody tear streams down his face from his bright blue, cat-like eyes he had inherited from his father. A Withered old Kukri blade hangs from his shoulder, inscribed with the names of his people, many of them scratched out[/b]
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[b]Tiberius pushes the gun away and leans forward then bites the wisp's shoulder, he pulls away quickly and spits out blood[/b] "A delicacy. Tasted weird to me but still I'd much rather have you around as a walking talking creature than hanging you on a wall" [b]He sticks his tongue out at him, a few moments later dragging feet on water is heard before the sound of a bottle breaking[/b] Son of a bitch...to. To hell with thee [b]The sounds of the ramp opening and closing are heard then it's silent again[/b]
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"Ow... We're being hunted as well, by the NTR. I don't wanna lie to y'all."
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"Daddy said he's always being hunted by people...he thinks it's fun" [b]Tiberius sits in his lap and hugs him tightly[/b] "You're very warm"
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"Uhhh... Excuse me?" [b]he laughs in the silence between his words[/b]
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[b]Tiberius rests his head on the wisp's shoulder and falls asleep[/b]
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[b]he just sorta shrugs to himself and sits there, waiting for daylight[/b]
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[b]A few times during the night he could feel Tiberius's heart rate jump well over 100 then slowly lower again when he would shift his weight to get comfortable, when he wakes up he places his tail on his lap and licks the wisp's cheek for a bit[/b]
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[b]he shrieks[/b] "dude you where like straight up dying in the night man."
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[b]He shakes his head and blushes remaining completely silent[/b]
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[b]As a wisp, his skin was already pale white, but Tiberius notices the color drain from his face.[/b] "What the -blam!- dude..."
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"Sorry I was a bit too comfortable and was too scared to move" [b]The ships engines fire up and it starts taking off[/b]
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[b]the rapid movement which was unexpected by the wisp sends him flying into a wall[/b] "Ow..." [b]he still seems rather unphased[/b]
