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Title: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on January 03, 2020, 06:08:30 PM

The District of Columbia

Freedom. Democracy. Liberty. Property.

The District of Columbia is the largest and the wealthiest republic in the Nexus. Unlike its neighbors, the freedom of the press is protected and cherished, as is the right to say and do whatever one desires, so long as it does not infringe upon the rights of others. Its denizens are fiercely proud of their district and many would lay down their lives to protect its territorial integrity and regional interests.

Columbia derives its name from its patron goddess, the goddess of free thought, knowledge, wealth, and victory. She watches over her people, protects their rights through the holy commandments of the constitution, and guides them in times of peril. Unfortunately, with the rise of Little Russia, peril has become commonplace indeed.

Columbia herself is immortal, indestructible, and formless. The only way to truly destroy her would be to destroy every one of her followers. However, while she can bless certain individuals with exceptionalism, without a physical form, her options for direct interference are limited. To circumvent this, she creates avatars suitable to house a portion of her divine essence and protect Columbia’s independence with the help of the richest members of society.

Colombia, and by extension, her followers, are obsessed with the forward march of technology. Many futuristic gadgets are available for sale here that enhance quality of life, even including some cybernetic enhancements and attachments. The district is powered by a massive fusion power plant that provides nearly free electricity in effectively limitless capacities.

Culture and Demographics

Columbia is populated by people of all civilized races. Humans are the majority, but one living within her borders would come across elves, dwarves, demonspawn, and the like on a daily basis. The majority live comfortable, middle class lives, and nobody is truly left behind. Educational opportunities are abundant, and if nothing else, one may always join the military and swear to protect their country.

Healthcare and basic housing is guaranteed for low income citizens through a combination of government and temple grants, as well as charitable donations from powerful corporations and individuals. Higher income people must purchase a plan from private sources, as do any foreigners living within her boundaries.

More than anything else though, Columbians love their guns. Nearly every citizen above the age of four knows how to shoot a gun, taught in schools by trained professionals. Mock tank battles are performed as a sport by schoolchildren, where they learn cooperation and motor skills required to drive and maintain the outdated vehicles. Most adults own multiple firearms of varying levels of strength, and going out to hunt supernatural animals is a time honored tradition. Basic firearms knowledge is considered important enough to be tested on when applying for citizenship.

Unlike many other districts, citizenship is not an automatic process. While Columbia’s love for her citizens is limitless, land and space is unfortunately not. There is a fully fleshed out immigration process which one must go through in order to gain full rights under the law, and the government may evict non-citizens which it considers as rabble rousers. Among other requirements, one must know how to fire a gun, pass educational requirements, assert a usefulness to the goddess, and swear their eternal and undying loyalty to Her.

Another more subtle benefit of citizenship exists unspoken, but known to all who receive it. The presence of the goddess in their daily lives has done wonders for their mental and spiritual well being. Even those who never reach the heights of the ultra successful find themselves experiencing lives they feel have purpose and value. As such, they are all the more inclined to work toward their goals and experience good relations with their fellows.

Geography and Landmarks

The District of Columbia covers a considerable amount of land, but is defined primarily by being bordered by the Great Divide and its enormous estuary network on three sides. The coasts of these waterways are occupied by sprawling port cities which serve as refueling bases and centers of trade. Naval embankments meant to keep sea monsters and would-be conquerors away stretch along the portions of the coast where the land is low enough for invaders to potentially land. As one goes further inland the average elevation increases, and urbanization generally decreases. Suburbs give way to interstate highway and a multitude of small factory towns, and villages surrounded by miles of forest or farmland.

On the southern coast is the second largest city in the district, Port Independence. The site of the first and second wars for freedom, it is now the center of the district’s naval construction and coordination efforts. It is full of monuments and temples to the glory of Columbia, and serves as the first arrival point for all legitimate immigrants who didn’t just spontaneously show up due to the nature of the Nexus. There are massive walled compounds just beyond the shore set up to contain legal migrants for short periods during the processing period for their residential visas.

In the very center of the district lies the capital of Columbia, Known as Washington, and informally as the District Center, it is an enormous, sprawling city which dominates the landscape for miles in every direction with its pristine, glistening skyscrapers. In the very center of the capital is a mountain holy to Columbia, the peak of which has an enormous bronze statue of Columbia with an everlit torch. It is said that Columbia looks over all her peoples from her heavenly perch, protecting them and their unprecedented prosperity. At is base is the Capitol building, where congress meets, and the Supreme Court of D.C., which oversees all rulings of law in the district at its discretion.

Columbia

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The original form of Columbia that is ubiquitously represented in shrines, temples, and statues throughout the district. She rose up from the people’s wishes for freedom and lead them to victory in their quest for independence ages past. Now, she watches over every one of her followers, pushing them to work hard and achieve the success that she knows they can obtain with enough work.

Physical Attributes

Strength: —

Agility: —

Durability: —

Magic: None

Magic Resistance: Divine

Willpower Determinator

Other Abilities:

Columbian Exceptionalism

Columbia pushes her people, subtly encouraging them to strive for excellence and glory. She loves every one of them, and wishes for them to be the best that they can be. She appears to them in dreams and visions. Rewards come to those who work hard. One will find oneself rising through the ranks to the greatest extent of their abilities. Learning new things will be easier for her followers, and some of the best lawyers in the Nexus originate from Columbia. The greatest of her charges may receive more concrete blessings which enhance their abilities far beyond their normal human limits, raising their physical stats and granting them inhuman abilities.

Avatars
Columbia is unable to interfere directly with the world in her true form. She is limited to appearing in dreams. She instead manifests a fraction of her divine spark and creates avatars she works through to spread the word of freedom and tolerance. Using these forms, she protects her beloved citizens through superior firepower. She may only maintain a few avatars at a time.

While her avatars have their own personalities and unique strength of wills, they are inextricably linked to Columbia. More severe mental compulsions that take contol of them would prove to be completely ineffective, and if the goddess desires it, she can make them aware of lesser ones which are twisting their perceptions of the world. However, she values freedom and independence, even within herself, so she would usually refrain unless directly asked by them, or if she needed them to perform their duties at maximum efficiency immediately.

Washington
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Physical Attributes

Strength: Heroic

Agility: Incredible

Durability: Legendary

Magic: None

Magic Resistance: Medium

Willpower Zen

Other Abilities:

Superior Firepower
DC’s citizens love guns, and Columbia herself is no different. She has nine guns, each of which pack the punch of sixteen inch naval artillery guns. She also possesses secondary armaments, including, point defense gatling guns(Fantastic) which she can use for both combat and shooting down incoming projectiles, including magical bolts and missile pods(Legendary). She only has a limited amount of missiles, requiring time to generate more after using them up. Once fired, they home in on their target.

Melee Skill

Washington is incredibly strong, and often resorts to fighting like a brutish beast. However, this lack of traditional form or skill hides her true power. She has an uncanny ability to predict exactly what moves her opponents will do next, and instinctually incorporates that into her fighting style. She’s impossible to ambush, and seems to have a sixth sense for combat that borders into the supernatural.

Divine Grace
Anybody can sense her divine origins in her presence. She’s unnaturally attractive and has a calming air to any who worship Columbia, and her mere presence bolsters morale greatly. Troops led by her will not break, and will happily fight to the last to defend their beloved country. If she were to die, these effects would immediately vanish. It also allows her to walk on water.

Washington was Columbia’s first avatar which she took during the war for independence against Pine Garden. Large, powerful, and boisterous, Washington is the district’s primary source of defense from incursions. She is well known among the citizenry for frequenting loud parties where lots of food and drink is involved, and many men have bragged on the net about bedding her. Washington is the supreme commander of the armed forces, charged with defending democracy and upholding the rule of law.

Enterprise

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Strength: Fantastic

Agility: Fantastic

Durability: Heroic

Magic: None

Magic Resistance: Medium

Willpower Gritty

Other Abilities:

Base Strike
Enterprise is very different from her sister. While Washington uses overwhelming firepower to obliterate her foes, Enty takes a more surgical approach to combat. Using her bow, Enterprise launches drones equipped with a wide variety of armaments-most commonly autocannons, missiles, and smart bombs. They are capable of scouting large areas, and are often seen patrolling the city’s airspace, protecting it from unwanted intrusions. Drones equipped with autocanons hit for fantastic damage, while bombs move in more slowly and can be shot down, but hit for legendary. They fly around at about the speed of sound, and can be shot down by a well placed bullet from a high-caliber rifle. She can control up to ninety aircraft at once, but needs time to deploy them into battle. About thirty routinely patrol the air at all times, while any more need to be deployed from her bow-catapult.

The Wings of Liberty
In Columbian mythology, the bald eagle is the form that truly pious individuals take after death, watching over their brethren forevermore. Enterprise is the guardian of the strongest of the eagles. This immense bird follows her around everywhere, and attacks in tandem with her planes. While she fights, the bird attacks in pincers, putting enemies in a pinch. It is straight fantastic, and can be summoned and unsummoned by her at will.

Melee Skill
While Enterprise is a carrier, she is also extremely accomplished in close quarters combat. Utilizing her bow to launch kamikaze attacks in close quarters, as well as being able to hold her own with even the best of the best in a fistfight, she’s an extremely dangerous combatant.

Divine Grace
Anybody can sense her divine origins in her presence. She’s unnaturally attractive and has a calming air to any who worship Columbia, and her mere presence bolsters morale greatly. Troops led by her will not break, and will happily fight to the last to defend their beloved country. If she were to die, these effects would immediately vanish. It also allows her to walk on water.

Enterprise herself also serves as the chief justice of the Supreme Court of Columbia, and has final judicial say over interpretations of the laws and their constitutionality. She’s more demure than her outgoing sister, but she’s well known and beloved by the populace all the same. They know that behind her stern face lays a person who truly and utterly cares for their well being.

The Columbian Heresies

No religion is whole. No faith is pure. Across the river from the great District of Columbia lay the lands of the heretics who demonstrate to the world that even having your goddess tell you that you’re doing it wrong to your face isn’t enough to keep doctrines unified. Originally they were a collection of subversive cults, countercultural movements, and political dissidents who in the absence of official recognition or tolerance crossed the river to Columbia’s east, and seceded just a few generations ago. Once they won their independence their unity did not last.

Now they are four in number, and each represents a divergence from mainstream Columbianism. The only thing they have in common is militarism, sectarian competition, and a willingness to close ranks against external threats.

Alaba is made up of the worst of the heretics, those who believe that ‘Columbian exceptionalism’ means that anyone who isn’t Columbian should serve those who are. When Columbians talk about reasons to hate heretics it is these slavers they point to as exhibit number one. They furnish their slave-based economic system by plying the waters of the Divide and the Great Ocean to raid other districts’ coastal settlements for captives. Most slaves are owned by corporations, but wealthy individuals may also possess them directly. Household slaves are considered perverse to possess but are not illegal. Immigration is uncommon but welcome.

Dunham is a collection of prudish conservatives who believe (correctly) that Columbia’s current libertine attitudes are the result of demonic corruption from her seductive neighbors to the west. They believe that by keeping themselves pure of heart and body in the hopes that one day their faith will restore the ‘true form’ of their great goddess. Beyond this distinction they generally resemble ordinary Columbian society, with an extra emphasis on gun ownership and a fondness for river fishing. They and the Jirali came together to construct a great palisade along their borders with the Great Northern Forest to prevent incursions by wildlife and Columbian special forces units.

Name: Americana

Race: Divine Avatar

Age: -

Height: 5’9”

Weight: -

Appearance:
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Attributes

Strength: Fantastic

Agility: Fantastic

Durability: Fantastic

Willpower: Shonen Determinator

Magic:

Magic Resistance: High

Other Abilities:

Rogue Avatar:
Americana asserts that she is the last bastion of her goddess’s true form. In a sense, she is correct. She values bravery, chastity, courtesy, honorable conduct, equal rights for all, and more than anything else, purity. To this end, she bides her time creating a powerbase within the walls of Dunham, drawing sustenance from their faith and waiting for the right time for her to strike back and scour the filth which has so thoroughly infected Columbia and her people, and to purge the demonic filth which has been slowly gathering power in the Nexus once and for all. Even as powerful she has become by hoarding power for herself, Americana rejects the notion that she is a goddess in her own rite, insisting on retaining her unfaltering connection to Columbia and resisting her goddess’s ministrations and attempts to negotiate and reconcile. Were her willpower to falter enough, Columbia would be able to forcibly reintegrate her into the whole and end her rebellious streak for good.

Divine Purity
Americana’s purity is her strength. It grants her unparalleled vigor and the will to fight on as a living representation of her ideals. It allows her to manifest armor which will not falter as long as her will to fight remains burning brightly, as well as a blade which shall not be broken so long as she draws breath. These items are direct manifestations of her soul’s will to fight, and as such cannot be stolen. Should they be damaged, scuffs and cuts upon them will begin to close up after a minute, shing ever more brightly as they do so.

Strikes she makes with her blade inflict damage at the rank of legendary, while her armor’s toughness is rated at heroic. She is incredibly skilled with the blade, able to perform artful attacks without a single wasted movement, to read her opponent’s intentions and counterattack with unparalleled accuracy that borders upon the divine.

Matron Goddess of the People
To the people of Dunham, Americana is their collective mother. They do not lust after her as their errant cousins do, and they serve her with the love and respect with which she has so justly earned. It is their duty to obey her in times of trouble, engage in good conduct and treat others with the respect and courtesy which they deserve as fellow humans. In return, she protects them, teaches them, and mingles with them in a manner which would be viewed as almost heretical within modern Columbian society.

When within her presence, those aligned with her feel no fear, as they were within the protection of their family. Those opposed to her, on the other hand, know that their time shall come soon, and only those with exceptional wills are even able to oppose her within her presence. They will feel the intense pressure of her ironclad will crushing down upon them. With a glare, she can make most people flee in terror. making them prone to making mistakes which they might otherwise not make and generally fighting as if one were intensely distracted, preventing them from reaching their full potential. Only those with determinator or zen willpower are able to fully shrug this off, even as they still feel the discomfort. Those with Gritty willpower can resist this well, although as the pressure bears down on them, they may end up making minor mistakes which could cost them the victory over a prolonged fight. Below that, her opponents would be overwhelmed with a desire to flee or surrender, if running away is impossible.

Assets:

Weakness: List anything that an enemy could take advantage of, in combat or otherwise.

Intimacies:
Lesser Tie: Columbia(Herself)
Lesser Tie: Washington(My foolish elder sister)
Greater Tie: The People of Dunham(Matron)
Lesser Tie: Succubi(Contempt)
Greater Cause: I must purify Columbia
Greater Principle: I must always stand by my convictions and do that which is right

Jiral is a lighter shade of black compared to Alaba - they believe that all of humanity are the children of Columbia already, and that all humans should be united beneath her banner. They are very specific about this - only humans are worthy of Columbia’s love and protection, and the lesser races need to at best be kept in benighted ghettos where they cannot pollute their goddess with their filthy prayers, and at worst exterminated so Her great heart cannot reach out in misguided sympathy for their wretched existence. They are the most militant of the Columbian heretics because all of the others hate them almost as much as they fear a crusade by their estranged orthodox fellows.

The Union has embraced the idea of a radical form of Columbian freedom - freedom from economic coercion. On paper they are less a single governing body, and more of a collection of loosely aligned communes who in principle voluntarily share their property. In practice they have evolved into a sort of tribal federation where networks of extended family units retain their property among their affines and barter for what they do not have with other families. They have a rather elaborate system for doing so, and insist that money is not a part of it and that in avoiding such a thing they have escaped the oppression of capital exchanges. They organize themselves at the district level through a council of tribal elders who meet at set dates and times at alternating locations - just in case the Columbians want to try assassinating them while they’re all in one place.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on January 22, 2020, 12:34:18 AM

A Long Time Ago, in a Realm Far Far Away…

CROSS EFFECTS
EPISODE 4, A NEW ORDER

It is a time of chaos in the
Nexus. Everyday a multitude of heroes
and horrors pour forth from the ether,
each with their own agendas and desires
which shroud the realm's districts beneath
the shadow of impending doom.

Seeking to take back their own destiny, a small
group of native operatives led by a man
known only as Fixer 32 are on the run after a
daring raid on the archives of the dreaded FIRST
CHIEF YAMADA to recover a vital secret which
may be the key to finally controlling the Nexus,
forever.

As they stop for the night in a hidden safe house
off the coast of the District of Columbia, Fixer 32
seeks to contact their dread master, the evil Lord Syn,
to deliver the news of their mission's outcome, a
sense of dread rotting within their heart…

----------------------

A Bunker Far Far Below

??:?? AM Nexus Time - Day ?

A cloaked figure sits alone upon a throne of metal in a sealed chamber. The only light is cast by an enormous computer screen, but even that cannot pierce the darkness cast by the wicked one’s hood across their face. Its gloved fingers tap against the arm of its resting place, beating out a slow, steady pattern as the creature on the other side of the transmission, Fixer 32 reports in with the voice of a young man. Another, smaller creature with a similar appearance stands slightly to the first one’s left, silently supporting him.

“... and so it pains me to confess that, due to the interference of the Circle of Six, we were unable to acquire the Compass as you requested.” Fixer 32 adjusted the position of his damaged mask, his left eye revealed by a multitude of cracks and shattered metal pieces. It was bloodshot. “I take full responsibility for our decision to retreat from the scene empty handed, Lord Syn. For our failure, you have my sincerest apologies.”

The tapping ceased, and the cloaked figure leaned forward on their throne. The haunting echo of furious breathing filled the empty chamber, somehow defying the shaky resolution of the encrypted communication to seep into the bones of Fixer 32 and his remaining operatives. It was only the utmost professionalism that prevented them from doing more than shifting uncomfortably in place.

Lord Syn’s hand reached toward the screen. The man began to tremble, the stress of an unseen force filling his nerves with an arctic cold. “You aren’t telling me everything, are you, Thirty-Two…? No, I see it now. You saw it too then, didn’t you?” The cloaked figure’s voice was worse than the breathing, liquid contempt made manifest in audio form. “You thought you could acquire something extra for yourself - a weapon of great power that would lift you up in my service. It distracted you from your task, didn’t it?”

The masked woman by Fixer 32’s side tried to sidle forward, to catch the man as he began to lose strength in his legs. His visible eye was wide with panic as his master took in all that he was, and he could only stand because of the woman’s hand upon his chest. “My lord, please, he was merely trying to further our mis-!” And then the woman’s other hand went up to her throat, and her voice came out in a choked rasp as even the mask couldn’t disguise her imminent suffering.

“I do not tolerate interruptions.” The woman was dismissed from Lord Syn’s view with a swipe of the hand. Then, the collapsing form of Fixer 32 rose up from the ground, both hands clutching at his throat. His head is at an elevation above where his legs could possibly allow were he standing on his own power. “Nor do I tolerate those who attempt to deceive me, Thirty-Two. Your blind ambition cost your operatives their mission. But you were willing to accept the blame, were you not?”

The man thrashed and struggled, desperately seeking to pull away a hand at his throat that never existed. His voice came out hoarse as he fought for every lasp gasp of air. “P-Please, my lord, I can still be of, service to you…! Mercy, please!”

The cloaked figure’s smile was audible despite the unnatural reverberations of their voice. “There is no mercy.” The smile quickly curdled into scorn as they brought their fingers closer together, tightening the noose. “Not after I took you all in, and lifted you up with the fruits of my knowledge! When I put my weapons in your hands, and gave you new life and bold purpose!”

Shining pinpoints of crimson revealed themselves from under the shroud of Lord Syn’s hood. “And now, I’m afraid I would be much better off without your services. Goodbye, Thirty-Two.” They watched as the masked woman who had attempted to defend her mission leader rose unsteadily to her feet, right as that same man’s neck snapped, and silence reigned supreme. It was allowed to settle there, hanging on the hearts of the decimated operations team, until at last the Sith spoke again. “You are in command now, Fixer 33.”

The woman took a deep breath, and moved to stand at attention with the rest of her men. “Y-Yes, my lord. What is your bidding?”

Lord Syn sat back in their throne, the aggression from before seemingly sated. The red shine sank back into the ocean of black. “Dispose of your dead, secure your equipment, and disperse back into the general populace. Take this time to reflect on the nature of loyalty, and await your activation signal.”

A closed fist pressed against an armored chest. “As you say.”

The throne slowly turned away from the screen, and the cloaked figure saw them no more. The transmission ended, and with that all light ceased save for the furious crackling of electricity, held firm between the fists of its master.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on February 08, 2020, 04:31:07 PM

Serra Drosa

Day 2 - 7:15 AM Nexus Time

Early mornings in Columbia were a time when its citizenry indulged in behavior which many other districts might consider to be a preparation for war. They would take a firearm to their sides, load the trunks with ammo, get into their gas guzzling metal vehicles and begin a mass exodus from their homes to set locations scattered across the region. Periodically a foreigner would be summarily executed for suspicious activity on the street, clearly a hostile militia response to perceived foreign agents. It was terrifying.

To a Columbian this was just a necessary part of their morning commute, and the non-citizen had that bullet coming for trying to mug them on the way to work.

It was otherwise a rather nice morning. It was on the chilly side, with traces of dawn’s dew clinging frostily to the grass and the coloring leaves of late autumn. The sun’s rays reflected off and gave the assortment of lawns and parks spread throughout the area a brilliant shine of their own. From above it was a pure visual, shorn of sound as a helicopter’s propeller blades drowned out all other concerns. Its passengers watched with pride and amusement as they passed over the sprawling grounds of Astoria High School, and took in the sight of the Girl’s Regional Tank Team in the final phase of their morning firing exercise.

To witness heavy armor bend trees beneath its weight, the impact of shells skimming over enemy turrets to strike a hill behind them, and the innocent enthusiasm of pubescent commanders standing to survey threats to the pride of their team and point their forces onward to victory - it was perhaps the purest expression of Columbian Excellence anyone could find off an actual battlefield. One young woman sat within the transport and observed through the window, surrounded on all sides by the combat-ready men and women of the Congressional Custodians. She idly tapped away at her tablet without looking, and smiled at the sight of the girls at play.

“Seeing them, enjoying their hard work, makes me wish I had gone to school down there with them.” The woman’s voice was rich with an aristocratic accent, and filled with a wistful longing. Her purple eyes belied her deep appreciation, and her Custodians politely restrained their expressions of amusement. Their face-concealing helmets made that simpler than it had any right to be. The effort distracted them from a subtle narrowing of their charge’s eyes as the transport turned along its designated route toward the capital.

“Wait, what’s that in the treeline?!” She suddenly cried out, pressing a finger against the bulletproof glass toward the woodland along the edge of the campus grounds. And there, as her Custodians turned, they witnessed something no patriotic Columbia ever wished to see - a horde of twisted creatures with limbs like vines and heads like pumpkins surging forth from the trees. The first of the students, in their tanks, were too close to turn their turrets in time to intercept. Their armored vehicle was overrun from the side before anyone could do anything about it.

Then as the others began to pull back, to turn their guns toward the invaders and splatter them with explosive ordinance, the big ones showed up. They were a quartet of monstrosities, enormous pumpkins hefted up on big metallic spider limbs. From their Jack-o-Lantern eyes and mouths more of the beasts from before spilled forth to attack the innocent students of the Girl’s Regional Tank Team. Normally, they should not have stood a chance against such heavy ordinance. But in the woods, at such close quarters, none of them could afford to fire on the enemy without risking real damage to one another as well. The girls were falling into disarray!

The purple-haired young woman in the transport turned to her people with harsh eyes, all but trembling in what had to be rage. “Radio this in. Find a place to set down and deploy.” But one of her guardians shook his head, and insisted, “Ma’am, our job is to protect you, not go into battle at a moment’s notice!”

“Then I’ll deploy myself, and you will just have to follow along after me, won’t you?” The congresswoman pulled a high caliber pistol out of her purse, checked it, and made her point as she loaded the ammunition in. Then she turned her eyes to the largest man in the helicopter, and dared him to try to contradict her like the others had.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on February 09, 2020, 05:00:58 PM

Frank Horrigan:

The armored giant stared back at his charge, disapproval radiating from his being. Sentimentality is a catastrophic handicap for individuals in high places, especially those who lack in physical ability in situations like this. Alas, she was still his superior, and orders are orders.

"Check your gear and prepare for combat," his baritone voice ordered over the comms, "Pilot, drop us down. Don't land, and immediately ascend after we disembark. You are our only ticket out of here if things turn south.

"Ma'am," he turned his attention back to Serra, "I will still advise you to stay in the chopper."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on February 09, 2020, 05:36:05 PM

Serra Drosa

The other Custodians, shaken out of their disbelief and internal conflict by the giant's grim commands, began doing standard checks on their guns and armor and readied themselves to disembark on the move. As for the congresswoman herself, she met the lambent stare of Frank Horrigan without flinching, her eyes filled with an unshakable focus evident even through the slight coloration of his Heads Up Display. "Your recommendation will be taken into consideration, Special Agent Horrigan." She extended a hand to the Custodian next to her. "Agent Mattern, I'm going to need a bigger gun."

The agent seemed taken aback just from his posture. "M-Ma'am, I'm going to defer to Agent Horrigan on this-"

Motion abruptly became more obvious to them as the transport veered away from something big swiping through the air just past its previous location. The pilot hurried to bring them out of the line of fire and to a proper drop zone, as ordered.

"And so you shall." Serra was relatively unphased and supporting herself with a firm one-handed grip on one of the bars overhead. She held her pistol facing down, finger well clear of the trigger. "But I will need better range if I am to provide fire support from above, will I not? Hand me a bigger gun."

Everyone else went about their business quickly in preparation. Agent Mattern got her a bigger gun.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on February 10, 2020, 04:05:58 AM

Frank Horrigan:

Frank had to give the pilot his credit - dodging that vine limb was not an easy feat, and certainly displayed tactical awareness. But that only brought forward a problem - an LZ had to be cleared in order for them to disembark. The giant of a man grasped the door handle of the chopper, swiftly sliding it open. This action, of course, earned him the confused looks from his compatriots. After all, they were still too high up to jump out, and lacked tethers to slide down. "I will clear us a landing zone," the meta human said while squeezing his massive frame through the confined space of the vehicle.

Then he leapt.

Horrigan ignored his squad calling after him as he made landfall. Placing his armored feet under him, he crashed down right on top of one of the invading jack-o-lanterns, smashing it to bits. One down, hundreds more to go. His ancestral sword sprung out of its armored sheath while he leveled his minigun onto the nearest cluster of rampaging squashes.

Brrrrrrrrzzzzzzzzz

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on February 10, 2020, 04:58:55 AM

Astoria High School

A dozen of the foul monsters, and one of the nearby tanks, stopped abruptly in their tracks first as what they thought was a projectile dropped down from above. Then the bullets started pouring forth like a hurricane, and the creatures began scattering around in an attempt to flank him. By the time they caught on enough to do this the massive super soldier had already managed to cut down their numbers in their area by a quarter just because they'd clustered too close together.

Horrigan could pick up the radio chatter through his helmet on one of the frequencies used by the girls' tank team.

:: Air support?! ::
:: No, it's just one guy! ::
:: He's huge! ::
:: Don't just gawk, get moving! Back toward the courtyard! ::

However, there was a slight problem - one of the girls' tanks had lost its tracks, and it was even now being swarmed over by a dozen of the beasts trying to burrow their way inside!

:: Don't just leave us here! ::

Off in the other direction, one of the handful of larger pumpkins which served as a carrier began to dig itself into the hillside, rapidly spreading its vines through the ground and mixing with the roots of the trees. The trees began to rapidly turn grey, their leaves withering. A sinister red light began to shine from the pumpkin's hollow face.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on February 11, 2020, 02:16:37 AM

Frank Horrigan:

The Special Agent kept firing his minigun, sweeping in wide arcs. Any of the smaller pumpkins caught in his cross hairs weren't only turned to pulp, but a fine purée by the hose of bullets. However, a few managed to make the flank...

Frank was nonplussed. With his right hand, he just unhooked a plasma bomb, primed it, and chucked it right at them, all the while maintaining fire at the others. A bright flash of green erupted just to his right, followed by a splattering of squash on his armor confirming multiple kills with the explosive. The highschoolers, in the mean time, were using this as an opportunity to pull out - their Shermans making their way eastwards just as one of the colossal pumpkins drove into the earth nearby. To be perfectly honest, He would have appreciated their firepower in this fight, but they were civilians. He had no jurisdiction over them. But the one in front of him that had its tracks blown off is not in a position to say no to his orders. Yes, that could work.

The super mutant...liberated them from their captors with a spray from his minigun, bullets bouncing off harmlessly on the hull yet splattering the jack-o-lanterns. "You there in the FUBAR'd tank," He reached out to them over the radio, turning the gatling gun back to the skittering masses - barrels finally starting tot urn orange from the friction, "Fire on that big one. It's up to something."

Now if only that helicopter would land with his backup...

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on February 11, 2020, 02:45:16 AM

Astoria High School

He saw the main cannon already turning toward the general direction of the big pumpkin, which was only one of four such beasts. With the amount of ground they had to cover it was clear they had their work cut out for them to get rid of the rest of the beasts. On the plus side, there was a hint of static over the line of communication that only momentarily prevented it came through soon enough in his ear.

:: -eck, check? Okay, right. T-Thanks for the assist, sir! If you can keep them off we'll try to line up a shot! ::

The sound of the transport helicopter coming down for a deployment was soon accompanied by more radio confirmation. "Take up positions!" The entire squad, two of them with assault weapons with attached grenade launchers, one larger man in armor with a light machine gun, and another with a rocket launcher over their shoulder. They immediately moved to a defensive position around the isolated tank while the transport made its way back into the sky. Covering fire was not long in coming.

The rapport of short bursts coming from the other side of the aircraft announced the destruction of another pair of pumpkin monsters who had given up the chase, lucky stragglers who'd been missed by the grenade earlier.

And even that was drowned out by what looked to be an almost professional amount of fire discipline on the part of the stranded tank crew as first one, then two shells impacted against the hilly treeline, halting the spread of whatever grey malaise the pumpkin was spreading. The growth of its ominous glow ceased. A rocket from Horrigan's fire team made for three.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on February 13, 2020, 03:36:21 AM

Frank Horrigan

Brrrrrrrrzzzzz - Pfffff

Frank had no choice but to stop firing - magically reinforced as it was, it still overheated over time. Right now, the end of the barrel was glowing an angry orange and steaming. It might even need some repairing post-mission, Frank noted.

Ahead, the giant carrier pumpkins loomed, center one still glowing red. "Those big ones keep bringing in more, they need to go now," the greenskin said over the comms, "Tank crew, focus fire on the left most. Grenadiers, center right. Rocket Launcher, right most."

The super magus unhooked a large, football-shaped object from a homebrewed holster. A mini nuke. "I got the Red One."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on February 14, 2020, 05:30:27 AM

Astoria High School

:: Roger Roger! ::

"Let's go, move it up!"

It was a timely set of orders, for the other pumpkins arrayed around the central carrier had begun to burrow their tendrils into the ground as well. The grass threatened to turn grey, and a softer orange light began to shine from within. Then the tank shells began again, first striking down the trees around their intended target, collapsing their great weight upon it and causing a deep rumbling roar to shake the ground. The third shot hit home, into one of the eye sockets, and blasted a hole clear through the back of it. Its light went out like a fire dowsed by a flood.

Drosa's Custodial escort were not idle in this time, alternating with great discipline between controlled bursts of bullets to manage the sporadic outpouring of smaller pumpkin monsters, and grenade fire in an attempt to blast out their target's attempts to root into the ground. The light machine gun took the pressure off from the third target's production capabilities for the time being, and the rocket launcher managed two rounds which gouged out enormous chunks of the final side carrier's flanks.

The one in the center squatted malevolently, its crimson glare intensifying with every passing moment. As Horrigan prepared his ace in the hole its tendrils reached the remains of its cohorts and began to entangle them, to drag them closer as their structural integrity failed, preparing for something.

A spray of fire from the transport helicopter above drew its attention even if the shots went after pumpkins on the opposite side of the field, heading toward the school, and it brought one of its free vines about in another attempt to smack it out of the sky.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on February 15, 2020, 06:33:48 PM

Frank Horrigan

The mini nuke was created in a time where science was married to warfare. Developed for use by the US Military, it brought the power of the atom to the hands of mere infantry. Its sole purpose was the complete obliteration of Chinese Coomunist detachments and erasing whatever fortifications they built up. Normally, this high grade explosive is launched from a shoulder-mounted catapult. Special Agent Horrigan has no need to a catapult.

The super mutant soldier ran forward like a football player of old, only to come to an abrupt halt and threw the mini nuke overhand. Though vines shot up in front of the giant squash, it was doomed - a sudden fireball engulfed not only the vines, but the face as well. Searing heat the same temperature as the sun engulfed the localized environment, flash frying the vines and the smaller pumpkins on the ground just below. This was followed by a concussive blast that pulped the attacking plants further out, as well as further shattering the shell of the king pumpkin.

All this happened in less than a second after impact...

A mushroom cloud enveloped the scene, temporarily hiding the carnage that was wrought.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on February 15, 2020, 11:18:33 PM

Astoria High School

:: What the-?! ::

The small amounts of electromagnetic interference cut the transmission for a precious few moments. Anyone with the misfortune to look directly into the explosion found themselves blinded, the intensity of the light searing its way into their retina. For everyone else it was merely a moment's aversion of the eyes, and when they turned back they saw nothing but ruin. A smoking crater where not even squash remained was all science left behind.

From up in the skies a heavily armed politician looked on with a bright smile on her face. "Oh, it's beautiful..."

One of the other Custodians, after a long moment of silence, checked in. "Campus security reports inbound. Check the perimeter and prepare to cede the field."

Comm chatter resumed as though a breath had been released.

:: We did it! ::

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on February 16, 2020, 03:51:30 AM

Frank Horrigan:

"Alright, fan out and secure the parameter," Frank ordered through the comms, "If a pumpkin looks intact or a vine twitches, smash it. When in doubt, double tap."

He turned his gaze to the immobilized school tank. He was actually impressed at how calm they were through the whole ordeal, especially when their vehicle was surrounded by the enemy. Maybe there was something to the whole Tankwando School program? "You lot in the tank did good," He threw them a bone, "Kept your cool under pressure and exceeded my expectations. Columbia's in good hands."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on February 16, 2020, 03:29:08 PM

Astoria High School

"SIR!" The soldiers saluted, and moved out in their squad to follow Special Agent Horrigan's orders. Meanwhile, a pair of APCs came rolling up from the direction of what had to be the school's motorpool - along with approximately half of the tanks which had fled back to campus earlier. They moved in mechanized wolf packs to begin sweeping around the sides.

One of the students rose up from the turret of her armored vehicle, helmet in place, and grinned with a big bright blush on her face and her fist up in the air. "Thank you, sir! Jaguar Team did its best!" And then, trembling for a moment, she clenched her hands into fists and leaned in, while another of her fellow teammates squeezed up past her to get a better look at Frank Horrigan. "That was so cool, sir!"

Through the visual enhancement features of his helmet's HUD the enormous super soldier was even able to spot campus security forces on top of the roof of the school in position with rifles.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on February 18, 2020, 03:42:07 AM

Frank Horrigan:

The super mutant responded by giving a crisp salute, before turning away to focus on the situation at hand. He was not used to open admiration. At least, not one that wasn't tainted with fear. This was something new to ponder about later...

Horrigan climbed up the hill that he just nuked, scorched earth covered with charred squashes. His helmet blocked all odor, but he would have guessed that the air would smell like a pumpkin pie cook off gone horribly wrong. The remains of the formerly glowing carrier pumpkin was rathermacabre- the back half of the shell, though splintered, was largely intact while the cooked innards flowed outwards. It reminded him how a Deathclaw looked after having its front turned to mulch by his minigun back in California.

Halloween Town was known for its rather festive magic. Attacking jack-o-lanterns does fit their M.O. But how did they get here, and why would they attack? Chairwoman Drosa's helicopter whooshed overhead, causing him to look up. She would be a highly valued target if there was to be an invasion...

"Madame Drosa," he called over the comms, "I recommend we pull out."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on February 18, 2020, 02:08:43 PM

Serra Drosa

A young woman's voice was patched in, and at first she sounded quite put off. "Pull out now, in our moment of triumph?" Then there was a pause, until, "You must think the threat dire indeed."

The helicopter circled around once more to check the landing zone as gunfire and explosions echoed in the distance from all the clean-up duty. The grass and debris began to get blown aside by the propellers, and a familiar purple-haired woman wearing an army helmet appeared as the back loading ramp deployed. She was holding onto a support bar, and had a radio up to her face. "... situation under control, then? Border Command is likely closer, so expect a detachment to help round up any stragglers who may have slipped past the perimeter." Whomever was on the other end responded, the audio indistinct at a distance. Serra smiled. "I don't think the girls will mind a little more military."

Her smiling face turned to Agent Horrigan, and she beckoned for him to return.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on February 19, 2020, 02:26:58 AM

Frank Horrigan:

"Alright, everyone, we're out of here," Horrigan called to his team over the comms.

He stood to the side of the ramp as his unit hustles in, before boarding the helicopter himself. First one on the field, last one off - a principle his father instilled into him in his youth. Upon taking his seat, he turned to face his charge, "Madame Drosa, was this an isolated incident? Or are we under attack?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on February 20, 2020, 10:54:13 PM

Serra Drosa

The congresswoman's had stood there at the loading ramp as well, waiting for them all with him, and now that she was sitting down and letting the adrenaline of the moment fall aside her smile fell just as hard. She pulled out one of her electronic devices and shook her head.

"The Home Guard are reporting incursions from the forests up north." Serra clenched one of her hands tightly into a fist. "Border Command disarmed a pumpkin bomb at one of the dockyards."

One of the other Custodians scowled beneath his helmet. "Those fucking monsters. Can't they tell the difference between us and those Jiralians?!"

"Yeah, we're not the ones trying to kill them off!" "You think they can even tell the difference between humans?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on February 22, 2020, 04:12:56 PM

Frank Horrigan:

This is a coordinated attack then, Frank thought. Whether it was a preemptive strike for a war, or if it was the doing of a terrorist cell matters little at this time.

"Ma'am," he said, "I must recommend for you to seek safety at the bunker. We must treat this as an attack, and the chain of command must be preserved."

Knowing that Serra Drosa likes to get hands on with military matters, Horrigan added "At least until the dust settles." a nearly imperceptible plea was there...

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on March 02, 2020, 11:54:07 PM

Serra Drosa

Serra shook her head, but smiled slightly at Horrigan as well. "I have a feeling you're going to push the point if I say no." She looked around at the rest of the custodians in the transport with them. "And I have a feeling they'll follow your orders in this more than they will mine."

They seemed to look apologetically at the congresswoman while sneaking glances at the giant of a man looming over them without even having to stand up.

"However, I must insist we move to a location closer to the capital." It was closer to the center of the district, and away from borders that might be opportunistically crossed in this controlled chaos. "The chain of command will do us no good if I cannot also do my job. We need to coordinate the response."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on March 04, 2020, 02:39:49 AM

Frank Horrigan:

"I have a feeling you're going to push the point if I say no. And I have a feeling they'll follow your orders in this more than they will mine."

Damn right they would, Frank thought. Crisis situation means that their charge's life is far more important than what she actually wants. If they say otherwise, he'd have them removed from the team.

"However, I must insist we move to a location closer to the capital. The chain of command will do us no good if I cannot also do my job. We need to coordinate the response."

A decent compromise. He can appreciate that.

"Congressional Bunker it is," His baritone voice boomed over the comms, "Take us there, pilot, and make sure they know we're coming."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on March 08, 2020, 03:40:06 AM

The Congressional Bunker

9:00 AM - Nexus Time

It had been hours since the initial strikes took place, and an introdus of politicians and security personnel from across the district had soon followed. Between the depth of the installation's construction, the layers of metal and concrete, and level after level of security both automated and otherwise, this bunker had been rated one of the most secure locations in the modern Nexus by Columbian Military Intelligence. To get any moreso would require sorcery the likes of which was far from common. There were still some stragglers, some hold outs focused on defending against the possibility of their own property being caught up in the skirmishes.

A scene much like what had played out on the campus had repeated itself along the northern borders with the forests, and explosive sabotage had shut down a number of bus terminals and train stations. There were casualties, but no fatalities listed thus far from the fighting. Reports kept coming in as central command coordinated the response.

Serra Drosa, Chairman of the Armed Services Committee, was moving around from station to station reading reports, seeking updates, and giving directions while accompanied by the leader of her Custodians. "No word from Washington on the front line yet, ma'am." "Keep praying for a response." "Yes, ma'am."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on March 12, 2020, 02:48:18 AM

Frank Horrigan:

How dare they attack...

Nearly everybody was giving Frank's giant form a wide berth. His cold, seething anger metaphorically dropping the room temperature to nearly freezing.

How dare they attack...

His gauntletted hands curled into fists as he peered at the reports. Gears were turning in his head as he pieced together the larger picture - a large scale attack, seemingly perpetrated by Halloween Town. They shall repay their neighbors to the East tenfold for this.

"Ma'am," crimson lenses turned towards his charge, "What is our next course of action?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on March 13, 2020, 01:21:43 AM

Serra Drosa

The congresswoman paused in her activity as the head of her protection detail approached her with oh so important questions to ask. She tilted her head to the side, and up, because it was necessary to look a being of Frank Horrigan's stature in the eyes. Lenses. Close enough.

"Columbia willing?" Serra's voice was deceptively soft as she openly contemplated the idea. Then her sweet voice turned bitter. "Swift and violent retaliation. Prevent them from being capable of doing something like this again. Ever."

She returned her attention to the reports. "As soon as we can muster the necessary support, and ensure that there are no more unpleasant surprises waiting for us within our own borders."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on March 28, 2020, 11:36:00 PM

Columbia

The sky above.

The goddess looked down at her subjects, day in and day out, all day, every day. She loved every one of her worshippers dearly, taking special care to take care of them at night, work out each and every one of their worries, and show them a good time. It was exhausting work, but it felt good. It was rewarding, and she got to see her people happy, guiding then with a loving hand, and nudging them in the proper direction.

Of course, she'd noticed the attack as well. A rising fury rose within her, one that her loyal subjects could feel as a quiet voice in their subconciousness, rising them to action, pushing for a counter attack. She gave particular attention to the young congresswoman who had so quickly responded-perhaps convinently, even. She focused her mind on her, and Serralata from the warm, familar embrace of her goddess fully envelop her mind, unable to penetrate, but surrounding her and filling every one of the cracks that her trauma and rage had left within her.

For these moments, she felt whole and complete in a way she'd never felt before moving here. It was as if a mother had wrapped her arms around her and pulled her close to her bosom. And for the moment, this was all that happened.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on April 12, 2020, 07:21:02 PM

Serra Drosa

Before Frank Horrigan's eyes the young congresswoman seemingly relaxed for a moment, her quelled by something beyond his limited ken. Her hand hovered over the papers below her, and her eyes closed in a manner he had witnessed more and more often since coming to the District of Columbia. It was a spiritual experience. It lasted nearly half a minute before she clenched her fingers tightly into fists and began to shake.

"Not now..." Serra said beneath her breath, shaking her head, before abruptly rising to her feet and facing him once more. "As for you - I will be fine here for now. I want you to check the rest of your unit and make certain they are prepared. Coordinate with the rest of the Custodians, and stand by for deployment in case anyone else needs to be extracted from their current position."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on April 19, 2020, 04:21:56 PM

Frank Horrigan:

Frank's eyes lingered on his charge, perhaps a bit longer than he intended to. "Understood, ma'am." He excused himself.

"Check your gear and restock!" The giant's baritone voice boomed in the room the custodians took up, "We are currently on Standby! Keep your things nearby and be ready to redeploy!"

As Frank lumbered in, he only gave his team a cursory glance, trusting in their discipline to heed his orders. The meta human instead made his way to an open space on a counter and detached his minigun, gently placing it. The weapon was fired for an extended period of time, and warping was likely. A light disassembly and rotary testing was needed...

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on April 28, 2020, 07:04:45 AM

Malicia

Morning, the next day.

The blue-haired archpriestess was waiting for her compatriot at the meeting spot that Lily had asked her to be at in Columbia, exactly thirty minutes before the designated time. She leaned against the wall, watching the humans go about their everyday lives. They were so busy, so distractable, and often incredibly foolish. They had conflicting goals which they were unable to follow, and often directly went against their own interests to an incredible degree which could only be described as imbecilic.

Yet, she smiled. Despite all their flaws, Malicia adored humanity. Life was simpler among them. The lust for power and control-it was so much simpler, living among humans. If her goddess didn't exist, she'd have probably decided to live here, in Columbia.

She tapped her foot on the ground and whistled, waiting for her date to finally arrive.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on April 28, 2020, 08:41:18 PM

Lily

The redhead eventually came down the street about 15 minutes before the agreed upon time. But her her walk wasn't normal at her, she was stumbling slightly almost like she was sore. And more than that her tail was standing up high and her wings were out and flapping slowly, eventually she abandoned walking altogether and floated the rest of the distance up to Malicia. The mkment her legs stopped supporting her weight she curled them together from what looked like exhaustion. Floating like this though only put more emphasis on the curve of her back as well as the swell of her ass, and she attracted a lot more attention and glares from the residents.

"Hey Mal, sorry for being late but my last was just so fucking tasty!" All her inhibitions had been let lose and she was running on a high, apparent from the dome of heated air that washed over the taller Succubi as she got closer.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on April 29, 2020, 07:26:28 PM

Quote from: Bern on April 28, 2020, 08:41:18 PM

Lily

The redhead eventually came down the street about 15 minutes before the agreed upon time. But her her walk wasn't normal at her, she was stumbling slightly almost like she was sore. And more than that her tail was standing up high and her wings were out and flapping slowly, eventually she abandoned walking altogether and floated the rest of the distance up to Malicia. The mkment her legs stopped supporting her weight she curled them together from what looked like exhaustion. Floating like this though only put more emphasis on the curve of her back as well as the swell of her ass, and she attracted a lot more attention and glares from the residents.

"Hey Mal, sorry for being late but my last was just so fucking tasty!" All her inhibitions had been let lose and she was running on a high, apparent from the dome of heated air that washed over the taller Succubi as she got closer.

Malicia

"Don't worry, you're not late at all." Malicia responded. Compared to Lily, Malicia's outfit made her look almost like a normal woman, excepting her extreme height and the hefty bulge in her pants. She was wearing a loose shirt and a blue jacket that matched her hair, as well as yoga-pants which conformed to her body a little too well, highlighting her own exceptional curves. "More to the point, it looks like that house call of yours really ran you ragged, huh?"

She reached out and messed up her little friend's hair. "I take it you're enjoying our mistress's gift." A white light enveloped Lily from her hand, and her exaustion seemed to melt away.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on May 27, 2020, 04:58:48 AM

William

Later that Day

After finishing their dealings at the mansion William had taken Eruraviel out to teach her more about humanity since she'd shown herself so lacking in that field. And what better place was there than this District for that?

He swept in from the skies after passing the border check and was coming down in one of the smaller cities. All the while he'd held the princess in his arms and talked with her about the past.

"Hey Eru, how do you feel about blowing up a bunch of pesky Orcs?" He finally asked as the landed.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on May 27, 2020, 03:32:23 PM

Eruraviel

The princess had her arms wrapped around his neck and her chest pressed into his arm. She was enjoying being properly treated like royalty-it was a pleasant change. For too long, she'd been the weird outcast. Nobody to really sit down and have tea with. Nobody to play games with. No lover to fawn over and pamper her like in all the romance novels she'd read.

She was snapped out of her reverie by his question, however. Her expression distorted in barely-disguised contempt. "Some of the stronger ones might be useful as fuel for my magic." She clenched her fist, and her ears began to shake-trembling with the fear and trauma. In her mind's eyes, she could see them. She could feel their touch, smell them. Her nostrils flared at him. She took a deep breath and aggressively shook her head. "I would enjoy nothing more than destroying all of them.: She clenched her fist. "Kebalakind, they called me. The great despoiler."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on May 27, 2020, 05:56:34 PM

William

Will was stunned by it, her expression had morphed into pure disgust but it was still the most breathtaking thing he had ever see., even so he could not let it persist because it was so wrong. That's why he didn't even let her finish before he pulled her into a proper hug.

Something told him she wasn't used to this sort of affection.

"I won't let anyone hurt you again Eru. You're my precious princess and I promise you I will seek to always make you smile from now on."

He did prefer that look vastly, although he was looking forward to how she looked when she was ecstatic, every new expression she brought out was an invaluable treasure.

He grasped the trembling hand and squeezed in reassurance.

"And anyone who removes that smile deserves nothing but the harshest of punishments."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on May 28, 2020, 01:51:43 AM

Eruraviel

The elf trembled in his arms, reliving memories she wished she could repress. If she had been able to cast all her feelings aide, everything would have been so much simpler. She accepted his embrace and buried her face into his chest, squeezing his hand and wimpering throughout. She pressed her ears up against him and rubbed them against his chest in a sign of affection.

"I'll kill them. I'll kill them all. They're like animals! Savage, beastial animals, who only think of food, drink, and sex!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on May 28, 2020, 01:53:54 AM

Quote from: Aiden on April 12, 2020, 07:21:02 PM

Serra Drosa

Before Frank Horrigan's eyes the young congresswoman seemingly relaxed for a moment, her quelled by something beyond his limited ken. Her hand hovered over the papers below her, and her eyes closed in a manner he had witnessed more and more often since coming to the District of Columbia. It was a spiritual experience. It lasted nearly half a minute before she clenched her fingers tightly into fists and began to shake.

"Not now..." Serra said beneath her breath, shaking her head, before abruptly rising to her feet and facing him once more. "As for you - I will be fine here for now. I want you to check the rest of your unit and make certain they are prepared. Coordinate with the rest of the Custodians, and stand by for deployment in case anyone else needs to be extracted from their current position."

Columbia

"Now. She insisted, pressing her phantom breasts up against Serra's back. "You haven't been sleeping lately, you're stressed, and you just survived an attack. What better time is there to take a moment to breath, Serra?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on May 29, 2020, 12:33:06 AM

Serra Drosa

The chairwoman waited until the secret service agent was gone, for anyone who might witness her moment of vulnerability to be assiduously avoiding her presence, before she gave any further response. Columbia felt Serra remain firm in a way she hadn't on previously tense occasions. "When my tasks are complete. Which they are not."

Yet still, she clasped her hands in prayer. "To rest before victory is to court defeat. I will not let you be defeated by this treachery."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on May 29, 2020, 07:15:48 PM

William

He pulled the Elven princess in tighter, not letting her go and showing her that she had nothing to fear here. Still the way she said that was quite the setup for something....

"And will you slaughter them like animals? And not just the men, but the women and the children too?"

Now this was as good test as any too see if she was anywhere near caught up on Human pop culture.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on May 29, 2020, 11:39:05 PM

Quote from: Bern on May 29, 2020, 07:15:48 PM

William

He pulled the Elven princess in tighter, not letting her go and showing her that she had nothing to fear here. Still the way she said that was quite the setup for something....

"And will you slaughter them like animals? And not just the men, but the women and the children too?"

Now this was as good test as any too see if she was anywhere near caught up on Human pop culture.

Eruraviel

"Pufuu~ Yes, I will. I'll slaughter them like the pests they are, and eradicate them from existance." She held tightly onto his back and nuzzled up against his next. "You want to know another thing I hate?" She craned her neck so she was pressed right up against his earlobe. She nibbled the bottom of it gently before she breathed a single word into his ear, too quiet for anyone else to hear.

"Sand. It gets everywhere. Not like you."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on May 30, 2020, 03:33:30 PM

William

"Ah just like Elven seductresses, getting into everyone's head with their wicked charms." He grinned as he got a firm grip around her lower back and lifted her so they could be face to face or rather, it let him gaze right into her beautiful eyes.

"Maybe I should put a stop to you before you worm your way into the minds of the young and impressionable, wouldn't want them to know the stoic Elves are secretly this passionate."

"Or are you a naughty princess who gets off on doing bad things?" . His voice suddenly rung inside her mind.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on May 30, 2020, 04:03:27 PM

Quote from: Aiden on May 29, 2020, 12:33:06 AM

Serra Drosa

The chairwoman waited until the secret service agent was gone, for anyone who might witness her moment of vulnerability to be assiduously avoiding her presence, before she gave any further response. Columbia felt Serra remain firm in a way she hadn't on previously tense occasions. "When my tasks are complete. Which they are not."

Yet still, she clasped her hands in prayer. "To rest before victory is to court defeat. I will not let you be defeated by this treachery."

Columbia

"She misses you, you know." Columbia responded, gently wrapping her arms around Serra's neck. She left it at that-waiting for her devout follower's responce was key here.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on June 01, 2020, 12:17:04 AM

Quote from: Bern on May 30, 2020, 03:33:30 PM

William

"Ah just like Elven seductresses, getting into everyone's head with their wicked charms." He grinned as he got a firm grip around her lower back and lifted her so they could be face to face or rather, it let him gaze right into her beautiful eyes.

"Maybe I should put a stop to you before you worm your way into the minds of the young and impressionable, wouldn't want them to know the stoic Elves are secretly this passionate."

"Or are you a naughty princess who gets off on doing bad things?" . His voice suddenly rung inside her mind.

Eruraviel

The elven witch met his gaze and stuck out her tongue at him. Her large, purple eyes stared back at him, gazing into his with determined purpose. She twisted in his arms to face directly towards him, and wrapped her legs around his back to pull herself right up against him.

"Fu~ From my perspective, the person who's spreading such vile rumors about elves are evil!"

"Bad things? Such as?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on June 02, 2020, 04:13:17 AM

Quote from: SINIB on May 30, 2020, 04:03:27 PM

Quote from: Aiden on May 29, 2020, 12:33:06 AM
Serra Drosa

The chairwoman waited until the secret service agent was gone, for anyone who might witness her moment of vulnerability to be assiduously avoiding her presence, before she gave any further response. Columbia felt Serra remain firm in a way she hadn't on previously tense occasions. "When my tasks are complete. Which they are not."

Yet still, she clasped her hands in prayer. "To rest before victory is to court defeat. I will not let you be defeated by this treachery."

Columbia

"She misses you, you know." Columbia responded, gently wrapping her arms around Serra's neck. She left it at that-waiting for her devout follower's responce was key here.

Serra Drosa

Serra became very still - whether it be from Columbia's words or actions was not clear. Whatever the reason was it affected her so deeply she scarcely even breathed. But then, she exhaled.

"We will just have to move swiftly then, won't we?" She didn't look back at the one holding onto her. "It wouldn't do to keep a lady waiting after all."

She reached down to the table and pulled up an analysis report.

"You'll back me when I propose striking back, won't you?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on June 02, 2020, 02:30:12 PM

Columbia

"I don't make promises like that, and it's up to the legislature anyway. I'm not going to force a course of action on my people." Columbia objected coldly. "Especially not without seeing your full report first. Take it to Enty when you finish it. I'll make sure she isn't distracted by her girlfriend."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on June 02, 2020, 03:56:42 PM

Quote from: SINIB on June 02, 2020, 02:30:12 PM

Columbia

"I don't make promises like that, and it's up to the legislature anyway. I'm not going to force a course of action on my people." Columbia objected coldly. "Especially not without seeing your full report first. Take it to Enty when you finish it. I'll make sure she isn't distracted by her girlfriend."

Serra Drosa

That put a smile on her face, albeit a small one. "As consistent as ever... that's why I like you so much." She pulled her report closer to herself, and finally leaned her face against the arms she could feel around her neck. "I can always count on you to give the right response."

But then her smile faded again.

"I have a lot of work to do."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on June 03, 2020, 02:02:09 AM

William

"Things like this... Using your wicked body to snare people in your web. That is really naughty, maybe I should teach you the meaning of restraint too..

Except he did opposite. While his words where chastising her on the surface his body was not. His lips crashed against hers as he kissed her deeply.

[¡]"Or maybe I should take you in public, you do seem fond of public displays or are elves just that horny?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on June 03, 2020, 08:49:22 PM

Quote from: Bern on June 03, 2020, 02:02:09 AM

William

"Things like this... Using your wicked body to snare people in your web. That is really naughty, maybe I should teach you the meaning of restraint too..

Except he did opposite. While his words where chastising her on the surface his body was not. His lips crashed against hers as he kissed her deeply.

[¡]"Or maybe I should take you in public, you do seem fond of public displays or are elves just that horny?" [/I]

Eruraviel

Eru's tongue met his own in a passionate kiss. I don't know what elves you're thinking of that aren't horney. Teenaged elves like myself like to have sex a couple times a day. Otherwise we get all sore and pent up. She replied. She held tightly onto him, staring deep into his mysterious purple eyes.

"Mmmm..." We'ren't you going to show me something here, or did you just want to have a taste of my body?

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on June 06, 2020, 01:21:12 AM

William

"I'm showing you around for now, you hungry little minx." He answered her out loud not even bothering with the telepathy and chuckled. She was so easily distracted it was quite funny. But yeah that impatience reminded him of younger people, they truly couldn't be chained down for long huh...

He flicked her nose and sat her down on the ground.

"We're gonna see how good you're with weapons and then we'll take them out for a test run. You still need to release some steam after what that scoundrel did to you... and about that, I'd prefer if you didn't incinerate him since I have use for his body."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on June 07, 2020, 08:40:45 PM

Eruraviel

Eruraviel landed with serene grace, immediately breaking out into a run around him. "You mean the guns, right? We're going to check them out and take them for a test-ride? See how they work, so I can make my own!"

She ran in circles around him, arms outstretched to catch as much of the wind as possible. Her ears stood up at attention, perfectly firm with a slight tremble at their tips. "I want to try that human food! The one this place is famous for! See if it's any good in the Nexus!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on June 09, 2020, 07:42:24 PM

William

"Hey now, slow down a bit." He shook his at the silly antics of the Elf and how scatterbrained she was being. Still they did need to go somewhere first and he'd need to know where.

"I doubt you can focus if you're that starved so we should go eat first. Unless you really want to see the guns first?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on June 12, 2020, 10:21:25 PM

Quote from: Bern on June 09, 2020, 07:42:24 PM

William

"Hey now, slow down a bit." He shook his at the silly antics of the Elf and how scatterbrained she was being. Still they did need to go somewhere first and he'd need to know where.

"I doubt you can focus if you're that starved so we should go eat first. Unless you really want to see the guns first?"

Eruraviel

Eruraviel grabbed onto his arm and spun herself to a stop using him as a fulcrom. "I'm not that hungry, just excited. Since you're taking me out, you should be the one to decide what we do first!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on June 15, 2020, 04:59:02 AM

Quote from: Aiden on June 02, 2020, 03:56:42 PM

Quote from: SINIB on June 02, 2020, 02:30:12 PM
Columbia

"I don't make promises like that, and it's up to the legislature anyway. I'm not going to force a course of action on my people." Columbia objected coldly. "Especially not without seeing your full report first. Take it to Enty when you finish it. I'll make sure she isn't distracted by her girlfriend."

Serra Drosa

That put a smile on her face, albeit a small one. "As consistent as ever... that's why I like you so much." She pulled her report closer to herself, and finally leaned her face against the arms she could feel around her neck. "I can always count on you to give the right response."

But then her smile faded again.

"I have a lot of work to do."

Columbia

"Be sure to push your proposals through comitee, first." She replied. The goddess had her suspicions about her actions, but she could feel her motives were pure. She wished to increase her reach, strengthen her hold over the Nexus and serve under her. Washington was uniquely fond of her and had latched on in a way she ever so rarely did, and Enterprise liked her well enough as well.

A phantom finger tweaked one of Seraa's nipples. "Washington wanted me to tell you to meet her in the usual place, before you do anything else."

Silently, she roused Washington, telling her to be ready for action.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on June 16, 2020, 05:01:08 AM

Serra Drosa

Careful not to draw attention by giving an outward response, Serra did not provide Columbia with the response she likely sought to her attentions. "Then I shall have to do just that," she said without clarifying which of the goddess' two statements she was assenting to. "Once the all clear is given."

And with that, she gently disentangled herself from Columbia's grasp and picked up her reports and made her way to the rest of the bunker's staff. So it would go until later in the day, and it was time to go...

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on June 16, 2020, 06:43:50 PM

Quote from: SINIB on June 12, 2020, 10:21:25 PM

Eruraviel

Eruraviel grabbed onto his arm and spun herself to a stop using him as a fulcrom. "I'm not that hungry, just excited. Since you're taking me out, you should be the one to decide what we do first!"

William

"Then we shall strive to have you master every gun under the sun. Although there is one big probleeeem..." William spun her around once more with gentle ease until they were face to face, and his free hand moved to caress her her exposed abdomen, slowly trailing upwards until his fingers brushed against the bottom of Eru's massive breasts.

"They don't look very supported, I'd rather not have my date put on a show for the whole community.... Especially with how you are, you're already gonna be the center of attention and I don't want to see you objectified by mere peasants who can't comprehend the depths of your wit."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on June 16, 2020, 07:40:09 PM

Quote from: Bern on June 16, 2020, 06:43:50 PM

Quote from: SINIB on June 12, 2020, 10:21:25 PM

Eruraviel

Eruraviel grabbed onto his arm and spun herself to a stop using him as a fulcrom. "I'm not that hungry, just excited. Since you're taking me out, you should be the one to decide what we do first!"

William

"Then we shall strive to have you master every gun under the sun. Although there is one big probleeeem..." William spun her around once more with gentle ease until they were face to face, and his free hand moved to caress her her exposed abdomen, slowly trailing upwards until his fingers brushed against the bottom of Eru's massive breasts.

"They don't look very supported, I'd rather not have my date put on a show for the whole community.... Especially with how you are, you're already gonna be the center of attention and I don't want to see you objectified by mere peasants who can't comprehend the depths of your wit."

Eruraviel

"Eh? What's wrong with my outfit?"

She didn't really understand what the problem was. Sure, most humans were more chaste than herself, but she knew that many of them would wear extremely revealing outfits, up to and including the sort of cleavage that she herself was showing off. Was it really all that different if she was showing off the underside as opposed to top?

Still, she appreciated the way he had framed it. The tips of her ears trembled in delight. It seemed to be something other than public indecency, no, he seemed to be jealous! He didn't want others to see her generous assets, and wanted to hog them all for himself. She nodded, content with her analysis of the situation.

"Mmm, I don't mind changing, but all my outfits are basically like this, Will." She leaned back against him and flicked her ears to rub them against his hard, masculine chest. "Maybe a stop to a clothing stall is warranted as well?" She looked up at him from below with a raised eyebrow. "I think you really just want to see me dressed up in cute human clothes, though." She stuck her tongue out at him and winked.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on June 16, 2020, 08:00:23 PM

William

"People might mistake you for a pale Drow with all that exposed belly, and we wouldn't want that would we?" He teased her as his eyes followed the twitching ears. They seemed to be sensitive and if...

He reached out to squeeze the pointy tips then loosened his grip to let his fingers just barely caress the rest of her ear.

"I think a cleavage window would be much more worthwhile for drawing out the full potential of your royal treasure." Then the dark wizard continued more privately to her mind. "And it would make it sooo much easier to imagine them wrapped around me."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on June 16, 2020, 08:09:37 PM

Quote from: Bern on June 16, 2020, 08:00:23 PM

William

"People might mistake you for a pale Drow with all that exposed belly, and we wouldn't want that would we?" He teased her as his eyes followed the twitching ears. They seemed to be sensitive and if...

He reached out to squeeze the pointy tips then loosened his grip to let his fingers just barely caress the rest of her ear.

"I think a cleavage window would be much more worthwhile for drawing out the full potential of your royal treasure." Then the dark wizard continued more privately to her mind. "And it would make it sooo much easier to imagine them wrapped around me."

Eruraviel

"Drow don't dress like this, silly." She replied. She was doing her best to conceal it, but her mouth hung slightly agape and a little moan that escaped her mouth revealed the true pleasure she was feeling from his massage. "Ah-more..."

You mean from the top, shoving your throbbing heat in between my breasts with my clothes still on? How beastly, Will. How delightfully beastly~" She pressed her butt against his crotch, grinding it against his length. "Jeez, aren't you insatiable."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on June 25, 2020, 03:00:48 AM

William

"No getting feisty here Eru..."

His hand gripped her hips firmly and halted her teasing advances. " That's all your suggestion, I'm starting to think you want to show them off, if you're that certain of their charm we could make a bet, your orbs vs my rod, I hope you're not merely boasting about your prowess"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on June 25, 2020, 03:11:29 AM

Quote from: Bern on June 25, 2020, 03:00:48 AM

William

"No getting feisty here Eru..."

His hand gripped her hips firmly and halted her teasing advances. " That's all your suggestion, I'm starting to think you want to show them off, if you're that certain of their charm we could make a bet, your orbs vs my rod, I hope you're not merely boasting about your prowess"

Eruraviel

His fingers sank into her butt and met firm resistance underneath the fat. "Sure. I'll take that bet." She replied. "If you cum, you'll be my servant for the rest of the day, and do whatever I want."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on June 26, 2020, 07:30:06 PM

William

"Oh really now that eager huh?" He spoke out loud, not like anyone would know what he was responding to anyone.

And just like that his job was done, the dark mage pulled away and dragged the Elven princess along by the arm. "Come now, it's time to see if you have the skill to back up your confidence.

OF course he'd left her like that on purpose, what better way to check her composure, there wasn't much use working with someone no matter how powerful if they couldn't keep themselves focused on the goal. Such people were only good to be used.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on June 26, 2020, 08:29:27 PM

Quote from: Bern on June 26, 2020, 07:30:06 PM

William

"Oh really now that eager huh?" He spoke out loud, not like anyone would know what he was responding to anyone.

And just like that his job was done, the dark mage pulled away and dragged the Elven princess along by the arm. "Come now, it's time to see if you have the skill to back up your confidence.

OF course he'd left her like that on purpose, what better way to check her composure, there wasn't much use working with someone no matter how powerful if they couldn't keep themselves focused on the goal. Such people were only good to be used.

Eruraviel

Eruraviel shifted gears without missing a beat, immediately following along side him with a skip in her step. She reached down and intertwined her fingers with his own.

"Not really, but I cannot say I'd have been opposed to such a development. That was just a bit of casual flirting-plus, you seemed to be getting pretty excited yourself~"

It took longer, but there was a certain charm Eruraviel felt while walking down the streets of the human cities here-they were so different, so exciting, and so loud! Her ears were constantly flitting around, hearing new sounds and picking up interesting conversations. Talk of young love, politics, about going to the gun range after work-a particularly interesting morsel of information about the city being attacked earlier that day. While she certainly would feel lost living in this maze of concrete, glass, and steel, visiting it was an experience she considered valuable, and even a little bit fun. The two arrived at a gun-range after a short walk, and once they entered, she was blasted by the loud crack of gunshots and the acrid stench of sulfer. She furrowed her brow and turned to look up at her companion.

"Mmm-it's louder than I expected." She remarked. "And the smell-if I didn't know better, I'd think someone was concocting a witch's brew in here."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on June 29, 2020, 04:36:01 AM

William

"You're exaggerating, I've seen brews that could actually slay men with the scent alone. But if this bothers you so much I doubt you'd much like the scent of processed oil."

True to the rich history of the district, there was a wide selection of weaponry available, more than you'd see in most other districts.

"Would you like to start small, or do you think you can handle the big ones princess?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on June 29, 2020, 02:26:29 PM

Quote from: Bern on June 29, 2020, 04:36:01 AM

William

"You're exaggerating, I've seen brews that could actually slay men with the scent alone. But if this bothers you so much I doubt you'd much like the scent of processed oil."

True to the rich history of the district, there was a wide selection of weaponry available, more than you'd see in most other districts.

"Would you like to start small, or do you think you can handle the big ones princess?"

Eruraviel

"A bit, but it is unlike anything I'll smelled before."

Eruraviel ran up to the counter and stared at the immense collection of exotic weapons of war. She wagged her butt while quickly scrolling through her choices on one of those tablets, eyes flitting back and forth as she rapidly took in the information.

There were small handheld guns of various types and sizes, and they seemed to be classified by the size of the bullet. She quickly selected a variety of them, ones which shot large bullets capable of felling large animals, a few types of shotguns, and an enormous machine gun. She spun around to hand it to Will.

"Let's try these!" She exclaimed with wiggling ears. Her eyes glimmered with excitement and not a few eyes were staring at her exotic beauty by this point.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on June 30, 2020, 06:30:58 PM

William

Whack.

His hand chopped down on her head immediately as she tried handing him over the ridiculous pile of weapons. Instead of falling to the ground something intriguing happened instead.

Hands of Darkness

His dark cloak transformed as hands of solid shadows emerged to grasp every weapon one by one before they struck the ground, and then all of the shotguns and rifles and even the machine gun was pointed at the Elf.

"Never carry a pile of weapons. Have you never taken a single martial session in your life?" He was quite exasperated at the fumbling progress of the princess.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 02, 2020, 02:17:26 AM

Eruraviel

With lightning reflexes, Eruraviel dodged back to avoid the careening missile of death that had been headed right for her forehead. Her eyes gleamed with secret delight about being shown such an interesting magical technique, so much so that she simply hopped a step back away from her date. She crossed her arms under her chest and glowered at him. "Of course I have. An elvish princess is always well-versed in the way of the sword."

Her ears flitted in defiance, but her attention quickly focused down on the hands of darkness, holding her precious cargo. She crouched down and reached out to wrap her hands around the inky dark arms. "May I?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 04, 2020, 02:44:12 AM

William

"You may."

The dark hands gently put the guns and rested before the Elven princess as if saying that it was her turn to examine if she so required. The darkness had itself as solid yet it had no mass somehow, it was like a blob of dark solidified air.

"Shaping an element like this is an intermediate level technique in my world, true masters can become one with it." Then he suddenly pulled back and reached out for the empty air.

Crack.

The air, no the world itself cracked spreading from the point where William had put his hand.

"Come forth oh blackest devourer of the void! Heed my call and lay ruin to all those who stand in my way! We shall be the ones who destroy the world and make it anew. Come forth BLACK DOOM!"

It came as he requested from the crack in space, a beautiful sword with glowing runes written in a long forgotten language from a forbidden era. It hummed with the chords of power, telling a tale no one could hear.

Then it fell into his hands, his real hands like it was the most natural thing to happen.

"I believe you said you could handle swords my lady, would you like to test your mettle against mine, My apologies for the terrible state my blade is in, I haven't had the time to maintain it recently."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 05, 2020, 05:45:19 AM

Eruraviel

Eruraviel chuckled. "It feels a little bit odd to be underestimated like this, Will. Just because they're not my preferred mode of combat doesn't mean I can't keep up with your skills."

Her shadow picked up all the guns and carefully stacked them back on the counter. Meanwhile, Eruraviel reached into her chest and removed a long blade which shimmered with the inky darkness of the deepest seas. The small elvish woman looked up at the dark man with twinkling eyes.

"I'd like to have the first dance, my prince."

Ives

The bartender climbed atop the bar, holding a shotgun in his hands. "Knock it off! You're distrupting bussiness! If you want to talk about how impressive your mystical doohickies are or play with your swords, take it outside! If you want to play with my guns, quit yer yappin and head to the range!"

The deafening cheers of annoyed patrons followed his demand, each and every one of them reaching for their handguns.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 06, 2020, 01:08:42 AM

William

"Oh you mean these guns?"

The dark mage said as he turned around and waved his weapon at the owner, it wasn't a sword though, no in his other hand was an awfully familiar shotgun, a shotgun that was now missing from Ives' hands.

CLANG.

William's boot came down and made a metallic sound as it hit a pile of guns..... It was all of the guns that the patrons had been reaching for. All of their weapons with the exception of no one were missing from the person and had somehow ended up by his feet.

"It's quite the collection you have you here but as nice as it is, I don't think your Goddess would take kindly to you shooting tourists for being too loud in your shop."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 06, 2020, 06:24:49 PM

The Crowd

The jeering immediately stopped, replaced by an uncomfortable silence. Everybody looked at one another in astonishment. What had happened? Nobody could quite figure it out, except for the possibility that this man was just that much more powerful than them.

It was an absolutely terrifying thought.

Eruraviel

Eru reveled in their discomfort with her date's show of force. Her loins tightened at the display of dominance-it was perfect, everything she'd wanted him to do. She'd been about to do it herself, but he'd beaten her to the punch!

She burst out laughing. "Kyahahaha~" Her ears bounced with mirthful joy. "Will-don't cheat like that against me-I won't be able to keep up."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 08, 2020, 01:50:29 AM

William

"This is a natural part of my style!"

Then the wind blew and the two of them were out, William yeeting Eru with him out the door faster than you could blink. Now he was in front of her, with only his sword since he had left all the guns behind.

"Are you saying a refined princess like yourself require a handicap?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 08, 2020, 03:16:45 PM

Quote from: Bern on July 08, 2020, 01:50:29 AM

William

"This is a natural part of my style!"

Then the wind blew and the two of them were out, William yeeting Eru with him out the door faster than you could blink. Now he was in front of her, with only his sword since he had left all the guns behind.

"Are you saying a refined princess like yourself require a handicap?"

Eruraviel

Eruraviel saw him coming. With her eyes, nothing could truly surprise her. However-his simulacrum gave her very little additional information. It was unnerving to only be able to read him at an extremely surface level, and she couldn't admit that she was entirely pleased with this state of affairs. She'd much rather fix him up and put him into a properly elvish body.

But, she didn't have time for such idle thoughts. While she was flying through the air, she began enhancing her body, casting one spell atop another in rapid succession. She strengthened her strength, her dexterity, her constitution before landing on her feet.

"Ufu-as long as you don't use your magic to speed yourself up, Will." She suddenly assumed a fencing position and thrust her blade at his chest. "En-guarde!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 09, 2020, 03:06:08 AM

Enterprise

Enterprise was at her usual hangout after doing her evening rounds-drinking a couple beers and enjoying a burger at a small hole-in-the wall in a back alley. She liked it there. It was small, didn't have much business most of the time, and the owner, well, he treated her just like another customer. He was respectful and had thanked her for all her service a few times in the years they'd known each other, but it wasn't blind reverence like so many people showered upon her. It was her duty to accept it, and she felt pride in her ability to do so, but privately, she had to admit that it could get exhausting. She wasn't like her other half, Washington. She wasn't confident like her, and would much rather work in the dark, managing her life from the shadows, only interacting with those whom she truly enjoyed the company of and respected.

She took another swig of her beer. Alas, it wasn't meant to be.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 09, 2020, 04:24:40 AM

Lily

Later that evening

Ding Ding.

The doors opened as a short redhead entered and swayed over to the counter. At first it looked like she was swinging her rather wide hips for her small frame... Except halfway over she staggered and almost landed bent over on the counter. And as her face hit the wood, her jacket was pushed aside by a slowly swishing tail, a tail with a heart shaped tip.

"He-hey there-" Even her voice had a sultry and electrifying property that just seemed to pull you in, not that it looked like the girl was actually trying to flirt with the owner since she looked genuinely exhausted. "Can a girl have a filling meaty burger? The biggest you have, oh and I want a big soda, and a milkshake. Whatever flavor and uhm... Right fries too..."

The slow swish of her tail kept lifting her jacket just enough to give anyone who was looking just how tight the black bodysuit she was wearing underneath was...

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 09, 2020, 03:21:25 PM

Enterprise

The large piece of bison almost caught in her throat when the midget succubus walked in. She rarely interacted with outsiders, and had never met a full-blooded succubus before. Even before she tripped, Enty knew her true nature. What else could have her heart pounding at the sight of a small girl like that, one whom most certainly was not her usual type. She reached down and put on her sunglasses, staring at that long, sinewy tail and her full, muscular ass planted on the stool next to her.

"Sure." The bartender replied with his usual gruff nonchalance. He turned around without another word and began to prepare the food, while Enterprise caught herself and refocused her attention on her beers. She probably wasn't here to do any good-the hedonist goddess next door was a major worry for her. Colmbia worried about her motives, and their hierarchical, power-based government. What was one of her minions doing out here, in such a secluded and random place such as this?

Was she their target?

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 09, 2020, 04:58:06 PM

Lily

The redhead shifted bar table, even though she was resting her head on it, it looked like she might pass out at any moment.

Swish.

Suddenly the heart shaped tip of her tail was swishing right in front of Enty's eyes. "It's considered quite rude to check out a Succubi's tail and not even say Hi, or introduce yourself." with a final swish the tail went still and pointed right at her.

"Wait you're.... A real cutie, why's someone like you wearing all that like it's a winter parade, what a shame.... I'm Lily, and this is the part where you should introduce yourself tehee..." Even a shirt chuckle like that was just as captivating as her voice had been if not more so.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 09, 2020, 08:51:20 PM

Quote from: SINIB on July 08, 2020, 03:16:45 PM

Eruraviel

Eruraviel saw him coming. With her eyes, nothing could truly surprise her. However-his simulacrum gave her very little additional information. It was unnerving to only be able to read him at an extremely surface level, and she couldn't admit that she was entirely pleased with this state of affairs. She'd much rather fix him up and put him into a properly elvish body.

But, she didn't have time for such idle thoughts. While she was flying through the air, she began enhancing her body, casting one spell atop another in rapid succession. She strengthened her strength, her dexterity, her constitution before landing on her feet.

"Ufu-as long as you don't use your magic to speed yourself up, Will." She suddenly assumed a fencing position and thrust her blade at his chest. "En-guarde!"

William

"As you wish."

DARKNESS SLASH

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH-

The air split as a black sword as big as an elephant descended on Eru. In the blink of an eye his sword had been enveloped in darkness and grown to over 20 times its regular, and now with such a simple downwards it was already coming down like the wrath of the gods themselves, and the darkness hummed with enough power to pulverize most vehicles.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 09, 2020, 10:58:50 PM

Quote from: Bern on July 09, 2020, 08:51:20 PM

Quote from: SINIB on July 08, 2020, 03:16:45 PM

Eruraviel

Eruraviel saw him coming. With her eyes, nothing could truly surprise her. However-his simulacrum gave her very little additional information. It was unnerving to only be able to read him at an extremely surface level, and she couldn't admit that she was entirely pleased with this state of affairs. She'd much rather fix him up and put him into a properly elvish body.

But, she didn't have time for such idle thoughts. While she was flying through the air, she began enhancing her body, casting one spell atop another in rapid succession. She strengthened her strength, her dexterity, her constitution before landing on her feet.

"Ufu-as long as you don't use your magic to speed yourself up, Will." She suddenly assumed a fencing position and thrust her blade at his chest. "En-guarde!"

William

"As you wish."

DARKNESS SLASH

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH-

The air split as a black sword as big as an elephant descended on Eru. In the blink of an eye his sword had been enveloped in darkness and grown to over 20 times its regular, and now with such a simple downwards it was already coming down like the wrath of the gods themselves, and the darkness hummed with enough power to pulverize most vehicles.

Eruraviel

Eruraviel's eyes flashed and she suddenly sped up, dashing to the side out of the way of the sword. She stabbed at his stomach with all the grace of an expert fencer, and without a single wasted movement.

"What are you doing! I thought this was a sword fight! Magic like that is cheating! Cheating!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 09, 2020, 11:54:20 PM

Quote from: Bern on July 09, 2020, 04:58:06 PM

Lily

The redhead shifted bar table, even though she was resting her head on it, it looked like she might pass out at any moment.

Swish.

Suddenly the heart shaped tip of her tail was swishing right in front of Enty's eyes. "It's considered quite rude to check out a Succubi's tail and not even say Hi, or introduce yourself." with a final swish the tail went still and pointed right at her.

"Wait you're.... A real cutie, why's someone like you wearing all that like it's a winter parade, what a shame.... I'm Lily, and this is the part where you should introduce yourself tehee..." Even a shirt chuckle like that was just as captivating as her voice had been if not more so.

Enterprise

Her eyes followed the tail, how could they not? It flashed right in front of her face, too close. She didn't like that. She leaned back, frowning at the small girl, no, woman. Children didn't have butts like that.

"I'm-Lucy. Lucy Adams." She replied, reaching own with divine dexterity and grabbing the tip, pushing it out of her face. "Mind not waving it that close to my eyes?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 10, 2020, 02:34:12 AM

Lily

"IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIH-"

The redhead shot up as the tip of her tail was grabbed so forcefully, you could see the shudder that went down her tail and into her body as she begun shaking like a leaf on a stormy day.

"I-Im so sorry please let go, I promise I'll be a good girl!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 10, 2020, 05:40:04 PM

Enterprise

Enty's pale cheeks flushed red. The woman's responce-it just made her want to squeeze it even harder, maybe do a little more. She shook her head. Was this the fabled charm that powerful succubi had? She'd need to keep her guard up, even if she had everything under control.

Enterprise let go of the tail and scooted her bench away from Lily, turning back to her food. "Fine, if you'll promise to be good, I won't go any further." She took a big bite of her burger, imagining how it would feel to just grab Lily's hips and burying her face into the cheeks...

Damn, this girl-she's too much!

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 10, 2020, 08:16:44 PM

Lily

"I...."

Lily was still shuddering for a few seconds although it was noticeably receding until she went fully still. "So what would you do to me if I was being a bad girl? Hmm now that I think about it...." The redhead turned to look at her directly and studied her more intensely.

"Do you want to go further? You look like you need to release some pent up stress Lucy, if that even is your name...."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 11, 2020, 09:15:26 PM

William

"You banned speed enhancement and this is how I fight with swords."

The dark mage simply turned his sword around in a reverse grip and made the tip face the ground, and then he swept it to the side.

Dark Impact

A wall of dark force split the ground between them and protected him from her slash. "Have you never faced magical knights before? My sword is an extension of my magic and my magic is my sword."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 12, 2020, 12:47:28 AM

Quote from: Bern on July 10, 2020, 08:16:44 PM

Lily

"I...."

Lily was still shuddering for a few seconds although it was noticeably receding until she went fully still. "So what would you do to me if I was being a bad girl? Hmm now that I think about it...." The redhead turned to look at her directly and studied her more intensely.

"Do you want to go further? You look like you need to release some pent up stress Lucy, if that even is your name...."

Enterprise

The young woman shook her head. "Stop trying to charm me." She demanded. "I'm-if you want to be friends with me, do it normally." Then, she furrowed her brow as the importance of her words penetrated through the fog clouding her minds, and the implication thereof. "You..."

She reached out and grabbed for Lily's tail again. Was this small girl here to kill her? Had she already figured out who she really was?

She needed answers, and she couldn't let this chance get away.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 14, 2020, 11:12:27 PM

Lily

"I can't do anything about that it just work-Aaaaahhhhh..."

The redhead's shriek was much more ear piercing this time as she lost her grip on the bar, and since she'd been leaning forward towards the silver haired girl there was only one conclusion to it. She fell face first onto the floor before the girl who was pulling her tail.

"I.... I told you not to pull.... You meanie... Just wait wait until Daddy Liz hears about this!" Lily proclaimed as she struggled to even get up on all fours. Her arms and legs trembled like fragile twigs. "Let go and I show you what I do to bad girls who can't take simple hints. Or are you too scared to face me head on??"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 15, 2020, 02:38:54 AM

Quote from: Bern on July 11, 2020, 09:15:26 PM

William

"You banned speed enhancement and this is how I fight with swords."

The dark mage simply turned his sword around in a reverse grip and made the tip face the ground, and then he swept it to the side.

Dark Impact

A wall of dark force split the ground between them and protected him from her slash. "Have you never faced magical knights before? My sword is an extension of my magic and my magic is my sword."

Eruraviel

"I have, yes!" She pulled back to create a bit of distance from him, keeping her eyes on the his movements and listened for changes in the arcane currents swirling around him. "I just wasn't expecting this sort of duel!"

The gem on her forehead flashed and her sword burst into brilliant flames which lapped up the metal, searing its sides. "It isn't exactly my speciality, however! I usually fight from the back!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 15, 2020, 10:54:48 PM

William

"You should have been more strict with your conditions" His gaze lazily followed her movements yet on a surface level it looked more like he was checking her out, her generous chest swayed most pleasingly with her every movement."...And here i thought Elves loved to go all down in technicalities in contracts..."

DARK ERUPTION

Without warning, his aura exploded outwards like a bomb going off. The ground beneath him was obliterated in an expanding perfect sphere of dark miasma that was threatening to swallow up the Elf. It wasn't quite as strong as the blast had been but-

"How long do you wish to be toyed with before I end you?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 15, 2020, 11:08:37 PM

Quote from: Bern on July 15, 2020, 10:54:48 PM

William

"You should have been more strict with your conditions" His gaze lazily followed her movements yet on a surface level it looked more like he was checking her out, her generous chest swayed most pleasingly with her every movement."...And here i thought Elves loved to go all down in technicalities in contracts..."

DARK ERUPTION

Without warning, his aura exploded outwards like a bomb going off. The ground beneath him was obliterated in an expanding perfect sphere of dark miasma that was threatening to swallow up the Elf. It wasn't quite as strong as the blast had been but-

"How long do you wish to be toyed with before I end you?"

Eruraviel

Eruraviel snapped her fingers, and the miasma simply disappeared with a flash of the gem on her hand. "That's fairies, sprites, and gnomes, not elves." She swung her sword, and out of the tip an immense blast of fire erupted from it, hurtling straight towards his chest.

"And I'm not sure that you'll win unless you take me seriously, Will!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 15, 2020, 11:20:41 PM

Quote from: Bern on July 14, 2020, 11:12:27 PM

Lily

"I can't do anything about that it just work-Aaaaahhhhh..."

The redhead's shriek was much more ear piercing this time as she lost her grip on the bar, and since she'd been leaning forward towards the silver haired girl there was only one conclusion to it. She fell face first onto the floor before the girl who was pulling her tail.

"I.... I told you not to pull.... You meanie... Just wait wait until Daddy Liz hears about this!" Lily proclaimed as she struggled to even get up on all fours. Her arms and legs trembled like fragile twigs. "Let go and I show you what I do to bad girls who can't take simple hints. Or are you too scared to face me head on??"

Enterprise

There, that was better. She was completely incapacitated, and she looked so much better crawling on the floor like that. She watched the girl's trembling ass jiggle for a bit before giving Lily's tail another tug. "Oh? And what would Lizzy's daughter want with me? If it's a fight you want, I won't lose!"

She felt more alive than she had been in months, standing over this girl. Energy rushed through her, and she just wanted to bend her over and do all sorts of vile things to her.

The white-haired girl smirked and planted her boot upon Lily's butt. "Well? Answer me!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 16, 2020, 12:08:58 AM

William

"Is that so?

Swoooosh-

He flung himself forward seemingly about to collide with the fireball when-

DARK BARRIER

A shield formed in front of him and took the barrage in his place as he pushed right through it. The moment he come out on the other side the darkness was covering him like a dense mist which looked more and more like a spectral armor by the moment.

And his cloaked fist rushed straight for the exposed area right beneath her breast.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 16, 2020, 12:09:12 AM

Lily

"Ahhh.." Lily's limbs gave out once more and she collpased but she was persistent and less that breath later she was already struggling to get up again. "Daddy told me you should learn to be more fun like your sibling and something about district relations, but I don't care..."

She struggled as hard as he could but she couldn't go any higher than the foot allowed.

"Why would I play with a weakling who lacks a true warrior spirit. Abusing a weakness like this, you should be ashamed!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 16, 2020, 05:21:15 PM

Quote from: Bern on July 16, 2020, 12:08:58 AM

William

"Is that so?

Swoooosh-

He flung himself forward seemingly about to collide with the fireball when-

DARK BARRIER

A shield formed in front of him and took the barrage in his place as he pushed right through it. The moment he come out on the other side the darkness was covering him like a dense mist which looked more and more like a spectral armor by the moment.

And his cloaked fist rushed straight for the exposed area right beneath her breast.

Eruraviel

Eruraviel jumped back away from him as fast as she could, but the fist still connected with her chest, sending her flying backwards. She felt ribs crack from the impact, piercing her internal organs and hacked up blood.

But still, she didn't lose her focus. She maintained her concentration upon winning this battle and avoiding his next blow. Taking more than one of these would probably end up incapacitating the body she was currently using. She spat up the blood collecting in her mouth and flapped her wings, soaring into the air. "I guess it's time-to get a bit serious!" The elf made a slashing motion with her fingers, releasing a cutting wave of black necrotic energy, darker than the void of space.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 16, 2020, 05:32:05 PM

Quote from: Bern on July 16, 2020, 12:09:12 AM

Lily

"Ahhh.." Lily's limbs gave out once more and she collpased but she was persistent and less that breath later she was already struggling to get up again. "Daddy told me you should learn to be more fun like your sibling and something about district relations, but I don't care..."

She struggled as hard as he could but she couldn't go any higher than the foot allowed.

"Why would I play with a weakling who lacks a true warrior spirit. Abusing a weakness like this, you should be ashamed!"

Enterprise

Enterprise grabbed Lily by the scruff of her neck and dragged her outside. "I'll pay later, pops! Thanks for not asking any questions, as usual!"

Once outside, she let Lily down. "Can you swear on your father's name you aren't here to harm my goddess? You already know who I am, right?"

Dozens of fighter-bombers buzzed overhead, and Lily could feel a powerful presence watching her from afar.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 16, 2020, 09:04:02 PM

William

"Oh you're challenging me? In that case...."

DARK DRILL

The black knight behun spinning in place at high speed, rotating fast enough to kick up a draft and then.... His spinning form went into the ground, and everything went quiet.

DARK SLASh

A roar followed by the fizzling sound of devouring darkness approached Eru from behind.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 16, 2020, 09:14:36 PM

Quote from: Bern on July 16, 2020, 09:04:02 PM

William

"Oh you're challenging me? In that case...."

DARK DRILL

The black knight behun spinning in place at high speed, rotating fast enough to kick up a draft and then.... His spinning form went into the ground, and everything went quiet.

DARK SLASh

A roar followed by the fizzling sound of devouring darkness approached Eru from behind.

Eruraviel

Eruraviel's shadow coaleased and crept up her body, covering her exposed skin with a protected layer of darkness. She began to chant a spell, feeling the rush of magic coursing through her veins, distracting her from the pain and giving her a powerful rush of joy. As soon as she heard him approaching from behind, she released her spell-seven bolts of arcane force erupted from the glowing sphere in her palms, each of which unerringly headed directly towards his shadowy form.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 16, 2020, 09:26:47 PM

Lily

Lily almost fell over as she was unceremoniously dropped onto the ground, but she managed to catch herself at the last second and stood up. However her legs were still visibly trembling.

"No."

she stood up as straight as she could in her current condition and locked her gaze onto the silver haired girl. "I could never swear an oath on the name of someone so shrouded in deceit. And it's not hard to figure out who you are if you can sense spiritual entities and put two and two together. Besides you're cuter than your sister..."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 16, 2020, 09:35:12 PM

Quote from: Bern on July 16, 2020, 09:26:47 PM

Lily

Lily almost fell over as she was unceremoniously dropped onto the ground, but she managed to catch herself at the last second and stood up. However her legs were still visibly trembling.

"No."

she stood up as straight as she could in her current condition and locked her gaze onto the silver haired girl. "I could never swear an oath on the name of someone so shrouded in deceit. And it's not hard to figure out who you are if you can sense spiritual entities and put two and two together. Besides you're cuter than your sister..."

Enterprise

Enty blushed, but she didn't lower her guard. "Thanks." She mumbled. The only other person to regularly refer to her as cute, was, well...

She scratched at her cheek a bit, blushing at the thought of her. "W-well, I can't disagree with that assessment of her." She took a step back, then two steps forwards, offering Lily her hand. "Well, what did you search me out for? You don't seem like an assassin at least."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 17, 2020, 03:16:06 AM

William

His shadowy firm however rushed straight into the arcane bolts and-

Booooom

Exploded in a shower of sparkly colors.

DARK ASCENT

The ground beneath her exploded as well, As powerful drill tore the earth asunder, It was the Dark Mage's return from beneath the surface, the one behind her merely a fake.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 17, 2020, 03:29:24 AM

Lily

Lily shook her head at the offered help. The day she needed help from another woman to stand was the day she'd fall on her own sword. She refused to look weak ever again, and even if she was right now that didn't mean she would allow it to bother her.

"IMaybe I'll tell you if change to your cooler outfit, I'm quite weak to silver haired beauties in combat skirts...."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 17, 2020, 03:32:23 AM

Eruraviel

Eruraviel knew she was about to be squewered if she didn't take drastic, immediate action. A stronger spell would take too long to prepare, as would one outside her specialty. She didn't have time to dodge, so she didn't try. Her shadow began to rush down to defend her lower body, and she pointed down at the other magus and unleashed an onyx ray of death at the tip of his spinning drill, flapping her wings to retreat upwards at the same time.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 17, 2020, 03:49:48 AM

Enterprise

Enterprise pursed her lips, feeling a bit off-put by the girl's refusal of a simple handshake. She pulled her arm back to her side and raised her eyebrow. "If you give me a reason to, maybe. I like not being recognized by everyone sometimes."

She crossed her arms and frowned. "Can you at least answer my question?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 17, 2020, 04:27:56 AM

William

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooosh

The drill met the ray in bombastic clash, the ground itself trembled and crumbled as the backlash of the clashed cause a massive explosion. William himself merely disengaged and floated to the side, a streak of black miasma highlighting his trail.

"Enough."

He stopped moving and sheathed hi blade. "It's painfully obvious you've only received formal education in this. Someone experienced in front line combat wouldn't have made the mistake of just standing around when the opponent vanishes. I suppose this serves as a good enough lesson hmm..."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 17, 2020, 04:39:02 AM

Lily

"Do get to know you better. I'm one of the grand generals and we no I'd like to have your cooperation with the frozen bitch.... as for the other thing...."

The redhead suddenly clasped her hands together and bowed deeply. Back in her homeland this was the custom when being polite after all, and she wouldn't get anything here by being forceful.

"I don't think you're gonna be recognized by the common men with me around, I attract quite the attention myself... So please I'd be really grateful Enterprise~" The way she spoke the silvery haired girl's name was as seductive as the most romantic proposal in a romance film, no even more so as it would hit the tone and enunciation Enterprise found the most pleasing.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 17, 2020, 07:49:56 PM

Quote from: Bern on July 17, 2020, 04:27:56 AM

William

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooosh

The drill met the ray in bombastic clash, the ground itself trembled and crumbled as the backlash of the clashed cause a massive explosion. William himself merely disengaged and floated to the side, a streak of black miasma highlighting his trail.

"Enough."

He stopped moving and sheathed hi blade. "It's painfully obvious you've only received formal education in this. Someone experienced in front line combat wouldn't have made the mistake of just standing around when the opponent vanishes. I suppose this serves as a good enough lesson hmm..."

Eruraviel

"What! That's totally not true! You just blindsided me in the beginning of the fight!" She exclaimed while pointing her finger at him. "And I haven't really left my tower for the last four hundred years, so I'm a little bit rusty. Plus, your magic is really weird. That's all."

She turned her head away from him. "Hmmph."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 18, 2020, 04:49:20 AM

Quote from: Bern on July 17, 2020, 04:39:02 AM

Lily

"Do get to know you better. I'm one of the grand generals and we no I'd like to have your cooperation with the frozen bitch.... as for the other thing...."

The redhead suddenly clasped her hands together and bowed deeply. Back in her homeland this was the custom when being polite after all, and she wouldn't get anything here by being forceful.

"I don't think you're gonna be recognized by the common men with me around, I attract quite the attention myself... So please I'd be really grateful Enterprise~" The way she spoke the silvery haired girl's name was as seductive as the most romantic proposal in a romance film, no even more so as it would hit the tone and enunciation Enterprise found the most pleasing.

Enterprise

Ah, so she was here to discuss foreign policy with the district's goddess to see if she could get the cogs of government moving. She bowed in return to Lily with a faint smile on her face. This, now this was something she could wrap her mind around. Something which could prove a useful distraction from how much she wanted to just grab Lily and pin her down right now.

"Cooperation, huh." She cleared her throat. Her face was flushed pink by the Loli's advances upon her, and, even though she knew it was the other's magic at work, she didn't find it to be particularly unpleasant. She rubbed her thighs together beneath her coat, and Lily could feel her increasing arousal seeping into her, feeding into her own urges. "Well, talking about that shouldn't really be advertised. But..."

She looked around before leaning down to Lily's ear. "We can talk at my flat near the capitol. Pitch it to me in private."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 19, 2020, 09:07:13 PM

William

"I'm sorry... I hadn't realized you were so starved for affection. Being locked up in a tower for that long sounds horrible." He drew near her and then ruffled her hair.

"Maybe you'd do better if you had the rust pounded out of you."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 20, 2020, 09:30:20 PM

Quote from: Bern on July 19, 2020, 09:07:13 PM

William

"I'm sorry... I hadn't realized you were so starved for affection. Being locked up in a tower for that long sounds horrible." He drew near her and then ruffled her hair.

"Maybe you'd do better if you had the rust pounded out of you."

Eruraviel

The tips of Eruraviel's ears seemed to stiffen and focus themselves on William. "Keh! It was my own choice, so I don't need your sympathy. I was busy searching for the pinnacle of magic." Just because she felt as if she'd hit a wall didn't mean she would stop. It just meant she needed to try harder, make more sacrifices, and figure out why she couldn't create even more powerful spells.

"I'd be honoured to work with you, Will." She leaned forward, "And I'd be happy to accept your offer. I am a little bit rusty, and my sheer strength doesn't look as if it'll be enough for me to win all my battles through brute force. However," She paused to point at his chest. "I don't want you looking down on me."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 21, 2020, 07:51:35 PM

William

"I can't make any promises there, haven't you seen how tall I am little princess?" The dark mage teased back and the without a fancy twirl of his blade it returned to the dark dimension from whence it came.

"And that's where you failed. There is no pinnacle, every top you reach is just another chasm. To be limitless is to not exist. No true power comes in always surpassing your limits, without that it's all meaningless."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 21, 2020, 09:39:49 PM

Eruraviel

The elven princess made an exaggerated show of flipping her hair in mock annoyance. She began to preach with an exaggerated elven accent, "You humans, you are all so tall and muscular. A fair elf like myself could hardly hope to compete in that department. Still, I will need to ask you to do your best for my sake. I shall do the same for you." She floated down onto the ground, landing on the tips of her big toes. However, despite her added height, she was still over a head shorter than her date. She looked up at him defiantly and took a small step forward. "Every pinnacle is a barrier to be overcome. Only once I triumph over my current limits will I be able to perceive what my next goal is."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 23, 2020, 05:53:39 PM

Washington

The blond-haired goddess rested silently against the wall, waiting for the date which her superior had set up for her benefit. She wore a low-cut blouse with a pink skirt with pantyhose and high heels. She clicked away at her phone while awaiting Serra's arrival, playing a game of minesweeper.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 23, 2020, 09:33:23 PM

William

"Your next goal? hmmm..."

His hand came down on her head and she was forced down onto the flat of her foots. "Shortness has it's benefits in combat too, especially with your build the center of gravity would be pretty stable however...."

"You really could work on showing more cleavage but for now there's the issue of you repaying me for training you, maybe seeing your pretty spread open by my cock would be a good start. I'm quite interested in seeing how cute you'll look when choking on it." His thoughts projected straight into her mind as they were still public, in fact people would probably report them with how much destruction they'd caused.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 23, 2020, 10:29:41 PM

Enterprise

The two took a taxi back to the goddess's refuge, a gated community for those with considerable wealth and power to flaunt their status, and also the place which she called home. Her house was near the back of the community, tucked far enough away from the other houses to have a little bit of privacy and escape the notice of prying paparazzi who'd like nothing more than to get details into her personal life.

She opened the car door for her guest, offering Lily her hand. "Welcome to my home, Lily. You wouldn't find a safer place in Columbia's bosom.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on July 23, 2020, 10:43:56 PM

Quote from: SINIB on July 23, 2020, 05:53:39 PM

Washington

The blond-haired goddess rested silently against the wall, waiting for the date which her superior had set up for her benefit. She wore a low-cut blouse with a pink skirt with pantyhose and high heels. She clicked away at her phone while awaiting Serra's arrival, playing a game of minesweeper.

Serra

Hiding from an avatar of Columbia was impossible for one of her active followers. There was an ever present awareness that a goddess maintained as a simple matter of course on those who maintained their favor. Nonetheless, Washington found herself caught entirely off guard as a pair of arms wrapped around her from behind and settled beneath her abundant bust. A chin, accompanied by a familiar scent of gunpowder and lavender, settled on her shoulder as two soft somethings and one hard something else pressed into her back.

"Hello there."

White blouse, black slacks, tip toes on men's business shoes, purple hair held back.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 24, 2020, 09:08:12 PM

Quote from: Bern on July 23, 2020, 09:33:23 PM

William

"Your next goal? hmmm..."

His hand came down on her head and she was forced down onto the flat of her foots. "Shortness has it's benefits in combat too, especially with your build the center of gravity would be pretty stable however...."

"You really could work on showing more cleavage but for now there's the issue of you repaying me for training you, maybe seeing your pretty spread open by my cock would be a good start. I'm quite interested in seeing how cute you'll look when choking on it." His thoughts projected straight into her mind as they were still public, in fact people would probably report them with how much destruction they'd caused.

Eruraviel

Eruraviel licked her lips, but responded with a curt shake of her head. Sex isn't a thing to be bought off of me for goods and services, Will. I may be happy to sleep with a man as fine as yourself, but abandon such pretentious delusions that I'll whore myself out for your magical knowledge.

She poked his chest, right where the facsimile of a heart was beating. "I can teach you much about the arcane currents that you yourself know little about, and you the same to me. Is that not a good enough basis for us to work together?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 24, 2020, 11:42:46 PM

Quote from: Aiden on July 23, 2020, 10:43:56 PM

Quote from: SINIB on July 23, 2020, 05:53:39 PM
Washington

The blond-haired goddess rested silently against the wall, waiting for the date which her superior had set up for her benefit. She wore a low-cut blouse with a pink skirt with pantyhose and high heels. She clicked away at her phone while awaiting Serra's arrival, playing a game of minesweeper.

Serra

Hiding from an avatar of Columbia was impossible for one of her active followers. There was an ever present awareness that a goddess maintained as a simple matter of course on those who maintained their favor. Nonetheless, Washington found herself caught entirely off guard as a pair of arms wrapped around her from behind and settled beneath her abundant bust. A chin, accompanied by a familiar scent of gunpowder and lavender, settled on her shoulder as two soft somethings and one hard something else pressed into her back.

"Hello there."

White blouse, black slacks, tip toes on men's business shoes, purple hair held back.

Washington

"Senator Drossa!" Washington exclaimed, "I've been expecting you!"

She pressed her butt against the other woman's bulge and leaned into her soft flesh. "You've had quite a day, I hear."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 25, 2020, 03:26:02 AM

Lily

"Oh my..." She firmly grasped the offered with her own smaller one and got out of the car. "Isn't your sister both bigger and stronger? Or is this one of those false exaggerated adverts your district is so distinguished for having hmm?"

She blinked and examined the silver haired woman closer... "How can I be sure you're not smaller than me underneath that jacket?" Behind her, her tail stiffened and rose up in anticipation as she awaited the answer eagerly. Hopefully this type of direct provocation might crack that mask her silver haired target had adorned. She soooo wanted to get closer and get to know her target better.

"I've heard Washington is really dependable maybe I should go and negotiate with her instead..."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on July 25, 2020, 02:06:35 PM

Serra

"So I have." She didn't push any further, didn't let her hands wander or do anything particularly attention drawing, and instead settled in there. "Your other self was quite insistent that we meet despite the trouble."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 25, 2020, 10:36:37 PM

Quote from: Bern on July 25, 2020, 03:26:02 AM

Lily

"Oh my..." She firmly grasped the offered with her own smaller one and got out of the car. "Isn't your sister both bigger and stronger? Or is this one of those false exaggerated adverts your district is so distinguished for having hmm?"

She blinked and examined the silver haired woman closer... "How can I be sure you're not smaller than me underneath that jacket?" Behind her, her tail stiffened and rose up in anticipation as she awaited the answer eagerly. Hopefully this type of direct provocation might crack that mask her silver haired target had adorned. She soooo wanted to get closer and get to know her target better.

"I've heard Washington is really dependable maybe I should go and negotiate with her instead..."

Enterprise

Tsk. She knew that Lily was baiting her into showing herself off with these comments about her sister being larger and more dependable, but, fuck it. She'd been planning on something like this anyhow. "Size isn't everything." She muttered, "And I'm certainly stronger. Unless she ambushed me, I'd win any direct clash." The worst part was that Lily was right. Her sister quite simply had a much nicer bust than she'd been blessed with.

It pissed her off.

She lead Lily through the gates, which whirred shut behind them automatically. Dozens of electronic eyes followed them around from covert positions, tracking their every movement. As soon as the doors latched behind her, she shrugged out of the coat and held it out. A robotic attendant rolled towards them from the bushes to collect it. While she was leaner, she had an athletic physique with bountiful assets in her own rite. Her slender legs were betrayed by the large butt which was contained by a pair of panty hose.

"Now, your turn."

She reached out and grabbed Lily's jacket, intending to strip it off of her so she could get a better look at the succubus for herself.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 26, 2020, 03:09:44 PM

Quote from: Aiden on July 25, 2020, 02:06:35 PM

Serra

"So I have." She didn't push any further, didn't let her hands wander or do anything particularly attention drawing, and instead settled in there. "Your other self was quite insistent that we meet despite the trouble."

Washington

"You've been ignoring me! Doing your super secret politicing or whatever you get up to when you ghost me for a few days!"

She began to grind against Serra's heat. "I've been lonely."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 26, 2020, 08:27:00 PM

William

"It is... but do you truly wish to share such important knowledge to the masses?.... This place has more ears than you could care to count, and more than a few who wouldn't hesitate to exploit it." He took a step back as he got a bit more serious, all the pretenses of playing around was gone now. "I would have thought you would have recognized role play when you saw it, or do you not want to be treated like a slutty princess in bed?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on July 26, 2020, 09:17:35 PM

Quote from: SINIB on July 26, 2020, 03:09:44 PM

Quote from: Aiden on July 25, 2020, 02:06:35 PM
Serra

"So I have." She didn't push any further, didn't let her hands wander or do anything particularly attention drawing, and instead settled in there. "Your other self was quite insistent that we meet despite the trouble."

Washington

"You've been ignoring me! Doing your super secret politicing or whatever you get up to when you ghost me for a few days!"

She began to grind against Serra's heat. "I've been lonely."

Serra Drosa

"Stop that." Serra held Washington firm there, and kept her voice equally as firm. "You know if I could be in more than one place at a time I'd have at least one of me with you always."

Then she began to pull the divine avatar towards a table.

"Although how I would get anything productive done with you there to distract me is an ongoing conundrum..."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 27, 2020, 09:14:52 PM

Quote from: Aiden on July 26, 2020, 09:17:35 PM

Quote from: SINIB on July 26, 2020, 03:09:44 PM
Quote from: Aiden on July 25, 2020, 02:06:35 PM
Serra

"So I have." She didn't push any further, didn't let her hands wander or do anything particularly attention drawing, and instead settled in there. "Your other self was quite insistent that we meet despite the trouble."

Washington

"You've been ignoring me! Doing your super secret politicing or whatever you get up to when you ghost me for a few days!"

She began to grind against Serra's heat. "I've been lonely."

Serra Drosa

"Stop that." Serra held Washington firm there, and kept her voice equally as firm. "You know if I could be in more than one place at a time I'd have at least one of me with you always."

Then she began to pull the divine avatar towards a table.

"Although how I would get anything productive done with you there to distract me is an ongoing conundrum..."

Washington

"Hey hey hey hey, what is that supposed to mean!" She complained. "Me, distracting you? Really? What we do is far too much fun to be a distraction, isn't it?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 27, 2020, 11:45:01 PM

Quote from: Bern on July 26, 2020, 08:27:00 PM

William

"It is... but do you truly wish to share such important knowledge to the masses?.... This place has more ears than you could care to count, and more than a few who wouldn't hesitate to exploit it." He took a step back as he got a bit more serious, all the pretenses of playing around was gone now. "I would have thought you would have recognized role play when you saw it, or do you not want to be treated like a slutty princess in bed?"

Eruraviel

The tips of her ears trembled, and she unconsiously licked her lips, but she shook her head after a moment. I don't mind it. If that's what you like. She replied. But I would prefer it if you would refrain from treating me as such in conversation.

Before she could respond further, her ears spun around to face the sound of sirens which she heard in the distance. "Plus, I think you've already attracted more attention than myself with that display of yours." She replied with a calm smirk.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 28, 2020, 09:34:29 PM

Lily

"That eager to see me? Then by all means you can have it!" Lily shrugged of her her jacket and tossed it in Enty's face, then she spun around happily so the other girl could see all of her. The tail was now freely swishing behind her. And with a single step she'd closed the distance between them, making it all the more clear just how much bigger the silver haired girl was, both in height and in the chest.

"Here you have a royal succubus prancing around for free in your apartment. Do you have any idea how expensive I am usually? With that mind, are you sure you don't want to.... play a little with me first?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 28, 2020, 11:12:21 PM

William

Her reaction showed that he was on the right track even if her pride didn't allow her to admit it openly, even so he pulled her into a tight hug and trapped her against her chest.

And then he whispered into her ear while his hot breath tickled it, he'd seen how sensitive they were and nothing bad could come out of teasing her some more. "As if seeing that didn't turn you on, I can see how much you're trembling... Maybe if you're a good girl and facilitate a way out to a more private area I can show you the real stuff."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 28, 2020, 11:18:38 PM

Quote from: Bern on July 28, 2020, 09:34:29 PM

Lily

"That eager to see me? Then by all means you can have it!" Lily shrugged of her her jacket and tossed it in Enty's face, then she spun around happily so the other girl could see all of her. The tail was now freely swishing behind her. And with a single step she'd closed the distance between them, making it all the more clear just how much bigger the silver haired girl was, both in height and in the chest.

"Here you have a royal succubus prancing around for free in your apartment. Do you have any idea how expensive I am usually? With that mind, are you sure you don't want to.... play a little with me first?"

Enterprise

"Hoooo?" Enterprise's tone had shifted and her posture relaxed now that she'd arrived at her home, free from the endlessness of public scrutiny. She tossed the jacked to the side to be picked up by her servant robots later. Now, there were more important things to attend to.

"I was just thinking the same thing. Why don't we play a game, Lily? See who's really stronger-you're not just a pretty girl, I can tell from the way you carry yourself."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 28, 2020, 11:23:56 PM

Quote from: Bern on July 28, 2020, 11:12:21 PM

William

Her reaction showed that he was on the right track even if her pride didn't allow her to admit it openly, even so he pulled her into a tight hug and trapped her against her chest.

And then he whispered into her ear while his hot breath tickled it, he'd seen how sensitive they were and nothing bad could come out of teasing her some more. "As if seeing that didn't turn you on, I can see how much you're trembling... Maybe if you're a good girl and facilitate a way out to a more private area I can show you the real stuff."

Eruraviel

She pressed her face up against his hard, exotic chest and took a deep breath. In this moment, she felt rather naughty. Naughty for being attracted to humans, and naughty for enjoying the idea of this human male taking the lead with her. She pressed herself up against him, and he could feel her shaft pressing against his leg.

She reached down and grabbed his hands, looking up into his violet eyes. "I think-that would be nice..."

And then, with a whispered word, the two winked out of existance as the police began to arrive.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on July 28, 2020, 11:49:21 PM

Quote from: SINIB on July 27, 2020, 09:14:52 PM

Washington

"Hey hey hey hey, what is that supposed to mean!" She complained. "Me, distracting you? Really? What we do is far too much fun to be a distraction, isn't it?"

Serra Drosa

"Do you not understand the definition of a distraction, perhaps?" Serra pulled Washington into a nearby booth table then, ignoring her petulant flailing all the way there. "It would be far too simple to ignore if I found it unpleasant."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 29, 2020, 03:49:50 AM

Lily

Blink.

The redhead withdrew as confusion spread across her face. The reply was unusual seeing as they had come to this place it wasn't one she had anticipated at all.

"What do you mean strongest between us? I'm not that impressive see, I wasn't even picked for the tournament, you know that tournament. I'm clearly not that good, they probably think I'm weaker than my slutty sister hmpffff..."

Now this was turning into a real sour grape, while at first it had started as an act, the more she thought about it, the more it irritated that she hadn't even been invited to fight. Did Liz really think she was that much of a joke?

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 29, 2020, 03:54:01 AM

Quote from: Bern on July 29, 2020, 03:49:50 AM

Lily

Blink.

The redhead withdrew as confusion spread across her face. The reply was unusual seeing as they had come to this place it wasn't one she had anticipated at all.

"What do you mean strongest between us? I'm not that impressive see, I wasn't even picked for the tournament, you know that tournament. I'm clearly not that good, they probably think I'm weaker than my slutty sister hmpffff..."

Now this was turning into a real sour grape, while at first it had started as an act, the more she thought about it, the more it irritated that she hadn't even been invited to fight. Did Liz really think she was that much of a joke?

Enterprise

"No no no, you can't fool me." Enterprise shook her head. "I know better than that. My sources tell me she doesn't even care about that sort of thing. No, you're the real deal."

Her silver eyes shimmered at Lily. "If I win, I want you to put on a maid outfit for me."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 29, 2020, 04:07:26 AM

Lily

Lily snorted at the so called punishment if she lost whatever this competition was. She shook her head and fired back her own proposal. "I'd wear that if you just asked nicely, nah here's a better one..... How about we have a pic taken of us both wearing matching maid outfits and then you post it on your twitter feed."

She moved closer again with an almost predatory smirk beginning to sink in. "I think your followers would appreciate that greatly and it fit my goals. Besides you need to make your image cuter. After all, cuteness is justice and that's what you claim to represent isn't it?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 29, 2020, 04:11:06 AM

Quote from: Bern on July 29, 2020, 04:07:26 AM

Lily

Lily snorted at the so called punishment if she lost whatever this competition was. She shook her head and fired back her own proposal. "I'd wear that if you just asked nicely, nah here's a better one..... How about we have a pic taken of us both wearing matching maid outfits and then you post it on your twitter feed."

She moved closer again with an almost predatory smirk beginning to sink in. "I think your followers would appreciate that greatly and it fit my goals. Besides you need to make your image cuter. After all, cuteness is justice and that's what you claim to represent isn't it?"

Enterprise

"Sure. We can do that. If you can beat me, Lily." She stuck out her tongue like a total brat, completely different from the public personal which she put on. "Now..."

Enterprise grabbed Lily's arm and pulled her inside her house. "Let's wrestle. You need to release some tension too, don't you?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 29, 2020, 04:22:54 AM

Lily

"Then what are we waiting for? I'm getting really fired up now, You're gonna look totally cute as a maid Enty!" Lily grinned back even as she was pulled along by the taller girl.

Lily could have resisted if she wanted to, it was firm but not firm enough, however that would give her real power away and she wouldn't do that to someone right before a challenge, so she let herself be dragged in.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 29, 2020, 04:26:55 AM

Quote from: Bern on July 29, 2020, 04:22:54 AM

Lily

"Then what are we waiting for? I'm getting really fired up now, You're gonna look totally cute as a maid Enty!" Lily grinned back even as she was pulled along by the taller girl.

Lily could have resisted if she wanted to, it was firm but not firm enough, however that would give her real power away and she wouldn't do that to someone right before a challenge, so she let herself be dragged in.

Enterprise

Enterprise dragged Lily into her home gym and began to unroll a wrestling mat which had been neatly pressed up against the wall. "Ufu, I hope you can cook, Lily. I'm gonna work you suuuper hard."

After she unrolled the matt, she immediately unbuttoned her blose and tossed it to the side, kicking off her shoes in the process. She cupped her large breasts in her palms and outlined her curves before flicking her bangs out of her face. "Ready?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 29, 2020, 04:35:31 AM

Lily

Lily stepped onto the wrestling with an uncertain step, she didn't look entirely comfortable standing there, but mostly she looked dozed off like she wasn't entirely there. Maybe she was already fantasizing about how the silver haired girl would look in that outfit?

"Definitely an outfit with a lot of cleavage and maybe something to hang down between them to really draw attention to it, and of course that cap gotta remain. Can't have people not recognizing you..." Yeah she was even talking to herself....

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 29, 2020, 04:38:06 AM

Enterprise

Enterprise's smug standoffishness morphed into an annoyed scowl. This girl-did she really think she could win? She looked strong, sure, but nothing compared to herself. How many battles could she have fought in defending her country, how hard could a little child of the Demon Lord's really be to defeat?

She cracked her knuckles and stepped onto the mat. "I'm going to have fun breaking you."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 29, 2020, 04:43:17 AM

Lily

"Yaaaaaaawn...."

She actually yawned, the redhead didn't look the eladt bit fresh and ready, on the contrary she looked about ready to go to sleep there and then. How would she even hope to face Enterprise like this?

"Hey Enty, your boobs are gonna start sagging if you take any longer~" She didn't even take a stance as she addressed her opponent. Her hand were lazily by her side and her center of gravity was all fucked, a soft push would topple her.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 29, 2020, 04:46:31 AM

Enterprise

The silver-haired goddess clicked her tongue and suddenly rushed down at Lily. There was a certain poise and technique to her movements, but it was hardly coordinated well. She was too annoyed and didn't feel as if she'd need to use her full strength to defeat the much smaller woman.

As soon as she neared Lily, she swiped at her legs with her full speed, intending to knock Lily down in one move.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 29, 2020, 05:02:33 AM

Lily

And then just before Enty reached her, the small redhead fell forward first face into the ground.....

Or so it seemed, except the girl had stopped perfectly midway through her fall without moving any of her legs, and just as it happened her hand went up to catch the incoming leg that was now at the perfect to grab. Her grip was merciless, like a bulldozer crushing everything beneath but even so...

Her posture remained perpetually bored.

"You should give up Enty, I don't want to hurt you too much before I dress you up. that would be unfortunate."

Her voice wasn't taunting her, there was no malice in it. It was like she was just stating something that completely true without any hint of emotion to it.

Then her arm moved up and dragged Enty's leg with it in order to break the silver haired girl's balance and make her fall over.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 30, 2020, 04:07:43 AM

Enterprise

To her credit, Enterprise didn't lose her balance even as she stood on one leg, trying to pull away from Lily's vicegrip. She tugged with all her strength, but she had to admit it. She'd been looking down on Lily, and she was paying the price for it.

It was obvious with just this one exchange. Lily was a true master. She was completely outclassed. And whatever came next would be her just punishment for being an impetuous fool.

She fell down to the ground on her butt, completely defeated. "Yeah... I shouldn't have underestimated you, Lily."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 30, 2020, 04:38:28 AM

Lily

Lily didn't stop though even as Enty fell on her butt, instead she kept pushing her leg back. Lily followed the fall and made sure to land on top her of her and snatched the other leg, then with monstrous strength that completely defied her build, she pushed her legs up until both feet were behind the silver haired girl's head.

"It's not over until you admit defeat and agree to your punishment Enty~ The longer you take, the slutttier I will make it, mayen that will even be enough to change your public image hehe~"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 30, 2020, 04:41:52 AM

Enterprise

The silver devil, pride of Columbia and highest administrator of justice averted her gaze and blushed. She squirmed in Lily's grib a bit, but knew it was fruitless.

"Fine. I lost, you happy? I can't wear anything that would bring shame to the goddess.

A lie. Washington trapized around slutting it up with her so-called boyfriend regularly. It was her image she was worried about.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 30, 2020, 04:50:29 AM

Lily

"Heh...."

She could read her like an open book, she wasn't worried about it about it being embarrassing, it was her public image she was worried, and that just made it so much easier to exploit.

"And nothing's more in fashion than cute cosplay so dressing up as a maid is both classy and will make you more popular pus...." And here it came the killer move.

"...It would kill the belief you wear baggy clothes to hide you being 'flat'."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 30, 2020, 05:03:29 AM

Enterprise

Enterprise scoffed. "Nobody really thinks I'm flat, Lily. Just that I'm smaller than Wash, that's all!"

She looked back and forth and wiggled her toes in impotent annoyance. "Sooo... are you gonna let me up!?! You're putting on a maid outfit too, you know!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 30, 2020, 05:33:34 AM

Lily

The redhead finally let up on the pressure and stood up slowly. "Heh... like I said not bother for me, I had to prance around and serve costumers in a bunnysuit so that's no biggie."

"If anything a maid outfit is less revealing than what I usually wear these days hehe.... Are you trying to embarrass a succubus, You know I get off on people lusting after me right?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 30, 2020, 05:26:57 PM

Quote from: Bern on July 30, 2020, 05:33:34 AM

Lily

The redhead finally let up on the pressure and stood up slowly. "Heh... like I said not bother for me, I had to prance around and serve costumers in a bunnysuit so that's no biggie."

"If anything a maid outfit is less revealing than what I usually wear these days hehe.... Are you trying to embarrass a succubus, You know I get off on people lusting after me right?"

Enterprise

This wasn't right! It was supposed to be her pinning people down, not the other way around! "H-hold on!" Enterprise complained. "That was just round one, you haven't won yet!" She hopped back up on her feet and pointed at Lily. "I want a rematch! If I win, you'll have to serve me in whatever way I see fit. Lily."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 30, 2020, 09:01:21 PM

Quote from: Aiden on July 28, 2020, 11:49:21 PM

Quote from: SINIB on July 27, 2020, 09:14:52 PM
Washington

"Hey hey hey hey, what is that supposed to mean!" She complained. "Me, distracting you? Really? What we do is far too much fun to be a distraction, isn't it?"

Serra Drosa

"Do you not understand the definition of a distraction, perhaps?" Serra pulled Washington into a nearby booth table then, ignoring her petulant flailing all the way there. "It would be far too simple to ignore if I found it unpleasant."

Washington

Washington obidently followed for a bit before tugging Serra into the booth with her. She pressed right up against her and pulled her into a hug. "Yes, but it implies I'm not useful in other ways."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 31, 2020, 06:31:59 PM

Thorra

Thorra flew them to the district after thirty or fourty minutes, not knowing which direction this district actually was. She flew around until she found the telltale signs of high-tech civilization like she'd read about the night before.

"We're here!" She exclaimed merrily.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on July 31, 2020, 07:13:51 PM

Entheo/Custard

Hearing those words, the cat leapt out of Forest's arms, landing perfectly on all fours. The creature grew and morphed from a cat to a man until the small little kitty was just a man on his hands and knees. Thankfully this transformation didn't take away any of his clothes or anything. They regenerated when he gained control over his body again.

"Ok so look I don't have a ton of money. One food item and one drink," he said, walking up to the front door. "Maybe a combo if you really need it."

Then he paused and looked at the body they were sharing. He took off his jacket, revealing his black sleeveless shirt and toned arms. The jacket fluttered as it was gently placed on Thorra's back. "I'm not exactly sure what to do about your pants but.... at least looks like you tried to cover up. I don't really feel like dealing with a scene right now."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on August 01, 2020, 05:49:22 AM

Quote from: SINIB on July 30, 2020, 09:01:21 PM

Washington

Washington obidently followed for a bit before tugging Serra into the booth with her. She pressed right up against her and pulled her into a hug. "Yes, but it implies I'm not useful in other ways."

Serra Drosa

She was a tad tense in Washington's arms, but the blonde knew from experience that was just what happened when she did anything like that with Serra in public. The real difference was how she wasn't relaxing as much, despite putting an arm around the divine avatar's waist, in the moments after. "You are - unless you need to be subtle."

Serra gave Washington a Look. "Remember that time we were going to have a nice private picnic, and you drew a crowd to us?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on August 02, 2020, 04:41:27 AM

Forest

"Lord and Lady, what is this place?" Forest asked as she looked around a place that wouldn't be out of place on an episode of Star Trek.

She send to Thorra, Do you want to eat? I don't need to eat normal food, but do you need nourishment?

She kept looking around though, her eyes wide as she took in the futuristic scene before her.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 02, 2020, 04:48:57 AM

Thorra

Thorra refrained from speaking directly to Entheo, preferring to communicate with her current mistress instead. When she acted as a weapon, she found it perferable to let them control their own bodies unless a real need arose. No. I don't, not really. My body's made of electricity and plasma, after all. It gets hungry, but I don't really need the food. It just gets a bit uncomfortable.

Thorra paused. Hey, you could use my body to try out solid food, if you want. I'll digest it just fine.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on August 02, 2020, 04:49:03 AM

Entheo

Entheo shrugged, casually glancing at her with lowered blue eyes before gazing back at the restaurant. "I don't know. I heard there was pizza here and you brought us here. Besides, its a good place to talk, get to know each other a tad more. We have a lot to talk about, so I wanted to go to a place that wouldn't throw checks at us when we are done with the food."

The young man opened the door. "Ladies first."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on August 02, 2020, 04:52:38 AM

Forest

Forest grinned inwardly to Thorra and sent, Oh, I can eat solid foods just fine. It doesn't do anything other than taste. I actually eat more fruit than I drink blood, even though it doesn't do anything. I can get sustenance from semen too in a pinch.

To Entho she said, "Well, Thorra piloted. I've only been in two districts since I've been here. The Vampire One and the Sexy One, but getting to talk and know each other should be interesting."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 02, 2020, 04:55:04 AM

Thorra

hu-hu-huh? Semen? As in, dicks?

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on August 02, 2020, 05:02:56 AM

Entheo

"Quit yapping you two and go through the door," he said, glaring at them. It was more impatient than angry. "I am holding the door open for you two you know. You guys can chat while I am getting pizza or something."

Is that how we look?

Thats how you look. Most people can't see me.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on August 02, 2020, 05:07:15 AM

Forest

Aye! As in ejaculate. Spunk. Jizz. Semen that comes from hard, hot cocks, Forest answered at Thorra's cute little reaction.

She walked into the door and met Entheo's eyes with a devious little grin. "I'm sorry, we were talking about semen. Thank you for holding the door open."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 02, 2020, 08:16:03 PM

Quote from: Aiden on August 01, 2020, 05:49:22 AM

Quote from: SINIB on July 30, 2020, 09:01:21 PM
Washington

Washington obidently followed for a bit before tugging Serra into the booth with her. She pressed right up against her and pulled her into a hug. "Yes, but it implies I'm not useful in other ways."

Serra Drosa

She was a tad tense in Washington's arms, but the blonde knew from experience that was just what happened when she did anything like that with Serra in public. The real difference was how she wasn't relaxing as much, despite putting an arm around the divine avatar's waist, in the moments after. "You are - unless you need to be subtle."

Serra gave Washington a Look. "Remember that time we were going to have a nice private picnic, and you drew a crowd to us?"

Washington

Washington blushed. "Hey hey hey, that wasn't my fault, and you know it! I have more reporters chasing after me than I know what to do with!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on August 02, 2020, 08:18:03 PM

Serra Drosa

"And that is why I sometimes have to work without you." Serra reached up to pat the demigoddess atop her head, smiling faintly at the look on her face. "Although this morning I really would have preferred to have you with me."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 03, 2020, 01:49:10 AM

Quote from: Elf on August 02, 2020, 05:07:15 AM

Forest

Aye! As in ejaculate. Spunk. Jizz. Semen that comes from hard, hot cocks, Forest answered at Thorra's cute little reaction.

She walked into the door and met Entheo's eyes with a devious little grin. "I'm sorry, we were talking about semen. Thank you for holding the door open."

Thorra

Whoa... Thorra seemed a bit taken aback and quieted down, settling in to rest against Forest.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on August 03, 2020, 03:12:46 AM

Entheo

As Entheo's blue eyes met Forest's indigo ones, the young man chuckled. "Semen huh? I guess girls really are just as horny as guys. Wait it isn't my semen is it, cause I mean I don't mind getting into it but we haven't even started the first date...."

Entheo followed behind Forest, taking a moment to appreciate the simple erotic appeal of a woman strutting through a pizza joint in skimpy clothing. Not taking too much time, he walked ahead of her, sitting down and stretching out in the seat opposite to where he assumed she would sit. "From what I understand all you have to do is go grab a pizza from the front, but before that lets get the record straight. What are you two? I mean that girl is way too powerful to be a ghost and it feels divine in nature, yet she said shes not a god. And you... your a telepath. Is that why you are able to host her spirit?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on August 04, 2020, 02:19:29 AM

Lily

"Oh wow someone's a salty loser, but sure I'm up for it!"

The redhead lazily got back into position, in the same overly relaxed style as before. "You know it's just going to be the same right?" She took a few steps and begun circling her silver haired opponent. Her long tail was swishing back and forth behind her now, giving away her true feelings of excitement about a rematch against a more serious opponent.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on August 04, 2020, 03:09:20 AM

Forest

I'm sorry, I had to tease. Now I understand the compulsion my godson has with me to do the same, Forest sent to Thorra.

"It's more of a feeding thing honestly. Blood is best, but I can make do with semen in a pinch," Forest said with a shrug. She patted the hammer and said, "Thorra is a divine construct is the best way I can describe it. And I'm able to host her because I was . . . worthy?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 04, 2020, 04:13:48 AM

Quote from: Aiden on August 02, 2020, 08:18:03 PM

Serra Drosa

"And that is why I sometimes have to work without you." Serra reached up to pat the demigoddess atop her head, smiling faintly at the look on her face. "Although this morning I really would have preferred to have you with me."

Washington

She turned her head and pecked her on the cheek. "Well, tell me what happened. This sounds like something you'll need to brief me on anyway."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 05, 2020, 05:59:09 PM

Quote from: Elf on August 04, 2020, 03:09:20 AM

Forest

I'm sorry, I had to tease. Now I understand the compulsion my godson has with me to do the same, Forest sent to Thorra.

"It's more of a feeding thing honestly. Blood is best, but I can make do with semen in a pinch," Forest said with a shrug. She patted the hammer and said, "Thorra is a divine construct is the best way I can describe it. And I'm able to host her because I was . . . worthy?"

Thorra

"You are worthy of being my weilder, yes." She replied, affirming Forest's statement. "I only let people whom I support use me."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on August 05, 2020, 06:45:32 PM

Entheo

Entheo sighed before getting up and walking away. He came back a few moments later holding a plate of pizza in his palm. Cheese, pepperoni, pineapple and what looked like a meat lovers was all in the circle. It had been cut into triangles so anyone could grab a slice at anytime.

"Sorry," he said, placing the plate on the table. He glanced at Thorra with a frown, his entire posture slumped. "Thorra. I didn't realize you were a divine construct like me. I just assumed you were a god with how you were acting."

Those blue eyes of his shimmered as he stared at the construct. "You called yourself a tool. Why did you use that word?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on August 06, 2020, 12:05:13 AM

Quote from: SINIB on August 04, 2020, 04:13:48 AM

Washington

She turned her head and pecked her on the cheek. "Well, tell me what happened. This sounds like something you'll need to brief me on anyway."

Serra Drosa

A flush of warmth appeared on her cheeks at that. Serra sat up just a little straighter, and her eyes instinctively turned aside to take in any potential onlookers. She had chosen a booth where nobody could approach or observe them from behind, so it was simple. "I'm sure you already heard about the attacks this morning. I've been spending all day coordinating on the matter - and gathering support for our inevitable retaliation."

That was just like the young senator, of course - pushing as though her measures were a certainty until enough people believed so too.

Subtly, she leaned into Washington some more. "They interrupted my very nice helicopter ride."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 06, 2020, 05:03:27 AM

Quote from: Bern on August 04, 2020, 02:19:29 AM

Lily

"Oh wow someone's a salty loser, but sure I'm up for it!"

The redhead lazily got back into position, in the same overly relaxed style as before. "You know it's just going to be the same right?" She took a few steps and begun circling her silver haired opponent. Her long tail was swishing back and forth behind her now, giving away her true feelings of excitement about a rematch against a more serious opponent.

Enterprise

"Heh. I underestimated you. It won't happen again." Enterprise smirked. "And if you keep acting all cocky, I'll make sure to spank your cute succubus ass and teach you a lesson or two myself."

She returned to her original position a few feet away from Lily. "Anything goes, right?"

And then, before she'd even finished speaking, her hand snaked out and grabbed for Lily's tail once again, reaching out to give it a powerful yank with all her might!

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on August 06, 2020, 09:29:12 PM

Lily

"Hahah as if-iyaaahhh!"

The redhead stumbled as her trembling knees bent and she just barely caught herself on the floor with her hands before falling face first. Her whole body was shivering though, like leaves in a storm.

"HEY THAT'S CHEATING... CHEAAAATING!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on August 07, 2020, 03:17:09 AM

Forest

"Because she's a hammer. What's a hammer in most people's hands? A tool," Forest said as she eyed the pizza.

She could smell the garlic in the slices and it made her stomach clench slightly.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 07, 2020, 03:25:56 AM

Thorra

"Because I'm a hammer." She replied almost at the same time as Forest did. "I like fighting, hitting things, and being used to good effect. When I'm letting someone use me, I'm a tool."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 07, 2020, 03:43:28 AM

Quote from: Bern on August 06, 2020, 09:29:12 PM

Lily

"Hahah as if-iyaaahhh!"

The redhead stumbled as her trembling knees bent and she just barely caught herself on the floor with her hands before falling face first. Her whole body was shivering though, like leaves in a storm.

"HEY THAT'S CHEATING... CHEAAAATING!"

Enterprise

A foot came down upon her back and pinned her against the matt for good measure. "Anything goes means nothing's cheating!" She exclaimed. "If you have such an obvious weak point, it should be common sense to defend it!"

Enterprise crouched down on top of Lily and felt her blood boiling a bit from the arousal of the situation. "Let's see, what shall I have you do?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on August 07, 2020, 04:03:26 AM

Entheo

Entheo sighed. It was in this moment that he realized that perhaps he was projecting his own experiences on her a bit too much. He stared into the ghostly figure's eyes, looking past Forest herself. "Really? You live only to fight and be used? Do you really find that alone fulfilling? Do you not want to find love, friends, maybe something outside of your family? Do you really just want to fight?"

Geeze no wonder she wanted to throw down with me for Chris Hemsworth.

Who?

Oh right, we aren't sharing memories anymore. Don't worry about it.

Entheo leaned in, grabbing a pizza slice by the crust before letting it fall. They weren't going for the pizza! Forest did say she didn't need any food and a living weapon probably didn't need one either, especially when she didn't have a human body. "Like, if you could picture an ideal future, what would it be?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 08, 2020, 10:59:06 PM

Quote from: Aiden on August 06, 2020, 12:05:13 AM

Quote from: SINIB on August 04, 2020, 04:13:48 AM
Washington

She turned her head and pecked her on the cheek. "Well, tell me what happened. This sounds like something you'll need to brief me on anyway."

Serra Drosa

A flush of warmth appeared on her cheeks at that. Serra sat up just a little straighter, and her eyes instinctively turned aside to take in any potential onlookers. She had chosen a booth where nobody could approach or observe them from behind, so it was simple. "I'm sure you already heard about the attacks this morning. I've been spending all day coordinating on the matter - and gathering support for our inevitable retaliation."

That was just like the young senator, of course - pushing as though her measures were a certainty until enough people believed so too.

Subtly, she leaned into Washington some more. "They interrupted my very nice helicopter ride."

Washington

"Hohoho, and you're sure you had no part in planning the attacks?" She asked with a raised eyebrow. "How many people were hurt?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on August 08, 2020, 11:02:36 PM

Serra

"Why would you think such a thing of me? What would possibly make you think that?!"" Serra blushed harder now, her face twisted into an expression of great and terrible offense, and she pulled back with practically a huff at that. "And so you know, we were quite fortunate that nobody died. The hospitalizations and property damage are more than terrible enough."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 10, 2020, 01:10:35 AM

Quote from: Aiden on August 08, 2020, 11:02:36 PM

Serra

"Why would you think such a thing of me? What would possibly make you think that?!"" Serra blushed harder now, her face twisted into an expression of great and terrible offense, and she pulled back with practically a huff at that. "And so you know, we were quite fortunate that nobody died. The hospitalizations and property damage are more than terrible enough."

Washington

"Hmm." She replied. "That's good."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 10, 2020, 03:05:47 AM

Quote from: yinsukin on August 07, 2020, 04:03:26 AM

Entheo

Entheo sighed. It was in this moment that he realized that perhaps he was projecting his own experiences on her a bit too much. He stared into the ghostly figure's eyes, looking past Forest herself. "Really? You live only to fight and be used? Do you really find that alone fulfilling? Do you not want to find love, friends, maybe something outside of your family? Do you really just want to fight?"

Geeze no wonder she wanted to throw down with me for Chris Hemsworth.

Who?

Oh right, we aren't sharing memories anymore. Don't worry about it.

Entheo leaned in, grabbing a pizza slice by the crust before letting it fall. They weren't going for the pizza! Forest did say she didn't need any food and a living weapon probably didn't need one either, especially when she didn't have a human body. "Like, if you could picture an ideal future, what would it be?"

Thorra

The hammer picked up a slice of pizza using Forest's body and sniffed at it. "Do you mind?" She asked cautiously over their mental link, unsure of whether a vampiress like Forest would have an aversion to solid food. "That's stupid. The way you're differentiating between being a tool and living a fulfilling life with friends, family, and whatever else. Usually, I wield myself. I'm my own hammer, and anyone else who uses me can only do it with my permission."

Her bolt-shaped eyes stared at Entheo. "My ideal future is fighting alongside my father, Thor. And dying alongside him at the end of all things."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on August 10, 2020, 03:09:32 AM

Forest

I'm just a tad worried about the garlic. However, it may not hurt me now, so we can try it . . . Forest sent back to Thorra.

She steeled herself for any potential burning that would come from the garlic that had to be in the pizza.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on August 10, 2020, 01:16:50 PM

Quote from: SINIB on August 10, 2020, 01:10:35 AM

Washington

"Hmm." She replied. "That's good."

Serra

"Of course it is." Visibly collecting herself together again after that scurrilous accusation Washington sent her way, Serra moved on to placing an order using the little kiosk device on the table. "What were you doing when it all happened, anyway?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 10, 2020, 10:04:40 PM

Quote from: Aiden on August 10, 2020, 01:16:50 PM

Quote from: SINIB on August 10, 2020, 01:10:35 AM
Washington

"Hmm." She replied. "That's good."

Serra

"Of course it is." Visibly collecting herself together again after that scurrilous accusation Washington sent her way, Serra moved on to placing an order using the little kiosk device on the table. "What were you doing when it all happened, anyway?"

Washington

"Me?" The blond rubbed her legs together and looked away. "I was at the coast, inspecting the fleet."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on August 11, 2020, 12:01:52 AM

Entheo

Entheo's cool eyes softened in their intensity. Then he laughed and said, "maybe. We all decide what makes us happy. Thats just some of the things that make most people happy."

He paused for a moment, looking at Forest. "Well thats not your daddy Thor," he said, a thumb casually pointing towards Forest's body. He was still looking right at her ghostly figure. At the moment, his gaze was not focused on her. "Can you say your happy now? Assuming Thor does not exist in this realm, do you worry you won't ever be able to be happy?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 11, 2020, 12:06:21 AM

Quote from: yinsukin on August 11, 2020, 12:01:52 AM

Entheo

Entheo's cool eyes softened in their intensity. Then he laughed and said, "maybe. We all decide what makes us happy. Thats just some of the things that make most people happy."

He paused for a moment, looking at Forest. "Well thats not your daddy Thor," he said, a thumb casually pointing towards Forest's body. He was still looking right at her ghostly figure. At the moment, his gaze was not focused on her. "Can you say your happy now? Assuming Thor does not exist in this realm, do you worry you won't ever be able to be happy?"

Thorra

"If he needs me, he'll find me. And I'm happy without him too. Living is meaningful in and of itself."

The blond took a bite of the pizza, chewing it slowly and staring unblinkingly at Entheo. "What about you?" She asked after swallowing.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on August 11, 2020, 11:05:36 PM

Entheo

Entheo merely smiled, closing his eyes as if to recount something special. "When a man creeps close to death, something special happens. In the moment just before death grips them, their emotions, their memories, their very will to live rises. In that moment, a person can often see who they really are. Thats what I like to think at least. When death comes and you look back at your life, will you be happy with what you accomplished? Helping people come to terms with the answer to that question is what gives my life fire."

Entheo paused. "But its not like i'm some death therapist. My job is strictly to help people pass on to the next life and support them in their purgatory life here as ghosts. But when I think back on the things that make me happy, its that part of the job."

"There is also my friends, the spirits that protect and keep me company. The only time i've ever been alone was before my spiritual awareness awakened, and for that I am forever grateful."

Entheo finally let the pizza enter his mouth. "I could go on," he said after swallowing. "But I don't want to talk your ear off. I'm happy your not suicidal and all, but I mean are you really just some monk girl who enjoys breathing and existing?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on August 12, 2020, 02:46:06 AM

Serra

A smirk curled on the senator's lips. "That would explain why you smell like fish and motor oil even more than usual."

But then she gave Washington a nudge in the side.

"Are you going to tell me what's bothering you?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on August 13, 2020, 02:47:22 AM

Forest

The vampire was quiet as she let Thorra drive her body and eat.

There was tomato tang, cheese, and heavy richness on her tongue. It made her stomach cramp at the heaviness of the food Thorra was currently enjoying. However, she could keep the illusion of being alive for the people around her.

Still, all of this talk of happiness was disquieting.

I was happy when I was raising Gabriel, she thought, And I was happy with Aaron . . . for a time.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 15, 2020, 12:07:31 AM

Thorra

Thorra pursed Forest's lips, not just because of the conflict she felt through their emotional link. "I... I'll be happy." She lied. "When I'm destroyed at the end of all things, I'll be happy." She replied again. She could see her end, feel its inexorable pull towards her, and she knew it was inevitable, but would she truly be satisfied?

She didn't know. She knew she didn't want to lose people close to her, and she didn't want other people to have to suffer through that either.

"Of course I'm not just 'some monk girl'." She replied, making air quotes with her free hand. "I have plenty of other things I care about."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on August 15, 2020, 01:53:07 PM

Entheo

Entheo took a bite of pizza, maintaining eye contact as they talked. Maybe it was Slayer's food being so good, but something was off about the taste of the pizza. The cheese slice he took had this rich organic flavor, a blend of multiple different cheese types. A savory bread was used as the base, giving the whole pizza a fluffy texture. Swallowing the pizza, his eyes lowered.

"Jeeze. You know if your really already happy with life, I could send you to the otherside myself. Your a divine construct so its not like i'd even have to kill you to do it," he said shrugging. "What about you Forest? What does your ideal future look like? Also, whos idea was it to do the whole superhero thing?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on August 16, 2020, 04:50:37 AM

Forest

Forest bit the inside of her cheek at Entheo's questions towards her.

"My ideal future isn't going to happen, so I don't torture myself with thinking needlessly about what I'll never have," she said in a soft voice before looking at Entheo. "I was a victim once. I'm not letting that happen again if I can help it."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 16, 2020, 06:36:25 PM

Enterprise

The white-haired goddess lead Lily up the stairs while grumbling to herself. She wasn’t pleased with how the match had turned out, and on top of the unfortunate events which had happened earlier in the day, it hadn’t put her in the best of moods. She’d just wanted to have some fun playing dress up with a cute little redhead, but now, somehow, the tables had been turned on her!

“What a joke.” She muttered, hoping that Lily wouldn’t make her pose in anything too embarrassing…

They turned the corner and Enterprise opened the door to an immense, spacious room, absolutely stuffed with all sorts of clothing and make-up materials. A small corner even had magical hair-dye materials neatly lined up on a shelf.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 17, 2020, 10:15:31 PM

Thorra

Thorra was about to respond to Entheo, but feeling Forest wish to retake control of her own body, she immediately relinquished the reigns back to her host. Still, through their emotional link, Thorra tried to send a feeling of empathy for Forest, even if she couldn't really grasp what the much older woman was feeling. She was young, she knew she was rash, and she often made mistakes which would come to bite her in the ass later.

Still, she wasn't happy with her place in life. She didn't know why Entheo thought she was, either. She wanted to be worthy of her mother's steel, of her father's love, and her uncle's guidance. It drove her, it was why she'd left asgard in the first place. She needed to do better.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on August 18, 2020, 02:41:12 AM

Entheo

"Jesus, you guys really are such downers," he said with a sigh. "Don't torture yourself with what you don't have? Its alright to dream. You know, you could stand to be more positive. Just because you were a victum once doesn't mean you can stop it from happening again, but that experience doesn't have to decide whether you are happy or not."

Entheo let the pizza rest on the table. It just didn't taste as good at the moment.

"Well whatever. I can't say i'd really call that living, but if you two aren't ready to die, I guess you don't really need my services. Still, I have a feeling you'd enjoy the afterlife a lot more than this one. You won't be a victum, not in a new life, and the hammer can hang with daddy there."

The young man stood up, staring them down with a cold but emotionless glare. There was an emotionless intent to kill there. "Well?" he asked, picking up a knife on the table. "My job is a gate keeper to the afterlife."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on August 18, 2020, 02:49:01 AM

Forest

"I've had a pretty good track record of making sure it doesn't happen again," Forest said in a low voice with a smile that didn't reach her eyes.

She tilted her head and said, "But I'm . . . " She frowned. She wasn't technically undead anymore thanks to Valerie and Taro. She shook her head and said, "Who's to say that Thorra's father is dead? He's probably still kicking around while Thorra works to become stronger, to prove herself to him and Loki."

She gestured to the pizza and said, "Eat up. Fighting me, much less the both of us, is just going to get you a whole lot of trouble."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 18, 2020, 05:06:24 PM

Quote from: Aiden on August 02, 2020, 08:18:03 PM

Serra Drosa

"And that is why I sometimes have to work without you." Serra reached up to pat the demigoddess atop her head, smiling faintly at the look on her face. "Although this morning I really would have preferred to have you with me."

Washington

Washington looked back and forth with a furtive look before her hand suddenly sank inside her boyfriend's skirt, wrapping her hand around the base of powerful dick hidden within.

"Ufu, maybe I should make you my deputy then, so we can do this whenever we wanted to~"

She squeezed down on the shaft while teasing the other woman's balls.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on August 18, 2020, 05:32:48 PM

Serra

It didn't seem entirely unexpected to the young senator, so the most reaction Washington got out of her was a sharp inhaling, a light blush, and a soft smack on the shoulder. "Y-You just can't get enough of me, that's all this suggestion is."

Her balls were starting to swell quickly from that kind of attention. She kept her voice even lower than she normally did in settings like this.

"I do my best work where I, ahh, am now."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on August 19, 2020, 02:11:23 AM

Quote from: SINIB on August 16, 2020, 06:36:25 PM

Enterprise

The white-haired goddess lead Lily up the stairs while grumbling to herself. She wasn’t pleased with how the match had turned out, and on top of the unfortunate events which had happened earlier in the day, it hadn’t put her in the best of moods. She’d just wanted to have some fun playing dress up with a cute little redhead, but now, somehow, the tables had been turned on her!

“What a joke.” She muttered, hoping that Lily wouldn’t make her pose in anything too embarrassing…

They turned the corner and Enterprise opened the door to an immense, spacious room, absolutely stuffed with all sorts of clothing and make-up materials. A small corner even had magical hair-dye materials neatly lined up on a shelf.

Lily

"Shake your hips some more ms. Silver, what's the point of short skirts if you're not even flashing your panties?" The redhead slapped Enty's ass for good messure just hard enough to make it sting, before walking past her "Alright... Now we need to find something sexy that sticks to your boobs and butts. Something that isn't totally slutty but still shows off everything. You lost fair and square so don't even think about squirming your way out of this, besides....."

Lily suddenly smiled innocently, and it was enough to send chills down the spine of the brave. "You'll be enjoying this by the time we're done, I'll make sure or it."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 19, 2020, 06:23:04 PM

Thorra

Thorra frowned. This boy, he was rude, obnoxious, and what he was saying just overall pissed her off. Forest could feel the younger woman's grip tighten on her haft as well as the general sense of agitation Thorra was feeling through their link.

"You know nothing about either of us, Entheo. I spend most of my time in what you call the afterlife, and I'm far happier adventuring on earth or fighting my way through jotunheim than I am at my home in Valhalla. If you want to help people, you should make more of an effort to understand them instead of making these broad judgements about them so casually."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 20, 2020, 03:18:04 AM

Quote from: Aiden on August 18, 2020, 05:32:48 PM

Serra

It didn't seem entirely unexpected to the young senator, so the most reaction Washington got out of her was a sharp inhaling, a light blush, and a soft smack on the shoulder. "Y-You just can't get enough of me, that's all this suggestion is."

Her balls were starting to swell quickly from that kind of attention. She kept her voice even lower than she normally did in settings like this.

"I do my best work where I, ahh, am now."

Washington

"Really now? I think you'd do much better as my secretary, following me into combat and backing me up." She snuck her other hand down inside as well, grabbing both of her testicles in the way she knew the other woman loved it and gave them a firm squeeze. "Did you know that in some cultures, they think lovers fighting along side each other make for the best soldiers?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on August 20, 2020, 03:26:22 AM

Serra

"I am quite a crack shot," she said while allowing Washington the indulgence of a prideful smirk... right up until the goddess started squeezing some more, distracting her from that. "Y-You just want me close so I'd be more available when you're extra in the mood after, nnn, a fight."

Serra gave the goddess another smack to the shoulder.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 20, 2020, 03:31:01 AM

Quote from: Aiden on August 20, 2020, 03:26:22 AM

Serra

"I am quite a crack shot," she said while allowing Washington the indulgence of a prideful smirk... right up until the goddess started squeezing some more, distracting her from that. "Y-You just want me close so I'd be more available when you're extra in the mood after, nnn, a fight."

Serra gave the goddess another smack to the shoulder.

Washington

"You're more than a crack shot, there's something special to you." Washington replied. She rapidly undid the other woman's pants and began pulling them down, using her other hand at the same time to unbutton her own shorts. "And I can't wait any more-I need you inside of me."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on August 20, 2020, 03:33:27 AM

Entheo

Arm raised, butter knife pointed directly at the body of Forest, aimed directly at the pair's hearts. "Its not about whether or not I can win Forest," Entheo said, his eyes still as dead as he was prepared to make them. "I came across two ladies, one cursed to live an eternal life of suffering as a vampire, who claims to have given up on her ideal future. The other is a divine construct, the same as myself who can't answer me with a straight answer, but instead gives me nonsense about Ragnarok, the end of the world. I can't turn my back on souls so tortured. If you don't want to die, then cling to life with all you have."

Entheo's arm reeled back, only to stop at Thorra's words. Light returned to his eyes, his frown changing into something more neutral. The butterknife fell to Entheo's side as he let out a heavy sigh. "Well thats good to hear. But please, next time I ask you a question like that answer it more honestly. I did actually want to go on a proper date. I don't want to make this about work."

Entheo stared at Forest. "So then tell me, if you really can't imagine an ideal future, then why bother fighting back? If I came at you right now, regardless of your strength, you could just let me kill you. Was that your ego talking, fear, or were you not being honest with me either?"

With one eye closed and the other open he continued. "We all carry the simple burden of life. Why bother staying here when I can just pass you both on?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on August 20, 2020, 03:51:53 AM

Quote from: SINIB on August 20, 2020, 03:31:01 AM

Washington

"You're more than a crack shot, there's something special to you." Washington replied. She rapidly undid the other woman's pants and began pulling them down, using her other hand at the same time to unbutton her own shorts. "And I can't wait any more-I need you inside of me."

Serra

The senator's eyes become momentarily very sharply focused, and she shoots her eyes toward the only approach vector toward them in the whole bar. Washington likely wouldn't be paying attention to the rest of them enough once those eyes turned back to her, and her boyfriend was leaning back a bit more in her seat, to notice what happened.

Instead Serra primly shucked her pants more properly down to her ankles, and patted the space on top of her lap. Her voice was very firm. "Then stop waiting and get on."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 20, 2020, 03:48:38 PM

Washington

Washington climbed onto the congresswoman's lap and ran her slit along the length of her cock before suddenly spearing herself with Serra's tremendous length. Her cunt clasped down on it and she reveled in the feeling of being stretched out from the sudden intrusion. She ran a hand along the congresswoman's stomach while gently holding onto her shoulder.

"I love how I never get used to just how big you are..."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 21, 2020, 01:25:10 AM

Quote from: Bern on August 19, 2020, 02:11:23 AM

Quote from: SINIB on August 16, 2020, 06:36:25 PM
Enterprise

The white-haired goddess lead Lily up the stairs while grumbling to herself. She wasn’t pleased with how the match had turned out, and on top of the unfortunate events which had happened earlier in the day, it hadn’t put her in the best of moods. She’d just wanted to have some fun playing dress up with a cute little redhead, but now, somehow, the tables had been turned on her!

“What a joke.” She muttered, hoping that Lily wouldn’t make her pose in anything too embarrassing…

They turned the corner and Enterprise opened the door to an immense, spacious room, absolutely stuffed with all sorts of clothing and make-up materials. A small corner even had magical hair-dye materials neatly lined up on a shelf.

Lily

"Shake your hips some more ms. Silver, what's the point of short skirts if you're not even flashing your panties?" The redhead slapped Enty's ass for good messure just hard enough to make it sting, before walking past her "Alright... Now we need to find something sexy that sticks to your boobs and butts. Something that isn't totally slutty but still shows off everything. You lost fair and square so don't even think about squirming your way out of this, besides....."

Lily suddenly smiled innocently, and it was enough to send chills down the spine of the brave. "You'll be enjoying this by the time we're done, I'll make sure or it."

Enterprise

Enterprise yelped and scampered inside. "Alright, alright." She replied quickly. Enterprise reached behind herself and rubbed her butt, wondering if this was the logic of a succubus? Was this why they were so lewd, being completely willing to bare themselves for the sake of it? Or was there some more deep seated desire hidden within them?

Enterprise's reveriee on the nature of demons came to a quick stop with the shiver that ran right into her core. Her heart skipped a beat and she had to take a deep breath to calm herself down.

"T-thanks. I-I'm sure I will."

She was sure that she'd made a terrible mistake, but she wasn't one to go back on her word!

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on August 21, 2020, 03:44:22 AM

Forest

Forest gritted her teeth as she felt her hands clench and release.

"No I bloody couldn't," she said with a shake of her head. "Sure, part of it's pride. I really don't like losing. Another part is because my death would devastate my godson and his mum."

She sighed and said, "It's not like I don't imagine an ideal future. It's more like I'm not going to get one. Or rather, get what I want."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 21, 2020, 04:53:39 PM

Thorra

Forest's hand moved faster than lightning, and before a second had passed, the knife had been snatched from Entheo's hand and placed back down on the table. He could feel the hammer glaring at him from behind those eyes of thunder.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on August 21, 2020, 05:24:42 PM

Entheo

The light Entheo's cool blue eyes returned and his lips stretched into a smile. Sitting back in his chair, he folded his arms behind his head. "Ah I gotcha," he said, picking up another slice of pizza with his other hand. "The ideal future you want is not the one you will get. Sorry, I thought you two were the types who had given up on what life had to offer. People like that who stay in this world just end up ruining it for everyone else, so its better to be safe than sorry. Still, it feels good to be wrong about this sort of thing."

Entheo bit into the tip of the next one. The pizza type was a meat lovers. That savory flavor danced with the cheese, begging him to take more. However, he swallowed so he could talk. With a sigh and a wistful look out of the window he said, "Its too bad how life never really works out how we want it to. I get living for someone else, but why don't you want to pursue your own ideal future?"

Squeezing his fingers together, he noticed the knife missing. Before he could think about it, he could feel Thorra's eyes stabbing him. Letting out a chuckle, he waved at her, smiling the whole time.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on August 22, 2020, 03:52:38 AM

Forest

"No, if I was going to commit suicide I would have done it a long time ago," Forest said with a shake of her head.

Easy Poppet, he's buying us a meal, no need to electrocute him through the butter knife, Forest sent to the hammer in a soothing tone.

Aloud she said, "And what I really want is kind of . . . silly. Or at least I've been told."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on August 22, 2020, 03:14:28 PM

Lily

"Then why you just standing there? It's your punishment so of course you're the one who's gonna do the work, I'll just rate your outfits and enjoy the show."

The succubus stared at her intently, urging her to get started. The redhead's patient wasn't infinite and she'd resort to more forceful methods of the other girl kept stalling.

"If you keep trying to drag this out I'll change it to just your lingerie and have it posted online. It would make for nice fap material but could you live with the embarrassment?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on August 22, 2020, 10:04:29 PM

Quote from: SINIB on August 20, 2020, 03:48:38 PM

Washington

Washington climbed onto the congresswoman's lap and ran her slit along the length of her cock before suddenly spearing herself with Serra's tremendous length. Her cunt clasped down on it and she reveled in the feeling of being stretched out from the sudden intrusion. She ran a hand along the congresswoman's stomach while gently holding onto her shoulder.

"I love how I never get used to just how big you are..."

Serra

The senator's blushing face was stretched in a grin as she looked up at the goddess sitting on top of her. "It'd be unfair how tight you stay, mmm, if I wasn't the only one allowed in here for real." Her voice was soft and low, teasing. It rolled over Washington's ears in time with one of her hands rubbing along the curve of her hips.

The other came up to brush against her face, once. She twitched inside her tight, eager body.

"Go on. Show me how much you love it."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 24, 2020, 03:34:41 AM

Quote from: Elf on August 22, 2020, 03:52:38 AM

Forest

"No, if I was going to commit suicide I would have done it a long time ago," Forest said with a shake of her head.

Easy Poppet, he's buying us a meal, no need to electrocute him through the butter knife, Forest sent to the hammer in a soothing tone.

Aloud she said, "And what I really want is kind of . . . silly. Or at least I've been told."

Thorra

I'm not doing that, stop acting like I'm out to hurt him! I just wasn't going to let him get away with that sort of nonsense! He's so full of himself and obnoxious...

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 24, 2020, 03:44:12 AM

Quote from: Aiden on August 22, 2020, 10:04:29 PM

Quote from: SINIB on August 20, 2020, 03:48:38 PM
Washington

Washington climbed onto the congresswoman's lap and ran her slit along the length of her cock before suddenly spearing herself with Serra's tremendous length. Her cunt clasped down on it and she reveled in the feeling of being stretched out from the sudden intrusion. She ran a hand along the congresswoman's stomach while gently holding onto her shoulder.

"I love how I never get used to just how big you are..."

Serra

The senator's blushing face was stretched in a grin as she looked up at the goddess sitting on top of her. "It'd be unfair how tight you stay, mmm, if I wasn't the only one allowed in here for real." Her voice was soft and low, teasing. It rolled over Washington's ears in time with one of her hands rubbing along the curve of her hips.

The other came up to brush against her face, once. She twitched inside her tight, eager body.

"Go on. Show me how much you love it."

Washington

Washington plunged down onto the gargantuan beast, grinding her hips against Serra's as she gyrated upon her. "You love it even more than me-" She responded, reaching up and grabbing Serra's chin as she bounded upon her. "You're wondering what would happen if we were caught, just fucking like this in a public area. I can tell, because you're even bigger than usual, ufu~"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 24, 2020, 05:23:10 AM

Quote from: Bern on August 22, 2020, 03:14:28 PM

Lily

"Then why you just standing there? It's your punishment so of course you're the one who's gonna do the work, I'll just rate your outfits and enjoy the show."

The succubus stared at her intently, urging her to get started. The redhead's patient wasn't infinite and she'd resort to more forceful methods of the other girl kept stalling.

"If you keep trying to drag this out I'll change it to just your lingerie and have it posted online. It would make for nice fap material but could you live with the embarrassment?"

Enterprise

Enty bit her lip and looked down at her feet while she ground her right heel against the carpet. "Well... I wouldn't want that, but..." She looked back up at Lily pleadingly for a moment, and then a look of being crushed was etched into her face as she realized that Lily was dead serious, and not messing around at all.

She gulped before silently stripping down to her undergarments. "Just, look away while I change. Please?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on August 24, 2020, 12:48:25 PM

Quote from: SINIB on August 24, 2020, 03:44:12 AM

Washington

Washington plunged down onto the gargantuan beast, grinding her hips against Serra's as she gyrated upon her. "You love it even more than me-" She responded, reaching up and grabbing Serra's chin as she bounded upon her. "You're wondering what would happen if we were caught, just fucking like this in a public area. I can tell, because you're even bigger than usual, ufu~"

Serra Drosa

"Y-You and your nonsensical theories!" She hissed out, glaring impotently up at the goddess on top of her. Yet despite this objection, her obvious frustration with Washington's shamelessness, the senator was pushing her own hips up to meet her's as best she could. Her fingers dig into those big hips as if trying to pull her down, to object to the feeling of the goddess' tight walls leaving any of her length uncovered for more than a moment.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on August 25, 2020, 12:49:01 AM

Entheo

"Silly?" he asked with a chuckle. "Whats so silly that you don't even want to bother with it?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 25, 2020, 03:34:58 PM

Quote from: Aiden on August 24, 2020, 12:48:25 PM

Quote from: SINIB on August 24, 2020, 03:44:12 AM
Washington

Washington plunged down onto the gargantuan beast, grinding her hips against Serra's as she gyrated upon her. "You love it even more than me-" She responded, reaching up and grabbing Serra's chin as she bounded upon her. "You're wondering what would happen if we were caught, just fucking like this in a public area. I can tell, because you're even bigger than usual, ufu~"

Serra Drosa

"Y-You and your nonsensical theories!" She hissed out, glaring impotently up at the goddess on top of her. Yet despite this objection, her obvious frustration with Washington's shamelessness, the senator was pushing her own hips up to meet her's as best she could. Her fingers dig into those big hips as if trying to pull her down, to object to the feeling of the goddess' tight walls leaving any of her length uncovered for more than a moment.

Washington

The taller woman leaned forwards and pressed her bosom into Serra's face all of a sudden. "There there, we've both been frustrated." She suddenly clamped down on Serra, as tight as her first time, tighter than Serra had ever felt her, bottoming out against her hips.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on August 26, 2020, 12:11:24 AM

Quote from: SINIB on August 25, 2020, 03:34:58 PM

Washington

The taller woman leaned forwards and pressed her bosom into Serra's face all of a sudden. "There there, we've both been frustrated." She suddenly clamped down on Serra, as tight as her first time, tighter than Serra had ever felt her, bottoming out against her hips.

Serra

Serra breathed in sharply at the feeling of Washington's tightness all but crushing her down there, the much stronger goddess readily able to keep her in place like that. The young senator's fingers dug into that soft skin harder in response, even as the scent of her girlfriend filled her nose at point blank range. "Mmmph!"

She held it in with an impressive display of bodily control despite Washington's attempts to make her explode.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 26, 2020, 12:13:11 AM

Quote from: Aiden on August 26, 2020, 12:11:24 AM

Quote from: SINIB on August 25, 2020, 03:34:58 PM
Washington

The taller woman leaned forwards and pressed her bosom into Serra's face all of a sudden. "There there, we've both been frustrated." She suddenly clamped down on Serra, as tight as her first time, tighter than Serra had ever felt her, bottoming out against her hips.

Serra

Serra breathed in sharply at the feeling of Washington's tightness all but crushing her down there, the much stronger goddess readily able to keep her in place like that. The young senator's fingers dug into that soft skin harder in response, even as the scent of her girlfriend filled her nose at point blank range. "Mmmph!"

She held it in with an impressive display of bodily control despite Washington's attempts to make her explode.

Washington

Washington continued to buck her hips, and slipped a hand down to squeeze Serra's full ass, sliding a finger inside of it and pressing down against her prostate. "Come on, come inside of me!" She insisted. "I need it!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on August 26, 2020, 12:15:37 AM

Serra

She couldn't help but groan at the sensations flowing through her due to Washington's actions... but it was obvious that she could have held on longer. Just a little longer, to drive the horny goddess insane. But she didn't.

No, instead Serra pushed her hips up as much as she could beneath Washington's weight and let out an almost growling sound as her length began to twitch and spasm inside of her, pushing a flood of hot seed up into her tight body.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 26, 2020, 12:19:20 AM

Quote from: Aiden on August 26, 2020, 12:15:37 AM

Serra

She couldn't help but groan at the sensations flowing through her due to Washington's actions... but it was obvious that she could have held on longer. Just a little longer, to drive the horny goddess insane. But she didn't.

No, instead Serra pushed her hips up as much as she could beneath Washington's weight and let out an almost growling sound as her length began to twitch and spasm inside of her, pushing a flood of hot seed up into her tight body.

Washington

"Aahhh..." Washington clamped down even harder, squirting all over Serra's hips as she felt the hot rush of seed directly into her womb. She let out a soft whine, barely subdued in order to avoid attention, and wrapped her legs around Serra, burying her boyfriend's face inside of her chest.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on August 26, 2020, 12:25:11 AM

Serra

Her own arms found their way around Washington's waist, and she took a moment to seemingly revel in more of her heat and softness from there. Then the senator did her best to free her face from that abundant chest, gasping for air and aggressively diving up for her girlfriend's lips to silence her.

Soon enough the flood ended, and they were left sweaty and juicy tangled up in each other.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on August 26, 2020, 04:18:59 AM

Lily

"Just change already, you're starting to piss me off by dragging your feet like this. My patience isn't limitless and you'll soon see what I look like when I'm truly angry haaaah." Lily sighed and walked further into the closet and out of sight.

Then she reappeared mere moments later wearing form fitting maid uniform that ended just beneath beneath her hips, it was so short her underwear was flashed every time she took a step. She still wore her necklace and it dangled between the small hills of her breasts, providing some visual stimuli other than the black and white of the uniform. Her legs were covered by black stockings that clung to them like a second layer of skin while also stopping just beneath the dress, leaving part of her muscular thighs exposed.

Truthfully it was just the same outfit she'd been wearing before, except she'd shape shifted into this. Not like the silver haired needed to know that though.

"This was part of the deal of the deal so don't get any wrong ideas, I just thought this might motivate you... Of course hiring me to service you as a maid would cost a lot but I'm sure someone like you could afford it. This is just a preview of the services you can acquire by allying with us, if there's something more specific you'd want that could always be discussed."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 26, 2020, 04:39:56 AM

Quote from: Bern on August 26, 2020, 04:18:59 AM

Lily

"Just change already, you're starting to piss me off by dragging your feet like this. My patience isn't limitless and you'll soon see what I look like when I'm truly angry haaaah." Lily sighed and walked further into the closet and out of sight.

Then she reappeared mere moments later wearing form fitting maid uniform that ended just beneath beneath her hips, it was so short her underwear was flashed every time she took a step. She still wore her necklace and it dangled between the small hills of her breasts, providing some visual stimuli other than the black and white of the uniform. Her legs were covered by black stockings that clung to them like a second layer of skin while also stopping just beneath the dress, leaving part of her muscular thighs exposed.

Truthfully it was just the same outfit she'd been wearing before, except she'd shape shifted into this. Not like the silver haired needed to know that though.

"This was part of the deal of the deal so don't get any wrong ideas, I just thought this might motivate you... Of course hiring me to service you as a maid would cost a lot but I'm sure someone like you could afford it. This is just preview of the services you can acquire by allying with us, if there's something more specific you'd want that could always be discussed."

Enterprise

Entry gulped, and Lily could feel a delectable mix of fear, arousal and desire for her. “Sorry, sorry.” She waved her hand, and walked further back into her closet to rifle through her large collection of maid outfits. She fingered her hands through the rack, and pulled a relatively modest one from her collection and quickly slipped into it with the ease of a pro.

It was plain and white, yet clean and attractive. (https://img2.gelbooru.com/images/67/01/6701c9d6bb0b683f8b44eb2a6ee90577.jpg) Her chest was barely contained, propped up by the corset, and looked ready to pop out with a single wrong movement. She had a tightly bound waist, and even though it hung to her ankles, as she spun around for Lily one could see hints of her hips as it seemed to magically cling to her body.

“And really? One as powerful as you would be willing to serve me, Lily?” She asked, feeling Columbia herself possess her, using her as a mouthpiece for her will. “What else would Elizabeth be willing to offer us?”

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on August 26, 2020, 04:57:15 AM

Lily

Lily's tail begun wagging back and forth faster and faster as she took in Enty's appearance but nothing else about her betrayed her excitement, not her face and not the tone of her voice.

She spun around herself and bowed before the true leader of the district manifesting herself through her avatar. It was respectfully graceful yet pulled out off in a haphazard way making the overall execution almost cheeky.

"I'm multi talented. Beside being a high breed Succubi, I'm also a master fighter and tactician, and then there's political implications stemming from being Elizabeth's oldest daughter, I suspect a lot of people would want to ravage me just for that. But if I understood daddy correctly, for as long as I'm here, you'd be able to pimp me out to whomever as long as it was tasteful and discreet."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 26, 2020, 05:04:08 AM

Quote from: Bern on August 26, 2020, 04:57:15 AM

Lily

Lily's tail begun wagging back and forth faster and faster as she took in Enty's appearance but nothing else about her betrayed her excitement, not her face and not the tone of her voice.

She spun around herself and bowed before the true leader of the district manifesting herself through her avatar. It was respectfully graceful yet pulled out off in a haphazard way making the overall execution almost cheeky.

"I'm multi talented. Beside being a high breed Succubi, I'm also a master fighter and tactician, and then there's political implications stemming from being Elizabeth's oldest daughter, I suspect a lot of people would want to ravage me just for that. But if I understood daddy correctly, for as long as I'm here, you'd be able to pimp me out to whomever as long as it was tasteful and discreet."

Columbia

The goddess confidently stepped forwards and crouched down to Lily's height. "Hmm hmm. While I'm sure Washington would have a good time playing with you, as well as a few others, that could hardly come without a hefty price." Columbia did a curtsy before suddenly sweeping Lily off of her feet to cradle her like a bride in her arms. "Shall we discuss this over tea, perhaps?" Her personal emotions were masked behind Enterprise's own, rendering it impossible for Lily to get a read on her using her powers. "I assume your daddy has given you the authority required to negotiate?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on August 26, 2020, 05:42:00 AM

Lily

"She has granted me that, I'm one of the higher ups now tehe... And I'd love to take this discussion over that although I'd prefer coffee." The redhead relaxed in the grip of goddess, completely lowering her guard as a sign of trust. Her maid dress also slid up from the movement to completely reveal her red panties.

"But you misunderstand. My price wouldn't be high, since I'm the chosen liaison, you'd be able to get my services for free as long as you agree to an alliance. And as a show of good will, the same privileges are also granted to you for the duration of the negotiations."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 26, 2020, 09:26:48 PM

Columbia

"Hoh, you have some taste, then." Columbia replied. She carried Lily out of the room and into Enty's study. "While it certainly sounds generous, I can't say that such an offer is enough to secure an alliance with my country. Even were I to accept such a proposition, the senate would never sign onto such a selfish treaty." Her hand trailed down Lily's back down to her tail, gently running a single finger down the sinuous length.

"I presume that your father wishes to finally move in on the fanatics to the west? Crush them once and for all, and end her isolationist ways?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on August 27, 2020, 03:16:47 AM

Quote from: yinsukin on August 25, 2020, 12:49:01 AM

Entheo

"Silly?" he asked with a chuckle. "Whats so silly that you don't even want to bother with it?"

Forest

Forest felt heat fill her cheeks at Entheo's question. I thought blushing after feeding was bad, but now it just happens . . . It's annoying, she thought to herself with a mental scowl.

She sighed and said, "Not exactly 'Happily Ever After', but sort of . . . Finding a love that lasts and not being treated as a bloody object or toy or whatnot. Caring for someone and actually getting reciprocated in return. Yes, I know it buggers the whole Strong, Independent Female Vampire Vigilante image, but . . . having a husband would be nice."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on August 27, 2020, 03:06:34 PM

Lily

"Ahhh..."

Lily's back arched in pleasure and her tail extended fully and turned stiff as those fingers trailed down her leathery tail...

"Don...Don't downplay me like that. I can do so much more than that... Those fanatics are just a small piece of a much bigger whole but....But what matters now isn't them, it's you!" Lily looked up at the goddess with renewed resolve.

"You don't have anyone here with centuries of experience of large scale total war do you? You have all this military might, all this responsiveness, and you're practically squandering it."

The full force of her resolve crashed onto the Goddess.. The will that had conquered over a thousand battlefields, both physical and political. That had devoured millions and assimilated them into the fold.

"Your Senate will see that freedom can't be achieved until everyone is free."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 28, 2020, 01:43:35 AM

Columbia

The goddess's expression never budged in the slightest. Lily's display of her power was met by a wall of iron will and a faint chuckle. "Hehe, well, there's a time and place for the use of force." She replied. "It sounds like you lived quite an interesting life. War, death, destruction on scales I can scarcely fathom were just everyday experiences for you. But have you ever ruled over a prosperous realm, a world of innocence, a world of lush forests and clear rivers? There is strength to be found in peace as well as war."

She let Lily down in a chair and snapped her fingers. "Coffee, please. For both of us. We have much to discuss."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on August 28, 2020, 01:51:06 AM

Belfast

She appeared, as if she'd always been there, from the edge of the scene - a beautiful white-haired woman of a caliber at least the equal of Columbia's holy vessel. Unlike Enterprise she wore the garments of a maid with the perfect elegance of one to whom they were natural, like a part of her own skin. She wore a gentle smile, and held up a tray that steamed with hot drinks. "Of course, my lady."

The maid didn't bother to introduce herself, instead presenting the drinks to her lady and the guest - cups in front of them, pouring a pot for each. Without having to ask she prepared it exactly as Enterprise's taste buds appreciated it best, while with Lily...

"How would you like your's, miss?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on August 28, 2020, 02:24:56 AM

Entheo

Entheo laughed, slamming his hand on the table. "Oh lord, you scared me again. I thought it was something more serious. You know its funny, that conversation reminds me of one I had with the voice in my head as a teenager. Sakuyomi once told me that a man who is afraid of his feelings isn't a real man. I mean, I know your a woman, but I can't help but think that maybe that applies to strong independent females too. In love the greatest enemy is yourself right?"

Then his face became more sharp. His smile faded and his eyes became laser focused on Forest's expression. He placed the pizza down on the table and let the silence fill the space between for a moment.

"Don't ever let anyone tell you that dream is stupid, not even yourself."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on August 28, 2020, 03:03:51 AM

Forest

Forest scowled at Entheo's laughter and then gritted her teeth.

She fidgeted with the crow charm around her throat with a sigh and shake of her head. "Yes and no. It's a very long story . . . "

She blinked at Entheo's little outburst and she sighed. "Immortals are a very jaded lot, unfortunately. Most of them don't believe that sort of love exists; only passing infatuations."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on August 28, 2020, 03:08:53 AM

Entheo

"Yeah well, I can't imagine being immortal is very fun," he said. "I know I may have given a different impression before but, I can send even an immortal soul to the afterlife. You have a right to quit and I can't judge you for that. If you ever get tired of all this then look for me."

The young man folded his arms over his chest. "Are you most immortals? Do you believe any of that?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on August 28, 2020, 04:12:51 AM

Lily

The redhead straightened out her own maid outfit in response to the roesence of the other maid and took a seat opposite the goddess, despite her attire she wore a completely serious expression as if she wasn't sitting down to drink coffee and debate national policy with someone whole dressed as a maid.

"Could you make it a latte, with rich tasty cream and marshmallows on top?" The redhead smiled hopefully at the other bustier maid as she made her ludicrous request. Despite her demeanor, the girl had quite the sweet tooth and hadn't had a chance to indulge in that lately.

"That's were you're wrong, strength comes from unity and peace is merely the ultimate form of that. But since all things are ephemeral, it will eventually give way for more conflict because that is the base nature of all living things."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 28, 2020, 05:17:11 PM

Quote from: Aiden on August 26, 2020, 12:25:11 AM

Serra

Her own arms found their way around Washington's waist, and she took a moment to seemingly revel in more of her heat and softness from there. Then the senator did her best to free her face from that abundant chest, gasping for air and aggressively diving up for her girlfriend's lips to silence her.

Soon enough the flood ended, and they were left sweaty and juicy tangled up in each other.

Washington

The goddess gasped. Her walls clamped down on Serra with her superior strength, milking every single drop out of her.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 28, 2020, 09:05:26 PM

Columbia

Columbia chuckled and took a sip of her expresso. "Perfect as always, Belfast. You never disappoint." This envoy Elizabeth had sent to negotiate, she was fearsome, powerful, with powerful tools of manipulation at her disposal, but she was clearly a newcomer to this world.

"Some in my congress would agree with that assessment, while others would vehemently oppose such a 'dangerous and jingoistic' viewpoint." Columbia flicked a bang of Enterprise's silvery locks idly. "They're a fractitious, unruly bunch who often require guidance to perform even the most basic forms of government, but you would find few who would accept an alliance offer proposed out of the blue, based upon sexual favors and without any benefits beyond. What is your father's goal-what does she seek to gain from all of this? And how do we stand to benefit?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on August 29, 2020, 03:44:43 AM

Forest

"No, I'm not most immortals. I was considered more than an oddity back home. They would call me overly moral or in once case, someone called me a 'moral fag'," Forest said with a shrug.

She looked at the pizza and said, "There are some good things about immortality. I've seen stuff you've never dreamed of, but it's also dreadfully lonely. Eternity is enough to bugger any one's head."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on August 29, 2020, 04:02:19 AM

Entheo

Entheo laughed again, maintaining his smile the whole time. "Well you are who you are," he said. "I can't relate to the specifics of being immortal, but I can relate to being misunderstood. i also can't imagine living for so long. Living that long is unnatural. Its why I offered you an out. I can only imagine how hard it would be to live that long. I know your sick of hearing it, but if your ever ready to die, come find me. No matter what god you worship, I can send you to your version of heaven. Despite what many cultures say, there is no shame in it."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on August 29, 2020, 04:08:32 AM

Forest

"What if my people don't have a version of heaven?" Forest asked with a tilt of her head. "Then does the essence of me just stop existing?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on August 29, 2020, 04:32:46 AM

Entheo

"Well you'll be sent to some kind of afterlife. Truth be told, I could just send you to wherever you want to go," he said with a shrug. "If you end up not wanting to go or escaping from me, you'll be a ghost. For many its a happy ending, but I understand."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on August 29, 2020, 04:34:53 AM

Forest

Forest shook her head and said, "No thank you. The offer is a bit tempting, but . . . I have millions of miles to walk before I sleep and all of that. Maybe I should try to find that Happily Ever After."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on August 29, 2020, 04:59:31 AM

Entheo

"I like that answer," he said. "Keep that spirit going as long as you can. I'll be around whenever you want to quit. Its my job after all."

Entheo stood up, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a stack of paper money. He placed it on the table and stared at the two. "Well I don't know about you two, but I had fun with that date. It was a nice change of pace from chasing some asshole around the highway."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on August 29, 2020, 04:35:24 PM

Quote from: SINIB on August 28, 2020, 05:17:11 PM

Washington

The goddess gasped. Her walls clamped down on Serra with her superior strength, milking every single drop out of her.

Serra

It was almost painful how tight Washington was like this around her, but Serra didn't do more than wince and hold onto her tighter in revenge too. So it was until, at last, she finished making such a mess inside the goddess' beautiful body. Then she leaned back in her seat, breathing deeply and grinning crookedly up at her.

"You... really can't go long without, can you? Poor dear."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on August 29, 2020, 05:04:27 PM

Quote from: Bern on August 28, 2020, 04:12:51 AM

Lily

The redhead straightened out her own maid outfit in response to the roesence of the other maid and took a seat opposite the goddess, despite her attire she wore a completely serious expression as if she wasn't sitting down to drink coffee and debate national policy with someone whole dressed as a maid.

"Could you make it a latte, with rich tasty cream and marshmallows on top?" The redhead smiled hopefully at the other bustier maid as she made her ludicrous request. Despite her demeanor, the girl had quite the sweet tooth and hadn't had a chance to indulge in that lately.

"That's were you're wrong, strength comes from unity and peace is merely the ultimate form of that. But since all things are ephemeral, it will eventually give way for more conflict because that is the base nature of all living things."

Belfast

Without missing a beat Belfast inclined her head, still smiling in general. "Why of course, Miss." She said to her with her lilting, high class foreign accent. "I will be right back with your latte."

With an even brighter smile, and a full bow at the waist to Enterprise-who-was-Columbia that demonstrated the expanse of her cleavage, she accepted the goddess' commendations and departed as swiftly and unobtrusively as she had entered.

Lily would not need to wait long for that outrageous drink.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on August 30, 2020, 05:40:56 AM

Lily

"Surely you are jesting, bah this political poking bores me so I'll get straight to the point." The redhead's gaze was firmly locked onto the goddess even as the other bustier maid presented a delightful view when bowing as well as when she was leaving. But she didn't get distracted by that eye candy in the slightest, even so her the lustful aura emitted by her sharpened slightly in response to what was going on.

"You'r so called Senate will enjoy a large economic boom if you were to say allow us to operate contracts with a cut going directly to your government. It would be completely voluntary too for everyone involved and it would surely lead to a public morale boost. There's a lot of your people out there who'd love to play with out girl but don't feel comfortable going to the Pleasure Palace for various reasons."

"And this isn't just about sexual favors, I used to be high administrator of a metropolitan area with over a billion people living in it, suffice to say your bureaucracy is quite primitive but I can offer my advice there, the sexual favors is just icing on top of the cake I'm offering you. Not say my pussy isn't beyond first rate as a royal succubus... But I guess you won't find out if you outright reject...." The redhead smirked arrogantly, believing every word she uttered. No it wasn't arrogance, it was plain confidence.

" As for daddy, I dunno her overarching goals but I think for now she's getting off on pimping her daughter out to another deity."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 30, 2020, 03:53:19 PM

Thorra

"Nnnn..." The spirit behind Forest grunted, but didn't immediately say anything. She didn't like Forest's attitude either, not one bit. She knew of many immortals with spouses, and she didn't like to think that it was just all passing fancy. Not all of it, anyway.

She clicked her tongue and finally spoke up. "You-take care." She said suddenly, haltingly. The young woman hadn't ever met anyone quite like him, and she didn't know how to talk to him. Hell, she didn't even know if she liked him. It was a frustrating feeling.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 30, 2020, 10:59:40 PM

Columbia

Columbia winked at Belfast with all the affection for her that Enterprise could muster. Her expression was a mask that barely gave Lily anything to work with, and her eyebrow scarcely even twitched as Lily so confidently laid into her, offhandedly throwing insults towards her people and assuming her inheirent superiority at this sort of task. It didn't bother her. She preferred it when people didn't grovel at her feet or mince their words, no, it was refreshing to be completely torn into in such a manner. It was the sort of honesty she found hard to find within her own followers. "I have no problems with a thaw of that nature, Lily." She replied curtly before sipping at her coffee. "It suits my goals to be able to regulate the sort of traffic that goes in and out of Me, and I would be happy to forward such a requst to the senate. "Have someone write up the details and send it to my office. I'd like a profile on every single one of your girls whom would be entering my domain along with a registration system."

Finally, she smirked. "I thought you said that during the negotiations, that you'd be available for my personal use. Was that a lie?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on August 30, 2020, 11:21:02 PM

Forest

"Thank you, it's been . . . well, last time I actually went on a date America was starting to get antsy about living in Daddy England's basement," Forest said with a nod.

She could sense Thorra's discomfort and sent to her, Your experiences aren't mine and vice versa. I am glad that you got to see immortals being happy together. Gives me a bit of hope.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on August 30, 2020, 11:23:23 PM

Lily

The redhead nodded at the first question, already haven sorted that out, and with a quick flick of her hand a bunch of files flew across the table and landed in front of the goddess all neatly sorted in a pile despite having flown in erraticaly. They would detail the personality, looks and skills of all the girls who were interested as well as how much it would cost to hire them and all other various economical clauses.

Though her own smirk didn't fade even as she begun answering the latest question. "A deal is a deal, that was based on negotionas taking place, if you had flat out refused to negotiate then I would go to but that's not the situation we're in here...." She reach to pull out another file, but this one looked more important than the others, because this one was an actual contract and it pertained to a member of the royal family... Namely Lily herself.

"I believe this will enlighten you to how far your use right extends, Like I said daddy must really get off on pimping me out..."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on August 31, 2020, 03:12:18 AM

Entheo

"Revolutionary war huh? Well maybe ill visit you after I die, see if we can't do this again," he said, turning his back to her and walking towards the door. Holding his arm up in a lazy goodbye, he smirked as he opened the glass doors. "Oh and don't ever stop dreaming."

I don't think the hammer likes you.

Well I like her. She seems well meaning.

You know, you won't be able to take care of a woman until you learn to be nice.

Like I want to be with a woman who thinks she can get respect by throwing around daddy's name. I hope one day she learns to rely on her own strength of character to earn someone's respect.

Do you think a weapon like that will be ok in this world?

I don't know. But maybe with the vampire woman watching over her, she will be alright.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 31, 2020, 05:53:00 PM

Quote from: Bern on August 30, 2020, 11:23:23 PM

Lily

The redhead nodded at the first question, already haven sorted that out, and with a quick flick of her hand a bunch of files flew across the table and landed in front of the goddess all neatly sorted in a pile despite having flown in erraticaly. They would detail the personality, looks and skills of all the girls who were interested as well as how much it would cost to hire them and all other various economical clauses.

Though her own smirk didn't fade even as she begun answering the latest question. "A deal is a deal, that was based on negotionas taking place, if you had flat out refused to negotiate then I would go to but that's not the situation we're in here...." She reach to pull out another file, but this one looked more important than the others, because this one was an actual contract and it pertained to a member of the royal family... Namely Lily herself.

"I believe this will enlighten you to how far your use right extends, Like I said daddy must really get off on pimping me out..."

Columbia

Columbia picked up the final file and leafed through it, leaving the others for her aids to sort through and report to her on. After only a few tens of seconds, she'd finished reading the entire document and slid it back across the table to Lily, her name neatly signed in cursive. She kicked her feet up onto the table and leaned back into her chair with a contented sigh.

"You seemed pretty excited yourself to get together with sweet little Enty and seduce her yourself, Lily. Are you sure it's just your father who got excited by the idea?" She patted her lap, covered in white lacey silk and a too short skirt. "Come here." She ordered with a teasing smirk.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on August 31, 2020, 06:47:42 PM

Lily

She eyed the contract for a few seconds before signing it herself to make it binding. The moment she finished a wave of magic rushed over her to bind her to the goddess which cause the redhead to shiver in pure excitement, then she threw her head back and moaned as the contract finally settled, the temperature in the room begun rising as her lustful oitburst made it harder to reign in her nature.

Her maid uniform burst into light particles and reformed itself even more snugly against her body as the famous bunnysuit of Lizland. It clung to her like a second layer of skin and showed off her abs and the small curve of her breasts completely.

And to finish it off was a black choker around her neck that showed just who she was contracted to.

"Yeah....."

With flushed cheeks, the redhead stood up from her seat and walked around the with a charming sway to her hips that would draw the attention of anyone watching, then with a deliberate swing of her leg, she straddled the Columbia's lap. Her weight was heavier than expected from a girl of her size, perhaps all her muscles could explain that.

"I'm a succubus what do you expect hmpff..." By the inflection of her voice she didn't sound annoyed but rather used by the fact that the Goddess had pointed that out. "Enty was so cute and shy I just had to tease her a bit, I might have gone a bit too far there, will you forgive for that?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 31, 2020, 07:03:31 PM

Columbia

Columbia ran her index finger underneath the choker and pulled Lily up to her eye level. Using her free hand, she ran her fingers through the succubi's scarlet locks. "Enterprise is young, so you'll have to forgive her occasional outbursts. But, disrespecting her is still disrespectful to myself, Lily." She pulled Lily closer to her by the tag on her neck. "And that, my cute little sex demon, is much harder for me to casually forgive."

Her eyes suddenly gleamed with divine power. "You'll have to be punished for such impertinence." She tossed Lily down onto the table, and a bulge began to form in Enty's panties. "Hmm, hers is about this big, so this ought to be good enough." She muttered to herself.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on August 31, 2020, 07:30:26 PM

Liliy

"Ahhh..."

Lily grunted as she was showed face down onto the table, but due to how short she was, her feet couldn't fully reach the floor so she dangled a bit with her thicc ass sticking over the edge and her toes barely reaching the ground.

"The name is Lily and.... I wouldn't recommend going for either of my lower holes first if you really haven't done it in a while.... It uh, it could be a bit too much for you." She said while looking back Columbia. Her long tail wished slowly between them, barely avoiding giving a smack to Columbia on every pass it did.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 31, 2020, 08:57:02 PM

Quote from: Bern on August 31, 2020, 07:30:26 PM

Liliy

"Ahhh..."

Lily grunted as she was showed face down onto the table, but due to how short she was, her feet couldn't fully reach the floor so she dangled a bit with her thicc ass sticking over the edge and her toes barely reaching the ground.

"The name is Lily and.... I wouldn't recommend going for either of my lower holes first if you really haven't done it in a while.... It uh, it could be a bit too much for you." She said while looking back Columbia. Her long tail wished slowly between them, barely avoiding giving a smack to Columbia on every pass it did.

Columbia

The silver-haired diety smacked Lily's ass. "I get plenty of action, I just don't usually have a physical form like this. Don't make assumptions like that." She hit Lily again in the same place, this time with all the strength she had, sending a ripple up Lily's body.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 01, 2020, 10:41:07 PM

Thorra

Thorra waited for a few minutes to make sure he was really gone before she materialized her body, taking the seat across from Forest without a single piece of clothing on her. She reached over and grabbed her slice of pizza before taking an annoyed chomp into it. "He was a real jerk." She complained in between bites.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 01, 2020, 10:45:45 PM

Quote from: Aiden on August 29, 2020, 04:35:24 PM

Quote from: SINIB on August 28, 2020, 05:17:11 PM
Washington

The goddess gasped. Her walls clamped down on Serra with her superior strength, milking every single drop out of her.

Serra

It was almost painful how tight Washington was like this around her, but Serra didn't do more than wince and hold onto her tighter in revenge too. So it was until, at last, she finished making such a mess inside the goddess' beautiful body. Then she leaned back in her seat, breathing deeply and grinning crookedly up at her.

"You... really can't go long without, can you? Poor dear."

Washington

"You promised to keep me satisfied!" She exclaimed, grinding her hips right against Serra's. She sat resting upon her magnificent rod, leaning forward in contentment with a slight bulge in her stomach. "So far, you've kept it pretty nicely."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on September 02, 2020, 04:00:46 AM

Quote from: SINIB on September 01, 2020, 10:45:45 PM

Washington

"You promised to keep me satisfied!" She exclaimed, grinding her hips right against Serra's. She sat resting upon her magnificent rod, leaning forward in contentment with a slight bulge in her stomach. "So far, you've kept it pretty nicely."

Serra

"Only pretty nicely?" Serra seemed almost offended, though it was in a more petulant manner now as she squeezed at Washington's ass atop her lap with one hand. "Mmm. Then again, I guess to do it perfectly I really would need to be accompanying you all day and night, wouldn't I?"

She brought her face up to Washington's and in an almost shy manner touched their lips together.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on September 02, 2020, 04:09:16 AM

Forest

Forest raised an eyebrow at Thorra's nudity but said nothing as the hammer's body began to eat.

The vampire shrugged and said, "I've met worse. He had pretty eyes though. Still, he's young and was appointed with a task that seems like it would blow ass."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 02, 2020, 07:20:22 PM

Quote from: Elf on September 02, 2020, 04:09:16 AM

Forest

Forest raised an eyebrow at Thorra's nudity but said nothing as the hammer's body began to eat.

The vampire shrugged and said, "I've met worse. He had pretty eyes though. Still, he's young and was appointed with a task that seems like it would blow ass."

Thorra

Remarkably, nobody other than Forest seemed to notice anything off with Thorra. Their eyes were drawn to her, and some quietly checked her out, but nobody seemed particularly fussed about it.

The avatar of the hammer angrily finished off her half-eaten slice of food and shook her head. "Worse is easier to deal with," she replied. "You can just deck the real jerks of the world, make it a better place in the process. Entheo, he's nothing like that. He's just a smug piece of shit who thinks he knows best about everything there is to know!" She waved her hand and pouted at Forest. "You get what I mean, right?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on September 03, 2020, 03:35:04 AM

Forest

"Oh, I get what you mean," Forest said with a grin at Thorra's visible agitation.

She reached out to the cup of soda in front of her. It was some craft blood orange concoction, so she designated it worthy for her to drink. She took a sip and tasted a bit of a sharp, sour tang with the sweet-tart of the fruit. Not cloyingly sweet? I could get into this, she thought absently as she made a mental note to ask what it was or to just grab the information from one of the servers' minds.

She pointed with her pinky at Thorra as she drank, "Some of the jerks like it when you knock a bit of sense into them. As for blokes like Entheo, you just have to keep your calm around them. Getting flustered is only going to give them even more power over you."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 05, 2020, 03:29:25 AM

Thorra

The hammer crossed her arms under her chest and shook her head. "He talked a lot of nonsense, but he said a few good things. He'd have a bright future ahead of him if he weren't such an ass."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on September 05, 2020, 03:34:25 AM

Forest

"Most men are asses at that age," Forest said with a shake of her head. "And then again, some people just don't get along with each other."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 05, 2020, 03:38:31 AM

Quote from: Elf on September 05, 2020, 03:34:25 AM

Forest

"Most men are asses at that age," Forest said with a shake of her head. "And then again, some people just don't get along with each other."

Thorra

The hammer clicked her tongue and replied with a curt shake of her head. "Humans..."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 05, 2020, 03:39:53 AM

Quote from: Aiden on September 02, 2020, 04:00:46 AM

Quote from: SINIB on September 01, 2020, 10:45:45 PM
Washington

"You promised to keep me satisfied!" She exclaimed, grinding her hips right against Serra's. She sat resting upon her magnificent rod, leaning forward in contentment with a slight bulge in her stomach. "So far, you've kept it pretty nicely."

Serra

"Only pretty nicely?" Serra seemed almost offended, though it was in a more petulant manner now as she squeezed at Washington's ass atop her lap with one hand. "Mmm. Then again, I guess to do it perfectly I really would need to be accompanying you all day and night, wouldn't I?"

She brought her face up to Washington's and in an almost shy manner touched their lips together.

Washington

She planted her lips upon the other woman's. "If I could, I'd wring you dry like a wet sponge."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on September 05, 2020, 03:41:17 AM

Forest

Forest shook her head and replied, "Not humans, but people. One doesn't have to be a human to be a person."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 05, 2020, 03:44:14 AM

Quote from: Elf on September 05, 2020, 03:41:17 AM

Forest

Forest shook her head and replied, "Not humans, but people. One doesn't have to be a human to be a person."

Thorra

"Hey, let me make my little jokes!" She complained. "You didn't seriously think I meant it that way, did you?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on September 05, 2020, 03:45:26 AM

Forest

"I hope not, but I had to lecture just the same," Forest said with a chuckle.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on September 05, 2020, 05:51:23 AM

Lily

Lily's butt wobbled slightly this time, the tightly bound muscles actually moving from the impact this time. Yet there wasn't any other reaction from the redhead, except for her pushing her ass back eagerly, almost teasingly. It was a great cushion indeed, and to the newly minted Succubi's annoyance it was pretty much the only place where she gathered any fat, on the other hand it was a lot of it and it was stacked on top of a layer of solid muscle making its overall appear to be massive.

"Heh... I thought you were gonna punish me, when is that starting?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on September 05, 2020, 03:22:14 PM

Quote from: SINIB on September 05, 2020, 03:39:53 AM

Washington

She planted her lips upon the other woman's. "If I could, I'd wring you dry like a wet sponge."

Serra

The kiss was short, but it left the senator with a faint blush on her face. "You'll have to tell me how you became this ravenous some day." Then, she tried to give Washington a bit of a lift with her hands, visibly restraining a moan at the sensation. "For now we should, nnn, enjoy the other parts of our time together."

Like the food they hadn't gotten around to ordering yet.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 05, 2020, 05:39:01 PM

Quote from: Elf on September 05, 2020, 03:45:26 AM

Forest

"I hope not, but I had to lecture just the same," Forest said with a chuckle.

Thorra

Thorra shook her head. "Just look through our link! You should get used to doing that if you want us to coordinate well!" She exclaimed. "If we want to sync up perfectly in a fight, you have to be willing to take that step, Fore."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 05, 2020, 05:45:21 PM

Quote from: Bern on September 05, 2020, 05:51:23 AM

Lily

Lily's butt wobbled slightly this time, the tightly bound muscles actually moving from the impact this time. Yet there wasn't any other reaction from the redhead, except for her pushing her ass back eagerly, almost teasingly. It was a great cushion indeed, and to the newly minted Succubi's annoyance it was pretty much the only place where she gathered any fat, on the other hand it was a lot of it and it was stacked on top of a layer of solid muscle making its overall appear to be massive.

"Heh... I thought you were gonna punish me, when is that starting?"

Columbia

"Feh, in a little bit." She replied quickly. Lily was tough, in fact, she was too tough. If she wanted to make this girl feel anything, she'd need to use Washington's body, or pull her into a dreamscape where she reigned supreme. Enterprise's body, it was just too weak to push it that far. She ground her dick against Lily's valley, leaning over her and pressing her ample mounds up into Lily's back. She grabbed Lily's ass and squeezed down without regard for Lily's wellbeing, kneading the fat and the muscles hidden beneath. "I guess I won't need to hold anything back with you. You're tougher than you look."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on September 06, 2020, 12:27:08 AM

Forest

"So, like how I was in telepathic communication while you were in the metaphorical driver's seat?" Forest asked with an eyebrow raised.

Which makes me wonder, is this a whole metaphor of learning how to drive manual, because I've had that down pat for decades.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on September 06, 2020, 05:40:24 AM

Lily

"I'd prefer if you didn't, spankings are supoosed to sting and make you feel like a bad girl. And.."The redhead pushed her bountiful ass back into the goddesses hands, enjoying every second of being fondled. Having her butt be appreciated like this made her happy. It's why she started swaying her hips so much recently, now that she was a slutty sex worker demon girl, she might as well embrace it and entice other people.

"...This girl has been really bad, toying with the emotions and desires of poor Enty. Her emberassment was most delicious.... And I'll do it again if it could tehe-"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 06, 2020, 06:23:14 PM

Quote from: Bern on September 06, 2020, 05:40:24 AM

Lily

"I'd prefer if you didn't, spankings are supoosed to sting and make you feel like a bad girl. And.."The redhead pushed her bountiful ass back into the goddesses hands, enjoying every second of being fondled. Having her butt be appreciated like this made her happy. It's why she started swaying her hips so much recently, now that she was a slutty sex worker demon girl, she might as well embrace it and entice other people.

"...This girl has been really bad, toying with the emotions and desires of poor Enty. Her emberassment was most delicious.... And I'll do it again if it could tehe-"

Columbia

Columbia ripped the tight fabric off of Lily's ass, tossing it to the side before tearing her panties off. She ground her hot length up Lily's butt, making sure to grind the head of her cock against the base of Lily's tail to drive the smaller woman wild.

"You're my personal toy right now, so don't talk about her like that." She scolded her before suddenly grabbing her tail and giving it a brutal yank with all of her strength, threatening to tear it off.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on September 06, 2020, 07:15:41 PM

Lily

"Oh pleaaaaaas... Haaaah..." The sudden tänk of her tail mad her crash down onto the table as well as lose any footing she still had which made her short legs dangle freely in the air. The nauseating loss of power struck her as well and made it so she couldn't fight back even if she tried, not from this position. Enty's body was definitely superior to her when she was like this.

"I'll talk to you however you want and I'll never be a yes girl, but I'll happily take on that frustration you carry.... You wanna bang daddy like this don't you? Well you have her daughter right here... Will you take me for real and release all that tension? Or will you bitch out and get the sub par version of me? It'll feel waaay better if you let go of it tehee.."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 07, 2020, 02:07:04 AM

Quote from: Elf on September 06, 2020, 12:27:08 AM

Forest

"So, like how I was in telepathic communication while you were in the metaphorical driver's seat?" Forest asked with an eyebrow raised.

Which makes me wonder, is this a whole metaphor of learning how to drive manual, because I've had that down pat for decades.

Thorra

"Yeah, you need to lean into that as much as you're comfortable with doing." She replied. "And no, using me isn't like driving a car. That's rude."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on September 07, 2020, 02:10:51 AM

Forest

"Ah, but when you're in control I'm the car and you're the driver," Forest said as she lifted her craft soda to the girl hammer.

She sent Thorra impressions of her favorite driving experiences. The vibrating roar of the V8 Engine, shifting at just the right moment, the control at dizzing speeds . . . The vampire smiled wistfully.

At least my car came with me, she thought.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 07, 2020, 02:17:35 AM

Quote from: Elf on September 07, 2020, 02:10:51 AM

Forest

"Ah, but when you're in control I'm the car and you're the driver," Forest said as she lifted her craft soda to the girl hammer.

She sent Thorra impressions of her favorite driving experiences. The vibrating roar of the V8 Engine, shifting at just the right moment, the control at dizzing speeds . . . The vampire smiled wistfully.

At least my car came with me, she thought.

Thorra

Thorra closed her eyes and leaned back into her chair, basking in her weilder's experiences. She wore a quiet, contemplative smile on her face as she savored the new experience.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on September 07, 2020, 02:24:38 AM

Forest

"So does this mean I'll have to teach you how to drive?" Forest asked as she sat up with a smirk on her face.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 07, 2020, 02:30:40 AM

Thorra

"Sure, but some clothes would be nice before anyone notices."

She stuck out her tongue at Forest and giggled like a child.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on September 07, 2020, 02:33:36 AM

Forest

"Well, let's go shopping then. You need somethings, and a place to stay so . . . you can crash with me until you get something more permanent set up," Forest said with a grin.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 07, 2020, 02:54:31 AM

Quote from: Elf on September 07, 2020, 02:33:36 AM

Forest

"Well, let's go shopping then. You need somethings, and a place to stay so . . . you can crash with me until you get something more permanent set up," Forest said with a grin.

Thorra

"Ufu! That you very much, my mistress~"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on September 07, 2020, 03:08:35 AM

Forest

Forest shook her head and said, "Please don't call me your Mistress. It sounds . . . odd. Wielder, yeah, I can except that, but Mistress makes it sound like a bunch of S&M Twaddle, you know?"

She looked at her phone and sighed. "I also need to get to work sometime."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 07, 2020, 03:17:01 AM

Quote from: Elf on September 07, 2020, 03:08:35 AM

Forest

Forest shook her head and said, "Please don't call me your Mistress. It sounds . . . odd. Wielder, yeah, I can except that, but Mistress makes it sound like a bunch of S&M Twaddle, you know?"

She looked at her phone and sighed. "I also need to get to work sometime."

Thorra

She stuck out her tongue. "It doesn't sound good at all, does it. Even as a joke it made me a bit queasy." She suddenly stood up and offered Forest a hand up. "Work is easy, unless you're picky about your employer. What sort of job do you have in mind?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on September 07, 2020, 03:19:04 AM

Forest

"Wielder just sounds much more wicked. I'm the Wielder of the Daughter of Thor, much more epic than the Mistress of the Daughter of Thor I think," Forest said with a grin.

Then she held up her thumb and index finger. "I actually have two jobs. One of them is being the bodyguard and secretary of the Duke of Vampire Town. The other is . . .working at Elizabeth's."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 07, 2020, 03:32:17 AM

Thorra

"There? What do you do? Who do you bodyguard, my weilder?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Elf on September 07, 2020, 03:46:38 AM

Forest

"I'm not sure yet. Probably dancing and biting people," Forest said with a shrug.

She then chuckled, "Duke Taro. Who . . . you should never meet. He's a bit of a wanker and I'm oddly fond of him."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 08, 2020, 11:32:57 PM

Quote from: Bern on September 06, 2020, 07:15:41 PM

Lily

"Oh pleaaaaaas... Haaaah..." The sudden tänk of her tail mad her crash down onto the table as well as lose any footing she still had which made her short legs dangle freely in the air. The nauseating loss of power struck her as well and made it so she couldn't fight back even if she tried, not from this position. Enty's body was definitely superior to her when she was like this.

"I'll talk to you however you want and I'll never be a yes girl, but I'll happily take on that frustration you carry.... You wanna bang daddy like this don't you? Well you have her daughter right here... Will you take me for real and release all that tension? Or will you bitch out and get the sub par version of me? It'll feel waaay better if you let go of it tehee.."

Columbia

"You talk too much." Columbia sank her cock into Lily's slit, savoring the warmth and tightness of the smaller woman. She began to pound Lily with quick powerful thrusts, forcing herself deeper with every passing moment, holding onto her stomach to steady herself against the table. "It sounds like your father has a bit of a complex about me. Maybe if she wants to sleep with my so badly, she should come to visit herself."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 09, 2020, 11:11:53 PM

Washington

The two lovers ordered their food, reclothed, and Washington moved to sit across from Serra. She looked serious, with a fire in her eyes. "So, when do you expect the senate to act?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on September 10, 2020, 04:31:26 AM

Quote from: SINIB on September 09, 2020, 11:11:53 PM

Washington

The two lovers ordered their food, reclothed, and Washington moved to sit across from Serra. She looked serious, with a fire in her eyes. "So, when do you expect the senate to act?"

Serra

Serra had taken some time to straighten her clothes out too, and had surreptitiously applied disposable napkins to making sure there was no mess behind. After that though, eating a burger across from her girlfriend, the senator let out a sigh. "If we're lucky and everyone makes it through security? Later tonight. If not then first thing in the morning. I've already put out a call for a vote."

Her smile was not nice. "I think you'll like my proposal."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on September 11, 2020, 05:04:33 AM

Quote from: SINIB on September 08, 2020, 11:32:57 PM

Columbia

"You talk too much." Columbia sank her cock into Lily's slit, savoring the warmth and tightness of the smaller woman. She began to pound Lily with quick powerful thrusts, forcing herself deeper with every passing moment, holding onto her stomach to steady herself against the table. "It sounds like your father has a bit of a complex about me. Maybe if she wants to sleep with my so badly, she should come to visit herself."

Lily

Her inner muscles suddenly clamped down on the hard length inside like massaging fists, squeezing her at a random yet controlled rhythm so that all parts of the shaft were constantly being pleasured by the tight snatch. "Oh you were saying? You can never make a royal succubi submit with such pathetic thrusts, much less my father. Maybe you'll get a chance at banging her if you make sure I give a good word about you..."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 12, 2020, 07:45:50 PM

Quote from: Bern on September 11, 2020, 05:04:33 AM

Quote from: SINIB on September 08, 2020, 11:32:57 PM

Columbia

"You talk too much." Columbia sank her cock into Lily's slit, savoring the warmth and tightness of the smaller woman. She began to pound Lily with quick powerful thrusts, forcing herself deeper with every passing moment, holding onto her stomach to steady herself against the table. "It sounds like your father has a bit of a complex about me. Maybe if she wants to sleep with my so badly, she should come to visit herself."

Lily

Her inner muscles suddenly clamped down on the hard length inside like massaging fists, squeezing her at a random yet controlled rhythm so that all parts of the shaft were constantly being pleasured by the tight snatch. "Oh you were saying? You can never make a royal succubi submit with such pathetic thrusts, much less my father. Maybe you'll get a chance at banging her if you make sure I give a good word about you..."

Columbia

Columbia's responce was to angrily thrust forwards, burying a suddenly growing dick even deeper inside of Lily and lifting her up off of the table with it. She grabbed onto Lily's chest with her free hand and pinched one of her nipples, allowing her to sink down until she'd enveloped Columbia's entire penis.

"If I were to sleep with your father, I'd much rather be the one receiving." She replied wryly. "And I've never slept with anyone so contrarian before. It's somehow almost refreshing."

She thrust upwards, slamming right up against the entrance to Lily's womb, giving her tail a sudden yank at the same moment.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on September 16, 2020, 12:09:07 PM

Lily

"Hah, what a loser...." Lily's tiny frame hang in the air, suspended only by the cock of the goddess. For the readhead this situation was nothing more than amusing. After what Liz had done to her earlier that day, she'd become numb to this level of pleasure. Her pussy still clamped down on the invading cock and massaged it with the expertise of on inhuman Succubi pleasure hole and had an unnatural tightness stemming from her tiny body and powerful muscles, but she didn't enjoy it as much as she used to. Liz had been too good.

"Aww..." The thrust bounced on her cervix, weakening it but not quite breaking through to her womb, one or maybe two more thrust was needed for that. ""Did the venerable goddess just fail to raid my womb in one try even tho you pulled my tail.... Daddy can do it without cheating, Maybe you're just a fraud, I thought you were gonna punish me hmm? What part of this do you think is punishment for a royal like me? It's nothing but average sex. Now you have a choice here goddess of Columbia, keep up your lame punishment... Or let me take charge and I can give you the best release of your life.."

Yeah Lily was being quite smug, But it was part of the image she was cultivating. If her younger sibling was a bratty loli than the as the older sister she had to be the smug one, it did go with the archetype of being really old while looking like this, and Lily would happily play into that.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 17, 2020, 05:03:54 AM

"What did you saaay!" Columbia yelled, thrusting in and out of Lily with ever increasing speeds. She burst into Lily's womb and stood up, lifting the smaller woman along with her and suddenly bottoming out. She enjoyed the roiling, writing feeling of Lily's pussy. Even without moving, it felt absurdly good.

Then, she began to thrust again after ten or so seconds. "So, what are your father's plans? Her engaging in politics is pretty unusual!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on September 17, 2020, 12:20:50 PM

Lily

"Iiiiih.."

The first time her womb was pierced was always an intense rush and everything turned white for a split second as her toned back arched in a wonderful bow. Of course the pleasure here was nothing compared to what Liz had done, her daddy had teased her inner entrance for over an hour, gradually weakening it until her monstrous dick had just slipped in by itself and it had sent the redhead straight to lala land. So much so that she was still feeling some of the after effects even now.

This was still happening tho and for all intents and purposes even she couldn't give satisfactory answers in this position.

Yet the redhead twisted her body around on the cock, grimacing as her tiny womb was brutalized by twisting motion. But it was all for the sake of making Columbia feel good as well as ending up face to face with her. Lily steadied herself by wrapping her legs around the goddesses' back and leaned into her chest with front. This angle would gucmve Columbia more control over the thrusts and let her go even deeper.

"You meanie... What girl can talk politics when.... When there's a fat dick reshaping their womb???"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 17, 2020, 06:11:19 PM

Quote from: Bern on September 17, 2020, 12:20:50 PM

Lily

"Iiiiih.."

The first time her womb was pierced was always an intense rush and everything turned white for a split second as her toned back arched in a wonderful bow. Of course the pleasure here was nothing compared to what Liz had done, her daddy had teased her inner entrance for over an hour, gradually weakening it until her monstrous dick had just slipped in by itself and it had sent the redhead straight to lala land. So much so that she was still feeling some of the after effects even now.

This was still happening tho and for all intents and purposes even she couldn't give satisfactory answers in this position.

Yet the redhead twisted her body around on the cock, grimacing as her tiny womb was brutalized by twisting motion. But it was all for the sake of making Columbia feel good as well as ending up face to face with her. Lily steadied herself by wrapping her legs around the goddesses' back and leaned into her chest with front. This angle would gucmve Columbia more control over the thrusts and let her go even deeper.

"You meanie... What girl can talk politics when.... When there's a fat dick reshaping their womb???"

Columbia

"Nnnffh~" Columbia's dick twitched inside of Lily while she turned, tormented by the sweet pleasure of being squeezed by the demon's firey pussy. "That's what you're here to do, right? Surely one chosen byElizabeth to be a diplomat should be able to keep their cool while having sex."

She continued thrusting as she spoke, burying her dick inside of her womb over and over, pulling on her tail at the apex of each thrust. "Or is my dick just that good, too good for you to be able to handle it properly?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 20, 2020, 10:40:17 PM

Quote from: Aiden on September 10, 2020, 04:31:26 AM

Quote from: SINIB on September 09, 2020, 11:11:53 PM
Washington

The two lovers ordered their food, reclothed, and Washington moved to sit across from Serra. She looked serious, with a fire in her eyes. "So, when do you expect the senate to act?"

Serra

Serra had taken some time to straighten her clothes out too, and had surreptitiously applied disposable napkins to making sure there was no mess behind. After that though, eating a burger across from her girlfriend, the senator let out a sigh. "If we're lucky and everyone makes it through security? Later tonight. If not then first thing in the morning. I've already put out a call for a vote."

Her smile was not nice. "I think you'll like my proposal."

Washington

Even after their lovemaking session, Washington's feet were bare and at work teasing her lover's cock through its cloth coverings. She raised her eyebrow. "And what would that be?" She asked. "Do you think my other self will approve too?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on September 23, 2020, 03:24:19 AM

Quote from: SINIB on September 20, 2020, 10:40:17 PM

Washington

Even after their lovemaking session, Washington's feet were bare and at work teasing her lover's cock through its cloth coverings. She raised her eyebrow. "And what would that be?" She asked. "Do you think my other self will approve too?"

Serra

Once in a while the senator would nudge Washington's foot away, as if to chide her for being so eager again so quickly. Through it all Serra maintained the utmost composure and there was certainly not a hint of pink left to her cheeks. "W-Well, I believe she will concede to the validity of the process that leads to its approval."

She then stubbornly took another bite out of her burger, hiding about half of her face behind it.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 24, 2020, 09:04:41 PM

Quote from: Aiden on September 23, 2020, 03:24:19 AM

Quote from: SINIB on September 20, 2020, 10:40:17 PM
Washington

Even after their lovemaking session, Washington's feet were bare and at work teasing her lover's cock through its cloth coverings. She raised her eyebrow. "And what would that be?" She asked. "Do you think my other self will approve too?"

Serra

Once in a while the senator would nudge Washington's foot away, as if to chide her for being so eager again so quickly. Through it all Serra maintained the utmost composure and there was certainly not a hint of pink left to her cheeks. "W-Well, I believe she will concede to the validity of the process that leads to its approval."

She then stubbornly took another bite out of her burger, hiding about half of her face behind it.

Washington

"And what about me? What do you think I'll think about it?" She asked coyly.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 27, 2020, 03:37:57 PM

Columbia

Columbia continued pistoning her hips, holding Lily tight against her, spinning her around to bed her in different positions, and so on until she could feel the exhaustion of Enterprise's body creeping up upon her. Finally, she pulled out of the smaller woman and collapsed down upon the ruined couch alongside her.

She wiped a bead of cum off of Lily's cheek and sighed. "You were a pretty good fuck, Lily. I haven't had one like that in way too long."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on September 27, 2020, 08:20:23 PM

Quote from: SINIB on September 24, 2020, 09:04:41 PM

Washington

"And what about me? What do you think I'll think about it?" She asked coyly.

Serra

"Didn't you trust me when I said you'll love it?" Washington caught a glimpse of the senator' brow furrowing, of her lips pressing together behind her half-eaten cheeseburger, before she stubbornly took another bite and swallowed almost defiantly after just a few chews. Then she had to grasp at her drink and gulped the rest down. "Ahh... I thought you knew me better by now. When have I let you down?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on September 28, 2020, 04:13:37 AM

Lily

"Look at you already giving up..."

The redhead Succubi crawled up next to to the goddess as her skin tight suit reformed around her body. Lily noted with a bit of disspoontment that she hadn't gotten the overblown cum belly either, the goddess really had been all talak in the end.

" I'll just have to train little Enty's body to last longer hehe..." Her long tail waved happily behind her. The conyant pulling had been the worst part of this and she was finally free. "Or maybe I should be doing pounding, a goddess like you deserve the sweet care of a high class Succubi dicking..."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 29, 2020, 05:43:49 AM

Columbia

Columbia wrapped Lily's tail around her hand, playing gently with the heart-shaped tip, moving her thumb in a circular pattern. "I'd like that, but my cute little Enty's at her limit, and she doesn't like that part of her being used..." Columbia replied. She leaned in and pecked Lily on the cheek. "Maybe we can visit each other in dreams sometime~"

She curled up next to Lily and rubbed her silver-haired avatar against the eternally hot demoness. "Say, Lily, did you hear about that freak terrorist attack earlier today, where the pumpkins assaulted my cute little highschoolers?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 29, 2020, 04:32:16 PM

Quote from: Aiden on September 27, 2020, 08:20:23 PM

Quote from: SINIB on September 24, 2020, 09:04:41 PM
Washington

"And what about me? What do you think I'll think about it?" She asked coyly.

Serra

"Didn't you trust me when I said you'll love it?" Washington caught a glimpse of the senator' brow furrowing, of her lips pressing together behind her half-eaten cheeseburger, before she stubbornly took another bite and swallowed almost defiantly after just a few chews. Then she had to grasp at her drink and gulped the rest down. "Ahh... I thought you knew me better by now. When have I let you down?"

Washington

Her big toe came down hard upon Serra's prick. She pressed her toe against the base of her cock, and then ran it along the thick, veiny length. "Ahhh, but I'd like to know sooner. So I can prepare my troops and brief my commanders upon the situation."

Her eyes sparkled with Columbia's brilliance, enough to send shivers down the spine of any devout believer. "Come on, tell me, tell me!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on September 29, 2020, 06:31:28 PM

Lily

"Dreams ahh huh...." Lily relaxed into the embrace while the massage of the tip of her tail sent pleasurable shocks down her spine. It was almost better than the sex had been, and the Succubi begun rubbing her legs unintentionally.

That's why she almost missed the mention of the attack but only almost. "That attack hmm... Going by my gut feeling it's fake. It was too organized to be a random drunken assault yet the target made no tactical sense, and the complete lack of contingency plans after the initial assault failed is astounding for something that on the surface looks like a highly coordinated assault from the very top."

Lily sat up and gazed directly at the goddess. "I think it was staged by someone on the Columbian side, if you look at the target it would hold barely no tactical benefit from the perspective of the Halloweeners but from your side's persepctive it enrages the population and makes it easier to propose a more decisive counter attack."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 29, 2020, 07:36:26 PM

Quote from: Bern on September 29, 2020, 06:31:28 PM

Lily

"Dreams ahh huh...." Lily relaxed into the embrace while the massage of the tip of her tail sent pleasurable shocks down her spine. It was almost better than the sex had been, and the Succubi begun rubbing her legs unintentionally.

That's why she almost missed the mention of the attack but only almost. "That attack hmm... Going by my gut feeling it's fake. It was too organized to be a random drunken assault yet the target made no tactical sense, and the complete lack of contingency plans after the initial assault failed is astounding for something that on the surface looks like a highly coordinated assault from the very top."

Lily sat up and gazed directly at the goddess. "I think it was staged by someone on the Columbian side, if you look at the target it would hold barely no tactical benefit from the perspective of the Halloweeners but from your side's persepctive it enrages the population and makes it easier to propose a more decisive counter attack."

Columbia

Columbia grabbed the heart of Lily's tail with her thumb and index finger and swirled them aroud in opposing circles on either side of the tip. She was honestly curious just how far she could take Lily just with this. "Mmm, who can say? Perhaps it was supposed to be revenge for a perceived slight. As much as they rage about the racism of the humans, they hold many biases of their own."

Columbia frowned, and stared directly back into Lily's eyes. "Regardless, there are factions within the legislature who wish to exact revenge. And it seems a paramilitary group has just attempted to exact it on their own terms."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on September 30, 2020, 06:10:24 PM

Lily

Lily shivered and the pleasure built up, she was going to cum at this rate and it would be bigger than any climax she'd had so far. Having her tail massaged with this much care easily surpassed the pleasure she derived from mediocre sex and she wasn't about to let that go unheard.

"That... That's the spot... You should inform everyone that any good girl they hire should be rewarded... Like this, it feels soooo good." Her breathing had gotten heavier.

"Hmm hmm..." Lily basked in the massage a bit longer before she responded to what Clumbia had said. "... Do you want my help with it? I know I don't look like it but I'm really good at fighting too..."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on October 01, 2020, 02:59:00 AM

Quote from: SINIB on September 29, 2020, 04:32:16 PM

Quote from: Aiden on September 27, 2020, 08:20:23 PM
Quote from: SINIB on September 24, 2020, 09:04:41 PM
Washington

"And what about me? What do you think I'll think about it?" She asked coyly.

Serra

"Didn't you trust me when I said you'll love it?" Washington caught a glimpse of the senator' brow furrowing, of her lips pressing together behind her half-eaten cheeseburger, before she stubbornly took another bite and swallowed almost defiantly after just a few chews. Then she had to grasp at her drink and gulped the rest down. "Ahh... I thought you knew me better by now. When have I let you down?"

Washington

Her big toe came down hard upon Serra's prick. She pressed her toe against the base of her cock, and then ran it along the thick, veiny length. "Ahhh, but I'd like to know sooner. So I can prepare my troops and brief my commanders upon the situation."

Her eyes sparkled with Columbia's brilliance, enough to send shivers down the spine of any devout believer. "Come on, tell me, tell me!"

Serra

Serra breathed in sharply through her nose, and then with visible reluctance in her eyes reached down under the table to grasp at Washington's foot to stop her diabolical methods! "Y-You know we can't talk about that in a place like this." She gave the goddess a playful (chiding?) tug by the toes. "Who knows who could be watching?"

This time there was no burger to hide the hint of a pout, even as she looked up at Washington from her spot leaning down. "It's always the watching with you."

But then, she sighs, and reaches into one of her pockets to pull out a pen. Terrible things happened to a nearby napkin, and Serra's atrocious drawing skills were put on display for all to see.

She passed the napkin off to Washington. "There. Best I can safely share with you. Be grateful!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on October 02, 2020, 02:49:41 AM

Quote from: Bern on September 30, 2020, 06:10:24 PM

Lily

Lily shivered and the pleasure built up, she was going to cum at this rate and it would be bigger than any climax she'd had so far. Having her tail massaged with this much care easily surpassed the pleasure she derived from mediocre sex and she wasn't about to let that go unheard.

"That... That's the spot... You should inform everyone that any good girl they hire should be rewarded... Like this, it feels soooo good." Her breathing had gotten heavier.

"Hmm hmm..." Lily basked in the massage a bit longer before she responded to what Clumbia had said. "... Do you want my help with it? I know I don't look like it but I'm really good at fighting too..."

Columbia

Columbia brought her other hand to the base of Lily's tail, and while she continued her massage, began to stroke the base of Lily's tail. "Hmmmm... Not right now, no." Columbia replied. "I don't think we'll need you to fight our battles for us. I'm more concerned with what your father thinks about all of this, Lily~"

Enterprise's eyes glimmered, and she stared right into Lily's eyes. "I'll cut right to the chase. Are you with us, or against us? That's the precondition for our alliance."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on October 03, 2020, 11:57:05 PM

Lily

"Mhm...." Her tail withdrew from Liz's grip as the redhead's expression turned more serious.

"That would depend on whatever your nation does Goddess, We uphold our deals but we're not supporting anyone going on an unhinged aggression spree. No one important cares about Halloween Town, but if this kind of 'incident' were to happen to someplace more central, you shouldn't count on us to rush to your aid like a flock of sheep..."

"We will not be taken advantage off by subversive jingoistic factions within your fold. Is that clear?" Her own pressure flared up, piercing the goddess with the fury of an awoken dragon.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on October 04, 2020, 12:07:00 AM

Quote from: Bern on October 03, 2020, 11:57:05 PM

Lily

"Mhm...." Her tail withdrew from Liz's grip as the redhead's expression turned more serious.

"That would depend on whatever your nation does Goddess, We uphold our deals but we're not supporting anyone going on an unhinged aggression spree. No one important cares about Halloween Town, but if this kind of 'incident' were to happen to someplace more central, you shouldn't count on us to rush to your aid like a flock of sheep..."

"We will not be taken advantage off by subversive jingoistic factions within your fold. Is that clear?" Her own pressure flared up, piercing the goddess with the fury of an awoken dragon.

Columbia

Columbia crossed her legs, and a faint silvery aura flared up in response. An eagle erupted into existence, and with a tremendous caw, it landed atop Columbia's shoulder and stared directly into the mouth of the dragon. "Of course not. Now is now, and the future is beyond us. I wouldn't dare to assume your support without visiting Elizabeth first."

She reached up and suddenly flicked Lily's forehead. "If this is a treaty of friendship, then it deserves a toast." With a flash of divine power, a bottle of champagne apperated into existance along with two wine glasses. She poured each of them a glass with a flourish, and offered Lily one. "To Elizabeth."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on October 04, 2020, 12:59:25 AM

Lily

Lily gave the glass of champagne and then tipped the glass over and poured the contents outs on the floor. Her gaze hadn't faltered on the slightest. She was still staring at the goddess with the same intensity as before, no if anything it spared even higher.

"You have a problem. There's currently an private armed force waging war on another stage in the name of Columbia and they don't even have the approval of the senate or you... DON'T YOU SEE HOW THATS A PROBLEM?? PRIVATE MERCENARIES CAN EMPOWER THEMSELVES TO REPRESENT THE PEOPLE, HOW IS THAT FREEDOM??? "

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on October 06, 2020, 05:02:16 AM

Columbia

Columbia caught Lily's hand and stared at her with an intensive glare. "And what am I supposed to do about that, brat?" Her eyes gleamed like the finest silver, and her golden form seemed to shimmer behind her body. "A private group reacted to create more trouble. They're completely unassociated with the state, and I had no knowledge of their actions until it was alreafy underway."

She tightened her grip on Lily's wrist. "I don't need you telling me how I need to govern my nation."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on October 07, 2020, 05:53:34 PM

Lily

"And what makes you think any of that matter?" Lily's temper didn't falter, no it was still like smouldering flame, under control but still very much there. "In the eyes of the world your nation just declared war on them. Save your excuses for the sycophants but I'm not here to mince my words. If you don't respond to this action, you'll legitimize them and they'll feel emboldened to take further actions.

The redhead slipped onto her lap like it was the most natural thing to do, and the intensity behind her gaze faded. "Advising you is part of my job too, I guess
I could pretend to be a bimbo but that would cheat you out of the deal you signed. But I'm sorry for my tone just now.... rubbing my tail like that, it really riled me up..."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on October 07, 2020, 09:27:32 PM

Columbia

"In the eyes of the world, this can easily be spun as a tit-for-tat situation. We were attacked, and some extremists returned fire. It's hardly as dangerous a situation as you're making it out to be." Columbia retorted. She suddenly tackled Lily back against the couch, looming over the smaller woman. "I have far too many sycophants whom I have to ignore on a daily basis-women such as you are welcome and highly favored in my administration. Keeping your cool and being able to give me rational advice without insulting me in the process is something you'll have to work on."

She brushed a firey lock off of Lily's forehead. "Come meet me in the presidential palace. Enty's getting tired, and I'd enjoy speaking with you more personally." She kissed her one more time before letting her up and walking her avatar over to a reclier to rest. She gave Lily one more wave before laying down onto it and collapsing into a deep sleep, the eagle standing watch over its master.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on October 07, 2020, 09:46:00 PM

Lily

"Geez... Telling me of all people to keep my cool.." Lily shook her head ad got u LP to leave, before she left though she made sure to grab the stack of contracts.it would be better if they were stored at the presidential contract and she should hand them over personally.

She decided against flying though as that would probably draw way too much attention to herself, her bright red hair and her aura was already made her stand out, no need to add any more to it.

After a while she found her way to the extravagant looking presidential palace and rang the bell, it certainly didn't match the rest of the architecture she'd seen here and looked like it came from an older time.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on October 07, 2020, 11:57:47 PM

Columbia

A young woman wearing a toga opened the door for Lily before she finished walking up the colossal steps. She had brilliant purple eyes that accented her long flowing hair which hung all the way down to her knees. While her figure was obscured by the loose robes, Lily could tell that through her nature as a succubus that she had a supple and athletic figure with a toned butt and a small chest. She practically radiated divine power, linked so closely with Columbia herself.

The priestess lowered her head a tad, and Lily could feel the woman's interest in her-as the succubus who seemed to have charmed even their goddess, suspicion from her motives regarding her secret dealings with their goddess, as well as her own unadulterated lust. Her eyes quickly ran over Lily's body for a few scant moments which would only be detectable by a trained warrior. "My Goddess has been waiting for you-my name is Mary, Lily. It's good to meet you."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on October 08, 2020, 02:08:28 PM

Lily

Lily absentmindedly looked around but didn't really take anything in. The architectural style here wasn't all that interesting to her, and the girl who greeted her while showing some interest in the redhead was for most parts plain and Lily figured out she was overall insignificant.

"It's quite alright too look as much as you want Mary, my kind sustains itself on the desires of others after all... Touching may come with a bit a bit of a fee though...Or so I'd usually say but I am actually in quite a hurry here, I'm carrying some very sensitive documents meant for your Goddess. I have feeling we'll be seeing a lot of each other though since I'm the new ambassador."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on October 09, 2020, 01:43:56 AM

Mary

Mary smiled, taking Lily by the hand and leading her inside the building. "So it's true? My goddess has been negotiating with your kind?" She asked her-the building radiated divine power, as if she were inside the womb of Columbia herself. It seeped into her pores, filling her with a sense of freedom, as if she could do anything.

After a few steps, she felt a hand suddenly sink into her buttocks. "You may hand me those files-thank you for bringing them to me." Columbia materialized in a flash of golden particles, suddenly standing next to Lily. "Yes, it is true, Mary." She replied for Lily.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on October 10, 2020, 07:12:49 PM

Lily

"Mhm hmm.." Lily nodded in agreement and handed the files over "And we're Succubi, I'd hope you can refrain from comments like 'your kind' in the future. Our girls might like sex and act like sex starved sluts, but that doesn't mean they don't have feelings. And we're actually doing you all a favor you know, the talk about us relieving stress isn't just a sex rush, we feed on negativity and cleanse it...."

The redhead spoke with clear conviction even as her butt was being groped by the goddess, which she didn't ignore completely mind you. Lily pushed back against the naughty hand and even leaned forward slightly to really push her ass out. "This welcoming is a but lackluster though, are you trying to downplay my status Columbia?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on October 10, 2020, 09:20:17 PM

Quote from: Bern on October 10, 2020, 07:12:49 PM

Lily

"Mhm hmm.." Lily nodded in agreement and handed the files over "And we're Succubi, I'd hope you can refrain from comments like 'your kind' in the future. Our girls might like sex and act like sex starved sluts, but that doesn't mean they don't have feelings. And we're actually doing you all a favor you know, the talk about us relieving stress isn't just a sex rush, we feed on negativity and cleanse it...."

The redhead spoke with clear conviction even as her butt was being groped by the goddess, which she didn't ignore completely mind you. Lily pushed back against the naughty hand and even leaned forward slightly to really push her ass out. "This welcoming is a but lackluster though, are you trying to downplay my status Columbia?"

Columbia and Mary

Columbia's blond attendant's cheeks flushed-both in embarrassment as well as in arousal at seeing her goddess so brazenly manhandle the succubus. She took a deep breath, falling into Columbia's soft embrace around her mind, drawing upon her faith in her goddess to calm herself.

"I'm sorry-I didn't mean it that way, Miss Lily." She replied. "It wasn't my intent to offend. I guess I have a lot to learn, since we're becoming allies."

Columbia grabbed onto Lily's ass and lifted her up into her arms, carrying her like a princess. "We don't have pomp and ceremony for negotiated meetings here, Lily. We typically wait to host parties for official events."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on October 12, 2020, 01:37:33 AM

Lily

"Hey let me down, I'm a warrior not some hapless maiden!" Lily complained as the goddess picked her up in the most embarrassing way.

"And parties you say... Don't be surprised if those devolve into orgies from now one, restraining our aura can be pretty hard when it's for long periods....So are we gonna negotiate Jess or do you have more needs I can take care off?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on October 12, 2020, 10:56:43 PM

Quote from: Bern on October 12, 2020, 01:37:33 AM

Lily

"Hey let me down, I'm a warrior not some hapless maiden!" Lily complained as the goddess picked her up in the most embarrassing way.

"And parties you say... Don't be surprised if those devolve into orgies from now one, restraining our aura can be pretty hard when it's for long periods....So are we gonna negotiate Jess or do you have more needs I can take care off?"

Columbia

"But you're so cute when you're up in my arms like this! Isn't this just another part of your job?" Columbia laughed. "I'm sure we'll be able to negotiate just fine, Lily. I'm not a sex-crazed fiend like you." She lead Lily without any further adu to her shrine, opening the doors with a thought.

Leave us. Columbia ordered her follower with a gentle voice. She nodded, and turned away to leave Columbia to whatever it was planned to be done. It wasn't her job to question her goddess-that fell to other people.

Columbia pulled Lily inside, and the doors instantly slammed shut and latched behind them. The goddess finally let Lily down and leaned back with her arms over her head, stretching her muscles. "So, Lily-to confirm, your advice is strictly confidential? I need you to be able to speak candidly with you, without worrying about whether Elizabeth is listening in and using you to spy on me."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: YOLF on October 18, 2020, 04:27:41 PM

Jiral Outskirts, early morning

At the Northeast boundary of historical Columbian expansionism, where its spirit grew blurry and the roads wider to acccomodate the convoys that once ran the length of the goddess's state, there was a mostly defunct industrial center. The refinaries no longer blew as thickly, the rumble of production distant, and large lots bare entirely of anything but ruins. Before the secession of the Columbian splinters, a great deal of non-human and monstrous humanoids made up the brunt of the manpower. When Jiral wrote its constitution, the acclaim of the workers became an eyesore and a source of enmity. The portion of the local economy they embodied could not endure the conflicts that erupted - too thin at the time, the armed forces could not subjugate these people before the majority found asylum in Halloween Town, and too aggressive to compromise, part of the facilities were themselves demolished by the retaliation of the so-called monsters.

One particular, L-shaped factory had been unused for years, but in a matter of days, new activity had sprung up, and countless sounds could be heard inside. Brass tumbled and clattered, trumpets and keys sang in perfectly calibrated dissonance, and a foundry roared tirelessly. No humans manned these things for now, for they interacted with each other only according to their written directives.

The inner walls had been stripped of metal, exposing the steaming guts of the building, replacing tight and tall corridors with open halls where workstations zealously overlooked one another and instruments dangled from the forest of rafters and support beams above, except where one part of the machines, grown on the old skeleton like fungus over an ancient tree, required the isolation or the security. The first floor had been remodeled as such, and below it that science of an old world never meant to live again stretched like roots, in chambers that could never be mistaken for industry of this age.

In the second floor, which overlay only a part of the factory, there lay new repositories of data, storage units, and experiment benches, each in a room behind a sealed door. At the very depths, what might have once been the heart of administration, he languished, cast dimly from every direction in the brighteness of many monitors and old structural illumination.

Longirsu, the World Orchestrator

"There is no discussion to have", the man said, clicking his tongue at a small speaker on the desk. "My units will be there as battery forces, and you will funnel your contacts to deliver the alloys we discussed."

He did not wait for a response before willing the line to turn off, and swung in his chair towards the streams of information in the monitors. He was impeccably dressed, something between a military official and an engineer, hands wearing gloves highlighted with circuitry, but the pallor of his face and the curly mess of his hair did not speak of any attention to grooming.

When Longirsu reached for the cup on the tray behind him, he found it cold and empty. A sigh escaped.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Umbra of Chaos on October 18, 2020, 07:32:21 PM

Galatea

Almost as if on cue, black hands poured hot tea into the cup. There was a sort of harmony in the motion. He was disappointed still that the cup was first empty, and yet it was not the irritation of being without drink either. There was just a mild jolt of dissatisfaction before Galatea worked to fulfill that need. As was expected of her. She rested kettle back onto the try before bowing her head at the much taller man. The first things to come out of her mouth were soothing, gentle chirps and the rustling of leaves and branches in the wind. A common refrain from when her creator was younger, and one of the few sounds that soothed him even if for a tad. Then she gestured towards the monitors.

A map of the Nexus flickered into view with several points of interest marked. "Master Longirsu, the construction of the advanced Terrortech units is still in progress. I have finished utilizing the Lance and Shield to produce the bulk. With those complete, I have isolated several of the notable power signatures within this world. The Jirali statements on the reactor in Columbia should be considered broadly correct. It is a high yield power source more than capable of advancing your interests. The area known as the Citadel contains a controlled magical warp. Comparing it to your simulations on the World Ark, it is most likely a sustained dimensional tear. The other sources seem to be individuals going by their mobility, fluctuations, and relative speed. Utilizing them as raw material would be difficult if they are capable of wielding that power and are not simply containers or generators."

She paused for a moment then as a shambling brass skeleton that looked as if it had been entangled with a pair of cymbals and drums tottered over, handing her a brush. Then Galatea began to run it through Longirsu's long hair, undoing the knots that his neglect caused. "In terms of static resources, supporting Jiral's bid towards Columbia may be the most effective in the long term. Violence is inescapable between these factions, but if Columbia is sufficiently weakened the power plant could be taken. Alternatively, you could create a mechanism to harness the reactor beforehand and have it moved there to immediately make use of it, Master Longirsu."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: YOLF on October 19, 2020, 03:00:18 PM

Longirsu

As it always did, his spine tensed like hot coals had touched it before the resistance gave way to the care of his most advanced creation. Like this, he could easily think of himself in another time and another place, when things were simpler, when the future was bleak but hope yet lived for him.

The reports were more important. Longirsu brought the tea up to his lips and sipped, comforted by the sensation that returned to his cold lips. "If the costs to securing the whole structure outweigh our progress, then the plant is not a priority," he said, droning on monotonously. "There are many unpredictable factors among the population of the Nexus. The margin of error to move on Columbia is large. Keep our disposable production flowing to Jiral and let them paw at each other for now."

Worn eyes scanned the remaining reports that flashed through the display at speeds much higher than human sight could track.

"The Citadel's source seems too stable to have been responsible for our incursion. But I must appraise it myself. If our planet had the World Legacies, this... bizarre confluence of realms and laws must have its own lynchpins." His jaw clenched and his shadowed eyes narrowed. "We must find them, Ib. If I cannot decipher the sacred gears, perhaps another world and its miracles will prove more cooperative."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on October 20, 2020, 12:11:53 AM

Lily

Snap.

Her black tail cut through the air with a loud whip like sound as she turned to the Goddess with not just a small amount of apparent irritation.

"Excuse me but I'm practically celibate compared to some of my sisters..." The temperature had flared up for a moment but the heat wave dissipated quickly. "And Liz always listens, except when she's getting dicked hard and that doesn't happen often from what I've heard."

Snap.

"And as her daughter the connection is more solid than for regular Succubi, so the chance is pretty slim."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Umbra of Chaos on October 20, 2020, 10:16:09 PM

Galatea

She nodded her head deeply and slowly enough it could be considered a bow, her had tilted down at a sharp angle. "Your will be done, Master Longirsu. But as cursory searches of this world's interconnected database has shown and my power readings indicate, the Citadel is jealously guarded by several squabbling factions. And even if you were to seize control over it... we do not currently have a schematic that could monopolize that degree of energy. Even the Grand Orchestra's mechanisms could not utilize it all, even if it leveled the entire district in its cacophony." Galatea dipped he head again, quicker this time.

"I do not question your wisdom, Master Longirsu. But there do seem to be numerous risks and an inability to capitalize on our gains even if we sought to only examine the heart of this phenomena. Perhaps an individual actor would be more fitting? You could also release the Knightmares... if a greater level of violence is needed to escalate our gains."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: YOLF on October 21, 2020, 03:23:26 AM

Longirsu

An undefinable ache clouded the facets of Longirsu's face when he twisted his neck to glance at his creation. He pondered the innocuous, thoughtful considerations she had proposed like a man walking across the plank sought an escape. Or as a parent sought a lie in a child, only to easily relent.

"The Knightmares will be in standby, for now," he answered.

Swinging back towards the displays, his attention fell from the readings of the permanent sites to the observations on the mobile powersources that Galatea had observed. If Longirsu had something as the rift at the Citadel's core at his disposal, he knew would guard it jealously and zealously, and use it to its utmost. It was foolish to not assume that they had harnessed the energy there to create defenses of proportional threat.

The master of the Terror Orchestra reached for his tea and gulped down several mouthfuls of it. His breath became, momentarily, misty with heat. "I will think of the individual approach. What else were you able to assess of these distinct, mobile power sources?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Umbra of Chaos on October 21, 2020, 03:38:05 PM

Galatea

"Not much can be assessed at this stage, Master Longirsu. Several of these entities make use of what we would identify as mana, but others seem to utilize currently unclassified energies. Further study would be required before total comprehension is achieved." Galatea's eyes open for the first time, a pale blue light filling the room as she does so. "Direct reconnaissance is advised in the current situation. Current resource projections indicate an inability to attain widespread coverage of the area, and this world has not been segregated into the tribes which dominated the previous world. Information will be most efficiently gathered directly."

And yet, despite the seriousness of her tone and their topic, she continued with her brushing. When she was finished, dexterous fingers began to form small braids within his hair. Almost playfully. "The situation within Jiral is currently stable enough that it does not require direct intervention. An aggressive approach for the rest of this world appears necessary."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: YOLF on October 22, 2020, 04:06:49 AM

Longirsu

He sighed. By the burden reflected in his eyes, it was as if the idea of venturing out was the greatest annoyance the world could have conjured for him. Longirsu leaned back on his chair, giving Ib's fingers easier access to his locks.

"When you're done, prepare scouting units for deployment," he said.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on October 22, 2020, 05:07:40 PM

Quote from: Aiden on October 01, 2020, 02:59:00 AM

Serra

"Didn't you trust me when I said you'll love it?" Washington caught a glimpse of the senator' brow furrowing, of her lips pressing together behind her half-eaten cheeseburger, before she stubbornly took another bite and swallowed almost defiantly after just a few chews. Then she had to grasp at her drink and gulped the rest down. "Ahh... I thought you knew me better by now. When have I let you down?"

Washington

Her big toe came down hard upon Serra's prick. She pressed her toe against the base of her cock, and then ran it along the thick, veiny length. "Ahhh, but I'd like to know sooner. So I can prepare my troops and brief my commanders upon the situation."

Her eyes sparkled with Columbia's brilliance, enough to send shivers down the spine of any devout believer. "Come on, tell me, tell me!"

Serra

Serra breathed in sharply through her nose, and then with visible reluctance in her eyes reached down under the table to grasp at Washington's foot to stop her diabolical methods! "Y-You know we can't talk about that in a place like this." She gave the goddess a playful (chiding?) tug by the toes. "Who knows who could be watching?"

This time there was no burger to hide the hint of a pout, even as she looked up at Washington from her spot leaning down. "It's always the watching with you."

But then, she sighs, and reaches into one of her pockets to pull out a pen. Terrible things happened to a nearby napkin, and Serra's atrocious drawing skills were put on display for all to see.

She passed the napkin off to Washington. "There. Best I can safely share with you. Be grateful!"

Washington

"I see, so that's your plan..."

Washington didn't sound particularly happy, and her finger trailed over the part of the barely-legible map which represented Dunham. Her feelings on the matter were not public knowledge, and not even Serra would have been able to know about her quarrel with the goddess which had left her in this quagmire. "Mmmm..."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on October 22, 2020, 05:15:38 PM

Serra

The young politician's eyes narrowed slightly as she appeared to take in Washington's obvious cues. After a moment she reached back over the table with her pen, and scribbled over the line going into the district of Dunham. "You're right, of course - there's little reason to provoke two renegades at once when we'll have our hands full with just the one."

Serra nodded firmly, trying to catch her girlfriend's eyes with her own on this.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on October 22, 2020, 09:27:51 PM

Quote from: Bern on October 20, 2020, 12:11:53 AM

Lily

Snap.

Her black tail cut through the air with a loud whip like sound as she turned to the Goddess with not just a small amount of apparent irritation.

"Excuse me but I'm practically celibate compared to some of my sisters..." The temperature had flared up for a moment but the heat wave dissipated quickly. "And Liz always listens, except when she's getting dicked hard and that doesn't happen often from what I've heard."

Snap.

"And as her daughter the connection is more solid than for regular Succubi, so the chance is pretty slim."

Columbia

"Hahaha! Ah, this is refreshing!" She kicked her legs and leaned back, stretching her arms lazily above her head. "Well, I was just curious about what sorts of things I could discuss with you, anyway." She snapped her fingers, and the images of two women immediately appeared. One was a short, white-haired women with a foul look on her face, and the other was of a tall armored blond who glared defiently at Lily. "How much do you know about the rebellious eastern counties to the east, Lily?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on October 22, 2020, 09:32:50 PM

Quote from: Aiden on October 22, 2020, 05:15:38 PM

Serra

The young politician's eyes narrowed slightly as she appeared to take in Washington's obvious cues. After a moment she reached back over the table with her pen, and scribbled over the line going into the district of Dunham. "You're right, of course - there's little reason to provoke two renegades at once when we'll have our hands full with just the one."

Serra nodded firmly, trying to catch her girlfriend's eyes with her own on this.

Washington

"Hmmmm..." Washington grunted incomprehensibly, caught up in thoughts of the past, before the civil war. She frowned, and wished she had someone to talk to about her youth. Her sisters had all run away or died, leaving her alone. Enty was young and cute, innocent-she lacked the personal experience of it all.

"Yeah, that makes sense..."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on October 22, 2020, 10:08:00 PM

Serra

For a moment the purple-haired congresswoman appeared at a loss, blinking several times like a shutter over equally purple irises. Then slowly, hesitantly, she reached back out with her hand to take hold of Washington's own. Her face turned the slightest bit pink. "Well, when you are ready to tell me what is really bothering you I'll be here."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on October 23, 2020, 04:19:15 AM

Quote from: SINIB on October 22, 2020, 09:27:51 PM

Columbia

"Hahaha! Ah, this is refreshing!" She kicked her legs and leaned back, stretching her arms lazily above her head. "Well, I was just curious about what sorts of things I could discuss with you, anyway." She snapped her fingers, and the images of two women immediately appeared. One was a short, white-haired women with a foul look on her face, and the other was of a tall armored blond who glared defiently at Lily. "How much do you know about the rebellious eastern counties to the east, Lily?"

Lily

"Just discuss whatever, I don't really care about spying on you anyway, you're so easy to read it wouldn't even be needed anyway. Now then..." Lily stepped closer to have a better look at the images Columbia was showing. "Those two hmm..." She was pausing on purpose, the redhead already knew who they were, but this might make the goddess think she gained all this knowledge from analyzing their looks.

"They're rogue avatars of yours aren't they? With conflicting extreme ideologies. I reckon they're stealing potential believers from you to feed their own divinity. Oh right the taller one is a boring prude fundamentalist and the shorter one is a running a disgusting slave empire. Why?.... Do you want me to take them out?""

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on October 23, 2020, 04:44:07 PM

Quote from: Aiden on October 22, 2020, 10:08:00 PM

Serra

For a moment the purple-haired congresswoman appeared at a loss, blinking several times like a shutter over equally purple irises. Then slowly, hesitantly, she reached back out with her hand to take hold of Washington's own. Her face turned the slightest bit pink. "Well, when you are ready to tell me what is really bothering you I'll be here."

Washington

The blond's bare feet rested gently upon Serrulata's lap, and she crossed her legs. The much taller woman chuckled a bit and shook her head. "You wouldn't be interested in that ancient history." She replied with a dismissive wave of her hand. "Both of us have secrets they would rather keep from the other."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on October 23, 2020, 06:25:34 PM

Quote from: Bern on October 23, 2020, 04:19:15 AM

Lily

"Just discuss whatever, I don't really care about spying on you anyway, you're so easy to read it wouldn't even be needed anyway. Now then..." Lily stepped closer to have a better look at the images Columbia was showing. "Those two hmm..." She was pausing on purpose, the redhead already knew who they were, but this might make the goddess think she gained all this knowledge from analyzing their looks.

"They're rogue avatars of yours aren't they? With conflicting extreme ideologies. I reckon they're stealing potential believers from you to feed their own divinity. Oh right the taller one is a boring prude fundamentalist and the shorter one is a running a disgusting slave empire. Why?.... Do you want me to take them out?""

Columbia

The goddess didn't really look as if she were paying much attention to Lily. She continued lazily lounging around, barely even looking at Lily while she talked and examined her holograms, and even kicked off her body's shoes, tossing them into a heap near the door like a slob.

However, it was a farce. She watched Lily from every angle through her mind's eye, zooming in on her every movement without missing even the smallest detail. After a few moments, she saw through Lily's attempt at deception and chuckled to herself internally.

How cute that she thought such a simple deception would be enough to fool her. "It sounds like you've got the gist of it. They're both real thorns in my side, and the threats need to be neutralized. However, one thing-I want the tall blond one captured, though. Not destroyed. Do not kill her."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on October 24, 2020, 02:15:27 PM

Quote from: SINIB on October 23, 2020, 04:44:07 PM

Washington

The blond's bare feet rested gently upon Serrulata's lap, and she crossed her legs. The much taller woman chuckled a bit and shook her head. "You wouldn't be interested in that ancient history." She replied with a dismissive wave of her hand. "Both of us have secrets they would rather keep from the other."

Serra

"I think you would be surprised on that point." But, moving her hands down below the table to start rubbing at Washington's feet where they rested, the senator all but pouted at her. "Stubborn goddess. I think we should put this up to a vote! Foot one and two get to be the tie breakers."

Her fingers slide between Wash's toes.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Umbra of Chaos on October 25, 2020, 12:59:05 AM

Balius
Nexus Time: 8:00PM

In a dusty room, a corpse stirred. A rich flavor had been poured into its mouth. The sanguine offering brought warmth back to its body, the sweet taste of life coaxing an inexorable beat from an ancient heart. Balius' eyes opened, and he beheld a room that was not so different then the one he had left. It had not been very long at all, even. He had not ordered this room be kept untouched. The loving touch seen in the handmade furniture, the untouched sheets of a bed for two, these were all things that should have been cleaned as he dreamed in torpor. Only in the first few weeks would such a thing, a cautionary measure taken as the blood in his veins slowly ceased to stir. To be awakened now...

From his ornate chair, his eyes looked down upon the vampire prostrating itself before to him. It was a bat-like creature that had been twisted and blessed with intelligence and a form more befitting of man. Such a drastic change for a small application of blood, he saved such a thing for only the most devoted or frail of his familiars. "I was not to be roused from torpor for at least a few years. I had chosen this place to rest for the peace it boasted, the prosperity it pursued. What has happened?"

And so it spoke of an attack. Of threats to this land's security. Of... whispers. A vague sense of discontent. Fuel that could be turned to fire. Balius turned his gaze from the servant and looked beyond it straight ahead, his eyes piercing the fog of memory rather than the lens of a scrying portal. "War," he rumbled. "You fear that there may be war. Or at least prelude to it. To rise or the sake of such a thing, I almost wish that I could rest forever."

He rose without complication. There was no cracking of ancient bones. His body was limber, flush with life after his meal. Balius' hands brushed the lingering dust from his form as his servant moved forward to open the door. "I will assess the situation. As always, we must act for the sake of peace. The use of power for violence is the last resort. But you said this attack was done by... pumpkin creatures? I had designs for that town which they are said to originate from. Requisition one for my sake. There are experiments that must take place before my arguments can be made." He strode forth through this manor filled with memories. When he exited he breathed in the cool night air, and he could barely see the foreign stars above that hung in skies.

To stamp out the embers of war before they could ignite. If there was anything this long life was for the sake of anything, it was this. For those who were too young to know its cost.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on October 25, 2020, 01:57:32 AM

Quote from: SINIB on October 23, 2020, 06:25:34 PM

Columbia

The goddess didn't really look as if she were paying much attention to Lily. She continued lazily lounging around, barely even looking at Lily while she talked and examined her holograms, and even kicked off her body's shoes, tossing them into a heap near the door like a slob.

However, it was a farce. She watched Lily from every angle through her mind's eye, zooming in on her every movement without missing even the smallest detail. After a few moments, she saw through Lily's attempt at deception and chuckled to herself internally.

How cute that she thought such a simple deception would be enough to fool her. "It sounds like you've got the gist of it. They're both real thorns in my side, and the threats need to be neutralized. However, one thing-I want the tall blond one captured, though. Not destroyed. Do not kill her."

Lily

"So you're okay with me burning down that District? Lily glanced over at the shorter one as she asked her question to make the meaning clear. Killing a goddess would take extraordinary work, especially one that was so tied to their believers, who knew if there was some weird ressurection ritual in place, better to just stamp out all the followers to leave no lose ends. It's gonna take a while if you want me to do both... Who would you like dealt with first?"

Lily turned to look at Goddess with no hint of deception although she looked quite eager now, the redhead was quite bloodthirsty herself and was hoping she would be allowed to cut lose on them.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on October 25, 2020, 06:33:38 PM

Quote from: Bern on October 25, 2020, 01:57:32 AM

Lily

"So you're okay with me burning down that District? Lily glanced over at the shorter one as she asked her question to make the meaning clear. Killing a goddess would take extraordinary work, especially one that was so tied to their believers, who knew if there was some weird ressurection ritual in place, better to just stamp out all the followers to leave no lose ends. It's gonna take a while if you want me to do both... Who would you like dealt with first?"

Lily turned to look at Goddess with no hint of deception although she looked quite eager now, the redhead was quite bloodthirsty herself and was hoping she would be allowed to cut lose on them.

Columbia

"Nnnnn..." Columbia grunted and bit her lip, finally sitting up and looking serious for the first time since they'd moved into this private room. "My feelings on them are, well..." She clicked her tongue and looked down just a hair. "It's complicated. They're my people, as foolish, misguided and evil as they've become. I don't feel right just consigning all of them to death." She finally replied with a pained shake of her head. Even as she said these words, her face contorted as she thought about the destruction they'd wroght upon her cute little Paulette... However, it was her own failures which had created this sorrowful situation.

"I would rather you bring me Americana. She can as of yet be saved, and she's a powerful foe." She replied after a few long moments considering that which Serra had just shown Washington. "I'm formulating my own plans to bring final destruction to their false goddess."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on October 25, 2020, 06:38:37 PM

Quote from: Aiden on October 24, 2020, 02:15:27 PM

Serra

"I think you would be surprised on that point." But, moving her hands down below the table to start rubbing at Washington's feet where they rested, the senator all but pouted at her. "Stubborn goddess. I think we should put this up to a vote! Foot one and two get to be the tie breakers."

Her fingers slide between Wash's toes.

Washington

"Ah!" She suddenly cried out as her boyfriend's soft fingers locked in between her toes. "What are you doing!" She cried out. Washington puffed her cheeks out and began to laugh. "You jerk, interrupting me while I was busy sulking."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on October 25, 2020, 09:53:40 PM

Lily

"Oh if that's all I be heading out then.."

Lily suddenly turned around and confidently strutted over to towards the exit. "See you... I got a hot blonde to molest- I mean bring into custody.... See ya!" She waved as she passed the door and begun heading in the direction of Dunham.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on October 26, 2020, 12:59:56 AM

Quote from: SINIB on October 25, 2020, 06:38:37 PM

Washington

"Ah!" She suddenly cried out as her boyfriend's soft fingers locked in between her toes. "What are you doing!" She cried out. Washington puffed her cheeks out and began to laugh. "You jerk, interrupting me while I was busy sulking."

Serra

Washington crying out like that drew attention in ways their previous activity didn't, but soon the laughter averted the other patrons' gazes. Serra let out a soft 'hmph' sound, and started to tickle the underside of the goddess' foot with her thumb. "I won't allow it, so you can't sulk. So there!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on October 27, 2020, 02:32:25 AM

Washington

The rest of the evening passed without much further incident. The two women continued flirting, and Serra never managed to get a straight answer out of Washington regarding Dunham. She was really closed lip about it, and really didn't want to talk about whatever was going on there, continually changing the subject until Serra dropped it. And, as always, her mind was as much of an enigma to Serra as Serra's was to her.

Washington found it refreshing.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on October 27, 2020, 05:07:21 AM

Lily

Except she didn't head for Dunham.

As much as the redhead had been talking about kicking ass and taking she'd be doing it at her own pace and that silly Goddess hadn't actually set any timeframe to do this so the Succubus could be as lazy-prepare as much as she needed to. And that was a good thing, meant she had more time taking in the sights in DC, truly learn the layout and make connection. So that they would eventually be swayed over to the right cause.

"Man that really was exhausting."

Lily wandered aimlessly down the streets letting her feet and her accute senses guide her to her next destination wherever that may be. That was the most fun way to approach this, if you were way to methodical about it then it just sucked all the fun out of it.

Better to just throw in a pinch of chaos. And the goddess surely hadn't counted on her disobbeing orders, but thus should serve as a good lesson. It was that weakness that had let Columbia fall into this pathetic state. Whoever was fabricating this cause of war on Halloween Town were good but.... They were young. She could feel it, they had been too hasty in pushing their plans forward. The ringleader was likely a young prodigy in a high ranking position but to high.

A general or perhaps a politician in that senate of theirs...

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Hibiki on October 29, 2020, 10:27:58 AM

Nika

Once the sparring with Sakura finished, Nika walked away after biding her farewell. Well, she didn't feel the best right now. The sparring taxed more than it should have if she weren't just escalating step by step and went for the metaphorical jugular. The vampire really needed some nice refreshment before she set out to anything else. This also meant she had to save her energy even after getting her fill. In other words, it was a high time to have some fun in one of the bars. Except for preying on the enemies in a time of war, mingling in the modern inns with the people and drinking from humans enamored with her was one of her favorite ways to feed when world was relatively peaceful.

This city surely had some nice atmospheric bar scene? It'd have been a lousy place unworthy the status if it didn't have at least one decent drinking hole. Putting up a facade of a functional normal citizen after leaving the territory dominated by vampires, she started to ask locals for directions in this cultural mishmash of a city. She wanted to find a nice American style bar that would remind her of her previous place of residence, and apparently there was a whole district which seemed to resemble the good old US of A. Aside from the odd information about a worship of a goddess. What the hell happened to those Yanks? It was "In God we trust", not "In Goddess we trust." A heathen she might have been, branded by some as cursed and shunned by the Christian God, but the Americans she remembered were rather serious as a society about worshipping the Abrahamic religions. Meh, she started feeling old. She'd just keep those thoughts to herself and soldier on despite finding disagreement with some changes. Alright, did they at least still have gun shops too? That counted more than them going New Agey like those goddamn hippies she remembered back in her time.

First things first. Before going on a quest to find a decent gun shop to see how people these days armed themselves, she had to find some 'drinking hole' there. After some search, she found a bar that appealed to her tastes, and it took her little effort to get a guy for a 'quick date'. Thanks to her aura of allure and thrill inducing bite, it was usually pretty easy to get some blood. It wasn't enough of course to get back to her peak, since she didn't drain people who didn't pick a fight with her to a point when their health was at risk, but she was now in much better mood. Pretty much ready to see what more the district had to offer.

And so she went to look for a gun shop. The search was... disappointingly easy? Not even a street away and there was a shop with guns placed openly as a part of shop exposition. Guns, shotguns, rifles. The woman in sportswear was practically glued to the window, staring at unfamiliar models with open curiosity. Ah, the selection of accessories and ammunition on the cartridges on the display was pretty stunning too.

"Heh, 5.7 mm cartridges? Do they pack more punch these days? Didn't have this kind of shit back in 1970s." The vampire wondered out of loud, uncaring about what passerbys will think of her. Those Columbians were supposedly gun nutters anyway, so she didn't exactly stick out with such dedication.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on October 29, 2020, 08:48:52 PM

Suerte

"Oh yeah, especially compared to back in the day."

Behind the young blonde was yet another blonde. With her pointer finger on the rim of her hat, she tipped it back with a smile. "Howdy," she said, placing a hand on her wide hip. There were plenty of people staring at them, but Suerte enjoyed the attention so it didn't matter to her.

It was interesting because the young woman looked like she just came back from the gym. Not like a weight lifting gym but maybe a martial arts gym. It was odd because the dojo district was pretty far from this point. Although, if you were fast enough, it wouldn't take long to traverse. Maybe she was the type to go on a run to get her errands done.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on October 30, 2020, 06:31:23 PM

Lily

Was that really?

Lily's eyes widened and she broke into a sprint, the crowd of pedestrians parted like the red sea before her, or more like they had no chance of obstructing her despite her small stature. She didn't care for them tho, she just heard a voice she hadn't hear in a while and it was a welcome surprise.

"Sueeeeeerte!" Lily dived straight at the cowgirl right after she broke through the final line of people. The redhead flew through the air and tackled the cowgirl, fully confident that the girl could handle it. Besides with how lucky she was, she'd probably enjoy getting surprised jumped for once.

Swish.

Lily's tail did nothing to hide her excitement, it stood out almost a whole meter and swished back and forth as if the girl was a dog seeing her favorite chew toy.

I've missed you, where have you been??" Of course now that Lily was this close, Suerte would feel the heat the short girl emanated, and it enveloped them like a nice blanket.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Hibiki on October 31, 2020, 04:55:20 PM

Nika

At first, the vampire turned around to face the woman who overheard her mumbling and made a comment. The girl looked like straight out of a western movie, but before she had time to reply back back someone else made a lot of commotion. Someone just ran through a crowd like an icebreaker through drift ice, and that analogy wasn't unfounded. Something raised alarm in Nika's mind about that other girl. Her instincts could tell her that there was something particularly dangerous about that woman, and it was possibly the heat that was leaking all over around her. That pretty much telegraphed to her instincts honed over ages that she could turn that heat into a threat to a vampiric creature like her. Well, she had tricks in a sleeve to get the hell out of dodge in a pinch, but she wasn't in mood for putting that to test. Especially as she was keen on conserving her strength for that particular fight she promised.

And so she decided to be civil despite the alarm bells that were ringing in her head. She decided to introduce herself rather than make excuses to leave. Showing a weakness like that wasn't her style.

"You have pretty lively friend." She commented. "You can call me Nika, I hope I'm not intruding on your reunion or anything like that."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on November 01, 2020, 03:52:06 PM

Suerte

Turning around, Suerte squinted at the face of the familiar redhead. It couldn't be could it? Immediately her eyes went to the tail and her first thought was, maybe this is a succubi trick. Maybe some of the girls at that club are psychics?

Then he heard her voice. As she came closer, that familiar warm feeling enveloped her body. It was absolutely Lily. Suerte's core tightened, her abs squeezing together as she braced for impact. There was a clap as Lily's skin slammed into her own and a thud when Suerte's big ass hit the ground.

"Lily?! What happened to you?!" she yelled, glaring at the tail. Just having Lily touch her was making her heart race. It was similar to how things were before with Vanilla. Suerte tilted her head back, looking up at the girl playing with the guns. "No not at all. I am Suerte by the way. I like guns."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on November 01, 2020, 08:45:46 PM

Lily

"Hehe I got a new job over at the Pleasure Palace and it came with some perks!" the redhead blinked as she realized their position and leapt back up on her feet and bent forward to offer Suerte a hand. But with her now being a creature of sinful delights, her every movement was sensual in a way that would captivate the unguarded mind.

"Sorry for jumping you like that, ever since I become an employed succubus I keep feeling this need to be close chummy with people especially those I know... heh-" She scratched her head and glanced over at the other person who'd introduced themselves. "I'm Lily by the way." The short redhead was trying her best to look composed but despite her efforts-

Swish.

Her tail was still flapping around with the same excitement as before.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Hibiki on November 02, 2020, 06:28:03 PM

Nika

Damn, she really felt like a third wheel in this conversation. It was pretty obvious that this... odd person was paying more attention to her friend than the vampire. Someone else could just give up on having a chat with the two, but the vampire was actually having none of this and trying to steer the conversation.

The crowds surrounding the trio probably couldn't make up their mind whom to gawk at, as the athlete exuded similar aura of awe when she tried her best to bring attention to herself. She understood why those passerbys also stared like this at this Lily person. She knews various myths about demons, even if she generally didn't truck with them. Just basics, really, but she'd take her claim for granted given the effect she had on people. Creature from hell and fire also fit together pretty neatly.

"The Pleasure Palace? Haven't heard of this place yet. I've just arrived here, sort of." She figured she'd start off with asking about that. She was a newcomer to this place, and well... the sooner she learned about the layout of the city, the better. Even if she wasn't really interested in any such pleasures unless she was feeding on people. And probably wouldn't want to barge into place with more flame wielding creatures than she could handle.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on November 03, 2020, 02:12:46 AM

Suerte

"Its good for letting out stress," Suerte said, taking Lily's hand and getting to her feet. She stood side by side with Lily, before walking in between the two, forming a triangle in the middle of the road. The people staring seemed to move on, walking along the street. "But the leader is just a bratty goddess who thinks she can do what she wants just because she has power. I've never liked people like that."

Sure, she enjoyed brutally murdering people, but at least those were willing combatants, or at least people who committed themselves to killing in some shape or form. Power doesn't entitle you to anything. Using power responsibility is debatable, but not even trying? Suerte would never accept someone like that.

Suerte eyed the tail coming out of Lily's surprisingly plump butt. The cowgirl would have considered it odd that she didn't notice it until that second, but she knew exactly why she didn't notice it before then. "So then why did you become one Lily?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on November 03, 2020, 09:35:28 PM

Lily

"Naaaah.... The problem with Liz is she has all that power but refuses to use it when it's needed." Lily straightened her posture as soon as Suerte had stood up, the swaying of her tail serving to draw Suerte's attention further, it was almost like the redhead was doing it on purpose... "That's why I became one, I'm gonna make that place better and then the rest of the Nexus, until everyone can seek the happiness they desire..."

Swiiiish-

Her tail twitched as her attention turned to the third wheel of this conversation, the girl who kept interjecting even though she wasn't from around and knew neither of them. That girl was clearly no human, but she desired... blood? Oh so a bloodsucker then, that meant she could mess with her...

"It's a really big tower where you get to hire cute girls like me to service you... It's not just for guys though, you girls are welcome too as long as you have enough money." She took a step closer to this bloodsucker, and tempted her with a more sultry voice. "In fact I could give you a sample right now, a taste of my sweet blood... but don't blame me if you get addicted-"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Hibiki on November 05, 2020, 05:39:18 PM

Nika

How the hell this creature knew she was a vampire? While she didn't make an attempt to look more human actively, it usually took more than an educated guess to figure out her true nature. Wait, she was indeed a demon. Meh, one of those mind reading types? Gotta know what people wish for to lure them. However, Nika had more mettle than your average Joe, and she'd not give in that easily. First of all...

"... Sorry, I'm into humans." Secondly, she wasn't into girls, but didn't that spell out. Matter of habits rather than sexuality, as it tended to be when it came to vampires. "And I'm not planning to get addicted any time soon. I've seen more than enough to see where that path leads."

From more mundane addicts to people enthralled by her kin's blood, being dependent wasn't a happy outcome. If she sounded stiff, so be it. People had different definitions of fun, and she just lived her unlife different way. Trying to steer the conversation away from this awkward subject, the vampire just decided to come out clean to Suerte, if she hasn't picked up on that yet.

"There's no point beating around the bush. I'm a vampire. What I can do about that, eh?" She shrugged. "If you guys have any problems about that, just let me know, but I'm not here to pick up a fight."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on November 06, 2020, 12:56:52 AM

Suerte

Suerte's reponse was a simple blank stare, followed by a few blinks. She instinctively grabbed Lily by her oddly nice firm shoulders, trying to gently prompt her to pull back. "Oh don't be silly," she said with a smile. "All of my friends are either monsters or modified humans! I don't care about stupid stuff like that."

The cowgirl rested her hand on the drape of her neck and tilted to the side to expose it. "Well I am a human. Did you want a drink?"

Then she paused before lowering her eyes. "How do your powers work anyway? I won't turn into your minion or anything like that right?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on November 08, 2020, 05:32:18 PM

Lily

"No Suerte... don't give the vampire lady your precious blood, then we can't play-" Lily's mood suddenly dropped as the Cowgirl offered her own essence up like that. It was quite obvious how much she didn't approve of it, considering it wasn't just her tone that dropped, but also her tail and even the heat that surrounded her.

"Vamps usually make humans addicted to being fed on, I don't want you to be a minion right after we met again!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Hibiki on November 09, 2020, 02:53:28 PM

Nika

The vampire gave an audible sigh, shaking her head at the beliefs and stereotypes the duo believed into. Also the succubus was taking the issue with that part (even if it was untrue)? Talk about double standards. Clearly happy about idea of getting the vampire addicted, but not content when it happened to people she was interested in. But since they broached the topic, maybe this was an occassion to correct such beliefs.

"Really, do you assume that everything works the same about every vampire you run into? We're more different from each other than people think once you know more about them. No, you won't be turned into anything. That takes much more than just feeding on people. And no, I'm not here out for your blood, capisce?"

She tried her best to end that topic and talk about something she actually was in mood for rambling about.

"I'm just here to gawk at the guns." She sighed again. "Do you have any favorite model? I like Colt M1911, if you heard about that one here."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on November 09, 2020, 04:30:12 PM

Suerte

"Oh.... ok," Suerte said, to both girls really. Although she couldn't stop smiling at the caring remarks Lily gave. It was nice to know she was still herself but... hotter? "Well, I hate to be a basic bitch, but I like all the guns. My hobby is enchanting guns, so its easy to appreciate each model. Each weapon has something special about it, something that can be easily enhanced with magic to make it better than before and way more fun to use!"

Suerte glanced at Lily, silently urging her to let the girl lead them down this conversation thread. The vampire girl was awfully defensive about the whole thing and she didn't really want to upset her for no reason.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Umbra of Chaos on November 09, 2020, 04:47:46 PM

Balius
Nexus Time 8:30PM

It had taken longer than necessary for him to arrive at the beating heart of the district. His slow pace was perhaps unwarranted given the situation, but little drove him to hasty action these days. He was always... careful. Perhaps too careful than necessary given his plans of torpor.

The mountain that the goddess of this place had claimed as her own stood as a monument, the foundation of this entire land. He could feel the building before he entered. The pulse of his own heart echoed throughout its reinforced chambers, capable of holding itself together even under a sustained barrage of artillery. In return, he received the rights and benefits of a citizen of high standing. Reciprocation was the nature of this place. Columbia required faith, was shaped by it, and so this monument was held up by countless hands who in turn affirmed its form. But people were fickle, in the end. And consequently so was this goddess.

He nodded his head at the attendant who stood by the door, looming over them simply from the difference in height. "Good evening. I seek an appointment with the goddess tonight."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on November 09, 2020, 08:21:50 PM

Mary (https://imgur.com/a/tqD4JfU)

The young blond reached up to offer him a hand-he would recognize her as the personal maiden of the goddess herself. She'd risen slowly through the ranks and often served as Columbia's voice to outsiders, even merging completely with the goddess at times.

If she was here, it meant that Columbia was treating his arrival with the utmost seriousness and providing him the greatest of respect. "The goddess has received word of your awakening, Lord Balius. Please, allow me to lead you to her sanctum." Her eyes flashed with the trademark golden gleam of the goddess. "We have much to discuss, and even more prying ears searching for my goddess's thoughts."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Umbra of Chaos on November 10, 2020, 01:33:52 AM

Balius

Lord Balius? Hah. Such titles were so infrequent in this age that the words themselves sounded almost foreign to him. It was nostalgic, almost. But he did not miss it either. Instead he simply raised his own hand at the offered one, a polite but firm rejection before it descended back to his side. "Just Balius is fine, child. We are all citizens here, are we not? But you are correct. There are certainly those besides Columbia who have an ear to the conversations within this district today."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on November 10, 2020, 05:32:57 PM

Quote from: Umbra of Chaos on November 10, 2020, 01:33:52 AM

Balius

Lord Balius? Hah. Such titles were so infrequent in this age that the words themselves sounded almost foreign to him. It was nostalgic, almost. But he did not miss it either. Instead he simply raised his own hand at the offered one, a polite but firm rejection before it descended back to his side. "Just Balius is fine, child. We are all citizens here, are we not? But you are correct. There are certainly those besides Columbia who have an ear to the conversations within this district today."

Mary

Mary didn't let her displeasure at having her handshake scorned show. The elder vampire had always had his quirks, and Columbia trusted his advice as unclouded by dogma. That was enough for her. She turned around and lead him up the stairs, through the winding hallways, and past the numerous checkpoints at a brisk pace. "Indeed." She simply replied. The two didn't speak any further until they'd found their way up deep within the mountain, inside the goddess's personal abode. The walls glistened with golden decorations, and Mary turned to face him.

Suddenly, her eyes flashed golden, and she performed a brief curtsey. "It is good to see that you are awake, my friend." She intoned with Columbia's own affect. "Much has happened since we last talked."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Umbra of Chaos on November 10, 2020, 07:19:17 PM

Balius

"Believe me, there was no so surprised as I. My plans had been for undisturbed sleep for a few years more, and instead I wake only a few into my rest to the murmurs of violence... and possibly war." If he was uncomfortable with how the goddess asserted herself over the girl, he did not show it. One might fear such a thing as an erasure of self, but he did not believe it to be so. If the goddess was water, then these particular followers were similar to vessels. But a cup filled with water did not cease to be a cup. It was the water which conformed to the container.

"It would be unfortunate if such a thing were to take place. War wounds the mind as much as it does the body, if not more so, and the atmosphere to sustain an undertaking takes it toll on the people as well. More warlike aspects of yourself being created or reborn is as concerning as the conflict itself."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on November 10, 2020, 07:41:53 PM

Lily

Blink.

"Why don't you two gals go to a gun shop or something instead of standing here in the middle of the street like some weirdos..." Lily sighed and shrugged, there was something that really bothered her with Suerte's statement though and she wasn't about to let that rest.

"You say you adore all guns, but I've never seen you use anything but pistols. Why don't you get a shotgun or something? That'll be way more useful when someone gets close." There's a reason pistols were classified as sidearms, because they were usually not your main armament unless you were only ever planning on going for short range duels with things your own size. And that wasn't a luxury you had in this city, not in the line of work Suerte was in.

Maybe her world was filled with a bunch of weaklings, and that's why she limited herself?

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on November 10, 2020, 09:47:23 PM

Quote from: Umbra of Chaos on November 10, 2020, 07:19:17 PM

Balius

"Believe me, there was no so surprised as I. My plans had been for undisturbed sleep for a few years more, and instead I wake only a few into my rest to the murmurs of violence... and possibly war." If he was uncomfortable with how the goddess asserted herself over the girl, he did not show it. One might fear such a thing as an erasure of self, but he did not believe it to be so. If the goddess was water, then these particular followers were similar to vessels. But a cup filled with water did not cease to be a cup. It was the water which conformed to the container.

"It would be unfortunate if such a thing were to take place. War wounds the mind as much as it does the body, if not more so, and the atmosphere to sustain an undertaking takes it toll on the people as well. More warlike aspects of yourself being created or reborn is as concerning as the conflict itself."

Mary/Columbia

The goddess sat down in the air and crossed her legs over each other. "Yes, war is likely coming." Her brow was furrowed and her eyes gleamed with a determined glare. "Violence against my people, possibily instigated by a faction within the legislature... The attack was rather convenient, and yet, I have not been able to find any evidence within the thoughts of my people. I ask you, Balius, what are your thoughts?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Umbra of Chaos on November 10, 2020, 10:22:26 PM

Balius

"Hm. You rely too much on your divinity in these matters." His voice was stern but not patronizing, an expression bluntness rather than outright blame. "There are those among your number who can hide their thoughts from you, even if they do worship earnestly. For others, belief is a multifaceted phenomenon. Even as they pay homage to you and act earnestly in your interest, their actions may betray you nevertheless. And for more clandestine figures the Nexus is vast. There are undoubtedly ways to avoid your awareness as it spreads out over the populace."

The vampire shut his eyes and let out a small huff. "Hastiness may suit you, but it is rarely wise. Your actions have greater consequences than any ordinary ruler. In any case, this was no decisive opening strike. There has been no effective follow up or weakness instigated by these actions. They have yet to even bloody your nose. An escalation of conflict in the military's mobilization is decidedly unwise."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Hibiki on November 11, 2020, 01:30:01 PM

Nika

"As long as those gawkers don't follow us into the shop. Damn it, we're not a circus or some street performance." Nika scratched her temple in annoyance, but was aware they wouldn't just go away without an incentive to do so. She didn't mean violence. Just giving them a look that she doesn't want company usually worked wonders, as weird as it sounded.

"You people are annoying as hell." She started staring at the crowd with an unimpressed look. "Just scram and don't get into our way."

And then, as she addressed the crowd with unbridled annoyance, some people at least started backing down and walking away, with a hint of fear on their faces as if they ran into some wild predator rather than a person. The aura that the vampire exuded that usually attracted positive attention from the masses pretty much changed and turned outward to intimidate the crowd into going away. They'd probably rationalize that encounter as people with weaker wills were prone to, so she didn't feel too bothered about this biting her back in the future.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on November 11, 2020, 08:30:58 PM

Columbia

'Cla-" Columbia clicked her tongue. "Of course, I'm aware of that. The people whom I cannot delve deeply into are under suspicion-especially those whom have been clamoring for war. This attack was simply too convenient for their cause to simply be a coincidence. However..." Columbia waved her hand, and a holographic map of the Nexus appeared between them. "It may be more beneficial to drive their ambitions towards tasks more conducive towards the health of our republic than to purge them from our ranks. I have no interest in prosecuting a war against the Halloweeners, however..."

She tapped on the breakaway states ruled by rouge versions of herself, highlighting Alaba and Jiral. "Their callous disregard for basic human liberties is bad enough-worse, I can feel their fell influence creeping into my mantel, slowly but surely." Her eyes gleamed with righteous fury.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on November 12, 2020, 12:57:11 AM

Suerte

Suerte's body jumped up, sensing the palpable tension. Her soft hands wrapped around the new girl's shoulders, and she gently motioned for her to move inside. All the while, she turned to Lily and giggled. "Its true," she said, her voice bubbly despite the tense situation. "I had a whole armory back where I am from, but I came here with nothing but what I was equipped with at the time, my twin pistols and a sniper rifle. Although, truth be told, haven't needed anything more powerful for a while. There were people stronger than me in my old world, but I either already killed or they are already allied with me. Now that I have settled down, I was thinking about what I should rebuild the armory with."

Suerte's thoughts wandered to Vanilla and the woman leading the stripclub. She wished she saw more of what she could do. Then she could prepare for people like that with some good old fashioned gunsmithing.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on November 13, 2020, 12:51:14 AM

Lily

"That reminds me.... I got some business to take care off and my new boss is prooobably gonna be real mad if I procrastinate any longer.... Sooo.. See ya later Suerte..." More like she didn't wanna spend time in some dumb shop with two absolute gun nuts, guns were so cheap anyways, no sense of style, no real carnal satisfaction.... But yeah that other thing worked as an excuse.

Then she flipped around and dashed towards the gunslinger. The readhead was holding some sort of card and she nimbly stuffed it into Suerte's cleavage. " My number.. Heh so big ones are useful for something... See ya for realsies" Then the redhead turned and left, heading towards where that troublemaker was supposed to be.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Hibiki on November 13, 2020, 11:17:17 PM

Nika

And there she went. The vampire felt less on guard the moment the succubus left her vision, not on such edge anymore now that someone who could potentially burn her wasn't so close. She couldn't help but feel relieved, those survival insticts were so ingrained deeply in her that she almost breathed out a sigh of relief. But not wanting to give a rude impression, she didn't make a show of that.

Her attention was now preoccupied with the gunslinger girl and the shop they were in. She did talk vaguely about some people she killed in the past, so she wondered what she was doing back where she came from.

"A bounty hunter? Or a merc? What was your job back where you lived?" She starting 'drilling' her a bit about that. If they could question her about her vampirism, she had a right to poke about Suerte's past. "Just curious, I'm not one to judge you about. I was with an army for a chunk of this century or so. Even if I don't look the part at all."

Maybe if she was in her uniform. But she kept it in her apartment rather than walk around in it.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on November 14, 2020, 12:59:49 AM

Suerte

The cowgirl tilted her head, the two passing through the doors along with the draft that accompanied them. The sudden gust blasted Suerte's hair, forcing her to curl it back behind her shoulders. Suerte's hand pressed down on the top of her hat and a guilty smile crept onto her face. "Bounty hunter, Merc? I was whatever was the most fun," she said with a grin. "You can judge me if you want. I was nothing as noble as a soldier, still not all that great."

Suerte's hand gathered the girls hair between her fingers, rubbing the smooth locks. "Your in good shape for a spinster."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on November 14, 2020, 09:03:45 PM

Lily - Outskirts of Dunham

It didn't take long for the redhead to reach this place, not at the pace she could run at. Barely an hour had passed since she'd left Suerte and that vampire at the store, still she was wasting time. The Goddess should be impressed with her if she could solve this in less than a day.

These people were supposed to be prudes right? She could try to be sneaky or.....

Or she simply walk in full of confidence with a natural sway to her hips and with no care whatsoever to hide her nature. The charm of her kind was in full swing yet largely unfocused, her goal here wasn't to seduce anyone. It was to bring an avatar back into the fold. And clearly what was needed was a gentle touch, a gentle precise touch, right in the jugular.

Perhaps she would fare better since both embodied what this Americana despised yet was nothing like the stereotypical Succubus.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Umbra of Chaos on November 15, 2020, 01:30:01 AM

Balius

His eyes opened then, taking in the sight of the two renegade districts. His brow furrowed as his blood quickened in irritation, veins prominent against his skin. "They are festering wounds, yes. But what would you do with them? Short of total reeducation, you cannot purge dissent. Will you drive them out? Imprison them? Execute them?" Questioning yes... but there was something more to that. Balius was not so foolish as to threaten the goddess in her sanctum, yet there was an undeniable tension in the air as he spoke. His heartbeat quickened.

"They are separatists, yes, but they have been emboldened and empowered through you. We both know that simply slaying their gods will accomplish nothing. Cutting aberrant branches from a sickened tree will not cure it. You are the source, Columbia. If that anger you hold towards them is to be anything but self-righteous, it must be directed at you as well. Now then, what are the solutions you have considered?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on November 15, 2020, 01:37:54 AM

Quote from: Bern on November 14, 2020, 09:03:45 PM

Lily - Outskirts of Dunham

It didn't take long for the redhead to reach this place, not at the pace she could run at. Barely an hour had passed since she'd left Suerte and that vampire at the store, still she was wasting time. The Goddess should be impressed with her if she could solve this in less than a day.

These people were supposed to be prudes right? She could try to be sneaky or.....

Or she simply walk in full of confidence with a natural sway to her hips and with no care whatsoever to hide her nature. The charm of her kind was in full swing yet largely unfocused, her goal here wasn't to seduce anyone. It was to bring an avatar back into the fold. And clearly what was needed was a gentle touch, a gentle precise touch, right in the jugular.

Perhaps she would fare better since both embodied what this Americana despised yet was nothing like the stereotypical Succubus.

Dunham

Lily's goal in drawing attention to herself was certainly successful — doors on the outskirts were slammed, children were hushed and squirreled away to be hidden from the evil machinations of her thick, volumous thighs. Despite that, she wasn't stopped, not until she began to approach the outskirts of the capitol city. She'd been asked, then ordered to leave, and finally fired upon briefly. The soldiers ceased wasting their ammunition upon realizing how futile an attempt it was.

The path was open, and Lily would be stopped by their guardian angel. She could feel their absolute faith in the abilities of their goddess to protect them and their peculiar way of existence.

Americana

The goddess had known about the intruder since she had crossed the border. Yet another foolish waste of life by her creator, attempting to capture and neutralize her righteous rebellion. The divine avatar donned her armor in preparation before quickly making her way to the verdant park named to honor her. She sat down upon a bench underneath her favorite tree, holding her sword neatly between her legs.

She waited for Lily, for she knew that her target was her.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on November 15, 2020, 02:16:45 AM

Lily

The redhead seemingly had no such ideas, because the moment she reached the park, she veered off and went another direction. With a final sway of her wide hips, she slumped down face first on a bench at the opposite side end of the park from where this goddess had sat down.

Even as her movements were hazy and wrought with laziness to them, there was a sensual edge to them, and that was only further entrenched by the way her she laid down on the bench. Her size made it so she fit just fine when curling up and anyone observing her would have an excellent view of her most defined curves.

Lily had no intentions of approaching the Goddess, she'd wait for Americana to come to her. Her tail swished back and forth in the air, as she waited eagerly.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on November 15, 2020, 04:13:39 AM

Americana

Hours passed. Life returned to relative normativity as their goddess waited. She sat on the bench and leaned back, listening to the chirping of the birds and the rustle of the leaves through the gentle winds. The goddess closed her eyes, leaned back, and thought back to better days.

It felt so long ago now-almost as if it were ancient history. She'd been Columbia's most loyal servant-her knight in shining armor, leading the charge in every battle to protect the freedom of her goddess. She'd cut through hordes of foes, slain great monsters, all to advance the needs of her god. And then, she'd been chosen. She'd accepted the fullest brunt of Columbia's embrace; become one with her goddess. She'd promised to serve her for eternity everlasting, and well...

She clenched her fist, tightening her grip upon her sword. She remained loyal-she would purify Columbia, one day. Now, she had to face this filthy demon in order to keep going. One day, she'd become strong enough to defeat the demon lord herself-destroy the source of the people's ills and return her goddess to her senses. The one which, so long ago, she'd promised to protect with her life.

Americana moved slowly. She was in no rush to begin this confrontation, and meandered her way down the long winding paths between the trees and across the stone bridges, finding her way to Lily after a long and pleasant hour. She looked down upon Lily with a dismissive yet silent frown. It was disgusting-everything about Lily made her skin crawl. The sexualized, childlike form she took, the gentle sway of her hips as she walked, and the skimpy, form-fitting bodysuit which even further accentuated the sensual yet chiseled musculature of her body. She clenched her fist, and finally spoke. "What is your purpose in invading our sanctum, demon?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on November 15, 2020, 05:34:49 AM

Lily

"Lady Columbia asked me to convince you to return to your family..." The redhead yawned and turned over, a bit disturbed by how the goddess was blocking the sunlight. "And the name is Lily, Lady Americana. Referring to me as Demon is pretty mean, and as you can see I didn't harm a single hair on your people's head when I came despite them attacking me.... I just came here to talk...."

She opened up her eyes, they were the same crimson hue as her hair. There was a strange heat surrounding the bench, like a particularly hot summer day. Yet there was a gentle embracing feel to it and it all came from Lily.

"You know, you'd get a lot more friends if you were a bit nicer."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Hibiki on November 15, 2020, 04:17:57 PM

Nika

"Define a spinster. I don't even remember exactly how many guys I have 'dated' over those centuries."

The gunslinger clearly was probably hitting on her or teasing her, but the woman was straight as arrow. Just because she was an oldie, didn't mean she was gay as fuck as people assumed nowadays. Turning around, she went on looking at the displays inside and switched the topic, her flirtations rebuffed.

"Well, I won't pry into your love life. But you don't sound like someone who took part in a war, am I wrong? There's really nothing noble about a soldier when it gets to the kill or be killed part. I don't mean to compare you to a civvie, but it's clear to me you don't have much experience about fighting together with someone, night to night. You know, for a cause that gets your hands dirtied rather than for the fun of it. Not that having fun about what you do is wrong. It just ain't honorable and noble. No knights in shining armor, who are a fairy tale anyway."[/b]

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on November 15, 2020, 11:21:13 PM

Quote from: Bern on November 15, 2020, 05:34:49 AM

Lily

"Lady Columbia asked me to convince you to return to your family..." The redhead yawned and turned over, a bit disturbed by how the goddess was blocking the sunlight. "And the name is Lily, Lady Americana. Referring to me as Demon is pretty mean, and as you can see I didn't harm a single hair on your people's head when I came despite them attacking me.... I just came here to talk...."

She opened up her eyes, they were the same crimson hue as her hair. There was a strange heat surrounding the bench, like a particularly hot summer day. Yet there was a gentle embracing feel to it and it all came from Lily.

"You know, you'd get a lot more friends if you were a bit nicer."

Americana

Americana leveled her sword at Lily's throat, unfazed by her words. "Columbia sent you here to capture me and forcibly return my spirit to her, where she can reintegrate my people into her whole. Considering the fact that she sent a seductress, I figure that you must also be fairly strong. She's not stupid enough to think that one of you would be able to change my mind with wordplay."

For a moment, her voice softened. "Still, I thank you for avoiding hurting my people up until this point. If we can keep this conflict as an honorable duel, I would be much obliged."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on November 15, 2020, 11:51:44 PM

Lily

"YayI"

The readhead leapt to her feet in one go from her position on the bench without using her arms, it was an excellent showing of nimbleness yet like every other movement she made it was laced with feminine grace.

"I resent being called a seductress though... This is my natural form and I have yet to actively try seducing anyone here, I'm not even that good at it among us upper Succubi, I'm kinda more into duels... You goddesses all have such cute voices, first Enty and now you. I hope you'll do better than your sister, I almost felt bad when we wrestled, she was so distracted..." Lily blinked and returned from her little trip down memory lane...

"Anyway, if this is a proper duel I have one demand! If I win I want you to smile more!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on November 16, 2020, 12:10:01 AM

Americana

Her frown remained unwavering, and she loosened her form, readying herself for a surprise attack.

"Enough talk. When you you lose, you will leave, and never return here."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on November 16, 2020, 01:55:53 AM

Suerte

"Old lady," she said with a smirk. "Someone who has lived a long time."

Strange, the girl would ask about her love life seemingly out of respect and politeness, but ask about war? "I don't really see a difference. Although i've fought in one or two wars, but yeah, its not the same as a soldier, their lives wagered, their country at stake. I did it for the fun and the money, nothing more, nothing less. I had a partner during that time, helped watch my back when I got in over my head. He was a bit of a showboat who always claimed he would protect me, even if I always ended up keeping the bullets out of his skin."

Suerte finally let go of her hair, zipping around to the front of the girl and placing her hands behind her back. The smirk faded, but her eyes were still alight as made eye contact with the vampire girl's. "Did you have fun as a soldier, or was it a burden?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on November 16, 2020, 03:20:56 AM

Lily

She gave a long hard glance at her opponent's stance before drawing her own sword from out of thin air. The blade was curved and with the shaft it was taller than herself, how could she possibly hope to wield something that big?

Yet here she stood lazily with her blade lowered at her side. There was so many openings in her stance, lots and lots of them that would all be painfully noticeable to the Goddess...

"Now that's just a mean attitude, I'm gonna have to knock some sense into you after I win, But since this is your place why don't you go first?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on November 16, 2020, 04:52:10 PM

Quote from: Bern on November 16, 2020, 03:20:56 AM

Lily

She gave a long hard glance at her opponent's stance before drawing her own sword from out of thin air. The blade was curved and with the shaft it was taller than herself, how could she possibly hope to wield something that big?

Yet here she stood lazily with her blade lowered at her side. There was so many openings in her stance, lots and lots of them that would all be painfully noticeable to the Goddess...

"Now that's just a mean attitude, I'm gonna have to knock some sense into you after I win, But since this is your place why don't you go first?"

Americana

"With pleasure!" Americana practically roared at Lily, bringing her sword to bear at Lily with a great sweep at the Succubi's gut. The sword seemed to be screaming as it cut through the air itself, heading straight towards her gut!

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on November 17, 2020, 01:29:23 AM

Lily

"Such anger."

Her words barely had time to leave her lips before the impossible happened. The redhead had raised her right leg as quickly as she could, as if she was about the do high kick, only there was nothing to kick. However....

"Such sublime form..."

It reversed direction in an unbelievable manner, going down in an angle that shouldn't have been possible for a humanoid frame, and even more absurd the switch had happened instantaneously, without any loss in momentum. Her foot came down upon the flat side of the blade right before it hit her, and with her superior strength she forced it into the ground in one decisive moment.

"Yet so predictable..."

But it didn't end there, the redhead hadn't come to a stop, she instantly pivoted off the blade in the same monstrous way, while maintaining her full momentum. Her left leg was already raised and poised to knee the goddess in the face.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Hibiki on November 17, 2020, 07:07:14 PM

Nika

Heh, didn't get a memo yet or she was just that touchy feely with everyone? Eh, what she could do about it? She pretty much mentally shrugged and just decided to go with the flow and ignore that too friendly or too flirty behavior, depending how you could interpret it.

"Eh, I was just tagging along with someone who was taking their revenge. Someone wronged you and you fight back, that's all there was to it for me. Oh, and killing people you don't like always feel cathartic. Sounds a bit flippant, I know, but there was never more to it for me than someone crossing me and teaming up with a bunch of people. Last time it was first at convenience, than I just fell into a routine. Oh, and some men in the army are pretty... colorful. But eh, enough of my stories. Let's talk about what they've got here around!"

Shifting a topic would be welcome. She wasn't here to be nostalgic, she wanted to keep with the flow and looked with what stuff people killed each other these days and nights. Did the technology really progress since the 1970s? The guns at the street display didn't look much different at first look to what she was used to. The difference must have been subtle indeed.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on November 17, 2020, 10:28:17 PM

Suerte

Suerte smiled at that response, zipping behind her as she changed topics yet again. If she hadn't switched so suddenly, Suerte would have commented about how similar they were, but she kept quiet. Instead giggling out loud about the information the girl seemed too uncomfortable to discuss.

"Well it looks like they have shotguns," Suerte said, pulling a bag out from inside of her shirt. It was large enough to carry dozens upon dozens of guns. "Lots of assault rifles oh and a minigun!"

Suerte's breasts jiggled as she skipped over to the wall. The young blonde grabbed a shotgun from the shelf and placed it in her bag. "Oh if you want I can buy you one. My old partner used to have a minigun. It had this beautiful hum when it fired and the corpses that came from it were like fine art!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on November 18, 2020, 05:39:10 PM

Quote from: Bern on November 17, 2020, 01:29:23 AM

Lily

"Such anger."

Her words barely had time to leave her lips before the impossible happened. The redhead had raised her right leg as quickly as she could, as if she was about the do high kick, only there was nothing to kick. However....

"Such sublime form..."

It reversed direction in an unbelievable manner, going down in an angle that shouldn't have been possible for a humanoid frame, and even more absurd the switch had happened instantaneously, without any loss in momentum. Her foot came down upon the flat side of the blade right before it hit her, and with her superior strength she forced it into the ground in one decisive moment.

"Yet so predictable..."

But it didn't end there, the redhead hadn't come to a stop, she instantly pivoted off the blade in the same monstrous way, while maintaining her full momentum. Her left leg was already raised and poised to knee the goddess in the face.

Americana

Lily's movements wear beautiful, more akin to the actions one might expect in an action flick or even an over-the-top cartoon rather than something one might see in real life. She'd already seen enough to rate Lily's formless fighting style as absolutely sublime, something that she'd be lucky to see even once more on a different person. She was completely unable to shift the momentum of her strike to block Lily's blow. Plus, considering the fact she could almost certainly fly, moving the fight into the air would simply put her at a major disadvantage compared to the status quo.

The blond goddess's eyes flashed with a golden light which enveloped her entire form, bearing down on Lily with an intense pressure which would crush a lesser woman. She leaned back to put distance between her and the rapidly approaching knee, using the fraction of a second to bring her forearm up in front of her face to stop the knee in its tracks.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Hibiki on November 18, 2020, 07:24:04 PM

Nika

"Oh! They had those back in that jungle war. I haven't been much active for that one, but heard stories. They mounted them on helis and planes. Funny how your friend used it as a handgun. A bit bothersome to wield something like that, if you ask me. You can just wield a gun in one hand and then deck someone with a fist if they're bulletproof or just that good. Or that's how it works for me. If someone wants to stab me or shoot me, and can't even avoid or take a bullet, they clearly are not worth much of time. Bang, and they drop."

She said as she pointed her finger at the wall of the shop as if it was a barrel of a gun.

"Thanks for the offer. I'm a bit short on the cash. Paid my rent in advance, I've been burning my money like jet fuel. Meant to find some employment, but eh. Sightseeing for now."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on November 19, 2020, 03:15:32 AM

Suerte

Suerte giggled to her response again. The way she was so candid about all this stuff was charming to her in a way that was hard to explain. "I wish I was that tough. Back when I was younger, I trained and trained until I was stronger than anyone around me, but I never got to be bullet proof."

With the simple flick of her wrist and while maintaining eye contact with the girl, she threw the assault rifle into her back. "But for i'm not asking you to pay me back. I'll buy you the gun for free. Its a damn crime to walk into a gun store and not walk out with a gun!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on November 19, 2020, 04:53:25 AM

Lily

Yeah no... She'd dealt with this kind before, self proclaimed gods and goddesses who drew upon their foolhardy believers to achieve a false strength. She'd even taken quite a few of them.

With a sharpening of her red eyes, the golden pressure was met with her own edge, her finely honed killer instincts cancelled it out. This would surely surprise the goddess, non deities having something like this fostered from sheer stockpiled desire to kill was something out of this world...

"I noticed something..."

Her knee never met the elbow tho, at the last second, her body completely defied gravity and moved up and over it, making it seem like the redhead would overshoot her, but in the next instant she reversed her course completely and spun around to catch the taller woman in a hug. Lily's powerful legs wrapped around her arms and were about to push them in towards the goddess' torso.

"Your blows lacked weight." If she applied her full strength to this hold it should shut the goddess down completely, even if her opponent decided to bash her against the surrounding, with the level of power she'd shown she wouldn't be able to hurt Lily that way.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on November 19, 2020, 05:45:53 PM

Quote from: Umbra of Chaos on November 15, 2020, 01:30:01 AM

Balius

His eyes opened then, taking in the sight of the two renegade districts. His brow furrowed as his blood quickened in irritation, veins prominent against his skin. "They are festering wounds, yes. But what would you do with them? Short of total reeducation, you cannot purge dissent. Will you drive them out? Imprison them? Execute them?" Questioning yes... but there was something more to that. Balius was not so foolish as to threaten the goddess in her sanctum, yet there was an undeniable tension in the air as he spoke. His heartbeat quickened.

"They are separatists, yes, but they have been emboldened and empowered through you. We both know that simply slaying their gods will accomplish nothing. Cutting aberrant branches from a sickened tree will not cure it. You are the source, Columbia. If that anger you hold towards them is to be anything but self-righteous, it must be directed at you as well. Now then, what are the solutions you have considered?"

Columbia

"Cut off the head, and a cult collapses in on itself." She crossed her legs, a deep frown of discomfort never leaving her otherwise perfect beauty. It marred her face, showing a vulnerability and fear which she revealed to scarcely anyone except Balius himself. "If we destroy her, capture the mortal leadership, put them on trial-it will be a poison without guidance." She clenched her fist, and her eyes seemed to glow. "Meanwhile, the people they've so brazenly enslaved-my own children as well as all the others-they deserve freedom, the ability to make their own choices and follow their own paths."

"As for those two, complete and utter defeat seems to be the only option. The Union and Dunham have more room for leeway and negotiation. Perhaps, even recognition."

It all depended on whether Lily's mission came out as a success, or if Americana destroyed her like every other attempt which had been made.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on November 19, 2020, 11:23:57 PM

Quote from: Bern on November 19, 2020, 04:53:25 AM

Lily

Yeah no... She'd dealt with this kind before, self proclaimed gods and goddesses who drew upon their foolhardy believers to achieve a false strength. She'd even taken quite a few of them.

With a sharpening of her red eyes, the golden pressure was met with her own edge, her finely honed killer instincts cancelled it out. This would surely surprise the goddess, non deities having something like this fostered from sheer stockpiled desire to kill was something out of this world...

"I noticed something..."

Her knee never met the elbow tho, at the last second, her body completely defied gravity and moved up and over it, making it seem like the redhead would overshoot her, but in the next instant she reversed her course completely and spun around to catch the taller woman in a hug. Lily's powerful legs wrapped around her arms and were about to push them in towards the goddess' torso.

"Your blows lacked weight." If she applied her full strength to this hold it should shut the goddess down completely, even if her opponent decided to bash her against the surrounding, with the level of power she'd shown she wouldn't be able to hurt Lily that way.

Americana

Americana was astonished. How was she so strong? Where had Columbia found somebody like this? She had such strange movements, every change in momentum was completely outside her realm of experience. She kicked off the ground in such a way to catapult herself forwards while simultaniously spinning herself around to face Lily, throwing up a huge cloud of dirt and debris to obscure Lily's sight in the process. She slashed wide in front of her, trying to force Lily back to give herself some distance.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on November 20, 2020, 12:01:52 AM

Lily

With a loud swish Americana's sword slashed through the air and dust but...

It was completely unobstructed. And the next moment a pair of legs wrapped themself around her upper arms from behind.

The redhead had never stopped, the moment Americana lunged forward and spin around, she'd been following the Goddess while remaining in her blindspot. After that it wasn't to hard to jump her, she didake sure to get a tight grip on her, surely she couldn't bewak out of this...

"Surprised huh? I'm not just some little slut, Daddy put me in charge of maintaining relations with Columbia, and then that cutie of a goddess asked for a favor..."

Her wings extended as she prepared to take off while clinging to the goddess.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on November 20, 2020, 04:11:51 AM

Quote from: Bern on November 20, 2020, 12:01:52 AM

Lily

With a loud swish Americana's sword slashes through the air and dust but...

It was completely unobstructed. And the next moment a par of legs wrapped themself around her upper arms from behind.

The redhead had never stopped, the moment Americana lunged forward and spin around, she'd been following the Goddess while remaining in her blindspot. After that it wasn't to hard to jump her, she didake sure to get a tight grip on her, surely she couldn't bewak out of this...

"Surprised huh? I'm not just some little slut, Daddy put me in charge of maintaining relations with Columbia, and then that cutie of a goddess asked for a favor..."

Her wings extended as she prepared to take off while clinging to the goddess.

Americana

"Guh! Get-off me, demon!" She cried out, a faint flush rushing through her cheeks at the stronger woman's warm closeness. She struggled underneath Lily, but found herself unable to break out of the girl's greater strength.

"Damnit!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Hibiki on November 21, 2020, 01:26:20 PM

Nika

"Eh, it's more like I'm not really inconvenienced by just any regular peashooter. You could shoot me, leave some holes in me and I'd power through like it wasn't a big deal. Within reason. I guess I'd not feel cocky when seeing a minigun aimed at me. You know, just don't try it around here, no need to give some folks a heart attack."

She bet the shop staff eyed them suspiciously even as she mostly ignored their attention. She shrugged at that thought and continued chatting with Suerte.

"Where do you get all the money for that? You look you're ready to just get on with and just buy everything here." She'd look like some kind of a robber either way with that large bag full of guns. "Heh, it's gonna be funny if cops mistake you with that bag for a movie robber."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on November 21, 2020, 06:40:41 PM

Suerte

Suerte shrugged and said, "Lottery."

With another causal flick, she tossed another gun into her back. this time a submachine gun. "Well I could enchant a gun that negates regeneration, if you wanted. Although that will cost you. I may give out guns for free, but I don't work for free."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Hibiki on November 21, 2020, 09:32:40 PM

Nika

"Lottery?..." The vampire gave her a look as if she just said something incredulous. Never mind though, she didn't have mood for questioning such wild statements.

"Talk about devil's luck. And no, I will pass. You see, guns are a tool for me to separate someone who takes aim at me like wheat from chaff. If they can regenerate, they pretty much pass. There's no point in getting what you offer. I'm not really a gunslinger when it gets serious. I let the fists do talking. Maybe I could put on a show for you, but I'm preparing for a duel. By midnight, not noon, so a different thing from what you guys do."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on November 22, 2020, 03:40:15 AM

Lily

"Nope... we're going now!"

And with that Lily flapped her wings and took off while holding onto Americana. Her grip didn't falter as they got higher and higher and then they begun heading away from her district, her center of power.

"I do wonder what will happen when you get too far away from your believers. Lets explore together mhmkay.."

It didn't take that long for them to reach an empty clearing in a forest, where Lily then landed. It was beyond the edge of Dunham's border, and they were now back in Columbia.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on November 22, 2020, 03:03:50 PM

Suerte

Suerte didn't comment further on the lottery bit, aside from a little giggle. With her bag big enough to make santa feel inadequate, she hoisted it over her shoulder. Leaning forward, giving the girl a better look at her cleavage, she raised an eyebrow all while flashing the girl a grin. "A show huh? I always wished I was strong enough to kill someone with my barehand ranther than my guns, so i'm jealous. But more importantly, who are you fighting?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on November 22, 2020, 08:17:46 PM

Quote from: Bern on November 22, 2020, 03:40:15 AM

Lily

"Nope... we're going now!"

And with that Lily flapped her wings and took off while holding onto Americana. Her grip didn't falter as they got higher and higher and then they begun heading away from her district, her center of power.

"I do wonder what will happen when you get too far away from your believers. Lets explore together mhmkay.."

It didn't take that long for them to reach an empty clearing in a forest, where Lily then landed. It was beyond the edge of Dunham's border, and they were now back in Columbia.

Americana

Americana struggled as she was flown away, trying to escape from Lily's grasp, to do anything to get out of here, but from this position, she was unable to do much more than to struggle. "Let me down! The only thing that will change is they would have my protection! They're going to be attacked!"

She glared at Lily with fury in her eyes.

Still, she could feel her power waning, and Columbia's influence growing at the same time, slowly, painfully encroaching upon her.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on November 23, 2020, 03:29:01 AM

Lily

"Nah I'll protect them don't worry and for that matter so will you.."

The temperature rise just a tad as Lily wilfully focused the Succubi aspect of her aura on Americana. "The only thing that'll change is you becoming bombshell babe, you could be so cute if you just put in a bit of effort, I'm almost jealous..."

Her grip was unrelenting still, the redhead would keep this up until the fight left the goddess, which should be when her stuff disappeared, since it felt like they were from belief. "What are you gonna do when that fancy armor of yours goes away? That should count as my win, you did agree to this duel after all, are you planning on not honoring it?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on November 23, 2020, 10:22:54 PM

Americana

The Avatar's responce was to spit at Lily's face. She grinned at her with malicious anger, laying still upon the ground, protected by the unwavering faith of her devotees and her iron will to remain free. "Even if this is the end of my independence, you will be doing no such thing. I will not allow it." She replied. Her green eyes shone with the beauty of emeralds, using her own aura to protect herself from Lily's deleterious effects.

"The agreement was simply for me to smile. No more than that."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Hibiki on November 24, 2020, 05:37:26 PM

Nika

"Just another vampire. Nothing to talk much about, a matter of pride and showmanship between one creature of the night and another. It's simply damn too sunny now for a round two, you know? It'd just wouldn't feel right for a proper rematch to be held under the rays of the sun."

On a night, moonless or not, where the true domain of every self respecting vampire lied.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on November 25, 2020, 02:14:59 AM

Suerte

A warriors pride then? Suerte briefly pondered the proud warriors she had killed in the past. There was something admirable about clinging to such an abstract idea, to keeping the self even as death closed in. That was what made it so hot to snuff both their pride and their life out at once.

"I see. Well a duel is something that isn't really my problem," she said, swaying her hips as she approached the cashier's counter. Slamming her enormous bag on said counter blocked the view of the cashier. "I'll be paying with card."

Suerte turned to Nika. "Well I hope you win your duel. It would be a shame if this was the last time I saw you."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: YOLF on November 25, 2020, 05:19:35 PM

Longirsu
Columbia, forest clearing

At this distance, some hundreds of meters away, he had visual confirmation. He was suspicious that the disturbance on the border between districts caught by his drone was what it appeared, but now, there was no doubt as to the identity of the figure that had been forcefully relocated over the river. The biometrics were a match for the physical form of the Goddess Americana. A stroke of potential luck.

Soaring in the sky on an advanced terrortech unit, Longirsu patched in to Ib's channels. [Sighting confirmed.] The information automatically synched itself to the enclosing automata's system. [Engage freely. Let us lend our neighbor a hand.]

The conductor of warmachines folded one hand behind his back and raised the other. Three other combat units, basic in all but their movement abilities, rushed out from the depths of the park to distract the red-haired, fire-aspected girl with their pincers.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Umbra of Chaos on November 25, 2020, 07:43:02 PM

Galatea

[Target confirmed. Access of analysis stream confirmed. Production confirmed.] Lesser machines gathered on the outskirts of the clearing and simply watched as the vanguard charged in. But even those functions were inferior to Galatea's own. Everything within this area was slower than her. The target was superior to her in strength. She would act accordingly.

Inborn elegance and mechanical precision perfected by once-trembling hands guided her body. She waited only for the faintest flicker of awareness, the urge to act as the Terrortech forces moved in and the redhead was forced to react to them while still dealing with her captive. Then Galatea charged. Beneath her legs the earth crumbled. The branches of trees snapped off in her wake. But before the wood could even hit the ground, before so much as the sound of her movement reached the area, the automaton was already there with her scythe raised. Extending the point of impact was ideal, so the blade descended to cleave her from shoulder to hip from behind.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on November 25, 2020, 10:37:04 PM

Lily

The redhead hadn't moved a muscle as the first wave of machines had approached them. If she couldn't control every aspect of her body down to rhythm of her heartbeat, then she had no business still being alive.

"I see..."

With a loud clang the scythe hit her shoulder for a swing that was clearly meant slice her in half, yet the force behind it was quite inadequate and stopped cold against her shoulder bone.

This was the moment she had waited for, she'd deliberately appeared to lower her guard just for this moment. Her hand had already moved as the edge hit her flesh, before even the sound could have reached her ear. Her hand had moved in order to grab the top of the scythe and then pull it out of her opponent's hands.

"Friends of yours? and here I thought this was a duel..."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on November 26, 2020, 06:03:12 AM

Americana

"Humiliating." The goddess muttered under her breath. This entire state of affairs made the blond goddess's blood boil with fury. It was absolutely humiliating. This-woman-had come to her land, directly challenged her to a duel and simply carried her off as if it were nothing. Now, her only chance at escape was thanks to these two mysterious vagabonds showing up to save her.

It was unacceptable. She couldn't allow herself to be this weak. She needed to protect her flock from the angry hordes who wished to swallow them up.

The moment Lily shifted her attention to Galatea, she pushed up with her full strength, glowing with energy and determination, trying to push Lily off of her.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: YOLF on November 26, 2020, 10:33:17 AM

Longirsu

His face clouded over with the outpouring of new data on the first clash. Reaction speed alone could not account for the swiftness of the girl's response, suggesting mental faculties or trained instincts that could not be accurately tracked from bodily tells. The equipment he had painstakingly crafted for his instrument of devastation was being seized with a certainty that galled him.

No. It was still alright. The toughness of her frame was unexpected, but to eventually carve through any force, no matter how stubborn, how hopelessly enduring, how stupidly hopeful, was the purpose of the scythe. The goddess's next move should provide Ib with a distraction.

Lightning leap and whirred within his nerves, connecting his will with his machines. The machines he had sent and the ones Ib created, changed their aim to the softest points in the human physiology and the enemy's limbs that yet restrained her captive. At tbe same time, his platform hissed with depressurization, and his hands reached to his sides, wrapping around the handles of the objects offered to him.

REROUTING POWER. In his grip, the World Legacies thrummed.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Umbra of Chaos on November 26, 2020, 06:59:30 PM

Galatea

Her sensors told her what the obvious shifting of the scythe made clear. She would not be able to hold onto the Tuner, not as the girl bent over and began to leverage the power condensed into that tiny frame to pull on it. An unworried, simple message sent itself back to her creator in an instant. [Result is below expected predictions. Highly skilled. Incredible bodily control and physicality. Overall evaluation: below opponent designation range "World Hero Avram" but within the category in which the creator expects personal intervention.]

But Galatea did not pull back even as she released the scythe. "Energy readings trace you to the demonic power designated as Elizabeth, but your readings are also impure. Was your conversion voluntary or coerced?" Following the query of her melodic voice was a slight shift of her head. She didn't wait for the answer as she connected to the more stationary units at Babel and opened her mouth. The high pitch screech that burst from her mouth could turn a human's body to red jelly intermingled with bone fragments, and it could deafen them even if they were outside of the focused cone of sound that blasted right at the succubus' head.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on November 26, 2020, 11:59:29 PM

Lily

"Then I'll help myself to thi- Whoops... Owiiee! You trying to make me deaf or something??" The sonic blast made her skull ring but none of her mental faculties were that fragile, for such an attack to truly matter. It didn't really affect her motions. Regardless she had kept her grip on the scythe thingie and even flipped it around in her hand to get a better grip on it.

And then Lily put raised her foots quickly to kick the rising Americana and used her as a springboard, for a back flip that would take her right over the head of the odd sounding robot behind her.

But as she flipped over the robot girl, her long red her hair and her equally long tail swayed in the air beneath her, and they'd undoubtedly bump right into the robot unless she were to do something.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on November 27, 2020, 02:50:04 AM

Prodigal Child, Command Tank of Fifth Company
Woods near Lancaster Bridge

The 3rd Heavy Armor Battalion set up shop in these woods late last night as a part of a larger formation, protecting Dunham's side of the Lancaster Bridge in the event of a Columbian invasion. Things were getting too hairy these past few days not to, especially with those two attacks with the major powers Dunham was stuck between. This ultimately meant that First Sergeant Abhuraya Aoi has not gotten anything to eat or sleep for at least twelve hours now.

Captain Nishizumi Miho was currently away at the officers' meeting with command, leaving Aoi and her four crewmates - Privates Guso and Swanson, Corporal Akiyami, and Sergeant Suzuhara - to make a small camp by their tank as they await orders. The camp itself wasn't much, really, just a few folding stools surrounding an electric stove. Aoi herself was sitting on one of those GI Assholders, leaning forward and paying rapped attention to Guso as the private brewed the nectar of the gods on the stove - hard coffee. Bitter, bitter coffee, a drink beloved by every soldier that has the power to uplift even the most weary of hearts. "No matter hard you stare at it, it won't get finished sooner, Ma'am." Guso's trademarked deadpan brought her back down to reality.

"Tch," Abhuraya muttered, shifting her attention to her next need, "Hey, Swanson, Akiyami, you two finding the rations?"

"Got'em right here, Abhuraya-dono!" came Akiyami's cheery voice as the two subordinates crawled out the tank's side hatch, arms filled with MRE packaging, "Breakfast Menu Twelve, coming right up!"

"Coffee almost done?" Swanson's voice wasn't as lively as the Corporal's, looking like she's about ready to collapse from exhaustion herself.

"About another minute."

"Good..." The blonde private dropped her load of MRE's nearby the camping stove collapsed onto her stool as Akiyami started preparing the food.

Aoi could only stare as her subordinate started humming with a smile on her face as she tore into the packaging. "I don't get it," she started, "How are you always so...springy, Yukari?"

"Oh!" Akiyami looked up, "That's because -"

"Pack everything up!" Miho's voice suddenly rung out.

The Auburn-haired captain was practically sprinting up to their camp, a serious look plastered her face, immediately setting everyone on edge. Aoi met her as she entered the camp while the four others started shoving everything into the tank's myriad of crates, storage boxes, and armored containers. "Something happened, ma'am?"

"Americana's been kidnapped about forty minutes ago," Miho started explaining as she started climbing up the tank to the command hatch, earning gasps from her subordinates, "She's been taken somewhere into Columbia near here, and the 7th Calvary broke formation and crossed the bridge about fifteen minutes ago."

As everyone took up their positions inside the tank, Miho continued "High Command is treating this as an attack by Columbia, and we're to follow the 7th across the bridge."

First Sergeant Abhuraya Aoi's day is about to get even worse...

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Hibiki on November 27, 2020, 10:21:29 AM

Nika

"I don't plan to lose. And honestly duels to death are, well, such a shame? When you see a talent, and it's not a fight for survival, it's just so damn waste to off them. A dead man or woman don't learn from their mistakes."

Keeping in mind what she said before about separating wheat from chaff, it was pretty obvious there was some dichotomy in her logic. Duels to death were a nonsense, but all was fair in war, it looked like.

"But well, thanks for the words of encouragement, anyway. But the day is still young. I'm just trying to not think too much about until the sun sets." Shrugging, she just preoccupied herself with thoughts about the now rather the future, even if she was of course looking forward to a proper fight under a moonlight. "We've got the guns, anyway. Maybe we will even get to put them to use soon enough? Doesn't look like a too rowdy neighborhood, though, at least on a first glance."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on November 27, 2020, 09:59:04 PM

Quote from: Bern on November 26, 2020, 11:59:29 PM

Lily

"Then I'll help myself to thi- Whoops... Owiiee! You trying to make me deaf or something??" The sonic blast made her skull ring but none of her mental faculties were that fragile, for such an attack to truly matter. It didn't really affect her motions. Regardless she had kept her grip on the scythe thingie and even flipped it around in her hand to get a better grip on it.

And then Lily put raised her foots quickly to kick the rising Americana and used her as a springboard, for a back flip that would take her right over the head of the odd sounding robot behind her.

But as she flipped over the robot girl, her long red her hair and her equally long tail swayed in the air beneath her, and they'd undoubtedly bump right into the robot unless she were to do something.

Americana

Before the ringing had left her ears, she spun around as she stood up, her sword having already disappeared from her hand, reappearing as she thrust straight up at Lily's gut from beneath with the fluidity of water. Her spies had already told her about them already-they seemed to be scouting out the splinters of Columbia to set up shop.

"Tch." Now she'd owe them a big favor, and being in the debt of a mysterious mage and his creation was never a good thing.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Umbra of Chaos on November 28, 2020, 06:43:25 PM

Galatea

Even without opening her eyes, Galatea seemed entirely aware of her enemy's movements. The tail dangling in front of her as well as the rising goddess attempting to skewer the demon in the air. So her hand darted out to grab the appendage and yank the redhead right into the blade's thrust.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on November 28, 2020, 08:01:53 PM

Suerte

"Hmm? Then don't kill them," she said, pushing a hair back as she tilted her head. "You don't have to kill the other vampire if you don't want to."

Suerte lowered her eyes at the other woman, paying special attention to her next response. Turning away for just a moment, she handed the man her money and took the bag of weapons. Then, she resumed her gaze.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: YOLF on November 28, 2020, 09:40:56 PM

Longirsu

Quote from: Umbra of Chaos on November 26, 2020, 06:59:30 PM

Her sensors told her what the obvious shifting of the scythe made clear. She would not be able to hold onto the Tuner, not as the girl bent over and began to leverage the power condensed into that tiny frame to pull on it. An unworried, simple message sent itself back to her creator in an instant. [Result is below expected predictions. Highly skilled. Incredible bodily control and physicality. Overall evaluation: below opponent designation range "World Hero Avram" but within the category in which the creator expects personal intervention.]

The inventor's teeth gnashed against each other, an illogical swelling of memories consuming the periphery of his vision. So soon, barely had they stepped in this world, and already his shadow chased him. More than furious at this fact, Longirsu boiled with fury for himself like a torrent, cursing this inability to separate his goals from his enmity. But enhancement overcame passion, and cognition drowned the subconscious haze with a new stream of data around his field of view. He would always have to crush his past. This was a good opportunity to practice, to gather expertise against the threats this whole new world offered freely.

Wielding World Spear and World Shield as the picture of a mechanically perfected hoplite, his flying platform rocketed him down, swooping to intercept. The Terrortech units at his immediate disposal were little more than chaff against this creature's traits, and so he relinquished his attention on them to autonomous commands. His processing power honed instead on the enemy itself and pushing data synchronization with Ib to zero delay.

The body Longirsu saw before him emanated a heavy aspect analogous to elemental fire, that seemed to overlap the bodily functions expected of the human frame it possessed. But the thin, wavy tail was nonetheless, something like a dense bundle of nerves.

How fortuitious it was, Ib had already honed in on that same appendage. As the target attempted to flip away, Longirsu sailed into melee, placing her between the thrusting blade and the piercing tip of the extended World Spear.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on November 28, 2020, 11:06:49 PM

Lily

"Iiiiigh!"

Lily froze up and her body went completely rigid the moment the robot girl snatched her tail, then her course reverse as said robot now could easily overpower her momentum and in the next moment-

"Ah-"

Amaerucana's sword sliced right though her gut like a hot knife trough butter. But in didn't end there cause in the very next moment she was struck once more. "Ughh.." The next attack wasn't from a sword but from a spear. It too pierced her midsection, not as smoothly as the sword had, but it pierced her all the same. It left the redhead between them skewered on not just one but two two things.

She twisted back and forth as she grunted in pain, and blood spurred out of her mouth with each heavy gasp. Despite her attempts she couldn't move anywhere, not when held in place by three seperate forces.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on November 29, 2020, 06:39:55 AM

Roadrunner, Pegasus Scout Vehicle of 5th Company
Lancaster Bridge

"Look, look. I just need to hear this again, to fully understand it, is all!"

Sergeant McKinsey inhaled deeply through her nose as the assistant driver private Speer, in her typical loudmouth fashion, annoys the ever living crap out of her.

"So," the young woman, once again, began her tangent, "Americana gets kidnapped at the capital, not even a day after those attacks, gets flown all the way here, and mysteriously drops off the RADAR within a stone's throw from our position?"

"Yes..." came the jittery voice of gunner specialist Tanaka from her seat within the turret ring.

"And then, some fucktard captain in the 7th Calvary decides he has to be some big hero, drags his unit along with the rest of his battalion across the bridge and invades Columbia?"

"For the last time, yes, Speer." McKinsey's patience was wearing thin, "And watch your language."

"I'm just saying, McKinsey, that this whole thing stinks!" And off goes another Conspeeracy Theory, "We barely even got here, and then all this happens! I just feel we are the designated sacrifice to kick off the firework show!"

"And why would Americana fake her own kidnapping?" Specialist Pierre finally broke her silence from the driver's seat.

"Ah, my good Pierre, that's the thing! I believe that Americana is back in her mansion not even aware that this shit's going down. This is all fake shit cooked up by the shadow government! False flagging us into a war with Columbia, having plants in the 7th to lead the charge - it all makes sense!"

Everyone in the cabin groaned. Everyone except McKinsey, whose frown turned to an outright snarl. "Speer," she hissed, "We are going into battle! I am now ordering you to stow your shit, keep your conspiracies' to yourself, and to conduct yourself in a manner befitting your station!"

"Y-yes ma'am"

Indomitable, Command Super Heavy Tank of the 3rd Heavy Armor Battalion
Lancaster Bridge

"Checkpoint's been destroyed" Miho's soft voice came over Maho's radio headset, "The 7th must have moved on, Godmother. Over"

Maho's eyes darted to the map displaying the localized area. The 7th would have likely followed the highway - the surrounding area was pretty woods-y, limiting movement for those in a hurry. the road branches into two, with one going southward running by the last known place Americana was taken to. However, that branching occurs in the town of Phillipsburgh...

"Godmother copies, Phoenix Actual," Maho replied over the comms, "Attention all callsigns: Godmother, Valkyrie, Maiden, Phoenix, and Lancer will move on to the town of Phillipsburgh. Bulwark, Scylla, Thunder, and Jaeger will remain behind to guard our exit. Lancer Actual, I need you to leave behind two assets to help safeguard the bridge. How copy? Over."

The various company commanders - Erika (Valkyrie Actual, 1st Company), Alexandra (Bulwark Actual, 2nd Company), Ren (Scylla Actual, 3rd Company), Kaguya (Maiden Actual, 4th Company), Miho (Phoenix Actual, 5th Company), Ino (Thunder Actual 6th COmpany), Carter (Jaeger Actual, Tank Hunt Auxiliary), and Saito (Lancer Actual, Anti-Air Auxiliary) - gave their affirmatives over the battalion frequency.

And so, Dunham's tanks invade Columbia.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on November 29, 2020, 11:35:08 PM

Americana

"Enough." The goddess's voice bellowed out as if it were an order. She pulled the blade out of Lily's gut, staring right into the redhead's eyes. She reached out and grabbed her chin as if to examine her. It was gross, upsetting that she'd been beaten, however, she couldn't deny her loss. She would not return to Columbia's womb, but she would offer her champion a modicum of respect, even as she was a demoness.

"I am sorry our duel was interrupted." She intoned slowly and unnaturally, pausing to take a deep breath midway through her sentence. "You won. This interruption wasn't expected."

She turned to face the man. "How did you know I was in peril? Why did you save me?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Hibiki on November 30, 2020, 01:10:18 PM

Nika

"Eh, you are not reading between lines. I don't plan to waste her, unless she has something else in mind, then it will be just fair of me to whatever it takes when my existence is put on line. But hey, I sort of died once, so I'm not really gonna feel like like a sore loser if I'm about to die again. I have seen my fill of things, and existing for centuries is not a bad run."

She said it with a bit nonchalant tone, and there wasn't any particular weariness in her voice. She really did seem taking in stride prospect of her own potential death, while refusing to kill if it wasn't to be killed.

"We could as well die at any moment from something we can't see. So I have stopped worrying about my own chances and learned to enjoy what I can in the moment. That's all to it."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: YOLF on November 30, 2020, 05:11:20 PM

Longirsu

His eyes narrowed with critical appraisal at the girl skewered on his weapon, even as he considered Americana's words. Allowing someone who had so brought her to this point to go so easily? Letting go of a decisive advantage because she was wary of the conditions those behind it would impose on her was one thing, but because of honor? Foolishness. Longirsu would find it humiliating, if it was of personal concern at all.

But the scientist too, had no desire to burn certain bridges ahead of time. He swung the spear, letting the fiery demoness slide free of impalement, and took a step closer to Ib before turning to the goddess. He gave no word for the automaton to let go of the enemy's weak point.

"Your flight over the border was not subtle. Others have likely noticed," he said. The dispassionate scowl that marred his features turned to deeper in the woods. "Let's continue this conversation elsewhere."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 01, 2020, 12:43:06 AM

Suerte

"Well gosh," she said, resting her wrists on her wide hips. "Never thought i'd hear a vampire say somethin like that. For a girl who talked about the joys of killing a few moments ago your surprisingly merciful too."

If Suerte was in her shoes, she would kill that person so long as they consented to it. She still had a lot to learn. To be a better person would take a lot more than she was putting in now. With that thought lingering in her mind, she grabbed the bag and hoisted it over her shoulder. "Well, I need to take these back to my house. We should stay in touch."

Suerte giggled as she leaned down to offer her breasts up to the girl. "You should give me your number too."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on December 02, 2020, 04:19:37 AM

Lily

"Hey!"

Whith a heavy thump the redhead hit the ground as both weapons were pulled out of her. Even so she immediately got up, although her movements were noticeably much more sluggish than before, and it was on shake legs that she tried and failed to pull away from the robot girl's grip on her tail.

"You owe me an apology you bastard!" Her fury was directed completely towards the spear wielder. "Are you just gonna leave after breaking the sanctity if a duel by spearing me from behind. And now you're just gonna run awa like a coward. Where is your honor??"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: YOLF on December 02, 2020, 04:03:50 PM

Longirsu

The only thing worse than one 'honorable warrior' was two of them. 'Honor' was the only reason he did not have Ib taking her apart with the Tuner as it stood. He scoffed in the redhead's direction.

"I interrupted for my own reasons. Your warrior's conduct is of no relation to me, so kindly do not force your standards on my actions." Longirsu shook his head. Communications from his drones buzzed behind his eyes. "We must leave, Goddess of Dunham. Ib, release this one."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Umbra of Chaos on December 02, 2020, 04:12:45 PM

Galatea

The automaton calmly retrieved the Tuner with one hand, but she did not release the girl yet. Instead she turned to face her maker with her ever-present smile. "Creator, would it not be wise to extract a sample for future tuning? The demon's flesh is abnormally resilient to physical trauma when her extremity is untouched."

The scythe still vibrated, just the barest ring emanating from it. Only the keenest of ears or the fine-tuned sensors of the Terrortech could detect such a thing.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on December 03, 2020, 01:27:12 AM

Americana

Americana swung her sword, flinging Lily's blood upon the ground to clense her blade of it. "What are your reasons, then, Composer? Are you just going to leave?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Hibiki on December 03, 2020, 01:28:47 AM

Nika

"I guess so? But wait, if you're giving me your contacts, maybe you can too give me some details about anyone who might need some mercenary work. After I'm done with the duel, I should just look for a 'job'. Violence and money are like the two constant fixtures of the world, and I never will pass up opportunity to get my fill of the other one too."

The vampire didn't mind exchanging the details, but also clearly wanted to be referred to anyone who might need some muscle or warriors for hire. She had her expenses, after all.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: YOLF on December 03, 2020, 07:00:58 PM

Longirsu

His face went still as a frozen ocean when Ib failed to promptly follow the order, and cold eyes came to rest on his mechanical servant. For a spell, he stared through her, rather than at her. Then his lips quirked up, like a dangerous wave breaking through the surface of the ice. [A small one. Shave it off subtly and then let go.] His instructions rang, heard only by the two.

"Business," he said, addressing Americana. "If you wish to leave your domain unprotected or be caught in the midst of enemy territory and justify a response, it is your call, but I don't recommend it."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 04, 2020, 04:22:44 PM

Suerte

Suerte shook her torso, her breasts swaying back and forth. With a giggle, she pulled a card out of her bra and handed it to the girl. "There is a bounty hunting organization here that can get you clients. All you need to do is register as a bounty hunter and you can start getting clients. Maybe after your done with that we can collab on a job."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Umbra of Chaos on December 04, 2020, 10:42:37 PM

Galatea

"The probability of this one ceasing hostilities is unknown, Creator." Her tone was as melodious as ever, but there was an almost chiding element to it. Like a sibling who was watching her brother do something silly. Or perhaps it was just the listener's imagination. "Releasing her would be unwise until that condition can be guaranteed. Her ability to casually defeat the avatar-node Americana represents a threat."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on December 06, 2020, 03:35:44 AM

Quote from: YOLF on December 03, 2020, 07:00:58 PM

Longirsu

His face went still as a frozen ocean when Ib failed to promptly follow the order, and cold eyes came to rest on his mechanical servant. For a spell, he stared through her, rather than at her. Then his lips quirked up, like a dangerous wave breaking through the surface of the ice. [A small one. Shave it off subtly and then let go.] His instructions rang, heard only by the two.

"Business," he said, addressing Americana. "If you wish to leave your domain unprotected or be caught in the midst of enemy territory and justify a response, it is your call, but I don't recommend it."

Americana

Americana pursed her lips, and her anger flared outwards. "Of course not." She replied, a deep sense of self-loathing burning through her veins. She didn't have a retort. Not a proper one, based in facts and logic. This entire situation rubbed her the wrong way.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: YOLF on December 06, 2020, 05:01:10 PM

Longirsu

The shadows that perpetual weariness and indiscriminatory annoyance had worn into his face like grooves fell for an instant. Longirsu hadn't reeled back, but it was a close thing, as though he'd been slapped. Biting down on his lower lip, he turned away from the loyal machine.

"Remove her locomotive limbs then," he said. "I reckon she'll regenerate."

He didn't wait for Ib's acknowledgement before stepping away, giving Americana only a severe nod.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Hibiki on December 06, 2020, 10:03:19 PM

Nika

"Well, well, ain't that convenient." She accepted the card, looking over it. Convenient, but not very subtle. The state of this country must have been that sorry if they used private operators as overt sledgehammers. But eh, money was money.

"Shouldn't take much time to register. I may as well do it in spare time before the duel. B ut obviously I'm not planning to take any job before I settle things."

Sliding the card into pockets of her hoodie, she addressed the woman again. "I guess we will meet again later. You've gotta at least to drop off that giant conspicuous bag at wherever you live. Don't you live in a mansion?"

Being that enough rich, she probably did live in one, especially given her penchant for standing out.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 06, 2020, 11:08:16 PM

Suerte

Suerte smiled and said, "Yup! Its still being built but its a mansion alright. If you wanna stop by after you register you can. Its funny, not too long ago I lived in a small apartment, but now its a big old mansion. Life is funny like that huh?"

The cowgirl walked out of the store, expecting the girl to follow. "You could always follow me there now too if you wanted."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Umbra of Chaos on December 09, 2020, 04:14:53 AM

Galatea

A customary nod was given before Galatea brought her scythe down twice in a row, the swift movements neatly shearing off the demon's limbs and letting them fall to the floor. Those would be significantly more acceptable samples than the small amount her creator had initially allocated as well. Excellent. Then she simply needed to dispose of the rest.

So Galatea raised her hand, yanking the redhead up, before swinging with vicious force and letting the girl careen into the tree line. She then crouched down to gather up the fallen limbs before turning to her master and nodding. There was nothing left to do.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on December 09, 2020, 04:52:28 AM

Lily

The redhead merely grunted softly as her legs and arms were severed from her body with those two swings of the odd weapon. Blood spurted out in a cascade of crimson from all of the holes she now had and the redhead begun falling. However she never reached the ground as the robot girl swung her once more by her tail and yeeted her into the treeline.

She sailed away with viscous force and was about to slam straight through a thick tree when-

"Give me them back!"

Her wings burst out as her course changed completely in the blink of an eye. Like a rocket had suddenly strapped itself to her she shot towards them. A cracking sound reverberated throughout the clearing as an ominous curved blade as tall as the redhead herself emerged in mid air, right in her path.

"They're miiiiiiiine-" And as she yelled at them her teeth closed in on the handle of the blade, but that blade wasn't a mere weapon, it was death itself. A soul crushing pressure descended on the clearing and none was spared from the beast's gaze. It was time to feast.

The next instant she begun spinning through the air like a hurricane of doom. Each rotation brought with it calamity, the force of her fury clawed at the ground and the heavens alike, nothing was spared from this merciless onslaught. To face this storm of blades head on was nothing short of folly, and now that storm front was rapidly approaching them.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: YOLF on December 09, 2020, 04:58:01 PM

Longirsu

The tearing screech of death, reaching forward with its razored fingers, rattled his ears and consumed his peripherals before he was even done turning around. But Longirsu had stared down the maw of death many times. He had put up his own arms and legs, his sweat and his lifeblood, his sight and his throat, for the lethal odds that insisted on hounding their crusade for the World Gears. He would put up his very soul, or what was left for it, for the certainty of what he desired now, unrattled.

As he predicted, Ib, closest to the whirlwind of unmaking, was already in motion. Laden as she was, taking up her weapon was unavailable, but it was as natural and instant as breathing that she did the next best thing. Bending and shoving her frame to block and intercept the flood of hits that threatened to go past, breaking them upon her as waves against a rocky shore. Stone that would have been disfigured before raw numbers and strength in the time it took for a human to draw breath.

But none left more than scratches. For every clang and crash, the lesser machines behind the clash crumpled and bent horrendously, each and every one on the precipice of falling apart or exploding into sparks. But no. That didn't happen either. The entire fury of the girl's rampage fell not on the executor, not on its escort, but on the master's shield, groaning and shuddering all the way to the handle as its layers broke and reformed before Longirsu's eyes.

He took two steps towards the assault drained from breath, and the instant a ravenous chop of many fell on Ib's neck like a guilottine, vanished in a flash. A titanic clang echoed between the trees, stopping the bladed manifestation of death against the scarred face of the World Shield, as Longirsu appeared. On his face, naked focus, in his grip on the World Spear, cold scorn.

He did not lance, but swung through the opening, and the weapon fell as to split Lily from shoulder to groin and render one wing shorn entirely.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Hibiki on December 10, 2020, 01:20:35 AM

Nika

"I'll pass. I might just lose the sense of a time if I get carried away and look through every nook and cranny."

She declined. The vampire wasn't actually that absent minded, and clearly exaggerated, but she wanted to just enjoy the rest of the day in more outdoor fashion. She wondered when she would get just tired of daywalking.

"Anyway, I guess I'll see you when we cross paths again."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on December 11, 2020, 06:46:27 PM

The Jazz Playhouse
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0vf6E2Pu7Hc)

The slow moan of a saxaphone emanated from an upscale building in the downtown of the Capitol, cast in shadow by the immense mountain visible throughout all of Columbia. Inside, they were hosting an event-in commemoration of the ceasing of hostilities in the Columbian Civil War, the staunchly pro-peace owners were hosting a happy hour. Live music, half price drinks, and a large dance floor all waited for those brave enough to show off their moves.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 11, 2020, 07:06:13 PM

Evan

Evan stood on the outside of the balcony, overlooking the twilight skyline. Arms folded over the protective rail and a smile as soft as the gentle breeze. What he saw in the orange sky was an uncertain future, in the people below, happy smiling faces. That calm dower aura from his old world didn't exist here. It almost felt as if a presence calmed this entire city. Thats why when the wind ruffled his suit, he wondered where the wind was going.

I'm supposed to be dead.

Looking over his shoulder, he took in the party around him. Inside the translucent glass doors were people dressed up in fancy or otherwise stylish outfits. There were tables decorated with fine wine and snacks. Tables were placed outside on the balcony, where some patrons enjoyed overpriced but high quality meals. At the very least, it was a pretty fine sight. Maybe it was the euphoria he was still feeling from surviving or the slivers of happiness he felt from the world around him, but Evan couldn't help but smile.

Maybe its about time for me to dance.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on December 11, 2020, 10:17:58 PM

Marc

Dum dum tss. Badum bdoom tss.

A cheat, a crook and a swindler laid on a chair with a relaxed slouch, basically melting into the seat. The few movements he made were reserved to rhythmic head-bopping and rhythmic drink sipping. Officially, he was here to scout the place and look for talent, since he was a club owner himself. But honestly, they had him at drinks for half-off.

"Oh man..." And that's when the last sad drop dropped down his parched tongue. There were no words to describe the anguish and pain in his face. If this was karma for all the crimes he'd committed, then -

Bof. Elle est villaine, ma belle chance. Guilty as charged.

To laze around in his own misery, comfortable and happy on this nice chair... or get up and bother to get more drinks. What a hard choice, one his butt cheeks resisted every second. Buuut his liver didn't hate him enough to refuse yet. So he picked his empty flask, stretched like a cat, and got ready to head down. That's when a fancy looking fellow caught his eye, and just before he could commit to more drinks, he decided to commit to some pleasant chatter.

"You know, the cuties are back downstairs." He walked up to the rail and rested on it next to Monsieur Moustache, his bottle dangling playfully. Now they just looked like matching cats.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on December 12, 2020, 01:52:56 AM

Thorra

"Hoh? Are you asserting that I'm not a cutie?"

A tall blond, nearly seven feet in height, walked out to join the two men on the balcony. She wore little more than a skimpy swimsuit top and shorts which barely covered her ass. Despite that, she had an inescable air of magesty that hinted there was more to this whoreish looking woman than met the eye, in addition to the immense hammer with a haft nearly half as long. It hung from a loop on her shorts, dangling next to her in a manner which seemed to defy physics. Thorra had wandered upstairs looking for a drinking partner, or so she'd thought. Now, she'd felt something special about these two men which had drawn her attention and compelled her to join them and to enjoy the view. She waved at them both as she walked through the crystal-clear glass door. "Mind if I join?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on December 13, 2020, 09:22:01 PM

Neptune

"Whew girl you still dress like that huh, people are gonna think you're just an easy lay and nothing else..." Neptune was a bit miffed that Marc had just left hr at the bar to search for more drinks or some other inane excuse, or maybe having her around was crippling his game... it did probably look like the two of them were an item. She had enough after about a minute and followed him to the balcony, only to find him with a well dresesd taller man and her former client who was even taller than him.

"Now this is how you look like a cutie, don't you agree boss?"" The purple haired girl had gone out of her way to dress up for this, and since she was hired for her magical talent, why not go all the way and play the role of the witch (https://i.imgur.com/ZIoc1nS.jpg).

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 13, 2020, 09:51:56 PM

Evan

Evan raised an eyebrow at the man's comment, before taking the blond girl's wrist in his palms. "It is not the clothes that make the woman, but the other way around," he said, looking at the gruff looking man before facing the blond. "If you were to join me in a just a single dance, I would remember your lovely face even in my dreams."

The once coveted mage of lies held his free hand behind his back and motioned with his hands. A song (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7utAfa2SzMU&t=152s)began playing the second he finished his sentence, almost as if the divines themselves were blessing him with the track. In reality, it was nothing special. Evan had talked to the dj of the club, asking him for a particular track. They hit it off with the music choice and Evan confessed he was a bit lonely. The two conspired to help him find a date and thus coordinated various signals to change the music to help out Evan's game. The original plan was to play a more upbeat track like this once he found a partner inside, but he didn't expect to be approached. The signal he sent to the DJ was to change the track early.

"After you decide this gentlemen's fate, I must ask, do you know these two?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on December 13, 2020, 10:10:38 PM

Quote from: YOLF on December 09, 2020, 04:58:01 PM

Longirsu

The tearing screech of death, reaching forward with its razored fingers, rattled his ears and consumed his peripherals before he was even done turning around. But Longirsu had stared down the maw of death many times. He had put up his own arms and legs, his sweat and his lifeblood, his sight and his throat, for the lethal odds that insisted on hounding their crusade for the World Gears. He would put up his very soul, or what was left for it, for the certainty of what he desired now, unrattled.

As he predicted, Ib, closest to the whirlwind of unmaking, was already in motion. Laden as she was, taking up her weapon was unavailable, but it was as natural and instant as breathing that she did the next best thing. Bending and shoving her frame to block and intercept the flood of hits that threatened to go past, breaking them upon her as waves against a rocky shore. Stone that would have been disfigured before raw numbers and strength in the time it took for a human to draw breath.

But none left more than scratches. For every clang and crash, the lesser machines behind the clash crumpled and bent horrendously, each and every one on the precipice of falling apart or exploding into sparks. But no. That didn't happen either. The entire fury of the girl's rampage fell not on the executor, not on its escort, but on the master's shield, groaning and shuddering all the way to the handle as its layers broke and reformed before Longirsu's eyes.

He took two steps towards the assault drained from breath, and the instant a ravenous chop of many fell on Ib's neck like a guilottine, vanished in a flash. A titanic clang echoed between the trees, stopping the bladed manifestation of death against the scarred face of the World Shield, as Longirsu appeared. On his face, naked focus, in his grip on the World Spear, cold scorn.

He did not lance, but swung through the opening, and the weapon fell as to split Lily from shoulder to groin and render one wing shorn entirely.

Americana

The goddess clenched her fist as she watched this travesty unfold. First, she'd lost her duel, being dragged all the way out here. She'd accepted it-she needed to protect her people, and were a creature as powerful as this fire elemental choose to destroy them, it would prove to quickly devolve into a battle of annihilation. But this... These two had been meeting with the cursed and contemptable goddess, making their own mysterious plans which themselves could easily prove to be a grave threat to her in their own right. Furthermore, they'd interrupted an honorable duel, one which she'd lost fairly, and were now seeking to brutalize her rival for their research.

"Unacceptable." She growled. Out here, she suddenly felt freed-she didn't need to worry about unleashing her full strength or its consequences. Here, she could fight to her utmost and fullest, however she damn well pleased.

A sword came rushing towards the mysterious interlopers, careening towards the man's robotic companion.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on December 13, 2020, 11:01:36 PM

Lily

"Bravo."

That was all she could say to this man. It had been a brilliant deception, the cowardly ambushes on a duel and the swarm of minions he was hiding behind. Then there was the way he had spoken to the Goddess Avatar, you add all this together and you wouldn't expect that this outcome, that this was the truth.

That he himself was the biggest threat here.

And she was proved wrong by the spear severing her torso and ripping one of her wings off, no it was more like that spear had eaten her fire. That weapon was an artifact on par with no perhaps even greater than her Katana and she'd charged him head on. It was her fault really, she'd gotten too complacent after fighting nothing but weaklings since coming here.

Even so with her ability to fly crippled, there was no way she could win this, not with the majority of her body missing. Her arms and legs were on the ground twitching and rolling around aimlessly. Not like she had any chance of controlling them with both having to suppress her blade and the aftereffects of getting hit by that spear.

All she could do was aimlessly float away to gain some distance from him.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on December 13, 2020, 11:04:23 PM

Marc

"Wow wow wow. Woaw." The blonde was more stunning than being hit by a truck. Mon dieu.[/i] He almost dropped his drink, totally swooning at the blonde lady. Barely noticeable wisps of aura appeared on his edges.

Thank goodness Nep showed up to snap him out of it, poofing the excited chi away. But now he had even more things to swoon over, goddamn it Nep.

"Oh, hoh! That is spookily dramatic! Noice. You're skipping steps though, jumping wayyy past cute and straight into honey." He ruffled her cute hat affectionately - only for the lights to change, the music to snap into a different tune, and a damning declaration to be declared.

"Woooooow." That hipster stache guy was good, no way around it. That had to be a really nice and smooth setup. "Man, if you did that to me, I'd probably have to marry you on the spot."

So he tipped a friendly thumbs up to the moustache guy.

"You can call me Marc." He turned to the blonde woman and waved at her. "And of course I mind, how dare you come to a dance party to join folks and socialize. That's just unacceptable, come over here." He flashed a toothy grin and put his hands behind his back. "Didn't know they allowed weapons like that in here, that's way better than cute. You're totally a badass."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Umbra of Chaos on December 13, 2020, 11:31:38 PM

Galatea

Swiftness and strength brought the sword down upon Galatea's body. But rather than the shattering of metal, rather than so much as a dent, the blade went utterly still. At the edge of the clearing a Terrortech unit exploded in a furious cacophony of converted sound, but the girlish automaton's body was unmarred.

Galatea gave the goddess no time to react to her seeming invulnerability. She hadn't even truly attempted to defend herself, and with the feeds from the constructs in the area she was entirely aware of Americana's movements. Instead her hands gripped Americana's own wrists with her full strength, pushing the woman's hands apart. [Creator, in consideration of the difference in skill I will reduce this combat to a test of physicality. Please incapacitate the avatar at your leisure.]

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: YOLF on December 14, 2020, 12:06:12 AM

Longirsu

His notice slipped away from the crippled elemental, just as quickly falling on the wrathful goddess. It was no concern to Longirsu that the former shamble away now. His eyes honed in on Americana's face like a scalpel, leveling the points of his weapon against her neck.

"Stupid goddess. I want to rid you of a danger, and you foil me at every turn," he spat. Long ago, his voice had grown cold and congealed in a poison that tolerated no life, no humor for mistakes. If he sounded pleasant before, it was merely deception. This was the conductor's true state.

He pressed the edge on her skin, drawing red ichor and spilling a faint trail across the World Spear.

"With a ruler like this, your people would be better off as building materials."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on December 14, 2020, 12:57:48 AM

Prodigal Child, Command Tank of Fifth Company
Phillipsburgh

Phillipsburgh was a moderately-sized town of roughly 23,000 people. It largely owed its existence to the intersecting highways running through the forested south-east of Columbia, being a hub for the various lumber companies operating in the area. Such a hub, in fact, that the northern half is dominated by the industry - saw mills, truck stops, and warehouses line both sides of Highway 44, the northeast-southwest road. Highway 13, the east-west roadway, is the primary boundary between the industrial zone with the rest of the township.

The southeast quarter of Phillipsburgh is known as "The Bricks" or "Old Town," where the small city kept not only the older buildings, but the older brick roads as well. Aside from local governance, it is also the site of many of the shops as well as where the wealthier citizens call home. The southwest quarter of the small city is where the majority of the populace lives, a largely middleclass assortment of small neighborhoods and cul-de-sacs that expands out to the woods. Most of the people living here either work the shops, or, more likely, make their living in the mills and distribution centers to the north.

That was all Miho deigned to read about the town from her data pad. History and local attractions meant little in a combat situation like this one, even if her curiosity is a bit piqued. The 3rd Heavy Armor already encountered elements of the 7th Cavalry, who were in the middle of securing the city hall and the police station (Especially for the armory therein), as well as putting up barricades and checkpoints for the major roads. Maho directed them to aid in these efforts, and so Miho was deploying her company to the southwest half of Highway 44.

Nearing the city limits, she saw a group of 7th infantry men piling sandbags and extending razorwire into makeshift barricades. "Pull over here, Suzuhara," the brunette ordered, "I think these are the guys."

"Yes, ma'am."

Once the tank stopped, Miho opened the command hatch and raised herself halfway out of the cupola. She waved a pair of soldiers over, "You guys Echo Company?"

"Yes, ma'am!" One acknowledged as they both saluted, "Allow me to get Captain Matthews."

Makeshift Forward Operating Base
Parking Lot of Liberty Lumber Mill, Phillipsburgh

Though Maho's face appears to be stoic to the average soldier, those who knew her are able to pick up the minor expressions that indicated the colonel was, in fact, fuming as she climbed down from the Baneblade Indomitable with her staff.

The 7th were building a makeshift base of operations her at this saw mill, more or less due to its centralized location just off from where the two highways meet. And that was where their commanding officer was. Maho entered the command tent, quickly scanning for the highest ranking individual in the room. Her eyes landed on a golden oak leaf insignia - a Major - who was standing over a radio set holding a microphone up. "-I repeat, we are not here as conquerors. Our stay will be temporary. There will be no enforcement of Dunham laws onto your populace, nor will we make any demands of you. We simply ask for you to not interfere with our operations. We will make every consideration for civilians, but we will also defend ourselves if need be - "

Maho could hear what he was saying from the city loudspeakers outside. The 7rth must have hijacked the local radio stations and are trying to pacify the population of Phillipsburgh. Not like it really matters, though - the Columbians will, in the end, be a belligerent population to them. This is all hostile territory for the soldiers of Dunham. The populace will start off by feeding Columbian military their numbers and positions, and, once the military arrives, the civilians will be taking potshots at their backs. This will then only escalate to militias cutting off their escape routes as the Columbian Army closes in for the kill. In the end, Maho knew that this was ultimately territory that neither the 7th Calvary or her own 3rd Heavy Armor could hold.

Once the Major finished, though, that was when the brunette approached him. "Where's Lieutenant Colonel Wright?"

The man, a Major Knights, barely looked at her before leading her to an enlarged map of the surrounding area, "We left him behind in Dunham, ma'am."

"What?" This surprised Maho, shock noticeably showing through her otherwise stern face."

"I know you might have a lot of questions, ma'am, but now is the time for preparing. Just know that this was all my idea and you can line me up against a wall later."

"This was your doing?" Anger started to well up inside her, not just for Knights dismissal of her (despite her being ranking officer now), but now that they basically have a war on their hands that many will see Dunham initiating, "What the He - what were you thinking?!"

Knights turned to face her, his voice low, "I was thinking that Americana has to be returned to us at all costs, that she is more important than anyone of us, and that not acting was a betrayal onto her."

"And so you bucked orders, broke formation, and invaded Columbia?"

"Without Americana, Dunham is nothing."

"Invading Columbia will reduce us to no-" Maho remembered herself then, noticing how the enlisted were paying attention to their squabble. Gritting her teeth, she changed course, "I am now the ranking officer here, and will be taking control of this operation until General Sawyer arrives. Is that understood, Major?"

The older man was silent for a moment, before acknowledging her authority.

Highway 44 South Checkpoint
Phillipsburgh

First Sergeant Aoi approached the officers huddled around a makeshift shack - Captain Miho Nishizumi, First Lieutenant Mutsuki (Miho's XO), and Captain Matthews. "Captain Nishizumi? Colonel Nishizumi is hailing you and Matthews on the vox."

Miho looked up at her, thanked her, and started walking back to the tank with Matthews trailing behind her. Aoi heard him ask "Vox?" as they walked away.

It was a few minutes later when the two officers returned. Miho spoke "Mutsuki, you are going to be under the temporary command Matthews here. Just got new orders - I'm to take one of our squadrons, the two Pegasi, and one of Matthew's platoons down south."

"The colonel is sending you out to rescue Her?" the XO asked, a combination of worry and faint jealousy falling across her face.

"Yes," Miho affirmed.

Over the years, Miho has picked up some of her sister's stoicness - her nervousness about going deeper into enemy territory only being shown by a slight shaking of her left hand. She turned to her 7th counterpart, "Have your selected platoon meet us by the wire in about five minutes. May Americana grace us in our endeavors."

A few minutes later, five tanks, three IFV's and two scout vehicles left the city limits, heading southwest to where Americana dropped off of RADAR...

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on December 14, 2020, 09:40:00 PM

Thorra

Thorra took in a deep breath as her benefactor showed up seemingly out of nowhere. She sighed as she turned to face Neptune, looking down at the small woman. So this was why she'd found herself in this bar, joining this group of people-fate was conspiring for her to continue on her current quest, dragging her forwards ceaselessly and unerringly with no regard to her own wishes.

Well, fuck that. She was nobody's slave. She owned herself, and she needed a moment of respite. Fate would try to punish her later, and she would crush whatever challenge was sent after her when that time came. The hammer's body cocked her head with a wide grin and flashed her perfect pearly whites at Neptune. "Seems a bit toothless coming from a girl dressed up as a witch. You're as bad at reading the room as me!"

Thorra then turned towards Marc, making sure to wink at Evan as her eyes passed over him. She took a bold step forwards, planting her hand against the wall above his head. She leaned down, staring directly into his eyes with bold intensity, sparks of electricity running down the length of her body and batheing her in the blue glow of plasma. Then, after a few moments of sizing him up, she giggled. "You've found a pretty interesting young man, Nep. Quite a catch."

Finally, Thorra turned towards Evan, and flashed him the same friendly disarming smile she'd given to Marc. "I know Neptune. She's an acquaintance of mine. But I didn't quite catch your name..." The demigoddess offered him her hand, the intense glow of electricity calming down around her. She took a step back and grinned, leaning down to be closer to his height. "My name's Thorra. Thorra Mjölnirsdotter. It's nice to meet you."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on December 15, 2020, 07:05:55 PM

Quote from: YOLF on December 14, 2020, 12:06:12 AM

Longirsu

His notice slipped away from the crippled elemental, just as quickly falling on the wrathful goddess. It was no concern to Longirsu that the former shamble away now. His eyes honed in on Americana's face like a scalpel, leveling the points of his weapon against her neck.

"Stupid goddess. I want to rid you of a danger, and you foil me at every turn," he spat. Long ago, his voice had grown cold and congealed in a poison that tolerated no life, no humor for mistakes. If he sounded pleasant before, it was merely deception. This was the conductor's true state.

He pressed the edge on her skin, drawing red ichor and spilling a faint trail across the World Spear.

"With a ruler like this, your people would be better off as building materials."

Quote from: Bern on December 13, 2020, 11:01:36 PM

Lily

"Bravo."

That was all she could say to this man. It had been a brilliant deception, the cowardly ambushes on a duel and the swarm of minions he was hiding behind. Then there was the way he had spoken to the Goddess Avatar, you add all this together and you wouldn't expect that this outcome, that this was the truth.

That he himself was the biggest threat here.

And she was proved wrong by the spear severing her torso and ripping one of her wings off, no it was more like that spear had eaten her fire. That weapon was an artifact on par with no perhaps even greater than her Katana and she'd charged him head on. It was her fault really, she'd gotten too complacent after fighting nothing but weaklings since coming here.

Even so with her ability to fly crippled, there was no way she could win this, not with the majority of her body missing. Her arms and legs were on the ground twitching and rolling around aimlessly. Not like she had any chance of controlling them with both having to suppress her blade and the aftereffects of getting hit by that spear.

All she could do was aimlessly float away to gain some distance from him.

Quote from: Umbra of Chaos on December 13, 2020, 11:31:38 PM

Galatea

Swiftness and strength brought the sword down upon Galatea's body. But rather than the shattering of metal, rather than so much as a dent, the blade went utterly still. At the edge of the clearing a Terrortech unit exploded in a furious cacophony of converted sound, but the girlish automaton's body was unmarred.

Galatea gave the goddess no time to react to her seeming invulnerability. She hadn't even truly attempted to defend herself, and with the feeds from the constructs in the area she was entirely aware of Americana's movements. Instead her hands gripped Americana's own wrists with her full strength, pushing the woman's hands apart. [Creator, in consideration of the difference in skill I will reduce this combat to a test of physicality. Please incapacitate the avatar at your leisure.]

Malicia

A large concentration of magic suddenly gathered directly above Lily as spacetime was ruptured, creating a wormhole from the pleasure palace through the link Elizabeth possessed to Lily. A six-foot tall demoness without pants warped through it, her fiendish beauty on a rare full display. Batlike wings outstretched two meters on either side of her, and a long, sinuous tail hung between her legs. She held a large maul as long as she was tall in one hand, glowering down at the two who had harmed her charge so grievously.

"I will be taking Lily away from this battlefield. If you do not wish to incur the wrath of my lord, I expect you to allow us to leave freely."

Americana

This situation had already expanded well beyond what Americana was comfortable with, and then some. She did not believe she had good chances of winning this duel with the mallefic robots against her, nor against their controller, whom had already proved himself to be exceptionally good at combat.

She needed to escape. Fast.

Yet, she had no way to facilitate such a turn. "Perhaps you should have come to discuss things with me personally." She replied. "The only thing I'm aware of is that you're in cahoots with one of my mortal enemies-despicable people whom corrupt the name of my goddess." She glared at Longisru with patient defiance, unwilling to even give a step. "I will never allow you to harm my people!" With a roar, she suddenly burst out of the grip of Galetea, leaping back to gain as much distance as she could, and kicking up a dust-storm in the process. The pressure of her aura flared up as her emotions peaked in intensity.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on December 15, 2020, 09:25:19 PM

Neptune

"No, just no, he's my new employer..." Neptune answered quickly, not even willing to entertain the idea of them being a couple. That was waaay way too unprofessional and he wasn't her type anyways. She shrugged and turned to leave the balcony, this was leaving a bad taste in her mouth and she couldn't figure which was worse, the clichéd romantic bullshit from the guys or the over the top aggressive forwardness from her ex client.

"Yeah boss... If you're gonna be chatting up chicks I'll be at the bar getting more drinks..."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Umbra of Chaos on December 16, 2020, 01:07:22 AM

Galatea

Only silence was broadcast over the Terrortech communications link, and yet that seemed to be an effective chiding all on its own. But Galatea said nothing to Longirsu. She simply lifted up her scythe instead and stared at the retreating goddess. Calm as ever, almost gently, she began to speak.

"Where will you run?" With her voice, the question even sounded like it contained genuine concern. "You cannot protect your district. A simple raid completed by myself would result in innumerable casualties, and your own power would wane. Will alone is not enough, especially when you cannot control yourself. We would not even be enemies if you had prioritized your people over your pride. You do not have the capacity to be a protector."

Ineffective. Inefficient. Incapable. It was an image clear in the mind of her creator. How pitifully weak the hands that held the lance and sword were compared to the trembling fingers that coaxed the barrier around the village into form.

The automaton turned to face another side of the clearing. "I detect numerous armored vehicles identified with you district incoming. If you surrender they will be spared, as will your district. If you flee, they will die. If you fight, both will die. Decide."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 16, 2020, 01:48:20 AM

Evan

"Evan Johnson," he said. Even while maintaining his smile, his pupils drifted towards the lightning. That was real magic wasn't it? It was possible he was flirting with a cyborg or biohuman with enhanced abilities but that didn't seem like it. There was usually a tell and Evan was intimately familiar with those.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: YOLF on December 16, 2020, 03:15:20 AM

Longirsu

While he cursed, throwing off his weapon the blood that poured from Americana's shallow wound upon her evasion, Ib had already taken initiative. Sprung the net of control they needed to salvage this misbegotten venture. Longirsu dimly registered the arrival of the other demonic creature and committed to mind the traits of the portal, but their escape was irrelevant. This was a blunder that needed to be corrected now. Because of his naivety. Because of his ego, he now had to listen to Ib's voice produce such merciless words.

His next command was like a general's bellow in the Terrortech comms. [Ib, I authorize you to use the Knightmare factor. Your target is Americana.]

Longirsu's hand squeezed the haft of the World Spear, and it whined to life. Carving the flesh of the fiery one had gathered an unexpected sulprus of energy, and with one thought, the Orchestrator now saw it processed. A stream of black geometries shining with conductive tracks and circuitry burst from the blunt end of the weapon and divided itself among the lesser Terrortech units that remained, in an instant concluding the process of assimilation.

Where the flow of ancient metatechnology disappeared, it left behind tempered metal and enhanced mechanisms. Longirsu's expression brightened harshly, equally poised for slaughter or battle.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on December 17, 2020, 01:22:00 AM

Quote from: yinsukin on December 16, 2020, 01:48:20 AM

Evan

"Evan Johnson," he said. Even while maintaining his smile, his pupils drifted towards the lightning. That was real magic wasn't it? It was possible he was flirting with a cyborg or biohuman with enhanced abilities but that didn't seem like it. There was usually a tell and Evan was intimately familiar with those.

Thorra

"Evan... what a nice name." Thorra replied. "I'd be happy to join you on the dancefloor, but I only know how to waltz. You'll have to teach me more." The tall hammer offered him her palm. "Shall we?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on December 17, 2020, 04:39:42 PM

Marc

Marc's eyebrow raised cheekily. Of course, maybe it was because he was a hopeless brute, but he had a hunch about that lady. The lady had good eyes, the sort that makes professionals skip a beat. "Hehe, thanks Thorra. Sorry though, the only couple I'm part of is a couple of troublemakers." His cheeky wink was outright criminal.

"Hehe, sure guys, have fun!" He waved at the duo and pointed a finger at Nep. "Aw, suit yourself. I'll probably get plastered myself in just a bit. You know what, if you feel it, come to the game room or something."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on December 17, 2020, 06:15:12 PM

Malicia

In the absence of any respond or moves against her or her charge, the elder demoness swooped down to collect Lily's battered torso in her arms, before disappearing with her as fast as she'd arrived.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on December 17, 2020, 07:25:33 PM

Roadrunner, Pegasus Scout Vehicle of 5th Company
South of Phillipsburgh

"Pegasus One, two, move ahead of the convoy," Miho's voice came through the comms, "There is no air cover or recon. You are our eyes and ears now, over."

"Wilco, Valkyrie Actual. We'll let you know if we come across anything! Over and out." Sergeant McKinsey responded, "Time to put the metal to the pedal, Beth!"

"Aye aye, ma'am!" McKinsey's counterpart in the sister vehicle Raptor excitedly responded.

Both of the armored scouts zoomed ahead of the makeshift convoy, quickly reaching their maximum speed as they traversed down the highway.

Prodigal Child, Command Tank of Fifth Company
South of Phillipsburgh

Miho watched the two Pegasi roar ahead from her cupola, quickly becoming green dots in the distance. It will be up to them to locate Americana, and to warn them of any danger coming their way. Miho swung around to view the convoy she was now leading, take stock once again to help calm her nerves.

She selected Lieutenant Akaboshi Koume's squadron, three standard 'Russes and an Annihilator. That last tank was the key to her strategy in this operation - the twin-linked lascannons, while be specialized against armor, are also potent for highly durable creatures, like the theoretical one that was used in the kidnapping of her goddess. The primary weapon also has superior elevation to the battlecannon, and, combined with it being a pair of lasers, can be used as a makeshift anti-air weapon for low altitude aircraft/monsters. The only gap in her defenses, vehicle-wise, would be against fast movers (jetfighters).

Or against superhuman entities. Miho still hasn't figured out what to do if she were to encounter those outside of an ambush she sets up.

So, Captain Nishizumi is going to have to rely on the infantry being hauled in those box-on-treads Puma Infantry Support Vehicles. A smallish rifle platoon of augmented soldiers consisting of two rifle squads, a heavy weapons squad, and their commander - a Lieutenant Sorenson. She's not all too familiar with these men and women, but it seems that they are just as confused bumrushing Columbia as she was. She's hoping that they'd follow her orders to the letter in this scenario, instead of trying to be heroes like their Major apparently did...

"Keep your eyes peeled, everyone" The brunette spoke over the comms, "This is Charlie's backyard. He's not gonna be happy when he realizes we're here. Eyes to the sky and the trees, but do not fire unless I give the order to. How copy?"

A wave of affirmations graced her ears as she gripped her magnoculars. All that was left was to wait until contact was initiated.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 17, 2020, 09:45:42 PM

Evan (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7utAfa2SzMU)

"Come now, no need for such flattery. I am a simple man with an ordinary name," he said, taking her hand with a gentle smile. It was the kind where the lips did not stretch fully out into a full smile but did not remain neutral. His eyelids were low and focused on hers. With a little yank, he tried to draw her closer to himself, pulling her into his space and spinning her around his body into the doorway of the ballroom. That was the only yes he would give her.

The dancefloor was a polished hardwood design, a massive square that took up the majority of the room. Outside of this square were tables that served food and wine. People stood around talking in the area. Those who were brave enough to dance were on the floor. There was an unoffical organization to it. On the outer edges, friends gathered together and danced, forming little circles of simple plutonic party dancing. A ring closer to the center couples danced, rotating around the center of the square. There was this strange unwritten sense that anyone could go in the center, but no one wanted to. Indeed, if someone did go to the center, they would fall victum to the undivided unfiltered attention and judgement of the crowd.

And Evan walked Thorra straight to the center.

"Still, I like to consider myself bold at the very least." The two stood in the center of the arena. Just as you would expect, eyes were drawn from the crowd. Currently it was just the couples and their curious side eyes, but there would likely be more to come. "Don't look down or around, just look into my eyes."

"Now you said you only know the waltz right? This is just some simple ballroom dancing." A hand drifted towards the upper part of her lower back, right where upper and lower back meet, a hand's length below where one would unhook a bra. The palm of his hand pressured her back, guiding her back and forth. "Don't worry, I won't unhook your dress. I'll guide us, but the hard part will be matching your feet to mine. We need to make sure we don't step on each others toes."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on December 18, 2020, 01:29:51 AM

Marc

The criminal whistled to the beat and swaggered his way downstairs, though all of a sudden he felt like hitting up something different. Just before getting down the dance floor, he noticed one of the floors had a nice little entertainment room, with some damn fancy pool tables.

"Oh man, it sure brings me back." He soon helped himself to the stick, twirling it and checking out the nice wood carvings. Man, talk about style. He flipped some of the balls behind his back and toyed around with them, juggling the set aloofly while setting them all up in a nice neat triangle.

"Hehehe, anyone wants to join me?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 18, 2020, 03:09:45 AM

Bar Guys

"You bitch! Stop messing with us! Thats not how you play pool!"

"Oh god, is he hurt?"

"He's bleeding!"

"Umm maybe I can get a ambulance called?"

"Forget it you've done enough!"

A man rammed into Marc, slamming into his shoulder as he walked past. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a phone. "Hello, 911? Yeah we have an unconcious body in immediate need of medical attention. Where we?"

Two men followed, dragging a man with a bloody head across the floor. Suerte after the two, waving at them. "Call me and let me know if he's safe!"

All three men turned to her. "NO!"

Suerte walked over behind Marc, slumping over in a chair. She was dressed in a skin tight dress, the kind that were designed to cling to the breasts and hips. Her cleavage was almost spilling out from the top, a bit of blood on the tip. Her wide hips pushed the dress to its limit, with her bare thighs escaped the bottom of the dress which barely covered her ass and crotch. Her hair was curled, with medium sized blood loops.

"I don't wanna play pool anymore...."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on December 18, 2020, 04:04:13 PM

Marc

"Ooof." The criminal almost got the wind knocked out of him by the sudden ram. Almost. Even under those expensive clothes, his corded muscles weren't just for show - he barely budged at all! If anything, he had to shift his weight to let the guy through at all.

Ball in one hand and cue in the other, he shifted a curious glance, fixing his tie and letting bits of his neck show inadvertently.

"Wait... woah. You okay lady?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on December 18, 2020, 11:48:51 PM

Quote from: yinsukin on December 17, 2020, 09:45:42 PM

Evan (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7utAfa2SzMU)

"Come now, no need for such flattery. I am a simple man with an ordinary name," he said, taking her hand with a gentle smile. It was the kind where the lips did not stretch fully out into a full smile but did not remain neutral. His eyelids were low and focused on hers. With a little yank, he tried to draw her closer to himself, pulling her into his space and spinning her around his body into the doorway of the ballroom. That was the only yes he would give her.

The dancefloor was a polished hardwood design, a massive square that took up the majority of the room. Outside of this square were tables that served food and wine. People stood around talking in the area. Those who were brave enough to dance were on the floor. There was an unoffical organization to it. On the outer edges, friends gathered together and danced, forming little circles of simple plutonic party dancing. A ring closer to the center couples danced, rotating around the center of the square. There was this strange unwritten sense that anyone could go in the center, but no one wanted to. Indeed, if someone did go to the center, they would fall victum to the undivided unfiltered attention and judgement of the crowd.

And Evan walked Thorra straight to the center.

"Still, I like to consider myself bold at the very least." The two stood in the center of the arena. Just as you would expect, eyes were drawn from the crowd. Currently it was just the couples and their curious side eyes, but there would likely be more to come. "Don't look down or around, just look into my eyes."

"Now you said you only know the waltz right? This is just some simple ballroom dancing." A hand drifted towards the upper part of her lower back, right where upper and lower back meet, a hand's length below where one would unhook a bra. The palm of his hand pressured her back, guiding her back and forth. "Don't worry, I won't unhook your dress. I'll guide us, but the hard part will be matching your feet to mine. We need to make sure we don't step on each others toes."

Thorra

The demigoddess followed him into the center of the room with the unashamed confidence befitting a god. Thorra's soft, sensual body, the amount of skin she showed, and her towering height all drew attention to her and her partner. . She reveled in attention. It bolstered her strength and bound heroic deeds to her legend. She smiled, looking down at the man almost a head shorter than her, appriciating the strength of his character. It wouldn't have been easy to do, not even with great confidence in his abilities.

After a few small mishaps, Thorra's movements grew to the challenge, mimicking his own movements with perfect symmetry. Her steps were as light as a feather and had a purposeful flair which showed her true colors to those with the eye for it. She was no dancer, yet she had a supernatural grace and poise to her movements which granted her a knack for suck footwork. Her own thunderous gaze matched his own cool eyes, sending harmless sparks down both of their bodies. "Yes. I've never had the opportunity to enjoy such a pastime before now. In my homeworld, we lack such forms of modern entertainment."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 19, 2020, 12:08:16 AM

Suerte

If Suerte's interest was piqued by Marc's handsome face, red hair and drape of his neck it didn't show. The cowgirl simply drooped her head further and began tearing up.

"I was just trying to get a home run! A home run! They said thats not in pool! Goddamn it I suck at games!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 19, 2020, 12:43:46 AM

Evan

Evan eyed the sparks, watching them go down her body and for a moment the hand on her back twitched. Still the man's smile widened as he watched her adjust so quickly to the new dance.

"Really? Well you could have fooled me. You are a natural at this -- very well. Then lets have some real fun."

Raising his hands towards the sky beyond the ceiling, he kept his cool blue eyes focused on Thorra's. A loud snap echoed through the room, drawing the eyes of those in the outer ring. Another song (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9wh8FgsEtNQ)began to play, one more upbeat. While the ring of couple dancers stopped giving the side eye and instead began to stare openly at them, even while they continued to dance.

Evan extended his arm, silently encouraging Thorra to spin her outwards towards the gathering crowd. If she went along with him perfectly, she would land perfectly back within his arms. "You might have to walk me home tonight," he said with a chuckle. "I don't think all those glares are friendly."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on December 19, 2020, 01:10:40 AM

Quote from: SINIB on October 27, 2020, 02:32:25 AM

Washington

The rest of the evening passed without much further incident. The two women continued flirting, and Serra never managed to get a straight answer out of Washington regarding Dunham. She was really closed lip about it, and really didn't want to talk about whatever was going on there, continually changing the subject until Serra dropped it. And, as always, her mind was as much of an enigma to Serra as Serra's was to her.

Washington found it refreshing.

Serra Drosa

Serra found it infuriating.

That was why she was in the dark, kneeling beside the bed where this frustratingly opaque creature as she slept, with her hands clapsed together. She'd left Washington cuddled up to a set of blankets after sneakily slithering out of her grasp, and so here she was. She breathed deeply - once, twice - while the room grew chill beyond the blankets and pillows wrapped about Washington's body. Inch by inch the mind of Serra Drosa closed once more to the goddess Columbia, just as the senator's vibrant purple eyes shut in turn. Her breathing increased in tempo, her chest heaving. She brought those hands up to her heart and hunched over, squeezing all her muscles together in turn until her breath caught in her throat and -

What does she not wish me to see?

Serrulata Syn

Show me.

Serrulata Syn's eyes opened, a piercing red flecked with sinister sulfuric yellow. Her body, woefully exposed to the dim light of Serra Drosa's room, became still. She lowered her hands down to her knees, and held that last breath deep in her lungs. The faint moonlight dimmed further still, and her mind reached out free of any haze of reverence for the knowledge the young politician sought.

She stayed that way for a long time, into the night, before an answer came.

Lord Syn slowly, silently, stood from where the senator had knelt in prayer and she in meditation, and turned her eyes pitilessly down to Washington's slumbering form. Scarred fingers clenched by her sides, once, twice, before freezing in place. Then she released Serra Drosa's last held breath, and bared her teeth.

Don't worry, Serra dear - I will take care of everything.

There were many preparations to be made. Washington and Serra Drosa parted ways late into the morning, knowing they had all kinds of briefings and meetings to attend to throughout the day to prepare for the Senate's response to the attacks from the day prior. Security details had to be addressed too. Senator Drosa was busy. People saw her, and spoke with her, and all was well.

Quote from: YOLF on December 16, 2020, 03:15:20 AM

Longirsu
Longirsu's hand squeezed the haft of the World Spear, and it whined to life. Carving the flesh of the fiery one had gathered an unexpected sulprus of energy, and with one thought, the Orchestrator now saw it processed. A stream of black geometries shining with conductive tracks and circuitry burst from the blunt end of the weapon and divided itself among the lesser Terrortech units that remained, in an instant concluding the process of assimilation.

Where the flow of ancient metatechnology disappeared, it left behind tempered metal and enhanced mechanisms. Longirsu's expression brightened harshly, equally poised for slaughter or battle.

As Americana prepared herself for her last stand against the invisible monstrosities of metal and madness arrayed before her, as dark forces began to swell from the construct her foe relied so dearly on for victory, a sudden upsurge of power appeared on top of their location to Galatea's sensors. In the exact same instant, before she had any opportunity to report it, the newly upgraded Terrortechs found themselves pulled violently into the nearest trees, slamming through bark hard enough to reduce them and their wooden cushions to worthless pulp once, twice - by the third time they were aware enough for Longirsu's shield to protect them from total destruction.

And then, from atop the tallest tree, from the darkest of branches where nothing could possibly have moved and so it had to be something that had been waiting for them all along, a black cloaked figure descended and landed between them and Americana. The divine champion could make out no features of her savior from under her shadowed hood save two piercing, gleaming pinpricks of red, before she turned to show her back to her. Her voice came out rasping, impenetrable in its identity save that she was most certainly a woman.

"Leave. Now."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on December 19, 2020, 05:49:18 PM

Quote from: yinsukin on December 19, 2020, 12:43:46 AM

Evan

Evan eyed the sparks, watching them go down her body and for a moment the hand on her back twitched. Still the man's smile widened as he watched her adjust so quickly to the new dance.

"Really? Well you could have fooled me. You are a natural at this -- very well. Then lets have some real fun."

Raising his hands towards the sky beyond the ceiling, he kept his cool blue eyes focused on Thorra's. A loud snap echoed through the room, drawing the eyes of those in the outer ring. Another song (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9wh8FgsEtNQ)began to play, one more upbeat. While the ring of couple dancers stopped giving the side eye and instead began to stare openly at them, even while they continued to dance.

Evan extended his arm, silently encouraging Thorra to spin her outwards towards the gathering crowd. If she went along with him perfectly, she would land perfectly back within his arms. "You might have to walk me home tonight," he said with a chuckle. "I don't think all those glares are friendly."

Thorra

Thorra spin backwards away from on the ball of her left foot, pivoting back towards him within his arms. "Oh? I was hoping you'd walk me home tonight, actually." Thorra's lips curled up to a seductive half-smirk and winked at him. "If anyone makes a move on us I'll just have to crack some sense into their jealous heads."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 19, 2020, 06:36:54 PM

Evan

With his hand on her back and his head inches from her face, he said, "Well to tell you the truth, I didn't expect to go home with anyone tonight. I just wanted to celebrate being alive. My life ended not too long ago and now I have been given the opportunity to start a new one. So I thought, what better way to start it than by dancing with a beautiful woman?"

Their bodies swayed back and forth in the center of the dance floor.

"Truth be told, your smile is all I need right now."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on December 20, 2020, 03:03:17 AM

Quote from: yinsukin on December 19, 2020, 12:08:16 AM

Suerte

If Suerte's interest was piqued by Marc's handsome face, red hair and drape of his neck it didn't show. The cowgirl simply drooped her head further and began tearing up.

"I was just trying to get a home run! A home run! They said thats not in pool! Goddamn it I suck at games!"

Marc

Oooooh...

He looked at her blankly for a bit, hesitating on how to best approach this. For a moment, everything went quiet. Or rather, as quiet as it can get with snappy smooth jazz playing in the background.

"Mon dieu... I don't know how to tell you this... hoooo boy..."

How to best approach this? Damn, he wasn't good at this thing usually. At least, he didn't think he made the cut compared to the greats in his industry. But he couldn't really stand the crying either, it was ruining his vibe.

"Cheer up, you're great at games!" With a smooth grin, he gave her a nice healthy pat on the shoulder with his pool stick. "In fact, you must have been a pro baseball player in your past life, one of the greats! Don't you see it? Your reflexes just carried over subconsciously." And with a dramatic twirl, he poked it down like some wizard's staff.

"It's just like being a Street Fighter champion and using the same controls for Tekken. You just need some more practice, it's all. Here, cheer up. It's all good, aaaaall good."

Man, what was with that bullshit excuse he just made? Did he seriously have to say the first thing that came to mind? There's no way anyone would buy it...

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 20, 2020, 03:12:59 AM

Suerte

And then the tears began to flow like a waterfall. What erupted from her lips was a child like wail. In her mind, she recalled the fight with the assassin, the realization that her luck carried her through so many of her fights. When she thought about it, she didn't even avenge her father with her skill, but her luck. Without the luck, she wouldn't even be able to play a game.

"I can't even play uno! I was trying to impress this kid, ya know show him the gaming skills of an adult. I looked up the rules afterwards and I didn't even explain the game right! Uno! UNO!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on December 20, 2020, 03:25:41 AM

Marc

...Oh. That's bad.

He looked away and grimaced. He just came here to have fun and relax, why was Nep getting to chill and drown her sorrows while he had to deal with this? Goddamn.

Well, he couldn't just leave her to her sorrows.

"Come oooon! Uno? That stuff's cutthroat! Why else do you think most gambling establishments stay out of it? Even those card games with monsters that actually eat your face have lower stakes." He shook her for a second and brought a handkerchief to her eyes. "There, there. Relax, it's no big deal. Besides, most people in town come from other universes. Statistically speaking, the chance of someone knowing how to play the damn thing is close to zero!"

This was totally bullshit. Statistically speaking, you'd find that up to 98% of all known Nexus ingested outer universe inhabitants do know Uno. In fact, it's almost scary, they all know the same kind of Uno. Almost like it's some sort of cosmic rule.

What if the Gods played Uno with the lives of those down here?

Oh damn it, he was getting existential now. Maybe it was good he didn't hit the booze with Nep yet.

"And even if you met someone like that, they might have a totally different Uno back home. The kid's Uno was just the wrong kind of Uno, you just got unlucky, that's all!" He gave her a heartfelt grin. Was every word he just spouted bullshit? Absolutely.

But there was a heartfelt desire to cheer her up. That much, even she could feel. It's not the sort of thing you can lie through your teeth about.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 20, 2020, 03:48:58 AM

Suerte

Suerte stopped crying for a moment, sniffling and whimpering as she pictured what an uno table at a casino would look like. Two grown men with cartoonish spirally mustaches screamed uno in a posh nazi like brittish accent not to dissimilar to star wars storm trooper generals. All of this happened while her head wobbled back and forth from his shaking.

Then she slapped him.

"IDIOT! UNO isn't played in gambling!"

Then again, she always went for the slot machines and blackjack. There could have been uno somewhere...

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on December 20, 2020, 03:59:48 AM

Valerie

"Uno? Are you talking about the time it takes you to lose a duel? If I had known the dandards had gotten that lax, then I would have put more time and effort into whipping you into shape,oonce a week clearly was nowehere near enough."

Of course she knew what Uno was, but how could she miss out on messing with a cute disciple like,especially one that were so to her tastes. There was zero chance of her letting up on an opportunity like this, as much of a womanizer as this... one...This... Marc , rright that was his name. As much as he had been a womanizer he had never once hit on her, despite ogling her like an unashamed pervert. Such shy devotion was incredibly cute, and now that they meet outside of class,sshe can really tease him without holding back

"I am most urprised you are cause that girl grief, here I thought womanizing was your one good quality..." Now that should hit him right in the pride. The king of Vampires came slunk out of the shadows of the room and approached the two. She came dressed as she usually did, her outfit already perfect for a place like, not that she's ever change her looks just to appeal to decency such wasn't her way.

She had heard most of their conversation, vampiric ears be good like that but yet again, playing things straight would be boring. "A pretty girl like you shouldn't spend her recreational crying at a bar. So what if you are not perfect at something, either get better or try something else... There is much more to life than the things you may find here."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on December 20, 2020, 03:08:07 PM

Marc

Smack!

Okay, I guess I had it coming. He rubbed his red cheek like a scolded kid, much to the gasping surprise of some of the other onlookers. Was it because of the violent sound that just cut through the music? Or did some recognize the man who got slapped? Or maybe it was the woman who had just appeared?

Honestly yeah, a bit of everything.

Maybe it was luck that stopped him from turning to look at the newcomer. "Oh please, I have plenty of good qualities. I'm a charming, healthy young man with healthy tastes." It was probably one of his ex lays or something, it's not like he remembered every woman he met or gave his number to. But duels? Whipping him into shape? He didn't remember a chick with a fighting kink like that.

What, did he look that responsible?

"And that's right, crying won't do you any good. Everyone's got a bad point or two, you just need to make up for it with your good ones. Even I can tell you've got more than a few, gorilla strength aside. Besides, you were concerned about that guy, weren't you? That kind of kindness and worry is hard to find these days in the city" He rubbed the back of his head with a suave smile. "You've got a heart, and you're cute as hell to boot. I like that."

But soon, a tightly dressed lady in a stern butler uniform entered the premises, approaching the three - or rather, the thick blonde.

The Bouncer

"Excuse me miss, we can't have that." She must have been pretty startled herself, but if she was, she didn't let it show. A professional through and through, even Marc had to cross his arms and respect her. "You're lucky the guys didn't press charges, but we can't have violence in this establishment. I'm afraid we must ask you to-" There, just what he was trying to avoid. Catching a professional's attention.

"Hey hey, it's fine. It was just an unlucky accident." Marc raised his hands playfully and approached the bouncer. Of course, she'd object. In fact, that much blatant defiance almost turned her cherry red. "But sir-"

And that's when the redhead moved for the attack. He gave her a nice hearty pat on the back and slipped something in her back pocket. The best way to shut a woman up is to give her something nice and thick.

And that much hard cash? It was more than enough to let her live comfortably for months. Whoever said crime didn't pay was clearly not cut out for it in the first place.

The redhead looked at her with a more serious expression this time.

"I said she's fine. Let me handle her."

...

"U-understood. I'll turn a blind eye this time, just don't do it again here." And so, she turned to leave.

Sick bastards.

Aaaand Back To Marc

Marc turned around and gave the big lady a hearty thumbs up.

"See? Just swap out the bad with the good, and if you don't find enough of the latter, money's a great place to start. It can even buy friendship if you spend it wisely. And speaking of spending, how about I get you lovely ladies something to nibble on? Maybe a drink with that too? I hear the Kambuch- aaaaaaah."

Yes, that's right. Marc turned around. That's why he could see her. Eben a crazy ex was preferable to this.

"Aaa... ahhhh. Oh man, I'm in danger now." He put a hand on his hip. "It's uh, nice to see you. What are you doing here?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 20, 2020, 04:25:03 PM

Suerte

Suerte stopped crying. Truth be told, it wasn't the words that snapped her out of it. Although they were a factor. It was the sheer girth of information being thrown at her. This blond woman appeared out of nowhere, tight clothing, fit body. Suerte herself realized that she was a blond woman with a fit body too. And this woman was calling him a womanizer...... All these compliments, specifically the ones directed at her appearance.....

Suerte stood up and rubbed the tears from her eyes. At the very least, she wasn't going to make a scene, not with tears anyway. "How dare you toy with my heart like that!?" she yelled, loud enough that the people outside the club could hear her. "Lies! Your just a pretty little liar! I wish I never trusted you!"

The cowgirl clad in her tight dress turned to the blond. "Are... are you his ex? What did he do to you?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on December 20, 2020, 08:06:17 PM

Quote from: Umbra of Chaos on December 16, 2020, 01:07:22 AM

Galatea

Only silence was broadcast over the Terrortech communications link, and yet that seemed to be an effective chiding all on its own. But Galatea said nothing to Longirsu. She simply lifted up her scythe instead and stared at the retreating goddess. Calm as ever, almost gently, she began to speak.

"Where will you run?" With her voice, the question even sounded like it contained genuine concern. "You cannot protect your district. A simple raid completed by myself would result in innumerable casualties, and your own power would wane. Will alone is not enough, especially when you cannot control yourself. We would not even be enemies if you had prioritized your people over your pride. You do not have the capacity to be a protector."

Ineffective. Inefficient. Incapable. It was an image clear in the mind of her creator. How pitifully weak the hands that held the lance and sword were compared to the trembling fingers that coaxed the barrier around the village into form.

The automaton turned to face another side of the clearing. "I detect numerous armored vehicles identified with you district incoming. If you surrender they will be spared, as will your district. If you flee, they will die. If you fight, both will die. Decide."

Quote from: YOLF on December 16, 2020, 03:15:20 AM

Longirsu

While he cursed, throwing off his weapon the blood that poured from Americana's shallow wound upon her evasion, Ib had already taken initiative. Sprung the net of control they needed to salvage this misbegotten venture. Longirsu dimly registered the arrival of the other demonic creature and committed to mind the traits of the portal, but their escape was irrelevant. This was a blunder that needed to be corrected now. Because of his naivety. Because of his ego, he now had to listen to Ib's voice produce such merciless words.

His next command was like a general's bellow in the Terrortech comms. [Ib, I authorize you to use the Knightmare factor. Your target is Americana.]

Longirsu's hand squeezed the haft of the World Spear, and it whined to life. Carving the flesh of the fiery one had gathered an unexpected sulprus of energy, and with one thought, the Orchestrator now saw it processed. A stream of black geometries shining with conductive tracks and circuitry burst from the blunt end of the weapon and divided itself among the lesser Terrortech units that remained, in an instant concluding the process of assimilation.

Where the flow of ancient metatechnology disappeared, it left behind tempered metal and enhanced mechanisms. Longirsu's expression brightened harshly, equally poised for slaughter or battle.

Americana

Even as she ran, desperately dodging attacks, Americana found time to respond to the pair’s taunting as she prepared to swat the robotic minions out of the way. “How trite. Do you really think we would have won independence from Columbia if we backed down to shallow threats such as that? Do you know nothing of the history of our land and my people? Did you fail to do such basic research as to be surprised by our national character? We shall go on to the end-we shall not give a single inch of land to filth such as yourselves. We shall fight out on the beaches, we shall fight in the fields, and in the air. In the hills, and in the streets as well. If you capture me, my goddess would take on the struggle as her own and protect my people, bringing all the power and might of the Columbian military to bear.”

She didn’t expect to get out of this in all likelihood-the succubus had been able to overpower her, and the mechanist had easily overpowered the succubus in turn. Let alone against the weight of his constructed army, she doubted she’d have a great chance of defeating him in single combat. And then, suddenly, with perfect timing as if her savior had been able to see the future, the mysterious cloaked woman emerged out of the brush and saved her.

“Thank you, stranger.” Was her simple yet earnest response as she ran away, fleeing the battlefield using the grace which her goddess had given her.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on December 20, 2020, 08:09:11 PM

Quote from: yinsukin on December 19, 2020, 06:36:54 PM

Evan

With his hand on her back and his head inches from her face, he said, "Well to tell you the truth, I didn't expect to go home with anyone tonight. I just wanted to celebrate being alive. My life ended not too long ago and now I have been given the opportunity to start a new one. So I thought, what better way to start it than by dancing with a beautiful woman?"

Their bodies swayed back and forth in the center of the dance floor.

"Truth be told, your smile is all I need right now."

Thorra

"That so?" Thorra asked with a cocked eyebrow. "Then I am happy to provide such a simple comfort to a fine man such as yourself." Thorra's hips swayed hypnotically as she really grasped the essence of his dance moves, following along with his body with a sensual synchronization of their movements. "Let's dedicate this dance to your new life, with all of its boundless opportunities!" Thorra proclaimed, suddenly spinning him outwards much the way he had to her only moments before. "Every world is different from the others, all with their own unique rules, charms, and cultures. I'm sure you'll be able to find your own niche to fill here."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Umbra of Chaos on December 20, 2020, 08:19:55 PM

Galatea

While her sensors were not so inelegant they would let out an audible whine, the warnings and distortions in the nearby energy fields were as clear as the blaring of an alarm. Different enemy factors closing in, this sudden appearance of another figure, attempting to approximate and reorient her sensors to classify these new forces. It could be said that the information that the automaton was sorting far exceed the level of detail and multitasking humans could hope to achieve.

So Galatea did not stay surprised. No, she merely complied with her creator's orders and opened her eyes. They were filled with a deep red color with black pupils at the center. They shifted back and forth, looking around without any coordination, almost as if they were straining to pry themselves out of her head and enter the world.

[Knightmare released. Destructive energy rising. Covering other signatures.]

It was uncomfortable in its warmth, in the taste of blood that filled the mouth, in the oily wrongness that clung to the skin. A corruption flowed from the machine like a fountain, and in its intensity it muddled senses beyond sight like a mist of gore. It was swallowing up the atmospheric mana, drinking the natural energy that pulsed through the earth, gnawing its way through the various powers that saturated the Nexus to make more of itself. It twisted and swelled like a cancer, the foliage twisting in on itself as it mutated into vivid purples and reds. Even the air thrummed with its power, like the static before the lightning strike. Yet it was all restless, all potential even in its malice, and still largely localized to where the mechanical being stood.

And Galatea smiled. Then she bowed her head towards the figure, rigid and mechanistic. "We had not understood your plans for this district yet. I apologize on behalf of the Creator. It would be against his priorities to anger a high-value ally. We leave this resource as compensation for our violation. If you desire an act for the onlookers, we will feign a tactical retreat." Then her eyes shut, and the font of power was suddenly cut short.

With an arm she lashed out and lifted her master, holding him with care but only a single hand. Her other hand clutched her scythe tightly as the remaining Terrotechs within the clearing began to emit a high pitch, irritating whine. A discordant, near migraine-inducing shriek that seemed more to irritate and disorient than legitimately harm anyone. Then the ground exploded.

The furious dash backwards that Galatea made sent the duo hurtling into the cover of the trees, and without obstruction their escape would be a simple certainty.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 20, 2020, 09:04:07 PM

Evan

"Well then I hope you don't mind if I play with my positioning more," he said, moving his hands to her hips. There was an "oh shit" in the background as he did so. Of course, he was prepared to remove them if she simply took his hand in her own and moved them back to her upper back. Really taking in her words, he smiled, his eyes seeming to stare past hers and beyond.

"Please do. What I am seeking is a wonderful new life. Tell me, that lightning traveling up and down your body..... why didn't it hurt me?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on December 20, 2020, 09:37:19 PM

Thorra

A spark traveled across the bridge between her nose from one eye to the other. She didn't seem to mind him feeling up his curves, and almost began to lean into it. "That would be because I'm not human-this body isn't even really alive in any meaningful sense." Thorra responded in a more serious tone than her usual chipper voice. She slid her hand down to the top of his, guiding it towards her haft hanging from the belt on her waist. "This is the real me. The hammer."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on December 20, 2020, 09:38:50 PM

Valerie

"Honey..." She moved closer to the other blonde with an absurdly smooth motion, one that could only be achieved through countless hours of martial arts training. "He may be a pretty little liar, but he is my pretty little liar. And I do not appreciate when people badmouth my students, only I can do that. Are we clear?"

Then her attention snapped back to Marc, and she zipped over to him, as her expression shifted from annoyance to worry. "What do you mean in danger? I pride myself on being a fair and caring Sensei! Did I go to hard on you last time, is that what this is about?" His behavior was equal parts worrying and surprising, sure he was a bit awkward at practice but why was he like this here?

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 20, 2020, 10:05:48 PM

Evan

Evan began laughing. "Heheh....HAHAHAHA!"

Swinging back and forth, he glanced at all the women surrounding them. He took his hands off of her hips and moved it back onto the skin of her upper back. "So then I am actually dancing with the doll of a hammer?" Those cool blue eyes drifted towards the tip of the hammer, its head and its hilt. Then, his eyes met hers. "Well you are the prettiest hammer i've seen. Still, don't you think this is a little impersonal? I want to dance with the real you."

Then he smiled, chuckled and said, "You know, that raises more questions than it answers. Why does a hammer generate lightning? Once again, why doesn't it hurt me?"

As if one could imply that because something wasn't real it couldn't hurt anyone. Then what was a lie? Evan chuckled at the thought.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on December 21, 2020, 01:16:38 AM

Marc

If there was a time to groan internally, now was the time. If she made up some scandalous story of him being a deviant crazed sex demon, that'd still be less embarrassing than what she said. Seriously, he even had to look away and get his ears blushing for a second there.

Not like they'd notice. Probably. Hopefully.

"It's fine it's fine. I'd rather her be pissed at me than sad at herself." He raised his hands up like he got caught and smiled more confidently at the cowgirl. "And I don't think you ever trusted me to begin with, so let's shake on that at least."

And with that, he turned to his... former sensei.

"Look Val, it's been more than 15 years since I've cut ties with the dojo. That life... has nothing to do with me anymore. Just call me by my normal name, and I'll do the same with you." He sighed and laid against the pool table, and pouted at her before gently poking her belly with the stick.

"But don't think for a second I've forgotten the looks you gave us when we started out. Forget 15, it'll take me 200 years to forget that trauma." Yet despite what he was saying and how embarrassed he look, he tried to hide a sort of nostalgic smile, to the point he had to look away. "I saw your fight earlier today by the way, it was pretty nice. You've kept in shape."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 21, 2020, 01:23:12 AM

Suerte

Touche.

Suerte's eyes snapped into focus from that move the fellow blonde made, her eyes locking with the other woman. The second she snapped away, she blinked and stared at Marc with a newfound sense of fascination. All of the sudden that pretty little face was a lot more alluring. When she thought about it, he had a nice little man ass too.

"So he's not a heart breaking scumbag?" she asked, standing up and looking at the two of them. Suerte parted her hair with her free hand while shaking his. "Sorry, I was.... am still a little upset. I shouldn't assume every cute boy is out to get me."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: YOLF on December 21, 2020, 03:45:38 AM

Longirsu

Another unknown factor. He snapped to attention anew at the overwhelming readings and damage reports that spiked suddenly, and realized sullenly that the appearance of the subject had shut down their opportunity to cleanly capture the overzealous goddess. Accordingly, like a dejected cat, he did not protest when his servant picked him up and whisked them both away. Obstinacy wouldn't win him any wars, and this investment was already beyond expectations for an improvised expedition. The few attack units that remained and were capable of movement adjusted and followed them at their reduced speed.

Longirsu had registered Americana's words. The taunt as she escaped echoed in his head like the buzz of a persistent mosquito. But it was a trifle compared to the crawling sensation that clung to his innards when Ib unleashed on the clearing a taste of her most unpredictable weapon. Just the sight of that sickening aura, albeit directed at his command, and phantom pain momentarily grabbed on to the inside of his skin like cobwebs.

He was shamefully grateful to her expediency. She had a mind for details that were beneath him, but to employ her words and actions with such cunning was not something Longirsu had taught. And what she had used the energy of the Knightmares for... was not the target he designated, despite the approval given.

All of it brought to mind bad memories.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on December 21, 2020, 03:57:52 AM

Valerie

Valerie had to speak up on his behalf now to stop him from getting a bad rep, especially when it wasn't true. Or it didn't use to be true but it didn't look lie he'd starting doing that's shit.

"Nah he is more like the one time standing pussy slaying master of murder, or did you stop chasing that and get boring... Either way..."

She grabbed the stick after it poked her belly and reeled him in, or rather reeled herself in towards him, as if she was preparing to retaliate for poking but then.... But then she hugged him tightly instead.

"Just because you left the dojo, iit does not mean the dojo left you. You will always be my cherished student. So.... Cut the bullshit and tell me what is really troubling you."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on December 22, 2020, 05:20:34 AM

Roadrunner, Pegasus Scout Vehicle of 5th Company
South of Phillipsburgh

The wind whipped around Sergeant Emily McKinsey's face as the Roadrunner tore down the highway. It was a simple joy for her, to have everything from the shoulders up sticking out of her armored steed's cupola. This feeling reminds her of when her father took her out around Dunham with his motorbike.

"Auspex is picking up contacts1 Three, maybe four footmobiles at ten o'clock, two hundred meters out!" Speer's voice over the comms broke her reverie.

McKinsey looked in that direction, but could only see woods. Time for a closer look, then. She pressed the communication device's button and barked "Pierre! Bank left! Head into the treeline!"

The scout commander glanced at the sister-Pegasus, the Raptor, as the Roadrunner made its way towards the forest. "Pegasus-2, hold back! Cover our escape path!"

Aye aye, ma'am!" her counterpart, Sergeant Bethany Schmidt, affirmed. Though they shared rank, McKinsey held seniority and thus called the shots.

Emily ducked back down into the scout vehicle's hull, locking the hatch as she did so. "Park up ahead and kill the engine, Pierre." she ordered, "Can you get any better readings, Speer?"

"No, ma'am. The trees are mucking up any clearer Auspex readings. I'll take a look around with the thermo."

"Do that. I don't want to accidently shoot up some hunters. Tanaka?" McKensey turned to the gunner sitting in the turret, "I want you to also switch to thermo."

"Y-yes ma'am!" squeaked the rather mousy specialist.

"Ma'am, I think this is them!" Speer turned to her commander, "I-I mean, it's not a hundred percent clear but-Oh, damn! The camera's going haywire!"

"M-mine, t-too!" Tanaka added.

"I thought I told you two to make sure everything was up to task this morning!" bellowed Emily as she once again rose up behind Tanaka's seat, magnoculars in hand.

"I did! I did!" Speer called back as the sergeant flipped open the cupola's hatch.

Emily grumbled a response back to her subordinate. Whelp, nothing to do now except to take a look with her own eyes. She barely brought the magnoculars to her eyes when a sudden blur of movement dashed right by her, startling her. "Shit!" she yelped, almost stumbling back into the wheeled tank as she fumbled for her sidearm.

"Wha-what is i-it?!" Tanaka heard her shriek, looking up to her NCO with a worried look.

"I=I don't know!" McKinsey shouted as she stumbled back into the crew compartment, closing and locking the hatch, once again, above her.

She only got a look at whatever it was for a split second, but her mind was quickly analyzing what she briefly saw - blue and steelcolored outfit, golden hair. Wait, could it be? "I think it was Americana! Pierre! Back up, back up! Take usback tot he highway!"

As Pierre started up the Pegasus, McKinsey tried hailing the other armored scout vehicle "Schmidt! Schmidt! Americana just ran passed us! She probably didn't recognize us, and she's heading your way!"

"Schmi-....-ca jus...recognize...your way!"

Sergeant Bethany Schmidt couldbarely understand anything Emily was saying over the static over the radio. "Say again, Pegasus-1? I didn't read that. Over."

"Ma'am, auspex is picking up a footmobile running our way, ten o'clock! Contact in five seconds!" her assistant driver called back to her.

"Gunner, take aim at the tree line!" Schmidt didn't hesitate, shouting the order as she rose up to her cupola's periscope.

Sure enough, a person emerged from the treeline, a person any Dunham citizen knows all too well. "HOLD FIRE! HOLD FIRE!" Beth frantically yells, stopping her gunner from making the biggest mistake in their unit's history.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on December 22, 2020, 06:00:17 AM

Serrulata Syn

The shadow stood, motionless, as Americana and her attackers retreated from the threat and opportunity created by her arrival. She watched, her black cloaked head bending to the left while the machine's corruption seeped into the land. The soil, the trees, the leaves, the pieces of crushed machinery scattered by the figure's ambush - all of it filled with a pollution so thick it caused matter to rot - or perhaps, to spasm as if in the throes of some manner of cancer. Her hands, sheathed in a flexible black metal, slowly unclenched at her sides.

One step forward, then another, one of those very same hands stretched out before her. A piece of the closest machine viciously wrenched itself free from the tainted husk, and came to rest over an open palm. "Quite the diversion to put out there. But there is more to your poison than just words, isn't there?"

The distant sound of tank treads and engines brought stillness to the shadow once more, if but for a moment. When it was clear their motion had ceased she began to stash the sample away amid her sinister garments, and vanished back into the trees in a shroud of darkness and sensory distortion.

"Let us see what secrets you have to offer..."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on December 22, 2020, 03:57:12 PM

Marc

He put a hand up at Suerte's comment cooly. "Now, don't give me too much credit - Woah!"

Yet even getting yanked like that, he managed to look cool. That is, if adorable was the same thing as cool... which it very much isn't.

"Hey, don't just... goddamn, if you say embarrassing things like that, I'll start getting heartsick for real." It looked like a troublemaking son who just got the first hug from his aunt in years. It felt like that to him at least.

"Seriously, seriously, I'm fine. Quit worrying so much" J-jeez... He looked away and tried not to smile. "Guess it's just kind of awkward, seeing you like that. You haven't changed a bit." He hesitated a bit before returning the hug.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on December 22, 2020, 04:22:16 PM

Quote from: yinsukin on December 20, 2020, 10:05:48 PM

Evan

Evan began laughing. "Heheh....HAHAHAHA!"

Swinging back and forth, he glanced at all the women surrounding them. He took his hands off of her hips and moved it back onto the skin of her upper back. "So then I am actually dancing with the doll of a hammer?" Those cool blue eyes drifted towards the tip of the hammer, its head and its hilt. Then, his eyes met hers. "Well you are the prettiest hammer i've seen. Still, don't you think this is a little impersonal? I want to dance with the real you."

Then he smiled, chuckled and said, "You know, that raises more questions than it answers. Why does a hammer generate lightning? Once again, why doesn't it hurt me?"

As if one could imply that because something wasn't real it couldn't hurt anyone. Then what was a lie? Evan chuckled at the thought.

Thorra

Thorra puffed out her cheeks in a slight pout. "Even if that's technically true, you don't need to characterize it like- I'm still as alive and real as you or anybody else. My human body may be a doll, but it's just as much mine as yours is your own."

Thorra rested her hand against his back and pulled him closer into a sudden waltz, swaying back and forth with their bodies practically pressed against each other. "This is as personal as I can get with someone I just met. And-your second question-that would be my divine powers at work. I'm an up and coming demigoddess just trying to find her way in this world. It's nothing like anything I've ever experienced before."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 23, 2020, 02:37:42 AM

Evan

"A goddess? I am honored then to be considered worth a dance," he said, the cloth of his suit touching what little covered her top. Even then, his eyes never looked down, only into hers. "If thats the case my apologies. That sort of thing is far beyond my critical range."

Despite the change in form, he adjusted smoothly. Turning her around, he gave the DJ a thumbs up, letting him know that things were going well. The DJ smiled and gave a thumbs up back before making a crude hourglass shape with his hands. Evan chuckled and leaned into Thorra, shortening the already short distance. "But then again, even between us humans, we barely understand each other as much as we pretend to. You can spend 25 years with someone and still learn new things about them."

"I think its time we gave them a grand finale," he whispered. With the couple so close and the music so loud, no one would hear the conversation between them. "That lightning doesn't hurt anyone right? This time I won't lead. Lets do this last one together."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 23, 2020, 03:18:23 AM

Suerte

Suerte looked at the two of them, her pupils switching back and forth between the two as they talked. She thought back to the dojos in her world, the training she went under to grow strong enough to fight her father's killer. That sort of solidarity was nice, the feeling of being united in the pursuit of strength, self betterment. Still, they were acting like they hadn't seen each other in years. It was rare to see such solidarity.

"You know, you should cherish that sort of thing... I miss the boys back home and the yelling."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on December 24, 2020, 07:23:16 PM

Valerie

"You brat... You are supposed to say I have gotten even more beautiful, still the same bad manners, how unbelievable...." Despite her seemingly harsh reprimands she didn't let go of him, no the blonde was far too occupied with taking his scent. She'd really missed this, it was such a shame to have someone that promising walk out.

But enough was enough, she'd reel him back in somehow. Valerie glanced over at the other blonde and a plan started hatching...

"And here I thought you still had a thing for blondes, could have fooled me with how you were chatting up blondie over there. I was even about to congratulate you for finally developing some taste, hmm about that....." She looked at Suerte directly and then continued speaking. "There are some fun games we could play together with sweet little Marc here... and double the blondes would be double the fun..."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on December 25, 2020, 01:42:43 AM

Quote from: yinsukin on December 23, 2020, 02:37:42 AM

Evan

"A goddess? I am honored then to be considered worth a dance," he said, the cloth of his suit touching what little covered her top. Even then, his eyes never looked down, only into hers. "If thats the case my apologies. That sort of thing is far beyond my critical range."

Despite the change in form, he adjusted smoothly. Turning her around, he gave the DJ a thumbs up, letting him know that things were going well. The DJ smiled and gave a thumbs up back before making a crude hourglass shape with his hands. Evan chuckled and leaned into Thorra, shortening the already short distance. "But then again, even between us humans, we barely understand each other as much as we pretend to. You can spend 25 years with someone and still learn new things about them."

"I think its time we gave them a grand finale," he whispered. With the couple so close and the music so loud, no one would hear the conversation between them. "That lightning doesn't hurt anyone right? This time I won't lead. Lets do this last one together."

Thorra

"I'm not a goddess just yet, but strength and power aren't the only things which define a person's worth. Intelligence, wit, charm—they're just a few of the things that can make a person interesting. Part of what makes people so much fun is the fact you can always find out new things about them. I'd consider it a feature, not a flaw." Thorra's soft bosom pressed up against his firm form, and she held tightly onto his hand, filled with anticipation and not a small amount of nervousness. Despite her natural abilities, she wasn't exactly sure what would be appropriate here—would going too over the top be seen as uncouth, or dangerous? She didn't want to make anybody uncomfortable or to get herself kicked out, after all. So, the hammer hesitated, thinking for a moment about how to wow the crowd.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on December 25, 2020, 03:26:11 AM

Marc

If Marc was embarrassed, he sure didn't sound like it.

"Ah come on, don't say stuff like that, it's seriously embarrassing... or is that your plan all along? You... villain." He shifted his head back, trying to squirm out of the hug - but he clearly wasn't doing a very good job. Or maybe he didn't really try to, considering how his hands were still attached.

Maybe he was a little embarrassed after all though. She could feel his heart thumping a little harder.

"Did you just... did you just smell me? Mon dieu. Um, now now... oh que vais je faire. Uh, miss blonde? A little help here? Uh, I'm pretty sure she means Uno. Yes! Uno! And you know what they say right? Twice the pride and double the fall... so help me oh please. Anyone have mercy on my poor criminal soul."

He tried to reach out his hand to the cowboy girl as if begging her to save him. But maybe...

Those hand signs...

Was he calling her in for a group hug? It'd almost come off like reverse psychology. It's not like it'd be that perverted, and if it made him happy...

The two ladies combined gorilla strength... he'd break! He'd love it, but he'd definitely die!

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 25, 2020, 02:57:26 PM

Suerte

Did she just....

Suerte giggled, stood up and said, "Well... I do think I owe him something after making him see me cry like that." Although, in reality, she just wanted to erase that image of her weakness in his head.

The cowgirl pressed her chest up against the young man's surprisingly muscular form. Running her fingers through his red hair, she stared at him, her brown eyes staring at his. "No hablo francesa, pero hablo espanol y ingles. But don't stop. A red haired man speaking French is...."

Suerte moaned in approval.

Then, she turned to the poor man's savior and executioner, her hands resting on his chest. "So how should we play with him then?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 25, 2020, 05:27:25 PM

Evan

"Well as I said, that sort of thing is beyond my critical range. I am a regular human, no more no less. God's are far beyond what I usually handle."

The hand on her back drifted back down towards her hips and he leaned in so close that his lips were practically kissing her ear. The crowd could see his lips move, but not a single soul heard even a peep other than thorra herself.

"But lets see what a rising demigoddess and human can do together yes? Those smiling faces in the crowd, lets give them something they won't forget, a reason to smile even on their saddest days, the simple memory of an unforgettable night."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on December 26, 2020, 03:56:35 PM

Valerie

That moan was a bit disappointing but soon enough they would see that blonde moan for real, Valerie was sure of this. She did shift to the side however so that he could experience both of their bouncy bosoms pressing up against him at the same time.

"The best way off course, we tease him and tease him." Her hand slid down to his inner thigh and the Vampire King begun caressing it, she slowly worked her way up...

"We tease him to the brink, over and over. Then you will know the intoxicating power of having a man begging for your touch like his life depends on it."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 26, 2020, 04:45:36 PM

Suerte

"To tease him huh?" Suerte said, her eyes lowering. "You say that like I wasn't already doing that."

Suerte began tugging on his shirt, giving her a peek of the muscular body hiding behind the tight fabric. She pushed her hips out, just to give him a better look at the cleavage barely cupped by her way too tight dress.

"If I touch you right, will you cum in french?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on December 26, 2020, 05:14:03 PM

Quote from: MissingMandible on December 22, 2020, 05:20:34 AM

Roadrunner, Pegasus Scout Vehicle of 5th Company
South of Phillipsburgh

The wind whipped around Sergeant Emily McKinsey's face as the Roadrunner tore down the highway. It was a simple joy for her, to have everything from the shoulders up sticking out of her armored steed's cupola. This feeling reminds her of when her father took her out around Dunham with his motorbike.

"Auspex is picking up contacts1 Three, maybe four footmobiles at ten o'clock, two hundred meters out!" Speer's voice over the comms broke her reverie.

McKinsey looked in that direction, but could only see woods. Time for a closer look, then. She pressed the communication device's button and barked "Pierre! Bank left! Head into the treeline!"

The scout commander glanced at the sister-Pegasus, the Raptor, as the Roadrunner made its way towards the forest. "Pegasus-2, hold back! Cover our escape path!"

Aye aye, ma'am!" her counterpart, Sergeant Bethany Schmidt, affirmed. Though they shared rank, McKinsey held seniority and thus called the shots.

Emily ducked back down into the scout vehicle's hull, locking the hatch as she did so. "Park up ahead and kill the engine, Pierre." she ordered, "Can you get any better readings, Speer?"

"No, ma'am. The trees are mucking up any clearer Auspex readings. I'll take a look around with the thermo."

"Do that. I don't want to accidently shoot up some hunters. Tanaka?" McKensey turned to the gunner sitting in the turret, "I want you to also switch to thermo."

"Y-yes ma'am!" squeaked the rather mousy specialist.

"Ma'am, I think this is them!" Speer turned to her commander, "I-I mean, it's not a hundred percent clear but-Oh, damn! The camera's going haywire!"

"M-mine, t-too!" Tanaka added.

"I thought I told you two to make sure everything was up to task this morning!" bellowed Emily as she once again rose up behind Tanaka's seat, magnoculars in hand.

"I did! I did!" Speer called back as the sergeant flipped open the cupola's hatch.

Emily grumbled a response back to her subordinate. Whelp, nothing to do now except to take a look with her own eyes. She barely brought the magnoculars to her eyes when a sudden blur of movement dashed right by her, startling her. "Shit!" she yelped, almost stumbling back into the wheeled tank as she fumbled for her sidearm.

"Wha-what is i-it?!" Tanaka heard her shriek, looking up to her NCO with a worried look.

"I=I don't know!" McKinsey shouted as she stumbled back into the crew compartment, closing and locking the hatch, once again, above her.

She only got a look at whatever it was for a split second, but her mind was quickly analyzing what she briefly saw - blue and steelcolored outfit, golden hair. Wait, could it be? "I think it was Americana! Pierre! Back up, back up! Take usback tot he highway!"

As Pierre started up the Pegasus, McKinsey tried hailing the other armored scout vehicle "Schmidt! Schmidt! Americana just ran passed us! She probably didn't recognize us, and she's heading your way!"

"Schmi-....-ca jus...recognize...your way!"

Sergeant Bethany Schmidt couldbarely understand anything Emily was saying over the static over the radio. "Say again, Pegasus-1? I didn't read that. Over."

"Ma'am, auspex is picking up a footmobile running our way, ten o'clock! Contact in five seconds!" her assistant driver called back to her.

"Gunner, take aim at the tree line!" Schmidt didn't hesitate, shouting the order as she rose up to her cupola's periscope.

Sure enough, a person emerged from the treeline, a person any Dunham citizen knows all too well. "HOLD FIRE! HOLD FIRE!" Beth frantically yells, stopping her gunner from making the biggest mistake in their unit's history.

Americana

In all of her tanker girl's heads, their Avatar's panicked voice ran through them telepathically. It was strange, truly-they'd never heard fear in her voice before. Not at the weekly sermons, not while visiting with her, never. "Retreat! Pull out of Columbian Territory! We're not ready for a war with them, nor can we afford one, with these new arrivals! Fall back!

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on December 26, 2020, 05:55:27 PM

Marc

A less experienced man would have jolted, but the french pretty boy had his fair share of experience. That wouldn't help here. Valerie was almost a mother to him, even though they weren't related, he never really looked at her as a woman. It had been years, and everyone heard stories of that lord's escapades.

But that's what they are, just stories.

"Oh don't worry honey, my eyesight isn't that great." H..heh. hose were some outrageous cannons pointed at him, his magnum was seriously going to go full throttle. Wasn't this a little fast? They could give him a bottle of wine first, buy him dinner...

His eyes shifted away from his former sensei, and his poor heart was thumping like a drum. Not fair... That warm touch was awakening fetishes he didn't even know he had. And there he thought he was a respectable young man.

The thing about stories is, if you don't tell your own, you become part of someone else's. "Good grief, what do will you do? I am helpless, hapless and trapped."

They could see his ears reddening, even playing along, he couldn't hide that much. That and his foxy glances were as adorable as they get. "I could show you around my house if you want."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on December 27, 2020, 05:00:39 PM

Valerie

"I think you are lying, your eyesight was more than adequate back then." Her hand teasingly slid even further up his thigh and stopped just shy of his bulge. "I would most definitely love a tour though but.... It would be quite incomplete if it did not end in the bedroom." The movement of her hand picked up again and she closed the final to give his dick a squeeze through his pants.

"There is much you still have to learn, my young apprentice..."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on December 28, 2020, 01:37:07 AM

Quote from: yinsukin on December 25, 2020, 05:27:25 PM

Evan

"Well as I said, that sort of thing is beyond my critical range. I am a regular human, no more no less. God's are far beyond what I usually handle."

The hand on her back drifted back down towards her hips and he leaned in so close that his lips were practically kissing her ear. The crowd could see his lips move, but not a single soul heard even a peep other than thorra herself.

"But lets see what a rising demigoddess and human can do together yes? Those smiling faces in the crowd, lets give them something they won't forget, a reason to smile even on their saddest days, the simple memory of an unforgettable night."

Thorra

"Heh. I like your style, Evan." Thorra replied. Electricity began to build up in a circle around their feet. At first, it was just sparks dancing harmlessly around in a circle—very soon after, it had snowballed into a nearly solid wall of plasma building up around them, supercharging the air with a pleasent static-tingle. The lights all suddenly went out, only for a moment later for the electricity to burst outwards, enveloping the crowd with a loud crash. It all happened so fast that nobody had had a chance to react, and before they knew it, every person on the dance floor had been electrified, glowing with the harmless light of Thorra's dominion over the skies. A pleasant breeze began to move through the air, enbracing each and every one of the patrons with divine power. Thorra gave Evan a wink, waiting for his thoughts on her performance.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 28, 2020, 03:14:09 AM

Suerte

There was something nice about her chest pressed against her own, so she rubbed them against his muscular frame. Looking up, she smiled at his adorable back and forth. The truth was she missed this sort of thing, the power her body had over even experienced men. Suerte didn't realize it until this moment, but Vanilla made her feel ultimately ineffective shrugging her efforts off like that. In her world, all you needed to toy with a man was to get the attention of his dick with your body, but here, magic was needed. It made sense, especially as she gazed at the blond's fit party girl outfit. The hot girls here reached higher highs then in her world.

"Helpless? Trapped? A big strong man like you?"

Suerte grabbed Marc by his wrists and pushed him into the wall, her nipples pressing into his chest the entire time. They both crashed into the wall with a thud. If they were both going to play with him, she wanted to see if she could get him to look at her more. "Do you like to wrestle? Don't worry. I adore toying around with weak men just as much as strong ones.... I want to make sure we don't break the bed before we get to the bedroom."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on December 28, 2020, 04:19:15 AM

Marc

"What can I say? Your beauty is blinding." Did he actually wink at the vampire queen, or did the squeeze get his eye shut for a second? Before anyone could answer, he felt a warm hand grab his wrist. "Oh?" The immense pressure only slammed immediately after. The blur was so fast, a normal person wouldn't even be able to realize what just happened. If there was anyone left in the game room, they were probably staring in disbelief.

"Woah there."

A wisp of red aura covered his back and his muscles slightly, only an inch away from the unharmed wall. And amazingly, his whole body was perfectly still, so much so that pushing him any further felt like trying to push a tree. Suerte and Marc were staring right into each other, the man's eyes much more intense than the usual.

And so was his smile.

"This is a party, don't just wreck it; Else, I'll have to break more than just the bed." She could feel his corded muscles press on, and his warm breath with a hint of alcohol. Did her forceful showcase actually upset him, or did it end up exciting him even more? No, that didn't really matter. She must have wanted to cross the line already.

But doing so, she awakened the wolf. "You'd like that, huh? You've teased me this much, so don't start acting innocent. I'll make sure the whole city can hear you tonight."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 28, 2020, 04:56:11 AM

Evan

The glares from the crowd had never truly lessened. No, if anything the tension became more intense. The couples in the room glared at them. Some carried smiles with their glares, others a more neutral expression. Many cheered, but some examined themselves, their outfits, their own appearance, even their sex appeal. Whether it be envy, jealousy or a simple desire to be the two, each expression suggested some form of admiration. The center of the dance floor was only for the best.

But that was a lie.

As lightning gathered around their feet, Evan's pupils were forced to the ground. However, this time he did not flinch. The hand on her back slid down to her lower back, just where it met the crevice of her shorts. An electric sensation went throughout his body, filling him with a strange excitement. He bent down, bending her backwards over the palm of the hand resting on her back. Evan's face inches from Thorra's the entire time, he tilted her until their torso's were almost perpendicular to the ground.

And thats when he smiled. Thats when he laughed.

"So a goddess and human can work together. Magic is magic whether it is real or not huh?"

Finally standing both of them back up straight, he bowed to an applauding audience. "Look at those smiling faces, the applaud of the crowd. Remember that no matter what happens, the audience never really connect with you, merely a version of you that they see in their head. You aren't important, not one bit. Even so, the illusion you create, born from your imagination and ingenuity, that thing, that part of you is louder and more fervent than any other part of you could be. What you've done today is nothing short of magical."

And yet, when Thorra would turn to Evan, he would be gone.

"You created wishes."

A rose with a note rested on her ear. It read, When you are ready to get more personal, return the rose to me. I don't think its right for me to take you home today, not if that is as close as we can get. I've seen you giggle, but maybe one day I can see the true depths of your smile.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on December 29, 2020, 11:00:07 PM

In a seedy part of town

Shinji

His punches zipped through the air like hurricanes. But compared to the sound of bones cracking and pained groans, their reddened power was almost too quiet. The blood spilling over his face was almost casual in comparison, Shinji didn't even flinch. Not even when he slammed the last of the gang members into the alley's wall.

"Heh... don't bother... it's already too late. The wheels are in motion, we are nothing more than - khgrh!"

42 men. To thing a single person would be enough to take all of those armed goons down was madness. But Shinji knew these were no goons, and they knew he was no man. The last two standing were staring at each other intensely.

Until his gun's barrel stared right under the cultist's throat.

"You yap too much." His glare was as murderous as it got, but his voice was scarily calm and devoid of emotion. If it weren't for the brutal beating he gave all of these undercover threats, they wouldn't be able to tell how deep his rage went. "Tell me what you know. I know one of your men attacked the campus town. Why?"

With a grunt, he forced the gun deeper, threatening to shoot. But the gang member... no, enough pretenses. The salvation agent smiled and spat at his face.

"...foolish one.... sinful one... it's already far too late. Our death... our salvation... it's all so close at hand. It's a pity... someone like you... so full of sin... can never find peace. Our final release... all for the ancient ones... heheheheheh."

That's when he whacked the last guy on the head with the back of the gun. WHat, he wasn't going to kill anyone. Let the authorities sort them out.

"I hope you make more sense once the cops get to you." He turned away, bloodied trenchcoat flowing, and dialed a phone number. "Huh uh. Yes, I'll need an ambulance here. No no, I'm just a good samaritan. Must have been a gang war or something."

He sighed and closed the cell phone - hard enough to crush it into dust.

Salvation... ancient ones... what the hell was going on?

He looked back at the notes and pictures he took. He hoped he didn't thread some sort of forbidden line. This... couldn't be good.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on December 30, 2020, 12:08:49 AM

Valerie

"Oh my you two youngsters sure are fired up."

The blonde vampire had appeared next to Suerte just as fast as the push to the wall had happened, no perhaps even faster still. Either way, she cut off her buff former student's attempt to flex his strength with a flex of her own.

Valerie closed the last remaining distance between them and with just a hand on his broad muscular chest, she pushed him the final distance. He impacted with a nearly mute thud, so sublime was her control of the force exerted that no more than exactly the amount required to move him was used. It was a refined motor control skill that surpassed what any Human could hope to accomplish even in a lifetime of training.

"It is not him you should worry for..." This time she addressed the other blonde. "If anyone shall break the bed, it is I Valerie, King of the Vampires!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: YOLF on December 30, 2020, 03:01:04 AM

Jiral Outskirts
Longirsu

Longirsu did not cease maximal operation of his sensors until they arrived within the perimeter of their home base. Having not voiced a single word during the journey, or given any other commands through the network, he set aside the calculations soaring within his brain as he was let down on solid ground. Hardened eyes with nothing to say targetted Ib for the span of a few seconds, and then he turned away, coat flapping behind him.

The weight of the Shield and Spear should have been nil in these configurations, yet the burden on his arms pulled him into a frantic march which soon saw him surrounded by the bronze entrails of the facility. The incursion was a waste, he argued with himself. No, perhaps not entirely, his mind responsed, louder than his own steps.

The time lost was negligible, but he did not extract the diplomatic march he expected, and they had lost energy and assets to childish arrogation, no matter that more would be easy to procure. Yet, numerous things had become known, if not understood. It did not seem as though the last assailant, who created a opportunity for Americana, was an ally she was aware of, but for their arrival and intervention to be so timely and specific respectively, the dynamic between Columbia and her splinters was almost certainly their concern. Other pieces of information potentially aligned with this, and hypotheses began to form in his head.

Before he knew it, Longirsu had deposited the World Gears at their pedestrals, and no longer felt the foreign spark of mighty antiquity stinging his nervous system, forcefully connected as they were. It had been some time since he had cause to exert himself as he did. Had she not been disabled before committing in earnest, the (theorized) demoness-elemental hybrid would have been a truly risky engagement. Exposing himself was best avoided if at all possible, but the obvious truth the encounter demonstrated, was that the effectiveness of Ib and his machines multiplied exponentially with his presence... and in fact, there was no other who could support Ib as he did.

The timeframe to design a unit of such power was not short in the least. There was also the matter of decision-making. In terms of power, if the objective was to stay at a remove from the battlefield, there was an easy answer. What if he removed the need for automation entirely? Forgo a brain or heart, and build it purely as a tool to be manipulated...

He was no longer walking, but sitting, then. Longirsu's eyes were already adjusted to the dim lighting of his 'office', but the shade brought him no comfort. The light would be worse, so he let it be, and patched himself to Ib.

[Ib. Do you have the samples from the red-haired subject? And comprehensible readings from the energy spike that accompanied the telekinetic attack? I want the former downstairs and the latter prioritized by your wide-area scans.] A second passed. Longirsu could feel his augmented heart beat, an annoying reminder of his own fallibility. [Also, schedule a meeting with the goddess Pauline. She may be amenable to certain proposals after hearing of her sister's pitiful display.]

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 30, 2020, 04:12:01 AM

The Mage of Lies

Standing under the doorway with the club building stretching into the sky, Evan looked beyond the shadow of the club looming over him. Its shadow wasn't ever expanding, covering only the cars outside. However, the colored lights that were emitted from the building which reflected off the windows created an illusion of foreign ground. Yet in his world there were still lights, clubs and cars. The only difference was the people.

Evan wasn't dressed in his suit and tie. His face was obscured by the shadow casted by his top hat. A cape fluttered behind him, catching the soft DC wind. I suppose just because I am dead doesn't mean I can't live a little. It was a fun dance. I wonder if she realized the performance was just as much for her as the others....

The young man thought back to Morris, considering a moment what he might think. That guy was the one who helped set up every stunt he pulled, with a little back talk of course. When he thought back to the old man, he frowned, realizing what he would say in return. Yeah... I guess that was more for me than her. She really didn't need me at all.

As he walked down the street, he looked up at that big bright moon in the sky. "Even if the world believes me to be a liar, would you trust me?" Evan repeated to himself, reaching out towards the moon as if to grab it. And the words of his past life echoed back into his mind. Of course I would trust you.

"Why I am full of shit, a liar, even to you."

Because those lies make me smile from the bottom of my heart.

And thats when Evan stopped looking at the moon and looked straight ahead. A gust of wind blew his cape, exposing his back to the world as it fluttered madly in the growing winds of change. Evan straightened the gloves on his hands and smiled to no one but himself. Those smiles back there, they weren't the kind he knew, not until Thorra completed her performance. Those smiles were real. That is why when he strutted forward into the night, he did so with a soft walk and a confident strut.

And maybe I can smile this time.

"Those are some strong hands and yet a gentle heart underneath all that. You must really do well with the ladies."

Evan emerged from behind the wall, his face obscured by his hat. All that could be seen was his chin, lips and mustache. It didn't take long for Evan to find a few leads. He wasn't connected to the underworld quite like he was used to, but this world was far more complicated than he first realized and just as messed up as the old one. Imagine trading one crazy leader for dozens and multiplying the number of disenfranchised. That goddess wasn't an anomaly. There were more and even those with real magic. Monsters, demons, gods: they all existed within this new world. Even still, there was plenty of room for thieves. It was hard to believe.

The mage of lies glanced at the bloody fist and trench coat and smiled. "You know, the more things change, the more things stay the same. Do you think thats a comforting thing or something to be feared...."

And in that moment, the other theif would see the blue poking through the shadows. "...Shinji."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on December 30, 2020, 04:19:55 AM

Shinji

A low, guttural growl could be heard, and the stench of death. Shinji turned to the magician-looking man and glared silently. If tension could be felt, well, then this was practically tasteable.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 30, 2020, 04:53:58 AM

Suerte

"Oh?"

But before she could feel anything, she was shoved aside by the other blond. She was surprisingly swift and strong, knocking aside Suerte with just her body taking her place. Suerte glared at the other blonde, silently recognizing her as a worthy opponent. She always wanted such physical power, the intimacy of physical combat was incredibly sexy. Thats why she was being genuine when she said,

"Your annoyingly hot. "

Suerte's hand cupped the bottom of the other blonde's chin, pulling her off of Marc and into a kiss. There was an aggressive moan from Suerte on contact and she closed her eyes as she teased her lips, biting down on the lower part as she wrapped her arms around the other blond's waist.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 30, 2020, 11:31:18 PM

Evan

Evan sighed and said, "Going to let me do all the talking huh? Well I hate to break it to you, i'm not much of a talker. Walk with me. I have something to show you."

And so the shadows covered his baby blue eyes, the cape trailing beyond him as he walked into the darkness.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on December 31, 2020, 01:27:02 AM

Shinji

"If you know my name, you're either scum or desperate." Surprisingly, he could talk. No, maybe being called out was enough to get something out of his bitter gut. The moment Evan looked away, he was already following two inches away from him. Although he might not even notice that unless he looked back. Shinji might as well be his shadow following him. That is, until for the first time his red coat made the slightest of sounds.

Shinji walked past Evan in a moment, but it looked like barely a second passed at all. He'd have more luck noticing that a snowflake fell in a snowstorm.

"Either way, I'm not interested in dealing with clowns."

When Shinji looked back at Evan behind him, his glare was outright murderous.

"If you're a man, don't drag me like a pup."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Umbra of Chaos on December 31, 2020, 05:36:18 AM

Galatea

Does the moon need the tide? It is a foolish question. Without the moon, there could be no tide. The river does not exist without the source. There is no sunbeam without the sun. Yet, what meaning would these mighty things have without their lesser creations? If the stars howled in the depths of space, burning with the heat to swallow worlds, but there was no starlight... who would ever know of them? What meaning would they ever have? The moon, Galatea had decided, did need the tide. Just as Longirsu needed her.

Only she knew of the depths of his ambition, the depths of his foolishness. Only she knew the imperfections of his heart, how he suffered. These meaningless moments suspended in time were carefully curated by his greatest creation. Even if he would not love himself, she would love him. Even if that love would never be rewarded, she would love him. Just as the tide loved the moon.

She rested a consoling hand on his shoulder first. Then her melodic voice filled the emptiness of this laboratory. "The parts possessed a degree of internal mobility. Skin and tissue samples have been recovered from my scythe as well as the World Lance. My current scans are being made but there is interference. The target seems to be skilled at concealing their own energy signature in general as well with this field. However, the Knightmare energy seems to resonate strongly with this energy field. Future experimentation should be warranted. I have also sent a notice to the office of the goddess. What do you wish to prioritize next?"

A screen flickered on. Upon it were the mobile power sources that they had previously detected, the general static around mainland Columbia, a sparse experimental log on the energy field and Knightmare energy, and the messages sent towards Pauline's worshippers. As expected, Galatea had considered everything. She simply laid out the choices for him to choose.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 31, 2020, 04:34:58 PM

Evan

Evan did not respond, merely looking back with a shadowy smile as he strode forward. The dark back alley gave way to a beautiful park, large and expansive. Walk ways were dotted with trees, perfectly planted and grown to cover the park with shade. In the center stood a statue of the district's goddess. Supposedly the goddess offered divine protection to those who offered her faith, a barrier against the pains life offered. The moon shined through the park, flashing the nearly translucent strings encasing the park in a web.

The magician turned around and bowed. "Welcome. There are four kids in this park, all who possess small balls given to them by me. If you collect them and bring them to me, you will be rewarded with money and information. No matter what you do, a choice will be made. I look forward to seeing the show you put on."

And thus what should have been Evan evaporated into nothing, dust in the wind.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: YOLF on December 31, 2020, 08:09:21 PM

Longirsu

Where would he be without Ib? The answer cut like knives, and he desired not to contemplate it further. But always, always, behind his eyelids, Longirsu was made to stare into the wretchedness of his shortcomings. To replay his choices, to reflect on past actions, to seek threads of possibility. Could he have done anything more efficiently? Did he fail to see his options objectively? Could preparation and foreknowledge have changed the outcome?

The mechanized man chanced a look at her. For so long he had been alone, but he was not lonely. Without her smile, without her future to look forward to, he was simply empty. Lacking.

"I see," he said. "Monitor the progression of the Knightmare energy left behind, and run a closed simulation for me based on Columbian technology. After that... this one. Identification, then diplomatic contact."

His finger pointed towards one of the mobile signatures, and once more, the lair of the Orchestrator began to move to support his will.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on December 31, 2020, 09:52:07 PM

Shinji

"Yare yare daze." He grimaced with a deep frown. There were three kinds of men he couldn't stand. Those who couldn't shut up, those who exploited others, and those who treated things like it's all a game to them.

But the easiest way to end up in his shit list was even simpler. Greeting him with an illusion.

And using a bunch of kids for that? He just couldn't stomach it. He walked broodily in the park, surrounded by the brats. If the bastard thought he'd play his game, then he'd be sorely mistaken.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on December 31, 2020, 10:29:34 PM

Little Timmy and friends.

"You look scary...."

The little boy tugged at Shinji's arm, walking away while holding the cloth of his trench coat. "But the magician said you will help me win the game! Steavie is over there! We gotta get him before he gets tagged and dies!"

Just under the statue of the goddess was a kid, holding a ball in his hand. He smiled at the two before jumping as if he just remembered something. Then he started screaming. There were shadows looming over the park. Cars floated in the sky. There was the sound of a snap, which seemed to come from the sky even above the cars themselves.

It was a sudden downpour of metal. Cars rained from the sky threatening all the children below. The kids pointed upwards and started screaming. Strangely enough, the parents continued to sit on their picnic blankets and benches. Indeed other adult patrons of the park continued on their walks as if nothing was happening. One man stared at the sky and yelled with the kids.

"HOLY SHIT we are ALL GOING TO DIE!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on December 31, 2020, 11:52:37 PM

Shinji

"..."

A shadow grew over his face, the man's body was as tense as metal. He had noticed the cars floating above ground but he didn't pay them any mind, and only realized what was going on too late. The screams, the falling cars, everything. Shinji took a heavy breath as if he fumed from his throat. Like burning steam.

SLAM

If the kick was any softer, people might have heard the sound of bone cracking and muscle rupturing. But no one was able to tell just how fast he had crossed the distance to the first car - and kicked it with all his power. Its trajectory, he was kicking it somewhere where there were no people, deducing the angle and where it had to land in a moment. At the very least, his quick thinking was without comparison.

As was the rage in his face.

He was using his magic to move from car to car, pulling himself to them, pushing and slamming them with his body with no concern for his own life. But would he make it in time?

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 01, 2021, 12:14:07 AM

Marc

"Ooof!" He might have braced himself for the cowgirl, but the vampire king was a totally different manner. His butt fell down with a squeaky thud, and he patted his plexus - totally unhurt and amazed by that. The two stirred him up and got him hot and bothered, with the feeling in his chest spreading everywhere.

And look at them having fun.

"Haha! I do love a strong woman." He wiped his mouth and got back up, fixing his business suit with a dry chuckle. "Come now ladies, let's mind the guests a little, no point rushing things." He gave them both a nice fondle with a service smile. His rifle was locked and loaded, his bullets ready to fly at full blast and pump everything with holes.

"That bed you devils want to break sooo bad... it cost me more than the country of Peru. And it feels soft... tight... springy and a~ma~zing. The hunk comes free with it."

A good handful of people stared at the three - no, it was more accurate they were staring the whole time. A few were munching on free popcorn, some flustered and looked away, and an old lady coughed.

"Aw, come oooon! It's just a bed, you sick bastards." That got him pouty, like a little kid all over again too. "So let's get criminal."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on January 01, 2021, 01:30:37 AM

Evan

The man screaming held his hands over his head, shivering in anticipation of the car crushing his feeble human body. However, he looked up, only to see a car sailing over his head, falling onto the ground. The man trenchcoat man had appeared out of nowhere, shooting from the car threatening him to another, flying like a star.

"YAAAAAAY!"

The kids cheered, roaring as if they were watching some action scene in a movie rather than their imminent demise. At the end of the row of falling cars stood Stevie, the screaming child that started this frenzy.

Sky blue eyes stared at the man from atop the car. He would be able to see it by now. Evan was standing atop the vehicle above Steavie at the end of the row, a frown on his face. With his knuckles balled into a fist, four cards were clenched in between his fingers. Swinging his arms across his chest, he launched the razor sharp cards at Shinji. The cards were sharp enough to take off his arms and legs if they weren't stopped.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on January 01, 2021, 06:18:10 AM

Valerie

"Mhm..."

She played along with the rhythm of the other blonde, letting herself be pulled into a deep kiss. But she didn't stop there, why do that when you could have so much more fun by pushing it further. She grabbed onto her not by her waist but by her thicc thighs, and then she lifted Suerte. All while keeping up the kissing and even pushing further, her tongue pushed into the other woman's mouth to get a taste of her and Valerie's fangs throbbed in excitement over claiming a new toy.

Suerte would have no other choice than to hang onto her now

"You are such a cutie, after we finish with him I will be claiming you as well, and that tone you have will change once I have filled your tight little pussy." Yeah she was pretty much ignoring her student, but that was on purpose too.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 01, 2021, 05:48:50 PM

Shinji

"Tch." If he were any younger, that'd probably have been the end of it. But he didn't try to back off to save himself, he put his body on the line - and spun with the brutal grace of a hurricane.

Yet they hit him.

No, perhaps that was the point.

As if he were butter, the cards that were meant to cripple his limbs ripped through his body instead. Blood, meat, and gastric acid spewed out of his neck like vomit, but he was utterly unphased by it. Even with a dozen card-shaped holes in his chest, he kept dashing and bouncing off the cars in the sky, slamming them away to keep those below safe from danger. Even when some cars were too far away, he'd pull them towards him and hit them with all he had. Even if it meant snapping his bones and tendons out of his body. Even if it meant experiencing death again and again.

Because so long as he had a cell in his body, he'd keep kicking - glaring at Evan with the bloodied grit of a beast. It was growing so fast, even the mage of lies would have trouble keeping up.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on January 01, 2021, 07:48:52 PM

A few hours earlier....

A flock of doves took flight, Evan's frame a mere silhouette before the beauty of the birds, casting a vast shadow on the children. The moonlight illuminated the park, the doves reaching far beyond the trees and shifting into shadows against the moon's light. A shadow of a shadow of something far more cosmic and beautiful, that is what was cast on the children in the final moments of his performance. And yet they looked up at Evan, up at the doves and up at the moon itself, eyes glimmering with endless hope and optimism, such is the potential of youth.

"Who is your favorite superhero?"

One child's hand shot up. "Thor!"

"And why is that?" Evan asked with a smile.

"He can do anything! He's strong, shoots lightning and can fly! Plus nothing can hurt him. Plus he's really popular. My mom says he's real handsome, real pretty."

"Do you think thats what makes him cool?"

The kid looked down at the ground. "Yeah! What do you think mister magician? What do you think makes a hero cool?"

Evan chuckled to himself and stared past the children. They said children were in tune with the thoughts and feelings of adults sometimes even more so then adults themselves. He wondered if they could tell what he was feeling in this moment.

"That game you were playing before. Heroes and villains? Wanna play the villain with me?"

In the moment of truth.

"Yaaaaaaggggggggh!" one boy screamed.

The cards sunk into Shini's body, tearing through him. The kids were shown more blood and guts than any adult should ever see. Yet still the man continued on, kicking the remaining cars aside until there was only one remaining. And yet it was so close to crushing the poor boy under its weight.

And yet all at once, the voice of Evan echoed through all of their minds. Don't look away, not even for a moment. If you do, you'll miss something truly amazing.

Evan

"A clown huh?!" he yelled, shooting towards Shinji like a bullet. He lifted his leg up, prepared to deliver a roundhouse kick. Holding his hat down with his free hand, his face was still obscured by his top hat, his blue eyes piecing through those shadows. "You didn't want to deal with clowns, but you can't turn away the hand that was dealt! How does it feel protector of children, SHINJI the thief!?"

In that moment, the kids all recalled the one line said by Evan. His jovial laughter echoed through their heads and his voice rang through their heads like a lullaby that they had heard millions of times. "Today, i'm going to show you what makes a hero cool."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 01, 2021, 08:22:51 PM

Shinji

The cars were taken care of, his whole body hurt like hell. Bones were cracked, muscles were torn, and his skin was ruptured. It was a real hassle. The roundhouse kick?

That might as well have been a pat on the shoulder.

"Is this so fun to you? Dropping cars on kids?" The momentum kicked both of them higher in the air - but Shinji had grabbed the kick viciously. His glare, his violence, all of it was as unrefined and un-hero like as possible.

For his expression was more like a demon's. "Then let me show you... just how fun I can get."

For reference, everyone must have eaten chicken at some point. But have you ever prepared a chicken to prep in the oven? Sometimes, you need to separate the drums from the thighs. It sounds simple enough, but there's actually a specific technique you need to use in order to snap the tendon easily. If you do it right, you can split the bird in half. The more notable thing is the crunchy kind of pop that the bones make once they separate.

That was probably what Evan heard, when Shinji's elbow slammed on his knee. A blow strong enough to bend his leg in a way that should never bend.

"Drink your milk, or your bones will snap."

He'd beat the crap out of Evan, and not even give him the chance to pass out.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on January 01, 2021, 08:25:28 PM

Suerte

Suerte let out a small squeel that sounded closer to a moan than anything. Lifted off the ground by her legs, she wrapped her thick but firm thighs around Valarie's waist as her tongue entered her mouth. Another soft moan escaped her lips as she felt her fangs lightly brush up against her bottom lip. "A vampire....? Oh..." she said, her breasts bouncing at the top of the lift. She inched upward, trying to escape the kiss and attempting to smother her under her breasts. All the while she began draining Valarie of her luck, a stream of divine probabilistic power flowing between them.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on January 02, 2021, 12:30:09 AM

Evan

"Impossible! You stopped the kick!?" he yelled.

There was a terrible crack, bone shattering upon impact. Evan's hat fell from his face and landed on the ground beneath, Evan's face revealed to Shinji. With the shadows of the hat gone, Shinji finally saw the magician's smile. "Your not going to go for the balls? Did I not put down enough incentive?"

Even so, the car was now within a foot of the crown of Steavie's head. Could Shinji make it in time?! No matter what, the next trick had been prepared.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 02, 2021, 02:11:09 AM

Marc

"Aw man, you're really into it huh. Can't complain..." But being ignored probably meant they'd keep causing a scene. Crouching, the Frenchman planned his next move while the two were busy frenching - until something soft, plump and amazing crossed his line of sight.

That's... a nice butt.

Yep, that was his sensei alright. Uh, he wasn't a pervert for thinking that though, this was just a healthy adult experiencing new things. Also, his ears weren't flushing, it was just the alcohol. In fact, if he were any less confident, the next thought wouldn't even cross his mind.

Pat.

Valerie's butt was a historical relic, a national treasure. It had been through a lot, endured many trials and tribulations.

To say it was as enduring as the tests of time was an understatement.

However - she was simply unlucky.

Because that tap was brimming with chi, swerving and pulsing straight into her cheeks and rotating like a hurricane. HIs fierce touch, and the bright red life force wasn't just grabbing her outside, but vibrating inside. He hadn't gotten the complete hang of it yet, but rotating his chi like this was something he picked up, and it made lays go crazy. He wasn't sure what it'd do to that cocky king, but if his gut was right... it'd be funny at least.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 02, 2021, 06:49:30 PM

Shinji

Shinji was glowering at the magician, but he didn't say anything to him. He just pointed behind him nonchalantly, as if warning him of something. Maybe this was his own way of joking around.

The car impacted with a violent crash.

But it didn't reach the kid.

Because Shinji used his magic to pull it right into him - and Evan by extension. So without delay, the vehicle slammed into the two and launched them far away, before crushing them both into a faraway wall on the other side of the district.

SLAM

The wall and ground impacted and cracked under the weight of the pulled vehicle.

"Yare yare." A bloodied carcass emerged from the crash. Luckily, no one got hurt - instead, they were surrounded by horrified bystanders. With pieces of glass and metal lodged into him, Shinji's bloody body definitely looked worse for wear. And yet, he almost limped casually out of the burning vehicle.

Dragging Evan's bloody body out by the hair. He couldn't imagine how many bones must have broken just now. If he wasn't as soft as he were, he'd have turned into ketchup.

"Oi, someone call an ambulance or something."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on January 02, 2021, 08:28:56 PM

Evan moments earlier...

A soft whisper, something only Shinji would be able to hear; thats what emerged from Evan's lips as he was dragged across the ground in the center of the dust cloud. "I told you I wanted to show you something right? Look at the kids and tell me what you think."

Held unceremoniously off the ground, a card appeared in between his fingers. With a flick of his wrist, the card sliced cleanly through the car, sending each in opposite directions. The stray parts of the car were caught by the strings scattered beyond the splash zone of the cars. With Shinji's attention on the kids, Evan set up net of strings that were thicker at the point where the car would fly through them but that spread at the bottom. That way Steavie could still leave the splash zone and the car would get sliced into so many pieces that the metal were tiny little strings that flung into the crowd of kids.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on January 02, 2021, 09:12:57 PM

Valerie

"OH FUUUUUUCK....."

The Vampire king heaved the busty blonde off of her, dumping her unceremoniously on the ground. Then her own knees buckled and she fell. For the first time ever, her former student had brought her to her knees.

But just as quickly as this momentous moment came, just as quickly it passed, like a fleeting feeling of triumph. Regardless, he had achieved something great and that was indisputable.

She flipped around to face his crouched form. Valerie was past caring about how the looked, practically squatting on the floor. And it was quite obvious to see with how flushed her cheeks were.

The throbbing of her fangs was greater than it had been in a long time.

"Maaaaaaarc..." Her gaze was firmly locked on him and not unlike the instensity found in one of her serious exhibition matches. "Can you do that with your dick?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 02, 2021, 09:31:30 PM

Shinji

What? He noticed the car and debris get caught up, but in the heat of the moment, it wasn't something he was going to bother to process. He was simply pissed off.

"I think you're a jerk." And with that said, a kick smashed Evan's shoulder, plummeting them both straight down the playground - and smashing Evan's nuts on one of the monkey bars, snapping it off and crashing them both on the sandy ground.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on January 02, 2021, 09:33:31 PM

Suerte

Suerte slowly peeled off her tight dress, revealing her chiseled six pack and toned arms as the dress came up. The rolled up fabric got caught on the underside of her breasts. With a grunt, Suerte yanked the dress off, causing her big braless breasts to bounce. She strutted over to Marc, her ships shifting left to right as she stood next to Valarie. Turning around, she showed off her black panties that seemed a bit too small fo her. Her ass cheeks spilled from each side, threatening to swallow the panties themselves.

Pushing her hips towards him, she smiled and said, "Spank me next. Spank me haaaaaard. I want it even harder than she got it."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on January 02, 2021, 09:44:06 PM

Evan

Evan yelled in pain as he struck the bar, only managing to dodge his most precious jewels by inches by shifting his weight onto his already dislodged leg. His groin still took the brunt of the damage, sending sharp pain through his system. He slumped to the ground and stopped moving.

Steavie and friends

Everything had happened so fast. He screamed just like he was told to by the magician, then the cars he put in the sky fell. The scary trenchcoat man flew towards him like a bullet and then the magician appeared out of no where and charged him. There was screaming, an explosion and...

Every child in the park gathered around the dust cloud, squeezing through the crowd of horrified onlookers. The crowd was composed mostly of older couples, parents and grandparents. "Oh my god. Mr Johnson are you ok? That doesn't look like a game!"

Steavie ran up to the injured Shinji and grabbed the young man by the leg and began sending a wave of energy through his body. The immortal would find that his wounds began to heal rapidly and the pain from the crash would dull. "That was fun mister! The greatest game of heroes and villains we ever played! And don't worry Mama. He said this might happen. He said he might need to rest right after the game! I still need to heal him. They still got hurt for real, but its not as bad as it looks I swear!"

All the kids had big stupid grins on their faces. Some were jumping up and down, others were imitating the fight. However, most were just staring, their eyes wide and their mouths slightly open. The children that once found Shinji scary all gathered at his feet, clinging onto his legs and tugging his trenchcoat. They didn't even seem to mind his weird gored up immortal body. "You won!" one child yelled. "That was so cool! He hit you with the cards and you kept going!"

If Shinji looked back, he might notice that the car that he pulled was split in half, a card lodged onto the ground several feet in front of the car. From that angle, he may also notice the string that glimmered ever so softly in the moonlight, the one just above where Steavie stood.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 02, 2021, 10:26:13 PM

Marc

"Woah."

Whatever happened, it exceeded his expectations. No, it practically shot straight past them and into the stratosphere. His eyes were wide open like perfect circles and his whole body just froze up, still in his squatted position.

"Non, eh uhm I didn't - what makes you think I - um well I mean - hoho! Mon dieu, it's a funyarimpa! Behind you! Um, ladies? Don't fight now, you can get a turn..." Oh non, I have made a terrible erreur in judgment. The blushing Marc was looking straight at the blushing king of vampires, and the cheeks aggressively pointed at him. Look, it's not that he didn't love burying his face here and there. If this were Tuesday, he'd probably have managed to say something cool like who knows? Wanna find out?

But it is Wednesday my dudes.

And hearing his slutty aunt make a sound like that on a Wednesday? That does things to a man. However, he'd already gone way over the line. There was no choice but to double down.

"...alright alright. That's it. I am not sober enough to deal with your shenanigans." Straightening himself back up, a casual Marc grabbed Suerte and spun her right around him, before pulling her back in like a backpack, her fat milkers rubbing on his back.

"You, on my back. Don't sass me, I know you, I know your game. You pull funny business, I might just spread your ass from here 'till the citadel." And before anyone else watching could be warned, he hoisted Val by the butt and rested her body on his forearm. "And you, I don't care if you're some King, my Sensei, or the goddamn tooth fairy. That's right piggy, you could be the Holy Mary for all I care, it's not my problem. You see me chilling for the first time in 18 years, and the first thing you do is grab my cock and start shaking your hips like some slut? Oh non, non non. I'll give you a reason to shake them. I'm not your student, and I'm not your friend. I'm not even some guy on the street. Tonight, I'm your daddy. Capiche?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 04, 2021, 10:14:28 PM

Shinji

Shinji landed gracefully and whipped the pistol from his pocket. He was resolved now, resolved to cap 20 new ones in the asshole in front of him. That is... until something ludicrous happened.

"What?"

He looked like he'd been sucker-punched. No, in a sense, he definitely did. Staring at the kids and the mustache guy getting healed up. Piecing two and two together, it still made absolutely no sense. Why? And moreimportantly...

"What the hell is going on?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on January 04, 2021, 11:36:07 PM

Evan

Finally recovered enough to stand, Evan did just that, gathering to his feet and grasping the immortal's arm in his gloved hand. His blue eyes shifted to Shinji and a whisper flew towards his ears and his alone. "I told them that we would use special effects to enhance the violence of the show. Don't tell them what you really are. All of this was 'heightened' for the sake of art and entertainment. I suppose you could tell them and let the trauma sink in, but i chose instead to protect them with the mask of performance."

With a bow, he said, "Ladies and gentlemen. I'd like to thank each and everyone of you for this fine game of heroes and villains. I hope you think about what I said earlier, what makes a hero cool. More importantly, no matter how scary or mean someone looks, remember that the deepest scowl is merely the inverse of the brightest smile."

Evan then turned to Shinji and smiled. "Thank you. You were a wonderful partner."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 04, 2021, 11:41:01 PM

Shinji

"Ah, I get it. It couldn't be helped then, it was just a play." He looked down and away, a little embarrassed. For a second, he couldn't believe it. The way the kids and everyone involved was in on it only made it worse. But the one who felt guiltier was himself.

"Sorry for the leg." He looked as stern and serious as a stone, but a little sad. A liar can tell truth better than anyone... so Evan could probably tell his remorse was genuine. "A good workout though. Here, let's shake on it." He offered his hand with a slightly embarrassed smile.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on January 05, 2021, 03:42:36 AM

Evan

"Don't worry about it," Evan said, walking over to pick up his hat. As he walked away from Shinji, the kids gathered around his leg, tugging at his coat and staring up at him with wide eyes, as if they were looking at the stars themselves. The kids who were once afraid of him now fought each other for a chance to look him in the eye. "We will talk more later."

Placing his hat on his head, he walked back over to Shinji. "And so, i'll ask you again. What do you see in their eyes?"

As he spoke he waved to the children. The mothers and fathers grabbed the kids by the arm. "Mama! I wanna talk to Shinji! He's Shinji the protector! Mama! Will we ever see him again!?" A few started crying, but one broke free from the others and ran back, the one that asked the question.

"I understand Mr. Magician. He's cool because he's scary."

And with that, he was grabbed by his father who hoisted him onto his back and ran away to join his wife. "Sorry Mr. Johnson."

Evan smiled and waved.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 05, 2021, 04:20:30 AM

Shinji

He closed his eyes and exhaled, feeling the tug on his arm. But Shinji didn't budge. Did you know? The worst thing you can do to a wild dog is yank at the tail.

"Cool? ...A game, huh?" And the worst thing you can do to Shinji... "I've never thought I'd meet a guy who thinks skewering people and threatening kids is cool. " ...is treating life and death like a show.

"A lot of effort for this little play."

He didn't move an inch.

The arc of his fist was as beautiful as it was terrifying - and it bludgeoned Evan straight into the ground, cracking it down below with a terrifying shockwave. When he raised the bloody fist, viscera and teeth dripped out of it, revealing Evan's face, dented back like a spoon.

"And that's my curtain call." He looked down on Evan with disgust and raised his bloody fist. He had nothing left to say to him.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on January 05, 2021, 04:26:02 AM

Valerie

"Hah you are funny..."

Her cheeks flushed an even brighter shade of red, turning pink even. When was the last time someone had tried to make her call them daddy? It must have been years, and to think it was her former student that was being this cheeky. In some ways...

In some ways that just made it even better.

She grasped onto his his shirt, but didn't resist his grab. No she was far too busy getting comfortable with snuggling her face to his muscular chest.

"I might call you that... But only if you take bot of us raw and hold nothing back...."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on January 05, 2021, 04:34:08 AM

Evan

Evan rose to his feet, the dent in his face visible to all. With a hand on his hat, he stared past Shinji, likely because he couldn't see anymore. "Their lives were-"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 05, 2021, 05:11:29 AM

Shinji

Shinji sighed.

"Yare yare."

Before Evan got three words in, another punch came down on his mouth and blew the rest of his teeth off. This time, and Shinji grabbed his tongue with enough strength to rip it off... before lifting Evan by the tongue. "You're missing the point. Not a word. Now, you listen." He yanked him closer and glared at Evan, this time eye to eye. He would've just said no and left normally.

But he was really pissed off.

"What kind of message are you telling those kids, pulling a scene like that? That it's fine to start trouble and fool people without consequences? That violence is fine as long as it's fake, even when you involve total strangers in it? I wanted nothing to do with your stupid play, and you forced it on me as if I were a prop. But that's fine. You could piss in my eye and take a dump in my mouth, I don't care."

He let go just as it felt like the tongue would rip off - and the relief must have been amazing. However, it was short-lived. Because a flurry of punches crashed and smashed against every inch of Evan's body, pummeling his bones, ribs, guts, and everything.

"ORA! ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!! ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!! ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA... ORAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!"

The sparlwed Evan was hurled away, straight into one of the slides, and smashed his body into it like a dent. He turned away with a glare and wiped his brow.

"But showing off something so twisted like it's fun or entertaining, spilling my guts in front of a bunch of kids and treating danger like a joke. I'm not going to forgive that no matter what you say. I told you didn't I?"

"I'm not the kind of dog that'll play tricks for you."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on January 05, 2021, 02:13:11 PM

Evan

The magician stared down at the ground, suspended by his tongue. His feet were slumped on the ground. Before he could recover, he was slammed with fist after fist, a flurry of punches denting his body. Even still the magician spoke through the strikes.

"You are a professional.....ack!. and certainly not an innocent man.......kuh! All other parties were informed of the risks... gah! Every single one except.... gah you." That was all he could force out before his vision went black from the sheer ferocity of the strikes.

Evan fell to the ground, wheezing, his chest heaving in and out. Every bone in his body was broken and the pain was too great for him to move anymore. With his arms spread wide and his back to the floor, Evan stared up at the sky and into the stars. "No matter what, I never disrespect my audience. The children of today are not as innocent as you would like to pretend. Many are exposed to cruelties far worse than anything I could imagine without any hope. Although, I suppose I could be projecting my experience from my past life. Is child abuse, classism, racism and crime still a thing in this world Shinji?"

Evan wheezed. "I could have talked to you I suppose, but i'm not strong enough to survive a beatdown like this from you before the performance. Speaking of.... can you take me to a hospital? I can't move."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on January 05, 2021, 02:47:11 PM

Suerte

"Well i'm not consenting yet, not until I know who's top bitch," she said, grabbing the butt of her gun and stepping off of his back. Placing the barrel in his mouth, her eyes narrowed and a twisted smile crept onto her face. "If you can't beat me the way I want, then i'll make you my bitch."

Suerte's chest pressed against Valarie's waist showing off the cleavage spilling out of her black bra. The breasts squished against Valarie's waist, her soft but firm breasts pushing against her abs. "As much as i'd love for you to take me, i'll be damn sure to make you earn it. You don't get to be daddy until your hands are as strong or gentle as his, or until you spank me as hard."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 06, 2021, 04:26:40 AM

The Onlookers

The redhead womanizer gasped quietly, it all went too fast. But they realized what was going on, and -

"EEEEEEEEEEEEK!!"

"A... a gun! Shit!"

Those who were still around visibly panicked now, some even took cover or tried to hide, while others darted for the door.

Marc

Oh my.

Was that... a revolver? Shoot, an antique too! Holy crap, this was a really nice gun. So damn nice, he'd almost forget where she just shoved it into.

"Fppmfpppfppfppfppfmfp! Ppfppfmfp, Mff mpmppf pmfppffpmmpp mmm mpfmmmfmmfmp fppppfppmmmmppp." (Whooooh! Ooh, I do love a fast woman.) How someone would flirt with a gun in his mouth, no one could answer. But bluff or not, Val could tell how fast his heart was thumping. Was he scared, angry, excited or horny? Who knows? He wasn't telling. Only way Suerte could tell shit was by looking at his burning eyes.

"Ffmppffmf fppppffmfpmfmpmppp'fmp fppmmmppppppmmm fmmmfpppfppffmp fmpmfpppffmfmfmmfp, ffmppffmf'mpm mmppffmppmmmpmp mmm fmpmfpppffmffmmmmmpppmpm mfmmffpffpmf'fmm mfpmppmmmpfffmpfmm." (Buuuut you wouldn't wanna shoot, think of all the ladies you'll make heartbroken.)

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 07, 2021, 02:12:47 AM

Shinji

But he already left. He had nothing to say to that man, and no patience to hear him out. And so, the hunter follows the horizon, wherever it may take him.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on January 07, 2021, 04:31:39 AM

Evan

Well I finished tried....

Evan stared at the sky. Funny.... he just finished dying and now he may die yet again. Evan laughed at the thought. "I liked the other way better, far more suitable for the magician of lies."

The moon shone ever so brightly, the stars twinkling. What a strange loneliness he felt.... Last time he was surrounded by his fans, his brother and his friend. This time there was no one but a somewhat familiar sky.

I'm so lonely..... Being born again is a lot less romantic than I thought. Then again, most things are.

Evan thought back to Shinji and Thorra. A goddess and a mercenary. At the very least, if he lived past this night, things would be fun. Even so, this was a nice glimpse into a life he could have had. The dance was fun and the show was marvelous. He wondered what other shows he might be able to rope the thief into. If he hadn't met a goddess, he wouldn't have made a plan that left his fate in the hands of god. Although, he made a note to himself not to make a plan where he got pummeled so much just to maybe keep some kids happy and safe.

"Oh who am I kidding... I'll do that again."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on January 07, 2021, 11:46:18 PM

Valerie

"Just shut up."

Right as the the other blonde finished talking, Valerie jammed two fingers into her mouth. This blond bitch deserved it, who was she even calling a bitch here? Sure she could almost respect the audacity of jamming a gun into a guy's mouth, that took some real balls. But no one did that to one of her precious students, not even if they were a hot blonde gunslinger chick.

"Marc you need to man up again, you were not nearly this meek back at the dojo... Now the easiest way to shut up a bitch who acts like this...." Valerie pushed her fingers deeper in, almost into Suerte's throat, as she continued with the explanation. "Is to shove your fat dick in like this and choke her on it. The overwhelming smell and taste will straighten her out in no time, and maker her a good little girl."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on January 08, 2021, 04:25:07 AM

Suerte

Suerte's eyes widened as she found fingers being pressed down her throat. Tears rolled down her cheeks and she gagged, pulling back and placing the barrel of the gun that was once down Marc's throat into her tight belly.

"And here I thought you were defending the man," she said, glaring at the other blonde. "If he wants to be daddy, he can earn it, but pass or fail, I don't think of him as any less of a man. The difference between a man and a boy is one tries and the other calls for help from mommy."

Suerte started feeling up his biceps with her free hand, even while maintaining her glare. "Look at him. Do you really think this isn't a man?!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 08, 2021, 04:59:26 AM

Marc

"Mmmfpp ppmmmmppp, Mff fppmmmpppfmpmppmpm fmpppf fmmmppmpp mffmpf fmmmfpmpp mfpmmmmpm fmpmfpmpp mmpmmmpmfpmffmm fmpppf fmmmfpppfppffmp."
"Awww man, I wanted to tease her a bit more."

A spit second before Suerte pulled at her gun, his jaws slammed shut on the weapon and smashed it to bits. A rub to the back of his ruffled red hair later, he was laughing it off casually like he actually found her cute.

Even as red chi seeped out of his mandibles like a haze, dropping bits of metal on the ground.

"Hahaha, give me a break there Val. I was always a fan of westerns... especially the scenes where the bad guy holds the hero at gunpoint. I felt like milking the tension a little." He spat whatever was left of the thing by his feet. "But I'm impressed, it was a gutsy move."

Compared to how he looked at Suerte before, he looked a lot more annoyed glancing at Valerie. It's like his eyes were telling her to back off his hunt. "I'm curious though, would you have pulled the trigger?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on January 08, 2021, 05:20:29 AM

Valerie

"Why did you leave me?"

The deep gaze of crimson hued eyes trailed over from the other blonde and over to her estranged student. The hand that was grasping his shirt squeezed just a bit harder. She really needed this, she was dying to know. He'd been of her if not her most promising student, losing him hurt. It hurt real bad.

She didn't want to lose him again.

"You were my greatest student, I was going to make you my apprentice you know, but then you just left, and... And that really hurt. when you said it was too stressful, did I push you that hard? I.. I want you back Marc..."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on January 08, 2021, 03:44:46 PM

Suerte

"Only if your worth it."

Suerte's brown eyes glistened and her twisted smile faded into something more matter of fact. With the heat of the moment gone, she holstered the gun on her hip. A crack echoed through the room, smoke coming from the barrel of her other gun. The bullet was fired directly at Marc's skull. At the same time that she put her other gun away, she whipped out the opposite pistol.

"You'll have to pay for that gun," she said, her eyes alight with rage. There was nothing more she wanted right now than his guts spilled all over the floor.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 08, 2021, 05:42:12 PM

Marc

Woooosh!

A red blur flashed in a heartbeat, suddenly his head weaved away from the bullet, gritting as his ear got a piece of flesh nicked off. If you think about it, guns fire in a mostly straight line - thus, to the onlookers who could perceive it, it looked exactly as if he dodged a straight. He had already circled her away from where she could bend her arms.

BLAM!!

If an average fighter turned, they probably wouldn't even be able to see it. No, even Valerie might have a hard time. No one but the absolute fastest could see it clearly. His flash smashed straight into her chin like lightning, barely restrained by Valerie's weight on Marc's body. This wasn't something he has learned in the dojo, but a technique he perfected later- and for anyone to see it from that up close, it was as breathtaking as it was fast - and nearly impossible to avoid.

But it didn't hit Suerte.

He just pinched her ear playfully.

"Relax. This is a bar, have some class." He grinned. "I'll get that gun patched up with bigger cannons than ever. Just don't point it at me again."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on January 08, 2021, 07:13:21 PM

Valerie

Valerie almost moved as she felt more than saw that lightning fast blow coming, but it was precisely because her experience and her connection to him let her feel his intent crystal clear. That's why she didn't move or anything and that's why she knew this wasn't truly over, despite the words he used.

"Marc you really need to reign in that teasing of yours, or someday it will come back to bite you... Although that is what I like about you, so perhaps you should keep it. You did good here..." She praised him honestly, it made her pride to see how much he'd grown, both as a fighter and as a man. She couldn't wait to see if he was hiding even more growth, but before that they really needed to have a talk about what he'd been up to.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on January 09, 2021, 04:34:54 AM

Suerte

Suerte's eyes widened as the shockwave from his fist blew back her hat covered hair. Feeling his fingers grip her cheek, she glared at him. "You condescending bitch. You should have killed me, maybe at least seriously fought back."

The cowgirl turned away from him. "Don't worry. I won't point the gun at you. Turns out you weren't worth it. You can keep him Val."

Striding towards her, she placed a card between the vampire's tits. "Let me know if you need anything." And thus she turned and walked away.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 09, 2021, 06:13:47 AM

Marc

"Yes, yes. Sure, I'll respect you if you start being respectable. It's... not looking great though. I think you're bad at this."

If Marc heard Suerte at all, it sure looked like t came in one ear and came out the other. But what his old Sense said made him outright pout.

"Oh please Val, I'm pretty sure getting shot in the face counts as getting bitten by karma ... in some districts at least." Was he chipper or just plain old ditzy? Ogling at the card, he snatched it from Val's cleavage and grinned like it was meant for him, almost skipping a cheery jump. "Ah, merci!"

He skipped a little victory dance. It may not look like it, but he sure was glad his skull wasn't splattered all over the place!

"Have a nice day babe!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on January 09, 2021, 06:31:45 AM

Valerie

"Meh you got away fine, if anything you are going to look even more ruggedly handsome, tasteful scars are attractive on men like you. Although you were already my cutest student, so I suppose it doesn't change much.

"The vampire wasn't really paying much attention to what the other girl had said or even the card that was shoved into her cleavage. Marc had had acted pretty fast though, the card had almost been pushed out by the perkiness of her breasts by the time he snatched it. As for what the vampire was focused on...

It was the form of the blonde who was walking, more specifically her legs and behind.

"If you are that chipper about the card then you must have been at least a bit interested in her so... Who has the better ass, me or her?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 10, 2021, 02:12:33 AM

Marc

Marc smacked his forehead with his fingers and shook his head, grimacing as he'd just been stung in the nuts by a bee. A very horny, insatiable bee. "Mon dieu, you just keep asking the most embarrassing things, do you? I guess I sort of missed that - almost."

A finger on his chin, he paced back and forth for a bit. Questions like this needed time and consideration, and he wasn't afraid to show Val just how much he had to scramble his coconut for an answer. No, it was more to milk the anticipation really, to make the dreaded moment of truth all the more palpable, and the answer even more exciting.

Or to make it short and sweet - he was teasing her.

"Hmmmm. Hmmmmmmmmmmmm! Hm hm hmmm mhhhh! Hm mhh hm mmhhhh hm mmh mmhhhhh hm hm hm hm hm...." Just what could these words mean? What was he thinking? "Ah! I got it!" he declared with a dreadful pause, almost like the strike of a lightning bolt. But it came now, the revelation. The truth laid bare!

"If it's you two, yours wins by a longshot. It's just perfectly bubbly, perky and all the sweet stuff. But if we're talking overall... I've got to say, I'm sorry."

His tone was as serious as it got, almost like he was delivering some harrowing news. "My buns beat yours, there's just no comparison." He pushed his hip to the side, just to accentuate it even further with gusto.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on January 12, 2021, 03:59:06 AM

Evan

Eyes opened only to stare at a hospital ceiling. The empty lifeless walls were a reflection of his unresponsive body lying on the white sheets. Hospitals, so clean and pristine, something he knew too well as a lie. A hospital was a location stained with the most blood by nature, yet was also dedicated to healing. Perhaps it was that contradiction that lead it to tell those lies.

The magician of lies stood straight up in his bed.

That unresponsive body was a lie. He glanced at the hospital equipment. There was a computer that said he was fully stabilized. The young man stared out the window, overlooking the city streets. Those streets looked different from a hospital room. Everything looked so warm.

It was just death creeping up on him again.

A single thought crept into his mind. I wonder if the lies I told will bare fruit. Maybe next time I come here, I will have company.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on January 12, 2021, 02:27:25 PM

Nurse

Black hair, a tight nurse's outfit complete with black pantyhose, a face mask and a nurse hat: the young woman entered Evan's room, the gentle crash of the doorknob into the wall being the only signal of her arrival. With a tablet in her hands, she approached Evan with professional confidence, her back straight with a polite smile. "We healed you Mr......"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: yinsukin on January 12, 2021, 02:33:32 PM

Evan

"Anderson," Evan said, smiling back at the nurse. "James Anderson."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on January 16, 2021, 07:14:55 PM

Valerie

Oh is that so? You have been holding me by my butt this whole time..." She cleverly replied, it was obvious to her that he had been enjoying this, from the way he had reacted earlier to the fact that she ha dheard his heart rate speed up and down. He was like an open book to her, and she would absolutely use that tease him..

But that didn't mean she didn't care about him.

"Do not dare stop it now, I very much enjoy this embrace but I would prefer if you took me somewhere more private. There is much we need to discuss, and I need to get a better taste of your development, do you have what it takes to claim me now or are you still a little virgin boy? "

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 17, 2021, 01:20:45 AM

Marc

His ears turned slightly redder. Was he turning away aloofly because of that? As if. There she was, speaking his language! Though it still felt kind of taboo to go this far, it's not like it'd stop him, no sir! In his own way, he was begrudgingly fond of his former sensei.

"Wanna find out?"

And with a cheeky wink, he took an easygoing stride and left the game room.

"Woah."

Maybe it's because the bar was in the way of the exit... but it probably wasn't the case. It's not like he was just going to ditch his partner for the whole night, even if he was a little glad she didn't follow him upstairs. After all, Marc wouldn't have wanted her to get hurt or shot at by the crazy blonde woman. The one who wasn't sitting on his bicep anyway.

But seeing her sitting all alone like that on the bar counter? Even he felt a little bad.

"What the hell are you doing, sulking here? With you cute pumpkin here, I thought you'd fish all the hot guys in the bar." He walked up to Nep with an encouraging smile. "Are you feeling okay?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on January 17, 2021, 02:06:39 AM

Neptune

"Do I look fine to you? Did you think I dressed up like this cause I just felt like it? I thought you were taking me out you jerk!" She then turned around to glance at him and immediately crushed the glass in her hand as her anger spiked.

"Another girl? Where do you even find them?? She looks like a fucking idol too.."The purple head clumsily stood, she was definitely a bit drunk now and more than a little annoyed. Neptune drew closer to them, as it turned it out she was actually slightly taller than his his blonde ex sensei and overall more curvaceous too. A fact that was only further accentuated as she leaned in

"Huh what do you got to say you you lousy playboy?"

Valerie

Valerie blinked as the loud girl got closer.Now how to deal with this.. SShe ccould apologize and pull back, this girl was obviously involved with him in some way but that wouldn't be very fun..

Now she could tease both of them quite easily and also maximizetthe fun factor of the evening.

"Your girlfriend is pretty hot Marc, those tits are huge... And firm too... " Valeriehhad unashamedly reached out groped the purple heads breasts. Her hand sank into the soft tit flesh with and she made one important discovery that she decided to share.

"The size and shape are marvelous, and she is not wearing a bra but if she did it would be 32 E, am I right?"

Neptune

"Whaaaa-"

She starred dumbfounded at the hand that was groping her, she simply too stunned to respond properly. Wha- What are you doing. Hey! Why would I answer that? Hands off!" She slapped the blonds hand away, or at least tried too, she'd actually used a decent amount of power yet it barely moved the blonde's arm. She was sure what unnerved her the more, the sudden groping or her somehow knowing that...

" What's your deal girlie?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 17, 2021, 02:42:23 AM

Marc

His distraught eyes nearly popped out of his skull when the crystal glass was smashed by the gorilla fist of doom. But even that was nothing before the horror in his gaze, the pain of being denied a chance to sip. He reached out to the broken glass one last time, but it was far too late. Everything already spilled all over, including Nep's bodacious body. A single tear almost came out of his eye.

Farewell, my comrade.

Wasting perfectly good alcohol was serious. This was no joking matter, to the point he couldn't hide his pout at Nep.

"Val's an old friend. Don't mind her, she's been a hopeless pervert ever since the first day I met her, and that was... god, even I lost count." He tried to hide a smile to no avail, only to shake his arm a bit to give the vampire king some turbulence - and get her hands off his partner's tits.

"Paws off horndog, do I look like I have enough commitment in me for a girlfriend? That's my partner's rack you're rubbing all over, you'd best respect it like your godmother or you'll be sorry."

With that said, he looked at Nep with a bit more embarrassment than he'd use to. Or maybe it was because he had a conscience, however small. "I'd say you're lucky. Trust me, you didn't miss much up there... I told you that dress was super cute, but I don't think it'd look 10%... no, 5% as cute without you wearing it."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on January 17, 2021, 04:21:19 AM

Valerie

"Goodbye heavenly breasts..."

The blonde vampire had to let go of the magnificent rack from all of the violent shaking her old disciple put her through and that really tore at her soul. But she wasn't done here, no not even close to it. "So what if she is your partner.. Are you telling me you have not even hotdogged them? Afraid your rod would drown in them? What is even the point of having a big titty partner if you are not even gonna fuck those titties? You are the one being disrespectful because sticking your dick in there is that as acknowledging them as something worthy of worship!" Yup she was completely serious about all of that.

"You are terrible, leading her on with talk like that.... And that is why, I will not sleep with you until you have claimed this hot partner of yours!"

Neptune

"You know blondie... you don't have to blackmail with some stupid threat of blue balling him... I thought he was taking me here to get drunk, have fun and then have some real fun when we got back... but no he just has to be running a goddamn harem..." She suddenly stomped down on his foot as she sent him glare.

"Do you have any idea how hard it is to maintain a steady sex life with that many girls?? You need someone to plan the logistics and make sure no one stabs you in the back one morning from jealousy. I take my job serious, ya know... I don't want to miss stuff, If I'm gonna be your consultant I need to see the raw uncensored version of Marc. Or are you just calling me partner as a joke huh? Cause you're acting more like my babysitter..."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 17, 2021, 05:05:39 AM

Marc

"Aie aie! Vaaaal... enough." And with a final pout full of puffed cheeks, he karate-chopped his sensei's nape mercilessly off his arm! Suddenly, Marc hopped on one foot adorably, as if he were more affected by his cute partner than getting shot in the face a minute earlier. You could tell he was a bit flustered, even if he tried to play it cool.

"Ow... Hmph. Look... if you wanted to come chill with the boss, you could've followed me up there. I pretty much invited you to join me you big dummy..." Arms crossed, he looked at her apologetically. A little. Even when he poked her on the forehead. "I really like you Nep, but I'm just not really used to looking at my coworkers like that. Do you think I'm enough of a crook to fuck my own employees silly? H.R. would kill me! The lawsuits alone..."

...

You could tell Marc was thinking of something. That's when he sparked. He gasped.

"Wait a minute. I... I am H.R! And I don't even follow the law! I can do what I want!"

He stared wide eyed at both, as if a sudden new revelation dawned upon him. "Oh well, still plenty of night left in me. You know what, let's do it." He wiped some of the alcohol off her face. "I'll make sure to make up for wasting your time, I'll pay back with interest until you're satisfied."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on January 19, 2021, 03:22:34 AM

Neptune

"You haven't even made out with me and you're already planning to fuck me silly? No no no..." She walked up to him, no pushed him against a wall as hard as she could, her large breasts squished against his muscular chest, she was without a doubt the tallest girl to be this physical with him tonight, she didn't need to look up at him to meet his gaze, and that was a challenge in its own way.

"What makes you think I'll just bend over like some conquest, no the one to conquer will be me, I'll examine all your weak points and then I'll tame your cock, who's the boss then huh?

Valerie

The blonde Vampire just rubbed her neck and watched the two with interest, wondering what his response would be to the sudden sgreasiom from this woman.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 19, 2021, 09:04:49 PM

Marc

Marc stared at Nep in disbelief, processing it - or trying. Maybe that's why he didn't resist getting pushed into a wall again. Look, if Val was going to drop a road roller on his face, he probably wouldn't even be surprised.

But what she said was surprising. Exciting even.

"...I'm the boss. That's my thing. You can't just take my thing and - oh, forget it. You... evil, evil person. Oh, what I wouldn't do for a witch like you." He ground against her, hoisting her up before hugging her tightly. The smooch on her cheek came with no telegraph, not because of his speed or whatever - but because it was so genuine.

And so was the pinch on the same cheek.

"Come on, I'm not some conqueror. I'll steal what I can't buy or buy what I can't steal - if I want it, when I want it. When money's no good, I might just bribe you with my charm. That's the kind of crook I've always been."

T & A wasn't enough to get it up these days. But when she pushed him... oh, that got him. She could tell that much from his eyes - and their red glow. "Unfortunately for you, I'm also more than a dick on a stick. I'll play along for a bit since you want it so bad. Think you can handle me?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on January 22, 2021, 08:58:09 PM

Neptune

"Handle you? Oh no how should I handle this ravaging beast, perhaps...."

She leaned in to whisper sensually in his ear...

"Perhaps my first invention shall be a cage for that impatient dick of yours, it looks like it needs some taming..."

Then suddenly she got pulled off from her boss/partner/prey.

Valerie

"That's an excellent idea my young apprentice, now scurry off and make this invention of yours and I will handsomely award you-" The blonde had pulled the bustier girl off of her prey, still whispering hadn't been good enough she'd heard what she said, and what she said had been more than a little intriguing.

Neptune

"Whoa for real? I'll get started on that right away lady blondie!" And with that he purple head practically rushed out of the bar and formed a comical dust cloud in her wake.

Valerie

"Ah young ones sure get easily excited... I hope you did not forgot about your master, I really ought to pound some strict discipline into you, but more importantly... I will not tolerate our first time being tainted by a threesome. You, no our relationship mean far too much to me." She approached him much more gently than Neptune had, it wasn't lust guiding her but something else...

"Heh.... Looks like even i can become jealous of someone, how strange. We have much to discuss, now will you lead me to our place Marc?" She hoped he accepted, this conversation was important to her, and she needed to have it.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on January 22, 2021, 11:34:54 PM

Marc

Gulp.

"Attends q-quoi? Wait Nep, I-"

But before he could stop her, she was already on her way like some hypermobile Nepmobile. Wide-eyed, he just stared for a second at the dust cloud, sighing with an accepting smile, trying not to laugh. You could see in those eyes of his, how he genuinely cared for the vixen.

And they turned to Val, no less affectionately.

"Zut alors. I think I miiiiight have awoken a dragon." He grinned with a pair of cool sunglasses flashing. Wait, where did he get sunglasses? When did he even put them on? Sunglasses don't just grow on faces like that! Who just puts shades at night time anyway! And just as the blonde beauty made her request...

"Of course!" He winked at her cooly behind his shades, arm in arm with her. Still didn't explain the glasses though.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on March 04, 2021, 08:02:28 PM

2 months later
10:00 AM

Marc

A long time had passed.

It was a gorgeous day outside, with chirping birds and a blooming sky. The sun was shining warmly on a lone man sitting out in a café. Of course, the man’s smile shone back. Sipping a warm cup of coffee, he enjoyed a quality breakfast, taking small nibbles off his croissant. Sure, he was in a [loss period], but a cheat day here and there hurt anyone.

Biting into the fresh pastry, his tongue danced and partied with the flavors.

“Mhhhhhhh! Mmm mh mhm! If I could marry these, I’d get in wedlock faster than love!” He smiled and complimented the chef. Laughing slightly to himself, he amusedly enjoyed the views surrounding him. The busy city life, the bustling business, the laughing people.

No place like home.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on March 06, 2021, 03:35:13 PM

Luthien

The young Elven hadn't lived for very long, but she already knew one thing for sure-this human city-it was amazing! Tall, glimmering spires wrought of steel and glass, glistening with the divine rays of the sun, built as tall as the trees of her homeland! Their construction allowed the sun reflect all the way to the white stone of the pavement below-truly, a marvelous display of ingenuity!

The half naked elf spun around upon the ball of her left foot with the grace of a dancer, arms raised up to embrace the warm light of the sun! Luthien had been tasked with scouting out and experiencing human society by her mother, and she intended to enjoy her assignment to the utmost!

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on March 06, 2021, 09:27:54 PM

Marc

Hey, is she...

Something, or rather someone caught the attention of Marc's eye. A woman was dancing by the corner of his vision, basking in the cold sun without a care in the world. It was the sort of crazy stuff you didn't see too often, not in these parts of town. But well, he was sort of used to the idea of not being used to things. Besides, it wasn't a bad view.

Nice.

But you probably wouldn't catch him puling this off this time of year. His beautiful face would freeze and shrivel, which was probably a crime against humanity.

Even worse would be letting her freeze.

So Marc slipped his tab under the coffee cup and walked up the tan woman relaxedly, blocking a few of the sun's rays with a deft finger. He was without a care in the world.

"You look like you're having fun!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on March 06, 2021, 11:48:43 PM

Luthien

Luthien puffed out her cheeks into a cute pout, staring up at the human man whom had so rudely interdicted the sunlight from reaching her chocolate-brown skin. This was her first experience outside the forest without its immense canopy preventing her from soaking in quite enough sun to feel lively.

But, her pout quickly melted away as she took in his devilishly handsome looks and carefree affect. The young sun elf's opaque eyes stared right back at him, the tips of her ears trembling with excitement. Was this to be her first time! Would the stories her sister had told her of human men abducting elves and using them as playthings true! She could feel her heart pounding in her chest as panic began to set in.

"I'm, um..." Luthien stammered out with a confused and suddenly apprehensive expression.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on March 06, 2021, 11:56:25 PM

Marc

If anyone could possibly mind the tan girl's stammering, Marc absolutely didn't. He laughed, shaking his head without a drop of worry, and grinned teasingly. "Haha, how adorable. It's like you're staring at a ghost."

But this got him thinking for a second. Confidently, he put his arm to the side.

"Let me guess, you're new here?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on March 07, 2021, 02:27:29 PM

Luthien

"Umu..." The elf muttered. Her deft arms glistening with muscular power deflated to her side. With trembling ears, she worked up her courage and responded.

"It's not like that, I mean, I've never seen a man before, so it's a bit of a shock that you look the way you do to me." Luthien seemed to be glowing with the power of the sun, her restrained member throbbing. "Are all men this, well, exciting?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on March 08, 2021, 04:02:18 AM

Marc

Huh? Did he look that odd? He thought he was a charming handsome devil, god, he hoped he didn't get cursed by a witch to get 10 000 warts on his cheeks like last time. That was a nightmare to deal with.

"Haha, I hope not. Two mes would be twice the trouble, and only half the booze for me to deal with." Marc laughed playfully at her response. He thought she was a strange one alright, but it turned out she was as transparent as a vintage bottle.

Those types don't last long in the city.

Alas, he was too kind of a soul to let that happen. Natives had to help new faces out. "The way you danced back there, you've picked that up somewhere? You don't see nice moves like that often." He held a hand out. "Name's Marc."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on March 08, 2021, 06:37:03 PM

Luthien

The oblivious young elf just blushed, glowing with the brilliance of her stored mana and rapidly shaking her head. "No no no no." She waved her hand in front of her face franticly. "That was just me goofing off, I'm not a good dancer at all." She gulped, stood on her toes, and lowered her arms behind her back, resting her palms upon her butt. "I'm Luthien. It's nice to meet you, Marc."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on March 08, 2021, 10:26:41 PM

Marc

"Aw, that's a nice name. I like it a lot." His good mood showed with a heartful chuckle...

Even while standing frozen there, hand stretched out.

"My hand..." He whispered between his beaming teeth.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on March 11, 2021, 06:10:40 PM

Luthien

The young elf cocked her hear, ears flicking around to listen for potential threats seeking to assault her. "What about your hand?" She asked, taking a step forwards and leaning in close to it. "Is this some sort of human custom I'm not acquainted with, maybe?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on March 13, 2021, 03:24:58 PM

Marc

"...Yep. Just a way to break the ice." He pouted and slouched his shoulders. Oh boy, he'd have a long day ahead if she was this much of an airhead. Well, he didn't dislike it. "Besides, when you settle on a contract with someone you can trust, a good old handshake's the best way to sign off the deal."

Not that she should trust him, honestly.

"So, want me to show you around a bit?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on March 16, 2021, 06:49:32 PM

Luthien

The sun elf clocked her head with pursed lips, hesitating for a moment before finally grasping his hand with a doubtful look. Her grip was sofy and loose, and she only touched his calloused hand for a moment before retracting her own.

"I'd be happy to have a guide!" She exclaimed. "Show me show me show me!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on March 17, 2021, 11:15:42 PM

Marc

"Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuure." He puffed his chest smugly and crossed his arms. "First things first, we're in Columbia right now. Comfy place, great businesses, just so happens to be in a bit of a civil cold war controversy, but we don't talk about that. Something about gods and getting along and tensions rising in the west. Terrible, terrible stuff. Great for business though."

He picked something shiny from his picked and pressed its button. Soon, a car in the back of the parking lot lit up, shining with its expensive and extravagant sheen before giving the hearty rumble of a sports model. "People here are super into their freedom, which is great because they're free to spend their money on what they want, and what they want tends to make my pockets fill up. Say, ever tried to start a company?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on March 23, 2021, 10:03:46 PM

Luthien

"War?!?" The elf's ears began to twitch, leaning in and standing atop her toes to stare seriously into his eyes. "That sounds pretty serious-can you tell me more? I don't want to get conscripted into a battle zone, or anything." Luthien grumbled, shaking her head at his second question. "No, I was only born a few months ago. This is my first time leaving the forest to visit the human world."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on March 23, 2021, 10:37:20 PM

Marc

"Goodness, you're probably the biggest toddler I've seen in my life." He crossed his arms with a raised eyebrow. Was she some kind of homunculus? It wasn't the strangest thing he'd heard of or seen, but he was savy enough not to pry too hard. "Hehe, your curiosity's kind of adorable. Consider it, I got the hunch you'd go pretty far."

He glanced at the sky and took in the fresh air, and took a sneaky gulp of a hidden flask he kept in his pocket for emergencies.

"This isn't just the human world though. Honestly, being just human isn't nearly enough these days. If you want to get ahead in life, you better hope you're either exceptional or exceptionally lucky." He smiled at her and shook his head. "But yes, war. It isn't the kind where anyone'd be stupid enough to go in guns blazing into enemy territory though. Apparently, two Gods appeared a while ago and started forming their own faction, and threaten to cut off this district's leader's main resources." He put his arms behind his back nonchalantly, giving off the details in a pretty detached perspective, like this conflict really didn't affect him that much.

"I don't think they're the same level as that monster, but I wouldn't risk if if I were them... or her. A battle like that would probably leave all sides with too many losses. It's more profitable for all of them to drive their pent up friction into their borders. At least, the fear of retaliation from their neighbors keeps either side from fully committing... for now. As for right now... we're in the largest faction's turf - Columbia itself. The other two are Alaba and Dunham."

He took another sip from his emergency exposition fuel, and let out a satisfied sigh.

"Which one should I start with?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on March 25, 2021, 09:59:04 PM

Oakridge, Northern Dunham
7:15 P.M.

The snow crunched under Miho's boots as she stepped off the bus. The air was cold, with a little wind giving it an extra bite, but it was more than manageable. This was nothing compared to her tankwando match on Valhalla years before.

The off-duty captain walked the streets of the town of Oakridge - the town nearest to Fort Teagan, her new post after her division's foray into Columbia a few months prior. After that particular incident, and the shitshow that followed it, High Command rewarded them for salvaging the ad hoc operation by...posting them in the middle of nowhere to "re-evaluate the current state of the northern wall." Some reward, right?

After a few minutes of walking, Miho finally arrived at her destination: Cunningham's Bar and Grill. A favored establishment for the younger demographic, though older members of the population often visit it as well. It also became the unofficial spot for members of the Black Forest Armored Division when they go on leave. Like Miho and her tank crew right now.

The off-duty captain was greeted with a warm, happy, if not a little crowded scene when she walked through the front entrance. People were merrymaking, drinking and eating to their hearts content, chatting the night away in their own social circles. Miho had to weave through the crowds, trying to find her crew (and friends). It took a few moments before she caught a glimpse of fluffy, chestnut colored hair near the back where multiple large green tables reside- looks like Yukari was partaking in pool! Miho had to squeeze through a pair of people before finally reaching her long time friend.

"Ah, Nishizumi-dono!" her loader happily chirped, hitting the cue ball into a solid 3, "We were thinking you were gonna spend the night at the base!"

"Aheheh," Miho nervously chuckled, "Officers get the privilege of staying late, you know. Paperwork takes longer for us. You winning?"

"It's pretty close!" Yukari affirmed, aiming her cue stick before lashing forward with it.

However, the brunette's aim was a little off. The cue ball instead did a glancing hit of the colored 7 ball, changing its trajectory and causing it to go right into a corner pocket. A Scratch. Yukari groaned and allowed her opponent - some person Miho didn't recognize - to take her place at the table. Looking around, Miho realized that Aoi, Guso, and Emily were no longer around. "Say, Yukari, where are the others?"

"Oh, they decided to go see a movie," Yukari explained, "I think it was Cheerleader Samurai vs Megaton Shark or something. I decided to stick around here, though."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on March 25, 2021, 10:18:27 PM

Costin Andrei

2 Months Later

The snowy hillsides and cold winds of the city didn't bother him at all. He hadn't arrived too recently, but he found himself occupied simply hunting wild game in the forests and gauging the lands around, so he hardly found the time to explore the city itself for long periods of time. Call him old fashioned or whatever, but he enjoyed outings in nature, and the animals made for pleasant game. It was adequate, far more adequate than his old world.

But one has to start somewhere. This city felt familiar to the dead apostle, almost like that land humans called America. As he watched his surroundings with amusement, he found a place that smelled pleasant. The warmth inside promised fresh meat to grind, something to whet his appetite.

At least, a tavern would provide some more information.

"Yo."

Long story short, a vampire walks into a bar. The fact it was broad daylight only made it even more terrifying. The ivory knight was huge, looming over the poor brown-haired boy like a black beast, hunched over to just fit in the room. With his back curled forward, his massive trapezoids nearly bulged out of his tidy attire - with eyes obscured by his glasses, there's no wonder his grin was so chilling.

"Ahh... billiards. How long has it been, since I hath encountered such fine play."

Why, the boy looked like he'd seen a ghost, shaking like that. Did he seriously think he'd just eat him here and then? Heh, too bad... he had no interest in the meat of weaklings. "May I try?"

Unfortunately, the boy was practically frozen in fear. He couldn't possibly pass Costin the puck under this pressure. "Seriously dude... relax." Costin sighed and glanced to the side. No, not quite glanced, he didn't actually turn to look at the woman, he only sniffed the air. "Nothing like the smell of napalm in the morning. That suits you... I like it more than perfume."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on March 27, 2021, 01:46:29 AM

Treadheads' Night Out

"Erm...Thank you?" Miho somewhat nervously said, not being really sure how to take that particular compliment. Yukari, meanwhile, tried to stealthily sniff her own right shoulder, gears working in her brain as to how the smell of shell propellent lingered on her body even after her showering.

The two women then carefully eyed the newcomer, sizing him up and trying to figure his ultimate motive. Yukari's opponent, breaking down from the unintentional pressure this man was giving off, shakily handed him his cue.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on March 29, 2021, 12:29:23 AM

Costin

Sheesh, what a pussy. Well, whatever. He swung the puck on his back and got a good feel of the material, the carvings... every part of it. Like a hunter ever so aware of one's surroundings. "Heh, you can call me 'Johnny'. Remember it, cause I'm about to carve it into your marrow."

And eyes obscured by the darkest of sunglasses, he grinned before taking a stance as low as a beast's, almost beautifully - and struck!

*puck* *puck* *puck* (No, I don't know what sound do pool balls make)

The white-moon orb impacted the 8-ball, which slammed back and forth the table aggressively, unpredictably swaying before ricocheting the balls next to it, getting them aaaaaaall over the table until two came right next to the hole, right about the same time, decelerated, and...

Stopped.

If he used a minuscule amount of extra force, it'd have pushed them in there for sure, he'd have gotten multiple of them in all at once. Did he simply miss the mark? No, no... nothing like that. One of the balls was dangerously close to the hole.

He was giving her those for free.

It was a statement, a power move as if to tell his opponent that he didn't even need to take it seriously, that he might as well hand her this freebie for her to stand a chance. As if this were just sport. He grinned amiably enough though.

"Relax, it's just a game. Still... ready to get wrecked? Or do you think you've got what it takes to take. Me. Down."

The question was... would she take the freebie?

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on March 31, 2021, 12:05:13 AM

Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on March 23, 2021, 10:37:20 PM

Marc

"Goodness, you're probably the biggest toddler I've seen in my life." He crossed his arms with a raised eyebrow. Was she some kind of homunculus? It wasn't the strangest thing he'd heard of or seen, but he was savy enough not to pry too hard. "Hehe, your curiosity's kind of adorable. Consider it, I got the hunch you'd go pretty far."

He glanced at the sky and took in the fresh air, and took a sneaky gulp of a hidden flask he kept in his pocket for emergencies.

"This isn't just the human world though. Honestly, being just human isn't nearly enough these days. If you want to get ahead in life, you better hope you're either exceptional or exceptionally lucky." He smiled at her and shook his head. "But yes, war. It isn't the kind where anyone'd be stupid enough to go in guns blazing into enemy territory though. Apparently, two Gods appeared a while ago and started forming their own faction, and threaten to cut off this district's leader's main resources." He put his arms behind his back nonchalantly, giving off the details in a pretty detached perspective, like this conflict really didn't affect him that much.

"I don't think they're the same level as that monster, but I wouldn't risk if if I were them... or her. A battle like that would probably leave all sides with too many losses. It's more profitable for all of them to drive their pent up friction into their borders. At least, the fear of retaliation from their neighbors keeps either side from fully committing... for now. As for right now... we're in the largest faction's turf - Columbia itself. The other two are Alaba and Dunham."

He took another sip from his emergency exposition fuel, and let out a satisfied sigh.

"Which one should I start with?"

Luthien

Luthien, with a studious and serious expression, nodded enthusiastically through his entire lecture about this strange society the humans had created-it was so different from the close-knit, clan based theocracy which she knew, not that she had had very much real life experience with that, either.

The young elf scrunched her forhead, falling deep into thought as she considered the implications of this and her young life for the first time.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on March 31, 2021, 12:16:39 AM

Marc

"Ah, the third option. Got it." And with that, he swung a huge swig out of his flask. Pwah, hits the spot. He stretched enthusiastically and smiled."But talking doesn't come cheap. If you wanna loosen my lips, you better give me something to get them nice and open. Things that are just given don't have any inherent value, you know?"

A finger on his chin, he acted like he was deep in thought. "Okay, let's have a deal. For every next bit of information I share, you must share a piece of intel you know. Consider an honest worker's tip."

He offered her a swig of his flask nonchalantly.

"The drink comes for free."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on March 31, 2021, 12:18:55 AM

Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on March 31, 2021, 12:16:39 AM

Marc

"Ah, the third option. Got it." And with that, he swung a huge swig out of his flask. Pwah, hits the spot. He stretched enthusiastically and smiled."But talking doesn't come cheap. If you wanna loosen my lips, you better give me something to get them nice and open. Things that are just given don't have any inherent value, you know?"

A finger on his chin, he acted like he was deep in thought. "Okay, let's have a deal. For every next bit of information I share, you must share a piece of intel you know. Consider an honest worker's tip."

He offered her a swig of his flask nonchalantly.

"The drink comes for free."

Luthien

The elf's cheeks shone with the brilliance of the sun, looked around furtively with her pupiless eyes, and then took a step forwards, planting soft lips on Marc's masculine face, gently rubbing her smooth hand against his scratchy beard.

Then, after a few seconds passed, she pulled back.

"Payment?" She asked with a smug grin.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on March 31, 2021, 12:55:20 AM

Marc

"Mhfmh!" It wasn't his style to let out those kind of boyish sounds, and his cute blonde sensei made sure to keep the hydra flattened. Sadly, it was far from tamed. Their mouths danced a bit before settling for that lovely trail of booze he was so familiar with.

"Mwah, tres bien. That'll get me a bit warmer..." And so he hoisted her up with the strength of a wild stallion.

Who the heck gets lost in a world and kisses the first bastard they meet like that? Not that he minded, heh heh heh.

"I like bold women, but are you sure you should've played that game? I'm the type who never lets go the things he likes."

So he kissed her twice as hard as she did.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on March 31, 2021, 03:24:59 AM

Luthien

Luthien's ears trembled at the sudden embrace, before she settled in and ran her gloved hands against his back, pulling him into a hug.

She was strong. Her small, soft form belayed great and terrible strength enough to tear cars apart. She looked deeply back into his eyes, tongue dancing around in his mouth as she took control of the kiss.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on March 31, 2021, 04:48:06 AM

Marc

Pwahhh, now that hit the spot, and right now she was totally manhandling him. Maybe this was the one weak spot of his, he thought too much with his other head, but to hell with it. Her grip was so fierce, and the cojones on that move... it got him hot and bothered now.

While she was starting to hold him down with her hug, his tongue started to push against hers seriously while his grip gave her ass a firm squeeze. Some sort of red haze was seeping out of his muscles, which she could feel were starting to bulge.

In his excitement, his chi was starting to wake up slowly.

But just as it was about to break out, he stopped himself short and broke off the kiss, looking straight into her eyes with a red hot gaze, the sort that melts hearts with its burning passion.

"Alright, that's enough for now. We are in a public place, you know?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on March 31, 2021, 10:32:24 PM

Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on March 31, 2021, 04:48:06 AM

Marc

Pwahhh, now that hit the spot, and right now she was totally manhandling him. Maybe this was the one weak spot of his, he thought too much with his other head, but to hell with it. Her grip was so fierce, and the cojones on that move... it got him hot and bothered now.

While she was starting to hold him down with her hug, his tongue started to push against hers seriously while his grip gave her ass a firm squeeze. Some sort of red haze was seeping out of his muscles, which she could feel were starting to bulge.

In his excitement, his chi was starting to wake up slowly.

But just as it was about to break out, he stopped himself short and broke off the kiss, looking straight into her eyes with a red hot gaze, the sort that melts hearts with its burning passion.

"Alright, that's enough for now. We are in a public place, you know?"

Luthien

Luthien cocked her head on confusion, wiping his spit off of her lips and just looked generally befuddled.

"You don't do this sort of-right!" Luthien slammed her fist against her hand. "So Christina was telling me the truth after all!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on March 31, 2021, 11:54:41 PM

Marc

"Pardon?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on April 01, 2021, 05:12:10 PM

Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on March 29, 2021, 12:29:23 AM

Costin

Sheesh, what a pussy. Well, whatever. He swung the puck on his back and got a good feel of the material, the carvings... every part of it. Like a hunter ever so aware of one's surroundings. "Heh, you can call me 'Johnny'. Remember it, cause I'm about to carve it into your marrow."

And eyes obscured by the darkest of sunglasses, he grinned before taking a stance as low as a beast's, almost beautifully - and struck!

*puck* *puck* *puck* (No, I don't know what sound do pool balls make)

The white-moon orb impacted the 8-ball, which slammed back and forth the table aggressively, unpredictably swaying before ricocheting the balls next to it, getting them aaaaaaall over the table until two came right next to the hole, right about the same time, decelerated, and...

Stopped.

If he used a minuscule amount of extra force, it'd have pushed them in there for sure, he'd have gotten multiple of them in all at once. Did he simply miss the mark? No, no... nothing like that. One of the balls was dangerously close to the hole.

He was giving her those for free.

It was a statement, a power move as if to tell his opponent that he didn't even need to take it seriously, that he might as well hand her this freebie for her to stand a chance. As if this were just sport. He grinned amiably enough though.

"Relax, it's just a game. Still... ready to get wrecked? Or do you think you've got what it takes to take. Me. Down."

The question was... would she take the freebie?

Miho and Yukari

It could not be said that Yukari hadn't grown out of her shell over the last few years. She likes to think she's a fairly well-adjusted adult now, one capable of interacting with the general populace without a pre-existing context of tankery. So she was able to see Johnny's cheeky challenge for what it was without missing a beat. "Better check yourself before you wreck yourself," the fluffball bantered, a grin forming on her face.

There were still four colored balls to her opponent's three striped - she was behind, and it was tempting to go for the freebie. But that would sully her honor! No, no, she will not play into his hands! The 3-ball was fairly close to a hole, but it was further up the table and would require her to bounce the cue-ball against the barrier at an angle. Big risk, but her pride is certainly worth it!

Yukari lined up her shot like a Russ ambushing a looted wagon, then fired! Her cue smashed into the white ball, propelling it into the table's barrier, ricocheting it towards her intended target. It was a direct hit - the momentum transferring to the 3-ball, launching it right into the far left hole. Yukari looked at Johnny, a playful, yet smug, grin plastered on her face.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on April 01, 2021, 05:16:51 PM

Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on March 31, 2021, 11:54:41 PM

Marc

"Pardon?"

Luthien

The elf just puffed out her cheeks in a pout and shook her head. "No no, let's just get moving. You have all sorts of neat and interesting places to show me."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on April 04, 2021, 02:21:13 PM

Quote from: MissingMandible on April 01, 2021, 05:12:10 PM

Miho and Yukari

It could not be said that Yukari hadn't grown out of her shell over the last few years. She likes to think she's a fairly well-adjusted adult now, one capable of interacting with the general populace without a pre-existing context of tankery. So she was able to see Johnny's cheeky challenge for what it was without missing a beat. "Better check yourself before you wreck yourself," the fluffball bantered, a grin forming on her face.

There were still four colored balls to her opponent's three striped - she was behind, and it was tempting to go for the freebie. But that would sully her honor! No, no, she will not play into his hands! The 3-ball was fairly close to a hole, but it was further up the table and would require her to bounce the cue-ball against the barrier at an angle. Big risk, but her pride is certainly worth it!

Yukari lined up her shot like a Russ ambushing a looted wagon, then fired! Her cue smashed into the white ball, propelling it into the table's barrier, ricocheting it towards her intended target. It was a direct hit - the momentum transferring to the 3-ball, launching it right into the far left hole. Yukari looked at Johnny, a playful, yet smug, grin plastered on her face.

Costin

Costin flinched in surprise, but a stifled chuckle slip past his lips. Then a wheeze, and then a hearty laughter that rang through the bar.

"KHAHAHAHAHAH!! You humans can't stop cracking me up! That's it... good... your accuracy is better than most artillery I've torn to shreds. Yes! This'll make good sport! But don't you think this is over, I'm just getting started kid! Try not to break on me got it?!"

He twirled the puck with the viciousness of a hunter, grinning from ear to ear. They might as well call him the milkman, because he was about to go to town with those maggots. He slammed the seven in the opposite direction from the hole it was so close to, impacting it against the border before sliding it riiight into the hole, nice and tight.

"This land, you still call it the Nexus right? Heh, sorry if I'm sounding like a dumbass bitch, but I'm new to this world. Hope you don't mind showing me the ropes, you badass kid."

Compliments like that weren't usually his style, but Costin felt awfully nice today. He might as well make her feel a bit better about herself before he mopped the floor with her teeth.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on April 08, 2021, 03:34:26 AM

Quote from: SINIB on April 01, 2021, 05:16:51 PM

Luthien

The elf just puffed out her cheeks in a pout and shook her head. "No no, let's just get moving. You have all sorts of neat and interesting places to show me."

Marc

Aww, but she looked so cute when she was flabbergasted. Well, she got him pretty surprised too - that wasn't what he asked for at all! Buuuuut he'd let it slide, this time. "Oui oui. Indeed, that we do."

And with a dramatic flick of his hair, he snapped his fingers theatrically and smiled. "Well then, choose one of three - Tea, Ice, Staff, Book oooor..." A cheeky drumroll on his knees thumped and drummed with anticipation, but wait, weren't we past three already?

"...Theme park!"

He whipped out a rose and a sparkling rain of confetti on the fly. Ba dum tss.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on April 08, 2021, 06:18:56 PM

Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on April 04, 2021, 02:21:13 PM

Costin

Costin flinched in surprise, but a stifled chuckle slip past his lips. Then a wheeze, and then a hearty laughter that rang through the bar.

"KHAHAHAHAHAH!! You humans can't stop cracking me up! That's it... good... your accuracy is better than most artillery I've torn to shreds. Yes! This'll make good sport! But don't you think this is over, I'm just getting started kid! Try not to break on me got it?!"

He twirled the puck with the viciousness of a hunter, grinning from ear to ear. They might as well call him the milkman, because he was about to go to town with those maggots. He slammed the seven in the opposite direction from the hole it was so close to, impacting it against the border before sliding it riiight into the hole, nice and tight.

"This land, you still call it the Nexus right? Heh, sorry if I'm sounding like a dumbass bitch, but I'm new to this world. Hope you don't mind showing me the ropes, you badass kid."

Compliments like that weren't usually his style, but Costin felt awfully nice today. He might as well make her feel a bit better about herself before he mopped the floor with her teeth.

Two Tankers in a Bar

"Ah, a newcommer!" Yukari chirped, leaning forward onto the table as she took aim, "Welcome to the club! Yep, this place is called the Nexus. This is the town of Oakridge, in the Dunham district."

Her cue struck the white ball, which made a resounding 'clack!' when it struck the 2-ball. However, she didn't put enough strength in the motion - the 2-ball stopped just short of the hole. Yukari took on a mildly disheartened look, "That's gonna set me back."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on April 08, 2021, 08:14:03 PM

Costin

Districts? I see, so this is how it's run. He grinned in anticipation, this world was just so exciting! The other one was so small, constricting... but in such wide abundant land... yes, yes! He was free to paint it the way he liked best, in the fires of war and the blood of cattle! Women, children, babes and elders! It'd be an eternal party of destruction for him alone! Kill them! Destroy them all! Ravage them in your hate. Again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again...

Without even realizing, he was frozen there with a massive psychotic grin.

Only when he noticed he was being watched, did he shake his head and calm his urges, ever so softly.

"Phew, haha! I see, I see!" He casually snapped his fingers like nothing happened. "Heh, my bad, it just reminds me of way back when I fought in the American civil war. I fought a man, aye, a true warrior he was. Grandmaster Abraham Lincoln, champion of slaves and the weak, I respected his guts. His ax technique... it was truly something, and the way he fought was simply sublime. He was a real man, yeah."

He crossed his arms, chuckling to himself fondly as he remembered his worthy rival of long times past. "You've got the same eyes. It's a shame... I'd play with you, but since our final duel, I promised I wouldn't lay a hand on the kin of lady Amerika. It looks like we'll get along nicely, eh?"

He stalled for time and punted a ball, any ball... just killing time while holding off the hunger at bay.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on April 13, 2021, 06:43:50 PM

Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on April 08, 2021, 08:14:03 PM

Costin

Districts? I see, so this is how it's run. He grinned in anticipation, this world was just so exciting! The other one was so small, constricting... but in such wide abundant land... yes, yes! He was free to paint it the way he liked best, in the fires of war and the blood of cattle! Women, children, babes and elders! It'd be an eternal party of destruction for him alone! Kill them! Destroy them all! Ravage them in your hate. Again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again...

Without even realizing, he was frozen there with a massive psychotic grin.

Only when he noticed he was being watched, did he shake his head and calm his urges, ever so softly.

"Phew, haha! I see, I see!" He casually snapped his fingers like nothing happened. "Heh, my bad, it just reminds me of way back when I fought in the American civil war. I fought a man, aye, a true warrior he was. Grandmaster Abraham Lincoln, champion of slaves and the weak, I respected his guts. His ax technique... it was truly something, and the way he fought was simply sublime. He was a real man, yeah."

He crossed his arms, chuckling to himself fondly as he remembered his worthy rival of long times past. "You've got the same eyes. It's a shame... I'd play with you, but since our final duel, I promised I wouldn't lay a hand on the kin of lady Amerika. It looks like we'll get along nicely, eh?"

He stalled for time and punted a ball, any ball... just killing time while holding off the hunger at bay.

Tankers at the Bar

Miho was all the more warier of Johnny, trying her best to subtly size him up and determine if he was trying to be friendly or if this could be a prelude to something.

Yukari, on the other hand, zeroed in onto the "American Civil War" part of the man's statements. America was a name she was sort of familiar with even before coming to the Nexus - her uncle was a collector of an Imperial Era magazine line meant for the Astra Militarum called The Regimental Standard. One of those issues was about ancient Terran tanks. Now, nobody she inquired to about America understood what she actually was asking about, and she couldn't approach any of the Goddesses to see if they knew anything (let alone it being a major social faux pas to do so). Maybe Johnny knew about them?

"American Civil War, huh?" the brunette tried to steer the conversation her way as she lined up a shot, "Was that before or after the Two World War?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on April 13, 2021, 09:52:56 PM

Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on April 08, 2021, 03:34:26 AM

Marc

Aww, but she looked so cute when she was flabbergasted. Well, she got him pretty surprised too - that wasn't what he asked for at all! Buuuuut he'd let it slide, this time. "Oui oui. Indeed, that we do."

And with a dramatic flick of his hair, he snapped his fingers theatrically and smiled. "Well then, choose one of three - Tea, Ice, Staff, Book oooor..." A cheeky drumroll on his knees thumped and drummed with anticipation, but wait, weren't we past three already?

"...Theme park!"

He whipped out a rose and a sparkling rain of confetti on the fly. Ba dum tss.

Luthien

The chocolate elf dangerously stepped forward, pressing herself back up against Marc, her own member pressed up against his own. She grabbed onto his hand, taking control of the situation from him and looked up at him with big, pupiless purple eyes.

"Why don't we just head somewhere we can chat, like a bar? I'm quite interested in seeing what you humans have to drink, and perhaps we'll even be able to get to know each other-ahem-a bit more intimately."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on April 14, 2021, 07:33:11 PM

Costin

Costin raised an eyebrow and scoffed, totally in disbelief. He was totally picking on her for that, and having a blast doing it. "Ha! Don't they teach this stuff in pre-school?"

Amused, quite amused, he rubbed his chin and faked having to think for more than a few seconds, smiling wryly all the same.

"Wait, no, that ain't right. I guess this is a parallel world. Silly me..." He chuckled a bit, a dark glow seeping from his cadaverous vessel. "It was many, many years before what we call World War 2. Man, that takes me back though, those days were a blast. Now that you mention it, I was a mercenary for a while then. They stationed me with my private platoon in Okinawa. Heh heh... man, now that was some of the best amusement I've had since the Ottomans invaded!"

He chuckled to himself when he said that, as if remembering the way those monkeys scrambled once he entered the fray.

"What makes you so curious though? That was a long time ago, you know?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on April 15, 2021, 03:30:59 PM

Quote from: SINIB on April 13, 2021, 09:52:56 PM

Luthien

The chocolate elf dangerously stepped forward, pressing herself back up against Marc, her own member pressed up against his own. She grabbed onto his hand, taking control of the situation from him and looked up at him with big, pupiless purple eyes.

"Why don't we just head somewhere we can chat, like a bar? I'm quite interested in seeing what you humans have to drink, and perhaps we'll even be able to get to know each other-ahem-a bit more intimately."

Marc

"Eh? Oh, my, I see how it is." Wait wait wait. What was that? Something was poking against his Robert Mc. Wayneson. This was bad. This was dangerous. Wait, no no. Maybe he got it wrong, it could just be her wallet or something. Wait, who wears their wallet there anyways?! Okay, calm down. Think calmly.

Even if she has a penis, it's okay if she's cute.

"You know what... I think I'll need a drink after all."

He never sounded so defeated since the time the IRS came knocking.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on April 15, 2021, 07:30:29 PM

Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on April 15, 2021, 03:30:59 PM

Marc

"Eh? Oh, my, I see how it is." Wait wait wait. What was that? Something was poking against his Robert Mc. Wayneson. This was bad. This was dangerous. Wait, no no. Maybe he got it wrong, it could just be her wallet or something. Wait, who wears their wallet there anyways?! Okay, calm down. Think calmly.

Even if she has a penis, it's okay if she's cute.

"You know what... I think I'll need a drink after all."

He never sounded so defeated since the time the IRS came knocking.

Luthien

It throbbed against him suddenly. Definitely a penis, and a rather oversized and girthy one at that. Luthien spun around, wrapping an arm around his with a powerful grip, and then began tugging her impromptu date along. Her ears fluttered triumphantly, and she didn't even care that she had absolutely no idea where she was going.

"Good. Now give me directions, so I can take us there."

The shorter woman stood on the tips of her toes, suddenly elevating herself up to his level. Despite the incredible acrobatics, it seemed to be a perfectly natural position for her to be standing in.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on April 16, 2021, 01:06:46 AM

Marc

"Now now, you're getting a bit cocky there." He looked at her with a totally deadpan pout. "Buuuut bars are just... cliché. When it comes to drinking, I've got what you'd call refined tastes. Follow me mon chou!" And with that he poked her on the nose.

Hmph hmph. Indeed, he knew a spot, he owned it after all. Just any bar wasn't where you could get the best view of what the Nexus had to offer, after all...

"That's right, this is the spot!"

Gusts of wind were blowing all over the place, ruffling the nearby trees and even his classy coat, swaying his foulard snazzily. Thanking the chauffeur for keeping good care of his baby, he bowed like a gentleman while something huge, dark and shiny started rising from the ground.

Was it a bird? Some kind of jujub? No, no.

It was a friggin' jet plane.

The stairs rolled down with the red carpet, revealing hints of the luxurious interior.

"Ahh, ma chere. I missed you so much." He hugged the luxury jet plane like it really was his baby. Ah, the wonders of money. "Now, come on! We've got drinks to down!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on April 16, 2021, 02:11:02 AM

Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on April 16, 2021, 01:06:46 AM

Marc

"Now now, you're getting a bit cocky there." He looked at her with a totally deadpan pout. "Buuuut bars are just... cliché. When it comes to drinking, I've got what you'd call refined tastes. Follow me mon chou!" And with that he poked her on the nose.

Hmph hmph. Indeed, he knew a spot, he owned it after all. Just any bar wasn't where you could get the best view of what the Nexus had to offer, after all...

"That's right, this is the spot!"

Gusts of wind were blowing all over the place, ruffling the nearby trees and even his classy coat, swaying his foulard snazzily. Thanking the chauffeur for keeping good care of his baby, he bowed like a gentleman while something huge, dark and shiny started rising from the ground.

Was it a bird? Some kind of jujub? No, no.

It was a friggin' jet plane.

The stairs rolled down with the red carpet, revealing hints of the luxurious interior.

"Ahh, ma chere. I missed you so much." He hugged the luxury jet plane like it really was his baby. Ah, the wonders of money. "Now, come on! We've got drinks to down!"

Luthien

"Wahahaha! Cocky! Did you seriously just make that joke!?!" Luthien jabbed him playfully with her elbow and turned to look at him with an absolutely despicable shit-eating grin. "Pfft... Cocky. I guess it's not inaccurate."

Once they arrived, she cocked her head, walking up and running her hand against its metal exterior. "What is this?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on April 16, 2021, 02:20:37 AM

Marc

Marc snickered when she snickered, like some schoolkid who got caught pranking his teacher or something. He gave the black beast a hearty pat and grinned heartily. "This, my dear Luthee, is the product of years of innovation and the thrill of adventure. The desire to see the great expanses beyond!"

Posing dramatically, he waved his hand... to the skies!

"It's a plane ma cherie. And don't worry, it's got plenty of room on the inside for the both of us. I've had it furnished with the latest entertainment, dining and luxury décor money can buy you know? More importantly, it'll give you a good view of the city from above."

Aroms crossed, he walked up closer to the dark elf and leaned down teasingly.

"Since I'm your host and your guide, I'm not going to treat you to anything less than the best this city has to offer. Which is basically the basic of what I have to offer. Soooo..." He flicked something out of his pocket, the key to the piloting room - which he tossed nonchalantly to the driver.

"How about a ride baby?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on April 16, 2021, 02:22:29 AM

Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on April 16, 2021, 02:20:37 AM

Marc

Marc snickered when she snickered, like some schoolkid who got caught pranking his teacher or something. He gave the black beast a hearty pat and grinned heartily. "This, my dear Luthee, is the product of years of innovation and the thrill of adventure. The desire to see the great expanses beyond!"

Posing dramatically, he waved his hand... to the skies!

"It's a plane ma cherie. And don't worry, it's got plenty of room on the inside for the both of us. I've had it furnished with the latest entertainment, dining and luxury décor money can buy you know? More importantly, it'll give you a good view of the city from above."

Aroms crossed, he walked up closer to the dark elf and leaned down teasingly.

"Since I'm your host and your guide, I'm not going to treat you to anything less than the best this city has to offer. Which is basically the basic of what I have to offer. Soooo..." He flicked something out of his pocket, the key to the piloting room - which he tossed nonchalantly to the driver.

"How about a ride baby?"

Luthien

The young elf did a strange sort of dancing curtsy before rushing forwards, grabbing Marc and sweeping him off of his feet into a princess-carry! "Without further adu then."

With date in arms, she carried the young man up the ramp and into the plane itself.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on April 16, 2021, 02:33:31 AM

Marc

"Hoh!" For a change, he was the one wide eyed in surprise, but soon that turned into a warm merry laugh. "Haha, man, I can't believe someone would pull that move on me of all people. You are full of surprises you know that?"

Nothing like a bit of showmanship, and they were surrounded by a gorgeous golden décor colored in velvet and rare oaks. He swirled his eyebrows and swooned by Luthien's shoulder like a hapless damsel. Dramatically, he raised his leg up like an ice statue melting in her arms.

"Romance is like a game of chess, and I'm the queen. Oh, but I'm sooo parched. What shall I doooooo... ah, la misere!" He totally looked like he was on the verge of tears, only to grin cooly and lean over to her pointy ear. "Keep going to the right mon chou, there." And as he pointed, she got to see the lounge in its fullest. It looked fantastic, with crystal glasses, a bar counter, the softest couches in the market, and a plasma screen TV. There was even an aquarium with some rare fishies in there!

"Hehe~<3"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on April 19, 2021, 11:50:48 PM

Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on April 16, 2021, 02:33:31 AM

Marc

"Hoh!" For a change, he was the one wide eyed in surprise, but soon that turned into a warm merry laugh. "Haha, man, I can't believe someone would pull that move on me of all people. You are full of surprises you know that?"

Nothing like a bit of showmanship, and they were surrounded by a gorgeous golden décor colored in velvet and rare oaks. He swirled his eyebrows and swooned by Luthien's shoulder like a hapless damsel. Dramatically, he raised his leg up like an ice statue melting in her arms.

"Romance is like a game of chess, and I'm the queen. Oh, but I'm sooo parched. What shall I doooooo... ah, la misere!" He totally looked like he was on the verge of tears, only to grin cooly and lean over to her pointy ear. "Keep going to the right mon chou, there." And as he pointed, she got to see the lounge in its fullest. It looked fantastic, with crystal glasses, a bar counter, the softest couches in the market, and a plasma screen TV. There was even an aquarium with some rare fishies in there!

"Hehe~<3"

Luthien

"So, I take it this thing flies-is it magic, or some strange human engieneering?" The young elf asked. She planted Marc down onto the plush couch, in the same movement sweeping up a fancy bottle of wine and swiping at the top of the bottle. If she did it right, it'd pop right off, and she'd be able to gracefully show off how cool her magic was-

But instead, she applied too much force, and the bottle exploded in her hands.

"Yeep!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on April 22, 2021, 01:30:42 AM

Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on April 14, 2021, 07:33:11 PM

Costin

Costin raised an eyebrow and scoffed, totally in disbelief. He was totally picking on her for that, and having a blast doing it. "Ha! Don't they teach this stuff in pre-school?"

Amused, quite amused, he rubbed his chin and faked having to think for more than a few seconds, smiling wryly all the same.

"Wait, no, that ain't right. I guess this is a parallel world. Silly me..." He chuckled a bit, a dark glow seeping from his cadaverous vessel. "It was many, many years before what we call World War 2. Man, that takes me back though, those days were a blast. Now that you mention it, I was a mercenary for a while then. They stationed me with my private platoon in Okinawa. Heh heh... man, now that was some of the best amusement I've had since the Ottomans invaded!"

He chuckled to himself when he said that, as if remembering the way those monkeys scrambled once he entered the fray.

"What makes you so curious though? That was a long time ago, you know?"

Miho and Yukari

"Well," Yukari began as she took her shot.

CLACK!

And with that, she was only one ball to go before she can claim the solid black 8.

"Where I'm from, the old wars on Terra are ancient history," the fluffball explained, "And much of it has been forgotten. I only learned about the Two World War and the United States from an old propaganda magazine my uncle collects, and some of the things it brought up has me curious."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on April 23, 2021, 05:12:14 PM

Costin

"Ha! I see, I understand! Thine world must've been pretty exciting then, if vars like that became naught but ancient history."

Argh, he did it again. When he got excited, he started using words that didn't really fit with youngsters of the era. He tried to learn the ins and out of their slang though, but hiding the accent was a pain.

"That's dope." He posed cooly like some gangster in the 80's. How old was he anyways? There were grandparents with a better sense of trends than that. Bah, didn't matter. Nothing was going to get the sunglasses out of his face.

However-

"Buuuuut... it is mine turn now, and naught shall stop me from seizing this moment! The moment vhere I..."

He aimed his stick with precision this time, poised lower than a beast. For a second, all of his muscles focused on that one ball, no more like a beast or a human, but a machine of destruction. On all levels except physical, it was like watching a tank aiming for his target.

And then, the shot fires.

A bit too hard though. The sonic boom flicked everyone's hair up and slammed the ball with enough force to crater straight into the wall, narrowly avoiding any bystanders but silencing everyone who was watching them, as the wall caved under the impact of the ball.

Costing's bangs dropped from the sonic explosion, even he looked a bit surprised. He could've sworn he only used 5% there.

"Whoops. Mybad."

He subtly slipped the cue stick to the guy he borrowed it from, who was still speechless as ever, right in front of everyone.

"It was him." He pointed to the poor guy and played it cool.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on April 24, 2021, 02:47:13 PM

Quote from: SINIB on April 19, 2021, 11:50:48 PM

Luthien

"So, I take it this thing flies-is it magic, or some strange human engieneering?" The young elf asked. She planted Marc down onto the plush couch, in the same movement sweeping up a fancy bottle of wine and swiping at the top of the bottle. If she did it right, it'd pop right off, and she'd be able to gracefully show off how cool her magic was-

But instead, she applied too much force, and the bottle exploded in her hands.

"Yeep!"

Marc

"Iiii'll leave that to your imagination~" Marc grinned like an excited monsieur as he was dropped on the couch like a pot potat, but soon his face froze as his expensive bottle of alcohol was decimated by the girl's witchcraft.

"Woah."

That was... a deluxe rare collector's edition. There were only 5 genuine bottles in the Nexus, it was basically his daughter. And now, it was shattered in a million pieces, sprawling on the floor. This was fine. No, this was fine. His face didn't even twitch, it was like a hardworking husband coming home to find his wife being plowed by seven midgets.

Oh well, no biggie. He had four more bottles of the stuff anyway. His alcoholism scaled to infinity.

"Haha, no way! Was that magic? That was awesome!" He stood up to attention like a giddy kid who just saw the coolest show in town. "So you're strong and can use magic, huh? Damn, I'm lucky I found you before you got to a Wing. Can you do more?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on April 25, 2021, 04:22:59 PM

Luthien

"Waaaaahhhh! I'm sorry! I thought it'd be really cool!" She cried out. The elf crouched down onto the floor and held her head between her gloved hands, which seemed to be no worse for the wear. "That was just my normal strength-elves like me are way stronger than the average human."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Panda on April 25, 2021, 10:22:36 PM

Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on April 23, 2021, 05:12:14 PM

Costin

"Ha! I see, I understand! Thine world must've been pretty exciting then, if vars like that became naught but ancient history."

Argh, he did it again. When he got excited, he started using words that didn't really fit with youngsters of the era. He tried to learn the ins and out of their slang though, but hiding the accent was a pain.

"That's dope." He posed cooly like some gangster in the 80's. How old was he anyways? There were grandparents with a better sense of trends than that. Bah, didn't matter. Nothing was going to get the sunglasses out of his face.

However-

"Buuuuut... it is mine turn now, and naught shall stop me from seizing this moment! The moment vhere I..."

He aimed his stick with precision this time, poised lower than a beast. For a second, all of his muscles focused on that one ball, no more like a beast or a human, but a machine of destruction. On all levels except physical, it was like watching a tank aiming for his target.

And then, the shot fires.

A bit too hard though. The sonic boom flicked everyone's hair up and slammed the ball with enough force to crater straight into the wall, narrowly avoiding any bystanders but silencing everyone who was watching them, as the wall caved under the impact of the ball.

Costing's bangs dropped from the sonic explosion, even he looked a bit surprised. He could've sworn he only used 5% there.

"Whoops. Mybad."

He subtly slipped the cue stick to the guy he borrowed it from, who was still speechless as ever, right in front of everyone.

"It was him." He pointed to the poor guy and played it cool.

Nanako

A few weeks had passed since the unmitigated disaster of a date with that cute angel. Nanako had considered calling her up a few times, but trying to figure out what was going on with her had taken priority. Zeke never got back to her, and the district she'd found him had seemingly been laid to waste. Frustrated in her search and unsure of what to do about the new presence in her head, Nanako found herself wandering through Columbia, one long leap at a time.

Out of nowhere, a sharp whistle registered to the squirrel girl, one of her ears swiveling before she caught something in her peripheral vision. With squirrelly instincts, a hand shot up into its path and snatched it out of the air, Nanako turning an instant later to see that it was a cue ball. One with a clear dent on one side and spiderweb cracks along the other. Looking up, she saw a sizable hole torn into the wall of a nearby bar, frowned, and promptly zipped into the bar through that hole.

"Hey, careful with that," she called out, "This could've hurt someone slower than me!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on April 25, 2021, 11:21:52 PM

Marc

"Hey, hey! It's cool Lu, don't sweat it." He put his hands up, and looked kind of surprised at the sudden scene. But thats not why his eyes were wide in genuine respect, no, it was just that he was genuinely impressed. If she was lying and exxagerating, he seemed to buy it wholesale regardless. "Didn't I tell you, it's fine. power like that's pretty amazing, use it the right ways and you'll be set for a comfortable life in the city."

Even if he wore clothes arguably fancier than hers, he didn't seem to mind having them soaked a bit - if he even noticed. He just wiped his face and cleaned up the shards lying around the couch and where the elf was sitting.

"But you know, muscular strength isn't worth much on its own. Sure, it'll open some doors, but knowing how and when to use it is just as if not more important. No one wants to work with a loose cannon, you know?" He smiled and twirled the dirty handkerchief before tossing it precisely straight into a bin in the corner of the room, without even looking at it.

"Lu-cki-ly for you, I happen to know a thing or two about that. I don't mind giving you a few pointers, if your pride can take it." He grinned at her teasingly, pointing to his big old heart with his thumb.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on April 25, 2021, 11:27:36 PM

Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on April 25, 2021, 11:21:52 PM

Marc

"Hey, hey! It's cool Lu, don't sweat it." He put his hands up, and looked kind of surprised at the sudden scene. But thats not why his eyes were wide in genuine respect, no, it was just that he was genuinely impressed. If she was lying and exxagerating, he seemed to buy it wholesale regardless. "Didn't I tell you, it's fine. power like that's pretty amazing, use it the right ways and you'll be set for a comfortable life in the city."

Even if he wore clothes arguably fancier than hers, he didn't seem to mind having them soaked a bit - if he even noticed. He just wiped his face and cleaned up the shards lying around the couch and where the elf was sitting.

"But you know, muscular strength isn't worth much on its own. Sure, it'll open some doors, but knowing how and when to use it is just as if not more important. No one wants to work with a loose cannon, you know?" He smiled and twirled the dirty handkerchief before tossing it precisely straight into a bin in the corner of the room, without even looking at it.

"Lu-cki-ly for you, I happen to know a thing or two about that. I don't mind giving you a few pointers, if your pride can take it." He grinned at her teasingly, pointing to his big old heart with his thumb.

Luthien

Luthien remained crouching on the ground sulking. "Uwu..." She moaned. "Sure, I don't mind, I suppose. I'd like to have someone to really test my strength against, but..."

The young elf looked around, pointy ears planted down against her neck in a perpetual droop of shame. "Let's do it somewhere we're not going to break any more of your things."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on April 27, 2021, 06:37:16 PM

Quote from: Panda on April 25, 2021, 10:22:36 PM

Nanako

A few weeks had passed since the unmitigated disaster of a date with that cute angel. Nanako had considered calling her up a few times, but trying to figure out what was going on with her had taken priority. Zeke never got back to her, and the district she'd found him had seemingly been laid to waste. Frustrated in her search and unsure of what to do about the new presence in her head, Nanako found herself wandering through Columbia, one long leap at a time.

Out of nowhere, a sharp whistle registered to the squirrel girl, one of her ears swiveling before she caught something in her peripheral vision. With squirrelly instincts, a hand shot up into its path and snatched it out of the air, Nanako turning an instant later to see that it was a cue ball. One with a clear dent on one side and spiderweb cracks along the other. Looking up, she saw a sizable hole torn into the wall of a nearby bar, frowned, and promptly zipped into the bar through that hole.

"Hey, careful with that," she called out, "This could've hurt someone slower than me!"

Miho and Yukari

If it wasn't for her mother's brutal training, Miho would have been a dead woman right now.

The ball launched at such a high velocity it had a distinct whistle as it broke the sound barrier. Her mind, for the split moment it had happened, mistook it for a vanquisher cannon shell and she instinctively shaped her body into a "C" to dodge it. Meanwhile, Yukari's already messy hair was made even wilder from the sonic boom rippling through the room.

The cue ball shot through the room, creating its own exit behind the bar. All the chattering, laughing, and joking in the pub quickly came to a halt as all the patrons tried to register what just happened. For a few moments there, the establishment was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop...

Then a squirrel woman burst through the door, admonishment shouting from her lips and a destroyed cue ball in hand.

"You, uh...You wanna call it a tie?" Yukari offered once she found her voice.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on April 28, 2021, 03:50:22 AM

Quote from: MissingMandible on April 27, 2021, 06:37:16 PM

Miho and Yukari

If it wasn't for her mother's brutal training, Miho would have been a dead woman right now.

The ball launched at such a high velocity it had a distinct whistle as it broke the sound barrier. Her mind, for the split moment it had happened, mistook it for a vanquisher cannon shell and she instinctively shaped her body into a "C" to dodge it. Meanwhile, Yukari's already messy hair was made even wilder from the sonic boom rippling through the room.

The cue ball shot through the room, creating its own exit behind the bar. All the chattering, laughing, and joking in the pub quickly came to a halt as all the patrons tried to register what just happened. For a few moments there, the establishment was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop...

Then a squirrel woman burst through the door, admonishment shouting from her lips and a destroyed cue ball in hand.

"You, uh...You wanna call it a tie?" Yukari offered once she found her voice.

Costin

"Sure, sure." Costin yawned casually, leaving the poor whelp with the stick and the weight it carried. Honestly, he couldn't care less if she won or not - seeing their faces turn pale like that was goddamn hilarious. It almost made all those past years worth it. Almost. "You've dodged it though. Not bad, kid. You know, maybe next time I'll try twice as hard." He patted Yukari on the head patronizingly - as if she suddenly became his little sister.

Until a sudden sensation assailed him. A feeling. A... smell, a familiar one somehow. One that made his fangs grow and his impulses burn. His features suddenly burnt with a dark shadow, one that rippled his muscles into a single unified shape. A smile.

"Yeah, suure. But it didn't, so this is this, and that's that. Man, you mortals sure know how to say the dumbest stuff." He jovially trampled the new one's pride, the one that smelled of beasts. Why else would he be swaggering up to the hole of his own making? And ignoring others complaints, fear, or objection, he put a sliced his palm open with a claw before laying it on the broken wall. Red lines began to crawl across the shattered rock, and a strange cold feeling grew from his presence. Like a cold blade against your skin.

Soon, the cracks and debris began to levitate, as if controlled by the red lines, and were swallowed back into the hole until it regained something resembling its original shape, repairing the destruction as if it meant nothing to its maker.

"Tadaam. See?" He fixed his tie and hair casually. "No fuss, no muss. If that's not a happy ending, I don't know what is."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Panda on April 28, 2021, 04:54:23 PM

Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on April 28, 2021, 03:50:22 AM

Costin

"Sure, sure." Costin yawned casually, leaving the poor whelp with the stick and the weight it carried. Honestly, he couldn't care less if she won or not - seeing their faces turn pale like that was goddamn hilarious. It almost made all those past years worth it. Almost. "You've dodged it though. Not bad, kid. You know, maybe next time I'll try twice as hard." He patted Yukari on the head patronizingly - as if she suddenly became his little sister.

Until a sudden sensation assailed him. A feeling. A... smell, a familiar one somehow. One that made his fangs grow and his impulses burn. His features suddenly burnt with a dark shadow, one that rippled his muscles into a single unified shape. A smile.

"Yeah, suure. But it didn't, so this is this, and that's that. Man, you mortals sure know how to say the dumbest stuff." He jovially trampled the new one's pride, the one that smelled of beasts. Why else would he be swaggering up to the hole of his own making? And ignoring others complaints, fear, or objection, he put a sliced his palm open with a claw before laying it on the broken wall. Red lines began to crawl across the shattered rock, and a strange cold feeling grew from his presence. Like a cold blade against your skin.

Soon, the cracks and debris began to levitate, as if controlled by the red lines, and were swallowed back into the hole until it regained something resembling its original shape, repairing the destruction as if it meant nothing to its maker.

"Tadaam. See?" He fixed his tie and hair casually. "No fuss, no muss. If that's not a happy ending, I don't know what is."

Nanako

Nanako repressed a quiet shudder as the man pressed a bloody palm against the wall, the familiar chill of a blade setting her heart beating just a little faster. Her large, fluffy tail swished back and forth absentmindedly as she watched the wall reassemble itself. That presence deeper inside started pushing more insistently against Nanako's mind too, the squirrel girl frowning for a moment as she watched the man curiously.

"Huh. Neat trick," Nanako remarked, tossing the cueball back onto the table, "You must be great at parties."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on April 30, 2021, 04:14:00 AM

Quote from: SINIB on April 25, 2021, 11:27:36 PM

Luthien

Luthien remained crouching on the ground sulking. "Uwu..." She moaned. "Sure, I don't mind, I suppose. I'd like to have someone to really test my strength against, but..."

The young elf looked around, pointy ears planted down against her neck in a perpetual droop of shame. "Let's do it somewhere we're not going to break any more of your things."

Marc

Marc raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms, giggling on the inside juust a little. When he said that, he just meant a few pointers - but this was even better. He might just strike two birds down with one stone. "Hoo? I see, I see! Hon hon hon!" And with a dramatic snap of his fingers, he pointed up to the sky.

"I know just the place, mademoiselle."

Now he wasn't coming empty handed.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on April 30, 2021, 11:05:18 PM

Quote from: Panda on April 28, 2021, 04:54:23 PM

Nanako

Nanako repressed a quiet shudder as the man pressed a bloody palm against the wall, the familiar chill of a blade setting her heart beating just a little faster. Her large, fluffy tail swished back and forth absentmindedly as she watched the wall reassemble itself. That presence deeper inside started pushing more insistently against Nanako's mind too, the squirrel girl frowning for a moment as she watched the man curiously.

"Huh. Neat trick," Nanako remarked, tossing the cueball back onto the table, "You must be great at parties."

Miho and Yukari

Yukari eyes glittered with admiration, but Miho was becoming flustered by all the attention they were getting. The two ladies were drawing attention just by being within close proximity of Johnny when he launched the cue ball, and the Captain's old nervous personality was being triggered by the crowd surrounding them.

The owner of the pub, a bear of a cyclops, was giving the now four of them such a stink eye now, and was making his way towards them. "Uh, Yukari?" Miho whispered to her friend, "I think it's about time for us to head somewhere else."

Yukari looked disappointed and a little confused, not really being one to read the atmosphere. "Hey, Johnny," she called out to her new acquaintance, "I guess we're going somewhere else. Wanna come with?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on May 02, 2021, 03:09:08 PM

Johnny

Huh? Frankly, its not like he was some tryhard who tried to terrify them on purpose or anything, he just was who he was. If his magic caused scrubs to piss their pants, he couldn't care less. But being looked at that way felt a bit different. Almost made him feel weird.

"Heh, only in the Nexus you can bust a wall and make a friend over it." He chuckled, hands in his pockets. Now that was a silly idea, one he wasn't truly willing to entertain.

Food was food, getting attached to it only made it hurt more in the end. The only thing that mattered were its resistance before the hunt. But he did need to know more about this world. So playing pretend... might not feel so bad. Heh.

"Sure baby, lead the way." He tilted his head and gave the beastgirl a glance. "Wanna come too?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Panda on May 02, 2021, 05:25:44 PM

Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on May 02, 2021, 03:09:08 PM

Johnny

Huh? Frankly, its not like he was some tryhard who tried to terrify them on purpose or anything, he just was who he was. If his magic caused scrubs to piss their pants, he couldn't care less. But being looked at that way felt a bit different. Almost made him feel weird.

"Heh, only in the Nexus you can bust a wall and make a friend over it." He chuckled, hands in his pockets. Now that was a silly idea, one he wasn't truly willing to entertain.

Food was food, getting attached to it only made it hurt more in the end. The only thing that mattered were its resistance before the hunt. But he did need to know more about this world. So playing pretend... might not feel so bad. Heh.

"Sure baby, lead the way." He tilted his head and gave the beastgirl a glance. "Wanna come too?"

Nanako

Nanako canted her head curiously as one of the two girl looked rather nervous while the other watched with clear excitement. Still, it didn't look like she had time to ask with the barkeep headed their way. The squirrel girl's attention was brought back to the man, apparently Johnny, by his offer.

"Hm? Yeah sure, why not," Nanako shrugged, "Got anywhere specific in mind?"

She glanced back over to Miho, then reached out to pat the girl reassuringly on the back.

"You okay?" she asked, fluffy tail swishing slowly behind her.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: MissingMandible on May 06, 2021, 09:01:23 AM

Quote from: Panda on May 02, 2021, 05:25:44 PM

Nanako

Nanako canted her head curiously as one of the two girl looked rather nervous while the other watched with clear excitement. Still, it didn't look like she had time to ask with the barkeep headed their way. The squirrel girl's attention was brought back to the man, apparently Johnny, by his offer.

"Hm? Yeah sure, why not," Nanako shrugged, "Got anywhere specific in mind?"

She glanced back over to Miho, then reached out to pat the girl reassuringly on the back.

"You okay?" she asked, fluffy tail swishing slowly behind her.

Miho and Yukari

Miho internally cursed when Yukari invited Johnny along with them - the man exuded bad vibes to her. His supernatural strength and somewhat ominous way of speaking set her on edge. But if it means that they can make their exit now, to escape from this crowd and angry barkeep, well, she'll put up with him for awhile longer. She'll just have to have twice the gumption to make up for Yukari dropping her guard.

A pat on the back and an empathetic question from the squirrel girl put an end to her internal monologue. "Ye-yeah," Miho affirmed, taking a few steps towards the door, "Let's, uh, head out."

The aurburn-haired captain internally cringed at her stuttering. She never outgrew her nerves, it seems. Sure, she can be in crowded places and be just fine, but once everybody's attentions are directed at her (or a small group she happens to be a part of), she now realizes she still gets flustered. And she finds this embarrassing. And that embarrassment stacks onto her nerves...

Mho just wants to get out before a verbal confrontation occurs, an ordeal she's sure would cause her even more internal grief. "C-c'mon, I-I think I know another place."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on May 07, 2021, 04:23:05 PM

Quote from: MissingMandible on May 06, 2021, 09:01:23 AM

Miho and Yukari

Miho internally cursed when Yukari invited Johnny along with them - the man exuded bad vibes to her. His supernatural strength and somewhat ominous way of speaking set her on edge. But if it means that they can make their exit now, to escape from this crowd and angry barkeep, well, she'll put up with him for awhile longer. She'll just have to have twice the gumption to make up for Yukari dropping her guard.

A pat on the back and an empathetic question from the squirrel girl put an end to her internal monologue. "Ye-yeah," Miho affirmed, taking a few steps towards the door, "Let's, uh, head out."

The aurburn-haired captain internally cringed at her stuttering. She never outgrew her nerves, it seems. Sure, she can be in crowded places and be just fine, but once everybody's attentions are directed at her (or a small group she happens to be a part of), she now realizes she still gets flustered. And she finds this embarrassing. And that embarrassment stacks onto her nerves...

Mho just wants to get out before a verbal confrontation occurs, an ordeal she's sure would cause her even more internal grief. "C-c'mon, I-I think I know another place."

Johnny

"Cool your jets lass. It's not rabbit season." The big bad wolf walked past the more frightened of the bunch, hands in his pockets as he swaggered casually by his japanese challenger and by the girl that smelled of beastblood. The loud crack came without warning as he clapped her back with enough strength to pulp a man into jam, cracking a grin at her as he followed along. Then he yanked her tail.

"Nice tramp stamp." He had to hunch forward massively so their heads were leveled while they walked side by side. "You want to run wild too, right? If you want we can play later, holding it in too long is a pain."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Panda on May 08, 2021, 03:34:12 PM

Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on May 07, 2021, 04:23:05 PM

Johnny

"Cool your jets lass. It's not rabbit season." The big bad wolf walked past the more frightened of the bunch, hands in his pockets as he swaggered casually by his japanese challenger and by the girl that smelled of beastblood. The loud crack came without warning as he clapped her back with enough strength to pulp a man into jam, cracking a grin at her as he followed along. Then he yanked her tail.

"Nice tramp stamp." He had to hunch forward massively so their heads were leveled while they walked side by side. "You want to run wild too, right? If you want we can play later, holding it in too long is a pain."

Nanako

"Alright," Nanako gave Miho a bemused look, "Let's see what ya got, then."

The squirrel girl was hardly moved by Johnny's pat, though she knew from the sound that he'd put some force into it. All the same, it was firm enough to kick up her jacket, giving the two tankers behind her a glimpse of what looked like a tattoo of jagged crystal wings, glinting strangely in the light for a brief moment before her jacket came back down over it.

Nanako turned to say something to the man, only to be cut off when he yanked her tail, the squirrel girl straightening up as a chill raced up her spine and biting down on her lower lip to stifle a yelp. She let out a soft gasp and turned to the man as he leaned down, ignoring the tramp stamp comment for the moment and reaching up to grab a firm hold of that cowlick.

"Sounds like a date," the squirrel girl shot back, "But the next time you grab my tail, you do it from in front of me."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Kotomine_Rin on May 14, 2021, 05:10:21 PM

Costin

Had he any eyes, Costin would probably have to stop for a second and blink to register what just happened. Instead, he grinned wolfishly - the beast's teeth gnawed at its chains. "Voah. You've got guts kid, few have the gall to touch me so vithout the terror or losing their hand." The answer came as casually as he looked. Actually, he felt bad for the ladies next to him. Its not like he had too much trouble controlling himself, he just didn't want to live that way. It's why he loved this world after all. Compared to the stuffy place he came from, this land was truly free. Was it so wrong to enjoy it?

Well, that's this and that's that.

"Heh. Look at me, a dead apostle being clung to by a mere voman. For such an avful rat stench, your touch ain't too bad." Crimson prana seeped from his flesh, from his bones. For but a second, a sliver of blood-red flames, crackling with lightning, could be seen shimmering - restrained by naught but Costin's will.

Until he let go.

"Glad you know how to talk to a man!"

The shoulder tackle came without warning, the force that rippled against the air was like a cannon. If anyone could even perceive the impact that blew both of them away from the street...

It was like a kaiju movie. A disastrous impact that shook the earth and sky.

And the two were gone.

(Continued in Highway 13)

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on May 15, 2021, 09:00:40 PM

Eruraviel

Land of the free, home of the brave, protected by the goddess. A land of verdant greens, powerful optimism, and a powerful ingenuity with a desire to learn keeping it at the forefront of Nexusian technological development. A large district filled with glistening skyscrapers, clean streets, and loud people.

Such was the place which Eruraviel and Amanda had intruded upon. As soon as they began to approach, Eru had felt the eyes locked onto her and her wife's every movement. The small drones in the skies, as well as the magical surveillance and even simple shadows. A rival goddess and rival chief did not just enter into Columbia for the fun of it, after all.

However, Eruraviel just puffed out her large chest, unburdened by bra or gravity. Her perfect form attracted plenty of attention as they walked down the road, but nothing in comparison to her wife. "So, Mandy, do you come here often? This sort of city would be unfathomable in my home world-I hope you'll be able to show me around."

Despite her small talk, they both knew they had a goal in coming to this city. One which they wouldn't leave before succeeding in accomplishing.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on May 16, 2021, 04:19:12 PM

Amanda

"Seriously, couldn't you've put on a bra?? Your nipples are showing." It was a bit hypocritical of her to say considering how short her own skirt was, but the Elf was breaking social codes left and right without realizing it. As for her she really did enjoy that she was getting even more attention than Eru, it was making her feel quite smug and accomplished.

"I don't go here very often." She sighed as she changed the subject. "Everyone here either hates me cause of the history between our places, or they don't recognize me and want to fuck me... or both. Don't get me wrong, an aggressive hatefuck can be fun but they're so pushy here and egocentric..."

As she talked she lead her girlfriend to a very fancy gourmet restaurant. It wasn't very hard to get a table there, not when you were as rich as she was. "But the first thing you should do here is stuff yourself with their famously fat food. How do you think I got to like this?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on May 18, 2021, 05:22:34 AM

Quote from: Bern on May 16, 2021, 04:19:12 PM

Amanda

"Seriously, couldn't you've put on a bra?? Your nipples are showing." It was a bit hypocritical of her to say considering how short her own skirt was, but the Elf was breaking social codes left and right without realizing it. As for her she really did enjoy that she was getting even more attention than Eru, it was making her feel quite smug and accomplished.

"I don't go here very often." She sighed as she changed the subject. "Everyone here either hates me cause of the history between our places, or they don't recognize me and want to fuck me... or both. Don't get me wrong, an aggressive hatefuck can be fun but they're so pushy here and egocentric..."

As she talked she lead her girlfriend to a very fancy gourmet restaurant. It wasn't very hard to get a table there, not when you were as rich as she was. "But the first thing you should do here is stuff yourself with their famously fat food. How do you think I got to like this?"

Eruraviel

The elf looked down. Her pert nipples created small little nubs through the thin fabric of her tank. Her fat ass strained against her denims, and her breasts almost billowed out of the open side of her shirt.

The points of her ears trembled in consternation. "Hmmm." She replied. "I guess I could have. I don't really own any nice ones." She looked up, glancing around the city. The Columbians were mostly going about their own business, milling between their towering glass spires atop their cement pathways. The pair were receiving glances, but for them, the attention was actually rather subdued.

"A big war happened, right? They fought an um-successful revolution against Pine Garden, when their goddess manifested for the first time?" The thought of Amanda getting dominated by others, well, it rubbed Eru the wrong way. The tips of her ears trmbled and she pursed her lips in mild annoyance. "I hope it's as good a dish as you've described, I always love eating out and trying all sorts of funny human dishes!"

The elven goddess grabbed Amanda's hand and pulled her towards an open booth instead. "And what is this seating contraption? It looks most appealing!"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on May 27, 2021, 12:56:14 AM

The State of the Union

Many things shaped policy in the months that followed the brief incursion into Columbia territory by Americana and her pursuers. Word of the abrupt regime change in Halloween Town had reached the district in fairly short order as the being responsible was not precisely the subtle sort. Neither were the swarms of reanimated bodies that had replaced the iconic pumpkin guardians at the borders. That, and what had quickly become clear to be some manner of false flag operation using outdated Columbian surplus hardware, continued to give fits to all public facing institutions as they filled the public's ears with conspiracy and speculation.

The incursion by heretic forces so soon after the attack of the killer pumpkin monsters had taken priority over a neighbor's instability. Nobody had claimed responsibility for the attack, but the Columbian Intelligence Agency had secured intel suggesting it was Alaban or Jirali forces who had sought to point a finger at non-humans and corrupt the will of the public accordingly. Measures had been drafted, rejected, and redrafted repeatedly in the legislature over the appropriate response.

The public was furious - they wanted war. They just didn't have a clear consensus about who to fight or how - yet.

One woman had a very clear idea for exactly who, how, and when they should be fighting - and she was drafting up her next proposal to convince her colleagues of it.

Serra Drosa

The young senator bit at the end of her pen as she considered the wording. She was sitting at a cafe across the lawn from the capitol building with a cup of warm tea, wearing a modest dress and comfortable pink sweater for the colder temperatures of the mid winter months that had overtaken the northern districts. Gloves covered her hands, which rose once in a while to wave to passerby and constituents.

But mostly, she bit at the end of her pen in frustration.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on May 27, 2021, 08:31:19 PM

Eruraviel

Too soon was Serra's reverie broken by the sudden appearance of a curious elf. Eruraviel wore little, too little for the cold. A simple skirt that failed to cover her ass, and a tank top which did little to disguise the immensity of her braless chest.

Stranger still than her garb were her actions, however. She was standing on the tips of her big toes, sniffing at the air with trembling ears. Soon, she approached, leaning down to the sitting congresswoman's eyelevel before grinning.

"You have an interesting smell to you—humu, I see." She clicked her tongue and smiled. "You too are a woman of masculine additions, and..." She cocked her head at Serra. "I believe I recognize you, as well. The firebrand young congresswoman in charge of the war caucus?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on May 27, 2021, 10:49:50 PM

Amanda

A hand came down chopping on the head of the Elf before she could cause any more embarrassment, or cause an even worse incident to occur. Amanda retracted her hand and bowed as much as was required for seeing another person of stately affairs. The mage herself was also lightly dressed , perhaps showing even more leg than her companion by virtue of wearing a miniskirt. Although her shirt did cover up her top more even if it was form fitting.

"I'm terribly sorry Congresswoman for her behavior, my companion is not used to our customs." She felt underdressed yet she pushed on with the formalities, even tho she probably just flashed her underwear for half the café when she bowed. No scratch that, pretty much the whole café would already be ogling her because of her charms so any potential exposure like that wouldn't change much. Diplomatically speaking she couldn't do anything but accept her apology, Amanda was nominally above her in station and by apologizing this blatantly it would make for a bad image to reject it.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on May 29, 2021, 03:20:34 AM

Serra Drosa

Serra looked up with the appearance of someone caught off guard, quite suddenly, but the keen and experienced eyes of those far older than she were sufficient to note the calculation with which she faced them. Her eyes lingered on Eruraviel for a moment, but then she turned her attention back to the one who was making a scene of herself and... and wow, she was quite pretty. She waved a gloved hand in front of herself. "Ahaha. Well, I wouldn't worry about it too much." Serra glanced back to the dangerously uncouth elf. "Just don't say it so loudly, alright?"

She crossed her legs beneath the table, and waved for them to take a seat at the chairs present.

"Now then, how can I help the Chancellor of Pine Garden and her friend?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on May 29, 2021, 06:56:44 PM

Eruraviel Lavinia

Eruraviel's ears twanged as if she were in a saturday morning cartoon with the chop coming fiercely down upon her head. They vibrated rapidly, twitching up and down spastically before slowly settling down in their standard, ourward facing position. She barely seemed to take note of the reprimand, settling down confidently at the table across from the congresswoman. Behind her confident bluster and her serene smile laid a vast well of experience and knowledge far outstripping that of any human.

The elf rested her chin upon her fist and grinned. This woman smelled of gunpower and power, and had a subtle guardedness to her which far outstripped that which one might expect from a typical career polititian. They were the eyes of a hunter, a killer, she could tell.

Eruraviel licked her lips, but restrained herself from digging deeper. She doubted the woman across the table would appriciate such an intrusion.

"On the contrary, that's my question, congresswoman." Her ears twitched, listening carefully for even the tiniest of microtells, listening to the whispers of the grasses and the bugs around them. "Columbia seems to be in crisis, and you're right in the thick of it all."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on May 30, 2021, 07:21:25 PM

Amanda

The Elf settling down opposite the congresswoman presented the perfect opportunity for her and she was quick to take it by taking the sear right next to Serra and even inching herself closer so that she could whisper to her. The setup was just so perfect and she could naturally continue on from what Eru had said.

"It's not about what you can do for me, but what we can do for you." It turned out that her melodic voice was just as charming as her appearance. Amanda rested her her chin on her hand much like Eru did and her gaze was entirely locked onto Serra, she was not even glancing on the papers that the Congresswoman had been working on.

She stealthily scratched the table with her nail, or at least did in such a way that any third party looking on would notice the movement, of course the gesture was noticeable to the people at the table. Once she finished a multi layered invisible dome surrounded the three of them that would distort anything they said to sound more mundane. Or at least that was the second layer, the first layer was privacy shield that muted their conversation and the second layer was hidden function in case someone broke the first. People usually didn't look for multiple levels of deception, so they probably wouldn't think to look further. Any onlooker penetrating the first layer would believe she was casually flirting with the Congresswoman, a bit of a scandalous and rumors of that would surely circulate, but in truth that would only obfuscate the truth all the better.

"I could perhaps convince the Noble Council to formally support your next endeavor in exchange for you opening up those ports." Pine Garden had since the Independence War, been heavily restricted in the way it could trade and open up branch offices in Columbia, a situation that had annoyed a lot of the Nobility for centuries.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on May 31, 2021, 06:57:23 PM

Serra Drosa

A sharp look of vigilance pierced back into Eruraviel's eyes, and a surge of defiant will enshrouded the depths of the senator's spirit. She turned her papers over, calmly, and lowered a hand beneath the table to her bag. But her face, her lips turned upward in a welcomingly polite smile. "Such a convenient thing you can do there, Chancellor."

She only turned her eyes from Eruraviel to glance at the table, and then finally to Amanda. "Tell me, what do you already know of my next proposal? I'm quite curious what makes you feel I'm the right woman to approach for this."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on May 31, 2021, 09:28:30 PM

Quote from: Aiden on May 31, 2021, 06:57:23 PM

Serra Drosa

A sharp look of vigilance pierced back into Eruraviel's eyes, and a surge of defiant will enshrouded the depths of the senator's spirit. She turned her papers over, calmly, and lowered a hand beneath the table to her bag. But her face, her lips turned upward in a welcomingly polite smile. "Such a convenient thing you can do there, Chancellor."

She only turned her eyes from Eruraviel to glance at the table, and then finally to Amanda. "Tell me, what do you already know of my next proposal? I'm quite curious what makes you feel I'm the right woman to approach for this."

Eruraviel

The elf smirked, and then snapped her fingers. What I know is that the unfortunate actions of a few months ago have well, they've certainly benefitted your caucus. And I also know that you'll be pushing a bill to pass a formal declaration of war. I also know that you're in bed with the goddess's eldest, and that you very likely will get your way." Of course, she knew more than she let on, however, it never did to reveal one's hand so readily, especially when the other party was keeping it so close to their chest. Her ears twitched and she leaned forwards, staring at Serra intently with her vibrant purple eyes.

"Now, it's your turn. What do you know of me?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on June 03, 2021, 01:08:18 AM

Serra Drosa

Serra did not visibly react to the extent of Eruraviel's knowledge save to cover her gloved left hand with her gloved right hand in response to mention of Washington. Then she hummed, and inclined her head to the two of them. "You are the witch of the woods, who barters for souls and treats with devils. You are a - subject of interest to more than a few."

She turned her eyes to Amanda then, too. "But knowing that the two of you have been collaborating? That's new."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on June 03, 2021, 01:28:01 AM

Eruraviel

Eruraviel's lips inclined a hair at the reaction to Washington's mere name. So she's been enticed into complicated romantic affairs with the Goddess... She cracked her knuckles and then crossed her right leg over her left. Her soft mounds trembled enticingly with each movement, and with a slight lean backwards, she showed she wasn't here to try and seduce her. Good. I can use that.

"You seem to know of me, but it seems you know little of my goals or doings—almost as if my existence is mythical in a way. Do you know why I gather souls, what I do with them, or what my goals are? Why I should be concerned with the doings of the mortal races?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on June 03, 2021, 06:15:07 PM

Amanda

Or maybe her words sounds like a vague summary because you're new and no one really pays attentions to the woods cause only crazy hermits live there. Nevertheless she didn't speak these words out loud, but the Elf clearly had an overinflated sense of self importance. And then she goes on to imply she's only there to make a statement and be threatening, what the hell. If she was in private she'd be slamming her head into the table by now.

"To get to the point, you want to punish some bad people and I can solve all financial issues you'll ever face." Of course being the one to put an end to the economical fued between Pine Garden and Columbia would boost her influence massively. In some ways she could gain even more than the Congresswoman but that was all down the line.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on June 04, 2021, 03:06:46 AM

Serra Drosa

"Ah, then the stories are true. That's good to know." Serra brought her hand up to her mouth as if to cover a smile in response to Eruraviel's posturing. "But as long as you leave Columbian citizens be, I have no reason to be concerned."

She turned her attention back to the person who had actually made an offer. "That I would ever face? That's quite a generous, and personally directed, offer. What assurances would I have that you would not simply withdraw your aid once your aims are accomplished?"

The senator spoke less in a manner meant to accuse, and more out of a sort of curiosity.

But her eyes never stopped keeping Eruraviel visible in her periphery.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on June 04, 2021, 03:41:17 AM

Eruraviel

Hmm. It seemed like her wife had different ideas of how to negotiate than her. How bothersome. She glanced at Amanda for a moment before returning her gaze to Serrulatta.

She had a goal, and she wouldn't let even Amanda interfere with it. If she got in the way, Eruraviel would simply have to subugate her. Although, it was that feistiness and her lack of ability to peel away Amanda's layers that had made her interested in the human in the first place.

Her ears fluttered in confusion, waiting for Amanda to respond as to avoid getting in the way of her wife—she could interject later, after all. Paitence was a privilege unique to the long-lived races. Humans would always get caught up in the details and muck about without being able to regard the entire forest for what it truly was.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on June 04, 2021, 04:57:11 PM

Amanda

"Now don't twist my words like that Congresswoman Drosa, you know what I meant. Anything within reason regarding your latest plans I will bankroll myself, but don't presume I'm running a charity here. If I don't see any tangible results this boon will go up in smoke and I'll be very disappointed." She was quite excited at the prospect of Serra disappointing her, inffact she could hardly wait for the fallout of such an event.

As amusing as that might be it was hardly the most favorable outcome even if it would serve as great outlet. "But you're far too competent to disappoint me aren't you Lady Drossa?" Amanda was smiling brightly at her, with her charm going full throttle she'd appear as nothing less than a vision of beauty.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on June 05, 2021, 10:02:34 PM

Serra Drosa

"I'm almost inclined to tell you no out of spite, with that attitude." And yet, she smiled wider as she took in the sight of such magnificent beauty full force, up close, as though she was a sexless stone wall. Or an ivory curtain, with the amount of teeth that came with her upward curling of the lips. "Very well... now then. Were you looking for all of Pine Garden to benefit from this opening at once?"

Eruraviel finally began to pick up on it now, the faint sense of something ashen and inky black feeling at the periphery of her being in search of something that simply was not there. It lasted but a moment and then withdrew, as if dissatisfied. Maybe baffled.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on June 05, 2021, 10:45:39 PM

Quote from: Aiden on June 05, 2021, 10:02:34 PM

Serra Drosa

"I'm almost inclined to tell you no out of spite, with that attitude." And yet, she smiled wider as she took in the sight of such magnificent beauty full force, up close, as though she was a sexless stone wall. Or an ivory curtain, with the amount of teeth that came with her upward curling of the lips. "Very well... now then. Were you looking for all of Pine Garden to benefit from this opening at once?"

Eruraviel finally began to pick up on it now, the faint sense of something ashen and inky black feeling at the periphery of her being in search of something that simply was not there. It lasted but a moment and then withdrew, as if dissatisfied. Maybe baffled.

Eruraviel

As the sith lord probed at Eruraviel's mind, she found a smooth, flawless sphere, impenetrable in a manner surpassing even that of Columbia—it was quite peculiar, as if there were no way for her to penetrate her mental defenses at all. The elf cocked her head with a silken, innocent smile. However, her eyes gave off a different impression entirely. For but a moment, they flashed red, and Serra could feel herself being poked and pried at. But only for the briefest of moments. Then, it stopped, as if it had merely been a warning.

Still, even that was enough to reveal a few key details to the elven princess. It was as she'd suspected, and this was no mere politician—there was far more hidden carefully beneath the surface.

She continued to smile quietly at not only Serra, but also also the other who was hiding beneath the surface. Her ears shuddered in anticipation, and she felt her loins tightening in the presence of power.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on June 06, 2021, 11:20:15 AM

Amanda

"Naturally, it's for the good of Pine Garden, my generosity will be greatly appreciated by my compatriots I'd hope. However..." She tapped her finger on the desk again only this time the very air itself vibrated and struck both the Elf and the Congresswoman like a gust of wind.

Of course the multi layered barrier she had put up earlier would ensure that no sign of this sudden miniature vortex would escape the table. And I fact besides knocking the two other women back into their chairs, it did nothing to the table itself nor to the papers Serra had placed on it.

"Will you two not have a mental squabble in my presence. It's unbecoming of any self respecting shady dealer." She sounded calm but stern, like this was something she was used to mediating.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on June 07, 2021, 12:17:35 AM

Serra Drosa

The congresswoman became very still as whatever power Amanda had imposed on the table pressed down at her, but it otherwise had no effect as she had never left her chair in the first place. Then, she pushed on by returning her gaze back to the one attempting to negotiate with her. "I will consider drafting such a proposal, then. I'm sure my colleagues will see the wisdom in finding additional sources of funding for our future endeavors."

Still visibly infuriated despite the calm and measured tone of her voice and the soft smile on her face, Serra continued. "Now, were you hoping to stick around for tea? It's quite good in the winter."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on June 07, 2021, 03:12:50 PM

Eruraviel

"We'd love to." Eruraviel interjected. Her hair billowed out into a mane at the force of the gust, and her long ears were now laying flat against her neck for protection from the gale.

She reached inside her tank and withdrew a silver container studded with small gems. From within wafted a dry earthy smell unlike any experienced in this world or another. She pushed it over to Serra's side of the table and opened it up for the congresswoman. Inside was exquisitely ground and preserved tea from the elf's personal collection.

"I have no designs on capturing or harming your citizens in any capacities whatsoever." Eruraviel finally replied to Serra's comment. "Nor will I be interfering with your goddess's affairs, nor harming their wellbeing. My goals are far more benign—I simply wish to create a place for elves of all types to congregate and live in safety, and to free any of my people currently trapped in bondage—as the leader of the Congressional Punitive Caucus and the chairwoman of the Comittee on Armed Forces, I feel we may have a common group of foes we wish to see defeated?"

Her eyebrow raised, the beautiful gem embedded in her fofehead gleamed with power.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on June 09, 2021, 09:41:09 AM

Amanda

"Tea would be lovely."

The Chancellor of Pine Garden simply leaned back as she was undeterred by the annoyance shown by the Congresswoman. For now she would let Eru say what she wanted to see where that topic would take them. Besides the longer she spent time with her, the more the desire for Amanda would grow. Oh her charm was quite insidious, it wasn't blatant mind control unless you were mentally feeble, but would you truly say no to a super hot girl who's personality you'd find more and more delightful the longer you spent with them?

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on June 11, 2021, 05:32:00 AM

Serra Drosa

It spoke to the congresswoman's fortitude that she was able to turn the bulk of her attention to Eruraviel, and her delightfully scented tea. Indeed, she did accept a cupful of it, and took a sip as she listened to the elf's brazen appeal to her interests. Her eyes widened almost as soon as the flavor of it struck her tongue, and did a double take. "This is quite good." And then another sip, just to be on the safe side.

It was the first moment the young woman had apparently put her guard down, but then she seemed to come back to herself and placed the cup down, before coughing into her hand.

"So, you wish to see those who enslave your kind punished. That is indeed common cause against these heretics. Tell me, what aid are you willing to offer in this task?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on June 11, 2021, 06:33:12 PM

Eruraviel

Eruraviel lazily wagged her finger, and the pot of tea hovered over to Amanda and cleanly poured out a cup of her best tea, purchased directly from angelic merchants. "I wish for more than just that, Lady Drosa. I have two demands—one, I wish all of my captured brethren to be turned over to me for protection. It has become clear to me that there is no safe place for the elven race within the limits of this city. Second..."

Again, Eruraviel casually waved her hand. In a puff of shimmering smoke, a detailed map of Nexus City appeared. She then slammed her finger onto the slaver-state of Alaba."I am seeking to establish a city under my protection, a place elves and all those friendly to our race can call home." In an instant, a neat border between Columbia and the forest grew, leaving Columbia annexing the western breakaway states while a new color absorbed the far east. "Of course, I have no pretensions on this land without an official treaty, and the aid which I would be willing to offer would be–ah, how do you humans say it?-proportional."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on June 14, 2021, 01:50:09 AM

Serra Drosa

It wasn't exactly correct to call the Nexus a 'city', but to an elf who lived in those deep and foreboding woods it might seem that way. Serra spent the time it took to form that observation sliding the map closer to herself so she could look at it better without leaving her seat, or distracting her from this really nice tea. "Is that aid granted in the taking of the land, or aid commensurate with the lost economic opportunity from ceding it to you afterward?"

She was very obviously calculating the value of it while tracing her finger along the intended border. Then, she looked from the map to Amanda again. Not just because she was nice to look at either. "And what is your role in her new enclave, if any? Is it to come under Pine Garden's wing?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on June 14, 2021, 03:10:53 PM

Eruraviel

Eruraviel's ears trembled angrily—her nostrils flared, her brow furrowed. "Goodness no! Pine garden is a degenerate wociety which enslaves my brethren as toys! I could never support such a corrupt institution!" She sat back and crossed her arms under her chest, nearly causing her breasts to pop out of her loose shirt with the intensity of her movement.

"Amanda is my wife, my partner. But I bear no love for her district." She pushed the map towards Serra. "There is no lost economic output. Right now, they are, and have been for more than a generation, been held in bondage by breakaway states. You have much to gain by allowing me to assault them personally—replacing an enemy with an ally, engaging in the free exchange of trade and ideas, as well as having the most powerful archmage in the Nexus as a contact." She leaned back into her chair, having regained her composure. "I would be in your debt, Lady Drossa. And elves have long memories. We don't forget."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on June 14, 2021, 09:05:09 PM

Amanda

"Eru, I love you dearly but... you're simply not the strongest mage in the nexus, that's clearly me!" She played it off as a bit of banter to defuse the ridiculous boasting her girlfriend was giving. Claiming that was foolhardy at best when dealing with someone politically savvy, and Lady Drossa would definitely know who the true strongest mage was. It was almost as reckless as claiming to he the ultimate martial artist.

Then she turned to Drossa and smiled while pushing her own chest out so that the Congresswoman may get am even better view of her assets. It delighted her to no end that she was more of that kind of attention than her Elven companion. "Eru has some very pleasant uses for me when it comes to dealing with some particularly nasty problems. Our arrangement is not something you could just summarize as a deal." And she looks great in a maid outfit. Of course she didn't say that out loud, but getting to dominate her was such an absolute thrill and worth far more than any of the other services Eru could provide for her.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on June 16, 2021, 05:47:58 AM

Serra Drosa

This time the senator's smile wasn't full of knives, but rather a warmer sort of mirth as she took in the pair's arguments. "It must be quite nice to find in your partner someone who can make such a claim to comparability, when you are at such lofty peaks of power. Or maybe infuriating?" She took another sip of that absolutely wonderful tea, and sighed in relief at it. "Well, I appreciate that you've both brought these proposals to me. How about this - let's hammer out the specifics over say... dinner? I know a very nice place - do you eat meat?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on June 16, 2021, 03:45:26 PM

Eruraviel

Finally, Eru leaned back into her chair and smiled. "I don't know what you've heard about the elven diet, but our vegetarian reputation is a myth. Meat would be lovely." She glanced at Amanda—she didn't know what, but her wife was fantasizing about doing lewd things with her. "We work closely together out of mutual affection and genuine rational self interest. An elvish state will not be a puppet of anyone."

Eruraviel stretched her legs and arced her back like a cat, taking a position for a moment that looked as if it would break her spine. "What sort of dress should we arrive in, Congresswoman?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on June 16, 2021, 07:34:18 PM

Amanda

"The fatter the better right? Your metabolism always manage to astound me Eruru~" Then her gaze sharpened slightly as her fantasies came to an abrupt end by the seemingly innocent question from her wife. "Seriously dear what have I told you of your dressing down habbits? You should pick one of the dresses I suggested..." She sent her wife a meaningful look to indicate her seriousness.

That totally wasn't her wanting to see her own fetish play out, no not at all. And the message it would send to the Congresswoman would be interesting indeed. It would be an incredible powerplay and display of how solid the ties were between them, which would make Lady Drossa even more certain of working with them while also discouraging some underhanded tactics against them.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on June 17, 2021, 04:34:31 AM

Serra Drosa

She looked the two of them over again, and then down to her cup of tea. Which was finally empty. The dismay was subtle, but present, and delayed her response for just a moment. "Something... presentable. But not too fancy. It's a steakhouse, a very nice one I say, but different from a high class establishment." She tilted her head as a discussion about Eruraviel taking fashion cues from Amanda took place soon after.

"It would be rather, cute, if you matched."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on June 17, 2021, 03:07:38 PM

Eruraviel

"Elves don't get fat, we grow stronger and our musculature denser. And our curves curvier." She raised her eyebrow at Amanda, dark purple eye questioning her motives–she wouldn't be debasing herself in public for Amanda's amusement. That was behavior relegated to the bedroom.

Then, Eruraviel smirked. Her grin betrayed her excitement.

"I like that idea. I'll arrange for some cute matching outfits."

She looked at Amanda with a deep an intense stare, the tips of her ears heating up with a hint of arousal.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on June 19, 2021, 06:16:15 PM

Amanda

Interesting....

Amanda finished her drink in one swoop and grinned in excitement. "Now that's a sple did idea, tell us where to meet and we'll be there cuter than you could possibly imagine."

Eru probably thought she'd have something against dressing up like that too, but as long as she got to see her cute Elf wife dressed properly then she'd be happy to endure quite a few things.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on June 20, 2021, 03:38:06 AM

Serra Drosa

"Would that I could eat the way your people do, then." Serra stood up first at that cue, and gathered up her belongings with a smooth, practiced grace. "I look forward to meeting you both again at the Capitol Steakhouse. Meet me there at the start of happy hour."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on June 24, 2021, 05:05:17 AM

Serra Drosa

The Capitol Steakhouse was a rather "nice" place, but not in that sort of way that suggested fine dining, exclusive reservations, small portions, and snobbish dress codes. It was nice in the sense that it was a nicely done building of wood set at the edge of the city's park, and looked rather fetching with its steeped roof covered in snow. It smelled of hickory and smoking meats, it was nicely lit with a low music-only radio going in the background, and it had lots of booths and big tables all over the place. It made for some pretty big crowds, and around this time there weren't much in the way of kids since there were drinks everywhere.

Serra had put on a nice modest and pink winter dress and gotten a table in a corner, and was just waiting for the other two she was expecting to turn up. She took a moment to shoot Washington a text, letting her know when she expected to be back.

Heart emoji.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on June 25, 2021, 03:29:31 PM

Eruraviel

When Serra looked up, she saw the two women she had been waiting for wearing perfectly matching maid uniforms—the sort that Gardeners were prone to putting their cats in. Short skirts, long white stockings, and low cut dresses that almost caused Eruraviel's breasts to spill out of the outfit, it was certainly not what the congresswoman had expected.

Which was exactly why Eru had agreed to wear this—that, and seeing Amanda wearing the same thing. Later on she'd be slamming her cock deep inside of Amanda's womb while she screamed master.

Eruraviel's ears trembled, and then she slid into the booth next to Serra.

Mandy, flank her. She instructed Amanda telepathically. Her reaction ought to be interesting~

"The food smells amazing here." Eruraviel quipped as if she were oblivious to the fact that she was wearing a maid outfit.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on June 27, 2021, 04:11:35 PM

Amanda

"It's Columbian food, guaranteed to make you fat while also depriving you of real sugar. Or make you a walking sexbomb, Columbians to tend to gravitate towards extremes." Amanda said as she sat down on the other side of the Congresswoman. She was also dressed in the typical maid uniform that their cats used to wear, and like Eruraviel her smaller yet still impressive breasts looked about ready to burst our. The uniforms were tailored to always give that impression regardless of your size.

"Is there anything you'd recommend Congresswoman Drossa?" Amanda seemed just as oblivious as the Elf to how she was dressed, but her charm was just as intense as before, making her every word and movement entrancing to behold.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on June 28, 2021, 03:53:11 AM

Serra Drosa

Serra raised first one, then both eyebrows as she took in the sight of the pair dressed in a most menial and demeaning fashion. She was not the only one to be looking, but she was the only one whose angle allowed her to keep watching as they took their seats by her. Once they settled in like that, not commenting at all, she took a deep breath while holding her hand against her chest. "Well, since you took my first recommendation to heart... get the steak with the baked potato. Fillet, if you prefer not to have the fat."

Then she motioned for a waitress to approach, and while waiting for her glanced at Amanda again. "Or if you don't mind getting those outfits messy, the rack of ribs."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on June 28, 2021, 08:05:36 PM

Eruraviel

Eruraviel carved out a few defensive runes onto the underside of the table, drawing on the weave of magic to create a powerful field which would prevent unwanted interferences. "Hmmm, maybe I'll try it all. I'm feeling pretty hungry." She quipped, turning to look at Amanda. "What are you going to get? And recommendations for me to expand my limited elven diet?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 01, 2021, 02:16:57 PM

Quote from: SINIB on June 28, 2021, 08:05:36 PM

Eruraviel

Eruraviel carved out a few defensive runes onto the underside of the table, drawing on the weave of magic to create a powerful field which would prevent unwanted interferences. "Hmmm, maybe I'll try it all. I'm feeling pretty hungry." She quipped, turning to look at Amanda. "What are you going to get? And recommendations for me to expand my limited elven diet?"

Amanda

"Just pick everything sweetie, it not like it won't all just go and make your cleavage even more illegal." Amanda giggled before turning her attention to Serra. "I think I'll have the ribs, getting the outfits messy is part of the charm after all. Which reminds me Congresswoman, you told us to wear matching sets, are these to your liking?" The Chancellor wasn't just gonna let Serra ignore the situation she had inadvertently created.

Oh she'd milk it for all it was worth, and maybe they'd get to see something interesting happen.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on July 02, 2021, 04:23:46 AM

Serra Drosa

They could see Serra take a deep, cleansing breath, and hear her clear her throat. "They were most certainly not what I had in mind. But you did of course take my advice as I gave it, so I suppose I can't really fault you either." She smiled, and tried not to let it show how much she evidently enjoyed the sight of the two. She was saved from having to say more as the waiter arrived. At least, that's how it should have been, but between Eruraviel's abundance and Amanda's supernatural charms they momentarily became slackjawed.

The senator caught herself muttering a prayer beneath her breath to give the poor man strength, and he seemed to snap out of it, mostly. "A-Ah, yes, please, welcome! Can I start you off with some drinks?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 04, 2021, 08:32:17 PM

Eruraviel

The elf grinned and crossed her arms underneath her chest. "To start, fetch me a glass of your finest wine, as well as a glass of ice water. In fact, I'd like to treat my companions to a glass as well. Bring us the entire bottle to enjoy."

Eru's commanding demeanor surprised the waiter, who was left without words momentarily. But it was nothing compared to what happened next: she reached inside of her chest and withdrew a pouch of shining golden coins, dumping them onto the table.

"I hope whatever you have is suitable for my palate."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 07, 2021, 03:42:39 AM

Amanda

Amanda's attention snapped over to the waiter and flashed him with her brightest smile. "I'll have whatever my Master is having." Amanda nodded towards Serra to make it more obvious who this Master. As if it wasnt obvious with who was sitting in between the maids. "I'm confident you will present us with the very best of your service right?" She didn't even wait for the waiter to respond before her attention was back on Serra.

"It's a relief to hear you're enjoying our presence Master Drosa." Ah yes she lay it on even thicker, and this time there was no privacy barrier to protect Serra's social life. She'd be foolish not to enjoys this, the Chancellor of Pine Garden was here dressed up as a maid and calling her Master. That sense of power should feel even better sex, especially with the extra spiciness of patriotic revenge.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on July 07, 2021, 01:20:21 PM

Serra Drosa

The waiter, mouth open in multiple flavors and shades of shock, while his hand took their orders down. He hardly recognized as the senator added her own order of coffee to the mix. He most certainly did not comprehend when Serra gave Amanda a Look, because he was too busy admirably multi-tasking between writing and gaping. "A-And will there be any appetizers for tonight to start you off?"

Serra coughed into her hand, and forced herself to focus on the menu again. "Well, since they will be both be having what I am - the boneless chicken wings with the honey barbeque sauce. I would suggest you go now," she said with a hint of warning to her voice that seemed to bring the waiter out from whatever reverie he was caught up in.

With a salute, he made his way far away from their table. The senator then turned her eyes back to Amanda. "I realize now that you are an agent of chaos. Do not think I am not on to you, maid." Then she looked to Eruraviel. "You do realize that is far overpaying, yes?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 07, 2021, 09:06:56 PM

Eruraviel

The young goddess puffed out her cheeks and stuck out her tongue for a moment. "I am ill acquainted with your so-called fiat currencies. I'd rather be overgenerous than miserly. I can always make more gold coins."

Eruraviel scooted right up against Serra, so close that the pointed tip of her ear was poking at the congresswoman's neck. "Have you given my proposal any further consideration, Mrs. Drossa?" Eruraviel asked. "And she is not an agent of chaos, she is my high priestess. That is to say, Amanda serves under me."

She turned to look at her wife and smirked, sticking her tongue out at her for good measure.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 11, 2021, 06:14:18 PM

Amanda

"I believe caretaker is more accurate considering your airheadedness oh great Elf Maid of the Forest." But now it was her turn to smirk because it wasn't norm for either of them to pay, not in a setup like this. Amanda pocketed the bag of gold and leaned I'm closer on the Congresswoman so that she was squeezed in between their inhumanly charming assets.

"And someone so wise as you Erururu should know that it's the master who pays for the outings, and not the maids. Besides you should think of this as my first show of support, I don't dress like this for just anyone you know." Ah yes this was a setup most devious, something the Congresswoman couldn't possible refuse.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on July 12, 2021, 02:59:06 PM

Serra Drosa

"It is currently Miss, for the time being. Thank you." She was gentle in correcting the elf, though her breath had caught for but a moment. Then she tilted her head to look Eruraviel in the eyes, short as she was. "Should I be worried about you flooding the economy with alchemical gold, Miss Eruraviel? I must, of course, consider all angles of a proposal such as yours before I commit to anything."

It was Amanda who suddenly placed her on the backfoot by getting close that way, her breath catching. It was admirable that she could push herself to maintain her composure at all like this, breathing deeply and powering through the worst of the sorceress' charms.

"Your... consideration, is of course noted. As is your capacity for making entrapment look charming." It was only a moment after this that she blinked, and turned her eyes to where the bag of gold had gone. Just for a second, before meeting her eyes again. "Though I find myself more interested in how you are keeping the bag from falling down your tops."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 12, 2021, 03:09:49 PM

Eruraviel

"Are you threatening me, lady congresswoman?" Eruraviel flicked her ears and decided to follow Amanda's lead. She swallowed Serra's arm with her breasts, enveloping it inside the velvet mounds of elven royalty. "I can transmute most materials out of trash—surely you can see the benefit of such a power in bolstering both of our economies? Imagine how pleased your chipmakers would be to have a reliable and unlimited source of rare metals, for instance?" She leaned in and kissed Serra's cheek. She smelled nice, like the green forest, and of flowers fully in bloom.

"Flooding the market with gold is such an archaic and futile gesture in a modern world economy... plus, whether I decide to do so has no bearing on whether we sign a treaty—I'd turn it around and suggest a treaty would be the only way to stop me, were I to have the desire."

"Reach into my chest and pull out what you find inside. I think a small demonstration of my abilities is in order."

The elf was truly devious. Serra would at once be feeling the soft boingyness of her melons be made aware of the benefits Columbia would have to gain with this friendship treaty in one swoop.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 12, 2021, 04:14:39 PM

Amanda

Amanda couldn't help but giggle at the naivety of the question on how she kept the gold in place, and what her wife did right after just
made it more amusing.

"With enough will there isn't a thing in the world you can't entrap in your blossom, my Eru has a special liking for it." She nudged Serra towards the Elf, physically encouraging the Congresswoman to do as as the Elf had requested. "Go on, it's quite rude to turn down a Princess who's offering her cleavage, you wouldn't wanna come across as culturally insensitive do you?" Like a snake she whispered those poisonous words in her ear. It was a melody of utter madness, yet so sweet and tempting.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on July 12, 2021, 05:09:43 PM

Serra Drosa

A hint of white peeked out from beneath Serra's lips like a curtain of ivory as the elven sorceress responded. "The senate will decide your proposal's fate." But then many things happened all at once, and many ideas were shared, and she was left with but a single free arm and a most decisively disadvantageous position. "One of the realities of politics is that, sometimes, you must do what is 'rude' in order to do what is correct."

The senator released a sigh, and then with some visible measure of trepidation took in their surroundings. The waiter reappeared with the wine and water, validating her concern, and then stared at them once more. "H-Here you are. Your uh, your wings will be out soon. Are you all ready to order entrees or will you need a few minutes?"

Serra waved him off. "Ask again when the wings are here. Thank you." With a stiff back, he made his way away from the table but kept shooting glances back until at the last one he caught a glimpse of the implacable stare going his way. Once he was gone, the senator turned her attention back to Eruraviel. "Let us make this quick, then."

Her hand reached in, and down, and vastly underestimated the depths to which it could sink. Her mouth fell open in surprise.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 12, 2021, 05:26:02 PM

Quote from: Aiden on July 12, 2021, 05:09:43 PM

Serra Drosa

A hint of white peeked out from beneath Serra's lips like a curtain of ivory as the elven sorceress responded. "The senate will decide your proposal's fate." But then many things happened all at once, and many ideas were shared, and she was left with but a single free arm and a most decisively disadvantageous position. "One of the realities of politics is that, sometimes, you must do what is 'rude' in order to do what is correct."

The senator released a sigh, and then with some visible measure of trepidation took in their surroundings. The waiter reappeared with the wine and water, validating her concern, and then stared at them once more. "H-Here you are. Your uh, your wings will be out soon. Are you all ready to order entrees or will you need a few minutes?"

Serra waved him off. "Ask again when the wings are here. Thank you." With a stiff back, he made his way away from the table but kept shooting glances back until at the last one he caught a glimpse of the implacable stare going his way. Once he was gone, the senator turned her attention back to Eruraviel. "Let us make this quick, then."

Her hand reached in, and down, and vastly underestimated the depths to which it could sink. Her mouth fell open in surprise.

Eruraviel

"Hehe, oh Mandy, you can never get enough of seeing other women probe my deepest places can you? Your fetishes are showing~" Eru's voice echoed directly inside Amanda's head like a sweet siren. She looked over at Amanda with her crystaline eyes twinkling with delight. Both of them were getting rather turned on by this farce.

Eru winked at the waiter and waved a small hand at him before he walked away. A weak charm entranced the young man, rendering him a loyal compatriot of the two young maids who were serving the congresswoman.

She leaned in as Serra reached inside, letting out a gentle, soft moan which only the three at the table could hear. A show of course, but appearances were important.

There didn't seem to be a bottom to her bosom, Serra found herself able to stick her entire arm inside Eruraviel's chest before she was able to clasp anything solid—it felt like her arm was sandwiched on all sides by the immensity of Eru's soft breasts, and a large metal cube she was able to pull out whenever she desired, dense, heavy, perhaps lead, perhaps something else...

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 12, 2021, 05:40:59 PM

Amanda

Amanda grinned, both at the enraptured sight of seeing an arm disappear down Eru's cleavage, but also due to what she heard in her mind. She shook her head briefly as she took it all in. It was almost as amazing for her as it was for the two of them, but still there was something missing that could have made this even better.

"I bet you'd be moaning way harder if that was a fat dick spreading your divine tits and not a hand Eruru..." She said it for the both of them, to tease her cute wife and to plant the idea in Serra's head, it should work fairly well seeing as her hand was already down in it.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on July 12, 2021, 05:45:30 PM

Serra Drosa

The moment Amanda finished speaking was the moment Serra grasped the item from deep within Eruraviel's chest and yanked it out, her eyes furious to the elf's sight as she was the only one who had a proper angle to witness them. "You will stop talking about this here, or I will leave you at this table without another word."

She turned her eyes to the 'gift' she'd retrieved in her hand.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 12, 2021, 05:52:33 PM

Eruraviel

In her hand was a cube of processed manatite-tungstein alloy—incomperably precious, and an intensely useful material in the dangerous world of the Nexus. Even in her annoyance at Amanda's prodding, Eru was sure Serra would appriciate the gift.

"As you know, I am the great witch of the forest." Eruraviel shifted gears without missing a single beat. "The depths of the forest are filled with divine wonders that boggle the mind, and I am uniquely suited to extracting such resources. Processing them. And perhaps, your goddess's factories would be able to process them into finished goods."

"Careful, most married humans don't share your deviant fetishes, darling." Eruraviel warned Amanda. "And they prefer a proper courtship ritual too. It's very bothersome, don't you agree?

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 12, 2021, 06:22:36 PM

Amanda

"I'm not in the mood for a lecture Eru, besides she's the one missing out the greatest treasure of the greatest treasure of the Forest. Your bountiful cleavage.... and your thicc thighs, your fat jiggly butt, and your thin waist that's perfect for hugging." Hopefully that mental response would make the Elf choke up and spoil her unflappable nature just a bit. She couldn't have Eru outshine her in composure here.

"That was merely a joke Lady Drossa, I thought crass humor was popular here... Perhaps I was misinformed." Ah yes the perfect fallback.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on July 12, 2021, 06:54:21 PM

Serra Drosa

She could not, and did not attempt, to disguise the avarice gleaming in her eyes as they reflected the faint glow of this energy. "This is a most handsome offering." Serra turned it this way and that, examining it with a far more discerning eye than most politicians could hope to muster. "Not pure, but safer to handle for its supposed impurities. Had you brought an unalloyed piece here I would have you arrested for endangering everyone..."

Finally, the senator smiled again and waved Amanda's apologies off. "I know it was not, but that is irrelevant. What is relevant is that you have my interest in your proposals." She slipped the crystal into her bag before anyone else could think to come back. "Now then, let's see if the wine is as nice here as I remember, shall we?"

She was able to pop the cork with her thumb, and then began pouring glasses for both of them.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 12, 2021, 07:03:32 PM

Eruraviel

"Ufu~ Maintaining control of such a small amount of manatite would be a simple task for an archmage such as myself." Eruraviel chuckled, eyes twinkling at Amanda. It wouldn't be that easy to trip her up, her gaze seemed to say. "I appreciate the flattery, Mandy. And being gangbanged together does sound like an interesting experience—perhaps one we can seek out later tonight?" She raised her eyebrow, and then gracefully grasped a glass, bringing the fine liquid to her lips and imbibing the delicious poison.

"I knew an intelligent woman such as yourself would come around to my position, Congresswoman Drossa. Have you any adjustments you wish to discuss regarding my proposed borders, before you present it to your wife to be?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 12, 2021, 07:41:09 PM

Amanda

Amanda accepted the wine little fanfare, she wasn't about to argue the point when Serra had so graciously let it go. The wine was whatever, she was more of a hard liquor girl anyway but that didn't mean she couldn't play along with expectations and act like it was great.

"I'm grateful for your Cooperation Lady Drossa." She said before taking a sip. Then her attention shifted to her wife. "It might go smoother if you stopped sucking your own dick every other minute. Hah you'd probably do that if you could. But nevermind that, I have something even better planner than some boring gangbang, I wanna see you get fucked stupid by a Succubus."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on July 12, 2021, 11:16:42 PM

Serra Drosa

"That you are uniquely suited to addressing the task is, sadly, not something the law is constructed to consider." The purple-haired politician took a much deeper draw from her own glass than the other two once she finished pouring it. "Hmm. It's been better..."

She placed her glass back down, and instead clasped her hands atop the table. "My primary concern is actually these rumors about your friendship with the demon Elizabeth." A searching gaze looked past the buxom elven maid's many distraction qualities to focus on the important details. "I am already considering opening Columbia to the influences of one foreign power, you see, for the support of the Chancellor here."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 12, 2021, 11:38:34 PM

Eruraviel

Eruraviel wiggled her ears. "It is well known I am friendly with her—but what I'm confused about is your concerns regarding this. Your goddess signed a treaty of friendship with the great demon of the tower just recently, did she not?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 15, 2021, 07:42:04 PM

Amanda

Amanda shook her head at the concern raised at the deal, it wasn't much of a concern considering the subject matter. "I think we both know the PP is too busy fucking itself to be an actual threat to anything. The only thing noteworthy recently would be her extension of the Royal Family, I believe I heard one of them was responsible for that new trade deal my wife offered...Hmm..." Amanda's gaze turned to her wife.

"You've met that princess Eruru, could she be a new threat?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on July 16, 2021, 05:03:24 AM

Serra Drosa

"Ah, then it is just friendship. Such as what Columbia has decided to accept." Serra seemed to relax at this point, although her smile suggested she had already suspected the answer to this. "Then that is fine. But I am also curious about what our dear Chancellor here has brought up. Please, tell us more."

She rested her chin on her hand, and focused her eyes on the wiggling ears.

"Then we can discuss the fate of the people already living in the space you've asserted a desire for."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: DIO on July 16, 2021, 03:46:52 PM

Eruraviel

Eru swished her glass of wine around, raising it to her nose to take in all the subtleties of the smell. She idly wondered in the back of her mind what it smelled like to a human. Her ears continued to wiggle, then turned to look at both her wife and the congresswoman.

"Lily? She's powerful, brutally intelligent and able to act with a complete disregard for morality in the name of results. But she's unused to her new form and entirely too inexperienced in the ways of the bed for a succubus princess. A great fuck to be sure though." Her eyes glimmered as she gave Amanda a smug look. All in all, she's someone to keep an eye on." She didn't mention the other new addition to Elizabeth's harem, the archangel her friend had managed to fuck into submission. After all, why show your hand if nobody was asking? She finally took a sip of her wine and smiled. "I think you have your concerns inverted though, Ms. Drossa. Wouldn't you prefer the rational actor controlling those people than an insane corrupted spirit? It seems to me that she'd be easily manipulatable for those with more... nefarious goals..."

Eru giggled and then scooted up next to Serra, poking her shoulder with an ear. "What do you wish to know about my elven ethnostate, congresswoman?" Her usual measured singsong affect now betrayed her excitement at being allowed to talk about her work.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 18, 2021, 06:58:27 PM

Amanda

Amanda fumed briefly as Eru taunted her with he wonderful occasion that she'd been left out of, and to be frank learning more about the unusual expansion to the Succubi royal family interested her more than Eru's talk of an Elven ehtnostate. Besides such a nation already existed somewhere in the mountains...

That's why she projected her thoughts so as to not disturb her Wife's monologue. "And how would you rate her compared to me? I' haven't he opportunity to experience one of their princessess for myself yet so I'm curious."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on July 19, 2021, 02:29:27 AM

Serra Drosa

The senator listened patiently as she went on about Lily and her own lascivious escapades. "Ah, then she wasn't the one who was keeping the Demon Queen distracted for an extended period? No, I suppose the timeline wouldn't add up." But beyond that, she had little to add there. Instead...

"And I suppose you have no nefarious goals of your own?" Her smile began to show teeth. Serra held a hand up to forestall a response. "Ah - no, no, don't answer that - I'm more curious as to what you plan to do with people who would, otherwise, be in Columbian care as we work to help them cope with their unfortunate experiences."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 20, 2021, 03:44:03 PM

Eruraviel

"I enjoy nobody's company more than your own, darling~" Eruraviel replied. Amanda could hear a gentle titter inside her head. "But since you're asking about the sexual experience... her tail was soft and pliable, and with every thrust she cried out in pleasure... her pussy was tight and wet, and watching her wife's experience while I pleasured Lily in ways she'd never been able to..." Eruraviel gave Amanda a quick but knowing look and licked her lips.

"It was to die for. You must join me next time I visit Lizzy. I've heard she's finally finished fucking an angel into submission, so a congragulations is in order."

While Erururu idly chatted with Amanda, she was also actively and cheerily talking to Serra about her plans. "They will be citizens, equally protected under the law and offered ample oppurtunities—within a couple of your short human generations, I expect there will be a sizable halfbooded cohort. My kind is well known for hedonistic tendancies regarding sex." She grinned at Serra. "And of course—" She began to say, as if it were the most natural thing. "Worthy and exceptional humans would be given the chance to elevate to a halfblooded or even a full-blooded state, by my grace."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 21, 2021, 04:18:29 PM

Amanda

The assurances of the quality of the little gift her wife had received was amusing but then Eru begun talking about her ethnostate and how she would so graciously gift worthy people with a chance of becoming Elves. The world she'd come from mustn't have had much variety, but she was really out of her depth here with thinking that that would actually be a coveted favor among capable individuals who sought power or immortality. Amanda could think of almost dozen ways to achieve that, and none if those were exactly inferior to race changing to her kind.

"Wouldn't people who just desired a quick way to eternal life or easy power, just try their luck with the Vampires?" People usually weren't so willing to go through with transformations like that, and those who were, were either completely desperate or looking for the best. The first category was mostly undesirable and the second were unlikely to be interested in the face of the alternatives.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on July 22, 2021, 11:14:57 PM

Serra Drosa

The congresswoman was listening very attentively to both of their points, her eyes only briefly departing from whichever of them was speaking to scan their surroundings. Her position ensured that this was a very minimal effort, as her back was in a corner. Finally, having heard both sides, she let out a soft hum of consideration. "It appears, by your wording, that you intend to set yourself up as a rival divinity to Columbia in her own backyard."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 24, 2021, 09:06:19 PM

Eruraviel

"There's a large difference between my people and the bloodsuckers, Amanda." Eru looked rather offput by the comparison. Her ears drooped a few degrees and softened a tad. "There are those who would seek power in my teachings, just as there are for other groups." Eru replied confidently. It doesn't matter if the process of integration takes decades, after all, societal change moves at a slow clip."

She glanced at Serra and raised her eyebrow with a soft grin. She rested her chin lazily upon her fist and began to respond. "Columbia has no goals on monotheistic hegemony. She's perfectly capable of allowing the tolerance of other cults within her very borders. Why would a up and coming minor diety threaten her?" Eru asked.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on July 26, 2021, 09:47:36 PM

Amanda

"And that is what we Humans like to call a false equivalence" Amanda said as she leaned back and crossed her arms under her sizeable chest. It might have struck an impressive look if she wasn't dressed as a maid, but all it did now was flaunt her assets. "There is a stark difference between having some rogue avatars running around thar are ultimately an extension of Columbia herself and that of rival deity setting up shop in her own backyard, one that won't stay so minor forever. You may not be a direct threat today, but who's to say 20 years from now. It seems foolhardy to just accept that with the little to no actual benefits you are offering up."

She shook her head and glanced over at Eru. "Instead of trying to sell how great your nation will one day become, you should think more about how accepting would benefit Columbia, as it is right now it's a pretty raw deal and as Chancellor of Pine Garden I cannot sit idly by and watch a deal like that be struck"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on July 28, 2021, 03:58:39 PM

Eruraviel

"Ahem." Eruraviel performed the customary human action of clearing her throat to redirect attention. "Yes, I was getting to that." She replied with ashort, pointed glare at Amanda. She was here to help her strike this deal, not to repeatedly criticize her in a painfully public manner. The elven goddess knew what she was doing.

"First, the obvious–such a war against a triple alliance of equal divinities would prove very dangerous to the Columbian forces, and potentially lethal to her remaining loyalist divinities. My sneak attack upon them has obvious benefits in that regard. I would throw their forces into confusion with an unexpected decapitation strike from the north. If you desired, I possess the capacity to trap the corrupted goddess and prevent her essence from infecting Columbia, as well." She wasn't sure if that was an issue for this goddess, but she felt it was a potential problem point that may need to be addressed, one which she may have the ability to help out with. "If you have any other more specific desires with such a war, I would be happy to brainstorm in a more focused enviroment in how I could help with my powers."

She then reached into her chest and withdrew a book, handing it to Serra. "Then, there are the benefits of friendly trade between our soverignities—I've taken the liberty of cataloging the sorts of goods my elves can produce, right now, as well as the sorts of raw materials we can extract from the depths of the great forest. Such trade, of course, would be preferential in Columbia's favor."

"Finally..." Eruraviel's ears fluttered and she sat straight up. "I bear no ill will or competetive spirit with your goddess—her domains fail to clash at all with mine. Unless the situation drastically changed, I would see little cause for conflict between us. Elven perspectives and goals tend to be..." how do I say it without sounding pretentious... "longer term, as a result of our elongated lifespans."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on July 31, 2021, 07:16:07 PM

Serra Drosa

The senator took hold of the book as though it were, of course, expected for her to receive such a document from a short and busty elven sorceress wearing a fetish maid outfit in some private corner of a top shelf steakhouse. It was only after looking both sides over that she opened it to a random page, and then nodded with a prim and proper look on her pretty face. "I will review this, and other considerations, and get back to you with my version of this deal. Your wife's concerns are worth taking into account."

A hint of a smile, and then she turned her attention to Amanda again. "As for your proposal, I will put it before the senate for a vote once I feel it is in a form they will... digest properly."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on August 02, 2021, 04:06:27 PM

Amanda

"That is more than satisfactory...but before we're done there's one more thing I think you should have Congresswoman. " Amanda nodded and smiled brightly at Drosa, then she stuck her hand in between her breasts to pull out a small receipt which she offered to the Congresswoman.

"This here has the details on where we got these wonderful outfits. Perhaps you may find some use for that later in private~"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on August 03, 2021, 04:48:58 AM

Serra Drosa

Serra's eyes, ever vigilant, shot from the receipt to whence it came and back again. Like a viper striking prey she grasped the paper, and slid it into a slit on the side of her purse. "I will commend you to them for being such an avid advocate for their services, then."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 04, 2021, 03:19:30 PM

Eruraviel

Eru's ears tightened with contentment, standing tall and poking at Serra's shoulder as it extended to its full six inch length. Mana coursed through her veins and she grinned. Her eyes glowed purple as she looked up at Serra Drossa. "Please, take your time and construct a deal to your liking. In the mean time..." Eru looked around and then leaned in against Serra's arm. Her breasts pressed up against the congresswoman and she was almost kissing the other woman's ear. In a sultry whisper, "If you have any issues you want to discuss or to be dealt with quietly, I would be happy to provide you any sort of aid."

Then, she pulled back and grinned again. "I think we should be going then? I don't want to waste any more of your time than we already have."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Aiden on August 07, 2021, 08:13:24 PM

Serra Drosa

Serra's eyes locked on the closest ear as though it were a snake threatening to strike her face. She said nothing in response to Eruraviel's insinuations, and instead held up the bottle of wine. "Not going to stay for dinner, then? What a sight I'll make, being ditched before the entrée even arrives." Her smile was not unpleasant despite her self-deprecating words.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on August 10, 2021, 04:42:46 PM

Amanda

"Now then come with me, I have prepared a little gift for you, one I know you truly want Eruru~" Amanda grabbed her Wife's hand and pulled her away from the Congresswoman so they could leave the little diner.

"Fear not Congresswoman Drosa, I have a feeling dining without such distractions will be a lot less hard for you, if you get what I mean heh... I hope you keep your part see ya-"

And with that Amanda pulled her wife out.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on August 10, 2021, 10:14:51 PM

Eruraviel

Eruraviel pulled Amanda along, wrapping their elbows together as they exited the building. Her ears fluttered as she turned to look at Amanda with a knowing, interested look, waiting for her to spill the beans with a smug grin.

"Well, spit it out! What's this gift you have in mind?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Bern on August 11, 2021, 12:06:20 AM

Quote from: SINIB on August 10, 2021, 10:14:51 PM

Eruraviel

Eruraviel pulled Amanda along, wrapping their elbows together as they exited the building. Her ears fluttered as she turned to look at Amanda with a knowing, interested look, waiting for her to spill the beans with a smug grin.

"Well, spit it out! What's this gift you have in mind?"

Amanda

"I thought you said Elves were patient and looked at the bigger picture. You really went on on and I couldn't help but imagining your pretty lips serving a better purpose of cleaning a fat dick. But enough about that." Amanda pulled Eru in closrer and with a snap of her finger the two of them were outside the Pleasure Palace.

"While you were busy playing Civilization, I went out of my way to corner the 3rd part of the royal child collection you were making. And this would be the favorite daughter, aren't I thoughtful? Of course this is the true reason I had us wear these outfits, they were quite particular about wanting to see you dressed like this. And I don't fault them, you make such a cute maid~"

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Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Cherry Lover on September 21, 2021, 09:44:59 PM

Sakura

Wanting to get a present for Shirou for the upcoming holiday, Sakura had headed to a large shopping district in Columbia, one which possessed a huge variety of possible gifts, far more than were available in Longdale. Unsure what to get him, she was instead browsing idly, her newly-acquired enhanced vision allowing her to pick items of interest out from a considerably longer distance than she otherwise would have been able to.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 22, 2021, 03:46:54 PM

Luthien

Like everything in the downtown of a major Columbian metro, Huntsfort glistened. Steel spires rode up into the clouds in flagrent defiance of natural law, each on its own containing a treasure trove of capitalistic wonders—most within a reasonable price-range, too. The city sat on the border between Columbia and the bordertowns, serving a duel purpose of protecting the district from incursions and projecting force out into the surrounding areas. It had eventually grown to something of a major regional city, serving as a beacon of Columbian excellence on the skyline for the goddess's friends to look towards.

A chocolate-skinned elf had also found herself in the area, wearing little more than a pair of underwear and stockings. She meandered pleasently around the clothing section, carefully selecting various human outfits to try on–she'd started noticing all of the curious looks, especially at her crotch. It wasn't an experience she'd found herself particularly fond of, either.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Cherry Lover on September 24, 2021, 03:22:10 AM

Sakura

As Sakura walked around, looking for a gift for Shirou, she felt a weirdly-familiar magical signature in the distance. Looking in the direction of it, her enhanced senses allowed her to pick up an odd commotion in the distance. Taking a closer look, she noticed that the source of it was a scantily-clad, chocolate-skinned girl walking around in little more than a bikini, a look which was seemingly appreciated by many of the people surrounding her. What was more, the girl had purple hair that was shockingly-similar in colour to her own, and a strikingly-similar magical energy signature.

Curious, Sakura moved towards the girl. As she did so, she began to pick up more and more of her features, and her interest grew ever-higher. First, she noticed the pointy ears that marked the girl out as an elf. In itself, that was not all that surprising but, as she came ever-closer, Sakura began to realise that this girl was, in many respects, the spitting image of her. Whilst her ears and skin colour were different and her eyes were red rather than purple, her hair was almost identical and, as Sakura looked down at herself, she noticed that the woman's body shape was surprisingly similar to her own, too. But, most of all, she had almost the exact same facial structure as Sakura did.

Confused, Sakura moved closer, checking the woman out. As she did so, she began to recall her meeting with Arcaena, and how she'd allowed her to take a copy of her soul in return for the changes she'd made. Could it perhaps be that this elf had been produced from that copy? If so, then this girl was essentially her daughter, or perhaps her twin sister. Regardless, she definitely needed to find out.

As such, she walked towards the clothes shop, noticing as she got closer that the scantily-clad girl was seemingly selecting various outfits to try on. What was more, it was clear from the selection that she'd made that her tastes in clothing seemed to match Sakura's own, all of the outfits being ones that Sakura herself would happily wear. Further, as she came nearer, she couldn't help but notice that the girl was somewhat uncomfortable with the way that the people around her were staring at her, their eyes clearly focussing on her crotch and her ample breasts.

Finally, Sakura reached the shop and, wanting to assist the girl who was seemingly born from her soul, she walked towards her.

"Hello", she said, softly. "Do you need some help?"

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 24, 2021, 09:54:14 PM

Luthien

"Oh, yes, I probably could, haha..." Luthien rubbed her head and nervously played with the tip of her ear before turning around. Bashfulness melted into confusion and then understandinf, and then finally an awkward silence which was only broken by the elf a few moments later.

"Ah. You must be the original—fancy meeting you, of all people."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Cherry Lover on September 25, 2021, 11:17:43 PM

Sakura

Sakura smiled at the elf girl's response, waiting patiently as the clearly-nervous girl turned around and got her first look at the person whose soul she'd been created from. She watched with interest as the girl's shyness morphed into confusion and then, finally, a look of understanding formed on her face, her mannerisms only adding to the feeling that Sakura had that this girl was indeed created from a copy of her soul. Then, after a few moments of silence as Sakura waited for the elf to respond, the girl finally spoke up, confirming what Sakura had suspected.

"Yes, it is quite surprising that we'd run into each other like this, Sakura said, giving the girl a gentle smile, before bowing politely. "I'm Sakura, by the way. It's nice to meet you."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 26, 2021, 02:31:09 PM

Quote from: Cherry Lover on September 25, 2021, 11:17:43 PM

Sakura

Sakura smiled at the elf girl's response, waiting patiently as the clearly-nervous girl turned around and got her first look at the person whose soul she'd been created from. She watched with interest as the girl's shyness morphed into confusion and then, finally, a look of understanding formed on her face, her mannerisms only adding to the feeling that Sakura had that this girl was indeed created from a copy of her soul. Then, after a few moments of silence as Sakura waited for the elf to respond, the girl finally spoke up, confirming what Sakura had suspected.

"Yes, it is quite surprising that we'd run into each other like this, Sakura said, giving the girl a gentle smile, before bowing politely. "I'm Sakura, by the way. It's nice to meet you."

Luthien

Luthien awkwardly fidgeted, feeling blood flowing to her member as feelings of vauge nostalgia rushed through her. She looked back and forth, confused. Was she supposed to bow back, or...

She instead leaned forwards, and decided to engage in the typical elven greeting, nuzzling her left ear against Sakura's right.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Cherry Lover on September 27, 2021, 11:23:37 PM

Sakura

Sakura felt a sudden jolt of pleasure run through her body as the elf began to rub her ear against Sakura's. Immediately, she recoiled backwards, a look of shock forming on her face.

"W..what are you doing?" she asked, in a shocked but not angry tone.

After all, whilst the girl's behaviour was highly inappropriate, Sakura strongly suspected that it was some kind of cultural difference and, given that this girl had only been born a few months ago, it made sense that she might be a little naive.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 28, 2021, 10:52:29 PM

Luthien

"Eh? Eh! Eh? This is how you say hello!" Luthien sheepishly insisted. Up close, Sakura could feel the almost scorching heat building up inside her elvish counterpart, the abnormal heat emenating from her body. "Is this inappropriate?" She asked, finishing nuzzling Sakura before pulling back and standing to her full height on her toes, looking around to judge other people's reactions.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Cherry Lover on September 28, 2021, 11:04:46 PM

Sakura

Despite the embarrassment that she felt, once she'd heard the elf's sheepish response, she allowed her to continue her "greeting", her own face blushing red as she felt the heat building up inside the other girl, her own body heating up in response to the erotic sensation of having her sensitive elf-like ears rubbed. Then, once the girl had finished, she stepped back, noticing the surprised look on the faces of some of the people surrounding them, as well as the fact that her other self was looking to see how people reacted. Not wanting to upset or hurt the girl, Sakura gave her a gentle, almost maternal smile, and spoke up.

"Well, I wouldn't say it's necessarily inappropriate, but it's certainly not how humans would greet each other, and it's considerably more ..intimate than I'm used to", she said, softly.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on September 29, 2021, 03:47:25 PM

Luthien

People were giving them looks, but it didn't feel as if it were any more than she already had been receiving. She shook her head and shrugged. "Oh well. That's how we do it in the forest. We value intimacy and skinship a lot more than the humans of the Nexus." Luthien replied. She flipped her hair, running a hand through her dark-purple locks. "It is good to meet you—I haven't heard much about you really, but it seems you were compensated for providing the components to make me."

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: Cherry Lover on September 29, 2021, 11:31:41 PM

Sakura

"I understand", Sakura replied, giving the girl a gentle smile. "It must be very difficult to come to a place with such a different culture, especially for someone as young as you."

"And, yes, the compensation I received in return for providing a copy of my soul was very generous. But, even so, it makes me glad that you seem to be a kind-hearted and happy girl. I am, after all, partially responsible for your existence, I would hate to see that you were miserable, or that you were being used to inflict harm on innocents", she said, her voice once again taking on a slightly maternal tone.

Title: Re: The District of Columbia
Post by: SINIB on October 01, 2021, 04:44:51 PM

Luthien

Luthien stepped back and frowned. "I don't need such charity, nor do I need a mother such as yourself. I may be young in terms of time, but in terms of maturity I am no less than you." She scolded Sakura with a slight from. "Please refrain from treating me as your child. I am your peer."

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